[ On April 6, 1989, Audrey made the first of two congressional appearances, testifying before the House Select Subcommittee on Hunger. She told the congressmen, "Less than one-half of one percent of today's world economy would be the total required to alleviate the worst aspects of poverty and would meet basic human needs over the next ten years." In her second appearance, in June 1991, she urged a boost in aid for Africa.
"The work Audrey Hepburn did for UNICEF was imperative for us" said Lawrence E. Bruce, Jr., former president and CEO of the US Committee for UNICEF. In 1991, President George Bush gave Audrey the highest honor any individual can receive in the United States - the Presidential Medal of Freedom. She said, "I have been given the privilege of speaking for children who cannot speak for themselves, and my task is an easy one, because children have no political enemies. To save a child is a blessing: to save a million is a God-given opportunity." ]
This is going to sound very hoarder-ish of me...but I may or may not like to save martinelli bottles on occasion.It's a very family celebratory bev-y...and I'm the one who's a tidsy more eager to get to the bottom because I'm like 'woaaaah! craft possibilities! save that bottle!'
So with that said: here's a side story - told in a kind of bullet fashion for expediency.
I went to goodwill (great place to score fabric scraps, ribbons, lace, etc..among other awesome things).
I found this hefty hemp-y string/chord spool. was delighted.
I wrapped it around my wrist lotsa times, played with it, explored its possibilites.
Low & behold: This material had BEEF with me...cause it fiber-glassed me to the rafters.
"ouch" I said.
But this setback doesn't stop Kayla Jean from her craft endeavors.
So I put on my big girl pants and remembered my spare glass bottles
whipped out the hot glue gun (I love that it's called GLUE GUN) (also I love the way hot glue smells. It reminds me of grandma's at churches who love to make wreaths and wear bizzare hats like it ain't no thang.)
grabbed some rubber gloves for protection from hippie rash
(Sufjan Stevens album cover source: google images)
yesterday was one of those'roll up your jeans, plug into Sufjan Stevens, forget-about-it, sun soaking through your flannel' type of afternoons. After that it turned into one of those 'play tag, hugs and kisses, pretend you're on a pirate ship, park with some of your favorite borrowed children' kind of evenings.