sueeeus

Blackbird and several of her faithful readers commented about this meme, so I thought I’d give it a go myself…

My name….SueeeuS

childhood memory….A kiss on the forehead and a whispered “You’re a good kid” from my Grandpa while I was pretending to be asleep on Christmas Eve

fondest memory….Staying up late playing games and drinking tea with my brothers and sisters

soundtrack….The slap slap slap slap of my baby’s hands on the hardwood floors as he crawls to me as fast as his mighty little body can move

retreat….A woodsy place with a view of water, mountains, trees, blue skies, and white fluffy clouds

wildest dream….Look good in lingerie while performing lead guitar and vocals in a rock band

proudest moment….January 14, 2005, holding my son for the very first time

biggest challenge….Raising my child to be kind, strong, gentle, considerate, decent, and loving without giving him my ugly baggage

alarm clock….Set to wake to music on very very low volume

perfect day….The best of all possible worlds

first job….Youth Conservation Corps

indulgence….Blogging and TV

last purchase….Rapid rising yeast

favorite movie….Gigi, My Fair Lady

inspiration….hope of a brighter tomorrow

My life….is so much better than I give it credit for

My card is….American Express in the Costco 2% cash back flavor

This year I told suggested the cool cat make me something for Christmas. I tried to make him something as well. I had visions of making a photo holder with a concrete base, where the base is a hand or foot print, and there is either a notch or a stem to hold a photo (of the Boo, of course). I first tried making a sand casting. I mixed the sand to the proper wetness for forming, and I covered it with plastic wrap to keep down the mess, and also to produce a smooth finish. Unfortunately, it takes quite a bit of pressure to make a clear impression in the sand, and Boo, Mr. Magooboo, didn’t take kindly to that. I poured it anyway, to see what I’d get (which was an undefined lumpy foot). Not what I had in mind. Next, I made play doh, because it would be softer than sand and easier to make the impression. I found a recipe on the internet, and what do you know, it worked. Since I didn’t have the plastic film this time, the finished product didn’t turn out smooth. It looks sandy and coarse. But much more like a hand and foot print. I gave up on the photo holder details, and decided that these would just be paperweights or garden stones or something.
I tried, anyway. On the left are the play doh castings. They haven’t cured as long, and are a dark color with a coarse finish. On the right are the sand castings. They are smooth and white, having cured a week longer. Also, their color may be more white because of the smoothness factor. I like the smoothness and color of the sand casting better, but I like the definition of the play doh casting.
This is what the cool cat made me. Bless his heart. My BIL is an excellent craftsman, having built an incredibly beautiful and amazing home and furniture and whatnot. So. When the cool one presented me with my gift, he didn’t say, Merry Christmas, Honey. No. Instead, he said, I’m not D. By way of apology, I guess. Silly man. I love that he made me something. That he thought it out and made it happen. It’s a box that holds my ribbons. (I had mentioned that I’d like something to spool my ribbons on, as it would make gift wrapping so much easier.)
Now my ribbons spool oh so nicely. I like this gift quite a lot.
Since he was on a roll, he made me a spindle for the gift wrap as well. He got a little carried away with the dowels, bless his heart. It works, and holds quite a lot of paper. Incidentally, this was the baby’s favorite item on Christmas day. He kept pulling dowels out and swinging them about like a Kung Fu master. He had loads of fun.

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