Thursday, January 29, 2015

The Interview

find it here

The company I work for is being taken over and today was the long awaited day to sit with the H.R. person and find out what my pay would be.  This is the health care field and I don't care where you stand by now we all must realize costs with Obama Care are going up. I was of course hoping against the tide for a bit more money. The proposal was for me to make an increase of 23 cents an hour.  I was telling the lovely H.R. person who seemed to be very excited to present me with this offer that it was unacceptable.  I was worth more.  I declined to sign it and it will go back with my impressive job description to be reconsidered. 
While this was playing out I was fiddling with my hair. A nervous habit of mine. Something very hard and sticky was in my hair. The H.R. person was watching me intently. 
We continued to chat while I picked the sharp stickiness out of my hair and tried to bring it to my pocket. The conversation had come to it's end and I shook H.R.'s hand and left. In the hallway I reached into my pocket and pulled out the lump. It was a bright yellow Lemon Ricola Cough Drop. It had been stuck in my hair all morning.  My grandson got into my cough drops this a.m. and must have deposited it there when he hugged me goodbye. 
Dear Universe,
The next time you send me out on a mission where I have to stand up for my rights please tell me first about the cough drop you have stuck to the side of my head. 
and here as promised a picture of me with my new glasses.

What have you been up doing this week?
If I do get the 23 cents increase I will put it in here.

Mouse Bank

My Mother told me not to be "puffed up". It's in the Bible.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Big Sad Eyes

the broken frames
The adventure of the broken glasses. I lost my best glasses. Fortunately I had an old pair (pre-cataract surgery) that kind of worked so I have been wearing them. Wore them until they broke. Skip crazy glued a new arm to the temple cause he's a really nice guy. 
I have been wearing them a couple of months now. With a generous Christmas gift I was able to go to the eye DR for an exam and new glasses. It sounde like a simple solution. Until I met this...

and then this...

and the New Eye Dr that I'd never met before....
This is how things went.

So I go in and get in the chair .. The Dr raises the chair up and I have to put my eyes up to that gizmo you look through to read the chart. Can you see this, or is this one better....the chair starts to sink. I crane my neck to try and read... I can't see it..... Okay he adjusts the chair.... can you see this or is this one better? chair slowly sinks as my neck slowly stretches up trying to see.... I think the first one is better , but I can't see...
Dr. well I don't know what's wrong. You can't see it? let me adjust the chair.... okay this one or is this one better.....
me.... chair sinking.... the first one no the second one. oh hell I can't see it. neck stretched to the limits and pushing myself up on the armrests...
Dr..... what is the problem? you can't see? 
Me... No is it the chair?
Dr.... I raised it..
Me... it's sinking.
Dr. I'll raise it again hold on... adjusts chair. OK  this one or this one?
Me... thinking I am in a Tim Conway and Carol Burnett chair sinks.....I can't seeeeeeee....
Dr..... I feel the chair brushing against my leg. 
Dr... Is it still Monday? Is it Monday again? 
Me.... laughing hysterically no it feels like Monday something is wrong with the chair I can't see.
Dr. ..gets up and walks behind the chair... Let me look at the chair....
Dr... Something smells back here....
Me.... thinking I don't smell it's not me....
Dr....there is fluid on the floor.....
Me..... ready to pee myself.....
Dr. ... Oh it really smells. Oh it's Hydraulic Fluid all over the floor. The chair is leaking Hydraulic fluid.....
Me..... doubled over crying and laughing... ,,,,
Dr.,,,, I am so sorry. It isn't you it's the chair. This must be Monday.  I'm so embarrassed really I've had this chair since 2003 and this never happened to me before.
Me... Really?  Cause things like this happen to me all the time!
We have to wait for another room to open up with an unbroken chair. so I can get my exam. 
The Dr does this whole impression of me stretching my neck saying... you just kept doing this...stretches neck...and I kept wondering what is wrong with her?
My trip to the new eye Dr's. One more week and I go back to pick up my glasses.
Sad Eyes Craning my neck
and wait for it....
Sad Eyes Lowering My Neck
When my glasses are here I will post a really nice picture. 
What have you been up to?
Thank you (you know who you are) for my new glasses.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Here's To 64

Birthdays are one day of the year when I'd really like my Mom to bake me a cake. The chocolate devils food baked in the aluminum tube pan with mocha icing smeared all over it in a thick layer. 
Miss you so much Mom.


Thursday, January 1, 2015

Ringing It In

Cheers to a happy new year 2015
Raising my new fav vintage glass that I thrifted on Tuesday just in time to make a toast.
The old year ended on a perfect note with the birth of my 4th grandson. He is already outgrowing his 3 month clothes having arrived at a whopping 10 pound 10.3 ounces!
Introducing Peter!
 I am glad I didn't knit anything tiny for him and I wish I had made his Fox Quilt a tad bigger. He is perfect in every way possible. He has two big brothers waiting for him to come home. 
Wishing you all a New Year of Peace, Joy and Sharing.

Friday, December 5, 2014

It's In Pieces

Quilting starts with pieces.
Spice Berry Cottage
Snips and sorting...

stitch in the ditch

Arranging quilt pieces. A new little one will be arriving soon.
away in the manger

Our new little ones Great Gramma
Mum's bias tapes
ready for a binding
In need of a binding. Without enough fabric left to make my own bias tape. 
Mum came to the rescue with a bag full of bindings stored in her sewing box.

Our new little baby will have warm bedding.
All the parts were assembled.

Everything is part of the Whole Plan.

Preparing for the Season of Christmas.  The promise of blessings to come.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

November Celebrations

First and foremost the kids were all adorable on Halloween.

Elsa and Fireman South Station

Fireman North Station
Dusty Cropper

And then there were my matching socks. 

Never in history has this knitter made socks that match and fit. Thanks to  Vanilla Latte Socks and  Knit Picks Felici in Spring Mix. This was over the top exciting.

To add some excitement to the Thanksgiving table I have this funky Turkey Platter
Fun Turkey Platter from WeeLambieVintage
Bring on the fun this year in bright retro Mid Century color and design.
Mid Century Modern from RetrouverBiz

Fun all the way around. Kids, Costumes, Turkey, Mid Century Serving Pieces in Bright Colors and Happy Socks.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Saving Vintage Memories

I went to an Estate sale on Casey Key, FL a couple of weeks ago.  It was in a mid century ranch over looking the Gulf of Mexico.  There are not many of these old homes left.  They have been bulldozed to make way for a plethora of mega mansions. In the home I found some treasures.  When I look through another's belongings it is often with a feeling of awe as I know I am looking at a lifetime of memories and history.
I found these tiny antique baby shoes.
Antique Baby Shoes from WeeLambieVintage

They had been saved and treasured by the owner of this home for decades.  I found them on the dresser.  So sweet they make me want to weep. I have photographed them here with a keepsake of my own.  The little plaster angel was my Mother's.  She hung it over her dresser next to her mirror for decades and now I keep it in my room.
Of course we can't save everything, but history is saving, remembering and sharing what we can.

How cherished these delicate celluloid baby rattles were to have been saved unbroken.
Antique Baby Rattles from WhimzyThyme
They would make a wonderful memento and decor for a new baby's nursery.  Sitting in a shadow box with some personnel photos a charming display piece could be created.

I was happy to learn that the little ranch house over looking the Gulf of Mexico would not be knocked down by the wrecking ball, but instead will be refurbished and kept as a guest cottage for the home behind it.  I walked away from that little sanctuary holding those darling white leather baby booties smiling to know the little cottage would remain.

Saving and collecting vintage and antiques is rewarding on many levels.
What will you save?
WeeLambie/ Anne