Tuesday, February 26, 2013


It is amazing how far your mind can go just by reading a book. And you can pick which way you would like it to go. For instance: You are on a battlefield and the enemy is on your tail; your best friend has been shot. Do you have the strength it takes to get to safety along with your friend before the enemy reaches you? Or how about you are in a magical world with wizards and mages; in order to save one of the wizard's from peril, you are sent on a journey to gather everything you need for a potion that only a witch can brew to save it's life? Along the way you encounter many enemies to stop you.
All you have to do is dive into a book and be swept off your feet.

Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Old Out House

If you are old enough, and can remember the old "Out-House", then you will chuckle at this one........
The Old Gas Station

The service station trade was slow.
The owner sat around,
With sharpened knife and cedar stick.
Piled shavings on the ground.

No modern facilities had they,
The log across the rill
Led to a shack, marked His and Hers
That sat against the hill.

"Where is the ladies restroom, sir?"
The owner leaning back,
Said not a word but whittled on,
And nodded toward the shack.

With quickened step she entered there
But only stayed a minute,
Until she screamed, just like a snake
Or spider might be in it.

With startled look and beet red face
She bounded through the door,
And headed quickly for the car.
Just like three gals before.

She tripped and fell -- got up,
and then In obvious disgust,
Ran to the car, stepped on the gas,
And faded in the dust.

Of course we all desired to know
What made the gals all do
The things they did, and then we found out what
The whittling owner knew.

A speaking system he'd devised
To make the thing complete,
He tied a speaker on the wall
Beneath the toilet seat.

He'd wait until the gals got set, and then the devilish tyke,
would stop his whittling long enough, to speak into the mike.

And as she sat, a voice below, struck terror, fright and fear
"Will you please use the other hole?  We're painting under here."

Friday, February 15, 2013

Seamstress Sewing Machine

This is my Seamstress sewing machine. It used to be a foot paddle one but was changed into electric. It really is a tough little machine. The only draw back is the bobbin. It does not hold very much. My husband recently had to rewire it.

Monday, February 4, 2013

Winter Hum Drums

This is the time of year where you wish the cold and snow would just go away. I must say we have had an unusual winter up to this point. Last week it got up to 51 degrees one day! That never happens. When this picture was taken a few minutes ago it was 15 degrees with a wind chill of 1 degree. The blue sky looks so heavenly; we haven't seen much of it. We have a lot more snow than this too by now. The family members that live in the south report temperatures between the 70's and low 80's. Oh my!!