The yellow depression glass tray

 I am often quite guilty of impulse buying while I am out antiques shopping.  Big surprise, I know LOL But this tray is one of those purchases I made at Golden Antiques in Summerfield.  I bought this several months ago. It was my second trip to the store, and I always seem to leave with multiple items in hand.  That's not a bad thing necessarily.  Anyway, I was there to look for some Easter decor for the house.  I only had a few pieces and wanted some more so that's why I was there.  Anyway, I saw this tray and just fell in love with it.  It instantly went into my buggy.  I can't remember exactly what I paid for it but I know it was less than $20.

I have always loved depression glass.  I have several books on the subject.  We did not have much of this glass growing up, at least not when I came along. Aunt Mary Lee had a set of green depression glass that went to one of her nieces but that's about all I know. It was well before my time.  But in our many antiques excursions back in the day, depression glass was always in every shop it seems and I loved looking at it.  While green is my favorite color, and I do love green depression glass, yellow is the color I was drawn to.  Yellow is a color that just makes me happy but oddly enough I had no yellow depression glass.

So, when I saw this tray at a good price, I knew that I must have it.  I've only used it once but it's still early, folks!!  The pattern is called Landrum Topaz.  It was made by the Lancaster glass company.  I'm pretty sure this is the sandwich tray and not the cake plate, but I'll have to get out the measuring tape and figure that out definitely.  Either way, I love it.  This pattern seems to have been mostly serving pieces and not dinnerware.  So, I will be on the lookout for more of these pieces on future antiques shopping sprees.  And I look forward to using this more in the future!

Today's Moment of Mindfulness

 

Are you sitting down?  Bring your awareness to your chair or the ground and become aware of pressures against your body and textures on your skin.  Shift your weight to give you greater comfort and notice any areas of tension such as shoulders, lower back or neck. 

If I don't wear it, let it go.

 

As I go through the process of one drawer at a time, I often watch videos or read articles about decluttering spaces.  That's actually where "one drawer at a time" got its name for my process.  Most of what I saw always said starting small as to not overwhelm myself.  That works better for me than trying to tackle an entire room at a time. I can't tell you how many times I stood in my garage for 20 or 30 minutes just staring at the space.  I would get frustrated and then leave for another time only to do the same thing the next go round.  So, doing this in small batches works best for me and I can see progress.

I was watching a video the other day on decluttering and the speaker talked about how holding onto things you don't and won't use and have no true sentimental value could be because you are holding on to a vision of the person you used to be.  That made a lot of sense to me and the timing was perfect for me.  I have been going through clothes over the last week, and I realized that I was holding on to things I no longer wear because of the person I used to be.  Yes, there are some good memories attached to some of these clothes, but they're CLOTHES!! I don't wear them because I can't wear them right now.  If you know me, I will use something until it is dead and completely worn out.  

I decided to donate anything that I cannot wear anymore.  Honestly, that cleaned up about 1/3 of my clothing storage space.  That was pretty amazing.  I used to rationalize keeping things because I would tell myself that one day I will be able to fit into them again.  No, no longer doing that.  I can always buy new clothes down the line.  For me, in this moment, right now, I do not use it and it is taking up valuable space.  Into the donation pile it goes. I had a lot of t-shirts that had become belly shirts.  I can thank my love of cooking for that one LOL There's plenty of wear left in them just not for me.  I had a pair of cowboy boots that I never wore.  Someone will.  Pants I ordered online that ended up being too small in the waist (sigh) but I was too lazy to return them.  Bye bye!!

Saying the person I used to be often sounds so regretful but it's truly not.  I'm not the person I was 2, 5, or 10 years ago.  Hell, I'm not the person I was yesterday.  And getting rid of these items that I do not wear that someone else can is very liberating.  It is helping me to be more of the person I am right now in this moment and I like that.  

Quote of the Week

 

I promise that not all of the quotes I post will come from Sunday's sermon, but this one really struck me. The sermon was about true friends and what that means.  This quote was used to illustrate that, and I have been pondering it ever since.   I have thought a lot about it and the results are both good and bad but it's helping me to move forward. 

Mental Benefits of Boxing

 

I loved my time at the boxing gym years ago.  There was a definite camaraderie there and a sense of community that you don't find many places and I miss that.  But besides the physical benefits of the intense exercise, boxing has mental benefits as well.  Another reason I want to start training again.

It helps with stress and anger relief.  Boxing provides a healthy outlet for releasing tension, stress and frustration through physical exertion. It is a safe way to relieve the worries of the day and is very empowering when that happens.

It elevates moods.  Intense exercise such as boxing helps the body to release endorphins, the body's natural mood boosters.  That helps to reduce anxiety and depression.  I don't have those as much as I used to on a daily basis, but I can account for the fact that I always felt better after boxing training. 

It increases confidence and self-esteem.  Learning how to master new skills and techniques does wonder for the mental state.  And seeing the physical benefits of this intense exercise definitely boosts a person's confidence.  Another reason I want it more.

It enhances focus.  Boxing requires intense concentration to memorize combinations and movement patterns.  This improves mental clarity and discipline which can be transferred to other areas of life.

So, while the physical benefits are obvious, these mental benefits of not only boxing but of all exercise, are helping me to motivate myself and guide me on this journey to a better healthy lifestyle. 

New recipes, Bicentennial Gardens and CUMC

 It's been a good week overall.  Not a whole lot in the way of fun but I did get a little bit in there.  At least things that are fun for me!  As you know, I love cooking my Sunday meal.  I have started referring to it as a Sunday meal rather than lunch or dinner because it's my big meal for the day and has lately been sometime in the middle of the afternoon.  So, last Sunday I tried two new recipes and loved them both.  One was for hamburger gravy.  I saw something about this on YouTube.  I was watching a video about cheap meals from the 70s and this was one of them.  I thought it sounded good, so I looked up a recipe to try.  It was so simple but so filling.  I served it over cheesy mashed potatoes and will definitely make it again.  In fact, I plan on cooking it to take to Dad and June next week.

The other recipe I tried was okra and tomatoes.  This is Paula Deen's recipe. I saw it on an episode of her first cooking show and wrote down the recipe.  This was the one to beat.  I was not sure if I would like it or if it would be anything special but good grief was it good.  It was my favorite thing from last Sunday's meal.  I shared it with two other people and they both agreed that it was very good!  Another keeper I will have in my recipe collection.

I have been picking up my daily walking and have really enjoyed it.  Last Saturday, I decided to take my walk in one of Greensboro's many parks.  I opted for the Bicentennial Gardens.  It's located on Cornwallis and Holden.  I had been there before, but it had been many years.  It was just a lovely experience.  So many places to walk and things to see.  The gardens are simply beautiful.  And at 8 in the morning, it's not too crowded at all.  It felt so good to get out into a garden again.  Seeing the beauty of nature does a soul good.  While I may not get to a different part every Saturday, I would certainly love to try.

I attended my first service at Christ United Methodist Church last Sunday.  I have been meaning to go for a long time and thought I may as well go ahead and try it out.  What a wonderful experience it was.  Everyone was friendly and welcoming.  The sermon was about David & Goliath and there were many good points made.  I took notes haha!  There was a beautiful soloist in the anthem and the service wrapped up with communion.  I had to hurry out after because the service ran longer than I anticipated.  I did not know that they would do communion which adds time.  I actually had something in the oven that I did not want to burn LOL  But on my way out I saw one of my residents from work who is a member of the church and I had no idea.  I'll be going back today.

Hopefully I will get more fun things in this week.  I know I will go and see Dad and June this Saturday but I look forward to discovering what else is in store for me.

Early mornings

 I really like being a morning person.  That is something that I never thought I would say but it's true. 

The older I get the more I enjoy getting up with the sun or even before the sun depending on the time of year.  Growing up, like most kids, I was definitely not a morning person.  I think that many parents struggle with how to get their children up and going before school.  And I was not a breakfast eater when I was a kid so there was no such thing as food motivation back in those days. Somehow, I made it through those years of getting up and 7 and leaving the house around 7:30 for school.  I don't know how I did it but there you go.

And like others that I know, not all, I went through that phase as a relatively young adult when staying up late going out and having a good time were my priorities.  In some ways I wish I could have that time back, but I did create some great memories in those days.  But that was another time when getting up early was definitely not important to me.  I would get up at 8:30 in order to be in to work by 9 or I would actually sleep the mornings away on days I was not working.  I'm not especially proud of that period but it is what it is.

Now, and for the last 10 years or so, I relish getting up with the dawn.  It is my time for me and me alone.  When I was in a relationship, that was the only time I had that I could truly devote to myself.  Once Michael would wake up, my morning would become about getting him ready for work and making sure he had everything he needed.  And there's nothing wrong with that but in retrospect it was unhealthy for me.  But that is when I started loving the mornings.  And I still do now that I'm single.  No matter what is in store for my day, these first few hours are just about me.  Whether or not I am doing something productive or just sitting with my coffee at the computer.  It's my time to do with as I wish.  And that is a precious commodity these days I feel.

Getting up early also allows me to get things done that might otherwise get pushed aside.  I love that sense of accomplishment to the beginning of my day.  It sets the tone for my entire day. The past few weeks I have been getting in a morning walk which has been fantastic.  I am enjoying being outside and working towards my health.  Making that part of my early morning has changed my daily outlook in a good way.  Early mornings are not for everyone.  I often have friends tell me they look at time stamps on my posts and just cannot imagine being up that early.  You have to do what works for you.  And now that I am in my 50s, this works for me.  Early mornings are my favorite time of life right now.