Guess who forgot St. Patrick's Day ?

I found this cute map you might enjoy looking at. All our family came from County Cork, and settled in NY state near the Erie Canal and Lake Ontario. Actually, most of the Irish up north built the canal. It was a bit more inland near Syracuse. Our small city was about 22,000 not counting the college students.
The Irish settled right on the edge of the lake and named it "Corky Hollow" after County Cork. This would have been my grandmother's family. They all had large families and lived right around the corner from each other. We had a lot of fun growing up and and visiting my grandmother on our bikes. She would give us a grown up size cup of tea -- mostly milk and a small amount of tea and stir it. Another treat was her homemade bread, warm with real butter and brown sugar. That was living!
There were seven ethnic groups that all settled around their churches, and some of them continued to speak their different languages. I have such great memories of it all. On the map, Cork is in the bottom right.
So, I'm a day late, but I hope you all had a FUN day.




Now we are all itching to get out in the yards and get some color going. I am guessing you all have flowers peeking up at you in many different colors. We have a good month to go yet. We have what they call the lake effect, and that keeps us cooler
longer. I remember when my girls were younger, the whole family would drive down to Williamsburg and by the time we got to Harrisburg, Pa we could see the flowers just coming up and no snow there. Just that short 5 hour drive made such a difference.




I have always liked this vase. It looks good with green anything in it. It has that Old World look.




I found this pineapple in the Bath and Body Works the other day. Actually I got a set of two. They are a good size -- a little over 12 " high, and about 8 " in the middle. They are nice and heavy and will take probably a medium size candle. I just love them. I remember when Susan (BNOTP) was telling us about the gingerbread house at Christmas time and how they went so fast. These are selling very fast, also. She mentioned they might have the house again this year, so save up your pennies.......




Lastly, Don't you love the red ? They just perk everything up. So, in the meantime, until we have a bit more sun, these will have
to hold us over until we can get out and play with the good stuff.
You remember my little bird couple ? Well, it looks like things haven't changed much. The woman of the house is still talking !
(and he's not listening). She must really have "issues"?

What's with the Title ???

Lest I confuse you anymore, I will explain a bit of why I like change. I think I was born this way. Growing up I had too many things going on and managed nicely, or so I thought. Fast forward past the family, children, weddings and moving all over the place while my Dad was serving in the service, left me growing in love with change.
I can remember one week during my high school years when my Mom went home for a week to visit her family. I was so excited !
My Dad gave me the ok and I emptied the bedroom, painted the walls, washed and hung the curtains back up. Shined up the bedroom floors, and also the windows. It really looked great and I had so much fun doing it.
NOW, I don't know if my Mom enjoyed change as much as I did, though she did say she like it. From that point on, I always had projects going. Had to have two or three in case we got a snowstorm and I couldn't get out for what I needed. I also managed to have a too active social life, but then, most of us did.

One particular night, a friend and I were baby sitting and the parents of the children didn't get home until quite late. I can't tell you how hungry we were waiting for them to come home. The "fridge" was really empty and even the baby food looked good.
We then found a jar of Peanut butter and another jar of dill pickles. Not to thrilled at the thought of eating them together, either.
Once we started, they tasted better and better. We were SOLD.
To this day we still talk about that night and how good our snack tasted.

So, I have been changing backgrounds, fonts, and colors, but not feeling the title about my baskets told you nice readers what was in my blog. It just didn't match. So, once again, change set in. For whatever reason when I have to make changes, I always think of that night.
My poor husband had to look for his favorite chair once in a while as I usually changed the room while cleaning. I'm sure most of you can relate to that one.
I hope you understand and will join me in loving my new title. I promise to cool it now. I will stick to my picture taking and love of homes.