Sneaux Days and Cabin Fever


As I mentioned before, the southern part of the United States does not handle snow and ice well.

SNEAUX – (snow) ie; an uncommon phenomenon to the southern regions of North America. Def.: unique white frozen crystal precipitation falling from the sky at the most in-opportune time, wreaking havoc on the streets and in the lives of people more comfortable sweating in the outdoors rather than slipping on ice. A major cause of cabin fever, a condition identified by malaise, deep sighing, pulling out hair, and sleeping long hours.

a symptom of cabin fever

a symptom of cabin fever

I have spent an inordinate amount of time on the computer. I haven’t worn anything but my pjs for two days. What’s the point? Can’t go anywhere, no one can come here. Just take a shower and put on clean pjs.

On the other hand I have gotten a couple of projects done that have just been in the idea phase for a long time. I got my dear one to make the rolling pin towel rack (see previous post ). And I did another project yesterday. I made a roman shade from a mini-blind.

It was easy, I followed directions I found on and This is how it turned out:


I feel sorry for, and at the same time admire, people who live where snow is not uncommon. They know what to do, how to stock up, precautions to make, what tires to use, etc. My brothers are that way. They live in the mid-west and know exactly what to do. Alas, they are too far away to help me with cabin fever…. So Jesus, I’m depending on You!

will it ever go away?  miss my porch rockers

will it ever go away? miss my porch rockers

Somebody save me...

Somebody save me…

This ain't no picnic weather!

This ain’t no picnic weather!

definitely not used to this!

definitely not used to this!


Mrs. Willie’s Old Rolling Pin

I ran across Mrs. Willie’s old rolling pin as I was digging through my lost and found drawer. That is what I call that particular drawer because it is home to items we seldom use. There is stuff in that drawer that I haven’t looked at for years. Yeah, I’m not the most organized or neatest person in the world. Anyway…yesterday the lost and found drawer offered Mrs. Willie’s rolling pin along with an idea. I can’t take the credit for the idea because I have seen something like it on a TV commercial. The funny thing is when I was describing it to my husband the only thing I could remember to call it was ‘pin roller thingy’. That in itself is a statement to these modern times. Does anybody still use a rolling pin? You do?? Well, I’m not that good in the kitchen so my biscuit and pie crust making abilities are limited. If I can buy them instead of make them, I will. I used to try to make biscuits. My ex-husband used to throw them outside for the dog and then laugh when even the dog wouldn’t eat them. Did I mention EX-husband?

Ok, moving on.

My husband (NOT the ex) was raised by the most wonderful southern woman, in fact, the epitome of southern gentility with more home-maker talents that I could ever hope to have. She had her family spoiled to the nth degree with her domestic prowess. The love of my life told me his daddy always said they “didn’t have much, but they did have a roof over their head, clean sheets, and a bite to eat”. If you knew that family, you would most certainly understand that was a compliment of the highest degree.

When I tell you Mrs. Willie was a good cook, I’m saying she was a goooood cook. She had old-timey recipes like tomato gravy, gumbo, jambalaya, syrup cake, meatball stew, rice dressing, chicken gravy, wilted lettuce, mustard greens, and yes, biscuits and pies. Of course, in Louisiana, just about everything is eaten over rice. I remember her red beans and rice, her white beans (commonly known as navy beans) with ham hocks and the best cornbread I’ve ever tasted. Needless to say, her rolling pin was used often and with the love of a woman who’s focus in life was to 1) serve God and 2) serve her family. She was also very head strong, but that’s another story.

Back to the (brilliant) idea. I couldn’t see leaving the poor rolling pin in the lost and found drawer forever. Even though I don’t use it, and pretty much never will, I thought why not put it to good use? I took great pains to relay to the love of my life what I wanted to do to the rolling pin.

He was aghast and thought it a great sacrilege. Well, of course he would, we were talking about destroying his saintly mother’s rolling pin, her very own symbol of womanhood. At this point I must tell you that his mother and I had one thing in common – strong-headedness. Once I explained to my dear that using it as a towel rack was waaaay better than leaving it in the lost and found drawer, he caved. Poor thing. He mumbled something about his grandmother and his granddaughter while he set up the saw. Then it happened. He created an art work that I will cherish and enjoy forever! After he brushed away the tears -I mean sawdust- he saw the light and declared that using Mrs. Willie’s rolling pin for a kitchen towel hanger was a grand idea. He likes it, he likes it! It no longer languishes in a drawer where no one at all can appreciate it’s beauty and remember it’s history and the loving hands that worked it for years. I love it, and better yet, my darling husband loves it too.

Tell me, how do you like it?


He cut it in half and then put a 30 degree edge on it to angle it in an upward position.


If you want to do this project, be sure to pick a rolling pin that is solid and doesn’t have rotating handles. The type that rolls around will have a metal rod in them and that could wreck your saw if you’re not careful!



For the record, my husband spoils me much like his mother spoiled him. Trust me, he is spoiled. But so am I. He does 95% of the cooking and it is obvious who he learned that from. And he does things for me that he usually has to think twice about. Like cutting up a piece of his childhood. He did it just for me. It was a sacrifice. Does that remind you about anyone? Can you think of another who made a sacrifice he didn’t really want to?

Good grief, now I’m comparing Jesus Christ to a rolling pin! But it’s all about the sacrifice. Jesus stepped forward and made the ultimate sacrifice for people he loved. You. Me. He asked His Father to take the cup from Him, but that wasn’t the way it was supposed to happen. God’s design was that His Son would have to make a sacrifice for all of our lost souls, to offer a new beginning, a new life.

There are times in life when we all have to make a sacrifice we don’t want to make, but we do it for those we love. Kind of like cutting your mama’s old rolling pin in half. My love didn’t want to, but he did it because he loves me. It is no longer useless, as it was in the lost and found drawer. It has a new use, a new beginning of service that symbolizes a strong familial love. I’m the lucky one who gets to lay eyes on that every day! And I thank him for the sacrifice he made for me.

Above all, and with my whole heart, I thank God for the sacrifice He made. I have a new beginning, a new life, precious love. I am so spoiled, er, I mean blessed!

pray for peace

Folks, won’t you do me a favor and bless the world by praying for peace?


Waaay down here in the south we don’t know what to do when it snows. Some businesses don’t open, schools stay closed, shopping is done ahead of the of the inclimate weather. All that because southerners typically don’t know how to drive on ice or snow. It is fairly foreign to us. The novelty of it wears off in a couple of hours after the white stuff blankets our still green grass and blooming sasanquas. I have to admit it is a pretty sight, but trust me, after a couple of days being stuck in the house, I’m ready for a few degrees of warmth outside. I’m one of those chickens who prefers to stay inside rather than brave a wind that bites. “I’d druther” a more gentle sweet smelling breeze and the warmth of a southern sun.


So, what to do while I’m stuck in the house? Well, I had a mind to get into making rosaries. I’ve been slacking off lately and need to catch up. But, guess what? I don’t have enough wire on hand to do much with. It stinks, because I’m NOT going to town. I had to come up with a new plan.

I decided to put together all the components to make rosaries, store them in the appropriate color organza bag until I can renew my wire stash to finish them. I’ll be ready.

So far I have put together kits for 12 rosaries, 18 car rosaries, and 8 baby baptism rosaries!

ready and waitin'

ready and waitin’

I’m tickled to pieces to get all organized and such. I was able to use some of my new components, some beautiful pieces I picked up in south Louisiana.

It is supposed to be in the 50’s. I can’t wait.


A Can of Worms ~ or ~ Social Injustice

welfare and ss

My husband opened a can of worms when he shared this picture with me via facebook. Someone shared it with him, and it was shared from someone else before that, etc., etc., so I really have no idea where it came from other than social media. What I do know is that it rang my bell. It’s a good topic if you’re in the mood for a heated debate. Let me add a few of my own observations.

When you think about it, the comic does make a valid point. Will social security run out? Does welfare run out? That’s really something, isn’t it? What is really scary is that the welfare system appears to have a spin off of generational support in some cases.

Please don’t get your panties in a wad. I’m not saying that all welfare recipients are laying back on the government. But I am saying that there seems to be a propensity of living on welfare passing down through generations. Black, white, beige, red, blue, or purple; color doesn’t matter.

I have a close friend who used to work in a food stamp office. Man, she could tell some stories if she wanted to. Stories about how young, strong people ask for assistance but are interrupted because they have a call coming in on their smartphone. Seriously? How do they pay for that? More importantly, why do they pay for that? Of course, in this day and age, pretty much everybody needs a phone, but there are still tracphones and such that don’t cost an arm and a leg every month. Sure, no internet on these low cost models, but hey, you can get internet free at the library. Come to think of it, doesn’t our government provide free phones with prepaid minutes for low income people? Besides food stamps, factor in Medicaid, HUD, and whatever other aid is available and it’s no wonder multitudes of people are dependent on welfare. It’s like the government is teaching people not to get a job. Ok, I’m not talking about communities that are at or below poverty level, especially in terms of job availability. I am simply talking about people who take advantage of the ‘system’. (I have few opinions on who should be approved to receive welfare too, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about that now. It has something to do with drug testing and being required to do a number of service hours each month.)

And now we have to worry about a breakdown in the social security system? What about those people who have had social security deducted from their paychecks for years and years and years and – you know.

Is anybody else scared?

Why are there no jobs? Because as a rich country we believe in the bottom line. Profit. Businesses here send their manufacturing jobs overseas because they can take advantage of cheaper labor costs, therefore, more money in their pockets. Well, for Pete’s sake, why not bring the jobs back here and give them to the people who need them? Some might say the impact would be devastating for the foreign countries we support with our manufacturing jobs. The way it is now is devastating our own country. And we provide a ton of aid for tons of foreign countries even as we scrape the bottom of the social security barrel. I believe that sending jobs overseas is what has caused our economic in-security in the first place. Am I crazy or do you think if we had those millions of jobs back in this country, our economic status as a whole would improve? Am I being narrow minded to think that? Am I not seeing the whole picture?

Disclaimer: When I say ‘everybody’, I don’t mean everybody. When I say ‘they’, I don’t mean any specific ethnic group. And I am in no way referring to economic/racial barriers when I speak of welfare recipients. Period. I believe that fair is fair, equal is equal, and getting ahead is a result of hard work.

By the way, I believe in Jesus, am against abortion, own guns and plan to keep them. I am not racist, homophobic, or prejudice against any other religion, be it Christian, or otherwise. I have faith in God, mankind, and my husband. I am not perfect by any means whatsoever, nor do I ever expect to attain perfection.

Whew, thanks for letting me get all that off my chest.

Now seriously, pray for peace ya’ll. That’s the first step.

Let’s talk about Old Ladies

I’ve had a number of people ask me why I chose to write about old ladies although obviously I am not old…um, yeah…right. I chose to write Secrets of the Old Ladies’ Club for many reasons. cropped-book-cover.jpg
Below I’ve posted several notable phrases to lead you into understanding my thought processes on the matter. To sum it up for you ~ “Life is a chair of bowlies” ~ Mary Englebreit.
good womanlive your life and forget your agedrop it like it's hotsee yourselfturn back odometerthinking old

older I get

Ya’ll enjoy your life and remember this: in the end

Growing old or aging, it’s a choice we make. So is living a good life, and finding joy wherever you are, in whatever stage of life you are in. Bethany Bertrand (a character who came to life in my book) said “Our bodies may grow old but our souls don’t. They just grow.” The woman’s a genius!

While you are making the most of your life, don’t forget to pray for peace. YOUR prayer is needed!

Mardi Gras is right around the corner…





amethyst, aventurine, citrine Fleur di lis

amethyst, aventurine, citrine Fleur di lis

Mardi Gras Earrings amethyst, aventurine, citrine chips

Mardi Gras Earrings
amethyst, aventurine, citrine chips

Amethyst, aventurine, and citrine chips $12

Amethyst, aventurine, and citrine chips

I love this necklace ~ silver plated with a dove, fleur di lis, and a GORGEOUS cz






Hand wire-wrapped faceted tear drop $18

Hand wire-wrapped faceted tear drop

Bold blue and white china  $12

Bold blue and white china $12


Mauve glass beads with perfect lampwork $14

Mauve glass beads with perfect lampwork

Deep Purple faceted glass and cross $12

Deep Purple faceted glass and cross

Blue quartz with sterling/wood crucifix $18

Blue quartz with sterling/wood crucifix

 moonstone quartz St. Michael medal $18

moonstone quartz St. Michael medal


LSU LSU LSU ! Citrine and amethyst, bronze detail $32

Citrine and amethyst, bronze detail

Wire-wrapped by hand. Celtic cross with a "drop of His blood" $36

Wire-wrapped by hand. Celtic cross with a “drop of His blood”

SO…How about dropping a line…. Comments are always welcome. You are a blessing to me!