If I had to sum up childhood in one pic , this would be it.
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Perfect or Practical?
I made tiramisu for a fellowship meal at church ,
I ran out of lady fingers and spread them out on the last row.
I don't like to make things that aren't perfect ,
but I realize that my practical side is dominant.
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A Homemade Game
My father-in-law was a farmer and a Mennonite preacher.
He lived a simple life, he was a quiet man who worked hard,
he kept busy and he never threw anything away,
he found ways to use what he had.
He made this game for his children
using an old cutting board and rubber canning rings.
His children spent many Sunday afternoons playing this game,
I played it when I was a youth and would visit them and
our nieces and nephews love to play it now.
When I cleaned out the cellar last summer I found a box of canning rings,
I was glad to see them, there were only a few of the old ones left to use.
I am always happy to see kids playing games
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It's a New Generation
Last night my niece and I watched
"A League of Their Own".
In one scene
Jimmy Dugan (Tom Hanks) and Dottie (Gina Davis) are in the dugout
and he hands her chewing tobacco and says
"Here, a lot of ball players use it".
My niece looks at me and says "What is that? Steroids?"
That was classic.My niece loved the movie, I know someone who can tell her more about it.
A neighbor of ours, Ruth Hartman , played in the
"All-American Girls Professional Baseball League",
for the Fort Wayne Daisies
She was a pitcher and second baseman during her playing days,
Ruth Kramer
Ruth Kramer HartmanKramerRockyLimekiln, PA US05/26/1926RightRightPlayerPitcher,Utility InfieldFort Wayne Daisies (1946), Grand Rapids Chicks (1947),
Racine Belles (1946)Living History is such a wonderful opportunity for learning,
even just talking to parents and grand parents about their experiences.
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Recording Memories, a Treasure for the Future
My husband Dave's Aunt Fannie passed away,
she was his mother Ida's much beloved sister.
Years ago,Ida wrote a few memories for Fannie , treasures really.
Now they are both gone, as are many others mentioned in the memoir
but these written words remain.
I am encouraged to make record of memories,
it is a treasure for the future.
That was why I started my blog.
These memories are priceless.AND FOR HER SISTER FANNIE, SHE WROTE:
Again – “Into my heart’s treasury I slipped a coin
which the world cannot take nor a thief purloin.
Oh! Better far the minting of a gold crown king
is the safe kept memory of a lovely thing!” – Sara Teasdale.Fanny was born March 23, 1925 at 12:30 Monday morning, undoubtedly after the laundry was done. I really don’t remember, but I was there when Martha was born and Mother had just come in from working in the garden. She asked if I would help her carry the wash stand which contained all her needed supplies for the arrival of the newborn. . . Dad took us down to Grandmother Mast’s until mid-afternoon, then he picked us up with the news that we have a baby sister.
And was she ever a cutie. She was a bit different in this: she was the only blue-eyed one. In fact she resembled Mother more than any of the seven others. So much so that I’m sure we would have had a greater rating had she been along when Anna Lois and I peddled strawberries in Elverson. We stopped at a house where a man wanted to know who we were? Where we came from? Etc.? He said he knew our Mother from her working at a cannery in Elverson. He had us stand back against the wall to take a good look at us. Then he said, “OK, you girls are pretty, but nothing like your Mother.” We never sent Fannie there for she would have been a winner! And who knows, we might have lost her.
That strawberry selling was something else. Anna Lois, who was deathly afraid of dogs, was surprised as she knocked on a door and a big dog came around the corner—she took off without checking the ground level below—out over the high porch and over the railing she leaped like a deer, and strawberries flew from her box in all directions. I think she made a safe landing, and I believe the dog disappeared.
As an infant, you suffered from rickets. When approximately 3 years of age, Mother and Dad took you to a bone specialist who came from Philadelphia to Lancaster once a month. He fitted you with those heavy and painful braces and put you on cod liver oil. Thank God you did have good results.
One evening when we came home from school, Fannie was sick and Dr. Mengel came to see her. Now he was something else. We thought he lost his dignity before he arrived at our house; Mother said he acted like a “huns vasht.” That day he looked at us and said he’s going to kiss us. He had that awful mustache and we were not about for such an experience, so we ran into the next room and locked the door. We proceeded to change our clothes from school—when we were half dressed, he made a bold attempt to open the door and in he came. We panicked and he kissed us—no wonder we can’t remember more about your illness.
In the north west corn of the kitchen, Fannie had her doll corner. Some one gave her a little doll bed. She had a wooden box with hinged-on lid to keep her personal possessions; for the tall cupboard in the southwest corner of the kitchen could not contain enough shelves to accommodate Fannie’s things, too, even though it did reach to the ceiling and had 7 selves. We all had our own personal shelf, but for Fannie, there she quietly played and practiced good housekeeping until Jakie Grub, a boy whose parents had dementia difficulties and Mother took him and loved him until plans could be arranged for him. He was like a tiger after a baby kitten with Fannie’s dolls. What havoc! Finally Mother made a harness for him and tied him to the stove leg; there he could play with his own toys in his own warm little sphere.
On the window sill by the cellar door stood many little bottles and small vases with violets, hepatica or shrubs from the bush along the walk that you picked to present to Mother. She received them with the same appreciation as those they were today’s roses.
Steven, too—I guess it was ok that we had only two brothers, for Steven was standing on a bench behind the table, going through some kind of ceremony, when he lost his balance and his hand splashed right into the bowl of gravy. Mother was more concerned about his burn than the resulting mess--rather than saying I guess that’ll teach you something.
Fannie, you were the one to keep the lawn trimmed and finished, beautifying even the chicken yard. Somehow you and Linda were able to keep Sparky out of the lawn area.
When Daddy passed away, I thought it would be too painful for you and Martha to see him that last evening before he left us, but Dr. Duttenhoffer set me straight when he said “He is their father, too.”
You and Linda both worked for me from the years of 1942 through 1946. You were so much fun to have. Sometimes you dressed little Karl, and you had a little game you played as you held him on your lap—how he’d giggle with delight.
I found you to be an excellent housekeeper, sweet, soft spoken, good cook, and lots of fun. But when you suddenly lost interest in John Kennel who had been courting you, you just held your head up high and spoke no word for or against him. But he tried to return, but only got a cold shoulder. Soon Tom Yoder came along. Sure he was more mature—five years older and what a nice lad! He must have been the one God had designed for you.
You and Linda went off to Richardson’s. Occasionally you came, one time to go skating on the dam. You even rented bikes and some friends joined you in a bicycle hike to our house.
With five girls in one bedroom, it gave a dormitory effect: (Lois and Linda), (Susanna and Ida), and Fannie on a cot! When we had over-night guests, Fannie would sleep in Mother and Dad’s bedroom on a blanket bed on the floor. We had good times in that bedroom.
Fannie, you didn’t cooperate so good though when some of Morgantown boys like Ben Plank, Ed Redman, Harry Trate, etc., came skunk hunting. With their bright lights they would shine right in our bedroom window. You wanted to get right up at the window to better see them. We big girls peeped around behind curtains and I hoped they didn’t think you were me. The boys gave the whole story next day at school.
Since the old farmhouse was a double house, had had a long way to traipse to the bathroom. at night, without any street light. We went the long hall past Grandma Kurtz’s feed chest, feeling as we went. . . when we came to a huge beam past the attic door we entered the hallway into the frame house. To the left was a stairway to our kitchen—one night you missed your mooring and tumbled the whole way down the steps—what a racket! Next to the steps, we made a sharp left turn along the railing which led to the Bathroom. If you got your bearings on the right side of the hallway you could feel for five doors before arriving at the bathroom door.
Remember the awful howl of Alfred Plank’s Airedale dog who sometimes came by barking fiercely. . .
At the dinner table we all had our regular place—Daddy and Linda at one end; then Sparky, Fannie, Mother; Susanna and Ida at the other end; then Lois Steven and Omar. You never caused any problems at the table . . . after you found out you would be tied in around your waist to the lower part of your high chair. But Omar!. . . he was looking at our old light bulb while waiting for the final touch of dinner. While gently tapping the bulb with a pencil, it exploded over the table and into the masked potatoes – never again!
As for a nick name, I don’t know if this is correct, but I somehow got the impression that when Mother realized that “Fanny” was a jokester’s name for a part of the anatomy, they changed the spelling to FANNIE.
No wonder the church, the community, the school, Freedom Gate, Tel Hai. . . have benefitted so well with your help and presence when we consider the great blessing you have been to us at your family home!
Fannie, I’m honored to be your sister,
Ida~
What sweet memories for generations to read! Thank you Ida.
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Under the Farmhouse Porch
Sometimes we pass something everyday without seeing it.
Under the back porch is a storage area and
an old doorway into the cellar.
I stopped today to just look at the odds and ends tucked away there,
some of the things my father-in-law had under there for 50 yrs.an old broom and a branch cutter
tool used to move logs
old bucket
paper stuffed into an opening
Looking out the cellar door
Cider looking in
and just around the corner is an old grind stone in the flower bed
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Incredible Phone Camera
When I went to get a new phone I picked the Droid Incredible over the
other phone I was looking at because the Incredible had 8 megapixels,
the iPhone4 and the newer Droid Incredible 2 only had 5 megapixels.
Now that my camera is being repaired I am so happy that I got the phone I did,
it takes great photos, not the quality of my camera
but better than a lot of cameras.Yesterday my nephew and I went to the neighbors pond ,
it was one of the first really warm days of the year,
he took off his shoes ( he is MY nephew!)
and put his feet in the water and said
"I can't wait for summer!!"
So glad I had my phone with me to capture the moment!
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On Happiness
I used to blog everyday, sometimes twice a day, for sure three times a week.
My camera is still broken and I am not inspired right now but
also I have been going out of the house a lot more.When I look back over the years
I think I was depressed a lot longer than I realized, for quite a few years.
Whenever I had a spare moment all I wanted to do was sit,
I was productive in many ways and did what I had to do
but I had no energy, I wasn't motivated and I was easily frustrated.
I felt a constant sadness even though I tried to be happy
and tried to be content wherever I was.
That took some work but I kept this verse in mindgive thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
1 Thessalonians 5:18
That verse helped me to look past the obvious,
past myself and see the good in things
when I would otherwise let bad circumstances get the best of me.My frustration level was high
and it did not take a lot for me to become frustrated,
I had no where to go with more frustration, I had all I could contain.
With the help of good counseling and much prayer
I've processed the feelings from the past
that I had repressed and have sorted through so much of what was there.
I have cleared the area, when frustrating things happen now
I have room to process them.
I feel better than I remember feeling in a long time.
I feel much happier from the inside out
and have more energy and motivation.There are things to do that help you to be a happier person in general
This article is from Chiara Fucarino found HERE
1. Don’t hold grudges.Happy people understand that it’s better to forgive and forget than to let their negative feelings crowd out their positive feelings. Holding a grudge has a lot of detrimental effects on your wellbeing, including increased depression, anxiety, and stress. Why let anyone who has wronged you have power over you? If you let go of all your grudges, you’ll gain a clear conscience and enough energy to enjoy the good things in life.
2. Treat everyone with kindness.
Did you know that it has been scientifically proven that being kind makes you happier? Every time you perform a selfless act, your brain produces serotonin, a hormone that eases tension and lifts your spirits. Not only that, but treating people with love, dignity, and respect also allows you to build stronger relationships.
3. See problems as challenges.
The word “problem” is never part of a happy person’s vocabulary. A problem is viewed as a drawback, a struggle, or an unstable situation while a challenge is viewed as something positive like an opportunity, a task, or a dare. Whenever you face an obstacle, try looking at it as a challenge.
4. Express gratitude for what they already have.
There’s a popular saying that goes something like this: “The happiest people don’t have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.” You will have a deeper sense of contentment if you count your blessings instead of yearning for what you don’t have.
5. Dream big.
People who get into the habit of dreaming big are more likely to accomplish their goals than those who don’t. If you dare to dream big, your mind will put itself in a focused and positive state.
6. Don’t sweat the small stuff.
Happy people ask themselves, “Will this problem matter a year from now?” They understand that life’s too short to get worked up over trivial situations. Letting things roll off your back will definitely put you at ease to enjoy the more important things in life.
7. Speak well of others.
Being nice feels better than being mean. As fun as gossiping is, it usually leaves you feeling guilty and resentful. Saying nice things about other people encourages you to think positive, non-judgmental thoughts.
8. Never make excuses.
Benjamin Franklin once said, “He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else.” Happy people don’t make excuses or blame others for their own failures in life. Instead, they own up to their mistakes and, by doing so, they proactively try to change for the better.
9. Get absorbed into the present.
Happy people don’t dwell on the past or worry about the future. They savor the present. They let themselves get immersed in whatever they’re doing at the moment. Stop and smell the roses.
10. Wake up at the same time every morning.
Have you noticed that a lot of successful people tend to be early risers? Waking up at the same time every morning stabilizes your circadian rhythm, increases productivity, and puts you in a calm and centered state.
11. Avoid social comparison.
Everyone works at his own pace, so why compare yourself to others? If you think you’re better than someone else, you gain an unhealthy sense of superiority. If you think someone else is better than you, you end up feeling bad about yourself. You’ll be happier if you focus on your own progress and praise others on theirs.
12. Choose friends wisely.
Misery loves company. That’s why it’s important to surround yourself with optimistic people who will encourage you to achieve your goals. The more positive energy you have around you, the better you will feel about yourself.
13. Never seek approval from others.
Happy people don’t care what others think of them. They follow their own hearts without letting naysayers discourage them. They understand that it’s impossible to please everyone. Listen to what people have to say, but never seek anyone’s approval but your own.
14. Take the time to listen.
Talk less; listen more. Listening keeps your mind open to others’ wisdoms and outlooks on the world. The more intensely you listen, the quieter your mind gets, and the more content you feel.
15. Nurture social relationships.
A lonely person is a miserable person. Happy people understand how important it is to have strong, healthy relationships. Always take the time to see and talk to your family, friends, or significant other.
16. Meditate.
Meditating silences your mind and helps you find inner peace. You don’t have to be a zen master to pull it off. Happy people know how to silence their minds anywhere and anytime they need to calm their nerves.
17. Eat well.
Junk food makes you sluggish, and it’s difficult to be happy when you’re in that kind of state. Everything you eat directly affects your body’s ability to produce hormones, which will dictate your moods, energy, and mental focus. Be sure to eat foods that will keep your mind and body in good shape.
18. Exercise.
Studies have shown that exercise raises happiness levels just as much as Zoloft does. Exercising also boosts your self-esteem and gives you a higher sense of self-accomplishment.
19. Live minimally.
Happy people rarely keep clutter around the house because they know that extra belongings weigh them down and make them feel overwhelmed and stressed out. Some studies have concluded that Europeans are a lot happier than Americans are, which is interesting because they live in smaller homes, drive simpler cars, and own fewer items.
20. Tell the truth.
Lying stresses you out, corrodes your self-esteem, and makes you unlikeable. The truth will set you free. Being honest improves your mental health and builds others’ trust in you. Always be truthful, and never apologize for it.
21. Establish personal control.
Happy people have the ability to choose their own destinies. They don’t let others tell them how they should live their lives. Being in complete control of one’s own life brings positive feelings and a great sense of self-worth.
22. Accept what cannot be changed.
Once you accept the fact that life is not fair, you’ll be more at peace with yourself. Instead of obsessing over how unfair life is, just focus on what you can control and change it for the better.
I am still working on myself, now I'm working on the physical
more than the emotional.
I miss blogging and hope to return to it as I can,
I need to be up and about more now at this point in my life.
I think of all my friends here often,
I read updates at night when all is quiet.
I pray for you , mentioning many names as I think of you.I continuing on my healing journey.
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Reworking "Fat" Clothes
Most of us have clothing of different sizes to wear
when we gain or lose a few pounds.I gave most of my larger clothing away ,I kept a few things , maybe not so much to wear again but to remember where I was.
I did alter the things I could to wear them a little longerI have three shirts in this style that
I got at Walmart a few years ago.
I added thin elastic above the waist ,to make it more like a smock top.
I am glad that I can get a little more use out of themI finished the blue one ,
so I am using this to show what it looks like.
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Question about saying "FU** YOU!!"
I went to see "Olympus Has Fallen"
It was an entertaining movie. When the White House (Secret Service Code: "Olympus") is captured by a terrorist mastermind, the President ,Vice President and Secretary of State and others are kidnapped and held in the safe bunker.
Disgraced former Presidential guard Mike Banning finds himself trapped
within the building. As our national security team scrambles to respond,
they are forced to rely on Banning's inside knowledge to help retake
the White House, save the President and avert an even bigger disaster.
The terrorists want a nuclear weapon code from the President ,Vice President and Secretary of State , they need the code from all three.
The SOS is a woman and she holds out and will die before she gives it up,
the Pres orders her to give it after the terrorists almost beat her to death.
She gives it but is feisty and will not be broken, as they drag her out
she looks them in the eye and says
"F*** You!",
which was supposed to be a dramatic moment of righteous patriotism.
Here is my question, What else could she have said to get the same impact?
Why does a dignified, well respected leader of the country
have to be reduced to "F*** You" ,
Why not the pledge of the flag or the national anthem or ...
what?
Is there another expression that carries the same message?
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Easter Helpers
Every year I make hundreds of Easter planters,
I pot up the plants in containers and baskets
so that they can be replanted.
Each year some of the nieces and nephews help me, last year Luci helped
Today as the twins were working I took a pic
and it reminded me of a pic I posted HERE in 2007!
I yi-yi, where did the years go?
Wishing you a blessed Easter.
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Still working on it
When I was in my 20's I was in a few co-dependent relationships,
after assessing the mess I made of it, I sought a good counselor.
I worked on self esteem issues and learned thatTrue Self worth can only come from the inside.
It is not in who loves you, what others think or say about you,
how you compare, your accomplishments or appearance.
Your worth is in that YOU ARE!I worked through some other issues and was a lot better
but I still had weight issues.
I started gaining weight when I was born and never stopped
( I started emotional eating, the summer my big sister ran away
between 4th and 5th grades, Read about that HERE)
There were a few times I had lost a few lbs here and there
but nothing worked for long.
In 2008 I was 325 lbs and I had to do something.
I went to a Lose it for Life Workshop which deals with emotional eating issues.
I had NO CLUE that going to that workshop would break a dam
that I had built over the years with food to keep from dealing
with the turmoil I could not process at the time.
Would I have gone to that workshop had I know that
three years of tears and pain would follow
as I dug through the debris to get I to the core of myself ?
I do not think so, I am glad that I had no idea what would follow.
Now I feel hopeful, I've lost 85 lbs since then,
(15 lbs to go til I have lost 100 lbs)
and I am continuing on the healing journey."Healing may not be so much about getting better,
as about letting go of everything that isn't you
- all of the expectations, all of the beliefs
- and becoming who you are."
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Thoughts on What Matters
I have a sweet friend named Betty Lou who has cancer,
she is one of the kindest people I know, she lives a life of service to others.
she has older children and lots of little grand children.
I was thinking one day how much she matters to everyone
as I was praying for her.In my mind I have always thought it should be me instead of mothers
with families that need them.
And although there are times when I truly would take on the burden
and spare someone else the suffering if life worked that way,
I wonder how healthy my thinking is.If I am thinking to spare someone suffering because I love them ,
that is understandable, I can't take on their sickness but I can pray and
do things help, like do laundry for the family or clean or cook,
or drive someone somewhere or do grocery shopping, pay a bill etc
and I do these things as I can.But here is where I challenge my thinking...
I have thought my life did not matter to anyone as much
because I am not a mother.
A mother is the most important person in our lives for so long
it is so a heartbreaking to see a young mother sick
or to lose your mom no matter how old you are.I think catching that thought as I was praying showed me that
I still struggle with being validated as a woman/person
because I do not have children.
I know there are people who love me and would miss me
but in my head I think that I do not matter as much because I am not a mom.
Somehow that is twisted and I am not sure how or why I think like that.
A life is a life, a homeless person with no children matters as much as anyone,
why do I not think my life matters,
I wonder what experiences I have had that formed that thought.
I know there was a woman who asked for advice about her kids in church once
and when I offered an opinion she said,
" I want an answer from a parent, you do not have experience"
I said "Well, I am not a parent but I was a child so I do have that experience".
I do not know if it was the times like that or what it is.I am not bitter about not having kids, I have shared in the lives of many
and done more for them than I could have had I had kids.
I have always believed in working with what is given to me
and I was given nieces and nephews in abundance.I want to be willing to sacrifice anything I have for someone I love
or even someone I do not know who is in need
but I want to do it for the right reasons.
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Lost and Found Inspiration
My camera has been in the shop since Sept.
I was taking photos of an old mill and
got an error message, it only happened when shooting outside.
I took it to a camera shop in the next county,
the only local place that works on Nikons.
I told them that the error message
seemed to happen in bright light outside, not inside.
They sent the camera off to be cleaned and checked.
I picked it up, paid $150 and as soon as I went to take a pic
I got the same error message.
I tried a different lens and did not get the error message,
so I took it all the way back to the shop I had just come from
and explained everything clearly.
After a few weeks they called to say it was fixed,
I asked if they took a pic outside to see if there was an error message,
they had not but when they did that, of course there was still one.
They had not sent the lens out, just the camera ,again.
They sent the lens out and called me again,
I once again asked them to take a pic outside
before I drive all the way there to pick it up,
they got an error message again.
They said they can not fix it.
I need to take it somewhere else.
He apologized profusely and said he would give me my money back,
I am picking it up today.I will take it to another shop, a 1 1/2 hrs drive and see what they can do,
I do not have another regular lens, this one was very expensive,
I hope there is something that they can do,
if not I will just have to get a new lens.But I realized that my photos are my main inspiration for blogging and
my creative outlet.
Since the camera is in the shop I needed another creative outlet so
I have been working on crafts.
We sell thousands of ornaments at out Christmas Poinsettia Show,
they love handmade ornaments.
I usually make a few different things to sell
and then they sell and I have nothing to restock with.
This year I decided to work on ornaments all year and make a good supply.
I did lettering on Christmas balls
I made paper angels,
and now I'm making origami dress ornaments
I made hangers out of wire to hang them on.
That is what's going on with me these days.
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Computer Desktop Background Pic
What does a persons desktop background pic on their computer
tell you about them?
Here is mine, I would love to see others,
I think it says a lot about a person.
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The Twins are Teens!
Over the years I have often blogged about "the twins",
they are my great niece and nephew.My sister had her son, Lee, when she was seventeen.
We raised him together for a few years,
she worked full time to support him while
I stayed home to watch him,
and they were some of the best years of my life.
She got married when Lee was 8 and they moved to Idaho,
it broke my heart but I went out to see them as often as I could.
When Lee was 15 yrs old he called to ask if he could "come home",
he missed his family in PA.
By this time I had gotten married so Lee came to live
with Dave and I for three years.
Lee and Dave are as father and son,
they bring so much joy to one another's lives.
Eventually Lee moved in with his girlfriend (now wife) and soon two were four,
they had the twins.
When the twins were three we started bringing them to our house on weekends
for a few reasons-They lived in a small apartment in the city
and needed to get out and run around in the country,
-We needed children to fill this big old farmhouse,
-Their mom was glad for a break
-I needed a subject to photograph!Here are a few of my favorite pix of the twins
Happy Birthday Lee and Leisi!!
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Best color in the Crayola Box ?
Periwinkle.
Introduced in 1949, ranking 7 in favorite color of all the Crayola Colors.
Find your favorite Crayola Color HEREI read an article HERE of a couple who sent the Periwinkle crayons to the paint company to get the right color for the truck they were restoring
What's your favorite color in the box?
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Dolls of Different Races
When I got married and began to buy toys for my nieces and nephews
to play with, I bought baby dolls, Barbies and action figures of all colors.
( I made the clothing they are wearing. )
I have always loved ethnic dolls
but also I have nieces and nephew of mixed races
and did not want just white dolls here for them to play with.
I am now making paper angel ornaments for Christmas,
I made them of all different colors.
Most of the folks that come to our greenhouse are of Pennsylvania Dutch
background they are fair skinned, I do not know
if they will buy angels of different colors,
I would buy one of each for myself, I love diversity.
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Playing With Letters
I've been designing a few of my own fonts , as soon as I can figure it out I'd like to make them into real fonts using a font program .
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Serious Bedhead
Yesterday I woke up with serious bedhead.
I was a little startled when I caught a glimpse of it in the mirror.@oceanstarr shared this video with me
I've been singing it all day!
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Not Newsworthy but Sweet
We had family over for a big dinner
and there were lots of little ones playing
after they cleaned up and had all left
we noticed this on the windowsill ...
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Met a Xangan Tonight
Tonight my sister, my mom and I had dinner with @Roadkill_Spatula and his gorgeous bride Alicia.
It was wonderful to spend some time with them, I was so happy to meet them, I had a smile plastered on my face the whole time.
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Embarrassing Situations
I was ready to open the door and leave but I knew something didn't feel right ...so glad I saw this BEFORE I left the bathroom .
I HAVE left the bathroom with my skirt tucked in my undies already.
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yet another t-shirt remake
We went to the Goodwill and I found a very nice skirt , the only shirt I could find to match with a man's plain T-shirt . When I got back to my sisters I decided to girify it. I used felt, beads, and embroidery to add some flowers to the T-shirt using colors to match the skirt .
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From Necktie to iPhone/Cellphone Holder
I've been buying old neckties for dollar or less and I have a pretty good stash of them now ,I want to make some iphone/ cellphone holders . I just love the colors and patterns on ties ,even the ugly ones . HERE is a link to the tutorial I'm going to use.
Do you have any upcycle/ recycle projects you make?
If you have old neckties laying around and you don't want them let me know.
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T-shirt Doodling
Its fun to doodle on a T-shirt using a bleach pen. I made the cat and Lego man for my nephews ,I made the red shirt from my sister ,that design is on the side of the shirt . This is kind of addicting , be warned!
HERE is a tutorial.
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Making Scrubs
I love to sew and I wanted to make something for my sister that she needed and what she needed was scrubs . We picked out some fabric and a pattern and I've been making scrubs .
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