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Rainy Days

January 27, 2012 at 11:05 am by Claudia

Yesterday was rainy. Cold. Dreary. Lazy. Today looks to be the same.

I managed to amass a day’s worth of mugs and glasses on my little side table. I didn’t even get up to get my camera – I used the iPhone.

We ate dinner and lunch on trays in the den. That’s Don’s slipper to the right.

My new copy of Where Women Create arrived in the mail. I won a year’s subscription in a giveaway. I’m very grateful, because at $15 per issue, I would not be buying it in these frugal times.

Thank goodness for the flowers – they help to brighten up the day. We need to schedule another trip to Trader Joe’s. Next week.

(photos from the hipstamatic app on the iPhone.)

Thank you for all the wonderful hanging lamp suggestions. I knew you’d have some great ideas. Now, of course, I’m more confused than ever. So there it sits, on the kitchen table, calling to me.

My response? I don’t know what to do with you yet! But I will.

I hope your Friday is cheery, despite gray skies. Or maybe you’re blessed with beautiful weather today. Either way, enjoy!

Made in…

January 20, 2012 at 9:55 am by Claudia

Good morning on this wintry Friday. We got a little snow last night, about half an inch or so, with a bit more to come tonight. No big storm yesterday – just a quiet, pretty snowfall in the evening.

So far, so good.

We’re a sleepy bunch this morning. Riley has yet to get up to attend to business. I’m in my flannel pajamas, wrapped in a shawl, drinking my morning Peet’s. Scout’s in the ‘tunnel.’

Note pink flannel pajamas on the left.

I wore those pajamas all day yesterday, except for when I returned the rental car. I figured it might not be a good idea to arrive at the rental counter in pink flannel.

The trip to New Haven went well, but oh, was I exhausted! Not enough sleep the night before, lots of driving and a very late arrival back home at the cottage. I arrived in New Haven about an hour and a half before curtain, so I went to IKEA. It’s right next door and I needed some dinner and the food is good, but more importantly, it’s cheap. I called Don to say I arrived safely, played around with my iPhone and, after dinner, took a quick walk through the store.

I bought these:

The cost was about a dollar per glass. The pale colors drew me in and they’re nice and tall. We’ve managed to break every tall glass around here, leaving us with something close to a juice-style glass in size (also from IKEA) and some plastic crap. I figured these were a good investment. Why only 3?

I don’t know. I truly don’t know what I was thinking.

But here’s an interesting discovery:

IKEA of Sweden.

Made in China.

Is everything being made in China now? It sure seems that way.

Call me crazy, but perhaps the lack of jobs in this country and other countries might be greatly improved if we started manufacturing our products at home. It’s not rocket science. It’s just common sense. Why aren’t we taking care of our own?

You can’t walk through Target or the dreaded Walmart or any other store without seeing ‘Made in China’ on most everything.

By the way, this sweet little Nisse from the Danish company, Maileg?

Made in China.

Just think what a difference it would mean to the economic picture of every country if jobs and manufacturing were brought back home. The lines of eager job applicants would stretch for miles. We could get our citizens back to work, help them become independent again. Unemployment payments would greatly decrease.

Why aren’t we doing this? Perhaps the need for cheap labor should be trumped by the needs of our country’s citizens.

I could write a treatise on this, but I won’t. At least for the moment.

I’ll leave you with this shot of the sun rising over our back forty.

Happy Friday!

Early Morning

January 18, 2012 at 9:07 am by Claudia

One of my favorite moments in the early morning or evening is the time when the sky is changing – when it’s about to be dark or about to be light. The deep blues move and shift and if you blink, it all changes. They remind me of the blues in a Maxfield Parrish illustration. He always used those mysterious, rich shades of blue. It’s one of the reasons I love his work so much.

I woke up too early today. While letting the dogs out, I saw the sky and grabbed my camera.

I wish I’d slept longer as I have to drive to New Haven again today – this time later in the day because I have to catch an evening performance. I’ll be driving back home late tonight. A bit more sleep would have been most welcome. I fall asleep just fine, but somehow during the early morning hours I wake up and my thoughts start running rampant, I can’t get comfortable and eventually get up.

Those middle-of-the-night thoughts and worries can really get to you.

On the other hand, I love the early morning hours when everything is quiet, when the world is still sleeping. I grab a shawl to ward off the chill, take my little furry pals with me into the den, drink a cup of Peet’s French Roast and watch the sun rise.

I like the quiet. More and more, as I get older, I crave quiet. We’re out in the country, yes, but we live on a very busy road. In the summertime, with the windows open, the sound of trucks and cars can be too loud, too annoying. In the winter, with the house shut up tight, those sounds fade into the background. And when it snows: quiet everywhere. We haven’t had a snowfall like that this winter. I wonder if we will in this strange winter of 2012.

I’m on my second cup of coffee now. Riley seems unusually restless this morning and I can’t figure out what he needs or wants. Scout is sleeping on the sofa. Don’s asleep upstairs. I just sneezed five times in a row.

A glimpse of my morning here at Mockingbird Hill Cottage.

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Tomorrow starts a new series, Thrifty Living 2012. Five of us will be sharing our tips for frugal, thrifty living. We’ll introduce ourselves and share our personal stories over the next two Thursdays, then we’ll take turns sharing the things we do to save money in this crazy economy. I hope you’ll join us.

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