r u kidding me?

r u kidding me?

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Rain, Rain Go Away...Please?

Another week of rain with another to follow.



Rosemary has never looked more tired except for that Friendly Village bowl tucked in with her. A few weeks ago I found a box of chipped Friendly Village saucers and bowls at the Transfer Station. There they sat along with the broken glass and even though I'm not supposed to take anything, I disobeyed.

Thinking of all that Penny and Margo do with china, I knew that I'd find a purpose. You may have noticed that my window box header has a couple of plates tucked in. This is a direct nod to what I found at Linda's Blue Gate Blog. She has such cool ideas...check'em out!

Another bedraggled plant with a plate tucked in...



Lake Superior in my own driveway...



The street — no snow!



The reflection of the lamp is cheery and the only light we've had for days and days. If I were to really be keeping it real, I'd take a photo of the flooded basement and the mold growing on the garage walls, but I won't sully beautiful Blog World with that.

On the bright side, isn't the grass green?

Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

You Make Me Smile



Pat @ Mille Fiori Favoriti has done it again...twice! She gave me the cutest "You Make Me Smile" award and she's tagged me. This is such a sweet award that I'd like to pass it along to every single person who is on my blogroll and everyone who is reading today, too. Pardon me for not informing you in advance...another delayed post. So, please, snag it and share it with everyone on your blogroll, too; everyone deserves this one. I've yet to visit a blog that didn't make me smile.

And the tag is this: Name Five Songs that You Are Embarrassed to Sing. Okay, I'm going to tweak this one a bit because, even though I am told that I sing embarrassing songs, I am NOT embarrassed to sing them. John, however, sings quite a few that embarrass me...especially when he sings them in public. Ackkkkk!

1. On the Cover of the Rolling Stone

"We're big rock singers...we've got golden fingers And we're loved everywhere we go We sing about beauty and we sing about truth At ten thousand dollars a show We take all kind of pills to give us all kind of thrills But the thrill we've never known Is the thrill that'll get you when you get your picture On the cover of the Rolling Stone." (Did I say ackkkkk?)

2. A Tombstone Every Mile

All you big and burly men who roll the trucks along Better listen, you'll be thankful when you hear my song You have really got it made, if you're haulin' goods Anyplace on earth but those Hainesville Woods It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down You've gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice That Hainesville road is just a ribbon of ice It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods Down that stretch of road in Maine they call the Hainesville Woods He'll tell you that dying and goin' down below Won't be half as bad as driving on that road of ice and snow It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile (Uh huh, acccckkkkk!)

3. The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Actually, I'm pretty impressed with his memory on this one...14 stanzas and he knows at least three!

4. We Got Married in a Fever sung by Johhny Cash and June Carter Cash

5. Sylvia's Mother

Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why don't you leave her alone And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packin' she's gonna be leavin' today Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marryin' a fella down Galveston way Sylvia's mother says please don't say nothin' to make her start cryin' and stay And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurryin' she's catchin' the nine o'clock train Sylvia's mother says take your umbrella cause Sylvie, it's startin' to rain And Sylvia's mother says thank you for callin' and sir won't you call back again And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Tell her goodbye... Please... tell her goodbye...

There's a story about his singing this one in public. Once, while waiting in a checkout line, John noticed that the cashier's name tag read "Sylvia" so he began humming the song getting it firmly entrenched in his companion's head. By the time, they had reached the cashier, the friend was singing the words aloud never noticing the cashier's name until it was too late.

Needless to say, I'm going to be on the lookout for that little trick. And if I ever start singing The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald will someone please just hit me?

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(Just a little added fun...John joins Johnny and June for a bit of It Ain't Me Babe)

Have a great Tuesday!

Monday, August 4, 2008

Shifting Shades

I'm not really here. Don't those words inspire confidence? I'm trying to put a post or two "in the can" so to speak and am hoping that you'll not give up on me completely.

I have so many reservations about the month of August. I will miss my usual routine though my grandmother and I have a routine that we re-create on a yearly basis. This year will have the added dimension of my having a new husband in tow. It could be more than interesting.

A few days ago, Dawn shared that perhaps I'd be interested in a new magazine that she had just found called Mary Janes Farm .



How surprised I was when I actually found it at Borders...bottom rack, way in behind, but I found it! Yippee! This magazine is so full of wonderful things that I can't encourage you enough to go out and take a look for yourselves. It's a bit pricey, but well worth the cost for all the neat things including patterns and ideas. If you love embroidery, sewing, vintage clothing, etc., you'll enjoy this one. Thanks, Dawn!

I so want to do this project from the magazine...



now that's inspired!

You can see just how uninspired I was this week when I needed two new lampshades. Here's the first purchased from a lighting store and looking pretty nice, at least, I think so.We've been working on that one little corner of the addition for a bit. It began with John's beautiful bookcase to house some of his vast collection. And it's ongoing. The clock is one that used to live at church; John broke it while changing the battery. He replaced the clock for the church and had this one kicking around in his barn...the side is dented and the glass is broken. Up there, no one's much the wiser.

This is the shade that had been on the former lamp...
and this is what I had previously considered "inspired."










Sometimes, I have to laugh. So be looking for the truly inspired shade one day this month. It's my August project.

(Please forgive the quality of pics lately...we've had nothing much but the gloomiest of weather for most of the summer...days and days of rain. Have never seen a summer like it. This post was interrupted by thunder showers for hours. Ackkkk!)

Have a wonderful Monday!

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Meet Me There



As we strode along the path through the cemetery just enjoying the close of day and being together, John leaned down a bit and whispered, *"Every grave will open one day." That's a thought worth getting excited about! Then we passed a grave well over a hundred years old where the inscription read: Meet Me There. I can't think of a much better message to those of us following after.




*For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus comes, God will bring back with Jesus all the Christians who have died. I can tell you this directly from the Lord: We who are still living when the Lord returns will not rise to meet him ahead of those who are in their graves. For the Lord himself will come down from heaven with a commanding shout, with the call of the archangel, and with the trumpet call of God. First, all the Christians who have died will rise from their graves. Then, together with them, we who are still alive and remain on the earth will be caught up in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air and remain with him forever. First Thessalonians 4:14-17

DB