Who doesn't like a good surprise bag, especially if you are like me and it becomes an addiction.
Just throw a bunch of crap in a bag (which they usually do), mark five bucks on it, and watch this gullible Turtle dive in, touching each bag, wondering what amazing treasures are inside, only to open it up and feel scroogled.
The person behind the counter has their lips slightly turned up
with that "What a sucker" look on their face, and inside you know they are doing the Angry Birds laugh at you. The same one I do when I am driving, and some road bully gets cut off!
This didn't happen to me, once!
I was with all my sisters on a girlie day out. We headed to the John Deere tractor dealership! They have this little area in the parts department partitioned off for farmers wives and farmers husbands, to part with all their hard earned egg money on overpriced green trademarked trinkets.
But sister number two knew exactly where the deals were.
She spends her egg money wisely! She led us to this huge surprise bag bin.
The sales girl was probably peeing her pants watching us feeling all the bags. Ohhh, ahhhh this one is so big! Haha look at this little one!
I decided on a medium sized bag as not to appear too greedy in front of the Surprise Bag Gods. I quickly paid for my thrill package, skipped to the car, ripped it open, only to be surprised with real, usable crap. Most of, which is gone to new homes now, to help clutter their walls,
except for this one item.
I think it was some sort of a miniature candle holder. Too big for birthday candles but too small for tapers. They just had to throw a piece of junk in my bag. My sisters all scored some pretty cool stuff which immediately triggered bag envy. Don't get me wrong, I liked all the crap I got, but isn't the grass always greener? If only I would have grabbed the big bag!
To get to the point, after sitting in my craft room for all these years, I finally found the perfect use for this black piece of sculpture; an Easter Egg holder.
Years of Pysanky has caused me to become quite the hoarder of eggs. I usually throw them in a basket, covered with a grocery bag to keep the dust off, and banish them to the storage room bringing them up only for Pysanky parties. But not this year! This year, all my peeps will see individual Easter eggs surrounded by lovely burning candles for a touch of that Easter ambiance!
I had to glue each egg on the holder, top it off with a crown, and now my bag envy turned into being the envy of bags! Sorry all you suckers....yah that's right, look at me now!
Without further adieu, I give you
Pysanky Candle Holder!
|I mean what is Easter without glitter?|
|You know, I really thought that I would be able to fit seven eggs in there. |
It looked like there was enough room for a pickup truck when I first pulled it out of the closet.
|It just needed something else....|
|I shaved the end of each taper so I could cram it into the little holders!|
|Blew off the excess wax....|
Okay....so it's a wee bit tacky, but that"s what Easter fun is all about...the glitter!!!
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