On the floor with my knee bleeding, my grand son said to me “are you okay Grammy, did you break anything.”
Happy Thanksgiving, I hope it was anyway. You see, I’m writing this on Wednesday before thanksgiving.
Out the kitchen window, in the set back of the house, is a rosebush. Remembering it is mid November, and the weather has been frosty for a few mornings, I was amazed to see the full flower of a pink tea rose.
My kitchen is a mess, beyond the dirty dishes, the wall paper is half done, and the contents of the kitchen drawers are on the dinning room table.
This morning at 6 a.m. I came to a very important realization, I need a new alarm clock. This one keep’s waking me up.
Food is one of those things that is pretty much required to live, yet it is so easy to become addicted to it.
On the Pennsylvania turn pike, there is an area called “Town Hill.” The turnpike is on a mountain side, with a huge valley sever hundred feet below. It is beautiful.
There are moments in life when we find ourselves dazed and in real trouble. God’s plan is not for us to stay trapped and lose our lives, but rather to find hope and a future
In the spring, I planted 2 tomato plants. After lots of fertilizer and water through out the summer, I ended up with 10 tomatoes.
This past week, on a trip to a state park – hiking on a trail marked “moderate to difficult,” I found myself facing a rock wall as part of the path.
The Indianapolis Indians is a minor league baseball team, and I got free tickets to a game, and it’s been a while since I’ve had a really bad hot dog, so off Patti and I went.
Carmel, my fur baby cat, spends most of his time laying in the yard napping. Actually, he’s stalking the chipmunks and rabbits, but I like to of him as sweet and altruistic, instead of a wily predator.
My iPhone went totally crazy. It starting talking to me in a high fast crazy voice, something like the munchkins from the wizard of Oz.
Teaching a child about self-value, love and joy are skills and lessons that last a life time.
I’m using a borrowed computer today, my computer crashed, the mother board is dead!! Which means it is now a paper weight or a very large coaster. When I took it to the IT people, the first question they asked was “Is it backed up.”
My friend and I were comparing funny things our grandchildren say. She won. Her eight-year-old grandson was staying over. He came into her bedroom as she was finishing applying night cream. He said, “Grandma, why are you putting that stuff on your face?”
God calls us to actually think about and make decisions in life based on knowledge, hope and truth.
At the swimming pool there was a young family, the little boy was maybe 2. He wanted to get into the water, but he was at the same time afraid. His dad came over and said, “come on buddy, let's go swimming.”
God has given us the way and means to have a life of peace and love, but we pretty much ignore the instructions.
To be healthy and keep going, we have to come to grips with the mats, tangles and all. We can either give up in our pride, or get rid of the mats: allowing God is heal us, or living in pride.
Defining our value system, to choose what is actually most important, allows us to live in abundance.
Life, like the spray off the water, hits us differently depending if we are on a jet ski or a speed boat – bathing suit or windbreaker, yelling with joy or wiping our glasses.
I had a very strange conversation with a dear friend yesterday. Because of the heat, she has put a kiddy pool in her back yard for her dogs to play in.
As the world moves forward, it is human nature to want to hold on to the past.
Who we are in a relationship is often defined by form, function and most of all, commitment to the wellbeing of the other.
It is in hope that the person who told me this story was joking, but one never knows for sure. He told me that his dad was teaching him woodworking and carpentry skills.
Options are before us, and we called to make choices. To follow along, or get caught up in the stream of the crowd may seem easiest, but the truth is that is does not lead to us to experience to truth, love, joy and peace.
It’s been a strange week, full of the Memorial holiday, overnight guests, and a small case of Covid. Not any good excuses, but as usual, it is easy to get distracted from the things I should be doing by the things that seem to be making the most noise.
I’m in the process of wallpapering part of my kitchen. I do know how to wallpaper, and usually enjoy it, but this particular pattern is much harder than most. Although I have the match correct, and the level says it is online, it doesn’t look right.
Making hummingbird food should not be controversial, but in today’s culture it seems to be.
Telling me not to worry is like telling me not to breath. My dad used to tell me I was going about life like I was trying to kill snakes: to scattered and over whelm, to see options and possibilities.
Shoes are my thing. High heels, stacked heels, wedge heels, opened toed, sling backs, sandals. . . . . I have multi pars of all. The only problem, they aren’t in style any longer.
Ya know, getting healthy and happy takes effort. I think that is one of the gifts that God gives us:
Cash is almost an obsolete item. Some stores and event centers will only take credit cards.
This is the season of Epiphany, when the world says about the coming of Jesus, “Oh, now I get it.”