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to you it's just a gum wrapper

The spring I turned ten I started collecting stuff. Some stuff was given to me. Some stuff I thought was cool and other stuff I thought I might use someday.  For instance, I had what was once the wooden handle of a hammer. The broken end could be sharpen to a point and used to kill vampires in the event of an attack.  In a pinch you could use it to stab a werewolf in the foot, at least that would give you time to get away (I was still on the lookout for a silver bullet.)   When mid-summer rolled around, I had almost two shoe boxes full of stuff. Gum wrappers, feathers, sticks, seriously misspelled notes, rocks, and do dads of all kinds. After a morning of playing with my friends, I headed home to empty my pockets to make room for what the afternoon might bring. I went straight to my room, bent down next to my bed, extended my arm under to get one of the boxes. I felt nothing... so I take a look....  my shoe boxes are gone! gone. gone. gone. As in nothing under the bed. No

hip to be square

With a stack of pretty paper squares and double stick tape - my closet/dressing room is starting to take shape.      The funky light is an old metal basket with a filament blub (a flea find.)  The paper squares are normally used for scrapbooking. I'll add photos and art.  TA DA ...My very own scrapbook wall! The art (Lovely As A Tree) peeking thru the light fixture is by A.L. Burke. LOVE. http://funnyskullgrin.tumblr.com/ This is a jewelry stand. Jumped for joy when I found this! A favorite dress. I Found this Beth Frank one of  a kind belt at an estate sale. The sign on the door stated no kids, but the boy and I went in anyway. He held my hand, we smiled at the lady with the stern look and walked right to the table where this and two other belts were. I didn't decide right away and thought we should keep moving before we were asked to leave and I could think about w

knock knock knockers on heaven's door

         Knockers : one that knocks : as a : a metal ring, bar, or hammer hinged to a door for use in knocking         k'nocker - (Yiddish) a big shot who knows it and acts that way; a boastful immoderate person I love a good door knocker. Nothing says "Welcome" or "Enter At Your Own Risk" like a well placed knocker. Currently, I do not have a door knocker. I have instead, a door bell and a "speakeasy" I love the look of surprise when the little door opens and I say Helloooo....password please.  I had both a door bell and a knocker at my last home. Some visitors rang the bell, ignoring the knocker completely. Others, knocker only.  Not to be forgotten - that rare visitor who employed the full force of both the knocker and bell. These frantic you must open the door types were largely ignored.  Seriously. We're not home.  How about you?  Are you a Knocker or a bell? Or the rare "I kn

kinda blue - a party on the lawn

This is what can happen when families work together to make a dream come true. Much Happiness to Brynn and Kurt.         New York’s St. Regis Hotel Unveils New Tiffany Suite          A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person. Mignon McLaughlin