Workin’ With What Ya Got- Alphabet Sign or Why My Five Year Old Will Struggle With Reading

I have a burst of energy to blame for this latest project.
I was down in the basement back in January and wanted to clean up a corner where I store my craft supplies, Goodwill finds that I just know I can turn in to something special and old frames etc..Aka- my “craft cemetery”.Then I noticed this old piece of artwork:

 

The above is a piece of artwork my mom bought for me.

The above is a piece of artwork my mom bought for me.
I had held on to this for a long time.
But there was a reason I never gave it to Goodwill or sold it at a garage sale.
This was bought for me at a time in my life when life wasn’t looking very good at all.

When I was 23, I was engaged to be married.
We had everything planned, I had a dress, the church was booked, the reception site was paid for, yadda yaddda.
Then three weeks before the event, my fiancé called off the wedding.
Over the phone.

It was so devastating for so many reasons but it was one of the darkest I can ever remember my life being at the time.
It was my parents who were my guiding light during this time.
My dad wrote the most amazing letter to all of our guests, my mom took care of cancelling all the arrangements and making sure I had a houseful of friends around to get me through those first weeks.
And, she decided, that if I was going to be living home a little longer than expected, I should have a happy room to be living in.
She ordered me new bedding, pillows and decorative touches that only a mom could do.
Which included the above artwork.

And every time I looked at it, I thought of how much that gesture meant to me.
Not how awful the breakup was but how amazing my family was.
How loved, protected and completely safe I felt.
But through the years, this piece of artwork got lost among moves, decor changes and no real place for it in any room.
So it was banished to my “craft cemetery”.

Until one cold day in January when I decided that it needed to be a part of my world again.
Only updated.
And painted a different color.
And mod podged.
More on this later….

I got this print for a dollar at the flea market last September:

 

I don't know why it struck me but I liked the simplicity of the letters. That sounded so, I don't know, snobby to me.

I don’t know why it struck me but I liked the simplicity of the letters.
That sounded so, I don’t know, snobby to me.

I liked how cool it looked.

Yes.
Much better.

And I also knew that I wanted it in my youngest daughter’s room.
I don’t know why, actually.
I mean, it could go anywhere in my house.
Except my 13 year olds room.
I have been told by “someone” that I have given up decorating control of her room until it becomes a sewing room after “someone” gets married.
Which is so silly since I don’t sew.
Or ever intend to.

First I wanted to get rid of the oak frame but in the process of  making a mistake spray painting, ended up painting both the frame and the picture.
With white spray paint.
I am a trained professional.

 

A moment of silence for the 1993 floral wreath.......

A moment of silence for the 1993 floral wreath…….
I continued painting it white with about 3 coats of spray paint.
It didn’t have to be perfect because I was putting the alphabet print on top of this.
So I focused most of the painting on the oak frame.
Then I placed the print on top of the glass and centered it:

 

Upside down pictures is what you can expect of this blog.

Upside down pictures is what you can expect of this blog.
I never disappoint.
Unless you like photography studio quality pictures.
Then I totally disappoint.

Add a little of this:

 

Fancy glue.

 

Fancy glue.

Let it dry and you have this:

 

See the gap? Mind the gap. MIND THE GAP, PEOPLE.

See the gap?
Mind the gap.
MIND THE GAP, PEOPLE.

I added the felt bird and flowers at the last-minute.
I got them at Michael’s last summer for 50 cents for a package and they too were in my “craft cemetery”.
I felt like it softened it up a bit since this was going in a five-year old girls room.

 

Now I know what you are thinking. The alphabet. It isn't in order.

Now I know what you are thinking.
The alphabet.
It isn’t in order.
I didn’t even realize this until I slapped the mod podge on it.
I am also the person who just realized it is called mod podge.
Not modge podge.
What I have called it for years.
In front of other people and maybe even in a blog post.
Or two.
Or 15.

So when my daughter tells her kindergarten teacher that “yes, the letter v comes after the letter k because it is on my wall in my room”, I will show her this blog post.
And be voted Mom of the Year by the school district.

 

And now the special artwork has a special place in a special room.

 

And now the special artwork has a special place in a special room.
Not in the basement.

17 thoughts on “Workin’ With What Ya Got- Alphabet Sign or Why My Five Year Old Will Struggle With Reading

  1. Shannon from Deepest Worth

    Kari, next time you see your mother, give her an extra hug and tell her it is from your friend, Shannon, in Illinois, for being so incredibly awesome.
    Seriously, I hope that if I were the mother (and father) in that situation, I would do the same thing.

  2. Melanie

    Thanks for sharing the story behind the original artwork, even though it was a sad one. What a great mom you have! Your crafting sounds a little bit like mine…fool around with some stuff (mainly spray paint) and next thing you know, you have some great art work. Looks adorable in your daughter's room.

  3. lorihokie

    Oh I LOVE it! ALL of it. The craft cemetery (I have one too, but it's more of a hospice), and the MODGE Podge. I *still* call it that and I don't care who corrects me!

    I just bought some sparkly MODGE Podge that I have yet to use. It's in ICU right now.

  4. Just Jen

    First, will your mom adopt me? I love her already.

    Second, I think Rosie O'Donnell calls is Modge Podge too. So do I. I have some and I don't know how to do it. WIll you come over to my house and do crafts with my kids one day? They'd be thrilled!!!!

    Third, you rock.

  5. Amber D

    Oh my goodness, I just found you via the "Whats Shaken Party" I love this project (I'm going to steal it and do something similer for my daughters room.)

    I also love your writting style…I'm following you just because of this post!

    Amber