Sunday's Small Business

Treasured Forever

       Recently I was floating around Facebook, the way that I always do. I found a new business that struck my attention, Treasured Forever. The page offers many great items, along with fun activities, and great conversation.

       When I spoke with the page owner, I realized that she was a wonderful person and very pleasant to talk to. I enjoyed learning more about what led her to the decision to start up her small business. Allison said that she opened her business in 2009, because she found that she loved working in many areas of crafting, although she specializes in the area of costume jewelry.

        When it comes to the prices, she has great prices for the high quality. I could not believe how affordable many of the things that she sold were. I was amazed at the quality of the items that you get for the price. She is a definite must see. Visit her page, just be prepared to fall in love with everything you see.

AND THE WINNER IS:

Carie Krajca-Hopkins

She wrote an excellent poem that is below. Enjoy and Carie, we hope you enjoy your prize.

  SHE’LL BE THE DEATH OF YOU

Cinderella so sweet and fair, Cinderella with her golden hair

She walks in the room and every one can’t help but stare so go ahead and look

 Prince, go ahead if you dare. You should have known you silly Prince,

 You must have seen that anyone that poor who could employ her own fairy could surly be mean.

See the trick is she plays a part, a part she’s mastered just to steal your heart

And when she has it and you’ve fallen for sure that’s when she strikes and there is no cure

She knows how to get you, for in your thoughts she knows how to dwell and it

is all goin down at the strike of twelve. For what you think is a simple trip to

Take back a lost shoe is surly gona be the death of you. For once you find yourself passing

Through her door the life you knew will be no more, because waiting for you with this girl so

Fair is not only two step sisters hungry for blood and wanting to share but a heartless stepmother

Whose taught her daughters how to win you over with just a stare and soon you will see my poor

Prince that the blood that runs through your veins the very blood that holds your Prestigious

Name is what they want and it is theirs to claim.  So as your crown falls to the floor, and your

Lungs draw breath no more, and the last drop is taken in and the last thing you see is Cinderella’s

Evil bloody grin you’ll think, “I should have told my butler not to let her in”