The Rocking Chair

When I was a little girl, I would often go spend the weekend with my grandmother. She had two rocking chairs in her bedroom that sat side by side. One was your average adult size chair. The other was smaller, not kid size exactly, but a little bigger. I know, it sounds a little Goldilock-ish. I kinda felt like Goldilocks, because the smaller size chair was just right for me.I don’t think anyone knew for sure where my grandmother had gotten the chair, but it was always assumed that it had been passed down from my great grandmother.So to me, I felt extra special sitting in it.

We had a lot of great times while sitting in those chairs together, reading the latest Garfield book she had bought me ( I was a Garfield fanatic, yep even had Garfield sheets, lunch box and I must confess….a Garfield phone when I was older), playing with my dolls and watching our favorite tv shows together.

I know what you are thinking, did you and your grandmother ever go out of the house? Did you just spend all of your time sitting in chairs?

The answer is, no of course not. We did all kinds of other things together, but that could be for a future story post.

When my grandmother passed away several years ago, one of the things she wanted me to have was, you guessed it…the rocking chair.

At the time I had no place to keep it, so my mom kept it for me at her house. Sadly, the chair was so old that is was starting to fall apart. Then one day my step dad came to the house and said he had a present that his brother had made for me.

He pulled out this cool looking jewlery holder, but it wasn’t just any wooden jewlery holder. It was from my grandmother’s rocking chair…my rocking chair.

You see, his brother was a master at making things out of wood. My mom and step dad told him about the chair. He found away to turn it into something that I could use and have close by that would still hold all those memories from long ago.


Thank you Aubry! Words can not express!

Back To Life

It’s hard to believe that it’s been a little over 3 years since I have last posted anything here. For a few years I had been dealing with very painful arthritis in my knees. It became so bad that I was in constant pain. I started to let a lot of my favorite things slide, for instance, this blog. To be honest, I just didn’t seem to have it in me any more.

Long story short, a year ago I ended up seeing an orthopedic surgeon and had both knees replaced. After a few months of therapy, help and support from hubby and my family, I started to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I can now do things that I have not been able to do in years, like cooking (which I love), walking with my hubby around town…just enjoying life.


So now I am going to blow the dust off this place and maybe try once again to bring some life to it. I hope you decide to come along with me.


The Sky is Falling

Yesterday afternoon was a big day for us Southerners, it started snowing.



I know for you that live in the North, it’s not a big thing, even my hubby laughs at us scrambling around the grocery stores at even the smallest of hint of an inch or so of the white stuff. It is rather humorous, but it’s rare for us to get snow here. When hubby and I were dating, he thought I was exagerating when I told him that even an inch of snow on the ground would create mass panic at the grocery stores….everyone grabing their share of bread and milk….schools start closing before the snow hits the ground then will be closed the next day, as well as some businesses. He would tell me tales of how he would have to dig out his car and shovel the driveway. Down here there is no digging out because everything pretty much closes. After he moved down here, and lived through his first Southern snow fall 5 years ago, he knew I was telling the truth.

Yes, it does seem strange to some, but there is nothing like that feeling of excitement and hearing the laughter of children that are experiencing snow for the first time. Not to mention we get a day off from work and can sit back and enjoy a day of doing nothing at all.

Now I think I will grab another cup of coffee, huddle under a comfy blanket and watch movies all day.

It’s a Shiny Wee Christmas Tree Charlie Brown

Back when hubby and I were dating, he still lived in Massachusetts and I lived here in the South. We would fly back and forth to see each other as often as we could, which was about every few months or so. One year I went up there to spend Thanksgiving with him, his mom and friends. Knowing that Christmas was right around the corner, but we would not be together then, we decided to make this holiday a Thanksgiving with a twist of Christmas.

We were actually planing on our Thanksgiving dinner the day after, because not everyone was going to be able to be together on the actual day. It didn’t matter that it was going to be a day late. What was important was just being able to be together with family and friends. So on Thanksgiving day, of course everything was closed, but this one little convenience store. So we got two little Digiorno pizzas for dinner. As we sat down to dine on our pizzas, he pulls out this little Christmas tree. It’s all colorful and shiny. He said he wanted to find a traditional miniature tree but couldn’t find one. He did, however find this one where he worked. I thought it was the cutest thing I had ever seen. Not just because it was small and shiny, but because he really wanted to make this day for us special.

Now, 4 years later we have had several Thanksgivings and Christmas spent together in our own home. Yes, that little tree had been packed in a suitcase, flown back to the South, tucked in closet until we pull it out each year. The shiny isn’t so shiny anymore and some of the branches droop, but to me, it will always be special because it reminds me of our first Thanksgiving together….with a twist of Christmas.


Now, as I stood over that tree trying my best to take a picture for this post, pondering on that sentimental day those years ago, what do I see as I snap the first picture…..our cat who has jumped onto the table and tries to drag the tree for a play toy. This picture kinda reminded me of when Godzilla decimated a small town.


Happy Holidays to you all. May your holiday be filled with shiny, sentimental joy.

Home Again

So now that mom is newly married and they bought a cute little house, my childhood home is now mine and hubby’s. It took a few weeks, but with some help,  we got all of mom’s stuff moved out…it’s amazing what can accumulate in 37 years….and our stuff from storage moved in. now the semi renovating begins. Well, renovating while on a very tight budget. I now find myself looking through pintrest and Home Depot how to DYI  tips. This should be interesting to say the least. So I guess now the adventure of combing through yard sale items, going to consignment shops and spending countless hours wondering what color paint to use and where begins. We are looking forward to making this house our own, but I have a feeling we are going to need that big bottle of Aleve. And maybe a drink or two along the way can’t hurt either. So may the adventure begin……

Wedding Bells Part 3 : Wedding day

Saturday, the big day had arrived….arrived with morning thunder and a wall of rain. None of us were surprised I have to say, even mom didn’t let it get her down.  I think she even mentioned something about decorating that ark with wedding hoopla. Thankfully, the rain did slack off enough for us to make it to the house where the wedding was going to be held.


There would be no rose garden wedding, but the sweet lady who owned the house fixed it up rather lovely. It looked like the inside of a cozy English cottage.

There was much laughter and shedding a tear or two as I helped my mom get ready for her wedding. Almost 4 years ago she was helping me with mine. The ceremony was sweet and simple, just the way they wanted it to be.

Afterwards we ate and gathered as a family, some new but now family and just as important and just as loved.


The cupcakes were a huge hit. We had to hurry and take the picture before they are all gone, which seriously if you had blinked they would have been.


The cake for the bride and groom was beautiful as well, and tasty too I might add. Good thing we had non sugary foods to combat the sugar coma.

At the end of the day, looking back we all agreed that it couldn’t have gone any better. Mom was happy and starting a new, much deserved happy journey of her  life. I have to say I’m so thankful to be apart of it.

And no one has to know about the cupcakes me, hubby and my godmother smuggled out for later. *whistles softly as the lights fade*


Wedding Bells Part 2

So the wedding day is only a week away and we have pretty much wrapped up all the plotting and planning. The perfect dress has been bought. yes, there was much squealing, ooo -ing and awww-ing. No, I didn’t take a picture of the dress because the bride has to have some surprises left.

The food has been taken care of, well what we can do until the day before. The wedding favors for all the guests have been packed..which of course are over at my godmothers and wouldn’t you know it, I was going to take a nice picture of them but of course who would forget her camera….yep that’s me. Picture if you will cute little clear plastic boxes shaped like umbrellas for the guests and one in the shape of a wedding dress and suit for the bride and groom. Inside those cute little boxes are delicious chocolate candies. Yes, I know what you are thinking…umbrellas? for wedding favors? For the past 2 months it has pretty much rained every day. So much so that trees have been uprooted, lakes have been over flowing and well…this pretty much  says it all…


So when we saw the umbrella boxes we thought how cute and appropriate. What can I say, we all have a sense of humor, wedding guests included.  We are, however, keeping our fingers crossed that maybe the day of the wedding will be rain free. At least for a few hours because the wedding is supposed to be held in a very lovely garden adorned all in tea roses.


But if the rain continues, we will make it just as lovely indoors.

I guess that means we might have more planing to do.