Saturday, November 10, 2007

Oh, Wouldja Look at That!

Isn't this lovely? I found it via Linda at Restyled Home (see sidebar) where she features Matthew Mead. There are terrific crafts and beautiful things to see at his site. I am linking to this craft with all the directions right *here* under the style section.

Yes, for all of those who are visiting from outside the U.S., it's interesting to see that here we are still in the land of pumpkins, leaves, and fall decor. But that craft has sooooo much potential, don't you think? I can see vintage Christmas cards, postcards, photographs, etc. What can you see?

This morning finds me baking the cake that I didn't bake yesterday. The carpenter was in the middle of such messes that I couldn't bear to turn on the oven and roast him out. He's forever asking who turned up the heat.

Anyway, it smells heavenly. The cake that is. Lately I feel like an echo or a director of blogs. Look at this! Look at that! Oh!! Now this would be lovely! Maybe some fine day I'll get an idea of my own to share. The cake, back to the cake. It's the recipe that Tina posted yesterday at Cherry Hill Cottage . Her directions and photographs made it all too simple. I'll let you know how it turns out. Did I say that it smells wonderful?

Edited to Add: Oh dear! I knew that cake was smelling way too good. It had 14 minutes left on the timer, but it is done plus a teensy bit more. That oven of mine!

Friday, November 9, 2007

Better Late Than Never

It was so much fun looking for books yesterday. It's the last of the autumn birthdays so I had shopping to do. I found Jan Karon's new book Home to Holly Springs where Father Tim learns whether one really can ever go home again. I hope so!

I found a little book for my grandsons based on "Over the River and Through the Woods." How timely, eh?

And, at last, I found Victoria and Paula Deen's Christmas! I am so excited about those. I was a titch disappointed with the Victoria magazine just because it's kinda skimpy; perhaps it'll be more full the next time.

As I chatted with the clerk, I mentioned that so many bloggers are excited about Victoria. She said that she was in charge of magazines and that knowing that was very helpful since she'd place it more prominently.

Hope that you all have an amazing weekend! I'm going to find some time to chill with two magazines.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Thou Shalt Not Whine

This little sign has been hanging over my bedroom bookcase for a few years now. I first purchased it as a reminder to my high school students that I didn't want to hear any fussing. As I looked at it last night, I decided that I should move it to a more prominent place so that perhaps I might avoid committing the grievous sin of whining. And, yes, I would like a little cheese with my whine. :) As I was trying to decide where to place it, the carpenter said, "Is it whining if you're just stating the facts?" Interesting question. I don't know the answer.

While having coffee with my mom yesterday afternoon, I suddenly announced, without any forethought whatsoever, that I would be hosting Thanksgiving dinner right here. She was very relieved because these huge dinners for twelve adults and two great-grandchildren are getting to be too much for her anymore. This way, she can enjoy doing some baking without worrying about all the cleaning and preparation involved. Who knows where we'll all be next year, but this year, the time we have right now, is where we shall place our focus.

It's good to have something to plan. Very good.

P.S. Just as I suspected, my parents are quite attached to their bear and they don't want him (or her) to be shot. S/he's been happily munching apples on the side lawn for a few nights now. I hope that they don't mind not having evening visitors of the human variety any more. :)

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Over the River and Through the Woods

Over the river and through the woods,
To grandmother's house we go;
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh,
Through the white and drifted snow, O!

Over the river and through the woods,
Oh how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes, and bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the woods,
To have a first-rate play;
Oh hear the bells ring, "Ting-a-ling-ling!"
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day, Hey!

Over the river and through the woods,
Trot fast my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground, like a hunting hound!
For this is Thanksgiving Day, Hey!

Over the river and through the woods,
And straight through the barnyard gate,
We seem to go extremely slow.
It is so hard to wait!

Over the river and through the woods,
Now grandmother's cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

Believe it or not, I can remember singing this song for the first time away back in my first grade classroom. That classroom was a large rectangular space in the little brick schoolhouse, which was over 100 years old even when I attended and that was a good many years ago. There was a wall of huge windows that went from just above the row of bookshelves all the way up to a very tall ceiling. As it was an upstairs classroom, we were always roasty, toasty warm, which is such a wonderful memory on this chilly morning. On the back wall, there was a large framed print of a Pilgrim family hiding behind a great big tree as an Indian passed by. (I have tried without success to find this painting to include, but perhaps some will remember seeing it.)

One blistering cold November day when snow began to spit, our beloved teacher Mrs. Pulsifer taught us this song and we sang it with all the gusto that first graders can muster. Mrs. Pulsifer provided me with my first sense of wonder at the Thanksgiving story. Thanksgiving remains my favorite part of American history and my favorite holiday.

Maybe all of this is why I find myself longing for these bowls. I really don't need the bowls; I really don't have the space for the bowls, but I want the bowls. What do you think? Are they great bowls or is it just me?


Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Bookshelves and Bears

I was reading one of the many newsletters that I receive. In one, from Dan Miller, a story is told of a golfer who always lobbed his golfball directly into the water instead of over to the green beyond. He determined that his problem was focusing too much on the obstacle instead of on his real goal...the green. It has made me think of how many times I do that, too.

For example, the bookshelves have been finished for a week. They have been sitting there empty because I have been thinking what's the point. Here's a pic. As you can see, I've decided to put something on my side. I don't know if sis will do something on hers, but that's not my deal. My side is my deal. It looks a lot better and makes me smile.

This morning, I received a call at six from a hunter wanting to know how early my parents would be up. Sigh. "Not now!" was my reply. Seems he has a license to shoot bear and is quite eager to find the one wreaking havoc on my parents' back lawn. Somehow, though, I think my parents will decline. I'll keep you posted.

Monday, November 5, 2007

What's Out There?

Did I just say that I was turning this back to my pretty blog? Then I go and post a picture like this, which definitely qualifies as the nastiest quality yet.

Saturday morning, my mom asked me what would bend a birdfeeder pole in two, open a heavily lidded container of birdseed and eat all thirty pounds of it. I said, "A bear!" She said, "No, I'm thinking a raccoon."

Well, I love to crow when I am right. Do you see the bear? He was back last night looking for more birdseed. He's huge! I explained just how Mother could get a better photo, but her response was "Just a screen between the two of us?! You've got to be kidding." I'd go up to help her out, but I have a lot to do tonight. ;>

Oh, the warden says that bears get a bum rap, that they're hungry and looking to load up on calories before they go into hibernation soon, and that if my parents will just take in the birdfeeder for a couple of weeks, he'll stop visiting. Hmmmm, wonder how they're going to take in their crabapple tree.

Edited to Add: Almost's Monday's Moment at My Messy, Thrilling Life. I love Mondays, don't you?

Edited to Add on 11/08/2007: My friend Christin tells me that she can't make out the bear so I think that many of you may have had trouble. Here's the same picture with an outline around the bear.

Sunday, November 4, 2007


Ahhh, this looks as good a place as any to hang out today.

When I was down in that cold Methodist Church basement yesterday, I spent some time reading the bulletin board. A good, newsy bulletin board is a wonderful thing. And I found two great things on that board. The first was a little saying that goes like this: If you can't sleep, don't count sheep, talk to the Shepherd. I like that...I've been having such trouble sleeping lately. The night before last, I poured a large tumbler full of brandy and toddled off to bed at 6:30 in the evening. It was scary how well that worked so I won't be repeating that often. Counting sheep actually does work quite well for me, but I am prone to awake with a start several times in the night. The talking with the Shepherd idea is fine unless in the talking one forgets to leave it there with Him. It's His deal if we yield to Him.

The second thing was the Complete Serenity Prayer. I didn't know anything about the Serenity Prayer past the first verse. It has three verses and here are the words:

The Serenity Prayer
By Reinhold Niebuhr

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change
Courage to change the things I can
and wisdom to know the difference

Living one day at a time
Enjoying one moment at a time
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace.
Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is,
not as I would have it

Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
forever in the next.

My favorite line is "taking this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it." There are so many things where we simply have no choice other than our own attitude. Try as we might, some things are truly beyond us.

Last night, I was visiting Kari at Just Livin' Large (see side panel) and she directed me to South Breeze Farm where Leah has an "I'm Giving Thanks" project going. I'm a little behind, but I hope to join in, too. Perhaps not by making Leah come here to check on my list, but by directing folks to her.

Have a blessed Sunday!

Picture Source

If you click on the words to the Serenity Prayer, it will take you to a site where beautiful pictures will accompany the words. Nice if you have the time.