JEEZ, it was a nice day here, yesterday! Went for the most amazing walk. Want to know why it was amazing? Because of the unusually wonderful weather. You see, it was so unique, this weather, that the walk was delightful simply because of the fact that I was cherishing this recently rare weather.
I need to leave New York.
My Mom was a bit of a crafter on the side when we were tots. It’s how we spent our free time together. And it also meant I had the best parties. (My friends still talk about the t-shirts my mom helped us make on one of my birthdays. I love those kinds of memories.) Anyway, my Mom LOVED Easter; tiptoeing into our rooms at night to deliver to the foot of our beds the most beautiful pastel-colored baskets, filled to the brim with fuzzy bunnies, painted eggs and delicious treats (Cadbury Mini Eggs are my macaroni and cheese) was such a delight for her, just like it is for most mommies out there. I’m sure she loved it for the same reason I love giving people gifts. It’s fun to make people feel awesome. And I felt awesome, little six, and seven, and eight-year-old me, when I awoke to a basket of happiness on Easter morning. Ooohh the delight I felt. No words.
Now that I’m a blogger, I thank my lucky stars that she accumulated some really pretty stuff as a result of our fairly regular and extremely fun visits to Lillian Vernon. It’s weird; she is SO not that person – people who know my mother would never put down “into arts & crafts” if asked to list her 100 favorite things. But we all have our little hobbies, don’t we. Yes we do. And my Mom’s was making things with me. And for that I am forever grateful.
Here’s one of our projects, and some other tchotchkes, from AGES ago. AGES. She should work for the Museum of Natural History, the way she preserves things. I kid you not; these are at least 15 years old.
- hollowed out egg shells
- colored construction paper
- a hole puncher
- a delicate hand and a lot of patience
I won’t insult you with directions. It’s pretty straightforward.
Bunny was getting too close to the camera.
This kept happening, so I just went with it. It’s pretty cute, so why not. In fact, I think I prefer his tush to his face.
Hope you liked this. Have a great Easter weekend, everybody!!!
Talk to the keister, because we’re off to Easter. BWAAAHAHAHAH. (I know, I’m sorry, I HAD to do it.)
I can’t wait for some stuffed cabbage this weekend. I know that sounds gross. But you really can’t knock it ’til you try it. Some of you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Oooooh yeeeaaaahh.
Oh, and by the way, who HATES Jill from Real Housewives? That woman is detestable to the fullest. I mean, Bethenny’s no angel, but Jill’s got a little something called narcissistic personality disorder, and it isn’t pretty.
Ok, happy weekend! ;)