My Favorite Songs!

dream-quotes-pictures-7-3296f7b2This week I am counting down to a special day for me by sharing some of the songs from my teen years on my Facebook Page. Join us on my author page and share some of your favorite songs or share them right here. Songs bring back memories of good times, bad times, sad times and old friends. They are part of our past that shaped who we are today. Here is my Facebook Post for today. Like my page and put a song in your heart this week. Julie’s Author Page On Facebook.

It’s a beautiful day today. 7:12 a.m. and I’m into my day. Took a little walk around 6:00 a.m. The walk was peaceful and inspiring. Today I share another song that I liked from my teen years. I forgot about this song called Early In the Morning. Very fitting for it being early for me. Be sure and share your memory songs. Post them here. Countdown to my birthday this week with old memories. I want to hear from you. https://youtu.be/9hN9YRo7y1s… Now to writing my column and Fuchsia #4

You Bought What?

I named this blog Sprinkled Notes  because my mind is sprinkled with ideas and it flits around here and there. You never know what you are going to get when I post on this blog.

The problem being a creative person is the fact  it is hard to stick to one thing for very long. I have discovered if I hit a block with my writing, it is time to take a few moments to do something else creative.

I like to try different things. Sometimes the things I create are successful and other times they are a bomb. Failure with something is fine with me, at least I tried.

I was not happy having limited counter space in my kitchen. Contrary to popular belief writers don’t always make a lot of money, and it is feast or famine, so new cupboards were out of the question. I happened to find a small, old metal, kitchen cabinet that was very rusted. I fell in love with it. It had the porcelain top that matches an old table I had  also worked a little magic on. I might add that the ones in my household that like this table is me and my cats.

The other person in my household was not impressed with my find, but bless his heart, he let me have fun with the cabinet and he moved the finished product into my kitchen. I don’t know if the way I recycled it was correct but here are the steps I used.

1. Cleaned it with TSP
2. Sanded the rust. (Make sure you wear a mask).
3.Scraped the paint off the top that was covering the porcelain. I used a green paint remover. Can’t remember the brand and I threw away the empty bottle.
4. Two coats of Rustoleum primer.
5. Two coats of Rustoleum Gloss Enamel.

Make sure you use a mask and let it dry in between coats. Disclaimer: I am not an expert, don’t know if I did it the right way so before doing this you might want to consult someone.

I had fun,  it is in my kitchen, and I love the breadbox inside of the cabinet. At one time were doors, but they were not with the cabinet but it didn’t matter to me.

Here are the before and after pictures

Before

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Top being cleaned

Finished

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Mother’s Always Have Your Back!

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Mother’s Day is approaching. How will you spend your day? I miss my mother. We didn’t always get along. We were both head strong people with very different personalities. As I have gotten older, I now realize why she was the way she was. Life changed her. My mother didn’t have an easy life, and I must admit, I probably didn’t make her life any easier.

She loved her grandkids and she loved me. She developed Alzheimer’s in her later years. The last two years of her life in the nursing home she was funny, cute, and a witty old woman. I suspect she was the person she was before life hit and responsibilities changed her.

I wish I could tell her all I now understand and say “I’m sorry,I didn’t understand”. She was a strong woman and when I was younger I didn’t want to be like my mom, but now I recognize that I want that strength. I want the keep-going attitude. She taught me that. In the last two years of her life she didn’t always know who I was, but I know that she would never choose to forget me. I chose to enjoy the humor and try and guess who I would be in her mind each time I visited her.

When my mother died I was going through an upsetting time in my life. She knew nothing about this.  The last evening I visited, where she fell ill hours later, she said to me, not knowing I was going through a tough time, “God knew what he was doing. He has a plan and it will all work out.” My mother never talked about God. This was an unusual thing for her to say and I knew that she was going to leave our world and leave me. I was right, I got the call hours later. She went from the healthy woman I visited earlier in the evening to being ready to leave this earth will an illness.

I was an only child. My mother, in spite of our differences and our arguments, always had my back, and I always had hers. We spent every Christmas, every Easter and every Mother’s Day together. Some of those holidays it was only for a few hours but I never missed one holiday with my mom in her 93 years.

I miss her. I hear her whispers when I need courage. I wish I had showed her more respect and more love. On this Mother’s Day, spend time with your mother. Make your mother feel special so you don’t have any regrets. A mother is your biggest fan and your biggest supporter. She will be honest and tell you when you are making mistakes. You might not always like what she says, but she will always have your back, and that includes being honest about your behavior. A mother will risk your wrath to change your life or make it better. A mother is love and when your mother is gone, you will never know another love like that in your life, but your will pass that love along to your children. Happy Mother’s Day. Take time to make your mother feel cherished always.

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