As a child growing up in the South..
in the time before malls,
and tattoos.
.weeird hair,
outrageous attire..
all became the norm rather than an exception..
Easter meant a new White dress,a bonnet and gloves and white patent shoes for Church..
these outfits were also worn when we went DOWNTOWN to shop on Saturdays..
no shorts allowed!.
summer attire meant white sandals and white, lightweight play clothes ..
sneakers were for when we went camping and fishing..
August,was a very busy month.
In addition to her summer picking,
preparing,
canning and freezing of summer fruits and vegetables,
Mom spent a lot of time sewing our school clothes..
in preparation for school starting the Monday following Labor Day.
with four kids and a cousin in the mix,she had a job cut out for her..
one thing for sure, she could look at a pattern and improvise..
no two creations were ever the same..
all were beautifully finished..
all from heavier, more sturdy fabric which would hold up well for four growing kids..
which were sewn on her Singer treadle sewing machine..
as we became older, this same machine is where we learned to sew..
the summer whites were washed a final time and put away on Labor Day..
Am not sure where the tradition started..
perhaps back at the turn of the century...r
but I for one always enjoyed the coolness of the lighter weight fabrics..
remember,we kids played outdoors all day long..
in the heat and humidity of the South..
creeks and mudholes beckoned us one and all..
we also were allowed to play with the water hose..
often with Mom spraying us down ...
just to find us under the layers of sweat, dirt and mud.
occasionally though, as a special treat on Saturday afternoon..
Dad would load us up and off we'd go for something cool..
really cool!
no TV allowed during the day! usually a family affair after dinner....
these were the days long before air conditioning became a household staple..
most of our better dresses were of Eyelet, Pique,Searsucker,or Dotted Swiss..
everyday sundresses were of lightweight cotton..
winter brought heavier cottons as well as serge..
the boys wore cut off jeans that somehow had shrunk in length..
we rip and roared, all summer long..
laughing by day..
sleeping soundly by nite..
relatives came ,
went ..
and often camped in our back yard...
.
with the Labor Day Picnic finished..
we knew come that Monday morning..
It was time for school..
back to the books..
business as usual..
so long to another summer..
hope yours has been awesome!
White Wednesday
Outdoor Wednesday
Watery Wednesday..
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Monday Colors and Goodwill Finds..
WOW...
what a busy week..
worried about earthquakes and hurricanes..
worried about my son on the east coast of Florida..
You know how those surfers are..
especially when waves are surfable..
Have heard from family and friends in all the affected areas..
all are fine..none have any major damages..
Thank God!!!
Spent Wednesday with Brooklyn..
as she made her debut at the BIG REAL school..
the one her brother and sister attend..
was really a special day for her Mommy..
this is the last of her babies making the leap from babyhood..
into the BIG kid world..
photos later..
Did Goodwill this past Saturday..
50% off the entire store..
picked up several items..
or rather they picked me up..
hopped right into my cart..
My hubby was Flight Surgeon for the Blues..
When I spied this, I grabbed it..!!!!
It was a perfect fit!!
(Hubby loves all my neat "Finds" for him from GW!)
When I saw this being brought out to the floor,
I signaled I wanted it..it was marked $20.00..
but this beautiful LEATHER chair..
in perfect, like new condition..
no dings or tears..
oh so very COMFY..
was mine for $10.00!!!
then these four dessert plates with the French flair..
jumped into my buggy..
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
all four for $1.00!!!!!
speaking of Buggy..
this was parked in front of my house when I returned!
reminded me of a sweet friend who often drove her Dad's VINTAGE VW to work..
often encountering problems which delayed her arrival time..
had a note in the mailbox from friend Margo in Florida....
enclosed were stickers from 30A...
the scenic hiway along the Gulf where we often photo shoot..
but back to my finds...
I think I told you earlier....
I'm gonna be a Grandmom around Christmas..
His name is Braxton..
Brax for short..
Both of his parents attended Colorado University..
His dad played football there..
home of the CU Buffs..
Now aren't these just adorable and perfect for a little boy?
as well as these??
Also purchased a white wicker dresser..
for $20.00!!!!
it is still in my car..
Can't get it out until next weekend..
when current furniture is SOLD!
ahhhh! the joys of thrifting Goodwill!!!
am joining these wonderful parties..
won't you come along for the fun??
P.S.
(Please excuse the Long spaces
Blogger has gone wacky on me again..)
Blue Monday
Mellow Yellow Monday
Mosaic Monday
Nifty Thrifty Tuesday
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Wednesday
Short and sweet today..
a lot going on..
but wanted to share something near and dear to my heart..
home..
reservations are made..
just waiting to pack....
a lot going on..
but wanted to share something near and dear to my heart..
home..
reservations are made..
just waiting to pack....
Sit back, relax, dream..
above all....enjoy your day!
Monday, August 15, 2011
Hi...guess what?
after a perfectly rotten week..
Tuesday Dr. appt..Thyroid all outta whack..
no wonder I'm falling asleep every time I sit still..
changed meds.. with follow up blood work in 4 weeks..
Wednesday Dr appt with Rheumatologist..
( I have both Rheumatoid and Osteo )
we discussed the possibility of new medications..
decided the side effects far outweigh the benefits at this time..
I was given an Intermediate pain medication..
to be taken for the times when Aleve does not do the trick..
(have had several events arise to where I had pain and difficulty in walking..
in addition to the constant pain in the upper joint of my thumbs..)
took one pill as directed on Thursday morning while the plumber was here repairing both toilets..
sat at my computer trying to play Bejeweled..
could NOT focus..
hand eye coordination was non existent..
how I managed to write a $560.00 check still amazes me..
as soon as he departed..the furbabies and I totally crashed..
I could not speak coherently when Hubs called..
(thank God he is a physician and understood my garbled speech!!)
was still asleep when he came in from work..
he made himself dinner..
(I was still asleep)
woke the next morning, got him off to work..
still could not talk coherently!
I SLEPT MOST OF THAT DAY AWAY...
and still was not fully alert when Hubs returned home from work Friday evening!!!
I will not EVER take that medication again!
(am calling the Dr in the morning to tell her what happened!)
My weekend has been pretty well except for problems our kids had..
but The Bank of Dad helped somewhat..
enough of that..
now my GOOD news....
I am the lucky winner....YAY
from Beachcomber..
Cheryl has the neatest beachy blog..
you really MUST go check it out..
she has framed some of the most unique images of sea creatures..
(if she were ever to offer them for sale....
or as a give away.. I WOULD love to have them..hint hint!!)
thanks so much Cheryl for the book..
can't wait to see it and start sharing pics!!
~*~*~
Just thinking about Beachcombing..
puts me in a beachy mood...
Tuesday Dr. appt..Thyroid all outta whack..
no wonder I'm falling asleep every time I sit still..
changed meds.. with follow up blood work in 4 weeks..
Wednesday Dr appt with Rheumatologist..
( I have both Rheumatoid and Osteo )
we discussed the possibility of new medications..
decided the side effects far outweigh the benefits at this time..
I was given an Intermediate pain medication..
to be taken for the times when Aleve does not do the trick..
(have had several events arise to where I had pain and difficulty in walking..
in addition to the constant pain in the upper joint of my thumbs..)
took one pill as directed on Thursday morning while the plumber was here repairing both toilets..
sat at my computer trying to play Bejeweled..
could NOT focus..
hand eye coordination was non existent..
how I managed to write a $560.00 check still amazes me..
as soon as he departed..the furbabies and I totally crashed..
I could not speak coherently when Hubs called..
(thank God he is a physician and understood my garbled speech!!)
was still asleep when he came in from work..
he made himself dinner..
(I was still asleep)
woke the next morning, got him off to work..
still could not talk coherently!
I SLEPT MOST OF THAT DAY AWAY...
and still was not fully alert when Hubs returned home from work Friday evening!!!
I will not EVER take that medication again!
(am calling the Dr in the morning to tell her what happened!)
My weekend has been pretty well except for problems our kids had..
but The Bank of Dad helped somewhat..
enough of that..
now my GOOD news....
I am the lucky winner....YAY
from Beachcomber..
Cheryl has the neatest beachy blog..
you really MUST go check it out..
she has framed some of the most unique images of sea creatures..
(if she were ever to offer them for sale....
or as a give away.. I WOULD love to have them..hint hint!!)
thanks so much Cheryl for the book..
can't wait to see it and start sharing pics!!
~*~*~
Just thinking about Beachcombing..
puts me in a beachy mood...
Not much longer before school starts..
and summer will be gone,,,
enjoy while you can...
I know I will!!!
Please join these Monday parties for more fun!!
Monday, August 8, 2011
Monday Blue and Yellow
Decisions!!! Decisions!!
Trust me. You women, and especially you mature women will enjoy this! Men: Have a good laugh!!! Getting old is NOT good, especially for women!!!!!
BUYING A MATURE WOMAN'S BATHING SUIT
The Bathing Suit (by a middle-age woman unknown)
When I was a child in the 1950s, the bathing suit for the mature figure was-boned, trussed and reinforced, not so much sewn as engineered. They were built to hold back and uplift, and they did a good job.
Today's stretch fabrics are designed for the prepubescent girl with a figure carved from a potato chip.
The mature woman has a choice, she can either go up front to the maternity department and try on a floral suit with a skirt, coming away looking like a hippopotamus that escaped from Disney's Fantasia, or she can wander around every run-of-the-mill department store trying to make a sensible choice from what amounts to a designer range of fluorescent rubber bands.
What choice did I have?
I wandered around, made my sensible choice and entered the chamber of horrors known as the fitting room.
The first thing I noticed was the extraordinary tensile strength of the stretch material. The Lycra used in bathing costumes was developed, I believe, by NASA to launch small rockets from a slingshot, which gives the added bonus that if you manage to actually lever yourself into one, you would be protected from shark attacks. Any shark taking a swipe at your passing midriff would immediately suffer whiplash.
I fought my way into the bathing suit, but as I twanged the shoulder strap in place I gasped in horror, my boobs had disappeared!
Eventually, I found one boob cowering under my left armpit. It took a while to find the other. At last I located it flattened beside my seventh rib.
The problem is that modern bathing suits have no bra cups. The mature woman is meant to wear her boobs spread across her chest like a speed bump. I realigned my speed bump and lurched toward the mirror to take a full view assessment.
The bathing suit fitted all right, but unfortunately it only fitted those bits of me willing to stay inside it. The rest of me oozed out rebelliously from top, bottom and sides. I looked like a lump of Playdoh wearing undersized cling wrap.
As I tried to work out where all those extra bits had come from, the prepubescent sales girl popped her head through the curtain, "Oh, there you are," she said, admiring the bathing suit.
I replied that I wasn't so sure and asked what else she had to show me. I tried on a cream crinkled one that made me look like a lump of masking tape, and a floral two-piece that gave the appearance of an oversized napkin in a serving ring.
I struggled into a pair of leopard-skin bathers with ragged frills and came out looking like Tarzan's Jane, pregnant with triplets and having a rough day.
I tried on a black number with a midriff and looked like a jellyfish in mourning.
I tried on a bright pink pair with such a high cut leg I thought I would have to wax my eyebrows to wear them.
Finally, I found a suit that fitted; it was a two-piece affair with a shorts-style bottom and a loose blouse-type top. It was cheap, comfortable, and bulge-friendly, so I bought it. My ridiculous search had a successful outcome, I figured.
When I got it home, I found a label that read, "Material might become transparent in water."
So, if you happen to be on the beach or near any other body of water this year and I'm there too, I'll be the one in cut-off jeans and a T-shirt!
You'd better be laughing or rolling on the floor by this time. Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain, with or without a bathing suit!
Words have the power to both destroy and heal.
When words are both true and kind, they can change our world
Selecting Slimming Swimsuits for Older Women
Slimming swimsuits for older women are swimsuits which make them look slimmer and younger. These swimsuits do not help the women to lose weight but they do help the dreary jackets of winter and try some designer swimsuits. They will magically change your looks and you will look gorgeous.
Trust me. You women, and especially you mature women will enjoy this! Men: Have a good laugh!!! Getting old is NOT good, especially for women!!!!!
BUYING A MATURE WOMAN'S BATHING SUIT
The Bathing Suit (by a middle-age woman unknown)
When I was a child in the 1950s, the bathing suit for the mature figure was-boned, trussed and reinforced, not so much sewn as engineered. They were built to hold back and uplift, and they did a good job.
Today's stretch fabrics are designed for the prepubescent girl with a figure carved from a potato chip.
The mature woman has a choice, she can either go up front to the maternity department and try on a floral suit with a skirt, coming away looking like a hippopotamus that escaped from Disney's Fantasia, or she can wander around every run-of-the-mill department store trying to make a sensible choice from what amounts to a designer range of fluorescent rubber bands.
What choice did I have?
I wandered around, made my sensible choice and entered the chamber of horrors known as the fitting room.
The first thing I noticed was the extraordinary tensile strength of the stretch material. The Lycra used in bathing costumes was developed, I believe, by NASA to launch small rockets from a slingshot, which gives the added bonus that if you manage to actually lever yourself into one, you would be protected from shark attacks. Any shark taking a swipe at your passing midriff would immediately suffer whiplash.
I fought my way into the bathing suit, but as I twanged the shoulder strap in place I gasped in horror, my boobs had disappeared!
Eventually, I found one boob cowering under my left armpit. It took a while to find the other. At last I located it flattened beside my seventh rib.
The problem is that modern bathing suits have no bra cups. The mature woman is meant to wear her boobs spread across her chest like a speed bump. I realigned my speed bump and lurched toward the mirror to take a full view assessment.
The bathing suit fitted all right, but unfortunately it only fitted those bits of me willing to stay inside it. The rest of me oozed out rebelliously from top, bottom and sides. I looked like a lump of Playdoh wearing undersized cling wrap.
As I tried to work out where all those extra bits had come from, the prepubescent sales girl popped her head through the curtain, "Oh, there you are," she said, admiring the bathing suit.
I replied that I wasn't so sure and asked what else she had to show me. I tried on a cream crinkled one that made me look like a lump of masking tape, and a floral two-piece that gave the appearance of an oversized napkin in a serving ring.
I struggled into a pair of leopard-skin bathers with ragged frills and came out looking like Tarzan's Jane, pregnant with triplets and having a rough day.
I tried on a black number with a midriff and looked like a jellyfish in mourning.
I tried on a bright pink pair with such a high cut leg I thought I would have to wax my eyebrows to wear them.
Finally, I found a suit that fitted; it was a two-piece affair with a shorts-style bottom and a loose blouse-type top. It was cheap, comfortable, and bulge-friendly, so I bought it. My ridiculous search had a successful outcome, I figured.
When I got it home, I found a label that read, "Material might become transparent in water."
So, if you happen to be on the beach or near any other body of water this year and I'm there too, I'll be the one in cut-off jeans and a T-shirt!
You'd better be laughing or rolling on the floor by this time. Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain, with or without a bathing suit!
Words have the power to both destroy and heal.
When words are both true and kind, they can change our world
Selecting Slimming Swimsuits for Older Women
Slimming swimsuits for older women are swimsuits which make them look slimmer and younger. These swimsuits do not help the women to lose weight but they do help the dreary jackets of winter and try some designer swimsuits. They will magically change your looks and you will look gorgeous.
- After viewing these..as well as trying on a few (
hundred million)selections..If indeed they will make me look as young as are these Models..I might be pursuaded to by one, two, maybe even three..Otherwise,I'm tempted to do two things:go "Au Naturale" and just let it all hang out..or skinny dip by the light of the silvery moon..
Now for more fun and frivolity..
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Sunday ..felines..
Lazy musings and ramblings...
Perusing new blogs..
I came upon the delightful blog of amazingly talented Terri!
while reading older posts..
I was amazed at the photo of her cat Tigger! ..
Terri's of Creative Explorer feline furbaby...
and my lookalike BeBe..
Remarkable resemblance!
wouldn't you agree?
see for yourself!!
if a picture paints a thousand words..
what will three reveal?
enjoy your Sunday!
maybe even take a cat nap!!!
Perusing new blogs..
I came upon the delightful blog of amazingly talented Terri!
while reading older posts..
I was amazed at the photo of her cat Tigger! ..
Terri's of Creative Explorer feline furbaby...
and my lookalike BeBe..
Remarkable resemblance!
wouldn't you agree?
see for yourself!!
if a picture paints a thousand words..
what will three reveal?
enjoy your Sunday!
maybe even take a cat nap!!!
Friday, August 5, 2011
An Awesome Giveaway!!!!
'It's time for another giveaway.
.
Up for grabs is this fabulous book from coastal living
'beach house style'...
filled with loads of inspiration for coastal decorating -
posted worldwide.
It can be yours by following a few simple rules....
and having your name pulled out of the sand pail!
Please visit here for all the details!
What are you waiting for?
Shake the sand out of your shorts and get moving!
Pink..Saturday edition...
September 24,2011
Kodak Moments..
..
Remember those moments..
forever imprinted..
in your mental photo album..
when you encountered your child..
with a furry friend.
oblivious to external surroundings..
totally absorbed into their world..
unencumbered by rules not of their making..
sharing unconditional love..
with their very own bestest friend!!!
Counting sheep for sleepytime..
Kisses..
Strawberry ice cream to cool tongues on a summery day..
For more fun..Please join Beverly and company for more..
Pink Saturday
Kodak Moments..
..
Remember those moments..
forever imprinted..
in your mental photo album..
when you encountered your child..
with a furry friend.
oblivious to external surroundings..
totally absorbed into their world..
unencumbered by rules not of their making..
sharing unconditional love..
with their very own bestest friend!!!
Counting sheep for sleepytime..
Kisses..
Strawberry ice cream to cool tongues on a summery day..
For more fun..Please join Beverly and company for more..
Pink Saturday
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wednesday:White.Watery,Wordless,Outdoors
Somehow, I stumbled upon this site Style Me Pretty...
and was so captivated by the images of this most casually elegant beach wedding!
I felt while viewing that I was a very privileged family member/guest!
The photos captured the radiance and joy of this exquisitely beautiful bride..
If I were planning a wedding, this theme would be at the very top of my list!
loved everything from theme to colors to outdoor beach location!
( I'm saving for my renewal of vows when we relocate to Florida in the near future!)
From the "save the date" invites, to the flowers, table settings, the cake....
all planned and beautifully executed down to the tiniest detail.
all the contact details follow the photos..
and was so captivated by the images of this most casually elegant beach wedding!
I felt while viewing that I was a very privileged family member/guest!
The photos captured the radiance and joy of this exquisitely beautiful bride..
If I were planning a wedding, this theme would be at the very top of my list!
loved everything from theme to colors to outdoor beach location!
( I'm saving for my renewal of vows when we relocate to Florida in the near future!)
From the "save the date" invites, to the flowers, table settings, the cake....
all planned and beautifully executed down to the tiniest detail.
all the contact details follow the photos..
Credits
Sara Kauss Photography - Photography
View All Credited Images | Website: sarakauss.com
View All Credited Images | Website: sarakauss.com
Boca by Design - Floral + Event Design
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Website: bocabydesign.com
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