Scentsy Winner

I wish I could give a Scentsy warmer and bar to all of you. Unfortunately there can only be one winner and after using the Random Generator thingie this is the number it chose.

The winner is lucky number 11.
Laura said......
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Congratulations Laura! Please email me with your address so the warmer and your choice of Scentsy bar can be mailed to you.

A Scentsy Giveaway

I love candles, all types of candles. Every shape, size, and color. Scents are important though and when I heard about Scentsy wickless candles I was immediately interested. Safer than an open flame and the scents they have to offer are really great.

So today I'm giving away this Scentsy plug-in warmer.

And one Scentsy bar of your choice of scent. 


To enter all you have to do is go here and choose which Scentsy bar you would like to have if you would happen to be the winner and then come back and leave a comment telling me which one you like best.

For two more entries put a link to this giveaway on your blog or Facebook and come back to and leave a comment for each entry.

For an additional five entries like this Scentsy Facebook page. Then come back and leave five comments, one for each entry.

That gives you a total eight entries. But please make sure you leave a seperate comment for each entry in order for it to count.

I will be choosing the winner on Monday February 28th using Random.org

Giveaway is now closed and a winner chosen.

Disclaimer: Scentsy has no clue I exist but my cousin and I would love for you to have a chance to experience the pleasure of these candles.

Meddling

LV's parents were still planning to move before too long and I was really looking forward to the day when LV and I could finally be alone without having to worry that his mother would be popping into our living quarters unannounced at her slightest whim. I was tired of having to bake bread for her while she sat and read The Budget or wrote letters. I was tired of having her inspect all the milking equipment after I had washed it. I was tired of the constant pressure I felt of trying to be perfect and not get the frowning disapproval of his mother at her son's scatter brained young bride. I tried to convince myself it wasn't as bad as it felt but was having a really hard time.

And then the day came when LV and I had to go to Somerset to take care of having my name changed and do some grocery shopping and getting the last few things I needed for my kitchen. It was late afternoon by the time we got home and there was a big van setting outside the house. Not wanting to have to barge through all of their visitors we asked our driver to back up to the basement door where we unloaded everything. most of it could wait in the basement until their visitors had left. We each took several bags and headed upstairs. His mother and several women were working at the kitchen sink with their backs turned toward us. We hurried through the living room where the men were sitting visiting and headed up to our cozy little home.

I quickly put the groceries away and fixed a little something for us to eat before LV had to go start feeding the cows. Going to our bedroom I wanted to change my clothes and then go to the barn with LV. I had nothing that needed to be done in the house and looked forward to spending a little extra time with him. I removed my covering and cape and apron and laid them on the bed. I was in the process of getting into my everyday dress when I heard a whole bunch of footsteps coming up the stairs and his mother talking. I clutched my dress to myself and darted into the closet sliding the door shut behind me.

I listened as she gave the women a tour of our living room while giving her opinion of my tastes of what I thought was homey. I could hardly believe my ears when I heard the roll top desk being opened as she was showing them what a nice desk LV's grandpa had given him. And then the closet in our living room where they admired a few things I had resting on the shelf.

The bedroom door opened and I held the closet door shut as hard as I could as they entered. "You'd think with as little as she has to do she could at least take care of her clothes instead of just throwing them on the bed." she continued. By now I was furious as I continued to hold the closet door shut. She couldn't get it open when she tried. I wondered what she would do if my hand slipped and the door opened and everyone would see me undressed. It was too awful to imagine and I was relieved when she gave up and went to show them the kitchen.

LV was still sitting at the table finishing up a piece of pie. "I didn't know you were at home already!" came her surprised remark. "I realized that," came LV's cold reply. I had never heard his voice like that before and was thrilled to know he didn't think his mother's actions were okay.

The tour was ended and my kitchen cupboards weren't snooped into that day as they hurried back downstairs. LV came to see if I was okay. And together we went to do the chores. Both of us glad it wouldn't be long before days like this would be history.

Cooking

I didn't have very many options to make meals those first several weeks before we got to go grocery shopping. Mom and Daddy had given us several boxes filled with food and LV's parents had given us a few quarts of canned goods. But there was still a lot of other things that I needed.

After surveying my meager supplies one evening and not wanting to make mashed potatoes and green beans again I happened to remember the meat pockets we used to make. I opened a can of hamburger and crumbled it into a bowl shredded the last bit of cheese that my parents had given and mixed it together. I made a batch of pie dough and then created a lot of little halfmoons filled with the meat filling. I was pleased with the results and placing them on my new teflon cookie sheet I popped them into the oven. Once they were done baking I would remove the oven from the top of the stove and make hamburger gravy to spoon over the meat pockets.

When LV came in we sat at the table to enjoy our meal. The pockets were beautifully flaky and I was feeling quite pleased until we took a bite. They tasted beyond horrible and worse than anything I had ever tried eating before. They didn't taste like food but more like teflon.

Since we couldn't eat it I didn't have much choice but make another bowl of mashed potatoes. It always took quite a while to prepare a meal on a kerosene stove since the flames were so far away from the pots. It was late before we had eaten and got everything cleared away. The meat pockets were still on the table waiting to be taken care of.

Looking out the window I saw Teddy, our Border Collie pup laying on the grass. I opened the window and dumped them out. He could have something extra to eat tonight.

The next morning after we were done with the milking and I was headed for the house I happened to see all of the meat pockets laying in the yard right under his parents bedroom window. I was afraid they would get up at any minute and see them laying there and hurriedly gathered them all up and took them out to the barn and tossed them on the manure spreader.

I hoped that I would be able to start making good meals soon. So far they had been pretty bland and boring.

First Time Laundry Adventures

Doing the laundry was going great with only clothes for two people instead of a big family. I was pinning everything to the clothes line enjoying the beautiful spring weather. I tried to make sure everything was fastened securely because of the wind. I had thought I was used to wind but had not been prepared for the wind that constantly swept across the farm.

The light weight laundry basket was setting on the grass next to me. Teddy, the half grown Border Collie pup seemed to enjoy watching me as he lay on the grass next to the clothes line post. Pinning another piece on the line I wasn't too happy when an extra gust of wind sent my laundry basket rolling across the yard scattering clothes as it went. I ran after it trying to gather everything up but every time I almost reached the run away items another gust would come along and whisk them out of my reach again. Teddy apparently thought this looked like a fun game and went chasing after clothes as well and caught an article of clothing and went running for the barn with it.

I chased after him horrified that he had to choose that particular piece and knowing that my father-in-law was in the barn. I was preparing to be more embarrassed than I had ever been when he paused and I was able to get it away from him. I went to gather up the remaining laundry and the basket that were now caught in the blueberry bushes behind the house. Taking everything back to the basement I rinsed them before hanging them outside to dry. This time I used a five gallon pail in hopes that it wouldn't blow away as easily.