Grocery Shopping and Mommy Teasers

I went grocery shopping by myself today. I'm tired of th' Love Bunny grabbing my cart and trying to prevent me from killing/running over/maiming a shopper! I made him stay home. The problem with sending him alone with a grocery list with 5 items and he arrives back home with 8 is I told him to stick to the grocery list and NOT get a thing else not on the list. Never, ever happens. You've heard this story before but I've now decided it's time to go it alone. Sheeeesh!
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When we were at my granddaughters a couple of weeks ago for the birth of her second child, I taught Caroline, her 2 1/2 year old a new thing—cover your ears and wag your tongue while saying lalalalalalala. She took to that like a menopause woman takes to chocolates! Her dad looked at me and I gave him the look that said, "Forget it; I'm doing my own thing with her whether you like it or not." He acquiesced and I think it's because he thought it was cute. What Dada wouldn't?! LOL BUT I also told her to tell her mummy afterwards: Mummy teaser (this to lighten the occasion). And every time we'd practice it, she'd say "mummy teaser." I instructed her well.

Well, a few nights ago, I called granddaughter to see how the girls were and asked if she had done it to her. She said, "Yessss!" Just the night before Caroline said she didn't want to eat the dinner and after a few "back and forths" she covered her ears and said, "Lalalalalala." She said she didn't like the dinner and wanted pear sauce (we get that here at our local Church cannery and it's delicious and Caroline's favorite dessert.) I asked if Caroline said, "Mummy teaser." Nuuuuuu she didn't. I said, "Oooooops." I'll have to correct her error next time we go over. She is one of the smartest kids I know (All grandmothers/great grandmothers say this!). She never forgets something we tell her. I think she was just full of herself at the dinner table that night. But that will NOT stop me from teaching her funny things. ;-) We're humorous and her mom and dad did laugh at her.
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I guess you know by now I was looking at a plethora of sofas and accessories a LOT while trying to decide on a sofa for our home. These are two that I love. Actually, I love that whole room.

Romantic roses in a rustic setting. Adorable.

A cute tea cart.

A place I know most of you would love to go visit. Me? I'll stay here and watch th' house for ya! ;-)

Another little jar I'd love to have.

Are these adorable or what?!

Looks like a place in a Scandinavian country.

Pretty basket of tiny pillows.

I do love this living room also. What a cute coffee table.

Paradise!

More decorated bottles.

I might even cook more if I had this kitchen. Cute!

There's enough froufrou here for me. I love froufrou!

While this is adorable, it sure doesn't make for pleasant conversation at the table if none of the guests can see each other. Love it for its "darling-ness" though.

Imagine. ;-)

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Random Thoughts 9/1/2012

Here is the floral bucket I finished recently. Read about it here.

There was a mother nursing her 4 year-old little boy on the cover of a magazine recently. I only saw it in the news but there was a big flap over her nursing and/or doing it on the cover of a magazine. I didn't read the article of course so I have no idea what the story was about but I do think the nudity on the cover of a magazine was inappropriate. Why would someone even think to "pose" for that kind of article? I believe our bodies are sacred and wouldn't want mine splashed over the world like that. I have absolutely NO problem if a breast-feeding mom would like to nurse at my home, even without a cover over her, but most women I know cover up. But, personally, I love watching babies suckle. It's sweet to watch their little cheeks trying to get their nourishment. My granddaughter would cover up when nursing here because of her grandpa but if he wasn't here, I didn't mind it. After all, I powdered, kissed and changed that little behind many, many times. I still love patting her 32-year old bottom!

I'm supposing it's just a sign of the times when nothing is sacred. Modesty is laughed upon and I know it's going to get worse. What some people do for notoriety just astounds me sometimes.
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When hubby saw the feather boa on the refurbished lamp, he said it looked like it was going to take flight. Actually, when we turned the ceiling fan on it did blow feathers all over the living room for a while.
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Pink has always been around. It's a color for men also. I've dressed my hubby in it for many years and he's gotten so many compliments on his wardrobe. Just lately it's been held in high esteem and we've become adventurous in displaying it. It's always been my favorite color, but I'm seeing it more and more in decorating than ever. I always look for pink shirt, ties, etc. for him. He loves standing out!
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It is one of my goals to never desire a knowledge of other people's business. When I know too much, I'll start judging. And who am I to judge? I'm an imperfect human being who doesn't like being judged. Just stop it.
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Today is the birthday of one of my grandsons. He's the youngest grandchild. He's so funny. He's a teenager now but when he was primary age, he said to me, "Nana, isn't it funny that I was born on Labor Day? Labor Day? Get It?" He was such a young age I didn't even think he knew about labor in connection with childbirth. He laughed himself silly over that one. Squirt! :-)

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My favorite wall decoration—pink and white stripes, though this one does look more pink and darker pink.

Sweet window in an old stone house with white sheer curtains to let in light and bright pansies in the window for color.

An absolutely stunning display of ribbon work.

Sweet slipcovered chair. Almost looks like a doll house.

Another thatched cottage in a field of yellow daffodils.

I have a friend with chickens and a chicken coop. This isn't it, but she's going to photograph it for me to show you...real soon. Right, Stacey?!

A beautiful pink and white room. Love this one.

Simply a place to stroll I thought you'd like to see.

A neat little room with fanciful wall cubbies for displaying trinkets.

It doesn't get much better than laundry drying on the line for me. Reminds me of my kids' diapers billowing on the line while the sun bleached them white in the California sun while we mums sat in the cool shade of the grass watching the munchkins play on the jungle jims in military housing. Wistful memories.

I saw this dress and thought it was too beautiful to not show you.

Gorgeous display of crystal and beautiful deep pink roses.

A very neat way to store fabrics and art supplies. Mine will never look this great!

I swoon over this darling entrance to someone's home.

I just had cake and ice cream while creating this blog post. I think, however, you'd all like this cupcake above chocolate ones. ;-)

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Pink Saturday 11/13/2010 Office Chair Cover

Happy Pink Saturday. Please visit other participants at Beverly's Blog.


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I had x-rays done and all is normal but continue the physical therapy. The therapist has given me more exercises and variations on some of the old ones. My advice? Avoid doing a 180° flip at all costs, chicks! You would laugh if you could see how I have to sit in a restaurant booth. (I prefer tables and chairs but at the moment I need the cushioning of the booth seats. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, stops my monday and friday nights eating out. Even if I do have to sit kinda weird.
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Several weeks ago I came to the realization that I could not sit in my office chair without pain so I switched with hubs and he took my chair. His is much more comfortable for me and comfort is a necessity at this point. However, he doesn't want to have a roses chair cover on his chair and it won't fit what is now my chair. But when I looked at it, there was an "unraveling" of some fibers on one side. I thought of selling it and repaired the tear. I then washed it. I then put it on a chair in the studio to dry it. I like it! I think I'll just keep it on that chair—after I iron it. The thought of selling it distressed me because I love it but I was willing to pass it on to someone for a nominal charge with the knowledge that it was repaired. If I change my mind, I'll let someone who loves office chair covers with roses fabric on it know. I'd like to see it go to a good home!

Just a fancy stitch to repair the tear. Voilà, looks like new.

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It's Alright, Really It is...

First of all, to the woman, Melody, who asked me a question about that poem Their Last Touch, you didn't have a return address OR a blog so I could answer you privately, but the answer is: No, I have no clue who wrote the poem. I didn't even know it was a song. Sorry. So, gals, please remember if you want me to answer something for you, I'll need an email address or at least a blog so I can answer. I prefer an email.
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Okay, more confessions here and trust me, it is NOT pretty. The older I get the less I feel like housekeeping. Yep, trust me on this one because it is definitely true. To prove my words true I'm going to show you some pix of the house lately with, of course, explanations. Bear with me on this.

These old magazines have been in this corner behind hubby's chair for months and months, maybe even a couple of years. I just can't find a place for them now and thought of selling some on eBay since there are some very, very old ones.

This coffee table between our chairs in the family room??? I have been neglecting it for several months. Why? I've been lazy and just didn't want to touch it. I'd rather sit and read a book while recuperating since I can't sit on any chair in the craft room and chairs I can sit on wouldn't be conducive to working in the craft room. See that blue binder? That has a lot of material on PhotoShop from a class I took very early this year. Been sittin' there that long. Maybe I could just dust its cover? Nah, too much trouble.

Dictionary, fingernail files, phone and scriptures are always near. Then of course, hubs has to keep his periodicals near him, cluttering the table up even more.

The corner opposite hubby's corner is filled with pictures I have no place to hang. I might give them to Goodwill, just don't know yet.

Okay, so what's behind my chair? Two rolls of batting to make quilts for my church ward, a small folding/slanted table to put my laptop on when using it in here, some frames I got a heck of a deal on and haven't decided what to do with them, the bag for my laptop when traveling and my refurbished umbrella that I've yet to put up somewhere.

Told ya so...

And then there's the craft table. I don't even know where to begin on this table. Truly, I don't.

I truly lost a pair of up-close glasses somewhere in this mess and haven't found them yet after just flicking a quick glance every once in a while and hoping they gravitate to the top of the pile.

The chandelier hubs brought down from the garage attic weeks ago so I could prime and paint it is still sitting on the floor in here. I haven't a clue when I'll get to it, but since it requires standing up, it might be sooner than later. Can you picture this in the small entry way? I can; Love Bunny can't. You know who's going to win this battle, right?! Plus that desk I put on Craigslist and no takers so far. I sure wish one of you shabby romantic bloggers lived near here because I only want $75.00 for that vintage school desk.

Do you see that cardboard tube under there? It's full of posters Love Bunny doesn't know I've taken out of the garage. After next summer if he doesn't mention them, I'm throwing them out. He's a hoarder!!!! I doubt he'll miss them.

Recently, I was changing this wall around a bit—taking down a little dark brown shelf I got from Bombay & Co. years ago and painted it white and have yet to find a place for it—and added these little pictures instead to fill a void on this wall.

While in that corner I dusted. Yep, actually dusted. BUT I haven't put the dust rag away yet or rearranged that end table. Ooooh, I've been going to do it, just haven't got around to it yet. Can we say lazy again? Maybe recuperate is a more appropriate word, hmmmmm?

As I've said, I had to give my office chair to Love Bunny because I could NOT sit on it. So I took his, but my beautiful chair cover won't fit this one, plus he doesn't particularly want to sit on roses chair covers so I'm going to have to get rid of it, but it's been hanging there for a couple of weeks.

See these curtains and the duvet cover? They've also been waiting for me to ask hubby to find a box to pack them in so I can put them in the garage attic until I decide what to do with them. I just may keep them and change things out somewhere along the line. Never sorry I keep something, always sorry I toss them out or get rid of them

Notice my exercise pad sitting there for about a week and I've had no incentive to put it away. Also just to the right of it sitting on the top of some boxes is a little box full of hanging lanterns I was going to take over to my neighbor in July. Yep, still sitting there. That's how pathetic I've been. Sigh......

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