freshly laundered

Wow! I love this retro looking fabric!!

The coral pinkish color background, the aprons. Don't we all do our laundry in heels?!

I know, I'm weird, I do think the vintage housekeeper images are fun. I'm a laundry geek!! I love to iron too. What a vintage housekeeper throwback I am, right? It is relaxing for me to iron, not to mention the great smell of fresh linens and the instant before and after gratification it provides to me.

living in a sauna

Ohio has been so horribly humid. It is like living in a sauna!

I wish for weather to wear coats like these early 20th century ladies.

What kind of BLOG do I have?

I ask myself often, "Just what kind of blog do I have anyway?"

I started my blog as a way to unleash some thoughts and give my far away family and friends somewhere to go to listen to my thoughts. I also share photos. Some current. Some from before.

I whine sometimes. I rant sometimes. I place my opinions on the table sometimes.

Most of all, I guess I like the way a blog lets you create a reality that seems any way you present it. I can seem happy even when I'm not. My house can pretend to be clean and magazine layout ready even when it probably never will be. Is that dishonest? I don't mean for it to be. Maybe I am like The Great Oz hiding behind the curtain. I don't know for sure.

One thing I do know, is that since I have started this site, I have had many kinds of feelings each time I sit in front of this new technology-- a technology I don't ever hope to understand. I feel lucky to have this outlet. I am thrilled with making new friends. I smile at all the wonderful comments people leave for me. I am endlessly impressed with all the talented people out there in blogland.

There are people that read this site and know me. There are people that feel they have gotten to know me. There are people I know and long to see again. There are people I long to meet but will never have the chance.

Some people show art, some are talented writers, some have great sadness enter their lives, some are successful business people... All those are perfect.

I just don't know what kind of blog I have. Maybe it doesn't require a category or definition.

I think I would describe my blog as being like my Grandma's always yummy homemade cookies she gave me as a child. I called them her "Clean out the cupboard cookies". She would use some basic recipe and then make them unique by throwing into the mix what ever she happened to have on hand. Sometimes it was chocolate chips, sometimes raisins or nuts or candied fruit. It didn't matter because it was all presented to me with the same sincere enthusiasm. Something to enjoy; to create a lasting memory.

I hope my blog is like that.

Bunny Update

Time for a long overdue update on the baby bunnies. Tomorrow they will be 9 weeks old. They hardly look like babies anymore.You can see past photos of them if you click here.

All three ~ Cottonball, Alfalfa and Lucky (the runt)~ are almost as big as their Momma, Clover! Lucky suddenly went through a growth spurt and caught up to her siblings in size.

E. has determined that Cottonball {the white one with dark ringed ears, dark tail and nose} is a boy...Alfalfa { the dark one} is a girl... and Lucky{ the other dark one} is a girl.

Lucky just left us yesterday as she was adopted by our neighbor's fiancee. Tasha was so excited to have Lucky. She fell in love with her a few weeks ago and told E. to consider her sold when she was old enough to leave her Momma. E. said that Lucky [Tasha will rename her] will be one spoiled, lucky little bunny!!! Did you like the pun in there?! Lucky has a set up better than any domestic bunny in the world. I think Tasha bought out the pet store with accessories and supplies.

We all miss Lucky. E. is $15 richer now and is bugging me to drive her somewhere to spend it!

Cottonball will be advertised for sale around town by word of mouth and the bulletin board at our favorite local ice cream/coney dog hang out.

Alfalfa will stay with us and E. wants to breed her next year.

For those of you keeping score... when Cottonball sells we will still have 5 bunnies living with us.