What a My mother used to make curtains for peoples' homes. It's a big job for those big windows, and the money adds up fast. I inherited a bunch of fabric from her, but only do for small windows.
Isn't that something! What a spirit lifter. You know what they say about friends being the family that we choose for ourselves.
Our cat catches and eats most of a chipmunk a day - I'll find out her recipe and post it.
Did you see that item about the Dutch bike racer who was scheduled to fly on the Malaysian Airlines flight that disappeared, and also the flight that was shot out of the sky in the Ukraine, but plans changed and he's still alive?
It's no fun shivering while you wait for parts.
We thought we smelled a whiff of skunk over by the little fabric house today. It could also have been a mink.
Sounds like a great way to spend a vacation, and congratulations to the happy parents-to-be. and you, too.
I always enjoy your videos. My garden is slow this year, probably because of the cooler nights.
Have you seen that Emory University study where they give MRIs to dogs in order to study their brain activity? They cover their eyes and ears and train them to sit still for 20 minutes with the help of a thing to hold their head still.
I'm so glad to hear that the craft stall is prospering.
That picture goes well with those words, even if someone didn't know the back story.
I'm glad you are looking out for fashion so I don't have to. When I come across something I like that fits, I buy a couple in different colors and pretend it has solved the problem. Of course it hasn't, but I'm an ostrich.
Puddles is a great name, but sounds more like a puppy that isn't house-trained yet. I can't remember what Eloise's name was when she came here - I'll have to look it up sometime. After several days of living here, she TOLD me Eloise is the name she wanted.
I can remember when I realized there was no hope for my relationship with my sister. I had been telling myself that she'd get over it, or we'd see each other at a family event and things would be okay - not great, but not horrible. But then it finally got through to me that there is nothing there - she has some kind of deep grudge, and there is nothing that will ever change that; she simply cannot stand me, and everything I say and do irritates the heck out of her, and anything I do reinforces her hatred. It's a sad realization - like a death in the family.
You're entitled to have a down day once in awhile - there's so much going on in your life, put the rest of us to shame. I always think our troubles are cut in half when we share them with a friend.