Photo Session Turns Into Cat Fight

We were having fun, taking pictures today with a new outfit from Gramma Daisy (of The Daisy Chain.)



We had this chair in our antique booth but brought it home for Dear Bebe to play in. It was perfect for taking pictures with her new Cat in the Hat from her Auntie.

Awwwwwww! She just loved getting kisses from kitty.

Well, Love, our gray cat likes to sleep in or on things as noted here in this post. I was quite surprised when she jumped up into the chair to try it out for herself. It must have looked like a great place to sit. Or, she was jealous no one was taking pictures or giving her any kisses.

So, not wanting to disappoint Love, I started snapping her photo

in model-like fashion....when all of a sudden....

Our completely jealous and very territorial kitty, Sissy,

made it clear she didn't like it very much.

Things escalated from there. Flattened ears on one cat,

the arched back on the other. Not looking good.


Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrreoooooooooowwwwww!

Watch out for those fangs!

Whooie. We had to break it up before it got too nasty.

Kind of catty, dontcha think?

Going Daffy

Now here's the kind of daffy I like! The daffodils are in full bloom around our house. They peep out of the ground even when the leaves on the trees have not made their appearance. Signs of spring, cheerful hello's from the ground.

I'm loving it.

Hubba Hubba Hubby

It's Friday night. I wanted to blog all day but didn't get a chance. I wasn't even sure what I was going to blog about. But now, after receiving a visit from this fun blogger, I now know what I'm going to say in my post.

I'm awarding Dear Hubs with the Hot Hubby Award! Yay! This one is for you. And I do think he is pretty cute, but that is not why he is getting this award. I'd love to show you his picture but he doesn't like his photo being shown on the blog so we'll have to use a stand-in:

This is for all of the help with Dear Bebe, for being Mr. Fix-It, for the pound cake you baked yesterday, the help you give me around the house, and for all the other things you do!

Thank you, honey!

And for all of the other bloggers out there, feel free to grab the award and pass it along to your hot hubby!

Projects Projects Projects

Ever have a project you started and never finished? More than one? Two? Too many to count?

I think I have too many to count. And since I can't count them all, I'm just going to show you the two I have pictures of in my computer. Last summer I started working on this little doll dresser. It has since been painted white. At least I accomplished something! All that is left is the oval mirror that goes with it and maybe a knob makeover.

Maybe this spring I can get it out of storage (the garage!) and help it find a new home. When I am finished with it I may try selling it in our antique booth or maybe on the website. I tend not to sell items that are difficult to ship but we'll see.

The other project is this cool display piece. I absolutely love it. While it is not very large, I can just see it painted a shabby white and used for displaying vintage photos or silver items, small heirloom pieces I've collected from relatives over the years. The top piece of glass was actually very scratched plexiglass so I am waiting on Dear Hubs to get a replacement. When I do finally finish it, I don't know where I would put it in our house. Let's just hope I get to it. Dear Bebe keeps me pretty busy.

Then there's about a thousand others things I'd like to work on...but I'll just start with these. Hopefully I will have some great photos to show you in a few months of how they look with their new makeovers.

What projects are you working on? I'd love to hear about them.

Who Could Resist?

I think I've become one of THOSE moms. You know, the kind that can't stop taking pictures of their babies...or dressing them up in silly costumes?

Well, who could resist?

We had the costume. It was just sitting there.

We couldn't let it go to waste, could we?

At least she was smiling!

A Time For Every Purpose

It's the first day of spring!

At last.

I can hear the birds singing outside my window.

They're singing my song!

Ecclesiastes 3

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.


Hope your weekend is fabulous.

Spring Fever

The weather is warming up here this week! I'm getting spring fever as there are only a couple more days to go until it is official.

Whew. Sigh. Of. Relief.

Pretty soon we'll be seeing lots of these popping up everywhere.

I feel like cleaning up and clearing out all kinds of things here at home. Closets, drawers, the basement, my office.

Getting things organized.

Then we'll also see these popping up everywhere, too.

By the time I get everything done Dear Hubby will have gone to a yard sale and brought more stuff home. He can't resist stopping at a good sale.

Then I'll have to start all over again.

Growing Fast

(B& W Photography by Pea Pod Photos)

Just a short time ago Dear Bebe was my little Bebe.

She's going to be six months old soon.

I can't believe how quickly the time goes.

Here she's playing in her exersaucer. She loves it.

I'm loving this age. She finds everything fascinating!

But loves people the most!

Journaling My Way Through Life

In my last post I wrote about how I came up with the name for this blog. In doing so, I showed a stack of journals I've written in throughout my life.


It didn't really hit me until I did this...how many books I have filled and how much I've written. It spans the time of my life from childhood until ....um....gulp...middle age. Yikes. I'm kind of proud of this accomplishment. There was only one time in my life where I hardly wrote in a journal... during college and a few years after.




This was one of my first books. Remember when gnomes were popular? I think it was around the same time the Smurfs were a big deal. Anyway, I loved this book. Each page had a picture of the little gnome in the corner.


I wrote in the book, I saved important clippings, I taped photos in there. It was a almost like a scrapbook for me. Here is a newspaper clipping from sixth grade. I had been in a "College Bowl" at school and took third place.

Some of the journals have covers that make them easy to pinpoint what year I must have bought them in.

If you were a child of the 80's then you remember the IZOD frenzy. I had an IZOD purse and this journal. What I really wanted was the IZOD shirt. My Sister had one. I'm not sure if she ever let me wear it. Oh the sibling rivalries. I'm sure I must have blurted it out in the journal.

I've written about political events such as Iran taking our citizens hostage, Reagan being shot, as well as other newsy events like hurricanes.

There are entries about silly things. In my first little journal which I unfortunately can't find now, I remember I wrote "Today I had a hot dog." I think I was in 4th or 5th grade. Each day only had five lines you could fill. I guess I thought what I had for lunch was important. I'm really upset I can't find this little book. I would love to read the rest of it.

Some of the entries are sad. Times I would not like to remember. Some of them are funny. My favorites are when I came up with something philosophical and introspective. A few years of my life I started writing poetry. Not a lot, just a few times. And the weird thing is, I haven't since.

When I was living on my own in Missouri as a young TV producer, I wrote often. Moving to a new state and living by yourself really makes you think. I started naming or titling my journals at that point and I titled one "Missouri Loves Company." I always thought I would write a book about my time there. I started to, but didn't finish. Distracted by my new life when I moved to Pennsylvania, I guess. I think it would make a great name for a movie.

And now that I'm a new Mommy I've started another journal. One for Dear Bebe. I've been writing to her since I was pregnant. I'm not sure how long I will do this. Will she find it interesting?

This leads me to wonder. Should I keep all of the journals I've ever written in? Should I attempt writing a book based on my journals?

Do I want Dear Bebe to read them after I'm gone? I'd have to do some creative editing to some of the pages. As in: "I really don't know why there is a page missing there"....or "looks like a bug must have eaten a big hole in that one!"

I also have to admit I have neglected my own personal journal since starting to blog. Maybe this period of my life will be known as the bloggy era? I used to print out each post and save it in a 3 ring binder...but I have to admit I haven't been able to keep up with that, either.

And now that I've written a book in just this one post I realize I need to stop, or no one is going to even read it!

Maybe I should get back to the journal writing after all.

What's In a Name

When I started my blog about a year and a half ago, I didn't know what to name it. I don't remember taking a whole lot of time to come up with the name so I must not have thought it was too important. I had been following other blogs and it seemed like a fun place to write.

But what was I going to name it? I thought about my history with writing. I've been journaling for eons...ever since the 4th or 5th grade. This stack of books are a lifetime of thoughts and memories.

There is also a book about working on your creative side which suggests you streamline write, meaning, just write whatever you are thinking ....and stop when you reach three pages worth.

I liked the term "pages" from that suggestion. I then thought about using the nickname, Jillian, given to me by a friend. We used to joke about being of Irish descent and add an Irish accent to everything. She in turn was given the nickname "Pattian." It was then picked up as a pet name between my Dear Hubby and I, and an "ian" was added to the end of his name.... do you see the pattern here?

So there you have it.

The "pages" writing technique and the nickname "Jillian" and voila...you have Jillian's Pages. Like I said, I don't think I put a whole lot of thought into it.

Sometimes I think I should change my blog title. My blog has evolved since the first day I started posting. Maybe it is too late.

How did you come up with the name for your blog? Should I keep mine the way it is?

Let me know what you think. Now that I've pulled out all of my old journals I'm going to reminisce for awhile.