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Have you ever heard of postcard embroidery?

It’s been around for a little while, but artist Han Cao takes it to the next level!

I think this piece of hers – Parenthood – reflects how everyone who is trying to homeschool right now is feeling…

Han finds vintage postcards and old photos and embroiders them to create very unique contemporary art. I find it incredibly appealing!

She kindly gave me permission to share a couple of her works with you – I really like this one too. It’s called The Falls, Infused With Sunshine

All photos belong to the artist. And if you’d like to see more of her work, visit her website here or check out her instagram feed! ♥

Please forgive the risque humour, but I think under current circumstances it’s warranted!

I have no idea where this came from, so my apologies for not giving due credit.

Oh, and here’s a photo of some ginger Pete grew in our backyard. It’s the closest I could come to a photo for this post.

ARE MY TESTICLES BLACK?

A suspected Covid-19 male patient is lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.

A young student female nurse appears and gives him a partial sponge bath.

“Nurse,”‘ he mumbles from behind the mask, “are my testicles black?”

Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, “I don’t know, Sir. I’m only here to wash your upper body and feet.”

He struggles to ask again, “Nurse, please check for me. Are my testicles black?”

Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure and heart rate from worrying about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers.

She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles gently in the other. She looks very closely and says, “There’s nothing wrong with them, Sir. They look fine.”

The man slowly pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says very slowly, “Thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now listen very, very, closely:

“Are – my – test – results – back?”

 

Dearhearts, if you’re an anxious bunny like I am, you might find Headspace meditation helpful.

During this tricky time, the lovely folks there have made some of their paid content available for free to help out.

Click on the “Here for you” highlights on their instagram page for links, or have a look at their webpage here.

 

Hope it helps! xx

Good morning!

This post might be a bit longer – you might want to grab a cuppa.

Last year, when I wrote about finding all the wedding suits for Big Boy, Small Man and Pete at Potts Point Vintage, I promised I’d fill you in about my outfit after the big day.

At that stage, I actually didn’t have an outfit. It was starting to look like I’d have to buy something new. But then, one fortuitous afternoon, as my friend Anita the Style Goddess and I were browsing together at Salvos Tempe, she pulled a strappy Anthea Crawford silk chiffon dress off the rack.

“Try this on!”, she commanded.

I protested, arguing that I didn’t like to have my arms bare.

“Stop arguing and try it on anyway!”, she said.

It was breathtakingly beautiful. I’d never owned such a gorgeous dress in my entire life. And it fit almost perfectly, although I had to take it in two inches around the bust (ever try hand-sewing silk chiffon? It’s not for the fainthearted).

It was fully lined, silk on silk, and we think it would have retailed new for over $800 – I bought it in near new condition for $55. And we were off!

I was keen to get a shawl to cover my shoulders, so the following afternoon, I popped into Salvos Croydon.

There I found a magnificent embroidered sari in exactly the right shade of deep pink for $10, and an Olga Berg white handbag for $20. The sari was five metres long, so it required quite a bit of alteration. Thankfully my beloved friend Dan arrived from San Francisco two weeks before the wedding and spent hours helping me unpick and restitch the flimsy tulle into a two metre shawl. It turns out I love wearing pink!

So….that just left shoes.

Ahh, now they were a challenge. I couldn’t wear anything too high. It was the middle of summer, and my girlfriends had specifically banned me from wearing my cowboy boots. The shoes had to be comfortable enough to wear all night. I scouted secondhand shops and friends’ shoe collections, trying on dozens of options.

Then, a week or so later, Pete and I walked into UTurn Recycled Clothing in Marrickville. And there on the $10 rack were these shoes, in a size too big.

“Buy them anyway and we’ll make them fit”, Pete said. So we did and with a stick-on insert and an extra hole in the strap, we got away with it. Pete cleaned them for me with his special leather and vinyl polish and they came up like brand new. The shoes matched so well that friends at the wedding thought I’d had them made to order!

If you’ve been adding up along the way, you’ll realise that my entire wedding outfit – head to toe – cost $95. I honestly don’t believe I’d have done better for $1,000! Best of all, the entire outfit was sustainably sourced from the secondhand market!

As you can tell by the photos, I was pretty happy. And I think we all looked most fine! ♥

PS. My heartfelt thanks to my darling girls Anita, Jen and Dan for getting me past the finish line outfit-wise. It was touch and go for a while there!

With my styling gurus Anita and Jen!

Yesterday, I baked six loaves and gave them to my neighbours.

It’s a tricky thing to do when we’re all self-isolating, but we’ve figured out a safe delivery system. I either leave a carefully wrapped loaf on their front porch, then text them to say it’s been delivered OR I leave wrapped loaves at the far end of our back deck. That way, they can walk up our drive and pick them up. So far it’s been working brilliantly, and no-one has come within two metres of each other.

And it occurred to me that it’s at times of crisis that the community bonds we’ve worked so long and hard to forge really stand us in good stead. We’re all in touch almost daily, and if any of us have to leave the house to buy groceries, there’s always an offer made. “I’m going to XYZ, do you need anything?” We’ve got each other’s bank accounts and money is being transferred immediately so that no-one is out of pocket. By doing this, we greatly reduce the number of times any of us have to go to the shops.

I only needed Weetbix from the supermarket, so Carol picked up three boxes for me while she was there and left them on my back deck…

Lovely Jane has been ordering eggs in bulk from a restaurant wholesaler and gifting them to us fortnightly…

Carol needed rye flour and grain mix, so I left some for her on the back deck…

PeteV was driving through Robertson and stopped to buy a sack of potatoes – he delivered these to us…

And when my lovely friends heard that I was baking bread to share, they sent me sacks of flour – an incredible gift during times of shortage.

Steve is stuck in Italy at the moment, but that didn’t stop him ringing Lario International and getting them to deliver this wonderful Italian flour to my door. That’s a hot tip, by the way. If you can’t find things on the supermarket shelves, start calling wholesalers. You’ll need to buy in bulk, but many of them are struggling because of the loss of restaurant trade, so most are happy to sell to the public at this time.

My darling friends Kevin and Robyn who operate an amazing mill in Tamworth surprised me with a bag of their artisan bakers flour…

It came with a note that made me teary…

It’s been wonderful to have such a strong support network at this time. Even though we’re all staying home and only venturing out for essentials, it’s important that we’re still talking and texting and checking up on each other. And doing whatever we can to look after each other, while always staying at a safe distance. Take good care, dearhearts. ♥