"Knitting and crocheting has been my hobby since childhood. I started making stuffed toys for children hospitals several years ago. It has become a passion, I absolutely love making them. My “Critters” are a nice cuddly, hug-gable, lovable size for the children. And what’s truly amazing is how much pure pleasure a person can receive by creating them."
My patterns are written so that they are easy to follow, and include photos and instructions to help you. If you haven’t tried making a toy using the knitting in the round method, give it a try, your in for a very pleasant surprise! If you have a question contact me at bjfromnv@gmail.com

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Happy Sunday to you……….

Seems like forever since my last post. Had my head buried in my computer for the last week! I was seeing computers in my dreams and actually lost a day at one point. Won’t bother boring you with the details. But suffice to say my puter is only 3 years old and the hard drive died. Of course it’s just out of warranty. But I did get my files I wanted off. I have been using an external hard drive to back up my files and I think that’s really important. Put another hard drive in and put it back together and so far it looks pretty darn good.
So what’s going on with you? Today was the last day of the French Open and Stella and I were out the door at 6am this morning and high tailed it to get back from our walk by 7am. Nadal was playing Ferrer, so I really expected Nadal to win. Which is also his 8th French Open Championship! Broke a record. It was the first time that Ferrer got into a final at a grand slam. Congrats to both of you, you both are champions!
But before I leave I must tell you the whole story…………….

Protesters disrupt French Open final

CBS/AP/ June 9, 2013, 11:04 AM

Protesters disrupt French Open final

An anti same-sex marriage activist holding a flare is evacuated by a member of the security as he protest on the central court during the 2013 French tennis Open final match at the Roland Garros stadium in Paris on June 9, 2013. / Getty Images upset by recent legislation in France allowing for same-sex marriages, disrupted the French Open tennis final on Sunday between Rafael Nadal and fellow Spaniard David Ferrer.
Faces of the French Open
Two protesters appeared shirtless in one of the front rows behind the players bench on center court at the end of the sixth game of the second set. One of them let off a flare and leapt onto the court.
A security guard tackled the protester with the flare, who was also wearing a mask, on the court and hustled him off the towards the players' exit. The
Nadal began jogging towards the players locker room exit when the protest began, but was quickly turned back by a security guard as the protester headed in that direction as well.
The accomplice of the protester with the flare was hustled off the court quickly as well.
Earlier, two other protesters had been pulled out of the stands by security, Reuters reports.

Anti same-sex marriage activists protest during the 2013 French tennis Open final match at the Roland Garros stadium in Paris on June 9, 2013.
About two weeks ago, France's first same-sex wedding was broadcast live on television. The politically charged ceremony was held under tight police surveillance -- a stark reminder of the months of bruising opposition to the new same-sex marriage law that French lawmakers passed earlier this month. Several rallies involving thousands of protesters in Paris failed to prevent the law's passage.
Police had to use tear gas to scare away a small group of protesters who gathered near the ceremony.
Crazy people in this crazy world……………..Love is the answer! Take care and have a good one……………:)

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Where are you when I need you?

Was puttering around on the puter this evening. Checking out my videos on you tube. Something about the sound of your own voice is so mesmerizing. Don’t know why, maybe because that’s not the way your voice sounds in your head? Anyway, I heard myself tell people to “Google Me” and they would find me.


Got this answer from Wiki: What does it mean to Google someone?

It means to search for somebody or to find information about somebody or someone, usually using the Google search engine.
It simply means to go to www.google.com
and search on something or someone and then it gives you sites you can go to about the subject.
Its usually very helpful.

So I googled bjfromnv, and I was shocked at all the info that popped up. So now I am cruising around thinking, gee I’m a minor celeb. (JOKE) I find myself at Ravelry, and find a message that should have been answered  many days ago! I feel so bad when someone tries to contact me and I don’t get the message. Nothing is more frustrating when you have a question and you need help, and no one answers. I checked the pattern to make sure it had my gmail address, and guess what, it didn’t. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

google 3

So the next thing on my to do list this late evening is go back in and insert that address in the pattern. Little things can make such a difference in life.

I have several critters made, and they are ready to leave for Portland. I tend to get a little attached, but they let me know when it’s time to leave. I need to take some pics. The weather has been so crazy this spring. So much wind and its been cold. It seems to keep snowing back east. And people don’t believe in climate change? Hmmmmm

Well I will take some pics manana of the critters. But for tonite I want to show you my buddy. Pretty handsome huh?


Stella and I were coming back from a walk yesterday, and Mr. Bull who has been separated from his females for almost two weeks now because he didn’t feel like going for a ride in a horse trailer, made it perfectly clear that he was in no mood for Stella and I to walk by him. You could say he is just down right grumpy!!!!…….He doesn’t look very big in this pic, but let me tell you he’s a big boy. But I just wasn’t going to take a chance and get within 2 feet with only a hotwire and tape between us. So we did a minor retreat and jumped an irrigation ditch to give him a little more room, if ya know what I mean. Can’t be too careful!

Q: What do you call a grumpy cow? A: Moo-dy

bully boy

Q: What do you call a sleeping bull? A: A bull-dozer.
Have fun……………:)

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

pink ape?

just a few lines to check in……………….we have had snow the last two days. But it’s all melted……………….darn. Wanted to go walking yesterday morning, but the snow interfered. So we tried again today.  We waited an extra 30 min. but we still ran into some slippery spots.

All I can say is I am so glad I don’t live in Alaska or Minnesota or Canada. Shall I go on? Spring is just around the corner, I can almost smell it. And this lady is ready and waiting.

Been making a few critters, and since we got some sunshine this afternoon I ran out and took a couple of pics of my pink ape. Not the best or not the worst pictures, but the wind was blowing and it’s still pretty nippy outside. But he’s such a cutie.


I always feel so much better when I start making toys for the kids. It just makes my day. So this note is going to be brief, just wanted to share pinky with you! Hope you had a super day………..remember, have fun. Getting ready to start another critter…………………..:)

Monday, February 18, 2013



An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months, we would leave class together and talk non-stop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.


The Rose ,

 Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking 
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Just Doing a little housework?

Gee, I am always shocked when I stop by the blog and see how long it’s been since my last entry. Guess I’m not that dedicated a blogger huh? It seems that I have used it to vent mostly. But I guess that’s okay?


Well the snow is just about all gone. Stella and I are really happy about that since we sure got tired of walking around in squares! We used the snowblower to make us a trail, and 10 laps took just about an hour. And we walked everyday! Before I have used work out tapes or cd’s, but that wouldn’t do much for Stella. ROFL……………..

She absolutely loved it, she got to chase the burros, which is what she does naturally, she is trying to herd the cows next door. And she loves catching them off guard. Found out today that the neighbor who has the cows, will probably be moving out sometime next year. He has been a good neighbor and I really hate to see him go. Good luck buddy………………..:)


Thought that was pretty darned funny. Woody Allen definitely beats to his own drum.

Raised the prices on my patterns today. I finally finished all the gift needlework, even made myself a sweater. And last nite I finished a critter. It was pretty late when I put his face on, and when I looked at it this morning I can see he needs a makeover. So I will take my own advice and redo the face. Small stitches and take your time.

Still having dog problems, and am resigned to packing the bear spray and when I walk by a certain house, I have it out of it’s holster and ready for action. I will defend my pup…………:)

Happy New Year

So hope you are doing good, and feeling good. LIfe is short, enjoy. Have fun………………..p.s. it’s been 9 years since I quit smoking……