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Originally Posted by skyc6
I was already to reply to Boomer that I know about the mustard museum in Wisconsin. I have friends who go there every year, and we live just down the road in Rockford, Ill.
Then the next post was someone who beat me to the punch on that one! The Mustard museum is advertised on WGN out of Chicago all the time.
I am a new poster, long time reader, up here in the frozen north, wishing I was at the Villages! There's a light at the end of the tunnel, and we'll be there full time soon. Niters!
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Hi skyc6,
About that Mustard Museum.....
I started this thread on Christmas Eve day when I was desperately seeking the ingredients for the salad I was supposed to be making for dinner that night. As I am wont to do, I digressed and launched into that thing about the Mustard Museum, and then.......
you will never guess what happened....
That very night -- Christmas Eve -- after dinner with family, we were unwrapping gifts, when -- guess what Mr. Boomer got.....
Yep! A gift box of all kinds of mustard from -- you got it -- the Mustard Museum. So many kinds of mustard. Mr. B. loves mustard and that gift had every kind anybody could ever think of. It was from some of the family who live in WI.
I almost wrote about the coincidence of it all, but I did not get around to it.
Stuff like that happens around me fairly often. Probably that way with most people maybe. Either that, or people just figure I make this stuff up.
But I really don't.
For instance, in my kitchen, I hung up a photograph of 4 baby robins in a nest. The photo is near the kitchen window and outside the window is a little magnolia tree that is very close to the house -- touches the house actually......
Well, it was not long after I hung up the photo that some real-life robins showed up and built a nest in that little tree right outside the window, close to the photograph hanging on the kitchen wall. We watched two baby robins grow up and fly away. The photograph is still on the wall, of course. The empty nest is still out there in the snow-covered tree. We will see what spring brings.
I am not making this up. Another coincidence? I guess. But I will tell you that I have hung a lovely photograph of a Mercedes on the garage door, but so far.....nada. (sigh)
Optimistic Boomer