Aren’t these the most awesome pine cones ever? They are HUGE!
I can’t wait to do all sorts of awesome crafts/decor with them. I’ve got tons of ideas floating around in my head for them, but pine cones are so Fall and Winter so for now they’ll go in a box. Sniff. But I just HAD to do something cute with them so I would know I didn’t waste my time trudging through the snow to collect them all.
Okay, cool, they pass the decor test. Whew.
So I’ve got a pretty
great entertaining story about how I came into possession of these totally fabulous pine cones…
We went snowboarding this past weekend at Mammoth Mountain.
On my first run on the first day I went down the
black diamond bunny hill affectionately known as Devil’s Graveyard Sesame Street and managed to fall totally wipe-out (in my defense I hit an ice patch while turning from toe side to heel side).
I landed badly on my side and was in so much pain I just knew my right arm was broken. I was totally brave though and
walked down the mountain with my head held high had to be pulled off the mountain in a sled by the Ski Patrol (so embarrassing!) while i cried hysterically like an idiot (also so embarrassing!).
Here’s me after Ski Patrol had their way with me…
This total wipe-out was the beginning of a series of events that lead to my totally awesome pine cones. From ski Patrol (equivalent to “the nurses office”) I went to the ER for x-rays. Fortunately my arm was NOT broken, but the doctor thought I had a torn rotator cuff in my shoulder and also a
totally broken okay, okay, a hair-line fractured rib (hey, I have to milk this “fracture” for as much as I can!).
All I could think about during this 4-hour might-have-a-broken-arm drama was how on earth I was going to be able to craft and blog! So pathetic, I know. I know. Lucky for you though, my arm is mostly fine (I can’t raise it above my head or reach around behind me) and I can still type! Yay! Plus I’m a lefty (don’t be jealous) and that arm is just fine.
Pine cones. Right. I’m suppose to be getting to a point here. Don’t worry, I’ll tie it all in eventually…
So Friday afternoon all I could do was whine about my arm and my ribs. Every Single Time I would whine about my ribs hurting (one is broken you know! ;)) hubby would say, “Mmmmmm. Ribs….”. So in honor of my fall and my fractured rib (and hurt arm… can’t leave that injury out…) we had BBQ ribs for dinner.
Best. Ribs. Eveh! If you are ever at Mammoth Mountain go eat at Angel’s. Delish.
So the next day daughter and I hit the shops while hubby and son hit the slopes, which brings me to the pine cones…
(Us in the gondola on the way to the summit.)
Daughter and I found a huge pine cone while shopping and ideas for pine cone crafts started popping in my head. We spent the next hour or so trudging through show collecting as many huge pine cones as we could carry.
So there you have it. The tale of how these pine cones came to be.
Wow, that was really anti-climatic. Honestly, I just wanted to talk about my wipe-out but figured since this is a craft blog I needed something to tie it all together. You know, to make it relevant for the blog?!
But just so we’re clear, I was going to collect the pine cones with our without the blog. And if I hadn’t wiped out, I wouldn’t have a huge bag full of the largest pine cones I’ve ever seen. So I guess I’m glad I broke a rib. Kinda.
(At the Summit of Mammoth Mountain. 20 degrees. Crazy strong winds. Over 11k feet.)
I LOVE Spring and Summer, but Fall, come quickly. I’m dying to craft around with these bad boyz… Glitter. Ornaments. Decor. Wreaths. My mind is racing. 🙂
No, I take that back. Fall, stay away as long as possible!!! But when you get here, I’ll be ready!