So you managed to make me cry. I'm sure that wasn't your intent. Rest assured it was a good cry.
Just knowing someone who's so kind and thoughtful is the greatest Christmas gift of all.
Thank you.
The dog, Sammy, couldn't help herself when Steph crawled into bed yesterday. Dog therapy whether you like it or not. She's doing well....swollen and a bit sore but not bad! The worst of the swelling will be 48 hours after the initial surgery. Quote of the day from her while she hugged me this morning. "Do you know what it's like in Stephanie's world? I got my wisdom teeth pulled out and my period at the same time."
Here's the little one...at 3, terrified by the baby tiger, and her graduation picture. Time does fly by!
Monday, October 14, 2013
Since there's a couple of evenings that I'll have to wear more than capris and t-shirts to dinner, I want to be comfortable and this is how comfy I'll be on at least one night. After dinner it will be off the a show or the casino. Or both!
I love white Mc Coy pottery. I've loved it since I was a child. I've been looking for the hand vase below for a long time.....looking for it at a reasonable price that is. I think I may have sent you a picture of the hand vase a long time ago when I was "actively" hunting for one. Finally, I found one on E-Bay and it arrived a few minutes ago. I'm so thrilled. The large vase was my mother's. I don't ever remember being without it. The other smaller vase on the left was in the attic of the camp we bought in the 1990's. The little white swan I found at an antique shop and loved it because it's the identical shape as the green swan that was given to me by my first grade teacher, Sister Mary Presentation. I've had that one for 60 years. I thought it was beautiful when I was 6 and I still do. It's one of the few treasures of mine.
These are the little things that make me happy and appreciative of all the blessing that have come my way.
Here are some shots of the lamps. When I first took them out of their boxes, I wanted to keep them. But, seeing them out now in my own home and realizing that I just don't have a spot for them is making it get easier to let them go. Just like the last time I went up to the lake and stood by cottage by the shore. I knew it was for the last time. I said goodbye and walked away. No regrets.
Hopefully, someone will use and enjoy them. That will make me happy. Good things shouldn't be hidden away in attics.
So here's Sandy's post on my Facebook page. She asked me to post the pictures so she could share them and here's what she wrote:
Sandra: Had a really great time, however, when we ventured upstairs to the banquet room we were stunned to see cracks, dirt & mold. Upstairs is just a plain sheet rocked room. The Dungeon smelled real musty. There was mold growing on the ceiling in main floor restroom. Although they said they were handicapped accessible for the main floor there was no handicapped parking & had some difficulty moving between tables & chairs. Our servers were excellent! The food was terrific! The main floor truly felt like you were in a castle, the outside was beautiful & the grounds were lovely.
Tomorrow is our big birthday trip to Beardslee Castle with 90 year old Erma. I'm actually looking forward to seeing the place again. I'll bring the camera.
That's Erma on the right. Home Bureau picnic tonight! Too much food!
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Here they are....and I see one is a little higher than the others. It's going to stay that way since that's how they've lived happily in my dining room. The blocks look unbalanced because they aren't squared up and the the bars of fabric are uneven. That's the beauty of antiques, flawed by some standards but beautiful none-the-less. I'm almost 100% sure these were made from discarded undergarments...gotta love it! The yo-yo quilt was given to me in by a friend at work who was going to throw it away. It was in tatters but I loved it. It was most likely made in the 1930's so it's 80 years old. I started restoring it about 14 years ago. I worked on it while sitting w/my mother while was recovering from breast cancer surgery and again when she was recovering from brain surgery. See seemed genuinely interested in the progress I made each day, even though I was only able to spend a week's time with her. Needless to say, I have good memories of the time spent giving new life to this old quilt while sitting at my mothers bedside, even though I was unable to give new life to my dying mother at the time. Unfortunately the human body wears out and can't be held together with tiny little quilting stitches.