Tolentreasures

Or Can You? Does anyone remember this movie? My girls loved it!  They can quote many parts word for word. Michael Keaton, I think that the character's name was Doug, finds that he has too many places to be and has himself cloned. Funny movie and interesting concept. The only problem is that each clone gets a little quirkier and dumber. So, where am I going with all this? Here are my options for this weekend. #1 My daughter's SIL's wedding. Gracelyn and Garren are flower girl and ringbearer. #2 It is clean-up weekend at Conneaut Lake Park. My Dad is going without me. http://tolentreasures.blogspot.com/2012/04/conneaut-lake-park.html #3 It is ladies camp/crafting weekend and the quilt show at Chautauqua My mom is going without me. http://tolentreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/chautauqua-quilt-show.html #4 Tyler has a game, and I have a magazine deadline. Stay at home weekend.

I can't claim this as my own, I am pretty sure it came from Marie at Marie's Country Woodcrafts http://mariescountrywoodcrafts.blogspot.com/ Go check her out, she is a wonderful painter and has the greatest patterns to sell! Pricing and marking things drives me crazy. I would much rather be creating. But, here is a little tip. Print your tags on the computer, regular card stock works great. Leave a blank area on the bottom.  Cut them in strips, Take the thread out of your sewing machine... and sew along the top edge of the blank area. It makes a nice perforated edge on your tag for your price. If the person is buying your item for a gift, they can simply tear off the bottom and leave all of your information on the tag. It not only allows the receiver of the gift to know that it was handmade, but it leaves all of your information for future sales! I know these pics are backwards, not enough coffee consumpt

This leaf was on the mini golf course Saturday, thought it looked cool with the water spots. Friday morning started with dropping Gracelyn at school, and returning Garren to his mother, then off to town to pick up my new free Iphone. Really who cares if it is a four and the five is out? Not me, when it is free. When I got back to work, John had bought 10 cases of tomatoes at the auction! That's right, folks, TEN! Not bad if you don't have a seven year old and five year old arriving at 5 for the weekend. Nevertheless, here they are on Friday night.. FULL! Seventy two quarts of sauce. I can't take any credit. JWS did this on his own. This is a photo of the boys VERY EARLY Saturday AM. That was before my coffee, Saturday morning. Saturday moved on to a rainy soccer game. Then off to Farmer's Inn, to hit a bucket of balls do a little miniature golfing, c

Before you think I have some major revelation into nagging, I am just telling you one incident. I have had lots, but this one could have had some scary consequences. My MIL has been wanting new carpet for her bathroom. She has been "wanting" it for awhile. Hers was "powdery." Eww. Having lived in a house where the carpet was burned in the living room from where the previous owner had started his Harley, (another story, another time ) I wasn't totally sympathetic to "powdery." Plus, it's a tiny little bathroom and I could not imagine what they would charge to come out here in the sticks to do a tiny, little, powdery bathroom. So, JWS and I tried to talk her into tile. We lay tile, we have all the tools, and furthermore.... "Powdery" can be easily cleaned off of tiles. You would have thought that we suggested making the floor a bed of nails or hot coals

Still cramming for the open house.... Every year, I think I will start earlier. Yeah, right! Found this cute idea on Pinterest. The discs are painted with chalkboard paint. Perfect pricing for all the little stuff!

So, I really try hard to be more tolerant of people and human nature as I get older. Some days just push my resolve a little more. Yesterday was one of them. My Dad was having gall bladder surgery in Ohio. JWS offered to go with me. JWS' morning routine is that I bring him coffee in bed at 6:30. Ninety percent of his mornings start that way. He watches the news and wakes up. I shut the bedroom door and try to be quiet while I have already usually been up for two hours, walked three miles, painted something or cleaned out a cupboard, updated my blog, Well anyway, I am a morning person, he is not. So this is how yesterday went. Up at 3:30, both of us. Out the door at 4:40 AM. Twelve miles away, drop stuff at Shawnee's, pick up stuff at Shawnee's to take to my Mom. (Wedding stuff...believe me, another whole post for another time.) It was all left in her car, so no one was awakened. I notice JWS sh