Multicrafter

I touch fabric, pet yarn and fondle beads, sometimes inappropriately.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Busy, busy, busy.
I got home from convention on sunday so tired I was in bed by 7pm.
Monday I started to get the schedule ready for selling fireworks. I had so much trouble trying to get people to work and they said they could not open my file attchment. But the fireworks were delivered and we opened on time. I am working it from 9am to 6-7pm when someone comes and releaves me. I hope the sales pick up and makes all this worth it. I got a call last night from the other works and they decided I could go in at 1pm today instead of 9 am. I hope someone decides to work on the forth so I don't have to be ther alone like it says on the schedule.
I am supposed to have a co-chair but I have yet to see or hear from him and he has not signed up to work yet either.
I have not read any blogs since I got home and I miss everyone.
I get the cast off on he 23rd.So hopefully I can get back to crafty things, and not need to have surgery. My thumb and wrist still hurts but the cast has only been on a week and I have been trying to rest it as much as possible and still doing what I have to do for the fireworks stand.
Well I need to get a shower and get ready for todays shift.
I hope to do some blog reading later, so see you then.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

because i would not rest my wrist

excuse the no caps. i am typing with one hand. i had somethings that i need to get done. the spring swap and a garment for the girls convention this weekend not to mention the repairs on the other garments too. i was not able to rest my wrist 100% and the pain only got 20% better still at a level of 7 and 8 on the pain scale. so ow i am in a cast for 4 weeks. i cannot even hold a can let alone a crochet hook or knitting needle.
the fun part is trying to get my shower and one of my girls has to hook my bra for me. the 15 year old is saying ewwwewwwew she will go blind. i promised her that i will get everything all tucked away before i call her in to hook me up. front hooks. lol.
i got my swap package done and in the mail before i got the cast on. i hope andi gets it soon. and she likes everything.
my 11 yearold is trying to crochet a turtle and i have to tell her how to do something instead of showing her.
well now i need to get a shower.
i leave tomorrow for a 4 day convention with the girls.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

I got this in my E-Mail

OMG!!! LMAO!!! Get ready to laugh your ass off...

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My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else)and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe.................. OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub -The water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend! It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...


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Friday, June 08, 2007

7 meme

7 Random things about me.
1. I miss my before children days.
2. I Love my children.
3. I quit eating beef and lost 30 pounds.
4. I take a 2-3 hour nap in the mornings.
5. Sometimes I wish I had a job to go to.
6. I like to get in the car and just drive for hours to see where I end up.
7. I don't eat chocolate unless it is covering something good, Like peanutbutter or peanuts, and strawberries.
So ther you have it. 7 random things about me.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Spring Concert







The one in red is my 11 year old the other is her best friend. They were so brave to sing in front of everyone. I am so proud of them.
The band was new this year. All of girls are 5th graders. There were 7 of them. They just started playing this year.
 
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