“The real things haven't changed. It is still best to be honest and truthful; to make the most of what we have; to be happy with simple pleasures; and have courage when things go wrong.”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder
I'm
excited about some projects I'm just starting to work on. However,
something's gotta give and it's going to have to be my blog. I want to be able to
devote my attention to my business and passion projects. :) I do want to
continue sharing my collection of antique photos though and will figure
out a way to do that. I have loved and appreciated those who have
followed me along on my journey. And I will continue to check in with the blogs and people who have come to mean so much to me.
I will still be doing some work behind the scenes (and an occasional post) over at Beyond Little House and am starting a blog/website for our business (a very rough work in progress!). Plus, there are a couple of other projects that I've been wanting to start.
Sosha came over yesterday and hasn't gone home yet. Things change when she's here.
She was sick and now has to eat special food. That means my mom and dad can't give her treats of any kind. That means that I can't get treats of any kind either. Seriously.
The family is throwing a Halloween party over at my brother's house. Apparently Sosha and I are not invited.
My mom complained that when my sister dropped Sosha off on her way to work yesterday and we were still all in bed, I never got up to see why the driveway alarm went off and I didn't bother to go see who came in the house. Well, it's because I knew who it was. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. If Mom and Dad can sleep in, then so can I. Even though my mom said she slept in because she didn't fall sound asleep till about 6am and we know that if my mom sleeps in then my dad will sleep in too.
Yesterday morning it started raining so my mom went to the door to let us in. She couldn't find us.
We were already in the house. Hahahahahaha! Joke was on her!
My sister (and Sosha) stayed here last weekend because Mom and Dad went away to a meeting. My mom made the extra bedroom into a guest room with two twin beds. Apparently Sosha thinks one of them is hers.
That's the bed her mom sleeps in if she stays here anyhow.
Me? I just sleep on my own bed. On the hard floor.
Just wanted to share a couple of things (if you're my facebook friend you've already seen them).
My favorite wedding picture.
Our song.
We had been dating a while and had fallen in love (or did we love each other from the start?). We were on a double date, riding home in the back seat and talking quietly, just the two of us. We decided that we need a song. "What song should be ours?" And this started playing on the radio. We liked the lyrics and it became our song.
So ... Happy 27th Anniversary, Jim. I love you more than life itself.
Haven't had a lot going on lately, yet we've been busy. Does this mean we lead incredibly boring lives? Well, I'm okay with that.
Jim and I had a meeting (actually a couple of meetings) on Saturday in northern Michigan. Since we had to be there at 8:30am and it's about a five hour drive, we left Friday afternoon and spent the night before up there. The meetings finished a little earlier than anticipated. That's always a good thing. Don't you find that you're more exhausted sitting in meetings, or trainings, or a boring conference all day than if you worked or were doing something that allowed you to move around? Yep, us too.
Our meeting was at the Grand Traverse Resort in Traverse City.
My friend Dawn showed me this display.
It is all made of sugar. Way cool.
So, we started heading home. We were both tired though and had bad headaches so decided to stop for the night. Okay...maybe we wanted to stop at a couple of antique stores on Sunday. :) We were lucky to find a cheap, but clean motel. Since we were in the Birch Run area, we breakfasted at Tony's. Have I told you about Tony's? I didn't take a picture of our meals (mine was actually more normal sized), but the portions are huge and that's what they're famous for. It's impossible to finish your meal. Our leftovers were Duke's treat when we got home.
For the record, I had only eggs and toast. Jim had eggs, potatoes, sausage, and toast. The white box that we brought home was full with our leftovers. Some may call it a waste, but it's what Tony's is famous for.
We visited some nice antique stores and I seem to have now started collecting advertising trade cards. More on that another time.
So, let's fast forward to Tuesday. I had an appointment to have a root canal. Oh goody. My advice is to never postpone going to the dentist because you don't have dental coverage and don't want to spend the money. It costs more in the long run. Two cavities and a root canal.
My regular dentist decided to refer me to an endodontist. It appears I had a curved root. Go figure. I was only nervous because my jaw hurt from the dentist appointment a week earlier. I figure if I'm numbed up, I'm okay. He numbed me up really good then told me that if I felt any pain at all to raise my left hand right away. He started drilling and I started feeling pain. I thought to myself, "It's okay. Tough is out. It can't be that bad." Then I quickly decided that it was not okay and I raised my hand. The dentist injected right at the base of my tooth. Waited for that to kick in and started again. The second time, I didn't need to raise my left hand as I nearly jumped out of the chair when he hit the nerve. He had to then give me a shot right in the nerve. He said, "It'll be intense for about 10 seconds." It was intense for longer than 10 seconds, but it did do the trick. I'm tough, I really am. This was just not fun! I have a high tolerance for pain, but this root canal broke me. I filled the prescription for Motrin and Tylenol 3 that he gave me, came home, took a Motrin, crawled into bed and slept for two hours. Today I am sore, but so much better. I go back in three weeks to finish. He didn't want to put me through the whole kabang in one shot, although he did say the worst is done. For that I am grateful!
For the rest of the week, we will be busy getting ready to help throw a Halloween bash at our son's house. It'll be fun. Just hope the weather is as nice as today was. Remind me to take some pictures!
Also, a big thank you to Delores at thefeatherednest! I won her Halloween giveaway and was thrilled to receive the package. I will share photos when I share the photos from the party as I'm loaning them as decorations. They WILL come back to my house though!!
Thirty years ago tonight (a Friday in 1982), I was sitting on my friend Renee's couch with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in the other waiting for her boyfriend Fritz's friend to arrive. A blind date. She had been trying to set us up for a few months and finally, after an especially difficult time in my life, I agreed. I needed some fun. I told her to make sure he knew that I wasn't interested in a relationship, just to go out and have fun. And we did. We went out for fish and chips (a staple for Jim as I would find out) and went with friends to see a band and have a couple of drinks and dance and just have a good time.
And while we were slow dancing during a fast song, we shared our first kiss.
As time goes on, I must be choosier about what I'm searching for. I'm still collecting mostly baby and children, but I'm looking more closely about what else is in the picture. Like this one.
If you can translate what this says, I would greatly appreciate it!
I don't have too many thoughts going through my mind today. But something nifty happened earlier today ---
Jim called me while he was out and about on some service calls (or so I thought) this morning. He wondered if I could round up some cash and told me that he'd pick me up in a couple of minutes. I obeyed like an obedient wife (just kidding, just kidding!). I thought that he must have found something that he thought one of the kids needed for their house.
But nope, it was for me.
A little background story --
Jim has a slight addiction to bins. There's a factory a couple of miles from our place that puts out for sale pallets of bins all bundled up. Jim has nabbed some up on three other occasions. He's been on an organizing kick lately. The bins will be great for storing all of the many fittings and other littles that he has to keep organized in his shop. Last Friday, he noticed that they had another pallet of bins out. He was on his way to drill and couldn't stop so he called and asked me to go buy them and he would pick them up later. I wasn't feeling well so never made it over there. I felt bad that he would miss out. The bins seem to thrill him.
Two of his pallets of bins. You'll notice in the background that there's another pallet. Apparently, he's already put one bundle of them to use. A winter project for sure - the organizing.
So this morning he was driving by the factory again and they had bins out by the road again so he stopped to buy them. That's when he noticed it and looked at it and decided to call me so that I could go look at it. He wasn't sure if I would like it, especially considering it's color.
Are you kidding? I loved it. Especially the color. The price was great and it became mine ... an early birthday present.
Isn't it beautiful? A baby blue Kalamazoo Cook Stove from 1935. We never buy anything without knowing where it will go. Till now. We have no idea where we'll put it, but we will find a place!
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