Make me Martha Stewart and you a winner!

Preface:  Valentines day cookie making apparently sucked all the creativity and motivation right out of my brain.  Blog posts have been slow to come to me these days so instead of a real post today you are getting a plea for help.  I promise I'll make it up to you soon.

So, I'm not a huge crafter.  In fact, I am pretty much the anti-crafter.  My crafting skills are on par with a two year old's (and that's excepting like Martha Stewart's kids at that age - she has kids, right?).  I cannot believe what I just typed (it's clear I've not had enough coffee).  OF COURSE MARTHA STEWART DOESN'T HAVE KIDS.  If she had kids she wouldn't be Martha-f&%*ing-Stewart.  Jeesh.

Okay, back to my post.

I need your help.  Here's the thing.  Hubby bought me these AWESOME beers for my birthday that are named after me (well, technically him, but who's getting technical???).  I know.  How cool is that?  Wanna hear what's even better?  THERE WERE SIX!  Hello!  There are SIX people in my family!  It's like fate, or karma, or the holy grail, or whatever.  Is he the best guy in the world, or what?  It's like it was my little family named, packaged in a cute little cardboard holder, and sold at Walgreens (it could have been a classier joint, but I'm not complaining - most people don't even have a beer named after them).

Now, when hubby gave these beauties to me a dear friend (and loyal blog reader) of mine was here chit-chatting with me.  When we were oo-ing and ah-ing over the beers she made mention of the fact that I should save all the bottles, caps, and the cute cardboard holder so that when I had consumed all the beers (in a few minutes) I could make something really cute out of the bottles, caps, holder etc. to commemorate the whole thing (not right after I finished consuming because then the thing I made would probably have Drunk Crafting Mom written all over it).  I think I said (and I am probably para-phrasing here), "Wow.  That's a fabulous idea, Lana (her name has been changed to protect her innocence).  I'll get right on that as soon as I finish these beers off because I already have a ton of super cute ideas and I am really good at making cute $hit with my own hands!!!"  (My friends are used to and often encourage my sarcasm.) 

Here's the part where you come in.  Everyone who reads this post (and lets hope it's like one million people) needs to give me an idea for a cute (or just do-able) thing to do with the caps, bottles, cardboard container thingie or any combination of those items.  All ideas are accepted (because they could not possibly be worse than my own).  The best idea will get an Official Prize (prize yet to be determined and will be solely paid for and sponsored by me - in other words this contest is solely my own).  Don't think you are going to get money, or a cable show offer, your name on the radio, or anything really worth anything.  I'm not famous, after all.  Probably a nice "thank you" in lights, my rendition of your idea "pinned," and a picture of the final product here on my blog will be your prize.  And, of course, the knowledge that you helped further the bonding of a family, family tradition, the drinking of beer, and the love of four wholesome children, and one needy husband.  That alone should warm your heart and make it all worthwhile.

Now, GET TO WORK, peeps!  My expectations *might* be too high, but I am expecting GREAT THINGS from you!  Peace!