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From the files of the miraculous, I have finally packed up the books from last month’s giveaway and they were mailed out yesterday. I only received 17 envelopes. If you don’t receive your book within the next few days or a week at the most (depending on where you live), that means your envelope got lost! (Or you didn’t send it….)
I had the best time reading your wonderful notes, and there were even a few surprises in there. Look at the beautiful hand-knitted dish cloth and pot holder from Cheryl. See how the dish cloth has a little chick in a raised pattern in the center? (It’s hard to see in a photo, but it’s adorable!) I know somebody who ought to have their own Etsy shop……

Speaking of handmade, Kelleh opened a topic thread in the forum for people who visit here to list their favorite online handmade shops–if you have a website or an Etsy shop where you sell your handmade goods, please go to the thread. Post your link and tell us about it!
Also, Lora (Lora Mahaffey) sent me her debut jazz CD, At Last, which is absolutely beautiful! You guys are all so cool!!!! (Update to ask: Lora–where can people buy your CD? Let us know in the comments!)
Oh–and one more note about the forum, I’ve also got a topic thread going for those of you who have country living, cooking, or homesteading blogs. Tell us about it and post your link here.
As for me, I’m still working on that milkin’ thing……

Thank you for all the great suggestions yesterday! I’m implementing….and will be reporting in on the results!
You know that classic book, The Egg and I, by Betty MacDonald? (If you haven’t heard of it, it’s an autobiographical book, first published in 1945, about a woman who married and moved to a chicken farm in the boonies. It was made into a movie with Claudette Colbert and Fred MacMurray.)
I’m gonna write one called The Udder and I.

Just kidding.
I think.
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