mollie makes...

hurrah, hooray!

i do believe tomorrow is the big day for Mollie Makes to appear Stateside, i say the wording 'i do believe' because my little memory recall has told me tomorrow is the day. if it is not then please do not be cross with me, be cross with my failing memory recall system.

i believe (another belief you may or may not wish to take notice of) the second issue will also be coming out in England at the same time. have i now confused you? so issue one will be out Stateside and i believe Europe, sorry Australia i have no believing to share with you or any other country who may be now looking to me and my 'font of all knowledge' which is drying up rapidly as i tippity type this.

so shall we recap.

issue one of Mollie Makes out Stateside and Europe quite possibly tomorrow (9th June) in Barnes & Nobles and Joanns. okay so obviously that is not in Europe, i have no idea what lovely shops will have it in Europe, just like i appear to have no idea what i am talking about this morning.

issue two will be on sale in UK also tomorrow (9th June) possibly :)

right, well i am sure that was all most helpful

i got my little mitts on a copy a few weeks back, kindly sent to me. alas my mother like so many others in old blighty has yet to get her mitts on a copy of issue one. this kind of makes me a little sad to think my first ever proper interview in a UK mag and my lovely mother has missed out on seeing it.

for all i know she may wish to cut it out, get out her little glue stick and stick it in a scrap book. having visualized my mother at her kitchen table, weeping at the big empty page in her old Woolworth's scrap book i have been left with no alternative but to leave the shed tomorrow morning and believe in all my believing and hunt down a copy Stateside. when said copy has been hunted i will happily pay way more than the UK price because after all this is my mother we are talking about and then i will place it in my luggage and fly the magazine back over to England so my mother can dry her tears, put away her cotton hankie, get out her little glue stick and fill her empty scrap book page.

yes that is what i will do dearest readers.

"so what do you think of Mollie Makes then Tif?" i hear you ask, which is really handy cause i needed someone to ask me so i could continue with my waffle.

well since you asked so nicely... i like it, i like it a whole lot. it has filled a gaping big hole so obvious upon the magazine shelves and i think they have done a spiffy job of it. a lifestyle magazine for us crafty loving souls. i was chuffed to see they used the tag line 'living and loving handmade', it was one of several i offered to them and i think this one fits the magazine perfectly perfect.

every page has something to inspire those rusty dusty creative cogs, i have to admit many of the folks and their wonderful work i already knew about, but then again i live in the crafty cyber world so that is not surprising. the magazine is sprinkled with quality how-tos, including two by my lovely friend Lola. i noted her contributor photo was totally peachy and had me wanting to be her right then and there. i noted mine was somewhat lacking on the peachy front but you do get a nice shot from my shoulders to my knee caps in denim overalls :)

several pages caused me to gasp 'thee gasp' and i felt a stirring in my crafty heart and an itching in my crafty hands to create. surely right there shows how well they did at putting their first issue together.

if you love inspiring creative blogs and on many an occasion have wished to hold them in your hands to pour over with a nice cup of tea, then i do believe you will love a ganders at Mollie Makes. they have a subscription offer for overseas, however i have yet to commit, i would love to but oversea subscriptions even with discounts are a big money commitment. i am on the fence, i am teetering in my clogs and i so want to just go for it, jump off that fence in my clogs and land with a smile and happy feeling of spending my money wisely and not with a twisted ankle because of jumping with clogs on. which will it be? gosh, i think the best thing to do, is wait until i have had a ganders at issue two before i commit. that is called being wise in clogs whilst balancing on a fence.

so all in all,

yes, i like Mollie Makes,

yes, i am most delighted to have had tea with them

and

yes, i will be out and about tomorrow in my clogs, 'believing' i will find a copy for my mother

she is thinking her and Leonard the Lens are not a match made in heaven ~ Tif

things of very little need to know but then again...

thing one to know:

a wrappy braidy coif can be achieved

even with my small offering of braidiness

obviously a long way to go in its wrappy braidy ways

but 'tis one none the less

and one with potential towards

a great and peachy wrappy braid coif

in the future

thing two to know:

combine said shown wrappy braidy coif with clogs

and a peachy summer apron wrap

and surely of all surelies ever to have surely gone before,

summer must be just around the corner

thing three to know:

Mr Spell Checker has advised me

i have over 13 misspelt words in this here short ramble.

i have advised Mr SC

i have no idea what he is talking about

she is getting out Mr Shark, letting him get all hot and bothered under the collar and freshly pressed apron wraps will be in her little store by thursday ~ Tif

footynote: did i hear someone just say "about blimen' time too Tif",

"fair enough, fair enough" say i

yesterday and today...

yesterday:

* i announced to the hairdresser i required a vibrant red streak down one side of my hair, i also told her of my plans to grow my tresses long enough to wrap braids around my bonce. further informing her, i was starting now so as to be well equipped with my new braidy wrappy coif, when and as i become a granny. i noted in the reflection of the mirror a bubble coming from her head saying
"barking mad"

* pottled in the thrift store in the hopes of 'switching off' my little brain's cogs which are starting to drive me insane with their incessant talking. noted it was full of the most peachiest finds. i needed to dig deep and find my inner strength to resist all their charms. i left the store with a few forsaken souls and a lovely kitschy bunch of flowers for the kitchen table. i also left the store with guilt due to the other lovelies i left behind 'a wishing and a hoping' for a bit of loving

*put lots of fake flowers on the outside table in the hope of discouraging my 6 chickie peas from spending time on said table. so far it has done the job, but then again, it has only been one day and they were distracted by some lovely things to scratch about in, the other end of the yard. next spot of rain and they will be back on top of the table and chances are this time, they will think it most kind of me to 'pretty up' their little place to sit and rest a while, whilst leaving a trail of dropping and dust

today:

*trying to remove very big creases in three yards of oilcoth, i need heat and as we are lacking in it here, i have resorted to a hairdryer. after a while i had to give up due to guilt again, this time to do with the electricity bill. but there is hope, for tomorrow we have been told Mr Sun is stopping by. we are giddy with the anticipation of his arrival and therefore i will lay my oilcloth outside the minute he arrives and hope he does a nice job of smoothing out the creases so my lovely oilcloth may sit upon the kitchen island looking peachy and not pants

*due to giddiness about possible sighting of Mr Sun, i am hemming two summer frocks. both were maxi dresses with little shoe strings straps in pretty floral fabric from H&M. a bobby bargain but i do not do floor length for fear of tripping or worst still as i whoosh around my shed in floor length dress, i would take all Used Dog's hair with me and worst still than that, quite possibly sweep Little Olive off her little feet and loose her under all the fabric whooshing around my ankles. i can see it now...

"has anyone seen Little Olive?" i would ask my clan, becoming quite distressed at mislaying her.

no one would have seen her and the day would be terribly upsetting. upon going to bed, fretting about my lost little friend i would lift up my maxi dress to do some kind of weird ritual of trying to get it over my head without putting my neck out and Voila! out would pop Little Olive from around my ankles delighted to have been rescued from the folds of my dress and see daylight again.

too risky a risk to take therefore, i shall make them knee length and then ponder if a pocket must be added. for indeed since becoming a cotton hankie user (new years resolution still going strong by jove!) i have needed pockets in all my attire. then tomorrow when the sun is shinning down on me, i will be ready to bare a little flesh in my new sun frock and if i happen to sneeze at his brightness, a handy dandy pocket containing a cotton hankie will be close by

*i am eating stale hobnob cookies from the cupboard, we are almost out of anything with chocolate, fortunately i found an old half eaten packet lurking in the cupboard and such is my withdrawal from the sweet stuff, i am chewing my way through their staleness as i tippity tap this ramble

the happiest of happy weekends for all, would be nice she is thinking ~ Tif

footynote: gosh! just went downstairs and it looks like Bingo Bee and myself are not the only ones at mossy shed anticipating the arrival of Mr Sun