gotta love twittering... ;)

found on: blogadilla

Love the part when Derek says, "it seems like twittering is just like randomly bragging about your unexceptional life." hehehe!

Thank you...

Thanks to all of you who commented on my last post.  I appreciate all of your comments and, whether you know it or not,  you've all helped me to make a little more sense out of the confusion. :)


In turn, I am feeling a lot stronger about what I will probably do, and that is good.  I don't think that any decision could or would be easy in this situation, but I am lucky that I do have a choice.  I am fully aware of that and am grateful that I have time to come to terms with any decision that I make regarding mastectomy's or hysterectomy's.

I will be moving back to posting about craft in the next day or so.  April's cloth has been designed and made.  More singleton buttons have been crafted and a fun weekend was had by all of us...


Check out the tent/fort/cave that we slept in on Saturday night!

Old sheets pegged to some rope covering nearly the entire lounge = loads of fun!

We also went to see Monsters vs. Aliens 3D yesterday...

So yeah, a good weekend!  Hope your's was good too!

brca 1 +

Back in November, I was told that I carried a mutated brca 1 gene.  I've only written twice on the blog about it, here and here. 

There are a couple of reasons for not blogging about it, most of them would go back to just one reason/excuse.  That being, I don't really want to acknowledge that I carry the mutated gene.   Also, I don't want to scare any of my blog readers away.  It's not that I want to pretend I'm perfect, because I'm anything but that.  It's been nice to have a place away from my struggles.  I do think however, that sometimes our struggles can help others who are struggling and so that is why I decided to post about it today.  I would love to be able to talk to someone else going through a similar journey to mine, because I'm not finding it very easy at all. 

I had hoped that by getting the genetic testing done, that I'd be able to stop having all the regular testing (blood tests, pap smears, ultrasounds, mammograms) and that if the worst happened and I carried the gene, it would be better to know than not knowing at all.  I'm not sure if that is true now.  Well, I know it is true, but I still am struggling to come to terms with it all!

You see, I've now been to two different specialists, a breast surgeon and a gynaeologist, and both of them said the same thing.  They both recommended prophylactic mastectomy and a oophorectomy/or hysterectomy.  What does this mean to me, a woman?!  It's scary stuff. 

With the mastectomy's I would get reconstruction straight away, which basically means I would get a boob job for free (thanks Mr. Key!).  The only thing is, is that I'm rather attached to these boob's of mine, and can't imagine what it would be like to get some new ones.  It may not make sense, if you have breast's you don't much like, but mine are okay.

Also, if I get the oophorectomy or have a hysterectomy that means there would be no chance of me ever expanding my family.  Not that, I want to do that or anything.  It's just at the back of my head there somewhere, that if I wanted to, I could, you know...

So, my head has been in the sand.  I haven't wanted to think about it at all.  And then I began reading the book, The Friday Night Knitting Club, a couple of weeks ago.  All I knew about the book was from reading the blurb, and I had no idea what a rollercoaster ride reading the book would be.  It was just a novel, when I began reading, but that changed over the course of the book, when the main character is diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer.  I felt like someone out there really had it in for me, like if I wasn't going to get my head out of the sand by myself, then they'd do it for me... 

I've got myself a group of really neat friends you know who you are who've been supporting me through this process of decision, and I have at times wished that they could make the decision for me, or that Mr Sew-Funky would, or that anyone would really.  But, I know that it truly is my decision.  I'm just a little scared, but I imagine that actually being diagnosed with cancer would be even scarier.  I suppose I am luckier because I have a chance to do something about it before the scariest happens and I'm diagnosed with cancer.  I'm sorry if I am using silly OTT language here.

I had thought that a decision to have an oophorectomy would be easy, because I saw my favourite grandma and aunty die from ovarian cancer, but none of these decisions are easy.

Sometimes, life get's hard.

ties, ties, ties, and yet more ties...

what to do with all the ties!?!

Yeah, I kind of scored big time at Mr Bo's yesterday. Think, THIRTY ties...

Here's the story;
My first visit to Mr Bo. Jumbles I decided to not get any ties, seeing as how they had a big huge bin of them. I figured it would be safe to wait until the next time I visited. Then, on my next visit, I looked for any sign of the tie bin and found none! Not even one tie was left! We are talking about 100's of ties here folks. So, I decided that the next time I saw some there, I'd buy all the ones I liked. Hence 30 ties!

Now, what to do with so many ties.

Hope wants a tie skirt.

I've seen tie quilts.

I'll definately make some buttons out of the good quality silk tie fabric, but what else is there to so with them?

I could become a tie monster...

Yeah, that does look like fun...

My new favourite dress...

I bought it yesterday at Mr Bo. Jumbles, my favourite clothing provider. I feel like it is a bit short (I'm not 20 anymore) and so I decided to wear it over my favourite summery white skirt.

What do you think?

And my new favourite album! I know it's been around a while, but Jonathan bought it for our wedding anniversary, he remembered I loved David Gray... The fact that he remembered speaks more to me than the gift! My heart melts...

Sail away with me, what will be will be...

made | tea wallet

I've been wanting to make one of these ever since they began arriving on the blogging scene last year. And so here are my first two tea wallet proto-type's...

You may remember seeing the fabric for the cat tea wallet on my retreat montage, and yes it was made to match... :) I now have a neat little trio to have in my handbag...

Did you guess that I like cat's, and the colours, orange and green? ;)

I do really LOVE my diary cover... Now I can keep up with everything in my life (and my kid's lives too!)

The green stripy fabric was one of the many fat quarters I received in the sewmamasew fat quarter swap. Thanks Jacqui! All the other fabric was out of my growing stash... I swear my stash is like a living thing!

POSTSCRIPT for Kristy and anyone else who has been wondering;
Tea wallets are to hold teabags in your handbag. You know, if you’ve got a favourite cuppa and want to be able to take it with you to a friends house. Maybe they don’t drink tea or don’t drink the tea you like (eg. Earl Grey). You can buy specialty tea bags (like the kind you get at motels and restaurants) and put them in the pockets. Makes a great gift too!

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Love ya babe.