PawsOff Protective Bed Cover
July 17, 2010 by admin
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If I’ve written about it once, I’ve written about it a hundred times, pet hair. I’ve actually purchased comforters and sheets to match my pets in hopes that the hair wouldn’t show.
Needless to say, I “pounced” on the opportunity to receive a complimentary PawsOff Protective Bed Cover in exchange for an honest review.
This unique cover is the last thing to go on your bed in the morning, right over your comforter and pillows to protect your linens from fur, odor, germs, slobber and stains. Fitted corners give a snug fit and the four elastic garters make sure the cover stays on the bed. This was a very important feature for me because my giant dogs like to take a running leap and dive on the bed which can send covers and pillows flying everywhere. Not any more!
There is an adorable commercial at pawsoff.com where you can see the PawsOff Protective Bed Cover stay right where it was put. No matter how much digging and clawing my pets gave the The PawsOFF Protective Bed Cover, it hung tight and stayed put. When I remove the cover at the end of the day I have a nice clean place where I could make my nest.
The PawsOFF Protective Bed Cover is available in the most common bed sizes: twin at $29.99, full at $39.99, queen at $49.99 and king at $59.99 and comes in three neutral colors: Sand, Chocolate and Charcoal.
The PawsOFF Protective Bed Cover’s patent pending design has revolutionized the way owner and pet co-exist, providing a solution for many pet lovers across the country. There is no other product like this on the market and is available exclusively through their website. Proceeds from each cover sold goes toward selected animal sanctuaries. For more information on this company visit livewellpetproducts.com. This fabulous product was recently featured in PeoplePets.com and PawNation.com.
New York City is Alive and Well!
July 17, 2010 by admin
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After years of occupancy decline in New York, the recent Independence Day weekend proved that tourism in New York City is alive and well - up from 40 percent a year ago.
CitySights NY, the city’s premiere double-decker bus tour company, offers an All Around Town Tour which is perfect for New York-bound tourists. By bus and by boat – this tour will show those millions of tourists that flock here, the ins and outs of NYC…literally.
The Ins (BY BUS):
CitySights NY’s All Around Town Tour offers guests the best touring value with 48 hours of hop-on, hop-off sightseeing capabilitieson its Downtown, Uptown & Harlem, Brooklyn and Night loops. On the All Around Town Tour, you will get to see sights like:
Madison Square Garden- The Empire State Building
- Fifth Avenue
- Lincoln Center
- Central Park
- Times Square
- Chinatown
- The Manhattan and Brooklyn bridges
- and much more!
The Outs (BY BOAT):
The All Around Town Tour also includes an exciting harbor cruise on the world famous Circle Line, for 75 minutes of water sightseeing. On this cruise, guests will get to see the City from the outside including:
Spectacular views of the Statue of Liberty- Ellis Island
- Manhattan skyline
- Hudson River
- The South Street Seaport
- Governor’s Island
- Chelsea Piers
- and much more!
All of CitySights NY’s tours are lead by well trained guides that provide interesting and intriguing narration on all the sights visited. Departure times and locations vary depending on each particular tour. Tickets for CitySights NY’s All Around Town Tour can be purchased online for a special web price of $49 for adults and $39 for children. Visit www.citysightsny.com for more information and to book tickets. We can also provide a tourism expert from CitySights NY with 10+ years of experience in the industry.
About CitySights NY
CitySights NY is New York City’s largest and most complete operator of ground transportation, sightseeing and tour services for the group market. CitySights NY operates a fleet of deluxe motorcoaches and new double-decker buses, uniquely-designed with seating on the top deck only to provide guests with the best possible views of Manhattan’s attractions, neighborhoods, and places of interest. In addition, CitySights NY is part of the New York Airport Service group of companies that provides individual airport transfers, motorcoach, minibus, and van charter services.
Toad Urine
July 15, 2010 by admin
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Rescue: free from confinement, danger, or evil.
I rescue.
I rescue kids, dogs, cats. I didn’t set out to be a rescuer, it just happened. I’ve done foster care for humans and canines and felines. After my seven year old daughter died in 1996, I was grateful for her existence and vowed that whatever was put on my porch I would take care of from that moment forward. I started doing foster care and ended up adopting a sibling pair and and then a second sibling pair. I also did some feline foster care and ended up with way too many cats. Canine foster, same story. I always answered the call, rescuing everyone from danger and evil.
Rescue was my destiny, my talent, my forte. Until yesterday when I literally turned my back on a creature that was sitting on my porch.
I live in a large wooded lot in Sheboygan. It is like being on vacation three hundred and sixty five days a year. I have a deer herd of about six that the woods to stand in while looking both ways before crossing the street (true story, they really really do look both ways). I have a decent-sized red fox that lays in the sun at the bottom of our lower driveway. We’ve got more turkeys sucking gravel than you can count and our woods indicate that there is quite a night life for the wildlife (based on the after-party poop we’ve found).
For a city girl like myself this is very cool in a really creepy way. I find the deer to be the most disturbing. How can something that weighs like two hundred some pounds just be roaming and reproducing? If the deer and the antelope roam, what’s next, feral cows?
After living in the woods for a few years and I thought I was learning to coincide with nature. I’ve certainly been blessed with an odd assortment of bugs in the house, not to mention the panic that comes with an open door that just screams “all mice are welcome” and we all know from watching Disney’s Rescuers that mice can read.
Yesterday, life as I knew it came to an abrupt halt. There was a four inch toad in my front hall. I thought it was eight to ten inches in diameter, but Man Across the Street indicated that it was more like four inches.
Here’s the deal, I have had a toad living on my front porch. I ignored it. I didn’t offer it food, water, shelter, not a single thing so I thought it would go away. It didn’t. If I put a bag of garbage on the front porch to take down to the trash cans, it would be under the garbage bag when I picked it up. I have a couple of vintage crocks on the front porch and it sits between the crocks, facing the yard. For me, this has been just as scary as any movie that had ever been created. I swear its unblinking eyes follow me wherever I go.
Anyway, yesterday afternoon at about 3:30 I asked my youngest daughter to bring in all the shoes from the front porch and put them in the shoe basket in the foyer. She dutifully counted eleventeen shoes and put them in the basket just like she was told, such a good girl.
Maybe ten minutes after that the boys decided to go out and shoot hoops. They dash to the shoe basket only to produce a blood-curdling, eardrum-shattering scream. MOM, THE TOAD IS IN THE HOUSE. That sneaky little amphibian must have harbored himself in a shoe or sandal knowing this was a way to get his webbed foot in the door.
First of all this scared me so much that I had to pee really bad, so I did that. I then ordered all my humans outside to keep an eye on the toad by looking through the front door. I quickly fixed my hair just a little and sprayed on a dot of perfume and applied a dash of lip gloss. I set out to do the only thing I knew how to do in a situation like this: act pathetic and find a man to help. Sorry, but it is a true story and I must stick to the facts.
I sauntered my way across the street to the nearest home that showed any sign of life. Now this neighbor is pretty cool and laid back. I don’t know his name so I always refer to him as Man Across the Street. He’s a smoker so he is often in his garage smoking and watching television and from observing his vehicle patterns I could tell he was on vacation this week.
I sashay up to his garage and say “excuse me” and this apparently scared him as much as the toad scared me because he bolted out of his chair and stood up. Man Across the Street must have forgotten that he was in his garage smoking and watching TV wearing nothing but his unders since he is adjusting the front of them while I am trying not to look but I can’t help myself.
Man Across the Street: Hi.
Me: Hi, I hate to be such a damsel in distress but their is a giant toad in our front hall and I need to have it removed.
Still startled and adjusting, Man Across the Street: Are you sure it isn’t a snake?
Me: I am pretty sure it is a toad, a giant toad (I’m batting my eyelashes now) and this toad really needs to be leave.
Man Across the Street: If you are sure it isn’t a snake, I will help you. Let me put some real pants on and I will be right over, but if it is a snake I must leave.
Me: I’ll meet you over there.
True story people, you can’t make up a conversation like this.
Man Across the Street comes over in just a few minutes and one quick glance tells me that he does now have on real pants. I invite him in only then he can’t see the toad because it has kind of camouflaged itself in a Speedo sandal.
Man Across the Street: Where is it?
Me: Right there, he’s in the Speedo sandal by the rim of the basket.
Man Across the Street: Sure enough, at least it isn’t a snake.
I gave Man Across the Street a big Tupperware bowl to throw over the top of the basket and he heads out the front door with the basket, shoes, and toad in tow. Once outside the front door, Man Across the Street prepares to release the toad.
Me: Damn it, not so close to the front door. Let’s shoot him off to the lower woods portion.
Man Across the Street: Are there any snakes in that portion?
Me, as I start to sense a serious fear of snakes: Not that I am aware of (Man Across the Street hesitates). No, no snakes at all (I add reassuringly).
The shoe basket is now laid on its side and the toad is gently encouraged to leave by Man Across the Street continually smacking the sides and bottom of the basket. Man Across the Street points the toad towards the west so it can hopefully understand that it needs to live on a different property.
I thank him profusely yet appropriately and offer to walk him home. I don’t know why I did that, he seemed weak from the anticipation of snakes I guess. He reassured me he was fine.
I re-enter my now toad free home only to find a big puddle of toad urine. What the #&*%? I carefully fold a piece of Scooby Doo paper toweling into fourths to absorb the urine. Apparently the toad got the pee scared out of him, too.
If rescue means to free from confinement, danger, or evil I may have still done my best. That toad would have had no quality of life with our family. Yes, he had been confined to our home and was definitely in danger of being stepped on which may have been interpreted as evil.
I did see my way through this and realized that I did not fail to rescue, but successfully re-homed the toad.
Now for authenticity, here is a picture that I took of the toad and watch how his creepy eye follow you no matter where you are in the room.
No Cry Solutions
July 12, 2010 by admin
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From the time that babies become aware of the world around them they begin to form important relationships with the people in their lives. They quickly learn that certain people are vital to their happiness and their survival. Babies don’t have the ability to understand how the world works, so they don’t know what makes these people appear or disappear. When their special people are out of sight they have no way of knowing if their beloved ones are gone forever, and they express their concern: usually by crying and clinging. Here are a few tips to help your baby learn to adapt to separations without the anxiety.
1 ~ Practice with quick, daily separations
Over the course of your usual days together take opportunities to expose your baby to a few brief, safe visual separations. This process is particularly useful for the little super-glue babies who need you to be within arms reach at all times. Begin by getting your baby started with playing with an interesting toy or another person. When your little one is happily engaged, walk slowly, and go briefly into another room. Whistle, sing, hum, or talk so she knows you’re still there, even though she can’t see you. Carry out these brief separations off and on throughout the day in a variety of different situations.
2 ~ Avoid the in-arms transfer
It’s common to hand over a baby from one caregiver to another. The problem with this is that your little on is leaving the safety and warmth of your arms and physically whisked away to another less-familiar person. This physical parting is the ultimate separation-anxiety producer. To reduce the physical anxiety-producing sensations of an arms-to-arms transfer, make the change with your baby in a neutral place, such as playing on the floor or sitting in a swing, highchair or baby seat. Have the caregiver sit next to your baby and engage your child’s attention as you say a quick, happy good-bye. As soon as you are gone is the best time for the caregiver to pick up your child. The advantage is that your baby’s caregiver will be put in the position of rescuer and can help them with their relationship.
3 ~ Embrace separation anxiety as a positive sign.
It’s perfectly okay – even wonderful – for your child to be so attached to you and for her to desire your constant companionship. Congratulations: It’s evidence that the bond you’ve worked so hard to create is holding. So politely ignore those who tell you otherwise.
When you relax your expectations of independence you can actually help your baby be more relaxed and less anxious about those times of separation.
Crafty and Creative Back to School Preparations
July 12, 2010 by admin
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Sandy Sandler, founder of non-profit www.C4K555.org and creator of the best selling Bowdabra, is providing several fun, easy and cost-effective projects that kids and can do that save money and show their creativity.
Between new clothes and backpacks, supplies and shoes, back to school time can really put a dent in your budget. Fortunately, with a little forethought and creativity, you can save money on your back to school supplies and still start the school year off right.
Shop Ahead
School supplies are often at their cheapest in mid summer. Call your child’s school and find out if you can get the supply list a little early and take advantage of those sales. Find out when your state has its tax-free days and plan your shopping around it for extra savings.
Buy Simple
When you do hit the stores, keep an eye out for the simpler alternatives. Instead of glossy, photo covered folders and binders buy plain white and then let kids decorate them with magazine photos, fabric and paper scraps. Cover blank notebooks and journals with fun fabric and make your own book covers out of wallpaper or contact paper. Decorating their own school supplies isn’t just a cost cutting measure; it will also boost confidence when they can show off their own creations to their friends.
DIY
Take advantage of all the online tutorials out there and make your own pencil cases, gym bags and even back packs. Look around the house, at thrift stores or even in the recycling bin for items you can reuse for interesting projects like this fun pencil bag (click here).
Clothing Face Lift
Before you spend any money on back to school clothing, go though your children’s closets and drawers with them and find items that could use a little face life to give them new life. Patch the knees of boys’ jeans with rough and rugged camouflage fabric, add length to a skirt or T-shirt by stitching ribbon or fringe to the hem, make your own freezer paper stencils and paint over stains with fabric paint. Even younger kids can get in on the action with this no-sew blue jeans spruce up.
You’ll need:
An old pair of jeans
Roll of rickrack or fun ribbon
Permanent Fabric Glue
Scissors
1. Wash and dry the jeans and lay them out on a flat work surface. Using the ribbon, measure around the ankle of the jeans and cut four pieces just slightly longer than this length.
2. Using the fabric glue, fold over one end of the ribbon and attach it along the bottom hem of the jeans. Glue another length of ribbon onto the jean about two inches above the first. Repeat with the other leg. Be sure to fold over the other end before gluing it down.
3. Cut four more pieces just longer than the width of the back pocket. Following the same procedure, glue the ribbon down along the top of the pocket.
4. Allow the glue to dry completely before wearing. Wash according to the instructions on the glue.
Plan No-Waste Lunches
One of the biggest cost cutting measures you can take is to move to homemade reusable lunch bags and sandwich wraps. Over the course of the year, the cost of sandwich baggies and brown paper sacks can really add up, but creating your own reusable lunch packing items is easier, and cheaper, than you think. For sandwich wraps cut 12-inch squares of canvas using pinking shears. Lay the square on your work surface point side up and, with a piece of bread in the center for sizing, fold first the side corners and then the bottom and top corners down. Find the point where the top and bottom corners meet and attach stick on Velcro to each side. Kids can use fabric markers to decorate their sandwich wraps and they can easily be tossed in the laundry when they need a wash.
A reusable lunch bag is a great first sewing project that children can feel proud of every day when they sit down in the cafeteria to eat. But before you rush out to the fabric store, look through your sewing bin and check outgrown clothing. An old cotton shirt and a fleece sweater can give you all the fabric you need for this fun project.
You’ll need:
(2) 12×24 inch pieces of cotton fabric
(1) 12 x 24 inch piece of polar fleece
Thread
Velcro dots
10 inches of ribbon
Scissors
1. On your work surface, layer first the fleece, then a cotton rectangle, right side up, and finally the last rectangle, right side down. Pin across one of the long sides and sew using a straight stitch.
2. Fold the top layer of cotton up and press the seam open with your fingers.
3. Now fold this new, larger rectangle in half the other way. Pin and sew along the edge.
4. Fold the cotton only side down over the fleece to create a shorter tube. Trim the raw edges of the fabric to be even and sew across the bottom of the bag.
5. Turn the whole thing right side out. Fold the corners of the bottom in and stitch into place. Add a handle to the top using the ribbon and attach the Velcro dots along the top edge of the bag to hold it closed.
For more creative ideas, visit www.C4K555.org to download free projects at Crafters 4 Kids
Coppertone’s iPhone Application
July 11, 2010 by admin
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Directions to the beach? Check.
Enough towels for everyone? Check.
Beach chairs? Check.
Coloring books to keep the kids occupied in the car? Check.
Music for myself, so I don’t go insane in the car? Check.
Enough sunscreen to last us the full day at the beach? Hmmm.
With the launch of the Coppertone MyUV Alert™ iPhone application, organized moms who magically manage to get everything together have one less thing to worry about!
This new application provides personalized suncare profiles so mom can chose the suncare protection plan that is just right for each member of the family! The new app also provides suncare reminders to help mom out, allowing her to specify what activities will be undertaken throughout the day to ensure that everyone is protected no matter what the day entails.
With Coppertone’s MyUV Alert application, mom can get some help managing individualized suncare needs, and check one more thing off of her “ to do” list.
On the heels of this brand new app, the Coppertone Solar Research center this morning released the findings from its recent Suncare 2020 Symposium. The symposium gathered thought leaders from government, medicine, academia, and advocacy to comment on current issues in suncare and make recommendations. The experts in attendance underscored the fact that an urgent need exists to clarify conflicting messages for Americans surrounding healthy sun protection habits.
In response, Coppertone created several tools to help consumers make more educated sun protection choices, one of which is the Coppertone MyUV Alert™ iPhone application.
In addition to the app, the Coppertone Solar Research Center created an easy-to-remember checklist to “RAISE” public awareness on expected elements to be addressed in FDA’s upcoming final sunscreen monograph. This mnemonic device (below) is designed to help prepare consumers for what changes they may see when the FDA’s rule is passed:
Rating UVA Protection: New UVA information will likely be required on sunscreen labels in addition to SPF.
Anti-Aging: Products with SPF may be further limited in making claims related to premature skin aging.
Ingredients: New active ingredients or active ingredient combinations could be approved.
SPF Cap: SPF values may be capped (for example, a proposed cap of SPF 50+ might be enacted).
Expression of Claims: Claims language on sunscreen labels could change. For instance, the word “sunblock” may no longer be permitted to appear anywhere on product labeling. All products would be labeled “sunscreens.”
If you are interested in more information, please click here to download a complete executive summary of the event, which features more expert recommendations.
If David Copperfield Were Incontinent*
January 13, 2010 by admin
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* I wrote this late October, 2007. It has always been one of my favorites and today seemed like a great day to run it for all of you. At the time I wrote this DavidCopperfield (one word) was being investigated for allegedly sexually assaulting a young woman in his warehouse. Today, the investigation has been completed and you can read about it here or here.
It must really be horrible to be famous and have people wanting a chunk of you. I’ve always thought of David Copperfield as a well-groomed man of mystery. I also imagined that he would smell good when he wasn’t working. If he would smell good on the job you would be able to tell where he was going to be next and that would ruin the entire illusion. He would leave a fragrance trail that could expose the exact path he took to get from Point A to Point B.
I’ve got a really good sniffer myself. We’ve got a couple of cats and I can tell as soon as someone takes a leak in one of my VERY clean litter boxes. I am able to detect urine in a baby’s diaper within seconds after its appearance. Basically, if David Copperfield was incontinent I could totally destroy some of his phenomenal illusions.
So back to David Copperfield, which is one of those names where you always have to say the first and last names together every time he is referenced. He is not a David and he is not a Mr. Copperfield. But he is very much a David Copperfield, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, much like David Copperfield, I like stuff. I don’t have warehouses of stuff like he does, but because I don’t have a garage right now I do have a storage unit of stuff.
So the feds have been sifting through David Copperfield’s stuff because he is famous and somebody said something crappy about him. From what I have seen on CNN highlights, our international man of mystery has some way cool stuff. Much more cool than my stuff, but there is no way I would want the feds rifling through my stuff either! I would look suspicious for just about any crime they would want to pin on me. I would be a profiler’s easiest day at the office.
** Hmm, she’s got a decapitated Barbie doll. It appears to be one of the originals but why would she have a naked Barbie with chewed off fingers wrapped in one bag and the head wrapped in a totally separate bag?
** Hmm, here’s a monkey with it’s lips colored brighter red than the original lips were intended.
** Look at these baby dolls, they all have holes punched in the sides of their heads.
If a stranger looked at my stuff I would come across as a self-maiming baby-mutilator with mommy issues where in reality I am less colorful.
** Yeah, Barbie’s head is off. She’s almost fifty and her neck is shot.
** Sure, I tried to recolor my monkey’s mouth once its lips faded from me washing it’s little monkey face.
** Big deal, I tried to pierce my babies’ ears. Who hasn’t?
But peoples’ stuff in storage is private. If there is an investigation going on within David Copperfield’s warehouse I don’t think it is my business to be invited along in for the once over. If given the opportunity I would gawk and stare and tell my friends everything I saw, but I don’t think I should be given the opportunity in the first place. I love my friends dearly, but invite them into my storage unit for a look see? I don’t’ think so.
Stay strong, David Copperfield. I think it must really suck to be you right now. I’ve never been in the spotlight to the degree that you have been, in fact the closest I’ve ever come to a spotlight is the light that goes on when you open the refrigerator door. However, I have had my private life scattered around in a somewhat public manner and it is a miserable thing to have to go through and. I can appreciate the tremendous amount of stress that must be in your life right now. I have no words of wisdom to offer you except that this will pass. Perhaps once the authorities are done with your warehouse and you think there is faint urine odor where some chief of something may have whizzed on your biz, call me and I can help you determine the exact site of contamination.
Everybody Needs A Place To Rest
January 4, 2010 by admin
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Fourteen years ago my daughter Madeleine died. The past few years I’ve shared the same writings with you, over and over. I’ve actually altered, edited, and tweaked those words until they have become nothing more to me then the script of her life and ultimately her death.
Today, I looked for and found fresh words to share. I’m not trying to convince anyone that I’m a better person because I had her in my life. Today I’m just sad. Sad and tired.
I’ll confess I’ve been in a writing slump since November 7 because on that day Travis turned 21 and his twin sister Madeleine didn’t. And as much as I’d love to pretend that I don’t cry about it any more I can’t stop crying today and that has never happened to me before. I’m crying way too early. I never cry until January 6.
I decided I want to move past this self-induced mourning. So rather than wait until Wednesday, which is the actual anniversary of Madeleine’s death, I am publishing my raw thoughts today, two days early. I’m feeling them now, so I’m showing them now and I’ll be ready to move on again.
This is my first picture of her.
And this is the last.
And you already know she has a twin brother, Travis.
What you don’t know is that all Travis asked for on his 21st birthday was to receive something that was special from Madeleine that he could have as a keepsake. I gave him the bear she was holding in the first picture. I meant to keep it forever, but I was surprised how ready I was to let it go.
And what I didn’t know is that on his 21st birthday his drink request was two shots of Jameson. He drank one and left the other sit on the bar that night in her honor.
I’ve got tears again, but these are tears of pride. I’ve spent years studying my daughter’s tiny hand casually draped over the teddy bear. Now I stare at the strong adult hand of her brother holding the very same toy. I remember the day I found out I was having twins. I stopped at the hospital gift shop and made my first “twin” purchase. Two teddy bears at $6.99 each made the pair of babies a reality. Reality hit hard when I buried one of the teddy bears with Madeleine, reality came full circle when I was able to hand the remaining bear to Travis.
I’m starting to forget some of the details of the Saturday she died. I’m not sure what kind of weather we had, I know we had glistening, swirling snow on the day she was buried … it was almost magical. But on the day she died, I really don’t remember.
Surprisingly, I do remember slivers from songs I heard on the radio to and from the funeral home while I finalized arrangements.
Tell me why are we
So blind to see.
That the ones we hurt
Are you and me?She said I have to go home
‘Cause I’m real tired you see
I ain’t got many friends left to talk to
No one’s around when I’m in trouble
And I’ve got the predictability of “this” because it happens every year. Without fail I begin the slide downhill on November 7th and without realizing it, this year I have become abundantly anxious to propel myself as far into the new year as humanly possible, or at least well past January 6.
As a non-fiction author I avoid using poetic license. As a humorist, I seldom embellish to stress the obvious. Writers are allowed to use poetic license to heighten the effect of their work. It wasn’t until this afternoon that I realized I could also use my poetic license to intentionally deviate from all normally applicable rules or practices by bumping ahead the pages of time. Therefore, I am officially moving on with my life two days earlier than usual.
I’m done writing for today. I’m publishing this because I’m ready and through my tears I am smiling.
Madeleine did amazing things in seven years but even more amazing than that, she’s been gone twice as long as she was ever here and I’m still reveling in the ripple effect from her pond. I’m standing strong and tall and I’m ready to grow forward two days early.
Sleep in heavenly peace, Madeleine. Sleep in heavenly peace.
Friday Foto Finish Fiesta, 2010.01.01
I love a good deal. And even if I don’t need the item, well I still love a good deal. And I love decorating, not like a total over hauling of an entire room, just rotating my stuff makes me really happy.
Two years ago I picked up a set of three candle stick holder things at T.J. Maxx.Marked down after the holiday season, they were heavy metal with some greenery woven through, couple of frosted red berries, little bit of grapevine. I decorate largely in botanicals so I thought this would be a perfect fit with the rest of my holiday decorations.
My original plan was to use these along the fireplace mantel, which would be very unlike me. I am a big fan of even numbers and symetrical settings so to plan on using three of these on my fireplace was a foreign thought, like a brain fart I guess.
And on a side note, brain farts are important. They must be released quickly. If allowed to build up the can cause shitty ideas.
Back to the story at hand. When I returned home with these Stellar Sale Price candle holders the bottom tripod was too wide to fit on the mantel, I hadn’t even thought of that little detail. I hadn’t imagine these suckers anywhere but above the fireplace.
I parked two of the candle holders on the dining room buffet. I’ll admit they looked unsteady on that tiled counter so I positioned a few metal birds in front for protection.
And I put the other three-legged candle holder in the dining room on the corner table.
Incidentally, the corner table serves no purpose other than to hold some fake fruit and the vintage sewing basket where we keep the rechargable batteries and battery rechargers.
At this point, I will let the pictures tell the story.
At some point, one of the resident idiots quickly and carelessly I went digging for a battery.
Never in my widest imagination did I anticipate a result like this:
What’s happening in your home ?
Friday Foto Finish Fiesta, 2009.12.18
At age five . . .
At age fifteen . . .
1. In your Phriday personal post, include a phavorite photograph (like how I did that?) and a brief description of why it is your phave. Anything at all works for me … one picture, more pictures, a video … even if you participate it another blogger’s Friday event you can double up as long as you link back to me within your post.
2. My advice is that you jump on board now bephore everyone in the nation gets involved and there are no mega-giga-y2k-bytes lepht phor you!
3. As always, if you have any questions or just want to chat about cats or kids or what I am going to do with the ten spare hours I now have every Phriday, you can contact me at candidcarrie at gmail dot com!
5. Try to remember to link back to me, if you don’t know how or would like some help, I’ll gladly assist you!
Let the Phestivities begin!
