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Friday, March 16, 2018

Life Without a Cell Phone

I went out by myself this morning to run errands and to drink coffee and look at magazines at Barnes and Noble. I was going to take a photo of a bar cart I saw in a magazine, and realized that I forgot my phone at home. No big deal, I've lived most of my life without a phone, and I rarely use it other than to take photos. Around lunchtime, I drove to the retirement community to see if Brewier wanted to have lunch together, but he wasn't in his office. Normally I'd call him on my phone...but no phone. Maybe he was already at lunch, but without my phone I had no way of knowing what time it was because Brewiers office clock isn't working. "I'll just use his office phone to call his cell phone" I thought. But I don't know his phone number, and he had no business cards on his desk. After rummaging around in my purse I found a card, and tried to dial him on his fancy computer like office phone, except there must be some trick to it, because I couldn't dial out. I walked down to the dining room, but he wasn't there, so I gave up and drove home. And that is why I haven't any pictures today.

Updates on previous posts.
Target contacted me today and said they would be looking into the problems at my local Target, and pass on my compliments to the New Tampa Target.

We tried to change our order from two sofas, to one sofa, but they've already started cutting the fabric for them.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Why Did I Buy Two Sofas?

I think the furniture chemicals made me ditzy.I had every intention of buying a sofa and two chairs,but somehow ended up buying two sofas instead. I'm regretting it now that I see how open and spacious the living room is without that second couch. Oliver is a big fan of the chair, which is usually in my bedroom. (And now much bedroom looks so much better and spacious.)

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Everything Old is New Again

As I write this, I'm awaiting the arrival of a woman who is driving from Greenville SC, to buy this sofa from me. She is super excited (which explains the 1.5 hour drive) to find a sofa that matches her Shabby Chic chair.

Next on the list to sell is this, "beauty". Before you laugh at its floral awesomeness, (which I keep under wraps with a slipcover) let me share a photo of the newest trend in home furnishings, as taken from the current issue of Veranda magazine.

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Asheville's Target Wasteland

One of the highlights of visiting Jessica, is shopping at her Target. The shelves are always stocked and faced, the displays are well done and tidy. Compare that to the Asheville Target, which has looked this way since I moved here five years ago, and is why I don't shop there, despite having a red card.

You get the idea, pretty much every isle/department is like's frustrating.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Back Online

I had the goal of posting every day, trying to recapture the community and essence of blogging 10-15 years ago. Unfortunately, the interaction isn't there so I took a break. After an all too quick visit, Monica returned home last Monday, and at 4am Tuesday, Brewier and I were on the road headed to Florida. Jessica had excitedly called me saying that the sunshine state was about to have some gorgeous weather, and it would be a perfect time to visit, so...okay! We were there four full days, and the time flew by all to quickly. Because Jessica was working Saturday, we took the opportunity to spend the day in Orlando and visit with friends; I hadn't seen Mark, Darlene or Eileen in two years. Yesterday we drove back to Asheville... I may have cried for the first hour of the trip, I so miss my family and friends.

LindaSue, Thanks for checking and making sure I was okay :)

Saturday, March 03, 2018

Thrifty Saturday

Thrifting, coffee drinking and more movie watching...we are trying to see how many films we can squeeze in this weekend.

Monica put this on for fun.I actually like it.

Friday, March 02, 2018

We Know How to Party.

This morning we braved the gale force winds to attend the weekly coffee cupping, but instead of walking around town as planned, we went home, each of us claiming a sofa, drank tea, and binged watched movies. SO far: The Accountant, John Wick, The Age of Adaline, and Alot Like Love. Hmmm, what next?

Thursday, March 01, 2018

Monica is Here!

Right now we are having a fierce wind storm that knocked our power out around 9:30, and despite my best efforts to remember which lights were on, I failed and was awoken from a lovely sleep by what seemed like a blinding nuclear explosion.

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

I'm a 1950's Housewife.

Only instead of wearing a dress and pearls, I'm attired in pajamas and my new diamond necklace, because thats how I clean the house. Tomorrow Monica arrives for a visit sans children! Don't get me wrong, I love her kids, but when they are in tow, she doesn't get much of a vacation, nor do we have much uninterrupted visiting time, (translation: sitting in silence and reading books together). The last time that happened was March 2010.

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Playing with Paint

I checked this brand new, never been opened book out of the library. I've been wanting to pull my watercolors out for sometime, but was feeling rusty. This is a 30 day course, perfect for getting back into the habit of painting.

Monday, February 26, 2018

Manic Monday

Not really. I'm still recovering from Saturday nights gallbladder attack; apparently I have gallstones. For kicks I skipped cleaning my house, and did all my usual Tuesday things...I'm wild and crazy like that, and for fun I made some book page bunting.

I found a new ringtone for my phone that makes me smile every time I hear it; I'd been searching for a 30 second clip for months. Here is the full version.

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Back in 2001,

I started reading a blog called Lori Loo. I think I found it on the Blogger homepage, where they would list blogs of interest. Lori Loo had just moved to South Korea and was teaching english and writing about her life outside the states. I was hooked. I've kept up with her blog ever since. Then back in the fall she blogged about moving to Asheville. It only took me five months to get up the courage to ask her if she wanted to meet for coffee...I mean she's really cool, and I can be kind of a dork, especially when I'm nervous.
She is just as cool and delightful in person, and put me at ease, even though the whole time I kept thinking, "I can't believe I get to meet Lori!" We had coffee, walked around town, and exchanged numbers. Woohoo!

Saturday, February 24, 2018

I Didn't Change a Thing.

Brewier and I went back to Hickory this morning so I could sit in the sofa we ordered and double check the fabric choice. All was good. On our way we kept seeing police cars and fire engines at every exit, then on the way home every overpass was lined with people, and the closer we got to Asheville, we noticed every rest and parking lot was full of people too. A quick Google search told us that Billy Grahams funeral procession was traveling along I40, so we pulled over to join the crowds and pay our respects. Tonight I am once again writhing in pain. Writhing may be the wrong word. Walking and continually moving better describes how Im dealing with it. I've had blood work and an ultrasound done, and am hoping the doctor can figure out whats going on with my abdomen and back.

Friday, February 23, 2018

The Doldrums

Ever since we went to the Hickory furniture store, my brain has been fuzzy, I've been anxious and a bit down. While the neural training is helping my body not to go into anaphylactic shock, I still am sensitive to chemicals (it shows up in my DNA) and I think this is my body dealing with the furniture showroom funk. Tomorrow we are going back to Hickory because I want to check out a few different fabric samples before we complete our order.
Today we went to a coffee cupping and walked downtown a bit. Mora has changed their window decor; I love everything they do.

This is Havah, she was working on the window display.

Yarn art.

Family campout night, watching chopped.