First of all, Husband sent me flowers at work one day early.
Then the staff gave me flowers too the next day, 
with little cake and brownie snacks, which I shared of course, and a balloon, but best of all, a book:
That would be The Big-Ass Book of Crafts by Mark Montano. Favorite projects from the book:
Then the staff gave me flowers too the next day, with little cake and brownie snacks, which I shared of course, and a balloon, but best of all, a book:That would be The Big-Ass Book of Crafts by Mark Montano. Favorite projects from the book:Tabletop covered with peel and stick laminate tile from the hardware store:
Felt-applique quilt:
There's totally kitchy and totally cool stuff so I'm looking forward to doing some of the projects.
And here's one project that belongs in that book but I did way back in, um, some time so long ago I don't even remember, but probably last fall, about a year ago:
This piece is 4 feet by 4 feet on a wooden base. I took scrapbooking paper, tore them up into irregular shapes and glued them onto the wood. Then I sketched a lotus flower onto a sheet of flipchart paper and glued more scraps of scrap book paper onto it. Sharpies bleed through paper pretty well, so once it dried, I could cut out the shapes from the back side.
Using ModPodge, I glued on the lotus flower pieces, and then also the little dragonflies in the 4 corners. Began the project probably last fall and finished it, almost, today. Now I just need to get 16 feet of ribbon to glue onto the edge of the wood to give it a nice finish. And to figure out where to put it and how. It's pretty heavy. But that can wait until next year.
By the way, for dinner on my birthday, Husband took me to Bacchanalia, apparently the only 5 star restaurant in Atlanta. It was a prix fixe 4 course dinner (appetizer, entree, cheese, dessert) where I tried veal sweetbread -- brains -- for the first time. It was $75 per person base price. Then there were the wine pairings and some choices for each course carried extra charges, which they called supplements.
Each portion was tiny but oh, the flavors. And by the time dessert came around, I was full. Could barely finish my donut holes, I mean, bomboloni.
But I managed it. Leave no chocolate covered Italian donut holes behind, is my motto.
1 comment:
Hey: Happy Belated Birthday! And if you're not going to use a blog (by definition your own space on the web for all things YOU deem interesting) to give props to yourself on your b-day, why even have one? :-) How were the brains? Didn't we have those offered to us in Europe? I seem to remember them on a menu somewhere. Glad you had a lovely, donut-holey day. :-) Hugs from afar.
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