Showing posts from January, 2016

Clutter makes me Crazy!

There are plenty of posts on YouTube that explain the secret to an organized home. Marie Kondo explains the secrets in her book "The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up", which I admit I have not read. I think I pretty much get the gist of her program. However, I do have to keep things that do not bring me joy. Some are necessities. Some have monetary value. Some I hope to get back into at some point before I die. A few would simply make me feel too guilty to sell, give away or throw out. I am in the process of reclaiming my spare room and turning it into a sewing room for me. This has been my goal for over a year and the end is near. It's taken me a while to find places to store everything I plan to keep. I'll offer the rest to my children before the spring tag sale. The balance will go to Goodwill or the dump.

My son laughs at me when I ask him to put something back "where it lives". And here's the theme of this post. The easiest (and I think the only …

I Shall Wear Purple or Red

Jenny Joseph's famous poem called "Warning - When I Am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple"... I'm sure you've heard it or heard of it. If we're fortunate to attain an age that allows us to draw social security (or qualify for the senior discount at our favorite store) it's time to stop allowing others to dictate style to us. Some love shoes, I love coats. I'm almost six feet tall and never blend in anywhere. Most certainly, not in purple. I love to spin yarn and recently decided to start knitting with it. I made some fingerless mitts and a cowl to keep my neck warm. They're luscious browns and gold with sparkle and go nicely with my purple coat. They should be just right for my red coat, too. When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble…

Ancestral Pantry Dinner

New Year's Day dinner is not the big deal it was when I was a kid. Families would get together for another big holiday meal. Maybe I was unaware, but I don't remember people bringing food to our house unless it was for a traditional "potluck". New Year's Day was considered an actual holiday. We dressed appropriately and ate well. It was one last day to enjoy the Christmas tree before heading back to school or work and reality. Unless we're all healthy and still have the energy to host an open house (which we haven't done in a few years), New Year's Day is just low key and leftovers. This year hub's got a cold and we missed going out for New Year's Eve. For whatever reason, I decided to defrost a two pound pork loin for the three of us and proceeded to figure out how create a dinner worthy of my own expectations. And I had to do it with what was in the house. I found a recipe called "Roast Pork Loin with Apples" on the Food Network we…