The Bling Mirror

Before Christmas I was making a project for daughter #3 for Christmas.  She had e mailed me photos of her hot pink accent wall and the dresser she had painted to match, back in the fall.

The dresser really does match the wall.

So I got busy giving an old mirror, a flea market table, and some garage sale picture frames a new life.

I sprayed painted it with high gloss black enamel paint and then raided my jewelry box of pearls, broaches, earrings and as much bling as I could find.  When that wasn't enough, I hunted garage sales, the flea market and craft stores to add more.

It surprised me how all that jewelry disappeared onto that frame.  I used a tiling cement ( the same as I used to put up ceramic tiles in my bathroom) and sprayed it black while it was still wet.  that way I could sink the jewelry down into it to hold tight.   After that I was a hot glue gun fanatic with the craft store bling. Those are not as heavy as real jewelry and that worked fine.

Of course, I turned it upright but Blogger insists on not recognizing that.  It's difficult to get a photo of a mirror and not be in it as well.

Allie took some photos for Facebook so I stole a couple.

Looks like the mirror needs a little Windex under the jewels.  Oops. 

Then I went to work on the other pieces.

More black spray enamel and a few more jewels and she was set.

 The mirror, I've had forever.  The table was $3.00 flea market find.  The frames were 25 to 50 cents each.  It was the hunt for jewelry that added up.  (Kinda like the free goldfish my grandson brought home from the science fair that required a new fish tank and filter system....)

Now I'm waiting for pictures of it all put together in her room.

I'm Back

We are back home again and our hearts are full of good memories of hugs, laughter, quiet conversations and rip roaring belly laughs.   The visit with our daughters and grandsons in Michigan seemed to go by at lightening speed.

I took a craft project to the boys to work on with me.  I told them the good thing about art is there is  there is no "wrong" way to do it.  It's all good.  These are cheap wooden frames from Micheal's that they decorated to put in pictures of their latest trip to Cancun and their sports photos from the things they do.  I just enjoyed watching them create their own style.

Terry and Brett in their Michigan attire.  # 16 is the quarterback Denard Robinson's number. I don't know which guy was the happiest that Daughter #1 got that jersey for Brett.   (And, let me say, Michigan won their bowl game.  It was not a pretty win but it was a win.)

My other daughters got Tanner the Michael Jackson Wii game that teaches Michael's dance moves and really rocks yours body.  Tanner could really get into it but the adults doing it was priceless.

All I can say now is "Thank God for Kids".  For being able to spend time with my own adult daughters and for the being able to share Christmas with my boys.  (I have always called them "My" boys.  My daughter was so kind  to give birth to them for me!  And, Tanner on my Birthday too.. Nice of her, right?)  This was Brett's first year in knowing Mom and Dad are Santa.  Tanner is wondering but still wants to believe.  They are 9 and 10 right now.  This was a very special Christmas.

So I came back refreshed and with some new ideas to blog about.  Boy, do I have some catching up to do on what all of you have been doing while I was gone.  So now I'll go visit "all y"all" as we say down here.