Still cleaning out boxes in the basement. This week's find is everything Australian. Anybody want the booklets above?
But, we do have some interesting items like the very nice coasters above.
A book with an accompanying tape.
A vegemite apron, blue hankie, black wall hanging, Koala tea towel and a small navy blue t-shirt.
Finally we have a 1985 pictorial calendar, two koalas that snap on to a pencil or strap and a poster. So, speak up on what you or the kids would like (I set some things aside for each because I had 3 of them).
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
More Parties
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Lunch with Margie
One of the advantages to visiting Leah in Dallas, is getting to visit old friends.
My grade school friend Margie and I met for lunch and strolled around the shopping center. This one had heaters, fire place and arm chairs.
There was also a dog park and play space for children which included a Texas Maze. You hardly ever see a Maze in the shape of Missouri. . .
But, we also enjoyed the blooming flowers--iris. . .
a rose. . .
and the most magnificent pansy displays!
My grade school friend Margie and I met for lunch and strolled around the shopping center. This one had heaters, fire place and arm chairs.
There was also a dog park and play space for children which included a Texas Maze. You hardly ever see a Maze in the shape of Missouri. . .
But, we also enjoyed the blooming flowers--iris. . .
a rose. . .
and the most magnificent pansy displays!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Basketball and Birthdays
While in Kansas City to celebrate several birthdays, we were also able to see a few basketball games!
It was also an opportunity for a little socializing with the Twenter grandparents---Libby and her friend Jane also played in the bleachers.
The next day we went to Brett's basketball game which Kyle coached.
Later that day the Lewis Family came down to help celebrate grandpa's birthday (as well as some cousin shenanigans)
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Trash or Treasure?
I love children's art work. I have my grandchildren's art prominently displayed on my fridge. . .
Going down the steps to the basement. . .
And on the wall in my basement. . .kids, we may need to update these. I even have my own children's artwork still on display in the stairway going upstairs.
But, I have recently found a sizeable box of art from the past---these have no names on them. So, ladies---you call it "trash" or "treasure".
These did have titles "Brontosaurus" and "Winter Tree".
String art? Study in brown and black? Stream of consciousness in art?
This definitely has a spring time air to it.
And this one is maybe titled, "Minnie Strikes Back" or "Don't you touch that flower, or else!" So, daughters dear, please tell me if you want any of this art (a treasure) or it is. . .trash.
Going down the steps to the basement. . .
And on the wall in my basement. . .kids, we may need to update these. I even have my own children's artwork still on display in the stairway going upstairs.
But, I have recently found a sizeable box of art from the past---these have no names on them. So, ladies---you call it "trash" or "treasure".
These did have titles "Brontosaurus" and "Winter Tree".
String art? Study in brown and black? Stream of consciousness in art?
This definitely has a spring time air to it.
And this one is maybe titled, "Minnie Strikes Back" or "Don't you touch that flower, or else!" So, daughters dear, please tell me if you want any of this art (a treasure) or it is. . .trash.
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Between Two Worlds
Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.
This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.
This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.