Time is at an accelerated and ever rapidly increasing pace for me these days. I looked up and realized that Thanksgiving was upon me and many things needed to be done to make the holiday a festive and food filled extravaganza for family and friends to enjoy. After the death of my mother and sister, holidays have been bitter sweet as I struggle to regain and establish traditions without them and to carry on a few passed down from my mother. Having said that, I was thinking of how much my mother loved Thanksgiving sandwiches with mayonnaise, sweet pickles and crispy potato chips. I made her dressing again this year and my sons say it tastes just like their grandmother’s dressing – my mother’s. Another memory came to mind about my sister who hosted Thanksgiving one year and made dressing from a box. My brothers promptly rejected the box stuff and we still laugh about it today.
The night before this Thanksgiving, my guys stood in the kitchen laughing, eating and making tiny pecan pies for the next day’s feast. We thought about running to the store to buy a newspaper for the sales that would commence promptly after our over indulgence in the food we would consume the next day. On second thought we decided to just stay home and forego the sales this year. We lamented over how our day to be thankful is sandwiched between an over celebrated Halloween and an over spent Christmas with both beginning earlier and earlier every year. Thanksgiving gets sandwiched between the two and the real meaning gets lost in the preparation of food and the sales. We all sat down and discussed what we are thankful for and I wanted to share a few with you.
What we are grateful for…
From the Aggie: A home cooked meal, being home, family and food from home (that’s a repeat)
From the Senior: Family, good teachers
From Himself: Being together, our home, a job
From Me: My family believing in God, each person having a relationship with Him
This Thanksgiving I am lingering over the sandwich that signifies the last of the turkey so that I can remember that the day was meant to be for thankfulness. I am holding on to gratitude, but not for things that will pass away. I am thankful for the things that will remain and the hope of eternity.
Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe…Hebrews 12:28
October has come and is quickly passing to November. Before we leave the abundance of fall I thought you might like a few fall decorating ideas from some of the fall vignettes I have in my own home.
In the back entry near the laundry/mud room and powder room…
The Irish Lady
On top of the fridge in the kitchen…
The Irish Lady
Colorful fall on the back porch…
The Irish Lady
Pumpkins in drawers near the arch between great room and living room…
The Irish Lady
Front entry hall…
The Irish Lady
Coffee table in great room…
The Irish Lady
Something simple at the fireplace…
The Irish Lady
Giant pumpkins on the front porch…
The Irish Lady
May you all have a peaceful and insightful autumn. Thank you for allowing me to share these vignettes with you.
Once upon a time there was a client who had dreams of an antique tub. Yes, you read that correctly a “tub”, but not just any ordinary tub. It was a pedestal or claw foot tub.
- The dream was planted in my ear and the search began. Eventually, this journey came full circle back to my very own hometown where I found “The Tub Man.”
The Tub Man
He finds old tubs that have seen better days, puts them back together again, repairs the porcelain and bakes on the enamel in a very hot chamber. It all happens on his farm where he works long hours creating works of beauty in custom colors or in just plain white.
After some sand blasting, painting, baking and magic touches, The Tub Man turns out a splendid product ready for a soaking hot bath.
The rare pedestal tubs are a specialty and he grabs them whenever he finds one. As quickly as one is found discerning buyer’s scoop them up.
There were telephone faucets to be found and exposed drains to learn about. At the end of the day, my client found her dream. The tub was installed and everyone lived happily ever after.
For more information on claw foot tubs or pedestal tubs that have been saved and restored to their former glory contact me at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
If you happen upon Hermann Furniture in downtown Brenham take a sharp right as you enter the door, keep walking to the furthest room past the “Antiques” sign into the second room, take a left, pass the staircase and the inner chamber to the old meat market and you will find my space dead center and in the space adjacent. You can find me by asking for Booth #195 or The Irish Lady. Here is what the booth space looks like today. A friend found this spectacular mantle in a junk pile. I chalk painted it and stacked a few open frames on top. It’s priced at $495. Sitting in front of the mantle is a pedestal leg, double drop leaf Duncan Phyfe Table with four matching Duncan Phyfe Tulip Back Chairs. There are a few pumpkins, including some hand made goat’s milk soaps and stuffed miniatures.
Fireplace Mantle, Open Frames, Duncan Phyfe
Hand Made Goat’s Milk Soap in Pumpkin Shapes, wrapped for gift giving, Hand Dyed Cheese Cloth for Table Scapes, as a runner or table cloth, or Gift Wrap!
Hand Made Goat’s Milk Soap, Hand Dyed Cheese Cloth
Cute Chalk Board Photo Frame that says, “Yes, I can drive a stick!” A good supply of battery operated Flickering Candlesticks ready for your candle holders at home or take a look for a few of those in the booth.
Yes, I CAN Drive a Stick!
Stop on by for old and new at Hermann’s in Downtown Brenham. Store hours are 9 to 5:30 Weekdays, 9 to 5 Saturday and 1 to 4 on Sunday. Call for directions at 979-836-7231.
The “Roaring Twenties” was the decade after World War I that was prosperous and decadent. The automobile, telephone, motion picture and electricity was spurning growth and a new outlook on life. A new era was dawning for Jazz music, sleek modern designs were emerging in art and fashion, and people had more money to spend on leisure. The two towns of Chappell Hill and Brenham wanted to keep up with the large metropolitan cities of the era. It was decided that a country club would best serve all of the cultural and social needs of the community. An architect was procured and a timeless structure was conceived and birthed on the hills of Chappell Hill in the heart of the county.
In 1929, the stock market crash sent the whole country reeling into a depression so deep and wide that it changed a generation forever. The country club members were unable to meet the annual payment and the country club went into private ownership. In the decade of the eighties, a new family took ownership and wanted to share the property as a venue for special events. The same family, with the next generation, is in the process of updating the grounds and bringing back the ambience, decadence and splendor of the era that inspired the story of The Great Gatsby. The only difference is we are in Texas. Texans have a certain style in bringing together culture and sophistication in a laid back atmosphere on top of a hill with a breeze blowing, a cocktail in hand, music in the background, and gourmet food served on the grounds.
The Citadel, as the first country club of Washington County, still stands today and extends an invitation for their inaugural event of the season. Please join the celebration for a unique culinary experience as Chef Jesse Griffiths prepares a gourmet five course dinner on the grounds. The home grown foods will be provided by local farmers, within a guaranteed fifty mile radius, making Fifty Miles to Harvest stand out as a true culinary experience. Live music, local wine, folk artists will provide for a cultured and memorable evening. For information go to www.TheCitadelTexas.com.
You will be able to see the progress and join in the first event of a new generation. I am excited to be a part of the design team from Hermann’s of Brenham to help. Come watch as The Citadel experiences another revival.
Imagine rolling hills and green pastures with a few barns interspersed throughout the fields. Next, think of those fields being filled with people, antiques, tents, trailers and oddities from all over the country. That is Round Top in an extremely brief nutshell of a description. To kick things off a local antique shop right outside of Brenham off of Highway 290 on the way to or from Round Top is having a special sale and promising it to be…
MORE FUN THAN A WHIRL ON THE
FOOD ~ DRINKS ~ FUN
20% off Store Wide
6:00 – 9:00
September 28, 2013
3900 Hwy 290 West
Brenham, Texas 77833
Aunts Polly and Ester teamed up to make these pumpkins.
Here’s what happened. I was given some fabulous vintage paisley fabric with moth holes in it. The texture was polyester. I cut out some different size circles using whatever circle shape bowls or platters I could find.
Next thread a needle with a long piece of thread and tie into a double strand. Place the fabric with the outside pattern down. Begin loading your needle with the fabric as shown in the picture below.
Pull through and start anew, gathering all the way around, and to complete the circle. Once you have finished the circle, stuff with beans or pillow filler from a craft store. Take your needle and thread and stitch the sides together to close the center. Then glue your left over pumpkin stem or find an artificial stem from the craft store. Aunt Polly and Aunt Ester make fabulous fabric pumpkins.
It is rare for me to be home on a Saturday by myself. The sons are at the TAMU game and the husband travels and is never home anyway. Himself, the hubby, has called multiple times to check on me. I wonder what he thinks I’ve been doing all these years while he travels and I’ve been home for days on end with two little boys. After all, I can sit around and eat bon bons with or without the kids. (Sarcasm aside, we made that decision years ago so that I would be able to stay home and home school our children. I consider it a gift and am very grateful to my husband for making it possible.)
Having a blank canvas for the day was very appealing. Well, not really blank. I had a few business things to take care of, bills to pay and a sinus headache which is usual anyway. I wake up before daylight on most days. I don’t know why. I just do. This morning, after the sunrise and a light shower, I found this around the front of the house.
Around noon I was contemplating lunch and realized my choices were not limited to all things manly; such as: the usual, steak or sausage, taco or burritos, burgers or pizza. It slowly dawned on me that I didn’t not have to cook a large “stick to your ribs” meal that would be devoured in ten minutes and two hours later the ominous, “What’s for supper?” would waft through the house. It was delightful to know that it could be chicken salad and fruit without any complaints and dramatic, “I have to turn in my man card now!”
After lunch I packaged my handmade pumpkin soap. There are two colors, orange and white, both are goat’s milk with cinnamon spice fragrance. These will be in my antique booth at Hermann’s Downtown Brenham.
Handmade Goat Milk Soap
The day is winding down, but I saw a rainbow, ate a simple lunch, finished my soap, groomed the dog, talked to a friend, designed a card, and these came in the mail…
Johnson Brothers Plates
So it is Saturday and I just might be able to embrace this soon to be empty nest.
Wishing you always—
Walls for the wind
And a roof for the rain
And tea beside the fire—
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you—
And all that your heart might desire!
and if things be wrong…
It’s easy to be pleasant
When life flows by like a song.
But the man worthwhile is the one who can smile
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with years.
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through the tears.
May there always be work for your hands to do,
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane,
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you,
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.