Caterpillars to Butterflies…

One of my latest makes…

From a skirt (that I never wore but loved the fabric)…

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… into a wraparound scarf:

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and a wire-wrapped necklace:

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Like?! I LOVE! 🙂

Love,

Sami x

10 Simple Things that Make me Happy… #10

#10

Making jewellery, and everything that comes with it…

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You can’t use up creativity.

The more you use, the more you have.

― Maya Angelou

Love,

Sami x

10 Simple Things that make me Happy… #9

#9

I’ve been a teeny tiny bit obssessed with buttons for a while.

When I was younger, I remember sitting with my Grandma’s button box (an old cigar box with a flappy lid), and running my hands through the buttons. Some were fairly new, some older than me. Some were picked off old shirts or blouses, some were still tacked to the card.

They all had stories.

And when Grandma died, that was the only thing I asked for from her house, to remind me of happy times playing with buttons before eating bananas and custard to the soundtrack of “the problem solver who gets results” on the radio. Problem was, Grandma didn’t have one button box. By the time mum found the button box I wanted, I had inherited an ice cream tub and several other boxes full of buttons. As well as some embroidery thread, cotton reels, pins… And if an object has a story, I can’t turn it away.

So now, I have an ice cream tub, a quality street tin, and a tupperware box of buttons that I can call my own.

As well as a mug…

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And some brand new coasters from The Boy…

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And a picture from my friend Princess Helen…

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Oh, and a few other things….

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I’ll stop there. Buttons make me happy, and I’m grateful for the people who know this.

Love,

Sami x

Time to Grow Up?

So, last post I hinted at a new excitement for me and The Boy, in the shape of him possibly moving to live in the same area as me.

And….

He Got The Job!!

Yaaay!

No more long-distance love 🙂

This led to excitement, worry, panic, a little bit of commitment phobia on both parts, and then back to excitement again!

The thing is, we’ve done long-distance for soooo long now, and we’re both a bit worried we’re gona hate each other when we see each other every day. I guess lots of people have the same worries, especially with so many people meeting at university now, and having to save up for a trillion years to afford rent, never mind a house! So we’re not the only ones. And, as my mum said “It’s hard, but you can make it work. And please do, because I like him”.

Hopefully we’ll be able to afford somewhere with space for Made by Sami to operate from, so I’ll have a hiding hole, and The Boy has been set the task of making me a Tetris table, so that should keep him out of mischief. So really, it’s just the smelly socks I need to worry about…

Another problem, though, with The Boy moving, is that I have to buy a car.

Ugh.

What do I know about cars?!

Where do I even start?!

The Internet, that’s where. I went on Autotrader and got some actually-quite-useful advice, and I looked at the RAC and AA websites for a few more nuggets.

Then I phoned my Dad. Which is what I should have done in the first place. Within half an hour, he had given me a plan, offered to test drive with me, given me lots of hints of cars to avoid and sites to look at, and calmed me down to normal-human-being level again. Phew! How do people manage without Dads?!

All this new stuff is terrifying and exciting all at once, like all the big moments in life are. So maybe it’s time for me to grow up?

Pah.

Who am I kidding?!

Never.

Love,

Sami x

Leo, Part 4 (Sunday)

On Sunday, it was even more difficult to get up!! We’d had a great party time the night before, and on Sunday morning it was tipping it down with rain! Groan…

We got set up by about 9.30, and had some more tea from the ladies next door with our breakfast. I must admit, I was flagging on the Sunday, and feeling really fed up. The weekend had gone really well, but I was so tired and damp! Laura really kept me going on the Sunday, and I don’t know what I would have done without her!

The tent took air at one point on the Sunday, and my friends came to the rescue but holding the gazebo down!! We had to ask people to go in through the side at one point as we couldn’t open the front- things to improve next year!

ImageWe packed up early on the Sunday, as the weather was so bad- I could see stock getting ruined, and people were sheltering in the arena rather than walking around, or heading home early to dry off. Shame it ended in such a damp way, but we still sold quite a lot, and I smashed my target for the weekend, so it was all good in the end!

Hope you enjoyed my story!!

Please comment away with your own festival memories, or come and say hi on my Facebook page.

Love,

Sami x

I’ll be Referred to as “Builder Sami” From Now on Please…

Today has been exciting.

Exciting in a “probably only I will be excited about this” way.

I went to collect my new desk from my sister’s house, grappled with it on the bus, then got it home (with arms like jelly) and began putting it together. It’s only a cheap Ikea one, and in itself isn’t very exciting, but I feel like it marks the start of my new chapter- my very own little space for making new jewellery, researching new ideas and writing this blog. There was also another first involved; it was my first attempt at flat pack furniture making…

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I managed to do it (all on my own, like a big girl, with only one very minor injury). What do you think?

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Love,

Sami x