Thursday, August 29, 2013

I'm Milking It!

Hello, Dear Ones.
I've taken a break from sewing...making Tildas and sewing cuties for my grandbaby.
My most gorgeous peepers are all bloodshot and I'm pooped! :)
 
So...I am milking it today.
I have a small collection of milk glass and have put some of the pieces in my little cabinets on each side of the TV.
So let me show you.

 This cabinet is to the left of the TV.
Below these shelves is a drop down door you can use as a desk and then below that, two more doors to poke things into and believe me, I poke all I can in there.
 Here's the one on the other side.
Below these two shelves is another shelf that holds our cable box.
Then an area with two doors to poke more stuff into. 
Believe me. I can poke a lot of stuff in there! :)


 Just letting you look at my milk glass with a few other little things poked in.
Nothing like a little milk glass and a few deep scratched on the shelves to put a song in my heart.
You're not surprised are you? :)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

No Milk Today

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands for lorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know the palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up two down

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day
As music played the faster did we dance
We felt it both at once, the start of our romance

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
~ sung by Herman's Hermits