The oldest of four

So what don't you know about me? Well you all know I am an Irish gal living in Australia but you may not know that I am the oldest of four children....which means my siblings and parents live a 26 hour multi-plane ride away. I can't believe it has been two years since I was last at home. It pains me to think I have not seen my sister and brothers in so long and they have grown up so much in the last two years they even look completely different now. From what I can see via Skype and photos: the boys are muscly young gentlemen and my little sister is a young and beautiful little lady now(complete with hectic social life).

Each year since we were babies my parents have brought us to have our photographs taken with Santa Clause. It has been a fantastic way to chronicle our development through childhood and as a family. Some years there are additions of new babies and other years awkward teenagers stand hoping no one from school walks past. Looking back through these photos makes me incredibly happy. I cannot wait to go into Arnotts in Dublin(no my aussie readers it is a department store not a biscuit) and have our family photo taken with Santa! The look on the younger children who may be at the stage of not believing is priceless when they watch 4 grown teens/adults cue up with their parents in their "Sunday best"to see Santa.

I have updated my About Me/Bio but I think it is nice now and again to share some more with you.
 Do you live far away from your family? Do you have any weird/quirky traditions in your family?

Not my family! IMG SRC zoomers.ca

The Beginning of Ballyhoo Designs

11pm on a Thursday night and I sit here after a dinner of beans on toast…..oh the joys of living with a chef – long empty evenings. Maybe that’s what drove me to craft!
It’s not that bad really, I cook proper food nearly every night but sometimes you can’t beat a quick meal – more time for blogging
Sooooooo where to start? To be honest I have no idea. This all started many years ago when I asked for a sewing machine for my 16th birthday. However there was no space to keep the sewing machine set-up so it was hauled up and down to the attic and one day, eventually, never came down from the attic again.
How sad – I know!

When college was all done and dusted and the recession hit Ireland I packed up my belongings and headed to Australia for work.

Once in Australia I got a job and a home and I suddenly had a spare room to fill! I got a sewing machine and fabric... LOTS OF FABRIC.

So now I spend my spare time outside of work crafting, baking and photo-taking.

This blog is a place for me to record my crafty projects as I start out my adventure as Ballyhoo Designs.

happy reading and crafting my lovelies!!
xoxo
megs