Planting Day

This is my windowbox.  We paid a whole lot of $$$$$ for this piece of crap.  It came with a lifetime warranty.  Sure it did.  We babied it last year and made it work, but this year the entire top was rotting and it no workie.  I went to Lowe’s and geez as in Louise, … Read more

Raising The Barre

I was taking Mallie Bee to dance and she was telling me there’s been some crack-a-lackin going on at ballet.  Her teachers are a husband and wife team who were professional ballet dancers, and they do not suffer slackers.  You’d better pay attention and work harder than you’ve ever worked in their classes or you … Read more

Mother The Mother

I’ve written about my thrifty ways enough for you to probably think I am a cheapskate.  I am not.  I spend more than I should and have a frequent chat with myself about wants vs. needs. I started working retail when the kids were little because the schedule was flexible.  While employed at small businesses, … Read more

A Wandering Soul

You may remember reading about my Irish friend here.  He has Alzheimers and I sometimes see him on my morning walk.  He says things to me like “Top of the morning” and “That’s a mighty fine dog you’ve got there.” He starts my day with a pitter-pat. I was out walking and he was standing … Read more

A Super Cut

When The Big Daddy was in graduate school, I worked for a bank.  Two of the girls I worked with always had cute hair and so I asked them who their stylist was.  They raved about this guy with the magic touch and one of them was his hair model for stylist competitions. I had … Read more

Liz & Me

On Saturday, I dragged The Big Daddy to an estate sale.  To me this is the most fun a person can have.  To The Big Daddy this is like prepping for a colonoscopy. I had checked out the sale the day before with the intent of going back when things were 50% off, so I … Read more

Friends In All The Right Places

Long before I started doing this vintage/repurposing thing as a business, people would tell me about a cool piece of furniture on some curb that they thought I might like.  How did they know this?  Well, my driveway is a dead giveaway of somebody who can’t help herself from cleaning, sanding, staining and painting the … Read more