Thursday, May 31, 2012
I, Julie, take thee, Kurt, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish forever, according to God's Holy Ordinance, and thereto I give thee my pledge.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Today's entry is to record my back hallway in this 60's Rambler. When Kurt first found this house, the listing had a "Mudroom" included in the description... Well, the mudroom is actually just an entryway that is about 7 x 8. It enters from the garage, and has a door to the stairs leading down to our basement and a coat closet. From that Entry, there is a long hallway that leads past our family room which is a step down, and ends in the kitchen. There is an door opening to the Dining Room (it has a Pocket Door) to close it off from the kitchen. This is just a post for my photo journal of "The Nest" here in Cedar Rapids. :-) **I also am recording a super thrifting find that made me smile.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
For Friday Favorites, I am posting one of my favorite finds this Spring from a local Good Will Store. It is something we needed and I wasn't really on the hunt for one, but knew at some point, I would purchase a different one. It's a MAIL BOX!
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Good Tuesday Morning! This is a Smorgasboard post filled with this and that. First of all, The Cedar Valley Huskies played their last Soccer game for this season yesterday evening. They lost to a team in Kalona, Iowa and finished their season with a great record. Already looking forward to next year. Kurt took the day off and we traveled south to the play-off game. It was a beautiful day and little road-trip.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
On a thrifting afternoon...I saw a vintage cake-carrier. In that brief moment between spying it and getting to it, something happened. Memories flooded my mind. My grandmother's frozen coconut cake, made especially for church "on-the-grounds" picnics and dinners. When we saw that silver carrier, it meant that we were going to have an opportunity to eat her famous cake...with ice cream layered in it, and fresh strawberries frozen right along on top. I could see it...and almost taste it...the coldness of it hurting my teeth (just a little) I picked that carrier up and set it in my cart. I felt a little piece of my grandmother inside of me. And truly all of us are made up of little pieces of our ancestry. Lives woven together over the decades and generations. It's a beautiful thing. And so, I give you a picture of my treasure.