Category Archives: Musing



I think we may have had our last snowfall.  Of course, now that I’ve said that, we will probably get inches more.  Since the Hellboys don’t go outside, Prince Charming thought they would like to explore snow, so he scooped up a bunch and brought it indoors.

They were absolutely NOT interested.  Not even when I took a bit and let them sniff around.  Nope.  Cold.  Wet.  No thanks!  That response even from the one who likes water, and drinks out of any running faucet.


When Beads Go Bad


img_4374Yup, there they were hanging out on the street corner.  Smoking unfiltered cigarettes.  Being obnoxious and unkind to passers by.  Acting like they owned the world and could do whatever they liked.  Rude and uncivilized, these beads were.

So,w hat happened?  Was it poor parenting on my part?  Did they not like their comfy spot in the bin with the other reds and pinks?  Nope.  Not at all.

I left the beads, and the necklace made with them sitting in the sun on the beading table.  For a couple months.  Thinking not much about it.  Until I went to use them in another project.  Just a few dashes of hot pink would set things off.  Only to find that as I started stitching quite a number of them needed to be culled.  Their color was off.  Way off!

It turned out these were an early purchase, probably when Miyuki first came out with galvanized colors.  The older beads were not color fast.  They had sat merrily in the strong Nevada sun, bleaching themselves from pink to magenta to rust.  Bad beads!  Bad!

Research revealed that newer beads no long suffer this tragic fate.  I ordered a new batch.  BUT, just to be sure, they sat in the window for a solid month.  I wasn’t taking any chances.

Then I cut Tuxedo Waves apart, and re-did it with beads that would last.

And those bad beads?  They’re back in their flip-top waiting for another project.  Something will come along where fading beads will be called for?  Maybe a design based on a horror story?

Mojo, Mojo


fruityWherefore art thou, Mojo?

My creative mojo seems to have left on an extended vacation.  I am sure she’s hightailed it out of town, headed for warmer climes.  No doubt, sitting on a sandy beach somewhere, sipping fruity drinks.

Not that I care to follow suit.  We’ve had some truly gorgeous snowfalls the past couple days.

However, it would be very nice if she were to return, so I could get started on some of these projects running through my head.  Are you listening, Ms. Mojo?

Someone’s Listening


phoneYou know all those times you’re at a web site, and there’s the little “Contact Us” form at the bottom.  You fill it out and never hear from anyone?

Not so with the Butterick Pattern web site!  There is actually a real live human on the other end.  They even respond!  I was surprised, to say the least.

At your suggestion, dear readers, I sent them a note about the error I found with B6417.  This is their response:

Thank you for your email concerning Butterick Patterns.  Whenever possible we try to provide our home sewers with the information they desire. You’re right, C & D do not have the shawl collar as A & B. This will be corrected. Thanks for alerting me.
Consumer Services
McCall/Butterick/Vogue/Kwik Sew Patterns
McCall Pattern Company, Inc.

Is it me?


b6417_aI was online during the holidays looking at patterns. Everyone seems to have something on sale, and the Big Four pattern companies were no exception.

Then something caught my eye.

The top on the right is part of the Fall/Winter collection on the Butterick web site.  As a sewist, I find the line drawings to be more useful than either the photographs or the illustrations.

Which led to this conundrum: b6417

Does anyone besides me see something off-kilter with views C and D?

The back shows a collar.  The front has no collar.  Where does it go?

Is this finally an example of the Amazing Disappearing Collar?
Has the last collar-no-collar pattern been captured by Butterick to grace their lookbook?
Did the proof reader have a little too much nog in their eggnog?
Maybe the illustrator was sipping hot buttered rum, without the hot butter?

I am tempted to get the pattern, just to see what is what…

Chitter Chitter


IMG_3722Weather is warming up, here at Casa Thunderpaws.  This is evidenced by the birds and other wildlife that have come to call.

It’s been warm enough to start opening the windows in the afternoons.  This has made the cats quite happy.  There are new smells to energize kitty brains.

This little fellow caused quite a stir.  All three of the Hellboys were in the window, and he was scolding them no end!

Go away!  Don’t look at me!  This is my patio!

Scram!  Scoot!  Skedaddle!

One by one, the Hellboys left the window.  If Mr. Squirrel wasn’t going to come inside to play, they had other cat business to attend to.