Saturday, July 6, 2013

Actually posting something. Don't get all dizzy, now.

Recycled a water bottle as a bathroom salt container. Natural mouthwash and all that.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Weekly Report :P

Since last Tue Been down with the flu So, nuttin' fer you. It's true. Boo hoo hoo. So sue.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Weekly report #1

I really am crafting; I'm just unable to unload pics at the moment. I own two cameras: A Kodak digital that doesn't work, and a new Android phone without the USB cord, which I evidently placed for safekeeping somewhere in Antarctica. I will post photos later. This week, I finished a pair of earrings I began about 5 years ago; made a Perler bead and button pendant; and punched out dozens of shapes for garlands. I disemboweled an old mouse--that was much harder than I thought, getting through the outer plastic--and am planning some fun with the remains. A ladybug is taking shape from the shell. Fun times!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Pirating myself: Pt. 1

Taking a little time jaunt back to 2012...remember that year? Yeah, well, I was supposed to post this then and didn't, so I'm plagiarizing myself.

~CUE SPOOKY MUSIC~

I have had a week wherein I had to take everything in my entire kitchen apart and put it back together again, after a close encounter of the uninvited furry kind. That brought on a frenzy of pre-Spring cleaning which led from closets to drawers to cupboards--I just could not stop myself! Then the owner of the building I live in and manage bought a brand new Shark Navigator floor cleaner for me to haul up and down the four floors of the building (three residential, plus basement) which were horribly overdue for cleaning since the last vacuum broke down before Thanksgiving. Not much time left over for crafting. So easy to veg out in Gardens of Time or Words With Friends--dude, I was sooooo tired!

But know what? When I saw this on Pinterest, I knew immediately that I wanted to copycat it. Here it is at its original Tumblr page. Isn't it just magnificent? And what a (BAD PUN ALERT!) timely message. Ba dum DUM.

So I sat down late last night and covered my kitchen clock numbers with this constant reminder: Come on and do it, Sharon--while you can. There goes your life, tick...tick...tick..the time is always NOW.



Yeah, the Mod Podge was still too wet when I brayered over it to get some air bubbles out, and I didn't notice till later when it was already dry that one of the squares had rubbed off a bit. That's okay; it's imperfect, just like me. I'm not redoing it.

If drafts were dollars...

So, I just went back and looked at all the posts I started to blog last year and never finished. Yep--that's the story of Me, all right. Hey, there was some good stuff there. Now that I'm no longer addicted to Gardens of Time (DON'T!! JUST DON'T!!) or feeling depressed and lazy, maybe I'll pirate myself. Who'll know but me? Tee hee. After all, that's what empty journals, blank canvases, and new years are for.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Smash My Stash in 2013

For the entirety of 2013, I am resolved to make art only with what I already own. No buying paper, tools, glues, studs, ribbons, buttons, or any other geegaws and foofies--it's time to SMASH MY STASH! THE RULES: 1. No using anything from now until Jan. 1, 2014 that I don't already have in my already-overflowing hoard, unless it is a salvaged jar, piece of junk mail, or such from the week's recycling. 2. Must complete and post at least one full project per week, utilizing said stash. Caveats: I will continue to buy from my wonderful neighborhood Beverly's store as usual--who could possibly pass up such deals?--but I will list what I buy and put it away for next year. I am hereby making myself responsible to myself for this, since after not posting anything fresh in this blog for 11 months, I'm sure I no longer have any followers. ;-) FULL DISCLOSURE: I went nuts this past week stocking up on end-of-the-year goodies from Beverly's, knowing that my deadline was approaching. Good thing I had myself a Marvy little Christmas, thanks to my generous husband.