Last Road Trip of 2010

So we are going to stay longer that anticipated because I received divine intervention, at least that is what Lee says.  On Tuesday morning just before we hit the road I received an email from Room with a Past and they are having a New Year's Day event. 

In my heart of hearts I have always wanted to attend one of their monthly sales events but have never  had the opportunity until now.  We are going.  The hotel room is booked and Joe doesn't know it yet, unless he is reading this post, but is going with us.  We will celebrate New Year's Eve together probably watching movies and sipping Martinelli's sparkling cider. 

Here is a little recap of our adventures so far. 

We stopped in both the Roseville and Auburn Discovery Shops.

I've seen this look before she is contemplating her next move. Shopping with children is a bit like chess..you have to have your moves planned three or four ahead.

That little Santa in the background will go to live with Joe for his holiday display.

This happy little metal canister set will make the trek back to Southern California.
All I could hear my mother saying is "Where would bad taste be without yellow?"

I don't even recall a single yellow flower in her extensive garden history. 

 A book for the nightstand stack.  

This iconic sign is from Auburn.
I found a similar but modern sign in Sacramento.
We will have to return to take a photo.
Are the Irish (pub, right)  partial to the martini?

This little nursery sits on a slice of pie shaped location and is jam (no pun intended-it must be breakfast time) packed with garden loveliness.

This is the birdie that got away. At approximately $48 he was too rich for my  budget.  Notice I said budget and not taste. 

Back in Sacramento for a quick jaunt. This shop closes at 5 p.m. sharp.  Definitely worth a visit.













Dinner at Joe's Crab Shake in Old Town Sac on the river and dessert at Rick's Dessert Diner.

The servers dancer at the Shack.  Jacob is showing us his moves.

More adventures tomorrow.

On the Road

My grade finally posted.  I got an A.  It is one of the best feelings.  So very excited.  It feels just like fifth grade when one of my all time favorite teachers, Ms. Friest, gave me a coveted homemaded bookmarks.  I still have some of the bookmarks.  This news makes our field trip road trip so much better. 

It rained all the way from Fresno to Sacramento and now it is raining at home. 

We are going to explore Paradise and Auburn during our visit and stop at as many Discovery Shoppes and time will allow. 

Saving Christmas Cards

Winter is such a cozy time.  A bit of leisure time to rest, craft, shop and to reminiscence about all that we hold dear.  My Susan Branch Christmas Memories book is essentially empty but it does include Christmas cards from the past.   I am so glad I saved the cards that mark the years  passing and children growing and then there are my mother's Christmas cards which I have saved for over twenty years.

Maybe this year I will be motivated  to find all the cards and put them together.  This morning I found her card from 2002.  Lee and I had just celebrated our first year of marriage and discovered that we were expecting Jacob.
 
My mother's 2002 card is to typical of her.  A lovely note filled with love, hugs, kisses and a wish that we soon would again embrace.  The card  depicts a nativity scene complete with sheep, a Shepard, and  the three kings placed under a huge tree decorated with angels and a golden star at the top.  Growing up, baby Jesus was always the central part of Christmas.  Santa didn't play a significant role at all.  We were taught that baby Jesus brought the gifts and so my mother maintained the tradition even in her selection of cards.  Enclosed in this card were two crisp one dollar bills.  One for Mark and the other for Nicholas.  I am sentimental and the dollars remain because her placement of bills in the card was more important that spending the dollars.  I knew that those dollars had passed through her hands and I could not bear to part with them.
My mother didn't have much in the way of material things but everything she gave came tied with heart strings.  She set a fine example for us all.  Keep Jesus at the center of your celebration, remember those that you love by writing a note and share what you have.

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December and mothers forever.” Rectorial address, May 3, 1922, St. Andrew's University, Scotland. James Matthew Barrie

Dream Machine

My dream machine.  Had I taken this photo, I would have taken it from the front end but alas it was Lee's birthday and he can take the picture any way he wants.  Love you honey.

A perfectly restored Ford Falcon convertible, be still my heart. See that red interior that's HOT.

Lolita from Silva's Dress Shoppe, and my childhood, drove a white
Falcon.  The car was basic but I fell in love and stayed in love. 
Angie, another lady from my childhood, drove a Metropolitan,
come on that's not even fair. What hope did I have?

Dream chair.  Our deal was that we would never own a bark-o-lounger  (that's what we
call them-those super ugly 1970s recliners.  The chairs are, remarkably, still manufactured today).
That is, we would never own the "bark" unless we had a super secret room.
You know, like in the movies, a room behind a wall of books. 
On the other hand, the recliner of my dreams
could be a compromise.  Here's the perfect child humoring his mother.
That's my hand helping me balance because it was a long day and
I still refuse to use a cane.Thank goodness for my mobility device of choice, a stroller.

Merry Christmas

I am convinced that the preparation for Christmas is the
most fun then there is
the beauty of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

Almost finished with our new glittery wreath.
Yes, that is a huge embroidery
hoop with clothes pins. 
Our inspiration came from Martha Stewart.

Remind me to change that door knob. 
I don't like anything "golden."  These may have to be a
New Year's gift to self.
Jacob and I embellished these for my team at work.  
That's an I SPY puzzle we are working on.

Our annual Santa parade. 
This year we added the Annalee donkey.

And finally photos from our Mission Inn visit. 

Merry Christmas to you and your dear ones.  Thank you for visiting.  I have to get back to crafting.

Birthdays

As some of you know, I recently celebrated another birthday.  A glorious thing since my oldest sister, Mericia, only celebrated 44 birthdays.  That's Mericia, our Mother and my oldest brother, Ilidio.  I know you can't tell but my sister had dark brown hair and the bluest eyes.  She was my first best friend and she named me.

Next year will mark the 20th anniversary of her
passing and yet I still miss her embrace.
Yes, I am getting older but inside, at times,
I can go back to old regrets and feel the
vulnerability of another time.

True, too, I am glad for all the love, joy
and pain that I have experienced
because I know its how I got to the me of today.

Here I am at about the age of 19 full of spark.  

Do I feel old?  How could I, when almost 

any song from the early 

days of AC/DC will take me to the age of 16.  

The Best of Bread takes me to a drive along the 

coast from Half Moon Bay to Pescadaro.  

When all I have to do is hear the right song 

and I am right there in my time machine. 

I could be driving up the hill to my high school 

campus with Van Halen's Ice Cream Man blaring. 

This song  takes me to a love note from long ago.

Spin to many years later and a

wedding day with Hot Chocolate.

Outside there is a body riddled with arthritis 

but inside, baby...I'm still as vibrant as ever 

with a whole lot more experience and confidence.

So to the fool who asked me if I felt OLD, 

here's to getting older. Cheers. ROAR..I don't have any

meows left in me.  

December

Have I said how much I love December.
True, Lee and I both celebrate our birthdays this month
and there is Christmas but it's the nesting that I love.  Making a home.
Being safe and cozy indoors.  Cuddle weather.

Our home is a mess right now with all the craft projects,
gift wrapping and decorating going on but in my heart there is peace.

Here's one of our next projects, taped and ready to go.
We are definitely not afraid to live with color and we
have the spray paint cans to prove it.  I am thinking red
because our house is peppered with red all year long.

A  mirror for painting.

My Wish List

I am a very simple girl. I love cute things. When the men that are my sons
were little I had to stop saying adorable because they were saying it. Its only charming
when they are very little so I had to stop.  Didn't make the same mistake with
Jacob.  I like grandmotherly sweet things.   My mother used to say that she
was glad that I was a little girl for so long. My taste hasn't really evolved.

My friends dressed provocatively but I loved ruffles and lace, still do.
I love to live in bright colors but my closet looks more like a Portuguese widow's closet.
Lots of black and white peppered with gray and brown.
I had three boys before a very girlie girl came along.
A girl that as she turned three asked for dresses and makeup.  Yes, I know we are in for it.

Here is my wish list sampler platter:

This year I rekindled my love for Julia.



An old movie...Bachelor Mother.  Romance, lovely rooms, all sweetness.



My favorite scents are spicy.  With a bottle like this...who cares.



Anything Susan Branch. All her goodness is available online.

This Holly mug. To save for Miss Holly.

This coat in this color...


A new Harveys handbag.


I have an obession with book bags and tote bags. This one by Cath Kidston
 is calling my name.



And theses shoes.

Little steps

My class is officially over and now the holiday celebration may begin.
The American Festival in Long Beach.
The Vintage Lady in Tustin is having an open house this Sunday.

Baby steps with the wreaths.  Joe was here this weekend and I didn't show him. Mine says, "Boas Festas" and Joe's says, "Feliz Natal."

We all experienced the Rockettes for the first time.  My two favorite
parts were the toy soldiers and the Nativity scene with the three
kings.  Amazingly beautiful.

Glorious Saturday

The Rockettes, thrifting and Holiday of Lights....oh my.