It's Friddaaaaay! And of course I straightened my hair and it's raining outside. I know, there are real world problems out there aside from my hair. Like, the 2016 election! Boom. That's about as political as I get. A nasty one-liner. Anyways, I celebrate with emphasis today but for no reason in particular aside from one. I have the whole weekend off. The whole weekend, people! So, let my Friday ramble commence...now. Disclaimer: I am not a writer. I love short sentences which are most often grammatically incorrect. I am an artist, not a journalist.
Tomorrow I'm taking my Ella Bear to our local 'Harvest Hoedown'. Are you going? It's a great little event in Williamsport, MD that benefits the local area food bank; food, crafts, vendors, live music, create your own scarecrow (personally my fav) and probably more but that's all I can remember from two years ago. The scarecrow making is cute family fun and we all need that. Listen, for $5 ($5 dolla ya'll), you pick from a selection of thrifted shirts, jeans, ties, hats, belts, etc. and you find a cozy little spot amongst your community and literally build a scarecrow. Visualize bales and bales of hay (or maybe straw?) and you shove handfuls of hay/straw? into your life size clothes until they are full. Here's a picture from ours in 2013. Once you finish, you just awkwardly carry your life-sized scarecrow to the car, buckle him in, take him home and give him a name. Sammy was our 2013 name. This year Ella is teetering between Victor (huh?) and Scottie. I told her Scottie Scarecrow flows much better but she's 5, so there is zero reasoning.
More weekend fun starts on Sunday which is reserved for 'build a new workbench' day.' Any labor takers? I'm currently gutting my basement and have a surplus of 2x4's to repurpose. I need a workbench inside before winter hits. This isn't a wish list item. This has to happen. Last year I was stamping away, filling orders in my winter jacket and hat, while huddled closely to a tiny tabletop space heater. Plus I just need more space, away from the weed wacker and lawn mower. I can only handle the smell of gas for so long before I get even more loopy than I already am. When I start to stamp uneven and you think it's creative and rustic looking, that was the gas. Well, only part of that is true. Some of it was the wine :) Seriously, though. This is what my 'workshop' looks like now. A cluster crisis. I swear this is no indication of how my house looks like inside.
Exactly what are the child labor laws? Kidding, kidding. I let her use the sander for like 30 seconds and then she got bored. Back to her Barbie dream house she went.
The aroma of gas, visual sites of lawn equipment, belts drooping from the rafters, summer humidity, winter bone chill and an occasional hammer to the hand all pay off. I give 100% to each piece and always pleased with the end result. They might not be perfect but that's what gives them character and uniqueness. And I dig that.
Happy weekend ya'll. Remember, hit the hoedown on Saturday and don't forget I need help on 'workbench Sunday'. Thanks.
Definition of Kim: Lover of all things DIY repurposing; flea market addict, crafter, photographer, silly, sarcastic, obnoxious morning person, Mom, coffee drinker, pad thai addict, cooker, gardener and let’s not forget I love my vino. So, grab a glass of your favorite fermented grape and stay awhile!