remember the sundays growing up when you were DYING from boredom? all the book of mormon old school movies had been watched (for the seven hundredth time) , you've read for as long as your active little body could handle, you even took a bike ride around the block a couple of times. what now?! this is when the creative juices really started flowing. you could find something extremely simple and consume hours turning it into something new. or you could paint your siblings faces like clowns or dress your brother up in girl clothing..but thats a different story. point being; you never really know what you can do with something "useless" until you're pushed to the edge of sanity (maybe thats a bit of an exaggeration). this last sunday was a blast from the past in the mckinnon household. braden was home but feeling sick and therefore completely unable to entertain me. turning to the only source of enjoyment i could think of at the moment i went to the cupboard. there, i found a food storage bin of dried apple slices. sounded pretty good so i took 'em out. upon opening the container the smell reached my nostrils in a second flat, if not less. deciding to ignore the strong stench i dug in. they were chewy. they were not supposed to be. i looked at the date on the side..may 9 of 2003!! (i wish you could cap lock numbers). deciding this was just a bit too old i chiseled, yes, with a knife i literally chiseled, away the residue. and thats when the brilliant idea came to me. i would use this failure to make a success at remedying my boredom. i immediately remembered as a child making coin jars to put coins in to save up for a bike or cd or..whatever it was at the time. and even though i don't have something i am looking to save up for at this distinct moment it couldn't hurt, right? so i decided on a penny jar. digging through my scrap book stuff i grabbed everything and proceeded to take the next hour to mess around with different patterns, scissors shapes and colors to produce this here penny jar. i am proud to inform you that i now have 207 pennies in that jar and will continue to add to it until it is filled to the brim. by that time i am sure that i will have something in mind to spend the money on. until then it will grow heavier and heavier in the corner of my room. i would like to open an invitation to all that read this as well; you are more than welcome at any time to donate to my cute penny jar :) i'm glad i was able to find something that captured my thoughts and busied my hands for a little while. what a wonderful thing crafts are! i'm so blessed to have the time and means to create fun little things like this. because i am blessed.
Monday, May 24, 2010
penny for your thoughts.
remember the sundays growing up when you were DYING from boredom? all the book of mormon old school movies had been watched (for the seven hundredth time) , you've read for as long as your active little body could handle, you even took a bike ride around the block a couple of times. what now?! this is when the creative juices really started flowing. you could find something extremely simple and consume hours turning it into something new. or you could paint your siblings faces like clowns or dress your brother up in girl clothing..but thats a different story. point being; you never really know what you can do with something "useless" until you're pushed to the edge of sanity (maybe thats a bit of an exaggeration). this last sunday was a blast from the past in the mckinnon household. braden was home but feeling sick and therefore completely unable to entertain me. turning to the only source of enjoyment i could think of at the moment i went to the cupboard. there, i found a food storage bin of dried apple slices. sounded pretty good so i took 'em out. upon opening the container the smell reached my nostrils in a second flat, if not less. deciding to ignore the strong stench i dug in. they were chewy. they were not supposed to be. i looked at the date on the side..may 9 of 2003!! (i wish you could cap lock numbers). deciding this was just a bit too old i chiseled, yes, with a knife i literally chiseled, away the residue. and thats when the brilliant idea came to me. i would use this failure to make a success at remedying my boredom. i immediately remembered as a child making coin jars to put coins in to save up for a bike or cd or..whatever it was at the time. and even though i don't have something i am looking to save up for at this distinct moment it couldn't hurt, right? so i decided on a penny jar. digging through my scrap book stuff i grabbed everything and proceeded to take the next hour to mess around with different patterns, scissors shapes and colors to produce this here penny jar. i am proud to inform you that i now have 207 pennies in that jar and will continue to add to it until it is filled to the brim. by that time i am sure that i will have something in mind to spend the money on. until then it will grow heavier and heavier in the corner of my room. i would like to open an invitation to all that read this as well; you are more than welcome at any time to donate to my cute penny jar :) i'm glad i was able to find something that captured my thoughts and busied my hands for a little while. what a wonderful thing crafts are! i'm so blessed to have the time and means to create fun little things like this. because i am blessed.
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