**Pins & Needles**

Social Crafting Network

Lillie Mae's Crafts is pleased to announce our new Social Crafting Network

"Pins & Needles."

A forum and crafting network for crafters of all kinds. So...please join in the fun. Make new friends who share your love of crafts.

Hope to see you there!!!

$2.50 Sale

Check out the new items added to the

Pattern Clearance page

where everything is $2.50

New at Lillie Mae's Crafts

Lillie Mae's Crafts

Pattern Mart

Etsy

Happy Belated Birthday to Genia

February 17th

Birthday Gifts

Genia has yet to select her free gift from Lillie Mae's Crafts. 

Aunt Pitty Pat picked out Trick or Treat Annie  for her free gift...one of my favorites.

Don't forget to wish

Genia and Aunt Pitty Pat

a Very Happy Birthday

the next time you speak with them.

"Skip to my Lou"...or in Miss Pitty Pat's case, across two lanes of traffic.

My story.. when I was a wee tot of about 5 yrs my aunt was in the Navy. She was away in the service.. She came home from Germany and she brought her car home with her. Now there is a bit of confusion here on my part .... I was always told it was a VW. But my older Brother says it was a Renault. All I know is it was built different than American cars. I think my Aunt at the time was the only person in the State of Ks to own a VW or a Renault. Most people had never seen this type of car. My aunt use to get this huge laugh.. she would pull up in the service station and ask them to check her oil. She would pop the bonnet and the attendant would slam it down really fast and run to her window and say lady someone stole your engine. Well we all know that the engine for a Bug is behind :) She would get such a kick out of that.

Well me and this little car had a disagreement one afternoon. Aunt was driving down this highway doing about 55 mph toward home. Mom was in the front passenger seat and brother was in the back seat next to me. Well if you are old enough to remember the door handles worked opposite.. than the American door handles. I still can not remember to this day which way they worked.. You either had to pull up on the handle to lock it or that way opened it.. I am so old now I have forgotten. My aunt asked me to lock the door so I would not fall out. Guess what.. yep you guessed it instead of locking the door.. I opened it.. out I went flying lickity split across the two lanes of traffic. Brother says everyone in the car was shocked because all they could see was me rolling into the gutter. My Aunt turned white and mom started screaming... yes you guessed it brother was laughing his butt off and yelling hey I want to do that it looks like fun. The next thing I remember is waking up at the ER with all the penguins standing around me!! Yes it is a catholic Hospital. Aunt, Mom and Dr were all shocked that I didn't have any broken bones.. but I came through it with just a few scratches and bruises... I had an angel on my shoulder that day for sure.. I keep telling my family I can't drive 55. and they all know what I'm talking about :)

Alright this is my story :)
M

Jennifer Clark tells a story of a missing "ouchie."

Just before Christmas 2009, my almost three year old wanted to help mommy cook some chicken in a frying pan.  She pulled a chair up to oversee the process.  She had been standing there a few minutes when she lost her balance, threw her arms out, smacked the very hot pan and started pulling it on top of herself as she fell.  While she fell I grabbed the pan and shoved it back on the stove.  I tried to catch her too, but for the most part I just slowed her fall.  Again I was back to my short prayers, “Jesus!”  I snatched my burned daughter off the floor and quickly rushed her to the sink where I ran cold water over her arm.  After a couple moments of that I remembered the Aloe plant.  I broke some off and started rubbing it on her arm.  Only... I couldn’t find the burn.  I stopped everything and really looked.  She wasn’t burned.  I saw her touch the pan.  I know flesh came in contact with it, yet it didn’t burn her.  While finishing dinner I turned the pan down and started cooking casadias.  Still shaken up by what had happened earlier I wasn’t careful enough when flipping one and ended up touching my thumb to the pan.  It gave me a big blister.  To me it was proof that there was no way she could have touched the pan when it was hotter and not walked away burned.  Angels must have been protecting her while she fell."

Jennifer Clark is off and running with another story of a fast acting angel.  Boy,  they do have to be on their toes...don't they?

"My angel moment happened when I was maybe 19 or 20.  I was driving down a country road headed to my parents house.  On my right was a deep ditch and my left had a shallow ditch that levels out almost even with the road a little ways up.  I noticed a car was sitting in the level area.  The car in front of me passed the idling car then within a minute before it was my turn the car darted across the road completely blocking it.  No sooner was the car blocking my path did I notice a toddler in the back seat pop up.  Knowing that if I T-bone the car at 60 mph the unstrapped child would be killed I yanked the wheel as hard to the right as I could get it.  It was to late.  I knew it.  A split second before impact I closed my eyes while saying, "Oh God, oh God, oh God..." It was the only prayer I could get out in the tense moment.  And then nothing... No bang, no scraping, no screaming or sliding.  I opened my eyes and I was driving out of the deep ditch completely unharmed.  I looked in my rearview and the car was still there.  "Yes" I told myself, "it really did happen."  I finished my short drive home completely stunned.  I know beyond a shadow of a doubt I should have hit that car, but I also know there is a God out there who heard my repeated two word prayer and sent His angels to stand between those two cars that day and to safely guide me back out of the ditch.

The Mystery of the disappearing gas station attendant. 

My story begins about 2 years after Bob and I were married.  Because of work obligations, we never were able to have a honeymoon and so we decided we would take a weekend and travel to the neighboring state of Ohio which is home of one of the Sea World Parks. 

After several hours at the park, we had presents for family and friends and thought we would run these back to the car and then go back for the evening firework display before heading back to our motel.  When opening the trunk of the car though, we were struck with a very strong smell of gasoline.  Further inspection on Bob's part revealed that our very old car had a leak in the gasoline tank.  OKay...so now here we are miles from home, several miles from our motel, no cell phones at that time...and very little money. 

We did remember though passing a gas station not far from the park and decided to walk there.  Now it was late at night so we knew the gas station would not be open, but at this time we were also trying to find a pay phone to call Bob's parents or my sister to come to our aid.  When we got to the gas station though, to our very pleasant surprise, there was an employee there working on his own car. 

After explaining our situation, this gentleman told us that he worked on cars, on the side, at his home, and was sure he had a gasoline tank there that would fit our car.  Now how amazing and how so sweet of this stranger.  We hoped into his truck to jaunt over to his house and that's when it hit me.  Okay...who the heck is this guy anyway.  Here we were in his truck, on our way to his home, totally at his mercy.  I sat there the entire trip to his home scared to death.

But...he was so sweet.  We got to his home, he offered us refreshments, got the gasoline tank and we headed back to the gas station.  Once there, he put the gas tank on for us, refusing any help from Bob and then even filled the tank with gas.  He refused the money that Bob offered, perhaps he could see how very little we had to begin with.  We drove back to our motel, now almost 3 a.m., totally exhausted, but so very relieved.

The next day we thought we would run some money over to this nice guy for helping us out the way he did, but were informed by the owner of the station that no one by that name or description worked at the station.  What a miracle.

Want to Advertise? 

We are growing by leaps and bounds, get in on the ground floor.

Send a 150 x 150 ad banner to lilliemaescrafts@yahoo.com and give me your choice of the following: 

$5 for 1 month

$7 for 3 months

$12 for 6 months

$20 for 1 year

Send me your Pay Pal address and I'll take care of the rest.  After that you will automatically be billed monthly/yearly until you send me a request at lilliemaescrafts@yahoo.com to discontinue.  It's as simple as that.