It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I only have five more hours with a bunch of crazed, ready-for-break kids before I can go home and lay on my couch in anticipation of a crazy Thursday. Until Nick and I got serious (which to be honest was about around the second date) I was all about sitting on the couch, helping a little with the cooking, and generally doing nothing until it was time to eat on Thanksgiving. Now it’s up like it’s a school day, trying to look decent for breakfast with Nick’s family before driving over to my mom’s to see my family. We’re even thinking about being overly ambitious and heading back to Nick’s house for dessert. Whew, I’m tired already. But that’s the blessing of the holiday season; getting to see all the people you love and spend some much needed time together.
Speaking of being overly ambitious and getting to see the people I love, this year I have offered to host a pseudo “friendsgiving” party. Oh boy, that sentence is loaded. Let’s break it down, shall we? I say “offered to host” meaning one of my girl friends wanted to have a Thanksgiving party for all us girls. Unfortunately she lives at home with her parents, two sisters, grandmother, and two large dogs. I love family but I’m just going to be honest: I moved out for a reason. So I offered to host the party. Being a crazy person, I started to stress almost instantly. No party at my house is going to be half-planned. Or without a little dose of Pinterest. I’m always looking for the excuse to pretend to be Martha Stewart. Then as things started to get a little complicated as anything with eleven people tends to get, I started to hate that term “friendsgiving.” There’s something about silly word mash-ups that start to annoy me after awhile. That’s when I decided in my head I would call it a holiday party. But I’m still stressed.
One thing I was getting stressed about was table settings. I know, I know, sounds ridiculous. But I grew up with a mom who knows how to entertain and all without Pinterest inspiration. Think exquisitely set table cloths and delicious and beautiful dishes in a warm and cozy house. I have high expectations. The thing is, I don’t have a set of dishes for 11 people that match perfectly. Of course these girls and their boys are my best friends, my crew, but I’m the kind of crazy where that doesn’t matter. I want perfection! While I have some colorful fiesta plates that will do for dinner plates, I got stuck on dessert plates. Because what is Thanksgiving if not for it’s delicious pies and treats, right?
That’s when I am thankful for the Dollar Store and their plain white plates. A stop on Sunday got me eleven plates for the same amount of dollars. But I couldn’t leave well enough alone and decided to get crafty and created my favorite new craft.
If you’ve seen the “sharpie on a mug” pin on Pinterest (mine is via A Beautiful Mess), this is basically the same thing. First I cleaned my plates then used a black regular sharpie to write my script around the edge of the plate.
As you can see, I wasn’t too precise about the placement but that’s what I like about it. You’re getting custom dishes so why not make them a little quirky? Though I’ll be honest that I planned out what I was going to write, tried my hand at some calligraphy, and then got down to business. Still couldn’t get rid of the quirk though.
After everything’s been written on, fire up the oven to 350 degrees and bake them for about 30 minutes. And voila! You have a shabby chic set of dessert plates.
I will admit that I have tried this project before with a mug and there were some issues. Despite hand washing the mug, the sharpie slowly started to fade away. I went in doing this plate project knowing that these are just temporary holiday dishes and I’m not going to be using them as much as daily mug. I think if I was going to use these dishes more I’d look into using a porcelain pen. Either way I’m excited to add these to my holiday table.
Now that you know about my holiday party, I suppose that you’ll indulge a few pictures next week. Cross your fingers and hope that everything goes and looks exactly (or close) to how I planned!