Today I thought I’d share my incense stick holder I’ve been using for a few weeks. It’s not the most practical, it makes a total mess, so I usually use it if my surfaces need cleaning anyway.
I won’t be buying a real incense holder, I know I won’t, I haven’t got the room anyway. So this is a nice, quick and easy solution that I came up with and I’m sure I’ll keep with for a long while.
It’s made out of air dry clay. I had some left over after making some moon faces, so I rolled it in a ball and stuck in a peg at an angle.
Once it was dry I painted the bottom part gold and then covered it all in PVA glue.
So that’s that. One of my crafts I use regularly and haven’t thought of sharing before. Thanks for reading!
I could be cruel and post photos of me in sunny Morocco from a long two weeks ago, while it’s currently snowing outside, and that dark temptation played on my mind for a long while.
Instead I listened to the angel on my right shoulder and have decided to share my blanket I’ve been knitting for a few years.
Imagine your face being stroked by the soft material, seeing as it can’t be by the sun.
I am not a consistent knitter. It’s for me when my fingers are jittery but I don’t want a big project. Also, tends to be when I’m in a bit of a slump and am trying to comfort myself with creative things.
This blanket is like an old friend. I’m not consistent but the blanket is.
I had a conversation with a friend about hand prints and why we stop doing them as adults. ‘Because our hands don’t grow,’ she said, and a very valid point that I had not thought of.
Then we discussed that they do when we gain or loose weight, not that you’d want to document that anyway.
But I document near enough everything, I enjoy making things with no expectations and since I have no hand prints of my current and final hand size, I wanted one.
I used the back of my hand, pressed into air dry clay. I then painted it with water colour paint, then repainted the bits I didn’t like – and then painted more and wish I didn’t. Oh well!
I hope it isn’t seen as a vanity thing, because I really enjoyed it and want to make more.
(Even if it is, I suppose it doesn’t matter, because they’re for me)
Yes, it’s late.
In January I shared my adventure box idea – a gift to each couple in my family of a whole years worth of fun – and today I’m finally sharing Feb. Don’t get me wrong, during February I kept thinking ‘oh, I better do that’ and always shrugging it off because there was always more time.
WRONG! February has the least amount of time.
I knew this, I’ve lived 26 February’s, and yet here I am, on March the 12th (which if Feb had 31 days, it would still be March the 9th), finally doing it.
(I am very visual and I can’t hold a lot of information in my brain before it flies out. I need a calendar) (like, always by my side) (actually, in front of me) (glued to my eye lids, preferably)
This month comes with Valentine’s cards for them to make, candles, a print of their initials and a pancake recipe for pancake day.
I pride myself on my honesty, and I can honestly tell you I have never, ever made pancakes before. I have no bliming clue how this recipe tastes. Funny that, considering I wrote it…
So that was last month for you and I may even be wild this month and post it THIS MONTH. Let’s not hold ourselves to anything, yeah? The best way.
Have you ever dipped pizza into hummus? It sounds gross, but it’s a game changer.
Now realising how unhealthy I clearly am (I’ve always known but because I’m putting my diet on the internet for a month, I’m pretending it’s a shock) I thought rather go for the easy option of crap food, I’ll dip some veg into hummus. Not wild and not pizza (but there was pita), but I had just come back from a 3 hour walk and it seemed a shame to ruin it.
Don’t worry though, I also snacked on Aldi’s version of Oreos after.
I’ve had a good vegan pizza from Pizza express but I was wondering if I should make a cheese-less pizza, full of veg, and dip that into hummus.
Please trust me, hummus and pizza. It’s the future.
Learnt I have great aim…
Fell in love with Edinburgh…
Had a blast with my little bro all month…
Despite being constantly busy, found a spare minute for the odd craft here and there…
Took part in many festivities…
A lot of alcohol, a lot of pubs, a lot of dancing…
All this along with a fainting Mum, a trip to the hospital for little bro, many last minute trips to finish off presents, another broken phone (RIP photos), depression kicking my arse for a few days, a flu that has spread around my family and has finally reached me AND
a partridge in a pear tree Christmas Day.
This year has been wicked.