Monday, February 27, 2017

Whoooo.... whoooo....


This little guy or gal was sitting in a courtyard in Tucson.

And he or she let John take a picture before it took off.


I think it's a Burrowing Owl.

Pretty cute, huh?

I have a traveling post coming up, so stay tuned ;)

xo
rue



Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Percolator stories


As my regular readers know, I actually use the majority of the antique and vintage things I own.

The only time a problem arises is when a guest or a certain child doesn't know how to use them.

Case in point...

Vintage percolators.

You'll notice below, that I have one on my stove.


That is not the first one I purchased, nor the second or the third.

It happens to be the fourth.

And it also doesn't happen to be the kind you plug in.

So, let me tell you the sad stories of their three untimely deaths....


The first one, I shared in this post.

It was a late 1950s beauty.


A friend of mine forgot to put water in it and then plugged it in.

It was a very sad death.

Sadly that sweet little pink polkadot coffee cup perished as well recently :(

More on that later.


This next one was a 1940s beauty that I posted about here.


Somebody filled it up with water while the cord was still plugged into the base, and water got in between the two. When they plugged it into the outlet, it started to smoke and melted the plug.

Another very sad and also scary death.


The third one, a 1950s beauty (not pictured) mysteriously stopped working when I was on vacation, while Annie was watching the dogs with a friend.

I'm not saying either one of them broke it, but it worked fine the morning I left.

Ahem.

So that leads us to the most recent percolator purchase...


A vintage 1940s/50s Comet 20 cup stovetop beauty with brass handles, that friends and children can't kill.


Well, let's hope not anyway.

I also purchased a 1940s tea kettle recently....


and let me tell you, that baby is LOUD when it whistles.

They look cute together don't they? :)


Oh and to replace that sad little pink polkadot coffee mug?

John gave me one of his polkadot mugs after I told him what happened to mine....


He had four of them.

The W stands for his last name, so I get to enjoy polkadots again and think of him every morning :)

Odd that we both had polkadot coffee cups, huh?

We both have train clocks that make noise too, but I'll share more about that some other day ;)

So, although it's sad that three percolators had to perish at the hands of people that don't know what they're doing had the best intentions, at least there was a happy ending to the story.

I love happy endings, don't you?

;)

xo
rue


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Monday, February 20, 2017

Bubba's new lookout


Bubba has found a new place to watch the goings on of the outside world.





He sits here everyday now. 

Watching for the mailman.

A car passing by.

People and their families and/or their pups walking by.

The occasional visitor.

He's endlessly fascinated.

On one particular day I noticed he was staring rather intently without barking.


I decided to take a look myself and found a beautiful sunset.

So I grabbed my trusty camera, ran outside, and took a photo.


As I walked back towards the house....


I thought....


 "Maybe, just maybe...


dogs appreciate sunsets too."


And honestly, I think they really do ;)


xo
rue



Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Phones and glass bottles


An odd title, I know, but it'll make sense in a minute ;)

See the red phone below?


My mom bought me that phone for Christmas about a year or two ago.

It was one of those new phones that were made to look old.

It was cute and it worked fine for awhile, but one day, like all newly made things, it gave out and wouldn't work. So being who I am, I decided to buy an actual old phone and I went on a search for one that was still in working condition.

I knew I wanted a real rotary dial and I would have loved a much older one, but I decided on a 1970s phone, because the older ones are either so expensive I couldn't justify it, or they didn't work, or they had to be retrofitted. And I needed a phone yesterday, so 1970s it was!

They pretty much looked the same from the 1950s up, so it didn't bother me too much and besides, it reminded me of my childhood :)

The only problem was that the phone jack that was there wasn't compatible, so my sweetheart John had to move the jack and hard wire it in.


And here she is in all her glory!





I'm in love :)


By the way...

Notice anything different in the window display?


I have more glass bottles!

I have a thing for them and years ago had been collecting them, but sadly all of my collection went up in smoke at a Christmas party I gave. I don't want to get into it, but let's just say that candles, dried pine needles and bottles on a fireplace mantle don't mix.

Sigh.

Anyway, I told John this story and he's been adding to my collection to get it where it was if not more so.

We've also gone out digging for them, which has been so much fun :)


The one on the left next to my tiny stash below is one we found together at a gem show and the horseshoe was found while we were actually looking for bottles.

I think it's a good luck sign :)


He gave me all of these for Christmas this year...


and he gave me a few from his own collection...


The white shard with writing below is from an old crock from the 1800s and the closest I've gotten to finding anything besides a horseshoe while we're out, but it's still so much fun :)


And here's a better look at that picture of us from one of our adventures...


So, now you understand the title and you also know that I'm even more of a dork than you thought.

HA!

xo
rue




Monday, February 13, 2017

I know, I know


I'm awful.

It's February and I haven't posted since December.


It can be hard getting back on the blogging wagon though.

Not as hard as last time, when I left for a few years, but difficult nonetheless.


I had made a plan to jump right back in, but you know the saying...

"The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry."


In other words, life went topsy turvy right after I promised you I would start blogging more than I had been.

Nothing too bad, but it caused a bit of a delay.


Ah life..... there's always something, isn't there?

I'm not going to let it stop me from doing what I love though.

And I do love this.


The connection with all of you.

The clickety clack of the keyboard as I type out sometimes silly, but mostly heartfelt words.



Funny thing this little world we share. It somehow becomes apart of us, doesn't it?

I know it's that way for me.


No matter how long I leave, I can't seem to give it up ;)


And nor would I want to.

I just miss all of this and you too much.

xo,
rue

PS
All the pictures are from Christmas.
Sneaky way to do a catch up post, huh? 
;)