A year in review

 

Although I try not to get to too crafty on this space, the truth is, if I´m going to make a review post, it has to be crafty and amigurumi related, due mostly to my blogging behavior (or lack thereof) this last year. This occurred to me last night that I was enjoying the various blogs I love to read and they had they reviews. So without further ado, let’s begin, because it’s a long post and I have to go make meals for my family.

In January, I was mostly doing amigurumi and stuff for my kids and my close family, even though I already had the idea of selling my stuff I didn’t make it official just yet, although I did make my Facebook fan page, mostly not to fill up my personal page with 100 pics of amigurumi.

I was also working on my Nick Jonas, even though I finished it in February:

 

By the way, this Nick Jonas got featured on KnitHacker and that made me sooo happy.

I also made some brooches for my daughter’s friends. I always have this idea on my mind that for every special ocasion and holiday I’ll make fun little gifts like this and I **almost** never do them, so this time I got determined and did it! (that reminds me, I’m already thinking what to do for this year Valentine’s)

 

After, in March, I set a whole new record and did an ami in just 3 short hours! That felt like I was an amigurumi goddess or something!

 

I also made some IPad cozies (just mine showing)

 

 

I also started the Rapunzel doll, an amigurumi I personally thought it was lovely!

 

 

Then in May I made another set of princessess:

And in June, I got a little flower obsession!!

 

Then came Harry Potter traveling through Europe (which reminds me, I haven’t even finished with the Hermione nor have I made Ron his own scarf; if you are wondering about the free pattern I was gonna release, it’s coming, it’s just that I haven’t tested it yet! I’ll take care of that soon(ish))

In fact, I finished Harry on the plane just prior to landing in London!

Then when we got back I made Ron Weasley

 

 

In August I made a Chavo del 8 for my nephew; unfortunately he didn’t get to play with him, someone took it I guess because we could never find it after that weekend that I gave it to him, so now I’ll have to make him a whole set for him to play, just don’t tell him because he is one demanding costumer!

 

 

 

Days before, I had made a San Judas for my sister:

 

 

I was getting better at this time! No more taking a month for FINISHING an ami (note that I didn’t say actually giving them to their owner)

 

Then in September, I made a Jazz and a Ballet dancer for my daughter’s teachers, as gifts for the summer festival!

 

I also made a Virgin Mary that has been the most succesful ami EVER! I have gotten like a 1000 requests of a Virgin Mary, and I have yet many of them to finish. I even got a request of 80 of them for a single person but I couldn’t do them because of lack of time (and hands!)

 

The original one was for my mother in law, it was a gift from my sister in law

 

 

Then, in October, I started to make hats! Lots of fun hats!

 

 

 

Then in November I decided to formally open my virtual store, not that you guys could have noticed on this here blog, since I didn’t post it

 

And a few more custom orders:

 

 

December was our busiest month, by far! I got requests for over 600 items!! Obviously I couldn’t do them, and I’m still working on many of them, even though I was working most of december many late nights until 3 or 4 am, which has forced me to revisit my approach to my little bussiness. More to come on that.

 

 

A lot of the latest hats and amis I haven’t even made time to get them to the Store on Facebook or here on the blog (ta-daaaa! you didn’t even know I had it, right? Its in spanish but its mostly pics and the prices, so as always if you want something just leave a comment or email me at fucsialandia@gmail.com), much less blog about them which I don’t think I’ll be doing anymore, so I can focus on current posts to come. And blog a little more often than once a year, perhaps.

So there you have it!!!

I realize I’m coming out of the blue and I am preparing a post telling you guys about us moving to our new home this past December! It’s gonna be exciting!

Decluttering part 2

 

Ok, so I took 2 days off work to do this decluttering thing, and since its already day 2 you’d think I’d be, at least, halfway through…….. wrong!

I’m not even finished with my bedroom. I still have to do my closet, although 2 months ago or something like that I got out everything that didn’t fit or love, so that’ll be less time consuming. And then, the monster, AKA the girls’ clothes.

I don’t like to give away/throw their clothes unless they’re in extremely bad shape. It makes my heart ache. And there’s a bag in my closet full of onesies and baby clothes that were of my youngest, that I just don’t want to let go. But I’ll have to, its just silly to have all those clothes stored away when there’s so many people who could use it. So it could be an emotional day.

I am, however, keeping various items of clothing that especially remind me of my girls so that when I’m an old lady I can make them into a quilt and then wrap myself in it whilst I read my family blog.

No photos today, my house is never in a decent condition to show but especially not today.

We’ll see how it goes.

Decluttering time

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All of that: I’ll get to it someday, I’ll do it later, I have to make time to get out the girls’ clothes that don’t fit anymore, has caught up to me.

My house is small, but there are 5 of us, and 4 pets, so we’ve been accumulating stuff for nearly 6 years and its about time.

 

Of course, I fear that this is going to happen to me:

But I have a logic point: at this point I don’t know where ANYTHING is. So there.

 

So, wish me luck. My greatest fear is that I find a rat or mice, or bugs of the gross kind, so pray that I don’t.

I hope I finish in like two hours. Haha

All of the pics are linked to their source.

sorry for the long absence

 

Something terrible happened in my family and I just didn’t have it in me. I wanted to share it here, but it wasn’t mine to tell.

 

All I’ll say is that this is the first time that I’ve experienced death to be so close and so unfair. I know what they say, and I accept it, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting. And from missing.

 

So, that’s why.

Also, sorry for the dark post, they’ll get better I promise.

The invitation

 

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon...
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book The Invitation
published by HarperONE, San Francisco,
1999 All rights reserved

From here

Virgin Mary

 

My SisterInLaw (see what I did there? I don’t like dashes that much) asked me to make a Virgin Mary for her mom (my MotherInLaw haha) so here it is:

 

 

 

Eye Candy Tuesday

 

enjoy!!!!

Holiday sleeping

 

Or lack thereof.

See, we mexicans had this last friday a holiday, our independence day. Usually, on days like this I catch up on my sleeping. At least my plan was:

Friday.- Sleep, sleep, sleep. Eat. Sleep. Make some amigurumi.

Saturday.- Sleep, sleep, sleep. Go to my dad’s birthday.

Sunday.- Sleep, sleep, sleep. Eat. Sleep some more and a little time to amigurumi.

 

THAT IT´S NOT HOW IT WENT

 

At first everything was ok, I slept most of Friday morning. But then, I decided I didn’t want to sleep in the afternoon as not to mess up my sleeping schedule. And then, on Saturday, I couldn’t sleep on the morning. My kids were crying, or needing me for something. Or my mom would call me. I have trouble falling asleep specially during the day, so all of this interruptions completely scared my sleep.

So I went to my dad’s birthday not properly rested. And then, I went and stayed up all Saturday night singing karaoke with my sisters, so not only did I not sleep but instead I became more sleep deprived.  Which only made me stressed out because I wasn’t resting what I was supposed to.

Then, on Sunday morning, my hubby woke me up after just 5 hours of very light sleep (I heard his alarm on 5.45am, and then shortly I felt him reading in the iPad, then he was talking to me about breakfast, and so on. I´m a little resentful over this, I tell you) to get breakfast, so I figured I would go eat and then go back to sleep, which didn’t happen.

So yesterday night when we got home, I didn’t go to sleep right away so I would fall asleep early, which also didn´t happen, because I ended up falling asleep at about 1am. To get up at 6am.

So here I am, cranky, sleep-deprived, a little hungry and with a ton of work to do, and feeling like this is a vicious circle that I need to get out of. But, again, I have a plan. And that is, to go to sleep early (that means at 11ish for me) all week long to see if I can improve my above mentioned crankiness.

So wish me luck. I hope by the end of the week I’m telling you all about how well-rested I feel.