For av og til må man jo prøve lykken.
Hos bare Wunderbar kan man vinne et emaljeskilt fra Ramsign.dk, og det hadde jo ikke vært å forakte. Ganske så flotte er de, og jeg må nok vurdere å få laget et navneskilt selv om jeg ikke skulle vinne, for det ser da bra ut på døren:
Hos Sofie Legarth kan man vinne verdens mest fantastiske tekstilstjerner. Jeg har brettet slike i papir, men, åh, å få dem i Liberty-stoff, da. Vinner man ikke får man forsøke å lage selv, for sånne SKAL jeg ha:
Og sist, men slett ikke mins, må jeg ta med at at Namaste på Kreativ impuls gir bort et knippe vintagestoffer som kan få enhver stoffavhengig til å hyperventilere. Vil ha:
Så da er det vel bare å krysse fingre og håpe på vinnerlykke.
So the bed is in the master bedroom, we’ve been sleeping in there since this weekend, in fact. We’ve also put up a couple of shelves on either side of the window, to hold some of my stuff (it’s mostly my stuff), and we’re considering what to do in front of the window where there is room for more storage – or something.
Along the wall at the foot of the bed we’d sort of hoped we could fit narrow bookshelves, but I’ve nixed the idea as it would then be impossible to walk along there and I’m tired of climbing over half the bed to get in.
So the plan just now is plenty of hooks and other things to hang things on. Practical, right? Well, practical can be combined with decorative, so I’m going to insist we put a little effort into finding attractive hooks. I’d like a nice variety over the length of the space, actually, preferably at different heights, too, to make it look a little interesting. Come to think of it, there will be room for pictures and other wall decorations over the hooks, too, we have a few things we need to find room for, so this is a good thing.
So far I’ve put one thing up, this hook that I purchased last year at a Christmas market:
Isn’t it just perfect? It’s designed by Lillian Tørlen, and I’ve found her designs – apropriately called Hanging About – on the web before. Doing a quick search now I see she’s moved to selling through Epla, “the Norwegian Etsy”, and her shop is also called Hanging About.
As you can see, it’s the perfect place to hang some of my small bags:
Making a mental note to try to make it to the Christmas market in question this year as well, I could always shop through Epla, but it’s more fun in person – if she’s there, that is.
Edited: It suddenly occurred to me to check the tag, and of course there is a Hanging About website: www.hanging-about.com. There’s even a list of shops that stock them, and there’s one in Trondheim, juhu.
A woman is driving alone across country when she sees a Navajo woman standing by the side of the road. Since she is lonely for some company, she stops and asks the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. The Navajo woman gets in the car without a word. After a few minutes the driver notices that the Navajo woman has been observing everything in the car, still without speaking a word.
Finally the Navajo woman speaks. She says “what’s in paper bag?” The woman, looking down at a brown paper bag on the console next to her responds, “It’s a really good bottle of wine and I got for my husband.”
The Navajo woman thinks for a moment and responds….”Good trade.”
I’m not a big fan of rules in general, but these are my kind of rules “Let’s get some things straight before I get old and uncool”: 1001 rules for my unborn son.
I guess I should have started earlier if I wanted to write something similar for the lass (I’m old and uncool already, I suspect), though I will try to instill some of these, as most are applicable to girls as well – even the one about committing to the tie (should she chose to wear one).
And this quote: “The hardest job kids face today is learning good manners without seeing any” (Fred Astaire). We were talking about this just the other day, because one of the words the lass pronounces most clearly is “Thanks” (that is: “takk” in Norwegian). Even though she uses t for k in most words, in this case it is a very clear and strong k. And she started saying it without being prompted, it seems to just come naturally when she is given something, like a glass of milk. Which is not so surprising, as the husband and I say it ourselves all the time. Children learn by example. Or, as the saying has it: Monkey see, monkey do.
And a lot of people should pay mind to this one, especially when posting pictures of others (including their own kids): 239. Never post a picture online you wouldn’t feel comfortable showing your mother, your boss, and the dean of admissions.
And she links to: Test and build your vocabulary and cause rice to be donated at the same time. Does it get better? (Well, yes, if they just gave the rice away anyway or even if there was no need for rice donations in the first place because everyone got enough to eat, I suppose things would be even better. Still: Vocabulary game, you know?)