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A Reunion of Sorts
Don’t you love it when you see or find something that strikes a memory from childhood? Something you never realized you had forgotten until that thing crossed your path again? Its for this reason that I often find myself slowly walking through the shelves and shelves of children’s books at the library–a bookjacket or spine will catch my attention and when I slide the book off the shelf memories come flooding back…when I first read this book, who read it to me, getting it from the school library, reading it at bedtime with my mom who always did (lots of great voices), or remembering why it was that I loved this book so much.
This experience happened to me just a few days ago when I stopped in to visit my mother-in-law at the toy store. I was browsing the circular rack of books and one spine caught my eye.
Don’t you love it when you see or find something that strikes a memory from childhood? Something you never realized you had forgotten until that thing crossed your path again? Its for this reason that I often find myself slowly walking through the shelves and shelves of children’s books at the library–a bookjacket or spine will catch my attention and when I slide the book off the shelf memories come flooding back…when I first read this book, who read it to me, getting it from the school library, reading it at bedtime with my mom who always did (lots of great voices), or remembering why it was that I loved this book so much.
This experience happened to me just a few days ago when I stopped in to visit my mother-in-law at the toy store. I was browsing the circular rack of books and one spine caught my eye.
Swapping and Simplicity
Last week I offered some fabric from my stash and Stephanie over at sumthings swapped me for a few yards. She makes these great bags and she sent me my very own. I absolutely love it because it is nice and big (i’m still carrying sippy cups, a spare diaper, and a doll or three!), and it has great pockets. I love it, I love it. And not only that, she sent along a mini version for another certain someone in my house (no, not Dan, Jackie–I knew you were thinking that!!)…Emma takes it everywhere and I’ve asked if I could borrow it sometime and she told me ‘probably not’. What a doll.
We are just four days away from our move and I think we are in trouble–my mother-in-law came over tonight and declared, "your house doesn’t really look any different." uh-oh. I guess it will be a busy weekend. Sadly, it took me two days just to sort through my craft stuff. I’ve learned two things about myself:
1. I have a lot of yarn and not enough yarn…meaning I have a ton of yarn but for some reason I only buy one or two skeins, barely enough to make anything beyond a short scarf or a pair of mittens. it’s a problem…maybe i’ll just have to start knitting everything in stripes.
2. I have a lot of ribbon. The offray ribbon outlet is in my hometown in MD, now a mere two hours from where we’re moving…(toni I haven’t forgotton our swap). Almost every time I go home, my mom and I hit the outlet. You would all probably pass out at the selection and the prices. I promise I’ll take pictures next time. I’m hoping to hit it this spring. So this is my box of "thinned out" ribbon…meaning I gave some away. And the box is several layers deep. And see those green, pink,and chocolate brown grosgrain ribbons rolls on the top left–the rolls are probably 8 inches across…and do I even tell you the price?? (99 cents!!–for the WHOLE roll!)
Well, I had more to write about, but my bed is calling me and I’m on early duty with Mary tomorrow–dan and I have been taking turns on who gets up, who sleeps in…it’s glorious!
But before bed, I must drink my giant glass of water. It’s my effort to cleanse my arteries (I know it doesn’t make sense) after our Irish dinner…I found some recipes online–sausage potato CODDLE (how could I NOT make that recipe), boxty, and then a compltely sinful irish mint chocolate brownie for dessert. The coddle recipe was a total clogger–basically greasy meat and potatoes…and the brownie recipe could be described as this: go to your grocery store. Find every fudgy, chocolatey ingredient in the place, mix them all together, now add some butter, then dump in some chocolate chips to the thick chocolate sludge. Bake it, spread some mint frosting on top, then cover with more chocolate. It was so sickening and so decadent–but only in small doses. So much so, there might still be leftovers for next st patty’s. Just the smallest morsel in your mouth is enough. Your saliva glands work so hard to compensate for the fudgey mouthfull you have to apply pressure to your neck muscles….
Last week I offered some fabric from my stash and Stephanie over at sumthings swapped me for a few yards. She makes these great bags and she sent me my very own. I absolutely love it because it is nice and big (i’m still carrying sippy cups, a spare diaper, and a doll or three!), and it has great pockets. I love it, I love it. And not only that, she sent along a mini version for another certain someone in my house (no, not Dan, Jackie–I knew you were thinking that!!)…Emma takes it everywhere and I’ve asked if I could borrow it sometime and she told me ‘probably not’. What a doll.
We are just four days away from our move and I think we are in trouble–my mother-in-law came over tonight and declared, "your house doesn’t really look any different." uh-oh. I guess it will be a busy weekend. Sadly, it took me two days just to sort through my craft stuff. I’ve learned two things about myself:
1. I have a lot of yarn and not enough yarn…meaning I have a ton of yarn but for some reason I only buy one or two skeins, barely enough to make anything beyond a short scarf or a pair of mittens. it’s a problem…maybe i’ll just have to start knitting everything in stripes.
2. I have a lot of ribbon. The offray ribbon outlet is in my hometown in MD, now a mere two hours from where we’re moving…(toni I haven’t forgotton our swap). Almost every time I go home, my mom and I hit the outlet. You would all probably pass out at the selection and the prices. I promise I’ll take pictures next time. I’m hoping to hit it this spring. So this is my box of "thinned out" ribbon…meaning I gave some away. And the box is several layers deep. And see those green, pink,and chocolate brown grosgrain ribbons rolls on the top left–the rolls are probably 8 inches across…and do I even tell you the price?? (99 cents!!–for the WHOLE roll!)
Well, I had more to write about, but my bed is calling me and I’m on early duty with Mary tomorrow–dan and I have been taking turns on who gets up, who sleeps in…it’s glorious!
But before bed, I must drink my giant glass of water. It’s my effort to cleanse my arteries (I know it doesn’t make sense) after our Irish dinner…I found some recipes online–sausage potato CODDLE (how could I NOT make that recipe), boxty, and then a compltely sinful irish mint chocolate brownie for dessert. The coddle recipe was a total clogger–basically greasy meat and potatoes…and the brownie recipe could be described as this: go to your grocery store. Find every fudgy, chocolatey ingredient in the place, mix them all together, now add some butter, then dump in some chocolate chips to the thick chocolate sludge. Bake it, spread some mint frosting on top, then cover with more chocolate. It was so sickening and so decadent–but only in small doses. So much so, there might still be leftovers for next st patty’s. Just the smallest morsel in your mouth is enough. Your saliva glands work so hard to compensate for the fudgey mouthfull you have to apply pressure to your neck muscles….