Posts Tagged ‘paper’

Withdrawal

October 19, 2009

Crafty friend Ailis was in town last weekend which made this weekend kind of a bummer in all honesty.

But I thought I would combat my suicidal thoughts (“If I can’t craft with Ailis, I don’t want to liiiiiiive!”) by reminiscing about happier times.

One of the things we made were Thanksgiving-y paper garlands to sell at an upcoming event at her friends’ beautiful inn.

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They all say something a little different although if they were to really reflect what is said at MY house at Thanksgiving, they would have phrases more like “Turkey Coma”,  “No more vodka, please”, and “Uh oh, the dog is throwing up”.

They were fun to make (of course, that may have had something to do with the company *wink*), but a little time consuming.  ALTHOUGH, next time we make them (for Christmas?  Maybe.) we figured out some ways to streamline the process (translation: shoddier workmanship).

We’re becoming adults, aren’t we?

June 13, 2009

My friend Alex just did a very adult thing and bought a house.

And I did a somewhat less adult thing and moved out of my parents house (Not for the first time, for the record.  I have only been living with them post-graduation like a TRUE music major…).

So I have been going crazy in the garden and planting everything I see.  Which left me with some extra Gladiolus bulbs and terra cotta pot or two.  I figured I would share the love with my adult friend Alex (“adult friend” sounds somewhat dirty doesn’t it?  Like, “Come meet a new Adult Friend, only $4.99 a minute”)

I stamped the terra cotta pot with black Staz-On…

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… and used a grocery ad from one of the Mexican supermercados in my neighborhood to wrap it all up.  And I totally made a cute card but completely forgot to take a picture of it.

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Let’s hope she actually gets them into the ground in time…

I ain’t a punk b*tch, I don’t give a f*ck…

January 7, 2009

Wait…  What?

Sometimes the hip hop just gets in my soul, you know?

Welcome.  Welcome to my…ugh… Blog.  I hate that.  I resisted the whole blog thing for so long, telling myself that blogs are just a place for angry teenagers to whine on the internets that their parents totally suck and post pictures of the new way they flat-ironed their greasy hair today.

But.

Here I am.

I am going to come out and say it right now for the whole world (you know, the whole 3 people that I know who will read this blog) that I am officially addicted to reading crafty, foody, green, artsy, handmade, yarny, homemaker-y, pretty pretty blogs with lots of pictures of cupcakes and felt and ipod cozies and crocheted beanies and homemade soap and oh God it feels so GOOD to get that off my chest.

I love them.  And you should love them too, go visit them.  They’re listed over there.

So why start my own? Eh, mostly because I have a lot of craftiness that no one around me can fully appreciate.  Not that they don’t appreciate me, or that I think I’m something so incredible that the average man cannot begin to wrap his brain around my awesomeness and thus cannot appreciate my art.   What I mean is that aside from a small smattering of friends (that live hundreds of miles away),  no one in my general vicinity can fully understand what it means to get your ribbon basket untangled and arranged in rainbow order, or how good it feels to gently peel a brand new set of clear acrylic stamps off their plastic backing, or how a hat that took $20 worth of yarn and 6 hours of hand cramping repetition just feels better than the one you bought at Target for $4.50.

So here goes.  I am creating this blog to have a place to toss up pictures of my current projects so that you all may comment on them, tell me that they are pretty and tell me what I could do to make them better.

And I totally promise that if you have a similar blog, I will visit and do the same for you.

But mostly, I promise that I ain’t a punk bitch.

Word.