Look what came in the mail today!!!

What did Fed Ex bring for me today??? A story in pictures...











Yep, a mondo roll of foam tape!!!


36 yards of 1-inch wide, 1/16 tall double-sided foam tape. I did the math, and that's the equivalent of a jillion (technical term) foam dots from the craft store. Granted, I don't believe this is acid free, but for cards it doesn't matter.


I've been going through the double-sided adhesive foam dots like water lately. Denise was so kind to share some of her foam tape with me the other night, and I quickly realized how much more cost-effective this is. It's the same stuff, I just have to cut it into little squares myself. Big whoop. Based on my rough calculations, this is enough foam tape for me to mount 1748 playing cards down to greeting cards.

To give you an idea of how big the roll is, here it is on top of a dinner plate. I offset it a few inches because the roll is actually slightly bigger than the plate.







By the way, did you get a load of the packaging??? Methinks the over-the-top packaging might have had something to do with the $10 shipping charge. They SERIOUSLY put the foam tape into a huge box and the cushioned it with these huge styrofoam pieces. This isn't electronics, it's FOAM TAPE... I have no idea why they didn't just stick this puppy in a large padded envelope.

Ironically, there were a few dents in the tape from being wedged inside styrofoam. Hehehe....


I finished my granny's purse today, along with a few little extras. I'll post it tomorrow so I can photo it all in good light.

My makeover, and the beginnings of -another- fabric basket

First, my makeover...

Yeah, not what you were expecting, was it?? Nope, I didn't get a day at the spa or a new haircut. I got a makeover a la Olivia. Normally I cringe when she says the word "makeover" while wielding a comb, but tonight she had such a sweet, earnest look on her face that I couldn't deny her the fun. So she combed and fussed, and brushed my hair into my face then back out of my face. She got her little play make-up set out and put a little lip gloss on my lips. When she was done, I went to the mirror and told her how beautiful I felt. She was so proud.

(I'm a bit embarassed by the bad photo. My husband, king of all things mechanical, apparently does not know how to take a picture of me without making my eyes roll or giving me two chins. But shhhh... don't tell him I said that!)

In addition to getting a makeover, I also started making -another- fabric basket tonight. This one is going to be a special project - a purse for my grandmother. When I was picking her up from visiting my grandfather in the hospice, she remarked about my nice, new purse. My nice, new purse being the fabric basket I made the other week. She told me how it looked to be the perfect size for the stuff she needs to carry to church, and how all the other purses she has are too big and too heavy. I told her that it would be my honor to make one for her.

I'm using bright colors for the patchwork, paired with a stark black for the bottom and a printed black for the inside. She told me that most of the clothes she wears to church are fairly drab colors - grays, creams, whites, blacks - so I thought the bright colors would be fun. My goal is to get this finished in time for her to carry it with her to church this Sunday.

The weekend turned out okay after all...

Our Memorial Day weekend was off to a pretty lousy start, what with Liv's continued fever virus and all. Turns out it was a 7-DAY virus. UGH. It would seem like it was going away, and then - bam - there it was back again. We spent much of last week crashed out on the couch and watched waaaaay too much television.


By Sunday, we were showing signs that she was on the mend, and by Monday she was feeling pretty nigh back to normal. The sun was shining, with not a cloud in the sky. Off we went to the park, to try out a little motorized airplane that Daddy had picked up for her at the hardware store. (Sensing the picture-taking opportunities, I lugged my camera with me...)



Daddy helps Liv launch her plane...

...and here it is flying high! We were all surprised at how well this little styrofoam plane flew.



Later, Liv headed for the play equipment in the shade. I snapped this picture of her on one of the older climbing pieces. My father used to take my sister and I to this very park when I was a child, and this climbing piece was one of my favorites. Talk about nostalgia...

Another fabric basket

I am SO groovin' on Pink Penguin's fabric basket tutorial. If you sew, even the slightest bit, you need, need, need to go make one of these!! Her design is so stinkin' cute and her instructions so easy to follow - I don't think it's possible to make one that doesn't look good.

I've been using the red and blue one I made last week to carry around my little fabric squares and needle/thread to make the kanzashi fabric flowers. It's just exactly the perfect size for small stitching projects.

I made another one earlier this week, but changed up the dimensions to make it large enough to work as a purse. (I also changed the orientation of the handles so they're on the long sides now.) The result is this little puppy:

I am SO in love with my new little summer purse! It's just big enough for my wallet, my phone, a pair of sunglasses, my keys, and my Etsy business cards.

It's 6" tall x 8" long x 4" deep. To get this size, I patched together 2.5" squares (instead of 2" in the tutorial), and the large solid rectangle connecting the pieced portions is 12.5" x 8". I also doubled the length of the handles and put them on the longer sides so it carries more like a purse.

Teacher gifts and an Etsy word

I've got two things to post today. First, the Etsy word for the week:


cadge \KAJ\,
transitive verb: 1. To beg or obtain by begging; to sponge.
intransitive verb: 1. To beg; to sponge.


There are so many different ways to go with this one! I can't wait to see what people find. (If you want to play along, just find a listing on Etsy that you feel fits this definition in some way, and post the link as a comment to this post.)


And now for the teacher's gifts. Today was Liv's last day of school. I was afraid that she might have to miss her last day of school because of being sick, but thankfully we went the full day yesterday without fever. Given that little girl has been sick nearly ALL WEEK, I didn't exactly have time to get out and go shopping for little teacher gifts. But luckily...


...while I was stuck on the couch with a sick child all week, my hands were busy stitching little fabric flowers. So last night while watching the American Idol finale, I pulled out two little fabric flowers and made brooches out of them.




These were actually really easy to make. The only difficult part was putting the pin on the back, but I have a feeling I made it more difficult than it needed to be. I'm anal retentive like that. If one stitch will hold something, I feel like it needs ten to be sure.

Ah well, even with the extra super-duper pin back stitching, it still took way less time than driving to the store AND I didn't spend $30 on meaningless junk AND I was able to give a handmade gift to each of her two teachers. Yay for crafting!

Vomitus Eruptus

Okay, so you can probably tell this already by the title, but this post is not for the squeamish....

If you've been wondering where I've been the last few days, my daughter has been sick. It's mainly been fever, but with a little stomach upset thrown in here and there for good measure. Which leads me to the subject of this post.

Night before last, we were all up at about 3:00 am. Liv had woken up earlier with her fever and was having a hard time getting settled back in. In the bed, out of bed, calling for us, crying, etc. It was in the middle of all of this that we hear her hacking and coughing, and then crying. Tony goes in her room to check on her, and a few seconds later he calls to me, "Mama, we need some help in here!"

I get up and head down the hallway, only to see my husband running across the hall to the bathroom with his hands cupped. I pop my head in to see him dumping the contents of his hands into the toilet. Guessing what had just happened (and amazed at the resourcefulness of my husband), I grab a wet wipe and go into Liv's room to clean her up. I dab at her cheek with the wipe, only to see her heaving again. This time it's my turn to assume the position. I cup my hands in front of her, and she fills them up. Now I'm running to the bathroom, while my husband is going in to check on her.

We did this bizarre little relay race a few times before her stomach was completely emptied. I'm proud to say that the sheets and the stuffed animals surrounding her all came through the ordeal unscathed.

I don't know that there is any book that could have prepared me for think-on-your-feet, suck-it-up moments like this. I'm the girl who can't pick up a bug carcass to throw it away, even with all the wads of toilet paper in the world. (That's what vacuums are for...) I'm the girl whose stomach gets weak at the thought of another child's dirty diaper. But with my own child, that's not an issue. Especially when she's sick and feeling so vulnerable, and needing the comfort of someone bigger and more in control than she is. And so we cup our hands in front of her and tell her it's okay, to do what she needs to do. It's not the cuddle-on-the-couch, Hallmark greeting style tenderness that one thinks about when they think of parenting. But it's tenderness nonetheless.

It's like porn for me...

...the Uline catalog, that is.



A whole catalog of paper & packaging products - in bulk. 415 pages of it. Corrugated boxes in a jillion shapes and sizes. Gift boxes. Computer labels. Shipping Tags. Chipboard. Mailer tubes. Gawd, they even sell those little silica gel packs, in containers of 6,000 of course.

Sensory overload.

I think I'm glowing a little.