Showing posts with label Favorites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Favorites. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

A-ha!



I have to admit it: I love the photos of the Lego mini-figs that are posted on LegoADay blog.  He just finished a second year of daily Lego figure photographs and is running a contest.  Just for fun, I took of photo of my Explorer (not sure what his name really is) examining the contest post.

When we were small, my brother loved Legos, and now his boys and girl all play with them.

I couldn't resist, I had to get a few.

I have 3 - Robot, Explorer and one of the green army men from Toy Story (one of my nephews wants to be an Army Man).

Wishing you a bit of whimsy every day.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

His Majesty

Dishes abound in my family.  Both grandmothers had multiple sets that they pulled out seasonally.

My mother has multiple sets.

Right now I have a set of Royal Orchard in boxed in my attic that I have no room to pull out and use.  I have an everyday set (white) and a fine set (white w/gold trim) that were selected to go with whatever my taste might turn into.  I have a small set of Spode Christmas Tree that I bought in interest free installments from a store in Dothan, Alabama.

But.

Other than a turkey majolica plate, I have no Thanksgiving dishes.

Homegoods, I thought.  Homegoods will have something. They never let me down.



I found two mugs that fit the bill.  And that was it.  Homegoods had literally nothing else left in the Thanksgiving mode.


The gobbler, His Majesty, resides on the inside of the mug.  His Majesty is by Johnson Brothers. 


With my white dishes, I think a full set of mugs or a set of salad plates or perhaps soup bowls would be great.  And much better than a full set of dishes that I have no room to store :)

What's in your cupboard?

Monday, August 3, 2009

Positively Headless!

I've had one of those weeks where I feel like I'm running around without my head glued on. And unlike the headless horseman above I'm not successfully carrying it around either!

When I saw this guy I almost purchased him because this is one of my favorite stories in literature. But then I recalled my plight of not enough table space for the stuff I do have. And I was strong.

Hope you're having a good Monday!

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Monday, May 4, 2009

Sunday Play List




SSG asked for the list I made yesterday - so here it is. There are two sisters on this list. Do you know who they are?




Alabama Song - Allison Moorer
Leave the Light On - Priscilla Ahn
Sweet Pea - Amos Lee
Everything - Michael Buble
I'm Yours - Jason Mraz
Dream - Priscilla Ahn
Stars and Boulevards - Austana
You and Me - Lifehouse
I Say a Little Prayer - Aretha Franklin
Heavenly Day - Patti Griffin
Home - Michael Buble
Gotta Have You - The Weepies
Keep Breathing - Ingrid Michaelson
Somewhere Over the Rainbow - Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Ocean Size Love - Leigh Nash
These are Days = 10,000 Maniacs (MTV unplugged version)
Lovin' In My Baby's Eyes - Taj Mahal
See the World - Gomez
Like a Star - Corinne Bailey Ray
Bubbly - Colbie Caillat
Jammin' - Bob Marley & the Wailers
Volver - Baguette Quartette
Moon River - Audrey Hepburn & Henry Mancini
I Have a Dream - Amanda Seyfield
Little Green Apples - Roger Miller (single version)
Where I'm From - Shelby Lynne



There are some outliers here, but when I make a playlist, there always are! I really like this mix of songs. I hope you find something in here that's a pleasant surprise. I couldn't find everything on a player gadget, so I settled for the list.

Oh, and I'd love to hear any suggestions you have. For songs or artists. I'm always looking for new good music.

Happy Week! Let's be careful out there.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Collections

Welcome to the corner of my living room. On this wall is a cabinet I found at my favorite consignment store. I love that store.

In this cabinet are some collections. I have many. But today we are focusing on three.


Below on this top shelf are the Wade figurines. They came as premiums in Red Rose tea. I think you can still get figurines in Red Rose Tea. Anyway, this is the nursery rhyme set. I love the Gingerbread Man. And Puss in Boots. Oh, and Cat from Hey, Diddle Diddle. Did you know the Mother Goose rhymes were political commentary? Boy has that changed over the years, huh? It took me years of prowling antique shows and flea markets to get the full set. The Gingerbread Man was the hardest one to find.

Tearing myself away from the Wades, we have some Faberge egg replicas. The ones I bought during my Faberge egg stage.

The one on the far right is my all time favorite, and it's a pretty faithful replica. I have a big book on Faberge eggs. You know Malcolm Forbes collected Faberge Eggs along with riding that Harley and running that magazine. The one on the far left is a music box. The next one holds potpourri. I can't recall what the purple one has going for it. Purple, I guess.

See the little pyramiddy piece of ceramic? You can't tell but it says "Hi There" and has a flower on it. The top has two holes and the bottom is open. I have no idea what is meant for, but it's cheery and it sat on my Grandmother's kitchen shelves for years. It reminds me of her. And it makes me smile.



Last, but certainly not least. The bottom shelf. The sentimental collection. On the left is a little chick I found in a flea market. It's just like ones my mother put in our Easter baskets for two or three years. And the carriage - it was my nightlight! I know, it's cute, right? And then there's a German Shepherd that my assistant Catherine gave me one year when I had to have my Piper put down. Tucked back in the back corner is a lighter my Grandfather had. And a ceramic hydrangea box. I love hydrangeas. Tucked in the left most corner are a pair of wire rim glasses that belonged to my great grandfather Hoyt. Hoyt Weathers. He was a dairy farmer, a US Marshall and very dapper.


Now dust yourselves off. I know, I saw that dust on those shelves too. I guess keeping the door shut doesn't keep all the dust out.

We'll go across the room and visit the shelves on either side of the fireplace sometime soon and I'll show you my pottery collection.
What do you collect?



Sunday, January 25, 2009

Echoes


I woke up this morning to this playing in my head:



Salagadoola mechicka boola
Bibbidi bobbodi boo


Sound familiar?
I had a Disney record with all the Disney songs on it, when I must have been 3 or 4, and a little record player that I listened to it on. I also clearly remember Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious. And the funny thing is that when I say Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious, I HEAR IT IN MY HEAD AS MUSIC! Anyway.


Here's the whole song:


Salagadoola mechicka boola
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Put 'em together and what have you got
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Salagadoola mechicka boola
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

It'll do magic believe it or not
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Salagadoola means mechicka booleroo
But the thingmabob that does the job is
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Salagadoola mechicka boola
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Put 'em together and what have you got
bibbidi-bobbidi

bibbidi-bobbidi

bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

In my book, some nonsense words and a little make believe can go a long way. When did we get too sophisticated for that?

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Souper Saturday

Before I get to the point, look at the display in mfC's fireplace: we found the tray and the stool on a consignment store run during the holidays. The bluey green in the tray picks up the stool color...



New York may have it's Soup Nazi, but Atlanta has Souper Jenny. And when it's cold and raw like it was yesterday, nothing beats Jenny's soups: My Dad's Turkey Chili, Black Bean with Corn and Peppers, Mushroom, Tomato Pesto...vats of warmth and sunshine ready for consumption. The menu changes daily. You can buy quarts to take home.

Now, I am not yet bold enough to whip out my camera and brazenly take pictures of people eating soup. So what you are about to see are stealth photos of the view from my tabletop. In the first, Jenny (I think) is in the brown and pink T's and jeans...

Here's a good shot of the homey wooden counters assembled to dish up the soup. There's a $12 special: soup, bread, sandwich or salad, cookie and piece of fruit. Oh, and drink. The restaurant is cozy and bright.



From the time we walked in to the time we walked out, there were constantly people in line - we arrived around 1:45, and left around 3...



The great news is Jenny published a cookbook, and I left with one in my hot little hand. Today I shall go out and gather the ingredients for Chicken Tortilla Soup, the first soup I tried at Jenny's, and the one to which I lost my heart. Then I shall cook it in my kitchen, in the soup pots that get far too little use.
And then I shall enjoy a bowl of sunshine here at home.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

This One's for the Girls*

One of my favorite bloggers is April. I used to have her link here on my blog but when I found another layout I forgot to add everyone back because I had stayed up too late and anyway, You. Must. Read. This.**

But only if you're a girl.

Guys won't get it.

Tell her Molly sent ya.

*Pun Intended
**Including the comments, I swaney, those things are priceless

Sunday, January 4, 2009

BOLO



*Be On Look Out




I am asking for your help in locating something. Something I've not been able to Google, Etsy or Ebay.




Below is a Christmas decoration that my grandmother had, and my brother and his family have now. It is a ceramic bird that clips on the Christmas tree. The only mark is JAPAN. Each is about 4" in length. The second and third pictures I snapped with no intention of sharing - they were to help me recall coloring, etc., so please excuse them. But I thought two or more sets of eyes are way better than one and I would share my hunt with you, just in case you come across some.







So if you spot any of these while you are out thrifting, antiquing or in your great aunt Esmeralda's attic, let me know. I will at least make you an offer.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Bling

Tree lights reflected in the window


Retro tinsel tree stocking hanger


Friday, December 5, 2008

Muggin' for the Camera

This is a mug I received as a gift - does the giver recall? Anyway, I pull it out as soon as Thanksgiving is safely over and the turkey isn't around to be offended.

It's great to fill with steaming coffee and bring to my desk to read my bloggy friend's postings. Or sit in my favorite chair and read. It's just so bright and festive, it makes me smile.

And at my house a morning smile is rare as hen's teeth.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Same Time Next Year

So, Halloween 2008 is in the books, people. It's time to pack away those Halloween decorations and look toward Thanksgiving. Which is my favorite holiday, in terms of celebration. No gifts or materialism bogging up the works.

Anyway, these are the decorations that will be getting packed up this weekend. They are like old friends you see every so often but when you do you pick up right where you left off.

The little stovepipe jack-o-lantern (top right) came from the shop with the candycorn tree (not pictured) and that was the same store my sister and I bought a huge metal holiday train, whimble style. It had a Dr. Suess feel. Since it was nearly New Year's when we bought these, we saved a LOT of money. yea, that's the story

The witch on the stack of books (bottom center) came from mfC the first year I was in this house. It had a plant in it...which I promptly killed. But I love it, it has a vintage feel and came from one of my favorite stores, Boxwoods.

The metal jack-o-lantern (bottom right) was a hostess gift the year I got myself together and threw a Ghoulfriend party at my house. This is the first year I remembered to put it out, and with it's candle lit, I loved it there by the front steps. I should point out that if I were judging my house by the post earlier this week, I would be a WALLFLOWER!

I think my favorite would be the mostly paper item with the black cat and punkin (top left). It's simple, paper and really has a long ago feel.

Til next Halloween, decorations. You can rest safe in the knowledge that I spent all my allowance this year getting the basement leak fixed.

See you Same Time Next Year!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

My Neighborhood

I love my neighborhood. If you read my Halloween Decorating post a couple of days ago, you saw some of the best of the best from my neighborhood and the adjacent neighborhood.


But I love my neighborhood most because it's such a mix. The streets all loosely radiate out from a small retail area that includes a dry cleaner, vintage clothing store, two restaurants, hair stylist and a design firm.It's also like a town center: we just held the Fall Festival there.




At one time this retail area included ice cream and groceries, but as with many things, the big chains closed many of the little guys. We have a strip center at one edge of the neighborhood that includes restaurants, groceries, hardware, cleaners, framers, clothing, gifts, and a spa. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with this neighborhood. Once home for the week, I could walk to anything I needed.



It most closely feels like my small hometown, despite being smack in the center of a major metropolitan area. And if I had to live in a big metropolitan area for my career, it was important to have my residence somewhere I felt at home.



Flashback: about 3 months after coming to work in Atlanta, friends brought me to a neighborhood restaurant with cozy chintz covered over stuffed chairs and banquettes. Driving to the restaurant I was late because I took some side streets to see the neighborhood. This, I said to myself, is where I'd like to live someday. It feels like home. Small cottages, large two stories, small lots, deep lots, lots with grade changes, renovations...definitely no cookie cutters. The neighborhood was created at the end of a bus or train line to Dobbins AFB, where Lockheed employees were building planes for WWII.




Fast forward 9 years: A realtor took me out for my first and last day of home shopping. After several other intown neighborhoods, we finally got to my dream neighborhood. And as we drove to another house on this street, mfC spotted it: "there's a house back here for sale that wasn't on the list. I'll go look for you".



And that was it. The little white cottage on the pie shaped lot is my home.



And I love it. Alright, I do dream of a laundry room upstairs. And perhaps a second bathroom. You see, my house hasn't been renovated or added onto. It's a 1937 original. More or less. Which is an interesting story. Does anyone know how to date a house? Go to the bathroom and pull off the lid to the tank and look inside. It'll have the date manufactured, and that's usually 6 months give or take from when it was installed due to inventory and so on. That's when the home inspector's words became "blah, blah, blah, yep, 1937".



I heard from someone last week that my neighborhood is considered shabby chic. And I understand why. But rather than explain it, I'll let these photos do the talking.

On a beautiful street with a Peachtree Creek running behind it:



And immediately on the corner across from the little pink house with the shabby roof:

I love my neighborhood.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Friday Night Sights

Did I ever talk about Eatzi's?

Meh, Eatzi's schmeatzis.

There's a new kid in town, and his name is Trader Joe.

Well, actually Joe has two metro locations already, but since neither of them is in a convenient location to me, they don't count.

Trader Joe is making me forsake Whole Foods and Fresh Market for him. He has great food and great prices. And he gave me a free shopping bag.







Even though I'd been a loyal customer for lo these many years-5-Whole Foods made me buy a bag. And HELLO, Fresh Market? Did you even offer any non paper or plastic shopping bags or has it been so long that trend happened since then?

On the first day of vacation Trader Joe sent me an invitation inviting me to come visit on Friday, and I'd get a free shopping bag and a chance to win $50 Trader Joe dollars. I penciled him in.

I invited myfriendCindy (mfC) to join us, that is, Joe and me. So she did. Joe had not mailed Cindy an invitation even though she only lives 1 mile from me (who's special, then?) but I took her anyway, certain Joe was all about making money, er, friends.

LURVE AT FIRST SIGHT!

Foods offered at the other places, who were they again?, at prices like this: Bottle of Chianti, least expensive elsewhere $9.99, at Trader Joe's $4.99. Pate, through the roof elsewhere, $4 at Trader Joe's. Pizzle sticks for dogs $10.99 elsewhere, $4.99 at Trader Joe's.

And variety! Well, see for yourself below.



In this picture we have a Roast Beast sandwhich with blue cheese, Wisconsin cheese curds, white cheddar soy crisps, chocolate orange sticks, tuscan white bean dip, pumpkin whoopie pies, dog chews and chianti. Not just any chianti, boys and girls, the kind with the black cock. The real deal. Made in Greve in Chianti. Where I visited just last year. Sigh.

mfC bought stuff too. Food and wine and coffee and crackers and cat food and oh my, glycerin soap, only recently highlighted by a certain famous blogger.

But when it came to the checkout, I was the only one with a post card, um, engraved invitation. And I got my free bag and chance to win. mfC badgered and whined and badgered the poor sales girl so that she got a free bag too.

Then we zoomed home to sample the chicken and prosciutto sandwich and tomato bisque soup and mushroom pate.

And they lived happily ever after. [burp]

Friday, October 24, 2008

News to Me

So I'm on vacation and it's coming to an end. It's been a good week: I had my nephew visit, I learned to knit, I got a library card and I've gotten to catch up on all the blogs I like. And had the practically new microwave repaired. But that's definitely it's own rant, er, blog.





Tonight I'm having Blog ADD or Blogger's Block or something.





Should I post about the couple I saw in front of the library when I went to get said library card? They were sitting on a low wall side by side and he was opening a tupperware and digging in. She had two plastic grocery bags at her feet, and a gallon sized gatorade. As I was leaving I saw her take a liquor bottle from him, take a swig and chase with gatorade. He then leaned against her and put his head on her shoulder. I think leaving this to your imagination and empathy is the only way to go.








Or maybe I should bemoan the lack of posts by one of my favorite bloggers.





I could jump on the political post bandwagon...except I've seen people bring out the sharp knives in response to relatively mild political opinions this year. Just go see The Country Doctor's Wife or April Showers to see for yourself. These ladies both write very funny blogs and yet folks had no sense of humor or restraint when the authors offered opinions on the goings on. No, I don't think I'll risk politics.





Perhaps stalk the CSI Seattle blog looking for another nerd trivia bonanza? No, let it go.





And then I found it: my cause celebre.









As I was catching up with some favorite blogs, something at Jane's Apron caught my eye. A reference to "news" about Mary Englebreit's Home Companion. It seems that the publication has lost it's publisher. The Dec/Jan 2009 will be the last issue with the current publisher, who cited economic reasons for ditching, um, parting ways with ME's Home Companion.





News to me.





Why would we want to do away with something that talks about art and color and crafts and whimsy and all on a level we can relate to? Makes no sense to me. Why would we now not want publications that inspire us to look for or create beauty for ourselves while other, shall we say, less constructive, publications blithely continue on?







While one website I saw said they had ceased publication, the Home Companion website is still active. I just hate to lose something I've enjoyed so much, and maybe you do too.




If you do, I say stand up and let your voice be heard.



That is all.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

More Favorite Things

Chianti, French lemonade bottle, balsamic vinegar

I came in the front door last night from walking the dogs. When I did, I noticed a plastic grocery bag tied in a knot with something in it. Upon closer inspection before picking it up I realized it was a french lemonade bottle I had admired at my friend Marlene's the Friday before, when we were at her house for bridge.

What a great surprise. She must have dropped it off on her way to the airport - she is now in China! I can't wait to hear about this trip. I hope she takes lots of pictures. And she just got back from France. She has a gentleman friend who is French, and he owns a vineyard. She visited it during her trip and said it was wonderful.

So, favorite things: chianti which I "discovered" was I the zillionth person to fall for chianti when visiting Chianti? that's me, an original in Tuscany and loved, much to my surprise. The lemonade bottle because of how it looks and the old fashioned stopper. And balsamic vinegar because Hello! have you tasted balsamic vinegar?

The best way I've had balsamic vinegar other than swigging it straight from the bottle is drizzled over chunks of parmiggiano reggiano cheese.

Note: over on Bossy's newly redesigned blog, she's starting a poverty party. Of course, this is after she tempted me with wine tumblers.


Friday, October 3, 2008

Fall CousCous

Once upon a time in the land of Buckhead, there was a place called Eatzi's.

And at that Eatzi's one could buy fresh baked bread, wine (with an instant chiller if it were in need of chilling), flowers, fruit, salad greens, cheeses, entrees, custom made sandwiches, deli meats, and items from the big glass cases. Like what, you ask? Like tomato and tortellini salad. Fresh hummus, two varieties at least. Flank steak. Roast beef. Grilled chicken. Grilled or poached salmon. Meatballs, turkey or beef. Caprese salad. And in the latter part of the year, Fall Couscous.

And, at special times of the year, Eatzi's would take your paper or plastic and your list and provide you with a time. You would return at the appointed hour and pick up your Turkey+sweet potatoes+rolls+squash casserole or Lamb+peas+potatoes or Goose+mashed potatoes+green salad or whatever you had requested of them.

You would return home, dish it up in your dishes and add Aunt Ethel's apple pie, or Uncle Ewell's mint juleps or whatever custom touches you preferred and your family ate and was full.

And it was very good.

But Fall Couscous. was. the. best.

One day, the door to Eatzi's would not open. Someone said that Eatzi's in a faraway place had overreached. They were gone, never to return. Along with the Fall couscous.

What to do about Fall Couscous? Google saved the day.

First, assemble the ingredients: butternut squash, parsley, EVOO, pine nuts, cinnamon sticks, ground cinnamon, one onion, golden raisins and preserved lemon. And the couscous.


Preheat oven to 475 degrees. Peel and dice a 1.5 pound butternut squash into 1/4 inch dice. Toss in 1 tbsp olive oil and roast for 15 minutes.

Dice the onion and saute in 1 tbsp olive oil until golden ( I like to let it get a little caramelized).

Toast the pine nuts - 3 minutes in the oven after taking out the squash and turning off the heat usually does just right.

Chop the parsley as finely as you can. I can't, I'm not good at that. But the finer the better. About a cup of chopped parsley.

Make the couscous (1 cup water + 1 cup couscous + 1 tsp EVOO) per the package directions but add 1 stick of cinnamon to the water before boiling.

Squeeze juice of 1 preserved lemon (usually in quarters and costing a fortune but you could make your own, but that's another story) into a small dish. Then chop the lemon peel finely and add to the juice. To this add 1 tsp ground cinnamon. Stir in 2 tbsp EVOO.

Remove the cinnamon stick and fluff couscous. Combine the vegetables, 1/2 cup golden raisins, the couscous, the EVOO/lemon/cinnamon mixture and toss together.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The end.



Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Southern Comforts

There is a consignment store I love to visit called Southern Comforts. It's in Dunwoody, nowhere close to my house. It was always filled with the most wonderful things...I bought this bench/ottoman there. I didn't know what I'd use it for, but I had to have it.
As soon as I got it home, I knew what it would be good for: a bow-wow buffet table.

I believe the goldens have a more enjoyable dining experience using this bench. It has character and is just the right height which cuts down on the postprandial belching. Usually.

The odd "wet" spots on the wall behind the bench (really noticeable in the first picture) are from dog noses bumping the wall while dining. I have to wash the wall frequently. It's a sign of enthusiasm for the buffet cuisine.


Satisfied customers enjoying the buffet.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Favorite Things - a giveaway


There are several of my favorites in the snapshot above. First, the sconces that came with the house. They had these glass chimneys that were etched with a little pattern - but one is broken. Still I keep them tucked away because they remind me of the dimestore glass candleholders my grandmother had with a grape pattern on the chimney. I loved those things. I don't know what happened to them.

And the green bound books - they were salvaged from the management office in the building my company bought back. It was the management office that my company originally built out and furnished. But it is a new time, so the old accessories were up for grabs. I got these books and one very large leather bound book.

The bookend is one of a pair, and made of plaster. They are named Lauren and Molly after my cousin and me. We were born the same year, within a month of each other. They are showing some damage from time and moving, but so am I.

That brings us to the Amazing Grace products by philosophy. I have always been fond of perfume. I don't feel dressed without mascara and perfume. Anything else is overkill. This fragrance was billed as having people get close to you because you smell good, clean, fresh. So after mulling it over, I bought some of the Amazing Grace fragrance. Then I went back and bought the body wash/shampoo. Then the lotion. I love it. Then I fell for it's sister: Pure Grace. They are both wonderful. They are all I wear now. Everything else is just not right.

The point? Well, I have been cleaning out, and I found that I have the unused hand cream and roll on fragrance from a larger kit I bought. I'm a sucker for kits, because that's where the value is. Both smell divine. And I want to share.

Just leave a comment by 8 pm EST Sunday evening and tell me one of your favorite things and why, and I will select a winner Sunday evening (fine print: sorry, I can only ship to those of you in the contiguous United States and with a street address because there are liquids involved). If there's more than one of you, I will use the random number generator to select the winner.

If there's only one of you, well, congratulations.

I look forward to finding out.

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