Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Wash, Dry and Fold

Hello, Dear Ones! Well, today I'm going to show you a solution for a problem that's been driving me mad! Now so many of you live in nice little neat homes and you may not have this big ole problem.

Do you see this monstrosity? This is the glorious breaker box in my laundry room. I have been working on spiffing up my laundry room and this huge old ugly thing was hindering me. Our home is olden and whoever put this in the middle of my wall, the switch plates about a foot over from doorways, etc. was not thinking with his design hat on. Your breaker box is probably tucked away nicely and hidden secretly in a closet, the garage and not out in public view! I've seen some of you place a nice little picture over yours - ta dah! Solution! Well, Most Who Cares Ones, this breaker box is huge ~ so a nice little picture just wouldn't work. I searched and searched for the right picture frame to cover the ugliness, but couldn't find the right one.
I took my little self over to our most distinguished Wal Mart with measurements in hand and found this picture! It was the perfect size, I liked the frame, the mat was nice with the wood trim and the little birdie was cute. Well, here you can see I've already dissembled this little piece of art work (you can see the staples that was holding it all together).
I just thought for my laundry room, I wanted something more launderly! You know what I mean. I took it apart and thought I'd just remove the birdie picture, but it was all so tightly glued together. No problem, I would just work on top of the print.
I gathered up some scrap booking papers...
and my supplies...
and went to town!
See what I did? I clipped and snipped and cut and glued down bits and pieces of the scrap booking papers into a little collage right on top of that little birdie.
I took another lighter colored but very coordinated piece of scrap booking paper and put it into my printer, chose a font I liked and printed out these laundering words. Cool, huh? Did I ever tell you how creative I am? lol :) You know I'm just kidding.
This is the end results! Wash Dry Fold - can't get much more launderly than those words now can you? I just love this! Can you love launderly solution crafts? You bet your dryer lint you can!!
See the nice frame with the mat and my gorgeous collage of papers!?

Lovely laundry words.
Now if you know me, I'm not one to leave well enough alone! I decided to make a special hanger. I gathered up some coordinating fabrics and ripped to my little heart's content! Now, you may know about this, (if you do, just pretend you don't and go ahead and think I'm the most amazing clever one!) but if you don't, I'll give you a little tip for ripping fabric. Clip a little tiny slit along with the straight grain of the fabric as wide as you'd like your strip to be. Then just tear away! You can tear to the end of the yardage or just where you want to stop. This sure beats having to cut a strip with scissors. And amazingly enough, the strip tears as straight as an arrow.
I gathered my three little strips, tied a knot on one end and began to braid it! See how nicely it turned out! How perfect to have little strips of fabric for my hanger in the laundry room.
Hope you've enjoyed my little laundry project today! Now if I'd just do what my little laundering artwork says! ;)

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia :)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

Paper Roses
(this was the only song I could think of about paper!)

I realized the way your eyes deceived me
with tender looks that I mistook for love
So take away the flowers that you gave me
And send the kind that you remind me of
Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh How real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation like your imitation love for me
I thought that you would be a perfect lover
You seemed full of sweetness at the start
But like a big red rose that's made of paper
There isn't any sweetness in your heart
Paper Roses
Paper Roses
Oh how real those roses seem to be
But they're only imitation like your imitation love
for me
~sung by Marie Osmond