Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Starting school: the big K. that right folks kindergarten. Of course I forgot my camera on Friday when a hot air balloon landed across the major street from school in a church field and another hot air balloon was roughly 50 - 100 feet above the school. The little ones were so cute. "please land here. I hope it lands on my clasroom"
Wine Country Ukelele festival (picts coming)
We are smack dab in the middle of the Kids Fair.
And preparing for our Halau's big Ho'ike show in the middle of October.
And yes it has finally happened. I knew it would. 200GB on my computer FULL. Time to do some house cleaning. Yikes. I'm actually a bit surprised it took this long. I know what I will be doing this week.....
HA HA Suckers. I just found my D drive . 200 more GB for me. Party. They should last me a few months ....hopefully...
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Ah here’s our humble abode. Now I must let you in on a small fact. I don’t camp. I have issues that I don’t like open air when I slumber. I like to feel as if there are four SOLID walls around my body. Unless it’s 80 to 90 degrees with high humidity I don’t even crack a window. Size does not matter, it could be a box. So this was quite a big thing for me to do. I am not too proud to admit that yes I did sleep in the middle with a five year old protecting me on one side.
Also it seemed that everyone was having a wonderful time. So why don’t we save that discussion for the next day, maybe the ride home? Little Johnny may like to wake up at 4:30, but he can probably remember the night before without you rehashing it loudly at that hour. If I wanted to hear how much you and your child enjoyed the evening before, I would have invited you into my tent at 9am. Whispering before 7 am is always appreciated. Especially by those who are a bit grumpy from trying to fall asleep with children circling their tent the night before. Thanks.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
So last Wednesday was one of these occasions. The wee one and I grabbed a couple of her friends whose parents were off to celebrate a birthday and go to a concert and sauntered over to Oma’s. It was a warm summer evening and the sun was beginning to set.
Here's the cottage next to the courtyard. Aren’t these French doors beautiful? Okay I’m a bit biased because I built them. That’s right kiddies I built them. These beauties started off as 5 pieces of redwood and 2 big planes of glass.
Let the feasting begin. Here it’s serve yourself. You make it as you like it. A little or a lot. Don’t forget the music. Tonight it was Johnny Cash.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
I hit the local discount stores and found this beautiful hibiscus patterned table cloth that would fit in perfectly in the dining room. At $5.95 each, I bought 2. According to my rough calculations I can get 6 chairs covered with 1 tablecloth. And an extra if I need it down the road. Fabulous
Did I mention that this works great with metal chairs?
Here's what I did with this cutie.
I pulled the tablecloth over the edge of the cushion and marked an inch or so border from the edge.
I cut out the piece that I wanted and unscrewed the cushion from the metal frame.
Then I placed the material how I wanted it on the cushion and gently turned it over.
I cut away a bit of excess material and using a staple gun, stapled the material to the bottom of the cushion.
Then I screwed the cushion back onto the base.
And I’ve got lots of extra material to make a matching apron or placemat if I feel crafty. And if I need to replace the cushion cover again I’ve got material for that too.
*note: if you feel the tablecloth material is too thin, try using some fusible material to make it sturdier.
Now for you those of you assholes that took a beautiful pink hibiscus and a planter off our front steps about a week and a half ago and then came back a few days ago and DUG up and took the remaining hibiscus. You are sad and pathetic. I hope that the next time you steal a plant it is covered in cow fertilizer and the stench attaches itself to your hands for two full moons. Just remember karma is a bitch and you’re lucky I don’t live in the South, because that click click sound you hear would be the double barrel pointed at you from the balcony. Ah I feel much better now.