Thursday, April 27, 2017

The Mother Lode

A few weeks ago, my friend Bea called and suggested that we get together. She is a busy woman helping with her grandsons, acting as the bookkeeper for the family business, involved with all manner of church activities, plus she is a quilter. There's a lot going on in her world and so I felt honored that she was asking if we could get together. We couldn't that day because I was caring for my dad. I thought I might hear from her again one day, but was surprised at how soon I heard...last week. 


She took me to a cafeteria where I had not been before. We shared a delicious sandwich and I had a wonderful cup of coffee. That's the day I purchased the balsam pillow featured on the mad as a wet, red hen post. The drive was pleasant and the conversation was interesting. 


Well, it always is when Bea and I get together because, though we share our faith and community and for many years our church, we are not always in agreement. She probably thinks I'm a nut; I think that she is a sensitive, loving soul whose bleeding heart sensibilites frighten me a titch. LOL!  You would have loved to join us, I'm sure. (Our conversation may be similar to some you have had on either side because I read about it just yesterday at Coffee Tea Books or Me. Not really, but Brenda seemed to be describing it very clearly on her post titled When the World Seems Crazy.) In spite of it all, we manage to enjoy one another's company.  I love to catch up with Bea. She's one of those people I enjoy being with. One thing is sure, she always makes me think.

Bea has lost some weight by design (not because she was ill) and she said that she had a number of clothing items that she'd like to pass on to me, if I were interested. As a gal who hates to shop and whose basic wardrobe is a pair of jeans and a white tee shirt, I was interested. Bea has always dressed beautifully. 


Sunday evening she called and asked if it would be a good time to bring me those clothes. One thing led to another and soon we were off instead for a pizza and salad supper. When I dropped her off at home, I was invited in to go through the clothes and brought home two huge bags. It was great having her explain why she liked this or that outfit and about the fit or fabric. Now I must tell you, lest Bea was dismayed to see her clothes all over my dining table and chairs, that when I received the clothes they were all meticulously tri-folded and beautifully packed. Alas, I am not quite as tidy as Bea.


Monday morning I tried everything on. Everything is so lovely. Some of it is still brand new with the tags still attached.  Tuesday, I changed my clothes four times just because I could. Ha!


This may be my favorite item of all...kid you not!

Pardon the lack of make-up and the static in my hair, but I do love a good black turtleneck. Love it for its quality, comfortable fabric.

Then there are all these pastel shells, which will be a great for summer.

I don't often wear horizontal stripes, but this doesn't read that way and the cute collar pleases me.


There are sweaters, sweater sets, jackets, skirts, pants, a housecoat, and more. There are beautiful colors as well as neutral grays and browns. I am so blessed.

I may not feel free to pose in all these lovely clothes, but I want you to know that I am wearing

~a smile~

Now where did my lips go? I may need lip liner. Blast.


Do you like hand-me-downs? What's been your favorite?
Have a wonderful Thursday and thanks for reading...

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Wednesday, April 26, 2017

I Beg Your Pardon Hodge Podge

1. April showers bring May flowers or so the saying goes. Has your April been filled with showers? 

It began with a freak April 1 snowstorm. Not funny. There have been a lot of showers and the final week of the month will end in daily rains. 

Do you carry an umbrella, wear a slicker, or make a run for it?

I wear a black raincoat with a hood,  A Little Black Riding Hood of sorts.

Besides rain, what else has filled your April? 

 See Saturday last's post. I can't go into it again. 

2. What's something you could you give a 30-minute presentation on at a moment's notice and with zero preparation?

a. Christian Allegory b. grammar

3. Share with us a favorite food memory from childhood.

My mother was one of those who often welcomed my sister and me home from school with freshly baked cookies cooling on the rack. She was not only a Toll House mom, she was also a peanut butter, oatmeal, whoopie pie, melting moments, molasses cookie, etc., kind of mom. Bliss!

4. What's a song you thought you knew the lyrics to, but later discovered you were wrong?

Not sure that this has ever happened to me so I'll refer to my default story. My Aunt Marjorie once heard my Uncle Red belting out lyrics to Lynn Anderson's "I Beg Your Pardon, I never Promised You a Rose Garden" this way: "I beg your pardon, I never promised you a raise, Gordon." Uncle Red was obviously both hearing impaired and fiscally minded. 😊

5. According to one travel website, the most overrated tourist attractions in America are-
Niagara Falls (NY)✔️
Hollywood Walk of Fame (California)✖️
Times Square (NYC)✔️
Epcot (FL)✖️
Seattle Space Needle (WA)✖️ 
Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market (Boston)✔️ 

How many of these have you seen in person?

exactly half of them as noted by ✔️ 

Of those I have visited, my favorite day was spent in Boston at Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. I was with my mother, sister, and better company. We had a blast and even took a horse drawn carriage tour of the old Boston neighborhoods. It was gray, damp, and chill, but what fun! Oh, the laughter! It rings in my ears yet. 

Did you feel like a tourist? yes

Did you care? a little

Tell us about a place (not on the list) you've visited that might be considered a tourist trap, but you love it anyway.

I tend to shy away from tourist traps and visit them in off seasons when the hordes have moved on. I love the coast of Maine, but it is a tourist trap from May to October. We love our tourists, though. πŸ˜‰

6. Your signature clothing item?

jeans and a white tee shirt

7. What's an experience you've had you think everyone should experience at least once? Why?

Everyone should walk The Sawdust Trail and ask Jesus into his/her heart. I mean it! It'll change one's life and one's eternal destiny.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Funny that wardrobe should be mentioned...I have recently been given the mother lode in adorns my dining room table even now. More on that tomorrow or Friday...

~what bounty~

Please visit Joyce and Friends HERE. If you haven't tried the Hodge Podge yet, give it a whirl. It'll get you out of a writing slump and it is a great way to meet and get to know other bloggers. 

Enjoy this April Day!
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Saturday, April 22, 2017

A Cautionary Tale

Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath
Ephesians 4:26

Now that is a tall order. I don't know about your personality, but mine leans toward "red alert" on its best day. 

Simple things can trip me — a post that never updates, a car that does not start or a groundhog clopping across my deck like a small pony. 

This "red alert" thing really goes bezerk when I feel someone I love has been wronged. 

Two weeks ago today, I entered The Ponderosa (John's place) for the first time since December. The snow was finally shallow enough to get through the door without climbing a snowbank. What I saw shocked me, scared me, and made me absolutely livid.

Someone had entered the building and stolen thousands of dollars of equipment. This was done while my tenant watched. She told her cousin the responding police officer (can you believe it?) that there was a woman who looked just like her landlord (me) and two men. She said that she thought nothing of it because there were always people there taking things. Really? Really?! 

To say that I would like to drop kick her to the moon is not too much of a stretch. Did she tell me? No. Did she call the police? No. Now I could say much more, in fact, I did and had to delete it, but this is the gist of it. 

There are other complications in this mess. Did you know that in my corner if you do not have the serial numbers from all pieces of equipment that the police will not even attempt to search pawn shops, etc.? 

I have told this story as a cautionary tale. Get those serial numbers, make sure your insurance is current, take photos, and have an inventory. Also, never assume that snow covering the door is a deterrent. These people shoveled their way in and shoveled the snow back covering their tracks. I feel like such a fool to have fallen for that trick. 

Perhaps you can imagine how much I feel I have failed John. Oh I know that he is not affected by these earthly things anymore, but he would have been some kind of upset if this had happened on his watch. I certainly regret that it has happened on mine.

This advice is good and the best philosophy/psychology/"the world" has to offer; however, it does not go far enough. It is true that we can not change the direction of the wind, but it is also true that we can't adjust our own sails either without the help of The Lord Himself. 

This issue is so big that I know I can't deal with it. I know my ongoing answer is forever and always in going to The Lord. I thank Him that this is just stuff and that no one was hurt, except for the financial loss and that sense of being violated. And I am really going to need His help to show grace. I can not begin to know why God allowed this, but since He did, He has a plan to work it all out. And I know that He will work on this angry heart of mine, too. 

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Friday, April 21, 2017

Tea Time Not in the Garden ツ

After a bit of a mix-up, this post has returned proving that I can get it together when I have to. 

(Not updating...beyond frustrating!) 


Finally, after all these years, I am joining Bernideen for Tea in the Garden Wednesday. My garden is not in such fine shape today (we are expecting hiss) nor will it be until well into May so I am joining from my dining room table using my Queens Royal bone china Made in England 
yellow tea cup.πŸ’› This tea cup came to me from my grandmother's collection.

~yes, I prefer cream in my tea; I am a tea baby~

I am serving this with the lemon cake I made for Easter. My grandson Jakob and I liked the cake while the rest of the family did not. Still they did eat some because Jake and I did not eat half the cake! Some people do not enjoy lemon desserts; I really must remember this.

(Since I first wrote this post, I have shared the cake with my sisters-in-law who both declared it good. Obviously, they like lemon! )


The recipe for the cake, that the original two-thirds of us did not enjoy, if you dare γƒ„, is to use any cake mix, add an extra egg, change the water to whole milk, change the oil to melted butter, and bake as directed. In my opinion, it makes a delicious, moist cake.


🌼Please join Bernideen and her friends at 
Bernideen's Tea Time Blog.🌼  Thank you for all the beautiful posts, Bernideen. One can always count on you for lovely treasures, sweet treats, and a gentility that blesses.

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