Happy Father’s Day

Happy Father’s Day

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Father, Dad, Pop, Paw, Daddy, Papa …

Wishing all the fathers out there a very happy and fun day!

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Sabi Saturday & FOWC – Sachet/Sashay

Sabi Saturday & FOWC – Sachet/Sashay

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Sabi Saturday, Week 14

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FOWC with Fandango — Sashay

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Combining two challenges here today – Sabi Saturday, and Fandango’s One Word Challenge…

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The one word is ‘sashay’ and I have something that sounds the same, but is a different thing all together. That is a really old ‘sachet’ package.

That brings us to the description of Sabi Saturday:

Sabi Saturday is open for a whole week where we share:

• the vintage/antique items handed down or we “rescue” from garage sales and thrift stores so they don’t end up in a trash bin
• items we’ve upcycled instead of throwing them away
• items we’ve repaired in a transformative way to make them more beautiful or cooler than before
• process or tutorials on how we upcycled or repaired something to make something new, more beautiful, or cooler
• the main idea is showing how we treasure or reuse or creatively transform things that have some history to them, may be a bit worn but nevertheless are still useful/beautiful and often have character.

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As I’ve been going through some old boxes of my parent’s and grand-parents things that they kept over the years, I found this cute little sachet packet.

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The note that was written and was inside the little pink container says:

To Nina (my aunt)

From Mrs. Frances

McCamey Texas

1930

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The little pink container must have had some sweet smelling sachet in there. Sachets were used (and may still be used today) to place in a person’s chest-of-drawers to make everything smell nice. I used to use similar ones, myself.

The original box for this says it is a Dorothy Perkins product, and has the word Memories, and Sachet on the top, along with some pink roses.

On the front of the sachet container is a square, with blue flowers, and a small clock.

I think it is really cool that my aunt saved this little item, and my granny still had it, too.

I know the word sashay and sachet are different, but I can imagine my aunt would sashay out and about, with sweet smelling sachet scented clothes. 🙂

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© 2019 BS

 

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Social

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Social

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 15/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “social.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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The word of the day for SOCS, is ‘social’. Thanks, Linda! 🙂

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Social…

I have no idea what to say about this word, social, because I’m not very social. Not in real life, anyway. On commenting on blogs, though, I think I’m doing okay with being social. I mean, it’s called social media, after all. We’re kind of supposed to be social on here. Making online friends, having conversations, and all that.

But, here at home, I dread the social doings. I’m okay with family, but please don’t ask me to go to a get together or party. I won’t be upset if I’m not invited. I’ll be so happy that you didn’t include me for the festivities.

They always sound fun, and I know people enjoy getting together to talk and have a good time with other people. Just not my kind of fun at all. Oh, I’ll go sometimes, and be friendly, and mingle a little, but the whole time, I’m counting the minutes/hours until I can leave.

So I go along to be sociable for a little while. Then I get fidgety and shaky and nervous, and just need to get out of there. I’ll go lock myself in the bathroom for awhile, or go outside to be by myself for as long as I can, before having to go back in there. Ugh!

Is being social when you have a few words with a stranger while standing in line at the grocery store? If so, then I’m fine with that, because there is only a short few minutes you have to interact.

So there you have it. I’m not a social butterfly, or a social animal as they say, at all.

What are some animals that are social…is it because they live in groups? Maybe ants, or bees? Social insects?

Do kids have to be socialized, have to learn how to meet and greet other kids? Probably a little bit, to get a feel for how to get along with others. Later on they can be as social or not as they want to be.

And then we get into the word ‘anti-social’. That’s a whole other topic, I think.

Enough of this…I’m getting antsy already!

Have a great Saturday!

I think the neighbors behind our house are going to be very social this weekend, probably because of Father’s Day here. They’ve set up a huge trampoline the kids and also the older kids have been jumping on since yesterday. And this morning they are getting ready to barbeque, as I can see the smoke all over their back yard!

Happy Father’s Day to all the wonderful father’s out there! Have a great day! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

More Yard Sale Tales

More Yard Sale Tales

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I have a few more tales from my yard sale adventures.

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Have you noticed that over the years, the prices people charge for their ‘stuff’ has really gone up?

Not every one does this, but still quite a few we go to, their items seem to be way over-priced.  That is for yard/garage sale prices.

When you go to a yard sale, you kind of expect to get a bargain, don’t you? I mean, the things offered are most always used, sometimes greatly used.

We don’t want to pay the original retail price for something that is fairly old, used, and probably out of date or style.

I don’t mind if something is old and used, and antiques are great, but for every day clothes or household items, I want a bargain. Otherwise, I’d just go buy it new at the store.

Years ago when we’d go out for a day of ‘sail-ing’/’sale-ing’, I’d only bring twenty dollars with me. That would be enough to last all day, and I’d get tons of things for my girls, and myself.

Now though, it’s like people think their stuff is ‘made of gold’ or something, with what prices they want for whatever. My mom used to say this – must be made of gold – even back then – haha!

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Here’s another tale, from when I was trying to sell some things.

This lady I kind of knew was having a yard sale. My daughter was friends with her daughter, and the lady asked if I wanted to come over and sell some things, too.

I said okay, and hauled quite a few things over to her house. There were several more ladies selling their things, also, so it made for a pretty large display. We were hoping for a lot of customers.

Well, there were a lot of customers, but they were buying everyone’s things except mine!

True, they had some nice furniture pieces to sell, along with regular household items, and they made in the hundreds of dollars from it all.

But, I had some nice things too, just not furniture. No one bought my stuff! Actually, I think one person did.

I sat out there in the hot sun all day long, with these people I didn’t really know, and you know what? I made a whole one dollar for my trouble.

~ p. s. = This sale lasted all day, and no one offered any kind of cool drinks or refreshments, or lunch while we were all there. So…I sneaked into the house and got a piece of cheese out of their refrigerator to eat. I was starving!

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Anyway, that’s just a couple of my yard sale tales. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Rumor Has It …

Rumor Has It …

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Rumor has it … that I start a lot of posts, but never finish them

Rumor has it … that I finish a lot of posts, but never post them

Rumor has it … that I start a fun (to me) series of posts, and then they fizzle out

Rumor has it … that I think of these unfinished posts every day, but never do anything about it

Rumor has it … that I have good intentions, but that’s just a rumor

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Question Fun # 8 – Philosophy? Maybe…

Question Fun # 8 – Philosophy? Maybe…

Question Fun – Is it? Is it … a Philosophy?

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The Topic Today Is – Is It philosophy?

Why is there a “d” in “fridge” but not in “refrigerator”

So it will rhyme with bridge?

Would you rather be or a wasp?

I guess some would say I already am a WASP, but I’d rather just be my own self.

[This is NOT a typo – l do not ask would you rather be a bee or a wasp, l ask if you would rather be or a wasp]

Is the “S” or the “C” silent in the word “scent?

The C – they put the C in the word scent, to not confuse you with the word ‘sent’ as in sending something, not smelling something.

Why is A first in the alphabet, why not Z, or P, or K? Who said A had to be first, on the other side of the coin who said 1 had to be first?

I have no idea who decided, maybe Webster when he created the dictionary?

If I try to fail, but succeed, which one did I do?

You succeeded at failing.

If Cinderella’s shoe fit so perfectly well when the Prince tried, why and how did the silly thing fall off in the first place?

Because it was magic that the fairy godmother made happen, so Cinderella would lure the prince back to her place.

Given no choice except to choose one option, would you kill 10 people to save just 1?

Yes, if the bad people were coming after me or my family, then I wouldn’t hesitate.

How do we really know what is real?

We don’t. Nothing is real, it’s all a dream we’re living in.

Must we have evidence to know the truth?

No, you just have a way of knowing.

If God is “good,” why is there so much evil in the world?

Beats me… Maybe the devil made the evil happen

What in your eyes is the most important purpose to life?

Enjoy your time here as much as possible, and foster peace.

Do you think computers will ever take over the world?

No, but computer components will be implanted into humans, who will then have the capabilities to take over the world.

Why is it called ‘falling in love” – do we really truly fall?

It just sounds nice, same as being swept off your feet. Neither one is literal.

Which historical figure, good or bad, do you think had the biggest impact on the world? Your country?

Too many to name.

Is there really such a thing as good luck or is it, just so?

I think there is good luck, and also bad luck.

What is the right age to become a parent, do you think age is a consideration that is important here in the decisions of becoming a parent?

Some people should never become parents no matter how old they are.

How much freedom should people be allowed to have?

It depends

Do you think governments have the right to dictate to their people’s concerning their health and lifestyle?

No

Do you governments have the rights to dictate population control?

No

Provide one good quote that in your eyes sums up philosophy?

Philosophy and Art both render the invisible visible by imagination. ~ George Henry Lewes

Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger portion of the truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

Can you now provide a piece of music that achieves the same result?

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“Strawberry Fields Forever”, by the Beatles, was released as a single, in 1967. It was written by Lennon-McCartney, and is on the Parlophone & Capitol labels.

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“Incense and Peppermints”, by The Strawberry Alarm Clock, was released from their album of the same name in 1967. It was written by John S. Carter, and Tim Gilbert, and is on the UNI label.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Pull Up a Seat # 23 – Three More Thrifty Chairs

Pull Up a Seat # 23  – Three More Thrifty Chairs 

Pull up a Seat Photo Challenge 2019-Week 23

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Continuing this with three more chairs I saw at the same thrift store, a week or so ago.

First is an old gray, armless office chair on wheels.

Next one was outside on the front of the store. It is a brown lawn chair with a small canopy for shade on the top.

Last ones were some pretty scroungy rocking chairs. One was all wood, with arms, the other was wood, with dingy yellow fabric seat and back, and had wood arms, too.

You never know what you’ll see at an old thrift store. I’d come more to calling this place a junk store, though. It was very jam packed with stuff of all kinds, and almost no organization. Fun to browse around in, though.  🙂

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© 2019 BS

 

Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

 

Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

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Fandango’s Friday Flashback — June 7

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Fandango asked for a flashback post from us, so this is what I posted back then on this day.

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Jun9

FLOWER POWER?

Posted on June 9, 2017 by ghostmmnc

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FLOWER POWER?

 

Scene: Busy Classroom

Characters: Tommy, the student, and a solar powered flower

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The teacher gave the students an assignment. They are quietly working at their desks. Tommy is looking around the room, thinking of something to write his essay about, and tapping his pencil on the desk.

Tap – Tap – Tap

FLOWER: Pssst, Tommy!

TOMMY: (looking toward the window sill) …Huh?

FLOWER: Don’t look so startled. It’s just me, the Flower. (nodding his flowery head) Yeah, I can talk.

TOMMY: (looks around the room to see if anyone is watching him) …But…how can you talk? You’re just a toy flower.

FLOWER: I’m a magic flower. Don’t worry about it.

TOMMY: What do you want?

FLOWER: I want you to write about me. You can make up some stuff, but make sure you mention I can only talk to you.

TOMMY: (smiling) Okay, but they won’t believe me. (starts writing on his paper)

FLOWER: (humming a little tune…waiting)

TOMMY: I’m finished writing. Can you read, too?

FLOWER: Nope, you will have to read it to me.

TOMMY: (reading) … Once upon a time there was a fake flower that could talk.

FLOWER: Fake? Fake? I’m as real as you are. Scratch that out.

TOMMY: Fine…(scratches through the word fake, then writes more words)

FLOWER: Well…are you done with my story?

TOMMY:  (writes ‘the end’ on his paper) …Okay, listen to this, Mr. Flower. “Once upon a time there was a toy flower that could talk to me, but only in this classroom. He was a pretty flower, but sorta weird. I think we’ll be friends forever.”

FLOWER: (smiling) I like it, Tommy! I think we’ll be friends forever, too.

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TEACHER: (Looking over at Tommy) … “Tommy, stop your daydreaming, and get busy writing your paper. It has to be finished by the time the bell rings.”

TOMMY: (sighing) … “Yes ma’am.” (starts writing about a talking flower)

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THE END

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© 2017 BS

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Sabi Saturday #14 – My Old Desk

Sabi Saturday #14 – My Old Desk

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Sabi Saturday, Week 14

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To find out more details, and join in, just click the above link.

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Sabi Saturday is open for a whole week where we share:

• the vintage/antique items handed down or we “rescue” from garage sales and thrift stores so they don’t end up in a trash bin
• items we’ve upcycled instead of throwing them away
• items we’ve repaired in a transformative way to make them more beautiful or cooler than before
• process or tutorials on how we upcycled or repaired something to make something new, more beautiful, or cooler
• the main idea is showing how we treasure or reuse or creatively transform things that have some history to them, may be a bit worn but nevertheless are still useful/beautiful and often have character.

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Here’s a couple of photos of my old desk.

My parents bought me this desk when I was in elementary school. I used it for all kinds of projects, plus doing my homework on, all the way through high school

It’s brown wood, with a flat top. The front part is slanted and has a little knob. When you pull it down, it forms a flat desk space. Behind this are three middle shelves, and on either side of these are larger open spaces.

Then there is a fairly large open space to put things, and below that is another shelf, that has sliding doors in front.

After I married and moved away, my mom kept this desk and used it as a painting supplies cabinet/desk. She did lots of oil paintings, and this desk helped her organize things.

Many years later, I got the desk back, and it is now in our spare bedroom. I use it all the time, as a craft desk/table. I have all kinds of art supplies in the shelves. It’s kind of messy, but I can find what I need to work on. The flat top makes a good staging area for a lot of my photos now, too.

I’m so glad I still have my old desk. I’ve had it since the 1950s.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Mystery Blogger Award

Mystery Blogger Award

Mystery Blogger Awards

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I’d like to thank Rory, of “A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip” for gifting me the Mystery Blogger Award! You can find his fun blog at the above link! 🙂

Here’s some information:

“Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging; and they do it with so much love and passion.
– Okoto Enigma

Award Guidance

Thank whoever gifted you and include a link to their blog

Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well

Tell your readers 3 things about yourself

Answer the questions from the person who gifted you the Award.

Choose 3 – 5 bloggers that you wish to gift the Award to.

Ask 5 questions of your choice with one weird or funny one

Notify those you gift the Award to.

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Three things about me:

1. When I eat meals at home, I always have a book to read, too.
2. I carry hand sanitizing wipes wherever I go.
3. I take tons of photos with my phone, but I don’t always post them.

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Here’s the questions I am to answer:

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Which is your least favourite mode of transportation?

Probably I’d not like to travel by boat. I’ve only ever been on one a couple of times, and I was always afraid it would sink and I’d be in the water with those horrible fish!!!

Why, oh why why why did the chicken cross the road?

She was looking for bugs in all the wrong places … bless the day she’d discover … another bug … looking for bugs … 🎵

What is the stupidist thing you have ever done – voluntarily?

Why would I volunteer to do something stupid, when I do these all the time involuntarily?

When you have left this planet, as in your life ends, what do you think is next ….?

I’ll get to be a real ghost, and will know the truth about everything. I’ll haunt everyone & tell what I know, but only to those who believe in ghosts.

At what age do you think you actually became an adult?

I haven’t reached that age yet.

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That’s all for now…

If you’d like to answer the questions, please do. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS