Stuff To Love

right this minute…

A big, huge box of protein and Christmasy goodness about to be whisked away to the other side of the world…for the Siberia boy who I love so much and miss so deeply.

A rainbow of much loved color to spark my imagination in the crocheting department. Oooh…what I can do with all this Peaches and Cream prettyness. Just you wait and see…

A new pile of books about sewing and cooking and blogging and crocheting that should keep me very busy for months, and months, and months. Hot dang.

A wild, sleepy, ancient, 100 year old kitty. No, no–it’s documented. I think he belonged to my great-great grandmother.

No, really.

A few happy decorations to brighten up a certain wall in Russia…if it gets there in time!

A glorious pile of brand new magazines to inspire my wander-lusting brain. Hmmm…Scottish Countryside…French classic…American Farmhouse. I just can’t decide exactly what to dream about.

*sigh*

A cute, little Eskimo finger puppet from WeeKnit. It’s suppose to be the Bald Kid trying to keep warm. Notice the sweet little black missionary tag! Haha. Sorry it’s so blurry–but he just wouldn’t stand still!

Playing with paint swatches and trying with all my might to pick just the right colors for the modern classic chicken coop.

Of course, if I had MY way…

Heh, heh, heh.

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Being “The Bald Kid”

When the Bald Kid was in 8th grade, he decided to shave his head–as a joke–for the last day of school. He liked it so much that he kept it shaved for the next 5 years.

People asked me if he’d been sick and all his hair fell out, or if he was in the army or something–all the time. I’d have to tell them that he was just a kid and he was healthy as a horse, but that he just liked having no hair. It was a certain look he was going for, I guess.

For him, the look meant basketball shorts, huge T-shirts, colored high tops…and being bald.

Always…and everywhere.

What I didn’t know, however, was that he was becoming quite well known for his…look. So well known, in fact, that when Halloween came around…

one of his good friends came to school, dressed up…

as HIM–

shaved head and all!

“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” or in this case, a good excuse to shave your head.

Silly, silly boys.

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Ahhh…Logan

Sometimes we have “official business” to take care of in Logan–the sweet little town 2 hours north of our place.

And sometimes the only official business is finding the most beautiful raspberries in the State–and buying them two flats at a time.

This time was a mix–April had some fun “official” places to go and I’m always up for the drive…and the raspberries.

We always visit the “cookie store” when we’re in town because it borderlines criminal behavior…not to. We got off easy this time though because it wasn’t a cookie day. Today was Parmesan Goldfish day so we each grabbed a bag–for the kids and got out of there with our lives. Sometime I’m going to figure out when Milano day is…THEN there’ll be trouble.

We took turns saying, “Can we just live here?” about twenty times in the first couple of hours. It would be perfect–just enough town, just enough country.

~sigh~

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We made a new discovery this time around…a truly wicked discovery. Let’s just say that the next stop was for dry ice–lots of dry ice.  :}

Gossner’s Cheese store grabbed us next–and I think we behaved very, very well for a couple of cookie, Creamie, cheese freaks.

Someone should be clapping for us.

Speaking of well behaved–the little dudes were pretty darn good sports as we drove merrily along in one of our favorite, beautiful places.

Yeah…pretty sure I love this town.

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All This Stuff…

that I love sooo much~

This cute little lady whose on her way out the door–again–headed to some foreign country. Where is it this time….hmm? Oh, yes~ Ireland…for work.

She’s quite the lucky duck, wouldn’t you say?

Finding out that the Citronella candles that I found on the discount aisle really truly keep the bugs away. Who’d of guessed?

This ancient man cat that is actually sooo old that we can’t figure out how old he actually is. But we have a picture of the Bald Kid drinking a bottle and this silly thing is on his lap. That’s old.

Finding out that going yeast and sugar free–for a while–still leaves a ton of scrumptious choices. Picture me…without my Cheetoes.

Hard to fathom–I know.

Watching some guy who I thought was pruning trees at the library, only to find that he was–in actuality–putting up CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!! Quick before the snow falls! Wahooo!

My brand new, beautiful, amazing Chicken Coop. At last–at last! My dream of channeling Laura Ingalls Wilder might just be coming true. More on the Chickies to come. :}

Gathering more stuff to add to the latest care package for our boy in Siberia. This time the protein–some of it, at least–is coming in the form of…

Reese’s Peanut Butter Pumpkins.

They don’t have them in Siberia…and he needs them.

Realizing, just today that Irish Soda Bread doesn’t have any yeast in it. Hallelujah!

A batch a day should do it.

Watching all this lovely rain that landed on us in the valley which meant…

that all of this was landing on those pretty mountains.

Ahhh…this world is such a good place–isn’t it?

What do you love–sooo much?

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