All posts filed under: D.I.Y.

Poke Pillow Tutorial

Lego club ends with a rousing game of “guess the animal I am.” How or why this is such a hit is best left for another day, trust me. Kids jump around the room one a hawk another a worm. “Who am I?” Squirt yells. “Mew.” I say as she crashes to the ground and flops on her side and asks “how did you know? Who am I now?” Parents cock their heads and guess “um, fish?” “No!” She happily squeals. Their is silence as they look to me for the answer. “Magicarp?” I say. “Yes!” She jumps up turns into another Pokemon. That’s our days now: “Guess which Pokemon I am, Mama.” The answer is almost always Mew, but she takes a level of joy in acting out Magicarp. Mostly, I assume, is because she Magicarp gets some serious air. She honestly thinks I am bordering on psychic when I guess Mew and turn out right. I tell her that is all part of the all knowing powers you get as a mom. So far that …

May WIPS.

Ah, May. The month I realize there are less than five weeks of school left and freak out by trying to sew with both hands and my right foot at once in order to get my projects done before I become the full time personal assistant for my kids over the summer. This month I have two big cosplay projects on my list as well as a writing goal. Mays W.I.P.s Alice In Wonderland: Coming up in June is the Fremont Solstice Parade. It really isn’t one of those things that can be explained so much. It needs to be experienced. Think living street theater meets naked people on bikes in a parade. Each year I do photography for the parade. It involves a lot of dodging people on stilts in either pouring rain or 80 degree weather. So why not add a costume! Last year was Steampunk Mad Hatter and this year Alice! I will do a post in the future about the inspiration but as of right now I have most of the …

The One Shoed Raven of Emerald City Comic Con

There comes a point when the ideal of sailing into a deadline with comfortable room to spare collides with the reality of situation. Last night I realized Emerald City Comic Con was 10 days away. Cue panic attack. Quick rundown on where I stand: Starfire: Done. Raven: Almost there. Beast Boy: Fuhgeddaboudit. Yes, it may seem I am in good standing. Raven’s dress and cape are done. Wig arrived in the mail. Red bindi is sitting on my dresser. Got a fancy body suit contraption to keep everything in place. Tried out my Raven makeup and ended up running to pick up my daughter at school with it on. A second grader told me he “liked my face.” Seal of approval if I have ever heard one. Right now all I need is to finish one of the gloves, finish the boots, and say a prayer over the belt in hopes it doesn’t fall apart. That doesn’t seem like much until I add in that my glove that needs finishing is missing which means if it …

Neko Atsume Tubbs Shirt

Neko Atsume is something I will never understand. Earning money to feed virtual cats and buying them toys so they come to your yard and leave more money. It is a vicious cycle of Nekos and I love every flipping second of it. I want to giggle with glee when one is curled up in a basket sleeping. I chuckle every time one of those fur balls is mooning me. I want to strangle them when they leave me one silver fish for the entertainment I provided for them, but I can’t stay mad because that is just the way of cats. i can’t even hate on Tubbs when he waddles into my yard and eats all the food. Sigh. Neko Atsume has taken over my phone and my daughter. I’m okay with that. I may fuel the fire a bit with latter. I offered to make my daughter a shirt…  It was really simple to make and a great scrap buster. Double score. Using fleece I drew out Tubbs, cut him out, added his …

DIY Carseat Canopy

This year I promised myself that I would buy no more fabric until I use some of what I already have and finish up projects that have been on to get done list. There are amendments to this. 1. I can buy fabric if it is needed for a project I need to finish. 2. I can add new projects to this list if they are essential. That’s when I found robot and space ship fleece on crazy sale. My brain said “Sam you don’t need this.” My heart chimed in and said “yes, you do.” My brain tried to respond, but my hands declared it was love at first touch. That’s when my brain rationalized that I was having a baby in January and he would need a car seat cover to keep him warm. That would justify amendment two on my list and since I didn’t have any fabric at home for this project amendment one was covered.  This was also the day amendment three was born: I can buy fabric when it …

Voo Doo Doll Pin Cushion D.I.Y.

Maybe it is the hopeless romantic in me, but I wanted to share a project for Valentine’s Day. My husband is always complaining about stepping on pins. It seems that I can navigate around any that are on the floor in my sewing area but R attracts them like a freaking magnet. So I though how wonderful it was that I could make a cool pin cushion and save his feet. That’s love. Apparently not in his world because he isn’t a romantic like me. Me: Look what I made! R: What is it? Me: A Voo Doo Doll Pin Cushion so you don’t step on my pins anymore. R: Is that suppose to be me? Me: …um, I never thought of that… R: Great. You made a Voo Doo doll of me. Me: Well, if you were purple I would say yes, but you are more red so this can’t be you. R: …. Me: …. R: You made a Voo Doo Doll of me. What you need to make this Voo Doo Doll: 1 …

Holy Land Of The Camera Gods.

“We are going there.” Saturday was yard sale day in my neighborhood and the community center published a list of everyone participating. Number 85 on the list described themselves as “ex-hipster stuff cheap.” I’m there. 1. I wanted to know what an ex-hipster looked like. 2. I wanted to know if they were protesting hipsters and if so where they going to have a mass burning of Kinfolk and if they were could I join in. 3. They used the word cheap. I liked them already. We rolled up and sat there. Nope. They looked very hipster to us and like they didn’t have much. My husband ran over to scope it out. Moments later he ran back “You’ve got to see it.” There is was. I found the freaking pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. (The secret is to not look  for the rainbow. Damn those sneaky Leprechauns.) There was a whole table of cameras. The most expensive one was $5 and it was in its original box complete with flash …