If'n yer feelin' lonely If'n yer feelin' blue All ya need to git yerself Is a baby duck... or two.

Ok ya'll, I just couldn't leave that sad post up as the last thing I said today! My goodness. I'm feeling so much better, and ...

Photo by Ralph Eldridge This morning I'd planned on blogging about something fun. The Vintage Camper Museum we'd visited last week,...

I don't use it. Foul language, that is. It's not lady like. But, sometimes, there aren't any other words that work. I did swear ...

I am really enjoying these old magazines. I'm wishing now I hadn't purged them years ago. I saved five. I had 25. I love the ladies ...

Let's try this again, shall we? Should have done this yesterday, but I was too eager to post pics. Last night whilst lying in bed, I tho...

One of my winter goals was to get the upstairs bedroom finished. I painted it about 3 years ago...um, and didn't finish. I have no ide...

After posting about my Crypt Keeper hands the other day, things went from bad to worse. Friday night, my hands just flat out hurt and burned...

Meet your new best friend. Raspberry Ribbons I like saying it with pronounced rolled 'r's. There is no reason, other than I have ser...

Dear Mr. Winter: When we first met last December, you totally swept me off my feet. You promised me days and nights of quiet solitude. You m...