Tuesday, September 29, 2015

There comes a time, when the youngest in your family is in need of Senior pictures.  And he's a bit... oh, I don't know....not your typical local boy who wants it done in 5 minutes....I told him to get some ideas, so he went to PINTEREST...
  And he sent the the pins to the lady who was going to take the pictures... and she came with 2 daughters, who also had their own pinterest pins....and hours later....yes, quite a few hours later, he came home with an abundance of pictures to choose from.... some on the golf course...
 some in the hallway going up to the pool....along the stone wall...and thne again, maybe just right there on the steps, while the mom holds up a shirt to block out the extra light coming in the window...

And maybe right in the construction area, if the wall is the backdrop you need to get the look that you really, really think might be wonderful...or whatever word this generation using for wonderful...while trying not to fall into holes that are being dug....
And then, there is an over the shoulder shot, taken on a back road, and you realize, yet again, that this year will pass by soooooo fast.  The last chick is getting ready to leave the nest.  Today, we left him at a college for an overnight visit.... we are getting to the place of picking which road to take...not an easy task.  But, you've gotta trust that he will find his way...there's only so much you can do for them.
 And besides - he cleans up pretty good.  Enjoying our last senior year in this house....

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Senior day at Wolfpack football...

Today was Senior Day  for the football team.  It is the same school that I attended, but in my day, we had 60 kids in a class.  Not big at all, but bigger than now.  It is sort of a funny thing, but we are the corner of the state and the county.  Our closest schools, pretty equal distance apart, were always the ones we wanted to beat the most.  Our high school rivals.  As our numbers have decreased, it has been harder for us to fill team rosters in sports that take many people.  We have been slowly joining forces, sport by sport.  A few years ago we joined JV football with Sherman, the next year, it was the Varsity team.  The JV from Panama join Sherman-Clymer last year, too.  This is the first year the Varsity Team has been a three school effort.  We are CSP Wolfpack.  When we have enough kids to have our own teams (basketball, volleyball, etc) we are the Pirates of Clymer, the Sherman Wildcats and the Panama Panthers, the same as we've been since the 1930's or so.... but when we play football, run track and cross country, play golf...we are the Wolfpack.  It's working out OK in our house.  Some others are not so keen on it.  But it's our last football season.  We have sweatshirts that say CLYMER PIRATES FOOTBALL....and SC FOOTBALL...and now CSP FOOTBALL.  Probably all collectors' items... Our football players wear digital camo now...pretty neat.
We have the only Clymer senior, there is one Sherman senior, and 8 Panama seniors.  In a season of 7 games, we get 4 home games.  Clymer gets 2 home games, Sherman got senior day today, and Panama will get Homecoming in  couple of weeks.  It's rather weird.  We are a town that really gets behind our teams, like the other 2 towns.  To share the games, and to stand on the enemy side with the rest of your home team parents and fans is an adjustment.  But I'm getting over it.  My player is making new friends, learning how to adjust to this change, and entertaining new parents and coaches!  Probably not a bad skill to practice your senior year, getting ready to go out into the world.

Senior Mom, Tiffany Goldberg, gave the senior moms all digital camo hankies.  I thought, heck, I'm an old hand at this...no problem.  As you can see, I made good use of mine.
Here they go!  And after a loss at Clymer the first week, it was good to record a W on this weeks game!!

my front door...

Remember how I told you I had spiffed up my front door??  Here's a peek at it!

 And my mom decided that she wanted to get rid of her back yard perennial garden.  Would I check out some Blue Spruce for her??  She wants to plant two trees and then the birds will still have someplace to land when they are eating the bags of food they talk her into feeding them every year.  My dad likes the birds, too.  He buys seeds and feeders.  But my dad spends more time in the living room, and my mom likes to read and puzzle in the winter by the back windows, close to the feeders, and the two new blue spruce trees we delivered, dug holes for, and planted yesterday... thanks, Stan's Garden Center...for dropping off the trees when you delivered the bear on the rock that we saw when we went looking for trees.  He's pretty cute.  Scott was golfing last weekend, and a bear crossed the 17th hole when he was playing.  Some others saw it, too.  A little boy tried to get his dad to drive the cart closer...he won't eat our cart, Dad! 
 There he sits.  My mom said she hoped he wasn't too close to the road.  Someone might take him... If someone can lift that bear on that rock, I'm not messing with them... Hoping we don't have to worry about it.  I missed the delivery.
Have a good night....

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Today- chore day

I have errands to do...but I'm trying not to.  I need to get on a roll.  If I leave the house, I'll lose all the momentum I had going.  I did go for lunch...deliver a monthly packet of goodies to a client, and enjoy lunch at Pine Junction, then back to the list.  Day is winding down and now I look at my list and smile.  I made it to Yaples with my sewing machine for a lube and oil change.  With 1.5 minutes to spare.  I knew if I didn't hurry up and get it there, I'd be scrambling to have it for Scrap and Sew in October.  I also found out once that lots of occasion sewers get their machines out for Halloween costumes and have problems, so that is a busy time to drop you machine.  She said 2 weeks, but I'm thinking it'll be quicker.  I have the space of time now to do stuff.  I have to MAKE the time, and now's as good as any.
On my errand list was a stop at Lowe's.  I was talking with my mom the other day about trashing the shop vac and still not having one.  She loves her shop vac and said if her's quit today, she'd go and buy one today.  Well, I like a shop vac, but I'm not quite that intense, but looking around at several things, I decided that using my house canister sweeper for them was NOT the best plan of attack, so I put a shop vac and an extra filter in my cart.  I spent a lot of time poking around the trees and shrubs looking for a couple of Blue Spruce trees.  I located some babies, but I've found that if you plant something too small, you can run over it with the mower and not even feel the bump.  Passed them up and keep looking.  Got a gallon of that purple ceiling paint.  I like purple when it's wet, then white when it's dry.  Better when you are high up on a ladder.  I don't enjoy high up as much as did 10-20 years ago.   Got a half dozen wall paint strips and a sample of laminate flooring.  I'm ready to kick this project into gear.
Grabbed a Mum when I picked up the 2 gallons of milk at my next stop.  Looking for end of season deals where ever I went.  Pretty much gone, I think.
At home I looked at the list that I had been crossing stuff off today.  The big kitchen window got washed, as it wasn't as hot as it's been the past week or so.  And now it sparkles.  The refrig is also sparkling.  I'm always amazed by the stuff that comes out of there when I think it's under control.  Who opens 3 separate blocks of cream cheese to use a couple of tablespoons out of each.  Blue and fuzzy...totally gross.  Blue sour cream.  Who put this stuff in my frig when I wasn't looking???
I have an evergreen garland around my front door all the time and switch out the lights.  They were blue, so I pulled it all down and unwound the blues and bagged them.  Then hosed off the cobwebs and bird nest grass and wrapped it around with orange lights.  Hung back up and I'm ready for fall.  Pulled the summer flowers out of my grapevine wreath and put the fall silks in their place.  Tonight I dropped a new fall welcome mat in front of the door and added the mum beside.
I'm tired, but feeling like I got a bunch done today.  I still have quite a few things on my list, but there's always tomorrow.
I was watching Caddyshack, but guess I've had enough entertainment tonight.
Are you a list-maker, crosser-outer??  Or do you get a lot done by just going with the flow??

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Yarn Along Sept 9

Here it is!  Another Yarn along post!  Amazing, I know...

"~ Two of my favorite things are knitting and reading and I love sharing my projects and current reads here. I would love for you to join me every Wednesday to share a single photo of what you are knitting (or crocheting) and reading too! Share your photo on your blog, on Instagram (#yarnalong), or on Flickr. Leave a link below to share your photo with the rest of us! ~" Ginny at Small Things

I spent a little time this long weekend working on math and knitting.  Green vest knitting.  I figured out close enough where my extra stitches were and I got a row across and then a back again.  Now I've got the life line back in and I'm ready to go again.  WOW!  That lifeline really was.  Makes you think about people with no hope - what do you do when you've got no life line??  I have family, friends, church family and GOD.  That's enough lifeline to get me through the days and nights.  Not always easy, knitting this life together, but it's OK, and for the most part, I think I'm right where I'm supposed to be...no matter how frustrated, confused, or just plain crazy it is...
But, because it's taken me too long to get straightened back out, knitting, I mean,  the green vest did not come to work with me today.  Instead I grabbed the cotton dishcloth I was working on.  I've taken to doing YO's and K2T rows on my dishcloths, after my mom said she didn't really like cotton knitted dishcloths, because they got stinky before they got dry.  So I put more air in mine and I'm seeing how that works out.  And if it's a total bust, it will still wash some dishes.  I don't have to wear it and advertise my booboo's.   I also have a project bag with the brown alpaca shawl floating around.  Mindless knitting project.  It's needed right now.  I put some more stuff to right in my creative spot downstairs, and came across the Christmas stocking started a few years ago...which reminded me I really want to knit some more warm socks... I should have kept that up, because now I'll have to REMEMBER.... but the project room is coming together and I'm thinking if I get the scrapbook corner in any kind of order, I'll be ahead of the game.  Which just reminded me that I forgot to bring my sewing machine along to drop it off for an oil change and tune up.  Drats!!  Maybe I'll just have to bring it back tomorrow.
And for Reading, I'm still doing the Fannie Flagg book.  But I've been writing down other Yarn Along books and there's a couple I've looked up on the Library Kindle spot.  I had a small pile of unopened magazines that I worked through this weekend.  Country Living had some paint colors I kind of like and I've got a girl's room that needs converted to a guest room so that there is a place to sleep when kids come home.
How about you?  What's on your needles, hooks, reading tables and nightstand??

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

A historic Day

Today was a historic day.  After many, many. many years, I took a picture of my last first day of school.  I'll still have college first days, but I won't be there.  My first first day of school for my family was 1994. and now, 22 years later, I'm closing the door on this part of life...
 The picture at the front door - a classic pose.  I take a big shot and a closer up one.
 Senior year- this little boy that came to us from Russia at 3 1/2 years old and finishing up his high school years.  He said yes he DID brush his teeth, always  one of the things to check before picture time.  No picture of the school bus, cuz this boy has been working and bought his own car last year and he needs to get home after football practice..
So he puts stuff into his car and drives away... ready to start the beginning of the end.  And although you say it, I don't think they ever fully realize how different life will be; how they should truly embrace this year and the time you spend just being with people you may never be with again.  After my 35th class reunion this year, we vowed to get together more often.  These people that we used to spend hours with, every day.  There's a bit of a feeling, as we age, to touch back to where we came from and who we have missed over the years.  How about you??  Are you having Back-to-school experiences or memories this fall??

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Yarn Along - sept 2015

Hey Friends!  It's been so long!!  I think sometimes I've just dried up.  I'm not taking the time to write in the mornings and that seemed to be the key before...

Joining Ginny at Small Things... and the rest today...
"~ Two of my favorite things are knitting and reading and I love sharing my projects and current reads here. I would love for you to join me every Wednesday to share a single photo of what you are knitting (or crocheting) and reading too! Share your photo on your blog, on Instagram (#yarnalong), or on Flickr. Leave a link below to share your photo with the rest of us! ~"

First, I'll share a bit of my looooong read.  The Daughters of Harwood House.  I started this on vacation in Michigan in July.  AND I took a couple of other books.  I think this was one of my Christmas books that just hadn't gotten a chance..so it has sand and iced tea and cookie crumbs and lake water and sweat and miles and miles on it.  But it is done and it has passed into the hands of a friend who just might read it before it snows.  It was a good book, and I did enjoy it, just short on time.  It was 954 pages, I believe.  Three stories in one.  First lays the groundwork on how the family in England landed on hard times and then each daughter has her tale of selling herself into a term of servanthood and the story unfolds for each.  I would read this again.  This will sound whimpy, but it did get heavy some nights when you are looking for a comfortable reading-in-bed position and how to prop it.
    So, after spending my summer with this book, I was strightening out a few other spots and I found a Fannie Flagg book that a friend had loaned me.  I like Fannie Flagg, but I couldn't remember if I had read this one or not... Back in my days of visiting with Nancy McIntosh at the Ripley Library, she got me onto a few Fannie Flagg books.  I was just reading a post somewhere last night about going on a Book Binge, where you find an author you like and read everything they wrote...or ripping through a series.  So now I've started Welcome To The World, Baby Girl and it's not feeling familiar to me, so I'm thinking it's a fresh read for me.
    And, after spending not-enough time figuring out where I've messed up my green vest, I've pulled out the alpaca shawl yarn and tossed that in the traveling bag.  It's just a terribly simple crescent shawl and it's mindless and I'm adding some rows of purl here and there.  I had started something else with the brown, then unraveled and started this.  I think it came off and undid itself when I wasn't looking..  There's also some cotton going into a dishcloth.  I've been making some holier cuz my mom doesn't like the regulars - says they don't dry fast and get stinky.  So I'm knitting a few rows and the edges then doing a bunch of K2T and YO along the rows to give it AIR!

 See all the strings in that green vest?  I'm not practiced with patterns, so I'm afraid to rip it back and since my lifeline got tugged, it's not the useful tool it was before.  RATS!  Maybe this weekend...I might have to skip a few hands of cards at the campground to get myself straightened back out.
THIS should have posted yesterday, but life happened and I SO want to get back in the groove of posting, so better late than never...

Monday, August 10, 2015

Losing...and winning...

Friends come and go... Life gets busy.  We have kids at different ages and in different activities.  Some move away and some drift away.  But this friend has been around a long, long time.  He was a year younger than me, but I remember him from Sunday school class.  And since I'm very small town, I've really known him forever. Last week, my friend Eric, was supposed to come home from a Pittsburgh hospital, where there was no more they could do for him.  Instead he went home to God and his new, expanded, heavenly family.

There were so many memories with this man.  For a while, we were related.  We went to the same church and we were involved in Youth Fellowship there with the teens.  He and his wife, much longer than us, for 19 years, I believe.  That's a lot of young lives to touch.  Eric was a piano player.  Not always the easiest to sing with, as he sometimes would get a wild hair and take off on his own, leaving us looking puzzled at our music.
He was special, but aren't we all?  To someone?  So we are sad at what we are losing, but if we follow our faith, and put it in God, are we really winning?  Hard to see that through the tears sometimes, but it is.
We have all worn green wrist bands stamped NO ONE FIGHTS ALONE!  So true... 
Happy Birthday in Heaven, dear friend.  Eat Aunt Luella's cake tops, sing with so many of your family and friends and smile, once again.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Kyle's Quilt

here is my scout quilt.  My nephew graduated this June from high school.  He achieved the honor of Eagle Scout and we used that theme to celebrate in his quilt.  Thrown here on the rack, you don't get the full view of all of these patches, but there are a mess of them.  His dad, a scout leader, helped a lot to be fully involved in all the various events around their council.  The large piece is in row three of the quilt.  It is a background of eagles, with his name appliqued on it.  It also has the arrow from his order of the arrow sash.  I'm not a scouty person.  I was a brownie for a few years and I was a leader for several with different aged girls over the years.  We just never had a very active scout group and my boys were not really involved past cub scouts.  But, I learned some things while trying to figure out how to put this thing together.  My offer to my needle-challenged sister was if there were some ideas for his quilt, to let me know.  She brought me the display board and said do whatever you want with it....so I pondered, and started, then set it aside when I realized the other grad party was before this one...then I started and it all went pretty well.
Since this family is scouty, many of their friends and party guests are also scouty.  There was a lot of looking and conversation around this quilt.  And I was happy for that.  Not for me.  But for the boy who spent so much of his growing-up time doing scout things.  Here's hoping it holds up to the years of wear and tear that a grad quilt can be subject to.  And much congratulations on a job well done, and a new phase of life just begun.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Graduation 2015

This past couple of weeks, I've been working in my not-yet-completed work room on some grad gifts.  This is the quilt gifted last night to my niece, Christy.  The family tends to be Pittsburgh sports fans, so when the black and white prints needed a POP of color, the quilt store lady pulled out this bright yellow fun fabric and I said WHY NOT??  It turned out pretty good.  And the added benefit is that I believe that could spill most anything on it and not even have it show much.  Important asset for a college girl.

I am stalling now and need to get back to my boy scout quilt...need to be much further than I am by bedtime... and still a grad party and a baseball game to go to...

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Sally McMullin

Saturday, I drove over to our local Catholic church for a memorial service.  It was for my former cheerleading advisor and later neighbor, and always 'Coach Mac's wife, Sally'.  She had kids around my age in school and we all grew up together.  There are still places in America where that is done and I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Sally could be a tough cookie if she needed to be, because remember, 'to whom much is given, much is expected'.  And also, she was married to the Football Coach, and he was much the same.  We learned a lot more than cheerleading from Sally.  So as not to be confused, we were not competition cheerleaders, doing huge climbing mounts and acrobatics, but for the late 70's, we put it together pretty well.  She taught us to get along, she taught us rules are for being followed, no matter who you are or what your name is, she taught us that good brownies could fix a lot of things in life. She taught us that having friends to walk with every day, for 30 years is a wonderful thing.  She had a love of reading and was a big Library Friend.  She was feisty and she was Irish.
Sally had lovely gardens overflowing in perennials and she was glad to share the flowers and the plants with friends.  The flowers at the service were from her gardens.  They weren't showy, braggy gardens.  They were the kind that you walked past and often just had to stop and look at, or walk closer to and sniff deeply.  The kind that just draw you in like a swing on a porch, not a STAY OFF THE GRASS kind of place.

Sally was a cancer survivor and a wonderful support and encouragement to Elaine during her battle.  It was the return of cancer that took her this May, while in Pittsburgh in the midst of bone marrow transplant procedures. 

I lived kittycorner behind Sally for several years.  Those where some of my early running years and then my busy new mom years.  Sally was always friendly and helpful, a good mentor for young women.  One thing in particular that I remembered was when Sally was talking about her hubby of 50+ years.  Howard tended to be a bit superstitious.  Lucky pants, lucky socks, lucky penny in your shoe.  One thing that Howard was on the look out for, was a penny lying heads up.  That was lucky and never to be ignored.  She told me that she would put pennies down, heads up for Howard to find.  So as I got out of my car at the church, I grabbed a few pennies from the cup holder.  I carried them in rolled up in my hankie, these three pennies.  I hugged Howard and the girls and cried, as is one of my spiritual gifts (gift of tears), then found my place beside another woman.  In the course of the service and up and down and dabbing tears, I managed to drop some of my pennies several times.  I was supposed to leave home around 12 to meet friends for an arranged date.  It was almost over as 12:10 and we rose to do a song, and I sneaked out the back.  I stopped at the doorway, and laid all three pennies- yes, I'd managed to end up with the three pennies again- on the carpet on the way out the door...face up.  I figured, this was going to be one of the toughest days Howard had ever had, and a little help from Sally's pennies couldn't hurt.  Don't know if he saw them.  Don't know if someone else picked them up.  A few people saw me do it, but don't know if they knew why.  Don't even know if Howard ever knew Sally was doing it.  But I knew... and I smiled all the way home.

 (No, I didn't stop to take a photo.  I put some down and took a picture today-just for effect )

 When I got in the car and headed home, the radio was playing a Jeremy Camp song:

....But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we'll see Jesus face to face
But until that day, we'll hold on to you always
 and oh yeah....I knew it was going to be OK...

Sally and the girls.....we haven't aged a bit!!

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The continuing Saga of the workroom/ aka the STUDIO

I know it's been a long while since I promised to post the after pictures of the room.  Perhaps you haven't seen them because it really isn't done yet.  But projects needed worked on, so this morning I took a few updated pictures.  So you can see that I'm not just making this up.
 This is my shelf wall.  I'd like to show you 16 feet of countertop/workspace, but most of it is covered in projects and supplies.  That is NOT what the initial plan was, but hey, life happened.  I have grouped things in a way that just might make sense.  And things that were put way away, are more visible.  Hoping this leads to using things I have and finding things I have and working with things I have to add to with stuff I buy and keep it from looking so bad and cluttered and crazy as before.
 This is life from the other end.  The dresser is waiting for two things.  The daughter moving to Cleveland will be also moving most of the stuff in her bedroom.  So, this dresser from my childhood is going into that room to greet the guests that stay there.  I won't show you her room because it's too scary.  After all, don't most people who wish to paint and stain and poly a 6 drawer dresser, empty the drawers onto their floor and then just dig around in the pile??  Naw....I didn't think so...it's that kind of scary...so we'll just stay out of there.

But part of this shot is to show the large amount of floor space that I didn't have before.  Space to throw quilt blocks out and arrange and leave them for a bit and not be in anyone's way but mine.  So you can throw a pile of Tshirts there to figure out how to cut them for the best Tshirt quilt ever.  To even give the daughter's Tshirt quilt a run for the prize.  Hers just needs a bit more work, but it's close.  Better remind her to put the last row together and get it done.  It won't be 87 degrees forever, you know...
 Using the crated fabric idea to keep neat stacks of fabric grouped together.  Also tried to put most of the UFO's together.  My friend, Kevin, and I were talking about UFO's today at a quilt show.  He's really a good car guy, but when your wife is a quilter, you learn things.  He said he's too much of a perfectionist to be a quilter and then he showed me some things that would bother him.  Yeah, it would make him crazy.

 And this??  This is my next deadline.  It's a graduation quilt for my nephew, who is also an Eagle Scout.  It's years of event patches.  They need appliqued to the tan fabric, part of which is an official Boy Scout Shirt.  Gotta make some progress on this tomorrow night.  Don't you like the pocket blocks??

And here are the shelves for my rolling cutting table.  Waiting for my top to be glued together and brought back home from shop.  School is soon over, so the top must come home.  I'll finish it here.  So keep watching here and hopefully, there will be more progress to show.
Thinking my bed is sounding pretty good right now....

Sunday, June 7, 2015

2015 Prom

This is my last child in school.  This is my last first prom.  This is the stuff you can't dwell on.  It's all about growing up and deciding that you are old enough to just buy a nice suit and wear it for your prom, and all the other important stuff that will happen in the next year or so.  It's about how sometimes it stinks to me kid #4 and sometimes it actually has it's advantages.  This is a little about not always going along with the crowd.  This is about ending your junior year with some dinners and meetings and tests and programs.  It's about trying to juggle 2 or 3 summer jobs, along with the family vacation for a week and FFA camp.  This is about arriving at this house 14 years ago from Russia.  And the things that have happened since then.  This is Life in my house.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

La la lala la laaaa, la lala la laaaaaaa

working, sewing, knitting, reading, traveling, camping, sorting, pitching, piling, gardening, pinteresting....is that a word?  It should be, because it is a time-consuming activity.  But, it's all good.

Don't tell Scott that I'm in his office with the heater on because I'm cold.  I've spent the morning downstairs trying to adjust a pieced border on a quilt that I enlarged, but the border isn't a straight-up add.  So I've had to figure and measure and guess and golly and it's finally together.  Then I cut the backing and sewed the two pieces directly together, then wished that I had put a piece in between to break it up a bit.  I needed it to get the width, but not the height.  I had pieced the width with the second seam sewed, but it made me like the pieced piece even more.  Still considering cutting the middle seam back out and piecing some pieces down through there.  I used to never want pieced backs.  I'd buy extra wide backing fabric, so that I wouldn't have an 'unsightly seam' through the middle of my quilt, but once I started piecing the back, I kind of like that hidden surprise that you can have on the backside.  My last one had two piggy fabrics pieced on the back and I liked it almost as much as the front.  It was a gift.  Are you ever surprised when a recipient gives you a bit of color/favorites as guidance and you stack the pile up and think, well, it's not my quilt.  I guess I can get through it.  And then when you are done, you are actually hating to see it go??  This was not necessarily one of those, but I was still a bit surprise at how good it looks, when all those pieces go together.  It's rather an AH HAH  moment.  Hey!  This thing is turning out pretty good!  I wouldn't mind crawling under it myself!!  Even today - in June - maybe I need to run around out in the sun for a few minutes. 
So here I sit in my office, running the copier and attempting to get some of the work done that is waiting for me.  In my favorite yoga pants.  You know - the ones that are reallllly long enough.  If you are tall, you know what I mean.  But I can't lie about what I've been doing, because these babies are like a lint brush.  I'm covered in little quilt strings.  No matter how many I've picked off, ten more jump on my legs.  Oh, well.  I'm in here now.  Copying.  Looking at the bank of file cabinets that I started working on last week.  We needed to add drawers.  A good problem, I guess when you get busier than your file drawers will hold.  But now it's a matter of figuring out how to stretch the crowded drawers into drawers that will have space and make sense.  You know.  Things like putting all the D's in the same drawer, even though it's not as roomy as if you'd put some with another letter.  But does it make space sense to have all the BE's in the same drawer, or split the BE's??  I know.  Seems pretty dumb, but when I'm trying to jam 3 more files into a drawer next year that is full, I'll wish, or be glad, that I had given each drawer some thought - and some space. 
Better get back to grinding. 
I promise I'll post pictures of my new space.  When it's a bit more presentable.  And maybe I find my camera charging cord.  DANG!  It's in there somewhere.  I think.  What do you do about all the charging cord stuff?  Tablets, phones, kids stuff, kids that take parts of your charger cord to parts unknown, never to be found when you're looking???

Saturday, May 2, 2015


this is what has happened...I was starting to pack up my room, and I suddenly realized that I needed some photos... so I took this one which takes in the bookshelves, the piles of yarn in front of it, the place that I cut fabric....the the boxes that I am putting stuff into.
 This is the view standing the other way....standing at the door, looking into the room.  Don't let my mom see this.  She's real neat and that kind of stuff freaks her out.  This is my crafty room, but I'm thinking of calling it my STUDIO...see?  Doesn't STUDIO sound so much more important and creative, then just calling it Mom's Room?? AKA the dumping spot for anything that doesn't have a place...
 It's things like this lovely dresser that needed attention.  It was piled with projects started and leftovers and printouts and patterns, and in front, a couple of tubs of legos that I won't part with and pulled out of a couple of cardboard boxes and tubbed up for future generations of visitors to my house.  Legos are classic, after all.  Just not in the walking area of my room- I mean STUDIO.

 This was the scrapbooking corner.  The place that the scrapbooking stuff has been shuffled and dug through and piled and unstacked and restacked and no one can really find anything...
 SO....I took out a whole bunch of stuff.  Cuz you need to get to the walls, after all, if you're going to paint them.  Not really SURE you need the paint, but hey, if you're going to rip into a room, you may as well paint it.
 So, throw down some old sheets and stuff.  Gotta keep the paint off of the carpet.  Off that table....  That paint guy at Lowe's told me I should put primer on that orange wall first, so I did...
 The tools of my trade.  I really like to do the edges with that short handled brush.  and the microfiber rollers were pretty neat.  I liked them....

 Of course, the other rooms downstairs look just plain scary.  Everything that left the crafty room had to go somewhere, right??  so some went here....
 And some was in this end....yes, notice the white cupboards that used to hold up my cutting board...and that roll of batting...many bags of fabric...it's called a stash.  I have one..more than some, not as much as others...but in case I ever get snowed in, I'm covered.
 Oh, yeah, and the scrapping stuff sort of went here, but then I realized I needed to get in and out of this door, so then we needed to put some here...
 oh, dear.  You see the mess I've created??  and this is a couple of days into the project.  And people LIVE here.  Well, not down here..not right now....no one could live down here, because there is no place for people here.  But soon, very soon...
 How do you feel about Periwinkle walls??  I like them ....after all Periwinkle is the flower of friendship
 And we got that white pegboard trying out, but it's too white, so it's out to the garage for some paint.  The other walls were painted sheepskin...sort of a yellow color...a bit mellower than the yellow before, but even with primer and two coats, I wasn't crazy about the coverage.  A bit streaky.  But with my patience, we just went with it...
 Wasn't sure how to join the two colors, so I tried to blend it, but it turned out yucky, so instead, I did a slanty line.  Much better....
 Maybe I'll have some more picture tomorrow.  I have been at this project for two weeks.  Life happens and distracts me, but I keep plugging away.  The deadline is next Friday.  I may have to stay up a couple of nights.  I vowed not to put stuff back in there that I didn't want.  There are a ton of books that need decided on.  I have some boxes for give away.  The church yard sale is going to see some of this stuff.  I'm liking how it's all turning out, but I'm getting pokey and need to kick it back into gear....

Wednesday, April 22, 2015


I can't believe it's already Wednesday!!  I have a lot of work to do getting stuff finished so I can put it back together before next week.
I ripped my whole crafty space apart... I mean really trashed it.  I had such great ideas and they are slowly coming together.  Slowly being the key word.  The project is a total redo.  I am overrun with hand-me-down and leftover furniture pieces.  They have been in there for years, but to tell the truth, they are not really effective for what I need.  So much stuff is put away behind drawers and stuffed into project bags and tubs.  I've been on PINTEREST a lot and pinned a lot of great craft room ideas and now I'm trying to use as many as I can see makes sense for the space that I have a the stuff that I do.
BUT>>>  To get to the place of WONDERFUL !!  You first have to pretty much make a complete and total mess.  And I did....and it wasn't even that much fun.  I kept thinking "I've got to sort through all of this and put it back neatly."  And I even let a few people see the mess I'd made.  And I EVEN let my mom see it.  Clean is her hobby, so I think she probably went home and had hives...
But I'm having fun...slowly it is coming together.  My biggest problem right now is that I have 3 pieces that have sentimental value to me...and they won't all fit in the new, improved space.  So, I'm pondering as I go.
The walls needed painting, as long as it was going to be apart and probably not again for a while... oh, Lordy, not for a LOOONG while!  So I picked two colors and started painting.  One color is Periwinkle, which is the flower of friendship, if you are into Alex and Ani bracelets.  It's a very nice color.  I wasn't sure when I went looking for periwinkle, but I did OK.  The other is called Natural Sheepskin.  It's a creamy toward yellow color. Very nice and a bit brighter, which is a good thing for a basement work room.  I make the space up for myself, but also for others to join me.  I'm a bit sad when I think that my daughter is heading out to dental school and on her own this summer and I'm not going to find her digging around in there or crafting with her friends on the weekends. 
Today, I wowed her just a little when she said "Is there any chance you know where a glue gun is?"  I went into the mess, opened two drawers, and came up with glue gun and glue sticks.  Yeah, I know.  It was awesome!!  But now, back to the task.  I want to start settling some of the things and sorting.  I've painted some pegboard to match the walls and the plan is to hang the cutting tools on the wall by the table, which will be ON WHEELS!!  Does that rock, or what??  SO  I've been single-handedly (oh, I used one of my legs to hold it up) mounting a level board on the wall on the studs and then attaching the pieces of pegboard to it.  In several places.  Some of the pieces were smaller (24"x24") so it made it a bit trickier to find studs in the right places.  This called for a board a bit longer than the pegboard, instead of shorter, like on the 6 ft wall pieces.  It's getting late and I have still lots to do before bed.
Thanks for listening....

Thursday, April 16, 2015

starting over,

Do you have those times that you are just crazy busy and you just live on autopilot for a while?  Perhaps you have studied for exams,  completed projects, and worked at jobs that don't allow you to have time for much of anything else.  Well, that's what I've just ended and now I'm ready to start over, catch up, or get going. For years the end of tax season means I go back to more hours at my other part time job. But this year is different. I'm staying home and reclaiming my space and myself.
Today we slept in a little, then I started my kitchen tidy. We walked the dog and there was a bit of laundry and a little more tidy and an errand or three. It was a good day. There are many things on the to-do list and I'm anxious to get started. Ready to get back to posting and back to life. Maybe I'll even have people read my post and write comments.
Welcome back, life.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

2 months

Can't believe it's been 2 months since I wrote a post....yet again, I can believe it.  It is almost over.  This crazy, busy time of year that I both love and hate.  And I am ready.
I write this every first quarter of the year.  We are Tax people.  That is what feeds our family and funds our life for all the other months of the year.  So we make hay while the sun shines...and the moon and while the snow drops our temperatures to negatives.  We work a regular day, then we get more comfortable.  You know-sweats, slippers, sometimes a curling-up blanket.  Then we work another shift.  We work with people in front of us, and we work with what they drop off and we re-work it when they call to tell us they forgot the new baby or the new address or found some other important papers that must be included.  We laugh and listen and sometimes shed a tear, as our people share their stories and catch us up on their lives.  They ask how our kids are doing and pet our dog and sometimes bring him a treat.  Because we are all a family.  And it's a good thing.  But even families get tired and as the deadline approaches, I realize the importance of my own time... quiet time... projects for me time... sleeping in... so I'm putting the machine on and you'll have to leave a message starting April 15th around 6.  If you didn't do it by then, it'll wait.  But I'll be around.  After the resting...

Monday, February 9, 2015

Do it NOW !!

Today I had a call for an appointment.  It was from a lady that I am friendly with.  We don't hang out together a lot, but we are often in the same places at the same time. She has been having some stresses lately with the health of her husband, and parents on both sides.  Major stress.  The conversation was done.  The appointment made.  Ready to hang up and I got a God-bump. "Hey, can we pray before I hang up?" And I did.  Simple and short, but from the heart.  How many times have I tossed out, "We'll keep you in our prayers", only to think about it several days later and wonder if it ever really got prayed about by me.  Hey.  I'm admitting it.  I have a problem that way.  Sometimes it's out of sight, out of mind.  But Granny Helen Bensink talked about praying with someone on the phone right then.  And while visiting my sister, we popped next door to see her neighbor, who was recovering ever so slowly and before we left my sister asked if she could pray with her, and the neighbor grabbed each of our hands and held tight.

 woman bowing her head in prayer

Why is it that I hesitate to pray out loud?  or for someone right then?  Aren't I lying when I say I'll pray for someone and then it slips my ever-forgetful mind?  Why don't I do it more often?  So today, I just did.  I'm not telling you this to brag about myself, or to look holy.  I'm telling you this, to encourage you.  It's time we said a prayer for a friend.  Or maybe someone we don't even know that well.  What's holding you back?  I'm telling you it's OK.  And even if they are unsure, you'll both feel better.  Don't think you have to use big words, or if you stumble, that it won't 'take'.  God listens ALL THE TIME....to anyone who calls His name.
And I know I don't have a lot of people who read this, but there are some quiet ones out there.  If you find that you need a prayer yourself, please post something here in my comments.  You can do it without a google account, if you don't have one.  And everyone who reads this is then challenged to join me in praying throught any requests posted.
May you find God today, waiting for your prayers, and smiling through them all.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

January 29th - Snow Angel Day

At 6 am I met my friends in front of the school.  It was January 29 and we were there for Elaine.  Snow Angel-ing was on her bucket list.  So last year on the 1st anniversary of her becoming a real angel, we had a group- really two groups, because one was the night before and another was like this year, in the early morning.
Then we angel-ed up and down the front sidewalk...  For the walkers....Elaine was a walker as a student, and then again as a teacher....Last year was very cold and it had snowed and the janitor was blowing, so we had to be a bit more careful....or not...
I did one in front of the tree.  I know, because just as I was going to swoop my wings someone said,"Watch out for the tree!"
I'm pretty sure the blurr is Willowe.  She must be fast, like a hummingbird.  We did some in back, where the school buses unload the children...
And then we walked out on the fitness trail...or what would be the fitness trail underneath the 2 feet of snow, to the bench out there in memory of our dear friend, Elaine.  And we did some angels and sat on her bench and I took a picture, but it was still dark, just a hint of the sunrise coming up...

Missing you, Elaine...