Get every last cent out of your powder foundation

I have found an easy way to use up every last bit of make-up powder foundation. You know when you have almost got to the end of your powder compact, and all that is left is the powder on the rim? It's sad to waste, but so hard to use. Not any more, however! I've discovered it can easily be removed using a small spoon or lolly stick, then transferring it into another container. From there, you can simply apply it with a brush, like a loose powder! From now on, every time I buy a new compact, the left over bits first get mixed together and used. These days I never run out in between buying my more expensive foundation. Better still, I get to use the crushed foundation powder for 'everyday' and keep the new compact for special occasions, making it last even longer!

Keep nail bitten hands busy doing good

I have found an easy way to stop biting my nails and do a good turn for others at the same time! I have bitten my nails all my life, and especially do so when I sit down to do something like watching TV, when my hands are idle. A couple of years ago however, I began crocheting for charity and gift giving during these times. While being more conscious about what my hands are doing, I am also creating things to bring happiness to others. My nails grow and are stronger than they were, my hands are away from my mouth and I don't have the same urge to bite my nails!

A much loved gift from Grandpa's shirts

While searching through the craft section in the Vault, I came across a contribution titled 'Loving keepsakes from recycled clothing'. This inspired me to write in and tell you what I did with my late husband's shirts.
 
He had a lot of flannelette check shirts, which he loved to wear in winter. I cut up the shirts into even squares, leaving the pockets on some squares - I replaced the pocket buttons with gold ones from my button tin. I then sewed the squares together and detailed them by sewing some bright blue ribbon down and across each section. After that, I backed the lot with a flannelette sheet – the end result was a lovely shirt rug!
 
I gave this rug as a keepsake to my seriously disabled grandson, who just loved his Grandpa to bits. My grandson could keep his treasures in the pockets I had left on the squares, as they had a flap that could be buttoned up.
 
Even though Grandpa's Shirt Rug is nearly worn out, my family will always think of it as a special keepsake. I thought you might like to read about my efforts; I just love making something new and useful from something old.

A wonderful way to say goodbye

My husband was dying of lung cancer. He wanted his ashes scattered at sea and, being a practical man, discussed other details. He did not think much of church services and a eulogy delivered by a person he did not know.

He died in my arms at home and the next morning he was picked up by Sommerville Funerals. (Most people are unaware that they may have some time with their loved one before the body is collected.) A private cremation was arranged and I collected my husband's ashes for his 'celebration of life' at our home. All our friends arrived, charged their glasses, sat or stood on our front lawn and listened to his story that I had written a few days before. We played his favourite music and people stayed all day. My husband loved a great party and this was no exception. Everyone said this was the best service they had ever attended and they were going to do the same.

Incidentally, the only cost was the private cremation fee. Nothing like some of the very high fees I was quoted.