Memorial Day...Poppies

As a young girl in 4-H, my club participated in this 'holiday' by selling poppies.  I remember going to some of the neighboring small towns in Ohio to sell them.  Back then, it was an easy sale.

  At the grocery this weekend, there were two veterans selling poppies.  No one paid much attention to them. After leaving, I wondered just how many people understood what they were doing.  No, I didn't buy one, but that was only because I literally had no cash with me.

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I learned of the importance of Memorial Day and Veteran's Day from my father (whom I sometimes called Pop).  He was proud of his service to our country in WWII, as was my brother for his service in Viet Nam.  Fortunately, they both came home.  I'm sure that they both thought about the soldiers they fought with, who gave their lives for our freedom. 

In Flander's Field

by John McCrae

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow,

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky,

The larks, still bravely singing, fly,

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead.

Short days ago,

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved and now we lie,

In Flanders Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe

To you, from failing hands, we throw,

The torch, be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us, who die,

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow,

In Flanders Fields.

For all who gave their lives,

Jeans and a Tie...or...

...jeans and a pleated necktie necklace!

This coming week is the last week of school, and my principal said that we could wear jeans all week, as long as we wore either a staff shirt or something nice, to stay professional looking.  I'm thinking that a tie would raise the bar to professional.

This morning I saw this tutorial, from Maybe Matilda.  I raided DH's closet for a tie and came up with my very own pleated necktie necklace.  I made a couple of changes.  First, I decided that since it really did look like a tie, I would use the skinny end in the design, using the entire tie.  Second, I ended up hand sewing the top edge so that it lays nicely.

And I happened to have the perfect button for this!

After I finished, DH made some comment to the extent that people probably look at me and think that I should just go shopping to buy things.  Not.  This is way more fun!

So, will this dress up my jeans enough to make my boss happy?!

Produce Bags and Lapbooks

These produce bags are so cool!  The pattern is from Daisy Janie and they are quick and easy.  I made these for a wonder parent helper for an end-of-the-year gift.  I am also making a fabric grocery bag for her, and one of my team members is buying items to fill the bags.  So far she bought 3 bottles of wine with fun, food-related labels.  Does anyone have ideas for more items to fill the bags with?  This mom helper deserves a lot!        

Three summers ago I took a district class called "Lapbooks: Taking Foldables to the Next Level."  One of the things that I created for that class was a lapbook to be used with our language arts series.  This series has 6 units, so that meant 6 lapbooks for each student over the course of the school year.  Each lapbook has a variety of activities for the students to be working on while I'm working with small groups of students.

Here is what they look like.

Front

 Middle

 Back

 
This mom helper made these lapbooks not only for my class, but for my entire grade level.  That was about 400 of these over the course of this past school year.  Plus, she has volunteered to put the first unit together to start out the school year in the fall.  We LOVE you, Andrea!



Partying with:
Tatertots and Jello

Denim ~ a Wardrobe Staple ~ and a new toy!

Today was "Testing Break" day, a much needed day off of work.  I started my day with clearing off sewing surfaces.  Once that was done, I introduced myself to my new brother! 

The poor baby had been sitting in a box for two weeks.

I rewatched the videos and started playing.  After I felt comfortable enough, I made a little baby skirt from here, using the serger for finishing the raw edges of the side seams and for attaching the waist band.

While serging, one of my threads broke.  The instruction manual wasn't quite clear, but the DVD walked me through easily rethreading the machine.  I'm also beginning to learn how to adjust the tensions for different weights of fabric.  Now to buy thread.  Lots and lots of thread.     

 

I looked at various sizing charts for children's clothing, so I'm hoping this skirt is about an 18-24 months size.  

After completing this, I cannot believe that I've lived this long without a serger.  My sewing life has changed!

  

Somewhat Simple

Scrappy Easter Grass Basket is Filled!

And gifted!  A couple of weeks ago I started filling this basket.  That one little fabric egg looked rather lonely, don't you think? 

I came across this pattern and tutorial for the bunny in the center.  Since I was going to be filling it with fiber fill instead of something else to make a sachet, I thought I would see what it looked like with stuffing the ears.  Next time, I'll leave the ears alone, but I was on crunch time to get it done and didn't have the time to unstuff the ears. 

Joy loved her little Easter basket.  But after a long and challenging week at work (um...challenging weeks!), I think I got the better gift from her...a bottle of wine with a relevant label that was hysterically funny, considering one of my bigger challenges that is now finished.  Thanks, Joy!

 

Somewhat Simple

Lemon Sugar Hand Scrub Gifts

It's that time of year for support staff recognition at school.  Although the cutesy things that the students make are totally adorable and welcomed by all, they don't last long until they are tossed out.

A couple of weeks ago I saw this recipe for a lemon sugar hand scrub.  (Why is it that I keep wanting to write "lemon pepper" instead of "lemon sugar?"  Maybe I'm hungry?)  It will be a great gift for several people without breaking the bank, or this teacher's budget.  (Doesn't the fabric on top look like fried eggs?)     

I told Joy, my partner in crime, what I was going to be doing, and sent her a file asking if she could print the gift tags in color.  I need a new printer, but that's another story.  Of course she said yes.  She brought me the copies and before I even looked at them, she told me that she had given them to her husband to print out on his great printer at work.  She said that when he opened the file he wanted to "fix it."  She told him no.  He said that the words didn't fit.  She firmly told him that the way the file was must be the way that I designed it and to leave it alone.  So he printed this on card stock and vellum, 40 tags worth:   

It took me a while before I realized what had happened. I had designed these tags using a free font that I had downloaded onto my computer.  When his computer opened this file it didn't have this font installed, so it substituted.

I told Joy that we would make it work.  Then we laughed at my feeble attempt to play the princess saying that this wasn't what I wanted and it just would not work ~whine~whine~whine.  She told me that I needed to work on my princess factor, because it was just not working. 

So in my best passive-aggressive manner, I secretly made the change with re-labeling the jars, because I did not like the labels and honestly could not think of a way to make them work...to my liking.     

Now that I think of it, the printed tags may have a use.  I can cut them to show just the graphic on the front, and on the back I can write that this little gift is from 3rd grade.  Hang that little tag onto the gifts and it will be fine. 

23 more days, but who's counting?!

Retro Rabbit!

The Easter Bunny brought me my bunny when I was three.  The little guy is decades a few years old.    

My older siblings hated my bunny.  Rather, they hated the beast I turned into when I couldn't find my bunny at naptime or bedtime.  So I'm told.  I simply remember rubbing noses with my little bunny. 

Now my very own Velveteen Rabbit has become a family joke.  My sister Susie even adds a very nasty adjective when speaking of my bunny.  Or when I post a picture of my bunny on her FB page.  So, I have a little something for her soon-to-be first grandchild.

Introducing...

Retro Rabbit!

Not too bad of a job, if I must say so myself.  After running into a technical difficulty, Retro Rabbit needed the bow on the front.

Just in time for Easter!