Day Twenty Three: Rocking and Rolling

Day Twenty Three

Pleasant week-end.  SPRING LIKE weather.  I wasn't able to go for a walk as I am still pampering my foot.  Doing better, but it's difficult for me to stay inside on a SPRING like day and not go walking.  Enjoyed my day though.  When I sit, I still move my arms up over my head and twist and turn them as if handling hand weights.  Wiggle my feet and lift my legs as I sit.  KEEP MOVING.

I believe I need to find one pounders and do a exercise with them while I'm sitting.  Arm curls would be helpful as well.  Later I will do some SLOW and I mean SLOW body stretches.  

I remember the DELANY sisters well into their 90s doing floor exercises including doing the bicycle exercise where they were lying on the floor on their backs with their legs up in the air moving their legs as if to be riding a bicycle.  Saw a television program about them many years ago and it wasn't photoshopped.  I was only in my 30s at the time and admired these two ladies so very much.

Getting caught back up with my LAUNDRY!  I would do back flips if I could, but even when my foot isn't injured I cannot do back flips.  I wouldn't even know where to begin as I am well grounded to the earth at my age and weight.  It is better for my health and well being to stay in place.  It's not nice to fool mother nature.

Ever heard your body has a memory?  Well....I think it does in more than one way.

Since Dad's favorite Bible verse was PSALM 23, think I will share this on Day 23.  How appropriate.

PLEASE GOD,  Help us to do the right things concerning people and having respect for people of all ages and races.  In Jesus NAME I pray, amen.

My Dad was 90 years old when he passed.  I saw things and heard things from others that wasn't expected.  It hurt deeply the hardened callousness that they spoke or commented to me about my elderly Dad.  One of the toughest was this callous comment, "He is 90 years old for God's sakes."  

A different person spoke out loud in his presence when he was still able to move, open his eyes and squeeze your hand, "He's a vegetable."

I replied to this person and calmly said,"My Dad isn't a vegetable."

In which this person said to me, "Yes he is, honey."  As if adding the honey part was to put me in my place.  As we were saying our good-byes, I just had to do it...I just had to say, "My Dad HAS NEVER BEEN a vegetable.  He's not an asparagus."  I was pleasant enough when saying this.  I never raised my voice being emotional.  Just calm.

You see there are medical terms that our fine society likes to use.  Even calling a human that can look at you and wiggle as being in a COMA.  

Geez....I was called ignorant and self-centered by a family member.  Truth be known, what does she know about anything?

I was called an embarrassment to the family.  You know who needs enemies when they have people treat you with such arrogance?  

My Father is in heaven.  He never was a vegetable, a fruit or a piece of meat if you ask me.  Though he was 90 he had to fight to get there.  He was a human being that came into this world a human and he went out as a human.  He may not have been able to speak the human language as he laid dying, but he didn't need to to have my respect.  He was dying and not in a coma.  He was my DADDY and I am his daughter.  My reply to one person was just that.  I am my Father's Daughter and you haven't seen anything yet.  

On the solid rock I stand,

d

Day Twenty Two: Poor As Church Mice and Being Happy About It

Day Twenty Two

Day 22.  The number 22 makes me think of when I was 22.
Do you remember being 22 years old?

It's a long time ago for me.  That would have been in the year 1977.  I became pregnant with our second baby in the month of February when the snow was blowing and I was extremely active with our first son who was a whirl wind of energy.  Dear Elvis Presley died that SUMMER when I was prego.  He was my Mother.In.Laws favorite guy performer.  SHE absolutely loved him.  A true FAN.

1977 was a fantastic year to have a BABY!!!  What a delightful LIFE I had and have.  Having a baby during the cold months and tippy toeing into the WINTER where I could stay indoors and enjoy tending to two little boys was ideal for me as I did not like getting out into the cold air with babies.  
I was blessed to stay HOME and make due as best I could on my Husband's salary.  No DAY CARE to go to so I could work a job outside the HOME.  I was the DAY CARE with my children in my care and I LOVED it that way.  

I did not want a BABY SITTER sitting for me.  I wanted the privilege of taking care of my own children.  Financially it was tight, tough and a task.  Not easy by any means, but we made it, ate well, had clean clothes, clean bodies, paid our bills, lived in a very clean tiny tidy house that we called HOME and lived an honest LIFE.  Our freedoms were in tact as we were young and busy being real.  

I regret not being more creative during this time, but was so busy with the babies and house that I really didn't have the energy or time to be creative with crafts and decorating.  Truly we all have the same number of hours in a day, but not all have the same responsibilities in that day.

I made their bedroom cute as I could with toys and a play area.  They were allowed to be with me through out the house.  We lived in a small two bedroom rental with a huge fenced in back yard.  My Kitchen was so tiny there was standing room only for 1 and a half people.  The fridge was outside the door sitting in the larger Dining room.  There was barely room for a stove in this Kitchen where a sink was in front of a window.  I could wash dishes as I looked outside the window that let light into this small room.

If we had had one of those miniature stoves in this room it would have worked better than the huge range we had on loan to us.  Also have a miniature fridge that's on the market these days for apartment living.  TINY KITCHEN.  The L-shaped work area was fine for lil ole me.  It worked alright for fixing meals and washing dishes.  Alright in deed.

I use to sterilize the baby bottles and nipples on the stove top.  I was into clean and sterile and this worked well.  A large pan full of water to boil and sterilize the babies bottles.  The throw away plastic bags that you could use were not in my budget.  Nor were cloth diapers.  So I was one of those mommas that washed bottles and diapers.  Even hung the diapers on the clothes line to dry.  Used plastic pants to cover the cloth diapers so the wet didn't get all over things.

Plastic pants are a thing of the past as far as I know.  If we hadn't used plastic pants then it would have been easier to tell when Baby was wet and needed a change, but we didn't want urine on the upholstered furniture.  So it was either the plastic pants or no upholstered furniture.

I had chocolate brown with white ruffled curtains in my tiny Kitchen.  I remember those curtains.....I loved them so much for a poor woman.  AND I was stinking poor, but loved.

The phone hung on the Dining room wall.  There was a room furnace in there beside the bathroom that held a clawfoot tub.  A large linen closet in the bathroom made a nice storage area.

I think often about that small cottage home 

that I hold dear in my heart.

My little Living room was large enough for a full size sofa, end tables with a couple of chairs and a television set.  Get this....we had a black and white tele and I don't mean the outer casing was black and white.  The picture that was shown on the screen was what was called black and white.  Only got a handful of stations as we were not on cable and there was no such thing as cable in our neck of the woods at that time.  

If there had been we wouldn't have had it as we were poor as church mice as some would say.  Some would have called us poor white trash and we didn't even live in a trailer.  I don't call people poor white trash, but have heard this said about some.

Poor white trash.
Well....how do you do?
I'm fine Thank you,
d

Day Twenty One: How To Simplify And Forget About It

Day Twenty One

How to simplify goes far beyond being organized.  You can be the most organized person on the planet and still be so tightly wound that you have trouble breathing and walking straight.

  Forget about it...who's walking when one is always in a fast trot.

Believing that being organized has its advantages making daily chores more efficient?  It has been an ongoing process for me to organize and coming of age to simplify.  It's gotta be more of an attitude than anything else.  People can have virtually nothing in human possessions and still be such complex people that no one can figure them out.

I'd venture to say that to simplify, one must dive into it head first and come out a new creature.  Surely it's a process of letting go and grabbing onto a different philosophy.  One of not caring so much about so much to being less attracted to the way of the world.  Surely one does not have to be a simpleton to be living a life of simplicity.  

Is simplicity a pipe dream or can one really arrive and call it good?

How do you simplify?  Have less to do with a carefree attitude. 

Do you get rid of multitudes of things so that what you do deal with there's less to deal with?  Do you have lots and just know what to do with everything so there's less time spent on dealing with things?

Is simplifying a matter of having one's priorities in order and not associating with the outside world?  Do we streamline our attentions toward certain activities and focus on certain priorities or do we hang loose with little commitment?   Is it all of the above or altogether different?

More than an attitude or lifestyle?

What does the good 'ole dictionary say about simplifying?  

simplify  

verb (used with object), simplified, simplifying.

1.

to make less complex or complicated; make plainer or easier:

to simplify a problem.

That sounds pretty clear.

Sounds like we have to take action and do something in order to simplify.

To make less complicated and easier.

Doesn't LIFE seem so complicated at times?  I have to pray a great deal and discuss issues with Our Lord and He always listens.  He's the best counselor ever.  

To make LIFE easier I know I have to simplify and that means I have to put into action a way to make LIFE easier.  

21 ways to simplify!
1) Have a file system for your important papers that you need to keep.

2) Have a simple schedule of what needs to be done to make the day run smoother.

3) Take time to pray and think every day in a quiet place.

4) Have less to do in the day and enjoy what you have to do.

5) Less clothing in the closets and in drawers to care for.  
6) Less clutter to dust.  
7) Being organized is important, but so is having a forgiving spirit when messes are made and there will be clean-up.  
8) Our attitudes must be in a correct gear to make our HOMES a more pleasant place to be.  
9) Perhaps we should be more pleasant to be around...less hurried.  
10) FREE YOURSELF UP SO THERE IS MORE OF YOU TO BE THERE FOR LOVED ONES THAT NEED ATTENTION AND TIME.

11) It's my belief that if I have everything organized, a place for everything and everything in its place that this will help ease my mind of where did I put that thing.  This will help streamline effort and have my energies be put to use on far more important issues than not knowing where such and such is.  Amen and amen.

Please help me out here.  Fill in the blank.

12) Have less to do.
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How to simplify?  IN A NUTSHELL:  Take action to have a sweet and calm spirit, be organized and lighten the load of responsibilities by limiting activities that you do not need to be a part of. 

How to simplify?  


Take action and follow through with it.

Perhaps I can,

d

Day Twenty: A Little Birdie Told Me

Day Twenty

I have not learned my lesson about working on my BLOG late at night.  Changing major things is asking for disaster.  I should know better than to tweak my BLOG when I am way too tired.  

One of my SUPER POWERS is getting distracted then forgetting how to undue something I did with the design.  OH NO...OH NO...OH NO!!!  Did I do that?  It is frustrating on one hand and irritating on the other with a headache being birthed when I cannot get back what I changed.

Take a deep breath and HOPE for the best.

The 20th day of the month is here and it seems like this month has vanished.  

I unpacked the goodies I purchased yesterday when I was out and about.  My baby toe is howling with pain.  Trying to not overdue taking IBUPROFEN, but think it will be in order later today.

Another load of laundry will go in my washing machine then paperwork worked on since it is FRIDAY.  I hope to stay HOME today as I need to rest up for the week-end, get laundry caught up and paperwork taken care of.  Hopefully I will get pictures downloaded/uploaded and can share pics of my eye candy room with you as we transition from the Rock Palace to RETIREMENT COTTAGE.  

Maybe I will watch the Inauguration if my television will pick it up.  We are not on cable and basically get only two great channels.  We have ROKU which opens up our selections to watch.  

WINTER is here with SPRING nearer than before.  The Flint Hills will start their burns in February/March.  I tend to forget the smoky atmosphere once the fields are burned until they start again in late WINTER/early SPRING.  Bothers asthma sufferers.

Listening to the birds chirp reminds me that SPRING will come.  For the time being I've got to stay busy with interior activities.  Plenty to do.  A little birdie told me.
Plenty.

All the best.
Blessings,
d

Day Nineteen: Prairie Beauty and Wondering What's For Dinner

Kansas Flint Hills

Day Nineteen

Wintery day today as I drove my car down an old highway to a neighboring town to go to a Hair Salon.  Needed a wash and a trim.  The countryside looked like an oil painting of greys, browns and burnt oranges.  The reddish rubble in the fields makes for a beautiful sight.  Cattle grazed in the open fields not noticing the rain.  

My drive was pleasant.  My  hair appointment went well.  Afterwards I drove over to a favorite thrift shop where I bought a little porcelain doll that resembles Shirley Temple.  Just a dollar.  Thought she was cute.  Bought a few items as I noticed a Williamsburg chandelier with fabric shades that will make a room more lovely as it will be a crowning beauty. 

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I bought the chandy.  We will find a new location for her as I felt the need to buy her for some reason.  SHINE BRIGHT.

I drove HOME.  Raining.

Looking out across the Flint Hills admitting that it has a calming affect on me.  Calms me seeing the open spaces.  It truly is a beautiful sight to see firsthand.  

Sweet Husband fixed goulash for us for supper.  Delicious HOT meal on this cold day.  Added some sugar to the goulash to take the edge off of the tomato's acid.  A neat trick.  

The Presidential Inauguration is in a few hours.  How it will go we shall see.  History is in the making and I wonder what the new First Lady will wear. 

I suspect the new First Lady will be a trend setter and America will copy her hair, make-up and dress.

It might help if we knew what her favorite color is.  I hear it's GOLD.

Shall we call her Mel for short?
How shallow can an old Lady get,
d  

Day Eighteen: How I killed A Dragon and Stayed Alive

Day Eighteen

The day I killed a dragon and stayed alive is really not so.  Obstacles in our way sometimes seem like monsters desiring to destroy or kill us.  I've been presented with a few obstacles in my way that nearly killed me, but for some apparent reason, I survived.  My Husband and I kid about AND THE ALIENS DIDN'T GET US!

There was a huge epidemic back in the 1970s that people in southwest Kansas were reporting UFOs.  We had a sighting and that in itself is a story that I will not expound on right now, but recently my Husband and I were talking about things we had gone through and he jokingly mentioned, "AND THE ALIENS DIDN'T GET US!"

I looked at him crossed eyed and didn't understand where he was coming from then he explained about remembering the time we saw UFOs.  I let out a laugh and so did he.  I do remember the time back in 1975 that we saw something difficult to explain.  We did not come face to face with aliens from another world nor were we abducted by any.  grins.  They didn't get us.

We still have some obstacles to confront.  If we jump over them, walk around or hit them head on all will require much out of us.  If I call this latest obstacle a dragon, it might be too tame of a name for it.  I've never seen a fire breathing dragon in reality just pictures of artist renditions of dragons.  I hope to never actually confront a dragon if there be such a thing.  Still Satan is a liar and I agree that he is a serpent ready to inflict pain on God's people.  He is the molester of our souls.  Wickedly evil.  Destructive and mean spirited.  

Killing this particular DRAGON we are facing for the time being is taking much out of us.  I'm hanging on tight to God's promises and crying out.  I've entered into HIS throne room to ask for HIS help and direction as to what are we to do.  Praying because He allows me to enter into HIS presence and seek HIS attention because I am a child of the most high God due to Jesus being my personal saviour.  I accepted him.  He is mine.

LORD, You are my shield and the lifter of my head.  You alone are the finisher of my faith.  You are my hiding place and my GOD.  You are my salvation and the lover of my soul.  You alone are worthy to be praised.  You alone are GOD.

Kill this dragon for me and I will give you all the praise and glory,
d    

Day Seventeen: Having Trouble Standing

Day Seventeen

Sometimes my knees hurt......

d

Day Sixteen: Chillin' On The Prairie and Being Part Cowgirl

Day Sixteen

Perhaps I will take some time for watching VICTORIA a day after it was broadcasted on Sunday night.  Through ROKU I can do this.  This cold weather is well seasoned for ideal television watching as a sport.  

Perfect conditions for entertaining sitting in front of the television and entering into a different time.  Did watch the 1993 movie GERONIMO: An American Legend. 

VICTORIA will be all together a different culture 

from across the pond. 

  

We did get some chilly rain, cold temps, but no thick ice.  In southwest Kansas where I grew up the trees are iced over with huge branches breaking off.  Destroying their beauty with many trees falling completely over.  Power shortages are taking place.  Brrrrr.  A fireplace or generator are needed.  It's a reality needing a backup system to fight the cold inside ones home.    

Will continue washing clothes in the new washing machine then using her sidekick the dryer.  Drying on the delicate setting sometimes leaves articles slightly damp.  If I place these items on a hanger and allow them to air dry in the bathroom on a towel rack that hangs right above a heater vent then they finish drying right nice.  Helps clothing not shrink.  

I had a tricky dryer before that overheated when not set to...this new dryer is being tried out as I go.  Getting acquainted with new appliances takes some time.

Bumped my sore toes AGAIN and wished I hadn't.   Today I continue to sit.  Better work on paperwork when I can.  Have plenty to do.  

We're one day closer to SPRING.  I will miss my big yard filled with flowers.  I learned that I loved Irises at the Rock Palace.  Tulips along with crocus were the first to show off their blooms.  When the green shoots go through the top soil, it's just a matter of days before they bloom.  This year, Lord willing, I will stare at the blooms and admire their beauty.  The Irises are not far behind.  Generally they are in bloom for six weeks or so.  Five years ago our SPRING was six weeks early.  The blooms were magnificent and larger than normally.  

Between Irises and Lilacs I have SPRING pleasure.  Last year our lilacs did not flourish.  This was a disappointment.  It was odd that they did not bloom well.  Blaming the chem trails.  Could it be?

 Cold weather promises me time indoors to where I surf.  I found this delightful KANSAS RANCH...dreaming I'm a cowgirl at the ranch.  A cowgirl in a dress.  I think it would be better if I stayed in the big house being a certified LADY.  Is there such a thing as a COWlady.  Moo.  I know I've been called a heifer a time or two.  

Warming my heart: The Clover Cliff Ranch 

via internet.  

A place I'd like to visit.

  CLOVER CLIFF RANCH 

BED and BREAKFAST.  

http://www.clovercliffranch.com 

https://www.facebook.com/Clover-Cliff-Ranch-Bed-and-Breakfast-1394289700849433

BEAUTIFUL ROOMS TO RETREAT TO.

Lovely place.

This lovely B 'n B caught my eye.

Hope I can stay there soon.

The Victorian furniture is a favorite style to me.

BEFORE reading up on the different 

styles of antique settees, 

I had no idea who JOHN JELLIFF was.

I had heard of John Henry Belter before and actually viewed his beautifully designed furniture at the St. Louis Campbell House.  STUNNING PLACE.

John Jelliff's designs are just as beautiful.

http://rarevictorian.com/shop/?site=John-Jelliff

GETTING AN EDUCATION ON FURNITURE DESIGN.

ALL THE HOURS I HAVE SPENT REVIEWING SITES 

MAY HAVE FINALLY PAID OFF.

WELL MAYBE.

Have a pleasant day.

God Bless,

d

Day Fifteen: Staying Indoors and Please Pass The Chicken

Day Fifteen

Finally the ice arrived.  Finally.  More tonight.  We did not get what other areas received....yet.  Not disappointed.  Staying indoors and working.  The little neighbor boy next door is outside screaming. He plays loud.  Why he is outside I am not sure.  They have a chicken coop in there backyard.  Perhaps he was helping his daddy.  He does that sometimes.  I noticed that they had the chicken coop lit last night.  Suppose this was a heating unit as cold as it got.  The coop glowed brightly as if on fire.  Was a pretty sight to see.  Not every day do I see such a sight.  Neighbors will have fried eggs for sure as they keep chickens.

Their chickens got out of their coop last week as I heard them clucking outside my window.  Ornery me thought I could ring one of their necks and have a chicken dinner!  I have never in my LIFE rung a chicken's neck.  I have no idea how this is done. other than that I've heard others talk.  Still it was a thought that I did not entertain for long.  Apparently they made their way back to the coop because they are clucking today as I sit indoors where it's warm.

Should I add ringing a chicken's neck to my Bucket List?  Don't think so, but hey that would be a challenging thing for this old Lady to do.  I think I should update my BUCKET LIST.    

STAYING INDOORS.  My day begins with a bathroom break, morning meds and waiting for my cup of coffee to cool before sipping.  A load of laundry going into the washing machine.  I should call my washing machine Rosie since she's my maid that seldom talks back.  A robot.  All good robots should have a decent name.  Then should I name the dryer?  Have to think on that one.  HANK.  John.  Leroy.  Geronimo.  Jerry.  Breezy.  Dryer.   

Open the Parour shades.  Pick off dried out geranium leaves from two plants by front window.  Unload the dish rack.  The dishes have air dried overnight.  Wash any dishes that are dirty from late night milk break.  Sit in comfy chair.  Jot down in my a spiral notebook what I need to get accomplished for the day and what I hope to get done.  Paperwork.   Look over the bills and pray.  Make phone calls.  

Breakfast varies.  Sometimes Coffee with cream is my Breakfast.  Knowing this is considered UNHEALTHY since breakfast is the most important meal of the day as I was told as a child attending public school in Liberal, Kansas.  I was eager to please the teachers as I was innocent and obedient.  Didn't want to get into trouble.  So I didn't.  Sometimes I think back and wished I had been more ornery.  For real.  For sure.  

Another load of laundry dealt with.  Think about Supper.  Takes steps to prepare for it.  Groom, dress, make bed.

After my toes heal, think I will take slow leisurely morning walks to the Post Office like clockwork.  Back Home.  Rest.  Blog, write a book, decorate, tidy on house.  Think and pray.  Lunch.  Clean-up.  Another load of laundry.  REST BREAK.  Afternoon for whatever....study, read, write, shop, etc.  Supper.  Clean-up.  Evening off.

Our lil cottage has a tidy front room which is dressed up with lace curtains and Eastlake Victorian Parlour furniture.  Delicate furniture isn't very practical for larger framed people, but this doll room furniture for the time being is being used for eye candy to help ease my mind's tension of working at fitting into this sweet place.  

Next comes tidying the Master Bedroom so when waking in the mornings it looks pleasant and before retiring at night it is a peaceful retreat.  

Today I had better take an early bath just in case the power goes off.  Soaking my sore foot and toes will ease the pain.  The power may go off as it rains freezing rain on the power lines.  

Back in 2007, our power went off for about 8 hours during the day.  Watched the thermostat temp drop every hour on the hour.  It was finally getting really cold inside the old stone house where we lived.  We loaded up in the car and drove to the court house where all could gather to stay warm.  As we were nearly there the Downtown Christmas lights came on.  Power was back on.  Back HOME we went ready to warm up.

Much to say about the Friday Inauguration of Mister Trump.  Pros and cons all over the internet.  I don't dare say what I think about Mister Trump.  I would get hit on both sides and then some.  If I dare say that he is a puppet with his strings being pulled by the illuminati, many will not agree.  If I say there is a illuminati many will react.  If I say there are Kabbalist running the country....many will laugh.  If I say Freemasons own this country many will look at me like what are you talking about? If I say our country is already ran by a certain group of Bankers, many will frown.  If I say I believe.....all together now...many will flip out.  So what am I to say?  Please pass the chicken.

Sunday THOUGHTS.
Blessed,
d

Day Fourteen: Parlour Pride and Small Places

Three Piece Parlour Set That We Purchased Last October

Day Fourteen

Waited for the terrible weather to arrive in my little corner of the world which didn't make its appearance.  Perhaps tonight it will.  The first wave missed us as we were to be in the middle of it.

I have no desire to go anywhere today.  HOME is where I want to be.  Sipping coffee thinking that today would be a great HOT Chocolate drinking day.

Yesterday the wonderful electrician arrived and laid hands on my utility room bringing it back to life.  Up to speed.  Dear HUBBY scooted the washer and dryer back into place this afternoon.  Laundry tonight.  

This morning I rearranged my eye candy room.  The little Parlour settee was angeled so I could place a lamp by a functioning outlet.  Don't believe I will go the distance with a kerosene lamp though I have some.  Occasionally I light them.  Nostalgic beauty.  

TOOK SOME PICS.  The house is so small that the front Parlour is more like an entry way.  I'm sure that when this cottage was brand new it was viewed as lovely with a front Parlour and teeny tiny furniture for delicate small petite Ladies and their company.   With today's standards bigger furniture is all the NORM.  I'm a big momma so I prefer the structurally larger furniture for COMFORT and SAFETY.  It's not nice to let people collapse while sitting on a tiny piece of furniture not suited for big stock.  Not nice at all.     

The outside lighting streaming into the house is overcast which is my favorite atmosphere to photograph in.  Just something about the grey lighting allows a softer touch.

Originally I purchased this Parlour furniture for a Doll room.  This was something I had hoped for many years.  I've admired fine Eastlake Parlour Suite because I just did.  A high victorian room would be a dream.   Dreaming, but being realistic.   

Bitter cold out, but comfortable inside.  
Hot chocolate weather,
d     

Day Thirteen: Baskets For Everything

Day Thirteen

Stayed HOME today, tidied some, located my Longaberger baskets, organized and waited for the electrician to work on the power source in the utility room.  In hopes of doing laundry this week-end.  

Once upon a time I had no Longaberger Baskets.  They were out of my price range.  Finally.  I went to a HOME Party when I lived in Marion, Kansas and bought a Tea Basket and a pie plate.  Prepping myself for sticker shock.  I had seen the catalog.  The sales ticket was high for me.  I gulped then proceeded to buy these.  I left the party a proud owner waiting for the order to come in.  

My collection has grown through the years.  A year ago March I bought a Magazine Basket with protector and cloth liner all together for $22.  Thrilled.  I knew I had a find.

Last month, my dear neighbor gave me a 2004 Christmas Basket filled with candy.  Thrilled.  For thinking I would never have a Longaberger basket to having some, makes me happy.

For the time being

 I am satisfied with what I have.

Thank you for stopping by.

God Bless and all the best,

d