Magazines and Dinosaurs

Before there were computers . . .

women depended on magazines as their go-to source for recipes, health advice, family issues, craft patterns, humor, and so much more.

And while there are still plenty of magazines out there, I have a feeling they’re much less relied upon now. The internet has brought so information to our fingertips – literally!

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But I do remember how I loved to crack open a brand new “Woman’s Day” after a trip to the supermarket. Somehow, it seemed like a *reward* for putting away the groceries! 😉

Of course, I continue to buy craft magazines these days but, with a computer, my need for a “women’s magazine” has truly diminished.

That’s a good thing for two reasons:

    1. I’m saving money.

    2. It’s given me the chance to meet you!

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Do you buy magazines? Which ones? 😀

Hugs,

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A Short Break

Hi Kids! 🙂
Hope you had a lovely weekend!

I’m going to take a short break from the blog.

(I’m talking days, not weeks.)

It’s all good . . . I just have things that I need to catch up on.

I’ll still be checking daily for comments (and will chime in myself if there are any!)

Kelly, if you want to keep telling us the days while I’m away – I’ll be sure they post.

Talk to all of you soon! 😀

Hugs,
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Friday Favorites

OK, so here’s the deal . . .

Crystal says you’re probably tired of hearing about Peeps, but I’ve convinced her to let me talk to ya because this is my chance for 15 minutes of fame!!! 🙂

You see, she crocheted me last week, and I was supposed to have a whole bunch of friends in different colors – but she ran out of time and now it’s almost Easter!

She suggested that I wait until next year to make my debut here on the blog.

C’MON! That’s 12 months from now!!!!!

So, here I am!

You know Crystal – she likes to embellish things.

She placed a flower at my ear.

A FLOWER???

I’m a PEEP for heaven’s sakes!!!! I look just fine – plain!

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Oh, one more thing! I’m supposed to mention that you can find the pattern Crystal used for me here.

If you celebrate Easter, Crystal and I wish you a very happy one!

And may all of us have a super weekend. 😀

With hugs from,

Your Pal the Bunny Peep

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It’s A Secret

If you are reading this and you are my eldest daughter

STOP reading right now!!!

Grab that mouse and click to another page!

I’m going to be talking about a surprise that’s on the way to you. 🙂

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Is she gone? 😉

Ok, good!

You may remember that my daughter lives with her husband in Europe and that she LOVES the Easter “Peeps”. (There’s a funny story about our efforts to send her some last Easter. You can find it here.)

This year, I found a new way to celebrate her fondness for peeps – I made her an Easter card.

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Notice the little rubber stamp in the top right of this photo? When I saw that stamp, I just had to buy it.


Here is my “peeps” card! It’s fairly small – about 4″ x 5″. To make the envelope, I took apart an old white one, and then used it as a template for the striped paper.


I don’t think she’ll mind if I show you the inside . . .

(Tulips are her favorite flower!)

Gosh, it was fun to do.

I must try to find the time to play with paper more often!

Hugs,

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A Folk Tale

I came across this recently and thought it was quite meaningful.

Hope you like it too. 🙂

Chinese Folk Tale
~Author Unknown

There is an ancient tale about a farmer who used an old horse to till his fields. One day, the horse escaped into the hills and when the farmer’s neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, “Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?”

A week later, the horse returned with a whole herd of horses from the hills and this time the neighbors congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, “Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?”

Then, when the farmer’s son was attempting to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”

Some weeks later, the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg, they let him off. Now was that good luck or bad luck . . . who knows?

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Isn’t it true? Things are not always the way they appear at first. Sometimes, it takes a while before we know the lasting outcome of an experience . . .

Hugs,

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