Over the past 13 years or so, I've shared a lot of fabric crafts and DIYs. Everything from curtains and furniture skirts to pillows and more. And invariably every time I do, someone says, You're so talented, I wish I could sew . To which I always reply, T rust me, if you can drive a car, you can use a sewing machine . And I mean that. 100%.

Lately, I've been leaning into crafty home decor and thrift flips. Those tend to be my favorite kind of DIYs. Vine covered clocks. Whimsical pin cushions. The pretty projects. However.

During the holidays the most delicious cake arrived on our doorstep. It was a mouthwatering apple spice crumb cake that had everyone fighting for slices. Everyone except me. You see I was more interested in the metal canister it came in.

Oh February, how do I love you? Let me count the ways. Um, actually, maybe that's not the best way to play this game. You see, I'm not really a fan. In my neck of the woods, it's generally too cold, too dark, too snowy and I feel too crunchy and dry all over. Although, to be fair, that's not really February's fault, I mean we're only two days in. It's really winter as a whole that bums me out.

I turned an $2 glass vase into a showstopper by adding air dry clay molds to it. It was an easy craft and a fun idea to upcycle old glass pieces. Get ready friends! This weekend I completed another one of those just for fun crafts. And this one is my favorite so far. It's totally gorgeous, plus it was much easier to do than I expected. It's definitely an -  if I can do it, anyone can  - kind of DIY. I promise. Ok, so what is this fabulous new craft? It's simple, I added clay to a glass vase for a huge upgrade.

Lately, I've been working on a few projects, that I've always wanted to try, but were never at the top of the list. I love crafting, but decorating has always been my true passion. So naturally, I was focused on the product. The DIYs were just a means to an end. I would make things, but only if I had a place for them in my home. It was a lot of fun, but it was also quite limiting.

When you come from a large family, hand me downs are just an expected part of daily life. At least they were when I was growing up. However, while most of my friends considered this practice kind of a bummer, I had a decidedly different perspective. I thought it was great. Of course, I wasn't getting a pair of worn jeans or last season's shoes. Nope.