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check your expectations at the door.

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We're not big on logic

but there's no shortage of irony.

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 Nice is different than good.

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Oh and ...

I flunked charm school.

So what.

Can't write anything.

> Jennifer <

Causing considerable consternation
to many fine folk since 1957

Pepper and me ... Seattle 1962

  

In The Market, As It Were

 

 

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published by Kates-Boylston

Hoist The Colors

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Insist on yourself; never imitate.

Your own gift you can present

every moment

with the cumulative force

of a whole life’s cultivation;

but of the adopted talent of another

you have only an extemporaneous

half possession.

That which each can do best,

none but his Maker can teach him.

> Ralph Waldo Emerson <

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Represent:

The Black Velvet Coat

Belay That!

This blog does not contain and its author will not condone profanity, crude language, or verbal abuse. Commenters, you are welcome to speak your mind but do not cuss or I will delete either the word or your entire comment, depending on my mood. Continued use of bad words or inappropriate sentiments will result in the offending individual being banned, after which they'll be obliged to walk the plank. Thankee for your understanding and compliance.

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A Pistol With One Shot

Ecstatically shooting everything in sight using my beloved Nikon D3100 with AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm 1:3.5-5.6G VR kit lens and AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 G prime lens.

Also capturing outrageous beauty left and right with my Nikon D7000 blissfully married to my Nikkor 85mm f/1.4D AF prime glass. Don't be jeal.

And then there was the Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-200mm f:3.5-5.6G ED VR II zoom. We're done here.

Dying Is A Day Worth Living For

I am a taphophile

Word. Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

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Dying is a wild night

and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

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REMEMBRANCE

When I am gone

Please remember me

 As a heartfelt laugh,

 As a tenderness.

 Hold fast to the image of me

When my soul was on fire,

The light of love shining

Through my eyes.

Remember me when I was singing

And seemed to know my way.

Remember always

When we were together

And time stood still.

Remember most not what I did,

Or who I was;

Oh please remember me

For what I always desired to be:

A smile on the face of God.

David Robert Brooks

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 Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

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Keep To The Code

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You Want To Find This
The Promise Of Redemption

Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;

But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man's conscience in the sight of God.

But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:

In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus' sake.

For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

Always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body.

For we which live are alway delivered unto death for Jesus' sake, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our mortal flesh.

So then death worketh in us, but life in you.

We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I BELIEVED, AND THEREFORE HAVE I SPOKEN; we also believe, and therefore speak;

Knowing that he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus, and shall present us with you.

For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might through the thanksgiving of many redound to the glory of God.

For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

II Corinthians 4

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THE DREAMERS

In the dawn of the day of ages,
 In the youth of a wondrous race,
 'Twas the dreamer who saw the marvel,
 'Twas the dreamer who saw God's face.


On the mountains and in the valleys,
By the banks of the crystal stream,
He wandered whose eyes grew heavy
With the grandeur of his dream.

The seer whose grave none knoweth,
The leader who rent the sea,
The lover of men who, smiling,
Walked safe on Galilee --

All dreamed their dreams and whispered
To the weary and worn and sad
Of a vision that passeth knowledge.
They said to the world: "Be glad!

"Be glad for the words we utter,
Be glad for the dreams we dream;
Be glad, for the shadows fleeing
Shall let God's sunlight beam."

But the dreams and the dreamers vanish,
The world with its cares grows old;
The night, with the stars that gem it,
Is passing fair, but cold.

What light in the heavens shining
Shall the eye of the dreamer see?
Was the glory of old a phantom,
The wraith of a mockery?

Oh, man, with your soul that crieth
In gloom for a guiding gleam,
To you are the voices speaking
Of those who dream their dream.

If their vision be false and fleeting,
If its glory delude their sight --
Ah, well, 'tis a dream shall brighten
The long, dark hours of night.

> Edward Sims Van Zile <

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Freedom is a fragile thing and is never more than one generation away from extinction. It is not ours by inheritance; it must be fought for and defended constantly by each generation, for it comes only once to a people. Those who have known freedom and then lost it, have never known it again.

~ Ronald Reagan

Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Not Without My Effects

My Compass Works Fine

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Tuesday
Feb272024

Speaking of which

Our Mike in Greenville

A week ago last Saturday, a bunch of us went to Greenville.

That's a less-than-two-hour drive from Columbia.

The reason for our excursion was for Mike to meet my relatives who live there: my big sister Kay, her husband, Pierre-Philippe, and of course Henry, my mother's widower. I have two nieces and a nephew who live there too, and Mike met one of my nieces -- Susanna.

In one car it was Mike, Audrey, and Dagny -- hereafter collectively known as Maudag.

In the other car -- mine -- was me, Erica, and Baby Elliot.

Dagny was put to work grinding coffee beans

TG went in the other direction, to Charleston, that day, to see a basketball game at his alma mater, The Citadel.

Rhett stayed at home with his dad, Chad, who is using all of his spare time to complete a room he is building onto their house.

It's going to be pretty great when it's done, and he's getting it closer to completion.

We set out mid-morning, bound for my sister's house first, where we were set to have coffee, with coffee cake supplied by me.

Which meant I had to make a stop to buy said treat, and as it turned out I paid too much.

Audrey got her hands on Baby Elliot

Hint: If you need a coffee cake, go to either Walmart or Aldi. The exact same thing will be significantly cheaper -- as in, half as much -- than what you'll find at any other grocery store.

Anyway, no big deal but I did stop and buy the cakes and when Erica and I arrived at Kay's, Maudag were already there and the introductions had been made.

My brother-in-law put Dagny to work grinding the beans that he would use to make our coffee in a French press.

Then he made one pot of strong, hot coffee, and then another, so that there would be plenty.

We had our cake and coffee and about an hour of pleasant conversation.

I paid too much for these but they were really good

In addition to it being her first time to meet Mike, my sister had also not yet met Baby Elliot, who is five months old. She was still in cancer treatments when he was born, and has since been recovering from those.

She's doing well and in anticipation of seeing TG's and my youngest grandson for the first time, she had bought him some teething toys in the shape of tools. 

They came with ribbons and clamps to attach the teethers to his clothing.

He's been munching and drooling on those teethy tools ever since.

That visit concluded, we hugged and kissed our goodbyes and drove the three-or-so miles to Henry's house.

My sister had bought Baby Elliot some teething tools

He was waiting for us, and we had a nice time chatting with him.

He and Mike sat in Henry's sunroom slash home office and conversed for about twenty minutes while we girls rested in my mother's great room, which still looks exactly as it did when she was alive.

Henry had pulled some books and other materials and made piles on the dining table, for each of us girls to take.

Mine included a few coffee table books I had given to my mother in the past, and a picture album.

He hadn't planned on parting with the mirror-framed portrait of Kay and me and our mother taken in late 1958 or early 1959 just yet, but when I was showing it to Mike, Henry insisted that I go ahead and take the picture home with me, along with its wrought iron easel.

Elliot is partial to the blue hammer

My mother gave me a copy of this picture many years ago but to my shame I must admit that I don't know where it is. Probably packed away somewhere.

So now I have the splendid photograph in its splendid frame, and it is on display in my front room.

Speaking of the front room, we've made other changes there.

For many years the far wall -- even the chair rail -- was painted black, and a I used it as a photo backdrop.

Then for several years I erected an actual temporary backdrop framework and hung various photographic backdrops there, for various occasions.

Dagny posed first with her Great-Uncle Philippe ...

In recent years I'd moved the whole thing forward about twenty inches so that I could store seasonal decoration bins behind the backdrop. 

These were apart from my Christmas bins, which are huge and heavy, which for all the years since we moved into this house in 2005, were stored in the attic.

The problem with that was that the bins were much too heavy for TG to move down from the attic each fall, by himself. And I'm sure you know that I was no help.

For the past several years, Chad has always come over to help TG get the Christmas bins down, and then to put them back up there in January.

It was a huge hassle. And storing the rest of the (much smaller and lighter) seasonal bins behind the photo backdrop was not exactly an elegant solution either.

... and then with her Great-Aunt Kay

If you didn't already know they were there you would never know they were there unless you went prowling around back there, which no one ever did ... but still.

Another hassle was two sheds -- well, more like one shed and one much smaller shed-like outdoor storage cabinet -- that we inherited from the previous owner of our house, out back by the pool.

The cabinet one stored TG's pool supplies and the larger shed was just full of pool toys and tiki torches and similar junk.

Also the doors would no longer stay closed on the larger shed and we had to bungee-cord them shut.

Precious.

Heirloom photo of (L to R) me, my mother, and my sister

So, just before Christmas, TG ordered a new shed and took down the two old sheds.

Construction of the new shed was completed a few weeks ago, and all of my storage bins for all of the different seasons, are now stored in there. 

Enough room was left over for decor pieces I am not using right now, and related stuff that I can now retrieve easily just a few steps from the doors leading out to the pool.

(The last hurdle will be, our entire deck needs to be rebuilt. And that includes the decking platform upon which this new shed stands.)

(Chad and TG are going to redesign and rebuild the deck after Chad finishes with his and Erica's room addition.)

Front room with back wall repainted

Then, once all of the bins were out of the front room, TG painted that far wall the same color as the rest of the room, and we moved my mother's leather recliner into that space, along with an extra side table that had been in the sun room.

I say my mother's leather recliner because it was her special chair and she left it to me when she died in 2020.

It had been in the sun room where I normally sit when I am relaxing or working on my computer, only I did not sit in it because I have another chair out there that works better for me and my pets.

It's a chair-and-a-half, so it's large enough for all of us in that I can sit there with them and still have room to put my hands on this keyboard. If Sweetness the tuxedo cat is not sitting on it, that is.

Speaking of Sweetness, I had to swathe my mother's leather recliner in a quilt because she (Sweetness; not my mother) would not keep her claws off it and was threatening to ruin it.

It looks like a larger room now

Yes she has a TALL scratching post a few feet away from the chair and she knows better but, in the absence of supervision and being yelled at to get off, she would scratch the leather. 

As they say in one of the pirate movies, If we was any kind of decent, we would remove temptation from their path. And so that's what I did.

Funny story about the paint color in that front room, though, which color it has been since 2016 when we did a phase-one remodel.

Phases two (kitchen and powder room ceiling smoothing, repaint, and board-and-batten added), three (upstairs bathroom remodel), and four (master bed and bath complete remodel) took place in 2020, 2021, and 2023, respectively.

Phase five was just a few weeks ago when we removed the carpet from our TV room and added LVP flooring. I showed you pictures of that.

Sweetness threatened to destroy my mother's leather recliner

Phase six will be soon, when we replace the tile in our kitchen with the same LVP that's in the TV room.

Knowing me, there will additional phases until the cows come home or I am called home to heaven, whichever occurs first, and I will faithfully report on every aspect of same.

Anyway, back to the funny paint-color story. TG tutors a young lady whose parents sit in our front room together while the tutoring hour takes place in the kitchen, at our dining table.

I stay out of the way for the most part, but there have been times I have sat and chatted with the parents.

Several months ago, I am almost certain that TG told me that his student's parents wanted to know the name of the paint color in our front room.

Another comfortable place for you to sit

I remember searching and searching until I found it (what I don't remember is where I searched or where I found it), writing the information on an index card, and giving the card to TG to give to the couple when he saw them next.

Just after Christmas this year, when I wanted TG to paint the wall at the far end of our front room to match the rest of the room, I had to supply him with the name of the paint.

So I began searching (again, I thought), for that information. However. Not only could I not find it, but as I looked, I became certain that I had never found it in the first place, for the couple who I believed had asked for it.

In fact, I became convinced that I had dreamt the whole thing.

I even asked TG to ask them if they still had the index card I made for them, with the paint name on it.

For context, you can see this new seating area from my coffee cart

No, they said. They did not have that card.

They were here in my front room last night but i was tired and did not have any makeup on my face and I didn't feel like telling them that I may have dreamed that they wanted to know the name of the paint color on the walls of the room they were sitting in.

Yes I know that there are other ways to match paint colors; in fact, TG found the used can of paint and finished the room, so it appears that I flapped around about it for literally nothing, but still.

It worries me that I may have dreamed finding the name of that paint color and writing it on a card for TG's student's parents, and that it never happened at all except in my mind.

Maybe next time they're due to come over, I'll look presentable and we'll have that conversation.

My new robot vacuum leaves lovely lines on the carpet

I'll let you know. In the meantime, the name of the paint is Misty. By Sherwin Williams. Just in case you were wondering, and even if you weren't.

When we left Henry's house a week ago Saturday in Greenville, after visiting first with my sister and then with him, we headed down the road to Travelers Rest, where lies the cemetery in which my mother is buried.

After paying our respects at her grave, we hurried (because it was cold and windy) across the street to Northwest Grill, a Travelers Rest institution. 

The Northwest Grill is a hole-in-the-wall hamburger-and-fries and meat-and-three place where we almost always stop for a meal after visiting Mom's grave.

I wrote about it at least once, here.

I put her to work the first night I had her

From there we went to a nearby Starbucks for coffee, and then home. It was a most pleasant day and now Mike has met almost everyone except for several of my children's cousins who do not live in South Carolina.

Speaking of living in South Carolina and of cousins, one of my children's cousins -- my sister's daughter, Rebecca -- and her husband are soon to be moving to our state from South Bend, Indiana, where they have lived for many years.

Rebecca's husband is a doctor, and he has accepted an offer to serve as Director of this facility in Lexington, eight miles from my house.

We are thrilled and can't wait to be able to hang out more with Rebecca and her brood.

They will be moving to the area in June, but she will come to Greenville next week to see her family, and from there to Columbia where she will spend one night with us, and I will show her around.

We remodeled our bedroom last spring

Speaking of round, I made a purchase that I'm pretty excited about.

They say that nature abhors a vacuum, but I would change that to, Jenny the Pirate abhors vacuuming.

I told you recently that Audrey has cleaned my house every two weeks for the last ten years, since she has had her own house cleaning business.

But she is so busy now that she barely has time for me, and Dagny has been helping me.

I was already keeping up with things between Audrey's cleanings, but the big problem was always the floors.

You need some cork lights

There are so many of them.

And when you begin the task of sweeping and mopping a twenty-three-hundred-square-foot house, it instantly seems to grow to a five-thousand-square-foot house.

That's before it shrinks to a fifteen-hundred-square-foot house when they all come over at the same time.

In the past, more than once, I had been struck by, but always resisted, the urge to buy a robot vacuum.

But a few weeks ago, once again faced with a real deal on a super-fantastic robot vacuum, I succumbed.

The shed holds my decor bins, my wreaths, and lots of other things

It was this one. Except, when I bought it, it was one hundred twenty-nine dollars. I told you it was a real deal.

And although I don't think I would have wanted to pay any more than that amount for this nifty gadget, now I am wondering what I ever did without it.

I pick up drapery ends and so forth off the floor and put her on the wall-to-wall carpet in our room, and close the door.

When I come back twenty minutes later, the whole room is vacuumed -- even under the bed, where there is nothing but dust.

All those lovely vacuum lines are there.

The platform needs rebuilding, but that will have to wait a few weeks

I pick up everything off the tiled kitchen floor and put her down. Twenty minutes later, I come back with a Swiffer Wet mop, work for ten minutes more and, Bob's your uncle, the kitchen floor is squeaky.

She does the TV room and the sun room and carpeted bedrooms upstairs. I make her work every day except for Sunday.

When she's done and I empty the receptacle and see all the dust and dog hair she collected, I marvel and rejoice.

It's amazing. I'll never again be without a robot vacuum.

Tell me in the comments if you have any experience with one of these.

Cherica had perfect weather for their recent trip to Beaufort

Also tell me if you've ever heard of cork lights.

The plastic "cork" holds three tiny button batteries -- included when you buy these -- and then you stuff the fairy lights down into a bottle, and they twinkle beguilingly inside the bottle.

I was influenced to buy these by an account on Instagram that is devoted to upcycling tips.

They're positively charming and BTW they don't have to be shoved down into a bottle -- they can be put anywhere you need a string of fairy lights with an unobtrusive battery pack.

Speaking of positively charming, Cherica took a trip last week to beautiful Beaufort, South Carolina.

Rhett saw a marsh for the first time

It is situated in what's known as the South Carolina Lowcountry. And it's pronounced BYOU-fort, not BO-fort.

Chad had work responsibilities there but Erica had two days free to roam the area with the boys.

They have taken this trip before and Erica loves Beaufort. They had rented a cute Airbnb. The weather was ideal for being outside with littles.

Rhett wore his neon-green-and-navy-blue Spyder puffer vest -- a gift from Andrew and Brittany for Christmas -- and saw his first marsh.

Baby Elliot clung to his mother and enjoyed the fresh air.

The Lowcountry is Trump Country

Speaking of fresh air, Mike and Audrey -- Maudrey -- posed outside in front of Cherica's house, where Dagny would spend the evening, last Saturday night before they went out on a date.

They were going for a lovely dinner at Saluda's and then to a performance of American Rhapsody by the South Carolina Philharmonic.

And they had a truly wonderful time. Don't they make a handsome couple?

Mike is currently in China for two weeks, on business. All day yesterday I used FlightAware to track his travel path from Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport to Pudong International Airport in Shanghai -- a flight that took nearly sixteen hours.

He landed in Shanghai at about three o'clock this morning our time and is now thirteen hours ahead of us in time.

Maudrey on their way to the SC Philharmonic

I'm not an international traveler but it's interesting to know someone who is.

Have you ever been to China? Tell me in the comments, right after you tell me if you have, or have ever had, a robot vacuum, or any cork lights.

Or you can tell me anything you like.

Meanwhile we have been to yet another party but I'll tell you all about that, next time.

And that is all for now.

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Reader Comments (22)

Hello Jenny, first, I would like to thank you for stopping by my blog today and leaving such a precious comment. I love how God brings His children together.

This is my first time here, but I have thoroughly enjoyed myself! I will definitely become a regular reader here. You have a beautiful family. I appreciate your love of family and God. xx

February 27, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterDianna

@Dianna ... It's so great to see you! I saw a comment of yours on Mari's blog and decided I wanted to visit your blog and I am so glad I did! God is certainly good to us. I will look forward to getting to know you better through your blog. xoxo

February 27, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

I have not heard the term "cork lights" but will research it on Amazon. They look lovely and very interesting! No, we don't have a robot vacuum, but we have a very small house. You and your sister look so much alike! And Dagney seems to have grown so much since I last saw her, she is a young lady now. The recliner looks brand new! And the light beside it is so cool! I love the room, especially those beautiful blue chairs! What size would you call them? In between a chair and a love seat? Our granddaughter was adopted from China. I love your little coffee area!

February 27, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterGinny Hartzler

@Ginny ... just follow the link I gave for the cork lights! They are so cheap and such fun! I hope they have those little button batteries at Dollar Tree, for when I need them. Yes Dagny is going to be TEN in June and she looks less like a little kid every day! Those armless love seats seat two perfectly! So maybe a smallish love seat. Your granddaughter from China is darling. xoxo

February 27, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

Wow, you have been busy! What is it about vacuum lines that make a room feel elegant and clean? I think Dagny will always remember that coffee grinder, you need to get her one of her own as a family heirloom.

February 27, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterJim and Barb

@Jim and Barb ... I don't know what it is about the lines but I HATE to step on them and mess them up, hahaha! Yes wasn't Dagny precious grinding that coffee? She loves to drink coffee (and so does her mother, and so does Mike ... in fact so do all of us except for my TG who is stubborn as a mule about coffee and will not drink it), so grinding the beans was just her size of pajamas! And now you have given me an idea. I know you're enjoying being at home! xoxo

February 27, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

Jenny! You have too much packed in this post for me to remember my comments! :)
But I'll try! First, Maudrey is absolutely a beautiful group. Every one of them looks so happy and beautiful and it makes me happy.
Speaking of beautiful, Rhett is just cuter all the time. I want to squeeze him.
Glad you all got to make the trip to see your family. The picture of Kay and Dagny is precious, and Kay looks good. That picture of you, Kay and your Mom is so beautiful and absolutely an heirloom.
I love the paint color in your living room and what you did in there. The new storage building looks really nice and will make life easier. A new deck is going to be exciting.
As for the vacuum? I had one and got rid of it. That thing was so troublesome to me! I felt like I had to babysit it because it was always getting stuck, going in the same places... I had to move all the cords and curtains before it started so it wasn't worth it. Yours must work better than mine did, so good for you!

February 27, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterMari

I've heard about cork lights but don't have any...I just placed tegular twinkle lights into a big jar along with one of those big scent bags in a sweet and wonderful fragrance...turn them on and the smell is wonderful. I'll post a photo of it next post.
I DO own a robot vacuum...We've had it for over 20 years! She still works but is getting confused more often then not. lol
China? No but Larry's parents visited there years ago. It was a work exchange trip...Larry's dad was a Master Plumber. Plumbing there, in the '80s, was...abysmal.
Dagny...beautiful as ever! And your Mom!!! Gorgeous woman! You girls all look like her...
hugs
Donna

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterDonna

I do find Aldi's to have quality food at much more reasonable prices. Your sister looks striking in her beautiful red sweater and of course the photos of the baby and kids are precious. There is nothing like the bonds of family. It is so nice that you are making the time to be together. BTW, I have the same white cotton bedspread on my bed. My favorite photo is the one of you girls with your mom. I just love it. Have a good week.

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterJudee

@Mari ... Hello my friend ... Maudag sure do make a cute group, and yes Rhett is SO squeezable ... I'll give him one from you. Dagny is ever darling and she was so happy to be with her family that day. My sister and brother-in-law were so gracious to have us all over and make the coffee, haha! I feel that people don't just sit and visit as much as they should, so we make time to do that. Yes the new storage area is perfect and just in time because getting stuff down out of that attic is too hard anymore. And I cannot wait for the new deck! Now, I understand what you're saying about the robot but girl, this one is helping me so much and picking up so much dog hair and dust that I just love it. Maybe I'll get tired of it, but so far so good. I hope you continue to feel better and better after being sick! Ugh. xoxo

@Donna ... Oh I will be anxious to see your jar lights and what you did with the scent thingie! Yes, mother was a beauty and she knew it, hahaha! Her looks were her stock in trade. But that is a nice picture and we cherish it. OK you need to get a new robot vacuum! They are smarter now! Haaahaha xoxo

@Judee ... Oh I love my white matelasse coverlet! It's so pretty and just warm enough with a cotton blanket underneath. The beauty in the red sweater is my daughter Erica! My sister is the one posing with Dagny, wearing a black and white striped shirt! But I can forgive you for not knowing because on here it tends to be a cast of thousands, hahaha! Audrey in the denim jacket, holding the baby (Erica's son) is also my daughter. Mike is her new boyfriend and Dagny is her daughter. Hope you're well! xoxo

February 28, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

I have never had a robot vacuum but probably will be getting one later this year. I am growing more and more hateful of vacuuming! Never heard of cork lights before but will be checking them out! Your house is lovely!

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterJeanette

Hello my friend!! I'm glad to hear you're doing well and having fun with the family as always. Kay looks really good. I hope she is feeling better also. Hole in the wall places sometimes have the BEST food around. The photo of the three of you is wonderful Your mother was gorgeous and I can see her in both you and your sister. That is a treasure. I've seen the cork lights but didn't know that is what they were called. I may have to get a set or two for my house. Everything and everyone looks great. I'm glad you found a solution to keep things stored closer and easier than the attic. It will make getting things out and putting them back so much easier. Have a fabulous week!! Hugs!!

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterLori

I don't have a robot vacuum, but I DO have Bob. Your portrait photos on this post make me smile. The children are all growing - Dagny at 10 is a lovely girl. I love the portrait of your mother, you, and your sister. I remember wearing white gloves at Easter. We're planning to clean out some storage spaces this summer - I don't look forward to it. I think a couple of the grandchildren will help. Enjoy March!

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterBarb

True confession: my eyes glazed over at coffee cakes and the rest was a blur.

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterAC

@Jeanette ... Yes! Get one! I don't think you'll regret it. I adore mine, hahaha that's because I'm lazy ... and yes do get some cork lights! We don't drink wine so mine are going into Pellegrino bottles, or maybe Perrier or even Saratoga water, hahaha xoxo

@Lori ... thank you for your kind words and YES do get some cork lights! They are so cheap -- about $1.50 or less per strand for a set of ten, and like I said, batteries are included! And now I'm wondering what else is up in that attic but we'll solve that mystery on another day. I agree that hole-in-the-wall food places rule. This place is so good that if you and TBG are ever anywhere near Greenville, I hope you will stop there, and oh give me a call because I'll be sure and meet you! xoxo

@Barb ... hahaha so Bob does the vacuuming? Lucky you! In all fairness, my TG would do it too if I asked him, but I feel guilty asking him. My goodness that is SUCH a chore!!! I guess white gloves at Easter have gone the way of the horse and buggy in most circles but weren't they lovely? To match your little white shoes and purse? I loved all of that, even as a small child. Ugh cleaning stuff out ... we said we were going to organize the garage before it got hot again but here we are and it's about to get hot again! I hope you enjoy March too! xoxo

@AC ... hahaha I think you probably got brain fog at all of my many stories so coffee cake is as good a place as any to get stuck, hahahaha! I wish you coffee cake this week, to share with your lovely Sue. xoxo

February 28, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

Jenny, I forgot to tell you. I have maybe four times in my memory where I do not know if they really happened or if they were dreams. This may be kind of common for people who have really vivid dreams.

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterGinny Hartzler

Hello Pirate,
Shiver me Timbers!!!
I have to say, I have never purchased a coffee cake, I have an easy recipe that I can whip up when in need of a coffee cake. I will have to share it on the blog so you do not have to purchase over priced cake. Hee Hee!!!

Your sister is looking well. I continue to pray for her.
I love the portrait!!!

Sending extra prayers for your son and his family. He has been on my mind lately.
Love, Carla

February 28, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterCarla TePaske

@Ginny ... really!!! It has happened to me once more before too, that I can recall ... and it also happened to one of my daughters (can't remember if it's Erica or Audrey) where we thought we saw a horrible car accident but later really questioned whether it happened or we dreamed it. And I DO definitely have very vivid dreams! Weird ... xoxo

@Carla ... yes do share that recipe! Although I admit to a fondness for store-bought coffee cake, especially when as in this case it's like a huge rectangular cheese danish or raspberry danish, hahaha! Thank you for your kinds words and especially prayers, for my family! xoxo

February 29, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

I have no experience with roombas, though my pet rock and Alexa were urging me to get one and disguise it as a curling puck...they seemed to think we'd be a shoo-in to win the next winter olympics in the curling competition. I rather suspect that they have not thought this through very well...

March 1, 2024 | Unregistered CommenterSkunk (aka Mike Bay)

@Mike ... another of Seymour's and Alexa's harebrained schemes to be sure! I feel like the only thing I'm missing when I Swiller my acres of tile-floored kitchen IS a curling puck, hahahaha! xoxo

March 1, 2024 | Registered CommenterJennifer

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