Dirty Laundry to Cute Laundry. Decorating our small laundry area.
I can not even call it a laundry room,because it is about the size of a two door closet. So when we first moved in,and even though at the time we had normal size, old washer and dryer,we still had to take the louvered doors and the wood trim off. We could barely get them inside,hooked up,and plugged in.
We tried putting the dark wood doors back on,but this made this tiny space seem so dark and like a cave. When I opened the doors, I braced myself to jump like a cave monster might be hiding on the dryer. Those came off and we tried hanging curtains. This made for a depressing look that we passed several times in a day.
The walls and the long shelf were painted white. So when the curtains were down,anyone saw a plain white laundry area. Which is okay for some people if they have a walk in laundry room and window with pretty curtains.
First, we picked a happy blue sky paint and painted the walls and the shelf. Then we took scraps of wood and cut them in to different lengths. I went on Pinterest to find “CUTE LAUNDRY” room sayings and enjoyed trying my hand at stenciling.
Then,not wanting to place chemicals under the kitchen sink because of grandbabies,we organized the shelf. We lost any type of door or curtain. We hung a cute bag for stuffing plastic bags in. Now, when we walk by,it is our small,cute,organized laundry area.
Our Marine came home for a blessed visit and I asked him to start listing off the meals he wanted. One night I decided to make shrimp kabobs and rice, oops, wice. Here is a pic.It was so delicious and easy to make. My husband helped since I had only made it a few times and blogged about it maybe…..8^’))
Make the amount of rice you want. While the rice begins to cook, start dicing up your veggies. I use yellow or white onion, green onions,garlic cloves,carrots and peas.
Then grab your skillet or wok,add canola oil and as it begins to warm up on medium high, add your garlic and white or yellow onion and watch them begin to turn pretty. Add the carrots and continue to cook,turning the burner to medium. I like my carrots still a bit crunchy and even though I continue to cook for awhile, adding my other ingredients, they seem to turn out perfect.
When your rice is cooked,add it to your vegetable mixture and turn your skillet up so you can scramble a couple of eggs. Just push everything to the side, crack the eggs and begin to stir,scrambling,ending up mixing everything together.
**The change I made to this dish because I was cooking for someone with diabetes-I omitted the peas and used brown rice.**
Question below-Why are the drawers at the top of the Pie Safe?
Our small kitchen and our continual ways of keeping it organized has been quite a daily challenge. The plus to our small cooking and gathering area is we have a back door and a window over the sink. We have a decent amount of cabinets but a flashlight is needed for three of the cabinets that run deep. Heaven forbid we lose something back there.
The refrigerator is on the short side. I am 5’4 1/2″ and I can look over the top of it. Packing leftovers,and not to mention,regular food items a family of four likes to have in the frig can be a balancing act. We took out the bottom shelf and can better stack our leftovers for a couple of days in plastic containers and large and small ziplock bags.
We sit with the back side of the house facing north and the woods behind our yard. There is decent lighting if we leave the back door open on a clear day, but never direct sunlight. The cabinets are dark wood and if we were not renting, they would be painted a cheery yellow to give a more welcoming sunny feeling. This would help to make it appear less cramped and dark. There is no built in pantry. Plus, we have an oblong table and four chairs.
Our first purchase was a 5 tier wire shelf and 4 wicker baskets. The cabinets, although not packed full, we enjoy them being neat, knowing each pot,pan,plate,cup,bowl etc. has it’s place. So we were not going to try to shove pantry items in to one cabinet and make do. The shelving has helped to hold our toaster, microwave, juice, sodas,and the baskets. The baskets,we found they were too heavy to hold and slide forward,canned goods and jars of oil.
Then, we bought an upright freezer to hold the meat we buy in bulk, like chicken,bacon,pork tenderloin,seafood,and steaks. This made it possible to keep our small freezer filled with a few bags of leftover stews and soups,ice cube trays,and not cover up the vent so our food would freeze properly. Then any other purchases like waffles,corndogs,pizzas,pie shells,ice cream could all be bought in larger quantity and placed in the large freezer. This has saved us money and each shelf has been separated for the different meats. The bottom is one large drawer which I love for all the bags of veggies I like to keep on hand for my recipes. The door holds extra butter,bread,flour,sugar,and corn meal.
This still did not solve our pantry problem. We tried to balance everything on the shelving, but wanting to stock our “pantry” this was too difficult,not enough room,and not safe. We were at an auction and I saw a PIE SAFE! I feel in love with the thought of it sitting in our kitchen with the shelves and the freezer, but looking so pretty with it’s glass doors and sides.
Our pie safe fits perfectly beside them and still has room for us to open the back door. When googling Pie Safe, Wikipedia said it had been called not only Pie Safe, but Pie Chest, Pie Cupboard, Kitchen Safe, and Meat Safe. My mother had one in her kitchen till she was a teenager, but it had wooden doors and no drawers. I have always wanted one with holes in the tin with homemade pies in them. Our Pie Safe has been a great purchase. We have a lot we could still fit in it safely. On the top I store a couple of pretties and some of my cookbooks. The drawers are a mystery. Why would they put them up top? I can not see in them. Some of the other pie safe’s have drawers on the bottom. The legs are long enough that it allows for extra storage below.
Our kitchen stays much more organized. We can find and see our food items better, so leftovers get eaten. And we can make a grocery list much quicker. A place for everything and everything in its place I’ve heard. Keeping our kitchen organized!
Once again, I found myself carving out a bit of time to visit the Community Center last month. This time I took my mom with me. She loves going in there as much as I do. She was the one that found Aunt Jemima sitting on the shelf. Cookie Jars do not last long there, but I stalled for a moment,then snatched her up. You can only use cash and I had furniture on the brain, plus the fact that I have a weakness for cookie jars and chairs and I wanted to bring home a chair that day.
I am so happy I took her home. Her smile is contagious! She is marked on the bottom with Clay Art “Baking Time” (I L O V E baking with the grandbabies). South San Francisco 2001
Reading up on Clay Art was interesting. Started by two San Francisco high school teachers in 1979. Known for their celebrity cookie jars and other items. The colors they use are listed as vivid and vibrant.
Looking up Aunt Jemima herself, brought up a book I would love to find and read. Written by John Troy McQueen with the help of her niece, Lenora, and her sister, Lila. Living on a plantation in South Carolina,picking cotton and sharecropping tobacco, Anna,or Annie Short Harrington, wanted to move North to find work and support her five children. She worked different places and was discovered by the Quaker Oats Company in 1935 in New York at the fairgrounds making pancakes!
This has to be another Flashback Friday. Who out there born in the 1960’s and 70’s doesn’t remember Aunt Jemima pancakes with Aunt Jemima syrup from a glass jar that was Annie herself?
Not being much of a garage sale person, I am sure I am missing out on some good finds. So when I find a chance, I stop by our local Community Center. This supports our community when we purchase clothes, household items, books, toys, etc and adds charm to our home.
I remember my mom being excited about shopping from the Avon book since I was a little girl. So when I turned down, what I call the knick-knack aisle, I grabbed up the little green pitcher and bowl. It always looked so feminine in her bathroom. One person referred it as Slag Glass. I have not heard of slag glass,so I will be looking that up. From the 1970’s, I am assuming. The pitcher is marked Avon 8 and the bowl, Avon 23. I thought my mom had lotion in her’s. This one appears to have had cologne. I did not realize there were different one’s. Avon did well making this pretty little one.
I had never seen the dog pipe. The tag on the bottom says Avon Bloodhound Pipe. Wild Country After Shave. Looking it up, most pictures said it was made in 1976. The box it came in looked manly. A cigar filled box to the side,and what I am assuming was a Native American sitting beside a barrel with a Native American kneeling in front of the barrel.
When I searched for information on the carriage, I found it was called Avon Royal Coach, Vintage, from 1972 filled with MoonWind foaming bath oil. I thought of Cinderella when I saw this. A special favorite Disney movie to me. Avon had a classy way of packaging their products and it came in a white box with a royal blue stamp of a gold coach. When I opened it, the smell was beautiful still.
Just thought this might bring fond memories to all!! Flasback Friday
When I read my last blog on my Eye “OPEN” Experience, tears sprang up. I have had quite the time with my new eyes. When I say this, it does not mean I have been suffering. I have been enjoying amazing new sight. I am wondering if I will get a SuperHero outfit in the mail. It will probably have a huge eye on the front and little eyes all over the cape.
I am having a sweet memory. I was on the surgery table freezing. I thought it must be 40 degrees in there. Even the staff that was assisting, were rubbing their hands together and walking back and forth trying to warm up. Come to find out, it is 70 degrees, but they are constantly pumping the air through so the flow never stops. Then the surgeon says,”Lay completely still now”. I came to find out my body will only obey my brain through laser procedure on one eye!
For my right eye, they took what looked like a hard contact on a wand and a tube of fluid connected to a thin hose to rinse my eye. He positioned my head,lowered the laser and 5 little bright lights also appeared and a red light which I was to look at the entire time. My eye was then given some numbing drops and I believe more dilating drops and the hard contact was pressed to my eye and pushed down to hold my eye open and steady. I felt fluid, I saw the laser pen (no scalpel) come close to open a flap in my eyeball and then I was asked to hold my eye right on the red light for 20 seconds. There was a loud series of pounding noises and I really thought I saw the inside of my eye like a skeleton version. Then more fluid, the laser pen must have reappeared to close the flap, then a short break to check the numbers for my left eye.
By this point, I am neither nervous or worried, but I am relaxing so I forget to chant,”You are not cold. You can not shake. You are not cold. You can not shake”. So the right eye took two times to adjust the hard contact and that is the only slight uncomfortable pressure I felt the entire 15 minutes for both eyes, that I was in the surgery room.
Here is where the sweet memory comes in. The nurse walks over and asks me to swing my legs to the left of the table and follow her back out to my comfy chair. She tells me to go ahead and open my eyes. I CAN SEE MY BOOTY covered SHOES! I am asked to keep my eyes shut for 15 minutes. They bring me hot coffee and inside I am doing cartwheels and jumping up and down.
When I am close to leaving, the surgeon checks my eyes. A nurse gives me a care package of candy,Loden Vision cups, popcorn, and 3 Redbox movie codes. She goes over my instructions for the ride home, my long nap I am to take when I arrive,pain medicine and sleeping pill prescriptions,and the next two weeks what to expect.
Then, I stand and make my exit. My husband is clicking pics and I think of movies when they run to fall in to each other’s arms. We are both smiling from ear to ear and then we head out in to the sunniest day ever. I rode the entire time with my black sweatshirt over my head. I was sure light was bursting in somehow!
I napped kind of, but I had to wear the goggles they gave me all day and then 7 nights after, and they just were not fun. I obeyed each command and never had pain except a slight burning sensation during my nap that lasted a few minutes. I shielded water from eyes for two weeks. I wore the goggles if I was cleaning someone’s house and I did not wear any eye makeup, which I don’t wear often to begin with. I also kept using the preservative-free eye drops and medicated eye drops.
What a blessing to experience scalpel free eye surgery.
Literally, an eye open experience,and I laugh. Ha. Hahahaaaaa. Last Thursday, I had Lasik Surgery. I was in a cold surgery room for about 15 minutes with my eyes pried wide open, (thus,the title) numbed with drops, bright lights, and a laser, no scalpel. Loden Vision,THANK YOU! I loved the whole experience!
I start at the beginning. My husband gave me this wonderful gift of sight. He began saving money and set the whole procedure up. From a complete eye exam, to a meet and greet with the doctor performing the surgery, to surgery itself. Followups for a year….
I enjoy getting my eyes examined. I work hard to be honest when they are asking questions such as, Can you see 1 better than 2? Is 4 better or 3? Our first setback was rather small, but it meant pushing my surgery date further in to the future by a week. My eyes were very dry, so I could not give honest answers to 1 or 2 or 3 or 4. Dry eye happens as you age,yay! (If you have perfect eyesight,you don’t know what I am talking about with the numbers,happy for you!)
I am happy for you,but I have secretly been so very jealous of you when you can just get up, not have to search for your glasses,and clean fingerprints off the lens over and over, see everything close and far,get out of the pool and know where your table is and sit down with the right family. Now I am happy for you and Me, I can see!
Anyway, the morning of the surgery I was too excited to be nervous. I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. I was up and going when they barely had my full name out.
They took me back to a row of way comfy chairs. They asked if I was nervous,if I would like valium? No, thank you. Ibuprofen, 800 milligrams? No. I was given a wristband,asked to say my name. Paper booties on my shoes and paper cap on my head. Gauze pads taped on my temples to catch any fluids from the drops during surgery. I am sure I was a real beauty.
What really stands out to me the most? As the nurse comes over to ask me to go in to the surgery room, she says to take off my glasses,just leave them on the table. I took them off and realized this was really happening. I was leaving about 40 years of wearing glasses on a table and walking away.