I like making things for my husband for holidays and gifts and special occasions. I don’t know where it came from in me, but it’s something I’ve done since the day I met him. Literally. Handmade cards, cute little notes, full on gifts; I’ve always wanted to make something for him.
I’ve done food. He’ll walk in to the smell of peanut butter cookies (his favorite) occasionally, or chili simmering in the crock pot.
I’ve done pictures. All shapes and sizes and all different ways of putting it together. Sometimes it’s just a picture frame, both homemade and purchase. Sometimes it’s a big collage, sometimes a poster. I’ve done full on scrap books more than once.
I’ve built things, I’ve made CDs with books even, I’ve done messages in bottles and balloons, I’ve done certificates, I’ve done handmade flowers, I’ve done pages he can carry around in his wallet, I’ve done around the world recipe books and shadow boxes. I’ve done calendars and more calendars of all shapes and sizes and for all kinds of purposes.
It’s getting to the point I feel I’ve made everything I can and everything else is just another version of something prior. When he was gone this time around, I had a wonderful idea that was a little bit different. I couldn’t make it work. I have a drawing of the idea still, but haven’t figured out how I’m going to make it work yet. It’s going to have to wait for another occasion.
So, I racked my brain. He wasn’t coming home empty handed. I just don’t allow that kind of stuff. I almost resorted to good, old fashioned peanut butter cookies and called it good. But, I always feel the need to stress myself out about this kind of stuff!
I finally came up with something. I made another shadow box but it is filled with 12 boxes, one for each month, with a holiday for us to celebrate; a made up holiday for just the two of us to celebrate together. It’s all just simple stuff and there is no set date. I’ve made up a ton of holidays and when it is on a certain date and that day happens to be a busy day, it tends to never get made up. SO, there is no actual date this time around.
Now, we can just hang up the shadow box and see what each month is supposed to be and check our calendars at the beginning of each month to find a nice day to “celebrate” in our own way. I figure with that, each year, we can make a frame or shadow box or scrap book of the year in our own holidays. It sounds genius to me. And with that, I’m going to have to do something similar for the kids. I think it is a geniusly fun idea for a couple and a family to celebrate each other in their own ways.
I’ve done food. He’ll walk in to the smell of peanut butter cookies (his favorite) occasionally, or chili simmering in the crock pot.
I’ve done pictures. All shapes and sizes and all different ways of putting it together. Sometimes it’s just a picture frame, both homemade and purchase. Sometimes it’s a big collage, sometimes a poster. I’ve done full on scrap books more than once.
I’ve built things, I’ve made CDs with books even, I’ve done messages in bottles and balloons, I’ve done certificates, I’ve done handmade flowers, I’ve done pages he can carry around in his wallet, I’ve done around the world recipe books and shadow boxes. I’ve done calendars and more calendars of all shapes and sizes and for all kinds of purposes.
It’s getting to the point I feel I’ve made everything I can and everything else is just another version of something prior. When he was gone this time around, I had a wonderful idea that was a little bit different. I couldn’t make it work. I have a drawing of the idea still, but haven’t figured out how I’m going to make it work yet. It’s going to have to wait for another occasion.
So, I racked my brain. He wasn’t coming home empty handed. I just don’t allow that kind of stuff. I almost resorted to good, old fashioned peanut butter cookies and called it good. But, I always feel the need to stress myself out about this kind of stuff!
I finally came up with something. I made another shadow box but it is filled with 12 boxes, one for each month, with a holiday for us to celebrate; a made up holiday for just the two of us to celebrate together. It’s all just simple stuff and there is no set date. I’ve made up a ton of holidays and when it is on a certain date and that day happens to be a busy day, it tends to never get made up. SO, there is no actual date this time around.
Now, we can just hang up the shadow box and see what each month is supposed to be and check our calendars at the beginning of each month to find a nice day to “celebrate” in our own way. I figure with that, each year, we can make a frame or shadow box or scrap book of the year in our own holidays. It sounds genius to me. And with that, I’m going to have to do something similar for the kids. I think it is a geniusly fun idea for a couple and a family to celebrate each other in their own ways.