Skip to main content

Just a tiny drop in the bucket...

Okay, here I go. Sending my tiny words into the big universe. Hoping to amuse and maybe comfort, at the very least myself.

I spent the day trashing the house. Seriously. Big yard sale this weekend and I need to know what to sell. So I can buy more. Just not the same junque. New junque. I'll be parting ways with a few tole trays that just can't cut it any more. Bye bye. I want to be done with the shuffling of stuff. Closing the business & moving means I've done nothing but pack, unpack, move, shuffle, donate, and still feel ill when seeing the pile of shabbyshit in the garage. Frank's garage to be exact. My stuff in his space. Bad combo.

Tonight watched C's dance rehearsal. There's nothing like it - the hours of seeing them in the studio - struggling, and put them on the stage and it looks so much better. They all nailed it. As well as any 6 & 7 year olds can nail a performance. Liv stood in the aisle and did the finale routine with them. Mom came and was thrilled. She was thrilled to see a gal in toe shoes. I told her she should show them her feet and damage done many years ago w/ them. She laughed. I don't think she's ever regretted a moment of her dance experiences. Her surgery is this Thursday btw.

Popular posts from this blog

You be mine

I am seriously in love with this stack of vintage pretties.  My favorite is this quaint hankie!!

 Flea market find. All mine.  For - drum roll - $10!  An entire Marshall's shopping bag full. Luckily my partner in crime has eagle eyes for boxes of neglected old stuff.  Stay tuned to see what they become later!!

Omgosh Vegan Banana Cake

So. I have been MIA for almost an entire year in blog days.  I can hear the crickets. Nah, even they have left the building.  But, I am not a quitter.  Regardless of what you may have heard!  So I am back with a mission. I want to capture my recipes here. Yawn. I know. Food blog so 5 years ago.  But, it is for me. So I can have an actual record of my successful vegan offerings. I know. Vegan.  Yuck. Right?  How did that happen?  One daughter with a soul for kindness and ethical treatment of animals.  The rest of us are just vegetarians.  We are shamefully consuming butter, eggs and cheese. Not often. Just enough to gorge ourselves with our favorite pizza. And cookies. So the vegan child doesn't waste away to her birth weight, I am on a mission to redo our recipes into really good vegan offerings.  So. Warm from the oven on a brisk Autumn eve, banana cake.

It is a yummy first attempt.  I can't believe I am saying this but I will cut the sugar next time.  Crazy, huh?  I didn…

Pretty in pink...

Cotton shirts.  Love 'em. Usually can't wear 'em.  Too tight. Pull at the boobs.  Or, shrink in the first wash.  And being a plus size gal, I need some softness and movement to keep an illusion of me.  Reality in a stiff button up, not so pretty. So, an old linens table cloth, so soft. Nicely torn for texture. And an old soft lace cafe curtain.

Stella, my model, is asymmetrical so it appears wonky.