Monday, November 30, 2009
I hope you stand up and cheer this article as much as I did.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Here's a close up of what might be outside your window that "no one can see in". Five strange men.
And, because I know someone will ask, by the grace of God, I DID look out my window before I got changed and was quite shocked to see this.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I couldn't eat another bite.
I couldn't eat a half a bean,
or even taste a tangerine.
I couldn't lick a lettuce leaf
or bite the slightest bit of beef.
I couldn't polish off a pea
or sip a single drop of tea
or nibble on a nanogram
of pickled ham or candied yam
or lamb or clam or jam or Spam.
Yes, that's how full I truly am.
To even think of eating more
would leave me lying on the floor
and surely make my stomach hurt
unless, of course, you've got dessert.
I asked for power that I might have the praise of men;
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life;
I got nothing that I asked for,but everything I hoped for.
Almost despite myself,my unspoken prayers were answered;
~ author unknown ~
Monday, November 23, 2009
First buy a long sleeve black shirt, this shirt is going to stay as you bought it so it can be worn other times.
Next go to your sister-in-law's consignment store (if your sister-in-law doesn't own a consignment store you're more than welcome to go to my sister-in-law's consignment store) and buy a pair of black pants that are two to three sizes too small. It really helps if you find a pair with an elastic waist and your Pilgrim wanna-be is stick thin. Otherwise you may need to hem a regular size pair of pants.
Next borrow your older son's white soccer socks.
Go to Lowe's and try to buy a cardboard paint bucket. When you find out that they don't sell them go to two movie theatres and ask for a popcorn bucket. Feel really old and out of touch when the teenagers behind the counter look at you with dazed looks. Go through KFC drive-thru and ask for an empty chicken bucket. Try to do it with a straight face.
Place a paper plate upside down, center top of bucket on plate and hot glue in place. Let cool. Flip over, cut out center of plate leaving about 3/4" overlap. Then snip the paper plate at 1/2"-3/4" intervals and lay pieces flat against inside of bucket. Hot glue in place. Spray paint black.
Beg your family members for old black belts. Choose one, attach to hat and clip off excess.
Buy 1/8 yard of white felt, cut a shallow U shape out for the collar using your child's neck as a guide, attach a button and cut a button hole
Monday, November 16, 2009
Two Christmas dish/hand towels, which I especially enjoyed because I don't have any Christmas towels, a Baking Memories album, two absolutely adorable notepads that she altered, Chex mix with dill (my favorite!), a mug with cocoa mix, a tea bag holder with yummy gingerbread tea, great gift tags, gingerbread lip gloss, an altered candle - burning it right now, bath salts, body butter, several oh-so-cute handmade cards, and special chocolate cherry candy from Nebraska (one is missing because I was too impatient to wait my turn for the camera, heehee). It was a joy to get to know Debbie and her preferences.
I sent Debbie a ragamuffin garland for her Christmas cards, a candle lamp, a wood and tin star with a bell, Floor Sweepings mix, chai mix, chocolate covered cranberries and Peace sign. Oh yes, there was also a tea towel that, I will admit, almost didn't make it in the box it tried so hard to climb into my own drawer!
Thanks Debbie, for my goodies and for being such a great swap partner! Thanks Monica and Carrie for such a great match up!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
If I'm always producing lovely things - sewing, art; if I always look attractive, and speak intelligently, but am not loving to my family - I am nothing.
If I'm busy in community affairs, teach Sunday School, drive the carpool, but fail to give adequate love to my family - I gain nothing.
Love changes diapers, cleans up messes, and ties shoes - over and over again.
Love is kind, though tired and frazzled.
Love doesn't envy another wife - one whose children are "spaced" better, or in school so she has time to pursue her own interests.
Love doesn't try to impress others with my abilities or knowledge as a mother.
Love doesn't scream at the kids.
Love doesn't feel cheated because I didn't get to do what I wanted to do today - sew, read, soak in a hot tub.
Love doesn't lose my temper easily.
Love doesn't assume that my children are being naughty just because their noise level is irritating.
Love doesn't rejoice when other people's children misbehave and make mine look good.
Love is genuinely happy when others are honored by their children.
~Author Unknown to Me
Thanks Lisa for sharing this!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
The premise is very simple, you fill a shoebox with gifts and other needful things, add $7 for shipping, and drop it off at one of thousands of locations. From there your box goes to one of several processing centers and finally on to hundreds of countries to be distributed to boys and girls who perhaps have never, nor may ever again, receive a Christmas present. These children are also told about Jesus and His gift of eternal life.
You can pick up free boxes at your local Family Christian bookstore while supplies last. Please make sure you check out the list of allowable things to pack and do consider adding $7 for each box to aid with shipping.
In light of my recent post about Christmas gifts I wanted to share this story, which was recently published on Operation Christmas Child's Facebook page. What a terrific idea.