At first glance, this book is overwhelming to the point of being tacky and out of control. And it is in some ways: there is so much going on it's hard to figure out what's something to make and what's window dressing, what's a pithy quote or anectdote and what's instructions or an idea. Most of it isn't something you'd find in an issue of Martha Stewart, but then, I don't think that's what it's going for. This is down home, ordinary people, middle America kind of stuff and I was surprised at how much I liked it.
I leafed through it just to see what on Earth was in there because it is incredibly disorganized or maybe just poorly organized but there's a method to the riot of insanity. And I found a little thing I kind of liked-a repurposed sweater made into a santa hat to top a tree. Since I'm not Christian I always feel a little weird with a really religious symbol like an angel or a star on top.
(And before you say ti's a Christian holiday, it was a pagan holiday first. although I'm not pagan either. I celebrate as many holidays as there I can. I have a menorah I light and a couple of dredals. I have some Kwanza ornaments. I have some funny little Saturnalia decorations and I'm still trying to find a way to incorporate Ramadan. Above it all presides a large Buddha. I used to put him in a Santa hat because I think he had a good sense of humor and he's up there all year round in a serious manner, but my sister got really offended so I stopped doing that. But I digress.)
The toppers always topple over anyway because we get Noble Firs each year and they're kind of sparse up there. A santa hat would be perfect on multiple levels and I like the idea of recycling an old garment.
And then another silly but adorable idea--using a silver dog bowl to make a tree stand for a table top tree with dog ornaments. Since I have a whole box of dog ornaments and we trade off every other year normal tree, dog tree, I found this very exciting. Maybe I can have both!
There's a delicious looking spinach and walnut salad, a painted front doormat tastefully saying welcome with nothing cutesy in sight, and a way to package up a bulb of paperwhites for a nice gift. Before I knew it, I realized I actually kind of wanted to buy the book.
And then I saw the picture. I was thinking about one of my foster daughters, Kim, and how she would like this packaged up treat and then I saw the tag on it: To Kim, From Kelly. No lie. Page 250. Check it out.
It's fate. I'm ordering it today.