
This is perhaps the only day in my life where I say, "My hands smell like Folgers." The company clearly did an excellent job branding their pungent coffee, because the

Saturating fibrous materials isn't something I typically do every day, but since the start of this whole wedding process, I've been doing a lot of things I previously wouldn't have considered normal:
-- patrol gravel roads with mom in the 100+ degree heat and, with my scythe, hack down Iowa grasses (Okay, so I didn't really have a scythe, and my "hacking" was more of a dashing snip snip than a hatchet-wielding Indiana Jones.)
-- measure fabric in "knives" (As in, "The piece needs to be "knife-lengthed.")
-- think about destroying an old book
-- actually destroy an old book
-- spray paint "lumber" the dying backyard trees deposit onto the grass
-- listen to Victrola music ... intently
-- dye coffee filters. Two hundred of them. Fill the kitchen and dining room tables with them, circle the tables' edges with them as if layering a pepperoni pizza. All with the intent to make them into something.

I have the intent to make everything into something. An atlas into garland. A book into a table runner. A potato salad container into a hat, a light bulb into an ornament. A vase into a candy jar, an engagement into a marriage.
I think I'm going to need more than rubber cement, stitches, scissors, burlap, black lace, cattails, or masking tape for that last one, though.
Thanks so much..Now I have that oh so cheesy but catchy Folgers jingle in my head....for probably forever... haha! NOOOOOOOOOO! WHYYYYY????? Oooh! And an engagement??? CONGRATS!
ReplyDelete♥Janette ♥
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But did your hands smell all good and coffee like for days? All of your pictures are so good. Even just simple pictures of coffee.
ReplyDeleteIf I ever get married, I want to send a unicorn to come pick you up to fly you to my wedding to be the photographer. Or an airplane. Whichever is more feasible.