An Abundance of Cheese and a Preposterance of Fools

So, while waiting for the End of The World As We Know It snowstorm

 I'm talking with my daughter online.

I'm taking a class on attracting abundance into your life.

I'm going to learn how to become 

an abundance magnet.

My daughter says to be careful.  

What exactly are you attracting abundantly into your life? she asks.

You could be attracting stinky cheese.

An abundance of stinky cheese is not something anyone wants.

Unless you are opening a cheese shop.

Then we started talking about opening a cheese shop.

The next thing I know we are calling my class

The Cheese Abundance Class.

I take my class on February 8th.

I'm a little worried.

As you know...

The Cheese Stands Alone!

Blood Red

I had a friend years ago that described her perfect shade of quilting red 

as "blood red."

It always made me shudder 

just slightly.

But this necklace?

It's just that color.

And kind of creepy.

And rather disturbing 

that it actually came from

 the same brain

that made

this.

I see so many crafters/artists

out there 

who have a distinct 

vision.

My vision is more

shall we say

Sybill-esque?

I mean, honestly.

One necklace looks like it came out of

Twilight. 

(which by the way I've never read or seen)

The other looks

old and vintagey.

(which spell check tells me is not a word)

Together they look kind of cool.

For those of you

in touch with your inner vampire

I have these both up

on 

Etsy.

(on a side note:  the upper left hand corner of my blog
is now counting down the days until spring)

The Winner and A Little Bit of Pixie Dust

Last night there was some magic afoot.

Yesterday had been a very long day.

A few of life's foibles had gotten

in the way of my grand plan for

the drawing giveaway.

I managed to get the names cut-out.

I had everything

ready to go

for the drawing.

I was using my favorite

Peter Pan

tin bank.

I put all of the names inside.

One by one.

I shook the can this way and that way.

I shook it up really well.

Then the phone rang.

I had to run up to the library

and hook the computers back up.

We had new counter-tops put in

and everything was disassembled.

When I came home

I had forgotten to finish the 

giveaway!

My brain can be fuddy-duddy like that.

Little did I know...

That fairies

had intervened.

You see, they were

tired of waiting.

Tired of waiting on me.

I woke up Saturday morning

to this!

One lone piece of paper on the doily

And

NOTHING was in the tin bank!

I turned the piece of paper over

very s-l-o-w-l-y

and

the winner is

CAMERON!

(the fairies are doin' some dancing, NOW!)

Cameron, please email me your address.

Unless you're afraid I might show up unannounced

with broken glass and a soldering iron

toting a large box of band-aids.

I would understand.

Congratulations, Missy Cameron!

Impromptu Love Potion

#9

That is.

I get

the most

odd-ball ideas

for necklaces.

I took a tiny bottle

Made it scuzzy inside

on purpose.

Not like the

vintage perfume 

debacle.

Made a vintage looking label.

And...

that's as far as I got with

Love Potion #9.

Tomorrow is another day.
Ooooh.  That sounds like
the title of a romance novel.
Tomorrow
IS
Another Day!
(With Fabio's hair blowing in the breeze)
oops - back to the task at hand.

This is just a little pile of things

I put together to take pictures of.

I went to another felting class last night.

We made these.

We wet felted wool balls

and made bracelets.

There's just no way

to put a bunch of middle-aged women

in a room with warm soapy water

making felt balls

and keep the conversation 

quiet and reserved.

Nope.

Not happening.

And that's all 

I'm going to say

about that.

This is my favorite.

I needle felted this 

when I had my wisdom tooth out.

I guess the logic there was

since I was already in pain

stabbing myself with sharp and pointy objects

couldn't feel that bad, now could it?

I put a pretty Czech bead at the top.

I beaded an impromptu design

on the body of the heart.

Don't you just love the word

impromptu?

It means,

"I have no clue what I'm doing."
Impromptu.

New word of the day.

Used in a sentence.

You're  welcome.

Don't forget about the giveaway.

Leave a comment on this post.

My Husband's Birthday Giveaway

So, I'm in the kitchen messing around with egg dye

Again.

Thinking about a blog post

and 

my husband's birthday

next week.

And I think about starting with:

HEY KIDS!

DO YOU KNOW 

WHAT TIME IT IS?

Done that.

How about,

RIBBON TO DYE FOR!?

Naw.

Repurposed from the

Christmas Tree Dye episode.

So,

I'm cutting this vintage ribbon

that I bought last summer.

 Thinking about a blog post.

Thinking about all of you 

nice folks out there in

Blogville.

Thinking that I never dreamed

anyone would ever read

my crazy, schizophrenic ramblings.

...and

I wanted to do something

as a

thank you.

Then 

OUT OF THE BLUE

It hits me!

Well not exactly.

First,

I was disappointed that the blue ribbon

actually dyed very, very pale.

THEN

the epiphany came.

G I V E A W A Y

How about this?

A Valentine Kit

with some extra surprises 

thrown in.

Here we go:

Vintage Doilies.

2 sheets of Valentine tissue paper.

Vintage pages torn from 

several French books

including a portion

of a Paris map.

More paper.

Handmade paper.

Metallic Red paper.

All Valentine shades from

light pink to dark red.

Vintage valentines

and

vintage looking valentines.

All of the ribbon

that I just 

finished dyeing.

 and there'll be more treasures.

If you've stayed with me

this long

here's the 

important part.

Simply

respond.

Here.

On this post.

That's it!

I just added this

vintage millinery flower, too.

In fact, I'll be adding more surprises

 all week to the envelope.

It's a BIG envelope, too!!

Reply here.

I'll draw the winner on

Friday, January 21st.

What does this have to do

with Mr. Spectacular Mess' birthday you ask?

It's a few less craft things of mine

that he has to look at, find in his butter,

trip over, step on, move out of the way...

Trust me.

He'll love it.

Love Shack - Bay-bee

Remember this song?  

You don't? 

This was going through my mind while I was

making some Valentine's Day goodies

for my Etsy Shop.

Now that I'm actually listening to it

I suddenly remember.

It's a little annoying.  

BUT

It was inspiration for this

which I actually made before Christmas.

It seemed appropriate for the 

upcoming Valentine's Day.

The original Love Shack Necklace.

Your very own

Tin Roof Love Shack

located at

(are you ready for this?)

53 Lover's Lane Drive!!

I also whipped up this bit o'fun.

I cut up old romance novels.

This one was actually

Romancing The Stone.

Yeah.

Like the movie.

And yes.

That is

the one,

the only,

Mr.

I Can't Believe It's Not....(you know the rest)

FABIO!!!

(and the crowd goes crazy)

Not into Fabio?

Me either.

Yet, there he is gracing the cover

of this romance novel.

Yuppers.

Romance novels.

I had to stand in line

at the Goodwill

with an armload 

of these babies.

Trying the entire time

to look like

I had no idea

what I was holding.

"Romance novels?  Wow!

How did THOSE get 

in my arms?"

And I cut up those pages and made this:

Don't you want to know

what it says?

NO!

It does NOT say

KICK ME.

It says...

Here it is with ribbons.

Or, I suppose you could make one that says

Kick Me.

But

I

wouldn't.