Showing posts with label houses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label houses. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Ticky Tacky Town Additions


A lot of game playing is going on in these houses. 

As a young girl I always enjoyed playing games. Sometimes we played games with pencil and paper - hangman, dots and boxes, battleship or tick tack toe.  My uncle taught me a variety of solitaire games I would play for hours on end in the summer. Also in the summer we  would set up a card table and in between playing outside and doing chores we would play a never ending game of Monopoly that no one ever won by the time we had to put it away when school started. With my friends at school recess we would play jacks. We always used a golf ball, not the ball that came with the jacks. Oh, we knew all sorts of fancy moves!  We also jumped rope to rhymes like 24 Robbers,  Cinderella or Fudge, Fudge, Call the Judge. When I lived with my sister-in-law before she became my sister-in-law, we played Backgammon, Cribbage and Scrabble and later Trivial Pursuit.  We would also buy the same crossword puzzle book and race each other to the finish on the same puzzle.  After we were married my husband and I played a lot of Canasta and Samba.  Now the grandkids join in all the games at holiday gatherings so I try to buy games a group can easily play  (boys against girls) like Outburst or Taboo.  At my family reunions we usually play at least one game of charades.  Sometimes we play dominoes - one of my dad's favorite games. At my husband's family reunions the men usually get in at least one game of all night poker. The women used to play sometimes too but now it seems the women play Scrabble or Farkle or just sit around and talk (and I do hand work).  As my nine year old grandson says: "Grandma, you sure do like word games".  Yes, I do! (Scrabble, Quiddler, Boggle).   His favorite type of game is an interactive problem solving adventure we play on the computer.  He solves problems with grandma and grandpa while the granddaughters go off and giggle and talk about boys. 

 Vacation Houses

We didn't have one.   We rarely went on vacations but if we did it was to go camping at a lake close by. It was not comfy RV camping but tent camping - gathering wood, cooking over wood, hiking, gathering fresh raspberries to put in pancakes, s'mores, lake swimming, bug spray, sleeping bag, sunburn, fishing, fish fry, outhouse (bring your own toilet paper), sing around the campfire kind of camping.  I loved camping. Still do.  Are we there yet? 


Garages

I've only owned a few cars in my lifetime. My first car was a red Chevy Corvair (unsafe at any speed) I bought for $75 at age 16 from a friend of my dad's.  I didn't have it for long because a drunk driver ran a stop sign and totaled my car.  I was uninjured. The impact just spun my car around and around.  After that I bought a beige Ford Fairlane with manual transmission for $130. Oh, my goodness... while learning to drive that thing I stalled out in many an intersection and a couple of times while going up Division street hill - a steep brick paved hill.   I left it at home when I went away to college for one of my sisters to use but my brothers who were not of driving age at that time evidently used to take it out for a spin at night after dad went to bed.  There wasn't much left of the car when I came home from college.   My next car was a used VW Beetle. I was on break after sophomore year of college and was going to take a year off from studies to work and save for another year of school. I was working full time at a Cafeteria then so had a regular income and Dad co signed on the loan. If I remember right the payments were $69 month for three years. It was my first loan.   I was still driving that car when I got married.   My husband drove a Ford Mustang. After that we have jointly purchased a few different Toyotas over the years. 


Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Ticky Tacky Town Additions

Schools, colleges and libraries were added to Ticky Tacky Town this week.  


Schools and Colleges

Grades 1- 8 I went to Catholic School.  I actually did walk a mile to school every day rain or shine, sleet or snow. Our school didn't have school buses.  Funny thing is that there were two Catholic church and schools a couple of blocks away from each other. When they were originally built one (St. Joseph's) was for the German folks and the other (St. Mary's) was for the Irish.  I went to St. Mary's. 

I couldn't wait to go to school. I loved learning. (Still do). 

The classes were small so one teacher, usually a nun, taught two grades that occupied one classroom.  My favorite subjects were Math and English, Composition, Spelling, Reading...well maybe I should just list my least favorite classes - history and geography.  History seemed like it was all about studying wars and memorizing dates and I have to admit I am still geographically challenged. I really loved diagramming sentences but not many others did.  I think those exercises helped me learn a few new languages later in life. I don't think they teach that anymore. I got a puzzled look when I asked my grandkids about that. 

 I couldn't wait to learn cursive writing. We used fountain pens with cartridges that sometimes leaked all over the place. We had to use blue ink, not black.  Not sure why.  I remember practicing loops and curves on lined paper. (Kind of a bit like practicing for FMQ, don't you think?)  I'm not sure that they teach cursive writing anymore either. Now they learn keyboarding at an early age. I wonder if future generations will be able to decipher any cursive writing.  And speaking of writing...I also loved to write stories that made the class laugh when I read them out loud.  I loved writing research papers too.  That was before you could quickly research any subject at a computer.  Research involved libraries and card catalogs and writing things out in cursive.   

They didn't have keyboarding back when I was in school...they called it typewriting and I didn't have a class in that until high school.  It was recommended if we were going to go to college that we take a typing class. So I did.  We learned to type on manual typewriters and for one week we all got to use the newfangled electric typewriter. When I went to college I bought a manual typewriter from the Pawn Shop and the hard case had someone else's initials painted on it.  It is still up in the attic somewhere and I still wonder about the story behind that pawned typewriter.  When I took my first computer science courses in college I keypunched my programs on to cards that a teacher's assistant would insert into the computer mainframe.  Hardly anyone had a computer at home. 

It took me forever to get through college. I couldn't decide what I wanted to be when I grew up so changed my major many times- education, Spanish, psychology, computer science. I did have a couple of scholarships and tested out of a few classes but otherwise I paid as I went because I didn't want to go into debt. Sometimes that meant I would not take classes for a couple of years, took correspondence courses (remember there were no online classes) or night classes so I could continue to work at a paying job - usually at minimum wage which was an incentive for me to carry on and some day finish college.   In those days except for cars and houses we saved up for things before we bought them.  We didn't have credit cards; we had bank savings passbooks and visited the bank each week to make a deposit. 


Libraries

If I wanted to go to the library I took a bus downtown.  If I remember right it cost a dime to ride the bus and the buses were always full of people. I was always afraid I would not pull the cord at the right time so I could get off in the right spot.   Later the library bookmobile stopped on Saturdays about a block away. I read every Trixie Belden and Nancy Drew book they had and wondered when I would be lucky enough to have a mystery to solve in my neighborhood. Now I'm glad I was never that "lucky".  I still love mysteries but read them on an old version Kindle now. 



I'm not exactly following the free pattern instructions but the houses do finish at 3 inches. 



Monday, September 3, 2018

Sugar Town

 Penny Candy Stores and a Soda Shop

When I was younger there was a neighborhood Penny Candy Store up a couple blocks and on the corner called Steve's Store.  My brothers spent most of their paper route earnings there and at the comic book store downtown.  I didn't find wax lips, pixie sticks or candy cigarettes much to my liking.  I saved my babysitting money for college instead but once in awhile I'd splurge and buy one of those candy necklaces and get one for my younger sisters as well.  We actually wore those around our necks and ate off of them, played games outside like Statue or Spud or 7UP, jump rope or jacks and get all hot and sweaty but still ate off of them for several days.   Strangely we were never sick. 

I don't think we ever had soda pop growing up.  Maybe we'd get an Orange Crush once in awhile. We usually drank water that came out of the faucet in plastic glasses or old jelly glasses.  Sometimes we drank Kool-Aid with only 3/4 cup of sugar; not the whole cup it called for. 
 Chocolate Shops

You can almost see the chocolate in the air! 
 The best place to buy hand made chocolates around here is Lagomarcino's. My husband usually buys me a box of chocolates from there for Valentine's Day and Christmas gifts.  We never had much money for gifts when the kids were younger so my husband and I never bought each other anything for holidays, anniversaries or birthdays.  When we finally got ahead financially I started getting a box of chocolates from Lagomarcino's for a Christmas gift.  All these years later that's still the only Christmas gift I get from my husband and I'm not complaining.  The boxes come wrapped (by Lagomarcino's) with a big organza or tulle bow. I've saved all those bows in a little box thinking I'll find a use for them someday - maybe a wreath?  He usually buys two boxes for Valentine's Day but only gives me one and hides the other.  As I eat chocolates out of my gift box he sneaks more into it out of the hidden box.  So it seems like the box fills back up like magic - kind of like scraps.   I didn't catch on the first year he did that but now know what's going on but never let on to him I know. But I'm pretty sure he knows I know. 

Bakeries and some Nut Houses for the more Salty Characters. 

My husband's maternal grandfather, William Petersen (1895-1935),  basically raised himself. His parents were alcoholics.  At a young age (13) he was an apprentice in a bakery (according to census records), enlisted in the Army in 1917 (discharged 1919) where he was evidently a baker  and later he ended up as the owner of the same bakery where he served as an apprentice.  He shipped bread to all the surrounding areas via rail until Wonder Bread came to town and took over most of that business. I actually have one of the old wooden shipping containers from those days that I use for a side table. I also have some bread pans from the bakery that I sometimes use when I make bread.  They are well seasoned.  William turned the bakery into a tavern and died at a young age of cirrhosis of the liver. 

I got some troubles, but they won't last
I'm gonna lay right down here in the grass
And pretty soon all my troubles will pass
'Cause I'm in shoo-shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo-shoo
Shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo Sugar Town. 

Like so many songs, especially blues, I'm pretty sure the sugar that Nancy Sinatra sang about was a double- entendre.  I have to say that the darned lyrics played over and over in my head while I was making these.  Thankfully it's time to leave Sugar Town. 


Monday, August 27, 2018

Coffee Shops, Snow Forts and a Nut House

Coffee Shops and Nut House

Snow forts. 


Make some!

(Note: I don't follow the instructions at the link but use the Easy Angle and EA Companion to cut the flying geese roofs). 

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Patriotic Ticky-Tackies

Little ticky tackies (houses) all decked out for the Fourth of July. 

They are 3 inch (finished) and made of 2 inch scraps. 
There's a free pattern if you want to make some. I make Flying Geese for the roofs instead of following the directions with "flippy corners". 

They are a lot of fun and very addictive. 
More later. 

Sunday, August 12, 2018

Little Boxes Made of Ticky Tacky

Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes
Little boxes
Little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same
--- Pete Seeger