This week while in Schulers, a small gift bag caught my eye
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Keep Calm
This week while in Schulers, a small gift bag caught my eye
Saturday, July 3, 2010
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!
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!
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Strength of a Man
The Strength of a Man
"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."
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."
Monday, June 7, 2010
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.
I love this list <3
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.
- Cleen my room
- Loves you
- Cares for you
- feeds you
- give home
- wash clowes (clothes)
- look after you
- sings you to sleep
- buys things you need
- buys candy
- takes shopping
- plays games with you
- helps you with your homwerck (whoops, guess I need to help more!)
- gives you presens
- takes you out to dinner
- drives you to school
- gives you chocolate.
I love this list <3
Friday, March 26, 2010
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
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
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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
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
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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.
Thanks Mark!
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!
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