Today I am adding a strawberry sachet. The fabric has tiny little pink hearts scattered around and the top is white lace with pink around the edges. Pink and off white flowers and pink ribbon with white angel feathers, a bit of tiny pearls adorn the top of the sachet and a tiny little heart that says "Made with love" is attached. It is fragranced with "Lavender and Vanilla Lace". It smells delicious - perfect in the car, in the closet or hanging from your bedroom lamp.
The rules are simple, become a follower and then come back here and post a comment. If you are already a follower you only need to comment. I will have one more small thing to add tomorrw.
I was raised in the South - where football is every breath we breathe, flip flops are year round, we pull over to let a funeral procession pass, we don't have fireflies - we have "lightning bugs", "tatars and maters" are mandatory, "yall" is a proper noun, chicken is fried, biscuits come with gravy, banana pudding is dessert, we drink "sweet milk" and sweet tea is the house wine, and you NEVER, EVER DISRESPECT YOUR ELDERS, especially family, 'course that is Southern raising.
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Please visit my friend's shop - Green Gables Lane - for wonderful vintage items.
God Bless our Military
It is the Military, not the reporter who has given us the freedom of press.
It is the Military, not the poet, who has given us the freedom of speech.
It is the Military, not the politicians, that ensures our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is the Military who salutes the flag, who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag.
What my parents taught me....
Religion - "You better pray that comes out of the carpet!" Logic - "Because I said so, that's why" Irony - "Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about". Wisdom - "When you get my age you will understand". Justice - "One day you will have kids, I hope they turn out just like you".
'When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would have not a singe bit of talent left and could say, "I used everything You gave me." '~ Erma Bombeck