
As shown on the box, they're low in fat--only 1 gram of saturated fat per pop and zero trans-fat. Normally, I tend to shy away from reduced fat junk food, but these are VERY good. In fact, I think I'm addicted to the dark chocolate flavor.
I write fluff. I see pink. This is my blog.
This vintage cobalt sugar bowl was purchased at Fred's booth at the Hopkins Antique Mall. The people in Hopkins were very nice. Whenever we walked into a store, the merchant would announce "You're with that Fiestaware group!" They were always happy to see us. We helped stimulate the economy.
This turquoise single egg cup (far right) also followed me home from Hopkins. Here, he's posing with his buddies on the dining room shelf.
More to come...
I was able to find the missing piece to my Harlequin double egg cup collection--chartreuse! I refer to this as my trip trophy.
Jerry's display of Homer Laughlin premium ware. Every one of these items came from boxes of oatmeal or laundry soap.
On Saturday afternoon, Pat (Q's mom) picked me and Sallie up and we went antiquing in nearby Hopkins. In one antique mall, I found some of the same Fisher Price toys I enjoyed as a child.
Sallie and I referred to this as the Goodie Cabinet. Her stuff is on the top shelf and mine is in the middle. This picture was taken before Saturday night's awards banquet and auction. Between party gifts, drawings, and awards, we acquired even more stuff than is shown here.
One of the weekend's activities was the "State Your State" game. We were given a list of all 50 states and had to gather signatures from conference attendees, based on their home state. I "won" the prize for gathering the least amount of names. Fred deduced that this was because I didn't know the local language. So I was given a copy of How to Talk Minnesotan. (photo by Rebecca D.)
Chuck: "More jellybeans!"
Denise (the one from New Mexico)
advised implored me to bring an extra suitcase. She said "you'll need it."
And she wasn't kidding. I had told myself that I would only buy small items like egg cups, ornaments, and sugar bowls. Well, it didn't quite work out that way. After acquiring a covered casserole, a disk pitcher, and a large oval platter later, both of my suitcases were FULL! The carry-on bag was full of vintage ware, while the Post-86 stuff had to ride in steerage.
Even so, everything made it home safe and sound without breakage. It's a good thing I brought extra bubble wrap. I needed every bit of it.
I made lots of great friends at conference. Including:
--Jerry and Joan from North Carolina
--RJ and Renee from Wisconsin. They got married just a few days before conference.
--Sheri and her mom, Elvie
--The Denises--all three of 'em. DeniseNM and I have known each other for awhile, but I finally got to meet Denise from VA and Denise from NJ.
--Rebecca from Washington
--Ms. Bea. She complimented my hair. You don't get higher accolades than that. :-)
--Michael and Bobbi Jo. They live nearby in Avondale.
--Kathy from Wisconsin. She knew who I was the minute I walked in the hotel lobby on the first day.
--Sid and Maryann from Ohio
--Steve and Terry from Kentucky
--Joe and Michele from Kansas
--all the HLCCA officers, including Sandra, Kit, Richard, Merrill, David, Michael, and Susan.
--and everyone with whom I shared a table, stood in a buffet line, or rode in the hotel elevator.
The rug got wet during Thursday's storm. And since the humidity hasn't gone down, the rug never dried out. As a result, we now have a little science experiment propagating on the front porch.
I had been wanting to get a new doormat anyway.
It all started the previous summer. I had what was perhaps the best babysitting gig ever. I watched two boys, ages 8 and 11 (translation: no diapers), who had no bedtime for me to enforce. Their mom always left us money to order pizza, and consistently paid me more than my $2 per hour rate. Twenty dollars for one night's work was big money for a teenager in 1987.
These boys also had Nintendo. And we would spend hours playing Super Mario Bros. "Zane" and "Jack" showed me where all the 1-UP mushrooms were located, how to get to the warp zones, and a few game glitches that can only be solved by running the clock out.
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Now, I'm teaching the game to my son. Problem is, I never learned the proper names of all the characters, animals, and other game features. What I call a "bigness mushroom" Lucas refers to as "human growth hormone". Everytime he gets one, he remarks, "bigger self-esteem...smaller nads". My knowledge base wasn't near as broad when I was 10.
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But a lot of time has passed since those days in Zane and Jack's living room. I have forgotten where many of the free guys and hidden coin boxes are. I certainly can't beat the game anymore. Even so, I usually mange to score enough points that, if translated to money, I could pay off our mortgage.
This color looks strikingly close to vintage Ivory (left).
I think Ivory will do for Pale Yellow what Evergreen did for Juniper last year. They are very close to the same color (see above). Only those with a Fiesta trained eye could tell the difference.
"Anything worth doing is worth
overdoing."
--Mick Jagger