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Welcome everyone!

My name is Everly Loverly and I want to welcome you to my blog.

I have tranisitioned my blogs @everlyloverly and @thefavoredone from Tumblr to this platform.  I do still reblog a lot of things on both accounts, but have moved all of my original content here.

My content is a little eclectic at the moment, as I’m trying to settle in on the themes that I want to be permanent fixtures on the site.  So, I’m currently just throwing a lot of things that interest me at the wall, so to speak, to see what sticks.  

Please help me out by liking any posts that interest you.  Thanks and hope you enjoy your time here!

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Posted in Spells, Witchcraft

Keep Out Spell

A spell to keep a specific person from trespassing on your property.  You may be able to tweak it to cover any trespasser, but I can’t speak as to how effective that would be.

This is a good spell for closet witches, since the items are extremely available and shouldn’t raise any suspicions on their own (most are probably in your spice rack right now!)

Note that all ingredients should be DRY in order to keep the spell as long as you wish.

Also, I always leave a backdoor to spells like this, so that the target can easily avoid the negative effects if they simply avoid the action you are trying to stop.

Cast on a new moon for maximum effectiveness.

You will need:

  • A small jar or box (an origami box works well, there are plenty of easy tutorials on YouTube.  If using a glass container, it should be opaque so that no light can get in.  You can paint the outside of it black if you like)
  • A taglock of your target (I’ve always found that hair works best, but you can also use a picture of them or just write their name on a piece of paper)
  • Unbrewed coffee grounds (it’s very important that you do not use decaf!)
  • Chili powder (or the hottest powdered pepper you can find)
  • Alum salt (this is a salt for pickling, can be picked up at most any grocery store)
  • Dirt from the property you are protecting
  • A length of white string, ribbon or yarn.

Do your pre-spell cleansing, warding, and grounding and gather all your items.  Cast a circle if you like (I highly recommend it for this particular spell).

Place the dirt in the container and say, “This is my land and I rule here.”  Focus on the fact that this place is yours.

Place the taglock on top of the dirt and say, “This is my land and you are not welcome here.” Visualize the person and be careful not to accidentally bury the taglock in the dirt.

Sprinkle the coffee grounds on the taglock and say, “You will know nothing but restlessness and anxiety while you are here.”

Sprinkle the chili powder on top while saying, “ You will know nothing but torment and misery while you are here.”

Sprinkle the alum salt while saying, “You will know nothing but bitterness and strife while you are here.”

Take a moment and visualize your target experiencing the spell – miserable beyond belief.  Focus your energy and charge the spell box.

Place the string on top, looping it, and say, “But one you leave, then all is well.  To my land, I bind this spell.”

Visualize them leaving your property and the spell’s effects fading from them.

Close and seal the container (with wax or even superglue).  Place it in a dark place in/on your property until it’s no longer needed.  It doesn’t usually need charged – once your target feels the effects, they tend to just avoid the area indefinitely.  But you can certainly charge it occasionally if you like.

Don’t forget your after spell care, cleansing, grounding, etc.  This spell may drain quite a bit of energy from you.

Note that apartment dwellers can adjust the spell by using a small amount of fibers from your carpet in place of the dirt.

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Rituals and superstitions for the new year

I don’t know if it’s the same everywhere, but here in the southern U.S., there are so very many superstitions regarding the new year that it isn’t funny.  Most them are fun and harmless though, so why not?  

Get your life in order

So the first superstition is that the state of everything in your life on New Year’s Day will determine how it will be for the remainder of the year.  So, if for example you have 3 weeks worth of laundry in your hamper, you’re not going to be keeping on top of it during the year.  So, the days leading up to New Year’s are filled with cleaning, organizing and taking care of things.  Here are some ideas:

  1. Clean your space. 
    This is one of my favorite things to do at the end of the year.  Do your laundry, clean everything, organize everything, throw out anything that you don’t need or use.  Go through your closets, go through your cupboards, go through that junk drawer.  If you haven’t used it in forever (especially if it’s cheap to replace if you do end up needing it in the distant future), chuck it in the trash!  You’re going to start this year with a clean, fresh space!  It’ll feel wonderful when you’re done.  And since you got rid of all that junk that you don’t need or use, it will be easier to keep that way throughout the year!
  2. Cleanse your space
    Throw open the curtains and blinds, even the windows if you can.  Get some light and fresh air into your space.  Burn some incense or scented candles.  Sweep the dirt and negative energy out with a broom (sweeping left to right, I was taught).  Play some upbeat music.  Put on a show or comedy routine that makes you laugh out loud.  Fill your space with clean and happy energy!
  3. Stock your pantry/fridge.
      This is something that my family believed in big time.  A full pantry and fridge on New Year’s Day assures that you will not go hungry in the coming year.  Now, don’t waste money that you don’t have on doing this and if you’re going to stock up, make sure that most of it is shelf stable foods that you will eat.  If nothing else, you’ll be stocking up for a time when you may not be able to buy too many groceries.  My family also liked to bring canned and dry goods to family members that might not be doing so well, to try to help change their luck. 
  4. Bills, charge accounts and bank accounts.
      This one is a little tricky.  If you pay off everything you owe, you may not have much left in your bank account.  So your new year will be debt free, but also you’ll be broke.  I always try to find a healthy balance between making sure that my most important bills are paid and keeping as much money as possible in my account until after New Year’s Day.  Honestly, I feel like my bank account is more important, as long as I’m not past due on anything.  But I also don’t have hardly any debt, so make your own judgments…
  5. Repair old relationships. 
    Make amends with people you’ve wronged.  Apologize to anyone you’ve hurt (intentionally or unintentionally). Reach out to old friends or family that you’ve lost contact with. Call your parents.  Call your grandparents.  Visit them if you can.  Make sure that all of your relationships are as much in good shape as you can – don’t let festering wounds, disagreements, or misunderstandings follow you into the new year.

Now, claim that new life!

On New Years Day, it’s time to start claiming all the things that you’ve begun manifestating over the last few days.  Start the year off right and take your first steps in the right direction!

  1. Do something that makes you truly happy. 
    This can literally be anything you want.  Like books?  Spend an hour reading, maybe curled up under a blanket with a nice cup of tea.  Like gaming? Set aside some time to play your favorite game.  Nature lover?  Take a hike, there’s probably not going to be a lot of people out today, it’s perfect!  Simply put, take some time today to do whatever makes you smile and set the tone for the rest of your year!
  2. Connect with your favorite people. 
    Lunch with your best friend?  Cards with your mom?  Watching football with Dad?  Set up a time to meet with at least one of your favorite people today and hang out.  Being with the people we love and care about is important, so be sure to make time in your day.  You want to make sure these people are a big part of your life in the coming year. 
  3. Practice self care. 
    Light some candles. Take a bubble bath.  Sip a nice glass of wine.  Listen to some soothing music.  Do all of that at once!  Or meditate, do yoga or just be still and quiet.  Anything that relaxes and refreshes you.  Doing this today will ensure that you will find time to do it regularly in the future.
  4. Eat the New Year’s Prosperity meal.
      Oh, you didn’t really think that we were going to talk about Southern superstitions without mentioning food, did you?  Well you’re wrong, because our superstition dictates exactly what you’ll be eating for dinner.  Pork (any kind is okay, but most prefer chops or loin roast), greens (spinach, mustard or creasy are fine), blackeyed peas, potatoes (preferably fried) and cornbread.  Also, make sure that your salt shaker is completely full before serving/eating the meal. And remember, the more you eat, the better! Especially for the pork, greens and blackeyed peas (which symbolize wealth and prosperity).
  5. Get in bed at a decent hour.
      Come on, are you really going to set yourself up to be tired for the next year?  Do you really want to do that to yourself?  No, I didn’t think so!

All right, you’ve got some direction, now get out there and start working on your manifestation!  You are a smart, strong and wonderful person and I know that you can do this!

If anyone has any other New Year’s superstitions, please add them in the comments.

~Blessings y’all!

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It Looked Right At Me…

The following is shared with full permission of the author, Reddit user Aeboco. Originally posted here in NoSleep:

The property that my father built his house on is haunted. That has never been in dispute. The property has been owned by my family since at least the early 1800’s. Several of my ancestors are buried on the property, although no one is quite sure exactly where. The notes in the family bible are vague: “We buried Grandma Polly under her favorite oak tree -September 1851.” Any markers that might have once existed are long gone now.

At the edge of the property is the state road, and beyond that is the subdivision built on an old graveyard that I’ve spoken of before. My father’s house sits on a clearing 500 yards east of that subdivision and 200 yards west of a large creek. And it seems to be where any restless entities like to gather.

My father is a no-nonsense, ex-military, down to earth kind of guy. But while building the house in 1989, something happened. He has never spoken of it to me, I only know that before we moved in the house, it was blessed. And I’m not talking about your traditional “Watch over and bless all who live here” prayers.

My father gathered seven ordained ministers. They blessed the house, anointed the walls inside and out with holy water and remained in the house praying from sundown to sun up. Incense and sage was burned. These were all men that my father knew personally, a couple of them were his close friends. Not a single one would ever set foot back on the property after that night, nor speak of what might have happened.

The first night in our new house, I was 12. As everyone settled down for the night, my father came in my room to say goodnight. We chatted for a few minutes, about the house and move before he became quiet. We sat in silence for a moment, then he took a deep breath and began to speak very seriously.

“I want you to know that you are safe here.” He paused a moment before continuing, “You might hear or even see things here, things that might frighten you. But you need to know that as long as you are in the house, you’re safe and nothing can hurt you.” His gaze drifted to the window and the pitch black outside it.

“We can’t keep everything out, there’s too much here. But we made sure the bad ones can’t get in.” He was talking more to himself at this point and I’m not even sure he realized that he was speaking out loud. He stared at the darkness outside so long that I looked too, expecting to see something outside. But the night was so dark, the glass only acted as a mirror. Finally, he seemed to rouse himself and looked at me again.

“No matter what you see, or what you hear, as long as you are inside it can’t hurt you. Nothing bad can get in here. But if you ever hear anything outside in the dark, you come get me. And whatever you do, don’t look at it and don’t EVER speak to it.”

He looked at me and I nodded, but that wasn’t enough. “Promise me! You’ll never speak to anything that’s out in the dark! And never go out after dark alone!” His insistence frightened me, but I agreed in a trembling voice. He smiled weakly and squeezed my shoulder.

After he left, I found myself staring at the window, trying to see past the reflection of the room into the dark. It was a long time before I drifted off that night.

I did see and hear many things at that house. And true to my father’s word, everything that I saw inside the house seemed harmless. There was a man dressed in old fashioned clothes that I would see standing behind me in reflections. He never seemed sinister, just watched me as though wondering who I was. When I would turn around, no one was there. Sometimes, I would hear a woman humming or even quietly singing the hymn “Amazing Grace”. Or during the night, I would hearing what sounded like a child sobbing in my closet.

When the moon was full, you could see them outside – shadows of children running through the yard at the edge of the woods , or the man in the white shirt who walked slowly along the creek, back and forth all night. I was always alone when it happened and passed it off to an overactive imagination for years. Until I heard the same stories from others, some who lived there while I did, some who moved in long after I’d moved out. I never spoke of anything that happened there until many years later.

On nights when there was no moon though, something else walked outside. I never saw it, but I heard it many times. It seemed to take a special interest in me. It would beat on the wall, the sound of angry knocking. Sometimes, it rapped on the window; a window that was 15 feet off the ground. Other nights, I would hear it walking on the roof, slow, heavy clunking steps from one end of the house to the other. As if it were searching for a way in. In the beginning, I would wake my father when it happened. But after a year or so, I just began to ignore it. I think that made it angry. I also began to think of it as something weak. That is a mistake that I have always regretted making.

It was my father, stepmother, older stepsister and I for the first year or so. At one point, my 15 year old step cousin came to stay with us – his parents couldn’t keep him out of trouble and thought my dad could help. None of my step family ever mentioned encountering anything strange; my father simply warned them of the wild animals in the nearby woods and that seemed to keep them indoors at night.

Until one night, a bunch of the adults decided to go out together and somehow decided that our house was the best place for all the kids to hang out.

My dad gathered all of us in the living room and admonished us not to venture outside. “There are dangerous things out there – mountain lions, bears, copperheads and such.” I locked eyes with him and nodded slightly. He had just silently put me in charge of keeping everyone inside and safe.

It was me (14/F), my stepsister, Sally (17/F), my step cousin, Will (15/M), Kelly (13/F), Stacy (13/F) and Stacy’s younger brother, John (12/M).

Fortunately, it was cold that night and no one had any interest in going outside. This was in 1992 and there was no cable TV in our area. We made nachos and argued over which movie to watch. We tried playing a board game and ended up in the kind of argument that only Monopoly can produce. Finally, Kelly and Stacy suggested telling ghost stories. At first it was fun, until we realized that no one had any stories the others hadn’t heard before. Then Sally decided that we should have a seance.

Now, you would think that the idea of communicating with the dead, in a house that I knew was haunted, would frighten me. But remember, I had been assured that nothing evil could get inside the house (and to this day, that seems to be the truth). We all thought it was a great idea. We pulled the coffee table to the middle of the living room, and placed lit candles on it. We turned off all the lights and sat in a circle on the floor around the table.

Sally began, calling out to “whatever may be on the other side of the veil”. She asked the kind of silly questions that you’d expect, “Who will I marry? Does John have a crush on anyone?”, etc. Then Will chimed in, pretending he was possessed by the ghost of Julia Childs (and doing a creepily accurate imitation of her). We were all rolling with laughter.

Then Sally gasped and dramatically announced that she sensed an evil spirit. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to scare the younger kids. I chimed in, “Yes…yes, it wants something….it wants….souls.” The younger kids giggled nervously as Sally and I “communed” with the evil spirit.

“No,” Will corrected, “it wants one of us. Mwahaha!”

“Yes! Yes!” Sally hissed. We were really getting into it now. I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth.

“It’s watching you. It knows what you did. It knows what you are. And its coming for you…” I was proud of the creepy whisper effect I’d produced. I could hear one of the younger kids gasp. Sally began to hum, a low, steady buzz. I continued to rock and repeat “It’s coming for you.” in my creepy whisper. Any second now, Will would do the jump scare and I steeled myself for it. I figured he’d yell boo and smack the table.

Instead, he let out the most gut wrenching scream that I’ve ever heard. That scream was pure, unadulterated terror. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He was staring past the younger kids, out the window. His face was white and he was trembling, his breath coming out in grunts.

We all turned to the window in unison. The candlelight faintly reflected us against the glass, but beyond the window was pitch black darkness. There was nothing there, but we all stared as Will shakily whispered, “Did you see it? Did you see it?!? It looked right at me!” We turned back to him shaking our heads, we’d seen nothing.

“Jesus Christ, what was it, IT LOOKED RIGHT AT ME!!!”

Will jumped up and began turning on the lights. He paced back and forth, clearly upset. The rest of us just looked at each other uneasily. It was clear that this was no longer a joke.

Will mumbled to himself as he paced and no longer seemed to be aware of the rest of us. His pacing took him farther across the house each time and he was becoming more and more agitated. As he paced into the kitchen, we all looked at each, unsure what to do. And that’s when we heard the back door open, then slam shut. I ran to the door, hoping to catch Will before he was too far away. I turned on the porch light, illuminating a large portion of the back yard. I thought I saw movement at edge of the light, but it was gone before I could be certain.

I opened the door and called out for Will, being careful not to cross the threshold. The others crowded around me in the doorway and called out. We listened but there was only silence. For about five minutes, nothing moved or made a sound.

And then a loud crash came from the woods. It moved along the creek, sounding like something was knocking down trees as it went. Outside the small circle of light the the porch light provided, the darkness was unbroken. We couldn’t see what made the noise, but it sounded huge.

Then we heard Will scream. It was an agonized wail, that didn’t seem like it would ever end. And then the sound began to move, as if something had him and was speeding off into the woods with him. His screams continued until they were too faint to be heard.

We stood there in the new silence, hearts racing, pale and shaking. I closed the door and locked it. And then I locked all the other doors. We sat in the living room, silently staring at the floor until our parents arrived a couple of hours later. The others babbled incoherently about a monster as they tried to explain Will’s disappearance. I just sat quietly, ashamed.

I should have known better.

I should have closed the curtains.

I should have said no to the seance.

I should have kept my mouth shut when Sally spoke of evil spirits.

I should have kept them safe.

The adults wanted to search for Will, but my father assured them that he was just acting out again, trying to scare us and that he would come back when he got cold or hungry. He finally convinced them all to go home. My stepmother and stepsister finally went to bed; it was obvious that both knew something was wrong, but they trusted my father to take care of it.

I sat on the couch in silence and watched as my father got out his hunting rifles, inspecting each one carefully. He never spoke, but I could feel his disappointment rolling off of him in waves. We sat in the dark, watching the windows. But nothing ever came back.

At some point, I fell asleep and my father carried me to my bed. I woke up late the next day, so I only know what my stepsister told me.

My father went into the woods after sun had risen. It took him nearly an hour to find Will. He was sitting under an oak tree, rocking and whispering to himself. He wouldn’t acknowledge my father at all. My father had to half carry him back to the house. The entire time he whispered incessantly, “it’s looking at me, it’s looking at me, it’s looking at me.” As far as I know, that’s all he ever said from that day on.

He was taken to the hospital, where they ran tests. After several weeks, they finally diagnosed him as having had a schizophrenic break. He was committed to a mental ward.

Things were tense for a long while at home. I withdrew from everything and my family worried about me. But I couldn’t talk to them, not even my father. Every night, the same thoughts ran through my head.

I should have known better.

I should have closed the curtains.

I should have said no to the seance.

I should have kept my mouth shut when Sally spoke of evil spirits.

I should have kept them safe.

I waited for the knocking sounds each night. But days went by, then weeks and then months without them. I slowly came out of my shell. I began to convince myself that Will had been mentally unstable. The sounds we heard in the woods were made by him, as he ran from the imagined terrors in his troubled mind.

I began to ignore the strange things that I heard and saw in the house. I told myself they weren’t real and eventually, they stopped happening. I did develop recurring headaches after that, but headaches seemed like a fair trade for not being crazy. Because I had finally convinced myself that I had made all of it up. And since my father didn’t speak if it anymore, that was easy to believe.

Until the fall of 1997. I was getting ready to start college and life was wonderfully hectic. I stayed up late one night and finally passed out from sheer exhaustion. I was sound asleep when it rapped at my window. My window that is 15 feet off the ground.

If there’d been no moon, I wouldn’t have looked, so ingrained was the superstition even though I no longer believed it. But the moon was full and there was plenty of light. Even so, I couldn’t see it at first. It’s outline seemed to shift and sway, as though it couldn’t decide what it wanted to be. I tried to convince myself that it was the shadow of a tree blowing in the wind. But then it tightened into a solid figure.

And there at my window, stood Will. Except it obviously wasn’t Will, this thing looked like 15 year old Will, not the 20 year old he actually was. It smiled at me, its lips pulling back farther than humanly possible. Its eyes were swirling black and it had more teeth than my brain could process. It spoke then, and its gravelly voice will haunt me to my grave.

“I’m looking at you now.”

I hid in my closet for the rest of the night. As soon as dawn broke, I went to my parents room, but they are already gone. I got in my car and drove straight to the college. When my parents called, I expected to be lectured for leaving without saying goodbye. But they wanted to apologize for not being home. Sometime during the night, they’d received a call. Will had passed away in his sleep. I wasn’t surprised.

That night, something rapped at my dorm window. It knocked for hours, but I hid my head under the covers. I didn’t sleep. The next night, it happened again. My roommate arrived the next day and I hoped her presence would keep it at bay.

But the knocking came again that night. My roommate didn’t hear it. I tried to ignore it. But after weeks of the knocking, every night, I couldn’t go on. I dropped out and went back home. My father welcomed me back. My stepmother did not. She didn’t understand and we wouldn’t explain. Their marriage eventually fell apart. I wanted to feel guilty , but nothing could have pried me from that house, where I knew I was safe.

Its been almost twenty years. My father showed me how to protect a house, so that it can’t get in. We suspect it has to be invited in, but I take no chances. I was finally able to move out on my own. But I cannot go outside before sunrise and must always be back before dusk.

Only my father knows the truth. Everyone else thinks I’m nyctopohobic. But I’m not afraid of the dark.

I’m afraid of what walks in the dark, rapping at my window and wearing other people’s faces.

I’m afraid, because it’s looking at me now.

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Why am I like this?

Me, every summer: It’s so hot. I’m melting. Why is it so hot? I’m not going to survive. I’m going to die of heat stroke.

Also me, every winter: I can no longer remember a time when there was warmth.

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Week of December 17th

The Week Ahead Spread

Starting point – where you are spiritually as the week begins

Queen of Cups

After the difficulties of the last several weeks, you have finally regained control of your emotions.  You have emerged more sensitive and yet more mature. This comes from a deep foundation of caring and love that you are once again able to draw upon.  You are once again ready to take on the role of a nurturing and guiding spirit.

Checklist – what have you not completed/learned/dealt with from last week?

2 of Cups

Your romantic relationship continues to need strengthening.  It must become a strong and safe shelter for you when you need to retreat from the world.  You need to continue striving to regain the balance and harmony with your love that your soul requires.


Directions – what did you learn/deal with/complete last week?

The Hanged Man

Last week, you made some hard decisions concerning what things in your life were prospering you and what things were burdening you needlessly.  You removed some negative relationships from your life, in order to nurture your higher self.  You also made decisions and plans for dealing with habits that are harmful for you. 

The ability to make these decisions will continue to prosper you in the future. 

Check point – what will be the greatest opportunity for you this week?

Prince of Swords

There will be an opportunity for you to use your natural creativity and intuition to prove yourself.  You must be mindful however to not to make wild assumptions.  While a healthy dose of skepticism is advised, be sure that you have all the facts before passing judgement.

Wrong turn – what will be the greatest challenge that you will face this week?

Knight of Cups

You are still dealing with inner conflict and turmoil from the negative experiences of the past year.  You need to continue working through these feelings, taking the necessary time to deal with them and not just sweeping them under the rug.

You may also face conflict with someone who plays a role as a father figure in your life. Take care that your personal feelings from other matters do not cause unnecessary issues.

Rest area – what is the best way to practice self care this week?

Ace of Swords

Meditation will serve you best in the following week as a way to help heal and refresh your mind.

Pursuing an interest that you’ve had on the back burner will also help you to get rid of some of the emotional turmoil that may still be lingering. Restarting that hobby that you set aside will give you a sense of fulfillment that is much needed right now.

Destination – what will be the greatest lesson that you will face this week?

The Emperor

It is time to re-establish the structure and order of your life.  You have floated in uncertainty far too long.  Look to authority figures in your life for stability in the interim.

Take control of your life and be assertive with those who balk at the change in you.  

Travel tips – what do you need to know to navigate through this week better/easier?

The Lovers – 3 of Disks – Princess of Disks

Look to your partner during this time, for nurturing and strength.  Be mindful of a large decision that may loom on the horizon and force you to make a difficult choice.  But do not worry, for you have already been tested and found to be qualified.  Pay special attentions to your work relationships, they may need strengthening and doing so will only aid your success.  Be ready for the new beginning that you have embarked upon to grow suddenly as if it has a mind of its own.  Be sure to keep yourself grounded and centered, lest your emotions overtake you again.

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Christmas Crafting

So I made a thing.  And I’m really proud of the thing.  Can I show you the thing?

Okay, I know the picture quality leaves something to be desired, but it’s a Christmas tree!  You see, my mom had a stroke over the summer and she’s been in a rehabilitation center ever since.  And the room that she shares with another lady isn’t big enough for her to really have much in the way of personal items. Which is fine, except that woman is one of the biggest fans of holiday decorations that has ever set foot on the planet.  And somehow, I just felt that a simple wreath on her room door wasn’t going to cut it.

So, when I realized that I had about 50 of those plastic hangers lying around, I made up my mind to do something a lot more cool than just a wreath.  It didn’t take long to see how everything needed to fit together to make it work.  And as an extra bonus, during my trip to the dollar store to pick up some small miniature decorations, I found some battery operated Christmas light necklaces.  Score!

This was supposed to be an animation of the lights flashing, but apparently my phone’s video format isn’t supported. 😦

So, this is absolutely a great alternative for anyone who can’t put up a tree, since it hangs flat against the wall.  Or you could hang it on your door instead of a wreath!  Anyway, here’s the secret:  It’s not hard to make at all!

Here’s what you’ll need:

  • 18 plastic hangers
  • Glue gun and glue sticks
  • Green spray paint
  • Assorted miniature decorations
  • 4 battery operated Christmas light necklaces
  • A pack of miniature red bows
  • One regular size star or angel ornament
  • Optional: garland (one 20 foot strand) and miniature stockings
  • Approximately 3 hours of your time (an hour or so gluing, allowing time for each bond to set; about 30 minutes for painting and another hour or so for decorating)
  • Note that you should let the paint dry in a well ventilated area, preferably overnight!

Step One:

Preheat your glue gun.  Start arranging the hangers to see how they will fit together best.  (I did clip off the arms of the two on the second level with a pair of wire cutters, but it wasn’t absolutely necessary.  I could have made it work without doing that, but the way it looked bothered me for some reason.)

Again, sorry for the crappy quality.  It’s the best my phone can do…

Step Two:
Starting with the top hanger, start gluing each hanger, letting the glue harden in between.  Try to set the hooked part as flatly on the shoulder area as possible, so there is more surface area for the glue to adhere to.
When you apply the glue, fill the tracks of the hook and then set it in place, holding it in place for a few seconds until the glue starts to set.  Then take your glue gun and put a bead all around the edges, like you’re applying caulk.  Be careful though, I burned myself a bunch of times during this step, before I thought to use wooden clothespins to hold them in place while the glue set. 
Tip: Try to do this close to a sink and if you get hot glue on you, immediately run it under cold water.  This will cause the glue to cool, as well as harden so it can be removed more easily.  Keep running the cold water over the burned skin – it will also help minor burns from blistering.

See how the hook is sitting almost completely on the flat shoulder of the other hanger?

Now, let me say that you don’t have to do this many rows if you don’t have enough hangers.  Once you hit the seventh row though, you’ll want to put a third hanger in the row, just to keep everything stable.

Step Three:
Give everything about an hour for the glue to completely harden.  Move to a well-ventilated area and be sure to put down newspapers/old sheets/a tarp to catch any overspray.  Apply the spray paint in a steady sweeping motion, allowing time to dry in between coats. (The paint can should have specific instructions on drying time) 
Allow the paint to dry completely before continuing.  I left mine hanging outside overnight, since the paint that binds to plastic best has some noxious fumes to it.

Step Four: 
Time to start decorating!  I already had the blue bead garland and ornament hooks, so all of this only cost me $9 at my local dollar store.

First, I attached the star, by straightening the hooks and using them to wrap it to the top hanger hook.  After that, I hung the tree on a wreath hook on my china cabinet to make it easier to work with.


Next, I strung the garland, using the red bows (the kind with the twist ties) to secure them to the hangers in strategic spots. Again, I used clothespins to hold the garland in place, so I could be sure I had it distributed evenly on the tree.

After that, I hung the lights (again securing with the bows) and then the decorations.  I got excited when I saw how close I was to being finished and forgot to keep taking pictures.   
Anyway, here’s the finished product:

My mom loves it and people have been coming by her room just to look at it.  So, well worth the time and effort.

Hope you guys enjoyed this, let me know if there’s anything I could improve! (Other than the picture quality, obviously!)

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Loverly Zucchini Bread

This is one of my favorite recipes that I inherited from my family.  It was handed down to me by my great-grandmother and I make it on a regular basis.  It’s super easy to make, you simply follow the instructions exactly and will have moist and yummy zucchini bread in no time!  

This recipe makes two loaves, which makes it perfect for sharing.  

Here are the ingredient correspondences for this recipe.  Remember to take a moment and infuse your intention into each ingredient before you begin the recipe!

  • Vanilla – happiness, luck
  • Salt – protection, purification, healing
  • Zucchini – abundance and prosperity
  • Sugar – for sweetness and joy in life
  • Cinnamon – money, blessing, protection, healing
  • Walnuts – healing, protection

Pro tip: Gather all of your ingredients first and pre-measure if you have enough containers to do so.  

Ingredients:

  • 3 eggs, separated
  • 1 TBSP Vanilla
  • ½ tsp Salt
  • 2 cups grated (packed) Zucchini
  • 1 cup Vegetable Oil
  • ¼ tsp Baking Powder
  • 1 tsp Baking Soda
  • 1 ½ cups Sugar
  • 3 cups flour
  • 2 tsp Cinnamon
  • ½ cup chopped walnuts

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven to 350 ° F (177 ° C)
  2. Separate the egg yolks and whites; set the whites aside.
  3. Beat egg yolks until light and foamy.
  4. Add oil, sugar, vanilla, and zucchini and blend well.
  5. Beat egg whites until stiff and peaks form. Fold into mixture
  6. In separate bowl, mix flour, salt, baking soda, baking powder and cinnamon until well blended.
  7. Add dry ingredients slowly mixing in until well blended.
  8. Divide evenly into 2 greased and floured loaf pans.
  9. Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour. (A toothpick inserted in the center should come out  clean)

Remove from pans when they have cooled enough to touch with your bare hand (still warm, but not hot!) and allow to cool completely on wire rack.

Store leftovers in an airtight container. (2-3 days at room temperature; 7-10 days if refrigerated; up to 6 months if frozen)