Ask anyone. I don't do crafts. I tried for most of my life not to make things. But then I started baking. Then I started making cards - none of which were anything to behold. Then I started knitting. Most of that was just to pass the time. But last night I went out and crafted.
My church was having a Christmas craft night and I thought, why the heck not. A couple of stamps and some bags. We're good to go. So I went and took Ashley with me.
Check out my successful craftiness.
Never in my life did I think this was possible, but I did indeed come home with several wonderful Christmas craft creations.
I am once again a creator. Yay me.
Walking down to Ashley's birthday dinner I discovered the gem of all gems.
A Yarn Shop called "A Good Yarn" which is apparently witty because a yarn is sort of tale one might tell of daring adventures and the like.
I wasn't aware.
We bought some yarn so I could make us all some hats.
What a great find.
Today in my teenage angst, I decided against pants.
I once told my father that I wasn't a fan of pants as they're restricting and generally uncomfortable and he informed me that I had that in common with Lady Gaga.
So anyway, I became one of those people that wears a long enough shirt that their tights or leggings are sufficient leg coverings. And in an effort to be publicly comfortable with my body, I decided that it was okay.
Why am I doing this thirty day challenge . . .
I love my blog. That's a fact. I love the idea that people I don't know might be reading it. I love that it gives me the opportunity to be published without belonging to a label. I love that it gives me the opportunity to be heard.
The problem for all of us is however, that our creative juices sometimes run dry. We can go through weeks (sometimes months in the darker times) when we can't post. Not because we don't want to, but rather because we can't stir up anything to post.
This thirty day challenge has given me thirty days (minus day thirteen) of topics to post. It's like free creativity. It's not cheating, it's a platform on which to build my creativity.
I tend to think of myself as a little creatively challenged. But I love my blog. So thank you, 30 Day Challenge, for helping me continue this love.
I tend to be, more often than not, a little ridiculous. I make loud and strange noises; I talk with large hand gestures; I dance . . . everywhere.
I also tend to make friends with people who are, more often than not, less than ridiculous. This is not to say that they don't have these tendencies - they do I assure you. Their ridiculousness, however, might stem out of a state of restlessness, fatigue or stress.
I always know I've made a friend when someone can deal with my ridiculousness and find it endearing, rather than irritating.
So this is a thank you to my friends who take my 'nature' and look on it with love.
My 'bag', and by this I assume they mean purse type carrying device, usually consists of . . .
- about a hundred pens in the pocket. They tend to collect.
- my wallet
- some lip-balm
- hopefully my keys
- a water bottle
- my iPod
- my journal - I'm in a constant state of thinking I'm going to 'need' it.
- a reading book - I'm in a constant state of thinking that at some point I'm going to have to wait for something.
- some mittens in the winter.
- a pair of sunglasses in the summer.
I'm a practical purse carrier. I did the excess thing for a long time but no more. It's just not worth it to carry that extra weight. Generally true about life . . . you tell me.
