May God bless our Veteran's-those who are still living and those who gave their lives to ensure our Freedom.
Some of the larger pieces were pillow boxes, Chinese take-out boxes, cards and other types of containers.
Last night and this morning I made 50 gift card containers. Our church sells gift cards as a fundraiser all year long, so I plan to donate all these containers to them to sell along with the gift cards. Our church is in a multi-million dollar building program, hence the fundraisers.
It's kind of a unique set-up. Our kitchen is on the right of the small wall, the dining room to the left. Our kitchen has tons of counters and cabinets. We have 37 cabinets & drawers! It's wonderful! But, there's no empty wall space in the kitchen, so there's no place for the trash can, etc. Things might look weird in the pic, but it really does look nice in person and the flow is good.
I'm so in love!! She just takes my breath away!
This is a before pic of the rocker. It was blue w/ a prim star painted on it. Nothing wrong with the blue, etc. but it was a color scheme I used at our last home and I wanted a change.
Does anyone else get paint all over them like I do?? lol
Little blue bench I got at Goodwill for $2.99. It is now black! And, dust-free! lol~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My colonoscopy is scheduled for Nov. 17. I hope I can go that long. I was awakened last night from a dead sleep in so much pain I thought I'd have to go to the ER. It's weird how the pain isn't consistent.
I love this old truck. It sits out by the highway and is used to announce the Ratliff Pine Retreat that is down the road from us. Check it out here: http://www.pineretreat.com/
I have an old pew sitting out in the back yard at the entrance to our wooded trails.
My grandpa Russell (Jack) Cox meets his great-granddaughter, our little girl Ryleigh for the 1st time. Papaw said "HE's a cute little feller!" LOL
The blue box sits in the living room. It used to store coal but now stores wood. He'll have it heaped up pretty soon. All his coats and hats still hang above and around the wood box.
The woodstove that sits in the middle of the living room, by the blue box.
There's a cupboard behind this old curtain. They store canned goods and things in this. I think it's the same curtain mamaw hung there in the 80's. The old door to the left of the cupboard leads to papaw's room.
The only cabinets in the kitchen. I peeked in them the other day and there's stuff in there from the 60's and 70's. Old medicine bottles, spices and so on. Ugh.
This is the wall behind the stove. Yes, I'm serious. The curtains hung in our house in the 70's and have hung in papaw's house since about 1980. They've never been taken down and washed. Double ugh. The spice rack has been there from at least the 1970's. The white thing in the bottom right corner is a calendar. There were calendars everywhere! I think this one was from 2004.
The front porch.
A string of old canning jar rings hangs from a nail on the porch.
Other stuff hanging in the porch
Still using the same phone.
Old cracker tin
This is the very sink I refered to in the previous post!
The outside of the house, looking at the front porch. In the center, you can see that dark thing leaning to the right...that's the old separator I brought home.
This window belongs to my mamaw's old room. She passed away in 1987 when I was a senior in high school. As a child, I always slept on a cot in her room when I visited. Each night, we would do the same things...rub on some Ben Gay on whatever ached and suck on Halls Menthol cough drops. LOL Then, we'd pray "Now I lay me down to sleep...: and we'd sing a few old songs. My favorites were The Mockingbird Hill, Gene Autry Songs, Patsy Cline songs & "I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill". In warm weather, we'd open this window...and I can still hear the whipporwills calling out to this very day. I rarely hear a whipporwill these days, but when I do, I'm immediately transported back to my carefree childhood days of summer spent on the little cot in Mamaw's room at night.
Here's the outhouse my mom got bit by a snake in. I think she was 14. She's now 63.
My Uncle Don lives at home. He was telling us a story about his dog chasing a skunk the day before and the skunk turning around and chasing the dog!
Remains of an old fence in their yard
I'd also mentioned in that previous post about being baptized in a horse trough at a country church. We stopped by the church. The trough was just beyond the white railing. Mom said they have a baptistry in the church now.
The back of the country church.
Going "home" last week was good for my soul. Thanks for coming along with me on the journey!
