Monday, March 30, 2009

It hits home...

4. I love and adore my china. As long as I can remember, I've always adored beautiful china.

I don't know if it's becuase my mom has a beautiful hutch of sentimental china that she always used on 'special occasions.' Or maybe it was the beautiful china I saw growing up when we'd tour plantations. I remember in London seeing some of the royal famalies china as we toured Windsor Castle. I was taken back...

I thought about what china I would one day register for long before I got married. I adored the pattern my sister picked out. It is the oldest Lennox pattern that is still current. A lot of the older ladies in town have it--very classic. I like that it has color and is so intricate. I always wanted somthing a bit more than the traditional gold rim. I also love the urn in the middle of the plate.

So I choose the same pattern as my sister. I love that we have the same. It's not the first time I've copied somthing of my sister. Our silver is different though. Helen got the matching silver that has all the fruit on the stem (Francis I think it is).


This is the five piece place setting.

Look how intricate. I love the touch of orange. It is slightly raised too.The teapot is my favorite piece in the collection. But I love the gravy compote--I think it's called.

My sweet mother-in-law just started me of the following Holiday collection. Every Christmas she gets us a piece. I'm thrilled! I can't awit to proerly display it in a hutch--many moons from now.



Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Perfect Pattern...

3. I couldn't be more in love with my silver--Stratsbourg Gorham. It's a beautiful collection. I just stare at it...



Being in Utah, I've learned silver is a total southern things... It's not respected by all. However, those that do, highly cherish it--especially their patterns.

I choose my pattern right before I got married. My mom, sister, and I all have different patterns. But my grandmother and I have the same. It looks as if the stem is scalloped around the edges. Rather than having an intricate pattern on the bottom the the stem; it's flat. My grandmother has an 'A' engraven at the bottom of all her stems. One of these days, I'll put a 'C' on ours.

Silver tradtions date back to long before the civil war. In fact, many ladies burried their silver in the civil war to ensure it wouldn't get stollen during all the caos. They retreived it after the war.

Unfortunaltly, today many don't respect their elder's silver. There is a lot of second hand buying of silver from families who would rather have the money.

About 7 years ago, Elder Burton gave a story in General Conferance about his wife... This story has since been published in a cute book that is called "Eternal Marriage...and the parable of the silverware."

Elder Burton and his wife were poor students when they got married. However, when they registered for their wedding they only registered for silver. It was something they really wanted. They didn't get any funny enough. It was something that had to save up for to gather their collection.


Once they had their silver, they had to tend to it in a timely and appopriate way--hand wash/dry. They would polish it all the time--hide it under the bed to keep it safe. Stories were given of how they highly esteemed their silver.


Elder Burton often thought his wife was ' a bit eccentric' but with time he began to understand that "If you want something to last forever, you treat it differently."


"You shield it and protect it. You never abuse it. You don't expose it to the elements. You don't make it common or ordinary. If it ever becomes tarnished, you lovingly polish it until it gleams like new. It becomes special because you have made it so, and it grows more beautiful and precious as time goes by. Eternal marriage is just like that. We need to treat it just that way."




Labor of Love...

2. My sweet Aunt Darla made me this beautiful sampler for my wedding day. This took over 100 hours to stitch.

If you look close enough you'll see the following...

- Andrew at the bottom right giving a flower to me. I'm wearing a floral skirt.

- Darla asked us for our "couple scripture" that she included at the bottom of the sampler:

"...give heed to the word of Christ, which will point to you a straight course of eternal bliss (Alma 37:44)."

- There is a beehive under the tree. After all, we met in the beehive state.

- Note the crown too.

I LOVE our sampler. It means the world to me.



Colorful Collection...

1. I love, love, love Tarina Tarantino. All her jewelry is so unique and full of color. In fact, Tarina basically redesigned and did a higher end of 'hello kitty.' As a little girl, I loved Hello Kitty. I never really grew out of it.

It's a neat story how this love came about...

I saw the following picture in a magazine when I was in high school. I was hesitant in bringing Cameron Diaz into this because she is by NO means the reason I love Tarina. But this is the picture I saw and exact necklace I loved, and happily wear.

When I saw it, I couldn't find it anywhere on the Internet--I didn't know the designer's name. I just assumed it was 'hello kitty.' But it's not--just similar.

It wasn't till my Senior yr. spring break that mom and I went to NYC for a week. We were eating at Tavern on the Green when we saw this necklace in the gift shop. I could have died. There it was! After dinner, mom was kind enough to get it for me.

Mom later told me that she knew she had raised a confidant daughter when she saw me wear it whenever and with whatever I wanted--always. Whatever that means... If that derives confidence...

I'm obviously not the only one to wear Tarina. Many others do. But I consider it a unique specialty...

I wore it virtually every day for a year straight. I still wear it on special occasions. Odd enough, I recently had day dreams of wearing this necklace as a happy mom holding my little girl all in a pink lacy dress. I like to day dream--my past time when I run.

When mom and I went to Milan, we came upon a Tarina store. We had so much fun looking around. I still just have the one necklace--that's all I want. But I could and did spend a very long time picking through each piece of Tarina.

Enjoy!




I've decided...


over the next short while, I'm going to blog about things I LOVE. The operative word here is 'things.'


So you won't find a post on my husband; although, he is truly the one I adore.


It will be fun to delve into some things I truly love.


The following posts will be a bit more materialistic. I apologize up front...


I had the treat...

of meeting Nie Nie and Mr. Nielson yesterday.

For long, I've been admiring Nie's blog full of creativity, family, love, tenderness, emotion, and hope.

I wonder if one day--in the eternities--if we will be able to sit down and converse with the ones we admire from a afar. If we will be able to just bask in their goodness as we enjoy their very presence. Talk with them and learn from them--first hand. I wonder...

Every so often I think... If I could have just have 5 people at a dinner table one evening, and I could have ANYONE, who would it be? I think of this often. My table changes all the time.

As for now, Nie Nie would be there.

Nie Nie and Mr. Nielson have a special glow. They inspire me.


Friday, March 27, 2009

Feeling Crafty?

I am...

I'm going to take some good ole American Crafts prodcut and do something creative this weekend.

I love being busy with a craft, thank you note, or blogging as my husband watches sports. It's just nice to be together--enjoying what we both like to do after a long days work and school.



Thursday, March 26, 2009

Does Clutter Make My Butt Look Fat?

Of coarse, my mom read this book and insists I do the same. My mom is 'anti clutter.' I'm getting there. Whenever my mom buys me something (clothes, decor, est.), she always says, "For everything that goes in, something must go out."

I've been putting some of the principles of this book to serious practice.



When mom came in town a week ago, one of the first thing we did was go to ranch to clean out all my "crap." Put it this way... I brought a lot of stuff out to college--all the sentimental things on top of the necessities.

Every year I moved, I would take the 'extras' and put them out there. So for the past four years, I got away with storing my mess in not one but 4 different closets. I even had some lingering wedding gifts.

Since I've been storing things at the cabin, I got a storage unit. So when mom came in town, we had a mission to take everything out of the cabin and move it to the storage unit.

Sorry to make this story longer than needs be. But the house got ransacked a couple months ago. Not much was taken, but someone broke in and turned upside down all the bed spreads (as if there was money there) and every drawer was pulled open--many out on the floor. And the funny part is all the closets (my stuff) were thrown into the halls and picked apart. It was embarrassing but hilarious to see my stuff everywhere. I had saved some silly stuff. For example, I had a door knob hanger thing of a frog that says "One Day My Prince Will Come." That's cute for a freshman in the dorms huh? I kept it to put in my hope chest.

Anyways... I gave away trash bags worth of stuff--great stuff too. I took some to the DI. I had a ton of bball bags and clothes that I had put up there when I was swimming in that stuff. I'm not exaggerating--I had about 15trash bags worth of stuff that I dumped.

By this books standards, I drooped some serious lbs. & it felt really good!

I don't know the turnover time with getting things to DI and it getting out on the floor. But they got some good stuff... Don't get me wrong, there is some sorry stuff there too.

After I dropped the lbs. at the ranch. I went to the storage unit and dropped another 10 lbs. there too.

My life has been consolidated. I'm on a roll. I've been getting rid of things in my closet to. Whew!


Ray of Sunshine...

If I ever get a blog title I might name it 'ray of sunshine.' I just have so much to grateful for and I'm really just so happy! My husband is so wonderful! On top of that, I enjoy my job. Life is so precious!

Dad has always called me 'Sunshine' since I was a little girl. Maybe that planted something in me.

This was an image that I received from a Kate Spade promotional email. I haven't bought something Kate Spade in years, but I welcome their weekly emails simply because their adds and photos are so great.


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Changing my name...

has been a nightmare! Certainly it is not this bad for everyone else.

I think the Martha really throws things off cause I put it with my first name (maybe I should hypenate it) so it is not dropped as they do wtih middle names all the time.

The tax stuff (which I know nothing about) is really complicating the task at hand. This summer at Morgan Stanley my name was Mary Abell-Checketts, according to my ID that I needed to get in the building. They dropped the middle of coarse. I tried just doing Checketts but because I didn't have an ID, that didn't fly. So I HAD to hypenate the last name.

With my work now, that is a bit more lax, it's Mary Martha Checketts, as it should be.

Problem: My social security card doesn't match either of the names (from my different jobs) for tax filing. And I can't just change my name to meet the one becasue they are both different.

Meanwhile I have people telling me, "You have to have the Abell in there." Apparently, it is much more conveniant to have the madian name somewhere in the pic. Example I was given odd enough: if I need to get a key to my parent's room at the hotel... ID is required

Although people dropping the Martha has made me nuts sometimes growing up, my name has been great. For example, mom and I used to fly under the same name. Think about it... Mary Martha Abell is the same as Martha Abell. I used to be a medallion flyer becuase we flew under the same name and could rack up the points. And if I needed to use her CC, my ID was accepted as well. I can't tell you how many times the same name was so useful. I even got a ticket before in her car, and it went towards her insurance. Just Kidding! But I could of I'm sure... I think it is the neatest thing to be named after my mom. I'm so proud about that. But let it be know... I don't want to hypenate my name by any means. But the social security people and tax people are making it quite hard to do without. My Lousisiana ID still says 'Abell.' I could make the process a lot easier probably if I went and changed my license. But I refuse to have a Utah ID. So I will have to wait till I get home.

I've even had someone ask me, becuase they heard, if I wanted to hypenate our children's name. Can you imagine? I just went with it.
I've decided I need one of these. I had someone in a bridal store recomend this months ago and I had forgotten all about it till now.



Today at the doctor's office...

I saw the receptionist using this chair. She was sitting up so tall. I want to be able to do the same.

My posture is lacking and my core has dwindled away to nothing. My old strength coach at BYU was big on the core. I couldn't even begin one of those workouts if I wanted to. I spend enough time in the office these days, maybe I should try one of these.


Thursday, March 19, 2009

My little black book...

-Except it’s not really black. It’s just the title that came to mind. Isn’t there a movie of that name?

It was a very simple but very thoughtful gift... Ashley gave me this cutsie journaling book on my birthday at the start of Sophomore year. It was one of those gifts that take you by total surprise because really there was no need. I appreciated her remembering me...

Even more so than that, I grew to ADORE my journaling book. I would say that if I had to walk out of my apartment with only 10 things and never look back, it would for sure make the cut. Let me tell you why...

This book just so happened to be the same size ad my scriptures so I it fitted perfectly into my little scripture carrier. It quickly became my note-taking journal from Church and other motivational speakers. Just to name a few...I have notes from friend’s missionary farewells, multiple general conferences, education week classes, blessings, firesides, devotionals, family reunions, wise parents/grandparents, Pres. Hinckley’s many talks and ever his funeral, to so much more. This book has been with me for some tender meetings and distinct impressions.

I’m the type of person that has to write everything down. Every day I write a to-do list. I took notes in school as if I was hanging on the teacher’s last words. I even jot down a blog post title if one comes to mind. You should see my office, I have sticky notes everywhere. I have a terrible memory if I don’t write things down. I learned that at an early age and it served me well to know.

Sunday’s church motivated this post. I had my last entry that the pages of my little book could fill. For almost 4 years I’ve written in a very small print to make this book last me.

I thought my last entry of many was very appropriate, timely, and memorable. I’d like to share...

Elder Cook, one of the 12 Apostles for our church, was presiding over our stake conference this past weekend. It was a special treat to have him with us. During the Saturday session, we had an informal meeting where he allowed time for a Q&A. I walked away with a lot of comfort and peace—despite the crazy times. There is so much hope and purpose for our tomorrows, while there is so much stability and promise through the Gospel. I feel like my motives are realigned.

Elder Jones came to our conference as well. He tailored his words to us perfectly—advice for the upcoming generation who will soon be raising families of their own. In doing so, he listed off 25 different points of advice he had for us to work towards raising a successful family while strengthening our homes.


1. Assist your sons in receiving their Eagle Scout...your daughters in receiving their Young Women’s medallion.

2. Eat one meal together each day as a family.

3. Kneel together in family prayer—morning and night.


4. Teach children the importance of graduating from Seminary and Institute.


5. Help children appreciate missions and higher education.

6. Memorize, study, and review the Family Proclamation to the World often.

7. Arrive 15 minutes early and sit towards the front—become engaged.

8. Have a meaningful FHE (Family Home Evening) every week.

9. Teach the Plan of Salvation to your children and the essential nature of saving ordinances.

10. Have a picture of the temple up in the home that is in a prominent place to see often.

11. Have an hour of ‘companionship time’ together daily. In this time, ‘invest in scrip study together.’

12. Arrange schedules so a parent spends one on one time with a child each week.

13. Rather than giving a child allowance, let them work and do chores for money. The sense of entitlement is dangerous.

14. Fill the home with good literature and music.

15. Monitor the amount of time spent in front of the TV and internet.

16. Fathers, give timely priesthood blessings.

17. Obtain, study, and reflect on blessings daily.

18. Search the scriptures daily.

19. Teach children that individual worth comes from WHO they are… not WHAT they are.

20. Discipline in a timely manner, but don’t demean.

21. Establish the home as a place for peace and love…like the Temple.

22. Heed to all of the Prophet’s words.

23. Obtain and learn information in church booklets.

24. Teach children to enjoy hard work.

25. Bare testimony to children privately and on a frequent basis.

What a great way to end such a special book.

To sum it up, I cherish this journal full of notes and impressions. From the time I graduated from high school and left home, until I got married, it was a four year window. And although I learned a lot in the home, what I learned here at college--experiences and council given--really prepared me to be a wife and mother. Of course, Andrew and I will continue to learn together--we have a lot to learn. But my experience here at BYU taught me wonders. From the weekly devotionals, to firesides, and much more, I’ve been fed a lot. Although the measure of what was really learned is to be had in the heart, I’m glad I have something tangible to refer back to.

Thanks Ashley for my ‘little black book.’


RSVP... do you know what that means?

My goodness... this isn’t my first frustration with the lack of responses to an RSVP request. But it’s reached new heights. I’m trying to plan something and it would really help if everyone would cooperate..I guess that would be too easy though...

Mom taught me with b-day invites from when I was younger that if it says RSVP, you respond right away. Did anyone else learn that too?

Sorry to vent. But while I’m at it, let’s see exactly what it means. I've always wondered...


Wikipedia gives us the translation... "Répondez s'il vous plaît"..This French phrase translates to “please respond.” The description goes on to say, “It is standard practice to reply to an RSVP request whether confirming or declining.”


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

What do Ethen & I have in common?


We both weighed 10.5 lbs at birth!

This is Jenny Larson, my sister's best friend's baby. He's so adoreable.



Bracketology...

My mom's side of the family (The Clawson's) have a march madness challenge every year. They've been doing this for years. I think it's about 30+ people that enter every year.

I've learned it doesn't take a mastermind of the game to win our family challenge. My mom won a few years back and is fired up every year. There is something neat about seeing a female name on the winners board. It's not a girl power thing, but come on... Guys generally know and follow this stuff much more closely.

Andrew joined a subscription to ESPN's extra insights to get some more stats and 'insider's info' on teams. We better win--we're invested.

I imagine Andrew will be joining the winner's board here soon. If there is such thing as 'initiation in the family' it came last year. He didn't do so hot and my uncles rubbed it in.

These are our brackets. I have BYU loosing in the 2nd.



Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Go Green!

It's St. Patrick Day which is perfecct to have some 'green talk.'

Again, I'm not obsessed with bring a die-hard 'greener.' However, I'm always intrigued and like trying things out once in a while.
Heard of Ezekeil bread? It is based off the following scripture:

Ezekiel 4:9-- "Take also unto thee Wheat, and Barley, and beans, and lentils, and millet, and Spelt, and put them in one vessel, and make bread of it..."

It is hard to believe that so much could go into a loaf of bread--wheat, spelt, rye, barley, millet, lentils, northern beans, kidney beans, and pinto beans.

I gave it a good try for months Sophomore year. It was hard to stand by though for numerous reasons... because it has no preservatives and is so natural, it has to be kept in the fridge and it goes bad fast. In fact, you have to buy it in the frozen food section. It is super dense. In fact, its tiresome to eat a piece. One slice of bread takes 3 times the amount of typical bread chews. One piece goes a long way.

Check these credentials out-- "A complete protein (in the bread) is created that closely parallels the protein found in milk and eggs. In fact, the protein quality is so high, that it is 84.3% as efficient as the highest recognized source of protein, containing all 9 essential amino acids. There are 18 amino acids present in this unique bread – from all vegetable sources – naturally balanced in nature."

Neat, huh?


Sunday, March 15, 2009

Specs...

I've been wearing contacts for years. And I even had some eyeglasses that I wore in high school. But I didn't keep my perscription lens up though in my frames. I'm ready to give it another try.

But I've been thinking for a few months that I need another pair. My eyes need a rest some times. The daily contact routine gets old...

I've decided I want these...

I used to make fun of my mom's Ray Ban collection. Now look at me.

P.S. Tiffany's released some sunglasses. I think I was the last to know. No worries... too expensive for my interstests. But still made me look twice.



You never cease to AMAZE me...

Andrew just returned from a fun weekend in Vegas with his brother Spencer. Spence has a radio show so he was busy covering the Mountain West tournament. Andrew always enjoys being with Spence who is sports omnipotent.

Drew's arrival back home was enough to overwhelm me, but on top of that he brought me a pleasant surprise full of love and thoughtfulness.

This past summer when my mom came to NYC to visit, we spent a couple nights at the Carlyle. This was a rare treat to be staying at such a nice hotel. You know how hotels have complementary soaps and lotions that they supply in the bathroom? Well this hotel supplied us with the travel sized "Kiehl's since 1851" lotions, face cream, and shampoos. I was familiar with Kiehl's because every time I'm in Nordstroms or a nice department store, I test their lotion. It is the best! So when we stayed in this hotel, I confiscated all the complimentary items there so the next day when the maid came to clean, she would restock us with a new supply.

I'm a hoarder of Kiehl's!

Andrew and I never really talked about this, but he obviously noticed. I stretched those items to last me a good while too. I love Kiehl's. The lotion and face cream is like no other.

So Drew returned from his weekend away with a Kiehl's kit for me. He picked out each piece that he knew I would love... and explained each, one at a time to me. He had even learned which lotion was their best seller.



Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Happy Bday!!!

It's not just any birthday but it's my sisters & my dad's bday. I've always thought it was so cool that they get to celebrate that together.

They had a fun dinner party in Louisiana last weekend. March is always a hard time to get away. But one of these years, I'm going to be there.


Monster in the Attic...

A few times a week I find myself asking, "Is this really happening again?" Surely, this can't be real. It doesn't get old. We have a complete crazy living above us.

First of all, she started playing Christmas music in early October--so loud we couldn't sleep. It continued till late February. One night, we couldn't take it any more. We had been banging with a broom stick up to the roof for one night too many. So Drew went up to knock on her door and 'have a chat.' Her neighbor was knocking on the door too. She never answered the door.

We see her leave her apartment every so often and we've tried talking to her. But she won't look us in the eye and always is booking it. We actually really feel sorry for her. She is about 45 and lives alone up there. Twice though we've heard a guy over there absolutely yelling at her and calling her all sorts of terrible names. We don't know where he came from or who he is.

Oh and her parking spot is golden and always open (she doesn't have a car) so we parked there a couple time. One night we got 'note attacked.' There were notes all over the car with threats and crazies.

And now... she is currently belting it out to Scarlet Pimpernel. We can here her just singing it as loud as she can. She must be acting it out too. Cause we're hearing thuds and bangs as well.

When it interferes with sleep, we struggle. But for now, Andrew is singing along. He loves the soundtrack as well.


She doesn't really look like but you get the picture--


12-0, yo!

My husband got together a city league soccer team recently. He brought together friends from all different sources. It's a random group really. There is a guy out there from my work and another guy that I met through work this summer in NYC. But everyone out there is dang good. What makes the team a blast to watch is that Andrew and two of his brothers are playing together. They make a great trio. On top of that, my brother is out there too.

This is an indoor soccer league--much faster pace. This past Saturday, they beat a team 12-0. I didn't think a soccer score could get that high.

Shouts out to the team!


Sunday, March 8, 2009

A passion for fashion...

Well kinda... I like fashion but in my own type of way. I don't always move in junction with the trend. In fact, I have trouble thinking a dress is 'amazing' when it's flat out immodest. I don't have a particular designer I stand by. But this dress stood out to me in Feb.'s In Style.

The pics don't do it justice. I saw a magnified picture of the fabric and inseam that goes down the middle of the dress. If I wore it, it would be at my knee--not my ankle.

This is what I call amazing. I know just the lady to go to here in Provo that can make this wonder. A knock off I know but she's great. She made my rehearsal dinner dress and tailored it to fit perfectly.

I guess I should give the designer credit... Diance Kruger wearing Giambattista Valli. I've never heard of either but smart choice Diane and good work Giambattista!



Tis the season...



Saturday, March 7, 2009

Transitional moments...

I've had some tender moments recently as I see my life just on speed by before my eyes. As weird as it sounds, it's true.

I've been here--at BYU--for almost 5 years now. I can't believe all the fun I've had, friends I've made, and wide range of experiences. Having said that, I have a ton to be grateful for. My 'BYU experience' will always be something I highly revere. I couldn't of written up a better story.

As much as I've loved it here, I've been very clear that I have no intentions of staying and that I will/would never live here. Which this still holds true, but as that day approaches nearer, it makes me a bit sad. Not so much because I'll be leaving, but because I'll be closing this chapter.


Since this is year 5 in Provo, naturally, I've had a lot of friends transition on out of here. The last friend I had leave wigged me out. I had a good cry when I dropped her off for the last time cause I just cant believe it's happening.


As much as I want to have my own family and have new beginnings with Drew, I wouldn't mind living in our cutsie apartment enjoying our 'BYU chapter' forever.


At Christmas, we had one of our best friends move back to London. Stuart and I were good friends since freshman year. When Andrew came into the picture, they ended up being even better friends. We were sad to see Stuart go--that really through me off and realized time was evolving and moving forward.


And recently, I got the basketball 'alumni' invite that they have every year. I couldn't go cause I was gone for work, but that tripped me up too. Alumni really? No! Before long, I won't even know whose playing--I don't even know who is in the new recruiting class.


Time marches on... We wouldn't have it any other way. I'm anxious to see what else is in store. Meanwhile, we're going to live up these next 2 years~ Maybe by then we'll be ready...


Friday, March 6, 2009

Productive laziness...

Between Andrew's school work and busy studies to my work schedule and travels, we've had very little down time. It's a Friday night, and we've crashed.

This is some much needed downtime... It's so refreshing just to sit and visit and relax with no obligation.

Sunday's are ideal for this down time I speak of above. But the past couple Sundays, we've been busy with family and returning from work travel and last minute studies.

Our challenge won't be to push ourselves to go, do, and work hard. Rather, taking time to relax and not over book our lives will always be something we will have be mindful of.



I lack the gumption...

If I could I would, but I'm just not there yet...nor do I ever think or deep down want to be there. I'm not an extremest really. Which is kinda weird to declare because I've been called an extremest before by a close friend.

But a part of me wishes I'd boycott China product/travel all together.


I won't even talk about China's roll in Tibet. But what about all the appalling human right deprivations--poor working conditions and 'starvation wages.' I'm grateful for freedom of speech--I understand citizens are jailed and even tortured who speak out against the government or practice religion outside of gov. approval. That's just ridiculous.

What motivated these thoughts--and post really--is a client I've been talking with from Texas. She is very inquisitive to know what exactly we manufacture here in the states and what come from China. I respect her for only acquiring American made product.

I'm SO SO grateful to live in a free country and practice religion of choice and to be able to say "Obama is awful" at my own discretion.




Up-cycle...


Although I respect those that are disciplined and passionate enough to recycle, it's just not one of my things. But I love observing (can't say 'having' because I don't own any of these things) materials/things that would otherwise go to waste but are used to make a great product.



magazine mirror frameCreative & fun chair... see here



pillows made out of rice sacks

newspaper purses


Hummm... Power in fruit...can even fuel a clock.