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.
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♥
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
"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!
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!
Let's start with "The Bad": The back room where I craft has been a bad mess for too long getting ready for the show. No walking space.
Tried to get a decent picture of the whole 5x16 ft booth with my phone but it was hard. I had a table, the old shutter door shelving and a couple vintage pedestal stands.
A pic of the table. People kept trying to buy the red & white chamber pot on the right so I had to take it off. It was just used to prop things up.
I had a snowman on a vintage bobbin with a jingle bell on its collar/ pattern by The Olde Country Cupboard♥. I cannot tell you how many people came up and started shaking the "snow" out of it! I mean everyone likes a good jingle bell ring every now and then but.... One lady asked if it was a rattle. Her friend said yes, it was. She said she should buy it for baby X. I told her it was was NOT a rattle and it was NOT safe for a baby. And then I put it back in the box, LOL! I was scared she would buy it and give it to a baby for crying out loud.
Which brings me to "The Primitive"
not a rattle (ha ha!)
For every person who didn't understand the primitive, there was someone who loved it. And connecting with those folks made my day! Lot's of GOOD!
Just a pic to show you the shutter set up. Didn't have a whole lot left on the shelves.
Except for the gingerbread couple - someone asked if they were voodoo dolls.
But the real kicker was my black snowman heads. Just about everyone thought they were rocks. Some simply pondered, others picked up and squeezed. At one point I wanted to say: "Yes it's a rock, now let me tell you how I sewed the eyes on..." (LOL!)
I have a few other pics and could tell you what seemed to sell and what didn't, but don't know if that would be helpful for anyone. They announced over the loud speaker that 2,215 people paid an entry fee and that didn't include the kids. People still love a good craft show! YAY!
Hope you all were able to enjoy Turkey and rest and survived Black Friday if you dared to venture out!
When it's cold and the days are dim, something inside us says: "Find a blankie and curl up by the fire. It's nap time (again)". I told my husband it's the hibernation instinct in all of us. The animals have it right. Store up the fat, dig a deep hole (in the ground or in blankies) and basically nap until we see the light of spring.
Hope you stay warm this week and are able to take time for cat-napping by the fire or with a warm blanket. It's like our way of saying "come at me, 'bro" to old man winter.
Thought I'd share a couple of pics from the craft show I did today with a friend!
Tried some merry & bright colors for a change from primitive but have a primitive show next weekend (the snowguys in the pic? Those bad boys are getting stained).
We spun out on some black ice on our way there and after material costs, booth fee and gas I ended up $1.00 in the hole...which I think is a hoot. It was for a good cause: all booth fees and raffle/food proceeds went to a fund for the town's high school senior class for a drug/alcohol-free senior party. They say it's quite the production. If it saves one persons life, definitely worth it!
Trying to catch up with you all...hoping to stay current now that the shows are almost done. Will post pics of next week's Black Friday show (hope I break even! LOL!)
"BE KIND FOR EVERYONE YOU MEET IS FIGHTING A HARD BATTLE"
When people hurt or frustrate us, sometimes it doesn't have anything to do with us, it might be a hard battle they are fighting inside or one we don't know about. Maybe.
If you are fighting a battle, my heart goes out to you today - be strong!
I love this song, "Demons" by Imagine Dragons.
Thanks to all my blog buddies who have left comments - I am so sorry I haven't been good about responding lately - been trying to craft...picked up another show this month! Please know I appreciate your visits!♥♥♥ I can't wait to get back to blogging - I miss visiting my friends.
Some days I've been flying without incident above the rooftops and others I'm falling fast, crashing through the trees. Lately I don't have much of a flight plan. Which is fine.
Made the above label for potion bottles. Feel free to use it for your own wicked fun.
Just clean an old jar or wine bottle (make sure the inside is dry), scrape off the label and paste this one on. Cover the opening with a piece of stained muslin or cheese cloth and secure by wrapping twine around the neck of the jar or bottle. Depending on how much effort you want to put into it, painting the inside of the jar/bottle (black spray paint works good) gives it a neat look or you could drop some dried moss and plastic spiders in...or something to resemble dried witch warts...or you can just pretend they were all used and you need to acquire more.....I will stop at that.
Haven't done much fall crafting...still working on the winter stuff. Feeling craft show burnout already. Soooo much work and time goes into it. The booth set-up has been driving me crazy lately. I've got a 5" x 16" space to fill, which is twice the size I'm used to in length.
We had a pretty, fluffy snow the other day. But the leaves haven't fallen off the trees totally so it doesn't count.
Well, just wanted to do a quick fly-by. Hope to catch up with my blog buddies soon!
Do you ever walk in the woods? I do, as much as I can. I've always loved the woods. Sometimes when I am out there...I feel like someone is watching me. Do you ever get "that feeling"? Little eyes watching from places I don't see. And sometimes I even hear a little scampering of feet. If you are one who believes in fairies...or magical little beings...maybe you can picture one running to hide under this cool toadstool.
Sometimes I come upon the perfect little home for some type of furry creature...I gingerly peek in hoping I won't see two eyes gleaming back at me. If you look close enough, there are little homes everywhere in the woods. Most are hidden well. I believe the majority of residents sleep through the day and emerge at night.
Speaking of "gingerly"...I am making slight progress in Christmas crafts:
Dipped some orange slices and salt dough stars in wax and primmed up some gingers that are not finished. The larger pattern is by Robin of Bird in the Hand Primitives and the smaller ginger pattern is by Jenifer Gaston of The Woolen Willow. Have some rusty bells and homespun scarves waiting for them.
TGIF blog buddies - hope you are enjoying the fall and all the good that comes with it.
That little round shadow in the middle of the picture is a porcupine. My daughter noticed him waddling around on our way home yesterday in broad daylight, which is unusual. He was feasting on a fall banquet of juicy apples - you should have heard him slurping. I wish I could have gotten a clearer picture - pretty cool.
My planter is loving the fall sun. Going to miss this color once the leaves drop and the snow flies. So gray and dreary. Wish fall could last all winter!
I've been wanting to plant some sweet annie for a while now and never get around to ordering the seeds. Made some prim stars with little "pockets" sewn on the front and wanted to stick a small bunch of drieds in there. So I wandered around the yard the other night and snipped off some things from my rock garden and some wild mint, yarrow and what I think might be wild oregano? Boy did that bouquet smell good!
The fuzzy bumbles seemed to be "sleeping" on the wild mint - five or six of them. It was in the evening and getting chilly. I picked around them :)
Ended up hanging little bunches to dry. Just taped some of them to the shelf. I don't have much time or focus to do things the Martha Stewart way so I just did it my way and we shall see what happens.
Am hoping to plant some good smelling herbs next year along with sweet annie. Seen some raised gardens made out of pallets on Pinterest last week - that would be cool.
Happy Autumn blog buddies - hope the coming week is good to you♥
The picture is grainy, I took it with my phone. Almost missed it driving by last spring.
Can you see it?
The old farmhouse way out in the middle of a cornfield. Blending in with the trees, minding it's own business. Not conforming to today's style or standards. Stuck in time.
It looks like a bay window on the end...I wonder if the lady of the house put her plants there. I don't know if I will ever understand the draw these old places have always had on me. Even as a teenager I would drive around the old country back roads taking pictures of barns and abandoned houses like this one.
This is the barn next to the house. Pretty big. So silent now but I bet there was a lot of hustle & bustle back in the day. Maybe it is still used for storage as the fields are obviously worked.
Is it the essence of simpler times or the ideal of hard, honest work and family members working side by side that draws me? Or maybe it is just the mystery of the past.
Because I love a good mystery.
Keep an eye open next time you are out for a country drive. Sometimes these old homesteads are hidden well. Content to set as they are, letting the world move on ahead.