>> Tuesday, August 25
Check out this tutorial from Natalie Lymer's Cinderberry Stitches!
Her blue wrens nest pattern is so delightful!
Check out this tutorial from Natalie Lymer's Cinderberry Stitches!
Her blue wrens nest pattern is so delightful!
Recipe - Cafe Latte Turtle Cake - MixingBowl.com
Classic turtle candy taste in a cake!
Prep time: 10 minutes
Cook time: 40-45 minutes
Total time: 1 hour
2/3 c. vegetable oil
1 c. buttermilk
2 c. flour
1 3/4 c. sugar
1/2 c. cocoa
1 tsp. salt
1 tbsp. baking soda
1 c. hot coffee
1 c. sugar
1/3 c. milk
5 tbsp. butter
1 1/2 c. chocolate chips
1/2 c. caramel topping
1 c. toasted pecans
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Grease a 9 by 13-inch pan.
Combine egg, oil and buttermilk. In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, cocoa, salt and baking soda. Combine the egg mixture and the flour mixture, mixing well. Slowly mix in hot coffee. Turn into prepared pan and bake 40 to 45 minutes. Frost when cooled.
Frosting: Mix sugar and milk in a saucepan, add butter and bring to a boil. Put chocolate chips in a bowl, pour hot mixture over them and mix until smooth. Spread over cooled cake. Drizzle caramel topping over the frosting and crunch toasted pecans over the caramel with your hand.
Okay, anything with turtle and coffee and nuts MUST be scrumptious!
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Time for romance!
I found a so cool new website that offers free blog tools, backgrounds, headers, buttons, etc!
Head on over to Shabby Blogs for the totally gorgeous freebies!
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Check out these samples:
For cool fonts, Kevin and Amanda will show you how!
A treasury of colors to lift your heart!
Seen on Craft Cult, created by Mia Beads.
Every crafter knows the challenge of keeping your supplies organized and in one place if possible. I myself have to set aside an hour every 2 weeks or so to sort out my supplies which fall under many many categories.
I have fabric.
My fabric, my son's fabric, my mother-in-law's fabric.
I have uncut fabric, recycled fabric, fabric in the middle on its creative life, scrap fabric.
I have beads.
Glass beads, gemstones, crystals, plastic, vintage.
I have findings: brass, silver tone, gold tone, wire, tools.
I have packaging supplies: bubble mailers, bubble wrap, boxes, UPS boxes, tissue paper, tags, clear polybags.
And I have the actual items for sale:
vintage findings/jewelry (in 2 rolling carts)
vintage glass ware
vintage books/book pages
necklaces, earrings, bracelets, pendants, brooches, bobby pins, magnets.
The list goes on!
I found this article on Craftzine.com and the lady organized all her supplies in one rolling cart!
If I only were so clever!
Read more about it here.
"Legally Blond" with Reese Witherspoon is the perfect Saturday rerun movie with the kids the weekend before school starts! Extending for one more night the moratorium on the 9 pm bedtime that would quite hard to impose come tomorrow night.
I have enjoyed this movie enough to have seen it several times. It has conflict and humor, heartwarming lessons, a happy ending, gorgeous clothes and a killer happy song!
"Happy Day" by Hoku from Legally Blond
Read the synopsis from IMDB.
Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon) has it all. She's the president of her sorority, a Hawaiian Tropic girl, Miss June in her campus calendar, and, above all, a natural blonde. She dates the cutest fraternity boy on campus and wants nothing more than to be Mrs. Warner Huntington III. But, there's just one thing stopping Warner (Matthew Davis) from popping the question: Elle is too blonde. Growing up across the street from Aaron Spelling might mean something in LA, but nothing to Warner's East-Coast blue blood family. So, when Warner packs up for Harvard Law and reunites with an old sweetheart from prep school, Elle rallies all her resources and gets into Harvard, determined to win him back. But law school is a far cry from the comforts of her poolside and the mall. Elle must wage the battle of her life, for her guy, for herself and for all the blondes who suffer endless indignities everyday. Written by email@example.com
"Metaphorically, the child carries in her heart the suitcase for her life journey packed by her mother. What she needs to find in this suitcase is unconditional love and positive regard."
This is what I thank my mother for.
If you bungle raising your children, nothing else in life matters.
Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis
If there is anything we wish to change in the child, we should first examine it and see whether it is not something that could better be changed in ourselves.
There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.
The mother's lap is the child's first classroom.
This from THE TOILET PAPER
Remember the Time
Michael Jackson 1958-2009
June 26th, 2009
The first time I saw Michael Jackson moonwalk, I remember thinking, "Oh my God, Jesus is black!" Nerd, punk, jock, burgeoning white supremacist, it didn’t matter — there wasn’t a kid in school who didn’t own Thriller. Michael had Eddie shred on "Beat It," danced with badass zombies in a killer video, and dated Brooke Shields. The man could do no wrong. Then things went shithouse crazy.
Michael started carrying Emmanuel Lewis around like a Cabbage Patch doll, took his chimp, Bubbles, to award shows, and started dressing like a hip-hop Liberace. He changed noses like pants, became best friends with Elizabeth Taylor, and built his very own theme park behind his house. Weird? You bet your Elephant Man bone collection. But Michael’s music was — and still is — nothing short of phenomenal.
The amount one of Jackson's iconic bejeweled white glove sold for in 2006. The original was to be auctioned off in April 2009. The auction was canceled. Who knows what the world's most bitchin' oven mitt will go for now?
Meaning "I dance" in Duala, an African language
Michael famously used an iteration of the word in his song "Wanna Be Startin’ Something," when he chanted, "Mama-se, mama-sa, ma-ma-koo-sa" near the end of the track. Timmy McCanter, you were right, my friend: he is not singing: "mama said mama saw keep my socks on." Apologies for the beating.
Michael has a patent for the antigravity lean. The technique was debuted in the "Smooth Criminal" video. Jackson created the move using specially constructed shoes that allowed him to lean forward at an impossibly sharp angle. Michael never filed a patent for another classic move, the upward scrotal tug.
The Bottom Line From The Thinking Man
Michael Jackson: an imperfect man, nonpareil entertainer, and forever the King of Pop.
Smooth Criminal from YouTube
My mom retired after nearly 20 years of working for the state of California as a dietician. Her first stint was in Porterville, a small, sleepy town south of Fresno in the Central Valley. That is how I came to live in CA. She moved to CA for that job from Reno and I moved in with her soon after. A divorce and bad memories made me want to start a fresh new life in the Central Valley. After Porterville, she worked in Sonoma then Coalinga. State hospitals were always in need of dieticians who were willing to live in small remote towns.
Last year, she retired and moved back to Reno with my brother. No amount of convincing would make her move in with me here in hot, humid, sticky Florida with all our nice beaches and multiple flea markets. My mom and I share the love for antiques and had the time of our lives poking around at yard sales and flea markets in CA. Most of the bowls, quilts, ironstone, plates, etc. that I own today were purchased in CA. (My poor husband had to drive the biggest U-haul they had across country towing his Explorer from CA to FL when we moved.)
My mom and I also shared the love of cooking and baking. Mine mysteriously blossomed when I had kids. I had to cook and bake for a family of four. Yet I love baking and cooking for my family, I like the way their eyes light up with simple dishes and brownies from the box.
When my mom comes to visit, it usually isn't to relax (well, that's secondary). It is mainly to cook for me. A week before she arrived, I went to the commissary with my father-in-law to stock up on meats and supplies.
This time, not only did she cook about 16 dishes for me which I promptly labeled and stored in my extra freezer, she also came to "teach" me how to bake. Well, I had been baking for many many years. When I was growing up, I helped my parents with their catering business. Christmas vacation meant baking, packaging, delivery fruit cakes, pies, specialty dishes.
Not having baked from scratch for years, my mom came to give me a refresher course.
She asked me if I had a mixer. I showed her my little hand held Betty Crocker (my husband's really from his bachelor days) and we shook our heads. No, that wouldn't do.
So for my birthday and Christmas, my mom splurged and bought me a 6 quart KitchenAide mixer in groovy vintage style pale pistachio!
It's quite ironic because I had bought her a KitchenAide mixer a long time ago for her birthday. And she still uses it today.
We went to the outlets in St. Augustine and in the kitchen store, we found refurbished mixers for about 1/2 the price of a brand new one.
So now, I am a proud owner of a new pastel colored professional quality mixer! Whoopee!
The origin of "Lalo."
Grandmother in Tagalog is "Lola." When my older son tried to pronounce that word, he couldn't quite wrap his baby brain around it and it came out "Lalo." This, for the woman who gave hin his first bath, who hand fed him peeled sliced grapes and changed countless diapers.
His cousins still don't understand why my mom is "Lalo."
I found this article in Apartment Therapy about a lady named Laura, a professional organizer, who elegantly converted 250 square feet of apartment into a livable, attractive, cozy home for herself!
I admire her creativity and attitude that small is better!
Read the story and more inspiring decorating stories here.
For the longest time, I had the very basic of all phones from T-Mobile. I didn't need all the fancy applications, I didn't need internet access, I didn't need texting. I actually have a Blackberry that I tried and did not like (mainly because it did not fit into my small phone pouch that attached to my purse). My husband and I had T-moblie for more than 10 years, we were fine and dandy with our gazillion shared minutes.
Then my older son, at the ripe old age of 12 decided he needed a phone. For what? I ask. For emergencies mom! He replies. So we go to the T-Mobile store to pick up a new phone for him. He needed a camera, texting, etc.
It was no problem to add him to our family plan for more bucks of course.
But lo and behold! I looked and looked and looked at the new phones! After a few months, I finally decided I would like a phone that could take pictures. It will make me a better blogger, I thought.
So, I got the free with rebate hot rod red TM510 phone with camera, video, texting (I still don't need this) and groovy ringtones!
Now if I can only figure out to get the pictures and videos I took downloaded to my PC without using the Bluetooth.
Yes, I could take the looking important option and use the wireless little thingy that goes in your ear Bluetooth headset.
But not today, not yet anyway.
My old phone, my new phone.
Silhouette designs from Dover Publishing, free today!
My mother-in-law and younger son embarked on this adventure to sew me a customized hand made fabric purse. They carefully prepared their templates, decided on the fabric, made a lot of trials and errors and finally, I have a new, made just for me, one of a kind purse!
Cutting the fabric, sewing the base.
My son learns to use a sewing machine.
My mother-in-law helps and give direction.
I love my new purse!