Time to Get Things in Order

I had such a great time in Athens

at Winnie and Talula's.

Not only were some of my good friends in attendance,

but there was some amazing finds as well.

See that fabulous little clock ?

It's mine.......

Go ahead and drool.

I'll wait.

The ever popular Mindy and Linda enjoying

the fabulosity of Linda's booth.

Linda's shop, Willow Nest, carries some of the most beautiful

pieces of vintage items and whimsy that you could ever lay your eyes on.

Linda's dose of white with a touch of color is simply perfect.

This ribbon and millinery were divine and were just right for spring.

Willow Nest also knows how to add the most wonderful

use of contrast such as velvet and burlap.

I made a bee line over to one of my favorite booths ever....

Robojunker...aka Margo.

Margo's wares make me swoon.

Although I'm a pearls and diamonds wearing lady

I'm really a rust and bolts kinda gal.

I LOVE RUST!!!!!

There...I said it...

I have an addiction to industrial junk

and Margo is one of my suppliers to my habit.

Just look at this scale!!!

With rust like this, who needs frills?

I tried to buy it but Mr.M reminded me that I already own one just like it...darn.

Margo did have some pretty shiny glass

because every girl needs some kind of bling.

This printer's tray was stunning.

The possibilities were endless but I had my eye on a few other items that I will show ya'll later.

I had to stop in and visit with my fairy blog parents,

Debbie and the infamous Cat Daddy

of Talking Trash.

My fairy blog mama did not disappoint.

Remember the clock?

That's right...swiped it right up from her booth.

There was nothing trashy about this offering of gorgeous delights.

Cat Daddy was out on the street corner (literally)

showcasing some of his fine silver and great vintage finds.

See this really awesome post?

Cat Daddy had it......and I wanted it....baaaaaaaaad!!!

I begged.

I pleaded.

I made puppy dog eyes and stucky my lip out

but Mr. M wasn't having any of it.

He said the truck was too small to tote it home...boo!

It was such a gorgeous day that even the butterflies were

out and about.

There were so many beautiful finds that I don't have time to list them all

but I wish that I could.

Being in Athens definitely gave me a new perspective for

the spring.

I felt fresh and renewed and ready to get everything in order

for the renovation and remodeling of our house and our lives.

It was so great to see old finds and friends.

If you're ever up by Athens, stop by Winnie and Talula's and stay for a while.

Who knows?

Perhaps you will be ready to get things in order as well.

Disorderly Conduct

I'm gettin' all wild and outta control tomorrow!

The Divine Mr. M has brought my bail money

in his pocket

and I've been practicing my mug shot pose.

Why? you ask?

Cuz.....

I'm gonna get

Junk and Disorderly

at

Winnie and Talula's!!!!!

There will be much to see and buy!!!

I can't wait to go disturb the peace

and my bank account!!

I know that I won't be the only one there

'cuz several of my partners in crime will be in attendance as well!!

If you happen to be on the run from the fuzz

and you just happen to escape by Athens,

then stop in and say howdy.

We'll keep your alibi for you.

Now.....

where did I put my recipe for baking metal files in cake?

Rock On

Yesterday was a day of great joy and much sadness for me.

Yesterday my oldest son, Alexander, graduated from high school.

I awoke that morning in tears.

This was the day that I had tried to dream about for eighteen years.

The day that my son was born,  the nurse placed him in my arms

and as I counted all of his fingers and toes, I tried to imagine our future.

You see, I was still in high school myself.

I was seventeen and very nervous.

There was no turning back now.

I tried with all of my might to imagine what type of man he would become

and if I could live up to being a good mother for him.

Over the years I've watched him grow

and become his own person.

As he sat amonst the seven hundred plus graduates in his class,

I sat and recalled his entire life.

His first word...."Dada."

His first steps...trying to take the curlers out of my hair when he was ll months old.

His first tooth....when he was six months old.

His first day of school....when he was four.

His first fight...age five...with a boy on his school bus.

His first little league game...when he was eight.

His first girlfriend...when he was fifteen.

Now, his first day setting out as a man.

It is so hard to believe that this is the same baby that I held in my arms.

The same little boy who could really cared less about baseball

and the same little boy who seemed all grown up.

Alex took the day in stride.

He was so calm and I was a nervous wreck.

The prinicipal asked the parents of the graduates to please stand for recognition.

Alex looked up at me in the stands and raised his arm

in the "rock on" hand gesture as he was all smiles.

I gave the "rock on" gesture back

then sat down and cried into my tissue

while Mr. M. hugged me.

As Alexander Vincent Price had his name called

and walked across the stage to receive his diploma,

he immediately gave the "rock on" gesture

to a screaming audience of approximately three thousand people

who loved it, with me being his biggest fan.

As he returned to his seat, Alex looked back into the audience to see if I was still there.

I hope that he knows that I will forever be right here watching and cheering

as he continues to make firsts in his life.

We've grown so much, him and I, and the bond that we have is immeasurable.

From the day he was born, I read Alex a book that said

"I'll love you forever."

"I'll like you for always."

"As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be."

Rock on Alex as you continue your journey through this life.

Always know that my baby you'll be.

A Big 'Ol Dose of Vitamin D

Sorry I haven't been blogging this last week.

My vitamin D is low and that means I am too....

Huh?

What da...?

My tumor consumes vitamin D like a kid at a candy store...

not in a good way.

When my level gets really...and I mean reeeeeeaaaaallly low,

I get really weak and my leg hurts like a muther trucker....

I've been on high doses of Vitamin D for three months now and I did really good!

So good, that my doc thought I could come off of it......NOT!

Two weeks without vitamin D and I'm

dragging my leg around like driftwood.

I called my doc and she started asking me questions...

Are you weak?

Yes.

Does your leg hurt?

I wouldn't be calling if it didn't.

Are you sick?

A little diarrhea...thought it was Mr. M's chicken salad.

Are you seeing or hearing things that you know shouldn't be there?

HUH???????

Apparently very low Vitamin D can cause

depression and even schizophrenia....

go figure.

So, back on the pill I go...vitamin D that is.

I will be out and about this weekend.

My oldest son Alex is graduating from high school.

There will be lots of tears and sniffling.

(Maybe it's the Vitamin D or me just being a mama.)

When I come back I have another giveaway for ya'll!!!!

This one's gonna be goooooood!!!!

P.S. In my absence,

The Divine Mr. M

celebrated his 30th birthday!!!!

Happy Birthday Punkin!!!!

I LOOOOOVVVVVEEE YOOOOUUUU!!!!!!

Now that I'm back in commission, I have a few

(okay....alot)

of projects to share with ya'll

as Mr. M and I

start to renovate our farm house.

Madness will ensue.....

Pretties will come forth.....

I guess I had better drink plenty of milk

for the months ahead.

A Little Experiment

is going on within the halls

of my Etsy shop.

I am experimenting with a few new finds

that are outside of my typical collections.

I've done all of the math

and science

needed and the numbers are iffy.

By my calculations,

I project that ya'll will love my new treasures.

So make sure to stop by my shop and

see what wonderful breakthroughs

are going on at

Six in One Hand.

And the Prize Goes To....

Lauren. bo!!!!!

Lauren, please email me with your shipping information

and I will have your clock shipped to you lickety split!!!

Thanks to everyone who showed and spread some love

to my little blog.

I have another giveaway planned for June

in hopes of having my big 300!!!!

It's gonna be gooooooooood.

My Blind Side

"I would like to thank what this movie was about for me, which are the moms that take care of the babies and the children no matter where they come from."....Sandra Bullock

I would like to say

Happy Mother's Day

to all the women of the world

who endured swollen feet, stretch marks,

and unrelenting childbirth to take on

the title of "Mom."

For those who have wiped noses,

tended fevers and kissed boo-boos

for their little ones, I applaud you.

I also would like to take this time

to give a standing ovation

to all the mothers of the world

who care for their children

and love them unconditionally

yet never gave birth to them.

These are the women that are worth

more than precious gold.

To love another as your own

is a love that holds no bounds and

knows no limitations.

I am proud to say that I have the pleasure

of belonging to both groups of women.

I have had the joy of raising

my two sons and what a journey it has been!!

Both of my boys are teenagers now and

one will be graduating high school in a few short weeks.

I've discovered that being a mother and worrying about your children

never really stops at age eighteen.

Last year, I got to join the special group

of women who Sandra Bullock spoke

of.

I became a mom to these precious girls.

They are my girls....not my stepdaughters....my girls.

I love them with everything that I have.

I could never imagine loving a child as

much as my sons until I met these two.

They touched my heart in a way that I could never explain.

I now have a whole new set of worries to add to my list.

Makeup....high heels.....boys.....

My oldest daughter Taylor told me one day,

"Don't worry...I got your back."

It was all in fun but I belived her.

She had my blind side during a home football game

and I will forever have hers.

As we spend time with our families today,

take the time today to not only thank

your mother for all the years of love and care,

but remember the other women in your life

who watched your blind side

and kept you from being tackled

in this game of life.