by Shirley Bahlmann
The Blogspot Police have unlocked my blog and let me back in!
Some one... some thing... probably a little spy-bot doohickey... accused me of writing pam with an "S" on my blog, you know, the processed lunch meat in a can (I don't dare spell it in case they shut me down again.) I asked for a reprieve: come and read it! I'm clean! Shampoo and toothpaste clean!
It took this long for them to say, "Okay, you don't stink, write on."
So, I'm baaack.
It's made of beads and worn around the neck, so it's a necklace, right? But the shape isn't quite right. It's shaped mo...
After a big snowfall, the snow plow came along our street while I was at work, clearing the road but pushing up a ridge of snow across my d...
Someone brought cake to share at work. Someone forgot to bring a knife. Would you dig in with your bare hands to get your share?
The Parade of Homes had some beautiful fixtures in their houses... wait, what's that? Did someone miss cleaning the sink? Ahhh! It&...