Though she be but little, she is fierce – William Shakespeare
What do you do with a hard-bound book you really don’t need but are too lazy to get rid of? Turn it into a journal, perhaps.
As Christmas crept closer, I finally finished the journal I was putting together as a gift. The reality is that making a journal is not as hard as one would think. The hardest part of this one was probably separating the original book from its cover.
So you don’t want to buy wrapping paper or a gift bag …and you happen to have some yarn lying around …well, let’s crochet a gift bag.
Putting in the extra effort makes the recipient feel that much more loved; which worked out really well since my gift was a wedding present and needed to be special.
Continue reading “Crochet a gift bag”You probably are a little freaked out and overwhelmed simply from reading the title of this post. Take a deep breath, calm down. A wedding cake is not that hard.
The first steps is to make the cake layers: three six inch cake layers, whatever flavor you please, I did lemon chiffon. Now a heads up here, although the chiffon is lighter and will not weigh down the other tiers as much, it is much squishier and may fall over if left sitting out for a number of hours; it was definitely leaning after the sitting out for awhile.
Continue reading “Making a Mock Wedding Cake”With school beginning in five days, it is time to insure you are fully ready to embrace the school year. The motto for notebooks, calculators, desks, and anything else school related is ‘when in doubt, decorate.’
Here are a handful of the notebooks I will be using during the coming semester:
What is one of the hardest words in any language?
Goodbye.
Whether it is a goodbye for a short time or a long time, it is always hard. A friend says goodbye till tomorrow, and yet hesitates to go out the door. A husband leaves on a buisness trip for two weeks, but calls every night and hates the need for this goodbye. Again: a sibling leaves on a trip with some friends, but writes letters home and cries over the phone; the goodbye paining her heart and leaving her chest aching.
Continue reading “Farewell, Adios, Goodbye”I have finally reached the stage of preparing for my trip where I pack the backpack.
I gather together the various assortments of things I must bring with me: sketch book, reading books, origami paper, etc.
When I begin to pack I find, in middle of the stack, a book with which I am well acquainted. Despite never having meant to put it in the stack it has ended up there, almost as if it had a mind of its own.
Continue reading “The Traveling Book”Today I made the origami magic rose cube!
Though it took quite some time to figure out and six sheets of origami paper, everything was worth it in the end.
Continue reading “Rose Cube”Happy Independence Day!
Today we are selling Italian sodas at a street side stand.
I slumped against the wall. Face the crowd …what for? A middle school graduation certificate?
“You ‘k?” Mandy brushed my bangs out of my face.
“T-think so?” I asked.
She shrugged, “I’m nervous too, but I’m sure it’ll go well.” My heart slammed into my ribs painfully and my mind screamed with fright.
“See you at dinner,” Mandy said. I clutched the shirt over my heart and watched her leave. My knees crumpled beneath me and I collapsed to the ground shaking with relief. Talk’n is stressful. Avoiding everyone on my way I slipped back into my bedroom and locked the door. Collapsing onto the unmade bed I stared at the ceiling. The glow-in-the-dark stars glued to the ceiling were barely visible in the noon-day sunshine streaming through my window. I craned my head back to look at the inspirational sayings taped over my walls: one step at a time; you can do this; you were born original, don’t die a copy; if you can dream it, you can do it. Rolling onto my side I curled into a ball, how can I ‘do it’ if I can’t even talk to people?
