Tuesday, May 31, 2011

'Tis the Season

No, not that season.  'Tis the season for the plethora of yard sales that assail this small town each year. From Memorial Day to well into October, yard sale-ing (not unlike Wassailing) is a favorite Northwest pastime.

Living on the corner of busy and busy, we get many signs nailed into the telephone pole located in our yard.  On any given weekend, unless you are the first, second and third to put up your poster, you are just out of luck as to advertising here.  While I'm not a regular yard sale junkie by any stretch of the imagination, I do love a good deal...
Just this week, as I was painting the kitchen, I found myself perched precariously on a six foot ladder I bought at a yard sale for a dollar.  ONE DOLLAR.  There is true satisfaction from using this ladder over and over that an item off of the dollar menu at McD's will never beat.

As I dust off my dollar ladder every summer in preparation to attack The Master List, I enjoy this simple find again and again.  I often think of that lady who bought an old table at a yard sale and found out it was worth an exorbitant amount of money on Antiques Roadshow--and I wonder if she gets the same thrill out of dusting her table that I get out of dusting off my paint covered ladder...

She probably does.

What are your favorite yard sale finds?



Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Master List

Something happened at the end of April that has made blogging an almost impossible task:  it got warm outside.  I made the mistake of opening the windows and as the warm sun poured in, all my ambition for posting flew out. What can I say?  It's Spring, and time to address the Master List.

The Master List began four years ago when we moved to the City of 3000.  It evolved as a result of choosing a house that was older than dirt and with more problems than I could count.  One night, as we were lying in bed surrounded by still packed moving boxes, I turned to Mountain Man and said, "You know, I'd like to put a wall up over there."  I'd never considered building a wall anywhere, let alone knew how to do it--but Mountain Man did.  And therein lies the problem: He's just too handy. Thus, the Master List was born.

On a sheet of clean white paper it began.  Small items like, "unpack."  Larger to-dos followed, things like, "re-roof" and "tear off siding." All house concerns, wishes, hopes and dreams are written on the Master List and are then systematically (and with great rejoicing) crossed out on completion.  Some of the items have been on there for a long time, and to be honest, those really bug me.  So, I often have conversations with myself that go something like this:

"Wow, look at that neighbors driveway--I could totally do that.  All I need to do it rent a backhoe, pull up all the existing dirt, tamp down the earth underneath, get some gravel and sand and lay my own slate driveway.  And, while I have it all torn up, I could easily remove the old fence and put in a new one--a project like that would take what?  A 24 hours??"

It is somewhere during this reverie that Mountain Man sees my glazed expression that means the renting of heavy machinery is in our near future.  At this point, he usually pulls me back from the brink--and reminds me that those wonderful, yet albeit far reaching expectations on the Master List will take more time.

But the Master List gets a little bit longer everyday.  So if you don't hear from me in a while...don't worry...

I'm probably in the back hoe.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Masquerade! Paper Faces on Parade!


Last night the ever elusive and social reclusive Mountain Man and I attended a masquerade!  Our community welcomes a brand new theatre to the town and there was a gala event, complete with a fashion show and dinner, to benefit Shakespeare education in our local schools.  

All of the pictures were taken with my cell phone camera  (sorry for the quality) because the thought of trapezing around in heels, wearing a mask AND toting a camera just seemed too daunting when my only goal for the night was to remain upright and not pull a usual Square-Tooth-catastrophic-tumble in front of a crowd.  More on that in tomorrow's post...

Anyway, back to the masquerade! 

Smoky and mysterious fashion show.


The great hall.


My mask!  I made it myself...for one not-so-crafty, it was a stretch.


My favorite model of the night and me, making my Zoolander face.

Mountain Man in the Iron (Feathered) Mask



Personally, I felt like one of the cast members of Phantom of the Opera for most of the night. 

But hey, I got to support the arts AND I didn't even face plant once!! 

Masquerades...love them, hate them?






Monday, May 16, 2011

Monday's Three Beautiful Things

If you haven't checked it out, Three Beautiful Things is an awe inspiring blog. Today's post is in imitation and honor of it. These are just random favorite moments or things that made my weekend a little brighter and a little lighter.

Sewing mom, plant shopping and thunderstorm.


Sewing Mom
Mom drives over the mountains to sit in the dining room and sew pillows to brighten up the house.

Plant Shopping
Mountain Man steals me away Saturday morning to prowl local nurseries and buy plants for the garden.

Thunderstorm
After an afternoon mowing and digging and getting dirty in the dirt, a thunderstorm breaks the muggy afternoon.


What are your three beautiful things today?



Friday, May 13, 2011

I got carried away...by balloon.

Our little town has a balloon festival every year--here are some pictures I caught this morning:










I hope you get carried away with something fun this weekend...enjoy!


Monday, May 9, 2011

I Was Tagged!

My blog friend Cathy, at Cathy Lost and Found, tagged me!  I was out of town and computer-less, so I am a few days late!  Here is the badge and you better watch out ... someone else is gonna get tagged too!!


 

If you could go back in time and relive one moment, what would it be?
First kiss with Mountain Man...hands down.   

If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?
Hmmm...I was taught by my friend, Jackie Gibson, to let go of regret.  Our choices make us who we are and we can learn empathy through our choices and experiences.  The past is past...our responsibility is to the now.  That being said...if I could erase polyester leisure suits from our social consciousness, I would.  
   
What movie/tv character do you most resemble in personality?
Nia Vardolos in My Big, Fat, Greek Wedding.  If they ever make a movie of my blog, I would want her to play me...and as an added bonus, she's Canadian! 

If you could push one person off a cliff and get away with it who would it be?
No cliff tossing here...one person's cliff target is another person's father, mother, caterer, lawyer or tax accountant.  

Name one habit you want to change in yourself.
I would like to speak less.  Foot in mouth, anyone?? 

Describe yourself in one word.
Sassy. 

Describe the person who named you in this meme in one word.
I can't.  I've tried in my head for the last 5 minutes.  So here is how I see Cathy: She is marvelously authentic, tender and unfailingly generous.  I love reading her!! 

Why do you blog?  Answer in one sentence.
In a world full of seeming limitless negativity, I blog to remind myself, and others, of the abundant beauty and joy that can be found in everyday life.

Name at least 3 people to send this meme to and inform them.
Susan at thecontemplativecat

Carrie at Come on...I Dair You!
Jan at begin...begin again

Can't wait to read your responses, ladies!! :)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Little Spring

I found this gem on my morning walk:


Life is full of beauty.  Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces.  Smell the rain, and feel the wind.  Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.  ~Ashley Smith

Happy Wednesday!