Soldier On With A Solder Gun

Susan went to St. Louis.  

Because I was pretty sure that she'd take crochet with her
and not her solder gun, 

I asked to borrow it. 

It's nice when you know a friend so well that:

#1.  You know she doesn't travel with her solder gun.

#2   You know that she DOES travel with crochet.

#3.   You are fairly confident that she will let you borrow her solder gun.

#4    You know you can call her at 7:00 a.m.

You might not know her as well as you thought when:

#5.  She shows up at your front door, dripping wet, in a robe and slippers 

at 7:05 a.m. with said solder gun in her wet hand
 immediately following your phone call.

I got busy and busted a plate to bits.  Only to discover that I was supposed to have a wet sander.

I didn't.  I went ahead, soldiered on  and soldered away.

Then I made this:

I soldered the broken plate piece.

Then I soldered everything together on this bottle.

Recognize that butterfly earring?

There's another earring piece at the top.

I used a button for the stopper.

I found this plate at the flea market.

I've been searching for plates with blue birds on them.

I want to smash this and make a necklace out of the little blue bird.

That calls for precise smashing.

I'm not sure how exacting my smashing is.

Luckily this is primarily a craft blog.

Lucky for me most of you readers are crafters.

Otherwise, that sentence above - - it would make no sense!

Here's a closeup of the little blue birds.

As you can see, there's really no room for error.

yeah.

It should be a piece of cake.

Hopefully,

(are you ready for this?)

It

should 

be

a

smashing success!!

hahahahaha!

A couple of more things from the flea market.

I loved these earrings!  I know I could make them, but

I bought them for $5.00!  

For $5.00 someone else can make them!

You will need to click on the picture of the pot holder
to read it.
Apparently, these were given out by an automobile service garage.
It looks like the 1950's or early 1960's to me.
Tell me this.
 How many women even owned their own cars back then?
How many women took their cars to the mechanic themselves?
If the "little woman" of the house didn't take the auto in for service
(and I'm guessing that she didn't) how many menfolk would have
been delighted with this pot holder?!
"Honey, I got an oil change,a tune-up,  the tires aired and rotated and
SAY - they gave us this swell hot pad holder!"
It makes me giggle.  So does my cooking sometimes.
Between the cooking and this pot holder,
 my kitchen ought to be a real laugh fest.
That is until the smoke alarm goes off...

My favorite thing.

This sheet music.

When You Wish Upon A Star

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

I hope your smoke alarm has batteries and 
that all of your dreams come true.