A Little Thing that Seemed Big

If you’re like me, you often take little things for granted. But this little tale–do you believe I’m capable of posting something short?–is about about something small that proved to be both elusive and fascinating. What you’ll think of it remains to be seen.

My wife knits and crochets, and she’s made three sweaters for me and two vests. All of them are really super.

But the vests didn’t have anything to connect them in front, and my tummy was getting chilly. So she bought some frogs. Not the green hoppity kind, but the kind that makes the  join my vests needed. She sewed them on.

Great! Wonderful. Uh, except the loop sometimes slipped off.

So we went to Michael’s. I knew just what I needed, but neither of us knew what they’re called. It didn’t matter. They didn’t have any. So we bought a bag of beads, since a bead could slide over one part of the frog and usually hold it shut. Of course, it could slip off while hanging in the closet.

That worked pretty well, but I hated to give up on what I really wanted–a spring-loaded mechanism you push the end button down on while moving it where it needs to go. When you release the button, the spring holds the mechanism in place. Does that sound familiar?

As hard as I tried to find it on Amazon, I couldn’t come up with the right words for a match. Fortunately, my wonderful son-in-law responded to my Facebook request for help. He’d not only found the name, he posted an Amazon link for a package of them. Less than $3.00, if I recall correctly.

I was elated. But when I went to that link, I found other products of the same kind. And one was not only under $1.50, it had good reviews and came with free shipping. So I went with that one.

Interesting how long it takes something like that to arrive from China!  The gadgets were just what I’d expected, though. Very sturdy so far.

This was one little thing that meant a lot to me, no matter how insignificant it would be to most normal people.

What are these things called? Ha! It wasn’t a simple name, and–frankly–I can’t remember it. Why don’t you tell me what YOU think they’re called.  I’ll post the answer next week. All comments are gratefully accepted.



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Searching for the Best in Little Things


I’ve written some pretty serious posts recently. Today I want to poke a little bit of fun at myself.

The older I’ve grown, the less materialistic I’ve become. No wonder. I’ve had more years to think about the fact that I can’t take it with me. As the old saying goes, “I’ve never seen a hearse pulling a U-Haul.”

So don’t expect me to take a round-the-world cruise, pay cash for a mansion, or test drive even the lowliest of Porsches. Occasional modest vacations and weekend getaways are wonderful, and my mobile home and Honda Civic are just right for me. Fortunately, my wife feels the same way.

One reason we enjoy having a mobile home (approximately 1200 square feet) is it keeps us from buying “stuff” we don’t need and don’t have room for.

Okay, so you understand by now that I’m not extravagant. I’ll probably never even own a better Martin or Taylor guitar than the ones I already have. Why fret about that? I’m blessed to have what I have, and I only get to play at a local nursing home, anyhow, and I feel all too much at home going there to do that.

But I do enjoy buying certain kinds of things. In fact, you might say I’m sometimes obsessed with the search for the most perfect of small items.

For example, years ago I decided it would be prudent to always carry a flashlight. (Except in the shower, of course.) It wouldn’t have to be the most powerful one on the market, but strong enough to help in an emergency. No telling how many small flashlights I went through in my search. I finally found two–no, I don’t carry both of them–at the local Bass Pro store.

I wear the larger one on my keyring and the smaller one on a lanyard around my neck during the night. Silly? Not with a dog, a cat, and pet toys that might be anywhere on a dark path to the bathroom.

Another small necessity was a pocketknife. As anyone who’s ever owned a Swiss Army knife can tell you, that’s a must, and I keep a small one in the man-pouch my wife knitted for me. This one has a blade, scissors, and a nail file. Plus tiny tweezers and a plastic toothpick. Can’t say I’ve ever used the toothpick for its intended purpose, but those tweezers are great!

The problem with carrying a knife that small, however, is that it’s not rugged enough for those occasional heavy-duty cutting needs. So a fair-sized Gerber pocket knife–also carried in the man-pouch–serves as a good supplement.

My only concern with these two knives is remembering to put them in the suitcase rather than having to surrender them at airport security. I’ve lost several that way.

My latest small purchase is a bit larger–but definitely not something to carry around.

No telling how many beard/mustache trimmers I’ve gone through in my lifetime. Some simply weren’t good enough. Others lost their charging power, while I threw away one recently that had never charged enough for a consistent cut. Not even when new.

That’s what got me searching for a cordless trimmer–and reading multiple reviews on Amazon before settling on one. My search ended with the discover of a Wahl Peanut (yes, it is appreciably smaller than most beard/mustache trimmers). Appreciably more expensive than the average trimmer, it came highly recommended.

My Peanut has proven itself consistently as well worth the investment.

My home may not have room for larger extravagances that I really have no interest in, but the little things I get a kick out of looking for the most useful of fit nicely.

Are you always looking for a better kind of something? How about telling us what in a comment?


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