When crafting, one slip of the hand is all it takes to make me say, “It’s the end of the world!!!” But hey, that is just me being dramatic. For the most part, I know I could always repair any mistake I made with a little resourcefulness. A little more paint could cover that wrong stroke. I could tape that ripped part of the paper and it would hardly be visible. Or I could change the design entirely. And if ever the mess is too big, I could always start again and tell myself, “Practice makes perfect!” 😉
For this project, no worries! It’s soap. I just used a little water to stick it back together and voila!
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Oops!“
“Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” -Barbara Ehrenreich
This was the second playdate my cousin and I had. She has been enjoying learning how to make different kinds of baked goodies. And I have been enjoying helping her.
This time, we tried our hands at creating cheese cupcakes. It turned out beautifully and deliciously.
Like the previous time, she was in charge of the measuring and the baking proper. I was in charge of the fun stuff like grating the cheese and anything that allows me to use some sort of tool or thingamajig.
I grated that cheese like my life depended on it.
She measured and scaled those ingredients like a rocket scientist.
I beated those eggs as if they were a work-of-art.
She watched the baking of those cupcakes like a hawk.
And we cleaned our hands as if we were surgeons ready to operate.
I can say with certainty that we do work well together. You can call it perfectionism, obsessive compulsiveness, or both. We wouldn’t mind. We are just firm believers that “Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” Whenever we take on a task, we rarely leave things to fate. We know we can’t control everything but we do take charge of those things we can. No wonder we are closer to each other than most of our other cousins.
What best way to spend the weekends than doing something you love? So, that is what I did last weekend and made my very own stamp.
Yep. Just for the fun of it.
I don’t have any particular use for it in mind. Maybe I’ll get to use it. Maybe not. I really didn’t care.
I took my toys out and carved away. In that moment, it was just me, a block of eraser, my carving tools, and the work-of-art that was to come from it.
I have a sweet tooth, a very sweet one. However, I haven’t been one who has been gifted with a talent for cooking. So, I have limited myself to preparing no-cook desserts and fruit shakes.
This time, I found myself craving for some leche flan (a dessert made of milk and eggs steamed to sweet perfection). My mom makes one of the best leche flan in the world (yep, I am biased) so I have been bugging her to make one for the longest time. She hadn’t had the time so I decided to put things in my own hands. I asked for her recipe and made my first DIY leche flan.
In my excitement, I forgot to cover them while steaming. Thus, the result was a texture that was not as smooth as I had hoped for. I guess it means one more try and more desserts for me. No complains here. 🙂
My cousin called me up to tell me she had just bought a new toy and invited me to play. By toy, I mean a new convection oven she had been wanting for the longest time. And by play, I mean baking one in a long list of breads, cakes, and pastries she would love to make. This time, it was banana bread with cashews.
We met late in the afternoon and scoured through the city in search of the things we would be needing. We went to buy some cashews, stopped by a newly opened baking supplies store we saw along the way, and proceeded to buy other ingredients in a supermarket before going home.
My heart skipped a beat when she took out a lot of her toys.
I went crazy with the hand mixer with the blender attachment which I used to mash the bananas. The poor bananas never saw it coming.
My cousin, the accountant, definitely had a blast with the measuring cups and measuring spoons while slowly accounting for each grain of flour and sugar she put it the mix.
My gift wrapping skills were put to good use as I folded through the wax paper to line up small baking pans with. I’m telling you, those folds were perfect.
Of course, the star of the night was the convection oven. My cousin couldn’t take her eyes away as her new toy fulfilled its grand purpose, to bake us some mighty fine goodies.
I went home with a full stomach, a very satisfied heart, and a bag full of baked banana bread. It was a delightful end to a delightful playdate, isn’t it? 😉
You will find amazing people to hang out with at work but never quite like this.
You will develop a deeper friendship with colleagues but never quite like this.
You will goof around a lot but never quite like this.
You will hang on as hard as you can to people who are leaving but never quite like this.
You will examine every map , read every blog , and ask everyone around just to find somewhere great to eat but never quite like this.
You will be immensely involved in all company events and celebrations but never quite like this.
You will leave with countless memories that will be difficult to forget and meaningful friendships that will be difficult to break but never quite like this.
Another amazing colleague and dear friend has left the company where we used to work together. Even though I was not there anymore, I created another scrapbook to serve as a simple memento of all the precious memories and crazy experiences she had while working there (see the scrapbook I made previously here).
This time, I decided to try digital scrapbooking. I painstakingly went through years and years of photographs in my collection and in various Facebook accounts of her friends. I designed the layouts in Microsoft PowerPoint. I also included some captions that encapsulate particularly significant memories for each year. I had the slides printed in photo paper and bound them together myself.
Creating this scrapbook was pure ecstasy not only because I love making things using my hands and imagination but also because of the thought of how happy my friend will be when she sees it.
In honor of a hero that is captivating audiences in a new movie, here’s my very first hand-painted pair of shoes and its matching personalized shoe box.