Friday, January 23, 2015

The Wrong Name?

I'd come to the conclusion a long time ago that I should have named this blog something else. 
I love to look at blogs with names like 
Shabby, chippy, white, chic, cottage, French, farmhouse on the seashore. 
I can see that the name draws like minded souls.

I like the name of my blog.
I realize that it sounds like a food blog and I hate blogging about food. 

I believe that life is better sprinkled with pretty things - 
joy, laughter, family, faith just to name a few. 

If you read this post you will see why I named it what I did.  

My mother sprinkled her life with 
cakes from a cake mix in which she would let me lick the beaters. 
I cannot make a cake without licking the beaters. 
(Yes, I know, Salmonella)

She sprinkled it with huge braided wool rugs for the floors of our turn of the century home.

She sprinkled it with gallons of stripper as she stripped white, chippy paint from our door jams and doors.

She must have sprinkled it with humor because she was married to my father with his dry wit.

She sprinkled it with cheap or free birthday parties. 
We had the best birthday parties at home. 
No Chuck E. Cheese needed for us.

She sprinkled it with collectables galore and antiques in abundance.

She sprinkled it with trips to my grandparent's house.

She sprinkled it with faith. 

We rarely missed a Sunday in church. 

I alluded to the fact that I really don't like January. 
For years I suffered from seasonal depression. 
Not the type where I wouldn't or couldn't get out of bed. 
It was more the blues or melancholia type. 
I was just so sad and couldn't really put a finger on why. 
Finally after years of suffering I figured it out.

I was sad because those were the final months in my mom's life. 
She died in February about 45 years ago.
Once I figured it out, I was able to counteract it more successfully.
I was able to rely on the faith she instilled in me.

I don't think it matters how old you are when you lose your mother. 
It is horribly difficult. 

I kicked the idea around that I needed to change the name of my blog. 
I won't.
I may not have hoards of chippy, shabby, on the beach, farmhouse, French followers but I have faithful followers that seem to get me. 
Thanks for coming along on my rambles.


  1. I love the name of your blog, Katie! There are so many blogs with similar names that I can't remember who they belong to until I visit. Yours is easy to remember and it has a special meaning behind it. Also, I made frosted cutout cookies with our girls for every occasion and we always topped our cookies with sprinkles, too (still do). The little round ones that will show up years later in cracks and crevices. I love that your blog name is dedicated to the memory of your mom.

    Now speaking of bad choices for blog names...........hmmm, I wonder what comes to mind when folks see Ranger 911. :o)

  2. Don't change the name! Strangers might not always understand it but it has great meaning to you and that's what matters. I like it!

  3. I've went thur the same thing, wanting to change my blog name too but decided against it when I thought about it. It's mine and I thought it up with the help of my husband:) I always stop by and love knowing now that the name is about your mother!

  4. Hi Katie,
    I think the name of your blog is great and catchy that is what drew you to me. I never thought of it as a food blog just that you love to sprinkle things in life and show us all the cute sprinkles you do. I think it is a perfect name. I get like this too and want to take the Junk out of my Junk Chic Cottage with junk not always having a great connection but taking Junk and transforming and re loving is what I do so it sticks. I do know what you mean about some of the cuter and catchier names of other blogs but I think it came from our hearts when we started and that it should stay.
    It is the meaning behind the name for you that is important.

  5. I love the name of your blog. It always makes me think of adding something extra which is my philosophy. The pain of losing your mother never quite goes away does it.

  6. I agree! I love your blog name too. I DID change my blog name about a year ago... the url and everything ONLY to change it back to Thriftmyhouse. Hindsight is 20/20... I should've left it alone.
    Oh well, I loved reading about your Mom. Now, the name will make me think of her.

  7. Hi Katie. You don't need to change your blog name. We could all benefit from a little sprinkling of something regardless of what we call it..I feel with you about your mom, that really is a hard pill to swallow no matter what your age. I can remember my grandfather passing away and thinking I wish I was older so it wouldn't hurt so bad. Then I found out it still does..Happy Weekend..Judy

  8. This post is so darn loving it brought tears to my eyes. I miss my Mom every day. No. Your blog name is perfect for you and and now that I read this, I'll think of sprinkling love! (and sugar cookies) which are my favorite of all time! I had a VW but too! Loved that car LOL

  9. Love the name of your blog and the meaning behind it! Reminds me of my own sweet mom and how she always "sprinkled" our lives with her bubbly personality and creativity! I miss her everyday! Thanks for sharing.

  10. Love the name of your blog and the meaning behind it! Reminds me of my own sweet mom and how she always "sprinkled" our lives with her bubbly personality and creativity! I miss her everyday! Thanks for sharing.

  11. I know what you mean. My father was hospitalized on 18 January 1994. I bought a deck of cards and some red foiled chocolate hearts from the Valentine candy display on the way to see him that day. We played Black Jack every night, using the red foiled candy as our poker chips. He died 6 February. Every year in January, when I turn a corner and see the new Valentine candy displays, I find myself crying right in the middle of the grocery isle.

  12. I love the reason for your blog name. This was a beautiful, sincere post. I, too, am sad in January for almost the same reasons. My Mom weakened in January, rallied for her 85th birthday in February before dying in March two years ago. I know I was blessed to have her so long, but that doesn't dull the ache. Bless you.

  13. I "get" you...I have walked in your shoes....I lost my Mom on the day after Valentines, so each V-day holiday is bitter sweet.
    Call your blog anything you like, just keep on writing! and showing us lovely sprinkles in your world!
    Blessings to you,