Wow, it’s hard to imagine a month has passed since my last blog post. WordPress recently announced my 7-year blog anniversary. What a way to celebrate that milestone–it’s like I put a sign in the window ‘Closed for Hibernation.’ Except I forgot to post the sign and went right to sleep. 

To be honest, recent software updates require me to sign in and get an authenticator code every time I leave a comment. Sometimes, the comment I had written disappears. It’s been a bit frustrating, so I’m trying to overcome that and still maintain security of online accounts. If you haven’t heard from me lately and have a Facebook account, please look me up and send a friend request:
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 to read and comment on your blog there. 

We missed three of the grandkids’ birthdays in January. Blizzard conditions and ten inches of snow kept us from traveling north the first week; hubby’s job and then his cold kept us home later on.

He was such a sweetie to make a path to the feeders.

One of the squirrels dug down to find buried seeds next to the birdbath.

The Song Sparrow was happy about that!

I managed to get to necessary appointments, but it’s been eight weeks since I’ve seen my hair stylist. The longer look is growing on me… 

My daughter, Suzanne, joined an online art journal group. We’ve been working on projects ‘together’ via text messages. This is the mini binder cover I decorated to hold my photography lesson cards. 

Saturday, I made rosettes from scrapbook paper.

I’m looking forward to bunny-sitting this week. I can’t wait to introduce you to Midnight!  

That’s a brief summary of 2018, thus far. I look forward to hearing from you as I’ve missed our regular online visits. 





Betty Crocker Cookbook

Yesterday, my friend Dianna wrote a post titled, “Why I Bought A Cookbook.”
Her post inspired me to write about one of my cookbooks.

I love new cookbooks, and old ones, they look so nice on my new bookshelves. Well, maybe not so nice when they look like this:

The Betty Crocker Cookbook was a wedding gift from my sister-in-law. She turned out to be a fabulous cook. (I guess she thought there was hope for me.) It was the thirteenth printing, dated 1972. 

I used this cookbook to learn everything from making toast to boiling water and beyond! Some of the pages are splattered and stained, especially the ones with our favorite recipes. 

One day I discovered an acrylic cookbook holder. It promised to keep my pages clean and hold the cookbook vertically, making it easier to read. I ignored my seventh grade English teacher’s instruction on how to prepare and protect a book’s binding so the pages remain intact. She never mentioned placing a book in a book holder; but come to think of it, acrylic probably hadn’t been invented. I don’t think she’d be pleased with the outcome. I wonder what she would think of altered books. On second thought, maybe not. I might end up in the principal’s office! 

I planned to replace this cookbook a few years later with an updated version that featured a spiral binding. It was totally different. Times had changed, many aprons were tossed aside as women sought employment outside the home. The recipes in the “new” cookbook used prepared and convenience foods so the family could have a meal that came together in a matter of minutes. I tried a few recipes and donated it to charity.

Do you have a favorite cookbook? Do you use it?

One more question, a couple regular blog readers said they haven’t been able to leave a comment recently. Some are coming through. Has anyone else had any comment-related problems? Thanks!

Altered Book

Wednesday I attended an altered book workshop. I’ve read a lot about these in craft magazines, but didn’t quite grasp the purpose. It didn’t help that in the back of my mind was the teaching that we always take care of books, we don’t tear their pages, or write in them… 

I remember the first time someone mentioned writing notes in their Bible, highlighting text and such. I nearly fainted at the thought; but now, I underline scripture, and occasionally jot down a date when I have an AHA! moment.  I definitely wouldn’t use this altering technique on my Bible, though.

In the workshop, we smeared paint, glued, made windows and pockets, experimented with collage, all kinds of fun things. We took what looks like an ordinary book, and made it extraordinary. Well, mine isn’t there yet, but there is hope. 

Here’s a sneak peek:

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