Sewing for the Girls

In between the Halloween rush and the upcoming Christmas rush I had a week to catch up on some sewing for our grandchildren.  The first few days I spent creating pajamas for our grandsons and I shared those photos last week.   Once the boys’ pjs were finished I began work on the girls’.

We have 2 granddaughters; Lauren almost 10 years old and Lydia 16.   I spent the rest of the week working on nighties for my young ladies.

Lauren is still young enough to enjoy the Little House on the Prairie outfits and nightclothes so I created her a couple of nightgowns with matching mop caps.

This one is pink with polar bears,

Sunday Phunnies

A woman accompanied her husband to the doctor’s office.

After his checkup, the doctor called the wife into his office alone. He said, “Your husband is suffering from a very severe disease, combined with horrible stress. If you don’t do the following, your husband will surely die.”

“Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast. Be pleasant, and make sure he is in a good mood. For lunch make him a nutritious meal he can take to work. And for dinner, prepare an especially nice meal for him. Don’t burden him with chores, as this could further his stress. Don’t discuss your problems with him; it will only make his stress worse. Try to relax your husband in the evening by wearing lingerie and giving him plenty of back rubs. Encourage him to watch some type of team sporting event on television. And, most importantly make love with your husband several times a week and satisfy his every whim. If you can do this for the next 10 months to a year, I think your husband will regain his health completely.”

On the way home, the husband asked his wife, “What did the doctor say?”

“You’re going to die,” she replied.

Sewing for the Boys

Earlier this year I came across some flannel on sale at a really good price.  It was the middle of summer and no one was thinking about flannel so I got a very good buy.  I bought enough flannel for all of my grandchildren.

This week I have been working on pajamas for my grandsons.  These will be part of their Christmas gifts from us.  Every year I make them new pjs and I am always amazed at how much they have grown!

Caleb is 11 years old and he will like these nightclothes.  This shirt and pants are covered with helicopters-a real hit with any 11 year old boy.

These next 2 are pants only because he is growing

The Rich Family

I’ll never forget Easter 1946. I was fourteen, my little sister, Ocy, was twelve and my older sister, Darlene, was sixteen. We lived at home with our mother, and the four of us knew what it was to do without. My dad had died five years before, leaving Mom with no money and seven school-aged kids to raise.

By 1946, my older sisters were married and my brothers had left home. A month before Easter, the pastor of our church announced that a special holiday offering would be taken to help a poor family. He asked everyone to save and give sacrificially.

When we got home, we talked about what we could do.

Why Go To Church?

This was sent to me and it is so true I just had to share.

A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained
that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday.
“I’ve gone for 30 years now,” he wrote, “and in that time I have heard
something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can’t remember a
single one of them. So, I think I’m wasting my time and the pastors are
wasting theirs by giving sermons at all.”

This started a real controversy in the “Letters to the Editor” column,
much to the delight of the editor.

It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:
“I’ve been married for 30 years now.. In that time my wife has cooked
some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire
menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this. They all
nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife
had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today.

Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be
spiritually dead today!”

All I can say is AMEN!

A Thanksgiving Visit

Our son and his family will be coming to town for Thanksgiving.  I always give our 2 granddaughters their Christmas dresses at Thanksgiving so they can wear them throughout December. 

I am embarrassed to say that Lauren, our youngest granddaughter, had to ask me to make her a Little House on the Prairie pioneer outfit for her Christmas outfit.  I have probably made over 200 of these outfits for little ladies all over the country and my own granddaughter had to ask for one.  How embarrassing!

Our 2 granddaughters have November birthdays  and we will celebrate while they are visiting.  I came across an 18 inch doll that looks like Lauren and decided to buy  the doll and make her  a matching outfit.

Lauren loves pink, as do most 10 year old girls, …

One Year Ago Yesterday

A year ago on the 28th of October I posted about completing my Halloween orders and the relief that the rush was over.  I can repeat this post with a good heart. 

I am always thrilled when I receive so many orders but it does get confusing and a bit overwhelming trying to make sure I have all the supplies on hand to create the outfits so I can meet all the deadlines my customers provide.  The time pressure does sometimes cause me to feel anxious so it is always a good feeling when all the little pioneer outfits have been shipped out!

Once again this year Pebbles Flintstones…

Friends, True Friends

True friendship is like sound health;
the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.

– Charles Caleb Colton

Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don’t walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me and be my friend.

– Albert Camus

Friendship is…

Sunday Phunnies

Two robins were sitting in a tree. I’m really hungry,” said the first one.

“Me, too” said the second. “Let’s fly down and find some lunch.”

 They flew to the ground and found a nice plot of plowed ground full of worms. They ate and ate and ate and ate until they couldn’t eat anymore.

“I’m so full I don’t think I can fly back up to the tree,” said the first one.

“Me either. Let’s just lay here and bask in the warm sun,” said the second.

“O.K.” said the first. They plopped down, basking in the sun. No sooner had they fallen asleep, when a big fat tom cat snuck up and gobbled them up.

As he sat washing his face after his meal, he thought …

“I just love baskin’ robins.”

Words of Wisdom

Plan ahead — It wasn’t raining when Noah built the ark.

He who angers you controls you.

Worry is the darkroom…