A few of my favorite things...

Touched off by a post from Cat, I thought I'd post a few things that are making me happy these days.

I grew an actual cucumber.  This is big for me, I'm not known for keeping plants alive.  I planted a flat of pickle cucumbers and they're thriving!  Here is the first one I picked.

I bought a soda maker a few months ago.  Now, I'm not spending $$ on bottled or canned carbonated water, it has more than already paid for itself!

I love being entertained by people who can make fun of themselves.

 And by those who make fun of others.

She Worf

Keep Calm

Earlier in the year, my friend Mindi found this poster she felt was a great addition to her home. Besides being right up her history loving ally, it's a nice moral booster in the midst of life.

This week while in Schulers, a small gift bag caught my eye

I had a laugh, but it got me thinking that there were probably more amusing parodies of this particular piece of propaganda.  Indeed there are.

Today...

Outside my window...it's dark,  I can see the neighbors 4th of July lights
I am thinking... I wish I had a maid
I am thankful for...a lazy Saturday, and the ability to recover from life's ups and downs
From the kitchen... an oil and vinegar slaw summer salad
I am wearing... jeans and a tshirtI am creating... ways to keep the kids occupied. 
I am going... to bed, and then to church in the morning
I am reading... an illustrated biography of Benjamin Franklin
I am hoping... lots of people show up for Delta Haven's last service tomorrow
I am hearing... A man from the Philippines named Luigi sing and play the guitar
Around the house... random socks on the floor
One of my favorite things... coke in a can
A few plans for the rest of the week... make camping plans, Hawk Island!

The Strength of a Man

The Strength of a Man

by Jacqueline M Griffiths

"The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.

The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.

The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good a buddy he is with his kids.

The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.

The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.

The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his heart, that lies within his chest.

The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in being true to one woman.

The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry."

The start of June

For some reason I didn't want to blog after Karen's day this year. Amazing, the processes we go through!

For Mothers Day this year, I got some wonderful gifts. My favorite from Alexis was a list of things I do for her that she made at church, mothers day morning. As much as I'd like to keep the huge poster size list forever, I don't think it would make it lol

Here are the things she thought of that I do for her, unedited:

17 things my mommy das for us.

1. Cleen my room
2. Loves you
   
3. Cares for you
4. feeds you
5. give home
6. wash clowes (clothes)
7. look after you
8. sings you to sleep
9. buys things you need
10. buys candy
11. takes shopping
12. plays games with you
13. helps you with your homwerck (whoops, guess I need to help more!)
14. gives you presens
    
15. takes you out to dinner
16. drives you to school
17. gives you chocolate.

I love this list <3

All My Tears Be Washed Away

When I die don't cry for me
In my father's arms I'll be

The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole

Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus face

And I will not be ashamed
For my Savior knows my name

It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free

It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away

Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches light

Come and eat from Heavens store
Come and drink, and thirst no more

So weep not for me my friend
When my time below does end

For my life belongs to Him
Who will raise the dead again

It don't matter, where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free

It don't matter, where I lay
All my tears be washed away

~Julie Miller

March the 25th

No one's hangin' stockin's up,
No one's bakin' pie,
No one's lookin' up to see
A new star in the sky.
No one's talkin' brotherhood,
No one's givin' gifts,
And no one loves a Christmas tree
On March the twenty-fifth.

Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

I think I have writers block

but just for anything over 140 characters!

I was looking through Cat's old blog posts and found some fun "tagged" blogs where you tell what your favorite *fill in item here* is and why. Here's my first:

Post a picture of your favorite mug. You know, the one you'll search in the dishwasher for rather than just grabbing one from the cupboard.

Here's what lead me to get this particular mug.

Thanks Mark!