I've had this awful little table for a very long time. I finally decided to do something about it. So, I got out the Mod Podge, brushes, decorative paper, and rummaged through my fabric. Last year one of my little students gave me one of the best teacher gifts I have ever received...FABRIC. A whole stack of it. There were five different fabrics. It was supposed to be used in a quilt. But, I haven't done anything with it and decided it was time.
Here's the wobbly and worn table:
I measured the fabric to match the top and bottom shelves. It was my first try with Mod Podge specifically for fabric. It was very easy. Here's the bottom shelf:
Next came the top of the table. I used a different fabric design. I've had this bird paper for a long time as well. I adore birds. I slapped on some Mod Podge and, Voila! Now I have a cute little table to set by the front door.
Funny story: I prepared a wonderful Christmas package for the White family who lives in New York City. Puzzles, books, picture frames, toys, more books. I hated the fact that they wouldn't be "home" for Christmas where they should be. So a package was the way to go.
Shortly after Christmas, darling Abbie phoned me with the kids to thank me for all the "lovely" presents. Abbie is always so gracious and excited about EVERYTHING. I thought it was odd, though, that she didn't mention anything about the apron (one of my favorites so far) that I had made her for Christmas. Abbie never misses a detail. But, oh well, I don't need pats on the back or anything, I just thought she'd at least mention it.
As I was cleaning up the Christmas decor, what to my wondering eye should appear??? The APRON! It was sitting next to my sewing machine which I had stowed away for the Christmas season. What a DORK! So I mailed it off as soon as I could and hoped Abbie would forgive me for not sending her a Christmas present!!
So, I took the apron to school to put in a package and drop in to mail it after school. However, I didn't have a model. So, I grabbed my darling little after school second grade student, Hannah, to be my model. Isn't she darling??
I learned how to make these darling flower brooches. I love them
and may end up attaching one to each apron I make from
here on out!
It can be worn in the hair or on the garment.
I made this pattern up based on an apron my daughters gave me that they
had purchased from Pier One Imports.
I absolutely LOVE the double tie.
I made that bias tape by hand.
(I didn't get a bias tape helper devise like I had hoped to for Christmas...
Oops! I've never done this before and I have no idea how it happened but, I posted a new post and it showed up third in the line. Huh? Ohhhhhhh...I started writing in on the 11th and published it today. Who knew?
If you want to read it, click here. If not, click here and nothing will happen.
Remember the birthday girl from yesterday? Well, she is one talented cookie! Seriously. Erika has been working on a project for the past month or so. Her good friend has been teaching her all about blog design. Erika is a very fast learner and has unveiled her new home business! She makes designs blogs for people now. And...she is REALLY good. Here is her adorable website:
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Just look at a couple of blog design she has done so far:
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I just realized that I answered yes to three out of those four comments above. Hang on...I'm going to contact Erika! Maybe she will give me a discount on her already low prices.?.?
I'm taking part in a top secret study. I can't tell you which company it is with. I can't tell you anything about the product so...don't even ask me. If I told you...I'd have to kill you and "they" would probably kill me! My wrinkled lips are sealed. I've always wanted to do something like this. So, when my friend, we'll just call her "Freddy", asked if I'd like to take part in a top-secret-wrinkly-skin study I said, "Hells, ya!"
The initial meeting was interesting. We were directed into one room. We filled out a form. Based on our answers and after looking at us, we were separated into two groups. We are trying out two different facial treatment systems. Though they said we were separated based on our answers about skin sensitivity, they couldn't fool me. I could tell that my group was the "old lady" group. I didn't care. They took some VERY official before photos. You've seen them: black shirt, no makeup, hair pulled back in a headband, UGLY! They took one last week, and will take one at the end.
WARNING: Braggy note ahead: A side story, when the photographer was doing her thing at last weeks photoshoot (sounds so modelish) told me that I should be a hair model! Well...it IS my crowning glory and people know me for my hair but...I digress.
We were given our test products and sent home where I began my new skin care regimen.
Part of the process is a weekly "sanding" of my face with a lovely little device. Remember how it is always important to follow the directions? AND the notion that "less is more"? Well, I have a few deep wrinkles across my forehead that I've had since birth (ha) which were caused buy my hooded eyes. To make them less "hooded" I have the habit of always raising my eyebrows when speaking or having my picture taken. Hence, the deep forehead ditches! These "ditches" are so deep you could plant an entire crop of alfalfa in them. Srsly!
See for yourself!
So, back to my story...my little "device" is like a sander for your face. I love it. I really do. But, of course, I thought if once around the face was good, then two or three times would be better. It wasn't. I just kind of sand-burned my face. I'm okay. There was no blood. It actually felt really good to get that top layer of skin off and vacuumed...yes, vacuumed! The best part was that, as part of the study, I am also testing a lovely eye-cream, serum, and a night cream are amazingly soothing. So, hopefully they will help with this:
I've been on this regime for six of the eight week study. I don't want it to be over! I wonder how much the products will cost once they aren't free anymore.
This is my wondering look!
Now, for your enjoyment, some BEFORE pictures:
And, THIS will be my AFTER:
PS: I just got a call requesting my face in the interviewed video for the product. I'm a STAR! (hhahahahaahahhhahahah!)
I have thousands of things I could post about on this here blog. The problem is, the things that are eating away at my brain, emotions, and soul are just too personal for the WWW. I don't know why, but I don't feel like the real "me" lately. Maybe I'm just getting old. Maybe I'm missing my school kids. Maybe I miss having our children and grandchildren around. Most likely I'm just dissatisfied with ME.
Did you know that I was voted "Most likely to become a prophetess" in High School. I was also voted as "Most likely to marry a general authority". Say what? It's true that I used to be a spiritual giant. I followed every rule. I lived the way I knew I should and the way that made my parents proud of me. I earned my Young Women In Excellence award, thrice over if it had been possible. My mantra used to be "Lips that have touched Coke will never touch mine." (Insert your own hysterical laughing here)
Then, real life punched me full on in the face. Not only did I marry and divorce, but I was the ONLY member of my entire family to BE divorced. (Bruce came through for me in the end but, that's a different story...thanks Bruce for helping me carry the scarlet letter D on my forehead!)So the charmed/perfect life I had known that I'd have, pretty much crashed and burned.
Don't worry, I recognize that out of the ashes come many blessings: my extremely rock-solid husband Terry, my two beautiful daughters, my son-in-law, my four step-children and two steps-in-law, my eight gorgeous grandchildren and one grand daughter waiting in the wings, dogs, a profession I love, friends, etc. I have been given so much in this life.
Hence, my dilemma. Why do I feel so disconnected with my "blessed" self? I'm just not cutting it. I don't want this to turn into a "poor me" post nor do I want to go on much longer. Suffice it to say that I'm kind of struggling with myself lately. I'm sure it stems from the hundreds of pounds I've gained since my two surgeries (they really kicked my butt), the teacher's salary we try to live on, Terry's health issues and misfortunes that have come my way of late.
It takes everything I have to post this and to admit it even to myself. I feel disconnected from the spirit. I have not worked hard enough on my own spirituality. It's so easy to backslide. Excuses are easy to come by. The only thing that has remained constant is that I read my scriptures (1390 consecutive days) every day. I do teach Sunday School at The Cove Point. But, other than that, I'm not as strong as I used to be even two years ago. I NEED this reflection on my life. Though I will NEVER be a prophetess I CAN be a handmaiden (Luke 1:38). I just need a little motivation and a lot of self-reflection of which THIS post is a part. Thanks for reading...that is, if you made it this far.
I will be fine. I will rise out of this deep funk. Don't worry about me.
Sometimes when I run into a photo
from my childhood I ask as I look into my own eyes:
"Would you be disappointed in the me which you've become?"
I absolutely loved this book. Perhaps it is the Canadian-living-in-the-states self talking here, but it made me long for my home in Southern Alberta. Growing up, my father was the maintenance supervisor for the schools in the area. This included the school at two or three of the Hutterite colonies in the area. He would often take me with him on his visits to the colonies. I loved it there and was mesmerized by every nuance of the colony. The baking bread, the chickens roaming free, the homes, the smells, the polka-dots, the braids. I loved going with him. My mother made trips as well. We would often go to purchase eggs, knitted booties and slippers, pick up newly upholstered furniture, and chickens. Every time, we were invited into someone's home to sit down for a visit. Secretly, I wanted to BE a Hutterite just so I could twist my hair back and put on a handkerchief. This book was a trip home for me and I adored it. Mary Ann Kirby is a gifted writer who was able to capture growing up on the colony and later outside of the colony in a way I will not soon forget. I can't wait to make the drive to Canada this summer and visit a colony.
Reading Right Now...
The Alloy of Law: The fourth book in the Mistborn series by Brandon Sanderson. Something tells me it isn't going to have the same effect on me as the trilogy!
The Kitchen House
Just Finished Reading
Oh my goodness! I owe Jessica Romney a HUGE thank you for recommending this series. I was skeptical at first. But, am so glad I chose to give the Mistborn series a try. Brandon Sanderson is an amazing author. I am now open to a new genre...fantasy. This series though, had even more than fantasy. I felt some strong spiritual undertones throughout this particular (#3) book. I even got a little "misty" at the end. I loved these books. Thanks, Jessica. I owe you and will never question your recommendations again! :)
Also Just Finished Reading...
The author, Sue E. Peterson, is a friend of mine. She sent me this book shortly after the heartbreaking loss of my own husband. It had many wonderful points for me to consider as I read about death and making sense of a new/different life. I appreciated so much of what she said and the metaphors regarding "running" throughout the book. I've never read a book by an author I know (and know very well) personally. Nor, have I read a story based on a person I know and have had conversations with. It was an odd feeling in some respects. Reading different names for each character and each setting sort of messed with my brain a bit. Finally, I put that out of my mind and read with the purpose of gleaning insight about losing a spouse and recovery from grief. I have many turned down pages I'd like to revisit as a result. Thanks for the book, Sue!