Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Gardening - April of 2008
These are a few of the flowers from my garden...that I want to share with you.
The Tulips are Jaime's from her college days...
The Blue ones are from my Grandson Scotty on Mother's Day...
The Hen & Chicks came from my Hubby...that he brought back from a lady that he worked at her home...
It is so good to look out my door and see them standing up and shinning...I will be adding more from my garden as they grow...
Here is wishing you all a Happy Day!!!
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The Simple Woman's Daybook
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FOR TODAY (PLACE THE DATE HERE)...
Outside My Window...the sun is shining.
I am thinking...of the plans to start my garden this year.
I am thankful for...all God's Blessings.
From the kitchen...I will be grilling.
I am wearing...causal clothing for shopping.
I am creating...a quilt for everyone in my family.
I am going...to plan the updates for our retirement home.
I am reading...a great book - Quilter's Catalog...
I am hoping...to be able to sell the quilts and homemade items that I am doing...
I am hearing...the sound of a truck coming up our driveway...
Around the house...the grass has gotten green
One of my favorite things...I love to travel and see the world we live in...
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: Well I am organizing my office and working on starting up our pool for the season...
Here is picture thought I am sharing...()
FOR TODAY (PLACE THE DATE HERE)...
Outside My Window...the sun is shining.
I am thinking...of the plans to start my garden this year.
I am thankful for...all God's Blessings.
From the kitchen...I will be grilling.
I am wearing...causal clothing for shopping.
I am creating...a quilt for everyone in my family.
I am going...to plan the updates for our retirement home.
I am reading...a great book - Quilter's Catalog...
I am hoping...to be able to sell the quilts and homemade items that I am doing...
I am hearing...the sound of a truck coming up our driveway...
Around the house...the grass has gotten green
One of my favorite things...I love to travel and see the world we live in...
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: Well I am organizing my office and working on starting up our pool for the season...
Here is picture thought I am sharing...()
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Monday, April 28, 2008
Happy Mother's Day! Daughters...
Happy Mother's Day to my dear daughter:A mother, too, and yet my baby still!Praised be the love that lasts, and always will,Perched like a star above the windswept weather!Years pass like clouds beneath the things that matter.Mothers grasp the grace within the fill,Older than the stars themselves, that spillTowards eyes whose tears supply the maelstrom's waters.How lucky we, to share it in our bones!Each a mother, holding what will proveRedemption's gift, too dear to be redeemed'Ere time renew the miracle again.So may you, some Mother's Day, your ownDaughter, now a mother, send such love,Alive to more emotion than you dreamed,Yet far beyond the realm of joy and pain.
Some Typical Motherly Advice...
There are a few things, which are common to all the mothers around the world. Apart from showering love and affection, mothers make it a point to keep an eye on every activity of their children- this of course arises as a result of her being too caring about her child, so that he/she is always unhurt. Here are some of the most common advices by mothers to their children:
Make sure to change your underwear always; you never know when you'll have an accident.
Don't make that face or it'll solidify in that position.
Be careful or else you'll put your eye out.
What if everyone jumped into a well? Would you do it, too?
You have enough filth behind those ears to grow potatoes!
C'mon close that door! Were you born in a barn?
If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all.
Don't put that thing in your mouth; you don't know where it's been!
Make sure to change your underwear always; you never know when you'll have an accident.
Don't make that face or it'll solidify in that position.
Be careful or else you'll put your eye out.
What if everyone jumped into a well? Would you do it, too?
You have enough filth behind those ears to grow potatoes!
C'mon close that door! Were you born in a barn?
If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all.
Don't put that thing in your mouth; you don't know where it's been!
You Are Really A Mom When...
You count the number of sprinkles on each kid's cupcake to make sure they are equal.
You want to take out a contract on the kid who broke your child's favorite toy and made him/her cry.
You have time to shave only one leg at a time.
You hide in the bathroom to be alone.
Your child throws up and you catch it.
Someone else's kid throws up at a party and you keep eating.
You consider finger paint to be a controlled substance.
You mastered the art of placing food on a plate without anything touching.
Your child insists that you read "Once upon a Potty" out loud in the lobby of the doctor's office and you do it.
You hire a baby sitter because you haven't been out with your husband in ages, then you spend half the night talking about and checking on the kids.
You hope ketchup is a vegetable because it's the only one your child eats.
You find yourself cutting your husband's sandwiches into unusual shapes.
You fast-forward through the scene when the hunter shoots Bambi's mother.
You obsess when your child clings to you upon parting during his first month at school, then you obsess when he skips in without looking back.
You can't bear to give away baby clothes--it's so final.
You hear your mother's voice coming out of your mouth when you say, "Not in your good clothes."
You stop criticizing the way your mother raised you.
You read that the average-five-year old asks 437 questions a day and feel proud that your kid is "above average."
You want to take out a contract on the kid who broke your child's favorite toy and made him/her cry.
You have time to shave only one leg at a time.
You hide in the bathroom to be alone.
Your child throws up and you catch it.
Someone else's kid throws up at a party and you keep eating.
You consider finger paint to be a controlled substance.
You mastered the art of placing food on a plate without anything touching.
Your child insists that you read "Once upon a Potty" out loud in the lobby of the doctor's office and you do it.
You hire a baby sitter because you haven't been out with your husband in ages, then you spend half the night talking about and checking on the kids.
You hope ketchup is a vegetable because it's the only one your child eats.
You find yourself cutting your husband's sandwiches into unusual shapes.
You fast-forward through the scene when the hunter shoots Bambi's mother.
You obsess when your child clings to you upon parting during his first month at school, then you obsess when he skips in without looking back.
You can't bear to give away baby clothes--it's so final.
You hear your mother's voice coming out of your mouth when you say, "Not in your good clothes."
You stop criticizing the way your mother raised you.
You read that the average-five-year old asks 437 questions a day and feel proud that your kid is "above average."
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Mother's Day!
The Mother's Day holiday, as observed today in the United States, celebrates motherhood generally and the contributions of mothers to society. It falls on the second Sunday of each May. It is the result of a campaign by Anna Marie Jarvis (1864-1948), who, following the death of her mother on May 9, 1905, devoted her life to establishing Mother's Day as a national, and later an international, holiday.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2008
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
John O'Donohue's blessing~When the light around you lessens
And your thoughts darken until
Your body feels fear turn
Cold as a stone inside.
When you find yourself bereft
Of any belief in yourself
And all you unknowingly
Leaned on has fallen.
When one voice commands
Your whole heart,
And it is raven dark,
Steady yourself and see
That it is your own thinking
That darkens your world…
Know that you are not alone
And that this darkness has purpose;
Gradually it will school your eyes
To find the one gift your life requires
Hidden within this night corner…
A new confidence will come alive
To urge you towards higher ground
Where your imagination
Will learn to engage difficulty
As its most rewarding threshold!
And your thoughts darken until
Your body feels fear turn
Cold as a stone inside.
When you find yourself bereft
Of any belief in yourself
And all you unknowingly
Leaned on has fallen.
When one voice commands
Your whole heart,
And it is raven dark,
Steady yourself and see
That it is your own thinking
That darkens your world…
Know that you are not alone
And that this darkness has purpose;
Gradually it will school your eyes
To find the one gift your life requires
Hidden within this night corner…
A new confidence will come alive
To urge you towards higher ground
Where your imagination
Will learn to engage difficulty
As its most rewarding threshold!
I Love Roses
I am a displaced fairy forced far from fields of sunshine by the howling winds of the north. I live in a snow covered land; I am perpetually awaiting another change of season to bring joy to my heart. Beside roses, I am enchanted with candles and lace, writing and dreaming.... Softly, I slip into Dreamland Sunshine Circle surrounded by petals, fields of pink roses beneath a sky of azure blue, a crystalline cottage, an emerald vision of you. Goddess of Dreams, we lie together in a magical mist...
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