There Will Be No Curtains But We've Got Sewing Notions

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OK my goofy blogging public. You are coming in loud and clear - - - you want curtains or paint over my concrete walls down in ye olde FBC.

Well, it ain't a gonna happen, so you might just as well hold your breath and your fingertips when they are tempted to TYPE something to me about curtains in my cave.

There are several reasons for the NO CURTAIN, NO PAINT rule - - - not the LEAST of which is we are RENTING this home. It is NOT my concrete to adulterate with paint. And about the curtain part - - - just how do you propose I HANG curtains on bare concrete?????? Nope, I CANNOT drill holes - - - it isn't my concrete.

And the lesser reason is it is a CAVE. If I paint or bedeck it with curtains it will cease to be a CAVE and become a run of the mill family room. Unless of course I should bedeck the walls with hieroglyphics, Native American emblems, or Aboriginal markings. Again, we are back to reason one, it is NOT my concrete with which to tamper.

Besides, I rather like my bare nekked concrete walls.

I'm just risque in that way. I like nekked concrete for an FBC - - - what can I say??

Now - - - not ANOTHER word about concrete, nekked or otherwise, for we are moving on to the IMPORTANT part of this post.


Meet my new Wisconsinite friend, Stephanie. She is the wife of Shawn. Shawn was once upon a time a wee little baby for whom I used to babysit, but is now all grown up into a husband, dad, and policeman.

Stephanie won my friendship heart upon our first meeting.

Last night we had our first "girls night out." Oh man did we EVER live high on the hog - - -

We went to Ace Hardware.

We went to the Mall. (There is a mall in this town - - - it's no bigger than the one that was in Marion, but it is a mall nonetheless.)

We went out to eat.

AND we went to an adorable antique/junk shop.


While there, I spied this basket FULL of old sewing notions.

IMMEDIATELY it made me think of you, all my bloggy friends who go wild and crazy over anything with the words "old" or "sewing" or "notions" in their title. So I whipped out my camera to capture the moment JUST FOR YOU!


Button, button, WE'VE got the buttons!

Well - - - maybe not "we", but the antique shop certainly has them! I will confess, I AM considering going back and buying some to display in a glass jar - - - to remind me of my mother's button box of years gone by.


Look at all of these still on their cards. Some of them are soooo pretty.


The nice lady that owned the antique shop volunteered to take our picture together.

We had such a great time, and discussed so many other places we'd like to go and things we'd like to do, we decided this was going to be our FIRST of MANY girls nights out.

Now, before I go - - - this one little bit of humor for you.

Fisherhubby received a call yesterday about consolidating several hospital bills into one, something I had requested the hospital to do. The NAME of the billing department girl who called????

PEGGY!!

I kid you NOT, she really was PEGGY!!!!

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