Monday, February 8, 2016

High Five to Turning 5 Today!

My boy, Ricky Ricardo, is 5 today.

5 years young, that is!

I think Ricky was made especially for me.  I love every single thing about him, and he always brings a smile to my face. He's smart, he's funny, he's a cuddler, and he loves going on walks with me. He's a great big brother to Lucy. And he's nice to everyone he meets.  But he makes it clear that I'm his number one!

I just couldn't love him any more than I do. He gives me hugs all the time, and when he does, he puts his paws on my shoulders and pulls me in towards him and gives me kisses.  So I know as much as I love him, the feeling is mutual.

So High-Five, my sweet and handsome boy.  You're the best boyfriend a girl could ever have.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

The Way You Do One Thing Is The Way You Do Everything

Let that phrase sink in for a minute.

The way you do one thing is the way you do everything.

I heard someone say that on a podcast I was listening a few days ago. The phrase rang so true to me, and I've been thinking about it ever since.

The way you do one thing is the way you do everything.

Sometimes, when something seems unimportant or insignificant, I can be a little careless. But I would be far better off if I tried my best when I approached any and all aspects of my life-- both the things that seem insignificant, and the things that seem hugely important.

The way you do one thing is the way you do everything.

Friday, January 22, 2016

Enid Collins, I Love You

I'm crazy for vintage hand bags.  In particular, I am bananas for Enid Collins purses.  They come from Texas, from the 1960s, and they are jeweled.  So of course I have a strong pull towards them. To me, they are each a work of art.  Although you might come across some that are similar, they are each unique since they're handmade...Different jewel colors, different trim, different sizes, and other subtle variations on the same design.
Enid Collins "Carriage Trade" Bucket Bags from the 1960s
Some of the designs are more rare than others, so occasionally I run across one I've never seen before.

Lately, my eyes (and hands) have been drawn to the Enid Collins box bags.  They aren't a super practical purse to carry around, but boy oh boy are they cute as anything!  The other day I ran across this little treasure and I am in love with it. It's so special. Although I buy and sell a lot of Enid Collins purses, there are a few I'm pretty sure I could never part with, and this is one of them...

Enid Collins "Je Vous Aime" Box Bag circa 1960s
Enid Collins Box Bag
I doubt I could fit all the stuff I usually carry in a purse inside this cute box, so for now, it's just my favorite bit of home decor!
I love you, Enid Collins.
You can find a few Enid Collins bags for sale in my Resparkable Vintage shop over at Etsy by clicking HERE.

Monday, January 18, 2016


I have always loved this song by James Taylor.  I remember when I was a 1st grade teacher, I wanted to get my class to learn this song and sing it for MLK day, but regretfully, I never did. It would have sounded pretty sweet (and maybe a little funny) with those voices singing it....

Here's the original album version by James Taylor.

And here is a newer version by a vocal group that I saw recently on Facebook. I'm so glad this song is being rediscovered.  It's worthy of a much bigger audience.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

No More Silly Pictures

So you know what I hate?
And I know... hate is a strong word.  I try to save it for stuff I feel passionately against.

And here it is.

You know how when you're in a group photo of some sort, and you take one normal picture... but then~ BUT THEN, someone yells out, "Okay, now let's all do a silly face!"  And then everyone does some dumb face, or pose, or puts up bunny ears, or sticks their fingers up their nose, or whatever. Gross.
thank God i don't know any of these people

It's not fun for me at all.  And it's never funny when I see the pictures later.  It's just stupid.  And I hate it.

What I totally enjoy though, is when someone is caught off guard and has a stupid look on their face.  That is magic for me.  Unless it's me. Which most often, it is. But at least it's real.

But I think most people look awkward and not funny at all during the purposeful silly picture.

It's that time of year when people take lots of pictures with groups of people.  Can we please rethink this stupid spin on it?

I've just decided- just in this moment- that next time I'm asked to be "silly" in a photo, I'm totally not going to participate.  I refuse.  I will never regret that I didn't join in on the stupidness.

That is all.