Tears and Tantrums

The biggest tragedy of my week was accidentally washing my hair in anti -dandruff shampoo on Friday. I've been walking round looking like a scarecrow every since. Don't believe me ? Have a look at the result. Anti dandruff shampoo is just nasty! 

In my own defence, I thought it was a 2 in 1 shampoo and conditioner in a sample bottle because the writing was so tiny I couldn't read it without my glasses ,(and obviously refused to get out of the shower to put them on to read the teeny tiny bottle). Kirsty helpfully pointed out that it could have been worse, particularly if I had used Nair instead of anti dandruff shampoo. 

Mr. P came up with an interesting solution to ensuring such an incident did not occur again in the future, because even regular sized bottles of shampoo and conditioner are getting increasingly hard to read without glasses (and who wears glasses in the shower?) He wandered off to the shops on Saturday and came back with these. That's right - they're bottles that are 4 times the size of the regular bottle on the right ...

Now I have to take up weight training so I have the strength to lift these damn things when I want to shampoo and condition my hair. 

I had a finish of the quilty kind this weekend. You know when you have an idea and can't wait to get started on a new project? You cut and sew fabric and it comes together like a dream. It looks just like the vision  in your head and you can't wait to see it finished and snuggle under it. Your quilting comes together perfectly and the project looks fabulous. Yeah - well that wasn't this project in any way shape or form. 

I'm afraid the triangle quilt and I were at odds with each other from the very start and our relationship degenerated into name calling and teary scenes along the way. I think I have referred to this quilt as the Mexican wave quilt once or twice because during the process of sewing it became quite fluted. I unpicked and re-sewed and points simply refused to match up despite my best efforts. In desperation, I halved the size of it mid way through putting the rows together just to be closer to a finish because I was So. Over. It. Smaller quilt does not = feeling more love. This is one seriously dodgy quilt - from the piecing to the quilting to the binding. Henceforth you are getting a long shot of it so you cant see how dodgily bad it is. 

May I present to you the quilt I have now named "Craptastic". I couldn't even be bothered making it pretty for the photo shoot (why flog a dead horse?) ...I just kind of threw it on the lawn and snapped a shot. If I didn't have to have evidence for the FAL at Katy's this one may never have seen the light of day. 

And in my final news for this week , Sister of Pyjamas is in the US at the moment. She's going to be travelling around the country for a while so if you see someone that looks like the girl on the far right and she's speaking with an Aussie accent go up and say hello. And she does have actual teeth although fear obviously sucked them back into her head somehow in this picture...

She is so going to kill me for posting that....


You can see my original FAL post here.