Saturday, December 31, 2011

No Time on My Hands-The Story of Grace McCance Snyder

In Blogdom, I have been reading so many wonderful Year in Review posts in the past couple of days. It has all felt familiar because, for the past several weeks, I have been reading a life in review.

The biography autobiography is No Time on My Hands. It is traveling around the country because Suzanne of At Home With the Farmer's Wife created a book swap and lined up an itinerary from the bloggers who expressed an interest in reading it.

The book is based on the life of Grace McCance Snyder who grew up in Nebraska during the 1880s and 1890s. Her dream as a girl was to grow up to marry a cowboy, to create exquisite quilts, and to fly above the clouds. It's a Little House on the Prairie sort of book for adults. Death and Weather feature prominently and more vividly than many of the characters.

Whether Grace married a cowboy or flew above the clouds, I'll not say, but I will give it away that she did create exquisite quilts. Her famous flower basket quilt is at the bottom of *this list* where you can click on her quilt to see it more closely and you can read the amazing details of its creation.

This book is much more, however, than a story about quilting. In fact, quilting does not feature prominently until the final chapter. No Time on My Hands is the story of a pioneer life homesteading in Nebraska. Grace lived a remarkable life in a remarkable time.

Often as I was reading, I thought that the book could be made into a compelling movie. Imagine my surprise reading in the Epilogue to learn that it had been made into a play called Quilters. I loved the description of the play (except for one clinker) and would love to see it performed. Life is like a quilt with thousands of pieces making up the whole.

On this last day of 2011, I want to thank you for visiting me here in my little spot in Blogdom. I am living an unremarkable life (though I may be living in a remarkable time). That you honor me by visiting and commenting never ceases to amaze me. With about gazillion four hundred million blogs from which to choose,  I am humbled that you're reading here today. I also look forward to another year of blogging together. Blogdom is remarkable...

Here's wishing you a Happy New Year filled with God's richest blessings!

Love Vee

Friday, December 30, 2011

Tea and Mug Cozy and an Offer Easily Refused

Slow start this morning because I stayed up reading until I fell asleep in my book. I read the first 250 pages or so in snatches over the past two weeks and nearly that much more in just one afternoon and evening. I so prefer to sit down and read a book straight through from cover to cover. I understand that it is a luxury that few of us can afford; however, I highly recommend it. Yes, I am going to discuss the book briefly here, but I do need to finish the final chapter and the Epilogue first.

Let's chat about tea, specifically the rooibos tea that Gwen gifted me with just before Christmas. John remembered that he had two tea balls in his desk at the Ponderosa so I was able to brew my cup today. Two words: smooth and delicious. I'm not sure if it's the tea or the flavor of the tea—Red Caramel Night.

I followed directions to the letter. Did you know that your tea is only as good as the water you use? So says the package. Knowing that my tap water has chlorine, I switched out to some bottled water, which I happen to know is delicious.

*This* is where I found the mug cozy directions. I used them some of the time and the rest of the time, I made up my own pattern. I have made three for three special gals. I'm just testing this one out to see if it works. Seems to!

And this is the offer so easily refused.

Sell back my copy for a mere $5.44? They're nuts. I was quite surprised to find this offer at Amazon this morning. Is there a shortage of Mennonite Girls Can Cook cookbooks? Perhaps Lovella, Judy or Ellen could answer that one!

Love Vee

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Gifts Glimpses~Day Four/Five

A driving rain blew through leaving the screens filled with raindrops and taking all our snow — again!

Thought I'd share some Christmas gifts. I'm even going to share my nighty. Still wearing it, too, at this late hour. May wear it all day. I'm feeling rebellious like that.

The tree is still up and will be until January 7. The cat will probably have a nervous breakdown when it goes and I'll probably have to purchase her one of those fancy schmancy cat condos.

Let's take a closer look to the left where we'll find John's work station and his new radio on the top shelf there. He's a radio man for sure.

This radio replaces his former one with an unwieldy antenna at his former work station, which was obviously also used to corral wrapping paper.

I so very happily removed it to the upstairs where I can listen while working in my sewing room.

A gift from the grands...a sweet little tea cup pin cushion. Sam is going to help me load it with pins next time he comes. He'll be feeling better then.

My daughter gave the family a gift that proves that everything old is new again.

It'll be one of those roving gifts. Whenever anyone's in the mood for Atari, it'll land in that home. Haven't figured out how to use it yet, but I'm sure one of the geeks will show up eventually.

This is a gift from my son and daughter-in-law. Have you seen these? It's from T*emp-t*ations. It's an extremely versatile serving dish that can be used for chip and dips, crudites and dips, and as a cake server. I'm using it to serve up this leftover cake.

And lastly my new powder blue white polka-dotted flannel nighty. I do adore a flannel nighty. This is a gift from John.

I've so admired all the gals who were not invisible this Christmas season and who shared photos of themselves. Thought I'd join them! (Hahahahahhahahahahhahahaha...)

Oh, you'd like to see the nighty? Here you go...

Have a wonderful day, my friend. I'm repairing to the sofa and my book with a cup of tea and a piece of cake.

Love Vee

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Day Three/Four of Christmas

Today is the 4th Day of Christmas and I can paint you a word picture. It'll be me scurrying about to clean up those empty boxes and the Styrofoam packing that have been hanging around for the past few days.

Hanging out Watching a Movie on the New TV

Yesterday (3rd Day of Christmas) Sam and I had a rousing game of "Hook the Foot." It involved swinging the Styrofoam around and round on one foot then letting it fly across the room to land on the other's foot, if all went well. It didn't always go well. In fact, sometimes it was downright scary. Fun times!

Buzz and Buzz Incorporated Hanging Out Christmas Day

Yesterday, though we still had our date, Sam wasn't feeling so well...a cold. He spent some of his day lying low watching a movie, reading books, playing school, and the like. Yes, Molly got her bath, too! I build a fine ship of two overstuffed chairs pushed together. It makes the most amazing cozy spot for a little person. I remember them well from my childhood stays at my Nana H's home. She was an expert at cozy bed-making.

Sam's Ship

The afternoon ended, as all good afternoons do, with ice cream. By that time we had the baby grand in tow and so had a lovely time with both boys. Grands make life grand!

Have a wonderful Wednesday...

Love Vee

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Sledding, Et Cetera

Sledding Day

There's a whole lot going on in this little mosaic, especially in the first photo. My daughter-in-law stuffing the baby grand into his boots is reminiscent of the scene in A Christmas Story where Randy's mother stuffs him into his snowsuit: Getting ready to go to school was like getting ready for extended deep-sea diving. Yup, saw a little bit of that today.

My son is also scouting out the lay of the land because he was hooking up the new tv system for us, which is the reason why one could find John earlier in the morning doing this...

Goodbye, tv, you've served us well. You are now too heavy for us old folks and we can't even justify hauling you up the stairs to the bedroom.

The oldest grand made a date with me on Christmas Day. He is quite the little salesman and began his proposition with a little clearing of the throat as an attention-getting ploy. Seems he was concerned about all this free time that he has on his hands what with school vacation and all. He wondered if I might consider going out for breakfast with a morning of bike riding after. I reminded him that the cemetery is closed. He said, "Oh forget it." By last night, he had reconsidered and will now be going out for breakfast this morning after all and later helping me bathe Molly. It's the little things. =)

A happy day to you...

Love Vee

Monday, December 26, 2011

Day Two of Christmas—we enjoy celebrating the 12 Days of Christmas at the haven—and we're still going strong. The grands will be by soon for an afternoon of sledding and then we'll enjoy leftovers for supper. We'll have a quiet evening as three of our group must return either to work or to school on Day Three. Bummer!

Last Minute Tweaking

Making Music on the I-Phone

Help with Unwrapping A Gift

A Special Book to Auntie via S*hutterfly

Three Boys on the Sofa

Wishing you all the joys of this wonderful time of year. Merry On!

Somebody's Got to Wear the Hat!

Love Vee