So, I saw this bracelet in a catalog (one of about a jillion that I get) months ago and fell in love with it right away. What I didn’t fall in love with was the price tag, $88.00 but I kept looking at it, checking to see if it had gone on sale, looking at it some more, then more checking and more looking. Finally, last week, as I was doing more looking, one of the little voices in my head (yes, I have a committee in my head) said, “You could totally make that, you know”. So I set about doing just that. I’ve been playing around with jewelry making and experimenting with different things, I had a spool of waxed linen cording and little silver beads that didn’t work for another project and this is what happened:
This one’s mine This one’s theirs
Pretty good for a total investment of about five bucks and thirty minutes, wouldn’t you say? And it fits perfectly (I have very skinny wrists). I did good, in my never to be humble opinion.
Babydiva’s baptism is scheduled for Saturday, so we tried the family baptistmal gown on her Saturday and I’m happy to report that it’s a perfect fit; the bonnet not so much. She’s the fourth baby to wear it. OK, technically, she’s the third since her dad, Babydaddy, couldn’t squeeze into it when he was her age. But, he did have it on for a minute or so, so I’m counting that as a wearing. If I remember correctly, he was very, very bad tempered about trying it on, too. Isn’t she a beauty??
Babydiva AKA Harper
BY THE BOOK
Am reading American Passage , a history of Ellis Island, which has always fascinated me and on my Nook, Killer Photos with Your iPhone. I’ve pretty much quit using anything but my phone to take pictures, this book has already taught me a lot, both how to set up a good photo and how to use my iPhone and its features to make pictures. Hopefully my pics will improve the more I learn. I’m ashamed to admit that I had to ask Mr. Iknead what kind of phone I have, 3G? 3GS? It’s a 4. Learn something new every day.
Revolution is not something fixed in ideology, nor is it something fashioned to a particular decade. It is a perpetual process embedded in the human spirit. Abbie Hoffman