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The Indian Mummy Mystery
I really like Troy Nesbit's mystery books. My dad gave me one when I was little, and I've loved them ever since. Just recently I found two more at an antique store! They are very old-fashioned, simple, and full of adventure.

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15-year old Joe knows when Fibber, his grandfather, is just telling a tall tale, and this sure isn't one of those times. He and his two younger friends, Huff and Denny are determined to solve the mystery of the lost mummy and earth pots.

 But is it even possible when the stuff was stolen over 60 years ago, and everybody else that was involved, but Fibber, is dead?

Helping out at Joe's grandfather's Rocking O' Ranch, excavating at a burned down ghost store, and searching in Mesa Verde, the boys track down, clue by clue, the mystery of The Indian Mummy.


Likes: Very simple, no-brain read. Though the boys may be silly and immature, and the plot unrealistic, it is still an enjoyable adventure. For me, mysteries are always relaxing, though :)

Dislikes: The boys can be disrespectful to people older than them. They think they know better, and can get really impatient when things don't go their way.

Overall: A very good, old-fashion mystery!


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My younger sister talked me into buying this yarn :) It it 100% dralon microfibe. I just finished the socks this week. They are a bit big, so unless you have big feet, I'd recommend wearing them as house socks... unless you know of a guy that would like them ;) Lol, some guys like purple.

Only problem about making socks... you finish one, and then you need to do the whole thing again..:)

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100% Dralon Microfiber Purple socks. $50.




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Also Available: 50% Superwash Merino Wool; 25% Rayon; 25% nylon. These are a perfect fit :) $50.



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And some recent drawings. The lady is based off a wicked witch from one of my stories, and the girl is of a princes from the same story.


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And recent, family pictures :D The last one before these, was taken several years ago. It is hard to get all of us together at one time, with a camera, somebody to take the picture, and for us to remember to do it :b

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  1. I didn't quite understand your second sentence in the paragraph about the drawings :)
    Oh, have you seen my blog recently?

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    1. I based the first two drawings off of characters from a short story I wrote...or is that what you were wondering? I'll go check out the blog now :D

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  2. I love those purple socks, they look nice and warm. And it's fun to see pictures of your whole family!

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  3. Thanks :) I wonder how you'd react to my family in person :D the can be a handful..several, lol.

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  4. I love your blog, Keturah. You are a very talented young lady. Love knowing you and your family. :-)
    Tayla

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