It's what I do

Maybe it's just me, but I cannot seem to get the d(*& pictures to load in the order I want. But here goes.

Everybody has something that they do. Abby plays ball. Molly plays ball and creates art. Daddy lives the ball thing vicariously. I create. I sew. Glue. Crochet. Paint. Etc. I just wish that everyone at my house realized that this is just as important to me as the things they do.


(Vintage button and trim notecards.) The idea is that the buttons are part of the gift. They are basted on and will easily remove.

If the girls need equipment - it is immediately taken care of. I have been trying to impart this idea to the person in charge of renovating my barn. This is handled in spurts.

Seems he would rather watch practice than work on this project. But -- and yes this is an ugly statement -- if you are at practice and your child gets hurt you need to determine the extent of the injury.

Abby got hurt last night - not serious it has now been determined - but she self medicated from another persons stash with Aleve. She had already had Advil before practice. The amount of medicine was not dangerous - but Dad should have been in charge of medication - HE WAS RIGHT THERE.

Anyway - finished practice - called home - emergency room visit required. Round up the insurance card - go get it from friends Mom - they took her to the beach with them. Arrive at emergency room. Two and a half hours later - Just a badass bruise on the inside of her left elbow.

The really hysterical part of the night was the exchange between the sisters as Abby arrived home. She made the high school softball team and they were practicing diving for ground balls. This is how she banged the elbow on the ground. But she was covered in Georgia red clay from forehead to toes. She gets out of the truck with elbow in an ice pack and Molly meets her at the door. First words out of Molly's mouth --- "YOU HAVE MY SHIRT ON. MOM LOOK WHAT SHE DID TO MY SHIRT. OOO THAT'S NASTY."

Of course I grabbed a project to take in -



This is what a mild emergency room visit looks like to a crafter. I started this trim when we got there and crocheted 40 inches of it. Yes - as the lady beside me said - That is sewing thread - it is that size and the lovely salmon color. This was one of the spools from the Birthday trip. The book is one that my mom gave me and this is so simple to do. Once you get the rythm of the patten, you can rock on easily. I will call this finished when I empty the spool and then wash and starch this. It is the 2nd pattern shown on the page in the picture and to me it looks like rickrack.


I have made several of these note cards. The images are from Dover. The buttons have been thrifted, gifted, found and I love to pour them out and match up several for a card. Maybe the shoppers at the festival will like the finished products as well.




How about some feedback from you peeps? Do you like these? How about the crochet trim? Should I try to package it and sell some or should I incorporate it into another of my creations? Is the lace packaging from yesterday's post appropriate? I can sell a toilet with the best of them, but I kind of freak about marketing my handmade and vintage items.

I sure do wish that MaggieGrace Studio was nearing completion.

Hope you guys have a wonderful weekend.

Note - the cards are all made with items I already had.

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