Friday, December 24, 2010

My Gift

Looksee What I Won! Jenny Matlock over at ..."off on my tangent"...    said my name was drawn. Suhweet! It arrived in the mail today! Perfect timing! Isn't the little doggy on the card adorable. And Christmas tea! I can't wait to drink that! And.....

........ I couldn't wait until tomorrow to open my package.

A Chickberry recipe book! How nice! I've never won anything online before!

I have been looking through it and I think I'm going to have to make that Peanut Butter Texas Sheet Cake, Jenny. And there's a bisquit recipe by Jenny too! Yipee! I have been searching for a good bisquit recipe! And there's even room for me to add my own favorite recipes too! Thank You Jenny for the cookbook! That was very nice of you! I'll cherish it always!

My family has all gone to their homes to wait for Santa. I in my night gown and mister in his John Wayne pajammies, the grands gave him for Christmas, are going to bed!

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."



How do you store your special ornaments?

I have found that the Florida heat in my attic has been too harsh and several of my old lovelies have been ruined or cracked and I hate to lose anymore. If I store them inside, space is limited.

So, my question is how do you store your vintage ornaments?

Care to share??   

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The Christmas Piglet

When I was a little girl my father went hunting every hunting season. I even walked behind him not knowing that he was tracking a deer. And if you can get beyond the fact that doing so is considered a very unsafe decision on a parent’s part, please keep in mind that song that Bucky Covington sings “A Different World” because I grew up in a different world from kids today.

One Christmas my father came home from the hunting lease with a burlap sack tied with a red ribbon. There was something wiggling inside that sack! My older sister always wanted a pet Raccoon and thought perhaps my father brought one home for her for Christmas! After she asked him if it was a Raccoon, my father told her that Raccoons don’t make good pets because he had one as a child and it turned mean on him. So we wondered what was wiggling inside the burlap bag. Then we heard this thing squeal as my father placed the burlap sack on the cold shiny asbestos tile floor. When it wiggled its way out of the sack it shot down the hall, slippin’ and a slidin’ trying for all its might to get a foothold, to get away from four squealing little girls.

There it was. A squealing spotted piglet being chased by four little squealing girls. It finally managed to out maneuver us and hightailed for the dark space under mine and my little sister’s bed. All one could see were four little butts sticking out from under a bed. What fun! What excitement! What a wonderful Christmas present.

After we caught this little piglet, and it was so very little, and each sister had an opportunity to hold it and pet it, our father told us how he found it. Apparently its mother had been killed, which was illegal to do so, and her untimely death left behind several little piglets. Each of my father’s hunting partners caught a piglet and each took a baby piglet home to bottle feed until it was old enough to survive on its own. Or at least that’s the version my father chose to tell us.

We bottle fed that little piglet until it was too big for its temporary home inside one of our rabbit pens. After Christmas, our father then gave our little piglet to a family that lived out in the woods. He said it was a better place for the piglet to grow up and we never saw that piglet again. I can only hope it didn’t end up on my plate at some point down the road.

Many years have come and gone since that Christmas, but I will always remember that little Christmas piglet.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Christmas Cards? or E Cards?

Dortie's Card
This little card was given to me by a very dear old friend named Dortie. Dortie is no longer with us. But every year I pull her precious little card out and remember her at Christmas.

Today I got a really cute Christmas E-card in my email in box. The sad thing about it is I could not show it to anyone else. I couldn't place it in a pretty bowl for my family to enjoy reading or looking at it during this Christmas time. I couldn't save it and look back at it next year, or the year after that. I was so disappointed.

So there it is. Is this the end of sending Christmas cards through the mail to your neighbors and friends and relatives faraway? What if someone doesn't have a computor? Will you just say oh well?

I'd rather pay 44 cents for a stamp and give someone something other than a bill to open up this month. In addition to that, I'd rather support the United States Post Office who in turn employs many postal workers and carriers.

Letter writing is becoming a way of the past. Just like cursive writing is being done away with in schools. For all of you christians out there, let's continue to spread good tidings of great joy by sending Christmas cards through the United States Postal Service.

Luke 2:10-14 (King James Version)

10. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
11. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
12. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
13. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,
14. Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.


My Old Lovelies

I love collecting old vintage ornaments. They hold many memories for me. Christmas trees should hold memories and that's why these old lovelies come home with me.

 Silent Night ornaments have always been a favorite. We had one on our tree when I was a little girl. The four of us girls would lay around the tree on Christmas eve and vote on the favorite ornaments. It was always the Silent Night ornament and the manger ornament. I had them for years, and gave them both to my daughter. They are now her favorites too.

 Old Shiny Brite ornaments find a new home here.
 I love an ornament that tells a story. This one reminds me of my daughter skating. She wanted to skate with the rest of the children but we knew she didn't know how considering she was born and raised in Florida. We let her go out on the ice rink anyway and to our amazement, she took off like she had skated all her life! I'll never forget the joy on her face.
 An old feather tree ornament. Someday I'll find a real feather tree and give this little fellow a proper home.

 Another old Shiny Brite.
 Merry Christmas! People don't say that anymore. I can remember saying that in lieu of goodbye.
 I even buy some ornaments because they look old.

This pretty little ornament was a K-Mart ornament. I bought four and gave my daughter three.
I can remember buying ornaments for my Christmas tree back in the early 70's. They had peace signs on them. Haven't seen any of those around yet. Well, that is not all of my vintage ornaments. Just all that I was able to pull down from the attic by myself. Maybe next year I'll have a real tree again and can put the rest of my old lovelies on my tree.

Do you have any old ornaments to share?

Friday, December 3, 2010

Thrifty Finds

This week I am participating in a little Linky party called Junkin Finds. It's being hosted by Linda over at her A LA CARTE blog . You'll be amazed at some of the nice thrifty things that friends can find while out and about. You can check them out here:

This week has flown by like a whirlwind. First the rain came, and then the cold. I just had to get out of the house and run errands or I think I'd go crazy. Don't think I am ungrateful, I love my husband, he is my best friend in life, but, I did work with him for 25 years in addition to spending everyday and night with him, and sometimes a girl just needs a little time to her self. I like to look through antique stores and he doesn't. It's a good way to kill a day. This week I hit pay dirt! For over 25 years I have been collecting Early American Prescut or EAPC. It's glassware made by Fire King/Anchor Hocking. My mom had a few pieces and I have always loved the way it makes a table look. My thrifty finds this week are the 8 34 " EAPC bowl  for $6.00, the creamer for $3, the sugar for $4, and the underplate for $4.95.
EAPC 8 3/4 inch scalloped bowl

EAPC Creamer, Sugar and underplate

To see the rest of my collection click here:

Happy Hunting!

Alphabe~Thursday ~J is for Jasmine

 I am linking to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe~Thursday. This week is about the letter "J". If you haven't already done so, you can stop by Jenny's blog and read some fun and creative stories here:

Photo credits: Wikipedia
 J is for Jasmine

She wondered where her momma had ever come up with a name like Jasmine. It even sounded exotic. She snorted, like momma had ever been anywhere other than this old town. Looking down at her momma’s hand, she turned it over and ran her fingers across the palm. Studying the callused, frail and boney hand, she thought this hand belonged to a stranger, not the hand of her momma. Not the hand that sewed all her dresses, or brushed her hair, or turned the pages of the Bible when she read to her. Snot started to trickle down her nose and she let go of her momma’s hand to wipe her nose with the backside of her hand.
“Momma?” she softly whispered. “Momma can you hear me?” She rolled her eyes and sniffed.” Like the dead can speak.” She wondered aloud to herself.

The cool breeze that floated through her mother’s bedroom window was scented with a delicate perfume smell. She wondered why she never noticed it before. Letting go of her mother’s hand she stood and walked to the window. She could see the faces of men standing around the fire barrel. One man poking the flames with a stick, another was taking a drag off his cigarette, and two others were passing a bottle of something back and forth. She couldn’t hear anything they were saying. She couldn’t smell the fire or the cigarette either. All she could smell was that delicate perfume smell.

Jasmine turned to take one last look at her mother laid out in her best dress. Her Hair combed. Her Bible lying across her chest, one hand resting on the Bible, the other dropped to her side on the bed. Jasmine quickly picked up the dropped hand, kissed it and laid it softly on top of her mother’s other hand.

“Bye momma.” She whispered “I love you. I’ll always love you!”

Jasmine stood there frozen, staring down at her momma. She finally managed to walk over to the rocking chair, lifted her mother’s delicate ivory hand crocheted shawl and wrapped it tightly around her shoulders. Her mother’s scent still lingered on the shawl. She started to the door, she couldn’t look back or she would cry again. Jasmine walked down the hall and out the front door, letting the screen door slam behind her. Everyone stopped and stared at Jasmine.

“You alright child?” her grandmother stepped up next to her and ran her hand through Jasmine’s hair.

“Granny?” Jasmine looked up at her grandmother. She had the same eyes as her momma.

“Yes child?” her grandmother gave her a sad look.

“Granny what’s that I smell?” Jasmine asked.

“What do you smell child?” Granny asked.

“It smells sweet. Like perfume.” Jasmine cocked her head to the side, and looked at her grandmother with a puzzled expression.

Granny reached out for Jasmine to hold her hand and said “Come with me child.” Her grandmother walked her around the house to her mother’s window. There the sweet smell got stronger.

“That’s the smell granny! What is it?” Jasmine asked in bewilderment.

Jasmine’s grandmother reached out and broke off a small clump of white flowers and tucked them in Jasmine’s hair. The fragrant smell permeated the air around her head.

“Your daddy planted that bush for your momma when they got married. It bloomed the night you were born. Your momma said she was so mesmerized by the smell that she never had any pain giving birth to you. Said it was like God took away the pain with the sweetness of it's smell, and replaced it with the joy of your beautiful birth! Said it was God’s gift to her for waiting so long to have a child, for waiting so long to have you, Jasmine.

“What’s it called?” Jasmine asked as she fingered the delicate flowers in her hair.

“It’s called Jasmine.” Granny said with tears welling in her eyes.


Monday, November 29, 2010

My Christmas Hutch

Pfaltzgraff Ruby Red and Winterberry
Now my kitchen feels like Christmas!

This little guy is special. He was made the year my oldest grandson was born. 1994

I love Cardinals!

These sparkle trees are from Home Interiors.

And this little vintage blow mold was purchase for $2.00.

This tureen was a thrift store find.

And so was the small tureen on the left.

As well as the 2 large white platters.

We usually set out a Christmas eve spread in the kitchen. I am so glad this is all decorated. One less thing to fuss with!

Well that was my Holiday redo on my china cabinet and my hutch. I need a nap now!

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Saturday Centus #30~My Gemini Horoscope

This week Jenny Matlock has put a twist in her Saturday Centus. We must randomly pick a horoscope and write a 100 word short story about the kind of day that horoscope predicts. If you haven't already done so, please stop by her blog and check out some great stories written by some pretty talented people here:

I chose my horoscope out of our local free “throw out” newspaper. I don’t subscribe to any papers as I already pay through the nose for an HD bundle. This HD bundle includes lightning fast internet (Ha Ha yeh right!), HD television (with a mega remote that I don’t know how to use and I actually think the picture sucks!), and a phone service with free long distance (which doesn’t work when there is NO power! Do you think they could have told us that up front??) The hubs said “We gotta have it!!” So we have it! So who needs a stinkin’ newspaper paper when I can get all that stuff for $180 bucks!!

Now onto my horoscope prompt which is taken from that little free throw out paper we like to call the Mullet wrapper (cause that’s about all it’s good for):

"Focus on what makes you happy. If your heart isn’t in it don’t do it. If you have to do distasteful things learn to love them or don’t do them. Like attracts like in the universe. What we sow we reap back multiplied. Don’t forget this. For this to work you must be following your heart, not your head. Do this and be happy."

So now I pick the kind of day that horoscope predicts and here it is….Oh I forgot to tell you that my evil Gemini twin wrote this.

Today is “Black Friday.” I roll on my side and the first thing I see when I open my eyes is the dog’s butt in my face.

“Need coffee now!”

Fast forward. Bed made, laundry going, lunch made and I’m out the door to tackle the crowd. I have a list. I’m on a mission.

Hubby calls at 5:30 and wants to know how I am doing. He’s not fooling me. I know he is just hungry.

Fast forward. It’s 8:30 pm I purchased two stinkin’ gifts. What was I thinking? I guess I wasn’t following my heart. Stupid horoscope!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

"Mix It Up" for Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Tablescape

Remember earlier I said I was going to use different patterns to create my Thanksgiving table this year? Well here it is! I am very pleased with the way it turned out. I alternated the mustard, green, and rust place settings and I really like the look! See!! You can mix and match and still have a nice tablescape!

This is my center piece a local Florist Shop made for me this year. The ceramic pumpkins came from the Dollar Tree.

These are my Metlox Poppy Spiral candle stick holders. I just love them. They are old, but very versatile. Just change out the candle and they go with everything!

The 4 rust colored dinner plates were found at a thrift store. I purchased 4 of these salad plates from Walmart. I've had the napkin rings so long I can't remember where I got them from (probably WalMart). The napkins are from Target. The crystal goblets are Shannon by Godinger, the pattern is Milano. The flatware is Onieda. Tablecloth is Turning Leaf by Vera.

I purchased 4 of these mustard colored plates from Pier 1.
I purchased 4 of these green dinner plates and 4 of the Rooster salad plates off eBay. I just love the shape of the dinner plates. The napkin rings are from J.C. Penney. They were  on clearance 2 years ago.


I hope all your loved ones will come to the table and celebrate Thanksgiving with you. Remember to share your abundance with those less fortunate, and give glory to God for all things!
Blessings to all!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Collecting Jadite

I started collecting Jadite back in the 80's when it was pasted all over Martha Stewart's kitchen. Since moving, I have downed sized and sold or gave away quite a bit of it. Here's what's left. I occasionally look for the odd piece now and again. I thought I'd add some fall colors in with it to make the Jadite  color stand out.

Grill plates. I only have three of these and a set if Swirl mixing bowls.

The large measuring bowl and range Salt & Pepper shakers. Those are Restaurant ware salad plates in the background. I got rid of the Jane Ray pattern I had been collecting and decided to only collect the Restaurant ware. I like the feel of it. It's heavier and has more substance to it compared to the more delicate Jane Ray pattern. The little pumpkin salt-n-pepper shakers are from the Dollar Tree.

This is one of two Art Deco vases I have left.

My Bon Bon bowl on the right and my vary rare find, a Jadite meat grinder.

Remember these? They were from my Thrifty finds. The plate was $0.50 and the Tuscan compote was $1.99. I threw them in for a pop of color.


This weekend I will be decorating my hutch for Christmas. I guess that makes me a bored housewife huh??

Happy Thanksgiving!


Saturday, November 20, 2010

Saturday Centus #29 ~A Savory Meeting

I am participating in Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus. This is a themed writing meme. You can use UP to 100 words to tell your story. The prompt does not count for your 100 words AND it must be left intact in the body of your story. No illustrations are permitted. Your story can be fact or fiction. This week’s prompt is in bold: “Pardon me,” said Tom T. Urkee.

If you haven't already done so, please stop by her blog and read some of the creative entries by going here:


“Pardon me," said Tom T. Urkee.

“Aren’t you Virginia H. Amm, great granddaughter of “The” Smithfield H. Amm?

Virginia spiraled around. “Why yes I am!”

“Allow me to introduce my wife, Letteese Ann Tomato.”

“Letteese opted to keep her maiden name. She came from a long variety of Tomatoes. Her great grandfather was the great “Beefsteak” Tomato. I do believe your great grandfather paired up with him back in 1621."

“We were just on our way to an after party at a new place called Club Sand Witch. Care to join us?”

“Do you mind if my friends May Onaise and Frenchez Mustard come along too?

Friday, November 19, 2010

Thrifty Finds

This week I am participating in a little Linky party called Junkin Finds. It's being hosted by Linda over at her A LA CARTE blog . You'll be amazed at some of the nice thrifty things that friends can find while out and about. You can check them out here:

You can click on this picture to enlarge it.

Christmas poppers from Lilian Vernon $3.00. These will look great on my Christmas table!

Small scrapbook, appears to be unused $1.99. Perfect for our latest trip to Walton's Mountain! This particular one is $9.99 at Target.

A Pooh book for my new little granddaughter (to be here soon). $.39 cents.

Another yellow doily. $.50 cents. I guess you can tell I like yellow.

A vintage beaded orange and 4 new green napkins. I purchased these in an antique store in Amelia Island. The napkins are hem stitched and were $1.97 each. The orange was $8.00. A little expensive but the orange is really heavy and I have been looking for beaded fruit without the sequins. And this one doesn't have any sequins!

You can click on this picture to enlarge it.

I found these little gems at an estate sale here in my neighborhood.

The green Fire King vase was $1.00. This makes my third green piece. Now I am a collector of green FireKing. I still collect the red and the Jadite too!

The sweet little honey pot was $1.00

And I saved the best for last. A pair of white milk glass spiral taper candle holders made by Westmoreland. Shown in the first picture. I put the black tapers from Halloween in them so you can see how they look. I just love them! They match my milk glass fruit bowl and they were only $9.99 for the pair. I have seen higher prices for them so I feel I did well.
About Thrifting
  • I have noticed recently that the prices are really going up at the SPCA Thrift store and The Goodwill retail store in my area. I like to donate and shop at the SPCA because I am all for helping out the animals, but I hesitate to buy anything now unless it's really a bargain. So do your homework first before you go and know what the going price is for something. Let the clerks know that you can buy it new for the same price. They won't change the way they price items unless you bring it to their attention.  
  • Another thing I have noticed that The SPCA and Salvation Army do, but not Goodwill,  is that they  mark on things with indelible ink, like Sharpies. It is very hard to get off and sometimes I won't buy the item if I don't think I can get it off. Bring this to the attention of the clerks that work there. That is the only way you will get them to stop doing this.
Happy Hunting!

Grandma's Bragging Rights!

My awesome and talented grandson, and I have 6 awesome grandsons, is the Florida Winner for the 2009~2010 Federal Jr. Duck Stamp!

~Yay!  Way to Go!~

Grandma keeps a well stocked craft bin at her house, in hopes of encouraging her grandchildren to be artistic. I think it has paid off! Don't you?

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Alphabe~Thursday "I" is for Ipanema

I am linking to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe~Thursday. This week is about the letter "I".  If you haven't already done so, you can stop by Jenny's blog and read some fun and creative stories here:

“I” is for Ipanema
Ipanema is a neighborhood in the southern region of Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. It is the birth place of Bossa Nova and the beach at Ipanema was made famous after the song “Girl from Ipanema” was written by residents Antônio Carlos Jobim and Vinícius de Moraes as an ode to their neighborhood.
The version I grew up listening to was by Astrud Gilberto and Stan Getz.

And there’s a versions for all the boys out there too!

I have always loved this song and wondered where Ipanema was. The name Ipanema means bad water. Just look at that water. Doesn’t look bad to me! Actually the term “bad water” refers to poor fishing. Who cares! I wouldn’t be going there for the fishing anyway!

Lord have mercy! If I were 30 years younger and had a figure to boot, I’d be sashaying it down Ipanema beach too! Why I can just see myself lounging in a cabana, being waited on by a cabana boy..zzz..Cabannnnna boy...ZZZZZZ...

"Hon. HON!!! We're out of toilet paper again!!"

Okiedokie. Sometimes reality sucks! Gotta go. My cabana boy needs me. :-(


This daydream was brought to you by the letter “I”.

Photo credit: Jeff Belmonte/Wikipedia

Tuesday, November 16, 2010


Depending on which way you go, I live between 25 and 40 miles from any shopping. This past Sunday, a friend I hadn't seen since last year called and asked me to go to a movie with her. We decided that we would go to Hobby Lobby first and then go to see "Life As We Know It".

Now when you have to drive 45 miles to go shopping at the nearest Hobby Lobby, it really stinks when you get there and find out they aren't open on Sundays. Add to that a  40% off coupon burning a whole in your purse , kinda puts you in a b***hy mood!

Good thing the Dollar Tree next door to it was open! I probably spent less there than I would have at Hobby Lobby. Bad thing is they sell candy for a buck! I'd forgotten that my friend has a sweet tooth and boy did she load up on the candy. 

Ok here's the part were I hang my diet guilt ridden head in shame. We sat in the car and sampled the various kinds of candy she had purchased and giggled and ate, and traded comments about the Whoppers, and The Goetze's caramels, and the Good and Plenty and, and.... "OH MY GOD!" I stopped chewing. "I am supposed to be on a diet!!"

I opened the dash and tried to search for a napkin to spit it out the gob of caramel in my mouth, but for some reason my automatic reflex kicked in and I swallowed the remainder of the candy I was chewing, no make that gorging my self on.

So it is with great shame that I cleaned out my purse late last night to get rid of the evidence so my hubby wouldn't find out! They say confession is good for the soul. That's why I'm telling you...and not him! (Hee hee!)

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Saturday Centus # 28 ~ Mr. Sunshine

I am participating in Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus. This is a themed writing meme. You can use UP to 100 words to tell your story. The prompt does not count for your 100 words AND it must be left intact in the body of your story. No illustrations are permitted. Your story can be fact or fiction. This weeks prompt is in bold: "The early November sunshine cast golden rays"

If you haven't already done so, please stop by her blog and read some of the creative entries by going here:

Mr. Sunshine

Every morning you will find her there. The early November sunshine cast golden rays across her body. In this one spot, her spot, with eyes closed her breath is slow and relaxed, her face lifted towards the sun. Her red hair kissed by the sun, glowing a warm shade of amber. She relishes the moment. No other place has ever made her feel this way. It is why she comes. Day after day, nothing can distract her from this moment, this place, and this time.

“Baby? Do you want a cookie?”



She opens her eyes and grunts as she rolls over to get up.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Alphabe~Thursday "H" is for Hankerin

I am linking to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe~Thursday. This week is about the letter "H". If you haven't already done so, you can stop by Jenny's blog and read some fun and creative stories here:


Since I have been on a diet, I have had a hankerin’ for food. Real food. Not the kind of food that is prepackaged for your daily caloric intake food. Not the kind of food that tastes worse than eating the box it came in, which I am relegated to eating on this diet.

I’ve got a hankerin’ for real home cooked Food! Pot Roast, Mashed Potatoes and Gravy, Green beans seasoned with bacon, corn bread slathered with sweet cream butter and sweet tea (the house wine of the south).…oh I’m dying here! My husband made Roast chicken, scalloped potatoes and asparagus this evening for his supper. Why I oughta #$@^@!!

Hankerin’- want, desire, craving. Best if used in Southern states.

Used in a sentence: “Hey Ames jeweat? Nawdjew? Got me a hankerin’ fer some real food!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

On Walton's Mountain


This past weekend I wanted to see my older sister and was itching to see some spectacular fall color. A lot of you live where you have seasonal changes. Mostly here in sunny Florida we have green spring, green summer and green winter, sans the snow, but no fall.

One year my husband took me on a driving trip. One of our stops was in upstate New York to visit a childhood friend who was transplanted there. This was when I got my first glimpse of fall. Pumpkins decorated front lawns, leaves the size of dinner plates in bright red, orange and yellow covered streets and lawns, and the atmosphere was charged with fall festivals, hay rides, and corn mazes. So much fun!

I wanted to experience that feeling again. So I bugged my sister every other day by phone.

”Have the leaves turned yet?”

“What do the leaves look like now?”

“If I come this weekend will they be ready?

“What? Yeh, yeh, I am coming to see you, but I don’t want to miss the leaves!!!” She didn’t understand. She hasn’t lived in Florida for some time now and was already “acclimated.”

To me it’s like that line in the move The Color Purple, “I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field and don't notice”, and I feel the same way about fall!

Well she must have been annoyed with me because she said “Come this weekend. We will have our first hard freeze and it will be just beautiful! “


Well, I was a little disappointed. Some trees were beautiful, that is the one’s I could see from the back seat of our SUV while my husband was speeding down the road. My sister and I were in the back seat and my husband and brother-in-law were in the front seat. By the time my husband said “oooh look at that one!” it had already shot past me. Now, I don’t know about you, but I am not a contortionist. I cannot twist my neck like Linda Blair in the “Exorcist”! Buggers!

So I did a little back seat nagging. Ok I did a lot of back seat nagging! This was beginning to smell like a conspiracy. My sister wanted me to come and see HER and NOT the leaves, and my husband was annoyed for driving me there so he was going to do so as fast as he could in order to get back to his easy chair. Ok well maybe not. When you are mad, you can imagine things

I actually took these pictures when we stopped for gas.

Then we were lost. My husband not knowing where he is going (and he never reads signs) got us lost. My sister had out her map book. She would say turn here and then say “woops” after we were five miles down the road. My sister said “Think of it has an adventure!” I said listen, I watch a lot of “Criminal Minds” and I see what happens to people who get lost on desolate roads where there are no street lights, signs or lines on the roads. By the way, Virginia had a lot of roads with no lines, no signs and there are No street lights!! It started to get comical when my sister and I started calling my hubs the Skipper and our car the “SS Minnow”. We were singing the theme to Gilligan’s Island and we were on a “Three Hour Tour”. Oh well, you had to be there.

Eventually, we ended up in a little town called Schuyler, Virginia. It was the home of Earl Hamner Jr. He wrote and produced a 1970’s television show called “The Walton’s”. He wrote about the life and times of his own family “The Hamner’s” but changed the name to the “Walton’s”. Do you remember that TV show? Our family watched every episode. It was good wholesome TV programming, unlike some of today’s shows.

Anyway, we toured the “Walton’s Mountain Museum” where I took pictures of the recreated TV living room, kitchen, John-Boys bedroom, and Ike Godsey’s General Store. And while I was there I bought the “Baldwin Sisters Recipe.” Remember those two little coy so called teatotallers?

It was nice to step back in time. Afterwards we had a lovely picnic outside on top of Walton’s Mountain. My sister and I packed meatloaf for sandwiches, chips, big red seedless grapes and ice cold root beer. It was lovely and all was not lost!
I did a little "drive-by" shooting and here is what I captured.


At least the girls had a road trip. Pictured here in their new Red stroller.