Hey Ya’ll!

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I know I’ve been MIA for quite some time. I rather keep falling off that proverbial carousel of life. >sigh< Medicine changes aplenty and now faulty lab results. Faulty on my end. Waiting for an endocrinologist now. UGH!

Anyhows, I found the above link towards making blank inside greeting cards. Encouragement cards. If you follow me on Instagram then you have seen some of my index card art. I may well turn some into donated cards myself. Find me there @bbanksvalentine or @peabuttonsmom

I also have a Facebook page. Look for me there under http://www.facebook.com/bonniebanks3163.

I get confused with sharing links sometimes. If you find me please give me a shout.

I’ll leave you with a few pix of what I’ve been doing.

Enjoy!

~ Bonnie aka Peabutton’s Mom

When Inspiration Strikes

Hey ya’ll! Did you miss me? I missed me! Sometimes I forget to put my posts here. My apologies to all ya’ll in Cyberland.

This morning I was browsing through my messenger post from #hometalk . It’s a wonderful DIY site. Anyhow, I saw a simple pumpkin wreath made with painted foam shapes glued to an embroidery hoop. That’s when inspiration struck!

Here’s my version. I had a bunch of these votive sized “snack-o-lanterns” from last year. A few I had picked up at a thrift store and the rest were given to me. I don’t suppose I spent over 50 cents.

I also already had the embroidery hoop. I always pick up the wooden ones with a good screw on top provided they are less than a dollar each. Sometimes I find them in bundles. Score!

I want to iterate (sp?) that I don’t celebrate Halloween. However, once in a while I find a cute item that I just can’t resist. I hung up last year’s ghostie I found at the Dollar Tree on my back door. Too cute!

So I guess I’m fall ready. Or at least started. I can think of all kinds of ways to still use the simple pumpkin wreath right through Christmas. I could paint them BUT I’m thinking I could wrap fabric squares around them and tuck the raw edges into the bucket. I could add leafs into the buckets. Maybe wrap burlap around the raw hoop. Just too many ideas!

So what kind of ideas would you do? Drop me a comment. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Enjoy!

Morning Walks

Having a dog has been good therapy for me. It forces me to get outside and walk. I do enjoy nature (unless I’m having to walk the dog in sub zero temperatures, snowstorms, extreme heat with humidity, inclimate weather….).

Morning walks are the best. Birds are twittering. Some greet me. Squirrels and rabbits are out. Sometimes the deer come strolling through.

Even so I find myself focusing on little things that most folks miss. Lost feathers. Honey bees. Unexpected hearts in unusual places. I like to think it’s God’s way of greeting me in the morning.

So what little things help you in your mornings?

I’m Ba-aack!!!

Oh hallelujah! I have missed being active here. Did you miss me?

So I just downloaded the mobile app for reaching my site. I’m so excited! This past Christmas my kids were able to upgrade our phones and I finally got a smart one. 😁 Now with the app I can finally catch up!

Mosey cottage hasn’t changed any. It is still hard to heat and cool since there’s not anything conventional or green about it.

My flowers have suffered a bit from the major rains we’ve had. And my small jungle of house plants are on loan to a church for their VBS program.

By the way….do ya’ll follow me on Instagram? Look for bonniebanks3163.. The numbers don’t mean anything. Just some that Instagram gave me. I invite you to come follow there and catch up a bit. For sure I will now be sharing my pix here first now. Looking forward to great things!

Enjoy!!!

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Lost in my (W)Hole

Sometimes life can trow a curve ball. Or a fast ball that hits us right smack dab in the head that sends us flying. I must have been hit with both. This particular “Alice” got so lost that I couldn’t find the (w)hole at all.  Sad isn’t it? But I was still on my back. And when you are on your back you tend to look UP.

I’ve pondered for some time and after attending a wonderful writing seminar earlier today I can safely state that I have found the entrance to that (w)hole. Yay! Now for the changes…..

I have been saving photos to share since my last actual written post. I promise not to weigh ya’ll down with all that. I AM now living in Mosey Cottage. It’s become just as cluttered as my apartment was before. My grandkids are growing. My dog is ailing but hanging in there. My metal health has been withdrawn. I’ve had a couple cancer scares. No worries….still cancer free! Still participate in art shows. No sales and no awards this round. It’s all good though. I’ve made more contacts 🙂

I shall be scheduling a change. Cleaning house with my blog. A new look perhaps. New goals. Still in the Whole but more like a rabbit that pops it’s head out regularly 🙂 Fixing to “feather the nest” with my writings. I want to begin sharing more art findings and craft ideas. Perhaps have some freebies to offer in the future. I really desire to get more involved and have ya’ll more involved with me 😀

So here goes: A photo collage of a few things to catch ya’ll up with my little world.

Mosey Cottage kitchen before and after. So much better! Big thanks to the contractors!

The after on the left and the HORRIBLE on the right. I now actually have a walk in shower! And there’s a pocket for a sliding door if I ever get to it 😉

My 100+ year old high school burned down this summer of 2017.  It has been a MAJOR impact on my psyche.  My mother had attended this school as well as myself and all of my siblings. In fact, this is how it was for most of the town. And for the athletes that won so many achievements and awards…. We all still deeply mourn this horrible act started by a handful of kids.

I enjoyed an Easter feast with a cousin at my wonderful little ‘FREE’ antique enameled metal table. Scarfed this find out of a burned out trailer years ago. Covered in soot….my son in law helped to clean it and painted the legs for me!

The TV remote took me FOUR MONTHS to find after moving! THEN I discovered the TV no longer worked! Go figure :O

There’s loads more I’d love to share but time restraints and my dog won’t allow me to continue right now. UGH! Ha! Many of my close friends and family know that is one of my favorite pre-historic words! Ugh. LOL!

So in an attempt to stay current I will end by saying “Catch ya’ll later!”

I’m looking forward to great things! Ya’ll help hold me to it, ok? 😀

Enjoy life…it’s the only one we have!

DIY Dog Bed – Super Easy NO SEW

I realize this is an older post but I find it to be one most refreshing. I LOVE this pillow! I’m seriously thinking about making some for MY bed! I wonder how double knit fabric would work? I acquired a HUGE amount not too long ago. All new fabric, vintage too! AND instead of just using a pony tie of elastic I might wrap it with crochet cotton (since I AM an avid crocheter) and then sew it in place. Hmmm…..I just may have to try this today!

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Yes, you read that right… a DIY dog bed anybody can make!

Looking for a fun project to do if rainy days and Sundays always get you down? Made a dog bed this weekend and Luigi loved it. Took me about an hour with a glass of wine. You? probably a little quicker. So here we go, an easy to make DIY dog bed… yes with no sewing involved!

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You will need:
1)      Pair of scissors
2)      2 squares of t-shirt or polar fleece fabric ( depending on how big you want your dog bed to be, I used 1 m x 1 m square of fabric).
3)      A few needles  to pin the fabric together
4)      1 elastic
5)      Stuffing or clothes you no longer wear
6)      Dressmaking pencil to trace the fabric.

Instructions:

1)      Fold both squares of fabric in 4. Pin the fabric…

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Lost in the (W)Hole

Good Heavens it’s been TEN months since I’ve been able to post anything here! If this was a baby I’d be a month overdue!!!

To be honest I rather feel like my name got changed to Alice this past near-year. I got sick and had some MAJOR surgery in February that culminated in a three week stay in the “new” rehab wing inside a nursing facility where I used to work. Talk about panic! I had already spent a grueling week in the hospital but to then find myself in the receiving end of an old work place was nearly more than I could bear.

This was at the hospital. (Oh My!!! That is NOT a bedpan! It is what left of a meal tray!)  I looked awful and felt just as worse. And yes, that is a walker. Used that the week I spent in the hospital. They upgraded me to a cane when I got to rehab.

I actually spent my birthday in rehab. That was a bummer. One of my friends sent me flowers and my grand kids brought me lots of balloons. My daughter also had a BIG canvas made of the kids for me to hang on the wall next to my chair. Believe me, I looked at it every day! AND they brought my dog to visit for my birthday!

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She made herself at home in my blankets! I think I missed her the most….

So now I’m home. I still have to use a cane. Nothing fancy (yet). Found some “old man canes” at a second hand store after using one previously left behind by an ex….that thing was too tall for me anyhow. To help me feel better about the ugly canes I started crocheting handle covers and even tried my hand at making slip-on flowers and leaves. The grands love it and my little neighbor girls are fascinated that my cane wears clothes. 😀

I was told I would have to use a cane the rest of my life. I do believe it. Something connected to this surgery further aggravated the cancer-induced neuropathy. I was severely dropping things and stumbling all over myself. Funny but they taught me to use the cane in my primary hand….which is the one I was always dropping things from! Since I’ve been home I’ve learned to use that cane in either hand depending on how weak my hands are. I shift my weight usually off of the affected foot and leg too.

Oh, in case you are wondering, I had surgery to repair what is called a Recticele. I’m not sure if I have that spelled correctly. I had been passing lots of blood rectally as if I had a faucet turned on. Praise God I didn’t have to have a blood transfusion! But all the same the surgery lasted over 5 hours. It was only supposed to last 30 minutes. It was really super bad. So, once again, I am glad to be alive and am continuing to heal.

So many more things have happened since I came home. Many of which were NOT good for me. The day I came home I had a major meltdown. I am so GLAD the kids didn’t send me BACK to the hospital for mental reasons! They were the CAUSE of it all! More about that the next time. To be honest, I am still trying to heal from that incident. Worst thing to ever have happen to me since cancer and having that surgery. Oh! I forgot to tell ya’ll that I actually wanted to and honestly thought I was going to die about three days after surgery. Never had pain that intense in that manner except one other time in my life. I honestly would NOT wish it on any of my enemies! (Childbirth was NOTHING compared to this pain…).

Slowly climbing back up the (W)hole…rabbit or otherwise.

Oh! While in rehab I watched their GINORMOUS pet rabbits!!! These things were nearly twice the size of my dog!!!

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Just call me “Alice”…..I’m in here somewhere!

Until next time I pray peace and an abundance of blessings on ya’ll!

~ Bonnie

 

 

 

 

 

Disregarded Gifts

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Here we are right on the threshold of yet another Christmas holiday. That is the holiday my family celebrates. I am not nor ever have been ashamed to declare “Merry Christmas” to friends and strangers alike. I cringe when I see the “Christ” part of the word replaced by “X”. That is offensive to me to be honest. And yes, I have read and heard many of the arguments pro and con concerning the use of “X” and pine trees and decorations….and all the other many “pagan” things that have come together to make up our holiday as we know it today in the year 2015.

Also with the holidays comes the influx of charities and usually the “spirit of giving” to go along with that theme. Unless of course your name happens to be Ebeneezer Scrooge. I know a lot of people with his “spirit”. They have a total disregard for anything charitable. I pity those folks really. They don’t know the reality of joy that comes with giving.

For nearly as long as I can remember I have handmade nearly all gifts I’ve given to friends and family for Christmas. Each gift is lovingly thought out and planned for the specific recipient. I receive great joy when those gifts are cherished. Perhaps you have seen on social media the petition to buy local, buy handmade, that handmade isn’t cheap. I support all that as I have an Etsy shop that doesn’t have much traffic. I tend to gift more than I sell. You can find my shop here:  http://www.etsy.com/shop/peabuttonsmom

But what about the gifts that we purchase and gift to others? Are we simply giving a gift of disregard? Are those gifts lovingly thought out and pursued? Did we fight with somebody on Black Friday to save a buck just to give that kind of gift? One that will ultimately be “disregarded”?

Today I rather had a heart break concerning a lesser gift. Given a couple or so years ago. Gifted with love to a family member.  I did not fight for this gift or necessarily save money on this gift. But today there it was, in all its glory, laying in their trash can. I simply was throwing away an orange rind and there the gift was, partially hidden, but still crying out from the recesses of despair. Being the dumpster diver that I am of course I fished it out of their trash. My heart was broken. It sank. I realized that that particular gift was disregarded as trash. Not as the collectible which is what I had bought. Not being regifted nor even being recycled. Trashed. Oh the horror!

Now I would like to interject here that I also had another family member years ago who was notorious for ridding herself of last years gifts. Gifts we gave her often showed up in the yard sale next spring. We finally just started gifting her with gift cards. What else could we do? She made it evident that she would rather have the money.

But how does one deal with the gift that lands in the trash?? Honestly, I do not know yet. I am not finishing the handmade gifts I had previously been fussing over for this person. I just don’t feel like it is necessary any more.  It is necessary that I pray harder about this and forgive this person in my own heart. They obviously don’t see any wrong committed here.

This holiday season I would like to encourage all who read this post to re-evaluate your reason for giving the gift, as well as the gifts you receive. Some of us have spent precious time and expenses choosing those gifts just for you. Or making them. Or even having them specially made.

It makes me wonder how Santa can keep on giving and gifting when he knows he’s only giving gifts of disregard.

There is a sermon in here somewhere.

Bah. Humbug.