I don't live there anymore...Georgia, in the southern United States, I mean...but this time of year always makes me think of Georgia. I remember the milder temperatures of September and October, and the way the shadows of the trees danced off of the roads and buildings.
I get that same feeling when the sun hits my current backyard in just that special kinda way. :-] But unfortunately the sun isn't warming the air in that 'special kinda way' here in Massachusetts right now!....IT'S COLD!!!! LOL
But I'm not giving weather reports on the blog today ^_^. I'm giving potato chip bag tutorials!! LOL...
I know...you're saying to yourself: "What????" O_O Let me explain...
A little while ago hubby saw an interesting episode of "The Chew"...which is a sort of cooking show on television. It was interesting to him because one of the stars of the show, Paula, was showing kitchen tips. And of course now that he considers himself a 'make-shift' chef....Uhhhhh. It's debatable, but whatever! LOL...he was enthralled at tips that could help him out in the kitchen!
But one of the tips has him now folding every half opened bag he comes in contact with!! LOL...It's a new way to close your half used bag of potato chips (or whatever) so that they won't go stale that fast.
Here's how it works: You open your large bag of potato chips and, one by one, you eat to your hearts content!...Wait!...I still need to show you the tip. So, you reach into the bag, eat a few, or you grab a fistful, about four ^_^...Then you close the bag back up until the next day!....Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!....O_O Sorry. I digressed!
Now, in order to close the bag back up, and have it stay closed :-), you fold the top of the bag, from both top end sides, into each other like this...
You'll have a kind of point...or something close to it...
Then you turn the folded side of the bag toward you, facing you, and you start rolling a tight fold of the bag away from you, from the point all the way down, until it looks sorta like this...
When you turn the bag to the other side you'll have two pockets of fold on either side...which you will stick your hand in, and fold back over the side ends...
What you end up with is a potato chip bag that's totally closed, and that will stand alone without unraveling to expose your dear, dear, leftover potato chips! ^_^
In fact, it looks almost like a potato chip bag...or whatever kind of bag...with a 'hoodie'! LOL...
If you haven't done it already, Try It! It's cool!! ^_^ And I've got all kinds of 'hooded' leftover things in my house to prove it!!! LOL...Now if only they can invent some kind of contraption to make your husband be able to hear you, and watch television, all at the same time!! LOL I'd pay big money for that one! ^_^
Before I go I wanted to share a different kind of bag...
It's a great little 'homey' bag to hold your other bags...your plastic kitchen bags! :-) What a great idea!!!...especially for us, because we reuse the plastic grocery store bags as garbage bags. And we have them all over the place, in every crevice of the kitchen right now. ^_^
How much prettier would it be to have these little 'plastic bag full' LOVE bags, with the expression "Home Is Where Your Story Begins" on the side, hanging in the kitchen! :-)... Hmmm...I wonder if it would hold an empty potato chip bag?! ^_^
Okay...I'm off to get a Wuglyees boutonniere order wrapped and shipped. YAY! And that's where my story begins today!! :-) ... Have a good day, Everybody!
When I say the words "Down Home"
my deep emotions come alive.
My memories of riding in the car,
heading south on I-95.
I pass right on through New Haven,
and the Washington Bridge flies by;
The "New Jersey Turnpike's" traffic
makes me almost want to cry.
But its when North Carolina's
scenes of country life begin
that "Down Home" becomes a feeling
in which I'm comfortable again.
When I'm close to route I-20,
"South Of The Border" is what I see,
and soon I'm "Down Home", feeling Georgia's
There are things about the north
that make me happy that I live there,
but the dirt roads of the south
I seem to need like I need air.
People fishing for their supper,
cooking bass and fried catfish;
On Sunday, rocking on the porch
(What's in the north as good as this?!)
From "Down Home" there's 'salmon patties',
'Beanie Weenies', pone and grits,
country music, rock and soul-
everybody's greatest hits.
But I know that what I'm missing
is more than "Down Home" southern pine;
Its the feelings and emotions
of the Georgia in my mind.