crooked

There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
And they all lived together in a little crooked house

I started this post a few days ago with pictures of completed projects. then it turned into a joke about everything being out of sinc and "crooked". You be the judge.
These are punch needle birds on vintage miniature oil cans. I had so much fun with these. The pattern calls for a punch needle front and a cotton fabric back. I wanted a punch needle pattern on both sides. But...........I forgot to reverse the pattern on the cloth before I punched it so I ended up with 2 birds. They really aren't crooked just the photos.

This is a cross stitch freebie from Primitive Betty's blog. I love this little saying and I added a special vintage key to finish it off. The house is not really crooked but I think it is because I stuffed it with little strips of fabric I had left over from other projects.

But by far the funniest and last "crooked" house is the one my 16 year old with her permit caused. Yep she got a little too close with the van mirror. Kinda was my fault but it was a good lesson for her. she was getting a little too over confident. No harm done. It was our mailbox and just got paint on the mirror.

But today was the last straw. The end of the "crookeds" hopefully. Some lady hit our truck and made the whole front end "crooked.

No one got hurt and it's only a vehicle. Things could be much worse. But enough "crooked" for me........

Blessings,
Rhonda