Have You Cleaned Out Your Refrigerator Today?

I guess I’ve heard it all.  I was laying in bed early this morning and I heard on the radio that November 15th is National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day.  Have you ever heard of such?  I haven’t.


I laughed.  I usually clean my refrigerator out the week before Thanksgiving anyway.  A couple of months ago, I gave mine a thorough emptying and wipe down with  disinfectant, took out drawers and shelves and washed them in the sink.  I threw a lot of food out.  And yes, some of that food that had been pushed to the back was unidentifiable.

So today I just tidied mine up a little and threw a few things out.  I probably do need to pull it out to see how scary it is behind and under it and vacuum the coils but I’ll have to wait for a day when hubby is available to help with that.  They have a national day for everything don’t they?


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Things I’m Loving These Days

Coffee Pod Holder

I love this K-cup holder.  I found that all my coffee pod boxes were taking up a little too much room in my pantry and this solved that problem.  It’s sturdy and holds up to two dozen pods.  I need to do some rearranging and come up with some sort of coffee nook but for now it’s siting on the kitchen counter next to the coffee maker.  I stumbled across it in a Miles Kimball catalog.


Private Selection® Chocolate Mint K-cup coffee

Though I love chocolate and mint, I really didn’t think I’d like the combination in coffee.  But I was wrong.  It’s delicious!  I came across this in Kroger’s one day but haven’t found it anywhere else.  Not sure if it’s a seasonal thing or one of those “for a limited time only” products, but it’s not easy to find.



This is Us– Season Two

I missed just about all of Season Two on TV and so yes, I’m WAY behind.  I had to watch all of Season One again to refresh my memory on names, etc., so I’ve just started Season two.  Hubby watched Season One but he’s bailing on Season 2 and said the constant going back and forth from past to present and present to past is driving him nuts.


Top Flight Notebooks with Colored Paper

I love these notebooks with the colored notebook paper!  They’re college ruled and the paper comes in colored sections of pink, green orange, and yellow.  It’s perfect for making out to-do lists or journaling.  I’ve always loved colored notebook paper.  Back in the 70s when colored notebook paper was somewhat of a fad, I remember having teachers who wouldn’t allow us to use anything but white notebook paper.  Many teachers put a ban on the colored notebook or filler paper.  I guess I’m rebelling in my old age!


Autumn Plush Blanket with Cats and Pumpkins

I got this at Ross Dress for Less for around $14.  I can’t believe how soft and warm it is!  Hubby threw it over his legs when he was watching TV last night and said the same thing.  Dakota and Nugget seem to be getting attached to it too, especially today as it’s been quite rainy, windy, and cold.  When I get on the couch at night to watch This is Us, I usually have a cat or two on me!


Blue Glass Pumpkins

These are so popular this year.  There’s one in the photo above, in case you missed it.  They came from Marshall’s.  It’s hard to photograph it in its true blue color but it’s simply beautiful.


Happy Fall!


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Sunday Glory


The idea of a spiritual heart transplant is a vivid image to me;

once you have the heart of somebody else inside you, then that 

heart is there. Jesus’ heart is inside me, and my heart is gone.

So if God were to place a stethoscope against my chest, 

he would hear the heart of Jesus Christ beating.

Max Lucado

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Supermarket Flowers

Supermarket Flowers is a song of bereavement.  Ed Sheeran wrote this song as a personal tribute to his late grandmother.  Many people think the song was written about Ed’s mom.  It was written from his mom’s point of view, rather than about her.  He wasn’t going to include it on his Divide album but at his grandmother’s  funeral, his grandfather asked him to put it on there.

What a beautiful, angelic song.

I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill
I threw the day old tea from the cup
Packed up the photo album Matthew had made
Memories of a life that’s been loved
Took the get well soon cards and stuffed animals
Poured the old ginger beer down the sink
Dad always told me, “don’t you cry when you’re down”
But mum, there’s a tear every time that I blink
Oh I’m in pieces, it’s tearing me up, but I know
A heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved
So I’ll sing Hallelujah
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back we’ll say Hallelujah
You’re home
I fluffed the pillows, made the beds, stacked the chairs up
Folded your nightgowns neatly in a case
John says he’d drive then put his hand on my cheek
And wiped a tear from the side of my face
I hope that I see the world as you did cause I know
A life with love is a life that’s been lived
So I’ll sing Hallelujah
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back we’ll say Hallelujah
You’re home
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
You got to see the person that I have become
Spread your wings
And I know that when God took you back he said Hallelujah
You’re home
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Sunday Glory

You Say– Lauren Daigle

I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I’m not enough
Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up
Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low?
Remind me once again just who I am, because I need to know (ooh oh)

You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
You say I am strong when I think I am weak
You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe

The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me
In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity, (ooh oh)

You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
You say I am strong when I think I am weak
And You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
Oh, I believe

Taking all I have and now I’m laying it at Your feet
You have every failure God, and You’ll have every victory, (ooh oh)

You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
You say I am strong when I think I am weak
You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe

Oh I believe (I), yes I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
Oh I believe (oh)

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A Halloween Let-Down and an Autumn Stroll

Despite this being my favorite season and time of the year, I’ll admit I’m struggling to get into an “autumn mood.”  As of Halloween, we still had no color in our leaves here.  Not to mention it was 77 degrees here that day!  But the next day, the temperatures dropped to the 50s and Thursday, I believe our high was 54 degrees.  So we had a temperature drop of 23 degrees in way less than 24 hours.

I thought Halloween would for sure get me in that autumn mood.  I put my Halloween garden flags out, lit all my Halloween and fall candles, lit my Jack-o-lantern out on the front porch and put 4 fall colored glass mason jar lanterns on my porch railings.  My den was festively decorated in black and orange and my Halloween candles gave it a warm ambiance.

I waited.

I don’t live in a trick-or-treat friendly neighborhood.  It’s very hilly and most of the driveways are steep hills and I guess it’s too much work for kids to climb hills to get a handout of candy.  The most trick-or-treaters we’ve ever had is eight and we’ve had as few as two.  This year?  ZERO.  Zilch.  I guess the kids in the neighborhood that always did come to our house have gotten too old to trick-or-treat.


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Hubby had to work and I ended up putting in a DVD of  Season One of This is Us and watching three episodes.  And then I watched 2 episodes of The Waltons.  And that was my Halloween.  It didn’t feel much like Halloween.



DSCF0037Today I decided to go on an afternoon stroll through the neighborhood.  Just with the cold snap of the last 2 days, the trees have changed quite a bit.  It’s still not as colorful a fall as we’ve had in the past.  We had heavy wind and rain Thursday that blew a lot of the leaves off the trees.

As I walked, I admired the leaves in the street.  For some reason, I enjoy photographing leaves on the ground.  Here’s a sampling of what I saw today.


I love this particular tree.  It’s pretty every year and I caught the last of the afternoon sunshine which was highlighting it nicely.


I saw just a few reds…. like I said, not too many reds this year.  Maybe I’m being impatient and we’ll see more as November marches on.


I enjoyed my walk.  It was a nice peaceful day.  At 69 degrees, it was comfortable outside.  I’ve started taking down the Halloween decorations and packing them away.

Tomorrow, hubby and I plan to go walk at a local state park that runs along a lake.  I’m curious to see what the colors will look like there.

How’s the fall colors in your neighborhood?  Do you like to take walks in the fall?

Gail ♥ 

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A Doll Dilemma


Meet Betty June.

Betty June was my mother’s doll back in the 1930s.  Even for an 80+-year-old doll, she looks rough.  As you can see, years of staying up in a hot attic took its toll on Betty June. Her head and face are badly cracked.  Her left arm has nearly been amputated and is being held on by a purple ribbon.  I can’t even tell what color her original eye color was.  Her eyes look like she has very dense cataracts.

DSCF9983DSCF9985DSCF9987DSCF9989DSCF9990DSCF9993Betty June is an Effanbee Lovums doll with a cloth body and composition head and limbs.  She has sleep eyes.  I think I remember my mother telling me back in her prime she had a blonde curly wig. I imagine back in the day, she was a beautiful doll.  This is what I imagine Betty June must have looked like back when my mother played with her.


I do know that Betty June was a much-loved doll at one time.  When my mother died back in 2006, at her request, we buried her with two of her beloved dolls (a boy and a girl doll which were quite a bit smaller than Betty June– they were in rough shape too).  My mother didn’t want Betty June to just be tossed out.  Now I’m wishing we could have somehow squeezed her in the casket with my mother and the other two dolls.

But we didn’t and when my mother died, I took Betty June home.  She stays in a cedar chest at the end of my bed.  I honestly don’t know what in the world to do with this doll.  I know nothing about doll restoration, nor do I know anyone around here who does it.  I don’t know if Betty June is beyond help at this point.  And if I did find someone who could restore her, how much would it cost?  I have no idea.  I just know I can’t make myself throw sweet Betty June away but I can’t exactly leave her sitting out where she would creep people out.  Even my cats are terrified of her and when I sat her on the couch for photos, they saw her and ran.

I don’t know much about Effanbee Lovums dolls but have looked them up online.  There’s a lot of them for sale on eBay and a lot of different kinds.  Some came bald and others were wigged.  They had different colored eyes and hair and some had closed mouths like Betty June and some had open mouths with teeth.  I think they came already named and most had 2 names.  Like Betty June and Mary Lee.  Apparently, there was a “Patsy” line and there was a Patsy Ann, Patsy Joan, and a Patsy Lou.  I cannot find any Betty Junes.  I found some Betty’s, just no Betty Junes.

On the back of Betty June’s neck, it says Effanbee Lovums in raised letters and underneath that, there appears to be a number 9 inside a circle.  Underneath that, there is a patent number, but the raised numbers are very worn and I can’t make out all the numbers.

Every time I think of getting rid of Betty June, I think of my mother as a little girl and how she must have given this little doll plenty of hugs and kisses.  Growing up in the depression, I’m sure Betty June meant the world to my mother.  And so back into the cedar chest she goes.  I don’t know what will become of her when I leave this earth.  I know my two sons won’t want her.  Poor Betty June.


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