Tuesday, December 24, 2013


Hoping there's a little bit of Jingle Magic in your Christmas


Monday, December 16, 2013


All Hail the Power of Butter.

Victory Is Mine.



Well....I bought butter.  Real butter.  I stood in front of the dairy freezer bunker at the store and stared at the plethora of bricks and tubs and noticed a gentleman with baking goods in his basket grab a brick of unsalted BUTTER.  And I noticed that there were only a few left compared to the many other choices.  Determined that meant many people were using this BUTTER to do their holiday baking with.  Two dollars and ninety-eight cents, baby.  Here me now, ask me later.

Going to TRY those no bake cookies again tonight. Will let you know how that goes.

On a more meaningful subject, I did a Google search today:  "How to see Christmas through the eyes of a child".  And found this brief article by Lorna Byrnes that was published in the Huffington Post last December.  Here is a link if you would like to read:

It talks about the ability to see things with innocence. It also talks about the author seeing angels drop big balls of light into homes ... well hey now ... anyhow...so many things we experience in life as adults that most children have yet to encounter tend to cloud our sight, or the way in which we look at things.  

If we could take away the money worries, the relationship worries, the image worries, health concerns...all the nasty stuff on the news...the work stress...if we could wipe all of that out it would create a lot of room in us. Because all of that stuff takes up a lot more space in us than we might realize or care to admit, doesn't it?  We could use that extra room inside our hearts and minds to.......get excited about winter break from school....building snowmen...and maybe getting that special gift you asked Santa for. You know, that kind of excitement like you were a little kid again. It would leave room to be happy about wearing cardboard wings and tinsel halo's and telling the story of Jesus' birth like the children did last night at our Christmas Pageant (and eating a year's worth of cookies in the basement afterward).  How long has it been since something simple seemed almost magical to you? I mean REALLY MAGICAL AND EXCITING? Now, I'm not talking about witnessing it in a child you know...that is definitely special, of course, but how long has it been since you experienced it yourself?

 I want that innocent excitement back
and I want it now.

I think I can feel it.  Down deep inside, way below all of the years of yucky adult stuff that piles up simply by default as we age. Sputtering and sparking...trying to stay alive...yelling at me "don't go numb!"

So here's my plan for the next 10 or so days that lead up to "The Big Day".

Try to make no bake cookies with butter (gonna TRY Jackie!)

Try to find the innocence in me and try to see the innocence in others. 
And then look at life through those eyes.  (Gonna TRY!)

Thanks for pondering butter and innocence with me♥


Sunday, December 15, 2013


No, I didn't spin out on a patch of ice...the "spinning" part of the winter wonderland is in my head.

Been having the urge to walk this year in the snow. Don't know where that came from. Took these pics this morning in the yard.  We got about a foot of the fluff yesterday and it is still falling gently.

My husband bought a new mower/blower this year and he is gearing up to go blow again.  Think he blowed three times yesterday.  "It's something that's gotta be done", he says.  I know, though.  It's his new toy.  Because last year it wasn't "something that's gotta be done", LOL!

He gets up quite early. So my breakfast is his lunch. My time to ease into the day is his time to get everything done NOW.  And oh, there is so much to do: finish Christmas shopping (I do not have fun with shopping. It's always been a struggle for me for different reasons); Figure out why my no bake cookies didn't set up AGAIN (damn you no bake cookies!!!!) Is it because I used margarine instead of butter?  And what in the bloody blazes is "oleo" anyway?; Take two to three hours of our evening to do the Christmas pageant at church. Our girl has one stanza to a poem that will take all of 15 seconds to recite....

Are ya getting the picture?  I rolled out of bed with green fur this morning!  I am a bah-humbug today!  A GRINCH!  All the little Who's down in Whoville flipping around and singing....blech.
There are some days...most days on the weekend...when I just want to stay in my pj's and in my house and not be responsible and not worry about what needs to be done.  Out of tradition...out of guilt...because everyone else is doing it...

And oh....there is so much to do.  That requires me to change out of my PJ's.  
And the snow falls.
And the man plows. 
And we eat the cookies with a spoon. 

"He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. Maybe Christmas, he thought... doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps... means a little bit more!"  
 -How the Grinch Stole Christmas 1966



Tuesday, December 10, 2013


"What 'cha doin' Mom?"

"Taking a picture of our old couch, a.k.a. your clawing post."

This old thing has survived over a decade of baby barf, toddler gymnastics resulting in rips and stuffing pouring out of the side and gaggles of pre-teens.  The fabric is so worn it is almost threadbare in spots.  It has served as a bed and claw post for two cats.  All of the recliners are broken. We are FINALLY getting a new couch and I can't believe it.  Nothing extravagant - very plain and affordable...but at least the stuffing isn't falling out in clumps! LOL!  

Now, wipe that worried look off of your kitty face.  You are not getting de-clawed.

Have you ever heard of "kitty caps"?  They are these little rubber like covers you slide over your kitty's claws.  We researched them and my husband put them on the cat this week.  She doesn't even know they are on.  She is an indoor cat and I don't like de-clawing if you don't have too.  I'm so glad we found these:

I would normally scoff at something like this, but they work.  You just have to be very careful to not push them into the cuticle or get the adhesive on the cuticle or fur. In 4 to 8 weeks they fall off or you gently remove them, clip the nail and apply a new set.  Yay kitty!  Yay couch!


Sunday, December 8, 2013


Did anyone watch the Detroit/Philly game today? Wow, major snow on the field.  This is a picture I took of our road on my way home from work last week.  

Here is our tree this year - sorry for the lack of focus. Of course the cat is near by - oh how they love the trees. 

In my last post I mentioned sharing what tended to sell and what didn't at the craft shows.  The trees and stars above sold the best. I made stockings to match but none of those sold.

The snowhead nodder on a spring above got a lot of comments and sold.  I did not sell many of the snow kitty's (country whims pattern) or the friendship angels (country friends pattern) and none of the prim stars with the pockets.  

All of the little patchwork trees sold and all of the prim jars with berries sold along with a snowman in the stocking (olde country cupboard pattern).  Sorry again for the bad pic!  None of the snowmen with the red & white ticking noses sold.

None of the gingers (aka voo doo dolls) or stockings sold but the make do santa (chestnut junction pattern) sold.

Not sure if that tells you anything...not sure if it tells me anything! LOL!

Well, start of another week tomorrow. Lots of holiday activity everywhere. Hope you are able to take time to relax and feel the peace and hope of the season!  I'm looking forward to watching "A Christmas Story" and National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation hopefully this week and maybe trying to tackle some no-bakes!