Showing posts with label Beanbag chair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beanbag chair. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Two beanbags and a microphone... (Beck)
Sorry, Picasa is screwed up and I needed a URL for this pic!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Lots of packing peanuts...
I read that it was cheaper to use packing peanuts from an office supply store than it was to use real beanbag pellets. This held 8.5 cubic feet of those suckers at $10/bag - luckily it was buy 2 get 1 free! Also luckily, the liner fabric was stuff I had already and the real fabric was $1/yd. So this will be a $41 beanbag which is larger than the ones at Target and my choice of fabric. I'll take it!!
Looks comfy
This is just the liner made of that $5 fabric I made the teepee from. I'll sew up the real fabric tonight - gotta take a nap after an intense game of Arena laser tag with the boys and 6 grown men who were dismayed to find us in their group. They were very kind to let me go first in the Mission Impossible laser room where you maneuver through lasers in 30 seconds.
Did I mention you watch the person on closed circuit TV while they're ducking and rolling through the room? I didn't do any leaping rolls or cartwheels...but I COULD have!
Did I mention you watch the person on closed circuit TV while they're ducking and rolling through the room? I didn't do any leaping rolls or cartwheels...but I COULD have!
Thursday, May 26, 2011
I Feel Like a Rock Star
Oh my heavens, what a day! First, I went to Hancock to get this fabric for the 2 beanbag chairs I'm making.
Three employees were at the cutting table working, and the manager sees me and says, "Hey Lady! How you doin'?" I stand there for a minute looking around, realize there's nobody in front of her but me, and greet her back. She then tells everybody, "This is our fleece contest winner. Y'all remember that pretty jacket?" Oh my.....who wants an autograph?
Then I went to check out and talked to the lady in front of me who was buying a beautiful Vogue suit pattern. I went out on a limb and asked her if she went to PR, and she's a member! I told her to post a picture when she's done, and we swapped user names. How cool to meet a fellow-PR'er in line!
But now for the really big news.....guess what was on my doorstep when I got home? My Lady Gaga shoes! Now I just need a big weird hat.
I am 7 feet tall now! Amazing what $35 will buy you, isn't it? (These shoes and a trip to the ER for a broken ankle, that's what.) Now I've got to look back at the first picture I posted of these, because I thought they were supposed to be more yellow, but they're actually beige. Whatever...color is the least of my worries what with these 6" platforms! I told Dean I'd wear them to dinner tonight. He said he'd heat up leftovers.
And this is supposed to be my sexy serious Gaga face, but it just looks like my dad wearing a blonde wig and missing part of his lower jaw. I've got to remember that pouty looks very bad on me.
Three employees were at the cutting table working, and the manager sees me and says, "Hey Lady! How you doin'?" I stand there for a minute looking around, realize there's nobody in front of her but me, and greet her back. She then tells everybody, "This is our fleece contest winner. Y'all remember that pretty jacket?" Oh my.....who wants an autograph?
Then I went to check out and talked to the lady in front of me who was buying a beautiful Vogue suit pattern. I went out on a limb and asked her if she went to PR, and she's a member! I told her to post a picture when she's done, and we swapped user names. How cool to meet a fellow-PR'er in line!
But now for the really big news.....guess what was on my doorstep when I got home? My Lady Gaga shoes! Now I just need a big weird hat.
I am 7 feet tall now! Amazing what $35 will buy you, isn't it? (These shoes and a trip to the ER for a broken ankle, that's what.) Now I've got to look back at the first picture I posted of these, because I thought they were supposed to be more yellow, but they're actually beige. Whatever...color is the least of my worries what with these 6" platforms! I told Dean I'd wear them to dinner tonight. He said he'd heat up leftovers.
And this is supposed to be my sexy serious Gaga face, but it just looks like my dad wearing a blonde wig and missing part of his lower jaw. I've got to remember that pouty looks very bad on me.
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