Sunday, December 10, 2017

Merry Christmas to ALL

My brother created these with glass. I hang them in my kitchen windows during the Christmas season. They are really beautiful!
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I gave one to a granddaughter and one hanger came unattached and it broke, so now I only have five. I'll ask him if he has any more. I hope so!

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Hats, Scarf and Covers On

Finally, I have repaired and made a new Pom Pom for James' hat. I changed my mind about not having one on the first hat I made. Our golf car has a new cover and I'll see it again in the spring. The porch swing is covered. We are winter ready. I'm feeling a need to bake now.  First I'll find the ceramic tree to put in my window. I store it safely each year in the back of a closet under pillows. A friend made it for me in 1972, therefore it is 45!

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Winter Wails

Do you hear him? Listen! "BRRRRRRR" James wants to have his winter attire put on!  I was planning to make him a new hat but didn't so he'll have to wear one of the three he has worn before. (The red one didn't even last one season as it turned pink in the sun.) You see, I have to go to a thrift shop and pick out a very extra large used men's winter sweater that won't cost me an arm and a leg. When I return home, I cut off the entire top part just beneath the arms and draw up the cut off bottom section to make his hat. Then there is a large pom pom to be created for the top. I just "might" make a new pom pom to replace the tattered red one that has lasted so well. 
"In a couple of days, James! I'll be there!"
I must confess that I have made two hats for others and not one will fit James.
I just finished this one:
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This one above has an imaginary pom that I haven't yet created for real. The hat was my first try at knitting for many years. 
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Friday, December 1, 2017

Under Twelve

Back then…Memories When I Was Under 12.

I once had a beautiful doll with blonde curly hair and a yellow organza tiered dress embellished with yellow satin ribbons. I had her for many years. She was a Christmas gift from my mother’s best friend. I never played with any other dolls besides her and my Kewpie.

My metal roller skates had a key that I kept on a shoelace tied around my neck and the sidewalk was a good place for me and my friends to skate. We had to wear tough old shoes to clamp the skates to and the strap around the ankle was leather.

Stilts were made by my dad and to get on them and walk, I had to be on the third stair of the front porch to take off down the sidewalk.

There was a war going on in the 40’s and were encouraged to save dimes in the school program of saving. On Mondays the teacher would pass out our savings books that had about 187 spaces each one just the right size to fit a stamp. IF you had a dime that day you would buy a stamp, put it in the book and the teacher would then collect the books and save them until the next Monday. When (IF) the book was full, you could add a nickel and get a war savings bond. 

There were many air raids and drills in those years and when one happened during school time, we marched single file to the school  basement, sat on the floor with our heads resting on our knees and our arms around our heads and not ever daring to make a sound. The cellar heating pipes were completely covered in white asbestos. The floor was hard and cold but we were not to complain because we were “safe.”

Our home cellar furnace boiler was covered in asbestos and I remember drawing my name with my fingernail into it. My brother did the same.

My brother and I were allowed to melt lead from a kit and then pour it into molds to make toy lead soldiers. There were pungent fumes that rose from the hot melting pots that burned our noses. This was all done on the home cellar concrete floor. We had many soldiers. 

We used to get excited when a mercury thermometer would break by “accident” because we could play with the mercury, letting it roll around in the palm of our hands and we even coated pennies with it. In fact today, I still have a few mercury amalgam tooth fillings and I'm not worried about them one bit!

When the steam radiator in our bedroom caused frost to form on the inside windows it created the most beautiful ferns and sparkling shapes. We would fingernail scratch our own designs right over the existing ones.

An old thickly padded rocking chair in the living room was my horse. My brother and I would each get on an arm and rock away. The card table with a sheet over it was our hut. 

In the late 40’s I had a can of some plastic goop and wire. The idea was to shape a petal or leaf, dip it into the goop and then let it dry by poking the “stem” into a piece of floral foam. The next step was to paint each piece with a special paint. When there were enough petals and leaves then it all could be twisted together and the stalk wrapped with green tape. The picture below reminded me of the hours I spent making flowers. The activity was apparently rejuvenated in the 60’s or 70’s and my daughters made them too.

These were my formative years and sometimes I think the things I did made me a bit different from others, because I engaged in both good and dangerous activities for a young child. I wouldn’t have it any other way if I were given a choice today.
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Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Remembering .....

Visited my mother's bathroom today (in my mindfull of memories) and looked into the medicine cabinet and the little closet cupboard.
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Would you guess how many of these exact items I have in mine? Well I can tell you THREE! Resinol, Band-aids, and the blue eye cup.  (But I have other similar stuff too!) Honestly, I remember all of the above that I put in my collage. Fun to look back!

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Frugal Baking

Have you ever cut a 21/2 pound acorn squash in half, cleaned it out, baked it on a cookie sheet in the oven, and when it was done, scooped it out, mashed it with butter, salt and pepper, cinnamon and brown sugar? If you have, you would understand exactly why I just could not throw away the remaining squash from Thanksgiving dinner. I was happy to see that there were two cups left over as that is what a pumpkin pie calls for. I didn't use white sugar because I had already put brown sugar in the squash dish. I much prefer to make a pumpkin pie with sweetened condensed milk instead of evaporated milk but couldn't this time. It would have been way too sweet. I had also used cinnamon so I only had to add clove and ginger spices.  Sooooooooo, now we have a squash pie! YUM! 
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Yes, it was very tasty!! VERY.


Monday, November 27, 2017

Eureka!

I did it! Now I have cramps in my shoulder and hands. OK. It fits great, it feels wonderful, it is very stretchy and I won't embellish it at all. 
Maybe the Mister will wear it when the snow chores demand being outdoors and keeping warm. It will come over ears and forehead easily.
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Next project: paper tree folding. I have a few prototypes started.