A Picture of Pom Pom the Clown and Easter Stuff

Hi from Pom Pom.  I hunted for this photo so I could show it to James.  Thinking back, I am not really sure why I went to clown school and then became a birthday party clown.  It was a lot of work and borderline embarrassing.  Especially when the parents of the birthday kid awaited my hilarious antics (not so hilarious).  I think maybe it's hard to remember what it felt like to be twenty years younger than I am now!  Ha ha ha.  Twenty years (just like 20 or more pounds) makes quite a difference when it comes to one's get up and go. 

Kelli's family went to Utah to see Bryan's granny.  Utah is a fun outdoorsy place.  Don't they look gleeful?

One of my new books An Artist Once Said is a fun activity book for me.  Inspirational.  

I watch a podcast called Urban Gypsy Crochet featuring Jan Caruthers from Manchester England.  She is so chatty and very comfortable talking to her camera (it's not easy, I know) so I like to listen to her jabber and show her viewers her yarn purchases. Anyway, she mentioned this book so I ordered it. 

Ari Seth Cohen takes pictures of older women.  What do you think of these fashionable ladies?

I like them.  I know it can seem shallow to care about clothes and style.  I know it's not that important in the face of Eternity.  It IS fun to notice the unique imagination of the individual.  I like looking at the ladies in their finery.

Jenny and Scott hosted Easter dinner (smoked brisket) and we stuffed eggs with cold hard cash and "hid" them in Jenny's yard.  The egg part of Easter doesn't take long, does it?  I think it's obvious that the bunny/chick/egg Easter trappings are inconsequential in light of Jesus rising from the grave for us.  Like Bill said, "It's one of the 3 big days."  It IS for believers, people who seek to walk with Christ, to see things with spiritual heavenly eyes.  I like the song that says, "and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace."  

 I have a recipe for sponge cake written in my granny's handwriting.  I've been wanting to try it.  I followed the recipe but I didn't have cake flour or a sifter and I think that made a difference.  It looked wonky when I took it out of the oven.  It tasted good so I cut it in cubes and we made it into a trifle when we got to Jenny's house.  I didn't use pudding/custard, just frozen strawberries, sliced banana, and whipped cream.  It was delicious!  A happy accident.  

 It was a good realization both Bill and I had:  Kids like to celebrate holidays at home.  Who can blame them?  Riding in the car to relatives' houses isn't THEIR idea.  On many occasions our grannies and grandpas came to our house and that way we could bounce around freely.  I'm thankful that we have many ordinary days to enjoy our kids' and grands' company for dinner, but I'm okay with not hosting the big shindigs. Look at Plum!  Happily jumping on her own sofa!  Ha!

Bill and I have temporarily moved in to this little garden home.  We like the smell of pansies and we can keep watch to make sure the Japanese beetles don't attack the roses and peonies.

We'd like to have you over for dinner.  However, there's not much room to jump around.

God be with you. Thank you for checking in.