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Tuesday, April 7, 2015

F is for Festive Feet

When I announced my A to Z Challenge theme of Pinterest challenges, I invited any and all to offer up pin suggestions. Only two people took me up on the offer; one of them was the lovely Sarah Summerlin of Amycake and the Dude.

This is the pin she recommended I try*:





Sarah's and my email exchange went something like this:

Sarah: OMG, please do this!
Me: Jabbing those skewers into my feet is really going to hurt, though.
Sarah: For the sake of the blog! Come on!
Me: I'll do it. One for the Gipper!

Fast forward to this evening. I stopped at Hobby Lobby and purchased supplies (if you're keeping track of how much I have spent on my A to Z Challenge theme so far, it's about $14,298), one package of Washi tape and some hemp cord (which will be used for another project later in the challenge). I already had bamboo skewers at home, and as I was getting them out of the drawer where they languish (I never use them for cooking and think I've had them since shortly after we got married over 20 years ago), I simultaneously pulled the skewers out of the bag, pointy end first, as I pushed the bag into the drawer so the whole thing wouldn't come out, and in the process drove two of the skewers INTO MY FINGERS. Did you absorb that? INTO my FINGERS. INTO. Meaning I pulled my hand out of the drawer and two of the skewers WERE STUCK INTO MY FINGERS AND STANDING THERE LIKE I WAS EDWARD SCISSORHANDS. I had to pull. them. out. 

Just short of needing a blood transfusion.

Once I got the bleeding to subside and the slight wave of nausea had passed, I took my big ass kitchen shears and nipped those death points off the ends of the skewers. 

The rest of the project was a relative breeze, except for the help I got from Ruby. The hardest part was folding the Washi tape in half over the pieces of cord and having them align properly.

Ruby trying to steal my skewers.

Ruby reaching up and trying to steal my Washi tape.

Bunting made...

...and attached to the skewers.

And now for the foot parade:

Great. My shoes are dusty.

Did I pull it off or what?!

My parade was very short, as walking with skewers stuck into your shoes, even if you've removed the death points, is not easy.

Pinterest win, baby!

*the pin I used was done as part of an April Fool's post at Apartment Therapy. Props to author Carrie McBride.