I love pretty things. And pretty magazines. I used to order from Reiman Publications, but now that they have started putting ads in their magazines, they are history here. They used to be ad-free, but not anymore. No one seems to get away from that evil thing called money.Anyway, I was at the library the other day and saw that they had Ideals magazines for sale for 10 cents. I figured I'd take a few.
I liked them so much I told hubby if he went by the library to pick me up the rest they had. So he brought me a stack!
They have recipes.
They have beautiful photos, poems, and articles,
and paintings of by-gone days.
There are no ads.
There lots of great articles to read, and pictures to enjoy looking at or to use for cards or crafts. If there comes a time when I need something to do this winter, I know where to look! Not that I expct a time like that for a long time, but maybe I will need a change from this busy life now and then, and then I'll do it for fun.I figured these magazines sure are worth 10 cents to me! If you like them, check with your library, they just might have some for you!





I have so many wonderful memories of my dear old Grandmother. I am happy to say that she is still alive, and I enjoy sending her a letter now and then. I have worked alongside my Grandmother for many hours back before I got married and when we were neighbors. I have learned many an important thing about housekeeping and cooking from her. There is so much I could say about her, but I will leave that for another time. O, I feel priveledged to have such a wonderful Grandmother. The one thing that will come to mind when I think of her, is her aprons. In fact, if you have ever wondered where the idea of the black checkered apron comes from that I am wearing in the blog title photo, well, it comes from her. She had a few of those that were worn and stained. When I saw the exact same kind of fabric at Walmart, I just had to buy it and make myself an apron. I don my apron with pride when I work in my own kitchen now, especially when I make her chicken noodle soup. Maybe I can make our home feel just a little like Grandma's if I wear an apron like she does. We are now thousands of miles apart, but when I wear my apron, I feel just a little closer to her, because chances are, she is wearing hers too...















Here is one that is burning beside one my big lamps. It works perfectly.


















