Monday, May 24, 2021
Sunday, May 23, 2021
June arrives in just a little over a week! Who else feels as if we just stored away Christmas?
This was my kitten a few years ago...
And again... a favorite spot even now.
Sunday, May 16, 2021
Today seemed just perfect for decorating for the Summer Patriotic Holidays. The skies were gloomy, and we were besieged with heavy rains and winds... My son was busy in his room all morning, so I just happily scooted around the tote of Red, White, and Blue, and officially said hello to the summer. This little bear was dressed by a good friend of Mom's, and she perches on an afghan I made for my dad many years ago. I used Heartland bulky yarn, and I love it except it has never stopped shedding on everything.
My son was most impressed with the flat spaces that appeared.. He loves space, and my style of living seems to inhabit every flat space in the house.
This is my mom's childhood doll holding a photo of our American Princess, Shirley Temple. She sits in the corner of the kitchen right now and helps me cook and clean.
My mother and grandmothers made and quilted this during the Bicentennial. I remember my gramma was never a fan of buying fabric for a quilt. She thought it should be made from scraps of worn or unloved clothing. However, my mama wanted this, and it is so cheerful to me right now.
I made this a few years ago. I almost forgot to get it out this month!
My dad would have loved this advertisement! He was such a patriot and also a telephone retiree and collector.
Main Street USA... I festooned a few banners together that came from good friends for my birthday. Think maybe Hobby Lobby???
My son is seven years old in this photo... I love it! I cannot believe he is going to be 40 his next birthday. I still see this little guy whenever we are laughing hilariously over something or other.
Have a wonderful week!
Whimsy and Hugs!
Tuesday, May 11, 2021
Hello! Each chilly day brings us one day less of extreme summer swelter. But wow! It is going to be in the 30's again this week at night... I love 💘it!
I had to put my Muggs monkey back in the glass cabinet. For some stupid reason my cat decided this monkey had to go. She was obsessed and even tried to nibble! I don't think I'd ever yelled at her before.... but I sure took the roof off on this one!
This is how we journal most mornings... a little too much help!
Tomorrow we are going to prepare pineapples, grapes, blueberries? strawberries, and heirloom tomatoes in the dehydrator! That bonus Aldi delivery left us with a ton of fresh fruit...
Sunday, May 9, 2021
Well, I have not had the best week. On Monday morning about 3 a.m. I had what turned out to be Afib. I had no idea what was happening, so I called 911 and took my first ambulance trip to the ER. They released me with new medicine and followup instructions.
I saw my regular doctor and then Friday had an echocardiogram. Turns out I have aortic stenosis and will need my valve replaced soon. I am feeling back to fine but the diagnosis allows no chance for this to cure itself...
You know..... I did not ever in my 66 years feel mortal until Friday morning when the doctor [who is a kind young man who brings his 16 year old Golden Retriever] told me he was sorry to tell me this. There is a newer process called TAVR to replace valves without open heart surgery... so....
I am hoping to get my spirit back up to par... My son is hopeful, and so am I... much worse news could have come my way... Since no lifestyle choices cause this issue, none can really improve it. However, better healthy habits are always a plus!
So on happier notes... we had a fun Mother's Day. Ready for another week. I am to wear a monitor bag for 30 days. Sounds just crummy to me. Lol... so much for ending on that funny note!
We did get a neat surprise. Instacart left us a huge order by mistake on our front porch instead of our tiny one! We were told to keep it, our order was replaced, and they gave us 10 dollars credit for our "trouble"! Hope the delivery person doesn't get fired!
Take care! This is Mom's baby dress!
Saturday, May 8, 2021
Wednesday, April 21, 2021
One of my high school classmates posted the question, "How many cups of coffee do you drink a month?" She got answers ranging from proud zeros to laughing --but kinda sheepish 100's. I added my comment that I drank coffee at least once a day because I loved to feel connected to all my friends and family, living and passed away, who delighted in a morning coffee!
I felt odd at that reasoning... But then those dear faces and their steaming cups began to focus. My grandmother, Ma we called her, specifically taught me to drink coffee. She had a beautiful collections of bone china teacups, and she poured them for us grandchildren with a delightful concoction of milk, sugar, and gradually more and more coffee ratio. Delightful!
My grandfather, Paw-paw, and my other grandma, Gramma, never missed a morning with coffee and the newspaper at the kitchen table. I still have his ironstone cup that was created with no handles. He cradled it in his work-worn hands and seemed to drink in the warmth of that daily ritual. It holds my toothbrush and toothpaste, but I don't personally like its unusual, unglazed feel for drinking.
My own parents drank coffee together every morning, and they brewed a delightful silver-ish percolator every time a guest entered our door, day or night... Coffee smells and sounds like hospitality! I had to get rid of that pretty percolator because it shocked me every time I touched it!!!! It was tossed in a fit of overwhelm when the builders were here and my things were in total chaos.
Then there were my coworkers, teachers who daily shared sessions of coffee and brainstorming together. I remember how the school board hurt the feelings of the older teachers when they decided to cut costs and require teachers to bring coffee from home/pay for our own. I always brought in my 5# even if my schedule wouldn't allow time for me to drink it...
Coffee tastes so mellow from a thermos taken to a football game or auction. Paw-paw drank his thermos in the sweltering hayfield. Now that's a coffee lover! I love the Tumblin' Tumbleweed coffee I order from Texas with their special label for my grandfather.
During this lockdown I make coffee for my son and me every morning. He says he learned to make and drink coffee at age 13 when he dubbed himself honorary coffee maker and server in the Cardiac waiting room as his grandfather (my dad) recuperated from coronary bypass surgery.
Thanks to friend blogger Miss Merry, I ordered a few of these photo organizers, and I have three filled so far with photos, teas, and embroidery floss! Fun!
I enjoy my cup and think of the hundreds of cups shared with dear friends when they visited in my kitchen. Some stand out as real connoisseurs. (Paula, Patty, Karla, Nellie, Mr. Buster, and myself). I think of the delicious conversation and common ground shared. It must be a real love because I have made several junk journals with its theme.
I sometimes realize the dangers of metaphorical connections. Sometimes a cup of coffee should just be a beverage, not a vessel for bridging the time/space continuum... I have a huge stash in my coffee cupboard---- too much really!
But hey, check out the 3 mugs I made with old photos of this house when Daddy began to save it, our old barn just about to crumble to the ground, and a July party in my gramma's kitchen over 50 years ago... I also usually make a mug for each high school grad as my gift and several others with cherished photos (new grandma, special cousins, gardens and aunts...) . I really love to order them from Walmart.
Whimsy and Hugs!