My favourite Easter Cake

I could have baked a pie. I love pie. I really really love pie. But, I knew from last Easter that Sadie would be sad if I didn’t make carrot cake. Growing up, carrot cake was never my thang. I really hated the extra cream cheesy icing, and finding raisins or whatever in my cake was off putting. Last year I wanted to give it a try, maybe I could make it how I liked instead of what was always done.

So, I follow Smitten Kitchen on twitter. I’ve tried some of her recipes before with great success. She had posted a carrot cake recipe with graham cracker crumbs in it, and that piqued my interest. First I wondered how dense it would make my cake, and then I thought, WHO CARES? I love graham crackers, and I will try something new because what could possibly go wrong?

I followed her recipe, not too many graham cracker crumbs were used, and realistically, I could have added in more. Very light and fluffy cake, no raisins, and I added pecans because I love pecans. At Sadie’s request, I didn’t over ice the cake. She really hates tons of gloppy icing, and I figured I’d be trendy and do a kind of a naked cake.

Everyone loved it, especially Sadie, who ate a piece at every meal until it was gone. She even had one at breakfast, and who am I to say no? Especially since she might have seen me eat a piece at breakfast.

The icing was too cheesy in my opinion, but nothing I couldn’t fix with more butter and icing sugar. 100% will make again.

Recipe is linked here :


Growing pains and dates

When I was a kid, I remembered my legs hurting. Just general soreness and shin splints. To me it seemed like part of growing up. When Lucas complained of pain in his legs, I just brushed it off and told him that it sucks and its his legs growing. But then, he started complaining every day, especially at bedtime. I was giving him tylenol and advil every day and it got as far as me sending some tylenol to school for his teacher to give him. Since I didn’t remember it being this bad, I booked him a doctors appointment.

He got to skip most of school, and hang out just with me, and oh boy did he love it. The doctors appointment went well, and x-rays are going to happen. He’s very excited about seeing his bones. He got to eat special lunch with me, which was Starbucks. He ate all my lemon loaf, and most of the breakfast sandwich. I have another story about them + food later.

We went shopping downtown, it snowed a bit, and we got to ride the bus home. He loved holding my phone and watching our blue dot move along the designated route on google maps. He leaned over and told me “I just really like having a special date with you”. Our special date was really needed, even if it was a doctors appointment and some window shopping.

The best part of that day might have been the robots. The local university robotics guys came to their school and brought robots to teach the kids to use. We made it back to school for the last 2 hours and I got to help with the robots and watch my boys face light up when he got it to do what he wanted.

He was laughing at something while we were waiting for the bus.

The tiny robot followed the black lines that they were drawing. He loved the tiny guy.

The Nest E is here, and we are here for it. Kinda sorta my own personal review

So, this last winter was not joking around. It was very very cold for this BC girl. So cold that our bathtub pipes froze. Super fun experience. Lets just say that after a couple hours of blowdrying them, we were ok. But one of the worst parts was making that VERY LONG TREK (I kid, I kid) downstairs to turn the heat up and down. My cold toes did not want to do that walk all the time. It also meant that if I forgot to turn down the heat and I was already snuggled in bed, I’d have to get up, race downstairs and turn the heat down or possibly sweat to death beside my heater of a husband.

Now, we have a nest camera for outside to see the driveway, but I’ve been coveting their thermostat. But, not the ugly black screened one, the white frosted one that blends in nicer to the wall. Nest E.

When I was window shopping online, the nest store mentioned that I can get $100 rebate for getting a smart thermostat. Oh, really? Well, twist my arm then!

I watched videos, I made sure it was compatible with our heating and cooling system, and then we took the plunge. Getting a rebate for almost half the price of a nest thermostat made it worth it.

So, when Tony came back from his latest course, it was here waiting for him.

Remember, I am not one for hooking up electrical things, but he’s brave enough, and thats what counts. I did pry the old thermostat off the wall to check all the wires though.

Checked the wires on the furnace, then pulled the old one off, and attached the new one. We did it late that night that he came home because I think he was too excited.

Don’t mind the hideous wall. We knew we’d have to smooth over the parts where the old one was. There were a few colours of paint that had been painted around the previous guy.

We hauled the bucket of leftover paint upstairs, touched up the wall, and now it looks like its lived here the entire time.

And now, the best part is that I can change the temperature from my phone or computer. Oh no, I’m already in bed and its too warm? Hold on a sec, let me whip out my phone and change that. To be honest, this thing has spoiled me now. Its set that when we leave the house, it auto turns the heat down for us. The scheduler is super easy to set up, and its all combined with our Nest Camera on the one app. If you feel “old school” you can change the heat with the dial on the thermostat. It doesn’t display the temp unless you walk up to it, or change it via wifi, but thats fine with me.

Maybe I’m weird for writing about loving my thermostat, but whatever. You don’t have to read my strange ramblings. Just as a disclaimer, I was not paid for this review, but I just liked it so much, I’d figure I would spread the good news and tell you all about it.

When you’re out of warranty anyways, you’ve got nothing to lose- a story of desperation and triumph

So, remember how I told you all that my conventional brother sewing machine had died a year and a half ago? Well, it did and I shall explain what happened.

I got her for Christmas many years ago, she replaced my kenmore machine, the very first one I learned to sew on. Well, this brother machine had all kinds of bells and whistles. Fancy stitches, button hole capability, and it was great. She got the job done for the most part. I used her for everything. Well, one day when I went to plug the pedal into the back of the machine, the plug went in and felt like it was not connecting to anything. The connector for the pedal cord had come loose inside the machine. I shook it and could hear it rattling around inside.

Ughhhhh great. Thankfully I had become more used to using Gert and just relied on her. And a beautiful partnership was made. That sad plastic brother machine sat covered up on the shelf until last month I realized that I really needed to use the zig zag on her.

For about a year I pestered Tony to help take it apart and fix it. Yeah yeah, I’ll do it next weekend he’d say. Then we’d both forget to do it, or something would come up, or the thought of taking up the entire kitchen table with sewing machine parts became overwhelming.

I knew what was wrong, and other than the pedal connector rolling around inside, there was nothing else wrong with her. So, one gloomy day, I hauled that machine upstairs along with all the screw drivers and got to work. What did I have to lose? The cost of getting it repaired would be more than the machine was worth anyways, and I was out of warranty. So I put all the screws in an ice cube tray with labels as to where I found them.

Pre op machine. Ready to be taken apart.

I had seen the inside of my other machine when I oiled her, so how scary could it get? Um, a little. 

More computer parts than I’m used to, but not unlike the printers we would take apart at Stream. So, it wasn’t as terrible as I thought. I got more comfortable when I knew I was documenting what I was taking apart.

That dumb connector was behind everything and the hardest thing to get to. Part way through dissection, I had to text Tony to ask about connectors on one of the computer chips. Its a good thing he reads his emails. and look, that stupid black plug at the bottom of the machine beside the pliers was right off. The plastic piece holding it in place was missing.

Nothing like jamming your hand under a bunch of things so you can use gorilla glue to get pieces back in place. Then I put it all together and was like VICTORY! Except, I got error messages when I tried sewing.

Now this totally brought me back to my days of tech support. Took it all apart, realized I had missed a connector to a computer chip.

Got cocky and put it together again. I got this, just a disconnected cord.

Another error message. This time it said the foot was up when it was clearly down. So, had to go back in, and find the sensor for the presser foot, and make sure it was in the right position. Finally, it worked.

I had fixed my sewing machine on my own.


I’m not as terrified of my machines as I used to be, or taking anything apart honestly (unless it can electrocute me, then HARD PASS).

I think this is why I took Nancy apart. Documenting and videotaping and photographing all the steps I took. She’s far more simple than this guy in some ways.

I also appreciate the quality of my vintage machines even more. Seriously, so much plastic in these new machines. My others are made of cast iron and have some solid parts to them.


Two more ladies have joined the family and a small tour of my sewing space

So, I’ve introduced you to Gertrude about 2 years ago. You can read that post here.

Well since I purchased her for the insane deal of $10, she’s been my go to gal. My conventional white brother machine broke, and so that forced me to rely on Gert more and more. I developed quite a love for her, those beautiful straight stitches, her ability to go through heavy duty fabric with ease, and her simplicity. At the time I had heard that vintage machines could handle heavy duty fabrics, and I was having issues with my brother machine skipping stitches on the wallet I was making. So how could I go wrong for $10??? Guys, if you are ever offered a vintage machine and it works, BUY IT. You won’t regret it.

She truly is the best sewing machine that I own.

I did finally fix my conventional plastic brother machine because she too has her specialities. Specifically in zigzag stitches and button holes.

So, my first addition to the family since Gert is Nancy. Nancy is a vintage toy singer 20 sew handy sewing machine. Made around 1950, she’s my teeny gal. When I saw her in my facebook buy and sell page, I had to have her. Her paint is atrocious, but its oxidized and peeled and I can fix that.

I think.

I hope.

singer 20 sew handy toy sewing machine

So, the base is peeling pretty badly, but, she has all her parts and clamp and I’m up for a new project.

singer 20 sew handy toy sewing machine

My project is to take her apart and refinish her. I’ve already taken her apart, and I’m just waiting on warmer weather so I can strip the paint off, and sand and repaint her. I’m thinking a light aqua blue. I thought about doing the traditional black, but why do boring black when you can jazz her up and have fun with it? She’s mine, and I hope that the kids can sew with her. I’m more about her being useful that being a “collectable”. She’s collectable to me and I love her, even if her paint isn’t original.

So, anyways, on to my newest addition, Helen! She’s a Singer 127 with sphinx decals

singer 127 sphinx

Ever since I bought Gert, I wanted a treadle machine. I was pretty intimidated by the vibrating shuttle that they use because its sharp, and very different than my 201-3. Its funny how when you start talking to people about your love of vintage machines. People who have used them swear by them. So reliable, so well made, they’ll never fail you or die. Its true though. I can swear by them. This lady was made in 1910. She’s over 100 years old. It seriously blows my mind how a machine so complex was engineered like this. Tony is very fascinated by it.

A friend of ours had her in the garage. Her mom was downsizing and this girl had to go. She needs some work. I will try and deep clean her and re oil her. I hope to refinish the cabinet, but its not my priority. It was a good thing I had sold a bunch of things on facebook, because those earnings bought her, and it was very hard for me to justify purchasing ANOTHER sewing machine to Tony. He rolls his eyes when he sees me stalking facebook for these beauties. Its a weird obsessions right now. singer 127 sphinx

Since these suckers are so heavy, she’s just hung out upstairs in my living room, and the goal was to put her downstairs, but perhaps if I refinish her cabinet, she can stay upstairs. The cabinets are very neat looking, and the iron legs are super cool. Wouldn’t it be nice to display some of my obsession upstairs? And so it begins….

My obsessions will slowly take over the house.

I mean, this is the 5th machine I’ve collected and hung on to. I’ve got a weakness.


Anyways, this is my sewing area of the basement. I share the toy room with the kids. 

There’s Gert, sitting pretty.

My cutting table, and I store my serger and brother sewing machines there.

Never mind the piles of fabric. I’m working on finishing up a net for Lucas this summer. Notice, the nerf bullets on my bin of projects on the right? I find those darn things everywhere.

Helen (if she ends up down here, will go to the left of the butterfly pictures against the wall)
Nancy is upstairs in a cardboard box in pieces awaiting refinishing.

Beetle wing purse, a labor of love – Part 2

The sequins took longer than expected. That’s what you get for ordering them from a Chinese seller on eBay. Not the best when you’re super impatient to start on something new.

While waiting for sequins, I found embroidery floss, beads, and received the linen fabric.

Many things happened in those two months. I acquired 2 more vintage sewing machines. But that’s for another post.

So, every good craft starts with a nice cup of tea and biscotti that was joyfully discovered in the back of the freezer. It may be from Christmas baking, but it was still delicious. Also, that Tina mug is my most favourite mug in my collection.

This beautiful photo box is from Michaels. A few weeks ago, we were trapped inside due to rain or freezing rain and I had just had enough with being around the wild children. I decreed that Tony would take them to McDonalds to run off steam at the play place and I would go to Michaels to gather the rest of the stuff I needed for this project. A couple hours later, a much happier Miranda came out of the craft giant much more relaxed and carrying a huge bag of supplies. The bag was mostly filled with three of these gorgeous photo boxes. They are the perfect size for supplies and storing works in progress. They were $2.50 each, and I’ve gone back to buy more. I now have 6 of them. One will be for photo storage, but the rest are for craft things.

I tried embroidering with brown thread, but it just wasn’t the look I was going for. This purse will be decorated with sequins and beads, so its got to be a bit more glitzy.

The beetles are by far my favourite part of this project. I love their derpy eyes, and the beaded bodies. I hope I can squeeze 4 more on here. Embroidery is quite time consuming, but its far more enjoyable with a good tv series you’ve seen before. This way you can concentrate but also laugh at Jerry.

If you want quicker updates on this, be sure to add me on instagram. I usually post on the stories if I’m working on this project. Hopefully on Wednesday I can have more time to work on this.