Thanks MissEmma! I'll have to check it out
Thanks MissEmma! I'll have to check it out
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I'm glad you like the roly. I honestly have had those for years. I looked online and they are now "vintage" LOL.
I would take a pic of the large one, but truthfully, bjfgator posted these for me because I'm not able to learn anything new at this time.
(still recovering from returning to school and finishing another degree late in life )
Here I am with my green King Diamond manual with a green super bright LED!!
Great pic Ms. StephanieT.
"I know that I am hard to love, I know that I ask for far too much, but we get what we ask for sometimes, and sometimes we miss the mark. We miss the mark..."- ilyAIMY "the MARC"
Great pic, StephanieT. I love your picture covered wall!!! I love my walls full of stuff..LOL.
Thanks MissEmma! Those are all pics of my kids. I plaster them everywhere! I'm running out of room though. I dont like an empty wall!
Great Pic StephanieT! I envy your wall! In Florida I had pics everywhere. They are all still packed in boxes. In my current rental house (built in the early 40's I think) the walls are rockboard and plaster - very old and brittle. Put one nail hole in and half the wall cracks and falls off. (My brother said no pictures - he is tired of doing repairs just from the boys horseplay!) Those wall stick things don't work either. Have two pics in the basement with broken glass now. The insulation is probably rolled up newspaper like the other old houses. Hence, a good reason to stop smoking. The 3 story house across the street burned down a few years ago from a faulty stove regulator. Shot flames out, connected with the wall, ignited the newspaper insulation and Poof! We don't get much excitement in Nutter Fort so when they tore it all the way down people brought their lawn chairs and camped out on the sidewalk to watch. There was an upright piano on the second floor. When the claw hit that corner of the house it went Kaching, Kachang, Kachung down into the basement area! When the claw hit the waterbed it was like a theme park waterfall. Fortunately, the fire never reached the roman candles in a box on the third floor... now THAT would have been some real excitement. They now have a 1 story prefab home... more lawn chair excitement when it came in on the semi in two pieces and was put together. I don't miss the crime excitement of Florida. (I do miss the fresh fruits and vegetables year round at a decent price.) Nutter Fort is a small community where we know our neighbors and summer evenings are spent on your porch or the porch of your neighbors counting the number of cars that run the 4 way stop sign and waving to everyone.
Thats funny yet sad! Funny how the waterbed sent water everywhere sad that the house burnt. We have a prefab house. Double wide trailer. I like it but I wish it was bigger. My husband had it and 3 acres of land before I met him. Your small town sounds like our small town. About 6000 people although we are 5 miles out in the country.
Ok, so occasionally my brother can't sleep, gets up early and goes trash pickin'. (We used to find some pretty cool stuff while we were delivering papers early in the morning) We have scored a glider, a grill, some chairs, tents, camping gear, and other things that we have been able to use but sometimes I have to get him to toss some things. We have a garage full of "I think we might need that or I can fix that" stuff. I showed him this $40 storage system on amazon and he says.... "I found one of those in the trash a few months back!" I raise my eyebrow and say, "In one piece? Not broken? Useable? Not covered in tar splatter?" He goes and gets it. It has some coffee spills on it so we clean it all up, dry it, I label it and VOILA!!! I decided I will probably not stop ordering stuff and the tackle box was a pain and took up too much table space. He said he will keep an eye out for some other similar storage items in the trash. He also thinks Uncle B has some in the shed. O Lord... the shed. That's another story for another day.