tlc's Random Life

Around this time last year I was in the sewing room a lot using a lot of fabric starch to get the fabric nice and crisp for sewing to get the best possible seams.  After buying a couple of bottles of Best Press fabric starch (around $7.00 for a 16oz bottle) I decided that there had to be a less expensive way to get the results I wanted.  So I called on every crafty (and not so crafty) gals trusty old friend Pinterest. Typed in a few key words... Starch Fabric starch Diy spray starch Diy starch And before I was sucked into a wormhole that has me completely sidetracked I found several home recipes for what I was looking for.  There really are a lot some using corn starch some using vodka.  I went with one of the many with vodka in it.  No not because I wanted to sip it occasionally.  But mostly because I didn't believe it would work. I made a trip to the local spirits store and got the cheapest bottle I could find (less than $7.00 for a small bottle) a...

Yep, that's right.  Another trip around the sun has come and gone, here I am still all talk and no writing.  This past year really just slipped right on by.  Not without notice though but defiantly without any stories written and shared here on the blog. Out on a date with my guy☺ We have had such a busy year, my baby completed her senior year of high school and is enrolled in college beginning the next step of her life.  She will be moving to her dorm sooner than I'd like.  Val has finished college and is about to begin her career in a field that she has always loved.  They both had milestone birthdays that required major celebrating (18 & 21) where has the time gone?  They are adults.  I could not be more proud of the adults the hubby and I grew.  With the girls going their own directions we have been spending a ton more time than usual together and it is nice.  It's like our dating days all over again only that awkwardness o...

It's true.  I love writing.  Maybe not everyone loves to read what I write, but I do so love writing.  The thing is I have this full time job thing and it seems to get in the way of all the good writing time.  OK well that may just be an excuse and not even a good one but it is really the only one I have.      I work this crazy 12 hour night shift with these crazy days at work.  It seems that when I am off work I am running a thousand different directions.  I never know where the time has gone to when it is time to go back to work.      But here is what I am thinking of trying.  I have started a list of things I would like to write about and share with you.  Yeah I know, it is mostly stuff going on in my life but also stories.  I like short stories.  So my blog is going to take a bit of a turn.  I am going to write.  I will be writing true stories and fiction stories.  I will s...

I got a phone call this morning shortly after Britt left for school, I figured she had forgotten something again, this happens about once a week with her...poor thing just like her mother in so many ways.  She didn't forget homework or permission slips but rather she forgot to turn the heat lamp off that she has on her baby chicks.  She asked if I could run out and turn it off because it would be warm today and despite my asking if she wanted baked chicken for dinner she insisted that I please turn the lamp off.  Of course I would.  After all what are moms for right? While out there I noticed they needed fresh food and water as well but I was unhappy with what she has been feeding them from.  So I headed to the shed in search of chicken supplies.  I know we have them, this isn't our first go round with chicks, we've had several.  I checked the small shed where all the feed use to be kept but turned up nothing.  So I wondered over to the big shed ...

about 6 weeks old Those of you that know us have probably had a chance to meet our most recent fur (grand) child Magnolia Jane, Maggie Jane, Maggie May, Magpie, Maggie moo she kinda has lots of names really.  She belongs to Miss Britt and let me just say I got in tons of trouble for allowing Britt to bring her home.  And sometimes I question myself as to what I was thinking when I told her I would talk dad into letting the dog stay. 1 year old Let me go back to the beginning.  We had taken Britts friend Chriss home after an Ag event.  While there he asked if Britt could come see his dogs babies.  Of course I said sure and for the record as she was leaving the truck I did say "don't even ask we are not taking one home with us"  Well she did ask and I did let her bring it to the house with us.  I did however the whole way home panic about what Stephen would say.  I knew he was going to be mad, he was going to tell us to return the dog to...