Let Go of the Fret

Never watch the news before breakfast.

It ruins your appetite and will give you a knot in your stomach the size of a cantaloupe.  For me, it gets me fretting and worrying about where this world is headed, what kind of future my kids will have 20 years from now and how much longer can we survive as a country as we know it.  

And that's just a start.

My Weekly Wonder: Never Say Nothin'

I had something totally different planned for my Weekly Wonder but then I came across something that totally got my attention.  I mean, I literally stopped what I was doing and said outloud, "Wow."

It all started when I purchased these canning jars at my local Walmart.

 

Oh, you're impressed.  I can tell.

Serously.  Hang in there. It gets better...I promise.

My Little Treasures

I went to a craft show with some friends a couple of months ago.  I wasn't convinced I would find anything I had to bring home with me but I was definitely excited to just get out with 'the girls'.

So off we went. 

There was SO much to look at but nothing really impressed me until I came across some rocks.

Fallin' for Fall: Forgotten Treasures

Well, since summer has decided to abandon us, 

I figured I could either whine and complain or I could embrace the new season. As I was pondering this I vaguely remembered buying an item or two on clearance at the end of the last fall season.  

After a little digging I came up with this:

My Weekly Wonder: Military Corners & Yes, Maam's

Today my 'Weekly Wonder' is this:

What is so 'wonder-ful' about a bed, you ask?

Please look again.  Closer...closer... 

Please note the bed is made.  Neatly.  The quilt, hand made with love, is straight and even.

This bed was made by my son.  Without being told.  Before lunch.

Are you in as much awe and wonder as I am?

My Weekly Wonder: Bubblin' Bubblin Pies

I baked two beautiful rhubarb pies today.  Now, the fact that I baked two pies is not my 'Weekly Wonder'.  

In fact, I am a pretty good baker which is the better end of the meal to be good at anyhow.  

I mean if your main dish is 'bleh' you can always make up for with a good dessert, right?

Anywhoo, on top of two rhubarb pies,

Don't Buy Stuff

I am borrowing this post from Laura over at Heavenly Homemakers.  It is short, to the point and made me giggle.

Don’t Buy Stuff

By Laura · Sep,02 2010

That’s it.  My title is my post.  Don’t buy stuff…that’s all I have to say.

When asked what my favorite frugal tip is…Don’t Buy Stuff is the best thing I can come up with.

When you buy stuff, you have to pay for it with money.  And then you have to find a place to put it once you bring it home.  And it won’t stay where you put it because someone will get it out and not put it away.  And then it will get lost.  Or broken.  Or forgotten.

My Monk Moment and I Think My Therapist Is Out To Kill Me

A couple of weeks ago I finally took the plunge and made an appointment to get some therapy for my lower back which has been aggravating me 'something awful' for quite some time now.  Things have been going really well. I'm learning different stretches/exercises to 'loosen that which is bound' and 'strenghthen that which is weak'. 

(Sounds like the beginning of a sermon but no worries...) 

I really liked my therapist, too.  Until today, when he tried to kill me.

Oh-ho, you laugh do you? 

I. Am. Serious. 

That man who I thought was so kind and helpful has a sadistic streak I never saw coming.