20 minute crafter: fabric covered photo mat

i had this adorable print from modmemento and just knew it needed a frame and mat with a little spunk...i bought the frame ($5 from micheals) and it came with a BLAND off white mat...i thought for a minute and came up with this fun and funky alternative...and the the best part is that i had everything on hand...you just may too...
you will need:
a mat
a piece of fabric a couple inches taller and wider than your mat
heat and bond no-sew variety.
cut your piece of fabric a bit bigger than your mat...i used about an inch on each side...do the same thing with your heat and bond...iron the heat and bond onto the back of your fabric and peel off the paper backing...
center your mat under the fabric and cery carefully use your iron to tack the fabric in place...be sure to not go crazy or you will iron your fabric onto your ironing board...at this point you are just trying to hold it in place...
flip over...cut a triangle off of each corner...fold in and iron in place...like wrapping a gift...
once you get the outside finished...cut out the center rectangle of your fabric...be sure to stay an inch or so away from the edge...cut from the corner of the fabric to the corner of your mat...fold in each as before and iron down...
this photo shows a little better what i meant by cutting to the corner.  fold each side in and iron flat...when done with that you can turn it over and iron the front flat down...
add your print and pop it in a frame...unique and colorful cuteness. :) 

sorry the photos aren't super...we are having a dreary wet day here with minimal sun...i'll answer any questions in the comments. :) 

will = peace

 i don't mean to keep disappearing for days at a time...i've just been 
preoccupied with life...with trying to figure out God's will for my life...and what that means.  
And how to get information from my head to my heart.
 i can tell you that i know that i know, that i want HIS will for my life.  i want HIS path.  i want to make the choices that HE would have me make.  i want to do what HE wants me to do.  whatever that is.  the trouble i am having, is finding that will.  i seek and do all i can.  i pray.  and read my Bible.  and seek wise council.  i know that i want HIS will.  i am learning how to find it.
 i have had many interactions with people about this very topic.  and have learned that you either get someone who will listen and offer prayer...OR you get someone who offers you "justs"...you know...just believe, just pray, just read, just know.  just.  just.  just.  well, let me tell you...if i could "just" i would have by now.  and i don't think that JUST is the answer.  as i fell asleep last night, thinking about the choices and decisions to make in my life right now...i wondered...why can it all JUST happen at once...and i got this word picture in my head. 

imagine you are at a beautiful banquet.  you are wearing your best good clothes.  your kids are at a good, free sitter.  your honey is with you.  you have taken your time to get ready and be present at the meal you are about to have.  the only catch is that you get ONE bite at a time.  you are given wonderful delicious, mouth watering food.  one.  bite.  at a time.  and you only get one bite every couple of minutes.  in between bites you are expected to study that bite...to savor it...to study it...to get to know it well...so that you can really enjoy it.  you cannot rush it.  the bites come when they do...you have no control over when they do.  all you can control is how react to the bite...how much to pay attention to it...how much you learn from it and enjoy it.   you leave happy, content and at peace...closing your eyes every so often to remember a particular bite like an old friend.

now imagine the same banquet.  only you are wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants.  you haven't taken a shower or washed your hair.  you were hurried out the door...unsure of your sitter but you HAD to leave.  you get the same mouth watering, glorious food.  only you have to eat it AS FAST as you can.  no time to drink or taste or enjoy.  you have to eat quickly before it is taken away.  hurry, hurry hurry.  you choke a little, you are messy and frazzled.  you leave feeling fat and bloated and you just want to throw up to relieve your uncomfortable stomach.
i have had both of the meals.  less of the former lately.  but there are days when i can remember a certain meal with my husband...at the house of blues in NC...I think there was some teeny bopper concert going on there(justin beiber??)...we had to wait forever but it didn't matter because we didn't have kids yet...we enjoyed the moments we spent waiting for our table to be ready...looking at the artwork...talking...enjoying each moment together.  and we had a shrimp dish that night that i can still taste to this day.  

i don't have many memories of the hurry up and eat meals.  when i do remember them, i usually cringe from the stress that i can remember from them but the good ones always bring me peace.

today, don't make fun of me, for fun i googled "how to follow God's will for my life".  and i read through some of the links...mostly Bible study types but one thing struck me.  peace. 

God's will for you is always accompanied by His peace.  His way is peaceful.  His path is peaceful.  He does not want stress for me...or you...He wants us to slow down...to take small bites of His will and learn from them...to memorize them.  we aren't built to handle life all at once.  if we try it that way we are not asking for peace...we are kicking and screaming for our way.  we want it all and we want it now.  and "all, now" means stress, pressure, sadness, problems.  His way leads to peace and goodness.  
and i want peace and goodness.  

“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declared the Lord,
‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, 
plans to give you hope and a future’” (Jeremiah 29:11). 

what i wish num 19.

Welcome to "What I wish I could tell you"...an anonymous platform for bloggers to share what they don't feel free to share on their own blogs.  If you have a story/thought/ache/hurt/feeling/secret/prayer request you want to get out, feel free to email me at ricracandpompoms @ gmail.com.  You will remain anonymous to all but me unless you choose otherwise. 
The author of this entry has chosen to stay anonymous.  Say hello to anon #19 (holly): 


I wish I could write this story on my own blog because I feel it is important, however the pain for my family is too fresh so I will openly share it here, but for now details won't be discussed on my own blog.  I want to tell you all that I have 4 wonderful, amazing, and loving children.  However one of them I did not give birth to.  In fact she has only been living with us for a little over a year.  However I am related to her.  She is 11 years old and she is my half-sister.  I am her legal guardian.  I want to tell you that her story is not pretty.  It is one of intense pain.  My baby sister was the victim of sexual abuse.  Her abuser was her own step father.  I know that doesn't sound like a uncommon story, but her story is a little different than most.  You see, she told someone.  She told her best friend and that brave little girl told her mommy and her mommy called my sister's dad.  After that the police got involved right away and within 24 hours my sister was removed from the home and sent to her dads house.  The next day we were trying to get all of our kids to their games and parties and such when I got a phone call.  It was also Halloween.  I was in shock.  We found friends to watch our own kids and we drove 2 towns over to the department of children's services to be with her.  When we got there we found out that her stepfather had just been arrested as he confessed to his crime and they had it on recording.  I haven't even gotten to the worse part of our story.  Our mother was there.  She was in another room.  The case worker pulled me aside and informed me that our mother was in complete denial and she had decided to support her husband even after his confession.  She still supports him today having almost no contact with us.  The case worker also informed me that she needed to find a safe place for my sister and that her dad was not suitable because he is not in the best health so we may be the only option.  Of course we said yes.  I want to tell you that as soon as she was out of that bad place that everything was great, but I can't.  I will fast forward to the present.  It has been over a year since that horrible day.  My sisters step father opted to a jury trial that involved getting my sister on the stand within 2 feet of him to testify to what he had done to her.  Several of the jury members were in tears.  I want to tell you how brave she was and how my heart broke for her while she was curled up on the floor of the witness room sick at her stomach from the thought of being anywhere near him.  I want to tell you that he was sentenced to 20 years in prison after being found guilty of his crime with no chance of parole.  I want you to know that does NOT erase the pain of what he has done to our family.  If you think that my sweet sister was the only victim here, you are wrong.  Myself, my husband, and my own children are also victims.  I want you to understand that this has been a VERY hard year on my family and at times I wanted to give up.  I would be lying if I said I didn't.  I am sure that some might wonder why I would want to tell my story.  I tell it because I want you to know that one of the best ways to prevent child abuse is to educate our children.  If you think that this can't happen to your family then you are wrong.  It can happen to anyone no matter where you live or how much money you have.  It doesn't have to involve a step parent either.  The statistics for children of abuse are not good.  I pray every day that we are doing the right things for my sister to keep her from continuing to be a statistic.  Girls who are sexually abused are 25% more likely to become pregnant as teenagers.  About 30% of abused children will continue the cycle by abusing their own children.  You can read these and more statistic here .   I want to you to know that you can play a huge role in protecting your own children from abuse.  Last I want to tell you that I am not this great and wonderful person for taking my sister in.  I have lost count of how many of our friends and family have told us that, but we didn't take her in so that people would say nice things about us.  We did it out of love.  We love my sister as we love our own children.  I hate what she has been through, but it happened and I have to believe that God sent us all through this storm for a reason and my hope is in Him.

  She was OK with not being anonymous. :) Go say hi and encourage her. :)

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true love.

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