Udder cream

Bag Balm aka Udder Cream

Boo-boo loves this tin, she keeps stealing it from my bedside table.

The first time I became aware of this miracle stuff was back on Bainbridge Island. I was an honest to goodness Avon lady. Yup! One of those door-to-door ones, when it was still fashionable, and somewhat profitable.
I met a lady who invited me in (most did) and offered tea. She didn't order anything from me, but I took two things away from this visit.

She had a sun room with a wall full of all sorts and sizes of blue and white porcelain and china plates, small and large, just hung on the wall, top to bottom. It impressed me so much that I started collecting blue and white plates myself, and have had walls full of them for years. Since I have no walls to speak of here I recently sold most of my plates.
The other thing I came away with was Bag Balm. A thick yellowish salve that was originally used on cows nipples/teets.
Well, this lady introduced me to it, told me it was the best thing for cracked feet, and gave me a small sample in a little jar.
I've been using it ever since.
It's kind of hard to find. Initially I had to go to a feed store to buy it, but I have also seen it on the shelves of pharmacies.

I highly recommend this stuff to all of you who have cracked skin, feet or hands, especially in the winter. You slather it on and the feet will heel in no time. It smells a little funky, but you get used to that in a hurry once you find out how wonderful this stuff works.

:>)

"De Hoop" the mill where my grandmother was born back in 1886.
I took this picture in 1985

My Mom painted this for me a few years ago. I still haven't found a wall to hang it on :<( Shame on me huh

This is a very recent picture of the windmill

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So yesterday was Halloween. Bugs got off early so she could take the kid trick-or-treatin.' Her little fairy dress came in handy, and since it's still way to big, it will probably come in handy next year as well.
She took her to work, and walked around her own neighborhood, where the neighbors had pulled together and had tables set up in one of the cul-de-sacs.
Boo had no earthly clue what this was all about of course, but she enjoyed wearing her 'pretty dress'

It has been cold here at night. We are waking up with frost on the pumpkin ever morning.
It warms up during the day however, and we are enjoying some sunny autumn days.
I took the little booger for a long walk this morning, we both sang the ABC song, the Elmo's World song, until I was getting nausiated from it...:>)

She is now asleep...ahhhhhhhh....

While doodling on the internet I found a picture of the windmill where my grandmother was born. Last I saw it was in 1985 during one of my annual visits, when my sister and I went looking for the damn thing, and found it.
So a few years ago the city bought the ruins and rebuilt the mill, and my mom painted it for me.

Another Saturday dreaming behind the computer trying to chase my past..........

In other news:

Rumors have it that Daddy has been stealing stuff. He broke into a friends' house, stole his TV and his video games, and got a book of checks out of his bedside table.
He proceeded to write 8 or 9 checks in the sum of $1100
The person he stole from is finally pressing charges, since Bugs was able to recognize his hand writing on the checks, and the dumb ass also wrote down his own phone number on one of them.
I told her to stay out of it unless the police came to question her. But I guess we're all curious how this will all end up.

Bottom line is that she feels terrible about Boo having a felon for a father, one who will most likely see a few years behind bars. I can see her concern and her point, but I really don't want her to dwell on that aspect of the relationship, and move forward, and raise this little girl the best she can.

In the meantime life is quiet.

A little tip:

when you use those nice fancy soap bars for your bath, and when it's almost gone and is too thin to use, don't throw it out, dry it up well, and slip it in between your folded sheets or towels, or put it with your lingerie, it'll smell yummy...

SGMKJ!