Wednesday, December 31, 2014


Out with the old...
In with the new attitude.
to all my blog buddies, 
friends and family.

Saturday, December 27, 2014


OLD habits die hard. I decided  to do something I haven’t done in awhile. I threw open the curtains in my family room and let the outside light in. The room is small and the dining room chairs have to be moved, to open the curtains. So it had gotten to be such a chore, I stopped doing it. The room has a cabin feel to it and I've preferred it to be dark and a bit foreboding. Makes it comfy, cozy. There is an intimacy there in that room I do not have in the rest of my house. But truth be told, something has been missing. And I knew just what it was. "LET THE SUNSHINE IN, THE SUN SHINE IN." I wanted to change things up a bit. I was itching to see our stained glass windows. I LOVE stained glass. These panels are usually hidden from view behind the curtains. Seeing them again, dancing in the sunlight brought me such joy today. I sat on the sofa with my cup of chai and delighted at the brilliant colors reflecting the daylight. Serenity filled the room. I will never take these beautiful windows for granted again. Do you have a place you can go to unwind from the stress of a busy day?

Monday, December 22, 2014


"We ring the bells and we raise the strain
We hang up garlands everywhere
And bid the tapers twinkle fair,
And feast and frolic — and then we go
Back to the same old lives again."

"Like snowflakes…
our Christmas memories gather
and dance...each beautiful,
unique and too soon gone."

From our house to yours...
to family, friends and Blog Buddies

"Christmas gift suggestions: To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To your enemy, forgiveness. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect. To all, charity."

Monday, December 15, 2014


This is the story of a snowman. I saw it at a local craft show. He was roly poly, wearing a blue hat and plaid scarf. He carried a birdhouse and had a big button nose. He reminded me of Frosty, and I was instantly smitten. Made up my mind, there and then... he was coming home with me. I was so excited I could not wait to put him out on my front porch for the Christmas holiday. But... as I was driving home, my enthusiasm waned. I was not the only one with that idea. There, sitting on my next door neighbor’s  porch, was the same exact snowman I had bought. I was devastated. We couldn’t have twin snowmen, we just couldn’t. I’d never hear the end of it. They’d make a big deal, that they got their snowman first, and then they'd say, I was a copy cat. Neighborhood politics can be very  tricky. In my heart, I knew in order to display mine I’d have to alter his appearance. So... I rummaged through my garage and found what I needed to make him a new man, so to speak. First, I removed the birdhouse. This was no easy task, since it was nailed in. But I did it. I then replaced it with a wooden, red and white candy-cane. After that, all I needed to do... was to add a few more color changes. Putting a red scarf around his neck... and a red hat on top of his head... my snowman was now, no carbon copy.  He was good to go. He was uniquely himself, to my hearts delight. And he’s been gracing my front porch on and off, for the past decade. And, my neighbor’s are none the wiser.

Monday, December 8, 2014


This is the time of the year, when people put up their Christmas decorations… bathing their houses, and trees, in pretty bright lights. Because the plug in lights are UL rated we make the assumption that all lights are safe. That is not the case. I want to tell you a little story about something that recently happened to me. I have alot of little vignettes throughout my house where I put lights. Because these areas are small, I tend to use battery powered lights. This year I bought a few boxes of them at Menards. I was getting ready to put them out and about... But first, I wanted to test them to see if they worked. It’s a good thing I did, otherwise we could have had a BIG problem on our hands. What happened was this. I put the double AA batteries in the control box and flipped the switch on. Normally the lights would light and you’d be all set for Christmas. In this case, I did that… and smoke immediately filled the room, as the lights started to spark. The smell was horrible. I had to yank the batteries out of the control box, asap, to avoid a fire.  It was a scary moment, sitting at my kitchen table. Can you imagine if I had not tested them first? If I had just put them in place and randomly turned them on, whenever, who knows what damage these light sets would have done. Thank heavens, I avoided a potential catastrophe. I tell you this, not to put a damper on your Christmas decorating, but to keep you diligent this holiday season. Accidents happen and you need to prepare to help prevent them. Needless to say, my hubby took the lights back to Menards and told them they were not safe. Hopefully they took them off their shelves to avoid future problems. Meanwhile, we got some new ones at Walmart that work fine.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014


We have lived here for 28 years. Since the day we moved in garbage pickup has been on a Monday, the beginning of the week. This was always convenient and we were happy with the arrangement. But things have changed. A couple weeks ago, we got a letter in the mail, telling us the pickup for trash was now going to be on Wednesdays… starting on the day before Thanksgiving. Needless to say, this ruffled a few feathers in the neighborhood because that meant we would have accumulated ten days worth of garbage, before their arrival. And because it was a holiday week,  trash being picked up in a punctual manner  was a necessity. Taking all this into account, I told my husband, they would not show. He insisted they would, and said the garbage company insisted they would be here too. I held my breath and guess who was right? Me. I called their office from 1-4 pm on Wednesday afternoon to ask where they were? All I got was a busy signal.  And then... promptly at 4:01pm a nice prerecorded message came on, telling me they had all gone home for the day. And they wished me a Happy Holiday. I left a message thanking  them for the unsightly pile of trash outside in my driveway. Needless to say, I never heard back. But the trash finally did get picked almost 2 weeks late. Have you ever had something like this happen, to ruin a celebration?   

Friday, November 28, 2014


Although I'm an avid shopper, we didn't want to brave the Black Friday crowds. So at 9:30pm on Thanksgiving evening, the husband and I... got in the van,  and headed out to the store to see what Thanksgiving Day specials we could find. Stores here were rolling out the deals starting at 6pm and 8pm. So... we thought there could be some stuff left over from those promotions. After all, the big sales extravaganza was just getting started. We also figured the crowds might have thinned out, that late in the day. We were wrong. It was a circus. My hubby chickened out, at the last minute, and opted to stay in the getaway van, outside. So I bravely ventured inside, alone. It was like a maze. It seemed like there was no way out, once you were in. People were everywhere, huffing and puffing, in a frenzied hurry. Aisles were blocked. It was hard to navigate your way around. But I remained patient, focused on my goal and looked for what I came to get. Bargains were in abundance in every department. Some things had been picked over but most were still there for the taking. However, the heater fireplace I wanted, was sold out. That disappointed me, but what are you going to?  Getting there first... to grab one... is the name of this shopping game. So... some lucky people... will be putting their feet up, enjoying it's warmth and I won't. But... this may surprise you, I'm happy for them.  I really am. Life goes on even if you lose out. Shopping is a sport. So, onward I trudged.  Then... out of the corner of my eye, I saw a Queen sized comforter with pillow shams and bed skirt. Not on my list. Price $34. I nabbed it. I can use it come spring. I did a VICTORY lap. I then called my hubby on the cellphone, reading him descriptions of things he might need. But he passed. He wants a FIT BIT or something like it. None were to be had. A moment after he hung up, though... I saw a display of SanDisk SDHC cards 16GB. Only ten were left.  I scooped up four. No need to be greedy. Leave some for someone else. In the stores here, depending where you shop, they retail for $14.98-$16.98 a piece. These were $5. Made my day. The ones I had in my camera were full. I take alot of photographs. Unfortunately, none to document my adventures shopping, because I had not yet bought new cards. Anyway... MISSION IMPOSSIBLE became MISSION COMPLETE, once I explored every square inch of that store, however, painstaking it was.  I was done shopping. Took an hour. I had survived this Turkey Day experience. I carefully wormed my way to the register to pay.  My hubby had the van ready and waiting outside.  It was toasty warm, though the snow was falling and so were the temps. The only thing left on my plate for the evening was to have a piece of pecan pie. YUM! YUM! My advice to those of you venturing out on Black Friday, next year. Have fun.

Sunday, November 23, 2014





Monday, November 17, 2014


I hate to bring up bodily functions, BUT it's a topic we all deal with, in one way or another, right? For the record, my husband and I have been known to plug up the toilet, now and then... as did our daughters, when they were growing up. But... we handily... took care of business, more times than not, with a simple plunger... instead of enlisting the help of a plumber, who would have broke the bank. So... imagine the big smile on my face when I saw this red plunger Christmas Tree at Big Lots. 

It really made my day. I feel you have to have a sense of humor in life. It's what gets you through, the good times and bad. I immediately rushed to the register with this quirky tree,  knowing it would be the perfect Christmas decoration for our hall bathroom, which is done up in a cabin motif. 

What do you think? Do humor and Christmas go together? 

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Sunday, October 26, 2014


In the past, my house has been
all decked out for Halloween,
inside and out.

Skeletons are usually seated in my patio chairs.

And Dracula has always been 
standing by, to greet visitors at the front door. 
But not this year. 
Dracula is buried in the garage, 
along with the bones of Halloween past. 
So that is why my decor outside is so understated.

Only a scarecrow, some mums 
and a wreath are out there saying, 
to passerby's. 

Inside though...
is a different story.
decorations are everywhere.
The focus this year seems to be 
on witches & jack o' lanterns. 
They make me smile.

 Puts me in the mood... 
for the little 
Trick or Treaters 
that will be 
haunting the streets. 
Though I must admit... 
we seldom have more than a handful
stop by here for their treats. 
What about you? 
Do you get alot of 
ghosts and goblins 
knocking on your door at Halloween?

I'm still trying to decide what I'm going to be??? 

What do you think? 
I kind of like this old man,
don't you?

"Over the floor
and down the wall,
Like ghosts
the shadows
rise and fall."

edgar allan poe

Thursday, October 16, 2014


As a child, I got twenty five cents a week for my allowance. This was a lot of money to me. I had to do chores around the house to claim it. The worst one was ironing.  It was tedious and boring. But I did it. Didn't want to lose my rights to that quarter. I would take my earnings down to the local Five and Dime Store and have a field day there. I didn't spend my hard earned money on candy or frivolous things. No sir-ee.  Each week I would buy another figurine to put on my dresser top. These weren't just any little statuettes.They were religious collectibles. This was influenced by the fact that I was determined to grow up and become a nun, like my name sake. That is until I discovered boys and they discovered me. But in the meantime my dresser was a shrine, adorned with praying hands, Mary and Jesus, angels, saints, and the like. It was the beginning of my foray into acquiring collectible treasures of all kinds. Throughout the years... cats, gnomes, seashells, christmas ornaments, cows, clowns, frogs, and books became the objects of my affection. But, a decade or so, ago... I got tired of accumulating things, it was costly, so I gave up the hobby, selling many of the things on eBay. Although I admit, I still enjoy a quick run through Goodwill and Thrift Stores to see how far a quarter will go, these days. What do you collect and did you start as a child like I did?

Monday, October 13, 2014


You know what they say about the best made plans. I'm here to tell you it's true. For quite some time now... I have been trying to find my way back to the East Coast to visit my parents. But... something always happens to change my itinerary, at the last minute. So this important trip hasn't materialized yet, and isn't going to be, for a while. This is making me quite frustrated. Especially since I want to see my parents and because I also wanted to see the trees changing colors in the mountains, this year... before the first snow flies. Let me tell you... a more beautiful, breathtaking sight, has never been seen. Those treetops come alive in the mountains, unlike anywhere else. They are ablaze and dazzle with vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows, that are literally transforming. Around here some of the trees are turning but nothing too spectacular, yet. How is the fall foliage where you are?

Monday, October 6, 2014


I have no private office, for yours truly, here in my house. My computer desk is right smack dab in the middle of the living room. I share the space with anyone who wanders in. This is where I sit surfing the web 24/7. In the wee hours of the morning strange things can happen. Full moon or not. And I'm here to tell you something did. It was so frightening it scared the hell out of me. I was typing away at my key board when I happened to look at my elbow, resting on the desk.  I screamed when I saw what I saw. I jumped at least six feet in the air, too. What I saw was creepy, crawly. It was very menacing, looking up at me with all eight eyes, two of them bulging. You guessed it. A spider. But not just any old itsy bitsy spider. NO sir. Sitting right there on my shirt sleeve was an enormous, (at least 3 or 4 inches across) WOLF SPIDER. When I tried to shake it off, it clung to the fabric, refusing to budge. The decibel level of my screams increased, though there was nobody home to rush to my rescue. (WHERE IS SPIDERMAN WHEN YOU NEED HIM?) So, suffice it to say, my FEAR drove me to do the only thing I could think of at the time. UNDRESS. I literally ripped that shirt off my body in two seconds, flat, throwing it to the floor. Would you believe, that darn spider was still attached to it, cradling the sleeve? I didn't want to squash it and get spider guts all over the place... because  I didn't know if that would wash out of my clothing? (I can't believe I was thinking rationally at this point?) But, foremost in my mind... was the fact... I didn't want that ominous creature to scurry away to parts unknown, so I could encounter it again, in say... my bare feet. So I tried to make a beeline to the front door, holding the shirt it was on, at an arm's length.  Unfortunately, the spider, in question, made a daring escape before I could get it outside. I should have probably used a tupperware container to capture it in. But I didn't. So now... my dear blog buddies... that scary, ugly WOLF spider is in hiding. It's lurking somewhere in my house, just waiting to pounce and surprise me again. I envision it biting me in the neck, crawling up my leg, nesting in my ponytail.  My nerves are shot worrying about where and when it might appear again. Have you ever been frightened half out of your wits by something like this? What's your story?

Monday, September 29, 2014


When The World Cup was televised, I couldn't wait for it to end. It seemed to go on forever and a day. I had never been to a soccer game in my whole life. And admitted to anyone who would listen I didn't like soccer. The reason being  I grew up with baseball and football.  But my granddaughter plays soccer. So last month I was invited to one of her games. They were to play on Field One, which is in close proximity to the parking lot, at a local elementary school. So that way... I didn't have to walk too far, to attend. Because at my age, my legs are no longer capable of taking me to the places I want to go, if too much walking is involved. I brought my fold up burgundy chair and plopped myself down on the sidelines, where others were positioning themselves to watch. Both of my daughters were there, (a wonderful treat for me) ...  and they insisted on mothering me... ( a tad bit irritating). They told me to hold an umbrella to shield myself from the sun. I thought that sounded silly. But it just so happened, it was 90 degrees out there, even in the shade... and I felt like I was melting. According to my youngest daughter who lived in Phoenix, Arizona for a while, everybody there carries an umbrella to shade themselves. So she wanted me to do it. She was worried I might have heatstroke. I have to admit, when I tried it,  it took the edge off the bright sunshine and made the outdoor venue a little more tolerable. The game started and I settled into the rhythm of the kids footwork as they ran up and down the field. Some of them looked bedraggled, after a while, because of the heat. So I was happy to see the coaches keeping the children, hydrated.  I don't understand the complexities of the sport. And I sometimes thought... the parents cheering on the kids, were a little too focused on scoring and winning. But I enjoyed the overall game and took a ton of pictures of my granddaughter doing her thing out there on the soccer field. Unfortunately I can't share them with you here because my older daughter doesn't want any pictures of her family posted online. And I have to respect her wishes. Such a shame, though. I'm a proud grandma who opened her mind to something new, soccer.  And found out I liked it. IMAGINE that? Have you ever found out you actually liked something you thought you didn't?

Thursday, September 18, 2014


AUtumn is in the air. I LOVE pumpkins. They are everywhere, right now. Real ones, fake ones... IN ONE FORM OR ANOTHER. Here are some of the SWEET ORANGE DELIGHTS I've seen out and about. Do you like pumpkins? DID YOU KNOW THEY ARE A FRUIT AND NOT A VEGETABLE?











(from Yankee Candle)