From time to time I indulge in having my favourite pizza. Like last Monday for example.
My throat started to ache on Tuesday.
The only seminar I have every Tuesday is very boring.
Wednesday morning did I travel to the house where the girls camp takes place every year. I met up with Rebekka, also a volunteer, at one of the many trainstations where I had to change trains and we traveled there together. It was really a great long weekend with 48 girls. We were so lucky with the weather, which is always worth a lot. Yay!
These are the brooches I made at the workshop, the girls had, as expected, a thousand other ideas.
On Sunday afternoon did my Dad pick me up and we drove home, to my parent´s house. There did I spent the last few hours of Mother´s Day with Mom and my grandmother, and my Dad of course.
Our garden is very beautiful around this time of the year.
Now there is one week with university, and the following week is free. It is blocked for excursions and since I don´t study a field where excursions are made, am I free to do what I want.
I am at the girls camp right now, spending time with 48 girls in the age from 10-14 and the other volunteers. Every year there is one workshop afternoon taking place and all the volunteers think off smth the girls can do, make, try out, ...
I decided to work with felt this year, since it was so much fun to make the mobile bag and the pencil case. So, the focus will lie on making brooches, but as I am imaging, the girls will come up with other ideas as well. I now want to show the sample copies I made, to show the girls my idea.
I looked up lot´s of different motives online and printed them out. The girls can also create their own.
I made two gauges and bought two pins.
I used the green felt I already used for the bag and the case.
Cutting out the little corners was a little difficult.
Glue on the backside!
Pressing the pin on for a bit.
I hope the glue is strong enough, in order to attach the pin the felt.
After the glue dried:
This is a very basic project, just google felt brooch for more ideas.
I´m standing in front of my building, looking for my bunch of keys in my backpack. It´s not there. Again, I look into every section and still can´t find it. Am I crazy? I know, I took my keys with me in the morning. Slowly, panic and adrenalin are blazing a trail through my body. I used them to check the mailbox in the morning. Did I loose them? I´m sitting on the sidewalk, turning my backpack. The keys need to be in there. But it´s useless. They are is definitely not in this backpack.
I ring the bell and my flatmate opens the door for me. I walk up the stairs, worrying about this stupid key. I walk into the flat and ask "Have you seen my keys?". "No!" is the answer, ", did you loos them? I´m sure they are here somewhere." I put the backpack on the kitchentable and try to recall where I might have lost it. While I´m thinking of my seat in the lecture hall am I looking into the small sections in my backpack. I never use them. But maybe... There they are!
I must have put them in the wrong section when I left in the morning. After oversleeping did I get ready very quick and that´s when it must have happened.
So, this was today´s shock of my life. I hate those moments. But until now have I never lost smth for real.