Why No Soup and Other Pressing Questions

It is mid June and I have a terrible cold.  Who gets colds in June???

As I am sitting here in my misery I am wondering why there is no

soup delivery service.  After all what is more therapeutic than a bowl

of homemade soup?  

Walking past the hutch in the kitchen I see soup bowls just

ready and waiting to be filled.  No canned soup will do. 

Only a lovingly made steaming homemade bowl of soup will 

 be the healing recipe I need.

And who doesn't love soup?  

And then after you get past the soup only stage of the illness,

a comforting casserole is just what one needs for a complete

recovery.  

And maybe a home baked cookie :-)

The first thing I am going to do when I feel better is to simmer

a couple big pots of soup and freeze them for emergencies 

just like this!

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley

Danger ~ Construction Zone!

It is amazing how my real house can become a shambles while building

the dollhouse.  I may well be doing this all wrong, but I am

wallpapering the walls before they are assembled.  Just seems easier 

that way than trying to "hang" paper in a tiny space.  So currently 

there are walls of paper drying all over the place.  Thank goodness

I have some left over pasta so I won't have to think about cooking

dinner from scratch.

I still need to get the windows hung.  I am not too concerned about the

double hung windows, but I hope that I get the bay window and the

window seat in without a hitch.  This poor little sink has been

waiting for it's home for a long time :-)  I hope that I will have 

some real progress to share with y'all tomorrow.

Happy afternoon everyone!

Big Hugs,

Susan and Bentley

Gotta Love A Truck

If it's sweet and has a backroads country kind of feel …

 and a cute vintage cottage ...

and if it reminds me of Andy Griffith and Fried Green Tomatoes …

well then y'all know I am going to love it!!!

Seasonal Sundays

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley

Savoring That Last Muffin

I made some muffins a couple of days ago.  Nothing really fancy, just

six muffins from a box of Jiffy Apple Cinnamon mix.  This morning there

was one muffin left.  I try to eat heart healthy meals because heart disease

runs on both sides of my family, but sometimes I slip up just a tad.

You must know the feeling ~ there is something in the kitchen that is tempting. 

Something calling your name and will not give up until you make up your

mind to give in.  Susan, Susan ~ a muffin with your name on it is waiting

for you!

Okay I caved.  One little muffin won't kill me.  Just this once …

Now it's gone.  It won't be calling me any more.

Of course now I will have to add a few more blocks to my daily walk!

Speaking of daily walks ~ Bentley is on a short leash today.  This morning

David let him out in the backyard quite early while I was still asleep.

The possum had returned and Bentley was hot on it's tail.  David went

running out in his boxer shorts with a broom to break the two of them up.

Must have been quite a sight!  Bentley caught the possum!!!  But then the

possum did what possums are supposed to do ~ HE PLAYED DEAD`.

That stopped Bentley dead in his tracks.  David said that Bentley 

looked up at him with a surprised look on his face as if to say …

"What do I do now Dad?"

David grabbed Bentley by his harness.  Thank goodness I fell asleep

while watching TV last night after I took Bentley for his evening walk

and forgot to remove his harness.  No one was hurt.  But I think Bentley

is having possum chasing dreams because he is whimpering and his

little legs are twitching while he is asleep in the chair in his 

mama's studio.  

Tablescape Thursday

Share Your Cup Thursday

Show and Tell

Pink Saturday

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley

Why I Love Libraries

Whenever I visit a new town or city I always seek out the library.   It is really 

one of the first places I look for.  To me it is just as important as a cute little

tea shop, cafe or antique store.  It's a sanctuary where the written word is 

treasured and where the quest for knowledge never ends.  

This is the Pioneer Memorial Library in Fredericksburg, Texas.  Built in

1882 of limestone by Alfred Giles.  It's a beautiful structure both inside and

out.  It sits on Main Street and is part of the heart of the town.  

The old card catalog is still in use here although the collection is now also

digitized.  I nearly swooned when I saw this vintage catalog.  The only

place I see them now is in antique shops.  While the digitized version is so

handy, to me there is nothing quite like opening up one of those drawers

and flipping through the cards to find just what one wants.  Perhaps it is the

tactile experience that I love.  

To me there is such dignity in a library.  A spot where all ideas are welcomed.

A place where thought is open for discussion. A place where so many great minds,

talented artists, composers, scientists and story tellers from across the globe and

encompassing all eras share the same space.  A place where it is safe to go and

lose yourself in a little nook with a good book and live there for a bit.

It's a spot where I have spent so many hours of my life.  As a very young child with my

mother.  As a pre-teen riding my bike with my friends to pick up a stack of Nancy Drew 

Mysteries, putting them our bicycle baskets and heading home for a summer day of

reading.  Hours spent in the library doing research for a high school or college paper.

My college library is one of my favorite memories.  A beautiful place with walnut 

paneled walls and wrought iron spiral staircases that lead to the stacks above.  

"Let's look it up" is one of my favorite phrases in the English language.

Just one of the many reasons a library is one of my favorite places and

why I seek them out wherever I may go.

Enjoy your Wednesday!

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley