Thursday, December 18, 2014

We have a plague!

I haven't been able to hang up the paper frogs yet, but there are giant plastic flies in place for the lesson on the 10 plagues in our classroom! Kind of freaky when you can't see the string on the ones towards the back. 

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Another venture

It's all about the paint, about the paint around here.

This is Paige's canvas request for Christmas. I hope she likes it.

I thought this was going to be the last of the paint before Christmas, but I have a letter to make.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

I don't pick all the colors

Since it's a slow book month, I'm going to have to flood you with crafty pictures.

This request - a black and orange hat to match someone's grandson's baseball team. The camera on my phone does not do justice to the horrendous color.

In other news, when Grandmother was in town for her treatment yesterday, she almost wiped me out of what is left in my hat box to sell. I gave her one for Christmas and she bought one. That makes 5 she's gotten in the past few months. I give her credit for dealing well with her hair loss from chemo... she loves to accessorize! There must be a matching hat for every outfit! ;)

Monday, December 15, 2014

I might ought to do something about my Christmas list

The annual bah humbugs have settled in again. It was bound to happen.

I won't go into all of the reasons as to why, but now I'm going to point to the shopping part. I have one thing for each of my parents, but want to get something else to go with what I bought. I take it back, I did get Dad a book on Amazon earlier.

I'm debating upgrading Mom's Kindle. She wants an upgrade to a Fire. If I hadn't already bought one thing, I wouldn't debate at the great sale Amazon has on one right now, even though they are no longer buying back her model. I could get it as a Christmas/Retirement present.

I need to buy Peyton what she wanted, and make the scarf she picked out yarn for a couple of months ago. And a headband. So, once I finish the hat I am working on, I need to get on that for her.

Then, I really need to get Paige's canvas painted that was the only thing on her list for me to get her. I'm ready to get the box of all my paint off of the kitchen table and clean up the kitchen so I can make candy. The ingredients have been stacked in one place for probably two weeks now. Which reminds me I should have checked the peanut butter ball recipe before I went to the grocery store yet again.

Then, the annual debate of what to get my brother. I've told my parents that when he calls them to see what I want that if he doesn't have something specific on his list for me to get him, then just tell him we can both save some money and not exchange gift cards this year.

Dad says that's no way to be. Mom says the girls will want to get me something. I say bah humbug.

The older I get the more Scrooge-ish I become.

I'm so utterly tired of every year our scheduled being dictated by what parent has the kids when. I'm sick of the debate on whether or not we get to Grandmother's house because of it. Even if you complain about family the whole ride home, that's supposed to be part of Christmas.

I even dread the annual debate of what movie to see with Mom and Dad on Christmas Eve because I'm not into Hobbits and have decided I won't see anything more than PG-13 with them.

What really needs to happen is for me to decide that I can and want to take a vacation by myself so that I can mix it up next year... So that I will have something besides moping to look forward to!

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Seek Ye First

They were a little bicker-y this particular morning.

Seek Ye First
(Matthew 6:33) & Karen Lafferty
Used by Permission. CCLI # 1132191

Seek ye first the kingdom of God      
And His righteousness
And all these things shall be added unto you
Singing Allelu-alleluia.

Ask and it shall be given unto you
Seek and ye shall find
Knock and the door
Shall be opened unto you.
Singing Allelu-alleluia.

Man shall not live by bread alone
But by every word
That proceeds from the mouth of God.
Singing Allelu-alleluia.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Just another Saturday of painting

At the Crafty Dad and Daughter, I for one was glad not to get up really early and have a booth today. However, I worked on letter orders. One of these is probably the coolest I've done thus far.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Countdown to The Bachelor

The commercials are already starting teasing Chris Soules, aka "Prince Farming," and the latest season of The Bachelor which starts January 5


And every time a new season starts I wonder why I am going to submit myself to this:

The good news for me though is that I have a new laptop so that I don't have to write notes and post the next day.

While I am on the subject of being able to blog while sitting in my living room like I am now, I have to say that a laptop with a touch screen seems about twice as heavy as one without. Not that I had to have a touchscreen because I know I won't use it a lot. I don't use it on my desktop I got about three years ago either. My legs may go to sleep during a two hour show though.

Hopefully, by the time The Bachelor starts I will have bugs worked out. Every time this computer does a Windows 8.1 update, it craps Microsoft Office 365 up. You would think the two would play nice together.

Back to The Bachelor, you can go to the show site and get a preview of the 30 women. You can make a guess at which one has a pregnancy test when she arrives.

Not surprisingly, there are two Ashleys amongst the 30. Because where there is one, there is always two. 

A Britt and a Brittany. A Nikki and Nicole. A girl whose parents could not spell - Juelia. What seems to be the one token non-Caucasian woman. There might be a Latina. I can't tell because of all the spray tan on the pictures.

In all honesty though, I look forward to the day I can relax and do something mindless like watching The Bachelor.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Those are some mighty big flies!

As though I didn't know this before, in the past six weeks, I have especially realized there are not enough hours in the day. My to-do list and want to-do lists are both in direct conflict with reality.

Some days with everything going on, it's been a struggle to get all my hours in at work where I have plenty to do too.

In middle of all my craftiness with orders to fulfill before Christmas, I'm still trying to add to the decorations in the classroom at church. I never did post a picture of the section of ceiling Joseph's dream about his brothers.

In the next there weeks, the lessons of the 10 plagues and the Red Sea are coming. The Red Sea that Rachel and I are building this time isn't going to be as grand as the one that Jenny and I built about 12 years ago. However, it needs to be put together by the first Sunday in January.

While I'm sure not going to do something for all 10 plagues (I'm skipping the bloody decorations with possibly the exception of something red on a door frame and lice - for sure skipping lice), I do plan to put paper frogs all over the walls. And flies. I bought flies! They are going to hang from fishing line coming from the ceiling.

They are labeled "mini," but they are far from mini! I'll post pictures when I get them up in the room.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Crafting until Christmas

The picture I teased on Monday night was the ornaments I made for my co-workers. I shipped them off earlier today, and they are set to arrive this weekend. We'll see if they read my blog daily and if I just told them what they were getting.

Birds are a part of our logo and branding.

Saturday night after the market we were at all day, we made a run to Hobby Lobby to try to find the big Christmas balls for this order. They were out! Dad had to cut these, but I like them better because they are thicker wood. 

Next up... painting these letters! Each is for a very different order, but it's the only word I could spell!

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Liz Johnson's Navy Seal Noel

For several years in a row, I read a Christmas book during the month of December. I have been so slammed with crafting, that I haven't read for fun in what seems like forever.

Hopefully, after finishing my special orders, I'll be able to sit down and read Navy Seal Noel by Liz Johnson, and post a review. It's at the top of my ever growing to be read pile.

About Navy Seal Noel:


Abducted by a drug cartel, scientist Jessalynn McCoy's orders are simple—release a deadly toxin, or be killed. Trapped with no options, she's desperate for help…she just never expected it from Will Gumble. The boy who let her down years ago is now a navy SEAL. She trusts his skills, his experience. Yet trusting him is a struggle. Will's Christmas wish is to heal their damaged relationship and get them to safety. But time is running out and someone is on to their escape plans. Any mistake could mean the difference between facing the holidays together or apart. Forever. 

Buy it here!

About the Author:

By day Liz Johnson is a marketing manager for a Christian publisher. She finds time to write late at night and is a two-time ACFW Carol Award finalist. Liz makes her home in Nashville, TN, where she enjoys theater, exploring local music, and making frequent trips to Arizona to dote on her nieces and nephews. She loves stories of true love with happy endings and shares about her adventures in writing at, and

Here's an excerpt:

“Jess, calm down. I won’t hurt you.” The words made no sense to her muddled brain, but they continued, quiet and assured. “Don’t scream. It’s all right. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

It wasn’t the words that made her sink into him, but the voice that, even after all this time, she’d recognize anywhere. Her eyes hadn’t been playing tricks on her that afternoon. Will Gumble was in this compound. In her very room.

“I thought I saw you—I thought that was you, but…” Her words were little more than a whisper despite his assurance that it was safe to speak. Her stomach pitched, fear and relief mingling with alarm and the echo of a remembered betrayal. But dealing with her emotions would have to wait until she felt steadier on her feet. Exhaustion and the ebbing of her fight-or-flight adrenaline rush had left her legs like jelly. She leaned into Will. He held out his arms, as though he knew just what she needed. As though he was still someone who cared about taking care of her, being there for her.

But she didn’t want him holding her. She wanted answers. She wanted to understand what on earth was happening. Most of all, she wanted to silence the little voice in her head that kept saying Will’s appearance was simply a dream or hallucination.

Yanking herself upright at the last possible moment, she shoved his chest with both hands. “You scared me to death! Why did you break into my room? What are you doing here?”

His lopsided grin had always started with a little quirk to the left before spreading across his mouth. And that hadn’t changed, even as he looked down at the tiny black-and-white-checkered floor tiles.

He scraped his fingers over the black whiskers covering his chin. “Your dad sent me.”

“My dad?”

“Well, I couldn’t say no to my new XO, could I?”

“So you’re still in the navy?” Oh, she sounded bitter—so much more bitter than she wanted to. Why couldn’t her words be flippant and nonchalant, as if it didn’t really matter that she no longer knew even the most basic things about him? He’d popped back into her life, and she didn’t want it to matter.

But it did.

Maybe because of the extreme situation.

Sure. She’d just keep telling herself that.

His smile flickered for a moment before he nodded slowly. “I am.”

Forcing a chuckle, she said, “I figured when my dad realized I was missing, he’d send a SEAL team to bring me home.”

“Not a full team—he just sent one.”

Thanks Liz for the copy to read and review!