Hi! I'm so glad you popped in for a little visit! Thank you! I have cleaned up my blog, tried to freshen it up for winter. I'm trying to shake off my tired feeling. I feel like a bear that needs to sleep off a big meal. Just being here now, talking to YOU is starting to make me feel peppy. Isn't this a sweet little thing above? Jeff gave me a fairy door for my garden!
One of the culprits. White flour = bad for Pom Pom
Reve (my darling neighbor friend) always cheers me with her thoughtful gifts. Pink. I love.
Thank you for your prayers for our Kelli. She's so amazing - gracious and kind in the midst of sadness. The Lord covers. He does. He is covering her with comfort and love. She and the girls came over today. Granny's a bit pooped out from Christmas. I think it was all the rich food. My digestive system is on overload. Bryan came by after work, ate some stew and then they went home to their house where Kelli can crawl into her cozy bed and rest. I was listening to Bebo Norman's lovely song, "Cover Me" this morning and I know that the KING of kings does cover us. I thought about making a little video slide show of all the sweet "covers" in our house . . . afghans made by my mother-in-law years ago, quilts I bought at department stores, an old Where's Waldo? comforter Jeff used to have on his bed, a sunflower blanket Reve gave me before I took teenagers out to California for a week of camp (her dear daughter went with me - a cute eighth grader THEN and now a doctor!) but I'm too tired to move all the Christmas boxes, toys, furniture and other things that are in the basement, in front of the storage closet. Our blanket supply is stored there. So, no slide show.
All the festivities are over just like THAT! Bill took the tree down today and almost all the Christmas decorations are gathered up. Are you all a little overdone with the holiday let down? I noticed that a lot you are taking a break today. Please don't stay away from your blogs too long. I miss you.
Uncle Jeff, the sweetest uncle ever, borrowed Pom Pom's nose and ho ho ho-ed for the kids yesterday. They loved it! We didn't do all the gift stuff this year when we gathered. I had a few gifts for the kids and Kelli and April had gifts for each others' children, but that was it. Nice. Very nice.
We only over did it on the food! My stomach keeps reminding me. Here's a little "happy thought" . . . Flavia from Italy sent me a beautiful Christmas card! I got it today and it warmed my heart! Carolyn also sent me a card from St. Ives. I love international mail! I love any kind of mail, actually.
Tomorrow is my mom's 80th birthday! I'm so thankful for all the wonderfulness that is my mama. You would LOVE her. She's happy, capable, a bookworm, a good housekeeper, a fantastic wife, and so much more. She even taught my Sunday school class when I was a teenager. She had FIVE children and now she has 15 grandchildren and great grandchildren, too. I wish for her a day of living in the now - knowing she is loved by Jesus and feeling that wonderful feeling of surrender to Him.
Thank you for listening today. I hope I have some nice quiet tomorrow. I've been a little busier than I like to be. I'm glad that each day is a new day, aren't you?
We only over did it on the food! My stomach keeps reminding me. Here's a little "happy thought" . . . Flavia from Italy sent me a beautiful Christmas card! I got it today and it warmed my heart! Carolyn also sent me a card from St. Ives. I love international mail! I love any kind of mail, actually.
Tomorrow is my mom's 80th birthday! I'm so thankful for all the wonderfulness that is my mama. You would LOVE her. She's happy, capable, a bookworm, a good housekeeper, a fantastic wife, and so much more. She even taught my Sunday school class when I was a teenager. She had FIVE children and now she has 15 grandchildren and great grandchildren, too. I wish for her a day of living in the now - knowing she is loved by Jesus and feeling that wonderful feeling of surrender to Him.
Thank you for listening today. I hope I have some nice quiet tomorrow. I've been a little busier than I like to be. I'm glad that each day is a new day, aren't you?
