This is the most adorable little cream pot
You know...if you rub that stuff under your
eyes, you'll have that same demure look?
Did I ever tell you that I had a roommate
years ago who separated each of her eyelashes
daily with a NEEDLE?
Talk about living on the edge!
That must have been like the Extreme sport of
makeup application, huh?
Kind of like bobsledding only with
Thankfully, she can still see outta both.
Do people still collect perfume bottles?
This label is so purty and the cork is so cute.
Well, these are both a part of my shop update.
So are these lilliputian wooden clothespins...which
remind me of my own mother's clothesline
still standing, but unused.
I remember a small earthquake that sent
us running outdoors and it was clinging to
the pole on one end that
more than likely saved our
very hides that fateful day.
I vaguely remember hanging wet
I love that pain-blocking
mechanism we have,
in which to forget things
that weren't total
fluffy bunnies and ice cream.
But, yeah, the sheets did smell good.
Gowns were a little on the stiff side.
Speaking of Pinterest, haha, well you
were going to, right?
I finally tried those darned 7-Up biscuits.
They've been in my face since that site
began. I pinned 'em early on.
They are mighty tasty.
We ate them like cake last night with
somebody's homemade preserves.
Next time I'm going to put some
shred ched in and cook them
in little heaps as the
Red Lobster chefs must surely do.
Give me your biscuit memories, don't hold back.