Tolentreasures

It is taking me some time to warm up to this van.    I have finally named her Wilma.  Trips to the gas station like this are not endearing though.  I think it was the gas crunches of 1978 and a large Pontiac  since I have spent that much at a gas station!  More on her later.    And this... Last week for all this 10 and 12 year old fun and games.  And yes, he is bowling with spools of embroidery thread... Next week we trade it for four year old fun and games.   Can't wait to have him back! 

You know how sometimes you just don't know what to write about. I just go blank sometimes or nothing interesting is happening.   I have been madly working on items for the Fall Open House.     Click above  or go here https://www.facebook.com/FallOpenHouse   Painting away, staying out of trouble, mostly.   The  boys are drawing these everywhere! Of all the crafts and drawings that I have shown them... Papa shows them these in church and now twisted lines are EVERYWHERE!    And the regular stuff, work, getting Kendall to pre-school, the day to day madness and then... Yesterday morning happens.   Shawnee calls, Mom has fallen and she says that she can't get in touch with me.   Not sure how that happens, but we won't go there today.   I call Mom, I talk to her, she is going to the ER.   Now, here is the question. Do I go to Ohio...

Well, to start it was going to be just a post about knitting,  however, as usual, other things are going on. So, while I am knitting away, scarves for the Open House,   Stop over and like us on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/FallOpenHouse   now on to the rest of the story.   First of all, my paternal grandmother lived next door to my aunt. My aunt started with two boys, Paul and Dan. (later she went on to have 6 more children) but those two boys were just a little older than me. I was next in line in the grandchildren and then my cousin, Patty.   So many times, I have watched Tyler and Logan and drawn similarities to my cousins, Paul and Dan.    Paul was all busy and wild, getting into everything. Dan was a little more quiet and sensitive, following Paul in a lot of antics, but always the one to be concerned if someone got hurt... and usually someone did.... or something broke...

Words that manage to strike fear in JWS. I think he is learning to deal with it. I think he is learning to embrace it. Really?  I think he is learning to LIKE it! But, I am sure he is not going to admit it. A lot of discussions/arguments start around here with those four words. Often they are followed by six more. 1.Hear 2. Me 3. Out 4. Before 5. You 6. Yell So with that said. The afghan above is the hint to the new "idea." You are going to have to wait to have that one revealed. The second hint? It is bigger than a breadbox. OK, one more... It is bigger than a Volkswagen. Got you thinking now, don't I? These are two of my weekend visitors. If you remember last week it was four girls. This weekend three boys. See Logan's position? Papa has that same look when I have an idea. And then there was this one... I wanted these upper cabinets gone. Unfortunately, I don't have a before pic that I can find. Two cupboards were here. They blocked the room. People tended ...

Check this out! This is my sewing room. Just so you don't think everything is normal in my world. My mom has me into a project. It's a big one. 800 plus of these little circles. Need ironed and cut out. Yes, you read that right. 800! Eight Hundred. Her quilting guild has me teaching a class on these. I am ironing away. I will see her this weekend. Guess what she is going to be doing? CUTTING! Get those scissors sharpened, Mom! And another mess. But, progress on the blanket. For this little girl. And now, I guess I can talk about it. Ever since this little girl was born. She has spent one day a week with me at the shop during the school year. She worked child labor laws aside. She sometimes looked like a little orphan. She played with Logan. She sat on the dirty floor. She packed boxes.... She played with Gracelyn. Sometimes she wasn't happy, but most of the time she was. She played in boxes. Then she would ask for her silky and milk. And she would sleep the...

This has been an ongoing project.  The bench needed painted. I had this idea to paint this old cooler for on it. There is a similar one on my front porch. It still needs a tag on it.  Maybe tomorrow. It's been a long week. This is always one of our busiest weeks of the year. Local festival. Last minute shirts. A few additional last minute jobs. Resulting in lots of overtime. Self employment overtime. Not the kind that you get paid time and a half for. The kind that people say "Thanks for getting our stuff done so fast" "The check will be in the mail [sometime]" Anyway, Added to that have been a few traumas. As usual. One is a little indelicate. I'll wait until last for that one. It may be a little offensive. But I have to share. We'll start with kid traumas. If someone is going to get hurt, injured or sick, it is going to be Logan. That child has had more emergency trips in his short life than I can count. Gasping for air, croupy emergency trips. I h...