Friday, November 11, 2011

Lest We Forget



In Flanders fields the poppies grow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
         In Flanders fields.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Every Girl Should Have One.

It doesn't need to be big.



 It just has to be hers.

Her very own little nest egg.


Dedicated to my Grandma and Nanna.

xx

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Bring back Groovy



It's back, it's in fashion, it's now and it's happening.  Wanna know why?  Cause I said so!!  Yup, that's why, Joyce said so.

She's feelin' groovy.

We are still school holiday-ing here, and it's now wind down mode.  School and work goes back Monday, we are 4 lazy, groovy, chillin' days away from hectic.  

It's only been 20 days since my last post and let's just say 'where did those 20 days go??'

I'll tell you where they went, they went fast, they went busy, and they went down the history line behind us.  We left a little trail of bits of us along the way through work, school, and play.  Bits of us that connected with bits of others that joined with others again, that form part of the fabric of what will become our memories and our past.  

I am glad to be back in blogland, I have some most groovy news to share with you all too.

It's now official, I am now a qualified Teachers Aide (special) - yup, that is not a typo, it's true!  I did it.  Yeah, big deal it's only a TAFE certificate - BUT IT'S GOT MY NAME ALL OVER IT.  School was tough for me, the whole way through, I just never 'got it'.  So at age 42, I am pretty pleased and a little surprised to have completed my course 3.5 months ahead of schedule.  

More news - I have booked and paid for my first ever market stall table - *shivers* - what am I getting myself into!! Be groovy Joyce, be groovy!!

I am excited and nervous and scared and giggly all at once about it.  It's the Made with Love Markets which are on the 4th December 2011.  I am currently making like a mad woman to prepare for the markets.  I have also been getting orders here and there, that I have been making and sending as well.  I will share pics of what I have made very soon, I also have a few items that I have sent out to some very trusted testers of which they are testing for me and will report back to me with their findings.  (thank you ladies for your invaluable assistance, I owe you forever).

The last piece of news is, I am now a year older.  I turned 42 this week and I love it.  I am not a fan of odd numbers, don't ask me why, I have no idea.  I was so happy to turn 42, and I just know it's going to be a magical year.  

I have a little fan page on facebook if you would like to stop by and see a few of the bits and pieces that I have been making and selling lately.  I haven't put much up lately, as I am currently donating a few dilly bags filled with hair ties for fundraising and working on them, plus I am trying to stock up on market items, and fill a few extra orders that have come in.

In a Joyce style nut-shell, that's me and mine for the last 20 days.  

So how are you and yours?  Are you feelin' groovy too?

Thanks so much for stopping by my place, enjoy the ride and have a wonderful rest of week at your place.  

xx

Friday, September 16, 2011

b.r.e.a.t.h.e. . . .


No stories, no adventures.


Not even a quote for today.


Just a moment, a quiet moment.


Don't forget to treat yourself to a moment to breathe.


Joyce will be back soon.


Take care of you.


xx

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Red, Grey and Navy Scarf

An order placed by a friend.
She told me she likes red.
She said she wears lots of blue.
She is moving to a cooler climate.
I thought I would give it a shot.
I had her smiling face in my mind as I chose the colours.

She tried it on.
She loves it.
It warms her neck.
I love that she loves it.
She told me every time she wears it, she will think of me.

She made me feel all gooey inside.

I like feeling all gooey inside.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Hurrah for Spring

 May your days be sunny, 


may your days be warm,


may your garden be bursting with colour.


Bring on Spring!

Thanks so much for stopping by my place today.

Today's post has been brought to you by the letter 'S'.  

S is for Spring (in the Southern Hemisphere).


Monday, August 29, 2011

Now I just made it, I 'finished' you at last. . . . . . .


Don't-chya just love when something works?
Don't-chya just love when it looks and feels better than you thought it would?
I do.
I do, I do, I do, I do, I do. . . . . . . 
(yes, sung to Abba, notice the title of this post? - we are a little 'Abba-rish' tonight.) Actually I was a little bit MC Hammer earlier singing, not Hammer time, but choccie time - break it down.  *giggling* like a crazy lady.


This was made using the exact pattern instructions from Ravelry made by Heidi Hirtle.  Thanks again Heidi.  I just made this one longer and joined the ends for a loop-a-liscious lushness in blue.  I shall call you Jean.  

Jean has been sold.  I have a little page on facebook.  
It's called Just Joyce and you can check me out too if you want to.  I only started it up last night, so it's very brand new sort of new.  

 Have you made something lately that you just gotta share?  
You just can't conceal it, don't you see, can't you feel it?
Don't you too? I do, I do, I do, I do, I do. . . . . . . 

I would love to share another scarf in this pattern that I love.  Go check it out here just scroll down the page.  Don't you just love those colours!!

Come on, don't be shy, post it in my comments and I can come check you out too.  
Would love to see what you are making, so come on now, let's try it.

Thanks so much for stopping by my place today.
Have a wonderful day at your place.

xx