Feb 17 2011

day 152: thriftday {present!}

I love giving gifts. But not being able to spend money on awesome gifts sucks. In the last few years, Dave and I had to make a decision about whether or not we would continue giving our nephews and nieces birthday presents. There’s 6 of them, and what with my 3 siblings + siblings-in-law, Dave’s sister and our parents birthdays, it starts to add up. I hate the idea of just handing over a card on a birthday though.
So I started making gifts when I could for my nieces and nephews. It usually ends up that when I make one thing for one of them, the rest of them want something like it. A few years ago, it was sock monkeys. I tried to make them different according to each niece or nephew. This is Redford, the rock-star sock monkey. (He also came with a sock-rat band manager who had a t-shirt that said “I’m with the band”). He was for my oldest nephew, who was 13 at the time. Redford had a star tattoo, lip and brow piercing, a star stud upper ear piercing, a Fender Strat guitar, leather wrist cuff and a sweet black tee. I made everything by hand (except for the guitar!).
I had so much fun making all the sock monkeys for all the kids, and I know that they love them. Just the other day my youngest nephew (who got his sock monkey when he was 1) very proudly took his sock monkey to preschool with him on Valentines day.
The top picture is a gift for my niece who’s birthday we are celebrating today. I had made one similar to this for my youngest niece in January (it was an owl on a stick, with a pink polka-dot background). The rest of the kids informed me that they wanted one just like it, and proceeded to request different animals.
If you are crafty, making presents is the best way to go! It’s thrifty, and I find they are always so appreciated.
And it’s also just a whole heck of a lot of fun. : )


Oct 12 2009

My Happy Birthday Monster Feet Slippers

My birthday gift from Dave was so awesome, it deserved a post of it’s own.  I asked for slippers, but these go above and beyond.  They are very cozy and warm and soft.  I call them my monster feet–that is, if monsters had velvet bows and bling. :)
*Side Note* Cab Calloways song “Happy Feet” was not used in the film “Happy Feet”.  What a shame.  If you can find it, listen to it.  It’s quite fun.

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Sep 19 2009

"My name is Gloria. Short for Glorious."

So we have this chair.

I named her Gloria.
There’s a funny story behind this chair. When Dave & I were first married, Dave’s best friends Mom said she was redoing a chair for us as a wedding gift. “Great!” We said. “We’re excited to see it.”
We got married and she said, “The Chair is coming.

And we said, “Cool. Can’t wait.”
Months passed, and every now and then we’d see her and she’d say, “The Chair is coming.”
And we’d say, “Okay.”
Years passed. We went to Europe. Forgot all about The Chair. Upon our arrival back in Canada, we ran in to her and she said (rather excitedly) “The Chair! It’s done!”
And we scratched our heads for a moment and said, “The Chair?”
“Yes! I’ll drop it off at your grandparents for you to pick up whenever you want.” She pushed a bottle of paint towards us. “Here is a touch up kit. It’s black. Black & Gold.” And with that, she left.
Black and Gold?
I pondered this for a while. In my mind, I saw a chair. It was what they called “gold” in the 70′s, yes. But today, I think we would refer to it as “orange”.
I brought up the chair to many people.
“Black & Gold is very in this season.” They’d say and point to a Home Decor Magazine featuring it. “I’m sure it’s probably a light satiny gold material like this.”
Yes. This can work.
I started planning my whole bedroom around the enigmatic chair (which, up until this point I hadn’t seen). It would be black, white & gold. French Provincial, if you will. I made plans. It would be glorious.
Then we went to pick up the chair.
Let me tell you, it was glorious. Black and Gold? Yes. In full 1970′s velvety glory. Yes. Yes. Yes. There was no pale satiny gold here.
After spending many hours deliberating, I have decided to say “Up Yours!” To the home decor magazines that say my chair isn’t fashionable. She has seen many a classy dinner party featuring big hair, shoulder pads, and polyester. She was around when smoking was totally en vogue, and she loves sinking her feet into a plush shag carpet.
Yes, her name is Gloria.
Short for Glorious.

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