Valentine Day Scraps

I am a  keeper.  Some people call folks like me hoarders, but I think that is a harsh word. It Continue reading →

To Pile or Com-Pile . . .

. . .  that is the eternal question inside my head.  Friends will tell you that I do both.  With Continue reading →

Obsession Confession

I have a confession to make.  I’m obsessed with birthdays, anniversaries, national observance days and months.  Because I am that Continue reading →

Oh where, Oh where has this blogger gone?

The reason I didn’t come to blogging sooner was because I didn’t think that people wanted or needed to know Continue reading →

The Rights of Jazz – Part 1

Don’t you hate when a blog post points you at another blog post? Well, sorry, I am going to just Continue reading →

A message . . .

. . .  from our sponsors.  On TV that means time to head for the fridge because this is when Continue reading →

Passions

Passions are the feelings you have towards things that you like (or dislike). Everyone has them, but not everyone expresses Continue reading →

What did you do on Carlos Santana’s birthday?

I didn’t know it was his birthday, I usually don’t care about such things, but I am doing research for Continue reading →