Clothing

10 Fashion Words to Know

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Afternoon Dress: A term used to indicate type of dress suitable for a garden party or afternoon formal tea, includes a hat.

Bikini Chain: A belt of fine gold chain worn with bikini and hip exposing pants.  Origin in the 1960’s.

Bench Wig: Tightly curled wig with flaps that hang down over the ears.  Often seen worn by judges in Great Britain.

Betrothal Ring; A ring commonly used in the 16th century which was broken in half and each half given to the bride and the groom.

Go-Go Boots: A white boot that comes up to the calf on your leg.  Originally worn by Go-Go dancers.

Godet:  A triangular piece of fabric set into a skirt or sleeve to give fullness.

Gossamer: While it has multiple meanings it is most commonly used to refer to a veiling fabric made of silk.  Think of the phase “On gossamer wings.”

Herringbone: A pattern made of short slanting parallel lines adjacent to other rows that slant in the opposite direction.  Creates a V shape design.

Karat: Describes the quality of gold used in jewelry.  24K means gold with no alloys added, but often too soft for jewelry. Not to be confused with Carat which is used for weight of gemstones.

Legwarmers: Knitted leg covers which stretch from ankle to knee.  Was a huge fashion trends in the 80’s.

See you next month for more fashion terms!

 

Home

5 Things to Declutter

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Since the 5 things to clean article is about spring cleaning, I am coordinating the clutter cleaning list too.  So we will start in the kitchen.  Here is this months list:

1. Unused Tea/Coffee/Sweeteners- excess water enhancers, that tea you only had one packet of two years ago. Get it gone!

2. Excess Spices.  Treat them just like the tea above.

3. Mugs and Glasses.  Do you really use your collection of world’s greatest mom mugs?

4. Unused Kitchen Gadgets.  Never used the bread maker from you wedding gifts you got more then 10 years ago?  Send it to the island of under-used kitchen products!

5. Anything chipped or cracked.

Okay, at this point I have reached my 5.  However, I still have a few decluttering points.

6. Get rid of excess serving pieces.

7. Tupperware or plastic storage items.

Happy decluttering.

Home

5 Things To Clean

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Spring is here.  So that means Spring Cleaning.  You always have to stay on top the dirt and grime.  Here are five things to give a really good deep clean to.  Take some time and get that grime!

  1. Clean the microwave and oven.  Give the inside a good clean for each.  Make sure to cover the outsides, range, and all the buttons, knobs, and filters.
  2. The dishwasher.  Wipe down the outside and sides of the door.  You can use vinegar to clean the dishwasher on a hot cycle.  The dishwasher is made to handle the acid of vinegar.  DO NOT use vinegar in the clothes washer.  It is all over blogging and some women’s magazines.  It will ruin your clothes washer.  It will rust out the drum.  The previous owner had done them and the result was the drum looked like Swiss cheese and collapsed.  I had to buy a new washer!
  3. Clean out your pantry.  Wipe it out and throw away all expired food.
  4. The Fridge.  Just like the pantry, wipe it out, remove the drawers to clean.  Toss out unused and expired food.
  5. Finally clean the sink, soap dish, sponges and underneath the sink.

Nest month I’ll add 5 more items to the deep clean Spring clean.

Family

My Furry Alarm Clocks Part 2

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You read all about my dog Boo.  Now learn about the latest edition to my family.  Our new rescue kitties “May” and “Winter.” The two of them are brothers.  They are from a litter of five cats and were the last two left.  We originally went to see May the black and white “tuxedo” cat.  On our way to the fosters basement she said there was another cat left too.  That they were brothers.  The minute she said that, I knew I was going home with two cats.

My son was with me.  So I asked him to pick a cat.  He looked at me and said “Mom, I can’t separate them, they’re brothers.” So I called my husband, and he said it was up to me.  I agreed and we took home two cats.  We had driven about an hour to get them.  I had originally sent out inquiries about 16+ cats up for adoption.  It was a range of kittens to adult cats.  I think we looked at four rescue groups total.  The only two cats were available, these two.  All the kittens needed to do was to fulfill one major requirement.  The cats must get along with dogs.

What I have found, however, is that in rescue speak “good with dogs” means they may have seen a dog.  Once. At a distance. In passing.

So the two kittens fitted into a single carrier together for the over 45 minute car ride home.  All the way May gave the most mournful wail.  Both tried to escape the carrier.  May was successful.  I had to drive with one hand and hold onto him with the other.  His brother, Winter the grey stripped cat, just sat in the carrier as still as possible.

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Finally, we arrive home.  Our Australian Shepard ran to us and sniffed the newest members of the family.  Winter hissed at her.  Boo quickly ran away, she is scared of mean cats. So we took the two fur balls up to our guest bedroom where we had their litter box and food set up. Our family planned to introduce them (Boo and the cats) to each other.  The cats had a ton of toys and beds to choose from.

It took about a month for us to let the cats have the run of the house.  We moved the litter box to the basement.  Their food to the kitchen.  Then various toys and beds were relocated to the rest of the house.

The cats have made themselves at home.  May is pretty mellow, he likes to sleep on the couch, in the chair in my office and by my feet in bed.  In the morning when my husband wakes up he feeds them they run after him and meow to get their food.  They know when the dog barks they get fed too.  Copy cats.  May, our tuxedo, will run to where the dogs food is kept and meows.  Just in case we forget to feed the dog first.  He also meows when the dog is ready to come in from outside.  Just in case we miss her.  May loves Boo. Winter, our stripped cat, has also started to do this.  Which I find funny.  He’s the one that is always biting the dog.  Don’t worry, the dog doesn’t feel it. She just gives me this look of “why did you bring them here?”

Once we get to their food,  they start purring and rubbing up against your hands making it hard to dish up the food without spilling it.  Then May comes upstairs and meows next to the bed (if I go back to it or am still in it).  Once I acknowledge him, he hops up and curls up in my arms for tummy rubs. When he wants attention or food he always meows.

Winter also likes tummy rubs but has to be in the mood for them.  He has become my buddy lately.  Always wanting to be by me.  Winter likes to suck on fuzzy blankets and knead them.  I have read that cats who are taken from their moms too young do this.  I know that these guys were taken too young.  When I see Winter do this, I just pet him and tell him it’s okay.

Winter is our brave and curious one.  He is fascinated by everything and has to experience everything.  I finally understand the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” by having Winter.  He has jumped in the fridge while open.  In the washer, dryer, cabinets, bathtub and toilet.  We must always keep the toilet seat down in this house (I’m out numbered by men) as Winter thinks it’s a drinking fountain.  Cats!

Each has their own distinct personality and likes and dislikes.  May likes to carry around small things.  His favorite toy is a bottle cap.  The plastic ones on coke bottles.  He used to love these little plastic flower cat toys that the foster had.  I searched all over the internet to find them.  I bought a bunch but I think the bottle caps are easier to carry around.  Winter likes things that move.  Especially if those things have feathers.  I can’t tell you how many of those wand toys he has destroyed. I have to hid my hair twist ties as both kitties are obsessed with them.  They have to carry them and chew on them.  The have also destroyed all my husbands shoe laces.

Thankfully all pets get along fairly well.  Each was a rescue pet.  I think they really know that this is their forever home.

*Thank you all for waiting for me to return to blogging.  As you know by my updates, life has taken an awful turn. I plan, but some things are more important than the blog.  I still enjoy doing this and hope to continue. Thanks for reading!

Journaling

March Journaling Prompts

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1. Write about a place you have never visited and why.

2. Are you an introvert or extrovert?  Do you ever wish you were the opposite? Why?

3. What is your Myers-Briggs type?  What are the main characteristics of the type?

4. How do you show love?

5. What is your favorite quote?

6. Are you organized or messy? Why?

7. What’s the best compliment you ever got?

8. Design a water tracker for your journal.  Keep track of your water intake this month.

9. Do an exercise log for a month.  What new things should you try?

10. Write a life timeline.  What are your most important milestones?  Why are they important?

Happy Writing!!

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My Furry Alarm Clocks

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Mark this under getting to know your blogger.  Today, I’d like to tell you about my pets.  Or as I like to call them.  My furry alarm clocks.  All of my pets are rescue animals.  Our dog “Boo”, who was named by the shelter, was found on the side of the road.  It was in South-Eastern Kansas (USA). Apparently, a vet saw her starving and bitten by flies on the side of the road.  He opened his backseat and she jumped in without being asked.  Then two weeks later she was up here in Minnesota waiting to be adopted.

The adoptive agency had not even put her photo up on their site yet. We met her at a large adoption event at Pet Co.  There had to be over a hundred dogs and more people.  We met about 8 dogs but we couldn’t find the right one.  We were there for hours. Finally, my son who had just finished Kindergarten was restless.  So my husband took him next door to the toy store.  Then I went in search of another dog.  I asked one of the volunteers for a friendly dog that was good with children.  We have so many kids in our neighborhood, we wanted to be cautious.  The volunteer showed me several dogs many of which we had looked at.

Then the volunteer brought me to a cage with an Australian Shepard in it.  The dog appeared frightened, but wanted to come with me.  I brought it outside.  The dog really loved being petted and immediately rolled over for tummy rubs.  Then my son and husband came back.  My husband said “Who is this?” I told him that I think I found our dog.

My husband had liked another dog, but I wasn’t fond of it.  I preferred this one.  Then I went and sat down on a bench and my son sat on the other end. The dog immediately jumped up and sat between us.  Boo was the only dog that paid attention to my son and I.  Other dogs we looked at were more interested what was going on then us.

So finally it came time to choose.  My husband had his favorite, I had mine.  So our six year old son would have to break the tie.  He choose the Australian Shepard “Boo”. She was about a one year old female.  We don’t think she is a pure breed.  We don’t care about that.  We filled out our paperwork, had her get chipped and took her home.

She was so frighted at first. She got physically ill all over our carpet.  We had the white builders carpet that so many home builders put in new homes.  The previous owners had not ripped it out.  Why is white carpet a thing?  Anyway, she was so ashamed when that happened.  She crawled over to me as if to say “Don’t hurt me.”  We had to reassure her she was not in trouble.  We gave her rubbed her head and spoke to her in that high pitched baby voice only dog owners know.

In the beginning she was my shadow. Actually, she still is my shadow.  It’s a trait of her breed.  They call Australian Shepherds the “Velcro” dog.  They follow you everywhere.  When I say everywhere I mean everywhere too.  It’s like having a toddler.  For once I would like to go to the bathroom without company.

She wasn’t as keen on my husband though.  She seemed scared of him.  My husband was confused as to what he had done.  I had to reassure him she liked him.  We just didn’t know her background.  I felt that she had been abused by males in her previous home(s) and that is why she was so fearful.  When my husband would grab a leash to take her for a walk she would cower behind me.  While we cannot say for certain, I feel whoever abandoned her used a rope to hurt her somehow.  For about a year after we adopted her she was skittish over ropes, and leashes if they were held by my husband.

Over time she warmed up to my husband and loves it when he takes her on walks.  It’s the only time she leaves me.  The minute my husband says the “W” word or grabs the leash she is right there by his side. Happy as a calm. She also waits for him in the window. When she sees his car she runs to the garage door waiting for him to come in.

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She also loves my son.  Her relationship is a little different with him.  She has always checked on him every night since we got her.  She also had to walk him to the bus stop and pick him up from the bus stop in elementary school.  If she felt that I was going to be late getting him she would bark at me to make sure I didn’t miss the bus dropping him off.

She loves the kids at the bus stop so much that one time she got out of her collar and ran onto the bus just as the door closed.  The bus started to pull away with her, and I had to run next to it and bang on the side.  Fortunately, the bus driver heard me and stopped.  He thought someone forgot something.  “No,” I told him.  “You have my dog.”  He gave me an odd look and I pointed to Boo laying in the middle of the aisle on the bus.  Happy as can be. All the kids thought it was hilarious.

After my son went to junior high school, she would still sit in the window and watch the elementary kids get on the bus.  When the bus pulls away, she gets down.  She really doesn’t care about the parents who are left, just that the kids got on safely.  Today, she runs out the door whenever I leave to drop off or get my son.  She wants to come along.  I’ve tried to say no. She just ignores me and jumps over, or around me and runs out.  Once I tried to tell her no and walked over to get her.  She ran away from me.  I wound up chasing her around the car four or five times.  Now I know how Wylie Coyote felt chasing the Road Runner in cartoons. Finally, I gave in.

Sometimes I have tried to fool her with treats.  She has endless hunger.  My dog trainer said since she was a stray food would most likely always be an issue for her.  She cannot be fooled.  Once okay.  Twice, not on your life.  She gives me this look like “I know that trick.”  The one where I throw the treat towards the back door and run out the front.  Then she gives me another look as if to say “Those treats suck too”.

The vet wants me to keep her weight down. Because of this the treats have been massively reduced in size and quality. Can’t make them too tasty.

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She rides very well.  When we took our first long car trip as a family, we found out another fear of hers.  I think whoever previously owned her took her on a long car trip, removed her collar and  left her.  About an hour into our first long car trip she jumped from the backseat to my lap in the front seat and just shook.  At least I was not driving at the time. She would not leave no matter how much I reassured her.

At the half-way point we took her out to get a walk and she wouldn’t take a step without me.  She kept her eye on me at all times.  Finally, she agreed to get in the backseat again.  We even took her collar off thinking it would make her more comfortable.  Wrong.  She got so upset and began to nudge the collar in our hands to get it back on.  We never take her collar off anymore.

Boo will always be by you when you are sick.  When we sleep at night she curls up in her bed at the foot of ours or jumps up on the bed to wedge herself between us.  She is so loving I can’t imagine not having her.  We love her to bits our furry alarm clock.

Stay tuned for “My Furry Alarm Clock, Part 2- Cat Edition” coming up soon.  How does your dog make itself part of the family?

Journaling

10 February Journal Prompts

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  1. What is your favorite Valentine’s Day gift? If you have not gotten one, would you like one?  What would it be?
  2. What would you like to try that you are afraid to do?
  3. What are your favorite colors?
  4. What is your favorite mythological story? Give a brief summary.
  5. Write down everything you do for a weekend by hour.
  6. Have you ever gotten anyone’s autograph.  Describe the person and the circumstances.
  7. What are you most afraid of?  Make it a tangible thing like spiders, ghosts etc.  Then tell what you are most afraid of that isn’t something physical like failure, or losing.
  8. Do you wear a watch? Why or why not?
  9. Draw or paste a picture of your favorite butterfly or bird.
  10. What was on your bedroom wall in your teens?