Friday... Just a bit...

Good afternoon everyone,  going share some little items I picked up at a place called Scraps in San Francisco...  It is like a warehouse full of old things scraps of material pieces of lace these sachet's some yarn, glass beads just different things....

        A tiny tin with Peter pumpkin eater ...  Remember him, I do my Dad used to tell me nursery rhymes all the time when I was a little girl...  He told us them all...

        And of course Peter rabbit little tin...

          

                            Sachets, which I love...  Pretty ribbons and beads and they all smell 

Good... 

          

          

          

          

          

          A sweet journaljust in time for Spring...

       And look a duck pad...  My daughter found it in one of the baskets on the shelves, hey mom look at what I found...  And of course I had to have it...

               I got this little piece of sweet material and lace to make something...

               Another piece of ribbon with red satin ribbon running through...

            

         And...  Glass beads in Blues so pretty... Got and Idea for later at Mama's house

                       Doilies  and a cute Blue basket...

        A basket full of tiny good things...  We found out about this from a young woman on the local bus who had a sweet baby blanket I had asked about and she was kind enough to tell about this place where she said that she found the yarn for her baby blanket... We found all of my things plus my daughter quite a few things as well and it was all for five dollars, we were both surprised...It was nice we walked and took a bus it was a beautiful day...

            Wishing you all a lovely day and a wonderful weekend...  with love 

                                       Janice

A spot of tea just for me

        Good morning everyone, I woke up very early like around five this morning my mind was already working...  I tried to keep my eyes shut but the rest of me wasn't having it...  So finally around six or so I got up turned the dryer back on to finish drying my clothes...  With my body tired from yesterday moving the refrigerator cleaning behind inside and outside it seemed to had taken me most of the day...  But I'am happy cause it's all clean now...  I always feel better when things are shinny clean...  But my body is definitely feeling the pain this morning...  I wanted to tackle something else but I'm afraid it will have to wait...  

         So I gathered myself a pretty tray and a pretty doily for a spot of tea...  It is peaceful at the moment everyone is still sleeping, nice and quiet...  Awe...  So I have to enjoy these peaceful moments of quietness when they come about...

       I put on the boiling water and grabbed my little white teapot and my pretty teacup off my dresser...

Thinking I wanted to feel special this morning...  I was thinking after I read something about love not existing...  That yes it does exist in God and ourselves, but we have to start with ourselves and I think when you have gone through a lot it life you lose yourself...  

        And we need to back track and find ourselves once again...  The person we once were, but in need of going through the baggage as they say...  Clearing it all out first...  And learn to enjoy the beautiful things in life once again...

        I have down days a lot cause from my panic and life...  but, I always try to remember God and what the bible says and re focus me...  I myself have gone through a lot in life and have been going through my baggage cleaning out all those things that changed me...  

        I think that saying of surround yourself with the things that you love is good and true...  Get as much sunshine as possible to recieve the vitamins to make you feel happy inside...  Have a quiet place for yourself to reflect and re focus...  And definitly have a pretty teacup and teapot for warm loving tea that can warm your soul...  

        And add a spot of sweet honey...  

        Then your tea and water stir it up and feel the warmth go inside...

        My crocheted flowers for my doily...

        I love this vintage hot pad, I found it at the tea shop, boy, I miss that sweet place...  But it will just have to stay on the back burner for now...

        Wishing you all a most enchanting day...  If I have not visited you lately it is because my data is not to good and I can not download your page...  I'm trying to get some new wi-fi...  

                 With....  Love...  Janice

 

 

Frida and me...

       Good Monday morning,  I had started this post yesterday but ended up going out to the dollar store:  Sunday: no church today because I'am still sick..  They had a special day today across the bay and I really wanted to go.  I missed the first one because my panic wouldn't let me go..  The second time I was broke at the moment and couldn't buy food for the day.  And now sick Yukie...  So I thought since it was sunny some fresh air might help me...  So off I went

         Anyways I thought I share a little Of Frida with you all...

        This is her book " Fridas Fiestas, recipes and reminisences Of Life with Frida Kahlo"

My daughter took it out of the library for me and I have also taken it out several times on my own...

                           I love the book very much..  

Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderon, as her name appears on her birth certificate was born on July 6, 1907 in the house of her parents, known as La Casa Azul (The Blue House), in Coyoacan.  At the time, this was a small town on the outskirts of Mexico City.

http://www.frida-kahlo-foundation.org/biography.html    Here you can read more on here bio.  

       She was an artist  who did many self potraits...  Which I also like...  I learned of Frda  when I was much younger but nothing really about her life, till much later in my life...  This book is about many of the foods she and her husband enjoyed and what she shared with friends and family.  Her husbands daughter, Guadalupe Rivera helped write this book as they said to bring the legend of Frida to life...  Frida loved to celebrate, the book is about 12 fiestas...  It shares many menus and recipes that she made...  

         Day Of The Dead, was one of the days that she celebrated, this day is very important to the Mexican culture...  

       This photo is of Chiles en Nogada, chiles is Walnut sauce,  i have always wanted to make these but haven't yet.  My children are half latin and most of my life I have cooked much Latin foods...  I have prepared chiles before but differently...  

            Frida and her husband Diego...

                  Lovely Tamales...

        Limes with coconut sounds refreshing and lovely...  I want to make these as well...  I love coconut...

   The book is full of color and recipes, and is so vintage...  I'am not sure anyone will treasure as I do but I'm sharing it just the same... She was a very open woman she didn't have a lot of morals in my opinion, but she lived life by the traditions that she grew up with and to the fullest..  she also lived with much pain as well from her accident when she was young...  I wonder if she would had been different if it was not for the accident???  Who knows..  But Frida loved food, and vibrant color and was a loving person which is the part that inspired me...  She was half German from her father's side, which I did not know before...  Her father was German and came to Mexico and married her mother...

                               ( My Doily Rojo... )

       She is the inspiration for my doily in the makings and the blanket as well...  I will name the blanket Frida and the doily My doily Rojo, which means my Red doily...

                        ( The Frida blanket... )

       The blanket is ready to be stitched together and the parts of the doily are still being made...

       Seems that she just grabbed onto her life and lived in a good sense even though it was rocky all the time...  I do not like her frugalness with some of her bad habbits, but for the most part I'am fasinated with her life and ways..

         I loved the way she dressed ...  She always adored herself with jewlery her hair done in ribbons and braids and pretty clothes...  They said it was to take away from the eye from her body and legs being messed up from the accident...

        I love this pretty flowered candle stick holder and on top of the shelve the lovely Blue and White plate she had and tea cups and saucers...

       Look at these lovely vintage green mugs... I think they are pretty...  

      This was her kitchen counter in the casa Azul. The Blue house...  She had such vibrant color in her house...  

        Lovely bright Yellow cabinets filled with things she loved to use...

        This is Fridas art studio, that her husband Deigo added on to the Casa Azul for her...  I think it's divine...  I love all the windows.. 

       Beautiful pottery,  A soup tureen from the Puebla, filled with Squash blossom soup...

            ( Chicken consomme ) 

          ( Sopa Seca De Fideo )  this recipe I'am going to make...

        Eggnog homemade served in a fancy decanter...

            Detail of one of Frida's Tehuana costumes...

               The patio at the Casa Azul, the Blue house...

        From the day of her wedding on she dressed in either Oaxaca style ot antiquated fashion of the Mexican capital both to please her husband and to reflect her personal preference...  The Oaxaca style, as wore by the women of Tehuantepec, is heavy with embroidery, ribbons, and floral motifs...  But when Frida dressed formally sheathed in silk and lace, she was transformed into a lady of the court during presidency of Porfrio Diaz.  In her everyday cotton percale with embroidered hems, Frida became the very image of the muse described by the poet Ramom Lopez Velarde, who wrote about provincial girls "with blouses buttoned to their ears, and skirts to their ankles" ...  

                                    Frida Kahlo

           July 6, 1907 ................................  July 13,1954

       I have read most of thi book, but yet have tried any of the recipes...  But soon it will be a must...

Since Mama's death we have gotten together as a family and last night my grand child asked me will we do this every year...  I replied yes I believe so...  So the celebration of death will be turned into the celebration of life, the presious gift that our heaven Father has given us...  I want it to become of an importance for my children and their children...  To mix the lost of a important life as we knew her to be our back bone in our family, though their were things that we disliked about her ways...  To the celebration of a new life without her,  to become a family with traditions of our own that we never had...  To bring our ever so mixed culture to a standpoint, to identify who we are...  To pull out from the many cultures that we have with in us...  I guess in one I relate to Frida because even though so much went on she had her traditions that came from behind her, from her mother...  My mother had none nor did my grandmother basically...  My grandmother came from a strong Russian back ground but as she left i believe she left most of it behind...  My mother as well she grew up in the house with my great grand parents who came from Russia as imigrants...  Also left it all behind I heard stoies of this and thats but wasnt't given any culture...  So this is where I think its time to develop things..  A new beginning...  

 

              With love,..........     Janice 

                   

Ps my Frida hair do on Thanksgiving the flowers are covering  my braids with the ribbons...  It was fun to wear...