Seven Things About Me!

Isn't this little message board cute? I just listed it on my ebay and it comes with ephemera! A good deal for someone.
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I've been tagged by Celeste to tell you some deep dark secrets!! Hah. No, I'm just to tell you 7 things that no one knows about me. Hmmmm..... there are a lot of things that I could tell you.

1. I have lived in many states: Texas, Virginia, Rhode Island, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Arizona, Utah (for a short time while Jack was in the USMC and overseas), Idaho and California.

2. I can memorize phone numbers easily and license plates. I know most of my friends by their license plates when I see them on the freeway instead of looking for them in the cars.

3. My very favorite sandwich is chicken salad. I make a good one too!!

4. My grandmother was a babysitter for the old actress Joanne Dru.

5. I am not an especially sentimental person; I forget birthdays of hubby, kids and grandkids on a regular basis, forgot my anniversary a couple of times and my son is exactly the same way.

6. I almost died in childbirth and had a "near death experience" that was an eye opener for me.

7. I hate driving on mountain roads. I usually put my seat back down and not watch.

Now I'll think about who I'm going to tag and let ya know later. Gotta run for now.

My Heart is So Humbled Tonight!

My heart is so very full today from what I received in the mail - an unexpected "surprise" gift from someone. It's always astonishing to me the gifts I receive. I never ever expect any but I am so blessed to have been given so many things unexpectedly. This is from a lady who I've been helping with her computer. She is a delightful woman and we communicate via instant messaging frequently. But when I got my mail today and saw this I was thunderstruck! What an adorable little house!! She said it is from an aunt of hers and every time she looked at it she was reminded of ME. Can you imagine?! I am so overwhelmed tonight thinking of her. And it always so nice to know someone thinks of me.

Now, the card is another thing entirely different. She enclosed 2 cards and the one pictured here is from an Amish friend of hers. (I seem to have come across a few women lately who live near and associate with the Amish!) Anyway, this card was NOT computer generated. The lady made it with stamps and cut outs of roses she has glued on. My instructions from this lady are to send it to someone I love. I have many women I love dearly and it'll be a challenge to know who needs it most at the moment but I'll do as she requests. I'd absolutely love to keep it but I can't. I shall, however, scan it to keep a beautiful remembrance of this sweet lady. She isn't "into" blogs and will never read this but she'll definitely be remembered by me! And sweetly, of course. :-) Gosh, what a full heart I have tonight!!

Looks Like a New Chair!

I've had this chair for 25 years - actually it one of a pair of chairs that I've had recovered twice. They are high end chairs and stuffed with down. I have fought to keep the down stuffing in it when the upholstery people wanted to put in foam and fiberfil. NOT!! I love the cushiness of the feathers. First it was a pink/burgundy diamond print, then it was a gorgeous black with pink roses embroidery fabric (gorgeous!), now it is a kilim print with a sage background and shades of lavender and pink IF you look closely. The chairs originally cost $1,100 each and the first reupholstery cost pretty near that also for both chairs to be done. The second upholstery cost about $1,000 and that was about 4 or 5 years ago. Soooo I didn't think Jack would spring for another reupholstery so soon when it is great shape still. But I wanted a change after seeing a chair of Lynn's in Montana.

This woman, Lynn, lives in the wild and woolly west as I do and she still "breaks the mold" of having western decor or the ole beige overstuffed furniture so prevalent in most of the country but certainly in the "cowboy" states as we call them! LOL She is a girly girl!!!! Yeah. And her home is fantastic. She had a party recently and sent us pictures of it and a chair in it caught my eye. Well, let me tell ya, I was ready to go to Montana and do some "midnight" shopping - at Lynn's house. She gave me the name of the place where she got the slipcover for that chair, but, alas, they don't have any fabric like that anymore.

THEN I remembered that about 2 months ago I had a duvet cover that was kinda out of shape. So I took it apart and made 2 spreads out of it. Now, this is one of Rachel Ashwell's fabric and I love this particular print. So I went into the "closet of many covers" (my walk in closet) and grabbed it, went to the family room and threw it over the chair and knotted the ends and voilà, this is how it looks. A new chair for nothing!! Well, until I can get Jack to spring for another upholstery job, but that ain't looking any too promising in the near future. :-)

The Incredible Lightness of My Garbage Can........

If there was ever any doubt as to whether I'm funny, witty, humorous OR zany, this will disprove and dispel any doubt to those vicious rumors. Musings on a saturday afternoon...............while washing my garbage can.............and thinking back..................oh, well................

Years ago while Jack and I were taking private french language lessons we went to a french speaking movie in Berkeley, Ca., to get the "flavor" of the language. I probably didn't understand a bit of it and who DOES(?!) when you are so busy reading the sub-titles, anyway. But we were into our "hippy" stage or as "hippy" as we ever got, which wasn't really hippy for northern California in the 70s and 80s. Anyway, we also went to see a movie "The Incredible Lightness of Being" and now that I think back on it, it was rather a dud about a czech doctor during the soviet invasion of his country in the late 60s. But I just loved the title - whatever it means.

I've had this trash can for about 8 years now and I just love it. Can't find that kind any more. It's been with us during the move here 2 years ago, but it didn't really fit in the kitchen (this means I kept tripping over it or running into it and knocking it over!). So it was relegated to the garage just outside the door from laundry (famous or infamous to some of you depending on where you've started reading this blog and what your feelings are on laundry rooms in general). I see it everyday and just sigh and pat it when going in and out. Our garbage is now under the sink and it is kinda inconvenient to have it there but when you're scaling down ya adjust, know what I mean????

Today, I'm making little hang tags in my computer room/home office/craft room. I need another garbage can in there - or really in here since that's where I am at the moment. I start thinking, which Jack will tell you unequivocally is definitely a bad sign (for him anyway). :-) I want that garbage can under the sink in here! That means the green can comes back in and I risk the chance of tripping over it once again. I'll risk it!! I bring the can in and start washing it and that's where I'm thinking of that movie, the french lessons (Jack still can't speak a lick of french or even recognize the language; I'm thinking it's a mental thing about the french instructor, Holly, correcting his "je" so many times) and what in the heck I'm gonna post on my blog.

So this is it. My musings on a saturday afternoon while cleaning the garbage can for use in the house once again. (Can is very happy; I think I'll even give it a decal of roses!) Now, ya gotta click on the garbage can image to see what what it has to say about the whole affair!!

An Afternoon with Tasha

Today a young lady friend came over. She's in my church ward. The other day she and her mother came over to deliver some gorgeous roses from their garden to me since I had my foot operated on. How nice!! Always a pleasant experience. Anyway, when they were here Tasha, age 9 in October, ooohed and aaaahhed at my house, along with her mother. It's truly a girly girly home. So I told her she could come back and make tags with me whenever she wanted. She had never heard of tags but was excited to learn as it turns out. So this morning her mom called and asked if she could come over after school and I said, "Yes, of course." She and I spent a delightful hour and a half making tags - her first experience. Eight year old girls love that sort of thing generally and Tasha was no exception. We had a delightful time. I forget to get a picture of her tags or her but I do have photos of mine.