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Flashes of Memory by Linda Anderson

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Messy!

I’m a messy seamstress.

Seriously.

If Mama knew how I am trashing her house while she is away, she’d take a hickory switch to me.

If she finds out, I’ll know you told.

You had better hope she doesn’t find out. I’m so blaming you if she does.

Quick topic change: I’m not a fan of those chairs.

Back to me being a messy seamstress, trashing Mama’s house and you fearing for your life that she doesn’t find out…

I finished one costume today. Almost. I’m counting it as finished. I still need to add grommets to the corset. I’ll need a leather punch for that and I can’t find Mama’s.

Tomorrow I start a new costume. For its sake, it had better not be as hard as this one. If it causes me very much trouble, I’ll set it on fire.

No.

I don’t have PMS Dysphoric Disorder. Why do you ask?

Clearly you 1) watch too much tv. 2) Aren’t using your DVR and actually watch commercials. 3) Need to stop talking about PMS in my presence. It’s weird.

Where was I before you got all weird on me?

Oh. Yes. The second costume.

It is made of a fabric that is called Fairy Dust Chiffon.

Don’t trust the fairies. They are tricksters.

I’ll let you know how this costume turns out. Or. You’ll read about it on Yahoo News.

When A Mango Isn't A Mango

See this?

It looks like a mango, right?

Well, I thought it was a mango. I grabbed it up. Ready to slice and nom.

It was too light weight to be a mango. It rattled when I shook it.

It is a gourd that Mama painted to look like a mango.

Who does that?

*weeps*

No mango for me.

A Day In The Life: Annmarie

Here is a quick peek at a day in my life.

This week I am at Mama’s house. She is on vacation. I am house sitting, animal wrangling and sewing in peace.

I get up early to feed the cats. See how eager they are?

Although you can’t see them all, she has 10 cats. Not many at all.

After feeding them, I must take care of Mama’s chickens. No. Not these chickens.

I should be so lucky.

No.

These chickens.

Mama’s chickens roam her yard during the day and go into the hen house at night to roost. That way they stay safe from the coyotes.

See what the chickens do to her moss covered hill?

Wicked creatures.

Before letting the chickens out of their hen house, I take a minute to admire the view.

The chickens are ready to go out and find worms and insects and poop in inappropriate places.

After all the chickens leave, I must sneak into the house and gather eggs. I guess I don’t HAVE to sneak. But I do.

Guess what I found?

3 eggs!

I also found this.

Bless her heart.

She’s sitting on eggs.

I don’t know how to tell her there will be no chicks in those eggs.

Mama sent her Rooster to be with Jesus. The rooster was being hateful. Flogging everyone. He couldn’t live here anymore. Now he is with Jesus. Jesus lives in town with Carlos and they raise chickens.

All this before 9 am!

Ooops

I am busy working on a project. It is a big project. It takes my time away from all things internet. As soon as I’m done, I’ll be back. With PICTURES!

Birthday Boy

My man’s birthday is today.

He is a really awesome guy.

Loves animals.

Especially his bull.

And his cows.

He adores the beach.

When I say he loves the beach, I mean he REALLY loves the beach.

He loves it so much, we go there every time we vacation.

My husband loves the water. He’s a Pieces.

The water calls him.

He loves to have fun.

He also loves his cars.

He loves me too.

I love him.

Happy Birthday Sweetheart!

Quilting

I am piecing a quilt. It’s the same quilt I’ve been piecing since 2001. I have 10 squares completed. I need a million.

Maybe by the time I finish this quilt the style will be in fashion again. Maybe.

The Way To Kitty Chesney's Heart

Seriously. He purrs when he sees the bag. He comes running when he hears the bag rattle. He rubs his scent glands all over the bag when he knocks it off the counter.

Mama Goes Western

I convinced Mama to buy some Lucchese Boots.

You should check em out and get some Lucchese Boots for yourself.

It didn’t take much to convince her. Lucchese boots are totally awesome. Who wouldn’t want a pair?

Mama decided to go country.

Check out her Lucchese Boots

Gorgeous, huh?

You know who else is gorgeous?

My mama!

One of My Favorite People: Gloria

Gloria was Mama’s best friend. Losing Gloria was very hard on Mama. It was hard on lots of people.

Gloria touched the lives of so many people.

I loved her very much.

Gloria was an excellent cook. She gave me lots of cooking advice. She also gave me a set of metal measuring cups with instructions. Every time I use them, I grin and think of Gloria.

I remember Gloria whenever I see the stained glass gifts she made for me. She was one of the MOST creative people I have ever known. Seriously. Gloria’s ability to make something out of nothing always amazed me. She inspires me.

I think of Gloria when I see a picture of my husband and me she had framed. It sits in my living room. The frame is gorgeous. Gloria had excellent taste.

Gloria is on my mind today. I miss her so and am so glad for the time we had together.

Moonlight Road by Robyn Carr

From the cover:
With her beloved younger siblings settled and happy, Erin Foley has empty nest syndrome. At age thirty-five.
So she’s hitting the pause button on her life and holing up in a secluded (but totally upgraded—she’s not into roughing it) cabin near Virgin River. Erin is planning on getting to know herself…not the shaggy-haired mountain man she meets.

In fact, beneath his faded fatigues and bushy beard, Aiden Riordan is a doctor, recharging for a summer after leaving the navy. He’s intrigued by the pretty, slightly snooty refugee from the rat race—her meditating and journaling are definitely keeping him at arm’s length. He’d love to get closer…if his scruffy exterior and crazy ex-wife don’t hold him back.

But maybe it’s something in the water—unlikely romances seem to take root in Virgin River…helped along by some well-intentioned meddling, of course.

If you haven’t read Robyn Carr’s Virgin River Series, you should. This is one of the best contemporary series out there. I love it!

You don’t have to read the other books in this series to be able to read Moonlight Road. It stands alone. My guess is that after you read Moonlight Road, you’ll buy all the other books in this series. I’m a pretty good guesser.

I really related to this heroine. Although I didn’t have to mother my siblings, I did take care of my sister. I couldn’t be in the band or any other after school activity after my sister fell ill. I had to be home to help care for B.J..

The heroine in Moonlight Road, Erin, had to care for her siblings. She missed out too. I cried with her.

Even if you didn’t have a similar experience, I bet you cry with her as well. Robyn Carr has a gift for drawing you into her story and making you feel and believe and be.

A beautiful and touching love story, Moonlight Road by Robyn Carr is one of my top recommendations.

(The link to buy is at the top. Enjoy!)

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