Pacific Northwesterners and the Weather

If you grew up in the Pacific Northwest, you have a pretty good understanding of how the seasons work. The winter is long, rainy and wet, SAD (seasonal affective disorder) runs ramped from household to household and you often find yourself questioning your own sanity and why you live in ‘the good old P-N-W’.

Spring rarely exists, I’m not even sure you could call what we get spring. Summer is too short, lasting roughly 6-8 weeks and fall is celebrated because, well, we are Pacific Northwesterners after all .

We often complain of the rain and we complain of the heat. We are never truly content with any of it and the topic of the weather ALWAYS  is bound to come up in any conversation.

We just love to talk about the weather.

Those of us through the PNW had a dose of summer-like weather back in April and early May, which happens every year, causing mass confusion and too many smiling faces for that time of year.  The weather quickly turns from soggy and damp to bright, sunny and warm, and everyone pulls on their shorts, digs deep into the back of their closet to retrieve their flip flops and heads outside to get their first sunburn of the season. Because who ever remembers to put sunblock on in April or May?

Gardens are started, vegetables are planted, BBQ’s are smoking and then… WHAM! In strolls a forecast that has you cursing the weather Gods and questioning your memory. Why the hell did we plant our garden this early… again? Then, the soggy, wet, dreary rain starts again, lasting for  weeks.  Your burn quickly fades back into a translucent white and you are once again asking yourself why you didn’t take your dad up on his offer to move the family to Hawaii when you were a child.

However,  June is here and the weather is looking brighter and once again, it leaves us wondering if maybe this whole global warming thing IS actually happening. We are back in our garden, this time replanting what was planted too early. There is a new pinkish-red layer on our skin and once again, our flip flops have been moved to the front of our closet. Summer, just maybe, is here to stay.

I like to poke fun at the fact that, I too, fall for it every year. I am a born and raised Pacific North-westerner, who, like everyone else, is vitamin D deficient and cold.

When the sun comes out  so do the cut-off jean shorts  and bare feet in the grass.

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Sometimes you will even find me stopping and taking a little break underneath the big, old black walnut tree in our yard.

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I’m desperate for signs of new life and I often walk the property looking for anything I can grasp onto that summer is in fact, right around the corner.

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Beets

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I’m not the only one sun deprived.

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But there are those that don’t always appreciate the sun. I suppose if I was covered in what I could only equate to wearing about five North Face puffy vests, I probably wouldn’t welcome the warmth with the open arms that I do.

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Then it all brings me back to why I started this little ol’ blog. These little guys, crooning their songs on a warm summers night.

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There is life on the farm, lots of life. The proof is in the pudding, I think summer is here.

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I’m on a Serious Mission: A Total Life Cleanse

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The quote above is one that often runs through my mind and I find myself asking, what change do I want to be make in this world?

It’s easy for me to fall back into my old behaviors and continue doing the things I’ve always done but I want to be the change in any way I can so I’m starting with making some changes around our home. Changes that will not only impact us but also our environment and are piggy bank.

One of the biggest goals for David and I is to simplify our life and downsize. We have this dream of one day living small and sustaining as much as we can on as little as we can. I think it’s safe to say that we live in a society, or a world better yet,  where we spend a lot of money on things that we don’t necessarily need.

Our dream of downsizing, as important to us as it is, sometimes seems very far off because well, we are human and often fall back into our old ways.We continue to buy only to feel the negative affects of our purchases later. I mean, how much stuff do you really need after all?

We live in a big 1970′s, multilevel home and it’s so easy to be tempted to fill all the spaces but we both realize that it is completely unnecessary. Sure, spending helps the economy but so much of what we buy is forgotten shortly after and becomes a fixture someplace in our home.

I’ve started cleaning out every room and closet and I’m beginning the huge job of purging our home of unnecessary objects, most of which are either being sold, recycled or donated to The Goodwill.

With summer right around the corner and the opportunity to grow as much of our own food as possible, I’m realizing that now is the time to begin eliminating certain things from our life. I read an article about this family, The Johnson’s, who have a no waste policy; they have only thrown out, in one year, enough waste that could fit into a 1-liter mason jar. I’m using their blog, Zero Waste Home, to gain inspiration and ideas and apply them to our life. You should check it out too!

This could easily become a very overwhelming task and as they say, old habits die hard, so I’m taking small, baby steps to begin this big journey.

As mentioned above, I’m beginning with going through the house and getting rid of everything that doesn’t have some kind of use anymore by selling, donating, recycling,  or putting into storage because it belongs to the business. We have a lot of stuff. Who the heck has three big screen TVs, two desk top monitors, a spare queen size bed, three lamps, etc, just sitting in a corner of their basement? US!

As for waste, this is what we are doing. We recently signed up for Mint.com to gain a better idea of where the heck all our money was going to and since David and I are both very visual, being able to track it really helps. We realized that we were spending a ton of our monthly income on food. Now, I’m not exactly willing to compromise on the quality of food I buy. I try to only purchase organic foods, but to be honest, the amount we were spending was pretty ridiculous.

My plan is to start buying more things in bulk and more fruits and vegetables that are in season. As our garden starts to get bigger, I’m hoping to really be able to sustain as much off that as we can. Instead of using those plastic baggies for produce, I recently got these little gems, reusable veggie bags from Simple Ecology.

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Yes, I had to buy them but I’m setting ourselves up with the things I need to help reduce waste and spending in the future.

As for garbage,  my goal is to only throw out one kitchen garbage bag per week and this is including ALL the garbage in our home, totally seven. The rest goes into recycling or our gigantic compost seen below:

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It’s been about a week since I started really paying attention to what I throw out, what I compost and what I recycle. I’ve gotten rid of so much already and I already feel the weight being lifted off my chest. It was truly amazing how much we were wasting. It’s been over a week since I’ve had to throw out the garbage!

I’ll keep you all posted on the little changes I make but what are some things you do to be the change you wish to see in the world?

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Why I’m so Passionate About My Colon…

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If we are friends on Facebook  (if not you can find Bullfrogs and Bulldogs here) then you may have seen a post in late January about me being in Seattle to be filmed for something. Well, I thought I’d share a little more about what I was doing up there and why, so you weren’t left wonder exactly why I am so passionate about my colon :)

March 1st marks the beginning of Colon Cancer Awareness Month, a month devoted to spreading a very important message that is extremely close to my heart, Colon Cancer prevention and awareness.

I think it is safe to say that cancer has touched all of us in some way whether it was you personally or someone you love and care about. Well, cancer has affected my family in a big way and I’d like to share with all of you how.

We grow up believing we are invincible; that nothing can or will ever happen to us. Until one day, it does and your world and life as you know it changes. I think it’s safe to say that the shock is just as big when you find out someone you love is sick as when you find out you are. The day I heard my mom whisper those dreaded words when I was 18  and again when I was 26 are days I will never forget. Nor is the day, a few years later,  my older brother called me and said those same scary, life changing words. And the day, I myself, sat in the doctors office in a drug induced haze, faintly hearing her tell my mom that I needed surgery to remove something that would eventually, if left untreated,  be that bad bad word,  I surely will never forget.

CANCER SUCKS, plain and simple. 

There is no other way to describe it. Watching my loved ones go through surgery and treatment is one of the worst things I’ve ever had to witness and having to go through it myself was just as bad.

My mom is a survivor of of stage two Endometrial Cancer (Uterine Cancer) and stage three Colon Cancer, has undergone both radiation and chemotherapy, and come out on top both times. My older brother was 26 years old when he was diagnosed with stage two Colon Cancer. With the removal of a portion of his colon, he was very lucky to not have any further treatment. My grandfather has been diagnosed with Colon, Prostate and Bladder cancer (all separate occasions). As for me, well, I’m the text book example of why it’s so important to know your family history and be proactive about your health. I was diagnosed with a per-cancerous colon polyp and had about two feet of my colon removed when I was 25.

You see, my mom, older brother and I have something called HNPCC or Hereditary Non Polyposis Colorectal Cancer or Lynch Syndrome. It’s a genetic mutation that increases our lifetime chance of Colon Cancer by about 80% as well as a slew of other cancers by about 30-50%. In today’s world it’s scary enough knowing that cancer is so prevalent but add those statistics to the mix and it’s can be down right terrifying. That is why we are so proactive about our health and preventative screenings. Every year, my mom, brother and I have a Colonoscopy and every three years we have an Upper Endoscopy. On top of that, and because this gene mutation also  affect our lifetime chance of reproductive cancers, we are heavily screen in that area as well.

So what was I doing in Seattle then?

Have you every heard of the In Focus with Martin Sheen? Well, it’s an award winning series that partners with Public Television  and a variety of others national providers to produce educational programming about a wide variety of topics. Martin Sheen is the spokesperson and does the introduction and the concluding thoughts. So how to I fit in? Because of my families unique history with colon cancer and specifically with my story being a prime example of the importance of preventative screenings, I was asked to be apart of an In Focus production of Colon Cancer and Colonoscopies that will air during the month of March.

It was so fun (and nerve wracking) to be filmed because I have such a fear of being on camera but I knew that telling my story was so important and that it could potentially save someones life. I would actually even consider doing more filming in my future ;)

Keep your eyes out throughout the month of March and remember, just because a month is dedicated to something as important as cancer awareness, it’s so important to bring awareness to this matter all year long. So if you are having health issues, consult with your physician right away. Take charge of your health because it’s the only life you have!

If you ever have any questions please don’t hesitate to reach out to me!

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How to Lay in a Hammock and Do Absolutely Nothing and Why I Stink at It.

I’m not exactly the kind of person who is ‘good’ at lying around. Even when we are having a lazing day watching movies back home I’m still always doing something whether it’s pretending to knit (I only know how to cast on and knit and pearl), perusing the Internet looking for recipes or project ideas or reading a book, I’m never only watching TV or a movie.

I have a list a mile long of things I need to prepare for and start working on when we get back home and to be honest, it’s stressing me out a wee bit. Sure, I’ve composed about a million different list over the last few weeks while e bake in the sun but now I’m ready to start taking action but can only go as far as I have since we are out of the country. Obviously.

Being fully present is something I’ve always struggled with. I’m often thinking about the past and how I can learn from it to be better in the future or I’m thinking about the future with great anticipation of the unknown and wonder what will be. I often struggle with just being present. For example, yesterday I was lying in one the hammocks without my iPad or a book and grew uneasy just being. I know, aren’t yoga teachers suppose to be all zen and past the point of being uncomfortable with stillness? That’s what I thought too. I thought once I had that little certificate moving me from bewildered student to all knowing teacher I’d reach a place of clarity and peace. Ha ha ha! It’s not called ‘working’ on yourself for nothing.

Prior to our trip I had a pretty good meditation practice going to the point where I was craving it and stopping for ten minutes of stillness here and there throughout the day. I had less anxiety, a little more clarity, and it was so much easier for me to let things roll off my shoulder. But the minute we got on that plane, it was as if all that never existed. Why the heck is that?

This trip has been significantly different from our last one to SE Asia. A lot less relaxation and more doing. That could be a significant factor in my inability to find stillness even when I’m lying in a hammock swaying back and forth. We’ve also has the added stress of not being able to eat much (more on this in another post) which, if you know me, adds a huge amount of angst because back home, even while I’m eating breakfast I’m usually planning what I’ll be eating for lunch and dinner.

So what is the lesson in all of this? Other then the fact that I need to be more prepared and bring more meal replacement bars next time. Let me just say this, the lessons I’ve been learning on this trip are ones that keep resurfacing in my life. Maybe one of these days I’ll actually learn from my past.

For starters, life usually never works out exactly how you planned and it’s so important to be able to adjust with the ebbs and flows, something I’ve had to do a lot of here. I’m a planner, hence my compulsion with list writing, and I have to be okay with leaving it at just that, a list, for now. Knowing that I will be able to start crossing things off as soon as I get back.

Another one is you can’t take things that are out of your control too seriously. Like when David’s wallet slipped out of his pocket as he was exiting a taxi cab in Bocas Town only to realize it as the cab was halfway down the street and turning a corner. Sure, in the moment it was shear panic, enough so that had me running down the street in sandals at full speed trying to catch him. But on the flip side, two weeks after it happened, it’s forced us to be much more careful with where and how we spend our money. Not too mention, we had the opportunity to get to know one of the restaurant owners, a young girl of only 24 who moved to Bocas at the age of 21, right out of college, and opened her own restaurant. Talk about ballsy and incredibly inspiring! She was someone I needed to meet as I’m about to embark on this next adventure in my life (more to come on that later!)

Last, it’s so necessary to stop, put down the electronics and watch the world go on around you. Having my iPad on this trip has been great for many reasons but it’s also allowed me to have a crutch, and excuse to zone out when what I really need is to connect and experience what is happening. That is what traveling is about after all, in my humble opinion. Not staying in your comfortable routine but been stretched beyond so you can grow and expand your wings.

We are down to our last week, leaving Taganga and moving on to Medellin, Colombia today. Who knows what is in store but I can guarantee one thing, there is definitely a lesson or two waiting in the winds.

Hello from Panama!

Hi my friends! Boy do I miss you all! If you haven’t heard, David and I have been in Panama for the past two weeks and we are leaving for Colombia early tomorrow morning.

We are having a great time basking in the sun, swimming in the ocean, and I even conquered one of my biggest fears and got certified scuba diving. I was pretty much near tears with all my scuba gear on as I fell backwards into the ocean but I was so proud of myself after we completed seven dives over the two day course. So I’m happy to say I’ve crossed another thing off my bucket list…now I just need to work up the courage to hold a snake, my BIGGEST fear ever!

We started off our trip with a night in Panama City leaving the next morning for Bocas del Toro, islands up north. My friend from Seattle happened to be moving there the same day we were heading there which was pretty fun to see him.

What was suppose to be four days up there turned into eleven days (which we were warned would happen) and three bed and breakfasts later. Our first B&B was called The Firefly which is on Bastimentos and ran by a young couple from California. I actually found this place when they were on House Hunters International. It was beautiful and quite, only having three rooms for guest. Lauren and Ryan were so friendly and fun to chat with. They even invited all three couple up to there place to watch the Superbowl.

We spent four days there then moved to a spot on Bocas for another three then to another spot for the remainder of time. We finally felt like it was time to move on and so for the last couple ofndays we have been in Boquete, a hillside town up north. We went on a beautiful hikenand took a tour of one of the coffee plantations here. Panama has some of the best coffee in the world, winning many awards.

We have been staying in a place called Ville Primavera, a small B&B with only five rooms and the woman who owns it and her mother are probably two of the nicest people I’ve ever met. Every morning her mom, who is probably in her late 70′s, early 80s, brings us breakfast and coffee, followed by two kisses on each ofnour cheeks.

The other morning I was out front and saw their pet cat and if you know me you know cats are my favorite animal. There isn’t a cat that doesn’t like me and this one, contrary to what they said, was no different. They were adamant that their cat was mean and they were scared of it which made me even more determined to get it to like me.

Immediately the cat came right over to me and let me pickmher up. The mom came out of the house and saw me and I swear,it looked as if she’d seen a ghost. She started laughing and flapping her arms talking in Spanish and ran in to get her daughter all the while the kitty sat purring in my arms. When the daughter came out she told me that her mom was so shocked and had never seen anyone hold that cat. This pleased me to know that maybe I am a cat whisperer after all!

So, tomorrow we leave for Cartegene Colombia and I’m not going tolie,im a wee bit nervous but from pictures, it looks beautiful.

I hope you all are doing wonderful and I’ll post picture when I return!

My Heart of Haiti

I’m so excited to be a part of this beautiful and inspiring campaign, Macy’s Heart of Haiti, which  is an initiative that allows opportunities for the artists to work with US designers, helping strengthen international artisan relationships and making their products viable in the US market. The Heart of Haiti campaign pays in excess of fair wage to the talented artisans who create the product, giving them the dignity of work and economic self-determination. The collection features more than 40 home decor items including quilts, metalwork, jewelry and paintings all made almost entirely from recycled and sustainable items such as old cement bags, cardboard, oil drums and local gommier wood. Purchasing items from Macy’s Heart of Haiti is an easy way to contribute to the Haitian community, which now in light of Hurricane Sandy, needs our help more than ever.

Macy’s Heart of Haiti upholds the belief that “trade not aid” is a powerful way to create sustainable work and much needed financial opportunities. To date the program has employed 780 artisans, which has improved the lives of over 6,200 individuals. The Heart of Haiti initiative provides artists with an opportunity to make a living, feed their families and pay their children’s school fees. Haiti is the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere and despite the devastating earthquake people there are filled with hope and a desire to improve their lives through employment.

Here is a photo of the beautiful star ornament they sent me for participating in this great opportunity. I love ornaments that have a story behind them. Every time I travel somewhere I try to purchase an ornament from that location to put on our tree. Every time I look at this one I’ll think of everything I am grateful for in my life.

In fact, this past weekend we spent sometime up in a cabin on Mt. Hood celebrating David, my husbands 30th birthday. It was such a fun time and it got me thinking about how lucky David and I are to have such great people in our lives how grateful I am for them, especially my husband. David is my star. He is  loving and caring, a provider and a great shoulder to cry on or person to laugh my butt off with. I’m not sure I know what I’d ever do without him in my life. He’s enriched my life in so many ways and continues to inspire me to be a better person and I know I do the same for him.

Whenever I look at my Macy’s Heart of Haiti hanging on out tree I will forever think about how grateful I am for my husband and all that he brings to my life. Happy 30th birthday hubby. I love you always.

 

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Stories from a Piece of Furniture

 I have been looking for a special piece of furniture for a particular corner in our dining room for a long time. Originally, I had it set in my mind that it had to be something  old and white and have  years of stories behind it. Then, one evening a couple of weeks ago we were at our friends house for dinner and after we finished, we were casually sitting around the couch talking when David, my husband told my friend Ali that he would totally buy that hutch off her all the while thinking she would say it’s not for sale. Serendipitously though, it was.

Ali laughed and said actually, I was just about to put it on Craigslist because as much as she loves it and had wanted it for ever, it didn’t fit in their house the way that it should. She lives in a beautiful 1910 craftsman house in downtown Newberg and the hutch blocks one of her incredible windows in their living room. Sadly for her, they needed to get rid of it. Happy for us, we were in the market for something like this.

I have to be honest though. At the time, since I had something completely different in my head, I wasn’t too hot on the idea but David has wanted a red piece of furniture in our home forever. I’m haven’t been the biggest fan of red ever really but I did think this piece had it’s particular charm and so I was on board.

A couple days later we brought her home and filled her with our stories.

I had an old Pier One bookcase that I’d got about seven years ago when my style was a tad bit different. Well, I didn’t really KNOW what my style was yet. It was modern and open and I was wanting to get rid of it badly.

As I was carefully putting our belongings in the hutch I wanted to be careful as to where I put everything. At first, I wanted to keep it sparse and clutter free and then, as I was putting things in their spot, I realized that I wanted it to tell a story, our story, and I began filling it with more and more stuff.

David and I both love cookbooks and it’s one of the things that we have no qualms buying. And although I don’t reference them enough, I know they are there when I need them.

Those glass blown hearts you see sitting on top of some of the cookbooks are very special to me. They were given to me every Valentine’s Day from my step dad. He would get one for my mom and one for me every year when I was living near them and they mean so much to me just as my step dad does.

 

David has a fine taste for Whiskey and Bourbon and has always wanted something beautiful to display it all in. It’s actually why he loved the hutch so much.

These teacups were my great grandmother Maggie’s. An incredible woman and really the only grandmother I had. In fact, for as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to name my daughter after her, if I have a daughter one day. She was married to my grandpa Louie or Lewis or as I called him growing up, grandpa wuwie. I have great memories of going up to their house and walking in the front door to the smell of bacon grease (which would probably make me throw up now :) ) and the warm hugs of my grandma Maggie and Grandpa Louie. Every time I was there, I’d be cuddled up with my grandpa and he’d always ask me, ‘what’s my name?’ and I’d always say, ‘grandpa WUWIE!” I think he got such a kick out of the fact that I couldn’t say his name right.

They lived into their 90′s and were two of the kindest, happy-go-lucky people I’ve ever known. When my grandma Maggie passed, my mom got her old tea cups and when I was of a mature age, she gave me some of theme and I’ve been longing for a piece to display them rightfully.

I love hobnail glass. There is something about it that makes me really happy and I found this set at the Goodwill for about $5 and it’s one of my favorite things in the hutch, besides my tea cups.

I love when I’m at someone’s house and they have a piece of furniture that tells a story. I love asking them questions about where everything came from. Do you have a piece like that?

Hope you all have a great weekend! David and I are leaving for Mt. Hood to stay with some friends in a cabin to celebrate his 30th birthday! Happy Birthday my love!

Quick and Easy Drop Cloth Tree Skirt

Growing up we had the same tree skirt, that my mom made, forever. In fact, it was one of the things I loved to pull out of the Christmas boxes and see nestled under the tree each year. With it, brought back so many memories of Christmas’s past and if you know me, I love going down memory lane.

Last Christmas we didn’t have a tree skirt. I had meant to find or make one but I didn’t know how to use my sewing machine yet and it seemed like the weeks went by so fast and before I knew it, Christmas was a thing of the past. This year I made sure we had one but I also haven’t had the time to go shopping for one nor have I really perfected my sewing skills so I came up with a super quick and easy version that I really love. Made from a simple drop cloth.

I found a drop cloth (which I needed for a few other projects) at our local True Value for about $23, brought it home and cut a big square out of it.  I didn’t measure it just eyeballed that it would be big enough to cover some ground under the tree.

 As you can see from the picture I cut out a square but wanted a more circular shape and had to figure out how to do that without to much effort, I decided to add a little ruching by taking a big upholstery needle and some yarn and bunched up each corner securing it with the yarn shown below.

Then I just slipped it over the tree stand where I had cut a slit in the square and sewed up the edges.

And I had my tree skirt.

 

Who knows what I will do with it next year but for this year, I love the simplicity of it.

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Meet The Gardenieres

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D and I spent a little time in our garden this past weekend getting it ready for winter. We realized we have learned so many lessons this past summer that we are definitely going to take with us and use next spring and summer. For example, only plant what you are going to eat!

I also realized how much I love flower beds and flower only gardens but I am no green thumb and ended up over watering ALL my flowers leaving them to inevitably parish.

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Soft & Cozy Baby Burp Rags

As you know, I am somewhat of a novice at sewing. Meaning, all I can really do thus far is sew a straight line. I am, however, excited to start testing my limits this fall/winter and give a little more detail to some of my sewing projects. But first, I have to share these super easy burp rags I made for my sister-in-law who is due at the end of November. My mom is the one who showed me these and they are really fun to make because I know they will get a lot of good use out of them.

I whipped these two out in about 30 minutes the other day. I love the fabrics I found for both of them. Quick note: you can find pre-cut quarters at most fabric stores. I found my at JoAnn’s and they are the perfect size for these burp rags. Five total usually come in a bundle that are within the same color scheme like the ones I used below.

I paired the orange fabrics together, one with monkey’s  and the other with stars. The other fabric had green stripes and multi-color circles. I paired the ones with corresponding colors.

To begin, take your first pair of fabric and lay them out as if you were sewing a pillow, where the fabric is inside out. You can, if you choose, use pins to hold the fabric in place as you sew or just free hand it as you go.

Sew all four sides leaving about an inch to an inch and a half open so you can flip in right side out.

The go ahead and flip it inside out like so, then use a pencil to go along the seam from the inside and push it out as well as all four corners.

Then, either by hand or using your sewing machine, sew up the last little opening.

Then use your iron to get out any creases. Last I sewed some rick rack to add a little detail to the front of the burp rag.

And your are done! See, pretty easy, huh?

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