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An Anniversary

October 12, 2011 at 12:01 am by Claudia

Happy Anniversary, sweetheart. It’s been 13 years since we tied the knot in the little town of Nevada City, California. The best day of my life.

Truly, we have a happy marriage. Oh, we can argue with the best of them, but we laugh even harder. We decided at the beginning of our relationship that we were going to break our previous destructive patterns and we did. And we knew that we had to have a strong and true trust in each other. And we do.

My friends, if you want to hear my favorite of all the songs Don has written, go over to my sidebar, scroll down until you see the Don Sparks at Reverb Nation widget and click on it. When you see the list of his songs, click on ‘see all 23 songs.’ Then scroll down until you get to the second to the last: I’d Sing You. Give it a listen. It will only take a few minutes. You’ll hear and experience the depth of feeling that this man is capable of expressing. And then, if you have the time, scroll up and listen to either I’ve Got a Love or Don’t Tell Me Heart.

You just may swoon. I know I do.

So Happy Anniversary, beloved. I’ve got your back.
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Don’t forget Reality Shot Thursday! I’ll have the post and links up at midnight.

You may have noticed my new banner. My blog designer is no longer in business, so I decided to design something myself. That way I have a bit more control over the design. Hope you like it.

Whoops! Now, I’ve also changed the background. See what happens when you’re home sick?

Over the Weekend

October 3, 2011 at 4:56 pm by Claudia

Over the weekend:

I added some lace to the edge of the upper shelf in the studio cabinet. It will do for now, but I think it is too close to the color of the shelf – not enough contrast. Hello brides and grooms!

I found a place to hang the pretty embroidered guest towel from Jill:

I won that rustic hanger a while back from Jennifer at The Old Painted Cottage. Unable to decide where to hang it, I put it away until inspiration struck. It struck over the weekend. As long as Don doesn’t sleep walk out of the bathroom, which is just to the left of the cabinet, and dry his hands, it should be safe.

I looked at this and thought there must be a more attractive way to store my crocheted-throw-in-progress:

You were thinking I would follow with a photo of some beautiful container? Nope. Haven’t found one yet. Though it won’t make any design magazine spread, the box is right by my chair in the den and holds everything I need to work on this mammoth throw. Can’t use a basket – the yarn will snag. Any ideas?

I received a phone call from Don on Friday saying we were going on a ‘Mystery Date’ that night. He gave not a hint of where we were going. We ended up driving to a town that is right next to the wee hamlet we used to live in. I still had no idea what the heck was going on until we turned a corner and I saw the marquee: “Gordon Lightfoot tonight.” I was totally surprised and delighted.

I’ve been a fan for years – I saw him in concert at least 3 times when I was much younger and somehow wrangled my way backstage and got his autograph. Don saw him more recently when I was away working in California. This time we got to experience his artistry together. It was a magical evening and just what I needed.

Gordon Lightfoot and my mother were both born in the same town of Orillia, Ontario. I feel that makes him a sort of cousin. Gordon might not feel the same way.

Another scary photo of Scout. This one cracks me up.

The call of the wild.

Of Frying Pans and Mouthy Dogs

September 21, 2011 at 10:01 am by Claudia

Yes, dear readers, it’s come to this. I’m posting a photo of a frying pan. How much worse can things get here at the cottage?

You realize, of course, why I’m posting this particular not-very-good-photo. The color! My favorite color, in fact. We needed another frying pan (why can’t non-stick surfaces stay non-stick for more that a few months?) and I found this one at Home Goods. Cuisinart. This particular style comes in lots of bright colors. And yes, I took this photo before I potentially ruined the wicker rocker. In fact, it was right before I embarked on my doomed DIY project.

Seriously, does anyone else have problems with non-stick pans? If you have a recommendation, I’d sure love to hear it. Because we are seriously irritated by it. Especially this guy:

…who does most of the frying around here. Neat photo, eh? (My Canadian grandmother wrote letters to me when I was in college and she invariably ended a sentence with “eh?”) I took this last week because Don wanted some updated photos with his now shorter hair. Ooh….those eyes!! And let’s not mention his hair, which makes me green with envy.

Now I will leave you with this photo of Scout looking insane:

Scout will be 13 this December. She is the youngest 13 year old dog I’ve ever seen. She’s got far more energy than I do, that’s for sure. As she gets older, though, she has become barkier. Lots of barking. Nagging barking. She’s like an elderly person who has decided that old age has earned her the right to mouth off whenever she wants. You know, the person who says, “I speak my mind. I don’t care what people think.”

That’s Scout. She’s a piece of work, that one.

An Anniversary

Over the Weekend

Of Frying Pans and Mouthy Dogs

Lambs Like to Party

A Note

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