Saturday, October 24, 2009


Hey, just an update from me. I am working on my CHRISTMAS cards, (yes, I actually said the C word,) for Operation Write Home. I am sort of obsessed by the thought that there might be a soldier who doesn't get a card to send home at Christmas time, so I am up late tonight to get some work done on that project. I mean really, how many is too many for me who is home safe in my house to make -while some person is eating sand in a foreign country. So help me out and take a look at this awesome endeavor sponsored by normal human overworked people who want to show some heart and some support for our military and rely entirely on volunteers and card donations. You can also drop a dime if you wish, they accept money to help with the shiping to get to the Middle East. Make a card for a kid, its not too late for Christmas cards, we have till November 1 to postmark so that they will get them in time to send them home.

Be an angel.


Friday, October 23, 2009

Right place, right time

Have you every just been at the right place at the right time?

I'm sure you have. If you are anything like me those times are few and far between. I have been taking such a beating on ebay with other more seasoned and experienced button collectors, it must have just been my time to get an awesome listing!

I think they are mid century 50's vintage. Here's what the listing said.
"This is a huge lot of mixed vintage buttons ~ these seem to be mostly made of plastic or composite; some have rhinestones or Mother-of-Pearl ~ a very nice "grab bag" for a crafter."

Very nice grab bag indeed! This was just 4 handfuls of what I got. The assortment is just unbelievable, who knew!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Colors of the wind

When autumn wind goes running
It does some magic things.
It gives the shadows dancing shoes
It gives the bright leaves wings
When autumn wind goes running

It curls the bonfire's tail of smoke
And shares a little whispered joke
With cornstalks who delight to prattle
It turns a seed pod into a rattle
When autumn wind goes running

Leaves in the Fall come tumbling down,
Scarlet and yellow, russet and brown,
Leaves in the garden are swept in a heap,
The trees are ready for sleep.

A lovely lovely lady makes these amazing little pins FROM SCRATCH. She featured some pics in a group that we are in and I was instantly smitten. So sweet! I wanted to share her lovely creation.
Happy Gazing!

Click through to her websites, she has so many little lovelies I know you will be smitten as well.

And on a different note.... ooo0000OOOOO!!!
No, I did not see a ghost, I saw this bag...yum.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Pumpkin sloppy Joes

.....wwwwwhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaattttttttttt you say? muuaaaahaaaahaaaa...

1/2 pound lean ground beef
3 tablespoons finely chopped onion
1/4 cup ketchup
2 tablespoons tomato juice
1/4 teaspoon chili powder
Dash ground cloves and nutmeg
Dash pepper
2/3 cup canned pumpkin
2 hamburger buns, split

In a large skillet, cook beef and onion over medium heat until meat is no longer pink; drain.
Add the ketchup, tomato juice, chili powder, cloves, nutmeg and pepper. Bring to a boil. Stir in pumpkin. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 15-20 minutes or until heated through. Serve on buns. Yield: 2 servings.

Nutrition Facts: 1 sandwich equals 350 calories, 11 g fat (4 g saturated fat), 56 mg cholesterol, 730 mg sodium, 36 g carbohydrate, 3 g fiber, 27 g protein. Diabetic Exchanges: 3 lean meat, 2-1/2 starch.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Legend of the Jack-O-Lantern

Settle back with a cup of hot apple cider and enjoy a minute reading a vintage tale with a moral...repent!!!

In order to earn money to spend at the local pub, he looked for an "easy shilling" from gambling, a pastime at which he excelled. In his whole life he never made a single enemy, never made a single friend and never performed a selfless act for anyone.

The devil snorted at such child’s play and instantly changed himself into a shilling. Jack grabbed the coin. He held it tight in his hand, which bore a cross-shaped scar. The power of the cross kept the devil imprisoned there, for everyone knows the devil is powerless when faced with the cross. Jack would not let the devil free until he granted him another year of life. Jack figured that would be plenty of time to repent. The devil left Jack at the pub.

The devil threw snake eyes—two ones—and was about to haul him off, but Jack used a pair of dice he himself had whittled. When they landed as two threes, forming the T-shape of a cross, once again the devil was powerless. Jack bargained for more time to repent.

The devil hadn’t showed up and Jack soon found out why not.

Before he knew it Jack was in front of the pearly gates. St. Peter shook his head sadly and could not admit him, because in his whole life Jack had never performed a single selfless act. Then Jack presented himself before the gates of hell, but the devil was still seething. Satan refused to have anything to do with him.

The devil tossed a burning coal into a hollow pumpkin and ordered him to wander forever with only the pumpkin to light his path. From that day to this he has been called "Jack o’ the Lantern." Sometimes he appears on Halloween!

Repent. Now is the day, the time is at hand. "And the Lord said, My spirit shall not always strive with man." --Genesis vi. 3

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