Posts Tagged: Walmart


21
Jun 09

I’ve Always Fancied Myself a Sewer

That’s Sew-er.  Not sewer…sue-er?  Strangely, as I was typing out the title to this, I got the giggleswhen I pictured people not understanding what it meant.

Sew-er.  As in with a machine.

In my head I can whip up a beautiful outfit, gorgeous bags, and my unborn daughter’s wedding dress.  In real life, however, I just learned the difference between a zig zag stitch and a basic running stitch last night.

A couple of weeks ago, after my dad dropped yet another load of my teenage stuff from his house to my house, I unearthed a forgotten Brother sewing machine I had purchased at Walmart about 12 years ago when I was around 14 years old.

Oh yes, 14 years old.  I had never sewed in my life at that time, but the bug hit me bad and I wanted desparately to learn.  I ended up making oneill-fitting sleeveless blouse (which I threw away 3 years later) and a wierdly shaped pillow (out of the same ugly paisly purple material the blouse was made from).  After that, the sewing machine sat under my old childhood bed, sleeping with the dust bunnies for the past decade.

Since then, I’ve handstiched a couple of odd things, but never got around to learning much more about sewing.

That is, until yesterday.

After re-discovering my sewing machine, I came online determined to learn how to thread the bobbin (something my mom had previously done for me years back) so I could get my Tshirt quilt finished that I started 7 months ago (and didn’t want to sew it by hand – something that I didn’t think of until I finished cutting the squares!).  Upon the thrill of finally learning how to thread the bobbin and set the tension so the upper thread didn’t break, I slowly dipped my toes into the waters of the addicting sewing machine whirl.

Today, my tshirt quilt sits almost finished (I have to attach an old sheet to the finished square front for batting, then another old sheet for the back).   I’ll be posting photos when I finish. :)

After the soaring victory of being able to piece my tshirt squares together in record time, and inspired by the recent recycled pillowcase fanatic Betz White, I fiendishly dug through our linen closet in search for the perfect pillowcase to practice on and set to work.

I ended up with a nice little pink 2 pocket apron (which I gave to my mom) as well as a cute little reversable tote bag purse.  It has a total of 7 pockets (inside and out), 2 top snaps, and plenty of room.  After Jack and I leave the library Monday morning, I may just head over to the Goodwill and see if they have any cute vintage pillow cases for me to practice more on (because, you know, we kind of need the rest of our pillow cases to sleep on).

Reversable Pillowcase Totebag by you.

Reversable Pillowcase Totebag by you.

Reversable Pillowcase Totebag by you.

Reversable Pillowcase Totebag by you.

Reversable Pillowcase Totebag by you.


6
Jun 09

Photoshoot with a Snazzy White Cloth Diaper

Cloth Diaper Fun by you.

Ok, I don’t know what I feel most silly about – choosing to test out cloth diapers for the first time on a 13 month old, or standing above a set of baby underroos at midnight taking their photo.

You see, even though all the hype is raging amongst mothers to “go green”, the only thing that’s green in my house is the old romain lettuce in the fridge (and that probably isn’t green any longer).  Granted, I do try to do my part every now and again to save the environment (such as that time 8 months ago I remembered to take my 2 cloth bags into Walmart with me).  But typically,  I’m too busy trying to stay sane with regular household duties to make myself remember all those new fangled “green” rules.

And diapering is no exception.  I just love the ease of disposables, and the thought of dunking a poopie white towel in the toilet just didn’t appeal to me at all.   After 13 months of using them though, I am now just as disgusted with disposables as the thought of cloth use to make me.  They feel plastic, they leak during growth spurts, they’re expensive, they stink just as bad as cloth probably would, and our weekly trashbag consumption has tripled.  Then there’s the not-so-subtle reminders from other “green” moms about how those nasty things don’t just disappear off the face of the earth when the garbage collector comes – instead they sit around somewhere else for all eternity, stewing in the poo’ey plasticy filth.  

And they sit there stewing with all of their other millions of poo’ey friends that are “thrown away” daily.

So yeh, that thought started eating away at me the past month or so.

(That, and the thought of “Gee it would be nice to have a backup” that hit me in the face the other night at midnight when our disposables suddenly ran out).

With those thoughts doing a happy dance in my head, I forced myself started non-chalantly googling “cloth diapers”.  There are so many sites out there who’s duty is doodie that it made research a breeze.  Some blogs even make it their sole purpose in weblife to help clueless moms like me get their cloth diaper mojo on.  

After a few hours of reading around (especially at the fabulous blog, All about Cloth Diapers), I had learned enough basics to get me started.

And you know what?  There are so many different ways you can cloth diaper a tushy in today’s world there’s no reason not to give it a try at least once in life.  

For one, there’s the old fashioned way.  I remember as a little girl, I use to take rags, fold them in a triangle, and then pin them on my baby dolls as a diaper.  (I tried that with Jack-Evan too, but discovered it doesn’t work).   They have cloth diapers you can buy to use in such a manner today – they’re called “prefolds”.  Now, why they’re called that, I’m not sure because they’re not pre-folded, in the way we would consider “prefolded”.  You actually have to fold them yourself.  Prefolds are nothing more than a large square full of layers of absorbant quilted up fabric – and it doesn’t even come quilted.  You have to wash them in hot water and dry on high heat a few times to get them to quilt so they’ll reach full absorbancy.

This will be your main soiling area for your baby – the part that will catch all the yucky stuff.    They can be folded many, many ways – from a square “tri-fold” to the “little girl putting a rag on her doll” kind of way.   These come with no fasteners, so you’ll need to pin them, hook them with a plastic 3 pronged “snappi”, or put a cover over them to keep them from falling off.     If you’re a folding-challenged mom, they also make “fitted” diapers, which (oddly enough) comes prefolded into a typically shaped diaper style.  

Now….Those prefolded cloths are not spill proof and require some sort of waterproof lining  if you’re out and about.  Enter the “diaper cover”.  The most popular kind are shaped like “disposables” complete with snaps or velcro, and are typically made of PUL or Wool, with wool being the more expensive option.  You can get them in all sorts of hip modern designs and colors – or (if you’re a cheapskate like me) you can get them in plain white.  Either way, I’m sure you’re baby won’t care.   

Now, somewhere along the way, some brilliant genius (hopefully a mom) came up with the idea of combining the absorbant core (prefolds) with the protective outer liner and…

BAM!

An “All in One” diaper was born.   Those are expensive though to start out with.   After looking all over google & Etsy.com, I found the average price to be $20 for just ONE diaper.  Organics, bamboo, and other exotic materials can jack up the cost another $10-20 bucks.   But boy, oh boy, are they adorable!

There’s also something called a “pocket” diaper, which apparantly is an outer diaper cover that has – get this now – a pocket to stuff a liner in.  This diaper doesn’t require a prefold.

If you have an extra heavy soaker in the family (Jack-Evan tends to be one), or you want to use cloth diapers for night time (which is what I plan on doing first), you’ll want to use what’s called a “doubler”.   A doubler is nothing more than an extra piece of very absorbant material to put inside your prefold or All in One.  Microfiber, hemp, bamboo and fleece seem to be pretty popular options for doublers.  These too can be found in extremely cutesy wootsy fabrics.

And what do you do with these non-disposable diapers if you’re out in public?  You put them in your ever trendy “wet” bag (a bag that is lined with waterproof PUL and can be dumped in the washing machine along with your soiled diapers).

So that’s what I learned.

I also learned that it can be super duper easy to get caught up in the eye catching fabrics and contermporary styles of cloth diapers and become far too addicted to how your baby’s bottom looks.  

I’ll try not to let that happen to me….

(at least not until my next google adsense check comes in.)


16
Oct 08

What are you thankful for?

I didn’t originally have this as a “Thankful Thursday” 
But I happened to notice it coincided quite nicely,
and wanted to share it on the Thankful Thursday weekly site. :)
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Are you thankful for things in your life?  Really, truly, absolutely thankful?

From the Merriam-Webster Online:

thank·ful 
Pronunciation:
\ˈthaŋk-fəl\
Function:
adjective
Date:
before 12th century
1 : conscious of benefit received <for what we are about to receive make us truly thankful>
2 : expressive of thanks <thankful service>
3 : well pleased : glad <was thankful that it didn’t rain>
thank·ful·ness noun

  As you wake up in the morning, are you conscious of benefits you have received?  Are you well pleased with your life?  Do you let those you love and others around you know of your thankfulness?

Sometimes in our daily life, we forget to take stock of all the good things surrounding us. Fall rushes in, pumpkins sprout faces, and Santa sits merrily on the same shelf as a styrofoam gravestone.  In between gobbling candy and wrapping presents, we suddenly remember a holiday that Walmart seems to have forgotten.  Yet are we any better?  When that day arrives – Thanksgiving day in America – we hurridly spout one or two cliches as we sit with family in front of our 20 lb. turkey, never truly digging further into what it truly means to be thankful.
So now, as we sit on the brink of the horrifically commercialized Hallowistmas, I want to challenge you to slow down a bit and focus more on the little forgotten turkey in the middle.  I personally think the entire month of November should be devoted to remembering to be thankful.  Perhaps it could help rid America of the prevailing “gimme more more more” and “woe is me” mindset.   So what are you thankful for?
Here is my list:
  1. The right to elect the officials of my country.   I may not always agree with what they say, but at least I know that if they make an error, the public vote will ensure they will not be put back into office.  I may not be the smartest cookie out there, but I do know I wouldn’t want to live in a country where I had no say in the officials and laws placed over me.
  2. The ability to walk into Walmart and purchase a peach.   Or a book.  Or a can of soup.   Being able to purchase anything is a great feeling.  Having currency freely coming into my household is an even greater feeling. 
  3. Not worrying about starvation.  Honestly, the thought never even crosses my mind – yet millions of people all over the world starve each day.  It is a blessing beyond belief to have full access to food and clean water.  Google Somalia if you don’t feel blessed with abundant food.
  4. The bonds of kinship.  I am blessed with a large extended family with whom I am in regular touch with.  They are my source of all that is humanly good.  We laugh together, cry together, and conspire together.  My husband, my son, my parents, my husband’s parents, my husband’s siblings, my aunts and uncles, my cousins – they all bring color to my life, and I love them with my very soul.
  5. Motherhood.  To look at a child and realize that he gained life within your own body is a breathtaking moment.  To look at a child and realize he will remember you as “mama” when he himself is 80 years old is earth shattering.  It makes you want to examine yourself deeply so that no sin in your life will harm him in the future.  Everything you say and do for the rest of your life will have an inpact on him – and consequently, on every successive generation.  It’s enough to scare the panties off of many people.  Yet it’s our highest and most noble calling.
  6. The fact that our constitution allows freedom of religion.   There are countries out there where people are turtured and brutally murdered for expressing their faith in God.  Here in my city, I can ride down the street with 10 different translations of the Bible in my car, at 10 AM on a Sunday morning, on my way to a public worship service at our church.  I’m really not sure if I would be strong enough to withhold torture – as much as I hate to admit it, I’m much afraid that I’m not cut from a martyr’s mold.  Pain just does not bode well for me!  I’m beyond thankful that I do not have to worry about torture or pain when I choose to worship Christ.
  7. Utilities.   Yes, utilities.  I flick a switch and light appears.  I twist a knob and clean, fresh drinking water appears.  If you do not think much of utilities and clean water, google up the aftermath of Katrina or any of the recent earthquakes around the world.
  8. Not knowing what poverty means.  In America today, “poor” more often than not means families with no cable TV and children who do not get designer goods during the school year.  While I’ve known America’s “poor”, I have never known poverty.  And as long as I have $1 and a McDonalds nearby, I never will.  Compared to many of the world’s countries, I live in a castle and feast on a banquet table daily.
  9. My servants.  And yes, I have many.  The dishwasher, electric stove, toaster oven, refrigerator, freezer, washing machine, dryer, iron, steam mop, motorized vaccuum, bathtub, shower stall, toilet, SUV, running water, light bulbs, modern plumbing, electrical wires, shingles, 1150 sq. feet of living space, modern siding, insulation, glass windows, air ducts for ventilation, clean flooring, air condition, heater, ceiling fan, cell phone, house phone, TV, radio, laptop, broadband, and dish network satellite, to name a few.  In other words, I’m spoiled in comparison to 90% of the world population. 
  10. Public Libraries.  I believe that education is very empowering, and I also believe that one should never stop trying to learn new things.  Being able to walk into a building and remove any book on practically any subject, and read it for free, is something I am overwhelmingly thankful for.

20
Jan 08

My First Home!

My mommy eating her first meal the weekend after they bought our house!  Electricity was not even on yet!In March of 2006,  Mommy and Daddy bought their very first home.  Daddy was able to move into it right away, but Mommy did not move in until they were married a few months later. 

Our home is in South Carolina.  Mommy has lived here her whole life, although Daddy has only been here for a few years now.  We are very lucky to live close to everything….malls, stores, groceries, gas stations, fast food places, and (of course!) Super Walmart.   We also live very close to Mommy’s family – and only a mile away from Mommy’s parents – Gramma Cill and GrandFather Jack (who This flag stays up year round!I was named after). 

Our home is a one story ranch style with 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms.  Mommy really loves the 2 bathrooms and feels high class now… because she grew up in a house with only one bathroom! (Daddy just thinks she is funny :) ).   Even though we’re in the city, our yard is very private!  Woods surround us on 3 sides and we only have one neighbor house.  The backyard is really big too, and we have a huge screened in patio in the back of the lot that Papa Dean finished for us!

Mommy and Daddy work hard to try to keep it clean and tidy.  They’ve been working extra extra hard since Mommy got pregnant with me!  Mommy says that when she first told daddy about me, he had my nursery painted within 20 minutes.

Maybe that’s an exaggeration on Mommy’s part, but it feels good to know that they can love me that much. :)

Our Back Porch!Since Mommy was laid off, she’s also had time to finally get our home decorated nicely.  Mommy & Daddy both love old, antique, country style furniture and themes.  They also like lots of color!  In our home you’ll find many many rich colors such as reds, browns, golds, greens, blues, yellows, wood stains, and even purples. 

During the holidays, mommy likes to decorate with themed items like scarecrows (fall), flags (4th of July), and villages (christmas)  I can’t wait to play with them all (although please don’t tell mommy that or she will worry).