National Tooth Fairy Day??

Boy, did I luck out? Apparently, according to Nanny Jane and my mom, today is National Tooth Fairy Day. What a close one! Guess who visited two days ago? But what if I’d lost it last night and she’d been on vacation? Is it like the garbage truck that sometimes takes days to catch up after a holiday or does she just skip the day all together?

Either way, it was awfully good timing to jump on that trampoline at the birthday party. Although we did almost lose my tooth in the birthday balloons, my tooth made it safely under my pillow and the wonderful tooth fairy did sneak in and leave me a gold dollar coin and a trail of her glitter dust. So on her day today, I am still covered in glitter and my smile is missing a tooth, but I just wanted to say thanks, Tooth Fairy. Hope you are having a grand day!

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FOUND: glamping project in the making

Lookie what we found—someone meeting up with my glamping fabric for the first time …
Have you met GLAMPING?
Glamping is the debut line from MaryJane Butters for Moda Fabrics.
She mixes glamour and camping in this fabric line.
So, remember a while back when I showed you my fabric crush … Glamping by MaryJane? I just couldn’t let it sit there! I really intended to stop with that because it was late and I had a long day ahead of me, but I just started to cut:

Freebie Quilt Pattern

Below is a freebie quilt pattern for my Glamping fabric. If you want to print this out, it’s quite lovely! Click here to be taken to the PDF.

Come on over here for more of my Glamping patterns! Soon to be in a fabric store near you.

glampin’ tote … like tote-ally

Check out this tote that Pippa, of Pippa’s Patch, made out of my glamping fabric.
Just fab, darlin’!

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Lasso Yourself Some Shoes

Get out your lariats and round up this whopper of an idea right along with me.

Lasso shoes combine sewing and ingenuity to give us inexpensive footwear made of 100% natural materials: wool, cotton, and natural leather.

I’m thinking Lasso shoes will be a great project for my grandgirls, DIY style.

The kits are made in France by people with disabilities. They’re part of KickStarter, a website that helps start-ups get funding. They’ve already successfully reached their goal (and then some!).

So head on over to their KickStarter page to pre-order your Lassos at a discount price by choosing “back this project.” Hurry, pre-ordering at a discount is only available until March 1.

Crazy Woman Creek

I bet you’ve had a day like this: you accidentally cut a guy off while driving, so he sticks his unforgiving fist out the window and yells something like “Are you crazy, lady?” or maybe, “Go back to crazy town!” or my personal favorite, “Get off the crazy train!”

Well, now you may politely inform him that you were actually on your way to Crazy Woman Creek.


Crazy Woman Creek, courtesy of Wikipedia; Asiir

What a hootenanny of a place to get your glamp on! Below is one man’s recount of how the creek and campsite were given their names in the Bighorn National Forest.

The most persistent and credible explanation for the creek’s name has to do with a trader and his wife. According to Crow stories, in the mid-1840s, a man who was half Native American and half white built a small trading post with his white wife on the stream and were carrying on a successful business with the Indians. For some reasons, the trader began to give liquor to one of the older chiefs, a dignified man, who would then act strangely after his visits with the trader. The Crows soon figured out what was going on and the trader was compelled to provide all of the men in the village with plenty of “fire water.”

Once they had formed a dependency on the liquid, he began charging them more and more for drinks. Finally, he claimed to be out of liquor and said he would leave to obtain more. Since the trader had virtually all of the village goods by that time, they didn’t believe him. Rather, they suspected that he would now go to trade with their enemies, the Sioux. They killed and then scalped him in front of his wife and she was struck in the head with a tomahawk and left for dead, but not scalped. After the warriors had departed, a Crow woman saw that she was not dead and secretly nursed her back to health.

Thereafter, the trader’s wife lived in the area but was deathly afraid of the Crow warriors and would hide at their approach. Some of the Crow women continued to feed her for a time, but eventually she was never seen again and presumed dead from starvation or animal attack. The Crow annually returned to the area of the trader’s post and with time, the stream became known as the Crazy Woman’s Fork and then later Creek.

The preceding story has been attributed to a George P. Belden, a Second Lieutenant in the 2nd Cavalry, who was stationed at Fort Phil Kearny in 1867-68 and had lived with the Crow Indians in the years prior to his military service.

Click here for more legends on how the area was given its name.

There is also a book titled Crazy Woman Creek-Women Rewrite the American West and swag for sale on Zazzle! Wouldn’t a Crazy Woman hat be a great gift for a white elephant gift exchange? Or to wear while towing your glamper headed for a certain campground in Wyoming?


pared cheese paired with a pear

Momma Butters (meemaw in her pinafore) has been churning away on her next book, Milk Cow Kitchen. That means we’re getting in on some serious cheese tasting. Manchego paired with pear anyone?


It can be delicious work, but I guess somebody has to do it. Not to be too cheesy, but who’s paring the cheese paired with pear, pared to the rind?

Downton Abbey

Gather ’round, Downton Abbey fans …

It’s time to dish!

Julian Fellowes, the Academy Award-winning fellow who created and writes Downton Abbey, has just offered up an interview about the series’ next season. (Here’s some fun trivia: In addition to playing numerous acting roles as English royalty, Julian is actually royalty himself—his full name is Julian Alexander Kitchener-Fellowes, Baron Fellowes of West Stafford.)

You may have a titch more self-control than I do,

and I totally respect that,

but if you are desperate to savor a few savory snippets of the season to come,

then surrender to temptation and read on …

“I’m not giving anything away by saying that one of the main themes is the rebuilding of Mary, that Mary has to rebuild her life in a society which is changing,” Fellows says. “We would see women’s roles in the ’20s as being very much behind women today. But it was a big advance on what it had been 30 years before. And that’s all explored in the show.”



Fellowes also alludes to his plans to write a new period drama for NBC.

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The Rest of the Story

Happy Monday morning my dear friends!!!! Here’s what I’m hoping will be a fun exchange between us. Can you help me write the ending to my “story” (adventure, yarn, whopper, taradiddle, mare’s nest, fabrication, concoction)? It can be three words. Or many. A smiley face without any ending at all. A total dud, fall flat on its face idea. (Oh, the embarrassment.) Here goes my first attempt. But wait. My future alert is this: I hope to sometimes drift into Garrison Keillor territory with a yarn or two. Maybe the occasional fable of yore. Maybe a pretend game of “you’re about to cowgirl up your milk cow when up drives …”


It’s happened before. But this time, she does it in an even larger group setting. She’s someone you care about a lot, enough so, you can’t bear the thought of correcting her privately, let alone publicly. What’s a girl to do?

Send her an anonymous note? You consider her reaction and embarrassment and that idea stops you dead in your tracks. You begin to weigh the consequences. When she finds out she’s had it wrong all along, she’ll spend time trying to replay all the many times she’s done it and who was there to witness it. It might affect her confidence. It might make her retreat. If she retreats only a tiny amount, that’s never a good thing. Worse yet, maybe she’ll retreat from you if she even suspects you’re the one …

“Silly. Just tell her the very next time it happens. You’re over-thinking it. On second thought, maybe I’m guilty of something similar and no one’s ever told me. Now, this is ruining MY confidence. This is starting to be too much …  

Say nothing …  

Oh, for heaven’s sake, just say it! Tell her point blank …  

No, don’t. Who do I think I am anyway? Little Miss Blunder Director Corrector?  She’s only a dear acquaintance, not a BFF … 

I got it! Tell a close family member of hers so they can tell her … “

Never mind. That is WAY too manipulative and underhanded.

But. BUT. Every time she says …

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