Domesticity

Today was a domestic sort of day.  I did the dishes, because I'm responsible that way.  With the three oldest kids having play practice M-Th this week, no one got around to doing their dishes.  The rats haven't moved into the house, so that's a good thing. 
After that, I was craving sweet, chocolate, butter, and peanut butter.  I made no bake cookies, because of the fiber, and yes, because I'm responsible like that. 
I bought a heart plaque at Joann's a few weeks ago, because I really liked the general idea of it to hang on my hanging arrow thing.  I'd been waiting for inspiration.  I knew it would involve red glitter. 

 

As with most of my projects that are made with slap-dashery, I have a very hard time discerning if it looks okay.  I like it, but I'm not sure that all of the elements go together, because I thought of the elements separately and jammed them all together.  I took some lace, cut it out in the heart shape and then sprayed metallic red paint over it.  I bought some lock and key doo dads a while ago to use on the journals I make, so I pilfered one of the key holes (I'll probably regret it someday) and glued it on.  I traded out the flat resin key that came with the heart and added one from my collection of kitschy keys and made a little glitter heart on the teeth.  Then, I glittered up the "Love".  I took out the solid wire from the top and put in red wires that can easily slip onto the hooks in my arrow.  

I've been wanting a new camera.  Mine is about a million technological years old, which knowing me, isn't a huge surprise.  Looking at these pictures, though, and I might be ready to move on.

This is my 'W', because our last name starts with it.  I did the same thing to make the word 'JoY' for Christmas, but I'll have to take a picture of that next year when I dig those out again.  To make this, I got one of those cardboard letters from Super Joann's (now I know where the one in Federal Way is, and it's become a problem).  I drew the loopy things on and then traced over them with puff paint.  After it dried for 3 weeks while I pondered what color to paint it, I decided to use a matte metallic silver, mostly because it was out in the garage and I wouldn't have to go get more paint.  A couple of coats of paint later and I took some of Dan's black shoe polish to it.  I just smeared it all over and tried to make it look fairly burnished.  Then I sprayed a clear coat over it.  The clear coat is not a fan of the waxy shoe polish, but that's some more slap-dashery for you.  Right now our monogram sits proudly on top of the piano.  I tried to glue a loop to the back to hang it on the wall by our family picture and over the bird cage.  Unfortunately, the loop came unglued, as did the bird when a flying, shiny letter crashed into his cage.  So.  No hanging.

I don't have a picture of it, but I also painted the base of my cake stand yellow.  I used an enamel paint, which really smells like doughnuts while it bakes.  It is not my finest work, since it looks like someone took a big brush and slathered paint on in a rather thick manner, which is, coincidentally, what happened.  From far away, it's lovely though.  And once people eat my cake, they won't care what the stand looks like, right?