Ducklings, Elevator and Pitcher

 Remember the 

blog post back a few

days ago about my brother

having his ducks all in a row?

And about me adding 

an ugly duckling?

HAHA

This is how it went....

The next morning after I left

the ugly duckling, Mark came

out of the BR asking his wife,

Kim, did she add this to the 

window sill? She did great, telling

him, she did not, and asked him where

he got it. He then asked if "PAM"

had been over. 

Kim told him that she did not

think so.

Then he was scratching his head

and saying he wondered where it came

from...

I was not going to tell him

but with him wondering how someone

got in the house to leave the

duckling, I felt he needed

to know. I did not want him

worrying about it.

So, I had to tell him.

CRAP!!!

 

Tuesday, I went to Photo Services

to work. I had to get on the 

elevator to go down a floor and

I had to laugh.

WHY?

This is why~

Years ago when Photo Services

was on the 23rd floor, and I had

to take the elevator to the 3rd floor,

it got stuck!

An elevator full of people, stuck

between floors. 

After about ten minutes, help 

came. They started to pull

open the elevator doors to

get us out and telling us

that they would have us out

soon. I then said, from the

back of the elevator, 

"good, please hurry, my

water just broke"!!

Everyone in the elevator looked

around at me with a questioning 

look. I then smiled and said'

"just kidding"!!!

Mari over at

My Little Corner of the World (marislittlecorner.blogspot.com)

asked if my daughter works

at the wedding venue with me.

Mari, my friends own and operate

the wedding venue. 

I am an assistant there but

no, my daughter does not work

there also. I have been working

there about five years now. 

You can actually 

read about the venue here

Tennessee Tiny Weddings with Julie & James Tucker (tntinyweddings.com)

I was surfing FB the other

day and on one page I 

follow I saw this cute arrangement 

someone had made. In the

center of the arrangement was

a pitcher.

That pitcher caught my attention.

It was just like one I have.

This once is mine.

This belonged to my great grandma. 

There is no markings on 

the bottom so I don't know the 

age or anything about it. 

But it was cool to see 

one just like this one on

facebook. 

Thanks for stopping in,

Pam