Saturday, January 26, 2013

More Glitter (less) Houses

Hello, Dear Ones!
Guess what?
I was walking through my dining room and looked at the china cabinet and realized I still had these little glitter (less) houses sitting on the shelves.
Well, POOP! I said.
Poop has been on my mind lately because poor little Chloe Dawn has had diarrhea and I've been been cleaning up...well, you get the picture.
Now back to my glitter (less) houses.

 I grabbed a handful of glitter (less) houses and poked them on this empty tray and thought...
hum, this is kinda cute!

 So, I'm showing you a tray filled with little glitter (less) houses that I made back last summer.

I'm sure this has just made your day, hasn't it? :)
Lie and tell me it has! :)
Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~ ( I couldn't help myself with this song)

Cow Patty

He'd cut you just for standing
And shoot ya if ya tried to run
He was big as a tree and did as he pleased
And everything he did was bad
And they said if you was to kill him
It'd only make him mad

From the good lands came the cowgirl
Patty was her name
She was hot on the trail of that killer
On a moped she called Flame
Coz the killer had killed her daddy
For spittin' in the road
You only had to kill her daddy once
To get that girl P.O.'d

Yippie eye eh Cow Patty
Yippie eye eh Cow Patty 
She rode into town to find the man that killed her daddy
Yippie eye eh Cow Patty

The killer hit town at daybreak
Ate the door of the local saloon
He started to drink you could tell
He was thinking there'll be a showdown soon

Patty hit town in a cloud of dust
Ol' Flame was buzzin' like a saw
And the whole town got quiet as a church
When the killer stepped out for the draw
Forty shots rang out
Forty people fell
Patti and the killer missed each other
But they shot that town to hell

The killer took a step towards Patty 
Said it's time I gunned you down
But he slipped in something that was layin' in the street
And was shot before he hit the ground
Yes, the killer slipped and it cost him his life
And Patyi said as she roared out of town
You gotta watch your step
When you know the chips are down
~ sung by Jim Stafford