Saturday, October 31, 2015

MAKING CHRISTMAS PRESENTS




I love to make Christmas presents for close friends.  This year I was inspired by Tilda designs.  I tried to order Tilda paper products from my friend, Kerryanne, at Shabby Art Boutique, but as she lives in Australia and I live in the USA, I couldn't afford the postage!  However, Amazon sells Tilda books so I bought several of those and printed out some of her lovely designs.  Since the designs I picked were mostly in shades of rose pink and sky blue, I chose scrapbook paper in those shades to make the above sewing box.  I buy wooden boxes at Michael's whenever they are on sale, so I had plenty to choose from.




I chose a large box so there would be room for scissors, thread, buttons, bobbins, fibers, sewing tools, a pink tape measure and a needle case.  I found among the many things I have bought, knowing I would use them someday, some clear tape printed with inches which was perfect for covering the edges of the sewing box.  I also had tape printed with fancy scissors which naturally marks where my friend's scissors will go.  (The dried leaves in the first photo are to cover my friend's name should she read this post.)




I must admit that I enjoyed putting together this sewing box so  much that after Christmas I want to make one for myself.  It was fun!  I loved finding just the right buttons (all of which I had) and sewing them to the Tilda button cards.  The fibers are wound on Tilda cards as well.
Isn't she a talented lady?


This shows the inside of the sewing box cover which features a strip of scrapbook paper which looks exactly like a tape measure which holds a needle case and whatever sewing tools you want to slide in.

I also used thin wooden strips covered with the flowered scrapbook paper to make compartments so your sewing box will remain neat and pretty and not become a horrible mess as mine often does.

Although Tilda designs are lovely, you can design your very own button cards,  needle cases and whatever else strikes your fancy.  And there is gorgeous scrapbook paper out there, Ladies, that will pique your unique creativity.
HAVE FUN!

This week I'm linking to Kerryanne's Shabbilicious Friday party and Rooted In Thyme's Simple and Sweet Fridays.  There are direct links on the right.

Friday, October 16, 2015

SANCTUARY IN A WORLD GONE MAD

My beautiful backyard

I picked up a prescription at Publix for my tummy which felt like giant hands were squeezing and pummeling it into submission.  Then like a good girl, I had my flu shot.  After buying every bland food the store had I trudged outside with a very cheerful bag boy pushing my cart.  Only I couldn't find my ancient banged up car anywhere.  I grew more and more desperate as we went up and down the parking lot.  I tried to breathe deeply and visualized my tiny, peaceful porch at home where I would soon be drinking iced tea.
                          

    Finally, I told him to go back inside where I knew he was needed. He gave me a sweet, pitying look and ran back into the cool aisles of Publix.





I really,
 really wanted that iced tea!  I would sit on my pretty porch and read my Anne Tyler book and drink copious amounts of cold lemony tea as my three black cats happily slept.



Oh, dear God, there was my car!  Right where I had thought it would be--how could I 
have missed it? 

 You're old and forgetful. 

 I started loading my bags into the car.  They had apparently mated and had children in the time it took to find the oldest Toyota in the world.  Fretfully, I pulled a warm bottle of water out of its plastic halter (which would live forever) and drank half of it in one long gulp.  At last I could drive home and enjoy my own small piece of paradise.



I smiled to myself and started the car.  Only a lady had stopped her car directly behind mine and I couldn't get out.  I motioned to her to back up, but she couldn't as another car was only inches away from hers. They both wanted my space and neither was prepared to move.  I motioned to her to move on, but she ignored me.  "Drive on! I can't get out!"  She looked the other way.  I got out of the car and shouted, "You have to move; you're blocking me!"  She stared straight ahead.
  
Too bad you don't have a gun.

I moved closer to her car and hissed, "Drive on.  Now!"  Then I got back in my car and began to back up.  Finally, Crazy Woman got the message and drove away.  Then I screamed
"Back up!" to the man in the next car, but he wouldn't budge.  Carefully, very carefully, I maneuvered my car out of the space, missing him by inches.  Faster than a speeding bullet, he shot into my space.



I drove home in a daze, through the never-ending construction, over the freshly painted lanes which would be changed tomorrow.  I thought only of Crystal Light Lemon Iced Decaf Tea.






At last I was home in my sanctuary, settling gratefully into my chippy wicker chair, holding Anne Tyler in one hand and a frosty glass of tea in the other.  The cats slept on.
The world is too much with us....