Monday, July 2, 2012

Pom Wonderful? How about Pom-mazing?!

Whether you've ever partaken of the pomegranate juice inside, I know you've all seen those fun POM Wonderful bottles at the grocery store. I've never had the healthy stuff myself, but I've always admired the bottles and thought, "I bet I could make something cute out of that."

My mom, obviously wanting to take advantage of the health benefits of pomegranate juice, purchased some, drank it, and generously saved the bottle for me. 




I applied some green spray paint, inserted a few faux flowers, and voila! A fun addition for my kitchen shelves!


Mr. Froggy is awestruck.

I just love the curvy shape. If I were going to put a flower arrangement that was less bushy or full in the bottle-turned-vase, I would probably wrap some cute ribbon around the top of the bottle to mask the place where the lid fits, but that wasn't really necessary with these flowers.

I'm always amazed at what a little spray paint can do.

Toodles.

Monday, January 30, 2012

My Thoughts on Beer

Even though there are thousands of commercials celebrating it, people I know claim to love it, and I’ve actually witnessed people drinking it, I honestly have a hard time believing people really, honestly like beer. I am not anti-beer because I believe alcohol is from the devil and one drink leads to alcoholism and stuff like that. I don’t believe that stuff. I just honestly can’t believe people enjoy the flavor of beer. It is so gross to me that it’s easier for me to think millions of people are faking their love for the stuff than it’s a taste that I just haven’t acquired. I eat or drink practically anything. I don’t have a weak stomach, and I’m adventurous when it comes to trying new flavors. But I just don’t get beer.

I hope this will illuminate what I mean. I also do not like calamari.I’ve eaten it before, but it’s not something I enjoy. However, I can understand how other people like it. To me, it’s kinda gross, but I’m willing to concede that it isn’t gross to other people. Same thing with white chocolate. For me, no thanks.But I can understand how other people enjoy it. I get it that there are things I don’t like and other people do. That’s OK of course.

But beer is just SO gross to me that my brain can’t comprehend how other people make it go down!!

It’s so high on the gross spectrum that not only do I dislike it (like calamari and white chocolate), but I can’t even fathom that other people like it.

I can’t even pretend to like it and finish off one can because it seems like the thing to do in certain social situations. It hurts! It kind of makes me gag.

And all of this might make me a baby, but the whole beer situation is confusing to me psychosomatically. I can see people drinking it, and my mind tells me, “They are really enjoying that beer.” But my body says, “There’s no way, dude.”

Monday, December 12, 2011

Fruit Explosion Muffins and time limits on kindness

Last Friday (three days ago), I visited Tim Horton's drive-through on the way to work, and my order (a medium coffee and a fruit explosion muffin) was paid for by the person in the car in front of me. (Thank you, stranger!!)

The kind purchaser of my breakfast relayed a message to me via the Tim Horton's check-out lady. "Pay it forward."

Well, I deliberated all weekend about how to do that, but in the end, I didn't really do anything out of the ordinary for anyone. (I know. I suck.) I just couldn't think of any random acts of kindness to perform. It's not that I was mean all weekend. I just didn't do anything with that "pay it forward" attitude. (Again, I know. I suck.)

I kind of assumed there was no time limit on kindness, so I figured I'd wait. Wrong choice, Ally.

Anyway, this morning (Monday) at Tim's, I ordered the same thing ... but I also got a free side of Karma.

People, my muffin totally lacked the jelly filling that gives it the awesome middle name Explosion!!
Let me repeat. It was simply a fruit muffin. No Explosion. None.

This experience has taught me to heed the advice of my all-time favorite author, the late, great, Kurt Vonnegut. (Please forgive the profanity.)

"There's only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you've got to be kind."

This world requires kindness.

Prompt kindness.

Lesson learned.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Some Halloween Crafts

Every crafter goes through a time in his or her life when it is simply impossible to throw old food containers into the garbage or recycle bin. Every salsa jar looks like a possible candle holder. Every Styrofoam meat tray is a paint palette.

I'm going through that phase in my life right now, and my craft room is overflowing with cleaned out spaghetti sauce jars, Pringles cans, and plastic sour cream containers.

If it gets any worse I might have to search the yellow pages for a Hoarders Anonymous group in my area.

Anyway, this weekend I decided to make use of a few items I'd been saving.

So I gathered the following items: Coffee can, cocoa powder container, Pringles can, and a small dog food can.

I also used scrapbook paper, Modge Podge, paint, markers, and a few buttons. And the finished products are: Pumpkin, Frankenstein's monster, ghost, and an "EEK!" candle holder.

A quartet of Halloween knick-knacks.

Here's a closer look at my creations. I'll probably use the Pumpkin pale to hold candies during trick-or-treat this year. The "EEK!" candle holder has little white rocks holding up the battery tea-lite candle.

It looks like when I took this picture the Modge Podge on Frank's head wasn't quite dry. It's a little wavy. Once the glue dried it flattened out. And my Pringles can ghost may have actually made a better Mummy, but I had my heart set on a ghost. :)

When I celebrate Halloween I must prefer to focus on the silliness rather than the scariness. Therefore, my cutesie Halloween crafts will fit right in!

Happy crafting!

(I'm also sharing this at Centsational Girl's Autumn Craft Party.)

Monday, August 1, 2011

Angry Bird Rocks

My nephew Jacob introduced me to the awesomeness that is Angry Birds several months ago. He's seven, and by "introduced me" I mean he basically made me watch him play Angry Birds on his dad's iPad for about an hour. I've never played the game. I've played it vicariously through my nephew. : )

He loves it.

So when I saw this post at Brassy Apple last week, I was inspired! (Megan at Brassy Apple, you're a genius!)

I set out to make a similar set of Angry Bird rocks for my nephew.

Here are my birds:
Cute, right? They are just rocks I found while hiking at a MetroPark, craft paint, and two coats of spray-on gloss.

For the green pigs from the game, my nephew and I used our imagination. (I didn't have enough rocks to make the pigs.)

We used green "bullets" from a Nerf Gun:
Some sort of fuzzy green ball thing:
And even a purple fuzzy ball thing, because we ran out of green toys to use as "pigs." Hey, whatever works, right?
And as you can see, we used Jenga blocks to make the structures to knock down. We set the structures up along the sidewalk as a sort of obstacle course. Jacob had to use the Rock Birds to knock down each structure before moving onto the next.

The rock throwing was definitely the most fun part of this game, but the building of the Jenga structures also was kinda fun!

And since this game involves throwing rocks, it's pretty obvious it's an outdoor game.

When painting the rocks I also imagined we'd play the game on the grass, but the Jenga structures just wouldn't stay up until we moved them to the sidewalk. The birds definitely took a beating and their paint was very chipped by the end, but it was well worth it.

And I definitely got a ton of SUPER AUNT POINTS for finding a way to bring a video game outside and to make it active.

See ya later, Birds!!


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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Cute Quote

I'm reading 'Little Women' by Louisa May Alcott. It's such a sweet book, and the sisters' earnestness always brings tears to my eyes. I consider myself a cynic usually. Sarcasm is my second language. Snark is my most dominant personality trait. But doggone it if those March sisters and sweet Marmee don't capture my heart every time I read this book!

I think Ms. Alcott also had a little bit of sarcasm flowing through her veins. I lifted this quote from the section of the book where Meg and Jo are leaving for a party, and they've been fretting about their dresses and hair and gloves.

























I thought it was so funny!

I'd love to hear about any literary classics that are your favorites.

Friday, June 10, 2011

I HEART Red

I'm back to share with you a recent transformation. Beside the backdoor to our house is a little shelf we use to keep keys, the garage door openers, and a container for cash for gas. It looks like this. Handy ... functional ... blah.

That thing hanging on the middle hook is actually a wind chime. The picture just shows the top part (a yellow bird). It was just hanging on this shelf until it was nice enough outside.

And here is the shelf after I dressed it up just a little bit, just for some variety.
Yeah, still pretty blah. And you know from my previous post that the lovely vegetable picture on the shelf has gone through a major transformation.

So, without further ado, let me show you how the shelf looks today:
A breath of fresh air. Changes include:
-- Entire shelf painted red
-- Picture makeover (to inspire us to hang up our car keys and bike from time to time)
-- Addition of a scrapbook paper covered box. (Modge Podge Rocks!)

Here are a few more pics (sorry for the shadows): A closeup of the bicycle pic: And a closer look at the new Modge Podged box: Oh yeah, the other shelves have some tiny little candles from Bath & Body Works. I don't really light them while they are on the shelf. : )
They have a nice tropical scent that you can sense without them even being lit. They are kind of cute but by no means permanent.

Lately I have been really drawn to bright red for almost anything that needs painted. I'm really loving it now. I think this old/new little shelf by our back door really adds some fun and whimsy to our walls.

Let's look at the before and after one more time:

(The shelf of yesteryear)


(The shelf of NOW)


I hope you have a terrific weekend!

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