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make yo’ own :: ginormous pom poms

it’s fun to learn a new thing, right? so why not learn how to make a big ol’, gigantic, almost bigger than your head pom pom! it’s the hot, happening craft, don’t you know?

get your yarn out and enjoy this how-to vid via threadbanger.

and let me just go ahead and double stamp what corinne said about justina blakeney’s blog and pinterest page! i adore justina’s style and in my mind i’m just as boho cool as she. ha!

she makes stuff

i’ve always enjoyed creating things and i’ve collected quite a few supplies over the years. so when i found myself just a wee bit broke this past christmas i decided to pull out my box ‘o junk, put on my lil’ thinkin’ cap and get busy.

in the past i’ve done paintings, made handmade books and soaps as gifts. for dutch’s first christmas i even had the crazy idea of baking everyone in my family a dozen cookies and smacked “dutch’s dozen” labels on them. can i just say i didn’t want to see another chocolate chip cookie for a long while after that little baking adventure?

with my funds on the super low this year and since i already had a bunch of beads, wire and other findings i decided the theme for the year would be jewelry. and i made lots.

this here is just a small sampling of my supplies and things i made.

23 days till Christmas

and i have not bought one lick of a gift. haven’t even thought of one thing to buy. i don’t have a really large family, but it’s big enough to set me back a bit if i was really interested in going into major credit debt. which i’m not. so i’ll probably get the ol’ creative gears a’churning and figure out something to make for everyone. i’ve done it before and i wear myself out every time.

please, someone, help me stop the madness before it begins!!

see, a few years ago i came up with the genius plan to have a “crafty Christmas.” don’t ask why i called it “crafty,” i actually hate being considered crafty and would much rather be referred to as artsy. crafty sounds like i’m an 83-year-old woman busily knitting away in my wooden rocking chair by the fireplace with five cats at my feet. oh, and let’s not forget that i have a knitted blanket (that i made myself a month ago using ten different colors) placed nicely across my lap.

anyway, this crafty Christmas was all about everyone making gifts instead of going out to overcrowded malls, spending tons of money, and experiencing mounds of road rage on the road and at the register. this whole idea actually caused some stress among those in my family who really couldn’t think of a thing to make. like my poor s-mom (my step-mother).

not only that, it turned out to be a little expensive (for me anyway) because i kinda went buckwild up in michael’s when i thought, “hmmmmmm… i’ll make soap and bath salts.” but who knew that freakin’ soap required so much to get rolling? honey, i bought cute molds with asian symbols, and plenty of clear glycerin soap blocks, and all kinds of fragrances. i won’t even start on the packing. this junk adds up!

the salts were cheaper of course, but still, they needed to smell like something, right? so that meant more fragrance. and you can’t just give folks a hand full of salt and call it day. the salts have to actually live in something. so that meant buying all kinds of glass containers. cha-ching!

the following year i took the whole “spa” thing one big step forward when i had the bright idea to make the women in my family handmade books of bath recipes. oh yeah, i went out of my flippin’ mind that year. first of all, i came up with this entire “book making” process myself. it’s pretty intense. i’m sure there’s probably an easier way to do it, but mine included buying small pieces of canvas, loads of paper, and rope. plus, a whole bunch of other d00-dads to give the books some punch. maybe i am a bit crafty.

then there was the year that i did small paintings and crafted flower vases from newspaper, cardboard and acrylic paint. don’t ask. i got it from some craft book.

finally, after my son was born i figured it would be easier to just bake cookies. i bought martha stewart’s holiday cookie magazine which has tons and tons of great recipes and i got to baking. only i came up with another genius idea to name them “dutch’s dozen” which of course meant that i had to give each person in my family a freakin’ dozen cookies.

did i mention i made chocolate chip, oatmeal and snickerdoodles? yes, i further complicated the situation by offering multiple flavors!! then i made cute tags with my son’s picture on it, blah, blah, blah…

i was cookie’d out for quite a while afterwards and didn’t want to see another cookie for a long time. plus, it made me just wanna slap martha for having me believe that this would all be so daggone easy.

last year i tried chocolate bark and even though i had never actually eaten bark before, something told me that it wasn’t quite right. probably because it didn’t look at thing like the picture in the recipe i was using. how do you screw up bark? i dunno. and should i even try to mention the turtles? oh, they were ugly. thank goodness i had more of martha’s cookies as a back up. to be honest though, i set the bark out our family’s Christmas gathering and they all thought it was pretty good. probably because they hadn’t seen the picture in the recipe i was using.

so what in the world will mama come up with next? maybe some candy covered apples or sticky, sweet popcorn. maybe if i can scrounge up enough glass jars i can make them all something really useless beautiful like snow globes. (i’ve been wanting to use that strikethrough feature for a while now. so yay!! i feel like an official blogger now. you know, you’re not an official blogger until you’ve done the whole strikethrough thing.)

anyway, don’t you think everyone needs a tea box snowman?