I’ll be sure to stop by Simple Pleasures when we visit Kanner Lake this weekend.

My wife loves shopping for scented candles (and we have a 26 year old son to fix up with your Paige).

Just kidding.

No, I’m not.
 

Oh Sarah, you just reminded me. I must pop in this week and pick up some more scented candles. When I bought that fabulous one last week I thought the scent would irritate Rick's sensitive nose, but no! He likes it. Now I can really indulge.

See you soon . . . and make sure you have plenty of those candles. I plan to buy up large. :-)
 

Lovely post Sarah. If it weren't for Simple Pleasures, I'd be in big trouble. Every year I seem to be right in the middle of a big story when my anniversary rolls around. Without fail, each year I forget until the last minute, go into a major panic, and crawl to Sarah for help. She always comes up with something that makes my sweetie smile. Thanks Sarah!
Jared
 

Running a gift shop and pleasing one's customers is a true talent. I watched one of my aunts do this for years. She knew all her customers and went out of her way to sell them what they needed rather than what they thought they wanted. There's a difference, you know.
 

Anniversary gifts. Man, those are tough. And before you buy, you got to remember the date in the first place.

Maybe I've just been married too long. (Don't tell my wife I said that.)
 

Mrs. Wray, you sound like one of my mom's friends. I'd love to see your store. I really do want to visit Kanner Lake sometime, and I'll be sure to stop in.

(I have to visit, because I HAVE to meet S-Man!)
 

Oh, my, sometimes it's hard keeping my bloggers in line. Jake, I'm going to let your comment stay since it's your opinion, but really--calling Edna San an "old bat" is not exactly kind, now is it?

To all our readers--I have spoken with Edna San myself and really enjoyed our conversation. She has been very gracious to me. It's true she doesn't speak with folks in the community much, but she did move here to retire from the world's eyes upon her. Imagine if you'd spent your whole life being scrutinized as a world-renowned movie star.
 

Oh good grief Jake Tremaine!
Everyone in town knows who you're referring to and Edna San got famous because she deserved it. She was as good as Betty Davis, and maybe if you'd been hounded by paperazzi, and people trying to get a piece of you all the time, you'd turn sour, too. And I'm not so sure I believe you were using all five fingers when you waved at her. If your wife finds out what gossip you spread on this thing, she'll biff you up side the head and you'll deserve it!

Hi Sarah, nice blog post.
 

Land's sake, Jake...hummm that seems ta' rhyme, oh, never mind...As I was sayin' Jake, I sorta' half agree with ya'.

Edna is an ol' sour puss...and I'll tell ya' Sarah, I've seen her treatin' your help, real disrespectful like when they were trying ta' be nothing but helpful as far as I could see.

But Jake, behave...no name callin', ya' old coot!

Oh, geez Louise, I was writin' to congratulate you, Sarah...the new quilt display is just beautiful...very inviting!
 

Now Bailey and Martha, you shouldn't be harpin' on old Jake thataway. He didn't say nothing we all ain't said before. Just because he's man enough, or rude enough, to say it in cyberdom doesn't mean what he said's not the God's honest truth. The thing he said that's a dad gum lie is that he put that fish in the slough! I'm the one who put Jonah the Whale of a Catfish in the slough back in the summer of '96. Oh Jake was there alright--dove right outta my 14 foot aluminum boat trying to catch it before it got away. Cried like a baby, he did. 'Course it was only a little bitty feller back then, maybe 6 inches long. But whatever he's been eatin' in there has turned that fish into a world record I expect.
Jake, I'll say a prayer that the good Lord doesn't strike you down for tellin' a fishin' lie. Other type lies are forgiveable but a fishin' lie is whole nuther thing. I expect Pastor Hank will be seein' you in church Sunday--and I'll be out fishin' for Johah!
 

Cora, don't treat that girl like a sissy! If she likes bright colors and glitz, what's better than a fishing lure? Spinners, buzz bait-- they even got some colorful rubber worms with glitter in 'em.
You take my advice-that girl wants to go fishing!
 

Cora, I have to agree with Jeb on this and I don't agree with Jeb on much. But what could be nicer than that little girl's aunt spending an afternoon fishing with her. You could pack a picnic lunch and make it a special day for the two of you. I've done it with each one of my grandkids, boys and girls alike, and every one of them enjoys their day with Grandpa. How many of the other relatives will think of such a personal gift. Sorry Sarah, I know you don't sell lures so we may have cost you a sale, but I know you'll appreciate this idea.
 

Cora, I have lovely, glittery bracelets for your niece. I also have rhinestone-studded address books. The girls go crazy over those. Also I have lots of pretty things for a girl's bedroom. Come in and see me!
 

Hey, Sarah. I don't know if you remember me or not, but you sold me the cutest little americana wall hanging last year. I get so many compliments on it. I've sent so many people your way--I should get some kinda discount next trip in. LOL. kidding. Love your store. Can't wait to see you all soon.
 

Earrings? Phooey! I don't know what kind of dad gum girlie-girl would choose earrings over fishin' lures. Must be a danged Californian is all I can say! Hey Art? Did you hear the one about the 3 Californian's and a broken potato peeler?
 

Now Jeb. Some girls have different likes and dislikes, that's all. There's nothing wrong with that. Earrings sound like a fine gift to me, ladies. I'm sure Sarah will set you up with some real sparlies, Cora.
Jeb, you can tell me about the Californian's and broken potato peeler later. This isn't really the place for it. By the way, how did your colonoscopy go?
 

Sarah, I'm so glad you don't wear black. It just doesn't fit your personality! Being roly poly myself, I like those bright colors. They can see me coming!
 

Great globs of gravy, Art! What the heck're you thinkin'? You don't go blabbin' about a mans bowels to the whole danged world. Good grief! You lecture me about tellin' California jokes, then ask about my butt's medical testing in the same breath? It turned out fine I expect, but it weren't no fun, that's for sure. How about your dialysis?
 

Hmmm...I see what you mean, Jeb. It is a little unnerving having your medical problems discussed in public, isn't it? I think I'll shut this thing down and watch a little T.V. You folks have a good night.
 

Sarah, you did a wonderful job of posting. I found it quiet interesting. I can't wait to come check out your store and meet you and Paige. I love unique items and bright colors. And I like that you are comfortable with yourself the way you are. Some of us would do well to learn that. :D