Ooops I almost forgot.

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2 teeth have been there for a month already.


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Husband’s guide to filling wife’s stocking.

Posted by sol in I'm not proud, list

*blink* *blink* this list is a mere public service. It doesn’t mean that I could be happy with these things *blink* *blink*

  1. You can never go wrong with shiny rocks. And also not shiny ones. I dig lava stone earrings and bracelets, a lot.
  2. A pretty pen. I love Lamy fountain pens.
  3. 2010 daily planner. I’ve had a Moleskine one every year since 2001!
  4. Exotic fruit, for example, a 2 euro avocado, is like jewelry. And it would make me smile.
  5. Expensive shampoo or cream from the perfume shop. But not a perfume.
  6. A fancy watch. Ok, also a Swatch would do.
  7. How about a lottery ticket? We can split the prize.
  8. A gift certificate for a SPA, or a massage, or hell, even a much needed pedicure.
  9. A meter of pretty fabric.
  10. A cellphone credit voucher.
  11. A love letter.
  12. An iPhone.
  13. A pig catapult.
  14. A stapleless stapler.
  15. Pretty ribbons.
  16. Pretty hairpins.
  17. A new potato peeler.
  18. Leather gloves, or also cheap mittens with thinsulate.
  19. Alka selzer or the like
  20. A much needed USB stick
  21. Chocolate coins



christmas stockings. part 2.

Posted by sol in craftulence, I wanted to be an architect, I'm not proud

christmas stockings

Appliquéd our initals and some snowflakes. I think I can finally move on. Onto the Gingerbread house smackdown with Katie. Stay tuned.



I used to have time to cook

Posted by sol in cuisine or at least food on the plate


Now I just toss together things. But they’re still quite tasty.

This is baked butternut squash, crumbled feta, black olives. With whole wheat pasta and red chile flakes: yummy.



our skipper

Posted by sol in I'm not proud

this used to hang in the cabin of my grandpa’s sailboat:


I remember it always made me crack up.

Hey Sol! thanks for sharing.

yeah, you’re welcome.

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better than finger foods

Posted by sol in my sons are smarter than me



The weaning saga continues. I have vowed not to make one single puree for this little one, after the nightmarish experience of weaning Damiano. So Santiago will only get solid things that he can grab and eat by himself. So far it’s been a breeze.

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craftulence of the day: magnets

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I saw this in a museum store in Vienna 4 years ago and I thought that living with a geek I have no shortage of raw materials to try on this myself.

I dismembered a broken keyboard that was hanging around since we moved into this house and I glued some magnet tape on the backs of the keys.

The first thing that came to mind:


Slightly improved by a small rearrangement:


And some Italian love for the sake of it:




the game

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a couple of weeks ago, I entered Sherri’s game, in which she’ll make something for the first three peeps that comment on the post and I entered and had totally forgotten to check if I was one of the first three, and right now I just found out that I indeed was. So I hope Sherri sends something nice, and here I am, playing along.


The first three people to leave a comment on this post will be receiving a small gift.

(bogus people, batshit crazy people, impostor bitches, etc, will not be receiving a diddly-squat of nothing)

Here are the restrictions:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make. (but we both know that you probably will)

2. What I create will be just for you, with love.

3. It’ll be done this year (2009).

4. I will not give you any clue what it’s going to be.

5. I reserve the right to do something strange.

6. In return, all you need to do is post this text on your blog and make 3 things for the first 3 to respond to your blog post. (if you don’t have a blog, it’s about damn time you open one and start littering the internets like the rest of us)

7. Send your mailing address to me at solkawage at gmail dot com if you are one of the first three commenters.


there’s no fine print, because all has been said.



craftulence: christmas stockings. part 1.

Posted by sol in craftulence, life


I am so in love with these! I yet have to decorate them, appliqué our names to them, and most important, I have yet to instruct my husband on what sort of little presents I want in mine. I suggested emerald earrings but my suggestion was given the thumbs down… oh well.

Christmas stockings have a special place in my heart. They remind me of the one pleasant Christmas of my childhood, spent in the sweltering Arizona, with my Mom and with my grandparents. It was the only christmassy Christmas that I can recall. I remember loving all the little presents and feeling somewhat happy. Now that I have children of my own, I really want things for them to be different. I want them to love Christmas, not because of its religious meaning, because for me it has no meaning at all (heathen me), but because it is a nice way to beat the time, to mark each year passing and having something to attach good memories on.

So, this year (and if possible, the years to come as well) I’ll go to town with all the ornaments, puddings, advent calendars, gingerbread houses, presents, candles and all the things Christmas that I have yet to research, not having a fucking clue of what proper Christmas means.