thrifty thursdays on monday...

on friday Our #4 turned 12.

i noted he was full of beans

whilst i was full of aches...

i marveled at how being 12 was rather wonderful

one appears to have no worries

nor CCSI's to slow one down

in the evening Our #1 insisted on taking me to the thrift store

she said it would do me good to get out and about.

i think right there dearest readers, shows why i shall miss her so.

she drove me there,

found a cart to prop me up

directed me to the household department

and left me to it,

whilst she went to the clothing aisles.

never have i been so glad my thrift store has trolleys.

mine served several purposes as i hobbled around...

to replace my need for a zimmer frame

and to also hold the growing pile of treasures

upon returning home to the shed

i noted to Our #4

that indeed his birthday may be lacking a cake,

but what it lacked in cake

it made up for in thrifty finds...

a Stelton vacuum jug by Erik Magnussen

for $7

and a rather peachy retro quilt

for the couch.

i then broke out my Cadbury's Caramel bar from hiding

and shared it with the birthday boy.

to celebrate his 12 years

which seems so much longer,

and to celebrate my thifty finds

which always seem so much sweeter

when found thrifting with Our #1

she is taking things slowly with Miss Ethel and thanking you most kindly for your CCSI support ~ Tif

one and only just begun...

dearest readers i must tell you

little olive is one today.

i asked her what she would like for her birthday,

she mentioned a thrift store glass with some yellow tulips would be peachy.

who was i to disappoint...

as i have mentioned before,

when little olive came to live at Mossy Shed

i was not convinced i needed a small doggie in my world.

however my children were.

life with little olive is not peachy every day.

she is a pesky little one

who likes to push the boundaries

on any given day.

but all that being said

she is funny

she loves her crocheted blankets,

she sleeps in a suitcase

and

she makes me smile every day with her little ways.

i don't think one can ask much more than that

from a little pesky four legged friend

i have high hopes that being a mature one year old will suit her well.

on another note

i will be gone for a few days.

nothing lovely or thrilling.

no rendezvous with Colin Firth or Johnny Depp...

alas i will be staying put.

for i have a CCSI issue i need to sort

"oooh Tif, what could that possibly be?" you exclaim

i know, doesn't it sound intriguing,

i was rather pleased with that little term...

however i would be more pleased if i didn't even have to come up with the term to explain my absence...

i have myself a

Crappity Crap Sewing Injury

which i must rest.

i am a fool to myself.

so now my neck and shoulders are seized up

causing me to look at the ground more than i care for.

for now the shop update will remain next friday

but may be lacking some what.

do not fret,

nor stay awake worrying about moi and my CCSI.

for i have comfort in knowing the secret location

of a Cadbury's caramel bar within the shed...

i am thinking this may help with

the shakes and the sweats

as i go cold turkey

from the

'ever so lovely, how will i cope without you by my side'

Miss Ethel

she wishes you a peachy few days and will return next week, perhaps several inches shorter ~ Tif

here i go again...

last friday i had a chance encounter of the utmost kind.

i stumbled across a pair of unlikely looking stags,

i hesitated upon discovery,

wondering if indeed i could save them.

i noted others eyeing up my stags,

not in a

'oooh, what a peachy find'

kind of way.

more of a

'has she lost her tiny mind'

kind of way.

for they were tres ugly

but to me it was an ugly of the best kind...

what i like to call

'ugly with pretty potential'.

i took a chance

and now that chance

has me crafting down the righteous and goodly path

of woodland creatures again.

i think i will never tire of

pesky squirrels

wise owls

sweet birdies

and

peachy deer.

i am quite sure for some there is no love affair.

just like some do not care

for chocolate (gasp!)

little dogs (shock!)

or

Swedish clogs (horror!)

but for me

they will always have a lasting appeal...

so for my little shop update,

planned to occur next week

i am once again dabbling with

a woodland theme.

all of which have been inspired by my thrift store finds of recent months...

there is more to come as i've only been 'beavering' with Miss Ethel for a few days

but for now this is where i'm at.

it doesn't help either, that a lamp is distracting me,

i am not supposed to be dallying with distraction.

i told myself to stay on the righteous, goodly path at all costs

and not listen to any little voices who may appear.

i fear i need to turn Radio 2 up

and shout very loudly in a sing songy voice

"i'm not listening"

to the little voice of insanity

that taunts me from within

she is thanking you most kindly for your lovely comments of yesterday ~ Tif