Need a Little Zip?

I went to Sarah's birthday party last week and had a wonderful time. It was like my sewing party...only bigger, better, and with more treats to bring home!


I was the lucky winner of a new (old) copy of Persuasion and a vintage pillowcase. Actually, I cheated and picked out my own prizes (after everyone else left).


The other fun thing I came home with was a handful of zippered pouches. I've been wanting to make some to keep cash in (we're back on the wagon budget-wise). Aren't they adorable? If you want to learn how to make one, come over this Friday at tenish in the a-m, and I'll have some kits ready to go. They are also useful for carrying hair thingamajigs or C-A-N-D-Y.


RSVP if you get a chance (so I have enough put together), but just come! Children are welcome to run wild in the background, and if I'm organized enough, there will be treats!

What he said!

When I took the kids to Jamestown, VA, we saw a forty-something man wearing a shirt with a silhouette of Ronald Reagan on it. The shirt read, "What he said!"

One of the young volunteers (with no memory of the Reagan administration) scoffingly asked, "Oh, yeah, what did he say?"

Clearly undaunted by pubescent scorn, the man answered, "Free enterprise, individual liberty...that sort of thing."

I'm always taken aback by the clarity and integrity you hear when you listen to one of Ronald Reagan's speeches. They're still very applicable today. Listen to his response when the democrats pushed socialized medicine years ago.

What he said!...including the "write your congressman" part!

On The Line

I admit it. I've always been a bit of a rebel, and now I'm a hardcore rule-breaker. I hung up a clothes line in my back yard, which is completely prohibidado in my neighborhood. I'm just trying to be a nice enough neighbor that no one turns me in.

My dryer appeared to be broken (in other words, not drying anything), so I rushed out and bought this small clothes line. Thank goodness Tony is smarter than me. He changed the settings on the dryer and WHALAA...it works again. The clothes line is cute anyhow.

Annalia: You'll notice that it's 45 here AND I'm going 45.
Tony: Wow. The speed limit finally caught up with you.
(This is why he normally does the driving...and so I can crochet or sew in the car. What a luxury!)

Sofia about go-fish: Having keen ears is good in this game. Having sharp eyes in this game is cheating.

Tony: You know, if I get into medical school (and we're poor for the next four to seven years), you aren't going to be able to buy a Diet Coke with a shot of vanilla from McDonald's every day.
Annalia: I know. I'm living it up while I can.

After a couple weeks of having Tony home WAY more than usual, I think we've finally settled into a bit of a routine. He has come to terms with some of the idiosyncrasies he had forgotten about, and I no longer feel like I "have company I need to entertain" when he's home. It's nice.

Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe

I couldn't resist this little number at Goodwill the other day (when we bought our crutches). I love a functional sidetable, especially next to my bed. Everyone needs a lamp and someplace to stow their books and sundries...an arm's reach away. Now, what color....?

My Blue-Ribbon Babes

We went to the Kitsap County Fair today. Grandma Cozette came along, although I somehow didn't get a single picture of her! :( I did get the other Cozette, once she finally got bored and passed out.


Sofia hurt her ankle on a slide yesterday, so we made a little pit stop at Goodwill on the way - crutches. Walking on crutches is apparently harder than it looks, so we found some abandoned strollers. One for James. One for Sofia. She didn't seem to mind being wheeled around. I think I heard her say "Mush!" a few times, when Anthony was pushing.


We found the girls' sewing entries, and it was blue ribbons all around!




The Sewing Camp Ladies were running a "make a stuffed animal" booth, so Hannah and Sofia both made horses (which we subsequently forgot in our strollers).


ate some fair food (calorie-free, like Grandma said)....rode some rides....so tired

Anthony's Favorite Booth at the Fair

Anthony wants to enlist. Armored personnel carriers. Some sort of automatic (unloaded) weapon. He entered a raffle to win a fighting knife and got to knock a door down with a sledge hammer. Happy day in Anthony land.


Even Sofia limped over to one of the guns.