Thursday, May 31, 2012

A Little Mint

Did you know that mint is THE color of the season? Well it is, get with the program. To celebrate I have grown 6,000 acres of mint on the side of my house. No, I didn't even try. I planted one teeny tiny mint sprig and now I could open a farm stand.
Hey did I tell you about the time a few years ago when my next door neighbor and I decided to create the "perfect" mojito one summer afternoon? I'm not sure if the final mojito was perfect or not but lets just say I had to ask someone else to pick up my kid from baseball practice. I haven't had one sip of any libation in a few years because I was in a car accident and one of the very interesting side effects of being conked on the head really hard is that one drop of alcohol makes me get the bed spins even if I'm standing up.  NOT entertaining at all. But if you are interested in creating the perfect mojito I have a lot of fresh mint for you.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Thrifty Chicks!

We had a graduation party for my son and I got to meet two other thrifty chicks!  All of the clothing above is thrifted!  It was so nice to meet you both!

Monday, May 21, 2012

The Bottomless Bag

My grandmother Anna had the best purse EVER. (I was named after her)  We used to scrounge through it for a solid hour during church.  It had everything in it.  Like "Lets Make a Deal" everything.  Flashlight? Check. Mace? Check. Candy? Check.  Aspra-Gum? Check.  I faked many a sore throat to chew on Apra-Gum did you?  It was deliciously fake orangy tasting.  And my all time hands down favorite thing EVER?  This tiny plastic container thing that held an origami folded up plastic rain hair/cover thing. Seriously, you didn't sit at the hairdressers for an hour every week just to have your hairdo all jacked up on the account of a little rain.  No you did not.  I could unfold and refold that thing twenty nine times during a Sunday sermon.  She was prepared for the apocalypse.
Well lets just say I didn't inherit that from her.

So you know how sometimes you can get a weird compliment and somehow you're super impressed with yourself for getting it?  Well the other day I was sitting in the stands at a baseball game and someone next to me needed an alcohol swab.  Had it.  Then another needed sunglasses.  Check.  Migraine Meds.  No problem.  Sun Screen?  Name an SPF.  Winter Ski Gloves? Yes Ma'am.  Chocolate Chip Cookies?  Fresh out of the oven.  Purell?  Come on I work for Goodwill.   One of the high school girls next to me said.

"When I grow up I want to be a great mom like you and have everything in my purse."


That may have been the nicest compliment I have ever received.  Simply because it goes against everything that I really am.  When my boys were babies and had a blowout I was lucky to have one ratty diaper and maybe a squished up tissue at the bottom of my purse to clean it up.  Extra Outfit?  yeah right.

My husband bought me a diaper bag.  Winnie the Pooh.  I know.  Diaper bags are stylish now.  Mine screamed MOOOMMM at the top of it's pastel lungs.  I get all cringy just thinking about it.  It mostly got left at home or somewhere where I wasn't.  Now my husband on the other hand could pack a diaper bag with three extra outfits, some bubbles, extra wipes, a plethora of healthy snacks,  perhaps a Passport and some extra cash just in case.  He won Mother of the Year every year. 

Take that Mister!  Someone just said they wanted to grow up to have a Mom Bag like MINE!   I seriously have a giant superiority complex right now.    Fist Pump.

Friday, May 18, 2012

I was browsing through Goodwill the other day working on this image that I had in my head. I saw a similar image on Pinterest and wanted to recreate it here. I was deep in Goodwill thought and looked up to see two ladies that I know. They heard that I shopped at Goodwill all the time and said. "Oh my gosh here you are!! We just said how funny it would be if we actually SAW you here!" It was their first time inside the store so I offered to help them shop. But I could tell by their body language and severe nervous eye-shiftyness that they weren't quite sold on the whole GDub experience. As I chatted and browsed the racks I realized that they were a little hesitant to actually touch the merchandise and then one said. It smells really bad in here.    Now comes the sad part. I have a bionic nose and couldn't smell a thing.    Oh that is the smell of SAVINGS! (I just came up with a new Goodwill slogan!!)   So I turn around for ONE second and they made a run for the parking lot! Which is sad because I ended up finding two vintage Evan Picone dresses and LOTS of other stuff for myself. OK ladies the image above are the dishes that I had in my hand when we ran into each other. Don't they look pretty when you walk out of the store? I am impressed that you even tried it! I think you have to find ONE amazing thing and you will be back for more. Try it one more time, that is what Purell is for.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Shout Color Catcher

 So you know that I love to do laundry.  I am not being sarcastic.  I looove it.  Since super saturated colored jeans are staples in my closet this summer I had to bust out the Shout Color Catcher.
 I really hate the commercial when the lady says, "oh you don't have to separate your laundry, who has time for that?  Just throw in a Shout Color Catcher!"  How lazy do you have to be to shove all of your laundry in and then just hope for the best?  Yuck.  Everyone knows that separated laundry all sorted by color and levels of filth is fun.  You don't know about the "levels of filth rule"?  Well if you have boys, children, partners, animals, athletes, dog washers.....basically anyone else you know that there is nooo way I'm putting my son's dog washing clothes in the laundry with my cute jeans.  His dog filth would be all over my non-filth.  So I have to sort by "level of filth".  Remember the time my husband "helped me with the laundry" and did two loads.  The top half of the hamper and the bottom half.  So basically all I could think about is that he washed my childrens boxers with the dish towels.  I did say thank you and tried to hide the dry heaves.   The thought of  that combo makes my hair fall out.  So basically I had to re-wash everything in the house in boiling hot water and Purell.  
Loook!  Now that Color Catcher Caught some serious Color.  Now if they would just come up with a laundry cooty catcher they could make a million dollars! (from me alone!)

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Laws of attraction.

So a few months ago I was shopping with my friend Ashley and we came across these figurines of ugly 1970's children. So I blogged about it here.  Now fast forward about a month and a half and what do I come across in a DIFFERENT THRIFT STORE in an entirely DIFFERENT LOCATION?
What the heck?  Are these two following me?  Don't answer that.

What is up with the open mouthed children anyway?  1970's what was going on that this was considered cute?    Icchhhhhkkkk.

Those of you who are seasoned thrifters, have you noticed this phenomenon?  Once you find one weird thing you keep noticing it over and over?  I do!

*nightmares on the horizon I can just tell.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Rainy Day Plans...

Thanks Lis for sending this over.  This is what happens when you take a little nap on the couch.  The mister will take your photo and email it to your friends.  It's too rainy and dark to do anything productive.  I did get dressed but that is about all I can muster today.  nitey-night.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Ahhh Spring is in the air

 I found this great urn in Goodwill the other day.  I love that it is all beat up and beautiful at the same time.  I'm not into perfect or shiny.  Oh and remember this little flower frog that is soo nice I bought it twice?  Read here.

Thank goodness my next door neighbors don't mind that I help myself to their lilacs.  My husband loves them because they were his grandmother's favorite flower.  They smell delicious and when the windows are open you can smell them in the breeze at night.  I grew up in California where lilacs don't grow, it is so nice to be able to grow them here.  It is really easy to elevate the mundane.  Just a cast-off urn, some garden shears, and nice neighbors are all that you need.