Monday, September 1, 2014

crochet headband with rosette flower

I made these headbands for 
my daughter and daughter-in-laws
and have since made several more to
give away this fall.



The directions can be found here:


Thank you Kris for the inspiration to make "ear-warmers".

Monday, August 25, 2014

ebay {attic treasures}

A first for me 
selling items on ebay
{with the help of a seasoned seller - Amanda}

Antique Tindeco Peter Rabbit Tin Candy Lunch Box 1925
sold for $36

Vintage 1973 Adam 12 Aladdin Metal Lunchbox (no thermos)
sold : $33.88

Vintage Fisher Price Smooshees Cuddlers Balloon Adventure Complete Set {unopened}
Sold for: $56.99

Up next . . . 
Rare Cardboard Barbie Dream house #816 1962 {with bonus furniture}

and . . . 
Vintage Ideal Patti Playpal Auburn Hair Q35

President Reagan's daughter
Patty Davis had Patti Playpal - did you?

Monday, August 18, 2014

pepperoni caprese pita pockets

This recipe was actually a for a main dish
 {see link below}
but I adapted it to be an 
hors d'oeuvre



Pepperoni Caprese Pita Pockets

Ingredients
1/2 cup grape or cherry tomatoes quartered
1/2 cup  mini fresh mozzarella balls quartered
1/2 cup mini pepperoni slices
3/4 cup english cucumber cut in small pieces
2 tsp Italian or Greek dressing
12 mini pita breads cut in half
½ tsp Cavender's Greek Seasoning
Dash of salt and pepper
Basil leaves (optional)

Directions
1. Place tomatoes, cheese, pepperoni, and cucumbers in a medium-size bowl. Stir to combine.
2. Add dressing and seasoning. Stir gently.
3. Place in a small bowl for serving.
4. Cut mini pita breads in half.
5. Serve pita pockets along side the pepperoni mixture
6. Garnish with basil 



recipe adapted from: pepperoni-pizza-pockets {Family Circle Magazine}






Monday, August 11, 2014

thirty five years

August 11, 1979


Tuesday, August 5, 2014

british columbia

Today we bid farewell to this family
as they begin their move to British Columbia.
It has been a month that went by way too fast . . .

this could be an endless job

loving "old" Fisher Price toys

a visit from the amazing lady 
who cared for our children while we worked
it is such a blessing to know her

one last sleep in Grandma Mary and Pa Jim's room

a new adventure begins

such mixed emotions

about two miles out of town Cedar said to his mother
"It takes so long to get to Canada"

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

owning less

A few bits and pieces from some blogs I visit . . .

"Eliminating the excess from our lives was all that was on our mind 
and with it came a sense of freedom by owning less." 
{from: Our Simple Life}

"Voluntary Simplicity.  I guess it means different things to different people.
To me it means living more deliberately but it doesn't involve deprivation or sacrifice,
 it simply means shunning things in my life that don’t add any value.
Voluntary simplicity is often a higher-labor yet slower-paced life,
one that bids you to stop and smell the roses."
{from: Living Deliberately}

"It’s been a season like no other
and sometimes it takes awhile to find your balance again,
but soon, very soon."
{from: A Collection of Days}

"I've learned editing, purging and simplifying is very satisfying to me.
 I've learned that giving stuff away feels good.
I've learned it would be much simpler if I didn't buy it in the first place.
I've learned to only keep what I truly love.
I've learned that life is full of seasons and just because
something worked for me in one season doesn't mean it still does."
{from: Lemon Lane}

{photo: L.A.H. at Letchworth State Park}

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

farewell

Saying goodbye to this home after 33 years
is one of the hardest things I have ever done
{I thought I was ready - turns out "not so much"}










Tuesday, July 15, 2014

grandma mary

It doesn't get much better than this . . . 



  






Tuesday, July 8, 2014

six o'clock

Coastal Living Magazine June 2014 
{a few quotes from their editor, Antonia}

The best time of day at the beach is 6 p.m. 

There’s a whole other level of awesomeness.

The temperature has dropped, the air is cooler, most everyone has gone home, and the beach is empty. There is a quiet lapping of the water, as though even the ocean has finally exhausted itself and just wants to hang out.

You stretch. You breathe a sigh of contentment. You draw slow circles in the sand with your hand then sweep it clear and start again.

You're too relaxed to think about packing up to leave. You stay a little longer. The shadows are getting a little longer too.

You sit back to enjoy the last rays from your chair.  This is when I appreciate the beach the most – the day is done; it’s hard to leave.  Six o’clock is when I realize how much I love the beach.   


 photo taken from my beach chair at 6 o'clock on a random winter day

Thursday, July 3, 2014

from cambodia to america {2}




Amanda says ;

. . . with 48 hours travel time, 2 bottles of baby tylenol, some hilarious vomiting episodes, a near quarantine from the CDC & one missed connection behind us, we are finally enjoying the land of Grandmas & race car shopping carts. [phew!]