Today, as I was going through my music, I realized I have recently purchased my fifth cd of the title 'Favourite ballet classics' or something similar. Perhaps this is a habit I need to address.
Green with ruffles is how I like pretty much everything...so I thought that was a good name. I hereby strive to transcribe coherent records of thoughts and muzings: challenge accepted.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
I'm back!
Hallelujah! My photo uploader is working again!! In honour of this momentous occasion, I am posting a few photos of one of my earlier projects. This project was inspired by a lovely chair at Winners which I saw but FORGOT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF! Gah. So, I remembered what it looked like but can't share the information. Anyhow, it was $198 and I thought 'I can make that...come on.'
I started with this delightful chair which has a story of its own. When my parents were on their HONEYMOON, they picked it up on the side of the road, brought it home and put new fabric on it. It's been in our house forever.


I ripped the fabric off the seat to find this delightful scene. Hmmm.
One of the springs was all bent and not fixable so I ripped all the spring out and my dad cut me a piece of plywood to make the seat instead.


Oh...but first I actually gave it two coats of paint and then distressed it a little bit to make it vintage-y and cute.
The fabric I used to recover was SO pretty. Blue and green (being my first and 3rd favourite colours :) with BUTTERFLIES (I love) and gold sparkly parts (but nice sparkles, not ugly tacky sparkles.)
The fabric was in the bolt-end basket at Satin Moon (a favourite of mine). And I had barely enough to do the whole chair, but the piece only cost $8! So the cost of my chair was $8 plus a free chair plus some extra stuffing to make it comfier and a few staples....but someone gave me those...so probably about $10 in total? Yay!!!

It looks so cute in my room, along with another recent project that I will document tomorrow.

I'm glad to be back!
I started with this delightful chair which has a story of its own. When my parents were on their HONEYMOON, they picked it up on the side of the road, brought it home and put new fabric on it. It's been in our house forever.
I ripped the fabric off the seat to find this delightful scene. Hmmm.
One of the springs was all bent and not fixable so I ripped all the spring out and my dad cut me a piece of plywood to make the seat instead.
Oh...but first I actually gave it two coats of paint and then distressed it a little bit to make it vintage-y and cute.
The fabric I used to recover was SO pretty. Blue and green (being my first and 3rd favourite colours :) with BUTTERFLIES (I love) and gold sparkly parts (but nice sparkles, not ugly tacky sparkles.)
The fabric was in the bolt-end basket at Satin Moon (a favourite of mine). And I had barely enough to do the whole chair, but the piece only cost $8! So the cost of my chair was $8 plus a free chair plus some extra stuffing to make it comfier and a few staples....but someone gave me those...so probably about $10 in total? Yay!!!
It looks so cute in my room, along with another recent project that I will document tomorrow.
I'm glad to be back!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Just so you know...
I have not fallen off the face of the planet, nor have I left the world of creative endeavors. I have a few projects waiting to be posted but my silly photo uploader thing has gone awol on me and they just aren't the same without the pictures! I'll be back with them as soon as I get it working.
See you soon!
See you soon!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Why I love to repurpose...
I love to repurpose. It's so much fun. I love the creativity it requires, and having something beautiful that I have made. But more than any of that, I love to repurpose because I think Jesus loves to repurpose.
He loves to find us right in the mess we're in. He loves to dig us out from the bottom of the pile. He loves to find us in all our ripped, torn, grease-stained glory.
Man, we were expensive.
His sacrifice puts my dollar rack purchases into perspective.
My point is, I wasn't worth much.
But he paid everything for my mess.
Because he saw something. A splash of colour. A beautiful piece of fabric just sewn into an awful shape.
He sees the potential. He has a trained eye. He knows what he can do with us.
He has to scrub our stains, sew up our holes, rip out our proud padded shoulders :)
He has to pull out his seam ripper and carefully pull apart those ugly spots where someone else put us together. He does it so much better.
He pulls us apart and shapes us differently. He hems us up a little, fixes up the sleeves, adds a few ruffles.
He gives us new life, new meaning, he repurposes us.
And then he looks at us with the same joy I look at my projects with and says "See how beautiful you were supposed to be?"
Just like it feeds my soul to create something beautiful, it delights His Father heart to keep working to perfect me.
I'm so grateful to Him.
And so, I continue my search for repurpose.
He loves to find us right in the mess we're in. He loves to dig us out from the bottom of the pile. He loves to find us in all our ripped, torn, grease-stained glory.
Man, we were expensive.
His sacrifice puts my dollar rack purchases into perspective.
My point is, I wasn't worth much.
But he paid everything for my mess.
Because he saw something. A splash of colour. A beautiful piece of fabric just sewn into an awful shape.
He sees the potential. He has a trained eye. He knows what he can do with us.
He has to scrub our stains, sew up our holes, rip out our proud padded shoulders :)
He has to pull out his seam ripper and carefully pull apart those ugly spots where someone else put us together. He does it so much better.
He pulls us apart and shapes us differently. He hems us up a little, fixes up the sleeves, adds a few ruffles.
He gives us new life, new meaning, he repurposes us.
And then he looks at us with the same joy I look at my projects with and says "See how beautiful you were supposed to be?"
Just like it feeds my soul to create something beautiful, it delights His Father heart to keep working to perfect me.
I'm so grateful to Him.
And so, I continue my search for repurpose.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
well, I had fun
My pirate name is:
Captain Anne Flint
Even though there's no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you're the one in charge. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!
Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.part of the fidius.org network
Thursday, March 17, 2011
#3 MJ
There are plenty of nice pictures of this guy, but I thought these would be more appropriate. A few lovely self-portraits.



Miles is...well...I don't really know how to describe him if you don't know him...
He lives to fish. No seriously. It's like he speaks this whole alternate language that nobody in the universe speaks except people who fish.
For example - "A good way to trout fish is to get a woolly bugger and attach it to a gang troll, then you troll at about 5 miles an hour."
And "Buzz bombs are quite heavy lures that are mostly good for jigging. They're mostly for salmon and rock cod, and sometimes you might catch a small halibut with them."
I may have quoted him incorrectly, my fishing lingo could use a little work.
He lives as if his entire life is on a comedy show. He's good at being hilarious. He'll strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere. He's super charismatic.
If he doesn't grow up to be a comedian, he'll probably be an entrepreneur. He's been selling stuff his whole life, from beans and tomatoes from the garden, to wooden carvings, to painted rocks and bouquets of greenery from the yard. One time he set up a stand at the road to sell buckets of water which he collected from the potholes in our driveway. When I asked him what they were for, he told me people could save money by buying it to water their plants with. He was charging $5 for a large gallon bucket.
Well, that's Miles.
Miles is...well...I don't really know how to describe him if you don't know him...
He lives to fish. No seriously. It's like he speaks this whole alternate language that nobody in the universe speaks except people who fish.
For example - "A good way to trout fish is to get a woolly bugger and attach it to a gang troll, then you troll at about 5 miles an hour."
And "Buzz bombs are quite heavy lures that are mostly good for jigging. They're mostly for salmon and rock cod, and sometimes you might catch a small halibut with them."
I may have quoted him incorrectly, my fishing lingo could use a little work.
He lives as if his entire life is on a comedy show. He's good at being hilarious. He'll strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere. He's super charismatic.
If he doesn't grow up to be a comedian, he'll probably be an entrepreneur. He's been selling stuff his whole life, from beans and tomatoes from the garden, to wooden carvings, to painted rocks and bouquets of greenery from the yard. One time he set up a stand at the road to sell buckets of water which he collected from the potholes in our driveway. When I asked him what they were for, he told me people could save money by buying it to water their plants with. He was charging $5 for a large gallon bucket.
Well, that's Miles.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Rebar Madness: Day 1
I have a wonderful challenge. I am going to attempt to cook my way through the entire Rebar cookbook. I'm not sure how long it will take me, and I'm not going to worry about that part...let's just say it will be less than ten years...or so. It'll be like Julie and Julia, only Rebar and Emma...I guess. ANYWAY,
My first recipe was breakfast this morning. I made fried eggs and potatoe latkes with hollandaise sauce. It was actually suppose to be poached eggs, but we don't have an egg poacher and the egg I tried to poach without one kind of exploded.

My first recipe was breakfast this morning. I made fried eggs and potatoe latkes with hollandaise sauce. It was actually suppose to be poached eggs, but we don't have an egg poacher and the egg I tried to poach without one kind of exploded.
The hollandaise recipe had dill in it and it was TO DIE FOR.
Paired with a yummy blueberry smoothy, this was an excellent breakfast.
A very tasty day all round :)
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