Things to Ponder

Why isn't there mouse flavored cat food?

So this question has finally come up. I have wondered for 49 years now when someone would finally ask this so blatantly obvious question.

But what is the answer? Or maybe the real answer? Who knows......... maybe this is why the question was never in print before.

I think that if the pet food companies would hold roundups and gather in all the rats and mice to be processed into cat food, our world would be a better place. Right now the mice and rats and voles (especially around my house) are running the animal world and causing great concerns in health and cleanliness around the world. They need to be controlled!!

So call out the ca't'valries! Call out the live mouse-traps! Let's get the mice, rat and vole populations under control and waste not their meat as we do this. Let's make awesome cat food from one of the cat's favorite food sources! Let's be frugal and use what God gave us, or gave the cats that is.

My cats are doing all they can against the voles here at my house and our neighborhood. Thanks guys- Beebee, Willow and Marshmallow. But there are plenty of neighborhoods that don't have such great mouser protection. Let the live traps open their doors and provide income to the trappers as we feed the worlds 'starving for the mouse flavor food' cats!!

Who is with me? This is a good fight.... so join in.

Make-Do Monday March 2

Make-Do Mondays

is a carnival dedicated to sharing the creative,

frugal or even humble ways we’re making-do with what we have
or what we can acquire in a frugal way.

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[If you came here to find Pizza Night - Click here. Otherwise stay here and read the real entry for Make-Do Monday! Some days I really wonder if I will ever get things right!!!!:) ]


A simple thing I did around Christmas time was make some pincushions for my thread spools. I was doing a lot of hand sewing and kept misplacing my needles. So I gathered up some scrap material and made these pin cushions. They sure came in handy because I didn't have to haul the big pin cushion around. The spool and pin cushion are one small unit.




The blue set with embroidered hearts are in my Etsy Shoppe.
(Click on the photo, it will take you to my Shoppe and you can see more photos)
They are super easy to make and I have made several now and each time I innovate a new way to attach them to the spool.

If you want to make your own, I would be happy to give you instructions. I am not sending you to my shoppe to buy! Only for photos and if you want help, I can share with you any of my knowledge!!!

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How many times do you innovate or make-do a day? Are their times in your life that you seem to always be in the make-do lifestyle? Well I can tell you that I am in that lifestyle right now, I guess I always lean that way. I try to do everything myself first, and if I can't do it I call in an expert or helper.
Have you ever woke up in a cold sweat from a dream that seemed too real, like it was real life happening? Were you 'making-do and innovating' to save lives?

Anyway..... Here is a story about carrying make-do too far.......... or is it just far enough?


** A Silly Distraction with Shari **
(reprinted with a few revisions)

Woman Saves Crashing Plane
with Homemade Parachute

March 1, 2009
By Shariskishe

::Over The Ocean Government News reporting:: An unidentified woman made World Headlines today because of her part in the safe landing of Flight N237Q originating in Saratoga Springs, Utah heading for Laie, Hawaii.

“All of the sudden we were in trouble,” the woman said. “I knew something was wrong right away. And then the Captain came on the radio and said the plane had lost power and we were plummeting to the Ocean below. He told us to brace for the crash landing.” She paused for a moment and continued, “I did not hear anything else because my brain and hands were taking over.”

She explained that she grabbed her carryon bag and pulled out a space blanket, some duct tape and some yarn. “I always bring a project that I need to finish when I travel. So there was the yarn, or the strings I needed,” she said. She then took the items and crafted a parachute. Then with the help of the other passengers and crew they attached the parachute to the plane using the emergency exits.

“It is truly amazing that this worked,” exclaimed the pilot, a twenty year veteran. “I remember making these parachutes as a kid with our toy GI Joe's and my sister's Barbies. We never really had all that much success with them. But I am sure glad she tried it today. And I'm glad she got the balance part correct.”

We asked her how she felt about being a hero. “I am not a hero, the other passengers and crew are. They supported my idea and we all ran with it. Without them, well, I could never have done it myself...” she said. “I am just glad everything went so well, you know, no one was injured and such.”

Because of the safe landing, many of the passengers found a silver lining in the experience. “I pulled my seat flotation device out and jumped from the plane’s wing," said one of the unidentified passengers, who was dripping wet but smiling, "I was body surfing, I mean, seat flotation surfing and soon a lot of people were joining in the fun.”

No word yet on why the plane lost power, but we are happy to report that it was a safe landing and no lives were lost.


**However, due to the use of non-approved parachute material, the woman is now under investigation for material fraud and name fraud. Calling her 'make do' item a parachute is in violation with the new Politically Correctness Name Law. Using a space blanket as a chute is in violation with the Original Material Suggested Use Law. No charges have been filed. But then the Government does take it's time.

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Thanks for visiting with me today and leave me a comment if you have the time.
Now jump back to Ann's site for more ideas.

Sharinskishe

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Silly Distractions with Shari

Story Time - The story did not really follow the question- oh well

What would you wear for camouflage if you were hiding in a gingerbread house?

OK, it is time for a little fun. So......

Once upon a time there was beautiful brown house. Oh, it smelled so very luscious. It was decorated with chocolate drops, licorice stix, candy stix, colorful sprinkles, gum stix, Skittles, M&M's, gum drops, pretzels, gummy bears, and other gummy things, and a lot more chocolate!

It looked like you would have the best time ever eating it. Yes, it was a Gingerbread House. The village where this delectable house was built did not have a candy store. The Gingerbread house was the villages candy store and for many years the villagers would go and have their tastes and enjoy of the Giving Gingerbread House.

But one year a new resident came to live in the village. It was a little old woman, who was so cranky and selfish. Soon the other villages found out that this woman was a candy witch. She could not survive without a continuous supply of candy. They found out that the last village she lived in had had a candy house, and because the old witch was greedy and keep the candy just for herself, the candy house finally gave up giving and melted away forever. That is why the Witch had moved.

As soon as the Witch had moved into the village, she went to the Gingerbread house and came away laughing and as happy as an old cranky witch could be. The villagers did not know what had made her so happy, but they soon found out.

One day the Mayor of the Village went to get some treats from the Gingerbread house. When the mayor tried to touch the house, a thousand bats came flying at him and drove him away. The mayor found out that the house was bewitched. The old witch had put a spell on the house to keep the sweets all to herself. Several other villagers also tried to get to the house and all were driven away.

A little child was dressed in a red and white striped dress and she was the first person to be able to approach the house and get treats without the bats attacking. The villages realized that the only way a visiting human could take tastes of the house was to wear a disguise. Soon there were costumes of all sorts of fun candies. Every time a villager in a costume went to the house, they were able to get their treats. If someone tried to get a treat without a costume, the same bats would chase them away.

The Giving Gingerbread house was sad that the villagers had to be in costume to get their treats, but the house was also glad that the villagers had found a way to still come and visit. The house continued to make itself tasty and delicious for the villagers.

One day the wicked old witch found out what was going on. Then she told the villagers that she was going to put a spell on all of them to keep them from eating 'her' gingerbread house.

One of the villagers, ran away before any spell could be caught. That villager had run to get help from a very old friend who hopefully would know what to do. When the villager explained his village's dilemma, his friend told him to go to the castle in the White Mountain Country and seek advice from the Wizard to the King.

The villager found the kings castle and was able to meet with the Wizard and the wizard gave him a spell breaker and a notice for the cranky old wicked witch. The villager thanked the wizard with all his heart and then he left to return to his village.

When the villager arrived home, he found all his neighbors asleep. They were sleeping in the streets, on the sidewalks, in the school, in the stores, they were asleep everywhere. He quickly used the spell breaker to awaken the other villagers. Then he used the spell breaker on the Giving Gingerbread house. Finally he took the notice to the Cranky old wicked Witch.

She was not happy, she was exceptionally cranky as she had seen what this man had done. She took the notice and read it. It said, "quit being cranky! Quit being selfish!" Then the paper said- "if you are nice, you can stay and share the Giving Gingerbread House with everyone here. But if you want to continue to be selfish you must now disappear into the forest and never come back."

The old witch got very angry and decided to leave rather than share with the villagers. She tried to put a spell on the one man who went for help, but the spell breaker he still was carrying stopped it. So the Witch went home got her stuff and headed into the woods. Once she entered into the woods, she would never be able to return to their village.

The villagers were free to go to the Giving Gingerbread house without having to be in disguise. They were free of the selfish witch. They all promised that they would always share their candy house with all those within their village and by making that promise they knew that the giving Gingerbread house would always give.

THe ENd



Oh, what a story! Sometimes it is hard to keep writing when you know it is coming out so lame. However, I decided that practice will only make me better. And so this is a practice piece and I am not even going to work on it. I may not even read it to see if it is missing anything or for grammar, etc.

Well I am off for some bean soup. Bye!

A Great Joke for the Snowy Season

It is SNOWING!! I said earlier that I was not ready for Mr Snow and still he showed up today! It is a very cold and blustery day. So in honor of the snow- here is one of my favorite jokes.


As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde in a Porsche catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says, "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load." The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.

When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!" Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.

At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath,the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, and knocks on the truck door. The trucker lowers the window. Again she says, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!

When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window, and as she lowers it, he says... "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Michigan and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK!"

Happy Snowy Season to All!!!