Tuesday, January 29, 2013

EAGLES

 Soldier Memorial Finished
Just need to get it framed and 
then ship it to the recipient.


Bald Eagle Watching
Starved Rock Lock & Dam
Saturday, January 26
These were the only two we saw.
They sat in this tree for the longest time!


Doesn't it look like that tree is budding out already?


MY MESSY ROOM

I mentioned in an earlier post that I didn't dare show you my messy craft room.  However, on second thought, I've decided to show it.  I guess I'm hoping by being public about my messy room, I'll be more inclined to get it organized.  Maybe not.  We'll just have to wait and see.


No stepping room at all!

The other side of my messy room.  Dottie won't even try to come into this room.

An almost organized corner.

My craft/sewing room is long and narrow and has short side walls.  This room is the attic that was converted to living space when Hubby purchased the house before we were married.  Over the years it has been a bedroom, the playroom for the girls, storage and now it's a combination of storage and my craft/sewing room. 

My biggest obstacle (well, besides the actual items creating an obstacle course in this room) is that I'm not only organizing my stitchy stuff, but also all the other "stuff" stored in this room.  The other issue is that the sides of this room are only 4 feet high, which really limits how things can be arranged.

Stay tuned for future organizing updates!



Wednesday, January 23, 2013

FROST ON MY WINDOW...


makes me think of my Grandma, though I'm not sure why.  Grandma has been on my mind alot lately.  We shared a special bond.  I was her first grandchild and I happened to be born on her birthday.  She was always the one who supported me in both good and bad times.  Grandma was able to get me to do things I never would have done for anyone else.

She's been gone almost 19 years, but I can still see her working in her garden, hanging clothes on the line or setting the table for the next day's breakfast.  I can still hear her clever remarks, witty insight and gentle scolding when I'd get cookie crumbs on the "davenport".  We always called it a sofa or couch but she insisted it was a "davenport", lol. 

Grandma used her calendar as her daily diary.  How I wish those calendars were still around.  Her simple calendar was the free one from the pharmacy and in each daily box, she'd write things like that day's weather, appointments, who called or came to visit, how many quarts of beans she canned, places she went (including the grocery store) and anything else she wanted to remember.

I don't make new years resolutions, but for 2013, I've decided to write on my calendar what I am thankful for that day.  It's so easy to get caught up in the demands of the daily routine, work, and all that needs to be accomplished.  Maybe by pausing for a moment each day to reflect on what I'm thankful for, I'll keep the positive and truly important things more in focus.



Have a great day!