<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644</id><updated>2011-10-18T00:39:59.840-07:00</updated><category term='cloth diapers'/><category term='farquhar'/><category term='frog'/><category term='historic bridge'/><category term='76 country blvd'/><category term='machinist'/><category term='photographs'/><category term='San Antonio'/><category term='Jefferson Ave.'/><category term='craftsman'/><category term='garden'/><category term='train'/><category term='cream'/><category term='burlington northern'/><category term='wedding photos'/><category term='Stephenie'/><category term='potato soup'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='journal'/><category term='whimsey'/><category term='handwritten'/><category term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category term='jack-o-lantern'/><category term='birthday story'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='shopkeeper'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='Romantic Homes'/><category term='Paula Deen'/><category term='broach'/><category term='romance'/><category term='prize'/><category term='buttons'/><category term='mechnic'/><category term='kitten'/><category term='domestic tips'/><category term='south africa'/><category term='busy bee depart store'/><category term='St. Louis'/><category term='chenille'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='freedom photography'/><category term='felt'/><category term='hand written'/><category term='granddaughter'/><category term='heart'/><category term='blooms'/><category term='vintage ornaments'/><category term='God&apos;s gift'/><category term='Branson'/><category term='hot dog'/><category term='Lillian'/><category term='traditional'/><category term='embroidery'/><category term='onion'/><category term='box of sunshine'/><category term='needles'/><category term='quilts'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='family tree'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Springfield'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='knit'/><category term='spoons'/><category term='red'/><category term='wool'/><category term='Commercial Street'/><category term='delight'/><category term='New Year&apos;s'/><category term='mrs. cadewell&apos;s'/><category term='energy efficient'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='courage'/><category term='porcelain'/><category term='cigar box'/><category term='birdhouse'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><category term='C-Street'/><category term='1-hour'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='laundry tutorial'/><category term='Santa'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='patty cake'/><category term='US Postal'/><category term='Commercial St'/><category term='garlic'/><category term='patina'/><category term='watch smith'/><category term='pin'/><category term='mark rosen'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='sister'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='red books and chairs'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Father'/><category term='booch'/><category term='hwy 76'/><category term='Lockhorns'/><category term='1st Friday'/><category term='Construction'/><category term='hobnail'/><category term='revitalization'/><category term='potato'/><category term='posies'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='store closing'/><category term='avon'/><category term='cottage'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='velvet'/><category term='vintage fabric'/><category term='dog'/><category term='ironing'/><category term='Sharon Yoker'/><category term='contemporary'/><category term='thread'/><category term='busy bee'/><category term='mission'/><category term='pop'/><category term='treasures'/><category term='life'/><category term='cameras'/><category term='turn the page'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='craft show'/><category term='collapsable cup'/><category term='denture brush'/><category term='I won'/><category term='Fusion'/><category term='sante fe'/><category term='asbury'/><category term='closing store'/><title type='text'>Red Books &amp; Chairs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-6657670451989249963</id><published>2009-06-22T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:09:06.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage ornaments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buttons'/><title type='text'>Clusters of Collections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know I've said it before, maybe even on this blog site... I don't have one of anything. I love multiples. I particularly love groupings and clusters of like items or colors. I'm not sure why except that it is pleasing to my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDhWLnjEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/r3fRawRJUBI/s1600-h/cluster+powder+boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350350597485202498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDhWLnjEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/r3fRawRJUBI/s320/cluster+powder+boxes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The softness of the pinks in these multi-era powder boxes is so yummy I had to pile them up. Just looking at them makes me feel more feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDYw-dfCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Xg96xqUzNec/s1600-h/clusters+vintage+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350350450058951714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDYw-dfCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Xg96xqUzNec/s320/clusters+vintage+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have old photos, some of people I don't know and many of my own family and friends from past years. I love to cluster them in a bowl, in a vintage purse by the guest bed or display them in silk flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDO70FgvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/fl4I-_aZNGM/s1600-h/cluster+of+buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350350281169535730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDO70FgvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/fl4I-_aZNGM/s320/cluster+of+buttons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who could get enough buttons or vintage notions? I cannot resist. When I saw this box of vintage buttons in a pretty pink box, when I was at a tag market, I knew they must come home with me to live happily ever after with the hundreds, nay thousands of other buttons I tend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDEdqC4JI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5AiMlFQW2Vw/s1600-h/cluster+of+vintage+style+fabric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350350101275664530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDEdqC4JI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5AiMlFQW2Vw/s320/cluster+of+vintage+style+fabric.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing is more artful and stimulating to the creative eye than that of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-cut vintage style fabric. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;. The color. The patterns. The age. The visions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBC1FUO2jI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eXBHBinc0iQ/s1600-h/cluster+of+mini-vintage+ornaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350349837043685938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBC1FUO2jI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eXBHBinc0iQ/s320/cluster+of+mini-vintage+ornaments.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At one time I thought about putting these vintage ornaments here and there. Sprinkling red glow around about... but when I saw their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vibrancy&lt;/span&gt; in a candy dish I knew they had to stay as a cluster. The are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt; in their glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBCs6fhJFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FytqWhVlydU/s1600-h/20080905_Red+Books+and+Chairs_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350349696699278418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBCs6fhJFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FytqWhVlydU/s320/20080905_Red+Books+and+Chairs_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And while this is not the last of my wonderful collections of clusters, I have to end this blog entry somewhere and what better place than a stack of vintage red books. Clustering a group of old finds lovingly on a worn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;divan&lt;/span&gt; gives comfort just in the sight.  Clustering like items allows my collections to not look as though they are mere clutter. (Eye of the beholder!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-6657670451989249963?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/6657670451989249963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=6657670451989249963' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6657670451989249963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6657670451989249963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/06/clusters-of-collections.html' title='Clusters of Collections'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SkBDhWLnjEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/r3fRawRJUBI/s72-c/cluster+powder+boxes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2416017415799507142</id><published>2009-06-15T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:27:30.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Antonio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Judy's Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbV9Lq0VmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G1_VDBdkDec/s1600-h/100_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347696854630159970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbV9Lq0VmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G1_VDBdkDec/s320/100_0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad's wife, Judy has a knack for whimsy in the garden. You could look for an hour and not see every little nook. I like this type of gardening because I love little surprises. Judy has metal frogs poking out from under terracotta pots &amp;amp; lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sun catchers&lt;/span&gt; hanging from trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbVZcN-mvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ewzQ-8uMn0U/s1600-h/100_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347696240597310194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbVZcN-mvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ewzQ-8uMn0U/s320/100_0725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly is one of the garden keepers. Molly and brother, Teddy keep a good eye on the squirrels and butterflies that zip in and out of this special garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbVHG0rh0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/7Y2uQSumIF4/s1600-h/100_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347695925616412482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbVHG0rh0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/7Y2uQSumIF4/s320/100_0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flowers are bountiful in San Antonio. How pretty these petunias look in this Mexican birdbath. The airplane plants seem to love the hot, steamy air of Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbU1YOHsmI/AAAAAAAAAWE/u3Ex-5U3N78/s1600-h/100_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347695621048873570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbU1YOHsmI/AAAAAAAAAWE/u3Ex-5U3N78/s320/100_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite little garden watcher is this sweet girl. She curtsies near the corner of the house between aloe and bleeding hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been inspired to whimsy up my own garden when I get home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2416017415799507142?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2416017415799507142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2416017415799507142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2416017415799507142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2416017415799507142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/06/judys-garden.html' title='Judy&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjbV9Lq0VmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G1_VDBdkDec/s72-c/100_0720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-3353244704859535663</id><published>2009-06-14T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:46:29.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mechnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craftsman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Antonio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machinist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>Ditties @ Dad's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVd0A-K-5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/w9cbiuqs2M8/s1600-h/100_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347283280767679378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVd0A-K-5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/w9cbiuqs2M8/s320/100_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've always said, "I don't have one of anything". Now I know where I get from. My dad has amazing little collections of items, some necessary to his crafts and other just because. Here are some of my favorites.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcvxfWMCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z7PsX2tQ5lY/s1600-h/100_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347282108380753954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcvxfWMCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z7PsX2tQ5lY/s320/100_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad has been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;watch smith&lt;/span&gt; on &amp;amp; off ever since I can remember dating back to the 1960's. He is a master of so many mechanical crafts. I find out more and more of his abilities every time I visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVckFDRw9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/9pglBf1f5Vo/s1600-h/100_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347281907473302482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVckFDRw9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/9pglBf1f5Vo/s320/100_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad has many little cases of these watch parts in his workshop. Because watch parts are so tiny he sorts them in these compartment cases and then he can find the part he wants quickly. Once he gets parts for a single watch he moves those pieces to their own case and works on them with the tiniest tools under a large swing-arm lit magnifying glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcWEAP49I/AAAAAAAAAVU/jkGuiL9tF6I/s1600-h/100_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347281666673992658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcWEAP49I/AAAAAAAAAVU/jkGuiL9tF6I/s320/100_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out in the garage my dad has a metal &amp;amp; wood workshop. I love how all the tools are lined up and in their own holder. There is just something about multiples displayed together that appears as art to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcMLZU5wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/x9surT8ToRA/s1600-h/100_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347281496859535106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVcMLZU5wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/x9surT8ToRA/s320/100_0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVb-1zXjQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G3XfjFPYn3k/s1600-h/100_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347281267724881154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVb-1zXjQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G3XfjFPYn3k/s320/100_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These tiny tins are used for small parts. I love how my dad has them all stacked up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVbz8QAG7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/amKVArTDjGg/s1600-h/100_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347281080477031346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVbz8QAG7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/amKVArTDjGg/s320/100_0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who doesn't like a box of funky metal thingies?? There are little containers and boxes of interesting twisted metal here and there to spur the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVbmDHp7GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/saYncEZnCA8/s1600-h/100_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347280841802902626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVbmDHp7GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/saYncEZnCA8/s320/100_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could sit in one are of my dad's many work stations and look for hours. There are stacks &amp;amp; piles of interesting pieces of who knows what and lots of books &amp;amp; magazines with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dimensions&lt;/span&gt; and numbers to tell you what to do with each piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt; is that I love being around it all and I love being around my Pop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-3353244704859535663?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/3353244704859535663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=3353244704859535663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3353244704859535663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3353244704859535663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/06/ditties-pop-judys.html' title='Ditties @ Dad&apos;s'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjVd0A-K-5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/w9cbiuqs2M8/s72-c/100_0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-742673594518522859</id><published>2009-06-12T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:38:25.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Antonio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>My Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjLVkbpNhlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/VYLoolAcamA/s1600-h/100_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346570529514817106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjLVkbpNhlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/VYLoolAcamA/s320/100_0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Pop. An amazing man. Born June 29, 1930 he has witnessed and experienced many things. I knew him as my dad my whole life, began knowing him as a man when I was 18 and then as a friend, mentor and teacher I could not get enough of when I became a mother some 26 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cried on my dad's shoulder, have been held and nursed by him during sickness, advised through all business decision, taught and inspired through his art and loved by his being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typing this from my dad's computer in his museum of an office in the center of his home in San Antonio, TX. I hitched a ride with friends and after four years of geographic distance was able to put my arms around him. I shed tears and held on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I am allowed to live I will never know all there is about this incredible man and the many lives he has touched. Once things for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt;, he has filled my heart with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you, Pop!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-742673594518522859?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/742673594518522859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=742673594518522859' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/742673594518522859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/742673594518522859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-pop.html' title='My Pop'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SjLVkbpNhlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/VYLoolAcamA/s72-c/100_0693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2908033302483308683</id><published>2009-06-06T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:34:10.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Spoon Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sis0l8iE0iI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GbAKJhyr43c/s1600-h/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344423209314079266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sis0l8iE0iI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GbAKJhyr43c/s320/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each Spring I get very excited about each and every new bloom and blossom in my garden. While my garden is small, it never fails to delight me with wonderful flowers and memorable fragrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blooms beg me not to leave them on their stem – so the only thing to do is cut a few and bring them indoors to enjoy every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sis0PQSh4uI/AAAAAAAAAUU/44qKAge44RI/s1600-h/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344422819480593122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sis0PQSh4uI/AAAAAAAAAUU/44qKAge44RI/s320/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I use one of the many floral frogs in my collection. But one of my favorite ways to display my posies is with a spoon frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SisztR0JB6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/rj2AX59sCYM/s1600-h/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344422235774453666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SisztR0JB6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/rj2AX59sCYM/s320/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I simply take three or four pretty spoons that I have found at tag sales and use them to prop the flowers up. You can turn the spoons up for more support or put the stem of the spoon up. It's sweet spring in a dessert cup!  The display is elegant, a nice conversation piece, practical and very inexpensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sisy7wFsIQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I6bxdL0oNos/s1600-h/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344421384907661570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sisy7wFsIQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I6bxdL0oNos/s320/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you'll try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2908033302483308683?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2908033302483308683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2908033302483308683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2908033302483308683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2908033302483308683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/06/spoon-frogs.html' title='Spoon Frogs'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sis0l8iE0iI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GbAKJhyr43c/s72-c/JUNE++2009+-+Sort+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-4673418103746290972</id><published>2009-05-26T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:44:45.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy efficient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloth diapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Laundry Tips from Mama - (Print &amp; Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ShyYxWnAqlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/uNBgoVRHJ8Y/s1600-h/womanhangingupherdrying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340311231804779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ShyYxWnAqlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/uNBgoVRHJ8Y/s320/womanhangingupherdrying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “Excess can cause troubles.” – Mama&lt;br /&gt;“Lazy today causes stress tomorrow.” - Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Written to share with my girls.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have come up with short cuts and tips for doing laundry; I wanted to share them with you. As you begin your family you will find what works now that they will be keeping their own home. best for your household and will be able to amend, add or cut out some of the below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minimize Your Clean Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you inventory your clothing you allow yourself time saving in the laundry department and add time for more valued events. Pack off season clothing in clear plastic tubs or in extra dresser drawers. Donate or give unused current seasonal clothing to same size friends and family or others in need. You know the saying: “If you haven’t worn it in a year…”. As for socks; minimize your socks to only 2 weeks worth including dress socks and athletic socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minimize Your Linens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It’s tempting to have lots of towels and several sets of sheets but this will cause more laundry in the long run. Keep 2 towels per person available (one hanging for use and the other in the linen closet) and only one set of sheets per bed (exception: crib). If you must have 2 sets of sheets per bed try to not get the other sheet out unless there has been an illness or accident and an immediate change is needed. Kitchen towels, dish clothes and bathroom hand towels and washcloths take up very little laundry space and due to the need for a fresh, clean one each day it is nice to have 2 weeks worth in your linen closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Clean to Dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking off Dirty Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When you take off your dirty clothes it’s a good opportunity to save time when it comes to doing laundry by cuffing your socks together, empty pockets, take underwear out of pants, turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;darks&lt;/span&gt; inside out (to avoid excessive fading). Take to the laundry room or place in hamper immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your jeans are not truly dirty and you have only worn them one time there is no sin in folding them nicely and placing them in an “only worn once” pile in your closet. If your pants are dirty whether soiled or with odor; don’t risk it – laundry them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dirty Bath Towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When you are finished with your bath towel (which can easily last 2 days without laundering) take it to the laundry room and lay it over a basket or the washer so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t get other clothes wet. Get out a fresh towel right away and put it on your bathroom hook so you won’t drip after tomorrow’s shower looking for a towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bed Linens and Bath Rugs &amp;amp; Shower Curtains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Plan each week to do one of the following: Wash all sheets or wash all rugs and bathroom shower curtains. Don’t try to do them both on the same week or you may run out of time and find they will pile up in the laundry room and the old cycle continues; you pull out your emergency linens and use those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laundry Room Prep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You laundry room should not be hated. Create a working and efficient room by keeping it well stocked and clean. Always have detergent, bleach, stain remover, grease remover, fabric softener, delicate bags, plastic hangers and laundry baskets (no more than 1 per person) on hand and easy to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorting &amp;amp; Loading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most efficient way to do laundry is to sort as when you have dirtied your laundry. Take your clothes in to the laundry room right away daily and place in the appropriate laundry basket. If this is not possible, or just too much to start out with, you can take a little extra time and sort as you do laundry. When you sort your clothes you can begin to see the priority needed for cleaning; this considering you have followed the recommendations of limiting your clean clothes and linens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stain &amp;amp; Grease Removal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For stains, wet the area that has the stain and spray or gently rub the mild stain remover on the area. Let the clothing item sit while the wash tub fills with water. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t let the piece of clothing sit long enough for the stain remover to dry on the item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For removal of greasy work clothes; fill the wash tub with warm water on the rinse cycle and add 1 cup of Pine-sol. Place greasy clothing in washer and let the clothes run through the rinse mixture cycle. Once washer stops wash and rinse the clothing as normal using cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loading Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Start the washer and put the appropriate amount of recommended laundry detergent in washer. Place washer settings on the correct load size and water temperature for the amount and type of clothing. Do not over load the washer for the following reasons: 1) Clothing will not get completely clean (hazardous if you are trying to kill bacteria); 2) Clothing can mildew or sour if left too long in washer; 3) You may damage your washer’s balance mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Delicates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There should be a ‘gentle’ cycle on your washer; if not set your regular wash cycle to a few minutes of wash (usually 6-8 minutes). Place gentle garments in a nylon zip bag. Small delicate items can share a bag although bras should have their own bag so they don’t snag other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;delicates&lt;/span&gt; with their clasps. Always secure bra clasps before washing to avoid tangling, stretching and snagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bleaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If bleach is necessary follow both your washer’s instructions and the bleach instructions to avoid yellowing and bleach-out spots on fabric. Most often, bleach is added to the last 5 minutes of your wash cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cloth Baby Diapers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some prep work may be helpful. Fill a rubber/plastic trashcan or solid hamper with water and 1 ½ cups of bleach; after you have rinsed the cloth diaper out in the toilet, place the soiled diaper in the bleach-water hamper and cover. Once the hamper is full of dirty diapers (or ever other day which ever comes first); pour entire contents into the washer. Place the washer on the rinse cycle and hot water; let the dirty diapers run through the rinse mixture cycle. Once washer stops, wash and rinse the diapers as normal using cold water and your baby detergent. I recommend not adding bleach to the wash cycle but if you must, then you’ll want to rinse diapers twice after the wash cycle to avoid irritation to baby’s skin (bleach and baby made ammonia don’t mix).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drying Clothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Line drying is always recommended for the care of your clothing as well as the energy efficiency. Place clothing in the dryer as soon as possible after the wash cycle ends to avoid spoiling or run-on colors. Always check to ensure the dryer filter is clean and empty; the left over lint may be able to cause a fire. Set clothing on the shortest dry time for the amount and weight of clothing necessary; this will save energy. Add a dryer sheet to avoid static. Finish the dry time with a cool down to avoid unnecessary wrinkles. Hang or fold clothing right away to ensure the least amount of wrinkles. Put clothing away immediately. By putting your clothes away immediately you free up room to do more laundry effectively and avoid clean clothes getting mixed up with dirty clothes (this happens a lot with socks) or the overwhelming feeling of too much when you enter your laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt; Washed and Dried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanging Clothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang all shirts facing left; this allows you to view the front of each shirt at a glance.&lt;br /&gt;Hang pants without a crease; this helps avoid shifting creases and helps to eliminate ironing. If you must hang pants with a crease, begin by holding the pants from the bottom cuff to create the crease then fold by laying the pants on the dryer, once you have the crease where and how you like it, simply slide the pant legs through a plastic hanger or clip the pant cuffs with the clips on a pant-hanger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sweaters, its best to fold and place on a shelf or in a drawer however, if you must hang this is the best way to avoid stretching or hanger pulls. Place sweater flat on the dryer, fold lengthwise lining up shoulders and arms; fold (long) arms so the hem of the arm is lying on the hem of the sweater, fold sweater down in half, slide hanger through final fold. Another hanging method for sweaters is to place sweater flat on the dryer, fold lengthwise lining up shoulders and arms, place the hanger hook in the underarm of the sweater and wrap the body of the sweater on the one side of the hanger (where a shirt shoulder would hang) and the arms around the other side of the hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Folding Clothes &amp;amp; Linens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fold clothes with the least amount of folds to avoid excessive wrinkles. For t-shirts grab the shirt at the seam just under the armpit, shake the shirt so it falls straight. Fold the shirt in half horizontal across the chest of the shirt. Front facing down, fold one side of the shirt in so there is only 2-3 inches from the neck to the fold, tuck under the sleeve and do the same to the other side of the shirt, now fold the bottom up. Flip the shirt over and ensure the folds are centered and symmetric; this guarantees a crisp look when you get it out of your drawer for wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Small items&lt;/em&gt;, like underwear and baby items may be better laid flat. Always fold your bras so the cup is full; invert one cup to the other and fold the sides and straps behind to fill in. This keeps your bra from getting creased and disfigured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sheets and blankets&lt;/em&gt; are best folded corner to corner horizontal first then vertical the rest of the folds until it is a manageable size; once small enough finish with a horizontal fold. For fitted sheets do the same type folding but always place one corner into the other corner until flat then corner to corner placing boxed sides towards the inside of all folds. A demonstration may be in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby blankets and burp towels&lt;/em&gt; should be folded so it can be easily opened by one hand with a quick whipping motion. This way when you need one of these items you won’t have to put the baby down to access use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully, these tips will help get you out of the laundry room and enjoying life quicker! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-4673418103746290972?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/4673418103746290972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=4673418103746290972' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4673418103746290972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4673418103746290972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/05/laundry-tips-from-mama-print-post.html' title='Laundry Tips from Mama - (Print &amp; Post)'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ShyYxWnAqlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/uNBgoVRHJ8Y/s72-c/womanhangingupherdrying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-4043592472773898900</id><published>2009-05-20T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:03:49.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commercial St'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closing store'/><title type='text'>When the Dust Settles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since April 30th, I have been transitioning to life outside my brick-n-mortar Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs. The final days were literally packed with activity including a final 80% reduction sale, organizing non-profit charity pick ups, coordinating trash pick up (funny how much stuff a junker accumulates with a 'project' in mind), endless vacuuming and an overall dusting of the permanent fixtures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A final turn of the key, a turn about like a guard at Buckingham Palace, no glance back; no taunt to my fragile emotional state. Off I traveled to the next page which came quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everything has happened so fast with not a moment to ponder so with that, not a minute to miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The past couple of weeks have been spent painting, organizing and last night...setting up internet with the help of my techno daughter and a friend (yes, both from the technology generation!). So, now I look forward to digging in to start my home studio and produce hand mades to my heart's content. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still no sadness for the finale of my B&amp;amp;M. I haven't been back to see the empty building standing, waiting for someone with a dream to fill it with the spirit of God's gifts. I look forward to seeing who gets the dust stirring again in that old historic building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.coxandcox.co.uk/images-db/product/403/tile.0q4u4j8p7b8n1x3z.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.coxandcox.co.uk/categories/decorative-home&amp;amp;usg=__T3TK0I-lImBdNnxeEKUeWqpw0T8=&amp;amp;h=135&amp;amp;w=90&amp;amp;sz=5&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=135&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=LqH1ftnCIlwhQM:&amp;amp;tbnh=92&amp;amp;tbnw=61&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dvintage%2Bfeather%2Bduster%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26start%3D120%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-4043592472773898900?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/4043592472773898900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=4043592472773898900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4043592472773898900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4043592472773898900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-dust-settles.html' title='When the Dust Settles'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-5485327944227803657</id><published>2009-03-28T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:47:20.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cottage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store closing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage ornaments'/><title type='text'>50% Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SdT4rucOV1I/AAAAAAAAATk/MXb3vBKxJyk/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+50%25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320150489915873106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SdT4rucOV1I/AAAAAAAAATk/MXb3vBKxJyk/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+50%25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know, the percent sign is backwards...oh well, come in anyways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6m2vo_S1I/AAAAAAAAATM/2nVyo4-HXRY/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318371669402667858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6m2vo_S1I/AAAAAAAAATM/2nVyo4-HXRY/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the decision was made to close the store it is difficult to continue to be here. Don't get me wrong; its fun ringing up all the sales &amp;amp; seeing many of my loyal customers but the difficult part is to see my little vintage cottage store in what I would call 'disarray'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6lwi_8wiI/AAAAAAAAATE/bF_35W9zE1g/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318370463418466850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6lwi_8wiI/AAAAAAAAATE/bF_35W9zE1g/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so thankful for those of you that love salvaged items and will give these lovelies a great place either at your home or your store. I delight in the thought that they will not be put in a dumpster; rather they will have a treasured spot where someone will bring the past to the present with such love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6ldGTJNPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/maBgU7T1xXY/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318370129296831730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6ldGTJNPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/maBgU7T1xXY/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think if you see it &amp;amp; have a great feeling about it...then buy it. The sweetness you will feel every time you pass it in your own space is worth the purchase. Hopefully, you will be able to find something that warms your heart at my sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6lL3l9SAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SqyjMpzX_KE/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318369833291433986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6lL3l9SAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SqyjMpzX_KE/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will be bringing things in from home, down from store loft, out from the inside 'shed' and from my almost unnecessary storage unit! So, stop by each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6k53VZBbI/AAAAAAAAASs/6VFDQ-UPU6k/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318369523984303538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sc6k53VZBbI/AAAAAAAAASs/6VFDQ-UPU6k/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little side note: RB&amp;amp;C will be closed April 17 &amp;amp; 18 for a family reunion. Many of you read my sister's blog as well as mine; there is doubt we will both blog about the experience! Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-5485327944227803657?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/5485327944227803657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=5485327944227803657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5485327944227803657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5485327944227803657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/50-off.html' title='50% Off!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SdT4rucOV1I/AAAAAAAAATk/MXb3vBKxJyk/s72-c/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+50%25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2966966390310383958</id><published>2009-03-26T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:32:31.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closing store'/><title type='text'>25% Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvy7YeUx4I/AAAAAAAAASk/tvuFPbXmz0U/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317610887036848002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvy7YeUx4I/AAAAAAAAASk/tvuFPbXmz0U/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I worked at the store until midnight. I was pulling all my displays apart; putting like items in areas around the store. I put all shutters up front, lamps on the stair case, dishes on the front display, linens on the vintage bed, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvyjw-y4qI/AAAAAAAAASc/mPk7Kwn30o8/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317610481298629282" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvyjw-y4qI/AAAAAAAAASc/mPk7Kwn30o8/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve been to my store you know that I like to display rather than warehouse items so while this rearranging is probably helpful to those looking for something specific, it’s awkward for me to look at. The store is no longer like walking through my favorite magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvyIgK0GiI/AAAAAAAAASU/KWKRtk4KNDY/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317610012929169954" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvyIgK0GiI/AAAAAAAAASU/KWKRtk4KNDY/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I left last Saturday I was happy with my progress knowing that the next day I would be having a private sale for business owners only. I got to the store around 11:30 Sunday morning with anticipation. I had the best helpers (Ginger, Phyllis, Tiffany, Marla &amp;amp; my Elizabeth) on hand to help. The sale was from 1:00 – 5:00 pm and would you believe there were a couple of people waiting at the door when I opened? This was a very hopeful site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvxz7fKuSI/AAAAAAAAASM/R5IFIbYT3F4/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317609659485042978" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvxz7fKuSI/AAAAAAAAASM/R5IFIbYT3F4/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2:30 the ‘crowd’ was gone and for the next two and a half hours I piddled around the store and read my newest Romantic Homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvxicIU-LI/AAAAAAAAASE/EC63SStT1Rg/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317609359009970354" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvxicIU-LI/AAAAAAAAASE/EC63SStT1Rg/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I opened the door with a 25% off sale and was flooded! Many regular customers came in to get some goodies and give sweet hugs. So now, until March 30th you too can get 25% off everything in the store (except fixtures/displays marked). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuyC3hLLI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s-1St97Mir8/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317606328571604146" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuyC3hLLI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s-1St97Mir8/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life pages are turning slowly from one to another and I have to admit, it turns with some sorrow. I am, however, keeping a little list of things I want to do after the new page begins the next chapter. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;      Sleep in on Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;      Walk around the square and C-Street visiting all the stores (their open hours are the same as mine at RB&amp;amp;C so I haven’t been able to visit)&lt;br /&gt;     Write, write, write (including more blogging)&lt;br /&gt;     Sew, sew, sew (&amp;amp; put on Etsy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Visit my mom in Arkansas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Babysit my grandbaby more&lt;br /&gt;     See more of my family&lt;br /&gt;The list will continue to grow I’m sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuXRgnUbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/21ajUjv0Hdk/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605868645601714" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuXRgnUbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/21ajUjv0Hdk/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuA4lHQ9I/AAAAAAAAARs/7vCOTQi8h94/s1600-h/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317605483996464082" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScvuA4lHQ9I/AAAAAAAAARs/7vCOTQi8h94/s320/RB%26C+Closing+Sale+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2966966390310383958?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2966966390310383958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2966966390310383958' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2966966390310383958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2966966390310383958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-off.html' title='25% Off!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Scvy7YeUx4I/AAAAAAAAASk/tvuFPbXmz0U/s72-c/RB%26C+Closing+Sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-8865758603426319400</id><published>2009-03-21T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:38:47.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn the page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closing store'/><title type='text'>Turn the Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScU0iJrXnaI/AAAAAAAAARc/BE39VXU9KKI/s1600-h/Opening+Day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315712696498757026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScU0iJrXnaI/AAAAAAAAARc/BE39VXU9KKI/s400/Opening+Day+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Opening day @ RB&amp;amp;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if you took each opportunity, walked through every open door, accepted every gift, entertained risks, relied on faith? Would you have disappointments, failures, losses or finales? Yes. But if you are true in your intent, don’t manipulate others and rely on God’s direction it will be worth it with blessings to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs has been a life long dream since I was a little child. I would clip pictures from magazines and make drawings of what I hoped it would be like. The passion for a vintage cottage store has always been with me and in 2006 it became a reality – a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The financial risk, the unending tick of the watch, the unexpected business details, the friendships built are all bi-products of plunging into a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person has even one single day to live their dream it is a memory never forgotten. Now, two and a half years after Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs opened it is time to turn the page to another adventure. Although nearly every adventure is not without grim &amp;amp; glee, the experience and memories make each new page of life worth exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have become dear friends and I will certainly miss seeing you each month on your visits to C-Street, but have no fear! I will be active on-line and at local shows. If you receive my monthly e-newsletter you will still be notified when I am out in the public showcasing my new creations. And of course you know you can find me each 1st Friday right here shopping my favorite stores on C-Street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315718642338608002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScU58PqDs4I/AAAAAAAAARk/XevVfSR8iLA/s400/LIFE+Book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There will always be a bookmark in my life at the pages of Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking my blog as I detail how the closing of RB&amp;amp;C progresses through April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-8865758603426319400?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/8865758603426319400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=8865758603426319400' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/8865758603426319400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/8865758603426319400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/opening-day-rb-what-if-you-took-each.html' title='Turn the Page'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/ScU0iJrXnaI/AAAAAAAAARc/BE39VXU9KKI/s72-c/Opening+Day+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-1973373698559675430</id><published>2009-03-11T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:19:12.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='box of sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Box of Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312023470165024578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbgZM6m5X0I/AAAAAAAAARU/7RdlDr1SdZ0/s400/Box+of+Sunshine+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have many, many things and people in my life that make me happy. Like you, I have blessings to list. There are moments, however, I feel like I am going to sufficate, implode, snap or yell. Do you have those moments? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While working for a mission (homeless, transitional &amp;amp; emergency need) a few years ago I became very stressed, frustrated and felt helpless at times. I learned a lot about human nature, God's grace and compassion but still, those moments crept in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eldest daughter, Stephenie made me a 'Box of Sunshine'. She instructed me to pull a little note out any time I felt stressed. Some days I pulled 2 or 3 out of the box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, owning my own business I have different 'moments' and often run to my Box of Sunshine for relief. I find that I am calmer after reading one of the notes because I know how much love went in to making the box of notes and because the colors just make me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so grateful for this little box and for those that take time to say or write little things to just send a little sunshine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312023191966238450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbgY8uPIxvI/AAAAAAAAARM/H4dLatGTp24/s400/Box+of+Sunshine+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-1973373698559675430?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/1973373698559675430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=1973373698559675430' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1973373698559675430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1973373698559675430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-when-im-cranky.html' title='Box of Sunshine'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbgZM6m5X0I/AAAAAAAAARU/7RdlDr1SdZ0/s72-c/Box+of+Sunshine+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-6415165026394158325</id><published>2009-03-06T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:21:54.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farquhar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south africa'/><title type='text'>Farquhar Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbFoUHbW-7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g6VM_NYR-fc/s1600-h/Farquhar+Blvd+1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310140130446998450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbFoUHbW-7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g6VM_NYR-fc/s400/Farquhar+Blvd+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful friend, Melinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lantz&lt;/span&gt; was working in South Africa when she made her driver pull over so she could snap these photos. Fun, huh? I hope this gives my sister-in-law (who has been working on lineage for years) some new 'avenues' to pursue in the family tree search!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310141488946553794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbFpjMO5I8I/AAAAAAAAARE/cx_LgPwSMZA/s400/Farquhar+Blvd+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-6415165026394158325?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/6415165026394158325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=6415165026394158325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6415165026394158325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6415165026394158325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/farquhar-road.html' title='Farquhar Road'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SbFoUHbW-7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g6VM_NYR-fc/s72-c/Farquhar+Blvd+1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-7957068667344792864</id><published>2009-03-04T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:21:57.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lillian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patty cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><title type='text'>Hanging With My Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309492091395876962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sa8a7R1lqGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HfA1g9ABa24/s400/March+3+-+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of my all time favorite people to hang out with is my 11 month old granddaughter. Every single day she accomplishes something new. Last week she waved at me, kissed me when I asked for a kiss and clapped when I sang "Patty Cake". Yesterday she did the motion (in her own way) for 'roll 'em up &amp;amp; roll 'em up" - the next verse in "P'Cake". I can't wait to see what today holds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-7957068667344792864?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/7957068667344792864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=7957068667344792864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7957068667344792864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7957068667344792864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanging-with-my-girl.html' title='Hanging With My Girl'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/Sa8a7R1lqGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HfA1g9ABa24/s72-c/March+3+-+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-4396727505818145019</id><published>2009-02-20T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:56:37.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs. cadewell&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Branson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chenille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='76 country blvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hwy 76'/><title type='text'>Flea Marketing in Branson, MO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7y-AJo3bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/peRiKUv6ERY/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304944558095261106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7y-AJo3bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/peRiKUv6ERY/s400/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of weeks ago, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;junkin&lt;/span&gt;' friend, Sue and I headed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; to do a little treasure hunting. I knew just the place to go; &lt;em&gt;Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cadwell's&lt;/span&gt; Downtown Flea Market&lt;/em&gt;. Not only is this the oldest flea market in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; - it is also my very favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7yfRHHtfI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pLIcX4mE2ds/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304944030072157682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7yfRHHtfI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pLIcX4mE2ds/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Down the steep hills of old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; on Hwy 76 (also known as 76 Country Blvd) you will find many eclectic shops including the one just next door to Mrs. C's called &lt;em&gt;Main Street Flea Market&lt;/em&gt;. If you are not familiar with the Ozarks; this is what it looks like when you build on one of the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mountains&lt;/span&gt;'. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; get a workout walking up and down the street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7xzHY6jJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Monpb5Z_MY8/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943271548193938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7xzHY6jJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Monpb5Z_MY8/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt;, I spied these neat railroad date nails. They were $1.50 each. I didn't buy any but I thought they were neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7xjEO172I/AAAAAAAAAQE/2bKShByVP4U/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304942995822735202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7xjEO172I/AAAAAAAAAQE/2bKShByVP4U/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something I did buy was this shoe box packed full of all colors of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chenille&lt;/span&gt; pieces. The seller had $8 for the entire box and then ran a 50% off any purchase from her booth. What a find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7w7G1a0YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/__TkAm8ul3Y/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304942309326639490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7w7G1a0YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/__TkAm8ul3Y/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love digging in the linen bins you find in just about every other booth in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Branson flea market&lt;/span&gt;. Many hand embroidered items, quilt pieces, tea towels...you name it. I was delighted to find this hand appliqued and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embroidered&lt;/span&gt; pillow case. The fabric is the softest cotton pink comes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7wDBb5-MI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Ow_xE8mqBj8/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304941345804777666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7wDBb5-MI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Ow_xE8mqBj8/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know if you can read the price or not, but I nabbed this lovely up for $2.50. Another great find was this Belle of the Ball tray. I didn't purchase it but held it &amp;amp; admired it for a lengthy time. I had to snap a photo for prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vqwqxPDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4aCfwBLNnLU/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304940928986856498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vqwqxPDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4aCfwBLNnLU/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you love quilts, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; is the place to go. You will find vintage and antique quilts by the droves. Some are in excellent condition, some are gently worn and others are sold for crafts. Regardless of the condition, you can see the love and tenderness taken in each stitch. Here are photos of a few that were hanging outside just one booth. The prices range from $30 to $80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vZ5YBSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EgXHsN03K0A/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304940639266359858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vZ5YBSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EgXHsN03K0A/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vK_XndbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3bNdzf7yPEc/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304940383177242034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7vK_XndbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3bNdzf7yPEc/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing is for sure when shopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt;; you'll see the finest and the quirkiest! Here are a couple photos of booths. Digging is half the fun because the sellers pack the booth tight! I have a couple of favorite booths that I totally dismantle to hunt for goodies. (Yeah, I put stuff back...with a little displaying &amp;amp; merchandising to boot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304950994296664626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ740o3ocjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tKRp4YRwiAY/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7uj1T6eTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qQz9d3DIegE/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304939710462458162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7uj1T6eTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qQz9d3DIegE/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't these dishes yummy? This is in one of only a couple retro booth's at Mrs. C's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7uDUE9QKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GErJA00skEc/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304939151785541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7uDUE9QKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GErJA00skEc/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did purchase these three pottery finds. I brought the little pink one to RB&amp;amp;C but had to keep the others for my personal collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7tzsO-5uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KwN0OvIflOo/s1600-h/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304938883392136930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7tzsO-5uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KwN0OvIflOo/s320/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought a wonderful pink plastic case full of buttons, a vinyl snap front case in the most wonderful teal, a couple of vintage framed pictures, an antique oval frame with Miss About Town's photograph, a magazine rack, a blanket, a table cloth and some other goodies and paid $28. What a haul! I had a wonderful time. The best part of the whole trip was meeting my mom for lunch. She lives in Arkansas about an hour and a half from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt;. So, after a great lunch, some snuggling, then flea marketing; Sue and I headed for Star Buck's and hit Hwy 65 for the 40 minute drive home....oh, wait, we stopped in Ozark for more flea marketing! I'll blog about some of my other finds soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-4396727505818145019?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/4396727505818145019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=4396727505818145019' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4396727505818145019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4396727505818145019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/02/flea-marketing-in-branson-mo.html' title='Flea Marketing in Branson, MO'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZ7y-AJo3bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/peRiKUv6ERY/s72-c/Branson+Flea+Market+Trip+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-9033419656716859338</id><published>2009-02-11T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:51:24.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embroidery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><title type='text'>Felt Valentine Pin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNBL1LHQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6GFtiam5ZCM/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301652857853264722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNBL1LHQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6GFtiam5ZCM/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little Valentine pin is just right for your blouse, as a package trim or to pin on a pillow. It measures approximately 2.5" x 3.5". Below are my supplies and instructions. A friend told me one time that my perfectionism gets in the way of my creativity. I remembered that when making this little guy; you'll notice the quirks &amp;amp; character in the uneven stitches and placement. She was right, what only took about 30 minutes to make could have taken me hours if I had been concerned with it being perfect. The end result is still cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301659813045106978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNHgrSEeSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Gz_1bFwRpGA/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNAaB-ZBJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oCTcNfm3Uzc/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301652002296104082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNAaB-ZBJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oCTcNfm3Uzc/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;felt scraps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;embroidery thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scissors (fabric, paper, nippers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;needle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;straight pins (just a couple will do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;small safety pin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;template board (I use cereal boxes for templates)&lt;br /&gt;pen (I used a Sharpie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chalk or marking for felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNAEO8WbzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/54oQWGlZGYY/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301651627820085042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNAEO8WbzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/54oQWGlZGYY/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Draw your pattern on the back of the cereal box. I used a fat Sharpie so I could see it well. I highlighted the pieces in pink so you could see them better. I didn't know there would be a game on the inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_lmzwmyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-LYqx4Kg_dk/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301651101650557730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_lmzwmyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-LYqx4Kg_dk/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Assemble your pattern and supplies. Trace the pattern onto your felt using a soft writing tool or chalk. Cut out your pieces. Now, you are ready to begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_RsSd_xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YqvZ1QteXaM/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301650759524155154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_RsSd_xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YqvZ1QteXaM/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I blanket-stitched around one heart (front). You can use any stitch you like. I sewed little dots in fun colors on the front. You could also sew beads, sequence, or dingle balls on. Set this piece aside for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab the other heart and sew the little safety pin on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew a border around the scalloped edged heart. I just did a straight stitch. Take the back piece that you put the safety pin on and sew it to the back of the scalloped edged heart. I used a black thread so it would show nicely on the front side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_AbwutQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUQjL-JkGFU/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301650463029900546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZM_AbwutQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUQjL-JkGFU/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I simply sewed the front heart right down the middle so it would have some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dimension&lt;/span&gt;. And there you go! A felt Valentine pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZMQi1S4wxI/AAAAAAAAANs/XojbPWCQUnc/s1600-h/Felt+Valentine+Pin+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301599376953099026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZMQi1S4wxI/AAAAAAAAANs/XojbPWCQUnc/s400/Felt+Valentine+Pin+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-9033419656716859338?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/9033419656716859338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=9033419656716859338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/9033419656716859338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/9033419656716859338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/02/felt-valentine-pin.html' title='Felt Valentine Pin'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SZNBL1LHQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6GFtiam5ZCM/s72-c/Felt+Valentine+Pin+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-3037176866292622461</id><published>2009-02-06T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:25:46.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burlington northern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy bee depart store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark rosen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commercial St'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jefferson Ave.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Louis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Springfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historic bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sante fe'/><title type='text'>Behind C-Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzGry0URrI/AAAAAAAAANk/w8T5Ub9duxg/s1600-h/C-Steet+Alley+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829317186111154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzGry0URrI/AAAAAAAAANk/w8T5Ub9duxg/s400/C-Steet+Alley+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In 1870, Springfield was excited about the arrival of the railroad from St. Louis. Springfield would finally be connected to the rest of the country. The railroad depot became the centerpiece of activity on the new Commercial Street. C-Street became a street vibrant with the railroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, if you step out back any business on the north side of C-Street you will automatically be on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe property. The property line ends at our back doors. This photo is the back door of RB&amp;amp;C. Most back doors are docks from the old days when the train would unload meat, horse care items, feed, furniture, tobacco and sundries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early 1980's, I worked for Mr. Rosen and his son, Mark at Busy Bee Department Store. We used the dock and dock elevator for all deliveries, (the elevator had a hand pulley). We would hoist cases and cases of Levi's 501 jeans up to the 3rd foor for processing and tagging. Busy Bee (established in 1971) was known as the farmer's store because of the Levi's and Dungeree's farmer's wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzGOdvjsKI/AAAAAAAAANc/LWn1kPprd7s/s1600-h/C-Steet+Alley+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299828813312798882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzGOdvjsKI/AAAAAAAAANc/LWn1kPprd7s/s320/C-Steet+Alley+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are at least eight active tracks just outside my back door. The trains work off an electric system and can start and stop without an engine. Many times you will hear the trains hook up with a loud crash. I have become accustom to the sound but am reminded how alarming it is when a customer asks, "What was THAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzBXi055mI/AAAAAAAAANU/qyd6wtqd4_o/s1600-h/C-Steet+Alley+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299823471738087010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzBXi055mI/AAAAAAAAANU/qyd6wtqd4_o/s320/C-Steet+Alley+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, there is a train of boulders only feet from my back door. It's quite amazing site! Trains are much bigger than I thought they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzAvZi72pI/AAAAAAAAANM/lD5JIwlnUg4/s1600-h/C-Steet+Alley+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299822782052031122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzAvZi72pI/AAAAAAAAANM/lD5JIwlnUg4/s320/C-Steet+Alley+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the tail end of the boulder train. The back yard of C-Street is just as interesting with as much character as the front. By law, there is no trespassing to the train yard but to business owners the Railroad has been kind enough to let us park our vehicles in the gravel. I wanted to share what others may never have the chance to see. If you are ever in the area, you can walk across the the tracks via the historic Jefferson Avenue Footbridge. A glorious site lit up at night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-3037176866292622461?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/3037176866292622461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=3037176866292622461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3037176866292622461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3037176866292622461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/02/behind-c-street.html' title='Behind C-Street'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYzGry0URrI/AAAAAAAAANk/w8T5Ub9duxg/s72-c/C-Steet+Alley+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-1174065850808194044</id><published>2009-02-04T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:04:25.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collapsable cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cigar box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birdhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buttons'/><title type='text'>Hidden Treasures - Little Surprises!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoRSMfwtGI/AAAAAAAAANE/DcIZ2QnGaeM/s1600-h/Surprises+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299066915844568162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoRSMfwtGI/AAAAAAAAANE/DcIZ2QnGaeM/s320/Surprises+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Throughout my home, I have little treasures and surprises hidden here &amp;amp; there. This photo is of a bird house my dad and I made together (actually, he did nearly every part of of the bird house and I tailgated). The rest of the stack is a pile of vintage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt; boxes. Inside are lots of wonderful buttons laying on a bed of amber velvet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoRDvy9YjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YxZx2572Eo4/s1600-h/Surprises+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299066667622294066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoRDvy9YjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YxZx2572Eo4/s320/Surprises+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoP93dS3rI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hqPdwmEMFx8/s1600-h/Surprises+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299065467088068274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoP93dS3rI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hqPdwmEMFx8/s320/Surprises+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little tin medicine cabinet hangs in my powder room. When you turn the right side wooden knob a little mechanical slide allows the doors to open. Inside is delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoPZdWn-OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Kln_HE2Y7Zg/s1600-h/Surprises+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299064841605478626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoPZdWn-OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Kln_HE2Y7Zg/s320/Surprises+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In this photo you can see my chunky little pitcher, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;collapsible&lt;/span&gt; tin cup, little Miss Beauty and a wonderful pink box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoOimSNLMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Xaq1D-Gq8f8/s1600-h/Surprises+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299063899110059202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoOimSNLMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Xaq1D-Gq8f8/s320/Surprises+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second shelf has just as many goodies. I love this kitten, it reminds me of the same molded plaster kitten my sister, Shelly painted grey when we were kids. She had a grey cat named Mitten. Aren't these little baskets wonderful? And, just as you suspected, there is a treasure inside the little present box. When you come and visit my home, feel free to look inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299064303777119842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoO6JyWfmI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0bvFHJ1o4tU/s320/Surprises+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I hope this has inspired you to tuck treasures &amp;amp; surprises around your home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-1174065850808194044?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/1174065850808194044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=1174065850808194044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1174065850808194044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1174065850808194044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/02/hidden-treasures-little-surprises.html' title='Hidden Treasures - Little Surprises!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SYoRSMfwtGI/AAAAAAAAANE/DcIZ2QnGaeM/s72-c/Surprises+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-4982199871138683188</id><published>2009-01-24T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:09:37.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobnail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booch'/><title type='text'>Prayer Pins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt4ad6crOI/AAAAAAAAALU/FERzM7Ej2F4/s1600-h/Surprises+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294958183005859042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt4ad6crOI/AAAAAAAAALU/FERzM7Ej2F4/s200/Surprises+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've always loved pins and brooches. I have little boxes of them tucked in my top dresser drawer, pinned on other lovelies and here, in a beautiful hobnail candy dish. Can you see the cute little Avon girl? Her face opens and there is perfume inside. My mom gave my sisters and I each one of these pins when we were little girls. She always makes me smile when I open the candy dish to grab a brooch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pins and brooches are more than an accessory to me. In my busy day, I hate to admit it, but I often times forget to pray. I use these beauties to remind me to pray for a specific person. If someone is going through a tough time or I'm just so thankful that person is in my life; I'll don the pin or brooch I associate with that person. Every time someone comments on the pin, I see it reflected in a mirror or I brush my had against it, it reminds me to lift my special person up in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294965182107057858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt-x3mNfsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ctn7Q_hS7_g/s200/Surprises+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you see me wearing&lt;br /&gt;this beautiful booch,&lt;br /&gt;I am praying for my sister,&lt;br /&gt;Cathe and her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294961102794562738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt7Ea-UnLI/AAAAAAAAALk/npGPuGXjxx4/s200/Surprises+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My dear, sweet friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sue gave me this wonderful pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pray for her everytime I wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's such a delicate rose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294963932891969634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt9pJ6H-GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Z668cPdIZ88/s200/Surprises+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is my 'Rose' brooch.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wear this sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;I am praying for my dear friend, Rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-4982199871138683188?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/4982199871138683188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=4982199871138683188' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4982199871138683188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/4982199871138683188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-pins.html' title='Prayer Pins'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXt4ad6crOI/AAAAAAAAALU/FERzM7Ej2F4/s72-c/Surprises+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2212090142262573461</id><published>2009-01-21T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:45:56.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potato soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garlic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><title type='text'>Potato Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdnyDYQ85I/AAAAAAAAAJk/BLi9-DFfe-g/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293813996595508114" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdnyDYQ85I/AAAAAAAAAJk/BLi9-DFfe-g/s200/Potato+Soup+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing warms the soul like thick, hardy bowl of potato soup. I love to make this dish because every ingredient is normally already around the kitchen. It's not important how much of each ingredient is used; only that the process and type of ingredients are considered. This is a very non-intimidating recipe. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Large pot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big spoon to stir with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potato masher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small bowl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wisk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bacon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To taste; shredded cheese, salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdphVMaRmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yb2knr_U3J4/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293815908343105122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdphVMaRmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yb2knr_U3J4/s200/Potato+Soup+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdpxto8-EI/AAAAAAAAAKE/U4SUW7bYYzQ/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293816189783177282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdpxto8-EI/AAAAAAAAAKE/U4SUW7bYYzQ/s200/Potato+Soup+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdqEy4eChI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vZO6fs8BgqQ/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293816517607950866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdqEy4eChI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vZO6fs8BgqQ/s200/Potato+Soup+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can tell, I don't have fancy kitchen equipment. I like the feel of cooking the way my grandmother did; use what you have. (I would not be opposed to a new stove though!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get started, cut bacon in to about one inch pieces. I used a pound of smoked bacon. In a large pot, brown bacon until crisp. Do not cook too fast, you want to avoid any burning. Once crisp, scoop out bacon and drain on paper towel. Cut onion (I used sweet yellow and green onions) in coarse pieces, mince garlic (I ran out so I used garlic powder), and add a couple of table spoons of butter to bacon grease. Cook just until onion is soft. Be careful, garlic burns easily. Once your onion mixture is cooked, add some flour; I use enough to absorb most of&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt; the grease&lt;/span&gt; while maintaining a fluid consistancy. Stir until completely blended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdqdbhmMVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/m_m71kKA-BY/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293816940834730322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdqdbhmMVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/m_m71kKA-BY/s200/Potato+Soup+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdsMLA-edI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H93-PTYtm8c/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293818843368421842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdsMLA-edI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H93-PTYtm8c/s200/Potato+Soup+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdsgDSXVzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sS_zLDzWxIE/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293819184891254578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdsgDSXVzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sS_zLDzWxIE/s200/Potato+Soup+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut potatoes in large cubes. Place potatoes in onion mixture and stir to coat potatoes with the wonderful flavors. Add chicken broth (or make broth by following the directions on the chicken bullion jar) enough to just cover the potatoes. Bring to a boil stirring as to not allow ingredients to stick to&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; the botto&lt;/span&gt;m of the pot. Cook until potatoes are soft. Once potatoes are done, use your potato masher and mash one time around the pot to add to the wonderful thickness of the broth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdswRoShSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cfqnOT5_mj8/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293819463619216674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdswRoShSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cfqnOT5_mj8/s200/Potato+Soup+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdtAmRS2XI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fV78SFP8P8g/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293819744037820786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdtAmRS2XI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fV78SFP8P8g/s200/Potato+Soup+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdtUlCeUAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qe07Gpu5ZIg/s1600-h/Potato+Soup+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293820087304605698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdtUlCeUAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qe07Gpu5ZIg/s200/Potato+Soup+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small bowl, sprinkle about 2 tablespoons of flour. Pour enough cream to keep a liquid consistency. To prevent curdling, dip out a couple of cups of hot soup broth and gradually pour flour &amp;amp; cream mixture into the broth. Now, pour entire mixture back in the pot and gently stir. Your potato soup is now done. Add the crisp bacon, graded cheese, fresh cracked black pepper and salt to taste. Voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293820769944155538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdt8UEbNZI/AAAAAAAAALE/NBfj-Wf9Hfs/s200/Potato+Soup+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2212090142262573461?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2212090142262573461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2212090142262573461' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2212090142262573461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2212090142262573461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/potato-soup.html' title='Potato Soup'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXdnyDYQ85I/AAAAAAAAAJk/BLi9-DFfe-g/s72-c/Potato+Soup+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2587603560469431958</id><published>2009-01-16T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:14:58.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I won'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lillian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='granddaughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delight'/><title type='text'>I Won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXEUleHhfGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4rHF4ghdOXU/s1600-h/Lillian+New+Year+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292033671109377122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXEUleHhfGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4rHF4ghdOXU/s320/Lillian+New+Year+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;That's the way I feel every time I am with my granddaughter, Lillian Marie. She is so lovable and lets me smooch and smooch her chub-cheeks as much as I want without a budge. She holds her hand out to me so I'll kiss her palm. For the past 9 months I have had liquid delight flow through my veins because of her sweetness. The greatest prize; being a grandma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2587603560469431958?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2587603560469431958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2587603560469431958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2587603560469431958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2587603560469431958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-won.html' title='I Won!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SXEUleHhfGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4rHF4ghdOXU/s72-c/Lillian+New+Year+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-5556121793846069862</id><published>2009-01-09T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:24:54.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velvet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage ornaments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Until Next Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWeraFhRYJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/axkj2PBtYGs/s1600-h/Blue+and++Silver+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289384752016613522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWeraFhRYJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/axkj2PBtYGs/s320/Blue+and++Silver+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoever came up with the idea to decorate the drab winter months with tinsel, glitter and lights was brilliant. For years I have been collecting vintage ornaments and Christmas decorations. I hold them in my hands as if they are new born chick precious, delicate, and all mine! I often wonder when I find these treasures at tag sales and thrift store who could have possibly have parted with them. I feel blessed to be the rescuer of these magnificent thrill makers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each year I treat myself to a new-to-me vintage ornament. Okay, you busted me...I treat myself anytime I find one, but each year I do go scrounging to the depths of what others might call trash to find (rescue) a vintage holiday ANYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I found the most lovely of lovelies, a velvet vintage bell music box with wonderful ornate trim. You can see it here in my bedroom on my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;loveseat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with the sweet baby deer. The vintage wool felt and sequence candle pillow I also purchased this holiday season at a nearby thrift store for $2. She looks so happy to be at my house!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289378072113160274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWelVQ8LoFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AHm54rMiuMc/s320/Vintage+Finds+VI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289371773377654914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWefmoUnMII/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ww5dKV9O6n4/s320/Velvet+Ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How can I possibly think of putting these diamonds of the past away until next year? Below are Christmas items I leave on display inside a curio cabinet in my living room all year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289375133441900434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWeiqNiWv5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/2pVxcFLN5eY/s320/Christmas+Baby+(75).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289375582307127314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWejEVsKkBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/C4DYxnLp_GY/s320/Collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These next photos are of my bathroom. Again, I keep these goodies out all year...can't help it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289376334198741026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWejwGtGGCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Sa7uvMKi--U/s320/Vintage+Bathroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cutie-pie with the feather skirt is a find from this season. Isn't she adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289377441960069522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWekwlb-iZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_4ig6V28HP4/s320/Vintage+dressing+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289378811827361458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWemAUlylrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3Z934CyJRsk/s320/Vintage+Santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love my flour sack Santa, he's so friendly. I probably won't keep him out all year but he is a nice surprise every late November when I unpack him. So, until next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-5556121793846069862?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/5556121793846069862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=5556121793846069862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5556121793846069862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5556121793846069862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/until-next-year.html' title='Until Next Year'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWeraFhRYJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/axkj2PBtYGs/s72-c/Blue+and++Silver+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2309075802102931205</id><published>2009-01-07T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:23:34.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopkeeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red books and chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic Homes'/><title type='text'>Romantic Homes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWTtKBbl1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PwBSaynBe3E/s1600-h/Magazine+and+Me+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288612618878440610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWTtKBbl1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PwBSaynBe3E/s320/Magazine+and+Me+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What an honor it is to be one the &lt;em&gt;'romantics that inspire'&lt;/em&gt; in February's edition of &lt;em&gt;Romantic Homes&lt;/em&gt;. My all time favorite magazine is more than just a periodical; it's a resource for anyone that loves the softer side of life. The Shopkeeper's section is a must for small business owners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The beautiful photographs are by Heidi &amp;amp; Matt Giles of &lt;a href="http://freedomphotography.smugmug.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Freedom Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (their business card with their adorable son is clipped to the open page in photo). Freedom is located just down the street on historic Commercial Street, Springfield, MO. I'm blessed to have so much talent near by! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288618553015168178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWTyjb0CbLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/D6A9eCoc5Fs/s320/Magazine+and+Me+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope you will rush out and purchase the February edition of Romantic Homes and if you live in the area stop by for a cover price discount at Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs located at 215 W. Commercial Street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To follow this blog, click 'Follow this Blog' in the upper right column of site. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2309075802102931205?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2309075802102931205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2309075802102931205' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2309075802102931205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2309075802102931205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/romantic-homes.html' title='Romantic Homes!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SWTtKBbl1KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PwBSaynBe3E/s72-c/Magazine+and+Me+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-5870141427691777359</id><published>2009-01-06T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:02:19.051-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><title type='text'>What Are You Waiting For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Each year around this time, most people set a New Year's Resolution. Those little somethings we've been meaning to take care of and keep putting off until the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All year we collect and push our goals until the all mighty January rolls around. I'm the worst! I have never been good at a New Year's Resolution. Now that I think about it; I'm not so sure I've been good at a resolution at any time of the year. Maybe it's the fear of failure, humiliation, self (or other's) disappointment. I honestly can't say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A few months ago while thinking out loud about something I wanted, a friend piped in and asked, "What are you waiting for?" I'm not sure she really intended to get an answer but those words resonated in my head. What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I waiting for? The stars to finally align, the Farmer's Almanac to give a hint, a burning bush perhaps? Truth is...I'm waiting for courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Trusting yourself is difficult when the territory is unchartered. Oh, I know. That's the excitement, the risk, the thrill of it all. But somehow, more often than not, the lack of self trust wins out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Not this  year! What's different? That little voice that kept whispering, "What are you waiting for?" is now starting to shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I already have used it to do cleaning that I put off until the proverbial Spring. I quit waiting to purchase healthy foods since they are located right next to the other kind. I have begun to put things I want to do ahead of things that I feel should be done (I'm sewing more!). I hope the list will continue to those things that take self trust and courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So, if you struggle with a resolution and need changes in your life then WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-5870141427691777359?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/5870141427691777359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=5870141427691777359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5870141427691777359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5870141427691777359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='What Are You Waiting For?'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-6123336199215531229</id><published>2008-10-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:12:06.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft show'/><title type='text'>Craft Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-pxbaLcgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oNIrRIyz-is/s1600-h/Hand+Made+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260109556428272130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="302" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-pxbaLcgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oNIrRIyz-is/s320/Hand+Made+001.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One thing I love is to see someone's expression of talents and gifts in their craft. Next week Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs will have a traveling store at the Asbury Fall Craft Sale. But you never have to wait for an organized craft sale to get true one of a kind, unique items. Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs is always looking for items to showcase from crafters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gone are the goofy souvenier-type crafts. Today's crafters know that there is a need and desire to have items made by hand. Those that purchase these items do so for more than their practical use but also because they are true works of art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This Christmas stocking is made of vintage kitchen linen, vintage satin &amp;amp; cording and embellished with a beautiful vintage string of pearls. A gift that would delight any recipient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260119225404416866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="132" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-ykPJu42I/AAAAAAAAAGU/UG1ajoJKaeY/s320/Hand+Made+004.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;What child wouldn't love these adorable, hand-knitted caps from Katie's Kids? Each hat is completely different by style and yarn. RB&amp;amp;C carries Katie's Boys, Katie's Girls, Katie's Guys, Katie's Gals and Katie's Caps; something for every size and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260119549317175010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-y3F0jVuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSYVMoP5Q-Y/s320/Hand+Made+007.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt; Vintage, cottage &amp;amp; retro baby bibbies, burpies, lappies, and blankies are an RB&amp;amp;C original. Vintage, cottage and retro fabrics and inspiration create these adorable baby items in both boy and girl fabrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260119811802191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="85" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-zGXp21ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bvZEQ2KeXrA/s320/Hand+Made+011.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt; These beautiful sachets are so wonderful. Each sachet is made from a lovely vintage hankerchief filled with the most fragrant lavendar. Sunflower Harvest owner grows her own lavendar and hunts for the most amazing ribbons to tie it all up. These are perfect for stocking stuffers, new mama's, brides and a wonderful 'get well' surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260120165466496226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-za9J_3OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ODK3C7K2mEk/s320/Hand+Made+010.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt; Snoozies are also made right here in the Ozarks. These amazing neck rolls are made of the most comfortable fabrics and filled with a neck molding fiber. The size is perfect for the back of your neck and babies love snuggling up to them. They come in a variety of sizes, colors and fabrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260120919369331810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-0G1qcNGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wtsO4pYVJ5c/s320/Hand+Made+012.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;Cottage Sue makes these delicate floral arrangements using narrow neck vaces, vintage fabric pieces, vibrant colored posies and a vintage broach to bring it all together. This is a popular gift idea whether for a friend or a gift to self!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260121779160179298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-044ojYmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PzHE9ZYDyuU/s320/Hand+Made+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you've read previous blogs of mine, you know how much I love to sew. These pin cushions are sure to delight the most experienced seamstress to the novice mender. Each made of fabric from years ago, embellished with vintage buttons and notions. So pretty to look at and nice to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the season for craft sales, shows &amp;amp; festivals. Get out and see what local artists have to offer. Remember to come by the store for great handmade gifts and visit us at the Asbury Craft Sale located at 1500 S. Campbell, Springfield, MO, November 1st from 8:00 am - 2:00 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-6123336199215531229?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/6123336199215531229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=6123336199215531229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6123336199215531229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6123336199215531229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/10/craft-show.html' title='Craft Show!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SP-pxbaLcgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oNIrRIyz-is/s72-c/Hand+Made+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2597191982710355828</id><published>2008-10-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:30:17.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revitalization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack-o-lantern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Construction'/><title type='text'>Construction - Week Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPojJZh68kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vvaK31RpJkg/s1600-h/Store+-+Halloween+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258554159287431746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPojJZh68kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vvaK31RpJkg/s320/Store+-+Halloween+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The little wicker chair is in front of my door; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this view shows Eclectic (with the OPEN sign to draw attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;down the street where it's blocked off) and further down is Fusion Glass Studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the revitalization is coming right along. We now have extended sidewalks, garden areas and a lovely crosswalk made to resemble cobblestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each place on the sidewalk where an orange cone is will soon be a light post that is fashioned historically. I will have one right in front of my store which will wonderful for late night shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My orange cone needed a Halloween flair so I glued a black felt jack-o-lantern on it. It gets a bit of attention from passer-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;by's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258555959522840754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="272" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPokyL7fULI/AAAAAAAAAFk/30_sgmP1dTM/s320/Store+-+Halloween+003.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;The street will be paved once the entire project is completed. What a great day that will be! The street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs is currently open while the crew works on the other end of the street so you can park close - you'll just have to u-turn to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2597191982710355828?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2597191982710355828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2597191982710355828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2597191982710355828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2597191982710355828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/10/construction-week-ten.html' title='Construction - Week Ten'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPojJZh68kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vvaK31RpJkg/s72-c/Store+-+Halloween+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-1010982323183091280</id><published>2008-10-17T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:51:01.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1-hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Back to Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPjh-aFw_AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/D4XNU9Bp3Hc/s1600-h/Store+-+Halloween+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258201027226696706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPjh-aFw_AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/D4XNU9Bp3Hc/s320/Store+-+Halloween+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister, Cathe gave me a nice digital camera. I take the camera everywhere - literally. I keep it in my purse with a rubber band around it so the batteries won't come out. I'm such a nut about documenting life; I journal, photograph, collect and draw any time I can. So you can imagine how distraught I was when my camera quit working! I think I have the problem figured out so the blogging will continue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A wise blogger once told me how important it was to have photographs to go with your blog and I believe she was right. I decided instead of taking a picture of my camera in the mirror that you might enjoy these photographs of older cameras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember how exciting it was to finally pick up your photos after developing them; standing at the counter watching the person in front look through their envelope with delight. Once in awhile I'll find rolls (or sometimes cartridges) of film that I had no idea what pictures were taken but I must have them developed pronto! Thank goodness for the 1-hour service that came along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258202254645790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPjjF2lSCCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gX8SsFTTM_k/s320/Store+-+Halloween+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The cameras on this page are from the neatest antique store next door to my little Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eclectic&lt;/span&gt; has something from every era and beautifully displayed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll be posting construction updates soon - so check back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-1010982323183091280?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/1010982323183091280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=1010982323183091280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1010982323183091280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/1010982323183091280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SPjh-aFw_AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/D4XNU9Bp3Hc/s72-c/Store+-+Halloween+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2057610592616502007</id><published>2008-09-24T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:22:06.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharon Yoker'/><title type='text'>Quilts - Appliqué</title><content type='html'>My friend, Sharon is an amazing artist. Her medium? Fabric! She makes the greatest quilts out of the tiniest of fabric pieces. Her mind is an endless resource for creative quilt art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249668734258438754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="95" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SNqR5l3y4mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sjonAtpZSVs/s320/Sharon+005.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt; This quilt is named "Jungle Jim" and is full of bright colors, designs and stitching. Sharon also has a softer side as depicted in the below quilt that is yet to be titled. What would you name it? What I love about this quilt is the 3-D effects throughout (see the daisies?). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249669267779064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SNqSYpZBkWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xHi54ZvwPjY/s320/Sharon+002.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;I love how Sharon took a traditional craft and made it contemporary! I hope you are as inspired as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2057610592616502007?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2057610592616502007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2057610592616502007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2057610592616502007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2057610592616502007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/09/quilts-appliqu.html' title='Quilts - Appliqué'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SNqR5l3y4mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sjonAtpZSVs/s72-c/Sharon+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-6972612799894289989</id><published>2008-09-04T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:55:53.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cigar box'/><title type='text'>Writing - Journal Cigar Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMAwKjTk_KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/L1v-Yq87zvU/s1600-h/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242242924093439138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMAwKjTk_KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/L1v-Yq87zvU/s320/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've always enjoyed writing but when it came to keeping a baby book on my girls I failed miserably. I remember as a kid looking at my older brother, Tim's baby book filled out so nicely. When I looked at my big sister, Shelly's baby book it had a few details written in. But no matter how hard I looked there was no baby book for me or my baby sister, Cathe. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have your own baby you soon find out what happens! You can document in your prettiest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;handwriting&lt;/span&gt; the baby's first sneeze and hiccup or you can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have kept a journal most of my life and just couldn't NOT write about the fun things my little darlings said, got in to, caused, or created. The journal cigar box was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the cigar box at a local humidor because I thought it was pretty not to mention free. I sat it on my night stand next to my bed and filled it with little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snippets&lt;/span&gt; of memories. Regardless of where I was or what writing resources I had I would write about whatever my little girls did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my cigar box are dated entries on paper coasters, napkins, torn box tops, scratch paper and receipts. Here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA3uhQAuQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TgvvAGdSsP4/s1600-h/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242251238598293762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA3uhQAuQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TgvvAGdSsP4/s320/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a little entry I wrote 20 years ago when my daughter Stephenie was five. I hope you can read the dialogue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA4U8MKshI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vjl1z64VKe4/s1600-h/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242251898664956434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA4U8MKshI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vjl1z64VKe4/s320/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One night while tucking my little Elizabeth in she informed me that she didn't like potatoes and that's why she hadn't eaten them at dinner. I called out to Daddy to make a note that she didn't like potatoes. Just then Elizabeth yelled out, "And write down that I don't like fruit-n-cotton-tail!" To this day, 14 years later we still call fruit cocktail 'fruit-n-cotton-tail'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA5X2sp2MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iTT0BHCIDcE/s1600-h/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253048241838274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMA5X2sp2MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iTT0BHCIDcE/s320/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a little card Elizabeth filled out in school when she was 10 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love that she was '&lt;em&gt;usually&lt;/em&gt; happy'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't let formality hold you back from documenting your children's life. When you get to my age you will be happy for any nugget that links you to those chubby cheek children of yesterday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-6972612799894289989?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/6972612799894289989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=6972612799894289989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6972612799894289989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/6972612799894289989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/09/writing-journal-cigar-box.html' title='Writing - Journal Cigar Box'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMAwKjTk_KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/L1v-Yq87zvU/s72-c/Writing+-+Journal+Cigar+Box+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2125629283348725354</id><published>2008-09-04T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:57:07.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Construction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-Street'/><title type='text'>Construction - Week Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMApfw93uoI/AAAAAAAAADk/fvuwuPpLSwo/s1600-h/Construction+-+Week+Four.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242235591956347522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMApfw93uoI/AAAAAAAAADk/fvuwuPpLSwo/s320/Construction+-+Week+Four.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The constant rain this week has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;halted&lt;/span&gt; work on the street. You can see by the photo that my little 'OPEN' sign shines bright in spite of the current demolitions. I'm not going to lie to you, my faithful reader, business has been affected. It's difficult to see that the stores on the construction block are open because your car cannot get close enough to see the signs, but WE ARE OPEN! So, grab your pals and spend the afternoon or 1st Friday together on C-Street. We'll be open until 10:00 pm (September 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2125629283348725354?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2125629283348725354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2125629283348725354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2125629283348725354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2125629283348725354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/09/construction-week-four.html' title='Construction - Week Four'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SMApfw93uoI/AAAAAAAAADk/fvuwuPpLSwo/s72-c/Construction+-+Week+Four.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2485243587175988062</id><published>2008-08-27T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:38:36.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dog'/><title type='text'>Domestic Tip - Hand Sewing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXTkTIhWGI/AAAAAAAAADc/y8HzxahSq_4/s1600-h/Domestic+Tip+-+Mending+-++Needlework+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239326362080204898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXTkTIhWGI/AAAAAAAAADc/y8HzxahSq_4/s320/Domestic+Tip+-+Mending+-++Needlework+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hand sewing has always brought pleasure to me. Whether I am replacing a popped button, sewing an opening on a project or mending a discrete area, I enjoy hand sewing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One reason I enjoy this small pleasure is because of the delicacy of the stitches. I love to see hand work that has tiny, deliberate stitches whether a slip stitch, a regular straight stitch or embroidery. Believe it or not, I even enjoy the fact that I have to slow down to do the sewing. You can't be in a hurry to hand stitch although you do pick up speed with practice. I would venture a guess that my heart rate decreases when I hand stitch because I'm forced to sit down, put my feet up (of course), wait for my cat, Niner to settle in, gather my sewing basket up to my lap and begin the art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to slip stitch an opening of a project such as a purse or pillow. Often, I will slip stitch in a bold, contrasting color to the fabric in the project. I think this adds a quirky sense of character to the finished product. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tip for hand sewing is to have all your sewing ditties in one place. You can see in the photo that my threads are in a rescued hot dog basket and my pins and needles are poked down into a cushion that is easy to find. I use small scissors called 'nippers' to cut threads and the nippers fit nicely in my hot dog basket. When finished, I put all the ditties on a shelf in my sewing area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another tip; don't watch the clock. Enjoy the time you are being productive and relaxing at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2485243587175988062?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2485243587175988062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2485243587175988062' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2485243587175988062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2485243587175988062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/domestic-tip-hand-sewing.html' title='Domestic Tip - Hand Sewing'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXTkTIhWGI/AAAAAAAAADc/y8HzxahSq_4/s72-c/Domestic+Tip+-+Mending+-++Needlework+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-5628460419249792561</id><published>2008-08-27T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:44:38.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction - Week Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239308714012894082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXDhC9Y44I/AAAAAAAAACs/dtOAZ02qyBw/s320/Construction+-+Week+Three+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was the view out my window this morning as the construction crew filled in areas with gravel. The sidewalk is tore up and the guys are busy constructing areas to be paved. The outline of our new sidewalk looks amazing. Our sidewalks will be nearly double in width when finished! There is a area sectioned out for a garden and walkway to cross the street. I can't wait to see how this all develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239313521240430914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXH43Rv2UI/AAAAAAAAADM/DJl6eZlHMV0/s320/Construction+-+Week+Three+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crew members, Dennis Wells and Lee Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;work to create the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;street scape&lt;/span&gt; for C-Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You can see by this photo that the workers are busy...they don't seem to stop from the time they get here until the horn blows around 5:30 pm. This is a photo of the big hole outside my store. You can see the walk are is minimal, however customers still come in the store, bless their hearts! (And I mean it too!) Kinda reminds me of Fred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flintstone&lt;/span&gt; at the quarry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day, this is now my view from inside 215 W. Commercial Street.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239314941824067570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXJLjXR5_I/AAAAAAAAADU/JXlG7WTA7W8/s320/Construction+-+Week+Three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-5628460419249792561?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/5628460419249792561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=5628460419249792561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5628460419249792561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5628460419249792561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/construction-week-three.html' title='Construction - Week Three'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLXDhC9Y44I/AAAAAAAAACs/dtOAZ02qyBw/s72-c/Construction+-+Week+Three+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-7947152112220531123</id><published>2008-08-21T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:14:43.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commercial Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Construction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C-Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fusion'/><title type='text'>Construction: Week Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK2uzPkhY1I/AAAAAAAAABM/aAAudLX08j0/s1600-h/Construction+-+Week+Two+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237034137078031186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK2uzPkhY1I/AAAAAAAAABM/aAAudLX08j0/s320/Construction+-+Week+Two+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs opens mid-week (Wed - Sat); I've been arriving to the store with surprises each week. I park behind the row of buildings that my store is located in. Since I only have a back dock door I cut through my pal, Erin's glass studio (Fusion). I walked out of her building yesterday onto NO sidewalk. Maybe you can tell by the pictures that there is chat where sidewalk use to be then a drop off. I haven't seen the C-crew (Construction crew) for a couple of days. Maybe they're resting up to get it all done next week! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK29_P15lcI/AAAAAAAAABk/t-bFT6VGin4/s1600-h/Construction+-+Week+Two+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050835983766978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK29_P15lcI/AAAAAAAAABk/t-bFT6VGin4/s200/Construction+-+Week+Two+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK2vw97nBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/FoymgSrgUUw/s1600-h/Construction+-+Week+Two+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035197494920834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK2vw97nBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/FoymgSrgUUw/s200/Construction+-+Week+Two+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Street Revitalization in Progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-7947152112220531123?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/7947152112220531123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=7947152112220531123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7947152112220531123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7947152112220531123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/construction-week-two.html' title='Construction: Week Two'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK2uzPkhY1I/AAAAAAAAABM/aAAudLX08j0/s72-c/Construction+-+Week+Two+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-3061371850323475606</id><published>2008-08-20T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:27:29.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handwritten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US Postal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand written'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lockhorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paula Deen'/><title type='text'>Writing: Letters from Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK3PdZNofyI/AAAAAAAAABs/mG8OEwk5aQQ/s1600-h/Writing+-+Letters+from+Mom+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237070045592977186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK3PdZNofyI/AAAAAAAAABs/mG8OEwk5aQQ/s320/Writing+-+Letters+from+Mom+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the era of text messages and email, it's such a delight when you receive a hand-written letter in the mailbox from someone. My mom is the most consistent and I never grow content by receiving her letters; I always look for the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom writes a little ditty about her week, upcoming events, the deal of the day at the Bargain Box (only the best thrift store in southern AR), updates on her community and sweet words like, "Have a great week!" or "I'm praying for you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always sends a magazine article (this last one was on Paula &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt;); a snipped out cartoon of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lockhorns&lt;/span&gt;, often times with Leroy or Loretta's name crossed out and mine or my husband, Greg's name written above. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;, without fail, a coupon for either coffee or toilet paper (only in the brands I love; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Folgers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cottonelle&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a treat. Always read with anticipation. And a quiet time and place where I can enjoy every second of the thoughtfulness it took for her to send the goodies to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you long for a handwritten note; simply email me your home address and I will send you a little note, or better yet, maybe my mom will! There's a catch...when you receive it and you have read it, you must commit to handwriting someone else a note and send it the old fashion way - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;US Postal&lt;/span&gt;. If this gets crazy and the entire world asks me to send them a hand written note I may have to put the pen down and put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;carpel&lt;/span&gt; tunnel glove on; I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint: Elderly, children, new mothers, dads and volunteers love to get notes...hmmm...that's just about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Please put in the email subject line: &lt;em&gt;SEND ME A HANDWRITTEN NOTE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not give your address out or send you other Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs information unless you tell me in your note it's okay. I'm not a spam pusher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-3061371850323475606?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/3061371850323475606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=3061371850323475606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3061371850323475606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3061371850323475606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/writing-letters-from-mom.html' title='Writing: Letters from Mom'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK3PdZNofyI/AAAAAAAAABs/mG8OEwk5aQQ/s72-c/Writing+-+Letters+from+Mom+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-3319348313445789566</id><published>2008-08-14T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:52:52.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction: Week One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKSJ72g08ZI/AAAAAAAAABE/3E6nLsVTbiE/s1600-h/C-Street+August+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKSJwO1az8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/GW7V20oyquE/s1600-h/C-Street+August+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234460128620236738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="221" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKSJwO1az8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/GW7V20oyquE/s320/C-Street+August+2008+010.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great News - New Opportunities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great News: Historic Commercial Street is in Phase II of the revitalization and it's going on right before my eyes. Construction workers are hard at work digging up old plumbing, street scape, light poles and sidewalks to make way for beautiful replacements with a historic flair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Opportunities: The street will be completly torn up from August to mid-November this year (2008). This means that customers that have been use to pulling right in to a store front parking space will now need to park south of C-Street on Blaine in one of the public lots and walk to Red Books &amp;amp; Chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This creates new opportunities for both store owners and customers. Customers will hopefully walk past stores they may not have noticed in the past. Merchants are looking to new and creative ways to showcase their stores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several neighboring stores and businesses to the east of the revitalization are hanging signs in their windows indicating the the west end is still open for business as well as allowing stores affected by the construction to put items in their stores for advertising. WOW! What a great community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-3319348313445789566?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/3319348313445789566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=3319348313445789566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3319348313445789566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3319348313445789566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/construction-week-one.html' title='Construction: Week One'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKSJwO1az8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/GW7V20oyquE/s72-c/C-Street+August+2008+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-7141797518066118196</id><published>2008-08-14T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:18:09.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porcelain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denture brush'/><title type='text'>Domestic Tip: Denture Brush</title><content type='html'>Have you ever purchased something at a flea market or rummage sale and just can’t get the years of life out of the tight corners and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crevices&lt;/span&gt;? My favorite tool to get these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;treasures&lt;/span&gt; clean is a denture brush. This unique tool has a curved brush at one end and a tiny circular brush at the other end. You can find one where toothbrushes are sold for only a couple of dollars. I love that the nylon bristles are strong yet gentle enough for my old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;porcelain&lt;/span&gt; pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it goes without saying that a true vintage junk collector never cleans silver pieces. The patina alone is worth double what you paid for the piece!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-7141797518066118196?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/7141797518066118196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=7141797518066118196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7141797518066118196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/7141797518066118196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/domestic-tip-denture-brush.html' title='Domestic Tip: Denture Brush'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-3571414366060825362</id><published>2008-08-14T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:51:15.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Traditions: Crocheting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK78f_L2ZOI/AAAAAAAAACc/8Qo4gg6Lc4A/s1600-h/Traditions+-+Crocheting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237401043145745634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK78f_L2ZOI/AAAAAAAAACc/8Qo4gg6Lc4A/s320/Traditions+-+Crocheting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crocheting &amp;amp; knitting&lt;br /&gt;isn't the same as &lt;em&gt;Ford&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Chevy&lt;/em&gt; or voting &lt;em&gt;Democrat&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Republican -&lt;/em&gt;you can like both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom taught me to crochet shortly after my grandmother had shown me how to knit. I was so attracted to the wonderful colors of yarn and felt it was a bonus that crocheting only used one needle, the crochet hook. I still can't hold my crochet hook like my mom. She holds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; delicately like an artist would hold a paintbrush; I hold mine like I'm going to core an apple. Have you ever seen a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; hula girl's hands during her dance; elegant, graceful and moving constantly? That's what it looks like when my mom wraps the yarn around her left hand when crocheting. A true sight to behold. Me? Let's just say both hands and legs are involved when I crochet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always created the most amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afghans&lt;/span&gt;. She is famous in our family for her granny-squares. As a matter of fact, my mom still crochets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;afghans, &lt;/span&gt;only now they aren't just for family members but for Veterans. This only adds to my pride in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;afghan&lt;/span&gt; and it quickly became a scarf. Again, like knitting, I still crochet AND enjoy it but only for the memories and the great feeling it gives me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-3571414366060825362?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/3571414366060825362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=3571414366060825362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3571414366060825362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/3571414366060825362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/traditions-crocheting.html' title='Traditions: Crocheting'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK78f_L2ZOI/AAAAAAAAACc/8Qo4gg6Lc4A/s72-c/Traditions+-+Crocheting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-5433192316326897165</id><published>2008-08-14T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:41:29.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Traditions: Knitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLBLhg0DIGI/AAAAAAAAACk/4ft9Zrm1xZU/s1600-h/Traditions+-+Knitting+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237769405747896418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLBLhg0DIGI/AAAAAAAAACk/4ft9Zrm1xZU/s320/Traditions+-+Knitting+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The needles were my grandma Nettie's, the vintage bag is from my dear friend, Sue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I learned to knit from my grandma Nettie. I don't remember much about what she created; I just remember us knitting. We would be completely intertwined on the sofa; her arms around mine and her hands shadowing mine. I was around 8 years old when she began teaching me. Her soft skin felt like aged velvet; I bet that's why vintage velvet is one of my favorite fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patience it must have taken to teach a young girl to knit had to be tremendous. However, now that I am a grandma myself I can see where it may have seemed like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to spend such tender time with her granddaughter. Knitting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pearling&lt;/span&gt; were very challenging but casting on was a breeze! I still like casting on. I am not a great knitter, not even a good knitter but I still dink around with it because I don't want to forget how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, Stephenie can knit beautifully. She didn't learn from me; my knitting is still at the 8 year old level. I started a nice cotton washcloth for my mom about two years ago; I hope to have it finished by next Spring...I'll keep you posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-5433192316326897165?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/5433192316326897165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=5433192316326897165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5433192316326897165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/5433192316326897165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/08/traditions-knitting.html' title='Traditions: Knitting'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SLBLhg0DIGI/AAAAAAAAACk/4ft9Zrm1xZU/s72-c/Traditions+-+Knitting+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2956122458434302495</id><published>2008-07-31T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:24:31.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic tips'/><title type='text'>Domestic Tips: Ironing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK72QPfgqCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_fNqBxi6o8Q/s1600-h/Traditions+-+Ironing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237394175575500834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK72QPfgqCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_fNqBxi6o8Q/s320/Traditions+-+Ironing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;I love to iron. I launder my clothes with care; taking them promptly out of the dryer so there are no unwanted creases but I still want them to be crisp. I keep my ironing board set up; equipped with a fine-mist water bottle, spray starch, a thin cotton cover cloth and my dry/steam iron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today most fabrics are made with a stain guard that resists liquids so when I am ironing a newer fabric I spray it lightly and allow the water mist to absorb into the fabric before ironing. If the water won’t absorb I turn the clothing article inside out and mist again. Often times the stain guard is only applied to the top of the fabric. Whether ironing the right or wrong side of fabric, always test in an inconspicuous location (try the hem line) or use a cover cloth to ensure the fabric can withstand the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;I love to use spray starch on cotton shirts and blouses to give a little extra structure. To avoid white flakes from the starch simply spray on fabric and allow the spray starch to absorb before setting with a hot iron. On dark articles of clothing (such as black dress pants) I turn the article inside out and spray with starch. When doing this on pants that need a center crease simply iron the pants completely from the inside flat with no crease, turn right sides out, fold crease into leg and iron set the crease. I recommend not layering one creased pant leg on top of the other when ironing but rather splitting the legs to crease one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid unwanted bumps and creases never use wire hanger and always hang pants and skirts on hangers with waist clamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite t-shirt with decal that you would like to freshly iron for crispness? Completely iron the t–shirt body inside out; this allows you to iron over the back of the decal without ruining it or your iron. Once you have finished ironing the t-shirt and it has cooled, turn it right side out and iron the sleeves. Personal preference determines whether or not to crease the sleeve from the shoulder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;Delicate fabrics need ironing? Hang the item up high (maybe on a door jam) so you can easily see entire piece. Using the steam option on your iron, hold the iron 10 inches from clothing and press steam button while moving the iron up and down. Caution: 1- Test clothing first in an inconspicuous area such as the hem line to ensure the material can withstand the steam heat, 2- Be careful not to burn your arm from the steam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;Having guests spend the night? Iron the top hem and pillow cases for a crisp, fresh appearance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"&gt;Traveling and no iron available? I have two solutions that I have used. One idea is to lift one side of your bed mattress and lay your clothing item crease-free on the box spring. Gently lower the mattress, (you may need help from your room buddy); in the morning lift the mattress and your item should have less wrinkles. Another idea is to pack a curling iron and use the heated iron to run over your clothing; again test an area to make sure the heat will not hurt the fabric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2956122458434302495?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2956122458434302495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2956122458434302495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2956122458434302495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2956122458434302495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/07/domestic-tips-ironing.html' title='Domestic Tips: Ironing'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SK72QPfgqCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_fNqBxi6o8Q/s72-c/Traditions+-+Ironing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8851315292447258644.post-2796134202232641023</id><published>2008-07-31T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:14:55.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Traditions: Birthday Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Every year since my girls were born I spend a special moment with them on the eve of their birthday. I tell them the story of the day and events prior to their birth. At the moment the doctor comes in the room to deliver the baby I end the story. At this point the birthday girl usually asks the question, “What happened then?” The next day on their birthday, I finish the story from birth to their first day on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;After the girls had heard the story 10-12 times they would help me fill in the blanks. Now that both of my girls are young women (ages 19 &amp;amp; 25); this old mama relies on &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to tell most of the story to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;then I fill in the blanks. Last year my husband, Greg told them the story; I listened to hear &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; version. I was surprised and interested to hear the many details I had forgotten or hadn’t picked up on (come to think of it…I was in labor!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this family tradition for so many reasons. The special, quiet time it allows me with my child to celebrate the day they entered our family, remembering all the wonderful people involved in those first couple of days, acknowledging the doctors, nurses and hospitals the girls had and memories of their baby nursery are still present in this ever aging mind of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8851315292447258644-2796134202232641023?l=redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/feeds/2796134202232641023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8851315292447258644&amp;postID=2796134202232641023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2796134202232641023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8851315292447258644/posts/default/2796134202232641023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbooksandchairs.blogspot.com/2008/07/traditions-birthday-story.html' title='Traditions: Birthday Story'/><author><name>Blessed</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cp494GYKTHg/SKR0kq4jqWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S6SvqWx_oJs/s1600-R/doormat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
