If I didn't craft, what could I do?

I am a crafter and a candle maker, not one of the great thinkers of our times. There is no Einstein here, I am not looking to discover perpetual motion, cure cancer, nor solve the worlds problems and here is why.......

Today, nine o'clock in the morning, I put my dog out on his leash, while he is using the bathroom, I decide to do the same. Five minutes later, I went back outside. He was gone..................
Gasp!
Stunned!
So I started the frantic search, the walking, the driving, passing out papers with his name, description and phone number to every hiker, runner, dog walker or kid I see.

For five hours, I did this. I called the police, the dog pound, the close veterinarians, and put the lost ad in the newspaper.

Now it is 2 p.m. and I am worn completely out. I love my dog, but I can't go on. I know he isn't a stupid dog, just hunting and if he can make it home, he will. But when you are a dog lover, the "if" can be so scary.

Well, time to break the news to everyone else. The whole family worships this dog. First, I'll call my dad, as he was expecting me to bring the dog to the farm, today, for a good run.

The phone rings, "Dad, I can't find Cleo. He's gone, I've looked everywhere."
"Gone!", my dad said, "Gone where, I'm standing right here looking at him."

Apparently, while I was taking my little bathroom break, my dad drove by, scooped the dog, blew the horn once and because, I didn't run out the door, he just left. Now, my dad is 90 years old, so there was nothing, I mean, nothing I could say except - thank you.

Ok, so that one wasn't my fault, but the next one is.

Old age has cause my eyes to betray me. I simple hate having to chase down my reading glasses every time I need to read something. Much of the time, I do "guess" reading. That's where you just "guess" you're doing it right.

And for weeks now, I've been mixing and spraying weeds around the driveways, sidewalks, fence lines, and around the houses. My house, my dad's, and my son's. And for weeks now, nothing has died. Not one blade of grass, not one dandelion. I have been so frustrated.

Today, I found out why. I discovered the packages I had been opening and spraying were spider/bug spray.
I guarantee my weeds to be bug free.

Long live the weeds.

A nice soap crafter's place

It won't be long now.

Are you ready with your candles and crafts for this years holiday's festivities?
You will need to plan for craft fairs, indoor flea markets, and every shop you offer your candles and craft, starting today!

Along the way take a look at some of the pretty nice crafts I have found while surfing the web. I like to kick it off the main roads, so I look for little known craft shops.

This one I loved - Rooster Hill Farm Soaps. Check out this page- (watch where you step). You will need to go past the sheep, past the goats, and past all the farm animals to see their handmade soaps. Not a place you are likely to stumble across during regular surfings.

I'll bet you could talk them into selling you a few bars for Christmas presents.

Here is a photo of her soap. How great is this!

A Collection of Recipes from the Past

We have started a new site and wanted to let you know.

I, as well as my friends, are collectors. We have found, that we each, have a passion for recipes. Mine, in particular, is a passion for vintage recipes. Recipes gathered from those little tin boxes that use to sit atop our mother's and grandmother's stoves, refrigerators, or kitchen counters.

In my youth, I never considered those colorful tin boxes worth my time or effort. I took such things for granted, as if life would always be the same, never changing.

Now that I am older, hopefully wiser and time has drifted by, I find my own mother's recipe box of great sentimental value and importance.

I started to find recipe boxes here and there. Then it came to my attention, these recipe boxes being sold on Ebay, at estate sales, yard sales, auction houses, and flea markets. This saddened me to see how little theses tiny treasures meant to some. They held the memories of family, happy gatherings, home and someone's life. To toss these forgotten memories aside seem to be a sin, somehow. Our lives and foods are forever intertwined.

So I began, some years ago, to collect these tiny treasures. I have so many now, I thought I would start a vintage recipe collection web site.

A need to do a couple things to get it started. One is to let Google know it is there. So I need to place a couple links on my blog, like spider bait, to attract the Google spider bot. I have done just that here in this blog.

And I would like to extend an invitation to everyone to enjoy this free recipe site and let me know what you think. You may also wish to visit my recipe blog.