Thursday, June 30, 2011

Clothes line Clip x S hook

Reuse.Recycle.

Reasons why I never let go of the clothes line clip/hanger that we've been using for three years now. But it has served its purpose, apparent on the broken hardware that connects the rectangular base where the clips are hanging and the hook. I know I can still do something about it.I know that I can still make use of the plastic base and the clips.

This is how the clothes line clip/hanger looks like.

I took the clips out from the base since all of those are still in good condition. Clips are now being used as really clothes line clips as supposed to its previous hanging clothes line clips life. Not making sense here.:p And by the way, is there a plural form for clip? Because I am not sure if there is. Enlighten me! LOL

Anyways,so I had so many ideas on how to make use of the rectangular base but I deemed it wise to just stick with its basic purpose.

This is the outcome of the clothes line clip x S hook project

I've utilized the hardware and just covered it with fabric. I'm not good in braid so just bear with the mess. All I ever wanted was to hide the hardware or if not, make it less visible. I think I made a pretty good job. *wink*

S hooks are also covered by fabric. I used double-sided tape as adhesive here.I have to cover the S hooks since its fancy black cover is starting to peel off.

And what is its new function? Tsaran! An organizer where I could hang some of my accessories.


Clothes line clip hanger and S hooks are all pre-loved items. I have not been using them for quite some time now since both have lost its beauty and so both have been kept in a storage box.The fabric is also a retaso, small portions left from cut designs :) Sakto ba? :)

Reuse.Recycle.For the love of Mother Earth.

The Bucket

I had a little project last week. I changed the cover of the bucket that serves as a catchall of our daily essentials such as the deodorant,powder,lotion and some first aid solutions. Its previous cover was a blue geometric pattern paper and a dark blue corrugated cardboard.I wanted to change the cover since I got bored with it and the corrugated part was already falling off. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to take a picture of the previous cover since I was too eager to change it. It was more of the spur-of-the-moment decision.

These are the materials:
bucket (from KFC!)
gift wrapper
corrugated cardboard
scissors
double-sided tape


I had a hard time covering the bucket because of its shape. I have to cut small portions of the paper to make sure that everything is covered since the circumference of the upper part of the bucket is bigger than that of the bottom part.The folds of the wrapper are visible and that is where the corrugated cardboard comes in to rescue. The corrugated cardboard is used not just to give accent to the predominantly blue wrapper but more importantly to cover the visible and unflattering folds.
This is now the new bucket


Done in less than an hour....And the best thing about this project? I didn't spend a single centavo! The bucket had been with me since 2008 and the paper and cardboard used are leftovers from the previous project,the very first published entry of this blog. :)

Monday, June 27, 2011

Child's Play


Because for now,playing Scrabble means she'll spell her name using the letter tile. :)

Sunday, June 19, 2011

My Take on Father’s Day Celebration

I’ts Father’s Day again! Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers, would be fathers and those that play the role of fathers. And of course let me not forget those that did not live long enough to celebrate this.

Below is a short entry I wrote in 2008. The same entry appears in my Multiply site. This is probably one of my most heartfelt and truest in the deepest sense entry as this is about my father and my take on father’s day celebration. Read on and be inspired. :)


Weeks and days after we celebrated Mother's Day and right after stores in malls stripped their Happy Mother's Day banners and décor, the world gets ready again to celebrate Father's Day. That happens exactly a month after Mother's Day. When I sensed it getting nearer I declared that I will never celebrate it. Why should I? My father died seven years ago. There is no sense in celebrating it with a father who has been gone for years now. Every day for weeks I always remind myself not to buy the Sunday newspaper on June 15 because I know articles there are almost all about fathers.

But my decision changed yesterday when I woke up to a dream so surreal that I literally jumped from my bed. I couldn't remember the entire dream, only that part where I wondered why I got a text message from Papa that says "nak,musta na?-papa" It felt so real that I really checked my phone for many times to see if there really was one from Papa. But I know it would never happen. There's no line in heaven, remember. I pondered on it for hours until I realized that maybe it was just a reminder....something to remind me that before I became bitter with father's day celebration it was one of the events I looked forward to every year... when I'll have the excuse to be mushy and say I love you and really mean it to people I care and love so much. Maybe it was a reminder from Papa that even if he can't be with us physically he's just somewhere only he knows....looking at us and watching over us like what a guardian angel does.

So I would like to dedicate this to my Papa. He will never get to read this but I hope my prayer does.


Happy Father's Day, Pa. I love you so much. Miss you big time.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

ICED-GEM CHOCO BISCUITS


Familiar? Not familiar?

This is the biscuit of our time. This is what reminds me so much of my childhood---happy childhood.

I remember this as the biscuit that my siblings and I loved to have--- what with the combination of biscuit and icing. There is just something so delightful about having a plain biscuit with an icing. And a colorful icing at that! Every time my older sister and I reminisce about the old days we always include the Iced Gem Biscuits as one of the things that made us happy. It was not only a favorite but a biscuit we all loved to have during typhoons.

Typhoons frequently visit Surigao at the time when we were still in kindergarten. It was during those times that our roof was still made of nipa shingles. So whenever weather advisory would say that a typhoon is coming and is going to hit our province, Mama would make sure that we’d be able to survive the ordeal should it last for days. She’d list down the items that we all need to have and made sure we had it even before the typhoon hits our province----sort of an emergency or survival kit. So alongside dry cell, candle, matchstick, instant noodles and what have you she’d also buy this iced gem biscuits. Call it unadulterated innocence but typhoons are one of the things we looked forward to during those days. Typhoons meant abundant supply of the said biscuit. I think about it now and I can only shake my head.

Anyways, I don’t know what happened but we lost track of the biscuit when we reached grade school. We never looked for it maybe because we were introduced to other existing biscuits, say Jolly Sandwich or Rebisco Strawberry Biscuits or Presto Creams. We simply forgot about the biscuit we only loved. If it did stop making and distributing at that time, we wouldn’t really know.It was only in the later years when my older sister and I thought about it. We searched for it in every store in the province but we couldn’t find a single pack. We conceded. We thought that maybe the company lost revenue and decided to just stop.

I was in Cagayan de Oro City from 2002-2007 for my college education. I no longer remember the exact date or year as that detail already escapes me now, but one day while I was walking and passing through each aisle in a supermarket (which by the way is one of the things I love doing!)I saw a familiar pack of biscuits---a pack of biscuits that had me make a second look. Lo and behold, it was the Iced Gem Biscuits! I couldn’t contain my happiness that day that I immediately grabbed two packs and went straight to the cashier. Right after I paid the items I opened it and devour on the biscuit that I missed so much. I felt like I just reunited with an old pal! I gave some of it to my dorm mates and classmates but not without a background story and a wide grin. And it was the start of my frequent visits to that supermarket.

I did not tell my siblings about it because I wanted it to be a surprise. During the school break that followed after the ‘reunion’ I brought home packs of the iced gem biscuits. When I showed it to them I saw in my sister the delight of having seen the biscuit again. She can only say, ’Hala Leng, paborito man ini nato! Haman nimo nakita?’ (Leng, this is our favorite! Where did you find this?) Mama can only smile at the thought. I realized then that it was only me and my sister A who had a vivid memory of the biscuit. My brother barely remembers it, D does not remember and neither does E because she was still unborn at the peak of our love affair with the biscuit. But my siblings C,D and E love the biscuit anyways.

And that was the start of the rekindling love affair.

I am now in a different city but I must have been this good to be able to find the biscuits here. HAHA. I still buy a pack or two from time to time whenever my feet leads me to the store. And at times I buy more of it to bring home for my siblings, nieces and nephew.