Chinese Ladder Bracelets DIY

Today I’m going to show you how I make these cute bracelets.  They could be made as friendship bracelets, or you can simply make them for yourself.  They are so easy to make that you can make one in one sitting if you wanted to.  It all depends on the thickness of your bracelet, because the thicker the string the faster it will go. 🙂

For this bracelet you will need:

1 Safety Pin

Embroidery Thread (however many colors you want!)


First you want to cut your thread.  For measurements, I cut strands that went the length of my wrist to my shoulder.  I picked four colors: purple, pink, dark blue, and light blue, but I’ve done this bracelet with all the colors of the rainbow too so it doesn’t matter how many different colors you have.


Second, you want to tie all of the colors together in a knot at one of the ends of the strings. IMG_0914.JPG


You can then poke a safety pin through the knot and pin it to a pillow.  Next figure out how you want your color scheme to go.


Now let’s get to the actual fun part!  You take the string with the color of your choice and make what looks to me like a 4 shape overtop the other strands of string.


Then you tuck it under the other strands and through the loop that you have made.


Pull it all the way through and tug firmly so you get a nice, tight knot.  Repeat this process as many times as you want with that color.  I counted ten knots before moving on to the next color.


You do the same exact process for the rest of the colors! 🙂 Just make sure that you have the same amount of knots of each color so it comes out looking nice and even.



Once I’ve done the process enough times that the bracelet can wrap around my wrist, I split the strands evenly so I can do an ordinary braid to finish it off.  The braid just makes it easier for me to tie it around my wrist.  I finish the braid with the same knot that I tied everything together to begin with.


Cut off the excess string and tie around your wrist!  As you can see, I made a few and I think they look super cute together.  I made one really skinny by dividing the strings into smaller strands.  If that makes any sense. 😀


I hope you have fun with this if you ever try it out! 🙂

Anna Christine ❤




The Not So Princess and the Pea

Twenty mattresses piled high. A single pea. The search of a true princess. You know the fairytale. This is slightly different story. One not telling you of a princess, but of a normal girl who was given the impossible task of feeling a tiny pea under many mattresses.


I scurried through the wind and rain, looking for any kind of shelter. My walk from my town was no easy feat, as it required going through a quarry and the edge of the forest. Pair that with the storm, and my tendency of getting lost and it was no surprise when I looked around and didn’t recognize my surroundings.

I was soaked through when I saw it. A large house, almost hidden amongst a thick patch of trees. It was clear that it was the home of a very wealthy person, if not a family that was noble. I spotted a stable nearby and wondered if they might let me sleep there for the night.

I reached their ornate entryway and knocked. Eventually the door creaked open and a servant peeked around the corner. She started at the sight of me, as I was sure I looked awful.

“I am so sorry, but I seem to be lost. I was on my way home when this storm came upon me. I have no idea where I am, and I was wondering whether I could trouble you for a place to rest tonight. Perhaps the stable?” I asked.

“You may wait in here while I fetch Lady RaNila,” the girl opened the door wider and motioned at the impeccably clean foyer.

“Thank you,” I entered and looked around as she scurried off. Yes, the people who lived here were indeed very rich. Gold items were everywhere, and I thought if I were a thief I would be in heaven.

“Hello, may I help you with something?” a voice said behind me. I turned to see a young man standing, with a confused look on his face.

“Oh, um, a servant went to get her mistress so I should be alright,” I said.

“You’re dripping wet. Why don’t you come in here by the fire?” he led the way into a room where there was a large fire crackling.

“Thank you,” I said, not realizing I was so cold until I felt the warmth the fire provided.

“What is your name, girl?” a woman walked into the room. I assumed she was the Lady RaNila. She was positively dripping with jewels, and her clothing was of the finest silk. I suddenly became very self-conscious of my attire which was covered in mud. I shook my head at myself and straightened. I may not be rich, but I was a person, same as her.

“My name is Glaiza.”

“Lani said that you were lost, is that correct?” she said, walking over to stand beside the young man.

“Indeed I am. If you would be so generous in allowing me to sleep in your stables tonight, I am sure I could find my way back home in the morning,” I said, already inching toward the door. I did not like the look on Lady RaNila’s face, but in the next instance, it was wreathed in smiles.

“Nonsense, my dear! You may rest in one of our guest quarters!”

“What?” I blurted out without thinking. It took me a moment to register that the man had said the same thing. I looked at him, somewhat offended. Just because I knew I didn’t belong in a fancy house like this didn’t mean I wanted to be agreed with.

“N-not that we wouldn’t be delighted to have you, of course,” he sputtered nervously before turning to the woman, “B-but Mother, you aren’t usually so generous.”

“What on earth are you talking about, dear? That is simply not true,” she emphasized the last word and the man immediately blanched.

“Excuse me, but I really wouldn’t feel right imposing on you like this. I am fine with sleeping in the stable,” I said.

“No, that will not do! We shall prepare a room for you at once!”

I opened my mouth to protest more, but she held up her hand, stopping me. She floated out of the room, leaving me and the man.

“I am sorry, Miss Glaiza, but when Mother is determined, there is no stopping her,” he groaned, running his hand through his hair.

“No, I am sorry. I do not wish to be a burden,” I said.

“Do not worry about that. I’m Kendel, by the way.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you,” I gave a quick curtsey.

“There is no need to be formal,” he said. “In fact, if I endure any more formality, I may go mad.”

“You seem to have been born into the wrong social class then,” I chuckled.


We stood in only slightly awkward silence as I continued to soak in the heat from the fire. The servant, Lani, came into the room.

“Miss, if you would come with me we will get you into something less…” she surveyed my appearance with obvious distaste, “wet.”

I nodded in goodbye to Kendel and followed her through a few long halls until we reached what I assumed to be the guest quarters. The sitting room itself was twice the size of my family’s entire house. I certainly did not feel at home surrounded by such luxuries.

“This should fit you,” Lani held out a night gown and robe.

“Thank you,” I reached for them but she pulled away before I could take hold.

“You must get that filth off of you first,” she said before pointing at a tub.

“You work fast. How did you draw a bath so quickly?” I said in awe.

“I assume you can bathe without assistance?” she ignored my question.

“Of course I can,” I said, almost insulted.

“Good. There is a plate of food over there, and the bedroom is through the blue door. And yes, you must sleep on the mattresses. It is a requirement of staying here,” she said before promptly leaving me to myself.

“Mattresses? As in plural?” I thought. I opened the blue door and gasped. The room was the largest I had ever seen and it needed to be. There were mattresses stacked one upon the other, each smaller than the one below it, leading as a staircase to the top bed. It leaned against the farthest wall, but the bottom mattress covered nearly the entire floor.

“These people are crazy,” I laughed in utter shock. I turned away and went back to where the bath was cooling every minute I wasted. They were crazy indeed, but they were incredibly generous to peasant girls.

Once I was clean I ventured back into the bedroom. The stair case mattresses were as odd as the first time I saw them.

“You must sleep on the mattresses. It is a requirement of staying here,” Lani’s voice replayed in my head.

I carefully climbed all the way to the top, counting twenty mattresses.

“What sort of people sleep on twenty mattresses?” I thought, shaking my head. I settled myself under the blankets and closed my eyes. Although ridiculous, so many beds provided no discomfort. Soon enough, my long, trying day caught up with me and I fell soundly asleep.


The sun had barely risen when I exited the bedroom. I found my clothes had been washed and hung to dry. I changed and after making sure I looked presentable, I left the room. I met with Kendel as he was walking by.

“Good morning, Miss Glaiza,” he greeted.

“And to you as well,” I said.

“Would you like to join us for breakfast?”

“You have done so much already, I think I should set out and try to find my way home.”

“You should have something to eat first. I insist,” he said, leading the way to the dining room. I opened my mouth to protest more but my stomach agreed with him.

When we entered the room, Lady RaNila warmly greeted us.

“I trust you slept well?” she asked.

“Yes, very well. Thank you so much for letting me stay here last night,” I said.

“Y-you found your bed comfortable?” she said, seeming surprised.

“Very comfortable. Although if I may ask, why do you have so many mattresses stacked upon each other? I’ve not seen anything quite like it before,” I said, accepting the seat that Kendel held out for me.

“You didn’t feel anything odd? Like there was something under the bed that there shouldn’t have been?” Lady RaNila said.


“Then you must not be her,” she sighed.

“Must not be who?” I said, confused.

“I cannot believe I have been so foolish! I let a… peasant girl sleep in my house!”

“Excuse me, but I made it quite clear that I was willing to sleep in the stables last night,” I stood, not sure of the reason behind her sudden mood change, but I did not like it.

“No, please sit. I apologize for my mother’s rudeness,” Kendel said, sending a warning glance to Lady RaNila.

“Would you be so kind as to explain why I was so welcome last night, and not this morning?” I said slowly, staying standing.

“Mother had this crazy idea that if you had been a true princess with extreme grace, poise, and all of that nonsense, then you would have not been able to sleep last night due to a pea she put under the bottom mattress. The idea is ridiculous, and I am truly sorry,” Kendel said hurriedly, obviously embarrassed.

“What on earth are you talking about? No normal person would feel a pea under twenty mattresses! And I could have told you that I was no princess!”

“That is for certain. Unfortunately, there has been word that the Princess of Liberana is in these parts and I was certain that you must be her. I see now how wrong I was,” Lady RaNila scowled.

“Why would you even think that? If I was a princess I’m sure I would not have arrived covered in mud. And why would you need to put anyone under such a strange test? A pea under a mattresses?”

“I will only allow a true princess to marry my son.”

“I have told her many times that I do not wish to marry a ‘true’ princess, whatever that means, but only a girl with a good heart. Yet she continued on with that silly test,” Kendel groaned.

“A girl with a good heart is nothing without high standing in society. And you cannot get any higher than princess,” Lady RaNila cried.

“You say a good heart is nothing without high standing in society? Lady RaNila, I beg to differ. I know a great many good-hearted people with not a penny to spare that are worth 10 of your high standing society folk. They would give the shirts on their back for their fellow man, and you say that if you had known that I was a peasant you would not have allowed me to stay the night, although you clearly have more than enough room. Your son seems perfectly amiable, and I dare say he has a good heart. Too bad he doesn’t seem to have gotten it from his mother,” I stalked out of the room, as I heard her gasp and Kendel applaud. I heard him follow me and took a deep breath before turning to face him.

“I am incredibly sorry for my mother’s actions. You are right. The social class one person is in has nothing to do with their goodness,” he then blushed slightly before saying, “Do you really think I have a good heart?”

“I do. You have been nothing but kind to me, and you did not think I was a princess once, did you?”

He shook his head.

“Then you are smart as well. I thank you for your kindness, Kendel, but I’m afraid I must be getting home now. I do not wish to keep you from your breakfast,” I said.

“Do you live in Sterling Creek?” he asked. I nodded and he continued. “I know the way. Would you do me the honor of escorting you home?”

“Your mother would not be pleased if you were to do so,” I said.

“I have been listening to whatever she tells me to do for far too long. I believe it is time for me to make my own decisions.”

“Then I accept your offer of escorting me home,” I smiled.

“Good. I shall go grab us something to eat for the road and we shall be off,” he returned the grin.

I stood in the hallway for a moment, contemplating all that had just occurred. Lady RaNila thought a pea determined whether or not a girl was a true princess or not? What silliness. The trueness of a person was not determined by how they could feel something under many mattresses, but by the beauty of their heart. And I knew that the beauty of my heart came from my Creator. So really, who needs the affirmation of a pea?



Well, here is my first story that I am posting to this blog.  It’s not perfect, but I had fun writing it. 🙂

Anna Christine ❤


Love. Everyone is infatuated with it. Everyone, whether they admit it or not, wants to find it. Maybe they want the love of a parent, or maybe they’re seeking ‘true love’.

I was curious as to what the dictionary said love is.

Lovean intense feeling of deep affection

I believe that is so limiting. Love is so much more than ‘deep affection’. So what is it? Well, I’m certainly no expert, but the Bible certainly is. So I went to 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 and there I find a much better definition.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”

I don’t know about you, but I certainly want to love and be loved like this. Can you imagine it? In the sin-cursed world we live in, it’s not possible to be able to love with such purity. But that doesn’t stop us from being the recipient of such a love.

“Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.” 1 John 7-8.

God is love! And by being love Himself, of course He can give the kind of love that we are told of in 1 Corinthians.

So this Valentine’s Day, I’ll be enjoying a love so much more than ‘an intense feeling of deep affection’. I will celebrate the greatest love of all. For God’s love is so amazing that He sent His Son to die for me to be free from the bondage of sin. If that’s not ‘true love’, I don’t know what is.

Anna Christine ❤

Puppy Love Valentine’s Day Nails

Hi there! 🙂

I had this idea a few days ago as I was thinking about what blog posts I could do that were Valentine’s Day related.  I happened to be working at the time (I’m a dog groomer) so it was just like BAM!  Dog inspired Valentine’s nails!  I’m sure that there are nails similar to these out there on Pinterest, but I figured I’d show you guys how I did mine. 🙂 There are several ways you can put your own twist on these nails, like using pink instead of red, or whatever color you want!  Technically, these don’t have to just be for Valentine’s Day, so be creative with the colors you use!

Now I am definitely not a professional when it comes to doing nails, but I have fun doing them, so here we are. 🙂



First I simply painted my nails what I wanted the main colors to be.  Ignore the mess ups, I don’t clean up around the edges until I’m completely done with everything. 🙂


Second, with black nail polish, I put hearts with three dots to make puppy pads on the red nails. I made the hearts by simply using a dotting tool (toothpicks would work too) to make a V-shape.


I just did the same exact thing, but reversed the colors for my other nails, except for my middle nail.  The color didn’t quite pop like I was hoping, but I was too lazy to go over it again in hopes that it’d stand out more.


On the middle nail, I put this puppy with the heart spot on his eye. I’m not overly pleased with how he turned out, but like I said, I’m not professional when it come to nails. 😛 I just used my dotting tool to make him.


So yea, here’s how they turned out. They could be better, but I think overall all, they’re cute.  Tell me in the comments if you try this out! 🙂

Anna Christine ❤

And so it begins :)


Why would I start a blog?

I’m the kind of girl that gets ideas and wants to act on them immediately. So in other words, my first impulse was to start a blog right away, with no plans, and to just roll with it. But that didn’t happen. Instead, I waited until the excitement of the idea passed away, and then moved on with my life, certain that I wouldn’t want to do it again. But the idea kept on coming, and I kept on shoving it away. Besides, it was ridiculous. There’s no way I would stick with it. The butterflies of new things would fade, and I’d quit. But God had a different plan.

Every little while since the middle of the summer of 2015 there would be something that would make me think about it. Whether it would simply be the idea for a blog post, or completing a craft that actually didn’t turn out horrible that I thought others might want to learn how to do. One question stuck with me through it all though: is this what God wants me to do? Ultimately, I think I have my answer.

Something you should know about me is that I hate doing the same thing over and over. So a blog, though intriguing, would get boring. After all, you’re just doing everything over and over, just with different topics, right? Well, that doesn’t appeal to me at all. So that’s sort of how I came up with my blog name.

Anna’s Random Ramblings. One week it’ll have a tutorial on how to customize converse, and the next it’ll have an article. Maybe there’ll be a short story this week, or maybe a clay tutorial. You never know. That’s why ‘random’ is in my name. Because I’m nothing, if not random.

I don’t know how God will use me with this blog. I don’t know if he’ll use me at all to reach out to someone else. Maybe I’ll just grow closer to Him throughout it and that’ll be the whole point. I don’t know. But what I do know is that this is something I need to do. And I can’t dodge it anymore. So here I am. Scared, but excited for what’s to come. 🙂


Anna Christine ❤


“I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13