okay, here's a big catch up post, nevermind that i know i'm going to miss half of the things i wanted to share or that the photos i finally managed to take are somewhat terrible or that, really, each of these things deserves it's own lengthy post - let's just get caught up, shall we? and move on from here. amen.
first up: mornington peninsula (thanks heaps, you guys, for the suggestions of things to do). despite terrible weather we still managed to have a great time visiting chilly beaches, checking out red hill and a crazy number of antique and op shops. my sister and i spent a luxurious baby free afternoon perusing the mornington antique center (no website that i could find but i did find this drool worthy list of antique shops in the area), not to be confused with tyabb packing house or the tyabb antique center, also in the area. the mornington one is also HUGE but is tucked away in this weird semi hidden warehouse off mornington-tyabb road. we almost missed it and there were not many other people there but it is AMAZING. truly amazing. i thought the prices (mostly) were great, sometimes not much more than op shop prices, and there is such a phenomenal amount of stuff. i walked away with a big woven picnic basket for $10, the above vintage ice cream tin for $5, a Liberty hankie for $3 and other goodies that are slipping my mind at the moment (i knew i should have photographed everything as soon as we got back to the beachouse). we hit plenty an op shop while we were down there too, here's a little sampling of my finds:
TWO pyrex cracker barrels from different shops, the yellow one was $4 and the gold $1, wooden play fruit for mae for $4 and i had to pick up this golden book for 50¢ - "goodbye, tonsils"... too funny!
sweet little shotglass with a dachshund playing for 50¢, perfect for mae's future play kitchen.
to sum up: mornington peninsula = pure goodness. i've been planning our next visit and scheming up ways that we could permanently move down there ever since we got home. love, love, love.
christmas: we were totally spoiled with goodies from canada, too many great things to remember or mention for fear of forgetting other equally great gifts (although i have to say the charlie harper books from old navy are VERY cool). maesey got plenty of clothes and toys, which she looked at through red rimmed, watery eyes and a blocked nose - santa also brought her first cold for christmas which was not very fun for anyone involved (still shaking fist at santa). i made her a new oobee blankee to help with bedtime setting once we ditch the swaddle (soon... soon. she's not using it for naps anymore so we're one step closer) and was super lucky enough to organise a swap with melissa* of tiny happy for these amazing handmade dolls to give her.
aren't they fabulous?? melissa sent along a pair of her gorgeous booties for mae as well and they are reversible so you get not one pair but two, really. i love everything and as much as mae would love to get her drooly little mouth on these dollies, they are for display purposed only - until she is a little older.
here are the swap oobees i sent over for the tiny happy kidlets, complete with patchwork scarves to combat the norwegian cold : )
crafting: i made cushion covers for my sister and sister-in-law out of the gorgeous fabric lara sent me but, of course, didn't think to photograph them until it was too late (heath, maybe you can take pic of them in situ and send it to me?) but i also made a set of cushions for our couch with the lovely drops print.
the lighting is terrible in the photo but you get the gist. they are smallish and lovely plus gave me the perfect excuse to cut into this amazing, thick, handwoven vintage linen that a friend from edmonton sent me. i just made a simple envelope closure using the selvedge, isn't it wonderful?
next up: oh, nine, goals and resolutions for this year.
*have i mentioned that melissa and i somehow look a crazy amount alike? every time i see a profile or partial shot of her i automatically think, "oh, someone took a picture of me..." it's really bizarre.