knee-knocking, back-slapping fun.

As you all know, I’ve been away takin’ care of the business of my sister’s wedding. Sorry it’s been a while since I updated, but since I have SO MUCH to tell you about, I’ll start by showing you the results of the crafts at the wedding!

Here is a picture of the final seating chart cards. Thanks to Aunt Kathy for writing all the names!

This is the sign that Jon cut the wood for and I spray painted (with Jeff’s help), and Uncle Tony and Jeff nailed. Ahh, family team work.

Here is Lillian, the flower girl, carrying the bouquet we made. She was so gentle with it, which was adorable.

Folding the programs that I designed with Traci and Jeff’s help.

Next up? Some wedding photos, although picking through the thousands is going to be hard…


crafty, craftier, craftiest.

A few more crafts needed to be completed for Nikki’s wedding and I needed a little help. Partly because I was behind and partly because I’m not great at crafts. Luckily, the girls were coming over for Book Club and I was hosting, so I coaxed them into being my crafting buddies. Luckily, Cricket’s mom was in town, and she’s full of crafty knowledge and really did such excellent work I can’t even take credit for really any of the final product.

Here are the beginnings of the bouquet.

Look, me helping.

The lovely Jess, also making flowers.

The magical glue gun that Cricket’s mom suggested we use. So smart!

The silver clothespins to hold the seating chart cards.

Whatcha doin’ for the rest of your life?

Hey folks. This day is proving to be a stellar one. Although, I haven’t run my yet — first to be outside, three miles, today. So talk to me after that.

Meanwhile, I now have a shirt to wear for the 5k this weekend, Mat Kearney’s new single is out, tonight (after my run, eek) I am watching Babies with Jen T., and we received a water cooler in my office. (It’s the small things, folks.)

Last night Rebecca came over. I lured her over with tofu and veggies, a la stir fry with Thai Red Curry sauce. (Which by the way, is all I ever feed Rebecca. She’s a vegetarian, and I just am not good at feeding her. I sometimes switch it up with a pasta dish, but I get sick of pasta, since as Italians we eat it so much, and I take opportunities to eat tofu very seriously. Anyways, if you have any veggie friends you cook for, send recipes my way!)

Anyways, so after I basically had Rebecca make us dinner and then ate it with her, I gave her a beer, and said, “We need to work on this craft project.” Which, as it turns out, took us until 11 pm. Luckily we had Jeff, Rebecca, and I, so I think the t-shirts are much better looking than they would have been had I did it on my own.

There was a hilarious moment right before we started ironing on letters where Jeff thought one side was down, whereas Rebecca interpreted the other side as being down. He tried to prove himself by taking a spare letter and affixing it to a white t-shirt he had lying around. He ended up affixing it to the shirt he was using as the shield (so the letter doesn’t melt) and now my Ben and Jerry’s shirt (Lauren remember when I got that shirt in Rhode Island, circa 1999ish?) has a nice “S” on the back. Rebecca and I laughed, laughed, and laughed, and it was Becca, 1, Jeff 0. Now, onto the iron-on letters.

We laid the letters out then ironed them on one at a time, while Jeff dealt with printing the design onto the iron-on paper.

Now I was carefully turning the shirt inside out, so we could iron from the other side.

The reveal. Did they stick? Will they stay??

Success.

Now we moved on to placement for the front and back iron-on papers.

*Time lapse.* My shirt is magically done, too!

 

Don’t let these pictures fool you. I did not do much of the work. I merely ironed. Rebecca helped with the placement of the letters and patches, Jeff printed the patches, and they both read the directions and just told me how to iron. Oh, how I love having creative people around me. And a big shout out to Jess, who designed the patch for me in the first place!

Jeff helping me figure out how to get the front patch on. We marked ’em, but I don’t have an eye for straight lines, as it turns out.

Here we come, 5k!