Maybe You Had to Be There

In the car driving into town:

Rhetta: What does enterprise mean?

Daddy: That's when you walk in surprised!

Me: (har, har, har) What does enterprise really mean?

Rhetta: It means you get to rent a car.

Me: BAH HA HA HA HA HA!

Peace and Serenity

Punk

Actually, just a funny capture while she was jumping on the motel beds.

Thrift Store Finds Feb. 2011

This week is Winter Break for our public schools. We took the opportunity to take a little vacation around parts of our beautiful state (Colorado). I took the opportunity to visit as many thrift stores and even a few antique stores that I could. All of them I had never been to before.

I had to show much restraint. Many people have said I should just open my own store but how could I sell my stuff? I love my stuff! I have gobs of stuff I want to reuse for one thing or another. Someday I will get to it all.

Here's my haul. Click here to take you to Flickr (once you get there, mouse over the photo to read the notes.)

Happens Every Winter

Regardless of the recent (mostly done) remodel I have managed to trash my studio once again. The holidays dominate December and the birthdays dominate January. Early spring cleaning hit the entire rest of the house and I realize with a certain amount of depression that I have neglected the one space that brings me peace. Adequate storage is of course an issue, as is a teeny bit of hoarding instinct. Pack rat genes run in my family. That is my excuse and I believe it is a good one, but still, something must be done. There are plans for a wrap-around workbench along the three outside walls with shelves and drawers built in underneath *wistful sigh* however the plans are still only plans (in fact, still in my head) and I must determine another, less time-consuming and less expensive solution. My sanity lies in and amongst the piles somewhere. If you spot it, would you let me know? I kinda need a starting point.