Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
If Furniture Could Talk...
...I just wonder what the story this little green cabinet would tell.
I was on my way to Oak Grove back before Christmas and passed by a yard sale in progress on the way. I literally drove to the next place I could turn around safety and went back to check it out! There she was...standing in the driveway, looking alone, wanting someone to take her home. I couldn't just leave her behind. So, I paid the price on her tag and loaded her up. I asked her "Where have you been;?" She politely told me she had once belonged to a young woman who used her to hold kitchenwares. She went on to say, "Times were hard and money was scarce, so people used what they had." I asked were her coat of green came from and she told me that someone gave it to her. I can remember when I was a young bride with few dollars to pay the rent, much less buy a new coat. I told her about when my husband and I rented a little green shack across from The University of N. Alabama in Florence. It was so tiny and lacked of any redeeming qualities, like kitchen cabinets. It had none, zip-O, notta! So, we put concrete blocks and boards up in the kitchen to hold my dishes, canned goods and pots. One thing I do remember, though, is how happy we were. I mean, we didn't have cable, so there was no television to watch. We played cards and "air quitar" before Guitar Hero was even thought of. Our son was a baby, barely walking at the time, and we would sit in the floor of the livingroom, which was buckled in the middle so it felt like some kind of a "fun house" at the carnival, and play with him. Life was a struggle for a while, but it was what it was and we made it through the tough times together.
So, I asked where the young woman was now and the little green cabinet told me that the lady had died a year or so back from cancer and that her daughter had taken her into her tiny home so that she wouldn't be tossed to the side of the road for the trash to pick up. She told me of the young couple that lived in the home, how they too had a small baby girl who was a joy to them and her grandparents. When I asked her how she ended up in the drive with a for sale sign stuck to her chest, she said that the couple wanted to make a little money to buy Christmas for their baby, so they sacrificed her to the cause.
How many times have I done just that. We all have I suppose. There was alot of "lean years" when we didn't even have money to buy a Christmas tree, but, Christmas came anyhow. I wish I could have all the dollars back that I have spent on crazy stuff that eventually ended up in a yard sale. I could probably provide Christmas for someone else or spend it on my aged parents a caregiver.
I promised the little green cabinet that I would give her a home. I said that she could hold my Fiesta platters and casseroles, my treasured set of Fiesta tea pitchers and those little blue bowls I once gave to my husbands mama for Christmas years ago. I promised not to change her coat of green, that she had earned it proudly. Oh, how happy she stands now in my kitchen. And we both have made a new friend!
I was on my way to Oak Grove back before Christmas and passed by a yard sale in progress on the way. I literally drove to the next place I could turn around safety and went back to check it out! There she was...standing in the driveway, looking alone, wanting someone to take her home. I couldn't just leave her behind. So, I paid the price on her tag and loaded her up. I asked her "Where have you been;?" She politely told me she had once belonged to a young woman who used her to hold kitchenwares. She went on to say, "Times were hard and money was scarce, so people used what they had." I asked were her coat of green came from and she told me that someone gave it to her. I can remember when I was a young bride with few dollars to pay the rent, much less buy a new coat. I told her about when my husband and I rented a little green shack across from The University of N. Alabama in Florence. It was so tiny and lacked of any redeeming qualities, like kitchen cabinets. It had none, zip-O, notta! So, we put concrete blocks and boards up in the kitchen to hold my dishes, canned goods and pots. One thing I do remember, though, is how happy we were. I mean, we didn't have cable, so there was no television to watch. We played cards and "air quitar" before Guitar Hero was even thought of. Our son was a baby, barely walking at the time, and we would sit in the floor of the livingroom, which was buckled in the middle so it felt like some kind of a "fun house" at the carnival, and play with him. Life was a struggle for a while, but it was what it was and we made it through the tough times together.
So, I asked where the young woman was now and the little green cabinet told me that the lady had died a year or so back from cancer and that her daughter had taken her into her tiny home so that she wouldn't be tossed to the side of the road for the trash to pick up. She told me of the young couple that lived in the home, how they too had a small baby girl who was a joy to them and her grandparents. When I asked her how she ended up in the drive with a for sale sign stuck to her chest, she said that the couple wanted to make a little money to buy Christmas for their baby, so they sacrificed her to the cause.
How many times have I done just that. We all have I suppose. There was alot of "lean years" when we didn't even have money to buy a Christmas tree, but, Christmas came anyhow. I wish I could have all the dollars back that I have spent on crazy stuff that eventually ended up in a yard sale. I could probably provide Christmas for someone else or spend it on my aged parents a caregiver.
I promised the little green cabinet that I would give her a home. I said that she could hold my Fiesta platters and casseroles, my treasured set of Fiesta tea pitchers and those little blue bowls I once gave to my husbands mama for Christmas years ago. I promised not to change her coat of green, that she had earned it proudly. Oh, how happy she stands now in my kitchen. And we both have made a new friend!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Boy-Oh-Boy-Oh Boy!!
These two cutie pies are my grandsons Niki and K'b0(which is short for Caleb). I made my way up to Idaho to see them a couple of weeks ago and had a blast! I was late coming into Boise so I got a room at the Hampton Suites which just happened to have an indoor pool. Lucky boys, they got to spend the entire afternoon with me swimming, jumping and playing in the hot tub. As I listened to them laugh and play pretend stuff that only boys know about, I was taken back to when I was a little girl and my brothers and I played games like Marco Polo and freeze tag in our pool. They were so mean to me...did I mention I am an only girl in a mix of 6 boys? Anyway, these kiddos had a wonderful time, and they even took time out to include me in there busy schedule of splashing and diving to tell me "look Nonna, I'm swimming underwater, which by the way they didn't do anything but stick their little faces under for a few seconds, but, who cares!
I love these little tigers, and their older brother Tyler. I miss them terribly. There is alot of things they miss out on not being near their grandparents, like spending the night and eating whatever they want, reading stories by flashlight under the covers, and taking nature hikes to look for clues of buried treasure. But, I will take what I can when I can. I love you little boys to pieces!
I love these little tigers, and their older brother Tyler. I miss them terribly. There is alot of things they miss out on not being near their grandparents, like spending the night and eating whatever they want, reading stories by flashlight under the covers, and taking nature hikes to look for clues of buried treasure. But, I will take what I can when I can. I love you little boys to pieces!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Welcome to the Cougar Club Kellye
About a month ago, my cousin Kellye Clark's hubby called me and asked me to make a very special birthday cake for Kellye. You see, Kellye was turning 40 and she was dreading the day. Why, I know NOT! Kellye is a beautiful woman that doesn't look anywhere near 40. Anyway, I asked Dwayne what he had in mind and he told me about a cake he had seen on the internet. So, he emailed the picture to me and woola! This is Kellye Clark's 40th Birthday Cake.
I delivered it this past Saturday morning in the parking lot at her hair salon and Dwayne was pleased I think. It was a fun cake to make too. I am experimenting in more difficult avenues. It is like being one of Duff's team. Thanks Dewayne for the order...and I certainly hope you got the pictures of her expressions when she saw it.
Missing...one tired Momma!!
Where have I been? It has been a long, long, time since the last post...and I vaguely remember anything before October, which is when the Holiday season officially kicked off for my business. As you mind know, my friend Charlotte and I have a Catering business. Need I say more.
Anyway, alot has been going on in my life and I want to try to pick up where I left off. So, without further ado....here is the redecorated room for my college kid/son. I am very happy with the results. The room is a bit small, but, with it being empy so much...it works. I love the colors of this room. It is jazzy without being overdone. The furniture was my mother-in-laws and while it isn't exactly what I would have picked out, I think it is just fine in the room. When I can get a weekend free, I intend to move to the office which is just a step off of this room. Pictures to follow.
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