"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

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……