Marina mini-crochet dress- for those BFF bears

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Hello again,
After the last small cushion cover, last week I also worked on this project. It so happens that my daughter loves her Marina, Fresh Beat band, crochet dress I made for her before Christmas, if it was up to her she would wear it every other day. I don’t let her to, but she does wear it often.
Now that she got this BFF bear, a Spring sensation she got for her birthday at build a bear workshop, she also wanted her friend Lizzy to have a matching dress for herself. I did it, since I put up the pattern for the child’s one, I really didn’t find much trouble putting this one together.

Hope you like how it came out:

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

Marina fresh beat band crochet mini dress- by Glaser Crafts

She liked it, from Monday on it’s been her only outfit, she wears in bed and during the day, Lizzy the bear I mean,

Yeah, see you later on,

take care,

Drikka

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Easter bunny is here, I mean it!

Hello my friends!

Starting with the Valentine’s day in the middle of February we go on with our lovely projects into the so expected and already mentioned Spring.

Let just say Spring is in the air, last year I thought the Easter bunny had come by night to visit us, the paw prints have proven to be of a cat in reality, well this year I saw the bunny, sneaked behind the curtains and Voila! No one can think it is a mistake, here is the pic for you.

Up above there him is a bird house, and because these birds (sparrows) did not migrate, we kept on feeding them, so all through the Winter they had a place to come,

sparrows in Glaser Crafts

sparrows in Glaser Crafts backyard

so did their friend the bunny. This made my daughter really happy, she knew now the Easter bunny had been well fed, so he would like to come for Easter and make sure she was glad too!

bunny in GlaserCrafts

bunny in GlaserCrafts- backyard

So I thought you would like to see,

Take care,

Drikka

A bitter sweet Christmas Tale- true story

Note: If you’re a vegan, I don’t think this piece of writing is suitable for you, I’m sorry.

Our very own crochet Christmas banner at the door- decoration by Betty

Our very own crochet Christmas banner at the door

I love Christmas, guess I always will. I cry out of most Christmas songs and feel deeply touched, emotionally connected with pretty much everything that has to do with this time of the year.
When I was a little girl, my dad always ‘took care’ of the meat we ate at home, at these festivities the pork was divine.
Dad loved baking it in honor of his deceased mom. He grew up in an underprivileged environment therefore having pork once a year alone meant Christmas for him and his 7 siblings.

So, after he got married, every year around April he would go down to a local farm choose a piglet, start to “feed” (at home he would spare food for the piglet, we never got to know all that for sure -I mean I guess he did say it over and over, but then again we wouldn’t listen) and pay for it. By the end of the year that would’ve been paid in full and his to take home and bake for Christmas.

My Mom was in charge of the many desserts, granny made the Christmas cake, and some Brazilian traditional treats, she did it like no one else does, or ever will -after all she was my granny-. As for the rest of the family my uncles and aunties would bring other foods along with their presence and love.

Then Daddy died in one May that was so unfair! My elder brother and I were living away and used to go home on weekends and for holidays. That year we had a series of financial setbacks, but we managed to buy a nice huge chicken, Mom was still shaken by the fact of not having him around, granny too old and busy taking care of my grandpa in bed. So I stepped up and offered to do most of the cooking, when I thought about to the poultry: a chicken… I would have to season it to perfection to make up for not having the usual turkey, not having my Dad’s seasoning, and having no idea  what Daddy used besides love to make his food taste so like Christmas. I had to make sure my little siblings wouldn’t miss him that much. And I was left with a chicken.

One day before Christmas Eve a man knocked at our door asking for Mom. He told her that earlier that year Daddy went to his farm picked a piglet and was sending it food as usual then he stopped. Because that particular year daddy had paid in full, he never did that before, the man assumed daddy would go and fetch the pork. Much to his surprise he learned the daddy had passed away early in May, so he decided to take it himself and hand it to Mom.

Mom almost fainted, feeling sorry for both her and the pig, not knowing what to do with it, and my brothers gladly carried it into the kitchen. We never knew for sure if daddy had paid for it in full or not, it was so not like him.
Anyway, now I had to be quick, still no clue, but much more material to work with. I was deeply touched, daddy looked after us. Turned on the radio, to “fill up my tank” and cooked like crazy.

Do I have to say that luckily I found in the rear back of a cupboard a large variety of seasoning labeled with his handwriting? Do I have to say that our dog who was always beside him while cooking, was now restlessly beside me? Do I have to say that there were no mourning tears for that Christmas Day? Some relatives showed up, even one wealthy uncle, he could not resist trying what he said was: “-Some delicious turkey!”?

No, I don’t, because that very Christmas taught me we have to bury our beloved dead ones, pay them respect, share our love, and keep going. Once in a while we weep, then we keep going. That is life, with all there is to it.

…           …         …          …        …

If you ask me what our plans for this coming X’mas are, I ‘ll have to say: we don’t know yet.  Because we did not quite fit in the Brazilian communities up here, and do not have close Canadian friends, to share such a family event together, we might either spend the three of us, eating my food, again; or travel somewhere interesting and have a good time.

It takes about 2 days to go back to Brazil and the tickets for this time of the year are shamefully too expensive. Of course I miss my family which is kind of large, and my in-laws too, after 16 years together they are kind of my own family extended.
I don’t regret being here especially because my daughter is so happy, I am not sorry for us, we all know that in one way or another we will end up having what is takes for a perfect Season, that is being among the ones we love and care the most.

Thank you for passing by,

take care,

Drikka.

Fresh Beat Band style- costume crochet dress

Hi, doing great, I hope:

My daughter loves this show The Fresh beat band, she hated that they’ve changed the  actress of Marina’s character, apparently she is not alone so she keeps watching the old episodes we have recorded on our DVR. If you have kids you know how they like to see things -say, more than once…

Then three weeks ago she felt like having the Marina’s dress this one bellow:

Since  my sewing machine is still out of order… I offered her to buy a T-shirt this color, add the details in pink, and presto!

No way she,  wanted a crochet one. See how she won me I quote “Mom I really really really would love it if you could crochet  me a Marina’s dress then that would be my own”.

So, considering she is still in that fase she is my fan -who knows what might come in teenagehood?

I decided to give it a try and came up with it, I finally finished it up yesterday. How do you like it?

crochet dress Marina-fresh beat band

crochet costume Marina Fresh beat Band

She felt so happy, she almost went to bed in it. I got lots of kisses hugs, and I am still a queen, or a fairy to her eyes.

Next thing she wants now are the drums… well this is something she has to see with her Daddy.

Take good care,

Drikka.

Crochet flower barrette- construction

I believe you have seen the crochet flower barrettes I’ve made recently here for my daughter and for the girls here.

Crochet flower Hair barrette

Crochet flower Hair barrette

It is pretty easy to make, specially once you have done a crochet necklace, don’t like how it comes out, try to figure out what to do with it, and have a daughter with reasonably long hair. They definitely need as many different kinds of barrette they can possibly have!

So enough talking, what you need is a crochet flower string, you can find ideas and patterns here, here and here these crochet atists are  so talented I’m sure you will all agree with me or three small crochet flowers.

Material:

3 colored mini crochet flowers,

hot glue gun

a “bare” hair barrete

a pair of scissors

First you arrange your flowers the way you believe is the best in the barrette.

Now with the glue gun, glue each flower at a time. Allow a few seconds for each flower to set, then go to the next.When you are done, allow a few more seconds for your wok to be complete.

Hope you like it!

Take good care,

Drikka