Happy Thanksgiving!

Have a safe and Happy Thanksgiving!  Our family watches "Planes, Trains and Automobiles" every year after the dishes are done.  What do you watch?

Goodwill Holiday Inspiration

I hate it when bloggers leave without saying where they've been!!  I get all paranoid that something terrible happened or they quit blogging or who knows what.  Well as you may know I blog for Goodwill and they have been keeping me verrrry busy!  Here is my latest project.  I think it turned out pretty great!  All Goodwill all the time!  You can see the digital magazine here.

Fall into Fall

I've added a little Fall vignette to the entry way. I'm not into gory or a cartoonish Halloween. Maybe it's because my boys are older and over it.  I like little touches of Edgar Allen Poe and subtle hints of darkness.  Remember that I am a chicken so I don't really want to scare myself.    I picked up some books at Goodwill with scary titles and black bindings, then added some dead flowers and a black crow.  sceeerrrry.

Step One.

You know how the first step to fixing something is admitting it is a problem.  Well here it is:
I am the worst parker EVER.  It's not like I was in denial.  Lot's of people remind me.
You know those little cards you can buy that say, Nice parking job (*&^!!, well I decided that I should just keep one on my car at all times to save someone else the trouble.
There was a man in the grocery store parking lot that was looking at my car as I came out with my grocery cart and said, very enthusiastically I might add, "You are the worst parker EVER!!!!!"  to which I said, "I know, right?  I am the worst!"    well he had no where to go from there.  Sometimes you just have to own it.
Which brings us to the Post Office the other day, my arms full of boxes, and this very nice man parked next to me in a lovely car is trying to get into his car.  Trying is the operative word.  So he says, "You parked a little close!", and I said, "But you seem so thin!"  "Sir, I am the worst parker EVER!"  (insert smile and shrug)  He turned sideways and barely squeeezed himself into his beautiful car, and off I went into the Post Office trying not to laugh at my absurdly horrible parking issues.
So yesterday when I NEEDED some cupcakes I had to park in the hardest parking lot in town it happened again.  It has the best Jewish deli AND an amazing cupcake place so it is always busy and there is NEVER a spot.  Well the best spot ever opened up just as I pulled in.  It looked tricky and I just did the best I could.
I promptly took a picture and sent it to my friends with the caption, "Close Enough".
I crack myself up.  I like the part where my tire is almost on top of the concrete barrier thing.  You know when you hit it you say, "We're there!"
I do try to get it right, and when I'm parking it does seem like it's going well, it's just when I walk away and looked back I'm shocked at how my car doesn't really match up with the lines.  
I really don't want to take drivers training again in summer school, but it isn't looking good.  

A touch of Fall

Here's what I've been working on around here.  You know how the cobblers children have no shoes?  Well people who blog as their J-O-B well you get the rest!  Come visit me at www.ThriftingDenver.org and say hello!

Our little Vay-cay

 It is Fall already on the Central Coast in California!  We went to visit my son who is going to college there.  Lucky dog.

 Do you see the maniacal look on his face?  That is because I squirrel is about to climb up my leg and I didn't want to freak out and fall off of the cliff!  The squirrels are over-fed and will come right up to you for food.  (and to bite you, if you ask me.)  Monterey is the Native American word for "jacked up hair".  You have no idea how crazy frizzy my hair can get!  I put it up, but upon closer inspection I am not very cute bald.

 We were missing the little one!  awwwww

You know how skinny jeans and striped shirts with sparkly Top Siders look AHmahzing on Pinterest?  They look kind of shlumpadinka in real life.  We had a blast and I already miss my boy!!

I need to hire an assistant.

To sit next to me on an airplane ride and talk to me about Lutheran theology.  You heard me.  My husband and I didn't get to sit next to one another so I picked the next best seat, the one with the young man holding a sleeping baby.  If you were on an airplane in the 90's and had to listen to two screaming children that was me.  Soooorrrryyyyy!  Anywaaay, so I'm sitting next to this young man and an adorable sleeping baby in a pink onesie and we get to chatting.  Turns out he AND his wife are Lutheran ministers traveling with their 3 children.  I am normally TERRIFIED to fly but I felt really safe sitting next to a minister holding a wee baby.  That is good flying karma in my estimation.  He was really interesting and so cool and hip.  Thank you Reverend Flying Buddy!  (are you available for my trip home?)