Saturday, 19 August 2017

How to spend a week . . .



I can't believe how quickly this week has passed by.  It seems to have evaporated in a blur! I didn't have a particularly busy week, but some how, some way, it seems to have just whizzed by.  Is it like that for everyone?  Does it seem like time is speeding up?  It sure does from my vantage point!  The weeks no sooner begin than they are finishing.

Of course Saturdays are not the same now as they were when I was working, or raising a family, etc.  When the children were growing up Saturday was a day that we had to spend together after they had spent the week at school, etc.  It was our day off.  Pancakes for breakfast were always on the menu. Room cleaning in the morning and then we always used to take them to a movie on Saturday afternoon.  We normally lived on Military bases and so admission was always cheap to the Saturday matinee and the films were always preceded by cartoons, just like in the olden days.  Good times! 


The most delightful little box was delivered in the post from Postman Pat this week.   It was a birthday gift from my friend Noelle who lives in Halifax.  It's a fairy door.  Complete with doornob and look at that little ladybird! It is so sweet.  It was handmade by a local Halifax artisan, Clayton Dickson.  I am just pondering on where will be the perfect spot to place it.  I want to put it somewhere it will be seen, but also where it will delight! It was such a thoughtful gift!


I've been crocheting these as well as putting my blanket together and finishing off squares for that.  These little poppies are so quick and easy to make.  I just need to buy some pin backings to put onto them. Of course, we will still put money into the Poppy Appeal as it goes to a very good cause!  Its nice to have poppy brooches, etc. that you can wear for Remembrance Day, but we must also support our veterans however we can.


Facetimes with Doug always make me smile.   (I want that stained glass window, lol)  We don't do it near often enough, but when we do I am always so grateful for the opportunity we have to speak with each other face to face.  He is a good, good man, and a great dad and husband, and of course son.  when he was little he had the fuzziest, hairiest arms.  I always called him my little fuzzy bear.  I can remember when he was really young, the cat we had at the time (called Brandy who was a bluepoint Siamese) and I would go in together to wake him up in the morning.  The cat would tread on his back and be purring and I would tell him the cat was singing to him, and he would ask me what was the cat singing and I would sing to him Good Morning Sunshine by Donovan.  Good times!  I love these sweet memories I have of a sweet little boy and now a darling man. 


My friend Valerie posted this on facebook yesterday and it just made me laugh. I wonder who thinks things like this up.  It's quite witty.  I do have a love affair of all things Amish. It was always my dream to go to Amish country.  I'll probably not ever have the chance to do that now, but I do love Amish recipes and collectables.  I have a couple of sweet little Amish Peg Dolls.

One was made for me by my sister and the other a gift once upon a time from a friend. 
My sister always made such beautiful things, and makes beautiful things.  I treasure everything she has ever made for me.  She used to make beautiful Amish dolls, and one year an Amish outfit for her youngest girl for a Halloween Costume.  It was so cute.  My sister has always been the most brilliant seamstress.  There was a time when we lived in Southern Ontario that we did a few craft sales together.  I always enjoyed those times so very much.  No husbands or children to distract us . . .  just us and our crafts and the time we got to spend together.  Good times.  I cherish those lovely memories also. 
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I gave myself the gift of an extra call to my mom midweek this week.  It was so nice.  She remembered my birthday and was so apologetic that she had actually forgotten to wish me a Happy Birthday when we had spoken on Sunday.  I told her it was okay.  I know her memory is not the best these days.  She was having her lunch.  My sister had left her a Tomato Sandwich for her lunch.  My mom loves, LOVES tomato sandwiches, much like myself.  We talked for abour an hour and it was really, really nice.  I think I will surprise her with mid weeks calls more often. Its like a gift to each of us. 
 

I had my Diabetic check-up yesterday and everything was good.  My blood sugar levels were even lower than they were at my previous check-up, so that was great!  I was surprised at that, but I'll take it!  Foot circulation is good, weight stable, kidney function good, etc.   My blood pressure was a bit up from what it should have been, so I have to go back and have it checked again in a couple of weeks.  Not totally suprised about that as I was a bit stressed out this week with the photo thing, but I am trying not to stress about it now.  What will be will be. I still can't log into my account on photobucket. Its been a couple of days.  For the moment most of my photos have become visible again, but for how long.  I want to be able to download my daughter's wedding photos etc. so I can save them someplace else.  But trying not to stress  . . .  being zen.  Or as zen as I can be.


 We have finished watching the whole 7 series of the Gilmore Girls and this week we have been watching their Year in the Life episodes.  Last night we were watching other half of the "Summer" episode, having watched the beginning of it the night before.  Although we have seen all four of these already, we don't mind watching them again.  Near the end of that episode (Spoiler alert!)  there is a song called "Unbreakable" which Lorelai has gone to listen to at Miss Patties as a part of the Stars Hollow Musical that the town is getting ready to put on.  As she sits and listens to it, she visibly tears up and is distraught . . .  and I have to say that the lyrics made me tear up also . . . 

Oh I am not unbreakable . . .
I am breaking right now
Maybe everyone can't have the dream
Maybe everyone can't kiss the frog,
etc. ...
Oh, I am not unbreakable
I am breaking right now
I need to be unbreakable
somehow, it's never
or now
...
It made me think about a huge turning point in my own life about 18 years ago where I found myself at a crossroad . . . "now or never" point in my life.  Having tried to be strong for everyone my whole life, I found myself at a breaking point where I realised that if I didn't do what I needed to do for me right then . . .  I never would and I would break.   Funny how something like a song like that can have such an impact on you and touch you in a special way. 
 
Thankfully Lorelai figured it out, 
and I did too.

And with that I will leave you with a thought for the day  . . .

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 *.˛.° The grand essentials of happiness are:
Something to do, something to love,
something to give and something to hope for.
~Allan Chalmers  •。★★ 。* 。 

So grateful I have all of these  . . . 



In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Langley Wakes Cakes.  So tasty!  A traditional Derbyshire recipe.

Have a great Saturday.  Hope the sun shines for you.  Don't forget!

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And I do too! 

 




Friday, 18 August 2017

My Friday Finds

 

A few of the things I find each week that inspire me to want to create, do, read, think, be . . . better, wiser, etc. Maybe they will do the same for you!


A complete tutorial on how to make a Pom Pom Wreath for any occasion.  Found on  The Spruce.  Christmas is coming.  This would be great done in reds, greens and white . . .  oh and sparkles!

  

How to cover a bag with colourful fabric yoyo's so easy to make.  Its in Spanish, but there are links to a yoyo necklace also.   Cute!  Find this here. 

  

I discovered these yesterday at  one of the cheap local home shops.  They sell everything in there from soup to nuts.  


Puff pastry filled with a strawberry lemon flavour filling.  Crazy tasty.  Naughty.  Yum!

  

Little Golden Book Birdhouses . . . from Books and Whatnot.  Seems a bit of a sacriledge to do this with a book, but sooooo cute! 


From Crochet Treasures.  10 free crochet Christmas stocking patterns.


Jelly Wares.  Crochet Christmas Star tutorial.  Pictorial.  


Crochet Christmas Light Garland tutorial.  A great way to use up some of those yarn scraps!  I can't find a source for this, can anyone help???

    

I did find this berries and blooms garland, a free pattern from Craftsy. Its felting.


How to make a reversable Swifter sock.  From  Crafty by Nature


Crochet covered sponges.  What a novel idea.  From Ravelry and Sylver Designs.  A free pattern. 


Roasting times for vegetables.  A handy lists from She Knows.  


How to Cook a variety of grains.  Very handy to know.

  

DIY Origami Shirts.  The uses for these are somewhat endless. She knows.   I can remember some Missionaries who made little Missionary shirt cards as thankyou cards for us having them for dinner a few years back. It was such a cute idea!


Back to School Survival Kit, from Pizzazzerie. What a great idea for those teens going back to school to keep in their locker!

 

 DIY Simple Made Pretty Homework Caddy Stations. Clever idea.  

And those are my finds for this week!

My heart and prayers go out to Spain in the light of the Terror Attacks yesterday and last night.  When will it stop.  So sad.  What is wrong with these people.  God is love and this is not love.  Crazy.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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˚ ˛ •˛• ˚ | 田田 |門 ★

 *.˛.° ˛No work or love will flourish out of guilt,
fear, or hollowness of heart, just as no valid plans
for the future can be made my those who
have no capacity for living now.
~Alan Watts   •。★★ 。* 。 


 

In The English Kitchen today . . . Waffled Grilled Cheese.  Scrumptious!

Have a fab Friday.  Don't forget, despite what the world says . . .  

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And I do too! 






 

Thursday, 17 August 2017

My favourite things . . .

 

These are a few of my favourite things, maybe some of them are yours too! 


I love LOVE Tacos, especially these Spicy Potato Tacos that I made a while back. They're delicious.  What I don't like is the fact that Photo Bucket is holding all my photos hostage.  I am so miffed with them.  In order for my pictures to show on my blog I will have to pay £39 a month.  That's almost as much as we pay for car insurance.  Oh, I can download them onto my computer from Photobucket and then upload them back into the individual posts from there  . . .  but can you imagine how much time that is going to take me?  I have been food blogging daily (pretty much) for about 9 years, and it is only in about the last year and a half that I have been uploading my photos directly onto the blog, mostly because Photobucket was being a big pain and I couldn't access it half the time.  Obviously they were getting ready for this big freeze.  If you think I sound annoyed, then you are right.  I am ANNOYED! No warning whatsoever.  Just slammed the door.  Shame on Photobucket. As it is I pay £8.99 a month to store my photos there.  Go ahead, take a look at the link up there and you will see what people are seeing when they click on my blog posts from the past.  Colour me annoyed.


I adore Holly hocks.  I think they are beautiful and the most cottagy of cottage flowers.  When I lived in Suffield, Alberta, our house had a whole wall of hollyhocks on one side of it and the back of the house was loaded with peonies, which is another flower I love.  I don't have either of those here.  I wish I did.  We did buy a beautiful hollyhock one year and planted it, but it never came back.  No, not ever.  Sigh  . . . 

  

I love colour.  I am so glad I live in a world where there are colours, some we don't even have names for.  Colours are beautiful and you cannot describe them.  How do you explain to a blind man what red is or purple, blue, green, etc.  You can describe how they make you feel, but you cannot describe what they look like, nor is it anything they can "see" by touch . . . 


I love door knockers.  I especially love unsual ones like this one.  I have always loved door knockers.  We have one on our front door, but it is just a simple plain ordinary one, but then again, this isn't the type of house that something like this would suit. 


Glass door knobs.  I quite simply adore them.  I think they are so charming and beautiful. If I owned my own house I would have glass door knobs.  The Manor had glass door knobs, even the laundry room had a glass door knob . . . 

  

Pink Depression Glass.  It is so beautiful.   I love it.   I will never have any of it, and that's okay.  I can just enjoy it from afar. 


Drinking glasses with flowers painted on them.  These are Greengate.  I think they are just beautiful.  My mom has drinking glasses with deers on them, and some with aces/spaces/etc. They are all glasses she collected through the years from buying mustard or peanut butter.  I wish companies still did that . . . the only glass jars I collect now are Bon Maman.  I know I am not alone in that.


Salt and pepper shakers.  I love them.  I was collecting them, but I have started to get rid of my collection.  I have so little storage space and when I die where will they go . . .  I have no way of getting the things I have to the ones I love.  I will have to start mailing stuff to them now, while I am still alive.  On another note however, someone has made cute mini Bon Maman jars into salt and pepper shakers. I so want to do that and I have the jars.  Watch this space.

 
 Cream Teas  . . . with mugs of steaming tea (herbal for me) and fruit scones, with plenty of clotted cream and strawberry preserves.  Nothing could be finer  . . . 


Mmmm . . .  clotted cream, with that layer of buttery crust on top and that thick rich cream beneath.  It is impossible to replicate, no matter how hard people try.  You can get something similar . . .  but it is just not the same.  There is nothing like real, true, clotted cream from Devon and Cornwall . . . 

  

Its a bit sappy, but I just love Road to Avonlea.  It is just a sweet sweet show.  The costumes, the sets, the characters.  So much to love  . . . 

 

Susan Branch.  She has been bringing joy into my life since the early 1980's.   Her art, her books, her products, her blog, her Willard newsletters.  Everything.  She speaks to my heart, always.  Its like she knows all my loves and puts them into words/images/etc. Huge, huge fan.   She is a kindred spirit.


HRH Queen Elizabeth.  Long been a fan and a royalist.  I know lots of people don't have time for the Royal family, but I am not one of those.  I love and respect them.  I think they work really, really hard, and their lives are like fish bowls with everyone watching everything they do, ready to jump on every little thing.  I would not want to have to live like that.  I think the Queen is one very classy lady.  She has never had a hint of scandal attached to her.  I think she has been a very good Queen and has set a wonderful Royal example to us all.  The Royal family and the history of Royalty brings oodles of dosh into the UK every year in Tourism revenue.  Lets face it, people don't come here for the weather, cos the weather here is unreliable at best!  Buckingham palace, Kensington Palace, the Mall, Horseguards Parade, Changing of the Guard, The Tower of London, London Bridge, etc.  That's what people come to see, more than anything else.  The history of this country is amazing and it is just a beautiful country, probably more than anything else, because of the rain.  It makes us very lush and green.


Scented Candles and yes, Yankee Candles are my favourite ones.  I especially love anything spicy . . .  anything that smells like I have just been baking  . . . it smells like home sweet home to me. The Apple Crumble one is particularly nice.


Notebooks and journals.  I have always loved them.  I loved my new scribblers when I went to school and I loved filling them.  I still do. I need to correlate mine.  They are filled with all sorts.  Church conference notes, spiritual thoughts, poetry, quotes, etc.  There is nothing that pleases me more than a fresh notebook, unless it is a new pen.  I love those too.

And those are my favourite things for this week!

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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 *.˛.° Be glad of life because 
it gives you the chance to work,
and to love, and to play, 
and to look up at the stars.
~Henry Van Dyke   •。★★ 。* 。



 In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Creamy Garlic Sauced Chicken.

Have a wonderful Thursday.  Don't forget during the fabric of your day  . . . 

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and I do too!