Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Feedback Please
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Tis the Season
This was the most expensive find...$13.00. We are going to use it as a planter and it will look great after I mow the lawn.
Hold your hat...$2.00. The owner said it was no good because they had to add the support pipes. I say, all the better to hold my fat behind. The vintage green is fabulous.
Vintage Vera scarf...$.25. It was amongst some kitchen towels not worthy of photos. I saw it and jumped with joy. It is a beautiful scarf.
Vintage planter..$.25. It's official, I have a vintage planter obsession. What can I say, they come in handy.
Vintage sharpener...$.50. I have wanted one of these for a long time.
Vintage sheet sets...$2.75. Love this pink and green one.
Vintage tote...$3.00. I found this last week at Goodwill.
Lastly...the first peony of the season. They are beautiful and smell heavenly.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Busy (and Proud) Week Ahead
My dear (and hard-headed) daughter is graduating from high school this weekend. I'm proud of her since she has struggled and goofed her way to this moment. My hope for her is that she stops and smells the roses before she runs into adulthood. Slow down sweet girl and remember your momma loves you....now and always.
My brother and sister-in-law are coming to our small town to help celebrate this momentous event. We haven't seen them since moving from California 5 years ago and we are excited to see them. After raising two teenage daughters, I'm off to the hair dye aisle. I'm afraid they won't recognize me through all the gray hair.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
So Cute She Gave Me a Heart Attack!!!
Last night I was so tired, I fell asleep before putting Toolah, my pet sparrow away for the night. I woke up suddenly in a panic because I remembered I hadn't d0ne this and nobody in my house seemed to know where she was. Granted, she's very self-sufficient and able to hold her own with the dogs of the household (she, in fact, teases the dogs), but still I was freaked out. I kept calling her and looking in all of her "hidey-holes", but could not find her. As I stood in the hallway and scanned the living room, I heard a little shuffle in my ear. I glanced to the wreath on my daughter's door and look what I found. She was watching me worry and decided to keep quiet. She was asleep and didn't want to be disturbed. As I look at this picture, I realize she looks just like a mushroom bird that I would buy at Michael's, but indeed she's real.