Cat-astrophe

The 12 cubic foot bean bag refill we bought last weekend is meant to be used for a number of different shaped cushions, so I've been quite busy sewing them up in the past few days. There's a roll, a sweet-shaped cushion, a few square meter big ones, the lot! The pile-of-pillows (photo link added later) is growing on a daily basis, and I actually think I have (and have had) almost enough now.

The only project that I have not yet been able to finish is the cowchair, but that's because of the hundreds of upholstery nails that need to be removed before I can start building it up again. By doing a handful every day I've already taken out more than two-thirds of them, but that still leaves many to be done. And then the reupholstering! I think on Saturday I may actually just put the chair in the garden with the fabric thrown over it, and do the actual work after the party, when I have time to do it right.

Whilst sitting in the garden yesterday, doing some preparatory work on a little pouffe that needed to be filled still, I heard a noise inside the house. Since WM was not at home that struck me as odd, so I went to investigate and found the neighbours' cat in our kitchen (so much for trying to air out the house by opening all doors and windows)! The cat, as startled by my entry as I was by it being there, jumped out of the kitchen into our hallway, ran like a flash through my sewing room and out the open door into the garden, where a large plastic bag full of white little polystyrene balls was waiting. Not for the cat, but for me, obviously. Cat merely ran past it, but the bag, already open for me to use, tipped over (have no fear, that stuff weighs nothing; no animals were hurt in this production). A little gust of wind decided to show up right at that moment and carried thousands of tiny white balls into the air, creating a little typhoon. It was a party for one, and a few days early, oh well! Although I can't imagine this stuff being really environmentally friendly; I'm NOT going to vacuum the garden. No darling, I'm not.

Pillow Talk and Musical Chairs

WM and I will be hosting a BBQ in early August, and we're hoping for the summer to arrive before then so we can just put loads and loads of cushions in the garden instead of have people sit on chairs (of which of course we don't have enough, but more on that subject later)! This past weekend, after shopping around for -but still not buying- a digital camera on Saturday, we went fabric shopping on Sunday. The curtain factory outlet once again proved to be the perfect place: we came home with meters and meters of fabric for gorgeous cushions; all very different in style, and all very colourful, some beautiful, some truly ugly, but fun nonetheless. I would of course have posted a picture if our hunt on Saturday had been successful, but now you're just going to have to wait.

Immediately after our decision to host a party, the subject of seating arrangements came up. We used to have quite a few chairs around our table in the kitchen, but mysteriously they started to break down one after the other (it must have to do with WM's great cooking). My WM wouldn't be a WM if he didn't find a solution: two pink chairs sitting outside a bar that was being refurbished. So now we're lounging at the kitchen table! A few months after, he found an armchair on the pavement and decided that it would have to come home with him. Fact that it was too dirty to sit on was not a deterrent, and once I got used to the idea, I actually started liking the chair. Of course I have my own idea of how to make this chair part of our interior: it will have to be dressed up as a cow (mooooh!). Hopefully I can get this done before the party, but I'm not entirely sure of that; it's quite a project. If not, then maybe the chairs WM found outside a few days ago (which are an exact match to the chairs we used to have in the kitchen before the pinkies moved in), will come in handy...