When I was a little girl, I would pick weeds, (I thought they were flowers), all clinched in my fist, I would give them to my mother, in a vase the little weeds would live, until.. It made me feel good inside. As an adult, I still pick weeds, by picking ugly or castoff item's and creating something nice and useful. It still makes me feel good inside.
I have always considered myself to be a creative person, and I LOVE to scavage thrift stores, junk stores and Goodwill looking to fulfill that obsession!! It really is an obsession, you know what I'am talking about!! LOL
Hey everyone! I was looking around the house and rearranging and deleting some stuff, and decided to show you all my collection of Milk Glass for White Wednesday..Night that is. I started collecting milk glass a few years ago..lost interest and got rid of most of it. My Grandmaw passed several years ago and I ended up with a few pieces of hers, so I started it up again. I pick it up here and there, but it varies so much in price..kinda crazy really. I think Iam crazy for having so much of it..I can't stop.