Always Real, Antique Crazy, Cooking and Recipes

A Smashing Dinner Party

I love to have people over for dinner.  I think hosting small dinner parties of four to six, is about the funnest thing you can do.  But, in all honestly, since Sean was born, I have not done as much of that sort of thing as I like to do.  I am out of dinner party shape.  But now that Sean is getting older, it’s a lot easier and so I have been trying to get back in the swing of entertaining. If you did not know, I am a bit of a foodie.  I like…

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Antique Crazy, Antique Junk Drawer

Things I Falsely Believe

Random, Stray and Otherwise Unassigned Thoughts: If I could just find the right color of blush I wouldn’t look so washed out. Someday I will find the “right” haircut and I’ll have fabulous easy to do hair that always looks great. Jeans are comfortable. My kid is astonishingly smarter/cuter/funnier than all the other kids. My seven-year-old will always be the loving, delightful and polite little fella he is today. My husband forgets to take out the trash on purpose. If I get it on sale, I’m saving money. I can still shop in Juniors. Everyone else…

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Antique Crazy, Snips And Snails

The Run Away Game

I am assuming that every family has some weird little games they play that when described to others fall into the category of evidence for the state. We have many of these games, but the one that Sean loves most right now is called The Run Away Game. The Run Away Game erupts. It is never planned and usually happens when we are all just standing around the kitchen grazing and looking through mail and that kind of thing.  The first parent to faint from exhaustion loses. One of the parents picks up the child and…

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Antique Crazy, Silliness

Mourning The Mourning Dove

As quickly as she came into my life, she was gone. Yesterday morning, I checked on my sweet little dove.  She was sitting quietly in her nest in the Carolina jasmine, just the same as ever. Although she did not seem thrilled to see me, she did not glare at me either.  I suspect that is only because the dove lacks the ability to glare or cast disparaging looks. With no eyebrows, the dove is stuck with an all purpose blank expression, a lot like Jessica Simpson.  Otherwise, upon the sight of me, she probably would…

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Antique Crazy, Antique Embarrassment

The Carolina Jasmine

So for a week or more now, I’ve had this mother dove nesting in the Carolina jasmine that is growing on the fence that runs alongside my driveway and just outside my kitchen window.  And I have to admit here, I’ve become involved with this dove.  I wonder if the dove is okay, I wonder if the dove is hungry, I wonder if the dove recognizes me, I wonder if the dove likes me.  I am obsessed with the dove. Multiple times a day, I run outside and check on the dove.  And multiple times a…

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Antique Crazy, Makes Me Sigh, Sometimes Sweet, Sometimes Tart

A Children Ache

Every night before bedtime, and sometimes before school, Sean and AD will read at least one chapter from a book of children’s classics. Having gone through most of the other more exciting and well known titles, we are down to Pollyanna. But he is just as enthralled with Pollyanna as he was with The Swiss Family Robinson. Stepping up to chapter books like Tom Sawyer and Oliver Twist has presented many opportunities to talk about some of the more unsavory and unpleasant aspects of life.  Many of the characters are orphaned or suffer cruelty at the…

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Antique Crazy

Small Talk In A Big World

Small talk makes the big world a smaller, cozier, more manageable place. I love on-line small talk. I love to chat with people on Twitter and through the comments on my blog. But in the real world, small talk makes me break out in hives. It makes me extremely nervous because, oh glory be!! What if there is a silence?! It will be awkward! And then I will have to fill it up! And oh the pressure to think of something to say! Something pithy and funny, something that makes sense outside of my own head?!…

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Antique Crazy, Parenting Gone Awry

Chain Yankin’ Episode #7

One of the many many delicious things about having a four-year-old about the house is that you can really get away with yankin’ their little chain, because, you know, they are only four and they’ll believe almost anything you tell them. I know. I know. It really says something about you when you can trick a four-year-old. On the other hand, I once convinced my Cousin Cheryl that I had won a trip to Zimbabwe in a random drawing when I purchased some luggage at Foley’s. None of it was true – no luggage, no drawing,…

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Antique Crazy

Poster Child For The Ridiculous

Proceed at your own risk. Pointless drivel and digression ensues.   * * * * *   If there were a poster child for the ridiculous, it would be me.  I don’t go looking for the ridiculous, it just seems to find me.   For example, one morning last week, I got trapped in my laptop because I took the rug out of my office.   Digression:  A while back I took the rug that was in my office and put it in the bedroom because I needed a rug in my bedroom.  I originally purchased this…

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Antique Crazy

My Week So Far

Bought new tires. Nothing quickens the heart of a girl like a new set of tires.  Can’t wait to show all my friends.   Noticed an emerging zit on my chin.  Carefully applied my super-de-doopery zit medicine.  Prided myself for not messing with the zit.  Discovered later that day that it wasn’t a zit. It was jelly.   Stopped by the dry cleaners to pick up a shirt I had dropped off for Antique Daddy.  The clerk disappeared into the back where the mystery of dry cleaning occurs.  I heard a lot of rustling of plastic and…

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