February Happy!

We have white stuff, too! Not at all like the east coast but it is still VERY winter here in Denver! I am staying up late because I am driving to the airport tonight to pick up Bill and Jeff! Yahoo! They're almost home!

Here's the Valentine goody I bought myself. Smile! I'll show you what's inside this lovely book soon. Isn't the strawberry journal sweet? I have so many journals but I'm going to think of a very special purpose for this one.

My sweet Italian friend, Flavia, sent me this pink granny octagon, fresh off her crochet hook! She also sent me a pink letter. She's a pink lover just like all of us!

Bear with me . . . a little book talking here. I have read this book many times. I love Miss Hickory who is a little dolly made from a nut. She lives in a doll size corn cob house at the beginning of the book and then spends some time living in a bird's nest. If you haven't seen it before, I promise you that you will love reading about the life lessons she learns.

A similar book, Strawberry Girl, also awaits a re-read.

Sew Pretty Homestyle is full of dainty, cute ideas to try.

I thought you might like a peek at Making Crosses. It's simple and lovely. I'd like to look at it quietly this weekend - I have Monday off for President's Day. Yahoo!

I love hooking away on my gigantic granny squares. Mixing the colors makes my heart sing!

I am so excited for Bill and Jeff to be home! I plumped up Jeff's bed so that he can have a cozy Colorado sleep tonight. Traveling home from Capetown to Zurich to Chicago to Denver is a loooooooooooong journey. They'll sleep well tonight!

Here's Pom Pom saying, "Stay tuned for your Valentine hello on Pink Saturday!" I hope I have the zip to carry out my plans. With all the best intentions, I often meet Friday afternoons with my pep fading, but I have a fun idea so please come back and see me Saturday.

Today, I found myself feeling very calm and kind-hearted. Some days this is NOT the case but today, I felt all full of supernatural compassion for my eighth graders. They are SO young and vulnerable. They show up for school and survive the noise of the hallways, the demands of schoolwork and the fragile state of their status among their friends. I'm filled with hope for them - AND admiration. I wouldn't want to be fourteen again, would you?

I pray that you will also find yourself bouncy and alive this week. Smiles are ageless. When I look at pictures of my face, I do see the spotty skin and the tired lines, the wiry gray, thinning hair and the wrinkly neck, but my smile hasn't changed. I can still spread happy and so can you. Here's a HUGE squeeze for your precious self! (HUG!)

I have a feeling that right behind you is a tail of light, like a comet, because YOU are sweet and open. Cheers for all you nice people who make the LOVE month so GREAT!