Mars and Venus

They say that men are from Mars and women are from Venus. I have not read that book but I get the concept.

Here’s a snapshot of the two scarecrows that I made last year. I made one of the boy scarecrows into a girl by adding lipstick and eyelashes with marker pens. Then I cut off the straw bow tie from around her neck and stuck it under her hat to make bangs.

So my ex husband came over and took a look at the curb to take a look at my handiwork. I thought I was pretty clever with my “gender change” techniques. He took one look at the two scarecrows and this is what he said, “Can’t you stick something down her shirt so she has boobs?”

Hitting The Nail Right On The Head

Can’t tell you how happy I was to see how my Father’s face lit up when we gave him the hypertherm powermax 65 that he had been hinting about since last Christmas. It isn’t easy buying gifts for men, especially ones that really have just about everything that they need or want at this point in their life. So once in a great while one of us in the family will hit the nail on the head and get it right, much like what happened yesterday afternoon at the folk’s place for Father’s Day.

Now we have to start thinking of what to get for his birthday which comes up in late September, and then right after there is of course Christmas……..

A Clock For Behind the Bar

Back when I was a kid, I went over to a friends house after school. She lived in a really neat old house that I remember quite well. In the TV room, where we spent most of our time, they had the most unusual clock that had the numbers placed on it backwards and it actually ran backwards. It made an impression on me and I always look for one like it, to no avail, sigh….

There are tons of wall clocks available these days, wish I could figure out where to find one that runs backwards, it would be perfect behind the bar area that I have in the basement. A good conversation piece, wouldn’t you say? I was looking on the Internet the other day to see if I could find this type of clock once again, when I ran across a blog that was about a man whose goat had eaten his clock, his prized mantel clock at that, a Tiffany & Company one that he was very distraught about. Kind of reminds me of the dog that ate the kid’s homework, ya know. Man that has got to hurt coming out of that darned goat!

Although I couldn’t find the wall clock that I was so hoping to find this time, I did find one that would look great behind the bar. Think I’m going to put it on my next years Christmas wish list.