True Love

My husband, Igor, is so cute sometimes.  He has this thing he does where he will put the last slivers of soap from a used up bar onto the tub drain, thinking it will quickly and miraculously dissolve and disappear while he goes and opens a new bar to use.  And he’s partially right. It does quickly disappear, but it’s NO miracle.  I scoop that disgusting bath turd out of the drain along with any gross hair it has collected along the way and toss it right into the trash when it’s my turn to shower. I haven’t told him this.  I just let him have his dreams.

He lets me win sometimes when we play board games together so he lets me have mine too.

Now THAT is true love.  🙂

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Maddy on Vacation

In February, we took Maddy on vacation with us to Disney World in Florida.  It was a great getaway from the enormous amounts of snow we got this year and the frigid temperatures.  All in all, I think Maddy had a great time, even though we had to make some special adjustments for her.


She was so excited about the trip that I had to whip her up some of her very own Mickey ears during the long drive down to Florida.  She didn’t want to take them off for anything!


She forgot to pack extra underwear so I had to do some laundry at the hotel (good thing I remembered to pack tiny clothespins).  And she found her buddy Aran Wool “stowed away” in her luggage.  Hmmm.


She thought the “snowmen” down there looked rather odd.


At the parks, she got to meet with a lot of the characters.  She really loved the princesses!

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She did a little shopping in China and Mexico at Epcot!


She enjoyed strolling through the flower beds (we told her they were botanical gardens).  And she enjoyed a ride or two.


But Maddy was too small for a lot of the rides so we had to make her some fun.  For instance, the hot tub at the hotel was way too deep for her so we had to make do with letting her take a dip in Chief Wiggums’ coffee at Universal Studios.


And I also tried creating my own “ride” for her back at the hotel room.  I called it, “The Hurricane.”  She didn’t really like it.


Still, she had such a great time that she didn’t want to leave to go home (or remove her Mickey ears).



But after the long drive home and a little time to relax after so much fun, all was right with the world again.



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The Story of the Phoney Drip


One day, I was home alone on a cloudy, rainy day and every so often I would hear a loud single drip. Now, I panicked because we live in New England and had already had an issue with ice dams in the 1st floor bedroom (which is now my craft room). It would only happen every so often and so I’d keep listening to hear it and try and find where it was coming from.

Finally, I was pretty sure I had narrowed it down to the living room.

So I stayed in the living room, keeping still and quiet, and listening to try to narrow it down more and more. I checked every discolored spot on the ceiling, standing on a stool to touch it to make sure it wasn’t wet. I needed to find it to put a bucket under it to catch the drips.

Well, I couldn’t locate it for sure – so I finally felt defeated and called hubby at work. I felt terrible telling him that we had another leak somewhere and that i couldn’t find it because of all the work he had already done in the craft room.

And I knew it was the last thing he needed to hear while at work and thinking of other problems to solve. Poor Igor.

After hanging up with him, I still listened and tried to figure it out. Finally – a lightbulb went off in my head.

I had just gotten a new phone and had made the default tone a little drip sound so it wouldn’t be annoying or distracting if we were out. And it was sitting on the coffee table in the living room! It had been my darn phone the whole time, making the drip noise whenever i got a Facebook notification!!!!!!


Was I ever happy to call Igor back at work and tell him I’d solved the mystery and that he had nothing to worry about. Hahaha!

P.S. Boy that drip sure sounded a lot louder when in the house alone though.

If you have a funny story due to a strange sound on your phone, please feel free to share in comments.

If you would like to make your own little drip, follow the instructions below.

Phoney Drip


This pattern is my property and is not to be copied or reposted. It should remain free and finished objects made from it may be sold. Credit should be given to me as the designer.  Links to the original pattern location are appreciated.

Copyright 2014 Author: Tina Le Page – Mad Crochet Lab, All rights reserved

This pattern uses U.S. crochet terms and is worked in the round.  Place a stitch marker at the end of each round and move it with the completion of each round to hold your place.

Skills Needed to Make this Experiment:

Working in Round, Chain (CH), Single Crochet (SC), Increase (INC), Invisible Decrease (INV DEC), Work in Back Loop Only (BLO)


F Size Hook (3.75mm), Pair of Safety Eyes in Desired Size, Blue Worsted Weight Yarn, Polyester Fiberfill, Stitch Marker, Tapestry Needle


Starting at top,

1. CH 2, 3 SC in 2nd CH from hook = 3

2. INC, SC in each of last 2 SC = 4

3. INC, SC in each of last 3 SC = 5

4. INC, SC in each of last 4 SC = 6

5. *SC in next, INC in next, repeat from * around = 9

6. SC in next 3, INC in next 3, SC in last 3 = 12

7. SC in next 4, INC in next 4, SC in last 4 = 16

8. INC in next 4, SC in last 12 = 20

9-10. Work even = 20

11. *SC 4, INC, repeat from * around = 24

12. *SC 2, INV DEC, repeat from * around = 18, place safety eyes now

13. *SC 1, INV DEC, repeat from * around = 12, stuff firmly

14. SC around in BLO = 12 – skip this round if you want a round bottom such as for hanging from a mobile.  Otherwise this round gives you a flatter bottom so the drip can stand up without rolling away.

15. INV DEC all the way around = 6.  Finish off.  Thread yarn tail into tapestry needle and weave through the outer loops of each stitch around, pulling tight to gather.  Knot and hide tail inside body.



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Winners and Market Basket

I’m pleased to announce that Carla of Carla’s Cuties won the fortune cookie writing contest in my previous post.  All of the cookie messages were great though and the comments have been revealed so you can see all the entries.  Carla was given the choice of any of my pay patterns as a prize.  She chose the Crocodile Stitch Fish Tie/Applique so she would have a project to practice that stitch!


I’ve seen her work – it is fabulous – so I have no doubt that she will have it mastered in short order.

And now I’d like to talk a little bit about some other winners in my book.  I’m talking about the associates and customers of Market Basket.  For those of you who don’t know about it, Market Basket is a local grocery store chain, headquartered in my state of Massachusetts.  It’s been a family owned business and a staple to the community for many years- offering lower prices to customers and decent jobs to the associates.  But recently, the chain has been all but shut down over internal fighting within the family that owns it.  What I think makes the associates and customers winners, is the solidarity they’ve been showing in boycotting the chain and it’s Board of Directors’ horrible decisions.  Now I know there are two sides to every story and that in any conflict there is not always necessarily a “good guy” and a “bad guy,” not to mention we will never know all the facts in this case regarding the family feud.  Regardless, the associates and customers have made their demands known, have successfully and non-violently banded together along with service providers and delivery personnel and vendors and business partners, going without paychecks, receiving reduced hours of employment, or spending more money to shop elsewhere.  They are doing this without any union.

I drove by one of the local Market Basket’s the other day and before I got there, I already had it in my mind that there was no way that the people in this area, a moderate to lower income region, would be able to go without their beloved Market Basket.  But as I got into view of the market and saw the empty parking lot and the 9 or 10 associates with their picket signs outside the store, it was all I could do to keep from tearing up.  I was so proud of the associates for sticking to their principles and demands.  I was overcome with a feeling of comradery with all the other customers who chose NOT to shop there during this time, paying higher prices elsewhere to show their support.  I drove closer to the associates and rolled down my window to ask if there had been any news and was told by a determined yet hopeful woman that no, there was no news yet.  Then I asked if she and her fellow associates needed anything, as it was getting close to lunch time.  I would have at that moment, found a way to bring them all something to eat and drink.  She told me they were “all set” and thanked me and smiled.  So I honked my horn in support, rolled up my window and drove home from that empty lot with hope in my heart too.

If you’d like to know more, I think this article does a much better job of explaining why this is so important right now, not just for Massachusetts but for the whole U.S.


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