One of the best things about this time is the decorations. Forget the dark days and add twinkle to your life with fairy lights. Get all wrapped up with recycled paper. Make your own cool wreath.
This wreath is so easy to make that even I can do it. I made it three Christmases ago. It squashes flat and fluffs out when the decs go up. It also ticks the recycling, upcycling and reusing boxes. Here’s how:
Take a wire coat hanger and bend and twist into a rough circle keeping the hook as,well, a hook.
Cut plastic bags into approximately 2 x 6 inch strips
Take each strip and knot around the wire
Keep going round the circle pushing the knotted strips close and tight.
When the circle is full fluff out the strips and trim if required.
Add decoration of choice or leave without
You can use coloured bags ( I used clear) and adapt for other occasions e.g. Halloween, Baby shower, wedding, Birthday etc.
Hook up the wreath. Stand back. Admire.
Happy decorating to you all dear reader!
At last! Finished! Looks great! And it works!
At last my craft room is finished! Painting done, desk delivered, chair assembled and finally the cause of all this trouble, the sewing machine is unpacked.
I’ve sorted out most of my craft books and displayed them in the room. There are a few more to sort through but you get the idea? It’s lovely having them in the same place and a chance to “remember” the books that I have.
I invested in a lovely oak desk with some storage, which fortunately was delivered ready assembled. The new linen box and swivel chair were a different story. I had to face the IKEA challenge and put them together. This did require a degree of DIY skills and ingenuity. Neither of which I have in abundance.
Best of all is the new sewing machine. You may remember that it was delivered two or three weeks ago. I had only checked that there was actually a sewing machine in the box but hadn’t taken it out. I can now confirm that it works, it’s fab, and I love it! Watch this space for some creativity and sewing.
Lovely step Grandaughter turned nine this weekend. As a treat we all went out in Damnvan1 for a birthday picnic by the sea. We were very fortunate as the rain stopped and the sun shone as we drove up to the coast. Great fun was had with a birthday banner over the windscreen, balloons and party poppers. We finished our buffet picnic party with chocolate cake sporting nine candles. The grand finale was a Knickerbocker Glory at a local ice cream parlour. Predictably she couldn’t eat much of it but apparently I’m told that a Knickerbocker Glory is compulsory to celebrate turning nine whole years old.
Muddling along on the craft front at the moment as I’ve been trying to finish my new craft room. I’ve never before decorated a whole room on my own but I’m delighted with the results. The desk arrives tomorrow so nearly there.
I will publish a grand reveal when complete, so watch this space!
Remember the big sort I was telling you about last week? Well the project continues but with chaos abounding.
1) We had to buy a new bed for our spare room. After MUCH discussion Hubs refused to buy a new mattress as well so I ordered one anyway
2) Whilst we are sorting out the new bed I virtually threw out all my clothes from the spare room wardrobe. I feel cleansed but maybe I will have to organise something for the Winter! We took seven bags of clothes to the charity shops.
3) Its amazing how much I had stored under the old spare room bed.
4) As we were buying a new bed it seemed sensible to decorate the room. Hubs agreed after some gentle persuasion.
5) The bulb had fused in the spare room so Hubs sort of removed the shade to replace the bulb. The light fitting broke so now we need a new light fitting and an electrician to fit it.
6) The TV in the lounge died so we are off to buy a new one tomorrow.
7) Because we are expecting a new bed and re decorating I have bought new bedding. Well you can’t use old quilt covers on a new bed can you?
8) It seemed a good idea to buy curtains to match the new quilt.
9) The electric kettle gave up so we need to buy a new one! I guess we’ve made too much calming tea with the other kettle.
10) Maybe I will sort out our master bedroom next! Maybe not as I don’t want a divorce!
Pause for thought:
A year or so ago I stumbled over a cottage with a yellow door. I wanted to buy that cottage and it was for sale and it had a yellow door. The fact that I didn’t have the money, didn’t want to move and Hubs knew nothing about it was irrelevant. The cottage had a yellow door and I wanted it!
I explored beyond the yellow door and had myself moved in and decorated each of the tiny rooms. I would have a dresser with yellow China cups and a cream couch with yellow accents throw. I spent hours fantasising how I would visit this cottage ever weekend and never ever change the colour of the yellow door.
To this day I don’t know why this tiny cottage, up a lane in Snowdonia, with a yellow door was so attractive to me. It was definitely something to do with the yellow door. So guys if you are selling your home paint the front door yellow!
Meanings of Yellow in Other Cultures
In Japan Yellow means Courage and Nobility
In Islam Yellow means Wisdom
Hindus consider Yellow a Sacred color
Buddhist monks wear Saffron Yellow robes
In many Middle East countries Yellow represents Golden Prosperity
In Egypt Yellow is reserved for Mourning
In India Yellow is the color used by Merchants
To Native Americans Yellow is the symbol for unconditional Love
In China Yellow represents Honor and Royalty
Yesterday we started to decorate the lounge in our cottage. Now it’s not very big but is in need of some TLC. The first task was a trip to one of those mega DIY stores (B and Q to be precise). I HATE DIY stores! In fact I feel as though I’m going to have a panic attack when I trawl between the paint, wallpaper, sandpaper, and screws of every size know to man. Actually, I nearly did have a panic attack when we arrived at the till and needed Oxygen due to how much we had spent! We filled up the car, drove home and started to plaster the cracks until wine time.
We awoke to a beautiful dawn. After minimal discussion we dumped the decorating, packed a few useful items and got Damnvan1 out of winter storage. We drove to Bolton Abbey in Yorkshire and had set up camp in time for afternoon tea. We had a visit from a long stream of ducks who investigated the feed situation. And then it was wine time.
OK we will have to return to the decorating but maybe when it is cold and rainy! I know what I’d rather be doing!
This is my vintage dressing table. My parents bought it for me in the 1950’s and I felt ever so grown up. It has had various reincarnations over many years. The curtains have been replaced altering the colour scheme as fashion changed. It currently stands in my guest bedroom and I think is very cute. It is a kidney shape with the curtains hiding two deep drawers. There is a glass top and triple mirrors. The mirrors angle in various directions which enabled me to check the back of my back combed “bee hive” in the late 60’s.Because we have been re painting this room the table has enjoyed a re fresh with newly laundered curtains and polished glass. The dressing table is in perfect condition, but probably not worth a lot of money. I wouldn’t sell it for the world as I have admired my changing image in the mirror for far too long!
I’ll hopefully be back to blogging about crafts next time I’m here. I have been very busy crafting and even busier dreaming of what to do.