Monday, April 18, 2011

Sensible sort...

Perhaps the sensible choice would have been to choose the flats... but she simply wasn't a sensible sort of gal.

making it happen...

She wore a size 7 shoe. The kind man at the shoe store brought her the last pair they had - size 6.5. "I'll take them!" ...And with that she discovered the true meaning of determination.
via  Pinterest

Friday, March 18, 2011

Cherry Berry Plum Water

I was in the mood for something sweet and came across this recipe for Cherry Berry Plum Water. Yum! Maybe the fact that it is 65 degrees outside and sunny but I am craving a springtime treat. I just love making fresh juices in the warmer weather. Need to stock up on supplies but this one is on my list. Thanks for posting this yummy drink, Vintage Bleu!

Cherry Berry Plum Water
6 Strawberries, diced
1 Plum, diced
18 Cherries, pitted
4 C. Filtered Water
2-3 Tbsp. Agave Nectar or Honey
Mesh Strainer

Directions: Simply blend/liquify your fruit in your blender along with your water. Strain into a medium sized bowl. Be sure to press out the juice from the pulp with a spoon to get as much juice out of the pulp. Sweeten your water with agave nectar or honey. Serve chilled or over ice cubes. Garnish each glass with whole cherries!"

Monday, March 14, 2011

so classic...

my very first real grown-up perfume. It was Christmas when I was 12 years old. For the first time, there was a present under the tree for me with only "Daddy" on the from space. What?... not  Mama and Daddy? My daddy had bought a present  for me and was pretty proud about it, too. (poor, Mama!... all those kajillions   of gifts that she bought for every occasion all through the years and she, of course, put his name along with hers on each and every tag! But she was a trooper about the whole thing... )  What in the world was in that little box? Shaking and shaking it didn't help one bit. "Daddy!, pleeeease just give me one itty-bitty hint!" I begged for a few days... So he did. "It has something to do with TV", he admits. "Something that you see on TV on a show or commercial?" I try to clarify. "No. It has something to do with TV", he states.  I RACKED MY BRAIN FOR DAYS. It's 1969, people. I can't think of one single thing that has to do with TV that would fit into a box that small. Christmas Day finally arrives and I am so excited to rip into that mystery box. When I do, I am GIDDY! ... my very own real grown-up perfume! more sneakily having to steal my Mama's. (haha... like she couldn't smell it on me.) yipee! yipee! yipee!... Wait a minute. "Daddeeeee...! TV? This doesn't have ANYthing to do with a TV!".... "Sure it does. It says channel 5 right there on the label."


You nut! I miss you!  
beautiful image via Pinterest.

warm weather...

have a seat, spring, and stay a while.