
I just thought I would bless you with a photo of a make and take I made for Christmas at My Hearts Fancy in Oklahoma City. This should remind you of the reason we celebrate Christmas.





These pictures just don't do the box justice. This is a wooden cigar box that I painted. I put the metal over a mold, then used metal tools to form the metal into the shape of the mold. Then used wheels for the design around the edges. Then painted the metal, then applied it to the cigar box. Later, I added the vintage look of old postcards to the inside. I did this at a class taught by Lisa Bruno at My Heart's Fancy. TFL. ~Bye for now.






Shoes are a funny thing. I am more of a Dansko or Birkenstock type of girl. I have to wear shoes that have arches and are good for my feet. But every once in a while, a girl has to have shoes that are totally different from her norm. These top shoes were purchased from Harold's last month. They are too cute. The bottom pair are from Chico's from 2005. Both totally unlike me, but fun for a change.


The other photo was taken at a shopping center in Phoenix where we ate dinner one night. We had such fun. The restaurant was called "My Big Fat Greek Restaurant". Don't know why, but I liked the way the movement of the water show up, the appearance of the tiles and the lights in the store windows.
~Bye for now~




The picture of me and two other women was taken at the national convention for Demarle at Home.
This photo was taken in September 2006 at Crystal Springs Camp in Tennessee. I was thrilled to be able to visit, as I used to go to camp there as a child, and I had not been able to visit the campgrounds in about 40 years. I had someone take a photo of me in front of one of the cabins, and I have an old photo of me in front of the cabin from about 45 years earlier. I still remember that my grandfather had taken me to camp one year when I was a little too young to attend. He went behind closed doors with those in charge to discuss whether they would allow me to stay. When they came out, he announced that I could stay for the week. But in exchange for allowing me to stay, he had to stay as well and run the camp. We both stayed the week and I thought it was wonderful. On the mess hall (now known as the dining hall) there is a plaque in honor of my grandfather. June 2007
