Or her (non)ex-convict crafty twin.
Last night Grahm was being super grown-up and looking over insurance policies and researching a new bank. We are finally getting a joint-checking account. (Grahm's nervous about this. Mwhaha.) I've deemed myself not mature enough to participate in such conversations. More importantly, I don't really care. I mean, c'mon. Bank fees? Interest rates? Snoozefest.
If you're just now catching on, I'm not very good at being a grown-up (like who's running for President? Hmmm. Beats me! I'm a Pan-theorist... it'll all pan out in the end, baby). Don't worry though, Grahm knows enough for the both of us, and he always asks my opinion. Enough with my tangents... (Just call me Paul the Apostle. Or don't, that's slightly blasphemous. But you know what I meant; the man liked his rabbit trails.)
Despite all the organizing I still needed to do and Grahm wanting me to discuss whether or not I prefer vision or dental care packages (really?)... I decide to play with my Christmas present for the first time. It was just sitting there, beckoning my name.
With it, I decided to get my craft on with an old sweater that I was about to toss. The idea came from this fabulous BLOG. She gives an excellent tutorial, even this ol' dumb blonde can follow.
I was pretty pleased with it, since it's one of the first things I've ever sewed, but boy does my hand sewing need work! The bottom right corner looks like spaghetti, the thread is all over the place. Hopefully no one will be examining the needlework (except you, mom). I think it'll look great on our couch (once we get one!).
I love having pictures around the house. Some people (weird people) don't like having pictures of themselves hanging on their walls. I wholeheartedly disagree (no matter how unfortunate your smile may be). Frames are a fun way to spice up your decor, and provide you with a snapshot to your past. On Black Friday Target was having a steal of a deal on their frames. I was all over that like rat on a cheeto. So today (me being me) I decided I had to bedazzle them in some way. With some extra fabric and some of the paper rosettes I took from my dead wreath (remember that sad story?) I brought these boring frames to a newer and more fabulous life.
They're all a teensy bit different, but they still have a cohesiveness about them. It took all of 30 minutes, and these cheapo deapo frames look much more decoration friendly.
Today, Martha. Tomorrow, Picasso meets Rachel Ray. I plan on painting some of the few furniture pieces we own, and finally getting to use my new kitchen to cook my man a meal.
What's your latest project? Anything fabulous you're working on?