Wednesday, January 3, 2018

What Word? What Goals? What Resolutions?

Should I select a "word" this year?  Maybe a Phrase.  Maybe I should take it a step further and select a verb to eliminate from my vocabulary.  I decided I'm not going to select a word this year.  Who remembers the word YOU selected LAST year?  I don't.  I should have put it on my bulletin board.

This "word" thing got me to thinking about the concept of selecting a word to help you focus on the direction you want the new year to take. That made me realize that in every single year, the main thing I want is to enjoy what I do.

Then there are New Year Resolutions?  I NEVER make them.  The only one I have ever made and kept was to remember to write checks into my check register.  Technology has changed that.  Now I used a Card for just about every purchase and save receipts to compare to my balance on line.

And what about goals?  This is a hard task for me because basically I fly by the seat of my pants.

Word:  So if I did select a "word", it would be JOY.  Not to just enjoy what I do, but to find joy in everything, every day.  I will say NO to procrastination.

Resolution:  Eat less.  Eat more healthy food.  Say NO to nibbling and snacks, except for grapes.  I love Black Seedless Grapes.  To be willing to change things up in the garden landscaping.

Goals:  To participate in projects that I have committed to.  To always have more than one stitching project in process.  To get an early start on the pond landscaping.

Grateful:  That I am able to stay inside.  Yesterday our low temp was -15 with a wind chill of -33.  But I DID fill my bird feeders.

Tell me if you selected a Word, Set Goals or made Resolutions.  What are you grateful for today?

Happy New Year
xx, Carol

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Having Trouble Commenting Here? Please read

Today my friend Susan posted about a fix for some of you that have not been able to post comments here, or have had difficulty.  Please visit her page for an explanation and possible fix if you have the issue with your own blog.  I fixed mine, as I was unaware that the setting had somehow changed in a Blogger update.

Happy New Year.

today I am grateful for Susan's post.

xx, Carol

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Slow Stitching

I almost titled this Slow Stitching Progress.  But then I didn't because I don't really think of this stitching as having an "end".  I enjoy everything about it from selecting the fabric for the patches, to selecting the thread, to deciding what direction to lay the stitches.  I love the way the stitching is changing this jacket from an item I hated to an item I embrace.

I'm linking this post to Kathy's Quilts: Slow Stitching.  (I forgot to do that the last time I posted a picture of this jacket).

Today I am grateful to have "Me Time" to stitch guilt free.

Happy New Year.  Be safe.
xx, Carol

Sunday, December 24, 2017

Merry Christmas

I want to wish all of my friends a very happy holiday.

You all make me so happy to have your friendships I am hugging myself as I think of you all.

Whatever holiday you celebrate, I wish you JOY.
xx, Carol

Sunday, December 17, 2017

A Little Story

I know that you recognize this Logo. But this is not a story about shoes.  Let me back up a bit.

My best friend in my adult life was more than 20 years older than me.  She used to tell me stories about how this are was when she was little.  I was really interested in hearing about riding on dirt roads that lead from Elkhart Indiana to South Bend.  I have always loved knowing about the history of this area including the Indians that camped along the St. Joseph River and the ambitious men that built this area east of Chicago into a manufacturing hub.

I was raised in Michigan City located on Lake Michigan just east of Gary.  My father worked at US Steel South Chicago Works and commuted to work each day on the South Shore Railroad.  My aunt and uncle owned a home on US 421 just off the Michigan City Toll Road exit.  The front of their home was a restaurant with a HUGE dining room and lunch counter.  The kitchen was their personal kitchen.  You could do things like that back then.  I remember when the toll road was BUILT.  My brother worked at the construction site. That brought the restaurant a lot more business.  One of her customers was Dr. Scholl.

Dr. Scholl was born on a dairy farm in Laporte County Indiana.  He invented arch supports for shoes and advertised himself right into a major company.  The company headquarters was built in Chicago.  He bought a mansion on Lake Michigan in the little "town" of Long Beach.  He visited my aunt's restaurant often.  She mentioned to him that the daily work of the restaurant was becoming too much and she was thinking of closing it and moving into town and opening a catering service.  Dr. Scholl offered her a job of house keeping for his mansion on the lake.  She jumped at the chance because she would be well paid to visit the mansion once a week to do light house cleaning.  Since he didn't live there and visited sporadically it really involved dusting and vacuuming.  The other part of her job was to cater any dinner parties he might have while he was at the lake.

I remember visiting the mansion with her.  I played at the beach while she did her tasks.  I remember being in awe of the bathroom faucets that were gold.  There was what I called the African room that was totally decorated with African masks, animal heads and other art.  There was a HUGE bathroom/dressing area as you came into the home from the beach with several sink areas and changing rooms.  There was an exercise room down there too.  The kitchen was the most amazing one I had ever seen, the kind you might imagine seeing in magazines now.  Very State of the Art.  That is all I remember about the house, but I'm sure I saw most of it.

Al Capone had a mansion in Long Beach too, but his was not on the lake side of the road that runs along the lake shore.  His was surrounded by a tall iron fence.  I never saw the inside of HIS retreat, lol.

My other aunt worked at Arno Tape, which made adhesives for Dr. Scholl products.

I go back home pretty often since it's only about a 25 minute drive.  Of course the town has changed so much it's almost sad to go there.  There is a Casino, an Outlet Mall and a nice antique shop.  If you don't live in Michigan City you have to pay to go to the park at the lake.  So I am just lost in my thoughts about going to the amusement park that was there, visiting the zoo, spending every single minute I could at the beach and of course parking at the Lover's Lane called Fedder's Alley.

I love local history and lore. Is there something really interesting about the town where you were raised?

Grateful:  to still have my memory.

xx, Carol

Monday, December 4, 2017

Barbie Dog and a Big Bird

 Like everyone, I had a busy November.  Nope, I didn't have to prepare one thing for Thanksgiving.  Alyssa took it all over.  Corey and Alyssa work well together.  She cooked everything with little help from me.  Corey took over setting up tables and all the lifting and reaching that Terry usually does.  They invited a longtime friend, his girlfriend and their son.  My grandson Kyle came and it was actually a riotous time after dinner when the kids related stories of when they lived near each other and went to school together.

We did NOT do any Black Friday shopping, however I did buy a few things on line.  On line shopping has become my way to go, except I do like to shop for fabric in person.

When I woke up Thanksgiving morning, I glanced out the kitchen window at the pond on my way to get a cup of coffee.  I did a double take and the first thing that went through my mind was to wonder why we left a yard ornament out when we put the rest away.

 It was a fleeting thought when I realized that was actually a live bird at the pond.  He zeroed in on a fish swimming under the ice.  I was thinking I had to chase him off when I blinked my eye and he was gone.

We live really close to the river and a Blue Heron will occasionally visit looking for a snack.  I wonder how often one visits that I don't see.

On Halloween during the Trick or Treat hours we had two deer visit, but I couldn't get their picture before they ran off.  I was pretty surprised they were where they could be seen with all the people and traffic in our neighborhood.  It was certainly MY treat to see them.
Boscoe and Harley are BFFs.  I love this picture because it shows the difference in their size.  Boscoe weighs about 110 pounds and Harley weighs about 15.  They are together constantly and always playing. 

Tyson rarely plays with Harley.  They do run together but do not play dog games.  I call Harley Boscoe's Barbie Dog.  Their personalities are very much the same.  Corey has told me that he will leave Harley with us when they move and so far he may take Tyson, but I really doubt it.

As you might guess, our house is a circus and it keeps us constantly laughing.

Grateful:  Today I am grateful that Corey, Alyssa and Nic cleared the leaves from our yard this fall.  I have been having a bout of sciatic pain that has been going on since about a week before Thanksgiving and Terry has the Shingles.  This is the second time he has had them.  Don't let anyone tell you that you only get them once.

Tell me something funny.  Tell me a funny story about something that happened this fall or a joke.
We all need to laugh more.
xx, Carol

Sunday, November 12, 2017

It's Slow Stitching

When I was young, I did a LOT of stitching.  Making clothes, embroidery on clothes, cross stitching on clothes with waste canvas were second nature to me.

When I went to work full time when Laurie was in 1st Grade, being a full time working mom with a husband who was an over-the-road truck driver, canning and gardening took more time than I actually had.  Hand and machine sewing were put on the back burner.

I have always loved old Crazy Quilts, but not the frau frau pieces with laces and silk ribbon.  I loved the pioneer crazy quilts that were stitched and embellished with beautifully hand stitched seams and motifs.

I never understood the Slow Stitching Movement until now.  That's me...intrigued with hand stitched inchies 10 years after their fad.  Loving the look of Boro stitched fabrics long after "everyone" was talking about it.

I Googled the definition of Slow Stitching and found a few blog posts about it.  It is referred to as stitching a slow project by hand, whether it is cross stitched, quilted, embroidered or appliqued.  It is taking the time to reflect on what you are sewing.  That makes sense to me right now.  Add FOCUS and RESTFUL to the description. Reserving time for me without a break to let the dogs out or do anything for anyone else but ME.  I have much been lacking that in my life, especially now with my grandson's family living with us for the next several months.

So I will not refer to Boro stitching the patches on this jacket anymore.  It is Slow Stitching and it's restful.  Now I will have to find time to machine sew.  Finding quiet time for THAT is more difficult.

I am linking this post to Kathy's Quilts who encourages Sunday Slow Stitching.

Grateful:  Today I am grateful for quiet time used think deep thoughts to better understand myself and others.

Are you able to dedicate quiet time to just think about whatever pops in your mind?  Looking out the window is good for that too!
xx, Carol