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Recently we purchased the Woman’s Day Cool Kids’ Crafts publication.  In the Back To School section of this magazine, there are a couple of creative kids’ crafts.  One craft that I found to be especially cute and clever is called POCKET IT“.  Here’s how it goes:

POCKET IT

Create a place for your pens right on your notebook

Materials Needed:

  • Pocket from old pair of jeans or other piece of clothing
  • Notebook with colorful cover
  • Tacky Glue (they recommend Aleene’s Original)
  • Paint Pens, Buttons, Sewing Trim and Stickers (optional)

Instructions:
Cut away small pocket from an old pair of jeans or other piece of clothing. (Leave the back, so the clothing stays intact.)  Attach pocket with tacky glue to the front of notebook. Let dry.

Once the pocket has dried, let your child decorate it to their liking with crafting supplies (i.e. paint pens, buttons, sewing trim or stickers). 

 

Have fun!

Camberley

 

The Bella Girls took a trip to Barnes and Noble yesterday and stumbled upon this little gem on Green Cleaning.

So, each week we will bring you a helpful green cleaning tip.  This weeks green cleaning tool is WHITE VINEGAR.

Use White Vinegar to prevent colored clothes from running in the wash:

“Use white vinegar if washing something that will bleed.  Pour some white vinegar in the washing machine, fill with cold water, and then add soap and clothes.” (Green Cleaning – Natural Hints and Tips for the Eco-Friendly Household)

 

Happy Cleaning,

Camberley

  • August 8, 2009 - 3:20 pm

    Jamie poulsen - Okay but how does it make your clothes smell? I used white vinegar on my tile floors and it leaves a weird vinegar smell. But it is safe and very “green”.

  • August 8, 2009 - 3:34 pm

    thebellalife - Good question. I’m thinking the laundry soap may counteract the “vinegar” smell. Maybe you could test it out for us? ;-)

    Camberley

  • August 8, 2009 - 4:50 pm

    Alexa - I have done this many times before and it doesn’t leave your clothes smelling like vinegar! Only use about 1/2 cup to a cup of vinegar. Also, if you soak your black clothes in water and vinegar (4 parts water/ 1 part vinegar) BEFORE the first time you wash them, it keeps them from fading! Cool huh?!

  • August 8, 2009 - 11:48 pm

    thebellalife - WOW Alexa… look at you. Im so impressed. Im going out and buying more vinegar today.

    KEIGHLEY

  • August 9, 2009 - 7:41 am

    Liz Coffey - Best price for your vinegar is COSTCO! Gallons of it for cheap!

  • August 9, 2009 - 10:13 am

    thebellalife - Hi Liz-

    That is good to know. Now that I see how many cleaning uses vinegar has, I may be able to get through a gallon in 2-3 years (instead of 10) ;-)

    Alex- I too am impressed.

    ~Camberley

Hey folks! I am typing as fast as my pain pills will allow. Which actually isn’t going too hot, because when I read it sober it reads as if my 4 year old niece wrote it. Anyways look out for Part II of the installment tomorrow. In the meantime check out this piece of mess!!!

Looking Happy Doing My Walking Rounds!

Looking Happy Doing My Walking Rounds!

I had to black out the boob-age area due to lack of undergarments. I wanted to keep the site rated PG! If you want to see the R-rated photo send me a personal message and maybe I’ll send it to you. Its lots of laughs!

 

UPDATE: So my husband saw that I put this picture on the site and reacted with ” UGGHHH….. (silence)” So I just want to clarify I was not just creepily looking at the floor for fun and yes I realize what I look like in this photo. My sister told me to look sick as she took it and this is what she got from me. ha.

xoxo Keighley

 

  • August 8, 2009 - 1:11 pm

    Sonia - YIKES! So sorry you have been so sick. Anxious to hear the rest of the story. Hope you are on the mend!

  • August 8, 2009 - 11:44 pm

    Krystal - Oh Keighley, what would I do without you?! That picture is priceless. Get better soon!!

(BEWARE: this post is full of drama)

                I have beaten the odds. I have stared death in the face. I have seen the light. This is how I feel after this past weekend. Actually those three little sentences aren’t dramatic enough  to describe how I feel. (hysterical much?) I am not fully recovered, but I am on the mend. In the meantime, I have these amazing little things called Vicodin that make me feel real good. It is 11:45 pm right now, and about thirty minutes ago I took 2 of these lovelies.

                 The only reasons I’m posting about this experience is because 1.)My sister plastered a post on the blog saying I was sick 2.)My mom has mentioned on the blog I would do this. 3.) I am on drugs and 4.) There are some funny moments that may make you chuckle.

                I am actually quite embarrassed by the words of encouragement and love left via facebook, phones, texts, and blog. I was hoping this ordeal would pass with only my mom and siblings knowing but, my wish did not come true. Anyways, for all of you that have been so sweet and given more attention then needed to my cause… Thank you.  (A Cause??? Well a 1 day stint in the hospital)

 How It Began:   Michael and I had planned a quick getaway to Scottsdale for some much needed R&R. We were actually suppose to go up to Flagstaff to stay at my dads’ house but, due to some unfortunate events, quickly changed destinations. We were both beyond thrilled because we booked a couple days at the Hotel Valley Ho.  Have you seen it? Well check it out.

The Ho!

The Ho!

Amazing right??? So after Michael had finished work on Saturday we headed to the Ho. When we got there I quickly realized the place was even better than the pictures. Not only was a DJ playing some great tunes, but there were loads of hideous drunk people acting insane. (I love people watching!) Michael and I were giddy and were positive things couldn’t get better… Oh was I wrong.  As I pulled the key-card out of the scanner and opened the door to our suite, my knees became weak, and a choir of angels starting singing. Because there standing in the middle of our room was a glorious, white, porcelain, free-standing, hunk of TUB. (We all know about my obsession)

laaaaaa

laaaaaa

There. Are. No. Words.

       Excuse my drooling and abnormal excitement… it was a great tub. So anyways, after opening & shutting every nook and cranny in our room and flipping through the TV channels we decided to go EAT! There is plenty I could write about, but I will sum it up for you. The rest of the night consisted of Mahi Mahi, watching singles and not so single people flirt at the Hotel Bar, sitting on a patio drinking Diet Cokes, trying to spy on some girls Sweet 16 party, and lots of laughter. It was PERFECT! At one point Michael told me that this was one of the best nights he had in months. (This makes me feel even more crappy for getting sick) Around 10pm we headed back to our room and immediately I started feeling sick. I didn’t want to ruin the night so I decided I would take a bath, order a movie, and go to sleep. My poor husband is dragged to the doctors or Urgent Care monthly because of me so I was damned and determined to get through the night. After 3 Advil’s, 2 baths, and 100 exclamations of “Its Just Cramps” to Michael I finally fell asleep around midnight. 

      At 1:15 am I was rudely awakened by a pain I can only describe as a Machete being stabbed into my chest cavity, 110 degree fever, and a bear claw slashing away at my intestines. Waking up feeling like this I decided the best form of action was to stumble into the toilet room. As I sat down on the toilet fully clothed, a f-ing DEMON took over my body. Within 30 seconds I knew something was very wrong. It was so wrong that I fell off the toilet, and started loosing conscienceness. This was when the thought that I was dying seriously went through my mind. I was so sure I was a goner that my main objective was to wake up Michael so I could say goodbye. YES, I WAS THAT DRAMATIC! I WAS PLANNING MY FAREWELL TO MY HUSBAND! So in what I believed was going to be the last few seconds of my life on earth, I began to crawl…

The end to part 1. I’m drugged, tired, and my grammer stinks….

xoxoxo Keighley

  • August 6, 2009 - 1:16 pm

    Liz Coffey - Oh Keighly, you’re killing me. This is like seeing a great movie( Die hard) and you can’t wait to hear in your case what Mel is going to do next! The suspense is keighlying me! Come on finish the story!

  • August 6, 2009 - 5:00 pm

    Lara Stowell - This is awesome (sorry). Please post the rest. ASAP!

  • August 7, 2009 - 6:30 pm

    thebellalife - I am writing as fast as my pain pills allow. Thanks for reading

    keighley

  • August 8, 2009 - 2:28 pm

    Liz Coffey - I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were really in such pain. I hope you’re on the mend soon! Until then I’ll have to read my Nancy Drews! LOl

  • August 8, 2009 - 11:50 pm

    thebellalife - Liz- I was in horrible pain until the morphine. After I got to the hospital I promise I wasn’t so dramatic and hysterical. As you can tell, I don’t do well in tense situations.

    keighley

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