This weekend we carved our pumpkins and did lots of cleaning. Setting up new little cozy corners in the house, washing coats and gloves, and winter blankets. There has been a shift in the air and we are embracing every moment of it.
I hope you had a lovely weekend and were able to join in the Halloween spirit. Almost time…there are discussions at our house of witch costumes (the evil kind, not the good kind), the hulk, a creepy doll, a medieval time girl and a few other ideas thrown in for good measure.
We seemed to have skipped Autumn and headed straight to colder weather. That’s okay, Blackburn’s preschool class searched for Fall and found pieces on UC’s campus.
Today I wore a skirt I found recently at the thrift store. It was only three dollars and I got it hoping it would fit. The length is a little shorter than I would normally wear. I paired it with black tights, a black turtleneck and heels. It was comfortable and added some color to my wardrobe. Not to mention it was cheap!
Ignore my awkward pose, Ben took the picture for me.
I’m a sucker for old quilts and was immediately drawn to this one. No back story, no idea when it was made, but I love it. It is so heavy and has such rich, dark colors. Wool, velvet and corduroy patches. It was one of the first things I saw Sunday at the Fair. It wasn’t expensive, especially for a quilt, but I wanted to look around and wasn’t sure I wanted to spend much, if anything, on myself. So I rubbed my hand over it, mentioned it to my husband and then had one last glance at it before I moved on to the next booths.
Later I passed by an older woman selling handmade afghans folded and stacked on a table. The colors were bright and there wasn’t any flashy signs or decorations just a table with piles of blankets. I did a double take, but was on the other side of the aisle and kept with the flow of traffic. Up and down we weaved and then headed up again, until I was back in front of the woman. She said she needed to make a sale today so she would cut the price a little. There were twin size and queen size afghans. I stood back and looked at the stacks. I saw one I liked for Isabella’s bed, she followed my eye and spread the afghan I was looking at onto the table. Ben wandered off and I stood staring at the blanket. The woman probably thought I was crazy. After a short discussion with Isabella just to make sure she liked it, I bought it.
Walking back down the street I ran into Ben. He had just bought the quilt I had been admiring. So despite not intending to do much shopping, I scored two blankets, both with their own amount of history. One unknown and one from a talented woman who made each row by hand. I am always looking for ways to keep our heat turned down during winter and I think these two will help tremendously.
Any suggestions for washing an old quilt? Gentle wash, dry-clean? Skip all kinds of cleaning…
On Saturday we got into town early so we stopped by my sister’s new place to visit. Then we headed to Thornville to celebrate Ben’s uncle’s 60th birthday. Once at the party, all the little kids got to play together and run around like hooligans. Despite some rough housing nothing was broken and there were no injuries, so it was a success! Right before we left for the night we watched lanterns being lit and set off into the sky. The kids were convinced it was going to get caught in a tree and catch on fire but it sailed away without incident.
Sunday morning we woke up and headed to the main streets in Thornville for the Country Fair. In past years I have had a booth with my mother-in-law and didn’t really shop much, this year was different. We walked through the crowds and kept making lefts until we had seen everything. There was a lot of Ohio State crafts and a lot of reclaimed wood turned into items like bird houses and signs. The kids each had some Halloween money from their Uncle to spend. Vita bought a princess crown and a cute cat doll. Isabella bought a princess crown and Blackburn bought a wooden frog, pull toy. Ben and I purchased a couple of items. A very heavy quilt, an afghan for Isabella’s bed, a wooden Halloween sign and a small wood crow block. Ben was wavering on an Israeli issued gas mask and in the end took the lady’s card to contact in the future. I was on the lookout for a dream catcher, but didn’t see anything that looked natural. The ones for sale had bright pink, purple or blue feathers.
Tomorrow I will show what I did end up buying.
This weekend in between soccer games and a quick visit to the hospital after a soccer injury, we squeezed in a visit to the thrift store. We went to see if we could find any Halloween decorations. There were a few, but none that interested us too much. My thrifting motto has always been that if interests me enough to pick up and carry through the store while negotiating three children through narrow aisles, packed with people and if I still have it in my hand by the time I reach the check out counter, it is worth purchasing. This time around I found some pastel dishes (usually not my thing, but I really liked these), a Roseville pottery crock, a corn husk doll sealed in glass from Czechoslovakia and some books for the kids. Ben found a couple of soccer jerseys and Blackburn snagged a Transformer car from the toy aisle. I also found two skirts (which I will post a photo of at another time).
Ben and Vita made some gluten-free cinnamon rolls from scratch. Each time they make them they get better and better. We spent Sunday night putting up some Halloween items, including putting Vita’s Frankenstein monster in the window and hanging up skeleton and ghost lights on the fireplace.