Showing posts with label Western Massachusetts damage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Western Massachusetts damage. Show all posts

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Just FLY-ing By!!


      It flew the coop...my Swarovski crystal fly button lapel pin I mean! It flew the coop from my Wuglyees Etsy shop! :-) Somebody finally likes it as much as I do and decided they would pay for it...YAY!!! :-) That may sound like too much excitement over a lapel pin, but hey! I gotta have something to be excited about besides hurricane Sandy and the stolen smile-able moments that people are creating because of it!
       I saw a little girl and her family in New York who never lost power during the storm, set up a table outside of their home and decided to let people come by and use their power to charge their cell phones and things! :-] That's the kind of spirit you like to see when there's devastation all around.
       Speaking of which, here's a few of the photos of the kind of damage we got here in western Massachusetts (these are all photos from the WWLP Facebook site)...

Belchertown...



 Palmer...


South Deerfield...


      ...and a couple other places...



     It's certainly not as bad as some of the other states, but if it was your home with this kind of damage you still might not be feeling so thankful!

        Okay, I got some sales overnight and I have to get them wrapped so that Mr. Wug can get them to the Post Office on his travels this morning...By the way, he won't have to go to the laudromat anymore. The washer is fixed!!!!! :-)
       Tomorrow I have a few cute Etsy items to share with you. See you then!! :-) Have a good day!

Fishing-Life

This world is like a pond in which
you can't help but get wet.
We are like the fish snatched up
into the fisher's net.

The pond-it represents all of
our jobs and bills and debt,
that we swim in every day,
chasing the bait that's hard to get.

The world throws out a line
that we follow to the top;
Then we're pulled away from safety,
and on land we flip and flop.

Even if we get away,
we're now wounded, dry and tired,
`cause we've jumped out of the frying pan,
and now we're in the fire!