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Some of the funniest book dedications ever.
From my Evernight Publishing book Two to Tango, going out to Barrowman and Collins.
So, yeah, I have this short story called “The Art of Grant Management” in the Evernight Publishing anthology Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition. If you want to know where I got my inspiration, I like Science Husbands (or, you know, K-Science Husbands). Just saying. http://nicolacameronwrites.com/bookshelf/anthologies/executive-assistant-manlove-edition/
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Where has this been all my life?
So back in 1996, we were living In Montreal, three years into our marriage and pretty much dependent on second-hand furniture (which was fine, because I was pretty good at refinishing/reupholstering it). One of our favorite places to furniture shop was this amazing two-story Salvation Army. On one visit, I stumbled across an old Singer treadle sewing machine that not only had a perfectly functional sewing machine and treadle AND the hand crank parts, but almost all of the original feet.
The only problem? Someone had painted the top very sloppily in thick white latex paint. Which is probably why it had been marked down to CAN$35. We snapped it up with the intention of stripping off the latex paint and refinishing it, turning it back into the grand old lady that it should be.
Yeah, well, the machine came with us to Holland…and then Sweden…and then Texas. Where, upon getting laid off four months after I moved there, I broke down the machine/base with every intention of stripping off the latex paint and refinishing the base as a way of distracting myself from my increasingly shitty financial position. Things being what they were, however, this never happened.
Thirteen years and another (local) move later, I finally decided to clean and organize our garage this month. After I did so, however, I realized the disassembled treadle base took up a fair amount of space along the storage shelves, and I really should do what I’d planned to do eighteen years ago and refinish the damn thing.
So I did. Took me a week to get all the latex dug out of the grain, old veneer stripped off, sanded, cleaned, reassembled, and waxed with paste furniture wax to within an inch of its life, but by God the treadle base looks gorgeous now (and much to my amazement, I could put my hands on all the components — hadn’t lost one of them).
The next thing is to clean and oil the actual sewing machine (which has lived in my office for the last thirteen years), and reattach it to the base, then hook up the belt and take it out for a sewing spin. If it works as well as I remember, I may well make my next quilt on this baby.
This is why I love upcycling old jewelry. These were originally 90s stamped metal earrings covered in chipped red enamel and suspended from ugly flat rings. Got rid of the rings and enamel, added integral holes, painted them gold with green and purple accents, added a gold chain fall and tiny green and purple crystal bangles, and suddenly it’s Mardi Gras. Laissez les bon temps rouler!
Got bitten by the creative bug last weekend (I blame those merry pranksters in Baltimore) and have been experimenting with some new earrings. I have a slew of new stuff I have GOT to put up in the Etsy store Real Soon Now.
I’m mentally calling the earrings shown above my Time Lady earrings. I’m also painting some 80’s style stamped metal earrings that I stripped of their chipped paint coats — we’ll see how well those turns out.
In other news, I sold my “science geeks in love” short story “The Art of Grant Management” to Evernight Publishing for the Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition anthology. I KNEW those years of managing NIH grants for a bunch of undersocialized researchers would eventually come in handy!