Good old days!

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Remembering  Mom's Clothesline
  There is  one thing that's left out.
We had a long  wooden pole (clothes pole) that was used to push  the clotheslines up
so that longer items  (sheets/pants/etc.) didn't brush the ground and  get dirty.
I can hear my mother  now...
  THE BASIC  RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES:
 
(If  you don't even know what clotheslines are,  better skip this.)
  1.  You had to hang the socks by the toes... NOT the  top.

2.  You hung pants by the BOTTOM/cuffs... NOT the  waistbands.

3.  You had to WASH the clothesline(s) before  hanging any clothes -
walk the entire length  of each line with a damp cloth around the  lines.

4.  You had to hang the clothes in a certain order,  and always hang "whites" with "whites,"
and  hang them first.

5.  You NEVER hung a shirt by the shoulders - always  by the tail!
What would the neighbors  think?

6.  Wash day on a Monday! NEVER hang clothes on the  weekend,
or on Sunday, for Heaven's  sake!
 
7.  Hang the sheets and towels on the OUTSIDE lines  so you could
hide your "unmentionables" in  the middle (perverts & busybodies,  y'know!)
 
8.  It didn't matter if it was sub-zero weather...  clothes would "freeze-dry."
 
9.  ALWAYS gather the clothes pins when taking down  dry clothes!
Pins left on the lines were  "tacky"!
 
10.  If you were efficient, you would line the  clothes up so that each item
did not need  two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes  pins with the next washed  item.

11.  Clothes off of the line before dinner time,  neatly folded in the clothes basket,
and  ready to be ironed.

12.  IRONED??!! Well, that's a whole OTHER  subject!

Play pretties from the Vail Hotel.

I am pretty sure this was made by Marilyn Hoisington.  If I ever figure out how to do this, the world will be my oyster!  Now, let's see what else is hanging out here at the Vail.  Bear in mind that my information that I should put with the items is out in the car, and it is dark and scary out there.  I will try to put names on stuff tomorrow, but for tonight, just enjoy the pictures.

This is a weird looking bird and I am betting that Janet Anslovar had a hand in this.  If not, I will correct it tomorrow.  Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow!  Mother taught me that.

This is made of wire and I poked my tiny little finger on one of the wires.  Need to be careful around sharp wires. Mother taught me that also.  That and not to run with scissors.  I listened to mother and that is why I am still alive today!  It is gold and red wires.

Button made from an antler.  That is too cool!

Bookmarks?

An apple that used to be a gourd.  I made that!

This is almost see through.  I like the little pieces of color and the texture is subtle.

Ok, I am going to grab a glass of milk and go to bed.  I promise I will do better tomorrow.  (Bet you have heard that before!)  And you will hear me say, as I disappear from sight,

Merry Wednesday to all and to all a good night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Handwoven Holiday Sale is open at the Vail Hotel!

I jumped up this morning, ran through the shower and headed off to the Vail Hotel in Historic downtown Pueblo to work my shift at the sale.  First I had to have Patty Lynn braid my hair and this time she braided the ribbon in with the hair.  Cute, huh?

Here is the Handweavers Sale sign against the backdrop of the beautiful, historic Vail Hotel.  Did you know Clark Gable spent the night there with Carol Lombard, his wife at the time?

This is one of the beautiful stained glass windows that are in the room we have the sale in.

This shot is out the window towards the El Pueblo Museum.

 

Out this window we can see the Sister Cities Plaza.  Behind it is our Senior Center (SRDA)  Lots of demonstrations have taken place here over the years and I might have attended one, or maybe two.  Maybe.

But in here is a real demonstration!  Here we have Marilyn Hoisington giving a demonstration on the floor loom. I do not remember what this pattern is called, but it is on the 4 harness loom.  Since it is the  Hand weaver's  sale, we are always in search of people wanting to learn to weave.  We also do spinning, felting, crochet, knit, basket weaving, dying, and decorate gourds.

This is a close up of what they are working on today.

Over the next few days I will introduce you to a few of our ladies.  Not many men in our guild at all!

This is Colette Wright who is honchoing the upper room, where all the bookkeeping stuff goes on and I am glad she is doing that and not me!

Each year we set aside a "donation table" and the proceeds from that table go to a worthy cause.  This year they are going to Los Pobres Migrant Center in Avondale and dear Sister Nancy Crafton dropped by today to leave some brochures.  I love that woman. 

These are the ladies running the checkout table today.  Tomorrow we will get more personal!  Stay tuned!

But for tonight, a good night to you all.

 

 

 

 

 

Craft Sale at First Congregational United Church of Christ.

Ah, some of the home baked stuff!

And Jill wants a picture of it also!

And Don Hustead will regal Carol Hobbs, Mary Jane Voelker, and Tracy Mosley with some wild tale!

Lois Duvall is an avid bronco fan!   

Her son, Mark will keep her under control as her daughter Heather makes fun on the situation. 

I can almost tell Theresa Cordova and Steve Parke are up to no good in this shot! 

Patty Timm is manning my table because I have wandered off to the kitchen!

 

This is the view across the aisle from my table.

Matt and Tia hard at work holding down a couple chairs.

And here is Don spinning a wild tale for Patty Crehan in the kitchen.

Diane Hustead hard at work in the kitchen with Jeremy (forgot his last name.)

So, a good time was had by all and I wound up with this picture of Jill that I can not get to delete, or center or do anything I want it to, so I guess I will leave you to look at the back of her shirt.  Try to make the sale next year.  It is a hoot.

 

 

 

 

Oh, I think I did this right!

Got up early!

Yesterday I got up really early, so I decided to make a cake I had seen in the recipe section of the newspaper the day before.  I think it was called  "Black Magic Dark Chocolate."  Sounded too good to miss out on, so by 5:15 AM this is what the kitchen looked like.

And this was the sight in my sink!

While it was baking I had time to tidy up!  And when the timer went off I was in good shape.

Oh, doesn't that look good? 

I do not like frosting, so I had a big piece without frosting.

It was superb!  Dark, moist, just the right amount of sugar.  But then comes the problem us single women run into...We can only hold so much cake!  I decided I would put some chocolate frosting on it.  That was a mistake!  I ate two more pieces, but help was on the way!

I had mentioned to the son-in-law that I might make it the day before.  I was surprised when my phone rang at 8:30 last night and his little voice said, "Grandma!  What did you do with that cake?"

Now in all fairness, I had thought about taking it into Jackie's shop and sharing it, but hadn't.  Then I had thought about running it over to her house, but that had not happened either.  I thought about calling and having them come and get it, but by that time me and that cake were getting to be pretty good friends!  So when Jimmie called, I told him my dilemma and he sent Shellie right over to save me from myself.

The only drawback to being a single woman seems to be what to do with the leftovers.  I love to cook and there seems to be no way to make cake for one, or a pot of vegetable soup for one,  and half a pot of coffee just seems to be a lonely undertaking.  So, now that Jimmie is renting the garage, I may have an outlet for my leftovers!

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus!

 

 

 

 

 

Fall colors and the animals are staying close.

Isn't this beautiful?  It is a house up on the corner by Lagree's.  The homeowners really gave some thought to the planting of these trees; red, yellow, green, red, yellow, green.  There is no rhyme nor reason to what happens in my yard at any time of year.  Guess I am a sort of "early morning dig a hole and stick something in it and hope it lives" kind of girl.   I admire this yard.

So, since it is cold tonight, I decide to just watch a little television.  I remember when Kenny used to say he was going to watch a little television, I would tease him because he always fell asleep.  I told him it must be a damn little television because it was hid behind his eyelids.  Sure miss him.  Anyway, I sat down to watch television in my 2400 square foot house and see how everything manages to fit into 2 square feet, most of which is on my lap.

On the left is Elvira wedged between my hip and the chair arm of the recliner.  I like to call it "my recliner", but we know better than that, don't we?  Daisy has her head between my knees and looks at me with sad eyes trying to figure out how to dislodge Elvira and get onto my lap.  Icarus is down on the fuzzy rug acting like she does not care.  I have no idea where my other foot went!  It must be some where!

OK, you guys can have the recliner and I will just stand here and look busy.  So this is how I spend most evenings.  When I am up here on the computer, the Daisy dog is under the desk at my feet and the Elvira is in the dog bed under the buffet.  Icarus is usually on my lap, but tonight she is still down in the big recliner.  I am going to post this and as soon as that is done I will turn off the computer and they will all three run into my bedroom.  Icarus gets her treat on my dresser and the dogs grab thiers and Elvira goes under the bed and Daisy eats hers on the rug.  I hop in bed and it is off to dream land for all of us!  Yes, life is good!