DIY: Pallet Party Backdrop

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This is the easiest DIY, ever!

The pallet was used for my daughter’s birthday Sweets Corner — just 10 DIY steps.

First, you need a pallet — of course!

Good if you can buy at bargain price.

Better if given to you free.

Best if someone sent you goodies — in a pallet crate!

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Second, lean it on the wall — that easy!

Between 1st and 2nd, remove the parts you do not want — like boards and nails.

Use hammer please!

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Third, add table and chairs.

Mine were vintage and junky!

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Fourth, add on other props lying around the home.

A frame,  2-tier holder, and a vintage carousel horse are good for me.

Hammer not included! I used it for the nails where I hanged the frame.

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Fifth, make pompoms and hang them.

You will love the pallet for making it so easy to tie the pompoms.

But you have to decide beforehand how many pompoms you need — because making them can be addicting!

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Sixth, add flowers.

No need to buy vases when you have empty beverage bottles.

Notice the trimmings? Those are pompoms scraps.

No need to throw them yet. Just scatter them on the table — because you are the boss!

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Seventh, add more flowers!

Horse charming got to offer some flowers to the Princess.

And look after her crown while still sleeping — shhh this is a surprise party that the Princess wanted us to prepare.

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Eighth, don’t forget the sweets.

Because the pallet backdrop is for Sweets Corner!

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Ninth, show off the pallet backdrop.

Be sure that it is in the back 🙂

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Tenth, add the sweetest.

Count the fingers — except those that form the binocular to see you.

The sweetest Princess turned six!

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Now back to the pallet. I do not see its life ending yet.

As is, I have some more things to hang and change them as frequent as I like without worrying on nail holes.

I could paint it. Distressed it. Remove the paint. Paint it again. Whatever.

How about you, what would you do with it? Aside from throw it 🙂

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Light in a messenger’s eyes brings joy to the heart, and good news gives health to the bones. – Proverbs 15:30

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Future Market at Escolta, Manila

There is a growing appreciation for handmade goodies, crafters and artists all throughout the world. I, for one, am a fan because I know there is much love woven on each piece.

Last June 15, I was able to check the Future Market in First United Building — thanks to the local organizer 98B COLLABoratory! Thanks for the fun-filled day! I was glad to interact with crafters and artists — couldn’t do that in malls with mass produced items. And so I am day dreaming to be part of Future Market — not only as buyer but as seller as well!

It was cool checking the cool stuff created by the cool crafters and artists. Yes, too much coolness – and warmth too with the pre-loved and vintage items!

Here are the few that I captured with my phone…

What immediately came to mind was ‘gates to hell’ — Dan Brown’s reference to Manila in his novel Inferno. And I laughed for so many reasons, including thoughts about Dan Brown 🙂

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The artist is a retiree from the corporate world — and so I bought two for my two girlfriends.

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Button magnets by cool ladies — and so I bought ten for my crafty daughter.

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Still from the cool ladies — we have live spider though at home.

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Handy cloth bags — I bought one not only to contain my purchases for the day; not only because I know it’s not easy to sit all day waiting for a customer but because…

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it’s a happy picture 🙂

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Art in the map — I bought the one with ‘imagine’  on the hat because I like the old map, the ink, and the word!

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Cool robotins from UVLA but I didn’t bring one home with me — my boys only say cooooool for Ironman and Transformers.

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This tray is what I took from UVLA — aside from the bits of rust I gave in for ‘Raindrops on roses…’ and other simple things.

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There were collector’s items such as old magazines, old coins…

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old bottles…

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vintage radio and I’m not sure what…

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Vintage books — I bought Jose Rizal (His Exile) copyright 1958 for Php20.00 (half dollar). And bought too Huling Hudhud with interesting photos and poems written in Filipino.

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And there were pre-loved books and these two at Php49.00 and Php99.00 were good reasons enough to bring home. And to share some nuggets (not the mc nuggets because Michael Pollan won’t like it):

“It’s not food if it arrived through the window of your car.” – from Food Rules.

“The wearer best knows where the shoe pinches.” – from The Quotable Walker.

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Framed black and white photos of everything Manila. I was tempted to buy the photo of City Hall’s clock because I passed by it every day of my college years going to Intramuros but instead decided to take the shot myself — getting personal.

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Hey Kessy (seller of washi tapes) was there but unfortunately the ‘tape measure’ print I’m looking for is not available — it should be my little surprise for my fashionista daughter who tries her hand on sewing machine.

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And so I bought this spiked cloth bag for my daughter. How each cone was formed, stitched, and attached to the bag is awesome — I know it is awesome because my daughter shrieked when she saw it!

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Cool spiked bags in different colors by Clint of W.O.R.M.S. – Wearing One Really Makes Sense.

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Artwheel has sculptures and accessories made of wires. The yoga man came home with me — he can do sun salutation and other poses because he is wired to do so 🙂

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Wrecked shorts — no need to bring one home. My daughter has wrecked more than enough. I think it’s about time that she sells too 🙂

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The best part of the day was when I joined this group by Project Manila and made something of my own to be part of…

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this labyrinth. It was good. Walking around here. Connecting to oneself. Even for a few moments.

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You are perfect! Believe me, perfect does not necessarily equate to flawless 🙂

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She seeks wool and flax, and works with willing hands. – Proverbs 31:13

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Gotcha!

I love this day. And yesterday. And the day before yesterday.

I had breakfast with my hubby – home made daing na bangus (dried milkfish).

Fresh from yesterday’s catch from Aling Nene’s Pond in Valenzuela.

My angler boys made another trip to the pond sans the girls. Could they be challenged from our earlier visit where our one and only take home fish is caught by the mom (that’s me!)?

Here are the photos of the fishing trip 2 days ago and yes, let’s define ‘caught’ later on.

Here’s the first catch of the day! The fish is not big enough to take home so back to the water. And the triumphant smile goes to my heart!

Here’s the 2^nd catch of the day! The fish is not big enough to take home so again back to the water. And the happy smile goes to my heart!

Here’s the 3^rd catch of the day! The fish is too small to take home so again back to the water. And yes, the grateful smile goes to my heart! Finally, he caught one after several fishes got away from the hook.

Here’s the big catch of the day! Just big enough to take home for sinigang 🙂

And yes, I caught it and here’s how:

1. The boys have been convincing me to fish instead of roaming around and so I agreed.
2. My son put the mashed flour bait in the hook and cast it to the direction I pointed.
3. I held the rod, occasionally looking at the floater, while I read a home magazine.
4. Then I felt something is pulling my rod and so I screamed. I screamed!
5. The boys saved me from the struggling fish!

It’s obvious I caught the fish, right?

Hurray for the girls!

And so the next day – that was yesterday, the boys were determined to beat the record. And they succeeded with 18 take home fishes! They were so excited that they forgot to take photos but it’s alright, I’m enjoying the daing na bangus. Not even the vinegar can stop me from smiling sweetly 🙂

There is so much to thank for…

Love.

Fun.

Togetherness.

And hey, don’t be disappointed with the small fish catch because there are large ones meant for the seasoned angler — 10 kilos and above.

As for the family, the priority is to catch smiles and we did!

Now going? Aling Nene has cottages on the side.

And in the middle — go rafting!

And yes, you can fish without renting a cottage.

Enjoy the day!

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Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead?

– Luke 11:11

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Art In The Park 2013

Another artsy bonding time!

Last Saturday the kiddos and I were in Jaime Velasquez Park, Salcedo Village for the Art In The Park 2013.

My eldest daughter and I were excited on the event. She’s excited enough to invite her two best friends with us. And I am excited too that I reminded myself of the policy, “No buying until I sleep over it for at least a fortnight.”

And so that meant NO BUYING because the event is only for one day! And so that meant bringing in extra towel lest I drool over the inspiring lovely fantastic artsy creations of the artists!

True enough I started to drool on the first booth. Woot! Woot! There was a mosaic owl mirror which could be a whimsical addition to my wall mirrors. But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Owleave you then, bye.

We haven’t gone far when I drooled again on the potters’ area. I wantttt Joey de Castro’s jumbo cup and saucer! I wanttt Mia Casal’s clay necklace and ring! I wantttt Jon and Tessy Pettyjohn’s tea set! But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Huhuhu — stop claying you’re a big girl now, okay?

Do I have to mention that the towel was quite wet already when my heart gone giddy yap giddy yap? No, I don’t think there’s a need to mention the wet towel but I have to mention that I shrieked for the horse taka – the same time my youngest shrieked for the rag doll! But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Poor baby but she knew she’ll have it one of these days – we will make one.

And so you asked, “Where are the photos of these drool worthy things?”

And I replied, “Sorry I was busy wiping.”

But here are some of the photos of other lovely creations.

No, he is not my kiddos’ granddad. He is Pete Jimenez, the artist whose sculptures was wow worthy. Wow worthy enough that we had seen SOLD SOLD SOLD on empty platforms!

Here’s one of his creations for the women. The cheapest ‘Her Mess’ bag but as of our stay it wasn’t sold yet. Could it be snatched by a bag lover should its title was ‘Her Miss’?

My misses – the ones I haven’t bought? But there will be Art In The Park next year — and it’s more than a fortnight by then!

Thank you so much to the Art In The Park organizers and artists — it was another memorable bonding time for the family!

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He has filled them with skill to do all kinds of work as engravers, designers, embroiderers in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen, and weavers—all of them skilled workers and designers. – Exodus 35:35

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A Very Special Offer

For Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 20.

See their special offer and join — A story in 55 words!

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‘I SING, YOU SMILE’ – written on a cardboard beside him.

I smiled and the passers-by who read it.

“Why are you doing this? You can’t even see them?” I asked the singing blind man on the sidewalk.

“Because I want to be the reason for a smile,” he said.

What a very special offer.

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When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them. – Job 29:24

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I Am A Heartist

I am now declaring that I am an artist!

I am an artist because I see extraordinary in an ordinary.

I am an artist because I see beyond the defined purpose of things.

I am an artist because I appreciate each supply chain — tracing back to the Ultimate Source.

I am an artist because I am in love each time I create things — my heart actually giggles!

I am an artist because my kiddos are artists – see some of their lovely works! Hmm it runs in the blood!

Self-portrait of my 13-year old daughter. She got her Dad's blood.

My precious daughter. Don't tell me she's not as cute as the portrait.

'Mom & Dad' by my 4-year old daughter. She got her Mom's blood.

I am an artist because my hubby is a great sculpture – my kiddos love his clay dinosaurs! And I love our dining chairs because he repaired and painted them! Hmm it runs in the heart!

I am an artist because I am a child of the Master Artist who created the sky – with changing hues!

Extraordinary wire heart by me! Extraordinary child by God!

I understand that most of us are not comfortable to call ourselves an artist just because our creations are not at par with other artists but does it not matter that God, The Master Artist, is delighted with the beauty that we have created?

The good news is, God is not only an artist — He is also an evaluator and curator – and a Master at those! He appreciates beyond what is seen and heard. He knows genuine Art of Forgiveness, Art of Caring, Art of Giving and all art of the hearts.

I don’t have a shop.

I don’t have a gallery.

Maybe you too.

But we have a home where we showcase kiddos art or table setting or organized chaos.

We have a heart where we showcase love, forgiveness, faith, and much more.

Not comfortable being called an artist? Oh well, let’s call ourselves HEARTIST!

 

He has filled them with skill to do all kinds of work as craftsmen, designers, embroiderers in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen, and weavers–all of them master craftsmen and designers. – Exodus 35:35

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But Time Won’t

Image from Bluebell Books Short Story Slam Week 15.

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Grain by grain, bit by bit, each moment drops.

It is a slow death.

“Will somebody bond those grains together, form it in one big ball, and roll it into oblivion!”

With pains oozing from her whole being she wants nothing but to speed up time.

But time won’t.

 

Grain by grain, bit by bit, each moment drops.

It is an expeditious death.

“Will somebody crush each grain, turn it into millions, and fuse within me through eternity!”

With love oozing from her whole being she wants nothing but to slow down time.

But time won’t.

 

Our hands are almost same size now! Hands may let go but heart won't. Happy 10th Birthday Benedict! I love you! We love you!

 

Today is my son’s 10th birthday! He’s growing up so fast. Five months ago I wasn’t able to control my tears when he left for 1^st day in school –his 1^st day wearing pants uniform. The year before that he was still wearing khaki shorts – my young boy. Oops got to stop now else today turns out a Saddy Birthday.

Happy 10^th Birthday Dearest Son! I’ll share with the world 10 things I am thankful for about YOU!

1. You love numbers. A math whiz just like your Dad!
2. You love letters. My scrabble, boggle, and book buddy!
3. You handle your money well – you trust your Mom to handle it for you!
4. You are not a complainer.  “Mommy please buy me a new shirt. This doesn’t fit well with me anymore after 4 years.” Or are you?
5. You know how to give thanks. “Thank you sooo much Mommy for the new book! I will massage you for two months.” How can I not give someone like you a whole library?
6. You are thoughtful. Most of the times you spend your Kid’s Church bucks to buy something for your sisters and brother – and sometimes for Mom and Dad too! We are all touched!
7. You are sweet. You tinker with me – bending wires, sanding woods, appreciating junk!
8. You excel in what you like to do. Just like your Dad! You deserve all those medals that you give to us!
9. You cry. Just like your Mom! Let those tears remind you not to make others cry in pain. Make others cry in joy? That will make me cry!
10. You love God. Because you do, you love us too – thank you sooo much! I love you! We love you!

 

There are more reasons why I am thankful for you but I’m not writing them all here right now.

There is no hurry – writing them.

Let’s hurry now – finishing our crafts, hunting for books, loving each other, creating memories…

 

This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. – Psalm 118:24

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‘T’ Time

time

to thank

tough times

turned my life upside down

trained me how to hold on right

throwing away what could loosen my grip

taking me to the place where my trust won’t be broken

there, up on the cross He loved me even before I loved Him.

 

my son bent the wire for love

 

Thankful for my son who made the Son on the cross

Taught me that loving involves a lot of bending

That bending is not deforming but purposeful

 

from the family that bends together

 

Thankful for the time with my family

Touching, talking, teaching, trying

Transforming whatever we have into love

 

Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks, unto thee do we give thanks: for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare. – Psalm 75:1

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Day 28: Play

 

Play not with fire

that burns the soul

and destroys lives.

 

Play not with hide and seek

hiding from responsibilities

and seeking faults.

 

Play not with monopoly

of ideas and decisions

someone else is in the game.

 

Play not of passing around

the juicy tales about someone else

go sip some tea.

 

Play not with indecisions

playing safe from accountability

is not safe at all.

 

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It’s Day 28 of Feeling Good! Play used to be something to look forward to when we were young. When grown-ups associated it with something destructive play is no longer good.

Feel good again — play child’s play! Play with kids!

Hopscotch, kick the can, jump rope, jacks, marbles, tags, Simon says, freeze dance, musical chair…

Play fair — enjoy the day!

 

Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come and the years approach when you will say, “I find no pleasure in them” – Ecclesiastes 12:1

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Day 27: Read Your Way Up

Image from Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 13

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“Reading again? You are so lazy to do nothing but read!”

How could she make him understand that she is not just reading?

Her ears were deaf with mockery thus she savors the lines that say she is special.

Her heart was crushed, bleeding non-stop, thus she needs healing with the words.

Her spirit suffered that it wanted to escape thus she needs the pages to stop it.

 

“Reading again? You are so lazy to do nothing but read!”

Oh how he made her felt so small because she was looked down.

Oh how he made her felt so sad because she can no longer see love in his eyes.

And so she ran outside together with her book of comfort and climbed a tree.

She timed her tears from the moment it leaped out till it reached the ground.

 

“Reading again? You are so l…”

“Oh no he found me!”

“Reading again? You are so lovely up there!”

He learned how to care and not look down – because he looked up.

 

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It’s Day 27 of Feeling Good! READ!

 

R-edeem your spirit

E-mbrace its value

A-llow it to soak the Word

D-ay and night

 

Feel good up in the tree, up in the sky, up to the Highest!

 

Let this book of the law be ever on your lips and in your thoughts day and night, so that you may keep with care everything in it; then a blessing will be on all your way, and you will do well. – Joshua 1:8

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Day 20: Keep A Pair Of Rose-Colored Glasses Handy

 

Pains and disappointments they could darken your days

Put out your rose-colored glasses to see the bright rays!

You can change your sad defeated hopeless painful look

Wear the rose-colored glasses for an optimistic outlook!

 

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It’s Day 20 of Feeling Good!  Let’s talk about pink and rose color and glasses and whatever!

Did you appreciate pink (that’s also rose color, right?) when you were little?  I can’t remember if I liked that color but I remember liking blue – and being blue. But someone I love loves pink – my youngest daughter. Pink bag, pink slippers, pink dress, pink balloon, pink shake (that’s strawberry shake of course). She’s cute, sweet, and adorable. I should have liked pink when I was a little girl!

But I think it’s not yet too late, I can wear rose-colored glasses and strut my way out of darkness!

And here’s another glasses that will surely look good on us and make us look for good – GOD’S GLASSES!

Shall we wear them now and feel good?

It even made my heart see — cool!

 

Open my eyes that I may see wonderful things in your law.

–       Psalm 119:18

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Day 4: Don’t Take Yourself So Seriously

Seriously

Don’t take yourself so seriously

Don’t walk around as if you are carrying the whole world

That it will tilt when you smile

That it will shake when you giggle

That it will fall when you chuckle.

Don’t be afraid

To be funny

To be tad silly

To express yourself freely.

Some people actually wish

That you don’t take yourself so seriously

Because your frown lines aren’t lovely!

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It’s Day 4 of Feeling Good! And I have a question for you!

Being the First Lady, what would you do to make the whole nation smile?

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Now don’t take the question seriously if your husband isn’t the President, okay?

But hey, you can convince him to run.

Seriously, think about it — to not be afraid to loosen up.

A joyful heart is good medicine, But a broken spirit dries up the bones.

– Proverbs 17:22

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Precious Moments

Sea, Sun, Sky

Sand, Shells, Seaweeds

Sunscreen, Sandcastle, Starfish

Sundress, Sunglasses, Swimsuit

Swimming, Surfing, Sailing

Sunburn, Sweet memories, Summer

 

Jingle Poetry

An awesome community

Mondays are for party

With all types of poetry

Now they turn to one

It has been a year of fun!

His stories and deeds

Introduced me to the Lord

Grandpa’s legacy

 

For Jingle Poetry on Summer Vacations, Grandparents, and Anniversaries.

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Precious moments have nothing to do with time. It is a condition of the heart.

Come in unity and see how precious each and every one.

Blessings to all and yes, I owe myself a visit to your wonderful place.

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DIY: Empty Juice Cartons Wreath

Juice cartons now empty

Don’t throw it away Mommy

We will have a happy day

Crafting fun memories for the family!

 

Juice cartons now empty

Enjoyed the apple, orange and cranberry

Now let’s make something pretty

Painted carton houses maybe?

 

For The Gooseberry Garden on OBJECT.

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HERE’S HOW TO MAKE EMPTY JUICE CARTONS WREATH

 

1. First, drink all the juice inside otherwise it will be too heavy for the wreath!

empty juice cartons

 

2. Next, paint the empty cartons with any color that you want for the house. Hey, it’s best to experiment painting in cartons than in real houses!

painted houses by kiddos and me!

 

3. Next next, cut the branches in your neighbor’s tree — form it in circle and attach the painted houses.

empty juice cartons wreath!

 

4. Next to next next, make 2 sets — 1 for your neighbor where you got the branches!

 

Now Do It Yourself and have fun! If I can breath then I can wreath — so can you!

Psssst, this empty juice cartons wreath will have more fun at Nester’s Wreath Party!

 

World peace begins at home — with empty juice cartons! Don’t you think so?

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Owl Right!

There is a wise owl perching on a tree

Sharing nuggets of wisdom for you and me.

 

When you try to know another fellow

You’ll actually learn more about you

So don’t hesitate to say Whooo!

Whooo are you?

When you lift one another

Your reach will be farther

So don’t hesitate to say Wooot!

Woot! For someone else’s triumph.

There is a wise owl perching on a tree

Its twooo big eyes staring at you and me

It knows a secret — we are blessed today

Of owlsome moments to make us yipee!

 

There is a wise owl perching on a tree

It made me say, “Thank you everybody!”

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Monkey Business

Image from Bluebells Book Short Story Slam Week 7

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“Welcome in mister! If you love bananas then we both love bananas!” said Wanda the Monkey.

“Consider yourself blessed to be in Wanda’s Banana Café!”

“It’s heavenly in here with banana coconut cream pie, banana rum cake, banana muffins, banana oatmeal cookies, banana fritters, banana chocolate chips, banana pancake, banana nut bread, banana strawberry doughnut, banana milk loaf, banana stuffed French toast, banana ice cream, banana split, banana balls, banana squares, banana chips, banana power shake, banana grape wine, banana hazelnut frappe…”

“And not just those yummy treats, we have banana journal, banana bag, banana mug, banana pens and banana accessories. All my friends here in the jungle love them!”

“So what do you like mister? I can serve it here while you listen to really cool banana music or you can bring home some for your family or if you want to have fun in the beach, there’s a banana boat as well!”

“Ahem, I’m not here for some bananas. I am looking for Wanda,” said the mister.

“But you must try the bananas. These are baked and made with love. Wait, you are looking for Wanda? I am Wanda, the monkey who loves banana.”

“Oh you are Wanda. Lucky, lucky Wanda!”

“An anonymous benefactor is giving you a big house in the city, a limousine, and lots of money! But on one condition, you should never eat or touch banana again.”

“Not eat banana? Not touch banana? A big house, a limousine, and lots of money in exchange of banana? My, my, somebody is going bananas!”

“Ahhh, yummy banana walnut cake!” Wanda is smiling with satisfaction to her another masterpiece. After all, there’s so much love in it.

“Welcome in mister! If you love bananas then we both love bananas!”

Banana boating with my family!

Enjoy the day everyone!

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Home Run

Hubby

Play more than fair

Run towards home

Catch responsibility

Pitch love!

 

Wifey

Count not the strikes

Cheer with love

Let the wild pitch go

Hope for grand slam!

 

In the home field

Play your best in each inning

Follow the rules of the game

Heed the Umpire

Be the winning team!

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Don’t Hide

Image from Bluebell Books Short Story Slam Week 6

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“You don’t have to hide behind my back. It will be alright,” Digna the dog appeased her new found friend Emphie the elephant.

“What if they laugh at me because of my enormous nose? My huge legs? And my jumbo butt?”

“What if they like you because of your awesome nose? Your strong legs? And your…your jumbo butt?”

As they come near to the meadow, Emphie could see Digna’s playmates dancing, laughing, and having a good time.

“Hello everyone! Sorry I’m late,” Digna apologized.

“You’re late and you’re dead! There’s an elephant behind you! Run! Everybody runnnnnnn!”

“Wait! You don’t have to be scared with Emphie. Please stay.”

“What if that beast hit us with her enormous nose? Kick us with her huge legs?”

“And what about her jumbo…jumbo butt?” As soon as the words were out, the dogs can’t control their laughter, “Bowwowwahahahaha!”

“Digna, I told you…,” Emphie sadly whispered.

“Please stop it! You’re hurting Emphie. She actually doesn’t want to come here because you might laugh at her and she’s right. Just because she’s big doesn’t mean we should be scared of her or laugh at her. Doesn’t it occur to you to you that she could actually be the scared one? The shy one?”

“She is?!”

Swoosh swoosh swoosh…

“This is so much fun Emphie! I love swinging in your awesome nose!”

“And running around your strong legs!”

“And how I wish I have your jumbo butt and paint it with rainbow and put a smile on everybody’s lips!”

Emphie smiled. Her heart smiled. She knew it’s one of her loveliest smiles.

“You don’t have to hide behind my back. It will be alright,” Emphie appeased her new found friend Digna. “There’s no ghost but magic under the stars.”

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I Don’t Like You

I’m just being honest, I don’t like you…

I don’t like you feeling not good enough.

I don’t like you feeling unloved.

I don’t like you feeling hopeless.

I don’t like you feeling afraid of the future.

I don’t like you feeling uninspired.

And isn’t it possible that what we don’t like in others is actually what we don’t like in ourselves?

Isn’t it true that it’s easier to find things that we don’t like in others?

Isn’t it true that it’s easier to give solution on somebody else’s concern?

And what if they are not taking action? Sigh…

And me? Some don’t like me either.

But there are some who appreciates what I’m doing.

Enough to remind me to…

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Enough to remind me that I can be merry any time of the year…

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Enough to remind me that anyone can be a gift to the world…

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You are a gift to the world!

You know I like you, don’t you?

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I Have Questions For You

Don’t worry there won’t be a  failing grade — I’ll give you 1 smiley for each answer. Cool, isn’t? It will be fun like when you were in nursery and the teacher gave you stars!

Here goes…

1. If money is not an issue, what kind of work would make you happy?

2. What is something you do that you think most people don’t do?

There — just 2 questions. Easier than mathematical problem! But then, if you like math here it is…

If we were asked to forgive seventy-seven times how many more is left out of the X number of forgiveness you have given? If you have reached that number, do you think you can extend it up to infinity?

Whew, that’s hard! But actually we are asked to forgive up to infinity — no?

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Thank you all wonderful and cool people for your responses!

“Saya tidak bisa bicara bahasa Indonesia.” That means, “I don’t speak Indonesian.” — but I’m flying to Indonesia. See you in a few days!

Get in touch with yourself and be well, okay? Huggggs.

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