tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216670902024-03-13T07:12:10.179-04:00Blueberry CottageTheresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.comBlogger339125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-45501152920749049582019-08-15T22:04:00.000-04:002019-08-15T22:04:57.837-04:00Catching UpFirst things first - you might have noticed I've changed the name of the blog. Knitting NonPareil was appropriate at one time, but I don't knit much anymore. I call my house Blueberry Cottage, and here's why. When I bought this house in 2011, I was the 3rd owner in 45 years. The first owners stayed from the time it was built in 1966 until 1972. The second owners lived here from 1972 until 2009. The husband was a world-renowned blueberry specialist, and he left a legacy in my backyard. Blueberries, a heavy-bearing Fuyu persimmon tree, and a couple of fig trees. The 4 pecan trees that gift us every other year with a bountiful harvest have been here longer than the house. I've added a Satsuma orange tree, Meyer lemon trees, a pomegranate tree, and some loquats. I was tickled to learn that my house was the former home of a blueberry specialist, and I gave it the name Blueberry Cottage. In actuality, it's a brick ranch, but I like to pretend it's a cottage. So that's the back story. I'll keep the name until I move, which isn't likely to happen for a long time.<br />
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Now I guess it's time to catch up on that 6-year-old bathroom renovation. I love the bathroom now and the only thing I wish I had done differently would have been to tile around the original tub with subway tile, rather than using a surround. But that could still happen - just don't tell Mike. Here are some pics from when we first started the tear-out.<br />
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I know I have more pictures somewhere, but 6 years is a long time to remember where you stashed some electronic files. And on to the reveal. Here it is!<br />
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Apparently, I have some kind of turn-of-the-century or '20s vibe going because I love white hex and subway tile, pedestal sinks, and beadboard. And no, the beadboard isn't going the wrong way. I would like to replace the lights over the mirror with one on each side of it, but it can wait. We also ripped out the ceiltex tile (gross) and used 100+-year-old tongue and groove floorboards on the ceiling. We sanded them down (that was before we bought a planer!) and painted them. It was a labor of love to put them up - just ask Mike. I added a light/exhaust fan also. I'm not a fan of the look of traditional exhaust fans.<br />
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There wasn't an exhaust fan in this bathroom, which I'm guessing was because it has a window. It did, however, have a heat lamp. Yes, in south Georgia. This is the bathroom I use, and I didn't see a need for such a thing. Mike's bathroom still has one, and he still uses it.<br />
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I promise you I don't have a thing for whales. It just happened like this! I like the fact that I can change up the feel of this bathroom with just a new shower curtain and some new pictures. So that's it. It's been 6 years and I still love it. But the kitchen, the floors, now there's another story. Stay tuned!</div>
<br />Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-74773647100478843152013-09-18T11:31:00.000-04:002019-01-08T16:38:42.089-05:00Is It Over Yet?**This post was started on Sept. 18, 2013. It is now January 7, 2019. Yes, that's right. 6 years. In my defense, it's been a busy 6 years, but apparently not exciting enough to blog about. I'm gearing up to start blogging again, so let this first post be the one that never (almost) got published.**<br />
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I have a bone to pick with HGTV and all those remodeling shows. Shame on you for making me think I could finish this in 30 minutes, or even 3 days! Someone needs to invent television that makes your muscles hurt and your hair sticky with mortar dust when you watch those shows, so you don't get any ideas about trying that stuff yourself. <br />
So, the vanity came out fairly easily, and I burned all the wooden parts in my redneck fire pit. Sorry, I didn't take any pictures. It was hotter than seven hells and I'm sure my neighbors thought I was insane. They still do.<br />
My sweet friend, Kim, came over one Sunday for supper and demolition. She worked out some frustration by beating the tile around the shower.<span id="goog_1042145617"></span><span id="goog_1042145618"></span><br />
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Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-60523213936846497642013-09-16T11:29:00.003-04:002013-09-16T11:29:58.651-04:00Saying Goodbye to the VanityWow, who knew that the hardest part of a bathroom remodel was getting rid of all the stuff you just ripped out? I didn't think the bathroom was that large until we started lugging out boxes, bags, and Rubbermaid containers of tile and mortar.<br />
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Betsy and I decided that the vanity wasn't worth saving. It didn't require much thought, to be truthful. We are pretty dangerous when we are wielding weapons of mass destruction, and the vanity didn't stand a chance.<br />
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So much room now! And the best part is that now I get to brush my teeth and wash my face at the kitchen sink. What joy!</div>
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Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-26072060667343658272013-09-04T22:46:00.001-04:002013-09-04T22:46:11.911-04:00A Walk on the FarmWhile we wait for the bathroom to remodel itself, how about joining me for a walk on the farm in November, south Georgia style?<br />
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<span id="goog_1725420286"></span><span id="goog_1725420287"></span><br />Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-80670036768502961122013-08-26T11:08:00.001-04:002013-08-26T11:08:33.736-04:00It Was Bound to HappenIt's been two years since I bought this lovely 1966 brick ranch, and I've moved slowly when it comes to remodeling. I've done more work outside (new pillars, landscaping, etc.) than inside. Well, nothing major inside. Mike and I tore up the dining room carpeting (what were they thinking?) to uncover 1970 circa sheet vinyl. Not beautiful, but better than the blue carpet. Betsy and I painted the dining room (please, let's get rid of some of that beige!), and that's about it!<br />
Friday night proved to be the right time to start an indoor project. The Blue Bathroom seemed a good place to start. It was begging for a gut job. I took out the rusted HVAC vent, picked up a screwdriver and a hammer, and started chipping away.<br />
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Betsy and Kevin heard the commotion, assessed the situation, and brought some better tools of mass destruction to my aide. She and I beat the living daylight out of that floor, and discovered (not surprisingly) that the subfloor near the tub was, well, gone! <br />
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I found this terribly exciting. No, seriously, I did!! She and I did as much as we <strike>could</strike> felt like that night.<br />
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Day 2 found me digging into the stunningly lovely countertop. Mike couldn't take it anymore, so he brought his A game and worked on the floor, while I sledgehammered the counter.<br />
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The plan, as it stands right now, is to paint the tile surrounding the tub, but get rid of all the other tile on the walls. New toilet, new hex tile floor (after new subfloor), drywall, vent/light in ceiling, keep and update vanity, new sink and countertop. Then again, I could lose the vanity and use the pedestal sink I bought a year ago and put in a free-standing cabinet for towels, etc. I am not married to any one plan right now, because new ideas come to me on an hourly basis!<br />
Today is Day 3, and Betsy and I are dressed and ready to tackle getting that vanity away from the wall and maybe even getting the old toilet out. It's a good thing this place has two bathrooms!<br />
<br />Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-83472441268811245792012-09-21T22:59:00.002-04:002012-09-21T23:02:06.321-04:00Ah yes, I do exist<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes I wonder. In other news, I finished a knitting project! I practically broke my arm, patting myself on the back after I got it done. I used some yarn I had in the massive yarn pile. Probably DK weight, wool, dyed with indigo in the fall of last year. Jordan, my trusty assistant, needed a shawl to wear on site while in costume, and after about 5 attempts at a different pattern, I tried the <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/holden-shawlette" target="_blank">Holden Shawlette</a>, found on <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/" target="_blank">ravelry</a>. Such an easy pattern that I am almost finished with another one. That is, as soon as I spin and dye some more yarn to match. Yes, I managed to run out of fiber halfway through. arrgggghh. But the first one (pictured here) was finished with a bit of yarn to spare. Go me. This is a really easy pattern, but if you're a visual person, like me, do yourself a favor and use the lace charts. All those words will just mess you up.Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-61750784234320947422012-08-08T12:13:00.001-04:002012-08-08T12:13:36.594-04:00Rainy Night in Georgia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last year we couldn't pay for rain, but I think last night just made up for it. Hwy. 82E (which means nothing to you) has been closed because of standing water, and so are many of the back roads. I can't tell you how long it's been since I went to sleep listening to the rain. I kept wanting to write "listening to the train", but in Tifton, that's about all you can hear most days. <br />
By the time I got to work, a lot of the water had receded, but I managed to get some pictures of what was still there. For all you drought-stricken areas, don't worry, your day is coming!Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-26681498370111241892012-08-06T18:01:00.002-04:002012-08-06T18:01:23.347-04:00Yes, Virginia, I Do ExistAnd by exist, I mean sweat. Yes, sweat. Man, it is some kind of hot down here. In Tifton, not Hell, although some days I'm not sure there's much difference. My sister has been known to say that Tifton is as hot as Satan's butt crack, a place she must be familiar with, but I have not as of yet visited. I can't wait until I can complain about how cold it is. I know you're looking forward to that post, too.So, the hot summer. The hot, hot summer. It's been fun so far. All the kids and grandkids have been down to visit, all at the same time the week of July 4th. There were no sewage backup incidents, but did I mention it was hot? Oh, I did? Whatev. We had fun, but I miss seeing all of them on a regular basis. <br />
I've got lots of catching up to do on here. The wine is ready. Well, it was ready almost 10 months ago, but that's another story. I've dyed wool, canned fruits and veggies, worked on the house, gained 10 pounds, knitted, rearranged furniture, lost 2 pounds, cut up my credit cards, made goat cheese, gained 4 more pounds, painted some stuff, and dyed my hair, more than once. Here are a few pics of my summer so far.<br />
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Enter sweet boyfriend who plunged, snaked and cleaned up said mess - on Thanksgiving day. I thanked him, and let him know not to expect me to ever do it for him. The truth hurts. </div><div>All was fine for awhile, but dammit, it did it again. That was it. We snaked every line out of my house, and decided it must be close to the street. I was sweating bullets by this time, because I had managed to only spend under $30 for some Drano, a snake and a plunger. I made a call to the city, and was surprised when she asked me my address, and then told me she would have someone right out. Really? They were here in about 30 minutes. A very nice man pulled up front in a big truck with odd looking equipment all over it, and poked and prodded in my yard for a bit. Here's what he ended up with:<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722847342461493202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j7CBmRlVgA/T2ujVkc0n9I/AAAAAAAABuA/ZBdMqly3VxA/s320/pooper%2Bscooper2.jpg" />Yep, that would be my yard, full of, well, you know. He then proceeded to do this:<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722847735224802914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRMvnoIRgZU/T2ujsbm5HmI/AAAAAAAABuM/RumFc-E8t00/s320/pooper%2Bscooper%2B1.jpg" /> He sucked up the <em>waste</em> with a big old vacuum. How cool is that? But that's not the end of the story. Oh, no. A few days later I came home for lunch and found 6 men, a backhoe, and a city truck, some of them on my front lawn. Turns out my pipes were blocked with tree roots, on the CITY'S side of the line. How often does that happen? Where are those pictures, anyway? They fixed the problem, fixed the yard, and guess what? What gets flushed away, stays flushed away now. </div><div>I wanted to show you all my homemade goat cheese and the process, but I'll wait for another day. Not too cool to have it follow this post!</div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-89164350988776432482011-10-25T10:56:00.000-04:002011-10-25T10:56:00.268-04:00In Wine, There is Truth . . .and the truth is, this homemade wine is about 500 proof right now!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>It should be ready to drink on Halloween night, and if stays as strong as it is now, we'll all be seeing things that aren't there. Someone suggested that perhaps I could bottle it as "Gourment Rubbing Alcohol". </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666333373129863138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K8wia50M_ow/TqLcLmxYr-I/AAAAAAAABrA/p0Or0su6L0g/s320/muscadine%2Bgrapes.jpg" /><br /><br /><div>So, I picked the muscadines and scuppernogs all by my little self, 4 pounds in all. The recipes I looked at online suggested that I squish each and every grape by hand . Naturally, I rejected that idea. I washed them and put then in a big stainless steel pot, and tried to squish them with a potato masher. No luck. Meat tenderizer. No luck. Damn. These aren't grapes, they've got skins like leather! I ended up putting on some latex gloves (the texture was disgusting, hence the gloves) and squishing the damn things one at a time. Ooohhh, that made me mad.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666333378036355618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsobi2df7rc/TqLcL5DL0iI/AAAAAAAABrQ/rsVONkyZmhw/s320/muscadine%2Bgrapes2.jpg" /> I added 4 pounds of sugar to the 4 pounds of muscadines and scuppernogs, 1 envelope of active dry yeast, and a couple of quarts of spring water. The directions said to stir the pot (I'm so good at that) once a day for 7 days, and otherwise leave alone. After about two days, you could smell the fermenting fruit and the ensuing alcohol content throughout the house. Whew-wee! After 7 days, I strained the mess through cheesecloth and put it in a big clear jug, where it will stay until Halloween. I think the time length is 6 weeks, but my brain has been befuddled by the fumes! I did stick my finger in it to taste it, and it's really strong. I'm a little afraid of drinking it when the time comes! </div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-1162549060930182822011-10-22T11:09:00.006-04:002011-10-22T11:17:54.082-04:00SOLD!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-626HtmEGhAA/TqLdcwdJJJI/AAAAAAAABt4/K4dH_5mAa5A/s1600/toast%2B4.JPG"></a> It's been a long summer, and here's why:<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334135234835570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEmHnV1Jr1o/TqLc391XtHI/AAAAAAAABrY/Mu6TmWu_z9Q/s320/DSC01231.JPG" />Back in August I bought my first house. Yeah, I know. Like I'm 21 or something. That's me and my realtor in the picture. She sold us our house when we moved here back in 2007. Who knows what she'll be selling me in 4 more years!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl5_2Y_4TgY/TqLdc0XoknI/AAAAAAAABtg/Qrcr7x3d7n4/s1600/toast%2B3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334768349352562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl5_2Y_4TgY/TqLdc0XoknI/AAAAAAAABtg/Qrcr7x3d7n4/s320/toast%2B3.JPG" /></a> These are my peeps, celebrating the grand opening/closing by drinking champagne from plastic cups, and eating pizza. I know how to throw a party, don't I? Stay tuned for the next 30 years. Hopefully I'll get some updating done by then!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqLKLa5RYfg/TqLdM-iWKRI/AAAAAAAABtI/LTh5bp8830E/s1600/wildean.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334496200730898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqLKLa5RYfg/TqLdM-iWKRI/AAAAAAAABtI/LTh5bp8830E/s320/wildean.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lESLi24uVl4/TqLdMnOuASI/AAAAAAAABs4/RHLdMY-L7Yo/s1600/parks.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334489944391970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lESLi24uVl4/TqLdMnOuASI/AAAAAAAABs4/RHLdMY-L7Yo/s320/parks.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPHPY0J3sgY/TqLdL0zjBDI/AAAAAAAABsw/dF0Qq5rVaaM/s1600/Leeanne.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334476408652850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPHPY0J3sgY/TqLdL0zjBDI/AAAAAAAABsw/dF0Qq5rVaaM/s320/Leeanne.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZHuQDowCn8/TqLdLobcIRI/AAAAAAAABsg/pv86wS7UgCs/s1600/Kim%252C%2BMonty%2Band%2BPolly.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334473086312722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZHuQDowCn8/TqLdLobcIRI/AAAAAAAABsg/pv86wS7UgCs/s320/Kim%252C%2BMonty%2Band%2BPolly.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w326b0AUeRo/TqLdDmfY4EI/AAAAAAAABsU/h5oL179NaXw/s1600/Kim%2BB..jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334335127052354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w326b0AUeRo/TqLdDmfY4EI/AAAAAAAABsU/h5oL179NaXw/s320/Kim%2BB..jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTciB56pXb8/TqLdDoZOY2I/AAAAAAAABsI/dRDqVXwW4FE/s1600/Jordie.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334335638070114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTciB56pXb8/TqLdDoZOY2I/AAAAAAAABsI/dRDqVXwW4FE/s320/Jordie.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3JEzsyccSA/TqLdC8500UI/AAAAAAAABsA/t95unx0qlBs/s1600/jordie%2Band%2Bchad.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334323963646274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3JEzsyccSA/TqLdC8500UI/AAAAAAAABsA/t95unx0qlBs/s320/jordie%2Band%2Bchad.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56nP0_rBkYU/TqLdCmsdXbI/AAAAAAAABrw/aqpdjpYdzmU/s1600/Chad.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666334318002003378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56nP0_rBkYU/TqLdCmsdXbI/AAAAAAAABrw/aqpdjpYdzmU/s320/Chad.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-79126205275020104242011-07-16T12:57:00.010-04:002011-07-16T13:36:38.408-04:00Way Down Upon the Suwanee River . . .<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62CS0p7A-eE/TiHI7C_OTrI/AAAAAAAABqg/Cjoowt8HDPo/s1600/July%2B13%2B2011%2B003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630001925929717426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62CS0p7A-eE/TiHI7C_OTrI/AAAAAAAABqg/Cjoowt8HDPo/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /></a><em> Heading out over the bridge (the very high bridge) to see the Suwanee River<br /></em><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0Ux7WXGGqQ/TiHI67yRheI/AAAAAAAABqY/pKGNUKexi8U/s1600/July%2B13%2B2011%2B006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630001923996354018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0Ux7WXGGqQ/TiHI67yRheI/AAAAAAAABqY/pKGNUKexi8U/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQS1sxB7xec/TiHI6mExH8I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Rez_UyuF1TA/s1600/July%2B13%2B2011%2B010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630001918168342466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQS1sxB7xec/TiHI6mExH8I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Rez_UyuF1TA/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B010.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629995974650323330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYlqD9qvoRU/TiHDgovpYYI/AAAAAAAABo4/Fvvn9BPP_eQ/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B005.JPG" /> That's it, folks, the river of fame and song. I think the first time I heard the song was back in 1966 or '67, somewhere near Sanford, FL, in a Shakey's restaurant. They played sing-a-long music, and projected the words on a screen, so you could follow along, complete with the red bouncing ball to keep your place. Betsy, do you remember that? I think Shakey's was known for pizza and beer, but I could be wrong. Big, long tables, pitchers of beer and pizza. That combination never goes out of style.<br />As you can see, this dry, dry summer has taken it's toll on everything! I took Bowen on an outing last weekend, which included stops at the Suwanee, the Santa Fe and Itchetucknee Rivers. The water in the Suwanee is dark, dark, dark - not at all what I expected. We were standing on a bridge when these were taken, and the river was waaaayyyy down there. I thought I had pretty well conquered my fear of heights, but I was wrong!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629998093890759458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3EP8cUWYQs/TiHFb_h8KyI/AAAAAAAABpo/3a8Qz_2NIPM/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B085.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629998078745271570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HdlOlkftRws/TiHFbHG-XRI/AAAAAAAABpY/g-pJHbEt8JY/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B080.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Sante Fee River. And Bowen.</em><br /></div>That's Bowen, checking out the fish in the Santa Fe River. I had no idea there was such a place in Florida! We were there on a Sunday, and there was hardly a soul to be seen. I imagine they were all in church. Apparently only heathens visit the river on a Sunday.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630000663235727218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NLcqDCg5QmM/TiHHxjFhD3I/AAAAAAAABpw/49YXx2idmSg/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B091.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630000670141191042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aGf14pQJIM/TiHHx8z6E4I/AAAAAAAABp4/O6sigAyrc9w/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B090.JPG" /><em>The Itchetucknee </em></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630001301972976930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8XIGutd_B1I/TiHIWukWBSI/AAAAAAAABqA/-Q35ZGXKM9I/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B096.JPG" /></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630001305661976866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0hxhPb-rvo/TiHIW8T3sSI/AAAAAAAABqI/WPZxh4jgXA0/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B099.JPG" /><em>The spring<br /></em><br /><div align="left"><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">These are pics of the Itchetucknee River. It was too far down to get close to, but it does have a spring. </div><br /><div align="left">All the rivers were very low, but they were beautiful, very peaceful. The fact that there weren't many folks out and about helped with the peaceful part. The parts of Columbia and Alachua counties in Florida that we saw were very agrarian and quaint, not what most people expect from Florida. The small towns we drove through were picturesque, very north Florida. I think it's a crying shame that I've lived in south Georgia for almost 4 years and just found this beautiful spot!<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629996836202441378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xRk3ciKBLKY/TiHESyRraqI/AAAAAAAABpI/rPQtQoECh5k/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629997742090356418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6RxM4yXUuY/TiHFHg-MBsI/AAAAAAAABpQ/xQ_73QubyqI/s320/July%2B13%2B2011%2B007.JPG" />This was a pretty yard with a beautiful house right on the Suwanee River. We were in Fargo, GA, and the bridge in the first pics is the 441 bridge. At one time, 441 was the main thoroughfare to get to Florida from these parts. <a href="http://www.gastateparks.org/Suwannee-VisitorCenter">The Suwanee River Visitor Center</a> is located right here, but because we were on a mission, we didn't stop in. Next time!</div></div></div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-90311887834197726432011-06-15T12:22:00.004-04:002011-06-15T12:52:11.413-04:00In the Garden<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOiFe_V3jeA/Tfjh3miB4_I/AAAAAAAABoo/F2bBmGEVOjA/s1600/cukes.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOiFe_V3jeA/Tfjh3miB4_I/AAAAAAAABoo/F2bBmGEVOjA/s320/cukes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488880497026034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Just a VERY small portion of our daily cucumber harvest<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvsonH7Uqt8/Tfjhvm9dQsI/AAAAAAAABoY/5NmC5RCscqs/s1600/still%2Bcutting%2Bokra.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvsonH7Uqt8/Tfjhvm9dQsI/AAAAAAAABoY/5NmC5RCscqs/s320/still%2Bcutting%2Bokra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488743173112514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Me, cutting okra, sweating like a wart hog.</span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70nq6m3-Nz0/Tfjhvc-NDDI/AAAAAAAABoQ/1rXesF7u8wo/s1600/garden%2Bjune%2B009.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpZOtuGFED8/Tfjhv0wi_5I/AAAAAAAABog/dlCuwH9ZwCI/s1600/garden%2Bjune%2B009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpZOtuGFED8/Tfjhv0wi_5I/AAAAAAAABog/dlCuwH9ZwCI/s320/garden%2Bjune%2B009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488746877058962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Polly picking cucumbers and watching me sweat.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUd5GZLWJmQ/TfjhhCyV48I/AAAAAAAABoA/po5OU5WDV44/s1600/garden%2Bjune%2B001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUd5GZLWJmQ/TfjhhCyV48I/AAAAAAAABoA/po5OU5WDV44/s320/garden%2Bjune%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488492944647106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Polly in the sweet corn patch, stealing ears of corn while Cecil isn't watching.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoUCMKfzeh0/Tfjhgs0aBZI/AAAAAAAABn4/hqJWC31TPXU/s1600/cutting%2Bokra.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoUCMKfzeh0/Tfjhgs0aBZI/AAAAAAAABn4/hqJWC31TPXU/s320/cutting%2Bokra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488487047726482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Have I mentioned I was cutting okra?<br /><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aj04iiH7qFU/TfjhhkQSphI/AAAAAAAABoI/wQ-tFryzB_Q/s1600/garden%2Bjune%2B010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aj04iiH7qFU/TfjhhkQSphI/AAAAAAAABoI/wQ-tFryzB_Q/s320/garden%2Bjune%2B010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488501928633874" border="0" /></a><br />It's amazing what a little water and a lot of sunshine will do for a garden! We haven't seen any rain for weeks, but we've been doing what sprinkling we can. I've been trying to keep up with our smaller field gardens, with the help of some of my interpreters, but judging by the size of some of the cucumbers, I haven't been diligent enough! I love this job. Where else can you go out in the morning to pick produce and enjoy the quiet before you go back to your desk, and get paid for it!Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-85024677021115803172011-06-13T20:39:00.003-04:002011-06-15T11:46:02.152-04:00Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxL7_9Nn6J4/TfjScwLhquI/AAAAAAAABng/REFMtWmV2Ck/s1600/april%2B27%2B-2%2B040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SxL7_9Nn6J4/TfjScwLhquI/AAAAAAAABng/REFMtWmV2Ck/s320/april%2B27%2B-2%2B040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618471926556109538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Students in a spring workshop</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's been a long couple of months since I last posted. I turned 50 just over a week ago, and while I'm glad to be here, I just can't figure out where the past half century went!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQnjJZxFwbA/TfjTgLhYggI/AAAAAAAABnw/vXcIWaXIaD8/s1600/june%2B2011%2B032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQnjJZxFwbA/TfjTgLhYggI/AAAAAAAABnw/vXcIWaXIaD8/s320/june%2B2011%2B032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618473084946776578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Family & friends at my 50th birthday party</span><br /></span></div><br />Lots of changes going on, lots of stress, lots of everything. My school workshop season at work is over for a month or two, but we've got plenty to do in the meantime. We've got an independence day celebration coming up on the 2nd of July and that's going to wipe me out. Well, that and the 100+ degree temps and lack of any precipitation down here. Number One grandson is down here for 3 weeks, and he managed to pack only 2 pair of underwear for the entire time. Sigh. He started baseball camp this morning, and is probably the only 11 year old in Georgia who took a nap today!<br /><div style="text-align: center;">I've got lots of pics to post from the last few months, so stay tuned!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WwvHNHEbvY/TfjTJi9yKNI/AAAAAAAABno/DV9CNnT8VVo/s1600/april%2B29%2B073.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WwvHNHEbvY/TfjTJi9yKNI/AAAAAAAABno/DV9CNnT8VVo/s320/april%2B29%2B073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618472696102922450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Riding in the mule wagon</span></span><br /></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-69860867014502740872011-02-26T21:23:00.004-05:002011-02-26T21:43:24.930-05:00A Few of My Favorite Things<div style="text-align: left;">It's almost spring, and that's when a woman's fancy turns to shopping. Again. Kinda like winter. And summer. And, well, you know. My favorite bloggers are also my best enablers, and this spring they haven't let me down. Enter<a href="http://photojojo.com/store/"> Photojojo</a>. Ever heard of it? Don't be rude - wait until after you've read my post before you go clicking off to some other site! Here's what I want from them:</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQx3LoZyQXE/TWm2u3NGShI/AAAAAAAABmU/h___enJ2FAw/s320/9a2406d.0000001297539285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578190529684195858" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2KWPExP83E/TWm2u4FZFsI/AAAAAAAABmM/TbI4XR9z1Rc/s320/a54cdb9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578190529920308930" />The Tokyo Dream Strap. How cool is that? Only $20.00, or two for $35.00. I like the blue, but then again, the red is too gorgeous.<div><br /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aEZW7yFtT0/TWm5DjbrA1I/AAAAAAAABmk/AWrPZJnW8ac/s320/a90365d.0000001297539247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193084177122130" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Photoclips, because I need more crap to hang on my walls. No, really, I do.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4OrM8BJfx0/TWm5DZL2mdI/AAAAAAAABmc/yR-he8MPweA/s320/b4fcb18.0000001297539179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193081426418130" />And Jelly Camera Phone Filters. Why not?</div></div><div>But really, I think I'll just settle for the camera strap. Now I'm off to look for a good camera bag that doesn't require a bank heist to pay for it. </div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-2552202571328993862011-02-12T08:11:00.002-05:002011-02-12T08:14:20.436-05:00This is How You Catch a Cold<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVt0P4UyNeA/TVaHPBYY6KI/AAAAAAAABmE/PaVibzDKmME/s1600/gma%2Band%2Bgrace.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572790281056086178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVt0P4UyNeA/TVaHPBYY6KI/AAAAAAAABmE/PaVibzDKmME/s320/gma%2Band%2Bgrace.jpg" border="0" /></a> This was a week ago, when I was healthy. Add some granddaughter germs, Zicam, 2 boxes of tissues, Excedrin and a heating pad, and you have the present. And yes, it's all worth it.<br /><div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-13525396299211857312011-02-05T00:01:00.000-05:002011-02-05T00:01:01.340-05:00Keeping Warm<div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzb5gREblI/AAAAAAAABks/NFPOTPr03e0/s1600/owls.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561061420856274514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzb5gREblI/AAAAAAAABks/NFPOTPr03e0/s320/owls.JPG" border="0" /></a><div> These are little flannel handwarmers, filled with flax seed. Aren't they cute? You put them in the microwave for about 20 seconds at a time, until they're warm and ready to put in your pockets for the walk to the bus. </div><br />I got the basic idea from <a href="http://www.babyfingers.blogspot.com/">Jenny</a>, who comes up with some really cute craft ideas. I don't know how she does it with two small children and one more on the way! She's a great writer, too, and has plenty to say, so hop on over to her blog to check her out. Her <a href="http://babyfingers.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-to-make-no-sew-no-glue-sweater.html">January 8th </a>post has a darling little flower hair barrette to make - no sew, no glue. Probably easy enough for me to finish in one sitting, if I can pay attention that long.<br /><br /><div align="left"> </div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561064506685299890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzetH4CnLI/AAAAAAAABk0/-ZGqrP791p4/s320/flower%2Bbarrette" border="0" /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">picture lifted from <a href="http://babyfingers.blogspot.com/">Babyfingers<br /></a></span></em></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-11946362847212892952011-01-28T00:01:00.004-05:002011-01-28T07:32:03.870-05:00Covet<div style="text-align: left;">Due to my rather obsessive personality, I sometimes tend to covet items. For the past couple of years I've been drawn to still lifes and oil paintings - food, rabbits, chickens, whatever.</div><div><br /></div><div>Like this.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TTxPhWceVAI/AAAAAAAABlY/b8VaJQUljoI/s320/animal%2Brabbit%2Boil%2Bpainting3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565410673902375938" /><br /></div><div>Not like <a href="http://www.lewiscarroll.org/2010/02/21/lewis-carroll-as-the-white-rabbit-oil-painting-by-steven-kenney/">this</a>. Interesting, but not something I want to wake up to.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TTxPhuZtJjI/AAAAAAAABlg/oYgqDawbSpQ/s320/steven_kenny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565410680333215282" /><div><br /></div><div>I like this, by <a href="http://marilynmking.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-eggs-for-cake.html">Marilyn M. King</a>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TTxQ9il-vRI/AAAAAAAABlo/2BMLRSPft_E/s320/Three%2Beggs%2Bfor%2BCake%2B300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565412257711439122" /><div><br /></div><div>And these ladies, by <a href="http://lisagloria.com/2009/04/chickens-7-java-roosters/">Lisa Gloria</a>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TTxR8st8WqI/AAAAAAAABlw/4rnqlxa89SA/s320/chicken7_600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565413342760950434" /><div><br /></div><div>So last weekend at our annual LOLA (Love of <a href="http://www.tiftonloveaffair.org/">Love Affair</a>) fundraiser, I won (bought!) this at our silent auction. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TTxUslISBMI/AAAAAAAABl4/Z5w7Afna-sw/s320/164840_820371162578_12720042_43936104_2866981_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565416364380914882" /><div>I took the picture with my phone, so excuse the wonkiness. The painting is by a local artist, Ann Clayton, who was at the fundraiser, but whom I never did meet. I've probably been in line behind her at the grocery store!</div> I love this painting, which is about 8"x10". I've been moving it around the house to different spots to see where I like it best. I love it when I LOVE it!<div>I'm one of those people who can't just "decorate" - I have to "develop" my surroundings. When we first moved here almost 4 years ago, it drove John crazy because I wouldn't just put up pictures and curtains and all that other stuff right away. I told him we needed to live in the house for a while to get the feel of it. It made me crazy that we had to pick paint colors before we even moved in. It was almost painful! I've repainted 2 of the bedrooms so far, and I'm itching to do more, but John likes it the way it is so I'm stuck doing it by myself. It took me 6 months from start to finish to paint our bedroom (hey, I did the ceiling, too, give me a break). I love to find things that speak to me and then find the perfect spot in the house for them. John, on the other hand, likes to put it all up, or go out and buy something that is the right size or color for the spot, whether it's something he loves or not. For me, finding the perfect painting does not mean a quick run to Garden Ridge or Hobby Lobby. Ugh. I think this has led me to another blog post - my strange taste in found objects! </div><div>Does anyone else do this? Is your home constantly changing, or are you able to get it done and then just sit back and enjoy it?</div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-9248832030086923882011-01-22T00:01:00.000-05:002011-01-22T00:01:01.427-05:00Winter Blehs.<div>Blahs, blehs, whatever you call them, they're just crappy. I don't get blues during the winter like I did when I was younger (but then again, I lived in NE Ohio, where the sun doesn't shine for 6 months out of the year), but even now I shy away from spending time outdoors where the fact that it's winter is hard to ignore.</div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561067153226425746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzhHLAnZZI/AAAAAAAABk8/_-fydsWsC1s/s320/snow%2Bday.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div>This is a picture of the grandsons playing in the snow in Clemson, SC on 1/10/11. They don't usually get this much snow up there, and everything is shut down tight until it melts. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561067155468821954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzhHTXPpcI/AAAAAAAABlE/kzHel7JWITE/s320/bleh.jpg" border="0" />This is a picture of my backyard on the same day. No snow. And instead of our usual (really Weather Channel, it's usually that warm?) 63 degree average for January, it's been in the low 40s. Just cold enough to be really ugly. The upside to all this? I can put off working in the yard!</div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-20549107754092236302011-01-15T12:01:00.000-05:002011-01-15T12:01:00.418-05:00Size: Awesome*<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzYTTN3RPI/AAAAAAAABkk/qnihX9yyqq8/s1600/retro%2Bjeans.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561057465983255794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSzYTTN3RPI/AAAAAAAABkk/qnihX9yyqq8/s320/retro%2Bjeans.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was just folding clothes out of the dryer, and the last item was a pair of small jeans I didn't recognize. Until I checked the tag. They're mine, the ones I've been taking in to fit until I reached the pockets and couldn't take them in anymore. They're mine. Wow. Go me.<br /><div><em>*added later - after writing this and saving the post, I wore the jeans. They were snug. Ouch.</em></div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-89083873978903164542011-01-09T12:53:00.017-05:002011-01-11T14:21:00.146-05:00Resolutions<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">resolute:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span class="prondelim" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">[</span></span><span class="pron" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"><span class="boldface" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: 700; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">rez</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">-</span><span class="ital-inline" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-STYLE: italic"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">uh</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">-loot</span></span><span class="prondelim" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">]</span></span> <span class="pg" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-STYLE: italic"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">–adjective</span></span></span></span><br /><div><div><div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><div class="pbk" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">1. <span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">firmly</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">resolved</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">or</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">determined;</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">set</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">in</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">purpose</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">or</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">opinion.</span></span></span></div><br /><div class="pbk" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">2. characterized</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">by</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">firmness</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">and</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">determination,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">as</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">the</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">temper,</span></span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">spirit,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">actions,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">etc.</span></span></span></div><br /><div class="pbk" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Ah yes, firmness and determination, I remember it fondly. Okay, not really. Being resolute seems so tedious if I spend too much time thinking about it - spontaneously OCD is more my style. That's probably why I am the queen of unfinished projects and countless failed diets. Some of us aren't so much resolute as we are obsessed. And obsessions don't always last for years, or even days. Okay, hours. It takes us being resolute to keep those obsessions going. Wow, I'm beginning to sound like someone's worst nightmare! I was just trying to point out that making resolutions isn't for everyone, and New Year's Resolutions are usually the first ones to fall by the side of the road. I usually use the New Year to make those resolutions that I have had bouncing around in my head for a while. Like spinning. I had my spinning wheel for a few years before I finally made a New Year's resolution to teach myself to spin, and to make it my hobby. Or even my obsession. Mission accomplished. Some years I don't have anything that in mind that I really want to do, so I don't beat myself up trying to come up with something. This year I have a few ideas, none of them really set in stone. Learn to play the mandolin.</span></span></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561000797561363762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSykww5PHTI/AAAAAAAABjM/zx7fradQSdY/s320/woman-playing-mandolin_417_550_0.jpg" border="0" /><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Never mind that I don't own a mandolin, or have even touched one. I just think I can do it, and I want to try.</span></span></span><br /><br /><div class="pbk" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 15px" size="13px" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561006991361631058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TSyqZSmS41I/AAAAAAAABjc/52saefYF-DI/s320/firepit-II-2007.jpg" border="0" /><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Build a fire pit. My backyard is akin to a football field. Large, grassy, empty. It could use something to break it up. My husband says this is a waste of time. Why? Because he has no interest in it. This is the same man who convinced me to go to Downtown Disney on Christmas Eve, so we don't take his opinions too seriously around here. I took this picture from the <a href="http://www.great-backyard-landscaping-ideas.com/">Backyard Landscaping </a>site. Neat site, down to earth ideas.</span></span></span></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Finish my strip quilt. I just came up with this one, but it's a good idea. That quilt isn't going to finish itself. </span></span></span></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span id="hotword" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Don't start a new project until I finish an old one. Oh, this is never going to work. Why did I even bother to write it?</span></span></span></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"></div><br /><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px; POSITION: static"><span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.25em; PADDING-TOP: 0px" name="hotword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Clean out my craft room. Easy one. I do this about every 3 months. I guess I should resolve to getting rid of some stuff, and not just giving it to my daughter, so she can become me in 20 years.</span></span></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Save $50 a month in a separate account. One labeled "Money I Really Shouldn't be Spending at IKEA. Or TJ Maxx. Or Homegoods." </span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"> </div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div class="body" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0em 0px 0em 0em; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Do you have any resolutions for this fresh, new year? </span></div></span></div></div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-11651980088226968882010-11-20T09:09:00.011-05:002010-11-20T09:48:41.060-05:00A Little Bit of Knitting. And figs. And tobacco.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfXosyY2nI/AAAAAAAABiY/qg5BYyoSBtw/s1600/clapotis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541634960719927922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfXosyY2nI/AAAAAAAABiY/qg5BYyoSBtw/s320/clapotis.jpg" border="0" /></a> Knitting, figs and tobacco. Three things you don't often see in the same sentence, or sentence fragment. Let's start off with my little bit o' knitting, and the very poor picture quality of my iPhone. This is my latest <a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATTclapotis.html">Clapotis</a>, my fourth, I believe. I did some drunken yarn buying last New Year's Eve with a friend, and ended up with 2 skeins of <a href="http://blog.bluemoonfiberarts.com/site/entry/once_in_a_very_blue_moon_sale/">Blue Moon Rare Earth </a><a href="http://blog.bluemoonfiberarts.com/site/entry/once_in_a_very_blue_moon_sale/">Gems </a>sock weight yarn. I'm a one-sock kinda gal, so I knew I wouldn't be using the yarn for that. It took me a full 6 or 7 months to find some inspiration, but when it hit me, I took off like my fingers were on fire. The skeins were different colorways (air and water) so I switched them every two rows. I will eventually take a picture of this beauty outside, where you can really see the colors. These shots were taken on one of my guest beds, where I've been doing all my blocking (a note to my guests - I do wash everything when I'm done blocking) I didn't bother to block the Clapotis though, I like to scrunch it up to use it as a scarf sometimes. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfX8cvbrLI/AAAAAAAABig/y5uuBus1bMc/s1600/clapotis%2B2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635300009946290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfX8cvbrLI/AAAAAAAABig/y5uuBus1bMc/s320/clapotis%2B2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><div>I finished my third or fourth wool peddler's shawl from <a href="http://www.cheryloberle.com/BooksPatterns.html">Folk Shawls, by Cheryl Oberlie</a>, right around the same time (this was in October, folks). I knit this one using Lamb's Pride Bulky from <a href="http://www.thesheepshedstudio.com/">Sheep Shed Studios </a>in Wyoming. The color, you ask? I don't know, green? I can't remember the exact name of the green. Sue me.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfbMTBk3MI/AAAAAAAABio/TdEXrTa7W8Q/s1600/wool%2Bpeddlers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541638870814481602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfbMTBk3MI/AAAAAAAABio/TdEXrTa7W8Q/s320/wool%2Bpeddlers.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541639222273366386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfbgwT52XI/AAAAAAAABiw/3tw-rXNVns0/s320/peddlers%2B1.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><br />This is my favorite Wool Peddler's so far. I like the bulky wool, and the mohair in the Lamb's Pride makes it feel soft and fuzzy. It's bigger than some of the others I've made, and I like that, too. And talk about warm - this thing will melt your skin if you sit in the sun!<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541639921105724770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TOfcJbqhZWI/AAAAAAAABi4/1OAdtdSAl_w/s320/figs.jpg" border="0" />And lastly, figs. Fig season has been over for quite a while, but I just downloaded my pictures from my phone, and I saw this one. These are brown turkey figs, in case you were wondering. I made some bitchin' chicken with figs and brie when the season was in full swing. I had been reading a blog (why don't I write these things down!?) and someone was making and eating a chicken, fig and brie sandwich. I had fig preserves out the wazoo, and chicken (not out the wazoo), so I picked up some brie. I found it packaged in a roll - how cute is that? I just stuffed the chicken breasts with brie, put a little bit of preserves in there and skewered them shut with toothpicks. Then I poured more fig preserves on top and baked it. Now that was good. Hey, I bet it would work with leftover turkey, too. This might be a great post-Christmas meal. Leftover fowl, fig preserves that you received as a Christmas gift, and some brie, probably left over from your Christmas appetizer plate. Voila! Instant meal! You can thank me later.</p><p>Tobacco will have to wait for another day. I'm all blogged out.</p>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-805363196567910662010-11-07T19:59:00.004-05:002010-11-07T20:48:59.097-05:00I've Lost My Mind<div style="text-align: left;">I just ordered my almost 11-yr.-old grandson's birthday present for the next 10 years. A laptop. Have I lost my mind? When my husband saw the receipt, he almost fainted, but then again, he's so tight he squeaks. What is it about grandkids that makes you put your common sense on the back burner and your wild impulses way up front? Maybe it's the ears.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TNdNOLPjPmI/AAAAAAAABh4/fVzXRSbC_TQ/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536979172806835810" /><div style="text-align: left;">I did so much research on laptops for kids that I thought I was going to have to take medication for CDO. That's OCD, but in the correct alphabetical order. Welcome to my world.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I finally decided on the <a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/You-Spoke-We-Listened/FIRST-SPARK-kids-PC/pcmcat222000050001.c?id=pcmcat222000050001&DPSLogout=true&_requestid=313832&isLogout=true">First Spark by Toshiba</a>. Well, it was my second choice, because as usual, the one I really wanted is not available ANYWHERE. Dear BestBuy, if you're sold out, you're sold out. Please take the product off your website so I don't stress over what I cannot have. Done. So the First Spark it is. It had the basic stuff I wanted as far as RAM, etc., and I liked the no-fingerprint finish and the wipeable keyboard. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TNdWdYmbqjI/AAAAAAAABiA/PDNafn39WOw/s320/IMG_5438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536989329695156786" /><div style="text-align: left;">He's not a beginner computer user, since he started using his parent's desktop computer before he was three. His Daddy found him at the computer one morning, drawing with Paint, and asked his Mama if she had turned the computer on for him. She said she hadn't, and that's when they learned he had figured out how to turn it off and on (using the power button!) and could recognize the Paint icon. He even used the mouse better than most adults at that age. I found it amazing that although he couldn't read until he was in first grade, he was able to figure out what he needed to do when playing games. Naturally, he reads now, and there isn't much in the way of technology that can stump him. I hope the computer isn't too juvenile for him. I guess if it is, the next in line brother will get it, and I'll be doing some more shopping. All hail the 18 months same as cash financing. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-69585456912533275222010-11-01T10:20:00.008-04:002010-11-01T18:50:37.650-04:00On Weaving<div style="text-align: left;">I bought a beautiful used floor loom this spring, with lots of extras, most of which are still foreign objects to me. We loaded it on the back of the truck and moved it 5 hours south to Georgia, where it has resided comfortably in my crap, er, craft room. It made a beautiful spot to hang my half-finished quilts on, and the bench served to hold the many items I would drop off to the room while cleaning. After spending a few days with my Ohio cousin, Gee (hard G) who happens to be a prolific rug weaver, I decided it was timeto get busy and find a new spot for my quilts. And maybe learn to warp the loom. For all of youwho think weaving is a peaceful, almost spiritual past time, please stop reading now.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TM9Bt6p8_LI/AAAAAAAABhw/ffrh4Q3MpNQ/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534714724156767410" /><div>For the rest of you, let's dive in. Okay, so I know next to nothing about weaving. I do own a rigid heddle loom, on which I made exactly one scarf before loaning it to my friend, Lisa, who has been busy making all sorts of items on it. She's an overachiever. Given my lack of weaving knowledge, I dug through my books to find Deb Chandler's Learn to Weave. I didn't want to rush things, so I spent about a week reading the first two lessons in bed at night. Once I decided I could understand what she was talking about, I waited about a week to make sure it sank in. The first thing was to check out the loom. Luckily, in Ms. Chandler's book, she demonstrates on my exact loom - a Schacht 4 harness, 6 treadle floor loom (and yes, I had to learn what those things meant!) I wondered why my loom was so compact, until I figured out that the guys had folded it up to travel. Doh. Needless to say, it took me quite a while to get everything looking like the book.</div><div>Next step: warping.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TM89QNseF2I/AAAAAAAABhY/M9Umm9BQaRI/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709815825012578" /><div>Good name for it, trust me. With the loom I received this warping board, so named because you wind your fiber around and around and around it before you take it off to put it on the loom, and your brain is seriously warped by this time. If I had been smart, I would have stopped right there. It just doesn't seem right to have to take a lot of time to wind yarn on this behemouth and then just have to take it off, veerrryyy carefully. It also involves careful counting, or not so careful counting. Next time I'll turn the tv off so I don't have to recount 65 times. I worked my way through the lesson, but I really didn't take the time to count ends per inch (epi for those in the know) or to make sure I was really ready. She says to use contrasting fiber in a certain weight to warp for the first time. Well, I didn't have any black or white, so I used what I had on hand. Orange and Purple. Clemson colors. And as it turns out, I spaced my fiber too far apart, but of course I wouldn't know that 'til later. And naturally it wasn't the correct weight. Weaving guilds all over the world are blacklisting me as you read this.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TM8-IPLGdnI/AAAAAAAABhg/-KjZsTdrz0s/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534710778294597234" /><div>My back was broken by the time I finished sleying the reed and threading heddles (technical jargon, doncha know). It took me way too long to figure out how to work the back beam and get everything tied up. In fact, it took me more than 2 tries to get the apron set up correctly to roll the right way on the back beam. sigh. The cloth beam was no easier. sigh again. I finally got</div><div>everything set up and lo and behold, I threaded wrong. Weavers, you know what I mean. It's like finally being able to fit into that little slinky black dress to your class reunion and then finding out you're pregnant with twins. I was not about to take it all out, so I snipped two heddles with tin snips and put them on the right shaft and re-threaded. Voila! Crafty, huh? </div><div>I let the dang thing sit for a week, until yesterday, because I had had enough, and it needed to learn a lesson in patience. Well, one of us did - better it than me. </div><div>I started weaving a plain weave yesterday, and quickly became aware that although it looked neat and orderly, I couldn't see any of the warp. Who cares, right? I was weaving!! After a few inches, I decided to advance the warp. Uh-oh, Houson, we have a problem. Yep, I had the cloth beam tied so that by advancing it, I was actually loosening it. Oh. My. Goodness. I was Pissed, with a capital P. But I fixed it (there might have been gin and Sprite involved at this point), retied the lark's head knots and continued. I started a twill pattern, and STILL I couldn't see my warp. Reading, reading, reading, page turning, picture looking . . . turns out that by leaving a heddle undone every two spaces and using the same (thin) sized weft as warp, you aren't going to get the same results as the book. Stupid book. Stupid, stupid book. After all this all I wanted to do was knit something, fast, and leave the weaving to the experts. So I've got to use up this warp before I can start something else. Then again, why waste my time? I think I'll just cut it off and start all over.</div><div>Because I'm not proud, I'm going to show you what I've done so far. And Gee, you can stop laughing now.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TM9BtiomYiI/AAAAAAAABho/wB0Q29sXy1o/s320/IMG_2074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534714717708640802" />Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21667090.post-7665010013140020562010-10-22T05:35:00.003-04:002010-10-22T09:51:49.780-04:00Happy Birthday Baby Grace!Ma Tee's littlest baby turns two today!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530867595843858546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A-to_O5A9Gg/TMGWxk398HI/AAAAAAAABhQ/p1oNOD1KBBI/s320/IMG_1982.JPG" /><br /><div><div>She's having a Kitty Cat party on Saturday, and I can't wait to see the pictures. Yes, I am a bad Grandma - I have to work on Saturday. If someone would throw a few million dollars my way, I could quit my job, move closer and stay home and watch grandkids all day long. In the meantime I'll keep working so maybe someday I can stay home and babysit Grace's kids!</div></div>Theresahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16145309608741944199noreply@blogger.com1