Dinner in a little bit, then our opening session. We are all excited to meet our crews and receive our work assignments for the week!
Here are a few photos of the ride down, checking out the shower situation for the week, and a group shot!!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
We've Arrived!!
Well the week of the mission trip is here! We met at church this morning at 8:00am and were on the road at 8:30. We had an enjoyable ride down, including singing, acting and some "Truth or Dare." We arrived at Christ Lutheran Church of Irvington in Indianapolis, IN.
Dinner in a little bit, then our opening session. We are all excited to meet our crews and receive our work assignments for the week!
Here are a few photos of the ride down, checking out the shower situation for the week, and a group shot!!
Dinner in a little bit, then our opening session. We are all excited to meet our crews and receive our work assignments for the week!
Here are a few photos of the ride down, checking out the shower situation for the week, and a group shot!!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
God's Timing...
Wednesday was the last day of school. I am met with so many emotions.
I am so thankful for such a wonderful job that God has blessed me with all year. I have truly loved getting to know the staff at my school and building relationships with the teachers. I have felt so welcomed and cared for. I feel remorse that the year is over, that I will not continue to see these wonderful people each week.
There is also a sense of accomplishment, too. I look at the kindergarteners that were in our room all year long, and I am SO PROUD of all the work they have done, and just how far they have come. It is amazing to think that they are leaving our room knowing all their letters and numbers, and actually READING!! It just astounds me to remember where they were at at the beginning of the year. I feel so honored to have shared such a pivotal year of their lives with them!
There is of corse the usual excitement for summer break as well. Only a few weeks and my husband and I will be going on a missions trip, in June we celebrate our first anniversary, and in August we look forward to a family vacation to North Carolina.
But above, over, throughout all this, is a warm haze. An unclear feeling, of blurred vision. I long so deeply to have my own classroom. I have been searching for and applying to so many different teaching positions. But there is a doubtless silence in return. I know God created me to be a teacher... some day. I just don't know when that day will come. And that is so hard for me to say. It is a daily struggle of inadequacy and failure. But most of all a feeling of insecurity. I know I have to trust in Gods timing and provision, but it's hard to convince myself to actually do that. I do not know what tomorrow holds, I don't know what next year will look like- I just pray I will be willing to accept, and enjoy, what God has in store for me.
I am so thankful for such a wonderful job that God has blessed me with all year. I have truly loved getting to know the staff at my school and building relationships with the teachers. I have felt so welcomed and cared for. I feel remorse that the year is over, that I will not continue to see these wonderful people each week.
There is also a sense of accomplishment, too. I look at the kindergarteners that were in our room all year long, and I am SO PROUD of all the work they have done, and just how far they have come. It is amazing to think that they are leaving our room knowing all their letters and numbers, and actually READING!! It just astounds me to remember where they were at at the beginning of the year. I feel so honored to have shared such a pivotal year of their lives with them!
There is of corse the usual excitement for summer break as well. Only a few weeks and my husband and I will be going on a missions trip, in June we celebrate our first anniversary, and in August we look forward to a family vacation to North Carolina.
But above, over, throughout all this, is a warm haze. An unclear feeling, of blurred vision. I long so deeply to have my own classroom. I have been searching for and applying to so many different teaching positions. But there is a doubtless silence in return. I know God created me to be a teacher... some day. I just don't know when that day will come. And that is so hard for me to say. It is a daily struggle of inadequacy and failure. But most of all a feeling of insecurity. I know I have to trust in Gods timing and provision, but it's hard to convince myself to actually do that. I do not know what tomorrow holds, I don't know what next year will look like- I just pray I will be willing to accept, and enjoy, what God has in store for me.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Mother's Day
When I think about what the word "mother" means to me, at first, my mind goes blank. But once I snap back to reality my heart is rushed with thoughts of loneliness, frustrations and hurt.
I suppose it's true for everyone in the world, but the word "mother" means something to me that is unique to me only. No one else feels and thinks the same exact things as I do, when they hear the word.
I think of how you were a warrior in the Lord's battle. The thousands of prayers you sent up for those around you. I remember the hours of time you devoted to studying the Word. I value the pride you took in teaching me to devote time to God too.
I think of watching you make pumpkin rolls at Thanksgiving time. Of helping you make peanut brittle and sugar cookies at Christmas time. I hate how you had the frosting recipe in your head, and never wrote it down for me.
I think of rearranging all the quilt squares on the floor upstairs, again and again, until it was just right. I remember all those late nights in the stamping room making cards for fun, or all those scrapbooking retreats where I always got twice as many pages done as you.
I think of tears shed at the family meeting when you announced that you had cancer. I feel once again the trembling, the fear of the unknown. I recall the prayers we spoke that night.
I think of the dinner when you found hair in your food, once again. I see your face in the mirror as you tried on your first wig. I hear your laughter as you say, "I save so much money on shampoo, but spend it all on hats."
I think of driving you to chemo treatments. Of waiting outside the doors as they stuck you with the needle one more time, then I would come back in and we would eat lunch together in those big chairs.
I think of the laser light shows, and all those sharpie marks on your skin. I hear the radiologist's words describing what the computers were doing. I hated all those boring magazines in the waiting room.
I think of when you fell over in the department store when going Christmas shopping, because of the pain in your leg. I'm thankful for the honest chiropractor. I feel the pain of the words, "the cancer has spread."
I think of the four large bolts they used to screw your "tiara" into your skull. I remember coming into your room after the stereotactic radio surgery, and you asking me, "Do I look like a princess?"
I think of the times I cared for you while the others were at work. The sponge baths and tea times, all those oblong pink pills. Lifting you up, and walking side by side to get to the bathroom.
I think of that day, not wanting to leave the house for basketball practice. The slow breathing, foam flowing, body stiffening. The end of the buzz from the oxygen machine, them taking your body away.
I think of choosing out your casket and your headstone. I still feel the emptiness of the silence as they lowered your body into the ground. I feel the tree bark against my back as I stare down at your plot.
I think of the empty chair at the dinner table. All those drawers of clothes, the day your closet no longer smelled like you. The jewelry box that now stands in my room.
I think of wanting you to see me cross the stage to receive my diploma. I recall the candle flame Dad and I lit as I walked down the aisle to meet my groom. I wanted your help making that recipe last week.
I think of how I hurt every August when we remember your death. We all feel depressed every March when your birthday comes along, and I always cry in church on Mother's Day.
I think of how I would never want to feel anything different than what I do, when I hear the word, "Mother."
I suppose it's true for everyone in the world, but the word "mother" means something to me that is unique to me only. No one else feels and thinks the same exact things as I do, when they hear the word.
I think of how you were a warrior in the Lord's battle. The thousands of prayers you sent up for those around you. I remember the hours of time you devoted to studying the Word. I value the pride you took in teaching me to devote time to God too.
I think of watching you make pumpkin rolls at Thanksgiving time. Of helping you make peanut brittle and sugar cookies at Christmas time. I hate how you had the frosting recipe in your head, and never wrote it down for me.
I think of rearranging all the quilt squares on the floor upstairs, again and again, until it was just right. I remember all those late nights in the stamping room making cards for fun, or all those scrapbooking retreats where I always got twice as many pages done as you.
I think of tears shed at the family meeting when you announced that you had cancer. I feel once again the trembling, the fear of the unknown. I recall the prayers we spoke that night.
I think of the dinner when you found hair in your food, once again. I see your face in the mirror as you tried on your first wig. I hear your laughter as you say, "I save so much money on shampoo, but spend it all on hats."
I think of driving you to chemo treatments. Of waiting outside the doors as they stuck you with the needle one more time, then I would come back in and we would eat lunch together in those big chairs.
I think of the laser light shows, and all those sharpie marks on your skin. I hear the radiologist's words describing what the computers were doing. I hated all those boring magazines in the waiting room.
I think of when you fell over in the department store when going Christmas shopping, because of the pain in your leg. I'm thankful for the honest chiropractor. I feel the pain of the words, "the cancer has spread."
I think of the four large bolts they used to screw your "tiara" into your skull. I remember coming into your room after the stereotactic radio surgery, and you asking me, "Do I look like a princess?"
I think of the times I cared for you while the others were at work. The sponge baths and tea times, all those oblong pink pills. Lifting you up, and walking side by side to get to the bathroom.
I think of that day, not wanting to leave the house for basketball practice. The slow breathing, foam flowing, body stiffening. The end of the buzz from the oxygen machine, them taking your body away.
I think of choosing out your casket and your headstone. I still feel the emptiness of the silence as they lowered your body into the ground. I feel the tree bark against my back as I stare down at your plot.
I think of the empty chair at the dinner table. All those drawers of clothes, the day your closet no longer smelled like you. The jewelry box that now stands in my room.
I think of wanting you to see me cross the stage to receive my diploma. I recall the candle flame Dad and I lit as I walked down the aisle to meet my groom. I wanted your help making that recipe last week.
I think of how I hurt every August when we remember your death. We all feel depressed every March when your birthday comes along, and I always cry in church on Mother's Day.
I think of how I would never want to feel anything different than what I do, when I hear the word, "Mother."
Sunday, April 1, 2012
April "fools" day...
I've never been one to celebrate April Fools. I hate when people play jokes on me, so I don't really see the point of doing so to others. But today got me thinking of that word; fool.
If someone is labeled a fool, it's because others think they are either stupid, or silly, weird or dumb.
I thought too of our recent sermon series at church; the weird series. We talked a lot about how our "normal" culture views Christianity as "weird". It's weird because it is counter-cultural, we look and act an think differently than the rest of society. We appear stupid because we place our faith in, and base our standards on, someone who is unseen.
I started thinking, if someone wants to call me a fool cause of that- let them! If I look silly or dumb to the world, I'm ok with that, cause it probably means I look beautiful and perfect to my God.
There's a song by Nicole Nordeman about this, that I just love. Here are the lyrics. If you get a chance listen to it on YouTube.
"Fool for You"
By: Nicole Nordeman
There are times when faith and common sense do not align
When hardcore evidence of you is hard to find
And I am silenced in the face of argumentative debate
And its a long hill its a lonely climb
Cause they want proof
They want proof of all these mysteries I claim
Cause only fools believe would want to chant a dead man's name
Maybe its true, yeah but..........
Chorus:
I'll be a fool for you (fool for you)
Oh because you asked me too
A simpleton who's seemingly naive
I do believe
You came and made yourself a fool for me
I admit that in my darkest hours I've asked what if
What if we've created some kind of man made faith like this
Out of good intention, or emotional invention
And after life is through there will be no you
Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim
Cause only fools believe that men can walk on waves
Maybe its true, yeah but.......Chorus
Unaware of popularity
Unconcerned with dignity
You've made me free
That's proof enough for me
Oh, Oh yeah...........
I'd be a fool for you (fool for you)
Oh if you ask me too
A simpleton who's only thinking of
The cause of love
I will speak Jesus' name
If that makes me crazy
They can call me great
I'm happy to be seemingly naive
I do believe you came and made yourself a fool for me
If someone is labeled a fool, it's because others think they are either stupid, or silly, weird or dumb.
I thought too of our recent sermon series at church; the weird series. We talked a lot about how our "normal" culture views Christianity as "weird". It's weird because it is counter-cultural, we look and act an think differently than the rest of society. We appear stupid because we place our faith in, and base our standards on, someone who is unseen.
I started thinking, if someone wants to call me a fool cause of that- let them! If I look silly or dumb to the world, I'm ok with that, cause it probably means I look beautiful and perfect to my God.
There's a song by Nicole Nordeman about this, that I just love. Here are the lyrics. If you get a chance listen to it on YouTube.
"Fool for You"
By: Nicole Nordeman
There are times when faith and common sense do not align
When hardcore evidence of you is hard to find
And I am silenced in the face of argumentative debate
And its a long hill its a lonely climb
Cause they want proof
They want proof of all these mysteries I claim
Cause only fools believe would want to chant a dead man's name
Maybe its true, yeah but..........
Chorus:
I'll be a fool for you (fool for you)
Oh because you asked me too
A simpleton who's seemingly naive
I do believe
You came and made yourself a fool for me
I admit that in my darkest hours I've asked what if
What if we've created some kind of man made faith like this
Out of good intention, or emotional invention
And after life is through there will be no you
Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim
Cause only fools believe that men can walk on waves
Maybe its true, yeah but.......Chorus
Unaware of popularity
Unconcerned with dignity
You've made me free
That's proof enough for me
Oh, Oh yeah...........
I'd be a fool for you (fool for you)
Oh if you ask me too
A simpleton who's only thinking of
The cause of love
I will speak Jesus' name
If that makes me crazy
They can call me great
I'm happy to be seemingly naive
I do believe you came and made yourself a fool for me
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Lead me, Guide me...
Lately my husband and I have been talking almost every night about our future. We are praying for guidance for what to do next. Neither of us have a clear understanding of where God wants is to be in 1 year, 2 years, 4 years...
I want so desperately to have my own classroom. I graduated last May, and didn't know exactly what type of teaching job I wanted. I suppose I still do not know entirely, but I have a great longing for a lower elementary classroom. Whether that is where God will put me or not I do not know.
I feel a bit like I would be abandoning my heart for children with disabilities if I had a general Ed classroom.
There have been so many things lately that have sparked my passion for special Ed. I realize how much it hurts when I see the word, "retard" plastered somewhere, or realize the building I am sitting in is not wheelchair accessible. I wish I could be the teacher when I sit in on the IEP meeting, I smile when I see a child in the grocery store who is feeling the various textures of the fruit. My heart aches when I see the tears of a mother who's child with autism's needs are not being met in school. It sickens me when I hear the excuses an administrator will make for her staff, who are not willing to try new methods of teaching for a student with sensory needs.
Thank you Lord for the passions you have put in my heart. Thank you for the gifts and abilities you have given me. Help me to continue to work on my patience and ability to communicate in various ways. I pray you will guide me into the position that you have created especially for me. Help me to be open and willing to follow your guidance.
I want so desperately to have my own classroom. I graduated last May, and didn't know exactly what type of teaching job I wanted. I suppose I still do not know entirely, but I have a great longing for a lower elementary classroom. Whether that is where God will put me or not I do not know.
I feel a bit like I would be abandoning my heart for children with disabilities if I had a general Ed classroom.
There have been so many things lately that have sparked my passion for special Ed. I realize how much it hurts when I see the word, "retard" plastered somewhere, or realize the building I am sitting in is not wheelchair accessible. I wish I could be the teacher when I sit in on the IEP meeting, I smile when I see a child in the grocery store who is feeling the various textures of the fruit. My heart aches when I see the tears of a mother who's child with autism's needs are not being met in school. It sickens me when I hear the excuses an administrator will make for her staff, who are not willing to try new methods of teaching for a student with sensory needs.
Thank you Lord for the passions you have put in my heart. Thank you for the gifts and abilities you have given me. Help me to continue to work on my patience and ability to communicate in various ways. I pray you will guide me into the position that you have created especially for me. Help me to be open and willing to follow your guidance.
Monday, March 12, 2012
DIY Kindle Cover (try two)
So I had so much fun making the owl Kindle cover, I wanted to try another one! One of my coworkers has a kindle so a made one for her. I am pretty pleased with the way it turned out.
I made a few changes, but not too major. I made the pocket vertical this time, and I topstitched along the diagonals of the corner pieces. All in all successful I'd say.
I made a few changes, but not too major. I made the pocket vertical this time, and I topstitched along the diagonals of the corner pieces. All in all successful I'd say.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
DIY Owl Kindle Cover Tutorial
I have been meaning to make a Kindle cover for my sister-in-law for months now. But it has taken me a long time to figure out the measurements for it. I am excited to say, I DID IT!! It is finished! and I am very pleased with how it turned out!!
I searched and searched the internet, Pinterest, blogspot, blogger... everywhere to find a good tutorial for a Kindle cover. But NONE could be found. I think everyone wanted to save their secrets to make money selling their covers... So- after all the laboring, (and failures of covers too small) I thought I would share with the world the steps of how I did it, so maybe someone out there wouldn't have to suffer as much as I did trying to find measurements!! I wanted a cover that had some padding, but also a cardboard inside. Also I wanted a velcro side closure, and a bottom pocket, instead of the side pockets I saw on many covers. So I kind of gathered little helpful hints from various sources and compiled them. I'm kinda a big believer in "a picture is worth a thousand words" so this post has way too many pictures, but hopefully the instructions are clear enough to follow.
If you try this, or read this, or find this helpful, or find this confusing... Your comments are welcomed! Please, let me know how I can improve this post! I am still learning this whole blog/tutorial thing!
Materials:
-two different prints of fabric (that coordinate)
-thread
-velcro (i bought velcro sticky squares from a craft store)
-padding of some sort (i used a piece of scrap fabric, that was a microfleece, so mine is a bit smaller than that)
-cardboard (I suggest using the inside of a three ring binder, it is stronger and thinner than regular cardboard, without the bubbles of air in it.)
- and of course a sewing machine and some determination!
Getting started:
You will need to cut out the following pieces:
A: 8 1/2 inches x 11 1/2 inches (cut 2 of main fabric, 1 of "padding" fabric)
B: 8 inches x 5 inches (cut 1 of complimentary fabric)
C: 8 inches x 1 1/2 inches (cut 1 of complimentary fabric)
D: 3 inches x 3 inches (cut 4 of complimentary fabric)
E: 7 5/8 inches x 5 inches (cut 2 of cardboard)
Strap and Velcro Construction:
1. Fold Piece C in half to find the middle, place rough velcro square on the fabric (about 1/4 inch from the fold)
2. open up the fabric and sew around the edge of velcro.
3. Fold in half, right sides together and sew top and bottom edges with a 1/8th inch seam allowance.
4. Turn strap right side out. (I use a pin to pull the corners out as far as I can)
5. Finish edges by sewing a stay stitch around edges to make strap lay flat. Your strap should now look something like this:
6. Sew soft Velcro square to outside piece A, 2 inches from right side, in the middle.
Pocket construction:
1. Fold piece B in half (hamburger style), right sides together. With fold on top, sew down the right side.
2. Turn fabric. With right sides out and fold on top, sew a topstitch/staystitch along the fold and right side seam.
3. Match bottom and left raw edges of piece B to bottom left corner raw edges of inside piece A(NOT the A piece that has the velcro on it) (right sides both up)
4. Stitch-in-the-ditch (sew following topstiching line) on the RIGHT SIDE of the pocket only.
Corners Construction:
1. Fold two D pieces in half diagonally, right sides together. Sew ONE raw edge on each with 1/4 inch seam allowance.
2. Turn right sides out. (again, I used a pin to pull out the corner/point as far as I can.)
3. Match top and bottom raw edges to piece A. Measure so that seamed edges of D pieces are 6 inches from right side of piece A. Sew (1/8 inch seam allowance) down left sides of D pieces.
4. Fold remaining two D pieces in half diagonally WRONG sides together.
5. Match raw edges/corners to right two corners of piece A. Pin.
Putting it all together:
-Layer the pieces in the following order bottom first:
1. Inside piece A (with pocket and corners attached) RIGHT SIDE UP
2. Strap, piece C (with velcro side down and to the left) raw edge should stick out of the right side of piece A about 1 inch, center up and down.
3. Outside piece A (with velcro piece attached and on the left side) RIGHT SIDE DOWN
4. Place lining on top. (mine does not match in size because i used a scrap piece.)
- Pin, matching edges (again, my padding piece is smaller because it is a scrap) (except for strap piece, mine is a little crooked in the above pic)
- Starting at the top in the center, moving to the right, sew around the outside with a 1/4 inch seam allowance. (I match the edge of the fabric with the edge of my pressure foot).
-Stop when you get to the top left corner, so you leave a hole on the top left half of the cover.
- Clip the corners of your seam allowance, so it will lay flat better.
- Turn the cover, so right sides are out!
You are so close!! Just a few more things!
Finishing Touches:
1. I rounded the outside corners of the cardboard, just to make them fit a little better.
2. Insert the cardboard pieces in through the hole on the top left of the cover.
Place them in-between the outside piece A and the padding piece.
3. This next step is kind of tricky, turn in the top open edge, and hand sew closed. I pinned it so it laid flat, then hand sewed it.
4. Finally, spread the two piece of cardboard as far to the outside edges as possible. Sew (stitch in the ditch) down the left edge of the two center corner pieces, making a line down the center of the entire cover. This will help keep the cardboard and lining/padding pieces in place.
5. If you would like, you can embellish with a button on the strap.
ENJOY!!!
I searched and searched the internet, Pinterest, blogspot, blogger... everywhere to find a good tutorial for a Kindle cover. But NONE could be found. I think everyone wanted to save their secrets to make money selling their covers... So- after all the laboring, (and failures of covers too small) I thought I would share with the world the steps of how I did it, so maybe someone out there wouldn't have to suffer as much as I did trying to find measurements!! I wanted a cover that had some padding, but also a cardboard inside. Also I wanted a velcro side closure, and a bottom pocket, instead of the side pockets I saw on many covers. So I kind of gathered little helpful hints from various sources and compiled them. I'm kinda a big believer in "a picture is worth a thousand words" so this post has way too many pictures, but hopefully the instructions are clear enough to follow.
If you try this, or read this, or find this helpful, or find this confusing... Your comments are welcomed! Please, let me know how I can improve this post! I am still learning this whole blog/tutorial thing!
Materials:
-two different prints of fabric (that coordinate)
-thread
-velcro (i bought velcro sticky squares from a craft store)
-padding of some sort (i used a piece of scrap fabric, that was a microfleece, so mine is a bit smaller than that)
-cardboard (I suggest using the inside of a three ring binder, it is stronger and thinner than regular cardboard, without the bubbles of air in it.)
- and of course a sewing machine and some determination!
Getting started:
You will need to cut out the following pieces:
A: 8 1/2 inches x 11 1/2 inches (cut 2 of main fabric, 1 of "padding" fabric)B: 8 inches x 5 inches (cut 1 of complimentary fabric)
C: 8 inches x 1 1/2 inches (cut 1 of complimentary fabric)
D: 3 inches x 3 inches (cut 4 of complimentary fabric)
E: 7 5/8 inches x 5 inches (cut 2 of cardboard)
Strap and Velcro Construction:
1. Fold Piece C in half to find the middle, place rough velcro square on the fabric (about 1/4 inch from the fold)
2. open up the fabric and sew around the edge of velcro.
3. Fold in half, right sides together and sew top and bottom edges with a 1/8th inch seam allowance.
4. Turn strap right side out. (I use a pin to pull the corners out as far as I can)
5. Finish edges by sewing a stay stitch around edges to make strap lay flat. Your strap should now look something like this:
6. Sew soft Velcro square to outside piece A, 2 inches from right side, in the middle.
Pocket construction:
1. Fold piece B in half (hamburger style), right sides together. With fold on top, sew down the right side.
2. Turn fabric. With right sides out and fold on top, sew a topstitch/staystitch along the fold and right side seam.
3. Match bottom and left raw edges of piece B to bottom left corner raw edges of inside piece A(NOT the A piece that has the velcro on it) (right sides both up)
4. Stitch-in-the-ditch (sew following topstiching line) on the RIGHT SIDE of the pocket only.
Corners Construction:
1. Fold two D pieces in half diagonally, right sides together. Sew ONE raw edge on each with 1/4 inch seam allowance.
2. Turn right sides out. (again, I used a pin to pull out the corner/point as far as I can.)
3. Match top and bottom raw edges to piece A. Measure so that seamed edges of D pieces are 6 inches from right side of piece A. Sew (1/8 inch seam allowance) down left sides of D pieces.
4. Fold remaining two D pieces in half diagonally WRONG sides together.
5. Match raw edges/corners to right two corners of piece A. Pin.
Putting it all together:
-Layer the pieces in the following order bottom first:
1. Inside piece A (with pocket and corners attached) RIGHT SIDE UP
4. Place lining on top. (mine does not match in size because i used a scrap piece.)
- Pin, matching edges (again, my padding piece is smaller because it is a scrap) (except for strap piece, mine is a little crooked in the above pic)
- Starting at the top in the center, moving to the right, sew around the outside with a 1/4 inch seam allowance. (I match the edge of the fabric with the edge of my pressure foot).
-Stop when you get to the top left corner, so you leave a hole on the top left half of the cover.
- Clip the corners of your seam allowance, so it will lay flat better.
- Turn the cover, so right sides are out!
You are so close!! Just a few more things!
Finishing Touches:
1. I rounded the outside corners of the cardboard, just to make them fit a little better.
2. Insert the cardboard pieces in through the hole on the top left of the cover.
Place them in-between the outside piece A and the padding piece.
3. This next step is kind of tricky, turn in the top open edge, and hand sew closed. I pinned it so it laid flat, then hand sewed it.
4. Finally, spread the two piece of cardboard as far to the outside edges as possible. Sew (stitch in the ditch) down the left edge of the two center corner pieces, making a line down the center of the entire cover. This will help keep the cardboard and lining/padding pieces in place.
5. If you would like, you can embellish with a button on the strap.
ENJOY!!!
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