Welcome! It surely has been hot in my corner. How's it been in yours?
We love to enjoy ice cream sodas on the deck and I've been tiring of the root beer variety. You may note that we use "diet" soda. Yes, because we've got to do something to cancel out all those ice cream calories. Otherwise, we'll be prime candidates for this unfortunate Ice Cream Shop name.
Enjoy your cyber tour, and I do hope that you have an ice cream soda in hand!
Curious whether I made it out of the sewing room by noon? No, I did not, but I did move on to other things to include Nan's Nook, the office, and some of the basement.
This is not my craft room, but I thought you might like to see an amazing one at Triple the Scraps in case you were hoping to see mine today.
At least the space is clean enough for me to get my hands on projects that have been piling up. This is a mail caddy idea that I saw somewhere in my blog hopping travels. Unfortunately, I can not remember where. If anyone knows, please tell me so that I can give credit where credit is due. Again, this is not my idea.
As you can see in the before picture, I had already begun doing "something" to my formerly plain wooden caddy. I decided not to get all fussy and just go ahead with the idea as I remembered it.
And here it is all finished or as finished as I plan to do it.
I used the Edwardian Script font as it is so like my own writing... ;)
Speaking of "outgoing" we are outgoing to supper tonight. Yay!
Create a wonderful day for yourself and your family...
Instead of seashells, I used old bits of broken jewelry. Everything, including the clasp to close the bracelet, is vintage with the exception of the grosgrain ribbon. Hope that my niece will like it. She's a titch quirky like her aunt. ;>
These are the vintage Christmas tree ornaments that my mother recently gave me. She must have carefully divided her collection between my sister and me because I notice there are missing items.
Specifically, the teapot and the bugle are missing as are an old paper Santa and some angels. This is not a problem; I am just terribly observant some of the time.
These ornaments hung on my great-grandparents' Christmas tree back in Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada. The tree that went up on Christmas eve and down on Christmas night. Gheesh. All that work for a mere twenty-four hours.
Yesterday evening, I told my mother that even if she were to give me rubies, emeralds, and diamonds, nothing would mean more to me than these faded, paint-peeling ornaments. I also told her that even if she were to give me rubies, emeralds, and diamonds that my house can't take any more so please stop.
Still working on the sewing room. I hate two-day cleaning efforts in one room. It just goes to show the amount of sorting, etc., that needed doing.
Whatever task you're up to, hope that it goes very well!
No sunshine for two days, which is not a problem because we've needed the rain, that is until taking photos. Sorry about all the shadows and darkness. And looking at all these flowers, etc., I'm seeing the room with new eyes. I'm sure that my hubby would appreciate a less feminine room. New paint would be great, too!
We have some time to ourselves, John and I. My time will be used to clean, clean, clean. There are those who believe that cleaning is a time waster in my situation; I've heard from them. ;D What they may not realize is how close to the edge I get when things are out of order. So putting things back in order is very therapeutic for me. The bedroom came first. Next I'm tackling the sewing room.
And John has wanted/needed time to himself for his own projects at the Ponderosa. He has been quite strapped here helping me with Nan so I know that he'll find this time therapeutic as well.
There's a big part of me that would like to get in the car and get out of town. In moments like this, I remember Ryan Gosling's song "Put Me in the Car." (If you'd like to listen, stop my playlist at the bottom of the page by clicking on the double bars.)
Put Me in the Car
Shadows are my friends And the light hits my face And hides behind the clouds And its institute of grace And our children warm their beds With dreams of growing old But deception has run rampant And their futures have been mistold
Chorus: Just put me in the car And drive so far Until I'm free again And whisper in my ear That all these years I've been dreaming And then kiss me goodnight And it'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all that I have ever asked of you
Darkness thinks I'm pretty And the rain covers my soul But the women think I'm ugly They care not for hearts of gold And freedom teaches nothing If only to create Lately innocence is jaded Only preachers hate
Chorus: Just put me in the car And drive so far Until I'm free again And whisper in my ear That all these years I've been dreaming Then kiss me goodnight And it'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all that I have ever asked of you
Just put me in the car And drive so far Until I'm free again
Then kiss me goodnight And it'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all right It'll be all that I ever asked of you
