* One Sugar Mill Lady from The Land of Sha Bebe *
(C) All rights reserved to the name of Sha Bebe Dolls
and The Land of Sha Bebe to Mary Lynn Plaisance

The Sugar Mill Ladies are the cooks in the Land of Sha Bebe.

The Sugar Mill Ladies make a gumbo.

They cater after the residents in the land and the 100 boy and girl dolls
who leave at the end of each month for the famous "run of the quitls".

---ending in one hour.
Others are in the store. Thanks and have a great day to all of you.

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I've been on ebay for ONE year and many who post in my blog still don't know I'm an author. I wrote the books that I'm trying to sell. I LOVE to write!  I'm trying to get my name out there with my three books since 2004, and it's not easy. Unless you already have a known name, you just have a book, and you are just a writer. People don't see you as an author until a book hits the movie screen, but I am an author.  :)   I used to get annoyed about this, but I'm more used to it now. 

My books are a product, same as any other product, and I have to promote to sell them. Even known authors still have to promote their work. They have to have book signings and make appearances at functions.  If they don't continously do this, people won't get to know them as an author of a potential best seller. With that said, I leave you this to read when you have some free time. Thank you.

Since I've written The Wizard of Swamp Alley, I've read a lot about people seeing the numbers 11:11.

Have you seen or read about this?
I've seen the numbers since 1991 after my dad died, and I used what I saw as a riddle in my latest book. I didn't know others were seeing the numbers 11:11 or sequences of numbers such as 1:11 or 12:34.. or 12:12 which is the time my dad died.

The first book was written to let go of the grief I still felt about  the sudden and expected death of my dad, but the books are about the doll Land of Sha Bebe

Google 11:11 and read what comes up.

The Sha Bebe Trilogy

 Get the set today.
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I relisted it. 

Read my reviews and Guides.

I also have each book listed seperately.

Thank you.

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Excerpts from The Wizard of Swamp Alley

The Queen looked at all of the residents sitting at the table and pointed to all of them. "On behalf of all of us sitting here, we want to applaud all of you for being the special group of dolls who will leave the doll land to enter human land on Halloween night."

All of the residents got up and applauded the boys and girls.

"Tonight we will go into the parlor for coffee, so enjoy the music outside, and have sweet dreams."

The Queen and the rest continued to applaud the dolls as they went outside. "Mildred, bring our coffee into the parlor," Poulette said to the sugar mill lady in charge.

While they were all seated on her brocade couches, Poulette began thinking of a time way back when, as she paced the floor with her cup of coffee. "Eleven, eleven ---- back to seven is a saying I vaguely remember saying when I was a child."

She continued pacing while she was deep into her thoughts, "My brother and I would say, eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, when we felt something would bring us unhappiness."

She was thinking very hard about why they said that. "To say, we had eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, meant that we would be sad if a certain situation arose, like the day my cat died," she remembered. "I was so sad. We said eleven, eleven to stop sadness from coming. I think that's what it meant." She was questioning herself.

"Did you ever hear stories about the dolls of Lackluster from your grandma?" asked Marie.

"Never," she answered. "I never heard about the other side or the Land of Lackluster!" Her face was flushed.

"I didn't know you had a brother," said Plume.

"He left home, after I left to come here in the doll land, which was how long?" she shrugged her shoulders. "Since the beginning of time? I haven't seen him since." She paced the floor and remembered, "Oh sha, I just remembered a riddle we use to say together. It went something like this."

Poulette took a deep breath and said the riddle.

"Eleven, eleven, back to seven, are the words we have to say.
When the trouble makers come to take our happiness away.
We look with blurred vision into a long mirror on a stand.
It's the passage to make them go back, into their own land."

"What did it mean to you, Poulette?" asked Plume.

"I don't remember, but it has something to do with my cat dying. That's the only time I felt so sad as a child, so we made up the riddle about the trouble makers." She kept pacing the floor.

"Who were the trouble makers?" Marie asked with her hands folded on her lap.

"They were the ones who killed my cat." She looked up in amazement. "Yes, they killed my cat!" She was becoming breathless as she picked up her pace. "The trouble makers came ---- and killed my cat, so my brother and I went to the mirror to say eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, because we were told when the trouble makers came, we had to say the riddle." Poulette almost spilled her coffee, she was shaking so much. "Let's go to the mirror!"

"What mirror?" asked Marie.

"I don't know," she said, trying to catch her breath, while nervously walking around the room. "The mirror we had isn't here in my house."

"My mirror!" Faustina jumped up from the couch shouting. "My mirror has the writing "back to seven" on top of it near the ceiling."

"What!" Marie was shocked.

"Yes! You know how big my mirror is, hanging from the ceiling and bolted to the floor. Well, I never have to look at the ceiling, but a few times I did see the words "back to seven" on the frame at the top of the mirror. I did!"

"Let's go to your house," said Poulette in a hasty voice. "I want to see your mirror."

In a hurry, they got up from the couch at the same time and walked quickly to the front door, causing all of them to get stuck in the frame of the door.

"One at a time ladies," said Faustina.

The dolls were outside watching them struggle to untangle themselves from the frame of the door.

"Were playing a game, sha," Poulette giggle with the dolls. "I bet Madame Plume that I can win racing to Queen Faustina's house." The rest played along with what she started.

"Oh no, I bet I will win," said Plume. Feathers from her dress were flying in the air as they were getting detached from the fabric. They were all tightly squeezed in the door frame.

"Oh no, I'm in this race, too. I bet I can beat all of you," laughed Marie, holding on to her tignon.

When they all managed to get out of the door frame, they ran quickly to Faustina's house. She fiddled with her keys to open her door. When they entered the house, they all dashed to her long mirror.

"Look at the top of the mirror. It says back to seven. I thought it was the name of the one who made the mirror," said Faustina, still jiggling her keys.

"It sure does say that!" exclaimed Marie. "Faustina, you said earlier that you heard the numbers eleven, eleven. Now, do you remember where you heard this phrase?"

"It's on the mirror!" She was shaking her gold key ring wildly. "Look on each side of the mirror. There's an eleven on each side."

All of them looked closely at the frame of the mirror and saw two straight lines which they had seen before, but never saw it as an eleven. But knowing what Poulette said in the riddle it had to be two elevens, because "back to seven" was on top of the mirror.

"I do remember," said Faustina. "The mirror was for my grandma, and she told us to say eleven, eleven --- back to seven when my brother and I laid down with our feet touching the mirror, looking up at the ceiling."

"Why, Faustina?" asked Marie.

Old memories were coming back to the Queen. "Because," she hesitated to think while looking closely at her mirror, "when the --- ugly dolls --- came over," she placed her hands to her cheeks as she remembered, "my brother and I pointed to each eleven," she paused. "We pointed to the right one first and then to the left one, and we said eleven, eleven. Then we pointed to the top of the mirror and said, back to seven."

When she finished pointing at the mirror in the order they did back then, the mirror started to look like water. Her long mirror that hung from the ceiling and was bolted to the floor, was one full maze of rippling water.

"What in the name of Sha Bebe is going on with the mirror? I don't remember this happening!" When Faustina backed away from the mirror, they all backed away.

"I don't know, sha," said Poulette, "but if this is another opening for the ugly dolls to enter, Plume needs her wand."

Marie shouted, "No! Wait, Plume. Don't leave now. Stay. Look what's happening."

The rippled water in the mirror cleared away, and where the mirror was, a beautiful scene came into view in the light of the full moon. It was a body of water with a lot of greenery on cypress trees. A pirogue was docked between two huge pilings right at the edge of the mirror.

"Marie do you know about this?" Plume asked. Her voice was shaking.

"It's Swamp Alley, the passage way to the other side," said Marie with great happiness in her voice. "I could never find it, and it's right here through Faustina's mirror. Poulette, say the riddle again." Marie felt total exhilaration.

"Eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, are the words we have to say, when the trouble makers come to take our happiness away. We look with blurred vision into a long mirror on a stand. It's the passage to make them go back, into their own land." Poulette repeated the entire riddle.

"Then, this is the mirror, and the passage to free Antoine. Plume, now go and get your wand. We're going to the other side," said Marie, with the biggest smile they had ever seen on her face.

"Now! All of us at the same time." Plume was extremely cautious at this point. "Suppose we get lost and can't find the way back to this side." She was very nervous. "Remember, Poulette couldn't find a way to get the armoire opened again. We'll all be stuck on the other side!"

"I understand," said Marie calmly. "Plume, go and get your wand, and Poulette and Faustina will stay on this side to say the words to open the mirror up again, if it should close."

"I'm not sure about this, Marie. How far will we go?"

"Not far," she answered Plume. "We'll just get in the pirogue and paddle out a few yards and see if the mirror closes. If it does, Faustina will say the words to open it again, so that we can come back on this side."

Hesitant about the whole thing, Plume went to her house to get her wand. Faustina and Poulette vowed to watch them.

While Plume rushed to her house to get her wand, the Queen got a few things from the yard. "Marie, bring some rope, and tie one end to the piling that's near the mirror, and the other end to the pirogue. If you lose your way in this short distance, we can pull you back to the mirror with the rope," she said. "Take this lantern, too. You may need it. It's dark out. We'll stay right here. I'll say eleven, eleven ---- back to seven the way my brother and I did if I see the mirror closing. Don't you worry about that."

Poulette managed to squeak out a few words. "Oh no, don't be worried. We'll be right here, sha."

Plume was back with her wand, so she and Marie got into the pirogue and left the Land of Sha Bebe to enter the other side. Neither one knew exactly where this unknown place was, but they were on a desperate mission to free the Wizard.

Poulette yelled, "Marie, do you have your rosewater?"

"I have rosewater with me in my pocket. We'll be okay," she smiled as she waved goodbye. She believed in the magic of her rosewater. She always kept some on her spiritual altar, and she always had some in a small bottle in her pocket.

Marie knew that Swamp Alley was only a portal to the other side. When she would reached the end of the alley, she didn't know what to expect, or where she would be, but this was her destiny which she chose to fulfill at this time in her life. She had to save Antoine Clement Hebert.

I want to leave you something to read.
The books are selling better OUT of the USA.

Published by AuthorHouse.

Good for me. 
But I have better deals here on eBay. :)

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The Sha Bebe Trilogy

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Book One

Title ------------------------Do you believe? In the Land of Sha Bebe
Author Name-------------- Mary Lynn Plaisance
Publisher Name----------- BeBs Publishing
ISBN  -------------------- 0 9752766 0 3
Genre ---------------------- Teen/Adult -- Fantasy/ Fiction

Synopsis:

Through the sugarcane fields of Louisiana we are taken on an enchanting journey into a world of rag dolls living in a magical land! Jolie and Beau show Emily that our lives are constantly changing and that death is a natural process of life. Most importantly, they teach her that there is beauty and magic in life if only we believe. Is the legend of the Sha Bebe true?
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Book Two

Title----------------------- Cajun Fairies -- In the Land of Sha Bebe
Author Name ----------- Mary Lynn Plaisance
Publisher Name -------- Author House
ISBN  ----------------- 1 4259 1093 9
Genre -------------------- Teen/Adult -- Fantasy/ Fiction

Synopsis:

Another whimsical fairy tale by Mary Lynn Plaisance about the Sha Bebe Dolls who live in the sugarcane fields of Louisiana. Cajun Fairies will pull you into another dimension that you will not want to leave. A wicked Cajun Fairy, Robes Pierre, takes over the spirit of the enchanted Land of Sha Bebe, in the sugarcane fields of Louisiana. He had that much power! No one, ever had that much power to threaten the doll land. All of the dolls and the residents are put under the wicked influences of Robes Pierre. Will he succeed in taking the magical land? If not, who will save the land?
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Book Three:

Title ------------------- The Wizard of Swamp Alley -- In the Land of Sha Bebe
Author Name -------- Mary Lynn Plaisance
Publisher Name ----- Author House
ISBN  --------------- 978 1 4259 9273 6
Genre --------------- Teen/Adult -- Fantasy/ Fiction

Synopsis

Swamp Alley is a portal between this side and the other side. A Cajun Wizard named Antoine Clement Hebert, lives near Swamp Alley which is behind The Land of Sha Bebe. He keeps balance between both sides by playing his fiddle, but he was kidnapped by “them”. Today, the Ghosts of Swamp Alley protect the ones on this side from the opposite presence who occupy the other side. Who or what is this presence, and where is this place that has the Wizard trapped? Could he be in the dreaded Land of Lackluster?

Marie La Vie yelled, "Oh Moi gris-gris," at the thought of Antoine being there, and she explains this other place very well. It's a place that has always existed all over the world ---- even today, it still exists.

Sometimes, the presence of the other side may be near YOU.

The Wizard of Swamp Alley is centered around Halloween, when the veil between this side and the other side is at it’s thinnest, and the Wizard is gone. Who has the knowledge to return the Wizard to his homeland, so that the Sha Bebe dolls can leave for the
famous Halloween run of the quilts that’s elaborately put on by Madame Poulette every year?

Joy, happiness, mystery and suspense thrive in the sugarcane fields of the Land of Sha Bebe. Remember The Land of Sha Bebe. It will become a very familiar place one day!

The books will  become Louisiana classics one day, and the Land of Sha Bebe will be well known.

Remember the Land.  :)

and a cook book.  I woke up with this post, and I'll say good night now with the Hot Beignets. 

They don't throw these any more for Mardi Gras.  You have to buy them.

Krewe of Chronos is in New Orleans and
Krewe of Cleophas is in Thibodaux.

Ever wonder where the planets were when you were born?
What sign was the moon in when you were born?  How about Venus or Mars?
What sign was rising on the Ascendant at the time of your birth?
What house occupies your sun and moon sign?
You can find out now by buying your personal Astrology report for only $8.00.

Give as a gift.
Get it for your newborn to get a hint about his or her personality.
I always said, when we are born, a natal report should be manditory along with a birth certificate.
It tells a lot about the personality.  :)

There is NO chart that comes with the report. Just the report sent in an email.
The report is approximately 15 to 20 pages long.
It's very detailed in telling you what each planet and house placement means in your life.

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Donne and Crab.. Grand Isle, La.

An Original Digital Print
by Linda Corley

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Linda is a very good friend of mine who has etched herself as a prolific artist on Grand Isle, La.

This print was of her cat creeping up to a crab on the front porch of her camp.
Her lovely Donne died. She will forever keep the original.

This 8x10 print is a limited edition number 2 of 100.. in the year of 2007

The brownish matting around the painting compliments the colors in her cat.

This print does not come with a frame.

You are buying number 2 of an original digital art print by Linda Corley.

The 8X10 print which is matted to a size of 11x14 will be shipped in a plastic protective covering.
I have a photo of the COA.

This piece of art was printed on Museum Parchment acid free archival paper.

There is a certificate of authenticity behind the print. I have a photo of this.

(c) all rights reserved to Linda Corley

At this posting there are only 22 left. I have numbers 1 and 2.

This print value is $55.00.
It's worth more today.

Just spamming through, but read my blog. I've left you some stories. :)

Thanks.

Good morning...Now you can have some hot beignets with your coffee, but you have to make them :)-- It's not hard to make and the
mix make 48 beignets.

Everyone have a great day.

Also, I have Chef John Folse's BIG Cookbook in the store.

Hot Beignets Warm Boudoirs
It's autographed.

Since I've written this, I've read a lot about people seeing
the numbers 11:11.

Have you seen or read about this?

VERY INTERESTING!!!!

Google 11:11 and read what comes up.

The Sha Bebe Trilogy

 Get the set today.
If you were watching this item,
I relisted it. 

Read my reviews and Guides.

I also have each book listed seperately.

Thank you.

_________________________

Excerpts from The Wizard of Swamp Alley

The Queen looked at all of the residents sitting at the table and pointed to all of them. "On behalf of all of us sitting here, we want to applaud all of you for being the special group of dolls who will leave the doll land to enter human land on Halloween night."

All of the residents got up and applauded the boys and girls.

"Tonight we will go into the parlor for coffee, so enjoy the music outside, and have sweet dreams."

The Queen and the rest continued to applaud the dolls as they went outside. "Mildred, bring our coffee into the parlor," Poulette said to the sugar mill lady in charge.

While they were all seated on her brocade couches, Poulette began thinking of a time way back when, as she paced the floor with her cup of coffee. "Eleven, eleven ---- back to seven is a saying I vaguely remember saying when I was a child."

She continued pacing while she was deep into her thoughts, "My brother and I would say, eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, when we felt something would bring us unhappiness."

She was thinking very hard about why they said that. "To say, we had eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, meant that we would be sad if a certain situation arose, like the day my cat died," she remembered. "I was so sad. We said eleven, eleven to stop sadness from coming. I think that's what it meant." She was questioning herself.

"Did you ever hear stories about the dolls of Lackluster from your grandma?" asked Marie.

"Never," she answered. "I never heard about the other side or the Land of Lackluster!" Her face was flushed.

"I didn't know you had a brother," said Plume.

"He left home, after I left to come here in the doll land, which was how long?" she shrugged her shoulders. "Since the beginning of time? I haven't seen him since." She paced the floor and remembered, "Oh sha, I just remembered a riddle we use to say together. It went something like this."

Poulette took a deep breath and said the riddle.

"Eleven, eleven, back to seven, are the words we have to say.
When the trouble makers come to take our happiness away.
We look with blurred vision into a long mirror on a stand.
It's the passage to make them go back, into their own land."

"What did it mean to you, Poulette?" asked Plume.

"I don't remember, but it has something to do with my cat dying. That's the only time I felt so sad as a child, so we made up the riddle about the trouble makers." She kept pacing the floor.

"Who were the trouble makers?" Marie asked with her hands folded on her lap.

"They were the ones who killed my cat." She looked up in amazement. "Yes, they killed my cat!" She was becoming breathless as she picked up her pace. "The trouble makers came ---- and killed my cat, so my brother and I went to the mirror to say eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, because we were told when the trouble makers came, we had to say the riddle." Poulette almost spilled her coffee, she was shaking so much. "Let's go to the mirror!"

"What mirror?" asked Marie.

"I don't know," she said, trying to catch her breath, while nervously walking around the room. "The mirror we had isn't here in my house."

"My mirror!" Faustina jumped up from the couch shouting. "My mirror has the writing "back to seven" on top of it near the ceiling."

"What!" Marie was shocked.

"Yes! You know how big my mirror is, hanging from the ceiling and bolted to the floor. Well, I never have to look at the ceiling, but a few times I did see the words "back to seven" on the frame at the top of the mirror. I did!"

"Let's go to your house," said Poulette in a hasty voice. "I want to see your mirror."

In a hurry, they got up from the couch at the same time and walked quickly to the front door, causing all of them to get stuck in the frame of the door.

"One at a time ladies," said Faustina.

The dolls were outside watching them struggle to untangle themselves from the frame of the door.

"Were playing a game, sha," Poulette giggle with the dolls. "I bet Madame Plume that I can win racing to Queen Faustina's house." The rest played along with what she started.

"Oh no, I bet I will win," said Plume. Feathers from her dress were flying in the air as they were getting detached from the fabric. They were all tightly squeezed in the door frame.

"Oh no, I'm in this race, too. I bet I can beat all of you," laughed Marie, holding on to her tignon.

When they all managed to get out of the door frame, they ran quickly to Faustina's house. She fiddled with her keys to open her door. When they entered the house, they all dashed to her long mirror.

"Look at the top of the mirror. It says back to seven. I thought it was the name of the one who made the mirror," said Faustina, still jiggling her keys.

"It sure does say that!" exclaimed Marie. "Faustina, you said earlier that you heard the numbers eleven, eleven. Now, do you remember where you heard this phrase?"

"It's on the mirror!" She was shaking her gold key ring wildly. "Look on each side of the mirror. There's an eleven on each side."

All of them looked closely at the frame of the mirror and saw two straight lines which they had seen before, but never saw it as an eleven. But knowing what Poulette said in the riddle it had to be two elevens, because "back to seven" was on top of the mirror.

"I do remember," said Faustina. "The mirror was for my grandma, and she told us to say eleven, eleven --- back to seven when my brother and I laid down with our feet touching the mirror, looking up at the ceiling."

"Why, Faustina?" asked Marie.

Old memories were coming back to the Queen. "Because," she hesitated to think while looking closely at her mirror, "when the --- ugly dolls --- came over," she placed her hands to her cheeks as she remembered, "my brother and I pointed to each eleven," she paused. "We pointed to the right one first and then to the left one, and we said eleven, eleven. Then we pointed to the top of the mirror and said, back to seven."

When she finished pointing at the mirror in the order they did back then, the mirror started to look like water. Her long mirror that hung from the ceiling and was bolted to the floor, was one full maze of rippling water.

"What in the name of Sha Bebe is going on with the mirror? I don't remember this happening!" When Faustina backed away from the mirror, they all backed away.

"I don't know, sha," said Poulette, "but if this is another opening for the ugly dolls to enter, Plume needs her wand."

Marie shouted, "No! Wait, Plume. Don't leave now. Stay. Look what's happening."

The rippled water in the mirror cleared away, and where the mirror was, a beautiful scene came into view in the light of the full moon. It was a body of water with a lot of greenery on cypress trees. A pirogue was docked between two huge pilings right at the edge of the mirror.

"Marie do you know about this?" Plume asked. Her voice was shaking.

"It's Swamp Alley, the passage way to the other side," said Marie with great happiness in her voice. "I could never find it, and it's right here through Faustina's mirror. Poulette, say the riddle again." Marie felt total exhilaration.

"Eleven, eleven ---- back to seven, are the words we have to say, when the trouble makers come to take our happiness away. We look with blurred vision into a long mirror on a stand. It's the passage to make them go back, into their own land." Poulette repeated the entire riddle.

"Then, this is the mirror, and the passage to free Antoine. Plume, now go and get your wand. We're going to the other side," said Marie, with the biggest smile they had ever seen on her face.

"Now! All of us at the same time." Plume was extremely cautious at this point. "Suppose we get lost and can't find the way back to this side." She was very nervous. "Remember, Poulette couldn't find a way to get the armoire opened again. We'll all be stuck on the other side!"

"I understand," said Marie calmly. "Plume, go and get your wand, and Poulette and Faustina will stay on this side to say the words to open the mirror up again, if it should close."

"I'm not sure about this, Marie. How far will we go?"

"Not far," she answered Plume. "We'll just get in the pirogue and paddle out a few yards and see if the mirror closes. If it does, Faustina will say the words to open it again, so that we can come back on this side."

Hesitant about the whole thing, Plume went to her house to get her wand. Faustina and Poulette vowed to watch them.

While Plume rushed to her house to get her wand, the Queen got a few things from the yard. "Marie, bring some rope, and tie one end to the piling that's near the mirror, and the other end to the pirogue. If you lose your way in this short distance, we can pull you back to the mirror with the rope," she said. "Take this lantern, too. You may need it. It's dark out. We'll stay right here. I'll say eleven, eleven ---- back to seven the way my brother and I did if I see the mirror closing. Don't you worry about that."

Poulette managed to squeak out a few words. "Oh no, don't be worried. We'll be right here, sha."

Plume was back with her wand, so she and Marie got into the pirogue and left the Land of Sha Bebe to enter the other side. Neither one knew exactly where this unknown place was, but they were on a desperate mission to free the Wizard.

Poulette yelled, "Marie, do you have your rosewater?"

"I have rosewater with me in my pocket. We'll be okay," she smiled as she waved goodbye. She believed in the magic of her rosewater. She always kept some on her spiritual altar, and she always had some in a small bottle in her pocket.

Marie knew that Swamp Alley was only a portal to the other side. When she would reached the end of the alley, she didn't know what to expect, or where she would be, but this was her destiny which she chose to fulfill at this time in her life. She had to save Antoine Clement Hebert.

It's never too late for love and Valentine's day....

The roosters were crowing at sunrise, and Poulette was up and dressed already. Halloween was only four days away, and she had zapped all of the magic flying quilts together on the quilting rack, ready for that special night for the run-of-the-quilts. Smelling the biscuits coming from the kitchen house that was attached to the back of her house, she quickly put on her glasses and walked to the dining room for breakfast. She wasn't late, but she was the last resident to be seated. The boys and girls were already at their seats. The dance of the full plates was performed only at supper time.

With all of the residents seated at the table, Plume asked, "Is the fais do-do still on for tonight? The boys and girls love to dance until midnight on Saturday nights."

"It sure is," said Faustina. "We'll dance again tonight until we drop," she giggled.

"Good, because I feel like dancing," said Plume. "We missed the dance last Saturday night, because of Bagasse Man and his malice to try and get into the land again. He will never give it up, will he?" Plume sipped her morning coffee with pleasure.

"No," said Poulette, "he will always want to come inside of the land, because it's off limits to him, and he has a hard head." She took a sip of her coffee.

"Can you imagine the odor he would leave if he would enter? Everything would be ruined in the land. He has a hard head and no manners at all. One day, the real Rou Garou will run into him and scare him away to another part of the field."

"No," answered Betty Lou. "Bagasse Man would scare away the real Rou Garou." She almost chocked on her coffee from giggling.

"Well, we have a fun-packed week planned with Halloween coming this Wednesday. My favorite time of year," said the Queen as she pushed her chair back and told all of the boys and girls to go out and play along the braided rug road. "Breakfast has ended." Betty Lou went to her flower gardens to make sure that all of the flowers were watered and happy. Plume went into her pink plantation home to swirl more fabrics over-head in her living room to finish the next one-hundred Sha Bebe dolls who would run out of her house at midnight on Halloween night. Faustina went back to her blue tower house to feed Dupre, her cat.

The dining room was in Poulette's house, so she left the sugar mill ladi