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So maybe I've done a scrapbook or two in my day. I designed some prints for my wedding in photoshop. There is that one time I sewed a quilt back in young women's, but then I hastily completed it leaving it as a fixer-up project for later on. Today is the later on, except I haven't even touched that blanket. It's in the bin with the wanna-be projects.

Due to some friends in the ward, I had an excuse to work on something specific. I have wanted to make a wreath for the front door for quite some time. I see them all over pinterest and they look so darn cute. Mr Smith doesn't do well without offering a comment or two regarding crafts, but I know he'll suck this one up =) (He told me this morning that someone stole it off the front door. I just shot him a dirty look and said don't you dare touch it).

It took a lot more time and stiff arms that I realized, but I finished it between the hours of 12 PM and 10 PM (on and off). I think I wanted to do more, getting ideas from sites like this, but I'm happy with my nautical/BYU/patriot wreath. 

I'll call this one a success! I made it out of a pool noodle when I realized how expensive a plain foam wreath is in the store.  The dollar store did me one better.


The total cost was $6.00 - less than the price of one foam wreath regular priced! (and honestly less than that because I had so much yarn left over)
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