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The Girl Who Could Google (just not very well!)

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She’s as pretty as she is good.

If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, then you’ll know that I believe in fairies. And lucky me, I’ve been blessed with a lot of fairies in my life. So many out there! So many too choose from! But on this particular day, we shall be focusing on Fairy Jennifer, who is one of the fairest fairies that I know, and at random times when I’ve needed a fairy the most.

fjFor example, once when I was laid up from an operation and happened to mention that I was craving a diet Coke, Abracadabra! (which is as you know the magical word that fairies say), a 12 pack of diet Coke appeared at my doorstep!

Or another time when my son was coming for Christmas, and I lamented that fact that the Scentsy bar fragrance “Festival of Trees” had been discontinued. My son balked at the fact that I was using a vintage aluminum tree in place of a “real” one. The scent of a Christmas tree can go a long way in creating the illusion, and that particular Scentsy scent is the Christmasiest of all! Apparently I’m not the only onfj1e who thought this, because when I searched on ebay, and they were selling for $30 each, which is five or six times the going rate. I asked Jennifer if she happened to have any (she’s me and The Mayor’s Scentsy dealer) and Abracadabra! There it was! Festival of Trees. A Christmas miracle!

fj2Or one time she brought me a nifty and fun bag of costume jewelry she’d found at a garage sale. When she saw it, she thought of me and figured it looked like something I could use, and Voila! (sometimes fairies like to mix it up with their magical incantations). She presented it to me and it was chock FULL of treasures. Lots of little cameos and other things perfect for my little O.L.D.s.


The Old

There are many, many other examples, but the one I’m focusing on today is Jennifer’s nifty online sleuthing abilities. The person in the title refers to me, not her. Because Jennifer can Google and Facebook like nobody’s business! She reads this blog (hi Jennifer!) and therefore knows that I have been lamenting the fact that I was out of “Made Especially for You by Ruth” labels. I’d searched high and low and off and on without success. Guess what? Jennifer found the exact labels in just a couple of minutes! They still make them today!


The NEW!

Last Friday they arrived. I’m going to finish up with the “Ann” labels and then! New “Ruth” labels! For Antiques Roadshow purposes, the font on “Ruth” is different. Excellent! I therefore want to say, THANK YOU JENNIFER!! You’re one of my FAVORITE FAIRIES!!

(which is saying a LOT, because I am very Fairy-rich)

Happy Tuesday and my love to you all!

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My favorite warmer, The Owl! Given to me for my birthday by my sister Julie (aka you-know-WHOO).

It was such an odd thing that I had to try it. My sister Julie (aka, The Mayor) and I will on occasion have a party with all our friends. A smelling party. A Scentsy party, to be specific.

So there we sit, just we two, sniffing over cans of diet Coke. For those of you who don’t know, Scentsys are these little wax bars that melt in lovely wax melters of different shapes and sizes, giving off a glorious scent.

TV2bSometimes we sit cross-legged on the porch, but more often than not, we’ll go a more civilized route and sit cross-legged on Julie’s living room floor, pads of paper and pencils at the ready, sniffing little tubs organized in a ever so neat and dainty manner by our Scentsy dealer, good friend Jennifer herself (who would be at our party were she not already familiar with the season’s latest smells) and we sniff. And sniff. And sniff some more.

We scrawl down our choices and whittle them down to six. It is our *one true weakness. Besides the diet Coke.

TV1When I saw the little tub with the hint of green, I looked in disbelief at the name on the lid. “Tomato Vine?” I shrieked out loud. Yep, that’s what it said! I unscrewed the lid and did what I’d been doing all afternoon…I sniffed. And was transported. Transported to a garden in the heat of summer, even as the cold winds of winter blew and blustered outside. This little tub of green smelled uncannily, exactly like a tomato vine!

Reader, I became a thrill-seeker. I put it down on my list. Even as I whittled my list to six (the number to get a discount), “Tomato Vine” remained. It was several days after receiving my order that I dared burn it, fearing it would smell like burnt tomato vines, or rotten stewed tomatoes, but no. It smells exactly like what it is.



Scaredly Cat Julie! Pfffft!

And while I long for winter’s return, because that’s how I am and how I’ve always been ever since I discovered there was such a lovely beast as snow, I love the smell of Summer. And to me, “Tomato Vine” is every good thing about summer.

So if you were to come to my house, do not be fooled if I answer the door with a smudge of dirt across my forehead and clumsy gardening gloves suspiciously on my hands and the smell of freshly grown tomatoes seeping forth from my abode. First off, what would I be doing gardening inside? Second off, I do not have a green thumb! That would be Julie’s (aka The Mayor’s) domain.

But she did not dare to try “Tomato Vine” Scentsy.

That would be me!

P.S. Our Carol Jane is doing fine and may be heading to foreign lands! Emily Grace will also soon be making entry into the Portal as well. I may go out of order next. Sunny Joy, Once-Loved Doll No. 6 is begging me, and she is the smallest of this first batch and therefore hard to resist!

*One true weakness is a reference to “Larkrise to Candleford,” a BBC series that is another of Julie and my’s weaknesses. Guess we have several of them!