I had no intention of sharing this project.
I never signed my work.
I kept track with a list in the back of my day planner.
I photographed most of them.
I had a friend hold me accountable.
But during this resolution time,
this season of reflection,
I need to share what I found…
Created mostly with trash
Without making trash
Must be an out-of-the-blue gift without a birthday or special holiday in sight
I love them.
They love them.
I gained more.
I found the magic cure
For fighting back that black cloud.
Each time I saw it coming this year
I ran and dove into this project.
The cloud still came
And sometimes it even rained
But it passed more quickly than before.
Most surprise averaged an hour of time a week.
Usually took a little detective work
Finding a friend of a friend to get a mailing address
Included a dance up the post office steps
It brought into focus hints of other people’s struggles
It made me fully realize other’s hurt
It taught me to be a better listener
During my grouchest days,
just thinking and planning the surprise fought back that cloud.
Darlings, I know this can work for you too.
Start making surprises.
See what happens.
Cheers to surprises; l love them so much.
Cheers to 2017; a year full of more ups than downs.
Cheers to 2018; let us take what we know to be true and make it better.
So I did.
I didn’t want to.
I followed directions.
I put paper down on the classroom tables before the students painted.
BUT I saved it.
I reused it.
Layers of spills and dribbles from August to December
Pictures within pictures.
A few hidden signatures.
Then just in time for gift giving
I cut the 6 gigantic table masterpieces into a bizzillion strips.
…and taught my little 4ft friends how to make trashy GIFT BOWS!
Cheers to following a silly rule.
…I still think the kids should learn how to wipe down a table themselves…
Cheers to always finding a way.
Cheers to my little 4ft friends taking home their own trash.
These things I know to be true…
Chocolate will always sound good
Santa has got to be real
And kids will not use stubby crayons
I had my 4ft tall students round up all the stubby crayons and place them in the muffin tins and candy molds I bought at a thrift shop. Each day, while I eat my lunch in the teacher’s lounge, I melt them in the oven.
They are now selling like hot cakes on the Prize Cart at school. The kids are actually using their reward/good behavior tickets to buy back their own trash.
…and I am behind my desk giggling
Cheers to less plastic on the Prize Cart
Cheers to swirly colors that make marks
Cheers to trash that transforms into treasures
A few years ago my little one and I were gifted Garden Tour tickets by a lady who knew we could use a little extra kindness. We received a map and spent the afternoon traveling around the county visiting farms and gardens. My little one searched for fairies under lily pads. I devoured design ideas and witnessed a few eco practices that I could take back and work into my own little world.
It was the perfect gift.
When we pulled into her farm on the tour we found a series of handmade quilts displayed between trees.
I knew just enough about sewing to truly appreciate how much time each one of these beauties represented.
The colors were well thought out.
The detailed patterns were absolutely gorgeous.
The time and patience each one represented was mind bursting.
That day I planted in my heart, that someday my little house would be the home to one of these masterpieces.
Three years later I can easily call the lady who gifted us garden Tour tickets and creates these beauties, my friend.
Recycling, upcycling, reusing, making do, creating fun for little ones… our brains are wired the same way. She took my idea of a handmade home and ran with it.
Pieced together with bits and pieces of my little one’s worn out clothing, a quilt, just the right size for her bed, was created.
It is absolutely beautiful.
It will transition her from child to teen.
She will be able to keep it forever.
Cheers to finding others passionate about the same ideas
Cheers to using trash to create masterpieces
Cheers to the talent and kindness of friends
It is vacation season and we have our eye out for bulk candy stores!
On our resent trip to Florida, we found a new candy store with literally hundreds of sweet options, all without packaging!
We brought two plastic containers from our host home and ran around filling them with an assortment of treats we wanted to try. Most bulk stores will weight the empty container first and then subtract the weight when you return to the counter with your goodies.
This place made our hearts dance.
Cheers to sweets in bulk
Cheers to summer and adventures
Cheers to friends and everything good in this world
Plastic Easter Grass=
Need I say more?
This year we shredded a few Spelling lists, Math homework and at least one Scholastic book order form.
💥crunch, crunch, puff💥
Easter grass I can live with.
I 100% guarantee it will be tracked all over the tiny house for the next week but so would that 💩💩💩 plastic stuff too. Eventually all the little pieces will make it to the composter and by Fall will magically turn back into dirt.
Cheers to Easter
Cheers to Resurrection Sunday
Cheers to Passover
Cheers to Spring
Cheers to whatever you want to celebrate this weekend and every weekend!
I am so hard on sunglasses.
I am always losing and/or sitting on them. Buying cheap ones to compensate for my clumsiness has always been my game.
I am starting to wonder if I were to buy a quality pair, I would be more inspired to take better care of them. I might have to try this theory out but until then, the broken ones have turned into the newest and best dress up clothing assesories.
Cheers to reusing.
Cheers to a life full of make believe.
Cheers to sunshine and the need for sunglasses.
For a short time, the two of us stayed with my parents as I worked my way through graduate school.
She was glued to my side most of the time; attending meetings, testing ideas, writing papers, hanging shows.
If I was upstairs, she was upstairs. If I went to the garage, she went to the garage. But my dad had a special routine with her every night. While I showered, the two of them would sit on the couch and look at the Weather Bug app on his Kindle. By the time I dried off, they knew everything about today, tomorrow and the next 7 days.
They made a cute pair always talking about the weather and cuddling and I will forever hold that image in my heart. Although a few miles separate her from her grandpa in the evenings during this stage of our life, her interest in the weather has not died down.
This year we decided to do a project tying our interests together.
She checks the temperature everyday.
I knit one row everyday.
The color correlates with the temperature.
The yarn comes from sweaters I saved from second-hand stores and tediously deconstructed.
She thinks it should hug her bed at the end of the year.
I think it will make a sweet play tent.
Maybe her grandpa will receive it as a gift.
Cheers to little traditions and memories.
Cheers to sweaters that will look better in a different form.
Cheers to creating together every.single.day.