This is what happens when I feel crafty …

Last year, I woke up one morning, feeling strange. Not my normal quasi-anal, semi obsessive-compulsive, anxiety consumed self.

At first I thought I was dying. But then I figured that was impossible because I wasn’t worried about dying and it was this very absence of worry that concerned me. I worry about anything and everything, even if I have to make stuff up. It’s the only way I know to exist.

So then I thought that maybe, during the night, I had come down with a case of dementia. Because if I was dying and not concerned, I had obviously lost my mind.

I hopped on my computer and googled all of my symptoms and much to my astonishment, I discovered that what I had been feeling all morning was not, in fact, imminent death but rather … imminent craftiness.

This was big for me, because it’s not often I feel crafty, let alone wake up that way. I don’t consider myself a very crafty person. I’ve always thought of crafty people as “go with the flow” people, very laid back, easy going, with great hair. You know, exactly the type of person I would have been had I been born a completely different person. With great hair.

Not that I’m high strung or anything … hang on a sec while I fix my keyboard so that it’s completely parallel with my monitor, would you?

OK, I’m back.


Would you mind adjusting your keyboard? You’re not totally parallel with your monitor and I can’t see you straight on. It’s making my eye twitch.

Whew. Thank you.

As I was saying, it’s not that I’m high strung, it’s just that I don’t often feel carefree and crafty so when the mood hits me, I make the most of it.

Why doesn’t that happen with housework?

So later that day, I ran out of my house and drove all over town, collecting my supplies and getting more and more excited with each passing moment, completely engrossed in all sorts of creative possibilities.

And then I ran back home and ignored my family for three days while I sat at my kitchen table in my jammies and made these:

Each one was different and yet, somehow similar … each one carried a little bit of me. Just like my kids. Except they didn’t scream YOU ARE SUCH A BRAT at each other. And they didn’t call me mean. And didn’t tell me that I suck the fun out of everything.

They just sat there, blissfully quiet, looking pretty.

I think the hardest part for me was tying the ribbon into a bow. It took me several attempts to get a decent looking bow and at one point, I cried.

I may have been too emotionally involved.

I sold quite a few of these at a vendor fair I participated in last year, when I still had my custom digital design business. I needed something that was readily available to be purchased on the spot and these sold like hotcakes.

I hate that saying … sold like hotcakes. It makes no sense. Who buys hotcakes in bulk at warp speed? Is that a southern thing? Western thing? Another planet thing? What?

Now if you say “these sold like double fudge brownies dipped in Nutella” it would make much more sense.

Am I right?

This was one of my favorites. I included it in the vendor fair but the more I looked at it, the more I knew I couldn’t part with it. So when a little old lady full of wrinkles shuffled up to me with her walker and asked if she could buy it, I told her it was already sold and I hid it in my purse.

I’m going to Hell for that one.

Looking back on it, I wish that I had spray painted the metal tops to match the ornaments. Why is my hindsight 20/20 and my foresight 1,245,899 / 3,472?

One of these days, I swear to GOD, I’m going to learn how to take a decent picture so that my subjects don’t look as if they’re missing their bottoms.

I’d like to look as if I’m missing my bottom.

Who do I speak to about that?

After my vendor fair, I ran out and bought enough supplies to make at least 100 more of these babies.

I haven’t woken up crafty since.

And there all my supplies sit, in the corner of my office, right alongside the best of intentions.

Unused and unloved and smothering in dust.

Kind of like the monstrosity of a treadmill that now lives in our basement. It showed up in our living room one day because Nate doesn’t wake up crafty.

He wakes up bored.

Those damn best of intentions. They get you every time.

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39 thoughts on “This is what happens when I feel crafty …”

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    Those are way pretty, Andy! I made some last year as well, except I’m not so crafty as you and failed to attach ribbonage. =) This year? Calendars from Shutterfly. Heh.

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    Very pretty! We used to have a border collie who woke up in the morning wanting to do nothing but run, run, run. Same for my dd’s hamster, that thing just wants to run all the time. I get up wanting to go back to bed. I guess that’s why my ass is too big. Hmmm, I need to change that.

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    Those are beautiful and you and I sound a lot alike. Making sure things are justtttttttttttt right or its not normal. I am always going buy and straightening things. Heck, I even sleep like that. Never move.

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    LOL! I love the way you describe waking up feeling crafty. I wonder if that’s what cats feel like when they go into heat?

    Those ornaments are totally cool! I have no idea how you make them, but they would look soooooo cute too done with blown eggs for Easter. And since you’ve got all those supplies tucked away for the next millennium…

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    Love the ornaments … alcohol inks? … love your wit! You are so like me … crying because a bow wasn’t coming out quite right. *Ü* Merry Christmas!

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    So, are you, by chance, feeling the urge to share HOW you made those adorable, “selling like hotcakes” ornaments? Or are you going to leave us crafty folks (with BAD HAIR I might add) hanging on the edge of our seats??????? =)

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    Who knew craftiness could feel like and illness.. I wake up feeling like that when I get to feeling like doing something out of the norm. Those are gorgous btw and I would love to have some.

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    Oh MY Gawd! I need to bookmark your blog for a pep me up! On days like today when I’m stressed out bc I have a cold and too much to do to feel sickly bc Christmas is 2 days away!
    I laughed and read more. Guilty I should be that I’m still sitting on my lard rear reading when there are gifts to make and wrap! Ha! I ENJOYED the read and will be back…couldn’t pass by without just saying.

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    Those are so beautiful!

    Speaking as a laid back, easy going person I can tell you we are not generally crafty. Laid back easy going people are lazy. Lazy people don’t craft, we buy handmade crafts from others & then just tell people ‘yes they are handmade’ without mentioning “by someone else”.

    Of course the problem could be that I don’t have good hair.

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    Such beautiful ornaments – you should give a tutorial (when you get crafty-feeling again).

    I’ve just discovered your blog, and I love it. And, wow, I so related to getting the crafty urge once, making a pact to continue doing whatever it was that was such fabulous fun, and then finding the ingredients collecting dust months and years later. My closets are full of telltale proof of my best intentions losing out to the clarion call of that corner spot on my couch.

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    Absolutely gorgeous! And we all want the instructions step by step please. No rush, but tomorrow would be good because we know you thrive on all that pressure and really it will give you something to worry about which is a good thing for you……right? Seriously, for someone who denies being crafty they are truly beautiful.

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    And you say you’re not crafty??!! You put me to shame!! I could never make ornaments that beautiful if my life depended on it. I should show you pics of the salt dough ornaments I made with my kids…you’d feel pretty darn crafty after seeing them!!

    Again, I just love your blog!!! You always make me smile and laugh…always!!!

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    OK as if I didn’t have enough to do today…now I HAVE to go to the dollar store and buy some cheap metal ornaments to make these. Thanks 😛

    Those are gorgeous, I love them.

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    That is great!!!! I want to wake up feeling crafty now. Sounds like it’d be wonderful! I’m not that type either… those turned out wonderful!!! I bet they sold well, they’re gorgeous!!


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