April 27th, 1910
Arose at 5:30 and dug some sod before breakfast. Bess and I up to Etta Broms on Fulton street. Florence Hauer & M------- Kleiner, Mr & Mrs Lenz, N----- & Chet Daniels were there. We had a fine time.
W. Colder
R. 12:15
April 28, 1910
Stayed home and did some grading in the front yard.
W. Colder
R. 10:30
I might add that this is Thursday. Did he call in sick to work on the yard? I'm gathering that this is a new house because he has no yard. Also, previously he mentioned someone came up to see the house and he and Bess took a walk to see some other new houses, which are obviously in walking distance.
I also found this listing for a house at 417 Stinard Ave, the house was built in 1908 This should at least give us a frame of reference on what the house might have looked like. I did confirm that there was a lot of new building going on in the area and many of the houses on that street were built in 1910.
An interesting tidbit that I picked up was that in the 1960's, Vice President Joe Biden and his first wife (who was killed in a car crash) lived at 608 Stinard Ave while he attended Syracuse Law school.
I'm not convinced I have the entire story on the house but that will need to be continued another day.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Parenting Woes, Garage Sale Misgivings.....
This morning I was running a late to assist at my daughter's pre-school. Assistants come early, and at the pace we were going we would be lucky to make it by 9 am, when class starts.
As a result of the rushing, which at one point, included a very painful head butt while shoe-tying, we forgot our show-n-tell item for the day. I told my daughter to think of something she wanted to talk about. The teacher, noticing this exchange noted that my daughter was wearing 2 pretty rings and suggested she talk about those.
At this point my panic set in. You'll notice that, like most people, my misgivings usually have something to do with the way we're raising my daughter. (More things they forget to tell you before you have children.)
My daughter got those rings this past weekend at a garage sale with my mother. She got a whole bunch of rings for a nickle. She also got a rather nice polly pockets set (uugh..... little shoes.....) with a case for $2.
If you are a regular reader or know me personally, you'll know that this is not a problem for me. I have no issue with second hand items provided they are in nice condition. I'm also not keen on spending large amounts of money on plastic crap. (Or anything really, for that matter.) And finally, if we're going to have some of this junk, then from an environmental standpoint, I prefer secondhand.
This is also not a problem for my daughter. She is 5. She knows she sometimes gets toys from Target but will more easily get toys at a garage sale and that those toys may be bigger or nicer or more plentiful. Heck, I bought her a bike for $10 at a sale at the end of the summer last year because her's was getting too small, with the intention that we would replace it with a new one this year. She doesn't want a new one now. We've asked. Most of her clothes come from the ever-mysterious (to my daughter) 8-Year old Evelyn. When I bring out something "new" she says with awe, "Was that Evelyn's?" When she moved into a big girl bed, she got a lovely sleigh bed, painted a creamy soft yellow. I trash picked it and painted it. This is not a secret in our house. Doing so enabled us to afford an expensive, high quality mattress for her. She loves it and sleeps very well in it.
We live in a happy second-hand bubble.
And it was this bubble that I was afraid was going to burst today. Because I knew, I just knew, she would stand up there all proud and proclaim, "I got these rings at a GARAGE SALE!"
And then what would the kids say?
Turns out they could have cared less. Her teacher told us she frequently takes her grandchildren to garage sales.
But still in the back of my mind, I'm wondering if a day will come when someone makes her feel bad about being proud of her 2nd hand stuff. When she looks at me with a look of skepticism, like I've somehow conned her in some way. Deprived her of something everyone else got and she did not. She does in fact, have a lot of new things as well, I tell myself. But I didn't grow up with second hand items so it doesn't seem like a big deal to me. I'd also be a hypocrite if I made it sound like we don't buy anything new. We do. I'm not any kind of second hand martyr.
It's the pride in her voice that I fear someone will take away from her. And I guess that's the way it goes with most things right? We've all been made to feel bad about something about ourselves. And it feels bad. She doesn't yet know that there are things about her that others will reject or will not like. That hurts me. That hurts me more than the thought that there are things about me that other people don't like.
She'll live. We all do.
I guess I should be happy that she can stand up in front of her peers right now and proclaim something (anything), but the knowledge that it may not always be so, made me a little sad today.
Parenting is by far the thing that taxes me the most, intellectually and emotionally.....
As a result of the rushing, which at one point, included a very painful head butt while shoe-tying, we forgot our show-n-tell item for the day. I told my daughter to think of something she wanted to talk about. The teacher, noticing this exchange noted that my daughter was wearing 2 pretty rings and suggested she talk about those.
At this point my panic set in. You'll notice that, like most people, my misgivings usually have something to do with the way we're raising my daughter. (More things they forget to tell you before you have children.)
If you are a regular reader or know me personally, you'll know that this is not a problem for me. I have no issue with second hand items provided they are in nice condition. I'm also not keen on spending large amounts of money on plastic crap. (Or anything really, for that matter.) And finally, if we're going to have some of this junk, then from an environmental standpoint, I prefer secondhand.
This is also not a problem for my daughter. She is 5. She knows she sometimes gets toys from Target but will more easily get toys at a garage sale and that those toys may be bigger or nicer or more plentiful. Heck, I bought her a bike for $10 at a sale at the end of the summer last year because her's was getting too small, with the intention that we would replace it with a new one this year. She doesn't want a new one now. We've asked. Most of her clothes come from the ever-mysterious (to my daughter) 8-Year old Evelyn. When I bring out something "new" she says with awe, "Was that Evelyn's?" When she moved into a big girl bed, she got a lovely sleigh bed, painted a creamy soft yellow. I trash picked it and painted it. This is not a secret in our house. Doing so enabled us to afford an expensive, high quality mattress for her. She loves it and sleeps very well in it.
We live in a happy second-hand bubble.
And it was this bubble that I was afraid was going to burst today. Because I knew, I just knew, she would stand up there all proud and proclaim, "I got these rings at a GARAGE SALE!"
And then what would the kids say?
Turns out they could have cared less. Her teacher told us she frequently takes her grandchildren to garage sales.
But still in the back of my mind, I'm wondering if a day will come when someone makes her feel bad about being proud of her 2nd hand stuff. When she looks at me with a look of skepticism, like I've somehow conned her in some way. Deprived her of something everyone else got and she did not. She does in fact, have a lot of new things as well, I tell myself. But I didn't grow up with second hand items so it doesn't seem like a big deal to me. I'd also be a hypocrite if I made it sound like we don't buy anything new. We do. I'm not any kind of second hand martyr.
It's the pride in her voice that I fear someone will take away from her. And I guess that's the way it goes with most things right? We've all been made to feel bad about something about ourselves. And it feels bad. She doesn't yet know that there are things about her that others will reject or will not like. That hurts me. That hurts me more than the thought that there are things about me that other people don't like.
She'll live. We all do.
I guess I should be happy that she can stand up in front of her peers right now and proclaim something (anything), but the knowledge that it may not always be so, made me a little sad today.
Parenting is by far the thing that taxes me the most, intellectually and emotionally.....
Sunday, April 25, 2010
April 23-26, 1910
April 23, 1910
I got 4 mattresses from Benjamin. Ray helped me sod after dinner but it rained every 10 minutes & it kept us busy.
Now no one needs to sleep on the settee when Kathy visits...
April 24, 1910
Bess and I walked out to the wood at the end of the car line & over to the stone quarry & got some shrubbery for the front yard. It started to rain before we got back at 10:30. Over home to dinner and to our church at night.
W. ------ Cloudy
R. 11
April 25, 1910
We got notice that the vacation for the factory will be the first 2 weeks of August. Finished sod in the side yard. Bess up home and I mad until she came back.
W. Fine, warm
R. 11:30
I think it's interesting that he's getting 2 weeks off from the factory. Sure, the factory tells him when to take it, but still, it's comparable to many jobs today.
I wonder why he was mad? I don't imagine she's helping him with the sod and he needs her for that.Did they have words that prompted her to go "up home"? I wonder if he really was mad "till she got home" because that would imply to me that as soon as she got home he stopped being mad, but mostly the world doesn't work like that does it ;-)
April 26, 1910
Met Carroll Sanger at 6 & he came up to supper. Kathy was also up and slept on the balcony.
Ah, putting the mattresses to good use already. My goodness, it must be pretty nice to be sleeping on the balcony at this time of year. I'm currently sitting next to a fire in the fireplace. Admittedly, it's probably the last one until fall but it's way too chilly out to be sleeping on my porch....
I got 4 mattresses from Benjamin. Ray helped me sod after dinner but it rained every 10 minutes & it kept us busy.
Now no one needs to sleep on the settee when Kathy visits...
April 24, 1910
Bess and I walked out to the wood at the end of the car line & over to the stone quarry & got some shrubbery for the front yard. It started to rain before we got back at 10:30. Over home to dinner and to our church at night.
W. ------ Cloudy
R. 11
April 25, 1910
We got notice that the vacation for the factory will be the first 2 weeks of August. Finished sod in the side yard. Bess up home and I mad until she came back.
W. Fine, warm
R. 11:30
I think it's interesting that he's getting 2 weeks off from the factory. Sure, the factory tells him when to take it, but still, it's comparable to many jobs today.
I wonder why he was mad? I don't imagine she's helping him with the sod and he needs her for that.Did they have words that prompted her to go "up home"? I wonder if he really was mad "till she got home" because that would imply to me that as soon as she got home he stopped being mad, but mostly the world doesn't work like that does it ;-)
April 26, 1910
Met Carroll Sanger at 6 & he came up to supper. Kathy was also up and slept on the balcony.
Ah, putting the mattresses to good use already. My goodness, it must be pretty nice to be sleeping on the balcony at this time of year. I'm currently sitting next to a fire in the fireplace. Admittedly, it's probably the last one until fall but it's way too chilly out to be sleeping on my porch....
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Up
Up.
We watched it this evening for movie night (borrowed from the library and with homemade popcorn!) All I can say is:
"Wow."
I spent much of this movie in tears. Big, fat, blow your nose loudly kind of tears. I knew what this movie was about but I didn't KNOW what this movie was ABOUT. It's about love and grief and aging and adventure and friendship and finding your way when you are lost & when you have lost.
My daughter really liked it but there was an underlying sub-text that she all but missed. Not that it mattered, the talking dogs kept her entertained (possibly a spillover from her Scooby Doo watching....) It truly was a movie for everyone.
Up.
See it!!!
April 22, 1910
After supper I dug some sod and B & I walked down to Coopers with Kathy. Mrs Kaiser over to see the house.
10 Hurt in Trolley & Engine wreck at W. B.T.
W. Fine, Full Moon
R. 10:15
10 Hurt in Trolley & Engine wreck at W. B.T.
W. Fine, Full Moon
R. 10:15
Complete Randomness
I actually have a bunch of blog posts all in my head but they are being blocked by some complete randomness over here which may or may not make for a complete blog posts. I thought I'd just put them all in one and get it over with.
W. Sunny and nice
R. 12:30 (Oh my!)
Edited to add-The Talbots gods are smiling on me this morning. I received a 20% off my entire purchase coupon via email! Hooray! They send them regularly but I rarely even look at the emails because I don't shop much these days. What perfect timing though!!!
- My girl has another ear infection. ANOTHER one. So many. You would think I would figure this out by now. Usually (except the time before this one) she never feels any pain. We find them because she has a fever and a cold. For the past 3 days she's hardly heard a word I said. I finally got so frustrated and asked her if she was even listening at all. Turns out she can't hear a damn thing. EAR INFECTION. Mother of the year award coming right up.
- I've been making delicious yummy dip. Like guacamole but lighter. Serve with Stacy's Pita Chips (Follow me now on Twitter Stacy people)
- 1 Avocado
- 1/2 Cup Plain Yogurt
- 1Tbsp Mayo
- pinch of salt
- pinch of onion or garlic salt or powder. Mash avocado together and mix until smooth. This is so good for you and so delicious. Except for the Avocado, I always have everything else. All I have to do is buy an avocado.
- If it wasn't for you meddling kids......
- My garden is growing. Peas are starting to sprout along with kale and spinach seedlings. I'm growing rainbow carrots. They are little itty bitty sprouts right now. My Spring onions look beautiful. I have coffee outside every sunny morning while I water them.
- Last week I went out to dinner with Deanna and Leighanne at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Monte Alban. I remembered that I wanted to try the Horchata which I thought was a tea drink. Turns out I was wrong. It was a large iced milky looking drink. It was delicious. Deanna was wary because she thinks she may be lactose intolerant. (is that too personal to write on a blog??) Anyway the next day she was FINE. Which we both thought was great. UNTIL-Until I tried to make Horchata found it was made with RICE!! Not dairy!!! I made it though, it's pretty tasty. You have everything you need to make this at home-I guarantee it.
- I need a new blouse. I drove over to a plaza that has a lot of stores in it. You would think in the whole plaza I could find a blouse. Can I tell you how sick I am of ruffles and crap right down the front of shirts. To be frank, that is not a flattering look for a chesty woman. Neither is puffy sleeves. Besides, I think puffy sleeves look way too precious for anyone over 30. I need streamline. I don't need fluffy frills.... Also, can I also mention how shoddily made I think the clothes at Kohl's are. I swear, the stuff at Old Navy is better-At least you know what you're getting there. I really need this blouse though. I'm off to Talbots tomorrow where I know I will find something that looks good but will be overpriced. They do have good sales though so perhaps I will be lucky.
W. Sunny and nice
R. 12:30 (Oh my!)
Edited to add-The Talbots gods are smiling on me this morning. I received a 20% off my entire purchase coupon via email! Hooray! They send them regularly but I rarely even look at the emails because I don't shop much these days. What perfect timing though!!!
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