Sunday, May 8, 2011

You're A Grand Old Flag

It had been awhile, so last night I broke my flag making silence, and stitched up a few floral pendants to tuck away in my floral pendant pile (aka shoved into a box in my living room closet). Somewhere between finishing one set of flags, visions of the barn at Alex's parent's house that will double as a wedding stage, beer, and my Pennsylvania Dutch Design bins book, I embarked on a new flag project. The flag started as a plain old yellow sheet, and was ripped and stitched into a 4x2 beauty. The floral and fauna you see above, are slowly taking over the boarder of the flag. Alex and I made a deal, that once I finish the boarder, he will paint (in his best cursive, mind you) some sort of sweet (or even vulgar) words. We we're thinking "toilets" "Shut up and eat!" or I am fond of "I love you baby till the cows come home." Suggestions?

Happy Mother's Day

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Guess What Came in the Mail Today?

Now I know that white envelope addressed with a tea kettle stamp, and the nice printed paper don't look like much...let me enlighten your perceptions. Well you see, the other day I saw a program crafting contest on minted. One thing led to the next and I found myself inquiring about the details. The next thing I knew I received an entry in the mail, and I was a regular ol' contestant. The contest, you ask? To bind those babies above (aka programs) with a twist. Keep your specs peeled for my entry (part of the contest is posting your work between now and the 16th, Loud and Proud, smack dab on your blog)... Fingers crossed world.
P.s those photos above are sans entry.

Enjoy

Bedazzled

Sunday, May 1, 2011

You Say it's Your Birthday

In our family, it was birthday tradition to receive breakfast in bed, served on the most special peter rabbit dishes (they only came out for birthdays). Mom, Happy Birthday to you (you're out of town) let's pretend you were greeted this morning with your favorite breakfast to-boot, the family singing terribly off key, and petter rabbit himself. I love you dearly.