Day Sixty One 2013

Ever Lovin Saturday

We’ve had some snow here, starting this past Thursday.

It started coming down again late last night.

We got maybe an inch. Maybe.

Really pretty. We don’t get big snows any more. I miss those. But we’ll take what we can get.

A bird in hand is worth four in the bush. Inflation, you know. I think these are waiting their turn at the feeders.

Since daughter Kelly and grandson Knox are visiting this weekend, Neil made yummy blueberry waffles for (a late) breakfast.

His blueberry waffles are the best. Did I say they are yummy? They are.

Grandson Knox didn’t care for any waffles. He just wanted to take his socks off.

We went to Starbucks for some coffee (what else?), squeezed in at a little table by the window, all cozied up next to about ten other people, and watched it snow. There’s something about Starbucks that just makes you want to kick back.

And fall asleep in Grandpa’s lap. Not even the aroma of caffeine could keep him awake at this point.

The proverbial blanket of snow, sliding off the hood of the car into fluffy white folds. It snowed again tonight and replaced all that was lost with a fresh blanket.

Neil finally got to celebrate his birthday this evening. He turned 62 on February 28, but due to other stuff happening in the family, we postponed the party until a more opportune moment which turned out to be tonight.

Happy Birthday, honey/hubby Neil! We enjoyed cake and ice cream and punch and a whole lot of chatter and laughter, as always when our family gets together. (Not that there’s always cake and ice cream and punch but that would be nice.)

And Neil enjoyed lots of cool cards and great gifts, which as you can see, he gave a thumbs up. Fun party. Worth the wait. Let’s do it all over again next year.
Happy Saturday, everyone!

Day Sixty 2013

Grandson Knox has no need of toys to amuse him. He’d rather play with anything that isn’t a toy. He sat on his ‘Pa’s’ lap for probably thirty minutes this evening, putting pens and pencils in this mug. Neil kept taking some back out, and Knox was happy to put them back in.
 
It's the simple things in life that are the most extraordinary; only wise men are able to understand them.
~Paulo Coelho

Day Fifty Nine 2013

Happy Birthday to my honey/hubby Neil who turned 62 today.

We enjoyed a yummy supper at Ocha Thai deli this evening (the only one missing is son in law Kerry) and will party tomorrow night with cake and ice cream for the birthday boy.

We attended grandson Elijah’s Vision Basketball awards this evening. What a great night for all the kids who played this season. This was Elijah’s first time playing basketball, and he loved it. He won a team trophy, as all the kids did, but also won a medal for memorizing all his Bible verses for this season. And each team had one member who won a special award called the Paul award for player who improved most during the season. Elijah won this award. I am so proud of you, Elijah! Loved watching all your games and looking forward to seeing you play again next year.

Day Fifty Eight 2013

All you need is …

… is all you need.
~John Lennon

Day Fifty Seven 2013

Here’s a fun fact for you:  Levi Strauss, a Bavarian immigrant who went to San Francisco during the Gold Rush, made his first pair of ‘jeans’ out of canvas. He was a tailor and an inventor. After I read this, I noticed that grandson Elijah, grand daughter Shelby and I were all wearing jeans today (even though none are Levis). So here’s to Levi Strauss (1829-1902), who’s birthday happens to be today. Without him, most of us would be running around naked on any given day of the week. I know I would.

Day Fifty Six 2013

“Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid A million buds but stay their blossoming And trustful birds have built their nests amid The shuddering boughs, and only wait to sing Till one soft shower from the south shall bid And hither tempt the pilgrim steps of Spring.”

~Robert Bridges

Day Fifty Five 2013

One of the things I look forward to at the Nashville Flea Market is visiting the vendor who sells goodies, like country ham and all sorts of homemade snacks, cookies, cakes and fried pies. They didn't have my favorite chocolate chess, but this peach fried pie made a tasty snack this Sunday afternoon.

Day Fifty Four 2013

Saturday  Saturday Ever Lovin Saturday!

Neil and I began a busy Saturday this morning watching grandson Elijah’s last Vision Basketball game of the season.

Lots of action from one end of the court to the other. Elijah scored several points. His blue team lost to the orange team by 4 points.

We’ve loved watching him play basketball each Saturday for the past two months because the game is action packed and he has enjoyed playing it so much. Great job, Elijah and team blue! We’re proud of you!

After the game, Neil and I headed to the Nashville Flea Market. We usually avoid the Saturday market because it’s wall to wall people. This bell jar stuffed with grapes caught my eye. It was kind of pretty and a little strange. But that’s what the flea market is all about.

Hints of spring all around. Metal sunflower garden ornaments were sprouting at this vendor’s stall. Sunflowers are happy things~~real or otherwise~~and always make me smile.

A basket of colorful bowling balls and pins. They looked plastic, but were the real deal.

This one’s for Sarah.

R is for …

This lady was begging me to take her picture. She just didn’t know it. Shame on me. But her hat was killing me. I followed her around for a while. She fit right in here.

This was something from a bygone era offered in a comic vendor’s stall. Check out that price tag.

Every time I see bunnies, I think of my sister Ann.

It’s a little early for Halloween, but there ya go.

I have no idea what these things are or what they’re for but they kind of creep me out.

Guess what movie this horse head (lamp) made me think of. I wonder if anybody made this vendor an offer he couldn’t refuse. (That was a hint)

I go to pieces, sang Peter and Gordon. Remember them? And Patsy Cline sang I fall to pieces. I wonder what happened to this poor doll. Maybe she was loved to pieces.

I really wanted to buy this.

Such good advice.

After the flea market, Neil and I were headed to daughter Kelly’s, but when we called, she and Knox were going down for a much needed nap. So we detoured into the Super Target in Smyrna and enjoyed a skinny vanilla latte while we rested our tired feet. Then we browsed Target. What a cool store. Wish we had one here.

Hi. I’m Knox. I just woke up from a two+ hour nap.

Grandpa and Granny brought him a SnugAMonkey from Target. It’s soft and cuddly and plays soft bedtime sounds and music. He loved it. And the box it came in. He calls Neil ‘Pa’. He hasn’t learned how to say Granny yet, although he does pronounce it something like ‘Ninny’ which is what I called my maternal grandmother.

We hit ‘Toots’ for supper and enjoyed their yummy boneless chicken fingers and gigantic onion rings. We used to have a ‘Toots’, but not any more, so it’s a treat to eat here when we visit Kelly.

The monkey enjoyed it, too.

Bath time! Splash time!

Dancing in my new jammies time!

This picture cracks me up. It was not posed and totally accidental~~grandson Knox and his daddy Kerry playing with blue balls. They even have the same facial expression. How cute is that. So we began and ended our ever lovin Saturday with balls. More fun than human beings should be allowed to have, especially in one day. It’s always an awesome day when I get to spend it with my peeps!

Day Fifty Three 2013

TGIF Randomness

Never stop. Never stop fighting. Never stop dreaming.  ~Tom Hiddleston

Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Actually, I was cooking up some rice to go with a slow cooker meal for supper tonight.

Because where else would you be?

This might look like eye of newt and toe of frog, but it’s really sweet and sour chicken with broccoli over that rice I was just telling you about. Sure beats wool of bat and tongue of dog.

A little Facetime after supper with grandson Knox and daughter Kelly. Here, Knox was watching his fave PBS show ‘Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood’ (based on Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood). It’s such a sweet show. He was about two inches from the TV screen.  He loves to dance to the music.
Happy TGIF, everyone! Hope you got to dance, too, maybe when nobody was looking.

Day Fifty Two 2013

Popped into Hobby Lobby right after lunch today with the urge to browse, which I never seem to do there. Seems I’m usually in there on a quest for something specific like a picture frame or a piece for a project I’m working on. They offer such cool and interesting stuff~~like this bold eye candy sofa and stools which I’d probably never have the guts to buy. It caught my eye (whimsical things usually do)  so I took it home with me in a picture. I also appreciate Hobby Lobby’s strong Christian based ideals and the things they offer in their store that feed the soul as well as the mind. No, this is not a paid advertisement. I’m just sayin’.

Day Fifty One 2013

Randomness. again.

Afternoon out my front door

Two of my favorite things~stained glass and a book of quotes.

I tried a new slow cooker recipe for supper~sausage and black bean soup.  It was yummy.

Always do whatever’s next.
~George Carlin  
[random quote for the middle of the week]

Day Fifty 2013

Randomness

Taking the back road home

I love a sunny blue sky day

Windy today, like March, only it’s not. Yet.

Grandson ‘Gangsta’ Elijah after school (he said he was wearing his hat like a gangsta, so he gave me a gangsta face and some gangsta moves)

Juicy navel orange slices ended up in a fruit salad for supper tonight. Good stuff.
Hope there was some good stuff in your Tuesday. Especially the random kind.