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Impressions, Pie, Bunnies of the Knitted Variety & Sleeplessness

April 14, 2017 at 7:59 am by Claudia

I can’t be the only person who is having trouble sleeping, right? Amidst the joys of spring, we have the threat of nuclear winter, with two unstable leaders rattling their sabres. I woke up at 4 am today and got up to use the bathroom. That did it. I couldn’t turn my thoughts off and I finally gave up and got up around 4:45.

Insanity. With billions of lives in the balance. The FBI is coming for you and your henchmen no matter what you do, so why don’t you spare us this ongoing fear and resign? That will give you time to prep for prison. Orange is the new black and all that sort of thing.

Okay. Enough of that and on to happier things.

Some shots of the house because Spring brings out my nester instincts and I look at the house with fresh eyes. All done with the iPhone because I was lazy at that moment. We’ll call the photos “Impressions.”

 

Those of you who follow along on Instagram already know this story, but for those of you who don’t, here it is. Yesterday morning, Fed Ex pulled up in our driveway. Since I wasn’t expecting anything, I was surprised. The Fed Ex guy was carrying a largish box and handed it to me. It was from the Julian Pie Company in Julian, CA. Oh my goodness. Julian apple pies are the best apple pies I have ever tasted and I knew immediately who was behind this surprise.

Sure enough, the message inside said “Sweets for the Sweet, love Don.” That stinker stopped by Julian on his way home from the desert last Monday and arranged to have a pie shipped to me. We used to treat ourselves to a Julian Pie quite often when we lived in San Diego.

Isn’t he the best?

I managed to wait until late afternoon until I cut a slice and then I happily indulged in the taste sensation of a Julian apple pie.

Best crust ever.

Sigh of happiness.

And, though I haven’t knitted in years, I started in on this little project:

We’ll see if it looks remotely presentable once I have finished. If you don’t see a picture, well, you’ll know.

Pie for breakfast.

Happy Friday.

Filed Under: cottage, Don, Donald Trump 70 Comments

The Wind Tunnel

March 11, 2017 at 9:43 am by Claudia

Greetings from the wind tunnel.

I’m not kidding. It sounds like I’m in a wind tunnel, especially upstairs in the office. The winds kicked up yesterday afternoon and they raged all night long. At this point, I’m ready to scream. In fact, I did scream some invective last night. Luckily, both Don and I are well versed in the dramatic turn, so he just laughed at me. (I did it twice.)

I grew up in Dearborn, Michigan, home of the Ford Motor Company. Not only was it the home of the World Headquarters, there was also the Rouge Plant (every school kid went on a tour of the Rouge Plant) and mysterious things like the Testing Ground and the….Wind Tunnel.

I was fascinated by the Wind Tunnel. What must it have been like inside the tunnel?

I think I know now.

Welcome to life in and around my cottage in what seems to be the windiest part of my neck of the woods. Again, not kidding. The other day, during a horrendously windy day, I got in the car to run some errands. Once I left my road and ventured onto neighboring roads, it struck me that the trees weren’t moving. Nor were the bushes. But back home? Crazy movement everywhere. I’ve observed this same thing many times. Windy here, but not there.

It’s in the single digits right now. Lovely.

I saw robins for the first time yesterday. They looked stunned by all the snow on the ground. Oh, we’re getting over a foot of snow on Tuesday.

I found myself whiling away some time on eBay yesterday afternoon. Roseville has been very pricey for the past 6 months or so. Ever hopeful, I did a search. Still too pricey. I miss adding to my collection, but truth be told, because I have amassed quite a bit of Roseville, I’m pickier now. Same thing with McCoy. I have a lot  of McCoy and there are really only a few pieces I would bid on at this point.

But I love collecting. What’s a girl to do?

Never fear, I found a vintage Nancy Drew and it’s on the way to the cottage. The newest will be The Mystery at Lilac Inn. I can’t wait to show you the cover illustration!

We’re hunkered down here at the cottage because it’s so gosh-darned cold out there! Reading, cuddling (it’s our last weekend together for quite a while), maybe some quilting, and some cleaning, straightening, plant watering…that kind of thing.

Happy Saturday.

Filed Under: collecting, cottage, Nancy Drew, winter 32 Comments

Thoughts on Wednesday

January 11, 2017 at 9:35 am by Claudia

• Of course. More flowers from Trader Joe’s, purchased on the way back to Hartford on Monday. I almost never have the amount of cut flowers in vases at the cottage that I have here. I would if Trader Joe’s was closer to our house. It’s an hour away from the cottage, but it happens to be just off the interstate that takes me to Hartford.

And there’s a Trader Joe’s just outside Hartford, as well.

Oh, and I count three Whole Foods within the greater Hartford area. Three. The nearest Whole Foods to the cottage? In Albany, the state capitol, which is over an hour away.

We really do live in the boonies. Whole Foods, I’m talking to you: Why not a Whole Foods in Poughkeepsie? It’s a college town. Just across the river is New Paltz – also a college town. There are a lot of people in my neck of the woods who eat healthily and would love to shop at a store such as yours. Please get on it.

• I took a picture of the chair that used to be my ‘blogging’ chair:

First time you’ve seen it without the ill-fitting slipcover.

Yes, duck tape, makeshift fabric covers intended to hide the stuffing that is escaping, a severely duck-taped cushion that cannot be shown without its cover. That’s why the slipcover (which I never really liked) was being used.

All that aside, look at the lines of this chair! The carved bun feet. I think it’s from the thirties or the forties. We bought it when we still lived in San Diego. It’s covered in a weird textured naugahyde-type fabric, but I love that mint green color. I know that getting it reupholstered would be very expensive, but you see, I don’t want to give it up! I really love it. It’s vintage. And wouldn’t this be the perfect chair for Don? He’s using the wood chair with the red-checked cushions right now, but really, it’s too small for him. This  is a Don chair. And it’s really comfortable. So, sometime this spring – most likely when Don is away in California, I think I’m going to get it reupholstered. They don’t make them like this anymore.

• Oh, President Obama. I watched your speech last night with tears in my eyes. And the stark difference between you and that man  could not have been clearer. One who is inclusive, who reaches out to others, whose focus in this speech, as in everything he has done while in office, is outward, is on us, not himself vs. a man who cannot get enough of the spotlight, who is a child and a petulant one at that, who lies, who continually brings the focus back to himself and how ‘great’ he is, who has never done anything to help others (and if he says he has, he’s lying), who is about as far from a man of substance, a statesman, as you can get.

You will be missed. With all my heart, I thank you for your eight years of service to your country. You have shown us dignity, compassion, humor, diligence, intelligence and brilliance. Not one speck of scandal in your career. Thank you. And a thank you to Michelle Obama, a role model for all of us, and to Joe Biden and Jill Biden. We shall not see your like again.

Happy Wednesday.

 

Filed Under: cottage, flowers, Obama 40 Comments

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