Sunday, May 30, 2010

Everything's Coming Up Roses!



Shabby White Roses!


Hello, Dear Ones! I know you've all seen the shabby roses in Blogland poked on everything! Well, I wanted to make s0me t00! I'm a copy cat, you know! Well, I went looking for some instructions! I read and studied and read and studied. I tried my most dainty fingers at making these shabby roses to no avail! Shoot!


Well, I'm just stubborn enough not to give up! Then a tiny bulb went off in my tiny head! Our Dear Kathy at Sweet Up North Mornings (if you haven't been to her blog, please go and tell her I sent you ) had given a tutorial on these shabby roses. So I popped over to see her blog to learn. Then I read again and grabbed my supplies. I started trying to make a shabby rose. I couldn't figure out the turning of the strip. I just couldn't. Then...it happened! I flipped and turned the right way and I had just made my first shabby rose! Oh, delight! Oh, Woo Hooness! OH, JOYNESS!
Oh, one tiny little note here...Kathy said to use some tacky glue to glue the layers together as you flipped and turned. I had some but it was so old and dead! So what was I to do? I grabbed my most trusty glue gun. Hot glue gun! You know the ending of my story...burned my most dainty creamy fingers about a zillion times! Well, actually just twice, but it felt like a zillion! Went out the next day and bought some tacky glue. Whew!!

Moving on...
Look! I flipped and turned and glued with no burned fingers and made shabby roses and I made shabby roses and I made some more shabby roses! I had an ideal what I was going to do with them! I took an old grapevine wreath and lightly sprayed it white and starting hot gluing on my shabby roses! Didn't burn one tiny dainty finger either. Woo Hooness!


Is my wreath not beautiful?! Oh, I'm just loving the socks off my new shabby rose wreath! If you'd like the instructions for the roses, go HERE to Kathy's blog and she'll show you how! Thank you so much Kathy!! I love you!!


Well, as you can see, I hung my new most gorgeousness of shabby roses wreath in my crystal bar. We live in a 1970s house complete with a wet bar in the den. Mr. Precious and I do not partake in the strong drink so I thought this would be a perfect spot for my crystal to sit and shine!


Some of you had caught a little bitty glimpse of this area in some of my other posts and asked about it, so I will introduce you today to my crystal bar complete with my newness of shabby roses wreath! :) Notice my most tiny head on the left reflected in the mirror ! ;0


Sometimes it's so hard to take a picture of shining things! Yes siree, it is! So forgive the little fuzzyiness of photo here. See the little 1970s sink? It serves me well as I gather water for watering my three living plants in my home! The white box on the right is our door bell chimes :) You can also see the most delightful little night light that my sweet friend Marydon sent me. Thank you, Marydon!


Here's a very special piece to me. Mr. Precious and I were in Prague a few years ago and bought two of these. Isn't it so beautiful? I love my crystal pieces! Can you love crystal pieces? Well, you bet your most heavy lead you can! :)


Here's a most precious little crystal pineapple lidded box ~ the symbol of hospitality.


I made a mosaic of my little glass shelves. As you can see, there are the 1970s mirrors everywhere. I think folks really liked to look at themselves back then. Adjusting their gold chains, pushing down the hip huggers and clipping on their big ole hoop earrings as they fingered through their shag haircuts or hairpieces! :) I lived it and know all about it, Dear Ones! :)



You can see that my little crystal bar is right across from Mr. Precious (see his most perfect tiny little head?) and my chairs next to the builtins.

Just so you'll know, my little bitty crystal bar comes complete with a little fridge. Wanna know what's in there? Pickle relish, pickled jalapenos and jams. I'm kind of a silly, aren't I? It's also a nice little place to store extra cooked dishes when we have a party or on the holidays.

Now should I ever get tired of looking at my little crystal bar or I want to poke something in there to hide, I can just shut the little doors.


I've put little glass knobs on the doors and hung a pretty little tassel to make me happy! But...

for now I'm gonna leave the doors open so I can feast my most tiny gorgeous peepers on my new shabby rose wreath!! :)

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One other thing: I'd like to share a bloggy techie tip. Don't we just love big pictures? I know I do. But it upsets me to see only half of a pretty picture on some of the blogs. You know what I mean - the wide ones - half of it gets lost past the blog post page. The tall pictures take the large adjustments just fine but the wide ones don't.

I have a solution for you: when you see this or something similar ~
width: 400 px; height: 300 px
change the width number to 640 px; the height number to 425 px

then:
change the /s400 to /s 640

Your wide picture will certainly be larger and it will all be visible and won't be falling off the side of your post page. I hope you'll do this. I know I don't like to miss a single detail of your pretty pictures!!

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I'm joining Our Dear Susan at Between Naps on the Porch for Met Monday
Our Dear Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
Our Dear Cielo at The House In the Roses for Show Off Your Cottage Monday
Our Dear Traci at Beneath My Heart for Best DIY Projects for May
Our Dear Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Tabletop Tuesday
Our Dear Paula Grace at Paul Grace Designs for Timeless Tuesday

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia :)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

Everything's Coming Up Roses!

You'll be swell! You'll be great!
Gonna have the whole world on the plate!
Starting here, starting now,
honey, everything's coming up roses!

Clear the decks! Clear the tracks!
You've got nothing to do but relax.
Blow a kiss. Take a bow.
Honey, everything's coming up roses!

Now's your inning. Stand the world on it's ear!
Set it spinning! That'll be just the beginning!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
You got nothing to hit but the heights!
You'll be swell. You'll be great.
I can tell. Just you wait.
That lucky star I talk about is due!
Honey, everything's coming up roses for me and for you!

You can do it, all you need is a hand.
We can do it, Mama is gonna see to it!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
We got nothing to hit but the heights!
I can tell, wait and see.
There's the bell! Follow me!
And nothing's gonna stop us 'til we're through!
Honey, everything's coming up roses and daffodils!
Everything's coming up sunshine and Santa Claus!
Everything's gonna be bright lights and lollipops!
Everything's coming up roses for me and for you!
~ sung by Bette Midler


Friday, May 28, 2010

Happy Second Birthday to Pink Saturday!

Hello, Dear Ones! It's Pink Saturday which is hosted by our Most Wonderful Beverly at How Sweet the Sound who has hosted this wonderful Pink event for two years!
Happy birthday to our wonderful Pink Saturday - two years and going strong!! Thank you so much Dear Beverly for being our Most Pink Hostess with the Mostest!


Okay, here goes some pinkness for you - Pink Plate Rims...





Now hang on tight, here comes some Spode Pinkness...I just love this stuff! Can you love plates, well um, plate rims? Of course you can - they're pink - sort of raspberry pink!







Are you feeling the Pinkness yet? Just wait, here comes more:






Doesn't this little pink rimmed milk maid make your little pink rimmed heart go piddy pat? It sure does mine!





Now some sweet little girly girl Pinkness...awwwww! I do love this stuff!



Look at that little Pink cross stitch trying to steal the Pink show from the Pink rimmed plate!



Just too precious!



Oh, piddy pat goes my little Pink rimmed heart again! My Pink rimmed rooster dessert plates! Woo Hoo! I'm so excited! Do you think I've had too much Pink caffeine this morning? It is possible, you know!





Oh, look! A little bit of Pink rimmed plates in all their Pink oldness!





Sweet little Pinkness of Willow!





This Pink rimness is so special and reminds me of an elderly Pink friend!


Now if you'll just grab a plate, we'll all have some birthday cake and celebrate with Dear Beverly. I'm sure we're having Pink birthday cake!


uh oh...



Chole Dawn! Hi Darling! You told Mommy you wanted to share a little Pinkness too today! What do you have?



Chloe? Darling? Sweet fuzzy face of Pinkness! What do want to show all of our Dear Pink Ones today?

Chloe Dawn!!


Chloe!!!! Yawning in front of all our Pink friends is not very nice to do! Hasn't Mommy told you to cover your mouth when you yawn? That is not an attractive look, Darling!
Yes, I see your Pink blurry little tongue, but no one else wants to see that!



Chloe! Chloe Dawn!! What? You don't even care! You just want to take a Pink nap? Well, okay. You embarrassed your Mommy a little bit in front of our Dear Pink Ones. Chloe...Chloe...

Dear Pink Ones, I do apologize for Chloe Dawn's bad behavior today! I hope you'll excuse her rude Pinkness and that this didn't spoil your appetite for birthday cake. Have a wonderful Pink Saturday and grab a plate and let's all run over to Beverly's. I'm sure we're having cake! :)

Be a bunch of sweeties,

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Pink Panther Theme
Ta dum tee dum (snap snap snap)
Ta dum tee dum (snap snap snap)
Ta dum tee dum
Tee dum tee dum tee dum
Tee dum de dum tee dummmmm
Dumpidy dum dum
* you get the picture don't you? lol
~ Henry Mancini

Let Them Eat Cake!



Them? Shoot! No, no Nannette! Let ME eat cake!



I baked a nice chocolate layer cake! Doesn't it look good?


I'm ready to have a tiny little slice! :) Oh no! Shoot!!! I can't have any now...gotta wait til company comes! Shoot!! :(


Well, I'll just have to wait so be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

MacArthur Park


Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed,
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
and I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing checkers by the trees

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
and I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
and never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
after all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one.

I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flow like rivers through the sky.
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
and wondering why.

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
and I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
~sung by Richard Harris


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Green Thumb?

Well, probably not...but my hydrangea is blooming!

Hello, Dear Ones! I just love hydrangeas, don't you? I know some of you have these huge bushes with these gorgeous flower balls all over them. Well, hydrangeas don't seem to like my flower beds...actually the reason is ~ Mr. Precious waters too much and they die!
So this is my hydrangea from last year that was put into a pot to just 'sit' in my flower bed.
And God smiled down and said, "Bloom little honey!" And she did! Woo Hooness!


Look! A little visitor to my garden! Isn't this just the most perfect picture? Well, I think so.



I was just so proud of my one big bloom, I decided to play and make some mosaics! Love this stuff! Can you love playing and making mosaics? Why you bet your little Miracle Grow you can! :)

She's a beauty!


Does anyone know when you can cut the hydrangea bloom to dry? I'd like to do that with my most perfect bloom.

Look! One more baby hydrangea on the way! I'm so happy! I can't wait to be the mama of another beautiful hydrangea bloom. You know I'm loving this stuff! I know, it doesn't take much to make me happy, I'm as happy as a butterfly on a hot pink hydrangea! :)

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

A Daisy A Day

He remembers the first time he met her
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came to his bed
He remembers her sweet way of sayin'
"Honey has something gone wrong?"
He remembers the fun and the teasin'
And the reason he wrote her this song.

I'll give you a daisy a day
Dear I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

They would walk down the street in the evenin'
And for years I would see them go by
And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore
Could be seen in the gleam of their eye
As a kid they would take me for candy
And I'd love to go taggin' along
We'd hold hands as we'd walk to the corner
And the old man would sing her his song.

I'll give you a daisy a day
Dear I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

Now he walks down the street in the evenin'
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
He's holdin' her hand like before
For he feels all her love walkin' with him
And he smiles at things she might say
Then the old man walks up to the hilltop
And gives her a daisy a day.

I'll give you a daisy a day
Dear I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

~ sung by Jim Strunk