Tuesday, February 9, 2010

It's a Tea Party: Sharing our Favorite DIY Gift Projects

Christmas is just around the corner now, and  I know if I don't begin to at least "think" about some Christmas projects, I'll never move from in front of this computer. So I'm "thinking" that I always, always intend to make my own gift baskets instead of picking up those little packages of cheese & crackers or coffee or tea baskets that are outrageously priced for what is put into them. What I need is  some inspiration to get me  away from my cuppa tea.  We can at least talk about it, anyway.

Personally, I like projects that are suitable to do with children and that offer options for gifting that include most all of the relationships in my life -- you know, something for the teachers, the postman, the sister-in-laws, my fave nurse,  even the guys.  i also like gifts with personalized themes - music, feet/shoes, clothes, hair, make up, hands/nails, books/reading, pets/pet lovers, food, chocolate, decorating, stuff for the home or work, hobbies, or any kind of survival kit for moms, dads, childhood, aging, exercise or dieting, vacations, holidays, etc.

Hands down, personalized astrology/zodiac  baskets are always sure winners. Start with their star sign and fill it up with related items. For instance if they are an Aquarius, an air sign, you can start with the cd "This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius"; add wrappings & ribbons in their colors, blue, ultramarine blue, grey;  throw in faux  gems -- opal, sapphire, black pearl, obsidians for glitz. The sign Aquarius rules the ankles, so a great pair of socks would be a nice addition. You can purchase gorgeous zodiac charts or even print one from the internet, a  poster, mouse pads or  toss in a tee with their zodiac sign printed on it, and you'll have that personalized basket full in no time. Check out these ideas for customizable zodiac gifts here.

Contradictions often are fun too- like sexy stockings and a lurid novel for the most conservative lady at work and  practical kitchen items for the flighty miss who doesn't know how to boil water.  For a spend thrift, I might choose things that have to do with saving -- a capitalist piggy bank, penny wrappers, a book on the value of saving; for a disorganized person,  I eye the clutter busters - a How To Get Organized manual, closet organizers and lots of little boxes -anything that will help them in clearing out and cleaning up.   My most delightful theme is to find something that makes  the kiddies feel all  grown-up or the older ones feel young again.  So I might consider giving a grown-up  china tea set to a little girl  or   a basket of vintage toys to a grandpa. For this reason,  gift baskets probably best work for me. (  I love to receive  them too).



Now this little video is simply THE BEST  DIY  ( trust me on this, I've watched them all) for how to put those baskets together quicker than Santa can twinkle his eyes and have them look professional too. Have trouble making those gorgeous bows? Watch how easy it can be...


Recently, we were talking, while having our tea, about making cuppa-candles (might be sweet to add to a gift basket of tea  or coffee assortments)  this is again,  the easiest and quickest way for me:





Hit the Pop Out Player for Smooth Christmas Carols:  by Elvis, Celine Dion, Johhny Mathis and the Eagles.
Standalone player

Standalone player


free webpage counters

Syndication:

From the Community…

Comments 1-10 of 407
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:22am PST

    Reader Comments:

    Comments are encouraged and welcomed. Please honor these basic guidelines.

    * Keep it civil

    * No profanity, vulgarity, racial slurs

    * Absolutely no personal attacks. Please do not bring personal feuds to this blog.

    * Comments which harass others, joke about tragedies, or otherwise provoke or flame will be reported.

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:23am PST

    Some of the stories about grandmothers were so heartwarming that I'm moving them over to this post. Thank you all for your contributions. I loved them.

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:28am PST

    Posted by ♥Harley♥™ Thu Nov 19, 2009 7:17am PST

    Wow, Devonia, what a beautiful portrait, and such talent. You continue to amaze me. Your post about your grandmother brought tears to my eyes. She sounds alot like my paternal grandmother. Shoulders like a football player, and ran the farm like a man, but a very quiet and sweet Southern belle. Her husband, my grandfather, was a Baptist preacher, hell-fire and brimstone in the pulpit,but a gentle, kind, and loving grandfather. My favorite memories of him are sitting by his side, while he told us Bible stories, and sang silly nursery rhymes. He was also a farmer, and I have a great picture of him standing in front of his head-high corn in the cornfield. My aunt just recently gave me a picture of their farmhouse...two rooms...raised five children there...and all played their parts in keeping the farm going. Sorry to ramble, you brought back great memories for me! Thanks!

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:29am PST

    Posted by Deni M Thu Nov 19, 2009 7:41am PST

    Hi Harley!!

    You and I have a past in common! My momma was a southern belle type also, born in North Carolina, one of 11 children, (9 living, she would say, as one passed in infancy, and one around age 5) she grew up one of 9 siblings. My grandfather, "Papa" as he was known to all, had a large farm, and all the children worked it. Four of momma's brothers were preachers. Such a wonderful, wonderful family! I remember visiting the farm as a child, sitting in Gramma's kitchen, the smells of her wonderful cooking, watching them pumping water from the well for the house, my brother being taught to drive the tractor......wish I could go back. "Change", eh, sometimes I would like to be frozen in time.....

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:30am PST

    Sounds good Deni!

    I bet you're excited to get it over with, moving is a pain in the rear for sure!

    Dev,, Deni,,,,I didn't grow up on a farm, was in Tulsa, a pretty large city, but we did go to farms, and had relatives that had them.

    And, one of my favorite memories LOL.. is from when we went to AR, to visit my cousins (my mom's sisters kids)

    They had a small working farm, with some cows, and a few odds and ends.

    And, they had this water hole, that was probably about 10 feet in diameter..

    Brown murky water, full of mud LOL...

    So, being kids, my sister, cousins and I, decided to go swimming in it...

    They told me ALL kinds of fantastic stories...

    They said, that if you swam out into the middle, of the watering hole, that a whirlpool would start up, and suck you in hahahaha

    And they said they knew because this had happened to one of their cows, that had fallen in....

    And they told me it was an abyss, and that I should be careful not to go too far into the middle.

    I was so scared! LOL....

    I still laugh at that memory today.

    And, we used to love to go to local farms, and go horseback riding...

    Ah the good old days....

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:32am PST

    Posted by ♥sunshinelady♥ Thu Nov 19, 2009 10:52am PST

    Dev,

    My Moma's Grandma had a very hard and sad life.

    She went to work at a match factory in Wisconsin when she was about 12 years old to help support her family. She was from a German emigrant family and had an arranged marriage through her families church. It was not a love match but she was devoted to her marriage and her family.

    She was a very Godly and humble woman who was devoted to God and her family. Her bible was practically worn out when she died. She suffered the loss of three children who all died at 23 , 37 , and 45. She also had to care for and watch one of those children , my great aunt, spend much of her life in bed and had crippling pain for most of that time.

    Throughout all of her painful trials , she remained faithful to God . My Mother remembers once when she was visiting her overnight , hearing her Grandma crying or sobbing with great pain in her upstairs bedroom over the loss of her children. She NEVER lost her faith in God in spite of all of that. She loved God with all her heart.

    We found out , after her death , that she had been abused in the nursing home . My Grandma and great uncle , lived in Oregon and Grandma would not leave Wisconsin because her children were buried there.

    My Great Grandma had a huge impact on my Mothers life and mine too just hearing about her faith and knowing that you can endure much with God's help. Through much sorrow, she was faithful and obedient to God till the day she died.

    Report Abuse

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:33am PST

    Posted by carolh Thu Nov 19, 2009 11:24am PST

    Your grandmother sounds like mine. She was raised on a houseboat in the Tullahoma Plains of Tennessee. Lived in a cabin as a small child and would tell all of her grandchildren stories of keeping the fireplace going all nite so the mountain lions would not come down the chimney. She also raised 10 kids, 5 died from various diseases, and her husband had black lung from working in the coal mines of East Tennessee. She gardened and there was never a day that you would not get a plate full of pinto beans, corn bread, turnip greens and sweet fried corn, and fresh tomatoes if you went for a visit. She was a strong, warm woman and her survival skills kept her family together. She never had much in the way of material things and wastefulness was just not allowed. She could make anything. I can remember pulling taffy and her homemade potato chips fried in an iron skillet.

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:34am PST

    Posted by carolh Thu Nov 19, 2009 12:43pm PST

    And one more thing Dev, I don't remember either one of my grandmothers ever whining and complaining and I'll bet your grandmother didn't either. The one I told you about lived to be 96 and also rode on the back of a motorcycle in her 80's and flew over Niagra Falls in a helicopter. She never lost her love of life and to this day I remember that she drank her JFG coffee every morning. Funny what we remember isn't it?

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:34am PST

    Posted by annie Thu Nov 19, 2009 3:31pm PST

    Beautiful, Dev. I never had grandparents: my Dad's mom and dad were lost in eastern europe 1938: they and seven of his siblings: fried in the ovens. He was brought to America (smuggled out of Brasov Romania)at age three by five older sibs. My Mom's parents were Cherokee Nation (Oklahoma/Arkansas) and died of TB that swept the reservation when she was only 15. NEVER had a grandparent. One of the reasons why I adore the elderly 75 plus: I am fascinated with the stories of their lives and I worry about my elderly patients and their end of life care and medical management. They are indeed, The Last Greatest Generation.

    Report Abuse
  • Devonia's Avatar
    Posted by Devonia Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:37am PST

    Posted by JSE Fri Nov 20, 2009 11:42am PST

    Popping in...just wanted to leave a note that is now off topic from the comments. Yes this is JE, but I added the S because my name doesn't start with a J (my hubby and I share an account...in fact, we share every account with one another.)

    I just wanted to tell you that this blog has put a tear in my eye. I am so thankful for the wonderful family that I have...my Memaw was a lot like your Grandmother. Raised on a farm, she was a devout Southern Baptist. My grandparents moved back to the farm later in life, and I would spend at least a week with them every summer. Their home is located in Ricards, TX which is very close to Huntsville and Montgomery. They had an 2 acre garden that we worked on...I remember shelling peas, pulling husks off the corn, shelling pecans, picking watermelons to eat that night...what wonderful memories. Also, just like you church was the basis of life...and that now is the way I raise my children.

    Thanksgiving is a time to reflect on what we are thankful for. The recession has caused a lot of us to really reflect what we need in life. Material possessions are not what is important...and I included needed a wake up call on that. As we gather around the table, and thank God for our family and friends...let us not forget about those suffering and say a prayer for them as well...and if you have the resources give generously this year to those who don't have a lot(as you said in one of your comments Dev...family members and friends are losing their jobs. This recession doesn't seem to have an end.). Dev., I know that your political blogs are great...but this one is the best!!! Thanks for all you do!

    Report Abuse
Comments 1-10 of 407

leave your comment

You must sign in to post a comment

Sign In for personalized information

New User? Sign Up

Health Byte

When you need to rehydrate, do you grab a Gatorade or automatically reach for a soda? We weigh the pros and cons of each drink.