9/12/12

The Other 99% Of My Time Spent

I swear I have a life outside blogging. It involves being care taker to my nephew during the day while my sister works. Fresh out of high school and still not knowing what I want to do with my life, I've put college on hold for a year. This gives me time to decide what I want to do and also my nephew will be in pre-k and will no longer need me during the day. Until then we have loads of fun doing crafts. Well ok he paints and draws while I do some actual crafting.

Like these clay figurines. The dogs are made entirely out of air dry clay and the panda is made from polymer clay. I use sculpey lll for anyone who cares. It was cheap and I'm just starting out with that clay so I didn't want to get the expensive stuff. 

They're a bit dusty can ya tell?? I'm not must of a cleaner. I stake my claim in cleaning the kitchen (minus mopping) and that's about it. I only clean my room about once every two/three months. Pretty much when I can't see the floor or walk to my bed without tripping over something is when it gets clean.


I also made these pumpkins out of polymer clay. They're for a Halloween decoration for my sister's upcoming party.

I know they're gorgeous, lol, I'm happy with them and other than the fact the brown is like trying to shape baby poop they were easy to make.


Now I said my nephew and I craft. He's into painting these picture frames I get from IKEA (one of my favorite stores, just fun to go and look at the displays.) they come in packs of three for $2. Can't beat that, plus they are very customizable  because they are natural wood.

The bottom two are his and the top one is mine. Normally we'd be giving the ones he painted out as gifts to relatives but one has had a birthday or a special day (i.e. Mother's day) recently.... ok so there was grandparents day but who really knows about that "holiday" other than me?? Hallmark sure doesn't.  

This is just one of many things I do when not blogging. Of course I see the irony of blogging about things I do when not blogging. I have no explanation for it and I don't care. 

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