Birthday Party Part I

Grace, elegance, and pure kindness dwell within my mother. She celebrated her 80th birthday in my home with  75 friends and relatives. 

I luuuuv these tissue paper puffs. You can find them at Prost to the Host on etsy. The come flat and folded, and it's a party in itself pulling out the tissue paper pieces and foofing them up!  They are the perfect decor for a birthday celebration.

I hung turquoise and peacock blue puffs in the sunroom above the guestbook table. The peacock blue is my FAV color, but they are all flouncy, foofy and fun. 

The puffs in the dining room are white, light blue, and pale turquoise. These babies will stay up for awhile. I can't bear to take them down.

Here's a little sneak peek (above) of the food and favors. You will have to wait for Part Two!

Happy Birthday Mom!  

Blessings to all of you,

Baby Scrubs for Halloween

The perfect Halloween costume for your little Dr. or nurse from size 6 months to child size 8!

These outfits will get used long after Halloween is over. They are from my website- Hannah Banana Baby.
If you want it monogrammed  Dr/R.N........ hop on over and order before Oct. 5th. If you don't want it monogrammed, then Oct. 12th is your date.

In one week I will be back blogging in full swing. I will have lots of decorating pics of the big 80th birthday bash I will soon be hosting for my sweet mother. 


Holstein Chair

HE called MY chair redo a Holstein. Are you serious? Darling, have you been farming/ranching a little too much?

The joy of recovering furniture is that you can plan EXACTLY how you want it to look. Yes Dear, I planned the chair to look this way. The cushion can be either white or black, or shall we say Jersey or Angus! Which do you prefer?

This is how the arm chair looked before it was reupholstered. It was covered in golf fabric and resided in a bedroom. This chair has big sturdy arms, yards of upholstery tack, and is comfortable. The logical choice was to reupholster and reuse. Plus, reupholstering cost less then buying new AND I was able to choose the design. The side chair was moved to the main floor family room.

Remember the new chandelier. It has been hung.

Holstein? It just had to be a compliment.

Blessings, Ele

Back to School

I am the Summer Mother.
The mother that loves having the children home for the summer, and hates when school starts.
The mother most Back to School magazine articles briefly mention.
The forgotten mother.
The mother that is mislabeled as "organized, perfectionist, or has it together".

The Back to School articles are funny, humorous and somewhat amusing as Winter Mothers "lose it" from being around their children all summer. The mothers exuberantly post the countdown days until school starts, and yell "yahoo" as they drop their child off at school. The first day of school, is their favorite day of the year.

not me.
i am a sad state.
for 20 years I have sent a child(ren) off to school.
i avoid the countdown like the plague.

Yes, I am the mother that followed the bus for each child's very first day of school, (kindergarten). It was a parade of sorts. Stopping to pick up children. The bus, another car, and I, traveled in a single file line. See, I wasn't the only one. The classroom teacher (was forced to) shut the door on my face as I tried to get my child to wave to me one more time. Yeah, I've got it together.

Yes, I am the mom whining in the school supply aisle. Did you see my child holding my hand? It was for me. They get me. They reassure me that they "have" to go to school and it will be alright. My child(ren) is the one that checks and double checks the school supply list, and once we get home goes through everything a third time just to make sure he/she has what is needed. They say I'm organized, hmm?

I have sent children to school as close as 3 miles away, and as far away as Greece. Distance is not the issue. It feels the same. If my child travels by train/plane to get back to school (college), I say good bye at the front door. Mr. Heaven is their chauffeur to the airport, or train station. It's my way of handling it. They understand. Perfection? Hardly.

So, as this school year starts I say, "Summer and Winter Mothers unite." I think we should help each other the whole year. None of us are organized, perfect, or have it all together. We all just do the best we can.

Have a great 3 day weekend,