I am a Planner. And, I plan almost everything. Some would say this is a sign of OCD,however, I disagree. I'm by nature a very organized person...always have been. I've almost always made lists and I even keep a month-at-a-glance calendar on my bathroom counter so that I'm able to glance at it each morning to help me stay on track. I enjoy a satisfied moment at the end of each day when I know I've stayed on track and a sense of accomplishment! So with that said I'm planning 2012! I will strive to accomplish the following: lose more weight, eat healthy, walk 3 miles daily, put a "face" on before I go out in public, dress better, wear my jewelry (it has been gathering dust for far too long) and make attempts at being more creative. I would like to complete at least one rag rug, a collage or two, stay on task when scrap booking and knock them out; also I'm going to organize my pictures and print everything on my camera so that I have the pics readily available when I need them. I've always been able to multitask but I find that sometimes I spread myself too thin - so I'm going to try to concentrate on one task at a time and complete one project at a time instead of attempting several at the same time. Well, that's my plan - let's see how well I'm able to stick to it!!!!

I always loved this poem as a child - it instilled such wonder and excitement - Santa Clause was coming to town!!!! I still take great pleasure in reading this to my grandchildren, although there are only three really little ones that still believe in Santa. The grins on their faces and the yelps and squeals of shear delight and joy when they tear into a gift and it is exactly what they wanted! Watching them rush away from the yet unopened gifts to play with their new toy. There is just nothing that compares with a child's innocence. I look forward to it every year.

My doorbell rang early this morning and as I went to see who the early caller was a car was taking off from in front of my house. It took me a moment to realize that it was my sister, Beverly, sprinting away from the house. She had left behind an envelope addressed to me. The contents brought tears to my eyes. The memories came flooding back of my Dad. He always dressed up as Santa Clause and visited neighborhood children on Christmas Eve. He was a great Santa!! Inside the envelope was a picture that Beverly had taken of Daddy's Santa costume spread out on his bed..hat,gloves and all as if he was wearing it. Even had a candy cane in the glove. Along with it was a check from the proceeds of his estate. Although the check will be useful to me it is not the check that I'm excited about. It is the wonderful picture of Daddy's Santa suit and the memories that go along with it.Much thanks to Beverly for including that picture.

Yes, there is a gene recently identified as "Potty Mouth" that is passed on from generation to generation. Obviously, my mom and dad were carriers of this gene - hence - my awful Potty Mouth! Both of my parents cursed like sailors (as the saying goes) and I inherited that gene. Unfortunately, at the onset of each contraction while in labor with my daughter, Shelly, I called out the useful cuss word "shit". Hence, she also has a potty mouth. I should have fancied it up a bit and hollered "merde"- it sure doesn't sound as bad now does it? I don't think Erin inherited my potty mouth gene. She was, however, exposed to my potty mouth so much she apparently found it entertaining and quite useful when she was mad or upset and formulated her own habit of "potty mouth". The mystery of whether the gene has been passed on to the next generation remains to be seen. So far, it appears that two of my six grandchildren have, in fact, been passed the gene.

Yes, that pretty much describes a passion of mine - THRIFTING!!! I just can't get enough of it! I usually go with a friend or two and enjoy the day searching for treasures. My most recent purchases were nine books of sheet music, vintage lace gloves (excellent condition for $5), picture frames to re-purpose and mats for the frames. I'll use some of the sheet music to cover the mats and make a couple of great collages. I also found a book published in 1950 that my mother had read to us as children. I was especially excited about that. I find that if I don't make a regular visit to either a yard sale or a thrift store I could almost chew my own leg off!! Sounds a little extreme - I know - but I just love a great deal and I find I buy for my friends and family as well as myself. My friends have started giving me their lists because they know I go so often. I always tell them that it is not a special thrift store - just the frequency that I go that produces the best treasures. I have been known to purchase a pair of shoes so that I can remove the embellishments on the shoe in my scrapbooking endeavours. It is usually cheaper than buying the embellishments from a scrapbook specialty shop. I have a box full of ephemera that I have collected for years and am now using to embellish tags, scrapbook pages and frames. I look forward to the spring weather as it is perfect garage sale weather and I'm saving my quarters in my piggy bank so that I'll have plenty of change for my bargains.

Mother.Wife.Caregiver.

I enjoy scrapbooking, gardening, reading and antiques.

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