Perhaps you remember, a couple posts back that was a couple of months back where I started telling a story of a settee. You can read the beginning of the story here. This is in all fairness, Part 2. It’s the part of the story we all like where the hero overcomes adversity and the …
Dear Sir John Harrington, I know this may seem a bit odd, although, I know you have resolved to live with unique labels yourself, but I am writing to you from the future. About 400 years beyond your life. I know, the chances of your grasping this information is about as far a the chances …
Happy New Year everyone! This was the first New Years that I actually saw midnight in a long time. Actually, I was busy working on a dog bed project, coming soon to a blog near you, while watching re-run episodes of Psych with my husband, whereupon we accidentally stumbled onto midnight, gave each other a …
If any of you have read the story of how I came up with the title of this blog, Of Ruffles and Rifles, you will remember that it has connotations to the poem, “the best laid plans of mice and men often run awry.” And I titled my blog Of Ruffles and Rifles because this …
Several years ago, my mom was at a mutual friend’s house and heard they were getting rid of their dining room table. She told me right away, as it could extend a long ways, it had two leaves, and could sit maybe 10-12 people around it. At the current time we had a little military drop …