This moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Amazed

Have we talked about my younger son lately? He goes about his life in a rather unassuming way. Because of this, people miss so much.

The kid is crazy funny...one day he said that peanut butter and jelly was a better love story than Twilight. Ha!  He can be a bit of a smart ass. Sorry for those who are bit sensitive about the language, but there is no better way...he is my child after all.

But the thing that amazes and awes me about this child is his quiet talent. You've already heard him...I live with that. He wonders around the house singing all the time. I'm going to miss it when he leaves for school, because I've realized that I take it for granted.

The other thing he can do is draw. He's always done it...scribbling on whatever he can get his hands on...always doodling.

Boy have those doddles gotten better...

He does this stuff, brings home an "A" in art class, but doesn't bring home the work. What?!? See, quiet talent. It's one of the many things I love about him. He's very talented. He accepts this. He doesn't brag about it and does not have any false modesty about it. In his words, "It is what it is, Mom." In my not so humble opinion, it's amazing

My Home Town

I don't think I've really talked much about my little home town.  I live in a place called Jamestown...in North Carolina, not Virginia.  It was settled in 1752 and is all off 2.7 square miles, in between the two larger and more well known cities of Greensboro and High Point.  I have spent the majority of my life here...with a brief stay in Greensboro while I attended UNCG.  This town is my home and has so many wonderful little gems.

One is our public library. It started out as THE school for the area in the early 1900s.  As things happen, needs change, new buildings were built and at one point, back in the 1980s, there was talk about tearing the building down.  Here's what's so cool.  The citizens of Jamestown, most of whom attended this school at some point in their lives, basically said "over my dead body."  Funds were raised, the School Board transferred ownership to the the Town and renovations began.

Source - The Jamestown Library Page on Facebook.

Here are the results.  Gorgeous, yes? While I attended another local elementary school, my family still has history with this school.  My step-father attended this school and his fourth grade (? I think it's fourth) teacher was my second cousin, Miss Chadwick.

Susan, the Soap Lady is on the left and Renee is on the right

Another wonderful spot is my friend Susan's store - The Soap Lady.  This store is such a wonderful place, but I know so much of it has to do with the incredible lady that runs it.  I swear that Susan has NEVER met a stranger, has one of the biggest, most generous hearts out there, but she doesn't suffer fools or bullies - which in my book makes her a winner. She makes the most amazing soaps and lotions and sells various gift items that are all locally made. And on the last Wednesday night of the month, her store is crammed pack with all the local ladies taking a night off for girls' night. We all bring food and wine and enjoy a nice visit, either hanging out in the store or sitting out on the porch in rocking chairs. 

See that other lady in the picture with Susan? She was one of my sixth grade teachers.  I hadn't seen her in years and there she was at girls' night one night.  I thought she looked so familiar, but back when she was my teacher, she was fresh out of college and unmarried, so the names didn't match up...at first.  She was so cool and I know inspired some of my hippie tendencies.  Now, I'm just fortunate to call her friend.

This is town is the type of place where, when  you're in a store buying your favorite soap, one of the hairdressers from the "The Beauty Parlor" (yes, that is the name) next door walks in and tells Susan that her hair is being done "tomorrow at 1:00" because Susan has to look her best - she's being honored at a luncheon on Friday by the Sedgefield Garden Club. We aren't quite Mayberry, but we aren't far off either.

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Now let's talk food....there is possibly one of the best restaurants in the whole Piedmont Triad area right in the middle of Town.  Southern Roots....even the name is perfect. But let's get back to the food....the Billy Bob is probably a little bit of heaven.  It is...and I quote from the menu..."grilled gouda pimento cheese, applewood smoked bacon, fried green tomatoes on sourdough bread."  YUM! That happens to be one of my particular favorites, but there is definitely something for everyone. Oh! The sauteed okra is awesome. When the weather is nice, on the weekends, you will typically find the back patio full of people enjoying the evening and live music provided by the various bands.

The Counter at TurnTable

But I think one of my other favorite places in town is TurnTable. This place is a coffee shop/music venue in an old two story house on Main Street owned by the cutest couple, John and Renee. During the day, you'll see various people in and out...getting coffee, sitting on one of the many sofas while reading or catching up on some work. I spent this last Saturday there with Renee, teaching her how to knit in between pauses while she waited on her patrons.

At night TurnTable becomes this really cool, quirky music venue. John and Renee have acts come in from all over the country. On a wall in the back hallway, they all leave their mark - a note, signature - just a little something to let you know who was there. Wednesday is Open Mic Night. Usually, when I hear this term I get a little wary, but no need. I went this past Wednesday and was so incredibly impressed...Here's a little something for your listening pleasure.....

Aren't they great?  They are Hayden Cooke and Lee Coltrane and are just a small example of the talent that was there that night. They were only able to do three songs, but I could have listened to them all night.

I hope you've enjoyed this brief glimpse into why I stay in this "spot on the road."  One day, I do hope to have a farm in the North Carolina mountains, but this town will always have a place in my heart.  I probably had the most idyllic childhood here, growing up surrounded by people who knew me....or my Sainted Mother.  I was Nancy and Jim's girl, you know Tina's little sister.  Some people still know me that way.  I'm good with that.

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Getting Blocked

Well finally!  It seems like forever since I've been here and it was only Friday.  I have been busy though.  My back is just about back to normal so I spent the weekend with blocking wires and pins.  Take a look ladies because I seriously doubt that I'll update Ravelry cause I'm a lazy  one.  The fact that I've gotten this far is amazing.

This lovely item is Nimbus.  I love, Love, LOVE the shape of this thing.  My sister says it looks very "Batman."  I have to agree.  I'm  going to have to re-block this puppy.  I steam block most everything and with some items, well, they just need a good old fashion wet block.  I believe this is one.  Once I took the pins an wires out, it drew up....a lot. The yarn is Crazyfoot by Mountain Colors in Red Willow.

This is the Age of Brass and Steam Kerchief.  I did a couple of extra repeats....I think it's just a couple.  I think this yarn was made for this thing - wish I could remember what it is.  The stripes are so great.

Summer Flies is another shawl that I think I'm going to have to re-block.  This yarn, Interlacement Seeds - Chairman of the Board Colorway, doesn't have a lot of give to it, so steaming didn't offer up enough give.

And finally, Saroyan. Can I stress how happy this yarn makes me?  This is my own personal happy rainbow. I smile every time I look at it.  The yarn is JoJoLand Melody Superwash and it is so incredibly soft and springy.

Number One Son is back at college.  I miss him.  I don't know if his brother does, but I also miss their laughter and the general noise....now if I could just get my house back in order before Car Guy gets back from Sweden.  It's amazing how the presence of one more person creates more...mess, activity and general disorder.  It's also amazing how quickly you get used to them being back.  I don't know that I'll ever get used to him being gone.

Tonight I think I'm going to rent this and watch it with Number Two Son.  I've already seen it and *Oh My - Gasp* it's amazing.  Believe it or not, the kiddo has read the book and wants to watch this with his old Mama.  He's discovered this new love of reading (YEA!!!!) and is now reading Angels and Demons. No light reading for that child.  He likes to make that brain work.  Would you believe he's in an after school bridge club...they play other games as well, but I think it's great that he's learning all these games and the art of conversation that goes along with it.  I see a beach trip full of fun and games this summer!

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Stranger Than Fiction

This is one of my favorite pictures of my boys.  It was taken a long time ago when they liked each other and would play sweetly together. Then something happened. The older one decided it would be fun to pester the little one...a lot. I mean A LOT, as in way too much. As in drive their mother insane. As they got older, it got worse.  It also became more physical. There were times that it got so bad that I would step in between the two of them and pray that neither one of them would swing.  That my presence was enough to calm them down. And thank goodness it worked.  I never got the accidental black eye by stepping into the path of flying adolescent fists...whew.  But it always really bothered me the way they only tolerated each other.  My sister is one of my best friends.  I love and miss her terribly, particularly since she lives on the other side of the country.  But those two, not so much.

Then the oldest went off to college.  The house got a lot quieter.  Some of the silence was good and some of it was not so good.  I have missed him, but I didn't miss the fighting and the snarky comments that the two would exchange.

While at school, the oldest started having girlfriend problems. You know, the usual...fighting, breaking up, getting back together. He found support in the most unlikely place - his little brother. Then my youngest recorded that song and posted it to youtube.  His brother saw it. And he posted it on his facebook page. And he tweeted it to all his friends and was proud of his little brother. And they started talking.  Not fighting, but really talking...or rather texting and tweeting. They found out that they had some things in common and that maybe they weren't as obnoxious as they thought they were. Then the oldest came home for spring break....and has been hanging out with his little brother. And instead of yelling, I hear laughter and a friendship emerging....like they might, dare I say it, like each other?!?!

Yes, there are some things in life that truly are stranger than fiction.  I know, I've seen it....and it makes me the happiest mama ever.

Weekends Past

Thank you so much for your sweet concern!  I must admit that it made me feel very special.  I am slowly getting back into the swing of everything but I hate to say that it takes me a little longer to do so these days.

Our weekend was rather quiet partially due to my back and partially because we spent six hours in the car driving to Greenville and back to bring Number One Son home for spring break. Then yesterday, Car Guy flew out on one of his trips to see the world.  He's in Chile this week and totally bummed that he's not at home with me and the boys.  He really hates missing this time with both of our boys home.

Since everything was so quiet, I'll tell you about the goings on from the weekend before....just a little late :)

We got up last Saturday, jumped in the car and headed to the small town of Dobson.  And when I say small, I mean small. According to Wikipedia the area of Dobson is 1.86 square miles. Yup, it's tiny.  One of the attractions is the Rockford General Store. We check it out and bought some penny candy that no longer cost a penny and were able to see a bit of a reenactment of the "War of Northern Aggression."  For you none Southerners, that would be the Civil War. And no, I'm not going into a political or educational discussion of said war. It was just interesting to watch.

This is one of the camps.  The people actually stayed there over night and cooked their meals over the campfires.  Everything was fairly authentic....until you saw someone pull out their cell phone.

There was quite a bit of gun play and when one of those Yankee soldiers was shot down in battle, the crowd would cheer.  It was pretty cold, so we didn't stay too long.  I mean, come on....we know how it ended.

We hopped back into the car and decided to see what else was around the area, particularly in the way of food and we came across Cody Creek and the Depot Restaurant. This was totally dumb luck, which turned out to be good luck because the food was simple but delicious.

The location itself is gorgeous.  There is a beautiful chapel, covered bridge and event location.  There are also cabins available. And let's face it, any place that has sheep is good with me.

The next day, we took off to Raffaldini's Winery with my friend Sue. The winery is just gorgeous and the wine is pretty tasty too.

Of course it didn't hurt Car Guy's feelings to be escorting two women around. We had  a wonderful time and I would recommend going on a clear day so that you can enjoy the patio.  The view is absolutely spectacular.

It was wonderful weekend and then Monday rolled around and I somehow managed to screw up my back.  That was the worst part of this injury.  I still haven't figured out I did it.  But enough about that.  I'm doing much better.  It's amazing what a person will do to get out of blocking...ahem.

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Adding a little blurb here to say sorry for being absent this week.  I'm afraid that I pulled my back some how earlier in the week, so I have been out of commission.  One shot, some meds and a bit of physical therapy and I'm almost back to my old self....This aging thing is for the birds though.  How can one cause that much pain to themselves and not know how they did it? Hope everyone is doing well!

My Baby....

So I wanted to take a moment and show off my baby....he's the one singing. If you can't tell, I'm extremely proud of him.

Thank goodness he doesn't take after his mama....I haven't found a bucket yet to carry my tune in (ahem).  Enjoy and I'll be back soon with the other recent "going ons."

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Pathetically Blocked

This is really sad...and kind of embarrassing....Ok, not kind of.  It is embarrassing.  Most of you that have been around for a while know that I love knitting/crocheting and that I like to keep my hands busy.  I love the creative process and I love watching a project unfold into something beautiful and useful.  Here's the embarrassing part....I hate blocking.  And I don't mean that I find it annoying. I mean I hate the process...all those pins.  UGH!  Therefore, I was tickled to death when my Sainted Mother gave me blocking wires for Christmas.  I thought surely this would help. Right?  Wrong.

See this stack?  All finished projects just waiting to be enjoyed...if I would get off my derriere and block them.  Seriously, how pathetic is this?

There it all sits, on the bed in the guest room just waiting...the variegated red/orange yarn is The Age of Brass and Steam Kerchief. The one next to that is Mairi.  It's been finished, other than blocking, for almost a year.  Next is my Saroyan.  It's only a few months old, as is the Summer Flies shawlette that looks like a dark blob in this picture.  I don't even remember the name of the the brown and tan fuzzy shawl that's in the mix.

And you know what's even worse?  They are all still sitting there and I've started something else....

This is Nimbus. I'm actually a bit further along than this. OK, a lot further along than this. As in the pattern calls for 24 repeats and I'm on the 25th repeat because I wanted to make it a little larger since I'm a little...um...larger. Ahem. Actually, I just have a long torso and I wanted this to reach my waist....yeah, that's it. The yarn is Mountain Colors Crazyfoot in the Red Willow colorway.  It's really interesting to see the orange pops in this picture because it's actually more of a rust color. My goal is to complete this and then...wait for it...block everything this weekend. We'll see how that goes.

Are you more successful in completing your projects?

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

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Homeland Security

Well it appears that we have been under siege.  Thank goodness for my brave guard panther!

There was a stranger at the door yesterday morning.

He tried the cute approach...rolling around in front of the door.

Then he came up to the door to introduce himself.

Please let me in!  It's cold out here....if I hit the glass hard enough, will it open?

Or maybe if I ask nicely?  Hello there, please my I come in?

He was a thief, I tell you! He would have stolen my food....used my box (eww!) and then he would have taken my spot in front of the window. No sir! Not going to happen! It's bad enough that I have to share all that stuff with him. Sniff. This is my house and I will defend it!  Now how about a treat, since I did such a good job? Please?

Three Bags Full?

WARNING....Picture rich post with a lot of cuteness!

Actually, it's only one bag of wool. 

But its 4.4 lbs of lovely Corriedale wool to be exact. 

Doesn't he look like he's smiling at us?  And saying hi?

This little guy was shaking off, kind of like a dog does.  It was so cute!

Almost got this little guys wool too, but I couldn't find anyone to split it with me.
I had to stick to a budget...dang it.

There was so much beautiful wool, but I behaved because now I have to wash it, card it and then spin it.

This is the wool Cadbury was kind enough the share with me.

Since Car Guy is going to be gone for two weeks straight in March, guess what I'll be doing? 

We actually missed seeing the most of the shearing.  We woke up to...snow!!! Yea!  So we decided to go grab some breakfast, see how the roads were and go from there. The roads were fine and everything was very picturesque. When we got to the farm, they were shearing the last two sheep.  The others were waiting patiently in the pins, bleating every so often and coming close to the side to get the occasional ear scratch.  We were happy to oblige. Once they were release from the pin, they ran around the pasture, shaking off and frolicking about for their audience.

Even though we weren't there for very long, it was a wonderful experience and reminded me of how much I want to find my own little farm somewhere.  I am waiting for my boys to finish school and then "maybe" might become "someday."

Here's a link to the farm we went to - Rising Meadow Farm

A Mother's Tears

They come at the best and worst moments. 

They can express the greatest joy and deepest pain. 

They are her strength and her weakness. 

But most of all, they are her love. 

In those tears are all her hopes and all her fears, 

Her greatest dreams and her darkest times . 

But she wouldn't trade them, because if she didn't have a mother's tears

She wouldn't have her greatest gift, hope and triumph, her child.

How Dare They?!?!?

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 Oh Dagnabbit! Those bleeding idiots! I knew it was coming.  I heard he was through, but really? Will they, won't they? They did and now they won't. Argh!!! Can they not leave well enough alone? I think babies are no longer allowed. Everything is indeed dark...and WRONG I say!

I'm done gnashing my teeth and bawling my eyes out, for the moment.  I'll probably watch it all again and the process will repeat itself. But seriously Mr. Fellowes, please stop breaking my heart. I can't take any more. And now I must wait until season four. *sigh, sniff, sniff....Wahhh!!!!*

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Happy Friday!

After 22 years together....

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Happy Valentine's Day...and Yarn Stuff

First of all - Happy Valentine's Day everyone!  I hope your hearts are full of love and joy today! And every day, for that matter.


As promised...here are the pictures of the other items on my needles.  This is the Summer Flies shawl.  I'm actually almost done with it.  I'm on the last section of ruffle.  I tried taking several pictures of it, but because the yarn is dark, it's not really photographing well.  Maybe after it's blocked, it will show up better. The yarn is a mixture of blue, green and a brownish copper.

I wish my photography skills were a little better because this does not show off the gorgeous stitches. Ugh.  This is a bit disappointing.  Anyway, I'll probably finish it this weekend.  I have it on temporary hold so that I can do some knitting for a friend.

Fellow Biscuit Nicole has a friend with a grandmother that just found out she's has leukemia.  She has to start chemo immediately and was told she'd lose her hair rapidly, so we are quickly making happy, colorful hats to keep her head warm.  This is some stash yarn I had leftover from Christmas elving.  It's from Hobby Lobby and is a soft chenille.  I thought it's be nice and soft on her head.  I know from my sainted mother's experiences with chemo that your head can actually hurt terribly when your hair starts falling out, so the softer, the better.

I've been doing a little shopping and purchased this book.  I have to say that I think I actually love every single pattern in it.  Seriously, every last one.  Here are a few...

This one...oh my goodness.  This makes me want to spin a lot of gorgeous wool because I think it would be so beautiful in some natural handspun...I have to have goals, right?

So, I've found that traditional winter hats (called toboggans here in the South) don't look so great on me, but for this hat, I'd give it another shot. Aren't those leaves amazing?

And I think I might be in love with this one.  That motif in the center is just wow. 

These are just three of the patterns. Click the link and you can see the others on Ravelry. There are 25 in all and there seriously isn't a bad one in the bunch.

Of course, you were all right.  The picture yesterday is of hand carders. I bought some wool at SAFF this past October and hadn't done anything with it because it seriously needed some carding. Also, I'm going to my first shearing this weekend, so I think they will come in handy.  I'm looking for some wool for that first sweater up there...now if I could just get better at plying.

Hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's!

Getting There

Do you ever have mornings where you just can't seem to get motivated regardless of how much coffee or tea you've had?  That's me, only it's been the whole blooming week. I would have never thought that driving seven hundred, thirty-six miles (that's right 736 miles) over the course of the weekend would wear me out, but oh my, it has flattened me. I am positively dragging.

I took Friday off and drove down to Greenville to pick up Number One Son and The Girlfriend.  We stopped at this little place that The Girlfriend knows about and had the most delicious and unusual cupcakes.  The place is called The Peppered Cupcake and that's what I had.  The actual cupcake is a regular cupcake but it has orange marmalade and horseradish inside with a lightly peppered icing.  OH MY GOODNESS!!!! It was flipping divine. Tabitha, the owner, specializes in unique cupcakes and she has perfected the art.  Number One Son likes the Maple Bacon cupcake.  I just have one problem with all this.  The cupcakes are amazing but if you're going to spend your day making all that decadent yumminess, please have the common decency to have a couple of extra pounds.  It's so unfair to walk in and see this trim, attractive woman making these fat filled items. Not an ounce of fat on her. It's a conspiracy I tell you!

Anyway, the weekend went by rather quickly.  Number One Son got his replacement retainers (ahem) and Number Two Son now has a mouth full of brackets and wires.  I don't think Number Two Son was very excited by the whole process...until he found out that since he's gotten his braces, he can whistle.  He's never been able to do so.  We were talking about it the other night because sometimes, when air passes over/through the wires, he can hear a faint whistle.  We started discussing how one actually does whistle and I recalled a friend in college who could only whistle when she had her braces.  He gave it a go and viola! I wish I had a camera at that moment.  The shock and happiness on his face reminded me that while he might be 17, he's still a kid at heart.

I also made a purchase Saturday....

Do you know what it is? I'm going to wait and see if you can figure it out.  Just a little mystery in the day.  I'm sure there are several of you who will guess right away.

Sunday we got back in the car and took the kids back to Greenville, stopping on the way down to have lunch with Anne and her family.  I love spending time with these guys, I just hate that this trip was so rushed.  We will definitely have to plan something soon.

So there you have it.  Since all of this driving around the state, I have been pooped.  I get up in the morning, go to work, come home, fix dinner and crash....hard.  It's been really busy at work, so that means the days have been flying by.  I can't believe it's already Wednesday.  I'll try to take some pictures of my works in progress and let you know about them tomorrow. Now I have to be a responsible adult and work.  Have a good one!