Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Decorating - Oh Dear!

Well, I am a lost soul. I have not started the least bit of Christmas decorating. I am just beginning to put my fall decorations away. I am beginning to think all this changing of decor is a bunch of hooie! Now, I know Christmas is different but I am telling you decorating for every little holiday is wearing me out. I have done it for more years than I can count. I keep saying I am cutting back, and I really have considering how much I did when my children were young. But now I think I need to cut back a little more.

It could be I am just overwhelmed with everything. I have all these grandiose intentions and then I look realistically at my plans and I realize, oh no, I have too much on my plate.  So having said that, I think I will spend less time decorating and stressing over it all and enjoy the time and season.  It is really a wonderful time of the year.

So how about you.....do you go all out with decorating?   When do you begin your Christmas decorating?


Tuesday, November 15, 2016

A Few of My Interests

Well Hello my dear friends!  I hope you are doing well and happy.  Can you believe we are coming upon Thanksgiving?  Oh my, oh my, how the time goes by.  It is all good though.  We are expecting our first snow storm within the next few hours.  I am glad. . . Yip, I love the change of season, and I love the snow. . that is in the winter I love the snow. . we have had snow in the spring, and I don't want it then, I want it now. . November and it is time for good ole snow.

I thought I would show you a slice of my life. . a few of my interests.  I have posted a lot about my crocheting and sewing, and furniture painting.  But, I do have other interests. And one I have recently started to do again.
I have been going to "Paint Night".  This is my latest painting.
I am really enjoying painting again. In fact that is all I want to do is paint.

To go along my obsession with painting, I have started "coloring"  
in coloring book.  Can I just say it is so relaxing and fun.
I found this fun coloring book at Wal-mart.  Now remember I am a
colorful person, so my paintings and coloring reflect that.
This coloring book has a page with each picture and it asks questions
such as what emotions I felt coloring this picture, or it will ask
what memories I have connected to a particular picture.
It is almost like a window into my life.



Being the journal writer that I am this coloring book has been 
fun for me to do.  Oh, there are many more pages
and I have many more books of coloring .  

Speaking of Journals

I have stacks of journals.  I write in my journal almost every day.
Yip, I am a journal keeper.  
I will let you have a little glimpse, but don't read what I write.
I have told my children, not until I am dead and gone are they
allowed to read my journals.  


I draw and I play with my handwriting. Just to make it interesting.


Journal writing is actually good mental therapy.  I am able to write
my thoughts and feeling down and somehow it makes me feel good.
I don't know when I started, I know I wrote in a diary as a young girl.
For a few years I just jotted down thoughts and activities and then
I evolved into a full routine of writing my thoughts and my
activities in a book.  Now I am doing a thing they call
Bullet Journaling.  It is really fun.  I will show you once
I get going with it.


So there you have a little idea of what my interests are and
what keeps me busy.

Have a wonderful November!












Sunday, November 6, 2016

Times Are Changing

Oh, my goodness, where does time go.  It is November 6th.  Halloween is long over, we haven't had Thanksgiving (the forgotten holiday) and we are now on to Christmas.  On Tuesday November 8th we Americans will be going to the election polls to vote for a new President.  I won't touch that subject on my blog.  I have plenty to say but not here.  As they say, "Time Marches On", and if you aren't going to march onward Time will leave you in dust and rubble.  It seems sometimes I wish my life away.  And I am too old to do that.  I think if I only had this or that, or maybe in a few months things will be better.  Huh!  I have found it is better to live in the moment and enjoy every second of it,  look to the future with hope, and remember the past with a thankful heart.  I read a little saying that said something like this. . .
Don't be sad it is over, be happy it happened. 
I have found that it is best for me to find the blessings of the present. . . There is so much to be thankful for.
Time is  the natural changer of things.  We are in constant change.  Believe me I have had my share of change. And I struggle with change.  I know, I know, I am changing my home decor all the time, but that is different.  I mean the real life changers.  I have a hard time.  I think that is why I like things left the way they are. . .Don't move me, don't change the way I do things, just let me be. . 
Now today I have to deal with the time change.  Daylight Savings Time.  I would like to know where the savings is. . .It throws me into turmoil.  Ya, a silly thing like changing the clock back or forward.  I don't like it.  Just leave the clock the same. . I prefer the natural time which is Mountain Time for me.  This time change is easier for me that the one in the spring.  When we spring forward.  At least today I get my hour back. 

There are times when change is good. 
The little picture on the bottom is a flea market find.  
The painting of the daisies is beautiful.  But the frame was ugly!
  So with some tender loving care, white paint and some gold paint 
I was able to change it to something beautiful.
I love it.  And it looks so pretty hanging in my living room.

So you see time and change can be good under certain circumstances.  Some of the reason I took my break from blogging was because I had lost interest in blogging.  I wasn't the same as when I started 6 years ago. In the beginning the bloggers were all so kind, and often we made friendships through our blogs.  To me it seems it is too competitive.  Too commercial. . The fun of meeting new people and learning of their life behind the blog has been lost.  I miss that.  I still have my blogs I follow regularly. They are real people.  I have watched as they have gone through joys and sorrows.  Not only have I seen their creative genius, and have taken advise from them, but I have found friends. . They may not even know how much I enjoy reading their blogs.  For me I want the feeling of community in the blog land.  The way it once was.  Brenda from Cozy Little House, recently wrote a post about the change.  I totally agree with what she said.  If you have a chance you can read it here.  

Well I think I am rambling now.  So I had better get back to my latest and greatest time consuming project.
Coloring.  I will tell you about it in another blog.  Please do come back. . .



  

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Coming Back~~Harvest and October Decorating

Well, as I told you before, I had to take a little break from Blogging.  And I really wondered if I would be back.  But as I thought about it I realized I like it. . .a lot. . . and I like the people who visit my blog, and the blogs I follow. . .a lot. . .So here I am after several months of being away, I am back.  And I am so happy to return to something I like doing.
If you are wondering, I had a little "melt down".  It seems some things in life became too much for me.  It caused me to have not only stress mentally and emotional, but it has taken a toll on me physically.  Recommendations from my doctors is to cut back on things.  Stop trying to do everything, and be everything.  After a lot of inward soul searching and re-evaluating my life and my situation I decided I needed to take care of a few things.  I need to stop and enjoy my life.  I need to stop and enjoy the little things in life.  It is easy to see the big things, but it is the little things that make like so interesting and it makes me feel so blessed.  I feel I am a religious person, but most important I am a spiritual person.  I read from my scriptures every day.  I pay many times a day.  I spend time getting to know my Savior. . . But. . .was I letting the Lord help me when life became too much. . .sadly No! I thought I had to do it all, and then ask for His help.  I was wrong in thinking that.  I can only do what I can do and it is ok to turn to the Lord for His Divine help.  That is what the Atonement is about. . .His Grace is sufficient.  He will make up for what I can not do. . .and I am blessed to come to that realization.  He will even do it all if I can not. . What wonder and amazement. . He will do it for me.  His Grace is sufficient.  I love the great story of Paul in the New Testament.  Paul was a valiant servant for Jesus Christ.  He was imprisoned he was tortured for proclaiming the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  He wrote some of the greatest sermons and epistles in all of Scripture, but Paul had a "thorn" we do not know what that "thorn" was, nor do we need to know.  It was between Paul and the Lord.  Paul ask numerous times if the Lord would remove the "thorn".  Then finally one day the Lord told Paul basically to stop asking.. . . He said "My Grace is Sufficient." Paul no long ask for the "thorn" to be removed.  In fact, he recorded in Romans Chapter 5, that  "he gloried in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience. and patience, experience and experience hope."
The Lord is not done with me. . .I will continue to have bumps in the road of life. . I will have times when I feel I can not continue on. . .I stumble and I may even fall. . .my constant prayer is that  His hand will always be there for me, He will life me up. . bind up my wounds and send me on my way.  I will accomplish what He has sent me to this earth to accomplish.  He will not let me fail. . .because of His Infinite Atonement, His Divine Grace, all things can and will work together for my sake.  "For who can be against us if Christ is for us?" " For I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me."

Now having said that. . let me share with you some of my
October Harvest Decorating.
When I was feeling so down, and could hardly function, my friend said to me
"why do you do all this decorating? It is too hard for you."
My reply was . . . because it makes me happy.
When I can no longer decorate my home. . .you will know I have given up.
And I am not giving up.  I may not do as much as I one did.
But I still like to change things out.
Especially during the months of  with holidays.
I love the colors of the Harvest.
The oranges, the golds, the brown.
It gives me a "comfy homey" feeling.
Of course the little Terrorist Teddy. . is my photo bomber.
Actually he is on neighborhood patrol. . he watches out the
window for anything that may look suspicious. . Hahahaha!
The least little thing to him is suspicious.
My little obedient Terrorist, Cash is standing next to me.
Oh, how I love these two little babies of mine.
Animals give us so much joy.

I hope your day is filled with goodness.
Enjoy this time of year. . it is glorious. . and beautiful!

Hugs,




Wednesday, October 26, 2016

I Will Be Back

Hello my friends. Thank you for sticking with me. I have been away for a couple of months. I had a personal crisis. Just a little bump in the road of life. I am ok, I will be back blogging. Through this time period I have realized Karie's Chic Creations is good for me. I have made friends with people I have never seen. I follow your blogs and my blog friends inspire me, in many aspects of my life. I hope to share my life, my creations, my home just as you share with me.  So be patient with me. I will be posting real soon. Hugs to each of you.   Karie

Monday, August 8, 2016

Homes of the Old Western Frontier~ Kanab, Utah

My friend recently took a little road trip to Southern Utah to visit my friends and family.  Particularly my brother and his family who live in Kanab, Utah. What a great time we had.  The trip was short but full of memories.  One of the things I like to do is travel the back highways and see the little western communities.  I like to see old houses that were once cherished homes of strong and industrious families who lived in harsh elements and far from the growing cities of the West.  My imagination will wonder and search for what it must have been like for them. I have been to Kanab many times, but this time I stopped long enough to take pictures of two houses that have always caught my eye. They have been well taken care of over the century plus years they have existed.  Beautiful structures that are call Home.  "If only wall could talk."


Roses were easy for the early settlers to grow.  It seems there is always roses
that line the front fence, and a rose garden to the side of the house.

Old houses have multiple porches.  I love the big old front and side porches.
 Love this house with the unique architecture 
 The front steps and porch or situated at an angle.  I also love the 
front boy windows.
 Sandstone brick. . .remember this is red rock country.
Notice the colored spindles on the porch.
 There were lots of trees planted to cool the homes from the
hot desert summers in Southern Utah.
 Tree lined streets and large grassy areas.  I can picture a lot of
picnics and family and friend gathers on the large lots.
Beautiful homes of the long ago past. Well preserved and some restored
to their original beauty.  My imagination can go wild in picturing what it must
have been like for the people living here.  I know life was not easy, seldom is it even now
but no matter the day or the time or the century we live in we can cherish
and be thankful for our wood and stone houses that we call home
Home Sweet Home.



Monday, July 18, 2016

The Spirit Of A Home

Well, good morning to everyone. I hope you had a good weekend.  Not so good for me.  I don't know what is going on with me, all I can say is I am "out of kilter".  Something is just not right with me.  I had a migraine on Friday so that really put me "out of kilter".  Migraines are horrible.  If you have never had one be grateful.
 But that isn't what I want to talk about today.  
I like to take picture of old house.  Houses that are well taken care of.
Houses that have some character. . . Houses that are Homes.
Now remember there is a big difference in Houses and Homes.
As the poem goes,
"It takes a heap of livin to make a house a home."
I have found this to be true.
This is my childhood home.
My Aunt Diane lives in the home now.  But originally it belonged to my Grandma Dot.  My Grandma was a young widow. My Grandpa died of strep throat.  Long before we had antibiotics. They were living in Washington state at the time.  It was in 1930.  My Grandma was left with three young children and was expecting my Aunt Diane.  After my Grandpa died my Grandma returned back to Utah to be near family.  Her parents my Great-Grandparents were living in our families home town of Payson, Utah.  Basicly my Grandma was homeless. . .she lived with my Great-Grandparents for awhile until my Aunt was born.  Now remember this is 1938.  Not much opportunities existed for young widows. . especially in rural Utah.  They family knew they needed to get a place for my Grandma to live and raise her family.  So in the Old Mormon Family way, everyone worked together to build this home for my Grandma.  

My Great Grandparents Home.
Not long after my Grandma's home was completed the family helped build this home.  My Great-Grandparent home.  Soon after my Great-Uncle build his home on the other side of my Grandma.  

It was in these secure surroundings that I grew and matured.  Many of life lessons was taught to me in the confines of these homes.  Under the care and love my my Grandma, and my Great-grandparents, Aunt, Uncles and Cousins I learned life lessons.  Lessons that would carry me through the storms of my life.  Lessons that would help me see sunshine, when I was surrounded by darkness. In these homes I was taught strong Christian values, and standards.  Under the nurturing care of my Grandma, I learned how to face challenges with faith that I can be happy and at peace.  

Yes, it does take a "heap of livin" to make a house a home.  And it is the lessons we were taught in the home that we will carry forever in our hearts.  I believe that houses have a spirits. . .yes, Spirits.  The spirit of the home is created by the people who live there.  These houses I have shown you here have GOOD spirits.  You can feel it the minute you step in the door.  Housekeeping is just keeping a place. . .but Homemaking is making that place a home. A Home  with a Good spirit.  Maybe that is what has happened to our society today, there is not enough Homemaking.  It is just streets and cities with houses and not enough homes with Good spirits.  

My Home
It could be that if we all tried to bring back the Home in Homemaking, and thought less of the House we could change the world to a more nurturing and loving place.  Now by all means a Home should look nice and clean, for a good spirit can not reside in a messy cluttered house.  I truly believe the tide must change and more time and thought and action needs to be placed in the Home.