Saturday, August 1, 2009

Blog candy to check out

This is some GREAT blog candy. Check it out! I really hope I win this. It's kind of like winning the lotery but the odds are MUCH better and I LOVE what I win.

This was editted on June 7, 2010.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Altering clothes is fun and profitable

The profitable part is not from selling them, but it profits me by making old items new again which thrills my girls and saves cash because I can buy at thrift shops and goodwill/Salvation Army and still have "cool" clothes. Also, I can adjust the clothes to my taste for length and appearances. (ie. no prostitute style clothes for my little girls). Here are 2 pictures of the front and back of a skirt I made from a pair of adjustable-waist denim capris. My daughter loves them and it is COOL in my opinion.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

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To see me on TV. I am on every 3 months or so with new dogs for adoption. They have archives if you want to watch more than one episode with me. I really enjoy doing these spots to highlight our dogs.

Carol O.

Monday, June 22, 2009

More Blog Candy

It's funny, some people just don't get it. If you announce the contest, you are just asking more people to enter the drawing which means that my chances to win go down for every person who enters. That is kind of funny for the person who is giving something away to require you to help lower your chances of winning. Irony, eh? Well, here is the link to some blog candy around the net, hope you enjoy the blog content but do not enter!!! haha

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Making friends is easy :)

I made these all by myself. I made all 4 in an afternoon and the girls and I decorated our friends together. They had so much fun. These friends are just hanging out in the bedroom with all the other sad and lonely stuffed animals but it made for a fun day. :) The last one on the right is Zach's friend. He wanted to draw his own and have me sew it (sew I did) and he did not decorate it. He can not decide whether to make it a skinny rabbit or a dolphin. I did not make one for Shannon yet.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Redneck Public Transportation

This is sooo funny. We got a huge chuckle out of it. We called it "Redneck Public Transportation". I hope you find it humerous, too. This is not a setup, this is actual people on the interstate in GA. :)

Thursday, May 28, 2009


I know it has been a while between posts. I am happy to report that something happened today that is relevant to the topic and original intent of this blog. I was blessed today by an unusual event and I wanted to share.

I had a 100 dollar bill in my pants pocket. I know, "duh, bad place for it!" but someone handed it to me when my hands were full and I did not have my purse on me, so I put it in the pocket temporarily as a safe place. You can see where this story is leading already, can't you? So, I left it in the pocket and went about doing my business. After a few hours I reached into my pocket to retrieve said 100 dollar bill and, as you already guessed, it was gone.

Well, I thought really hard about what could have happened to it. I was working, so it obviously fell out while I was doing something else. I knew I had only taken my keys out of my pocket twice, once at the paper office and once at the gas station. I started praying that I would find it and drove back to the gas station. It was not there, the folks inside thought I was insane for expecting it to still be there (or for someone to have turned it in). I then went back to the office. I knew the chances were slim, if someone had found it they were as likely to keep it as turn it in, but again, I HAD to try. I can not afford to lose $100, that is why I am working. I NEEDED that money.

When I drove into the parking lot, there it was. Still laying in my parking space, folded in half. It could have blown away, up under the ramp/decking, anywhere, but it was still there. I was sooooo very happy, I just wanted to sing and shout. I was blessed beyond words to find my money where I dropped it. I've learned my lessons from this event. First, it is not my money, it is God's money and He can take care of it. Second, put the money in the wallet, ASAP!!!

God does take care of us. Many blessings,
Carol O.

Friday, April 24, 2009

We had so much fun at the goat farm. Here are some pics, Camille holding a baby goat and our friend Eric petting his first ever baby goat.

We were so glad that Chris and Eric and DJ could join us on our field trip.

Here is Ruby sitting on a turtle. She was not big on cuddling with the goats. This is more her "speed". Don't rush her!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Writing Challenge

On Open salon, a writer there challenged other writers to expand on the Hemmingway one-liner that reads: For Sale, baby shoes, never worn. This was Hemmingway's attempt to tell a story in less than 10 words. Pithy and heart-touching. The writer wanted us to add to the story, so here are 2 attempts at that challenge.
I read all the entries of other writers and I wanted to try something that wasn't depressing and wasn't tied up in babies dying. While I can write depressive stuff, so many of the responses were in this vein that I wanted to offer up something a little less bleak or dark.

For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
They trudged through Babies R Us looking at everything and registering for nothing. They were both so disappointed to find out that they were having a boy. Not that they weren’t happy, just that they both wanted a girl SOOOOO bad! They are both glad he is healthy but they really wanted a girl. Now they had to change everything from pink to boy colors and all the little things they had bought had to be returned or sold.

At home, she sits in front of the computer and types:
For Sale: Baby shoes. Never worn.
Baby is a boy and the pink weeboks are just not gonna cut it.

She hopes that some mom out there will love them as much as she did.

Challenge respone #2
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.

Why on earth had she picked up the stupid things?!?!? She had no baby, she was never going to have a baby. She didn’t know any one to give them too. She is thinking hard and her heart is beating too fast. She can not take them out of her pocket because someone will see her and figure out that she is shoplifting. She walks out the door as calmly as she can and goes home to her quiet suburban home with her sweet husband.

She sits at the computer and types:
For Sale: Baby shoes, never worn.