Thursday, February 28, 2013

NaHaiWriMo - Day 28 - kitchen


It is the last formal day of the NaHaiWriMo.  It was good for me to wrack my brain to come up with something from someone else's prompt.

The kitchen is the center of the house and home.  I love puttering around the kitchen with family and friends. Before the digital revolution, the dinner table was were all the juicy tidbits of the day were shared.

I catered for close to 20 years so the kitchen was also a work place for me.  I loved it because everyday was a new challenge.  After catering all week, I would still spend 2 hours making dinner on the weekends so I could eat what I wanted.  For five years, my best friend and I did our catering - they were some of the best times I ever had.


sunday afternoon
pots, pans, utensils everyhere
week's worth of cooking done

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

NaHaiWriMo - Day 27 - garage


Two moves ago, I had to empty a basement and a garage.  I was only in the house for five years but I amassed a ton of stuff.  I had family help me sort what I was taking (and not taking).  I had a very cathhartic purge letting go of stuff I had moved with me for years and never opened and realized that I don't miss.


readying to move
prioritizing memories
culling garage

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

NaHaiWriMo - Day 26 - closet

Once, when I was much younger, my parents left me in charge of the younger siblings and went to a political function.  One of my sisters got locked in the closet.  After trying to get her out for a while, I called my parents who promptly came home.  I did manage to get my sister out before the parents got home, but locked her back in as I heard them coming up the driveway.

The next day, my father took all the locks off the doors inside the house except the bathroom.

sister's locked in closet
parents on the way home....
what to say...what to say....

Monday, February 25, 2013

NaHaiWriMo -Day 25 -dining room

The house I grew up in did not have one of these.  In my dream house, there is not one because I would rather have an eating in kitchen or a breakfast nook.  I think it makes a house much more homey.

Only one of the places I ever lived in had a dining room in it - but it was a very cool room with stained glass door and a glass chandelier over the middle of the table.  I lived with a bunch of ladies over a span of ten years and have some very wonderful memories of time spent in that room- especially on the weekends.  We would have bowls of leftovers a new main dish.  We would catch up with each others' weeks and there was a lot of giggling. 


saturday night-
refrigerator review
grace dining room table

Sunday, February 24, 2013

NaHaiWriMo - Day 24 - bathroom

Now this is a loaded room to pontificate upon.

Sharing a house with five / six other ladies was interesting.  Talk abut time management - we all had to get out of the house within a span of 1.5 hours.  Luckily we had two bathrooms.  The one on my floor had a claw foot tub, the other one had a shower.  I would onlu use the shower on test days because I would scribble equations on the shower door to remember formulae.  And yes, I am a geek / nerd / vectorhead.

I do not have a tube these day and I sorely miss it.  My only solace is that the bathroom is the warmest room in the house - in the winter that it is a very big deal.

morning toilette-
enjoying the warm floor
a few seconds longer

Saturday, February 23, 2013

NaHaiWriMo- Day 23 -bedroom.

I really like my bedroom with the exception of the light darkening curtains I had to buy when I got my present shift. This place has a set of shelves for one set of my closet so I can organize and sisplay stuff I'd like to keep at hand.

It is place of sanctuary  on a rainy or snowy day and especially after a long hard shift.

post shift from hell-
enjoying the sunrise rise
travel through my bedroom

Friday, February 22, 2013

NaHaiWriMo - Day 22 - living room

After colors we move on to household rooms - No I don't get it but I will go along for the ride.

The house I grew up in had grey wall paper when I moved into it way, way back in the day.  It has been seen a multitude of colors over the years. 

When I was growing up and  into my collee years, it had the only TV in the house and we had to actually decide what to watch.

My sister and her family now live in there.  In the last two years, the floor was replaced and a bay window added.  Every now and then when we are all together, I remember daddy in his chair, smoking his pipe and commenting on the shows (I guess that is why I talk back to the tv).


looking at tv
in my mind's eye
daady's in his chair