Monthly Archives: March 2015

True Knitting Crapsmanship



My dear friend Martha and I are taking up knitting.  It seems like a relaxing hobby, and it’s good for our aging brains to have new learning.  Besides imagining all the new neurons firing in my brain, I’ve got visions of all the sweaters, scarves, and mittens I’ll be making.  At least I had those visions until I gave it a try! Read the rest of this entry





I planned to wear a lovely black and white dress to Callia’s wedding, but I wanted to spice up my jewelry a little with some pink, a color I knew Callia was using throughout her wedding.  At a bead store in Houston, I found a bracelet already assembled.  I bought it and the large pink rose, though I wasn’t exactly sure how I would attach the lone rose to a necklace.

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In the photo, you see two pictures that couldn’t be easier or cheaper.  I wanted a few items for shelving with black, white, and bright green, and I found just what I needed in the dollar bins at Michael’s.  These are notecards that come eight in a pack.  I stole one from each pack, put binder clips on the bottom, and easy-as-pie, they’re ready for shelving!




I’m back to working on items for Robert’s and Amanda’s mudroom.  This was an easy craft.  The above picture shows a $3.00 metal heart I found in the Target cheap bins.  I painted the inside with three coats of chalkboard paint, allowed it all to cure for a day or two, and then wrote my kiss-kiss-hug-hug message.

CRAP ALERT: I didn’t have enough sense orient the picture so you could easily see the heart shape.



Shhhhh.  Can you hear it?  It’s the sound of silence around my house.   Dan the Man and I have had our daughter-in-law and five-year-old granddaughter staying with us for two months as Stephanie was finishing up her job in Shreveport.  Last Friday was their final day, and I already miss them.  I feel so lucky to have had the time with Princess M, and our house is so quiet without the commotion of a youngster.  Dan and I will have to get used to just-the-two-of-us again.  Princess M’s presence explains my absence from this blog, but I wouldn’t trade her company for a million hours of writing and crapsmanship.


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