Dexterity

I have a friend.... most of you know her, her name is Sarah.  She is crafty, artistic and just all around talented.  We tend to get into projects together, and when I'm in a project with her I tend to feel crafty.  We have been known to dive into painting, house rearranging, flower arranging and lately jewelry making.  I saw this cute hex nut bracelet on a DIY website.  So a couple of nights later at church our  conversation went something like this.

Me: "hey girl you want to make this cute bracelet I found online?"

Sarah: "sure... what do we need?"

Me: "twine and hext nuts"

Sarah: "great... sounds fun!" 

Me: "oh, and dexterity... do you know what that is?"

Sarah: "no, but it's nothing physical so we're set!"

Isn't it cute? I mean who wouldn't want to spend 30 minutes with one of their best friends and crank out some new jewelry?  I love it all layered up.

So the next Tuesday we got together, told our kiddos to play and sat down to make a bracelet.

We had all the tools but got off to a rough start... the kiddos weren't exactly cooperating and the hex nuts weren't exactly braiding onto the twine as easy as the pictures led you to believe they would.

After one and a half hours this is how far we had gotten.  A half eaten pizza and maybe 4 hex nuts on one bracelet.  Bitty Baby in the middle of the table helping, Griffin had eaten about 20 hex nuts but somehow managing to chew them and never swallow one.  He's 21 months old remember.  I still don't understand how he never choked.  Wren had successfully gone down for a nap so we thought we were good to go and start over.

Wrong.

It looked like Mary Elliott, Griffin and Wren decided to make a bracelet.

Wondering now what in the heck was going wrong, and why two level headed somewhat smart thinking adults couldn't accomplish this, I looked at our friend Marty (who happened to be an English major and stopped by because we told her to come make a quick bracelet that was easy) and said "by the way... what does dexterity mean?"

Dexterity: Skill and grace in physical movement, especially in the use of the hands.

Aaahhhhh, No wonder it was under the list of needed items.

Three hours into our fun little morning get together drink a cup of coffee visit and project time this is what Sarah's bracelet looked like and mine was being torn apart all while I was about to pull my hair out. 

Seriously????

Mary Elliott and I ate our weight in pita chips, Sarah and I gave up.  Called it a morning.  And we were done.

I came home and switched gears and decided to make a cute Easter centerpiece for my table.  It was much easier and turned out much better!

 I still couldn't get the bracelet off my mind.... why did the website make it look so easy?

I sat down two nights later, clear minded and kid free.  

I got it... don't ask me what I did.  Maybe no kids, maybe my hands were a bit more still, maybe just luck.  But it worked.

I set it on my wrist and emailed a quick pic to Sarah telling her if we acted quickly I might be able to do it again and finish hers before whatever luck I had come across ran out! 

Woo Hoo! Right?

And then the unthinkable happened.

I cut the string to short and it won't fit.

Twine, hex nuts, dexterity, a dictionary and a sedative.... these are the requirements for this DIY bracelet if anyone is interested!!!