Thursday, December 12, 2013

Adventures at Becca's Place!

This is just the start of the fabulous eye candy on display over at Becca's Adventures in Decorating!

Another predominantly white house that makes me drool! 

Baby Daughter and Sailor Man are moving home later this year, and they'll be receiving my current dining room table and buffet as a house warming gift.  The set belonged to one of her closest childhood friends, and when her family moved across town to a bigger, fancier house, Childhood Friend's mama GAVE the set to me (we don't do bigger or fancier at our house). I promised long ago that when Baby Daughter had her own place, it could go to live with her.  I'm already thinking about how exciting it would be to find as a replacement a big ol' hutch to paint white like this one in Becca's sitting room!

When you get a second, run on over to Becca's for a taste of Adventures in Decorating.



Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Mutual Admiration

Meeting Sam for the first time . . . love at first sit!
There's a bike that's sometimes parked at Arlan's Market when I go past there, and whether I'm on Sam or driving Coretta Grace (whole 'nother story), I always have to rest my eyes on her for as long as is safely possible at 45 mph . . . I mean, she's parked there right out in the open--up front and center beneath the shopping strip sign, for Pete's sake--just begging to be lusted after admired by all who pass by . . . a Triumph with a 1600cc engine and custom paint job, she is gorgeous!

The owner--he works at Arlan's--struck up a conversation with me one afternoon as I was leaving the store with Sam and he was outside on a smoke break. (Bikes, of course.)  As I pulled out of the parking lot that day under his watchful eye, I was reminded once again of the respect bikers generally have for one another.  Doesn't matter how big (or small) your engine is, or how many dings (or, sadly, askew handlebar caps) your baby has, another rider--at least what I think of as the real-deal rider--is just happy for you that you're out there riding, doing the same thing (s)he's doing.  There's always a connection between two people who are past the wishing (thank you, Sara Groves) and actually out there riding the wind and living the life.

A great lesson, well worth remembering, for all of us who are sometimes tempted to compare the size of our engines or the state of our paint jobs.

Still grinning, from first to fifth,