You Have Got to Be Kidding Me

I started feeling congested yesterday, glad to fall into bed, just asleep when the pitter patter of Anna feet woke me up, "Mom, Grace is making sick noises." Ran into the bedroom found her hotter than a pancake again, fortunately we didn't need clean up duty this time, but stayed up until 3 watching I Love Lucy just in case. This morning finds us both croaky, stuffed up and miserable. This better mean we have built up enough antibodies to have a sick free winter, this is way too soon after our last bout, and we stay home, where are these germs coming from!

Plugging Away

Paint and sand, feed the kids, do the errands, try to remember to pay the bills (are my lights flickering?), it has been a work a thon, with a little break Saturday to go up to Anamosa to visit Gatherings, always love love love that store. We went on to the Plaza Mall in Dyersville, home of the Field of Dreams, and found some good wood kitchen antiques exactly right to add to my list of things to do. Today I got started with some Christmasey reds and bayberry greens, and kept adding stuff in, because the colors looked so good. Here's to hoping the end product lives up to my vision! In the meantime, just finished some red and cream bowls.

Pancakes

The girls and I made pancakes this morning, I am not a very good flipper, and they usually look ghastly, but my sweet babies tell me not to worry, they taste really good and that's all that matters. Now, my mom was a pancake artist. You have your painters, your sculptors, my mom's medium was pancake batter. We got pancakes in the shape of teddy bears and bunnies, and always snowmen at Christmas ( no molds, she would pour the batter free form to make the shape). When the boy grandkids came, she made them shark pancakes. You also have to know she was doing this for 8 children (we were 7 girls and one boy, thus the girly shapes of our childhood), working nights, and doing all the housework. I always tell my girls these stories about their grandmother, and this morning we attempted the first snowman, hardly a triumph, but figure we can keep practicing. I'm pretty sure I'll never manage the bunny ears and am hoping I master just making circle pancakes someday!

Here's something I'm a little better at, covering tin with fabric!

Christmas Even in Sweltering Heat

I am running around in my usual circles--paint the bowl, no wait, there is a cute tin over there to cover, pick it up, oh, look, brooms would be so cute for Christmas, no wait, I forgot to paint the bowl, but look, those little quilt squares will be such cute pillows. It is really a miracle that I finish anything with my bad case of crafters ADD. Here's a little of the finished product, Christmas pantry tins are almost done if I don't get distracted... It has been sooo hot here, I am also taking time to worry that fall will skip us all together, winter is going to come right after summer.

A Few Pretties

Everyone usually reacts in shock that we prefer to drive across the country instead of fly over, but we really do love being able to stop and see all the great little towns across America, beauty from the plains to the desert to the mountains, I love it all. Las Vegas was not a favorite, but it is kind of fun, such a completely fake town. We did stop at the Pawn Stars shop, just missing a photo op with Chumley! In LA, love all the palm trees and can mostly deal with the crazy traffic. One ride we went on in Disneyland is Soaring over California, it really feels like you are flying over the landscape, I loved the end when you fly over the night time traffic on the freeway and right into the park and over Cinderella's castle, we went twice on that one!

In northern California, where I was born and lived until first grade, Placerville is charming, despite its lurid past as Old Hangtown, a tree in the center of town served as the gallows for many an outlaw back in the day. Gold was discovered nearby in Coloma, such a beautiful place to visit with the sparkling clear American River running by, gold dust glinting in the sand on the banks. We panned for gold and even found a few specks! I love Grass Valley, lots of wineries and antique stores and the BEST restaurant, a little Italian inspired cafe that made a wonderful Caprese salad with heirloom tomatoes. I bought wine from an enthusiastic young woman selling for her family vineyard, the tasting was really good. The antique stores were great, first buys of the trip there, then couldn't find another good antique town until we got back to Nebraska. I found a ton of stuff there, in Grand Island, Lincoln and Omaha, then a few more treasures in Des Moines on our way home.

The photos are from top to bottom, hydraengas at the Empire Mine near Grass Valley, my girls at the home of the Empire Mine owners, a wild fire in Utah, the cliffs of Utah, golden aspens in Colorado, sunset in Nebraska, and an old print of Placerville, which looks just the same except the horses are replaced by cars.

Home at Last Back to Crazy Busy

I've been stitching up pantry tin sleeves all day and taking a million photographs, should start listing in the morning, so much more to come! Here is a little smackerel of the Christmas goods on the way.

A Good Time Was Had By All

After a rocky start, (my daughter came down with the flu on our departure day, and as all mothers out there know, I'd rather be sick than watch my babies suffer), the vacation was a success. We all got well, and started having fun, and good luck even found us a bit We arrived at the Disneyland Grand Hotel, greeted at the door and told we had been chosen as the days VIPs, and got upgraded to a designer suite and had our own special contact for anything we needed. They arranged our park tickets, breakfast with Ariel and it was all quite wonderful. The park was all dressed up for fall, despite the 90 degree heat, it was very festive, we got to meet so many of the characters and have pictures taken, rides had hardly any lines, and were fun, fun, fun. My nephew and sister convinced me to try the Tower of Terror, and I tell you, I have never been so scared in my life! That Disney magic takes you from sitting down in an elevator to the Twilight Zone where reality really did go away. They open the doors to see the hotel ghosts, then drop the elevator, a real plummet to your death experience, then back up to the top of the hotel, open the doors and it looks like you are going to fall off the tower, then whoosh! Plummet to your death once again! Thrilling, I guess so! After that, having the Indiana Jones boulder threaten to crush you seemed positively a baby ride.

We left LA to visit relatives near Sacramento, got to shop in Grass Valley and taste a little local wine, visit the place I was born, Placerville, and where we lived as kids, Pollock Pines, then the long drive home, up the mountains and down the mountains, flattened out in Nebraska, where I spent all my antique money in one day, found wonderful wonderful prims, just need to be the lightening lister now!