tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603261684486025022011-04-21T12:58:03.016-07:00Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060326168448602502.post-88631952712685108632008-05-30T11:21:00.000-07:002008-05-30T11:43:37.861-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SEBIX2FVfDI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ybfz49DpD4U/s1600-h/0530081423.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SEBIX2FVfDI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ybfz49DpD4U/s320/0530081423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206240743732378674" border="0" /></a>This has been one of my favorite objects for almost all of my life. The Indians called it a Wishing Stone. You should keep it close to you at all times and when you really wanted something the stone was supposed to "know". Rubbing it three times, turning it over three times, then telling the stone your wish would do the trick. The reason I have loved it so much for so long is that, for me, It really worked. Every time (which really was not that often) I used it my wish would come true quickly. I find this stone very intriguing.... <br />Oddly enough, my oldest best friend gave me this stone. She got her mother to buy it for her when they went on a camping trip deep in the Shenandoah Valley, and she brought it home and gave it to me. She told me exactly how it was to be used, and giving it away or losing it was very bad luck. I asked her if she had gotten one for herself, and she told me no, they only work as gifts. I guess I should have tried my best to find one for her! I will always love and support her but right now, her life is a mess. This stone is one of the objects safely contained in my Medicine Bag. Happy Blogging everyone, Have another wonderful weekend!<br /><img src="file:///private/var/folders/VQ/VQsG4NGZH4u+dgRWamLo+k+++TI/-Tmp-/com.apple.mail.drag/0530081423.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2060326168448602502-8863195271268510863?l=katie-katidids.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060326168448602502.post-67780394147000075652008-05-23T07:17:00.000-07:002008-05-23T07:25:30.190-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SDbSXWFVfBI/AAAAAAAAABg/58Gnn4kGQXk/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SDbSXWFVfBI/AAAAAAAAABg/58Gnn4kGQXk/s320/DSC03366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203577717979970578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SDbSX2FVfCI/AAAAAAAAABo/BFd5sWLSKkU/s1600-h/DSC03368.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SDbSX2FVfCI/AAAAAAAAABo/BFd5sWLSKkU/s320/DSC03368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203577726569905186" border="0" /></a>Anyone know my weird objects' identity?? This is a very important piece of the Native American Culture. I have had it for years and the objects contained inside will be my wierd objects for the next few weeks. I have always been fascinated with the Native Americans' way of life, and although this object may not be weird to them, in this day and age and current culture I guess it could be weird. Tell me what you think!! And please everyone have a wonderful holiday weekend!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2060326168448602502-6778039414700007565?l=katie-katidids.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060326168448602502.post-14842283058108835942008-05-02T10:40:00.001-07:002008-05-02T10:51:27.659-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSfWAgx8I/AAAAAAAAABA/ySqzXGlZdAs/s1600-h/DSC03328.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSfWAgx8I/AAAAAAAAABA/ySqzXGlZdAs/s320/DSC03328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195837293539149762" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSgGAgx-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Gi08GVuZqgg/s1600-h/DSC03332.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSgGAgx-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Gi08GVuZqgg/s320/DSC03332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195837306424051682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSgWAgx_I/AAAAAAAAABY/DdWcVQsU0D8/s1600-h/DSC03333.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBtSgWAgx_I/AAAAAAAAABY/DdWcVQsU0D8/s320/DSC03333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195837310719018994" border="0" /></a>This is probably my favorite weird object so far.... My grandmother gave me this antique ring years ago. What I love about this ring is it's legend. My grandmother was told that this rings' opening was used to store poisons so wives could easily slip them into their husbands drinks and foods. I am not 100% sure how true that is, but that is what she always told me and that is what her folks told her. Can anyone think of another use for this ring?? Let me know what you think, and I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2060326168448602502-1484228305810883594?l=katie-katidids.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060326168448602502.post-35373067296024213782008-04-25T12:01:00.000-07:002008-04-25T12:20:45.488-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBIsI2Agx7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/QJFqDS8rFI4/s1600-h/Picture+089.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBIsI2Agx7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/QJFqDS8rFI4/s320/Picture+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193261850759841714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBIrx2Agx5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/lOiztdAwAY4/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SBIrx2Agx5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/lOiztdAwAY4/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193261455622850450" border="0" /></a>Today I am posting a weird animal instead of a weird object. Hope that is okay.... I saw one of these the other day and they haunt me. I swear they come from some deep, dark and demonic place that I want NO parts of. Ughhh, I wish they would disappear but they always seem to lurk in our basement way. Hope everyone has great weekend!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2060326168448602502-3537306729602421378?l=katie-katidids.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060326168448602502.post-30158428777783153572008-04-18T09:49:00.000-07:002008-04-18T09:58:43.220-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SAjRhv1-wmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jbPq9SdyIwU/s1600-h/0418081001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SAjRhv1-wmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jbPq9SdyIwU/s320/0418081001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190628948253262434" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SAjRiv1-wnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/wBXMmeDIgpA/s1600-h/0418081002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLsIKjmPVqY/SAjRiv1-wnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/wBXMmeDIgpA/s320/0418081002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190628965433131634" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Please Humor me and guess my weird objects' identity!! Honestly the pictures really don't show the elaborate detail well enough. I have no clues to give, other than this and several other "weird objects" are a very important part of my Father in law's life. I hope everyone is having a great day!!!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2060326168448602502-3015842877778315357?l=katie-katidids.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01643972711382582284noreply@blogger.com7