For those of us that are 50 something, it has been a week of remembering and celebrating the lives of three big names in our entertainment world. When I was growing up, there was just one TV channel on the farm and only one late night show. My Daddy seldom missed the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. Many nights I lay in bed listening to the familiar voice say "And Heeere's Johnny!"
Is this just not the cutest package from my hubby? ...and when I opened the flap, they actually meowed the birthday song. ...I just had to play it more than once!!
Now, you can let me know if there is something you are interested in and I will be happy to measure width and length. I will also be happy to take additional pictures if there are specific pieces that you would like to see better, out of the package, opened up, close up, etc . 
This is my mom's favorite picture of my Daddy and me. It was taken one Sunday after we came home from Sunday School...oh, probably about 48 years ago. She still carries it in her wallet. Whenever we look at it she says, "Your daddy would have given you the moon,if he could have." She had an enlargement of the photo made for my birthday last year, so I have it framed and on my desk. My Daddy died in 1988. I still miss him...
ily's voices; the ease of working in my own kitchen; the familiar routine of our evening walk; the comfort of my own bed; the taste of my home-brewed coffee; the wireless connection to the on-line community; the order of my home town newspaper; the convenience in my own bathroom; and the sweet presence of my kitty cats. 
beautiful morning after a week of powerful winds and torrential rains.
How do you celebrate? With flowers and a nice dinner, of course! My mom's gentleman friend, Ken, had his 90th birthday yesterday. They usually don't buy each other gifts...you see, at this point in their life they are trying to get rid of stuff, not acquire more. But, a 90th birthday...this is special. So I took her out to pick out the perfect hanging basket. The shepherd's hook is from our family. He must like it...it was on display by his front door early this morning.
For dinner we drove out to The Cove. It is out at the resort. We asked for a table by the window with a beautiful view of the lake. The food was delicious and the darling waitresses sang to him. They couldn't believe he is 90. But then...to them, I'm sure they thought I was old!
Meet my mom. She is 88. She is not elderly. Those are the people she visits over at the Heartland Care Center.
She still lives alone. She was cleaning on Monday and was wondered how I clean my blinds...she said she usually climbs up into her kitchen sink to get the ones that hang there. I said, 'Hold on...I'll be there tomorrow...just wait for me'. So we have been cleaning like crazy women. No clothes line at her place so we hung her drapes from the tree in the front. Not sure what the neighbors thought...but we were loving the fresh bre
eze.
It is raining so hard and for so long that we have a small pond in our back yard and a river running down the street in the front...The wind blew the patio furniture around breaking off some of our potted flowers...
So...those of you that follow my blog know that I have won more blog give aways than the average blogger. My hubby really wants to take me to Vegas to try my luck there. Anyway, I always just love the packages that come to me in the mail. It totally makes my day and hope that the packages that I send out also cheer someone else up...even just a little.
out her web page. Robin's photography is beautiful.
xious to see her wonderful creation. Please stop by to see both of these blogspots.
Another good blog friend and quilter, Mary, sent this perfect little pouch. It came in May...just when school was a bit stressful and I needed a pick-me-up. I use it in my purse to protect my camera.
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We have just returned home from helping our youngest daughter move into her first apartment. Here she is with the UHaul trailer that was filled to capacity with all of her worldly possessions. When you are 20 and in college, you decorate in the 'Shabby Chic' or 'Trash to Treasure' Style of Interior Design. 
Here is a little tour...this is the view from the door. A cute round table and corridor kitchen. To the immediate left is the living room and large sliding glass doors to a
perfect little patio.
Well, we unloaded the UHaul and needed some nourishment. This great little Sandwich Deli is within walking distance of her apartment.
Back to the tour. Her bathroom is darling. The shower curtain (KMart, on sale) ties all the colors together...her dorm rug, graduation towel sets, bathroom a
ccessories from home.
And the living room..the TV stand is a new purchase (WalMart Clearance item). But the hide-a-bed couch and two rocking chairs were given to her by good family friends. I think they are perfect!
Johnny Cavelle has retired after 40 years of teaching. The Cavelle Dance Studio was the dance studio in our community. There are other programs that promote themselves as recreational dance programs, but Johnny Cavelle was professional. You got there on time, went to the bathroom before class started, did not talk or chew gum. To graduate you needed to study and pass exams. Johnny would bring in examiners from the National Cecchetti Council of America. Here are the girls with Johnny, now 72, and with Miss Vickie, his #1 assistant, who will open her own studio this fall. This was performance week and oh, so many sweet memories. 
dance...practicing in the living room and preparing the costumes. You see, the costumes were ordered and distributed to the girls in a baggie about the size of a bread bag. At home, we would take out the contents...a tutu and lots of extra parts...head pieces, chokers, arm bands, flowers, bows, etc. And it was up to each mom to guess how to put it all together. Often we needed to be prepared to make changes right there at the dress rehearsal.
oes, both shoes...
The Peanut Butter Boy
Monster Cookies
