Sunday, October 2, 2011

What do you get?






What do you get when you put two women together, give them 24 water bottles, a box of food coloring, and it's 2 in the morning?

This. You get this.

24 water bottles with various shades of every color we could think of. Minus Black. Because we couldn't for the life of us figure out how to make it. Every time we put all the colors together, it made brown. Then we took a black sharpie apart and put the ink in one of the bottles, but it just turned purple. Then I decided to fill some mason jars with colored water and put it on my window sill in my kitchen.



Why? I don't know. It was 2 a.m.


But holy cow, we had a blast.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Weekly Wednesday #5

Who doesn't love a good statement necklace??


This week I attempted some jewelry.- what do you think??




My Version:



What do you think?

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Max and his Toilet Paper

I'm glad someone had fun today.



46 Weeks


I can't believe my baby is almost a year old.

Where has the time gone?

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Weekly Wednesday #4






This week's craft was clothes for my baby...and some other babies.
But this is one shirt I made Max.

I love it!!
And it wasn't that hard, I got some onsies
and started puff painting away.

I actually really like the results.
Enjoy!!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Wasps Suck

Well, tonight would have been awesome playing out in the yard...
except for the fact that Max got stung in the ear.
wowza. I haven't even been stung in the ear.

see here.. see how it swelled??


But It's ok. Because two seconds later, he turned and smiled at me,
and check out the cute picture I got.


what a stud.


Monday, August 29, 2011

The Nicest Thing


People say the nicest things sometimes. I got to do a musical number in my ward two Sundays ago and it was wonderful! I love playing the piano so it was nice to be able to. I played "I Need Thee Every Hour". People told me they thought it was pretty, which is pretty typical in the church, and that was that. It was nothing special and I didn't think it made a particularly big impact on anybody.

I thought that until yesterday in church, an older man, who I've never spoken to, and rarely seen handed me the back of a notebook on which he had written me a poem. It was the sweetest thing, and it made me cry. There's just something to knowing that something you did brought about the Spirit. Oh, how I love this church.

In case you can't read the picture:

The Piano
by: Boyd Ricks
21 Aug. 2011

There is a piano made of wood by human hands
in our Church dedicated to the worship of God
Most of the time it is alone and silently awaits
to please the ear, gladden the heart, and prepare us to pray
A young daughter of the Lord did sojourn there
on this sacred day
Quietly, with full purpose of heart
prepared a melody to play
Immediately I recognized the tune
as sweet music filled the air
I listened as she continued in the tapestry of the heart
not alone with my ear, but with the very core of my heart
Never had I needed my Savior more then at that very hour
I wished I was dressed in white and softly said a prayer
The last time I heard music so full of power
we all were
at the very source of Celestial Light
There is a piano made of wood by human hands
In our church dedicated to the worship of God
It might stand alone tonight
But earlier today, wrought spiritual delight


I hope that you were able to feel our Heavenly Father's love for you yesterday. It is one of our great joys and privileges in life to be able to do so!

xo