Atomic Reminders!

This morning, when I got home from yard saling (nothing to brag about), I found a huge box on the front porch that had been left by the FedEx guy! Since Riley Dog had gone yard saling with me, the FedEx guy must have been comfortable leaving the box on my porch instead of throwing out of his moving truck! Don't know what I'm talking about? Click on FedEx guy!

But, I digress! Inside that huge box was this smaller box.

Inside this box was a fabulous atomic style vase! I won it in a giveaway from Leah at Storybook Ranch! I immediately ran to the yard and cut a pile of my orange azaleas. Their stems are long, so they really look good in this vase.

It is much taller than I thought it would be. Since most of my vases are on the short side, this one will be perfect for a big, center-of-the-table arrangement!


And the clear glass of the vase works so well with my menagerie of clear glass containers. A girl can never have too many jars, refrigerator dishes or vases! Thanks so much Leah. If you haven't been to her blog, stop what you're doing and go NOW! No, wait! Finish reading mine and then go see Leah!

While I was cutting and arranging flowers on my front porch, I looked over the railing and saw Miss Crissy pecking around under the holly bushes. On the chicken front, Shakira has one more week until her eggs start to hatch. I can't wait to see those cute little chicks! Cora Bell has been keeping Shakira company every day. They have been buddies from the beginning (3 years!)
Leah, thanks so much for the vase. I love it!

Flower Frogs and Snow Days

Remember these?

A couple of days ago, I asked you which one of these things is not like the other.

The answer is Number 3. It's a furniture coaster! Thanks to Auction Dave, I didn't try to shove flowers in it. On my behalf, I think I would have figured it out, but it made me think this would be a good contest for my blog!


These girls got it right!




Since I had such a good time when Cora drew a winning name last week, I thought I would let Skippy give it a try. Since we have lots of snow, the girls and Skippy (Hazel, too, but I still think of him as a girl) were still in the hen house.



When I opened the door, the chickens were having a little snack inside. It's just too cold to venture out! I can't say I blame them!


I gathered the pieces of folded paper in my hand and held them out to Skippy. He kept looking at me as if to say, "That is not food."


But eventually, he did snag one of the names. (Stupid Blogger is flipping my photos again!)

The winner is...

Hope at Pixie's Ponderings. She's my first overseas winner!

Woohoo! Thanks everybody for playing!

Am I the only person who collects flower frogs? I'll have to show you some of my favorites, sometime soon. I haven't taken photos yet and don't want to get out of my chair right now! Lazy girl, I am!

While I was out torturing Skippy, I walked around my yard and got some photos of the snow. Isn't it funny how snow makes everything look so clean?

This metal bird used to hover among my roses until they all got yucky and I dug them up and gave them to Pretty Sam!

Last year, the top of this tree broke off when we had freezing rain. It's still gorgeous!

I was surprise to find the newspaper at the end of the driveway, especially when our road looks like...

THIS!

Knowing that we will eventually want to get out of the house, Will took a turn shoveling snow. Tony and Rick worked on it yesterday, but more snow fell after they were done!

If I could clear some of the crap out of my garage, my truck might fit inside!

My cement chickens tickled me. Under the snow somewhere are three cement chicks! Gives new meaning to the term "frozen chicken"!

After lunch, we decided to take a family walk up to the main road to see if it looked any better than ours. It did not.

Of course, Stunt Boy had to ride his bike and pop wheelies almost the whole mile long walk! I have already told him we can't get out of the driveway to get to the emergency room, so if he needs stitches, I'll be doing them with pink cross-stitch thread and a needle held over an open flame for sterilization! I don't think he believes me!

Just look at that blue sky! None of the animals were in the pasture on the right. In the distance I could see about 6 peacocks roosting in a tree, but couldn't get close enough for a photo. From where I was, they looked like trash bags had blown up and caught on limbs!

Tony told me I had too many clothes on before we went on the walk, but since I'm always cold, I didn't believe him. I was ready to strip down when we got back to our driveway!

Time for hot chocolate for Rick, a rug in front of the fireplace for Riley Dog, and Will is off for more sledding and Stunt Boy behavior. Check his forehead next week for those pink stitches!

And the Winner is...

There are some smart girls and boy who read my blog. And maybe a little perverted, too! But, I'm the one who bought this thing, so I am the Queen Perv!

Davol was a really old company that didn't mind split-ting words on their packaging!

All of these folks guessed correctly:

Jenny from The Red Bulletin Board

Linda from A La Carte

Mick from Everyone Goes to Mick's

Carol from Liberty Threads

Anne from Fiona and Twig

Llyn from Llyn M: Living in Vintage Style

Jill from Jill Ruth and Co.

Ruth...But I can't find a link to her blog!

Vintage Breast Pump

The apparatus is a breast pump! Good job! If I'm being totally honest, I thought about trying it out just to see what it felt like, but ya'll know what would happen if I did...my 44 year-old-not-so-firm-boob would get sucked all the way into the red squeegy thing and I would wind up in the ER to have it removed. You know it is true! A couple of the guys at the auction offered to check it out on other body parts, but I wouldn't want to touch it if they did.

SEE! REALLY!

Ah, but I digress! The winner was chosen by my very own Cora Bell...

And the winner is...

Linda from A La Carte

I'll be looking for Anti-Colic Nipples and Nipple Shields from auctions in the future!

Be on the lookout for a package of goodies from my basement! And don't worry. I promise I won't embarrass you in front of your mailman by sending you a vintage breast pump!