Showing posts with label Theme Thursday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theme Thursday. Show all posts

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Purse, Projects, and Poop


First of all, I think I have a learning disability in technology.

All I wanted was to make a nice grid-like collage like Kendra did here, but I got this instead.  I'm working with PSE 11 on a Windows computer so if you have knowledge to spare, please share.  Kendra also has a cool graphic (that I couldn't make if my life depended on it), and a cool purse, and a whole lotta pens.


This is my favorite thing (not in my purse).  My purse itself.  It was a Christmas gift from Patrick in 2013 2012.  I love it and care for it and it matches everything (EVERYTHING!) and it holds all the things and will last forever because it was not cheap.

The color is cognac and the strap is just long enough for me to one-hand it over my shoulder.  The ability to one-hand it over my shoulder is key. I test-drove a lot of purses to get this feature. One strap is important too.  Very important.

Here are it's contents.


Here are the things made from paper:  receipt, notes from a meeting, Kleenex, trash, February Magnificat,
and coupons held with a butterfly clip.  Need a tissue at church? I'm your gal.  But it might be crusty.


These are the things I need because I live in Chicago and it's February:  gloves that work with my iPhone and sunglasses, mine and Jill's.  Sun glares off snow something fierce.


Hand things.  Pen, hand cream, and epi-pen for Edmund's peanut allergy. Actually, I don't know why the epi-pen is in this photo, maybe because it's a pen?


Because I'm a girl:  face powder and FIVE items for my lips.  I am addicted to these new chubby sticks from Clinique.  They don't have the best names, but they do have the best colors.  Chunkiest Chili is my favorite. See what I mean by bad names?


These are the only essential things in my purse.  Well, these and the epi-pen.  Wallet, keys (with my Masters key fob from Augusta when I saw Bubba Watson tee off.  He won that year!), and phone.


Because I'm a mom.  That epi-pen and this tiny notebook for Jill to scribble on in Mass.


That shouldn't be in there!  Peter's keys, embroidery floss, Cub Scout patches which I won't be sewing on any red vests.  That Arrow of Light will go on Edmund's new khaki Boy Scout shirt, but Cub Scouts is ovah!


Because I'm Catholic.  That Magnificat again, and my rosary.  My grandma gave me this ruby red rosary right before I left for my Rome semester in college.  Clinton was elected for the first time while I was there, so it was quite awhile ago.


The embroidery floss from up above was for this project for Cari:


I tried to do lettering that said, "Thank you for your service."  It turns out that lettering is way harder than it looks.  Just getting it straight proved impossible for me, so I ripped it out.


I love her hair.  Those are bullion knots, which were fun to do.  Yes, I need to wash the transfer ink off before I mail it.  Noses are also impossible to embroidered.

It seems I'm a sucker for all of Cari's projects because I went outside today.  I'm officially trying to hibernate, so it's rare for me to leave the house.  I went outside, slipping on the sliding ice, to get this dreadfully dreary picture of a fence.  I did not include the garbage cans, but it's still depressing.


I spy a hockey stick, an extension cord, a rusty pot hook from the previous owners, and ohmygosh that's not...oh it is, it really is a dog turd.  If Cari's fence photo has feces, mine does too.


I also spy Sunlight!

Linking up with Kendra and Cari and Jen.  Tomorrow, I think I can do even MORE link-ups in one post. Stay tuned!

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Theme Thursday - Dishes


Susan made the Orange Kiss-Me-Cake from the latest issue of Cook's Country this week.  This recipe from Pillsbury is practically identical.  Cook's Country uses two oranges though.

I'm the only one who loves it, and that's okay with me.


It pairs perfectly with orange pekoe tea.

This week's theme is dishes.

I have long since stopped trying to be matchy-matchy with my dishes.  I scour thrift stores and Homegoods or TJ Maxx  for white-ish salad plates and cereal bowls.  




Yes.  I did have another piece of that cake.  So what?

Linking up with Cari for Theme Thursday.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Theme Thursday: Hearts (and Flowers)


One of my most treasured recipes is my great-aunt Sister Christella's sugar cookie recipe.  It makes a vast quantity because she was the cook for a school with hundreds of children.  Her recipe calls for margarine (I only use butter) and milk or bourbon depending on your mood.







I am in love with these tiny waxflowers that Jill put in her tiny cart at Trader Joe's that only tipped over once.


When your tulips start to droop (or before that happens), you can bring them right back up with pennies in the vase.  Truth.


If I had snipped off those dark furry things, these lilies would have lasted longer and smelled better.


Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Instant chocolate pudding to the rescue!


This is the face of desperation.

Linking up with Cari and her much more poignant and thought provoking Theme Thursday.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Theme Thursday - Church Windows


This window of the Baptism of Our Lord is at our parish.  I think the clerestory windows (which are more traditional looking) are much prettier but the sun wouldn't let me get any pictures of those.


This is a much older window from a nearby parish that has a good confessor and ZERO wait times.  Mass was going to start soon, so I couldn't get out in the open for a clear shot.

I like to go to confession as a family.

It's terribly important to me that my children see their parents, BOTH of their parents, receiving this sacrament.  

There's more than enough moms and old ladies in the confession lines and at daily mass.  My kids need to see that Manly Men receive absolution and penance too.

Now that three of my current five have a daily confession option in their schools, it's just Patrick, Edmund, and me in the line.

Hmm.  Maybe that's why the line is so much shorter!


In the vestibule/gathering space of that same nearby church, they had some pieces of windows framed and backlit.  Lovely.

Linking up with the Clan for Theme Thursday.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Rug Cleaning, Ice Fishing, and No Barn


This Saturday we went to an estate that is now owned by a Forest Preserve.  I thought for sure there would be a barn there, seeing as how they had horses there.

Yes, I could live there.

J sees horses.

Edmund ice fishes.  Is that a snowflake on my lens?

J ice fishes...or not.

Thank you Lord for ice makers, and electricity.


Not a barn, but a chapel.  Turns out this estate was owned by Catholics, once upon a time. This is the Portiuncula Chapel, a replica of the Chapel of St. Francis of Assisi in Italy.  Since St. Francis gave us the Creche tradition, we can all make some leaps and bounds and agree that this counts as a barn for Theme Thursday.

Not far from the Chapel, is this structure.  Also not a barn, but a theater.

Rug cleaning - before.  Iphone blurry pic.  Spoiler:  You can't really see a difference in the photos.
Free old-fashioned rug cleaner.

Take my word for it and my photoshop skills, that the colors are brighter.
Don't be a doubting Thomas about this rug cleaning method, because the esteemed Like Mother, Like Daughter people recommended it, as well as lots of other kooks on the internet.  Not that Aunt Leila and her girls are kooks...I'm shutting up now.

Susan's been at it again!  

Linking up with Clan Donaldson for Theme Thursday Sans Barn.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Theme Thursday: Unawares



She wasn't that unaware.  She asked me to get out my "cramera" because she couldn't get the zipper on the bag undone.


Later today, she was seen wearing her "croak" and carrying a basket of goodies to Grandmudder.


Here is Edmund, working on his Apostles' Creed lapbook.  The purple strips are the the lines of the Apostles' Creed, and the green ones are the Nicene Creed.  He has to put them in order.  He's wearing a coat because...well....it's 2 degrees outside and we left shortly after this was taken for Jill's library storytime.

In other news, I corrected his math paper today with a pink crayon.  I think that means we've passed some kind of homeschooling benchmark or something.


Friday, January 10, 2014

7QT: TT, a poem, a joke, and other nonsense

1.  Presenting my photo submission for Theme Thursday:  Bare.


2.  A Poem by Jill

Violets are blue.
Sausage is brown.
Brownies are brown.
And so are you.

3.  Laughter at my 17 yo's Expense.



Susan's date for the Christmas Dance was a young man who has expressed a desire to join the preisthood.  One of Peter's friend's asked a girl who has already decided that being a single lay person in Opus Dei is the thing for her.  (She declined.)

We were discussing this at the dinner table one night when Peter declared, "All of these celibate people should go to the dance with each other."

pause

"I would hope that you and all of the people going to the Christmas Dance from your schools are celibate people." was Patrick's response.

Gales of parental laughter ensued.

4.  A Good Stylist is a Girl's Best Friend



I have been going to the same hairdresser for 15 years.  I have known Allison through eight pregnancies (three of those are hers), two marriages, her mom's short successful bout with cancer, and three salon moves.  Allison now cuts my hair at her mom's house on Thursday evenings.

When I had Jill, she gave me her old exersaucer.  When her son was learning to ice skate, I gave her an old pair of Edmund's skates.  We cried when she told me about her divorce.  We cried when my sister Mary passed away.  I have met everyone in her family.  She has met and cuts the hair of several of my friends and family.  We are Facebook friends.

Allison just had a baby and took some time off, and that worked out for me because I had this salon gift certificate from an auction to use.

5.  Good news and bad news.



The good news is the salon haircut I won was a Ouidad (pronounce wee-dodd) specialty cut for curly hair valued at $150.

This is in the car immediately after leaving the salon.  I hate taking selfies. 

More good news is I love it!

Ouidad is a curly haired person from Lebanon who developed new cutting and styling techniques and products just for curly hair.  The local salon I went to has two NYC Ouidad Salon-trained stylists.

Here is a tutorial in the Rake and Shake styling method from my very own stylist, Jennifer.



With my new Ouidad cut and the $50 worth of free products I also won, this curly style lasts for up to FOUR days between washing!    And the cut lasts for up to SIXTEEN weeks!

This is day 2 of my new Ouidad haircut.  No make-up, no contacts, 16.5 week baby bump.

The bad news is Allison is not a certified Ouidad stylist and I don't want to break up with her after all these years.

Day 3.  Edmund took this picture, which is why I am squatting weirdly.
What to do, what to do.  I suppose I can keep taking my three daughters to Allison....and pray that she thinks about taking a trip to NYC to learn how to cut curly hair the Ouidad way.





6.

Madame de Florian left this fully furnished Parisian apartment in 1942.   She continued to pay the rent until 2010.  Now, you can see pictures of this untouched piece of history.

7.  And if you're neurotic like me, you can imagine what historians and the Internet would say if you locked the door and walked away from your home for 70 years.

I have to admit, Madame de Florian and I share a penchant for piles as a form of organization.  It turns out we're in good company.

Here's a glimpse of Einstein's office at Princeton:


Joining the other geniuses at Jen's and Cari's.



Showing posts with label Theme Thursday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theme Thursday. Show all posts

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Purse, Projects, and Poop


First of all, I think I have a learning disability in technology.

All I wanted was to make a nice grid-like collage like Kendra did here, but I got this instead.  I'm working with PSE 11 on a Windows computer so if you have knowledge to spare, please share.  Kendra also has a cool graphic (that I couldn't make if my life depended on it), and a cool purse, and a whole lotta pens.


This is my favorite thing (not in my purse).  My purse itself.  It was a Christmas gift from Patrick in 2013 2012.  I love it and care for it and it matches everything (EVERYTHING!) and it holds all the things and will last forever because it was not cheap.

The color is cognac and the strap is just long enough for me to one-hand it over my shoulder.  The ability to one-hand it over my shoulder is key. I test-drove a lot of purses to get this feature. One strap is important too.  Very important.

Here are it's contents.


Here are the things made from paper:  receipt, notes from a meeting, Kleenex, trash, February Magnificat,
and coupons held with a butterfly clip.  Need a tissue at church? I'm your gal.  But it might be crusty.


These are the things I need because I live in Chicago and it's February:  gloves that work with my iPhone and sunglasses, mine and Jill's.  Sun glares off snow something fierce.


Hand things.  Pen, hand cream, and epi-pen for Edmund's peanut allergy. Actually, I don't know why the epi-pen is in this photo, maybe because it's a pen?


Because I'm a girl:  face powder and FIVE items for my lips.  I am addicted to these new chubby sticks from Clinique.  They don't have the best names, but they do have the best colors.  Chunkiest Chili is my favorite. See what I mean by bad names?


These are the only essential things in my purse.  Well, these and the epi-pen.  Wallet, keys (with my Masters key fob from Augusta when I saw Bubba Watson tee off.  He won that year!), and phone.


Because I'm a mom.  That epi-pen and this tiny notebook for Jill to scribble on in Mass.


That shouldn't be in there!  Peter's keys, embroidery floss, Cub Scout patches which I won't be sewing on any red vests.  That Arrow of Light will go on Edmund's new khaki Boy Scout shirt, but Cub Scouts is ovah!


Because I'm Catholic.  That Magnificat again, and my rosary.  My grandma gave me this ruby red rosary right before I left for my Rome semester in college.  Clinton was elected for the first time while I was there, so it was quite awhile ago.


The embroidery floss from up above was for this project for Cari:


I tried to do lettering that said, "Thank you for your service."  It turns out that lettering is way harder than it looks.  Just getting it straight proved impossible for me, so I ripped it out.


I love her hair.  Those are bullion knots, which were fun to do.  Yes, I need to wash the transfer ink off before I mail it.  Noses are also impossible to embroidered.

It seems I'm a sucker for all of Cari's projects because I went outside today.  I'm officially trying to hibernate, so it's rare for me to leave the house.  I went outside, slipping on the sliding ice, to get this dreadfully dreary picture of a fence.  I did not include the garbage cans, but it's still depressing.


I spy a hockey stick, an extension cord, a rusty pot hook from the previous owners, and ohmygosh that's not...oh it is, it really is a dog turd.  If Cari's fence photo has feces, mine does too.


I also spy Sunlight!

Linking up with Kendra and Cari and Jen.  Tomorrow, I think I can do even MORE link-ups in one post. Stay tuned!

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Theme Thursday - Dishes


Susan made the Orange Kiss-Me-Cake from the latest issue of Cook's Country this week.  This recipe from Pillsbury is practically identical.  Cook's Country uses two oranges though.

I'm the only one who loves it, and that's okay with me.


It pairs perfectly with orange pekoe tea.

This week's theme is dishes.

I have long since stopped trying to be matchy-matchy with my dishes.  I scour thrift stores and Homegoods or TJ Maxx  for white-ish salad plates and cereal bowls.  




Yes.  I did have another piece of that cake.  So what?

Linking up with Cari for Theme Thursday.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Theme Thursday: Hearts (and Flowers)


One of my most treasured recipes is my great-aunt Sister Christella's sugar cookie recipe.  It makes a vast quantity because she was the cook for a school with hundreds of children.  Her recipe calls for margarine (I only use butter) and milk or bourbon depending on your mood.







I am in love with these tiny waxflowers that Jill put in her tiny cart at Trader Joe's that only tipped over once.


When your tulips start to droop (or before that happens), you can bring them right back up with pennies in the vase.  Truth.


If I had snipped off those dark furry things, these lilies would have lasted longer and smelled better.


Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Instant chocolate pudding to the rescue!


This is the face of desperation.

Linking up with Cari and her much more poignant and thought provoking Theme Thursday.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Theme Thursday - Church Windows


This window of the Baptism of Our Lord is at our parish.  I think the clerestory windows (which are more traditional looking) are much prettier but the sun wouldn't let me get any pictures of those.


This is a much older window from a nearby parish that has a good confessor and ZERO wait times.  Mass was going to start soon, so I couldn't get out in the open for a clear shot.

I like to go to confession as a family.

It's terribly important to me that my children see their parents, BOTH of their parents, receiving this sacrament.  

There's more than enough moms and old ladies in the confession lines and at daily mass.  My kids need to see that Manly Men receive absolution and penance too.

Now that three of my current five have a daily confession option in their schools, it's just Patrick, Edmund, and me in the line.

Hmm.  Maybe that's why the line is so much shorter!


In the vestibule/gathering space of that same nearby church, they had some pieces of windows framed and backlit.  Lovely.

Linking up with the Clan for Theme Thursday.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Rug Cleaning, Ice Fishing, and No Barn


This Saturday we went to an estate that is now owned by a Forest Preserve.  I thought for sure there would be a barn there, seeing as how they had horses there.

Yes, I could live there.

J sees horses.

Edmund ice fishes.  Is that a snowflake on my lens?

J ice fishes...or not.

Thank you Lord for ice makers, and electricity.


Not a barn, but a chapel.  Turns out this estate was owned by Catholics, once upon a time. This is the Portiuncula Chapel, a replica of the Chapel of St. Francis of Assisi in Italy.  Since St. Francis gave us the Creche tradition, we can all make some leaps and bounds and agree that this counts as a barn for Theme Thursday.

Not far from the Chapel, is this structure.  Also not a barn, but a theater.

Rug cleaning - before.  Iphone blurry pic.  Spoiler:  You can't really see a difference in the photos.
Free old-fashioned rug cleaner.

Take my word for it and my photoshop skills, that the colors are brighter.
Don't be a doubting Thomas about this rug cleaning method, because the esteemed Like Mother, Like Daughter people recommended it, as well as lots of other kooks on the internet.  Not that Aunt Leila and her girls are kooks...I'm shutting up now.

Susan's been at it again!  

Linking up with Clan Donaldson for Theme Thursday Sans Barn.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Theme Thursday: Unawares



She wasn't that unaware.  She asked me to get out my "cramera" because she couldn't get the zipper on the bag undone.


Later today, she was seen wearing her "croak" and carrying a basket of goodies to Grandmudder.


Here is Edmund, working on his Apostles' Creed lapbook.  The purple strips are the the lines of the Apostles' Creed, and the green ones are the Nicene Creed.  He has to put them in order.  He's wearing a coat because...well....it's 2 degrees outside and we left shortly after this was taken for Jill's library storytime.

In other news, I corrected his math paper today with a pink crayon.  I think that means we've passed some kind of homeschooling benchmark or something.


Friday, January 10, 2014

7QT: TT, a poem, a joke, and other nonsense

1.  Presenting my photo submission for Theme Thursday:  Bare.


2.  A Poem by Jill

Violets are blue.
Sausage is brown.
Brownies are brown.
And so are you.

3.  Laughter at my 17 yo's Expense.



Susan's date for the Christmas Dance was a young man who has expressed a desire to join the preisthood.  One of Peter's friend's asked a girl who has already decided that being a single lay person in Opus Dei is the thing for her.  (She declined.)

We were discussing this at the dinner table one night when Peter declared, "All of these celibate people should go to the dance with each other."

pause

"I would hope that you and all of the people going to the Christmas Dance from your schools are celibate people." was Patrick's response.

Gales of parental laughter ensued.

4.  A Good Stylist is a Girl's Best Friend



I have been going to the same hairdresser for 15 years.  I have known Allison through eight pregnancies (three of those are hers), two marriages, her mom's short successful bout with cancer, and three salon moves.  Allison now cuts my hair at her mom's house on Thursday evenings.

When I had Jill, she gave me her old exersaucer.  When her son was learning to ice skate, I gave her an old pair of Edmund's skates.  We cried when she told me about her divorce.  We cried when my sister Mary passed away.  I have met everyone in her family.  She has met and cuts the hair of several of my friends and family.  We are Facebook friends.

Allison just had a baby and took some time off, and that worked out for me because I had this salon gift certificate from an auction to use.

5.  Good news and bad news.



The good news is the salon haircut I won was a Ouidad (pronounce wee-dodd) specialty cut for curly hair valued at $150.

This is in the car immediately after leaving the salon.  I hate taking selfies. 

More good news is I love it!

Ouidad is a curly haired person from Lebanon who developed new cutting and styling techniques and products just for curly hair.  The local salon I went to has two NYC Ouidad Salon-trained stylists.

Here is a tutorial in the Rake and Shake styling method from my very own stylist, Jennifer.



With my new Ouidad cut and the $50 worth of free products I also won, this curly style lasts for up to FOUR days between washing!    And the cut lasts for up to SIXTEEN weeks!

This is day 2 of my new Ouidad haircut.  No make-up, no contacts, 16.5 week baby bump.

The bad news is Allison is not a certified Ouidad stylist and I don't want to break up with her after all these years.

Day 3.  Edmund took this picture, which is why I am squatting weirdly.
What to do, what to do.  I suppose I can keep taking my three daughters to Allison....and pray that she thinks about taking a trip to NYC to learn how to cut curly hair the Ouidad way.





6.

Madame de Florian left this fully furnished Parisian apartment in 1942.   She continued to pay the rent until 2010.  Now, you can see pictures of this untouched piece of history.

7.  And if you're neurotic like me, you can imagine what historians and the Internet would say if you locked the door and walked away from your home for 70 years.

I have to admit, Madame de Florian and I share a penchant for piles as a form of organization.  It turns out we're in good company.

Here's a glimpse of Einstein's office at Princeton:


Joining the other geniuses at Jen's and Cari's.