tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29507847215855504722024-02-23T22:44:43.208-08:00Sweetie's WorldSweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.comBlogger146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-41697650340060496622009-05-08T19:32:00.000-07:002009-05-08T20:05:15.464-07:00Dear Blogger Friends<em>Dear Blogger Friends - I have been too tired and overwhelmed to keep up with everyday things. I realize that this is a phase in the grief process and I just have to work through it. I have missed my Blogger Friends. This week I developed some enthusiasm and have started to plant flowers. Tomorrow I am making a trip to the green house to get impatience and marigolds. Last Saturday, my grandsons, Tyler and Austin, got a load of mulch and spread it for me. I bought a new self-propelled mower and I'm using it while my daughter or grandson use the riding mower. I am determined to mow with the riding mower next week. I am working outside all day tomorrow. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I will probably only post once or twice a week until I get caught up with all the things that I need to do. <strong>However, I will be visiting blogs daily.</strong></em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><div align="center"><em>I started with several bags of top soil for the one side of the house.</em></div><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvH3dCTM5GKE7THgZ_eLscYUo3j8lcs200fi0kX6Xj2mBWkI58MgDOOSbOgposTk4iOGiTlyIiwPQm55Y9xHKg4OfIpSzQ1_OSEfYjUJsF4vjWliPL0y5FQB-pJCgKUf-_gWXFzhX0tGk/s1600-h/8top+soil.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647416964892066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvH3dCTM5GKE7THgZ_eLscYUo3j8lcs200fi0kX6Xj2mBWkI58MgDOOSbOgposTk4iOGiTlyIiwPQm55Y9xHKg4OfIpSzQ1_OSEfYjUJsF4vjWliPL0y5FQB-pJCgKUf-_gWXFzhX0tGk/s400/8top+soil.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /><br />I bought several hanging planters of Calibrachoa. It is not a true petunia, but looks like one and can be treated as such. Also known as Million Bells, the flowers look like miniature petunia blooms. I bought the Million Bells for the first time last year. I trimmed them weekly and they bloomed all summer. I really like this shade of yellow.<br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9VSZWiu-2tORJbwQoTPWO_wHgS0IvcCfGWS3ojtyh8ylLBQ03q7kbIEv1hpGc6yenn10j37LK2XRl5XaxzPHaoEBBuRu91Dlj9aEMt5kN4bDvQyI9ENo62KXILeSNrn2OGc2hePy1hY/s1600-h/7yellow+million+bells.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647418286276274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9VSZWiu-2tORJbwQoTPWO_wHgS0IvcCfGWS3ojtyh8ylLBQ03q7kbIEv1hpGc6yenn10j37LK2XRl5XaxzPHaoEBBuRu91Dlj9aEMt5kN4bDvQyI9ENo62KXILeSNrn2OGc2hePy1hY/s400/7yellow+million+bells.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />More Million Bells. Tomorrow I will hang them.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipgqdoNlg1-JxcsYINoAJ_dNtRmTfLNHg097ejd9ZJf2-GHYumFuuDRmGCUrVmkQ_qr2Y2iyy-aNUr8OuH3Bctzd7yWEkOjxjIXCwht_wK3d5dJXmnYiU_3yEQZNw0CYXTwqu5SSg_tLw/s1600-h/6+million+bells.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647030345088594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipgqdoNlg1-JxcsYINoAJ_dNtRmTfLNHg097ejd9ZJf2-GHYumFuuDRmGCUrVmkQ_qr2Y2iyy-aNUr8OuH3Bctzd7yWEkOjxjIXCwht_wK3d5dJXmnYiU_3yEQZNw0CYXTwqu5SSg_tLw/s400/6+million+bells.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />These Impatience are for the shaded front porch.<br /></em><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1NTFrahEtAKWkymNqtpLJnEfupv5PcL6s-kPZj_6EsIv5wzXraV1-3WQLTl7g4utFyBGE6U4egsiSUc7uzmxmFZFgzv4Xl5uvRgbbYqOCbXP68CtK5kBUmrJaK7iArDyLbSvVqM_g6K8/s1600-h/5impatience.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647027125045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1NTFrahEtAKWkymNqtpLJnEfupv5PcL6s-kPZj_6EsIv5wzXraV1-3WQLTl7g4utFyBGE6U4egsiSUc7uzmxmFZFgzv4Xl5uvRgbbYqOCbXP68CtK5kBUmrJaK7iArDyLbSvVqM_g6K8/s400/5impatience.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>I am planting the Daisies next to the hot tub where perennials are growing and the Snapdragons next to a small fountain. I have a big pile of mulch to use in these areas.<br /></em><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibf44RtLLa4or0AbsRlU-5tIG1egV1As_8ikoaNQrPb7SC-00pVYP98Wy2gtnCz09MxKNr2lYw8FG79VfUFG497ANGa2zjKwq4EfK_03JIm8LlwHLEFVw9kB9P6YlNNa0DXErezFwPfDk/s1600-h/3snap+dragons+daisies.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647028726615410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibf44RtLLa4or0AbsRlU-5tIG1egV1As_8ikoaNQrPb7SC-00pVYP98Wy2gtnCz09MxKNr2lYw8FG79VfUFG497ANGa2zjKwq4EfK_03JIm8LlwHLEFVw9kB9P6YlNNa0DXErezFwPfDk/s400/3snap+dragons+daisies.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em>I think that I have the perfect spot for this azalea. The small crock has some Pansies and a few other flowers. I also have two baskets of Pansies. They stay nice in our area until the end of June.<br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXFdj38U56Pv44W3OkENn0yYmGBtvxUIwC1wRqBhzzCsHuHROIGpLyQ9HgU3iIIzN-wvbrIWNUe3POx2T5PF-DUnRROodhJej8G_xDTttwU4mUJvcYQPRlW6ePrpchIUWVKEauhmCiC0/s1600-h/2azalea.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647024297971394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXFdj38U56Pv44W3OkENn0yYmGBtvxUIwC1wRqBhzzCsHuHROIGpLyQ9HgU3iIIzN-wvbrIWNUe3POx2T5PF-DUnRROodhJej8G_xDTttwU4mUJvcYQPRlW6ePrpchIUWVKEauhmCiC0/s400/2azalea.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>This is the new wreath that I bought for my front door.<br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPy4lEQa1YT7rBd34TRf7NYAMMyHHR80juhZ-siMPhODq7GL8gHYtjNQr-vc1BHnlusaGJNcQi1RhosbChglziAzbPRMzO6DoFvuEmlQjbmsWtrImEebvPubHE0Yp-T3djFIAc95V04a8/s1600-h/1wreath.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333647019640195474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPy4lEQa1YT7rBd34TRf7NYAMMyHHR80juhZ-siMPhODq7GL8gHYtjNQr-vc1BHnlusaGJNcQi1RhosbChglziAzbPRMzO6DoFvuEmlQjbmsWtrImEebvPubHE0Yp-T3djFIAc95V04a8/s400/1wreath.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Thank you all for being there for me.<br /> Although my need is great,</em></div><div align="center"><em>My gratitude is more.</em></div><div align="center"><em>But you are like the sunshine,</em></div><div align="center"><em>Drowning all in light.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div></div></div></div></div><span style="font-size:0;"></span></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com135tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-38328457591398483972009-04-13T00:00:00.000-07:002009-04-13T09:55:32.593-07:00Happy Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPkl4e7p4UOJ9ZksIWv9EIkFji9HnleFw_P4lsilDX0R2K7uj60zXoKU5L-GVxUuBCNWi4bJ_KJL3WW5R6ZJ2l_Qr2dBfD5qgoBM1sc8PFh3kgiUa9l1Na-P_QRZ2sx9gGOAyF_Op3oI/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324003991450685762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPkl4e7p4UOJ9ZksIWv9EIkFji9HnleFw_P4lsilDX0R2K7uj60zXoKU5L-GVxUuBCNWi4bJ_KJL3WW5R6ZJ2l_Qr2dBfD5qgoBM1sc8PFh3kgiUa9l1Na-P_QRZ2sx9gGOAyF_Op3oI/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>First of all I would like to apologize for not posting as frequently as usual. I have had some health issues, family issues, and things that have to be taken care of. I promise that I will be back to visiting and posting more frequently very soon. I hope that each of you had a wonderful and blessed Easter. I was fortunate to have my family at my house.</em></span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>This is Daughter Stephanie with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Haylee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sherryann</span> my great-granddaughter. I hope that the blue on Stephanie's shirt qualifies this for a Blue Monday post. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Haylee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sherryann</span> is a beautiful baby. </em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3bFVu03pDcwnqr-plxt0BUOfjK36dgOqNmKdkmdhXfueABM2Q_phVqTB_2LTP_LIjl3qyRA5_9KY8eBhwdxBQOsGrddU22VuET99wDiNDqz_sfIbtPVW14HCiiPGLvNn5Mleh1ScHQ38/s1600-h/No+5.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323999514237270482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3bFVu03pDcwnqr-plxt0BUOfjK36dgOqNmKdkmdhXfueABM2Q_phVqTB_2LTP_LIjl3qyRA5_9KY8eBhwdxBQOsGrddU22VuET99wDiNDqz_sfIbtPVW14HCiiPGLvNn5Mleh1ScHQ38/s400/No+5.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>And the Easter egg hunt begins. The guys hid 200 eggs and each was found. The sky was so very blue.</em></span><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZD7HVkPuj8hoPe5aptRxSlJjd0eaWfS47q11Ux7QKTI-dseGkjwrA0t1_6X9pph_a8_5OAAXQzh860ExJCWekH-fr4j_tcqln28q_LzLK6ZzVYdzp0-5VBjl360ha8uiA4IPQyA3-KZc/s1600-h/45IMG_1214+(5).JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323999514141220290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZD7HVkPuj8hoPe5aptRxSlJjd0eaWfS47q11Ux7QKTI-dseGkjwrA0t1_6X9pph_a8_5OAAXQzh860ExJCWekH-fr4j_tcqln28q_LzLK6ZzVYdzp0-5VBjl360ha8uiA4IPQyA3-KZc/s400/45IMG_1214+(5).JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />This is the Easter basket that I received as a gift. I love the pottery "basket" and it is filled with my favorite candy. </em></span><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSsiXYUmUrsrmzOrI0T2FahQOe5sB__mLGBvIW0-CrpZmAzMDLrFTm2dis8gXnaPxd3j_ip0MCocKpJGnsTJr44rD6gyhNR_Sd1eawLBGESNVvIATjmzPiFIEKIBA1StAbK9k_l6cMdc/s1600-h/No+1.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323999509023077154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSsiXYUmUrsrmzOrI0T2FahQOe5sB__mLGBvIW0-CrpZmAzMDLrFTm2dis8gXnaPxd3j_ip0MCocKpJGnsTJr44rD6gyhNR_Sd1eawLBGESNVvIATjmzPiFIEKIBA1StAbK9k_l6cMdc/s400/No+1.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><br />The Historical Society had an Easter flower sale this week. I volunteered to work on Thursday. I bought this beautiful hydrangea. I am hoping that I'll be able to plant it and it will grow into a beautiful hydrangea bush. </em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIFN19RWj3aixQMex16VEGPjfRYpCz2F_Yd7MywwZDPlpDumfOEBnozIW8n7gPCIz719hXwtZ8wFtcPkVLZYQ8YgCRCanUuob8vTEUiLe-AldU9EgBB6RZMYHkSs4yXewV5FNUv6dyejA/s1600-h/1+IMG_1199.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323999503800152514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIFN19RWj3aixQMex16VEGPjfRYpCz2F_Yd7MywwZDPlpDumfOEBnozIW8n7gPCIz719hXwtZ8wFtcPkVLZYQ8YgCRCanUuob8vTEUiLe-AldU9EgBB6RZMYHkSs4yXewV5FNUv6dyejA/s400/1+IMG_1199.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Sally at </em></span><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> hosts Blue Monday. Blue Monday continues to grow in popularity Stop by to visit her and join in the fun. Thanks Sally for being a wonderful hostess!</em></span></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-43792849943860125622009-04-07T20:10:00.000-07:002009-04-08T18:03:44.245-07:00A Fun Day<em></em><br /><em>My good friend, Elaine, invited me to drive with her to Houtzdale to visit her old friend and my new friend, Kathy. Kathy is a lovely woman that I met at Elaine's a few months ago. Kathy's husband passed away two years ago. They had lived in New Jersey and, upon retirement, returned to the home that had been his family's in Houtzdale. The home is a lovely old home that Kathy and her husband renovated. As of the census of 2000, there were 941 people, 380 households, and 275 families residing in the borough. </em><br /><em></em><br /><div align="center"><em>This is the table in the great room. We had a lovely lunch at this table.</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZdob2i0PGy6j0mrl34LNh6-rRrvupxGjeW3XW1Uk47SBu9BLAW0P7f6SszTe6Gj6mJvH_EsgkS5e151sfhY6fXvHY3Wil3_RuKdxwrfUp-gwE89qeveNJHw5CZrwaD01WoTT7ba3UBc/s1600-h/IMG_1177.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153302184576034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZdob2i0PGy6j0mrl34LNh6-rRrvupxGjeW3XW1Uk47SBu9BLAW0P7f6SszTe6Gj6mJvH_EsgkS5e151sfhY6fXvHY3Wil3_RuKdxwrfUp-gwE89qeveNJHw5CZrwaD01WoTT7ba3UBc/s400/IMG_1177.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> </em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em>This is Kathy's hutch. It is filled with beautiful dishes. The ducks on the top of the hutch were hand carved by Kathy's husband.<br /></em><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCvrrmorlZ8YyiPWxlQVp7ZWAKgm-ADYMh8sEnyv9DJ4X6C534DLx5iL2_3XcvJSJ_guQr_BoHPAR5enYbq-tJHWpVAvUt_MO1dhyjqruzw_9luVL35Up7YgyA0cOj6SKPSMDTJePMrs/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153302127573602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCvrrmorlZ8YyiPWxlQVp7ZWAKgm-ADYMh8sEnyv9DJ4X6C534DLx5iL2_3XcvJSJ_guQr_BoHPAR5enYbq-tJHWpVAvUt_MO1dhyjqruzw_9luVL35Up7YgyA0cOj6SKPSMDTJePMrs/s400/IMG_1175.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This is the lovely wood burner. Kathy informed us that her son-in-law is the expert at building fires in the wood burner.<br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAKNg7hyOp3o4qLnUKrplHWKd2AFoNlOYf4GRJARrdrT_vF24eqLp6CFI3DBpl0sQLIi80zdeTpBnoWML4JFnnPUPcM4nl8-7R_bkrY2E-eWReDof4Y__RH8VPJTrGxcPqhWJerehylXw/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153299882926114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAKNg7hyOp3o4qLnUKrplHWKd2AFoNlOYf4GRJARrdrT_vF24eqLp6CFI3DBpl0sQLIi80zdeTpBnoWML4JFnnPUPcM4nl8-7R_bkrY2E-eWReDof4Y__RH8VPJTrGxcPqhWJerehylXw/s400/IMG_1172.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This is one of the chairs that is in the sitting area of the great room.<br /></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsR9ZXFmV4Fwj2AxNta6h8N7tAJyIEHuTNP23dIi3Atzh_ZMMWPiKmwXpaHaEjXrCSDdX2d-jBp2F67PvvXa8_Cwr-COpeBEoK8a3R_-GVblyquRCy2tKD5I8wEl6o__E5u6bW9uDofoI/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153296927156002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsR9ZXFmV4Fwj2AxNta6h8N7tAJyIEHuTNP23dIi3Atzh_ZMMWPiKmwXpaHaEjXrCSDdX2d-jBp2F67PvvXa8_Cwr-COpeBEoK8a3R_-GVblyquRCy2tKD5I8wEl6o__E5u6bW9uDofoI/s400/IMG_1171.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /><br /><br />This is another chair that is in the great room. It is a family heirloom.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgul-IH0KgYdTDOdDIWEmcXBtgEEkBddOOHbJtVQ7fb2BXm9PGUQRM1_WQDRMjWJbKVipv5I9VTH5HvzAxv_U46dY0RZDMjU10dZW3x-cCl0yNvmQ3D2wkzNWGXYR9fva6mb1fAZNXNWeg/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153007047800754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgul-IH0KgYdTDOdDIWEmcXBtgEEkBddOOHbJtVQ7fb2BXm9PGUQRM1_WQDRMjWJbKVipv5I9VTH5HvzAxv_U46dY0RZDMjU10dZW3x-cCl0yNvmQ3D2wkzNWGXYR9fva6mb1fAZNXNWeg/s400/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This is a small lovely old sofa. I would call a settee. It is very cozy.<br /></em><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2d8meVz9oNVv817hcz1VC3VTo89h3xrIiUXHj0VxEk_bLHG8NZKpDWgGuUDVo38LWWh4s0dVLmOauTcL5bUeeY0QK_8kI4a1eMskRA38yGSBTS0HAlXU8WW9YOafmHx_64bjAFH1vUt8/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153006382917730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2d8meVz9oNVv817hcz1VC3VTo89h3xrIiUXHj0VxEk_bLHG8NZKpDWgGuUDVo38LWWh4s0dVLmOauTcL5bUeeY0QK_8kI4a1eMskRA38yGSBTS0HAlXU8WW9YOafmHx_64bjAFH1vUt8/s400/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em>It was amazing. As I sat and looked out this window, it was as if a blizzard appeared out of no where. Kathy told me that she often sees deer when looking out of this window.<br /></em><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywdXnIVAOa234S0Ly2IMK3WgX8SMDGuX_b0SCNnpwTpH4vpgO5cgYTScVV2a87MB8iXeshQNaG5FvSt_wwkkbghpFsf2YroNSGW_QAXp2f_dNWQnLFgZjYJfqUpzj-5Iu_fyBmp3E48c/s1600-h/2.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153005445417986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywdXnIVAOa234S0Ly2IMK3WgX8SMDGuX_b0SCNnpwTpH4vpgO5cgYTScVV2a87MB8iXeshQNaG5FvSt_wwkkbghpFsf2YroNSGW_QAXp2f_dNWQnLFgZjYJfqUpzj-5Iu_fyBmp3E48c/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> This is my old friend Elaine and my new friend Kathy. They are both wonderful ladies.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAoIulFDPoALl_5mZeX7H30Bgc2uGZ8Rc6__SJQHtgidkj05iLVQus0dNC3kpRhvKl5KcY78GCy8VEzqQPCnHd6zauOccBosSCXtkeTHxtBDHB65oCmc5G0Qs6KhKEJ_F7ZFMmUj2nHY/s1600-h/1.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322153002838620146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAoIulFDPoALl_5mZeX7H30Bgc2uGZ8Rc6__SJQHtgidkj05iLVQus0dNC3kpRhvKl5KcY78GCy8VEzqQPCnHd6zauOccBosSCXtkeTHxtBDHB65oCmc5G0Qs6KhKEJ_F7ZFMmUj2nHY/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> We had a wonderful day today. It was so good to get together with Elaine and Kathy. They are lovely ladies.</em></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-15338406053441941912009-04-05T20:52:00.000-07:002009-04-05T20:53:32.751-07:00Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsDl38ZC_Q3U7iKxCCMfTPmdQvV6dPJ6eE2Qz50hey-JA2vLKMjIMZMRWFlyx77LnDpwYcNBmL6-JRPfOtIOu3ZM17ZLJV_g0FtxtRJkpqkGPhfL3pjteMe1nRzcMIonEF10cn01EfwT4/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321399080939864594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsDl38ZC_Q3U7iKxCCMfTPmdQvV6dPJ6eE2Qz50hey-JA2vLKMjIMZMRWFlyx77LnDpwYcNBmL6-JRPfOtIOu3ZM17ZLJV_g0FtxtRJkpqkGPhfL3pjteMe1nRzcMIonEF10cn01EfwT4/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">For some reason it was difficult for me to find "new blue" for this week's Blue Monday post. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9XWhoPDMD56GeRMGjNYtTlkhBsjpdBNF8WATDmAB_sSQiUXfgwW1qhuxne20TbsF2uolB_eMiEWEnxTtG0ejTQhzaGQarIt6wUCv3dnORY2sJsrQPbEWgBxkV5zcRvr2MFG6L9-IBfQ/s1600-h/3+blueIMG_1163.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Before selecting my posts, I learned a little more about my favorite color. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Blue is the overwhelming "favorite color." Blue is seen as trustworthy, dependable, and committed.The color of ocean and sky, blue is perceived as a constant in our lives. As the collective color of the spirit, it invokes rest and can cause the body to produce chemicals that are calming. However, not all blues are serene and sedate. Electric or brilliant blues become dynamic and dramatic -- an engaging color that expresses exhilaration. Some shades or the overuse of blue may come across as cold or uncaring.Indigo, a deeper blue, symbolizes a mystical borderland of wisdom, self-mastery, and spiritual realization. While blue is the color of communication with others, indigo turns the blue inward to increase personal thought, profound insights, and instant understandings.Blue is the least "gender specific" color, having equal appeal to both men and women. </em>I hope that you will like the blues that I have selected this week.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdepcAnmePZ3RD5T6xNR92XCM0YlbgDkmAFJz1o7a0cyz122PzKbm5mjyiUx8wPbz6tlnYSoFH1VLrUInltjyq2gN7w70ui8C152VFFJHDwLr-wb5fd3R3TQO-pp-os8z9n_qwqN05f8/s1600-h/1+blueIMG_1158.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394412199052562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdepcAnmePZ3RD5T6xNR92XCM0YlbgDkmAFJz1o7a0cyz122PzKbm5mjyiUx8wPbz6tlnYSoFH1VLrUInltjyq2gN7w70ui8C152VFFJHDwLr-wb5fd3R3TQO-pp-os8z9n_qwqN05f8/s400/1+blueIMG_1158.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> I love this set of four blue wine glasses. They match several sets of my favorite China.<br /><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxLZCWHdVlWP8cCfMXe99usY9MROC5MDNdq0BQ6RU_JkTN16h_ksfuxoCTr1SbD-LKSpib_l7j_pvaXOHuvw0UrRbVoFnqeY-wDkSFXBuI78Ra1Hn0EldQqlsQ-5KMF6-oLvEb311zF8/s1600-h/2+blueIMG_1160.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394409217540626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxLZCWHdVlWP8cCfMXe99usY9MROC5MDNdq0BQ6RU_JkTN16h_ksfuxoCTr1SbD-LKSpib_l7j_pvaXOHuvw0UrRbVoFnqeY-wDkSFXBuI78Ra1Hn0EldQqlsQ-5KMF6-oLvEb311zF8/s400/2+blueIMG_1160.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">This is a vase that my daughter bought for me in a thrift shop.<br /><br /></span><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpudK8hGhr6I9aF97JF9C_wkue2dPM-Rw9H1AXqRSef0n4blhatrOjIy_PsyixO4MdNJd2gezTmWof4WQeimrvRaA25JXz95oGDNApseekAFpm8L4lv1mQNYLiAuMvYICMccl8m3ywQPw/s1600-h/3+blueIMG_1163.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394406127365010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpudK8hGhr6I9aF97JF9C_wkue2dPM-Rw9H1AXqRSef0n4blhatrOjIy_PsyixO4MdNJd2gezTmWof4WQeimrvRaA25JXz95oGDNApseekAFpm8L4lv1mQNYLiAuMvYICMccl8m3ywQPw/s400/3+blueIMG_1163.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> This is one of my many button jars. It's a blue jar. I thought that it would be fun to go through the buttons in the jar and pull out the blue buttons.<br /><br /></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Sally at </span><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> hosts Blue Monday. The Blue Monday posts grow each week. Stop by to visit her and join in the fun. Thanks Sally for being a wonderful hostess!<br /></span></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-49746489846683399342009-04-02T19:24:00.000-07:002009-04-02T20:13:15.589-07:00Quilting<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>I am so excited. Daughters Michele and Stephanie and I are taking a quilting class that will begin at the end of the month. We will be making a Log Cabin quilt. "A log cabin quilt is a great pattern for novice quilters. It's a familiar, traditional design so the finished product will surely make the novice feel a sense of accomplishing a time-honored craft and it's made with straight lines, so learning to maneuver the pieces of fabric isn't as complicated as a more intricate pattern might be."<br />Last Friday evening Dear Daughters and I went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">JoAnn</span> Fabrics to select our fabric. We are making double/queen quilts. These are the supplies that we needed. Center 1/4 yard; 1st light 1/2 yard; 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> light 1/2 yard; 3rd light 1 1/4 yard; 1st dark 3/4 yard; 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nd</span> dark 1 yard; 3rd dark 1 1/2 yard; border 1 1 yard; border 2 1 1/2 yard' binding, 1 yard; backing 6 1/2 yard; and batting 101 x 129.<img class="gl_spell" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /><br />Dear Daughters have made quilts before and Daughter Stephanie is an expert. As Michele and I had such difficulty selecting our fabrics, we decided that we would purchase the same fabric as Stephanie selected. The only difference is my backing is purple while Stephanie's and Michele's are a shade of burgundy.<br />We spent almost three hours in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">JoAnn</span> Fabrics. It took two hours for the clerks to cut our fabric. They were very, very kind. </em></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>This is a Log Cabin design quilt. </em></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJqJyhmcsI2KpenM6JHbosxRgCJVZkDqqfWvfw_Fk5-GINWBqNIxmiYN6UhHkydq3BI8LpWe-zUXZb54UtquJ8Ou_xhIE37mXXhRxHJcl7zi00RPj9cOx7WDve03xcT5yBkO6Ce9BvQg/s1600-h/10+quilt.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290275696197970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJqJyhmcsI2KpenM6JHbosxRgCJVZkDqqfWvfw_Fk5-GINWBqNIxmiYN6UhHkydq3BI8LpWe-zUXZb54UtquJ8Ou_xhIE37mXXhRxHJcl7zi00RPj9cOx7WDve03xcT5yBkO6Ce9BvQg/s400/10+quilt.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />The Career & Technology Center has cutting equipment but I bought my own so that I can work on my quilt at home. </em></span><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUWENVNJONzjokU3Eoy1PyVk__z76dCM_VVXRMp5422fegj8AyiFZwvZG6hy88J_dVlLQmfa06fDb3chsUJewbQoq-bb0bww-hhUvBooElWggqDsRFciS13JTQjh55qbsuKZfPPIVvSRY/s1600-h/8quiltIMG_1137.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290270841576114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUWENVNJONzjokU3Eoy1PyVk__z76dCM_VVXRMp5422fegj8AyiFZwvZG6hy88J_dVlLQmfa06fDb3chsUJewbQoq-bb0bww-hhUvBooElWggqDsRFciS13JTQjh55qbsuKZfPPIVvSRY/s400/8quiltIMG_1137.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><br />I need extra bobbins and thread. I decided this would be an appropriate time to purchase a good pair of scissors.<br /></em></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBgRXE2Xx8G4ALLJ_MoJSsBh4LbmPZCK6bpDbuHvWKTnsXDMUlUalcTwXhIJoZF26x7twYtrJKloc32Pi6nXeB9Cw_ztTn3K-hAlbc1oGWuXLDRr-V1wUdHti2hcnBoFr_lCRWCQWxpo/s1600-h/7quiltIMG_1139.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290266313785010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBgRXE2Xx8G4ALLJ_MoJSsBh4LbmPZCK6bpDbuHvWKTnsXDMUlUalcTwXhIJoZF26x7twYtrJKloc32Pi6nXeB9Cw_ztTn3K-hAlbc1oGWuXLDRr-V1wUdHti2hcnBoFr_lCRWCQWxpo/s400/7quiltIMG_1139.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />This fabric will be the center block.<br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDc4JoQCQjn6d-924WjDTKnEG-xjCTFfqJnwKbGloODB7AhI7yRbPc8uuXk9Ip8FjRcMeOtvuIMPqhCgBGjJw5PWuMiyvx-TLqq5RXWK8O65ho2kMwO67fM2DreY88DK39Ycf6wNO2J6U/s1600-h/6quiltIMG_1141.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289919970702418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDc4JoQCQjn6d-924WjDTKnEG-xjCTFfqJnwKbGloODB7AhI7yRbPc8uuXk9Ip8FjRcMeOtvuIMPqhCgBGjJw5PWuMiyvx-TLqq5RXWK8O65ho2kMwO67fM2DreY88DK39Ycf6wNO2J6U/s400/6quiltIMG_1141.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><br />These are other fabrics that we (Daughter Stephanie) selected.<br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-V1W0j173kQlXjKUKWJ4WgP9AfKkS_-cST4b93Bw64hE4VZNwBFb55rqDUbcJWT3ui4CmUZaVNgJXuY2EYfQlQkOGMJjw9qUdQLr5549zl-jHZCh6V8RfuWkdkcjD4uBzskrKtwG7Eh8/s1600-h/5quiltIMG_1143.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289922047098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-V1W0j173kQlXjKUKWJ4WgP9AfKkS_-cST4b93Bw64hE4VZNwBFb55rqDUbcJWT3ui4CmUZaVNgJXuY2EYfQlQkOGMJjw9qUdQLr5549zl-jHZCh6V8RfuWkdkcjD4uBzskrKtwG7Eh8/s400/5quiltIMG_1143.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lUK16VDOOffrqlO8hOrP6h4wBztwkipDIuKfbUeWZOYe-f4KmVBpvTa_zjSUJ039KszBICkN6JHqLCkJHIusw3UgKM1ilGEEtRdnDWF9qAmTDK8Yo8KYi2SffW1lRogxLlbKgGsqctY/s1600-h/4quiltIMG_1147.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289915504255218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lUK16VDOOffrqlO8hOrP6h4wBztwkipDIuKfbUeWZOYe-f4KmVBpvTa_zjSUJ039KszBICkN6JHqLCkJHIusw3UgKM1ilGEEtRdnDWF9qAmTDK8Yo8KYi2SffW1lRogxLlbKgGsqctY/s400/4quiltIMG_1147.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61BCPVXVtX4ZvC-P7nKjlhL-1O6Zg88qYQcZGOavRMKesptndAKd4MORUhbVqwq6Xic1eWyuaj3g-owam0PeSBtr9FDt2KUjIhXG_R9xqgsL-bInXo4gRc2-l97x6XHjEOondIV-Ht68/s1600-h/3quiltIMG_1149.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289914020905602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61BCPVXVtX4ZvC-P7nKjlhL-1O6Zg88qYQcZGOavRMKesptndAKd4MORUhbVqwq6Xic1eWyuaj3g-owam0PeSBtr9FDt2KUjIhXG_R9xqgsL-bInXo4gRc2-l97x6XHjEOondIV-Ht68/s400/3quiltIMG_1149.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlBE6UpxE5QQZEkytPs4EIQBsEnB2EnUNCZ4Fu-pZOahtFVxi0jH8Z3FEoprAdtpM-QtIS6wDH5yTsUNHETPQunw5G7GBkTt6s0fdg5i3tZR0vwAjv4bbKmpLjTsL7XGxcyP2LzmI4fZg/s1600-h/2quiltIMG_1150.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320289915250541154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlBE6UpxE5QQZEkytPs4EIQBsEnB2EnUNCZ4Fu-pZOahtFVxi0jH8Z3FEoprAdtpM-QtIS6wDH5yTsUNHETPQunw5G7GBkTt6s0fdg5i3tZR0vwAjv4bbKmpLjTsL7XGxcyP2LzmI4fZg/s400/2quiltIMG_1150.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />I am a complete novice in the art of quilt making. I'm very excited about the quilting classes and also am looking forward to spending time with Daughters Stephanie and Michele. The classes are on Thursday evenings from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. So many of my blogger friends make beautiful quilts, and you are wonderful role models. I am anticipating working on my first quilt and hope that it will lead to more.<br /></em></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-61574628617922856742009-03-30T00:00:00.000-07:002009-03-30T03:25:35.944-07:00Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpVf5fQ2BKfkuHTT3O0nB1FQ1tAAbjljXfDjBy-qyJbyxW6gJB_r46ETz8lOCiTKTCceME1PqjUq8cnwSirmcIIdNT05VcvbxN8LnjRpYSybxlxOKVVBskZdh32yViTVaMUQh_LGIwgk/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318802998054775938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpVf5fQ2BKfkuHTT3O0nB1FQ1tAAbjljXfDjBy-qyJbyxW6gJB_r46ETz8lOCiTKTCceME1PqjUq8cnwSirmcIIdNT05VcvbxN8LnjRpYSybxlxOKVVBskZdh32yViTVaMUQh_LGIwgk/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>After my mother passed away, Daughter Amber bought the house that had been my childhood home. It was my sisters and my task to go through our mother's belongings. We left the dining room table and chairs in the attic. The table was not sturdy and the chairs needed upholstered. Both the table and chairs needed refinished. My sister and I thought that we would have to dispose of the table and chairs but were not quite ready to do so. Amber has a friend whose hobby is refinishing old furniture. She had the table and chairs refinished and the chairs reupholstered. Amber was anxious for me to see the finished product. I was actually in awe of the beautiful refinished table and chairs. Of course, blue is my favorite color and that fact made them all the more appealing. I half jokingly told Amber that I would trade my dining room table and chairs for hers. She immediately agreed. She said that mine was less formal and would be better for her house. </em></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>This is the chair that was at the head of the table where Daddy sat</em></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmev4a8NFvAgfjcZ8SXw8Ds6T9zUDCtjt9hj-5kgrEY-cjGmMhR5MKGOcECebAJaPCL8XgpQF8LrRbUjTluIqVG3xAf-BFkrp0GJzYBGEKjIbnrCI9tXUpa9tzlJMMqbExk5DI0Pgn7FQ/s1600-h/3+chairIMG_1121.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318787527242633874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmev4a8NFvAgfjcZ8SXw8Ds6T9zUDCtjt9hj-5kgrEY-cjGmMhR5MKGOcECebAJaPCL8XgpQF8LrRbUjTluIqVG3xAf-BFkrp0GJzYBGEKjIbnrCI9tXUpa9tzlJMMqbExk5DI0Pgn7FQ/s400/3+chairIMG_1121.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>The table has two center pieces that I stored in the closet. After I get some help rearranging the sideboard, I plan to place the table in the center of the room.</em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YNfPRivM1UXVItY0L6FC_31izoqQbxIYF4r2A7KPWdNhsGEyfoOycP_IXnk96ZhKHtbiZ8F1a9VaK4p7OlelLmtJzixzL1dhKem0DmquQnIrgJTTNzkavNr_CFAYRhDErynV2crHBiw/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318785989425927586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YNfPRivM1UXVItY0L6FC_31izoqQbxIYF4r2A7KPWdNhsGEyfoOycP_IXnk96ZhKHtbiZ8F1a9VaK4p7OlelLmtJzixzL1dhKem0DmquQnIrgJTTNzkavNr_CFAYRhDErynV2crHBiw/s400/IMG_1136.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Sally at </em></span><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> hosts Blue Monday. The Blue Monday posts grow each week. Stop by to visit her and join in the fun. Thanks Sally for being a wonderful hostess!</em></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-70672916730197644702009-03-26T18:52:00.000-07:002009-03-27T03:18:59.725-07:00Red Hat Society Again<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em>This is the lovely antique/vintage/craft shop that is located in the former </em></span><a href="http://www.workmanhome.com/default.asp"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em>Workman's Store </em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em>in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Rockhill</span> Furnace. The Red Hat Society visited the shop after our luncheon at the Iron Rail Bed and Breakfast.<br /><br /></em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5EQn7KSWmaQYwq0tPUNx-Eudz2c3h-HFeprjU1m3a_GvGzIYJxUfP7QCEF9UCH2UOwF_Krr3gNfAD7nXAelYQC-Q8mrGdout8HFrqpzUwrU-B6yigOByIgLZO6JAmF4TgZxKgoeo6EEc/s1600-h/shop+2.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317680859822151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5EQn7KSWmaQYwq0tPUNx-Eudz2c3h-HFeprjU1m3a_GvGzIYJxUfP7QCEF9UCH2UOwF_Krr3gNfAD7nXAelYQC-Q8mrGdout8HFrqpzUwrU-B6yigOByIgLZO6JAmF4TgZxKgoeo6EEc/s400/shop+2.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em> </em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEh_2m-jz3Jzex4omxd2QxhQjgQMcckAWvQ_MDcli_Z1DxP7F4MJFvh7OUeoF88wLLA2sd7_PN7cVTCJCtG_gN0fiCKuPZbMozHbWqxBNUbYMrWKqGkLzW7nEqX5_BFZYjd6vqnGR7yY/s1600-h/IMG_1032.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317680853432363762" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fSeN1GWbakLQKZaYSYnn5HjIXIHyN-DmAQKMH2E6e1h-Tlhdzhn9CQtZAG5opdXhyphenhyphenCihPyOtCH5GZ7r8lzxbrsEW_amxG5ml6-TDoJ16JT-uU1wcMf3TZDkMneJtZeC4TdVqDOFKum0/s400/IMG_1019.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em><br />I saw many things that I would like to purchase. There were lovely spring wreaths. The owner, a beautiful lady, gave me the hours that the shop is open. I will visit again over the weekend when I have time to peruse the many unique items. In the summer, the shop also sells old fashioned Sundaes and other ice cream delicacies.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em></em></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><em>I hope that you enjoyed the activities of our local Red Hat Society! I am anticipating purchasing a new Spring red hat!!!<br /></em></span><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-45213446733725671072009-03-25T00:00:00.000-07:002009-03-25T00:00:00.578-07:00Fun with the Red Hat SocietyLast week our Red Hat Society ladies had a lovely luncheon at <a href="http://www.ironrailbandb.com/">The Iron Rail Bed & Breakfast.</a> The lunch was exquisite and was served by the owner who was a very cordial host. As you can see, everyone was dressed in grand attire.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhct4Wj7fMoOAe99_jIIRuI4WEgftMsOWp1pIrjAHaFFan1JBYFnvKFqpE9-ARlrvZksp3KkXuIqh6N3kI4BByl-b469XR00aFKFzTMxRH4n9kqtw_KNAUSxqaiz2jdspcwSNNhHP6E5xg/s1600-h/red+hat+6.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904386582022754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhct4Wj7fMoOAe99_jIIRuI4WEgftMsOWp1pIrjAHaFFan1JBYFnvKFqpE9-ARlrvZksp3KkXuIqh6N3kI4BByl-b469XR00aFKFzTMxRH4n9kqtw_KNAUSxqaiz2jdspcwSNNhHP6E5xg/s400/red+hat+6.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDqp27V2WKP7PNm6RjWXUDEtKLg4DXCCpwdaRj9rxb_HMxSOxgp0E1yUvUeHTHIFM1dkDlvknabdtf7mL6vm3b8TqZBCsBA1vjiA-kmeQc4wgH9vOMVp0kHvOkEyWUpyIjhdQehA-wm0/s1600-h/red+hat+5.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904154860838754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDqp27V2WKP7PNm6RjWXUDEtKLg4DXCCpwdaRj9rxb_HMxSOxgp0E1yUvUeHTHIFM1dkDlvknabdtf7mL6vm3b8TqZBCsBA1vjiA-kmeQc4wgH9vOMVp0kHvOkEyWUpyIjhdQehA-wm0/s400/red+hat+5.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6yRkVd1UPmRLzeXt0BDKFjP2x5YplOfs1I73cCoHJi8hqtf9raTv8urowKPk48PFRLlWMP1lHsJotBVvE3IU1GgpbAjogJeL9m9E5y1bOHW3CASVYwXKvMqw4NsgeuaQvz6P7Q5zA8I/s1600-h/red+hat+4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904152904998866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6yRkVd1UPmRLzeXt0BDKFjP2x5YplOfs1I73cCoHJi8hqtf9raTv8urowKPk48PFRLlWMP1lHsJotBVvE3IU1GgpbAjogJeL9m9E5y1bOHW3CASVYwXKvMqw4NsgeuaQvz6P7Q5zA8I/s400/red+hat+4.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904149958491042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ZoI4SpKILb7BgFQl4L4MF85mRhv9pMzzO68YMF0JO6uTatYorVO2jVh6vrQo3MR5dJaLjmRtgKQyklyp6LRT6BCXVy9pXadqO7UUep8N3lQU3mwVJJZbO5Y1tTerJC1_4-WuHAanU1Q/s400/red+hat+2.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIlHZkrn821O5536ylQnGHr3jJThQlXm8KPYQAWT4ZpYYef2PIThGAT8JjNxGCmubOM2Uh74uvONJI5-bQiRDGsic6H5JKSZqiqomIqan6anEYVScltHbrKbck8zOcyPbZANIUnwKnRY/s1600-h/red+hat+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904151766073938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIlHZkrn821O5536ylQnGHr3jJThQlXm8KPYQAWT4ZpYYef2PIThGAT8JjNxGCmubOM2Uh74uvONJI5-bQiRDGsic6H5JKSZqiqomIqan6anEYVScltHbrKbck8zOcyPbZANIUnwKnRY/s400/red+hat+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />After lunch, our host treated us to a tour of the house. The house was built in 1885 for the superintendent of the East Broadtop Railroad. </div><div> </div><div align="center">This beautiful coal stove is actually used.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFi_29iqz7hwIM-mSeifsJ-kH06B1Lqx-8F9bNUCb-6CLSHRuFLbEv3YrmplxYJ2Sdw9apeLT86qgUbtBDh-i48bqjFFm9tdoqN6Tx8HZT3Hz21h48pmodJOIo_whWhLsY1aq-WP1hewI/s1600-h/red+hat+g.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904151159262754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFi_29iqz7hwIM-mSeifsJ-kH06B1Lqx-8F9bNUCb-6CLSHRuFLbEv3YrmplxYJ2Sdw9apeLT86qgUbtBDh-i48bqjFFm9tdoqN6Tx8HZT3Hz21h48pmodJOIo_whWhLsY1aq-WP1hewI/s400/red+hat+g.JPG" border="0" /></a>This antique organ fascinated me.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mgci-yeTwW4M7KmoL8kvnqh8WDSDQynPf6aqUBq6wu5usPKalZ6GfTpPCwrB_WbOgj4fdNTIMRhI3bGG_X4yLslAMQBbui1FDDjKzlCb1QJYaXvrsEA9tgXZJyIbDKSimHxD6NdbK6c/s1600-h/red+hat+f.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903825350024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mgci-yeTwW4M7KmoL8kvnqh8WDSDQynPf6aqUBq6wu5usPKalZ6GfTpPCwrB_WbOgj4fdNTIMRhI3bGG_X4yLslAMQBbui1FDDjKzlCb1QJYaXvrsEA9tgXZJyIbDKSimHxD6NdbK6c/s400/red+hat+f.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is an area in one of the bedrooms.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBy72EctGbjclZCbqje-KKjSqDtWVUmvjP_vEZZ1oZpvBqmA-Hp9UMA8CUz5uo5gccjiUGZbDqqy7IQv71kmU3bCqaLNDyGRJCrJdpKJflqZW7shpo9sdNOWmNppP8hoOd_loh28ICCG0/s1600-h/red+hat+e.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903814340430306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBy72EctGbjclZCbqje-KKjSqDtWVUmvjP_vEZZ1oZpvBqmA-Hp9UMA8CUz5uo5gccjiUGZbDqqy7IQv71kmU3bCqaLNDyGRJCrJdpKJflqZW7shpo9sdNOWmNppP8hoOd_loh28ICCG0/s400/red+hat+e.JPG" border="0" /></a> A sitting area in a bedroom.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHbWoNu9UL0kG695GQQr3AtosX75MhEbvy6tVTirnXDrgfeQl1ASzj_auHglpGteuMOhajvd-iveEh7E_zPrvXWRpJLq4AXobtTTN_4qkYZbwm6HtfMfTcGO55Kd-y2nc0D5aP_1QRT3s/s1600-h/red+hat+c.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903808691658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHbWoNu9UL0kG695GQQr3AtosX75MhEbvy6tVTirnXDrgfeQl1ASzj_auHglpGteuMOhajvd-iveEh7E_zPrvXWRpJLq4AXobtTTN_4qkYZbwm6HtfMfTcGO55Kd-y2nc0D5aP_1QRT3s/s400/red+hat+c.JPG" border="0" /></a> A lovely bedroom. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaSOK2gJ-gV_y1IdQb8wIytwo6Vyy4yvwu4-bbITEPI7nklFB3TI0wZRGV4KPn0mZncU3BZszmMNvp4yBatRxznqYTTinL98aXITGtfAFY7lqePYV5Gv-fEeDNR44yDUb97pHTX61nHY/s1600-h/red+hat+b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903812501659730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaSOK2gJ-gV_y1IdQb8wIytwo6Vyy4yvwu4-bbITEPI7nklFB3TI0wZRGV4KPn0mZncU3BZszmMNvp4yBatRxznqYTTinL98aXITGtfAFY7lqePYV5Gv-fEeDNR44yDUb97pHTX61nHY/s400/red+hat+b.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the bedrooms has a claw foot tub in its bathroom.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGlqCGtwRj90AaDLXFZSm104xnwfmh5Rxm2wVLMWejNY1WW7rbtZLVwoMgXXCm8aVz-75PUspeG4BD9UA-5VVsUXmMMyUWS9BaHNJLLeCYMau2rwTZOmquAuXfOg2RISWKw5m10oo8Og/s1600-h/red+hat+a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316903801981275186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGlqCGtwRj90AaDLXFZSm104xnwfmh5Rxm2wVLMWejNY1WW7rbtZLVwoMgXXCm8aVz-75PUspeG4BD9UA-5VVsUXmMMyUWS9BaHNJLLeCYMau2rwTZOmquAuXfOg2RISWKw5m10oo8Og/s400/red+hat+a.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />My next post will be of the antique/vintage/craft shop that we visited which is located near The Iron Rail Bed & Breakfast.Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-78792528496635698872009-03-23T00:00:00.000-07:002009-03-23T00:00:00.538-07:00Successful Fund Raiser and a Suprise<em>Sherry Jo's Memorial Scholarship fund raising dinner was a huge success. Daughter Michele was in charge of things and did a wonderful job.</em><br /><em></em><br /><div align="center"><em>The day started with Stephanie presenting my sister, Cissy, and me with a hap made from Sherry's jeans.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAC1AFW-AALhZvAabj8dA0wuy7nP8mwDTdfwrj6rDpP8H_uft815EAd7cmSvY7Z_akg67_wirp4fu5ftwOxVOKugFMe5Qex1hpvW9Bw1i83zHb4eVXx2w5-kV2Psr-ZrsTiUMbkixmKWI/s1600-h/dinner+cis+dinny+haps.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316184531057130290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAC1AFW-AALhZvAabj8dA0wuy7nP8mwDTdfwrj6rDpP8H_uft815EAd7cmSvY7Z_akg67_wirp4fu5ftwOxVOKugFMe5Qex1hpvW9Bw1i83zHb4eVXx2w5-kV2Psr-ZrsTiUMbkixmKWI/s400/dinner+cis+dinny+haps.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Jocasta who owns her own restaurant business volunteered her time.<br /></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXICY-D3EjcVw3eNotVCcJMnFxuQrEefjlOPqpEH5_1BrB6KzHbS1ZeqKE2husvQDd-HnjqEiQbAq482XG2nQbLFsi2hHkTCj61RG0Fo8gMN8o8zrBNQOrOVMkklHjCuKe6CeSIXvlPNw/s1600-h/dinner+cissy+jo.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316184532034118818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXICY-D3EjcVw3eNotVCcJMnFxuQrEefjlOPqpEH5_1BrB6KzHbS1ZeqKE2husvQDd-HnjqEiQbAq482XG2nQbLFsi2hHkTCj61RG0Fo8gMN8o8zrBNQOrOVMkklHjCuKe6CeSIXvlPNw/s400/dinner+cissy+jo.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Some of the helpers took some time out for a little conversation.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCvK23zV7a_EGJD0xj70jVG8HGjf7Bmkz_vpn5d-b7_yGOA8GTjx06DQ7Q7YBShTemSdsEJJwHSTfpis_li_a0hZVLrvMIJgb6L0Rx2JFNFItvT3i7z6ixg9LiGt1Gfy4iM5HTB1Zg-s/s1600-h/dinner+prep.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316184524036358178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCvK23zV7a_EGJD0xj70jVG8HGjf7Bmkz_vpn5d-b7_yGOA8GTjx06DQ7Q7YBShTemSdsEJJwHSTfpis_li_a0hZVLrvMIJgb6L0Rx2JFNFItvT3i7z6ixg9LiGt1Gfy4iM5HTB1Zg-s/s400/dinner+prep.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />The people started arriving at 2:00 p.m.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctylapBm-k211UCgEQLGHiSsi_LaZEIJoGyr0EGuPBLJw3i79v-hQOD5-y2D2t5ZIUiNahUt4Fg1GSC_RGGwVClFX-UquCmAHN7r1aG7z-rtxief7yWgL7-PvnqJG2LSP61rp28hvybs/s1600-h/dinner+people+eating.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316184524145082066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctylapBm-k211UCgEQLGHiSsi_LaZEIJoGyr0EGuPBLJw3i79v-hQOD5-y2D2t5ZIUiNahUt4Fg1GSC_RGGwVClFX-UquCmAHN7r1aG7z-rtxief7yWgL7-PvnqJG2LSP61rp28hvybs/s400/dinner+people+eating.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> There was a steady flow all afternoon.</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilLH09-QzYz3JDf1MAZjTPsmYlX0yNLoMIDFbaawcHntanqYzbwvvYL_m2vRmYHv786r9sfXSaaTTXtCaMujCfu3pkKVys120IgCKHcOfuvUSjUTD19Lxr36cfWaaZ8MrYvdw9EjfOtQ/s1600-h/dinner+people+2.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316184509746296514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilLH09-QzYz3JDf1MAZjTPsmYlX0yNLoMIDFbaawcHntanqYzbwvvYL_m2vRmYHv786r9sfXSaaTTXtCaMujCfu3pkKVys120IgCKHcOfuvUSjUTD19Lxr36cfWaaZ8MrYvdw9EjfOtQ/s400/dinner+people+2.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em>The last meals were served at about 5:30 p.m.<br /></em><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJknqPErLO2AjUkP6OnlZ1-TqsursKbmdJ7qZ4jgG4LRhhI1Y-xGeGspjwKbK7auNxT6nPZeF1evmSoSN9hzzeA_plEoQ49aeKz6CD2T7tVyDj1IBmwq5PSq6wXdQMGhfQ-tnzjdqz_mk/s1600-h/dinner+people.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316180447599065234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJknqPErLO2AjUkP6OnlZ1-TqsursKbmdJ7qZ4jgG4LRhhI1Y-xGeGspjwKbK7auNxT6nPZeF1evmSoSN9hzzeA_plEoQ49aeKz6CD2T7tVyDj1IBmwq5PSq6wXdQMGhfQ-tnzjdqz_mk/s400/dinner+people.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em>Friends and family helped by baking delicious cakes. The students at the Career and Technology Center made cupcakes for the take out meals.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ayKveSJfp2xiCRG-kEjOA3zVB9sjayERyQvZO_B_6VoB1eKuN6XTMjcCUseRAGteOMJl-aIVWg1o36MOvCn_YzF2281IS5tbIGD88bV_KGTTP1ljrfdqUQH14nx33oglat3dVyexbB0/s1600-h/dinner+desserts.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316180444046675650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ayKveSJfp2xiCRG-kEjOA3zVB9sjayERyQvZO_B_6VoB1eKuN6XTMjcCUseRAGteOMJl-aIVWg1o36MOvCn_YzF2281IS5tbIGD88bV_KGTTP1ljrfdqUQH14nx33oglat3dVyexbB0/s400/dinner+desserts.JPG" border="0" /></em></a></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>Sheila, Michele, and Michael<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_qEjQ34466WsifS4sIsewV_V7YYQSkzP9V56NMbuR4mE3ncy3jZzUXP4Dayu44-yh__lKsjUAttUqAN2Wg_Go44H5qOoM35eYPXRIpnDZbgfx2JHb0lCc81Juj0AGdsu7k0mXdLEzMs/s1600-h/dinner+michael+etc.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316180437988765842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_qEjQ34466WsifS4sIsewV_V7YYQSkzP9V56NMbuR4mE3ncy3jZzUXP4Dayu44-yh__lKsjUAttUqAN2Wg_Go44H5qOoM35eYPXRIpnDZbgfx2JHb0lCc81Juj0AGdsu7k0mXdLEzMs/s400/dinner+michael+etc.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em>Mallory and Wade<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRd-FHATOHPTizCWgBNhIlIsUS3mg9CBnS3N342bOUtZ1JjKfrrRjDs4ipuj2wKA6d2yZO2jelNaatiZJP5KXsMKWEVw5KEqS1CNEEQt_SEMn2T73cFiUBTkbItHeuYSL8baj24JD7_64/s1600-h/dinner+mallory+wade.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316180436721793250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRd-FHATOHPTizCWgBNhIlIsUS3mg9CBnS3N342bOUtZ1JjKfrrRjDs4ipuj2wKA6d2yZO2jelNaatiZJP5KXsMKWEVw5KEqS1CNEEQt_SEMn2T73cFiUBTkbItHeuYSL8baj24JD7_64/s400/dinner+mallory+wade.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Jennifer with Seth<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4C-tkFRhpAVIc1eeFMjecK8q_IzfhMBm5t0RFzlp91Z499N8rlxtuwbrS9upGTNgLsz9TTtWX150yI9qn2pzfsWZcCQ2s8ggbMM8G1ROaZpJx0j66J-7LMoCqGr3-MoZRavKuLxKHpFc/s1600-h/dinner+jenn+seth.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316180424782035474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4C-tkFRhpAVIc1eeFMjecK8q_IzfhMBm5t0RFzlp91Z499N8rlxtuwbrS9upGTNgLsz9TTtWX150yI9qn2pzfsWZcCQ2s8ggbMM8G1ROaZpJx0j66J-7LMoCqGr3-MoZRavKuLxKHpFc/s400/dinner+jenn+seth.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Dawson </em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3O-oU1UCSCG0F3OAlxUBshxmmBKWUBXm_mfSMX2-kqGwbBL2PVL3vRbthNeU8XakcbAqXjIMmG0EEzYcN38jbeMPyebfItSYL_ACbHxaYDT8hXg_qAkHsDmWJMgFfmuP_tyhIv3GgGq0/s1600-h/dinner+dawson.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316178754732600514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3O-oU1UCSCG0F3OAlxUBshxmmBKWUBXm_mfSMX2-kqGwbBL2PVL3vRbthNeU8XakcbAqXjIMmG0EEzYcN38jbeMPyebfItSYL_ACbHxaYDT8hXg_qAkHsDmWJMgFfmuP_tyhIv3GgGq0/s400/dinner+dawson.JPG" border="0" /></em></a></div><div><div><em>Cissy, Sweetie, Amber, Sheila</em></div><div><em>Jennifer, Michele, Stephanie</em></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_1kYv6xp4JcxrRl9R6v-6WlAksmxwZx0TlCryOl8vYj03gIQTbLLQvxTf1EhIO7qucKezY5uexXwB9MLmjlles3sB_NM9ASV1rbiqF3Ngpc5_tc6bbLNNoxSEIwOcWgT9Y3lyYK0Efk/s1600-h/dinner+cooks.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316178752693381714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_1kYv6xp4JcxrRl9R6v-6WlAksmxwZx0TlCryOl8vYj03gIQTbLLQvxTf1EhIO7qucKezY5uexXwB9MLmjlles3sB_NM9ASV1rbiqF3Ngpc5_tc6bbLNNoxSEIwOcWgT9Y3lyYK0Efk/s400/dinner+cooks.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><div><em>This is Brooke, Sherry's youngest daughter.<br /></em><div><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316178742243495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmOPElcIzl94s6dDzw7q3s7Rngloa_Hff40d0FAdFmeRptakdBp1ntrinEFNbO_yfYyBcDr6x1OQ7LphlhNkScgg4yQitATstmQ7sqa_dJcg00_pxtRZ4m_ugQP0GwVbYShFfHH9XvIzg/s400/dinner+brooke.JPG" border="0" />Sheila and Benton<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3eh8OhNn6cN1-5IhCTj4Ma4LUqjiFGJ053baZBhnWWwSUz1X9ublR5PNGhY31nR4pdGr49I7de82P5moywjIp8HD4uBEyJKpXm9JhzEXubulrJDgW-ANS5tU3p1J_dNrjbOcsMQEXQU8/s1600-h/dinner+benton+sheila.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316178734522743058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3eh8OhNn6cN1-5IhCTj4Ma4LUqjiFGJ053baZBhnWWwSUz1X9ublR5PNGhY31nR4pdGr49I7de82P5moywjIp8HD4uBEyJKpXm9JhzEXubulrJDgW-ANS5tU3p1J_dNrjbOcsMQEXQU8/s400/dinner+benton+sheila.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Austin<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij16VmRWwLRZQhu8yMt2WwYHbMtPuvln0-8qdHgfGahxxjj-qBWYnyyUFQw9K0ypl9pTrbUvOKKxQF9wr7BAxIT6HiAxI2YigsaFPmJYXkyQJVx241n3GcED5HJP7hLjPT5CFehgMHiGA/s1600-h/dinner+austin.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316176308362991522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij16VmRWwLRZQhu8yMt2WwYHbMtPuvln0-8qdHgfGahxxjj-qBWYnyyUFQw9K0ypl9pTrbUvOKKxQF9wr7BAxIT6HiAxI2YigsaFPmJYXkyQJVx241n3GcED5HJP7hLjPT5CFehgMHiGA/s400/dinner+austin.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Amber and Haylee Sherryann<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbgTRQtbww9mTpwf3FP6DEQ2GskVaLZ-P9lAyvLwymC0aoFw8ZA29hE88rAUdgIhSr8MjLGxeo14T0uo3l9POWTpLEx5bT8U9phib_YlP_6Nedz13W5xWkN-2RrxqAqhEkfemfaSn_UA/s1600-h/dinner+amber+haylee.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316176305284788370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbgTRQtbww9mTpwf3FP6DEQ2GskVaLZ-P9lAyvLwymC0aoFw8ZA29hE88rAUdgIhSr8MjLGxeo14T0uo3l9POWTpLEx5bT8U9phib_YlP_6Nedz13W5xWkN-2RrxqAqhEkfemfaSn_UA/s400/dinner+amber+haylee.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Ashley, Sherry's second daughter, and precious Haylee Sherryann<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5adZ6XwmGS35eGhrZvOSHAl4rZErLvHvzt6JMk-NxvRWwL7gqg6QSmQ1ygZF7rTmaU_vgwZDRKlqN8B1WRftpO1Zid0YPc0gIhX1WrqvUy2niRI5wfuguFLkg3WT3ZKjgfix0XhLY-0M/s1600-h/dinner+ashley+sherry.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316176293374234930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5adZ6XwmGS35eGhrZvOSHAl4rZErLvHvzt6JMk-NxvRWwL7gqg6QSmQ1ygZF7rTmaU_vgwZDRKlqN8B1WRftpO1Zid0YPc0gIhX1WrqvUy2niRI5wfuguFLkg3WT3ZKjgfix0XhLY-0M/s400/dinner+ashley+sherry.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> The big surprise!!!!</em></div><div><em>Nancy of </em><a href="http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-meet-sweetie.html"><em>Knitting Paths of Life </em></a><em>and her wonderful husband, George, drove five hours to attend the dinner and to meet my family and me. I was overwhelmed to meet her. She and George are wonderful. Nancy brought a embroidered tote for me and a lovely embroidered outfit for Haylee Sherryann. Nancy embroidered Haylee Sherryann's name on the outfit and also brought several samples of her name in different fonts that can be used with other outfits. Please visit Nancy and see the pictures she posted of my tote and Haylee Sherryann's outfit.</em><a href="http://knittingpathsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-meet-sweetie.html"><br /></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Prw9Out7CyPCXTI9Vn_hwqh7LNHPiuH6cXv28EaSHNfhASRA9yxzk3Hb1iocez3qwbkkmk49cDDoQ6AOQH0af4u2hWHPzJ4DbHCmtnayJr6MC-tudjuyRbSRDiDMYByS76pfhcjtTDs/s1600-h/2dinner+sweetie+nancy+george.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316176290889324642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Prw9Out7CyPCXTI9Vn_hwqh7LNHPiuH6cXv28EaSHNfhASRA9yxzk3Hb1iocez3qwbkkmk49cDDoQ6AOQH0af4u2hWHPzJ4DbHCmtnayJr6MC-tudjuyRbSRDiDMYByS76pfhcjtTDs/s400/2dinner+sweetie+nancy+george.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> I was not the only one touched by Nancy's and George's visit. My daughters and grandchildren are so very happy for me. They remarked over and over how special Nancy and George are. </em> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VsKaphXsfBp1oMTY4Hi70f5kzM589r7Iic8omMS4Ugo6xiyYhXNSJj4VXuHKSv4UqJtcXEdgnSvukA676ZjvCsf22T0OBwMfnd06MmylGESfnmEZ1JR5KPK0T-fMGBjzb3f3gNezR1s/s1600-h/1dinner+sweetie+george+nancy.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316176281773334114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VsKaphXsfBp1oMTY4Hi70f5kzM589r7Iic8omMS4Ugo6xiyYhXNSJj4VXuHKSv4UqJtcXEdgnSvukA676ZjvCsf22T0OBwMfnd06MmylGESfnmEZ1JR5KPK0T-fMGBjzb3f3gNezR1s/s400/1dinner+sweetie+george+nancy.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Thank you Nancy and George for making the day even more special. We think that we will be able to award two scholarships in Sherry's name and will do it every year.<br /></em></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-43800925700179069372009-03-15T13:21:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:31:18.271-07:00A Week's Hiatus<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I had a busy week last week and will have a busier week this week. I am going to take a week's hiatus from blogging. This is a brief description of this week's activities. All week I will be working on the spaghetti dinner we are planning to help support the Sherry Jo Memorial Scholarship that will be held on Saturday. I also hope to have time to go to Curves at least a few times.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Monday</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I have a business meeting and Bible study.</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2fl9Zeb4PfDu7ixDoHp8UWouPf48NCDnlVIf5k7BSxX5XrSDKUSCjTjeIChASCL4swvqlwVmGWYKr3v5j2iNwtGvzLRN1GDWb2jDKQAJWtZVG8v5pV2cYEMCR4EHNNateG4OLArYoSI/s1600-h/5bible4-thumb.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313524432155990402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2fl9Zeb4PfDu7ixDoHp8UWouPf48NCDnlVIf5k7BSxX5XrSDKUSCjTjeIChASCL4swvqlwVmGWYKr3v5j2iNwtGvzLRN1GDWb2jDKQAJWtZVG8v5pV2cYEMCR4EHNNateG4OLArYoSI/s400/5bible4-thumb.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Tuesday</strong> </span></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I have an appointment out of town to get my taxes done.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI1zk0L5su0WTTGIkv2kaDEvjaM9V5MsGT0lLtBI1ClYvwaVr97eR-YFCa8B3pDZd9tmVXdPd335nkoTL3e930ASmEc7qRkpSY65ZPmDSysnzURfIYKkgCnLqNeMAYaEq4IIlIGAepV5M/s1600-h/3irslogo.gif"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522139776259698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI1zk0L5su0WTTGIkv2kaDEvjaM9V5MsGT0lLtBI1ClYvwaVr97eR-YFCa8B3pDZd9tmVXdPd335nkoTL3e930ASmEc7qRkpSY65ZPmDSysnzURfIYKkgCnLqNeMAYaEq4IIlIGAepV5M/s400/3irslogo.gif" border="0" /></span></a><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Wednesday</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I have a fun meeting with the Red Hat Society. I'll take pictures this time.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYV4C318X_O3_HLCqt0ultv5wv6K1iA1PRPi_FdaJrZn5ZPUbbFLnMdrlhwcqKdHO1IM9gC4a8HO-2ohiCwAXmBVa_57xRNkLe6_9lpkNCE9wEAnjmYD73VGc-mNDyY9vazvjiJ7R0Zk/s1600-h/2+250px-Redhatsocietydmg.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522132840770962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYV4C318X_O3_HLCqt0ultv5wv6K1iA1PRPi_FdaJrZn5ZPUbbFLnMdrlhwcqKdHO1IM9gC4a8HO-2ohiCwAXmBVa_57xRNkLe6_9lpkNCE9wEAnjmYD73VGc-mNDyY9vazvjiJ7R0Zk/s400/2+250px-Redhatsocietydmg.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><strong>Thursday</strong></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">We are going to Altoona to pick up the supplies for the spaghetti dinner.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /> </div></span><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Friday</span></strong></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I have my annual appointment with the neurologist at Hershey Medical Center. <br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisU86pbHp3rRSNIE2UqB9eAdIkm-13vvls29PU7HU1QOd294bslbjLY8-E-Gicq43RWLcBf_Bu0x5XTYSPoW5mn76uvr4n8it6MJ-3DX9mbdAlNeAdUPtVWO5jEAo4uOMoEKJSBrUR-LI/s1600-h/1Hershey+medical+center.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522135303782082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisU86pbHp3rRSNIE2UqB9eAdIkm-13vvls29PU7HU1QOd294bslbjLY8-E-Gicq43RWLcBf_Bu0x5XTYSPoW5mn76uvr4n8it6MJ-3DX9mbdAlNeAdUPtVWO5jEAo4uOMoEKJSBrUR-LI/s400/1Hershey+medical+center.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Saturday</span></strong></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The Spaghetti Dinner</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sherry Jo Memorial Scholarship<br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiToACSwGVZgmeKavIbOB63PehFqEJPiossw29neYkT4rUywf9sj0-Qh6CkbMU9KGrXAiZVSraABMTQBxNCXbqNVTvdFtL5_BveUkOSpndRNLCHSGctOyvXlI_fn7s9SFnMmW9JmqfR12s/s1600-h/6t-shirt+picture.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522129570009314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiToACSwGVZgmeKavIbOB63PehFqEJPiossw29neYkT4rUywf9sj0-Qh6CkbMU9KGrXAiZVSraABMTQBxNCXbqNVTvdFtL5_BveUkOSpndRNLCHSGctOyvXlI_fn7s9SFnMmW9JmqfR12s/s400/6t-shirt+picture.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong> This is the decal with the picture of Sherry that is on the T-shirts that we are wearing during the dinner.</strong></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>I will be visiting blogs this week. I hope that each of you has a wonderful week!<br /></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> </span></div></div></div><br /></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-78165263264706484502009-03-10T19:50:00.000-07:002009-03-11T04:25:48.138-07:00Today<em>Today was not a good day! My house is in total chaos. I am trying to make order out of disorder. However, I seem to have lost reality. I move one step forward and two steps backward in my attempt to downsize and reorganize. The contractors finished the floor yesterday. So, ideally, I should have everything in place today – right? Wrong! I decided that I have too much stuff. I gave a deacon’s bench to Granddaughter Ashley, my grandmother’s gate leg table to Daughter Amber (I have my mother’s), and “stuff” to other daughters, granddaughters, and friends. I had the island in the kitchen covered with “stuff” which I gave away.<br /><br />Tomorrow I am getting the living room and dining room in perfect order. I am having a meeting here Thursday evening so I really have a deadline.<br /></em><div align="center"><em>I put my Willow Tree figurines in the corner curio cabinet in the living room.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaW_4WVShjOuVRjZ3XWGDcDsK8ZZQQfIGiA9LhdljiKVyGAOV5x7CTr9Wn1qBNqJPlY9-RI7SvToGNvNjiBdDklD1TAJidK9nkSv7LBF2ZAVE41_YnAG8s1fuQON44dSAqJCBg7hF8g_c/s1600-h/IMG_0960.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757861513035714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaW_4WVShjOuVRjZ3XWGDcDsK8ZZQQfIGiA9LhdljiKVyGAOV5x7CTr9Wn1qBNqJPlY9-RI7SvToGNvNjiBdDklD1TAJidK9nkSv7LBF2ZAVE41_YnAG8s1fuQON44dSAqJCBg7hF8g_c/s400/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> I can't decide whether to keep the round braided rug under the dining room table. I don't even know where to put the dining room table. </em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExOww4KL5Bxcl16LCyUgdRx83IUizT1Z87CovMWSEUok4NVRxpEXZ-igU1tWnBpV3e5Hlw44TIE9ixzINhhEawyL8lm6bABKi9HVwuukYJEY8w4PZSF8JHuSLIeFgeSAdXV4bKC05c6s/s1600-h/5-IMG_0958+(2).jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757622752428082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExOww4KL5Bxcl16LCyUgdRx83IUizT1Z87CovMWSEUok4NVRxpEXZ-igU1tWnBpV3e5Hlw44TIE9ixzINhhEawyL8lm6bABKi9HVwuukYJEY8w4PZSF8JHuSLIeFgeSAdXV4bKC05c6s/s400/5-IMG_0958+(2).jpg" border="0" /></em></a> <div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3klhU1Gv0BbtESbElHuZUh8N-Oh6QaRzn7ol1wLIj8UTEoWyGbTFwfwRHa0BJMOhyphenhyphenSJBOMHKNx3d_-5GmKTs8CWGHkpWNfVSVLuKVh1Gz6ZKzlpCwaSZb50wGTLCZtOsVwgMzwDf0cR4/s1600-h/4IMG_0954+(2).jpg"><em></em></a><em> Amidst the complete pandemonium, something wonderful happened. Granddaughter Ashely brought Haylee Sherryann and Mason for a visit. Isn't Haylee Sherryann beautiful?<br /></em></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt-61skDASPU48yr3GDg7TPPkKhuuBiKLa4zkVR_-sfz2SLRJnwmqDjTqUrclYxLbnwwV7uAYdd25B2Yixt6QQILSiNOr5jz-21BGyR6wdy_hCaFVZ8uA-6Z6kUi4ymNHoNE6br3ew1Q/s1600-h/3-IMG_0948+(2).jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757620676174130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt-61skDASPU48yr3GDg7TPPkKhuuBiKLa4zkVR_-sfz2SLRJnwmqDjTqUrclYxLbnwwV7uAYdd25B2Yixt6QQILSiNOr5jz-21BGyR6wdy_hCaFVZ8uA-6Z6kUi4ymNHoNE6br3ew1Q/s400/3-IMG_0948+(2).jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em>Mason loves to play the piano. </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhInOY8Yd5EX93rJsnuWzwLuDmyrvsc0m-Uzq6pvebUsMcs42Lk808VdMmZDNRWt2QAPGa150pg16qquOOa4V0YDKr6KwJW2EIgPFMvGbOolhw6SydPjdV88fMDBINdnvPR6zQbvFFII/s1600-h/2-IMG_0945+(2).jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757618016218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhInOY8Yd5EX93rJsnuWzwLuDmyrvsc0m-Uzq6pvebUsMcs42Lk808VdMmZDNRWt2QAPGa150pg16qquOOa4V0YDKr6KwJW2EIgPFMvGbOolhw6SydPjdV88fMDBINdnvPR6zQbvFFII/s400/2-IMG_0945+(2).jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> Sweetie, Mason, and Haylee Sherryann. Does it ever get better than this? </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5DHkHmFqfTldnAA9i76F8MxeK-dVxWeFKYyXoO-SLgeGjHTamP6c9S6K8KIjKKMO-3XeXboLkenZGvnaTmCDLYcbBH_fdbILwkoJxIeUW87b6VzOs9oGygrMwBx75vbwJKerAPu3RZAk/s1600-h/1-IMG_0953+(2).jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757614391835794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5DHkHmFqfTldnAA9i76F8MxeK-dVxWeFKYyXoO-SLgeGjHTamP6c9S6K8KIjKKMO-3XeXboLkenZGvnaTmCDLYcbBH_fdbILwkoJxIeUW87b6VzOs9oGygrMwBx75vbwJKerAPu3RZAk/s400/1-IMG_0953+(2).jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em>Once everything is in place in the living room and dining room, I will post it!<br /></em></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-29925131490581712072009-03-08T21:06:00.000-07:002009-03-08T21:06:58.648-07:00Happy Blue Monday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJqaFp85FA76KKBTZQ0fRPJX0ruynrrp4xWcY0VY1-eJC1ShHzaAJldvxizFKxAV4Obhwt6fyp_ktCC-_9vwfyuXdmD6JygMt5lgRIU1FsAqr9OsyBgbXuMy-YiPuuPmbeN27ux3uWhI/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310978008636972690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJqaFp85FA76KKBTZQ0fRPJX0ruynrrp4xWcY0VY1-eJC1ShHzaAJldvxizFKxAV4Obhwt6fyp_ktCC-_9vwfyuXdmD6JygMt5lgRIU1FsAqr9OsyBgbXuMy-YiPuuPmbeN27ux3uWhI/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><em>I always look forward to Blue Monday. There are so many wonderful Blogger Friends showing their beautiful arrays of blue. This Blue Monday the contractors will complete installing my floors so I can "spring clean" and rearrange some of my blue lovelies .</em></div><br /><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><em>These are a few pieces of pottery that I had put away. I had to empty the China cabinet so the contractors could move it. I found things that I forgot that I had. How nice!!!</em><br /></div><br /><div align="left"><em></em></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeoXfRK1SygrrCRjOT7tgVUt2vmua_U9X8wWx4d9ZCfaoX2K8CoQBcmjEovPtZUOnGQODaqY9WQSvYE7QppcEYuXZvMgh0mc6UlV6X1M0wOwzJIYhquc96FA02V9eVKugjs3ya7X-UVW8/s1600-h/blue+1.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310961364450877042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeoXfRK1SygrrCRjOT7tgVUt2vmua_U9X8wWx4d9ZCfaoX2K8CoQBcmjEovPtZUOnGQODaqY9WQSvYE7QppcEYuXZvMgh0mc6UlV6X1M0wOwzJIYhquc96FA02V9eVKugjs3ya7X-UVW8/s400/blue+1.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiInKxsNyP832C3kWf5sIvH_Lq8tWJ5N4j9VRu1788y_4ARIinizJy8orjSjtC3iseBIL-XKtgoxZUd7FclX2CWqHYx4ExS7_6bzwDyx-Gu01OfXJtxQsdVKQRqyBe1DhZkhO5eBmcgbY/s1600-h/Blue+2.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310961358080729890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiInKxsNyP832C3kWf5sIvH_Lq8tWJ5N4j9VRu1788y_4ARIinizJy8orjSjtC3iseBIL-XKtgoxZUd7FclX2CWqHYx4ExS7_6bzwDyx-Gu01OfXJtxQsdVKQRqyBe1DhZkhO5eBmcgbY/s400/Blue+2.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> </em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPkKrPZ7caNa9v7xmtS4UuiLe4DnZRKORT3YNuo53h4lIK7g6aruSRGwHqFwj0I9oXgx_caQl5qfSuAoKXs83cPzxej-wWR6Cq5bSwA9_j6u1fK26ZiQ3ELcfBwD-UBU0mw08pBlUa00/s1600-h/Blue+3.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310961354483090370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPkKrPZ7caNa9v7xmtS4UuiLe4DnZRKORT3YNuo53h4lIK7g6aruSRGwHqFwj0I9oXgx_caQl5qfSuAoKXs83cPzxej-wWR6Cq5bSwA9_j6u1fK26ZiQ3ELcfBwD-UBU0mw08pBlUa00/s400/Blue+3.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTZ3UACfaJ6tL-J4KcsI1ZLS_YMPs3mWX9GE5LB4EM7Op8Qhe0RXtq1EUhmLlG-AH7rfJYcQb5bmAvqgOanOe-LhK6iQ3KTfvSaGG0ohbfyu9KoTecgj3paSchz9kV8adsvYfTjuzl45A/s1600-h/blue+hancock.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310961343605276962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTZ3UACfaJ6tL-J4KcsI1ZLS_YMPs3mWX9GE5LB4EM7Op8Qhe0RXtq1EUhmLlG-AH7rfJYcQb5bmAvqgOanOe-LhK6iQ3KTfvSaGG0ohbfyu9KoTecgj3paSchz9kV8adsvYfTjuzl45A/s400/blue+hancock.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /><br />This "Hill Valley" crock is my favorite piece of pottery. It probably would not be special to anyone except my husband. He was born and raised in rural "Hill Valley." That is where he enjoyed nature, hunted, and went 4-wheeling during his entire life. I don't know that you would ever see"Hill Valley" on a map but it was spectacular to Johnny.<br /></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6uNIct0lb13hlXnN4Uu_eAxPrpXytW2aZCehKdIwcQkfG_3mzzjRGkUq3XfQDvKnldG4zplyepKq1rGICQth_uW7o7Slyyx_vKKPnt_jADUVLmg3fLE3pkyMUNDZe1I-LVF6ObU4wPM/s1600-h/Hill+Valley.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310961341365768978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6uNIct0lb13hlXnN4Uu_eAxPrpXytW2aZCehKdIwcQkfG_3mzzjRGkUq3XfQDvKnldG4zplyepKq1rGICQth_uW7o7Slyyx_vKKPnt_jADUVLmg3fLE3pkyMUNDZe1I-LVF6ObU4wPM/s400/Hill+Valley.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Sally at </em><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><em>http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</em></a><em> hosts Blue Monday. Sally is a multi-talented Blogger. Stop by to visit her and join in the fun. Thanks Sally for being a wonderful hostess!</em></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-13760564555967375492009-03-06T02:00:00.000-08:002009-03-25T10:04:56.130-07:00Friends<em>My grandmother always told me that friends are very important. I have always recognized the importance of friends but especially appreciate them at this time in my life. Two friends of mine, Tom and Gail, invited me to dinner with them in State College where they reside. Daughter Sheila accompanied me. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Tom and Gail live in town houses across the street from each other. Both worked with me for years at the intermediate unit. Tom was Director for Curriculum and Professional Development. While in that position, he also worked with the Department of Education on statewide projects. Tom left the intermediate unit to become a superintendent of schools. He retired from that position. Gail was an Early Childhood Consultant. She is an expert in her field and has spent time in China working on their early childhood programs. She retired after I did. She currently evaluates early childhood programs across the United States. Daughter Sheila came with me. We met at Gail's house. Then Tom drove us to the Allen Street Grill where we had a wonderful meal. </em><br /><em></em><br /><div align="center"><em><strong>Sheila, Sweetie, Gail (standing)</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Tom (sitting)</strong></em></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5PTGDkB93AgzufLyIclU60FAVoHaufiOFAn3g1n8cYfjMcSAI3mi8jw3Xaur54YjtnxXwU_3LtLydMq0gpX7urmcFgiMfJycgeAA8p5ilTyhhWorZhdgD8fBGCJ_JDt4LH481zA154X4/s1600-h/sara+apt+017.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309901335026162930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5PTGDkB93AgzufLyIclU60FAVoHaufiOFAn3g1n8cYfjMcSAI3mi8jw3Xaur54YjtnxXwU_3LtLydMq0gpX7urmcFgiMfJycgeAA8p5ilTyhhWorZhdgD8fBGCJ_JDt4LH481zA154X4/s400/sara+apt+017.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> We had a wonderful evening - friendship, conversation, and good food. It was so nice to see both and to catch up on their lives.</em><br /><em></em><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_mEC0nSS2iv5H45r_aoy_Y-y_gQYYTnADm2r2Lx-kznVF7BS2mfgl9Rgrr9zMPRqmYrHJfwGnHNg5LP_nDvJ_LU1yy9SbmK3jNB7do-rqyRnzpaTbn8dcTJ8nMl_hagujz_rLwdV3As/s1600-h/red+hat+cook+book.JPG"><em></em></a><em><br /></em><strong><em>Thanks Tom and Gail for a wonderful evening!<br /></em></strong></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-21147899937378859492009-03-04T11:58:00.000-08:002009-03-04T12:32:11.832-08:00Total mayhem!!!<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>Alas my home is in complete pandemonium! After much thinking, I made the decision to have new floors installed in the dining and living rooms. The contractors said that they would move the large pieces as they were working. My daughters and grandchildren helped me move things. It was necessary to empty the curio cabinet, china cupboards, and move everything breakable and much of the furniture into the kitchen. I moved everything that was in the the closet to the spare bedroom. As a result almost every room of the house (except two bedrooms and the bathrooms) is in complete disarray. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em></em></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>These came out of a china cupboard.</em></span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7tX-59mddWuxOlz9tMvgHd7AGKqKxMeJ0vvidYdUIBeFo9Omctz5r-Tv6p_wlaW2zbie-NsTqcQVQWXVB9xvsZX7a85F1Aj6BhrutWHRvjfVaosUkXSuEUDVwU8KsvuF21ZYBh_eGobI/s1600-h/pitchers.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309425710629232978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7tX-59mddWuxOlz9tMvgHd7AGKqKxMeJ0vvidYdUIBeFo9Omctz5r-Tv6p_wlaW2zbie-NsTqcQVQWXVB9xvsZX7a85F1Aj6BhrutWHRvjfVaosUkXSuEUDVwU8KsvuF21ZYBh_eGobI/s400/pitchers.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em> Some of these were in my hutch.<br /></em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucZflJpdpUDbzhD9uXl6PyxsRaF6hpDL92BKkp5H1FJbIsZJ7Ur01zYBFWIxosMS23oTqnru9-myrYF_BjQISG6hPzc4-QF7zcfyWbEbtXmPCw6cyDHBUd46wCW8LnPRBbZmeiYZAVAc/s1600-h/more+dishes.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309425218302689122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucZflJpdpUDbzhD9uXl6PyxsRaF6hpDL92BKkp5H1FJbIsZJ7Ur01zYBFWIxosMS23oTqnru9-myrYF_BjQISG6hPzc4-QF7zcfyWbEbtXmPCw6cyDHBUd46wCW8LnPRBbZmeiYZAVAc/s400/more+dishes.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>The angels are from a curio cabinet.<br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiovDNgFXqCqTQzfXgbiwHrjAnnFMwf0wvvkWozWcg77JvFvGsB_TJu25fXDZLy85zYVi7Kp-LObsJfJgbMGVZKHGFtTHhGEuy5RWoJJDtQAnQISivl3c5WVfTma8OFMWaVrw-jLfVCI/s1600-h/angels.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309425218781958882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiovDNgFXqCqTQzfXgbiwHrjAnnFMwf0wvvkWozWcg77JvFvGsB_TJu25fXDZLy85zYVi7Kp-LObsJfJgbMGVZKHGFtTHhGEuy5RWoJJDtQAnQISivl3c5WVfTma8OFMWaVrw-jLfVCI/s400/angels.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><br />This is the new flooring in the living room.<br /></em></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dyokiHqKXFlNLDCwrW5nWArOjbK4tzVt2lPnoUfzH9wefW5d1BCstcDz47MJE96Cicp53fS-p7qTHp3Qo3IYsO2vt2XrfwkGWwcq14Zs5-ukcQDsF7f86oVcaw_QLdMRdrKvG5PEKoY/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309425215777978898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dyokiHqKXFlNLDCwrW5nWArOjbK4tzVt2lPnoUfzH9wefW5d1BCstcDz47MJE96Cicp53fS-p7qTHp3Qo3IYsO2vt2XrfwkGWwcq14Zs5-ukcQDsF7f86oVcaw_QLdMRdrKvG5PEKoY/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><br /></em></span><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>This is in the area of the dining room.<br /></em></span></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLH2bGMYsDx8adDT3wRtJQQKCNoyCPIelxvyHJf5s3mtlqYf6ZWn2wqT1m6YKGNtFazTMgRSU_cv_uRB0yfmNEVF4rKezBr9hIQR8gRwEW_1_yrNrZ_EZIFyNNoLPoi5USXr-xJukSo0/s1600-h/floor.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309425213249768546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLH2bGMYsDx8adDT3wRtJQQKCNoyCPIelxvyHJf5s3mtlqYf6ZWn2wqT1m6YKGNtFazTMgRSU_cv_uRB0yfmNEVF4rKezBr9hIQR8gRwEW_1_yrNrZ_EZIFyNNoLPoi5USXr-xJukSo0/s400/floor.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em><br />There were a few problems as the dining room is in the old section of our very old house and nothing is even. The living room was added recently. As soon as the contractors are done with the work, I am cleaning these rooms from top to bottom. Also, I am going to copy some of my blogger friends' ideas in the accessory decorating area. In the meantime, it's difficult to think straight among so much clutter.</em></span></div></div></div><br /></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-11703186760249508642009-03-01T20:00:00.000-08:002009-03-01T21:24:47.145-08:00Happy Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEV86qmbKk-2gz4_D5Yuc-LYEl9qVRlnZPU1KLSmEA_rTysi5fWLkikN5OZSN7TwYsWOfSP-7IBcYIcjzvXntgPuDTqoLJypFe7bv3MV_Vbm7HObnRg-lhdvMH0MqN52JbXk5zQCKCJvY/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308409859924044786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEV86qmbKk-2gz4_D5Yuc-LYEl9qVRlnZPU1KLSmEA_rTysi5fWLkikN5OZSN7TwYsWOfSP-7IBcYIcjzvXntgPuDTqoLJypFe7bv3MV_Vbm7HObnRg-lhdvMH0MqN52JbXk5zQCKCJvY/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></a><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:arial;">My friend, Sue, who owns Sue's Floral Art, called me on Friday and invited me to go to her shop. Sue had offered to dry flowers from Johnny's funeral and make arrangements for my daughters and me. She wanted to show me some ideas that she had for arrangements as the flowers are almost ready to make arrangements. Sue is one of the sweetest persons that I know. I asked her if it was okay to take some photos of her beautiful work. These are some of the lovely blues in her shop. </span></em></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">This lovely wreath is on the inside of the front door of the shop.</span></em><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhorF7fzQD0N0cXWjIOLW0h08pHAIyN8Z6GRWnxFwsa-YuQXglqHqp83Pu7rNiQrLAT1kuDsiR6uG53HPF3wk7vlh_PHFUOZOQNcLxztU_ba7rOxKfUuI0H7WL8_2p7vWyVaO2wrAuv79M/s1600-h/blue+wreath+door.JPG"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308405851745490626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhorF7fzQD0N0cXWjIOLW0h08pHAIyN8Z6GRWnxFwsa-YuQXglqHqp83Pu7rNiQrLAT1kuDsiR6uG53HPF3wk7vlh_PHFUOZOQNcLxztU_ba7rOxKfUuI0H7WL8_2p7vWyVaO2wrAuv79M/s400/blue+wreath+door.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">The blue berries and blue ribbon on this wreath are lovely together. </span></em><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB0kR6hiKId3vR2QKlegFLsnhHSO309WHVWRYz4toZt-pCG3fzRFHLrsA3pkKMY-Dp7Lqz1U1WZpqF6QKpN0JBnCIK9fotvKY9DosSRBVRdy23hNOw4GnFJg1NM5EIdQvCSJFYR43boM/s1600-h/blue+wreath.JPG"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308405850084697346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB0kR6hiKId3vR2QKlegFLsnhHSO309WHVWRYz4toZt-pCG3fzRFHLrsA3pkKMY-Dp7Lqz1U1WZpqF6QKpN0JBnCIK9fotvKY9DosSRBVRdy23hNOw4GnFJg1NM5EIdQvCSJFYR43boM/s400/blue+wreath.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I really like this blue China bell.<br /></span></em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtSG607QZFUvXQiPG703F1Fxvs4aB2ati6zgKCdcC4WznirOgXttHz4HpILu5krBw8x6efxE595QyAj3Lzk_ROwF_Z4Qt8DUcdV_3Gc_3N4j1ASsVKAXI7Upg1rKOShkUhpfWghnSMXg/s1600-h/blue+bell.JPG"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308405843727263842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtSG607QZFUvXQiPG703F1Fxvs4aB2ati6zgKCdcC4WznirOgXttHz4HpILu5krBw8x6efxE595QyAj3Lzk_ROwF_Z4Qt8DUcdV_3Gc_3N4j1ASsVKAXI7Upg1rKOShkUhpfWghnSMXg/s400/blue+bell.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />This dried arrangement is my very favorite. There are a variety of shades of blue and the total effect is beautiful.<br /></span></em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9F_8rlgy9fbg9ZWUP-LBFC2iHm011grjWJm3B4P_x2fIG-lfStjP9tz7qe8dY8Das6Jhim07yeME811qwVTxQOAO_EdR4grATFb0tV4jcn5_zpRm1e_hrXnul6bzaHq8nWcRZspEWwh8/s1600-h/blue+arrangement.JPG"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308405840078731522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9F_8rlgy9fbg9ZWUP-LBFC2iHm011grjWJm3B4P_x2fIG-lfStjP9tz7qe8dY8Das6Jhim07yeME811qwVTxQOAO_EdR4grATFb0tV4jcn5_zpRm1e_hrXnul6bzaHq8nWcRZspEWwh8/s400/blue+arrangement.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-family:arial;"> Sally at </span></em><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</span></em></a><em><span style="font-family:arial;"> hosts Blue Monday. Each week there are more posts than the week before. There are so many wonderful blue posts. It's exciting to meet new blogger friends. Thanks Sally!<br /></span></em><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-18880176109397713502009-02-28T18:30:00.000-08:002009-02-28T20:51:45.617-08:00It's the little things.....<em>It is the little things in the daily lives of our grandchildren that endear them to us. Being blessed with 16 grandchildren and 4 great-grandchildren, I treasure each as unique and special.</em><br /><br /><em>Seth is the son of Jennifer and Rich. Seth is 12 years old, very active in school and an honor student. He is involved in sports playing basketball, baseball and football. Seth is a very serious young man. He is very neat and precise in his work.</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOh59996rSWVyDib9fyKj76BK3njAKBvzyh26U5WcxznX_9UxKMhEZiIpHTqNMth_nJW-z5RBDHpPZswqxcZbraRil_-WUFoBtpu-pXi6dTEa9_vxM5vPAKQqbTP64hyVmR0jmxUYf4g/s1600-h/Seth.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308046778101243266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOh59996rSWVyDib9fyKj76BK3njAKBvzyh26U5WcxznX_9UxKMhEZiIpHTqNMth_nJW-z5RBDHpPZswqxcZbraRil_-WUFoBtpu-pXi6dTEa9_vxM5vPAKQqbTP64hyVmR0jmxUYf4g/s400/Seth.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Michael is also the son of Jennifer and Rich. He is nine years old. Michael is also active in sports and is an honor student. Michael is boisterous and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mischievous</span>. Rich often says, "Life is Michael's playground."<br /></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7SJfwaXAqv7DD1ixVJp-uAUtI1oA1TmElS7h-7nB34OdPLTkowMN0SqkqE4fqtFxDTf0pWl0XRFQjvGrK7IA6bU_IrXZQBxLZx_yJr1KPnY0WQzWFn7T9Sqah8NFeuiRxUXjQed43Jg/s1600-h/12Michael.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308046131334910370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7SJfwaXAqv7DD1ixVJp-uAUtI1oA1TmElS7h-7nB34OdPLTkowMN0SqkqE4fqtFxDTf0pWl0XRFQjvGrK7IA6bU_IrXZQBxLZx_yJr1KPnY0WQzWFn7T9Sqah8NFeuiRxUXjQed43Jg/s400/12Michael.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Jennifer e-mailed me these two boxes of Valentine's candy. One is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Seth's</span> and one is Michael's. Note that the candy in this box looks like it has not been touched. Each piece of candy is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">neatly </span>arranged. </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguW4-bsb2AWocSXSfuXuGove8naDtKsSZL89_bYfs9PIXFZsP01-dkqQ6MCAYGe5rXW8-vOyxW_tuuOPcwdxh1ns2UuU7KCDZzySly-I6CPj2o-EdONFGqHPqBcPUniCzkjeH43O3T1xk/s1600-h/11Seths+VDay+Candy.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308046132520646706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguW4-bsb2AWocSXSfuXuGove8naDtKsSZL89_bYfs9PIXFZsP01-dkqQ6MCAYGe5rXW8-vOyxW_tuuOPcwdxh1ns2UuU7KCDZzySly-I6CPj2o-EdONFGqHPqBcPUniCzkjeH43O3T1xk/s400/11Seths+VDay+Candy.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>This is the second box of candy. You can see that pieces have been eaten and it looks like many of the pieces were smashed to see what flavor they are. Take a guess. Which box of candy belongs to Seth and which box is Michael's? </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidiRI2IrYNbF5ZPqkL0dI-J_jHhE-O50i5ZaFmcXlZv7fNQEBra5QYVKQkdSGyGwTu2l1G-4Eh6_DmsNbmm8CkrsX1k6gOlwh5Q-0nWpTsR5CT3B9IHUbRyL9HfUrmj-2yt4bJz9pX61k/s1600-h/10Mikeys+Candy.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308046127136169490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidiRI2IrYNbF5ZPqkL0dI-J_jHhE-O50i5ZaFmcXlZv7fNQEBra5QYVKQkdSGyGwTu2l1G-4Eh6_DmsNbmm8CkrsX1k6gOlwh5Q-0nWpTsR5CT3B9IHUbRyL9HfUrmj-2yt4bJz9pX61k/s400/10Mikeys+Candy.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> </em></div><br /><div><em>This is Mallory. Mallory is 11. She takes piano lessons and plays the trumpet. Mallory is Sheila's daughter and Benton's sister. They live just across the street from me so I see them often. Mallory has been sweet enough to spend several nights a week with me. I really appreciate her staying with me. I sleep much better with someone else in the house. </em><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dYaHFRBCtZ1GhwGDiK23UjFmPb8z7qaJGR0PI_c-NImrDuJPY2Z3Xm3gsN1Id1r4TcpPt7AYCwKgNFSI_eRT2DVSsRSDpY16b4WMq0lKwU9aYhCE-JxwgNG4eh_kcEiFHcaOcSf1aYM/s1600-h/9mallory.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045527031322466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dYaHFRBCtZ1GhwGDiK23UjFmPb8z7qaJGR0PI_c-NImrDuJPY2Z3Xm3gsN1Id1r4TcpPt7AYCwKgNFSI_eRT2DVSsRSDpY16b4WMq0lKwU9aYhCE-JxwgNG4eh_kcEiFHcaOcSf1aYM/s400/9mallory.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This morning before I went to Curves, I attended Wade's basketball game. Wade is nine and is quite the basketball player. This morning he made a three point basket. Wade is the son of Stephanie and Darren and the little brother of Tyler who is 17. Wade belongs to a church team. The coaches make sure that each player gets a chance to play. I was really impressed with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">interaction</span> between the coaches and the players. Wade is attempting to get the ball from another player.<br /></em><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvONnu7x43umIyVaONPVdX8fdk3spGDGei1axJCFenhP5kZCut5b-RdLqfXiCoFNvZld5FixVxVOtlUAbAIy17YsnAf5BGO8AeqELo8X3BwDR8kUjWjQgV8YBXYiUCyNrTyf0XMlmT9pQ/s1600-h/4bassketba;;+action+2.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045521658979762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvONnu7x43umIyVaONPVdX8fdk3spGDGei1axJCFenhP5kZCut5b-RdLqfXiCoFNvZld5FixVxVOtlUAbAIy17YsnAf5BGO8AeqELo8X3BwDR8kUjWjQgV8YBXYiUCyNrTyf0XMlmT9pQ/s400/4bassketba;;+action+2.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>In this picture, Wade had just passed a ball. </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW62h1qVTqCMMbfAclOfchOTdbOjMTcNFCD3rPwnqtZ_u-pdYqHODqqN57ek-8zG7ZtsSrwGN23U5qEwu-1FDOO50h91EVKov4iYKZ0mI2KVUQ4tpoAI3XkKNWxuUreeCInYONJhyphenhyphenh-yA/s1600-h/3basketball+wade+alone.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045516737684914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW62h1qVTqCMMbfAclOfchOTdbOjMTcNFCD3rPwnqtZ_u-pdYqHODqqN57ek-8zG7ZtsSrwGN23U5qEwu-1FDOO50h91EVKov4iYKZ0mI2KVUQ4tpoAI3XkKNWxuUreeCInYONJhyphenhyphenh-yA/s400/3basketball+wade+alone.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>In this action shot, Wade has the ball and is trying to make a shot. </em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Myud6FgxokFOaXpJWaub0FTMWND7IX2uR1mMFo3Czzk-QD8pjJBWZnhg70VQ7h3BLy6JASS7_aNRT8u9LWC5QqI8jyel7JpjyISWBV3KrZA4jGTlNP5nxeFkKIcQDPeRxne1SM8hRv4/s1600-h/2basketball+action.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045512562610866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Myud6FgxokFOaXpJWaub0FTMWND7IX2uR1mMFo3Czzk-QD8pjJBWZnhg70VQ7h3BLy6JASS7_aNRT8u9LWC5QqI8jyel7JpjyISWBV3KrZA4jGTlNP5nxeFkKIcQDPeRxne1SM8hRv4/s400/2basketball+action.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This is Stephanie. I didn't take her picture while I was at the game so she took her picture herself. </em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbtCeveqMSwqqV_OHekoadWZBuyHyy6-F1nsHsk2m-ZYAs5Su1mgIZ3pkqgBjNNaJtKhr7wWrC_FFhgw-shU7X6Xop8qzuSDNLUDRza2eIDEjZzAIHkKvw0Wh46xRa7p-QK6dFqepw0g/s1600-h/1basketball+steph.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045508572984706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbtCeveqMSwqqV_OHekoadWZBuyHyy6-F1nsHsk2m-ZYAs5Su1mgIZ3pkqgBjNNaJtKhr7wWrC_FFhgw-shU7X6Xop8qzuSDNLUDRza2eIDEjZzAIHkKvw0Wh46xRa7p-QK6dFqepw0g/s400/1basketball+steph.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Answer to the candy questions: The first box of candy that is meticulously arranged belongs to Seth. The box with the squished pieces, of course, belong to Michael.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>It's the little things that matter<br />When children show their love.<br />It's those priceless little gestures<br />That we so seldom speak of.<br /><br />It's the little things in life<br />That brings to us a smile.<br />Words spoken so lovingly,<br />Make life seem so worthwhile.<br /><br />It's the little things remembered,<br />Like a teddy bear to cuddle,<br />Or recalling the many times<br />A child stepped in a puddle.<br /><br />It's the little things, which we recall,<br />Like a kiss from a smudgy face.<br />Those very precious memories,<br />That could never be replaced.<br /><br />Little things forever etched<br />Within our hearts to stay.<br />Little things you've said or done<br />Shall never go away.<br /></div></em><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-16630013380828235592009-02-26T15:30:00.001-08:002009-02-26T16:55:46.679-08:00A Fun Day<em>Yesterday morning my friend, Shirley, and I met halfway between our homes to go shopping. We had planned on going last Wednesday but the driving conditions were dangerous. We left on our rendezvous with no schedule and no plans.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>After an hour's drive we arrived at Boscov's. I don't think that either of us was shopping for anything in particular. I love Boscov's linens and housewares, especially when they are on sale. I bought this beautiful eyelet queen sized sheet set.</em><br /><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YUbDFNr9_dOWOfnLVT68Ygd4X6xaP9G32gDb6LfTt3rhEPn3Ytvv_hbAVpj2Q0ZvqQ11-lC17qfZZGYWpbPtC2sIHIM9fT7X7VGjm70RLZ2Sb5A0rkyxwGVmMGcNVXI_oKWmGrPDt6I/s1600-h/10sheets.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307255425653379154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YUbDFNr9_dOWOfnLVT68Ygd4X6xaP9G32gDb6LfTt3rhEPn3Ytvv_hbAVpj2Q0ZvqQ11-lC17qfZZGYWpbPtC2sIHIM9fT7X7VGjm70RLZ2Sb5A0rkyxwGVmMGcNVXI_oKWmGrPDt6I/s400/10sheets.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> </em><br /><em>The I selected four of these towels. I thought they would be nice for the downstairs bathroom. Both the sheets and the towels are an off white color. I looked at shower curtains but they were not priced low enough to be a temptation. I wish that I would have bought some wine glasses. They had some beautiful ones that were priced at purchase one and get the second for $1.00. The total cost of the sheets and towels was $36.52. What a bargain.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheJcsMhuGLdp80mBJiDiFPLfIAn3e7YqvIfT3UOd2WTaDMsit6pb3HVs8KN01_ZHUEaQuMH5EVZ9zfnN2dRHV2IbyzuT160LQl9S2F69rTGuzxigB7pOrVUcHOmcWmEyreWPujOYP5sBI/s1600-h/9towels.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307255423787699602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheJcsMhuGLdp80mBJiDiFPLfIAn3e7YqvIfT3UOd2WTaDMsit6pb3HVs8KN01_ZHUEaQuMH5EVZ9zfnN2dRHV2IbyzuT160LQl9S2F69rTGuzxigB7pOrVUcHOmcWmEyreWPujOYP5sBI/s400/9towels.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />We stopped at Petco. Shirley's dog needed a new toy and Prince was out of pig ears. He loves them and I knew that I couldn't go home empty handed.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DXF7PGkQbcnzxO2BAz5FjHUtO8C4x2RVuux6vSbT4uJ9q-O9gzcS6xH7KGYhISbzZywEC8Mk2gufYp8vBfmVkbv17UC46swBu1DIEhpMdzAtUZ8KANs4kr3AQXODhqZZJj3qeH3JiJg/s1600-h/8pig+ears.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307255415800598226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DXF7PGkQbcnzxO2BAz5FjHUtO8C4x2RVuux6vSbT4uJ9q-O9gzcS6xH7KGYhISbzZywEC8Mk2gufYp8vBfmVkbv17UC46swBu1DIEhpMdzAtUZ8KANs4kr3AQXODhqZZJj3qeH3JiJg/s400/8pig+ears.JPG" border="0" /></em></a></div><div><em>One of my extravagances is Bare Minerals make up made by Bare Essentials. We stopped at Ulta. Ulta is the only store in which I have found Bare Minerals. I have ordered it from QVC. Shirley and I browsed through the store and sniffed the wonderful fragrances. When I have time, I would love to have the make-over that is offered as a courtesy.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Ou6syjOHHwb_jKYCHjn9A-lMECqyG7LonGW4lXysiKHp9tp9F1fjUwr3gSVfrJ85uQlfxjnrAFYizuxYHSINkxqAtPLkhHpMiilasmrMxF705zt0wpAPJ2B9HsqSxRqikA3jncMZPHw/s1600-h/7bare+minerals.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307255417512438402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Ou6syjOHHwb_jKYCHjn9A-lMECqyG7LonGW4lXysiKHp9tp9F1fjUwr3gSVfrJ85uQlfxjnrAFYizuxYHSINkxqAtPLkhHpMiilasmrMxF705zt0wpAPJ2B9HsqSxRqikA3jncMZPHw/s400/7bare+minerals.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />We wanted to go to Kohl's but decided that we would eat first and back track to Kohl's. Both Shirley and I were famished. We decided to eat at the Olive Garden. I had Seafood Alfredo. Shirley selected Chicken Parmesan. Of course we devoured the delicious salad and bread sticks. <br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhRWFA8nBkgcGQsZTV4FZlRYw3Y0vCPZIgHQ6O_EK5juLacPQCxJrl0O-GWkNNr5NLp4nQ2A24Y-2rE06R8Z9Dp3mVV9Mh1X5Y2I0c14TO5scCinySIQguJp-j5f0DrKfuL_9qO19ZOo/s1600-h/6Olive+Garden.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307253133017382850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhRWFA8nBkgcGQsZTV4FZlRYw3Y0vCPZIgHQ6O_EK5juLacPQCxJrl0O-GWkNNr5NLp4nQ2A24Y-2rE06R8Z9Dp3mVV9Mh1X5Y2I0c14TO5scCinySIQguJp-j5f0DrKfuL_9qO19ZOo/s400/6Olive+Garden.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Before heading to Kohl's, we stopped at "Unkel Joe's Woodshed." Unkel Joe's has crafts, curtains, table decor, fountains, yard pretties, handy kitchen gadgets - all kinds of things. We headed for the tarts. I have burned this brand of tart previously. They are soy tarts made by Swan Creek Candle Company. We each bought a variety of tarts.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovnQ8XXZ4uVSaye_naP99bJmaxuwdGVGkRO7uQpu3R46Mq2ITXhZAx-PrmT__4tUEuzw9ll-UWY53rTEUzM7YKqTmruvJG9QoixHIEbuA4YTJhG39hfG96Y_dlztapwOcZs87HSAGpUw/s1600-h/5tart.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307253130970391794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovnQ8XXZ4uVSaye_naP99bJmaxuwdGVGkRO7uQpu3R46Mq2ITXhZAx-PrmT__4tUEuzw9ll-UWY53rTEUzM7YKqTmruvJG9QoixHIEbuA4YTJhG39hfG96Y_dlztapwOcZs87HSAGpUw/s400/5tart.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><div><em>We then headed for Kohl's. I was looking for some summer tops but really didn't see any that I really liked. My closest is full of office attire which I seldom wear. I need something more casual. I did get this gorgeous purple blouse. It will be great to wear to a Red Hats' meeting. It cost $3.57. </em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI6qx5VjETgwXqD5BYhjU02bX7GqYaSsdfLrBhZyKIi_of0M5CAGOscv-JqCQuwtg9AeSBEpu20n-QsVIQRAFK5wyAqpRGg6ieCk1wxJNTOXalWwjGrc2j2sH1sXwTD45ElqvOFk3tYnk/s1600-h/4purple+blouse.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307253127584814290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI6qx5VjETgwXqD5BYhjU02bX7GqYaSsdfLrBhZyKIi_of0M5CAGOscv-JqCQuwtg9AeSBEpu20n-QsVIQRAFK5wyAqpRGg6ieCk1wxJNTOXalWwjGrc2j2sH1sXwTD45ElqvOFk3tYnk/s400/4purple+blouse.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />We decided to looks for some interesting shops. We went to the Antique Depot only to find that they were only open on Friday and Saturday. Since we were close to Daughter Jennifer's and her family's house. I asked Shirley if she would like to stop and see if they were home. Jennifer was working but Rich had just gotten home. Jennifer had a special report that had to be completed and she could not work on it when she was doing her lab duties so she was working on her days off. He said that he had a church service that evening. Seth and Michael then came home from school. We really had a nice visit with Rich and the boys. </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>We decided to start home and stop at craft shops along the way. We saw a very small shop that we never noticed before. They had lovely things inside. The owner was very friendly and advised us that everything was 40% off. Look at this bargain. It originally had pinkish berries. I asked the shop owner if she could change the berries. She was glad to oblige. These are an off white and will go with just about anything. At $23.50 is was a real bargain. Shirley bought one also.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9imdmUPnVmN9Kj7Iq9wlO-7Uco9p-Xivgc8sWIwRj411wizq-3c9LGSiIKc_4m6junjxHrftT_59-mZvXVuNshJUskvA842cNSYpT63W54fugpAIWpcjX6f7GMgkXt-BS8f1NABPMoo/s1600-h/2primitive.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307253128017163682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9imdmUPnVmN9Kj7Iq9wlO-7Uco9p-Xivgc8sWIwRj411wizq-3c9LGSiIKc_4m6junjxHrftT_59-mZvXVuNshJUskvA842cNSYpT63W54fugpAIWpcjX6f7GMgkXt-BS8f1NABPMoo/s400/2primitive.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Shirley had been looking for a solar angel. When her son was killed a group bought a tree for her and her husband to plant in his memory. She had told me several times that she wanted a solar angel to put near the tree. Alas, on our way home we saw a sign on the road advertising them. We followed the signs up a long, winding road. When we arrived at our destination, we saw cemetery monuments located outside a building. The owner came out and introduced himself. It turned out that Shirley and I both knew his family. He said that he didn't have the angels there but they were at his office. He led the way to his office a few miles away. It was so kind of him to go out of his way. Shirley was elated when she saw the solar angel. It was exactly what she wanted. </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em>We headed on home. Shirley's car had been parked outside the restaurant where she worked. She asked me if I was hungry. I told her that I could eat a piece of pie. When we were in the restaurant, we saw that apple dumplings were on the menu. We each ordered a warmed apple dumpling with milk and a hot cup of tea. What a perfect ending to a wonderful day.</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi6-O3L7tqwrXGHmDscM7DL0C-t6VwWUXvS7akqlfqonGKWDyS7pUia_tR43eCwuP6qRL0dPFNI1-xLq0kI3Xp6C_ocqwRAHLQNd-TVJb9lj_CGDGD-V8ggoabASxc6eY1oocT2Y-twGU/s1600-h/1dumpling.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307253127519538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi6-O3L7tqwrXGHmDscM7DL0C-t6VwWUXvS7akqlfqonGKWDyS7pUia_tR43eCwuP6qRL0dPFNI1-xLq0kI3Xp6C_ocqwRAHLQNd-TVJb9lj_CGDGD-V8ggoabASxc6eY1oocT2Y-twGU/s400/1dumpling.jpg" border="0" /></em></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-92184833002962818682009-02-25T02:00:00.000-08:002009-02-25T02:00:02.028-08:00Tarts & Tart Burners - A Matter of Opinion<em>I love to walk into my home and smell the delicious scent of clean linen, cranberry nut bread, French vanilla, or sage & cranberry apple (to name a few). Of course, I'm talking about tarts burning in a tart burner. I have read that some of my blogger friends don't care for the scent of tarts and others, like me, love them. I have several tart burners but use only one at a time. I have found that a tart can be cut in half.</em><br /><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwfTy4kqPgeH1y86le3GDJ6W6dfidkiRpvABc0JlBgonUr4Oz-QFgTVXN-pfVdUMX_s60LoDfM8SWFDAzHogDAk_5A6pm6v_BWqxtDZtQIj-WoSFhZjTlBCwNV304GIyemjNhDStjYVE/s1600-h/7appletartburnerred.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306563025353099250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwfTy4kqPgeH1y86le3GDJ6W6dfidkiRpvABc0JlBgonUr4Oz-QFgTVXN-pfVdUMX_s60LoDfM8SWFDAzHogDAk_5A6pm6v_BWqxtDZtQIj-WoSFhZjTlBCwNV304GIyemjNhDStjYVE/s400/7appletartburnerred.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kjPfmYHQp1-b9nCMJeY1U8dQynmS36j0C1e1vlIciQ1hKj_8RGJ-uUyWHAAslNDTYBMk5qQYtjfhcmA_Ync0ely0WiiScQjwV_-Yebw88SiigtuXaKtOLCrbwBZtsVJKTht4oJiQUbM/s1600-h/6colonialtinwheeltb.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306563019529507602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kjPfmYHQp1-b9nCMJeY1U8dQynmS36j0C1e1vlIciQ1hKj_8RGJ-uUyWHAAslNDTYBMk5qQYtjfhcmA_Ync0ely0WiiScQjwV_-Yebw88SiigtuXaKtOLCrbwBZtsVJKTht4oJiQUbM/s400/6colonialtinwheeltb.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> </em></div><div align="center"><em>I have received tarts as gifts, bought them at craft shows, gift shops, and on line. This chest sits beside the fireplace. It's a wonderful storage place.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrijaD2NC1xYbdvh5XOdnOJhs1ittFqjgG1PQTPhhCVWytqHessluN3jLB2I-D624cEgkiPBhNKY6c9l1lqumddkWjBZjoeOF3E1Dmj-1mxZj3T_p4-RzqFoAQe6du5FMsyGY03yjB6lU/s1600-h/5chest.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306558683110008882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrijaD2NC1xYbdvh5XOdnOJhs1ittFqjgG1PQTPhhCVWytqHessluN3jLB2I-D624cEgkiPBhNKY6c9l1lqumddkWjBZjoeOF3E1Dmj-1mxZj3T_p4-RzqFoAQe6du5FMsyGY03yjB6lU/s400/5chest.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />It is filled with tarts of various scents. The blue tarts were made by my granddaughter, Erin.<br /><br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Nq8K2IWR4NsHMc9UM41NZ9RiGt1dh5F09tCG_u_OnT2EejDhf9zADxwpr21WgEE9JnHvp3qpijCf62Cpb8JyG_MOvQ_kyTgt3ekjW_0xmHynXTQJ6cbB8tfgMDbtSrjnewbrs-XX5Dg/s1600-h/4tart+chest.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306558677588364418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Nq8K2IWR4NsHMc9UM41NZ9RiGt1dh5F09tCG_u_OnT2EejDhf9zADxwpr21WgEE9JnHvp3qpijCf62Cpb8JyG_MOvQ_kyTgt3ekjW_0xmHynXTQJ6cbB8tfgMDbtSrjnewbrs-XX5Dg/s400/4tart+chest.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />I received this pretty box as a gift.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIMyd5b1Az676g78n3tMPX9SMvcb3lZvvOym0xq7GPQUVbw9Ld24JtsVTJFj0zHSLgTvr3aq95STXi3G4bL5Nks1UKqslsVPAjdXuVfo4OiKrjBkcfnjlOroNq3DNEzyF5Vv7BYtpIXjI/s1600-h/3tart+box+closed.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306558673091123426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIMyd5b1Az676g78n3tMPX9SMvcb3lZvvOym0xq7GPQUVbw9Ld24JtsVTJFj0zHSLgTvr3aq95STXi3G4bL5Nks1UKqslsVPAjdXuVfo4OiKrjBkcfnjlOroNq3DNEzyF5Vv7BYtpIXjI/s400/3tart+box+closed.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />It was filled with chunks and tarts. The chunks are made by Thompson Candle Company which is located just 12 miles away. They have a wide distribution area.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTuTYrpghY7rZDx8OU40kEpFsHmwu_0Fwsb0nFRLJXQtnyuFlzT89awBR5g19VHnW6N57bXm3HilBYO_E66cRPI0-W1SWUYxw3IQH9Rt8SJIeNVGHJZ2usQ8BU-DPWFAEtBSuxydt9NA/s1600-h/2tart+box.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306558670315644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTuTYrpghY7rZDx8OU40kEpFsHmwu_0Fwsb0nFRLJXQtnyuFlzT89awBR5g19VHnW6N57bXm3HilBYO_E66cRPI0-W1SWUYxw3IQH9Rt8SJIeNVGHJZ2usQ8BU-DPWFAEtBSuxydt9NA/s400/2tart+box.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />My favorite tarts are McCall's. My friend, Sue, who owns Sue's Floral Art, is the dealer for McCall's candles and tarts in our area. I have this bowl of tarts sitting on the coffee table in the living room. A McCall's tart burns for three days without losing the scent.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03I-QKMzCYnmS4pSoqZ0RwZn7FtHYrVu-vlr2eJgSuIbMoe8nKW7HUM6HxfRCQxEvra9wXwa5HmjZSpyn4PzG3cdJjSt12SkxTyMXXQrg6ET27FR8P970ZzzG6b8ds8rg-uofxg1nG50/s1600-h/1mccalls.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306558663541125826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03I-QKMzCYnmS4pSoqZ0RwZn7FtHYrVu-vlr2eJgSuIbMoe8nKW7HUM6HxfRCQxEvra9wXwa5HmjZSpyn4PzG3cdJjSt12SkxTyMXXQrg6ET27FR8P970ZzzG6b8ds8rg-uofxg1nG50/s400/1mccalls.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> I am off for a day of shopping with a friend today. I hope that each of you has a wonderful day. It's supposed to get up to 40 degrees. Hurray!!!<br /></em><div><div><em></em> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-46703472986566997702009-02-22T15:49:00.000-08:002009-02-23T02:39:01.243-08:00Happy Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhySHrdZc2d3vhXkZtx6LrQzZ7uNxkzpdpVD4SpNi3MOE62rTN59TTH6B3HEGfUfTR0yh1_0WiQLSr0bHJ0v3QZhXXdBKzDKrY5yuqCsZTywAlK2Eposw61YNXlCvMzp0mf3l9v5eAB-Y/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305781484688675186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhySHrdZc2d3vhXkZtx6LrQzZ7uNxkzpdpVD4SpNi3MOE62rTN59TTH6B3HEGfUfTR0yh1_0WiQLSr0bHJ0v3QZhXXdBKzDKrY5yuqCsZTywAlK2Eposw61YNXlCvMzp0mf3l9v5eAB-Y/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><br /><div align="center"><em>I bought this small bowl and pitcher at a thrift shop. I can't resist anything that is blue. </em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QcGV1prgflUAiZScF9BXx7s2FXwcc8vSR9d8hrpQ680Nl-_B4MXJIws5p-FJZCobCDsF13z2CrmUFqJiG4jBNogDslFwFXyaM_gn1Agv80PK3gxbQmRhRbRoOWiKkLOEG_72fS0s8II/s1600-h/4Blue+Bowl+and+Picture.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305777117252711122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QcGV1prgflUAiZScF9BXx7s2FXwcc8vSR9d8hrpQ680Nl-_B4MXJIws5p-FJZCobCDsF13z2CrmUFqJiG4jBNogDslFwFXyaM_gn1Agv80PK3gxbQmRhRbRoOWiKkLOEG_72fS0s8II/s400/4Blue+Bowl+and+Picture.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This plate belonged to my Grandmother. It was just a single plate in a box of odds and ends. I have seen other plates with windmills but this is unlike any of them. I cannot read the marking on it.</em></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAuXo8V6ufSQotlOZ0-_NiOGe-1eqMJ9ueB23urqY9P-L_19i5lKTmFeGVBejy_O6vCtIXWOkIYHj9diZypQH0YXtgHYFNQoKjKOVH2lKNOzRrgDfL7gbFeEKqqUbMxLTbEjZs0nvAiE/s1600-h/3grams+blue+dish+2.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305777111081573602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAuXo8V6ufSQotlOZ0-_NiOGe-1eqMJ9ueB23urqY9P-L_19i5lKTmFeGVBejy_O6vCtIXWOkIYHj9diZypQH0YXtgHYFNQoKjKOVH2lKNOzRrgDfL7gbFeEKqqUbMxLTbEjZs0nvAiE/s400/3grams+blue+dish+2.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />This is a serving plate that my Grandmother used frequently when she "entertained."<br /></em><br /><div><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305777091518666418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHuEJvXtiEs7LQjiIqCq3FlP-YnxZdrz8wgC3h5lFIh62WtFKhh4_-R_Yx8CjFh9WnZRvlk3CNTU56O39blm-F-nlgTHjBB7qcEZjd1UMpv4cqOImjIKbskV7dk_xWV756UrZw-QL2C0/s400/2blue+gram%27s+blue+dish.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />My daughter Michele crocheted this beautiful blue and white afghan for my birthday several years ago. She spent hours working on it. It keeps me toasty warm on these cold winter night.<br /></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyoMqFA2biQJCjUZPvcL9mXNpuDn9lD8JmRkfoxLGly1AORA5gFoljDAL1d0gbGWy98fS9JYLXIvKvEuU-9dB5-twNVT74nQUCbDXYNuJ1aAZ_n_Rpk9fFP59spi5NHptR8yNfBKqZPY/s1600-h/1blue+afgan.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305777076623825074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyoMqFA2biQJCjUZPvcL9mXNpuDn9lD8JmRkfoxLGly1AORA5gFoljDAL1d0gbGWy98fS9JYLXIvKvEuU-9dB5-twNVT74nQUCbDXYNuJ1aAZ_n_Rpk9fFP59spi5NHptR8yNfBKqZPY/s400/1blue+afgan.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em> Sally at </em><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><em>http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</em></a><em> hosts Blue Monday. Each week there are more posts than the week before. There are so many wonderful blue posts. It's exciting to meet new blogger friends. Thanks Sally! </em></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-89067825206766693342009-02-21T18:42:00.000-08:002009-02-21T18:44:41.284-08:00Small Town, Pennsylvania 1950s - The Milkman & Bonus - Latest Photos of my Great-Grandchildren<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ_fW4wh98C8avI_cmnm55qhZ6i-3uMIuUKLiOPMxCFsizOX1qA1VxZMNo-7q2M2cXUAH5xt9BoY9rQVPPwuu8YXhFPmAoU99WVyRFe80AA9F2bAaPTe7vFqykTdcCUnBHvurLDDLAhhI/s1600-h/milkman.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443641988368770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ_fW4wh98C8avI_cmnm55qhZ6i-3uMIuUKLiOPMxCFsizOX1qA1VxZMNo-7q2M2cXUAH5xt9BoY9rQVPPwuu8YXhFPmAoU99WVyRFe80AA9F2bAaPTe7vFqykTdcCUnBHvurLDDLAhhI/s400/milkman.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> I was so fortunate to grow up in the 50s. We lived in a small friendly town – the same town where I still reside. The mailman delivered mail twice a day. The owner of the small grocery store where my mother shopped delivered groceries. The bread man delivered bread and special ordered baked goods, and, of course, Herb, the milkman, delivered milk and milk products. I can visualize the early summer mornings when school was out. My sister and I were still in bed and the windows were open. My bedroom was above the back porch and the scent of the honeysuckles growing on the side of the porch permeated the air. I remember the clatter of Herb the milkman - the slamming of the doors on his white panel truck and the clang of milk bottles. Herb made deliveries in our neighborhood two or three times a week. We had a box that was insulated on the front porch where Herb put the milk. The milk was in quart glass bottles.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7Oum8E9Ts6U7rpYsTtwJ5l_7wWyet6HHeA1csJIazWSUrENGFjOWaKOYW-cL7zgHSifdsvLTu74TpaBdJA9ihOXPh0irTye9hjxAs52ptqcz_afXwDV_UFvo2icAU0cK9iDkh5pJ69M/s1600-h/the_milkman.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443458978284674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7Oum8E9Ts6U7rpYsTtwJ5l_7wWyet6HHeA1csJIazWSUrENGFjOWaKOYW-cL7zgHSifdsvLTu74TpaBdJA9ihOXPh0irTye9hjxAs52ptqcz_afXwDV_UFvo2icAU0cK9iDkh5pJ69M/s400/the_milkman.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />Mom set the clean empty bottles in the box. Herb would take the empty bottles and exchange them with full bottles. There was either homogenized or pasteurized milk. My mother preferred homogenized. The pasteurized was a few cents cheaper and had a little stripe of whole cream at the neck of the bottle. Before drinking, it was necessary to shake up the milk. We often got butter, cream, cottage cheese and even eggs. My little sister loved chocolate milk and was ecstatic when Mom ordered it from the milkman. It was so much better than the chocolate milk that we made with Nestles Quick. Herb’s arrival usually brought out several of the housewives in the neighborhood. The ladies would stop their daily chores long enough to visit with Herb and get caught up on the news around town. Herb’s route spanned the entire small town and its outskirts. He enjoyed the opportunity to share news with these women who were his friends. During that wonderful era, the mothers were home during the day. Life was slower paced. Families had one car and the dads used the car to drive to and from work. Our neighborhood was full of kids and our time was consumed with riding our bikes and playing games. Eventually, the milkman ceased to be. Herb got a job in the hospital from where he retired about 15 years ago. He is still alive and lives a block away. He must have been very, very young when he delivered milk. Herb used to stop by to "shoot the bull" with Hubby. He always mentioned delivering milk to our family and other families in the neighborhood. </em></div><div><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>I have a few old milk bottles. They bring back wonderful memories!<br /></em></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ihGdzSdqM6a2C_83Je5OVrdKYCLvSkU4LBxBbO2_40lu6Vqx_3EHiMx-crLDRq4KAWK2GueAUccduqFLu5JJeu9VtB21jz6pps36tGS9rqIkzQC39iGZluTO9zAlDVuohzmS75UTqeg/s1600-h/kavee.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443460977674546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ihGdzSdqM6a2C_83Je5OVrdKYCLvSkU4LBxBbO2_40lu6Vqx_3EHiMx-crLDRq4KAWK2GueAUccduqFLu5JJeu9VtB21jz6pps36tGS9rqIkzQC39iGZluTO9zAlDVuohzmS75UTqeg/s400/kavee.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwupdIqc9CmaO1zMf3V8qx9OoEF4jrPShyym-5ZcoBw5TfyzVksm02uNUXe6j7sqvYhTs7TgYuzMBTG_iLN2Bxq7CmjIlPCJp2AP5NkzubmtSt7S-XQ3YJZv4QgPaEhSLK20AwglvImdY/s1600-h/milk_bottles_2.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443454548487138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwupdIqc9CmaO1zMf3V8qx9OoEF4jrPShyym-5ZcoBw5TfyzVksm02uNUXe6j7sqvYhTs7TgYuzMBTG_iLN2Bxq7CmjIlPCJp2AP5NkzubmtSt7S-XQ3YJZv4QgPaEhSLK20AwglvImdY/s400/milk_bottles_2.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br /></em><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">BONUS<br /></span></strong>Granddaughter Erin e-mailed these pictures of her children to me this evening. I couldn't wait to show you!!<br /></em></div><div align="center"><em>My Great-Granddaughter Jocelyn<br /></em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGvlsSjYRDS3Y8vnppHQv93mTfwgZ8coedJTQTQpWRGpCQ_FCLmNjzlVtv6AxdAi2vUT4GeWyUxCsyvYwlFBrOMgV905xWOKkwxd135HpU2HjMDJb-mGpYsMFe7IbgMRpDWc3vDC-CbE/s1600-h/jocey++2_1_09.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443457062440562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGvlsSjYRDS3Y8vnppHQv93mTfwgZ8coedJTQTQpWRGpCQ_FCLmNjzlVtv6AxdAi2vUT4GeWyUxCsyvYwlFBrOMgV905xWOKkwxd135HpU2HjMDJb-mGpYsMFe7IbgMRpDWc3vDC-CbE/s400/jocey++2_1_09.JPG" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />My Great-Grandson Jacob<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVBvgQLxq91lfg2Fk3Z8mj83OpCQEFLq2a-ENDbWIAsHF0kxrrTh97TkNh5q20CETGuA1S8m6IJ6n4VPBX02cLdQ3Y7kcGoFfJf6HSe0ST42OVa-MRJukMSCyKCLen5EN-72iZV-JoGdk/s1600-h/jacob+2_1_09.JPG"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305443453431365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVBvgQLxq91lfg2Fk3Z8mj83OpCQEFLq2a-ENDbWIAsHF0kxrrTh97TkNh5q20CETGuA1S8m6IJ6n4VPBX02cLdQ3Y7kcGoFfJf6HSe0ST42OVa-MRJukMSCyKCLen5EN-72iZV-JoGdk/s400/jacob+2_1_09.JPG" border="0" /></em></a></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-86072667794517547932009-02-19T19:15:00.001-08:002009-02-19T20:05:58.625-08:00The Red Hat Society<span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>Recently a very dear friend of mine invited me to be her guest at a meeting of the Red Hat Society. As you may already know, the Red Hat Society is an organization for women age 50 and older to just have fun. The meeting was held at a lovely restaurant. I wore a red hat, a purple satin blouse and slacks. I felt very dowdy among the well dressed women that attended the meeting. They were " dressed to the nines." It's unusual for me to feel dowdy as I love bright colors, glitter, and jewelry.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmGBaPQrNypRwJSXUbxZ5u_WwSssoMAVyTY5P8xnK91mahHtS-GsCnp_QXiKCdBf_lcG2asB6B5FDg_IJf1QkZpvqlz0yXrJTNk0nM13eWl-tUawHt7jsRlQ9ItEZ7e4pSV6MtgVuXook/s1600-h/7250px-Redhatsocietydmg.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713624756646626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmGBaPQrNypRwJSXUbxZ5u_WwSssoMAVyTY5P8xnK91mahHtS-GsCnp_QXiKCdBf_lcG2asB6B5FDg_IJf1QkZpvqlz0yXrJTNk0nM13eWl-tUawHt7jsRlQ9ItEZ7e4pSV6MtgVuXook/s400/7250px-Redhatsocietydmg.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><br /></em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNg4DQKAtI8RfuiS3c3JV0QqIvBRYN3YfLPrN7KDwDv3ZGY8xBmd2_99dKs17pE7zK0zMhSMaCGcvehdAq8eblJESjcS8DgmLnEGeCWtuCxaOF-QM1XHA1dK5LBkWoaPi-JTSLRZ2grRk/s1600-h/7+redhat.jpg"></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>Following the delicious meal (I had crab cakes) and the camaraderie with the other lovely ladies in attendance, I was approached by the stunning Queen Mother. Imagine my elation when the Queen Mother invited me to be a member of this Red Hats Society Chapter. She presented me this beautiful pin. </em></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mplErfLGXEkj04-UMnDJWSZLvGowWvw7iWnNKzRBWvgadgNZedw4B6qhx26n64IkEqYrYHp5yz1JQlTkflTItX8l_EfsOOZQfLP6CijifQmVzBb6OB6l8HZSj5YEWrBYkiet_eqO19w/s1600-h/6red+hat+pin.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713447399247202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mplErfLGXEkj04-UMnDJWSZLvGowWvw7iWnNKzRBWvgadgNZedw4B6qhx26n64IkEqYrYHp5yz1JQlTkflTItX8l_EfsOOZQfLP6CijifQmVzBb6OB6l8HZSj5YEWrBYkiet_eqO19w/s400/6red+hat+pin.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>On Sunday I went to the mall. I was determined that I needed appropriate accessories to wear to the meetings. My first purchase was this lovely pair of glittery red earrings. </em></span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bPWSkCcawoan8aBQGzPIkCKGqTR3DR4i6Fy4kLzb1WsLkoiJFEW-mj59YMEgWQNtNOf49xy_TmfxwevTTpcJyduPweQ46rOoe85-wsUfdSurmDRNwPfhQHZJWEnPF3vwK3i2W4P_tm0/s1600-h/5red+earrings.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713234805908162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bPWSkCcawoan8aBQGzPIkCKGqTR3DR4i6Fy4kLzb1WsLkoiJFEW-mj59YMEgWQNtNOf49xy_TmfxwevTTpcJyduPweQ46rOoe85-wsUfdSurmDRNwPfhQHZJWEnPF3vwK3i2W4P_tm0/s400/5red+earrings.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><br />I then found this beautiful scarf. I think that it will be stunning with my purple suit.</em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-VyBh86pVefv9MVEXTDb5wh5B2y3AXR63m9CUVUYNZHfM6et_U2clEjmZRwhTcOPeJLL75ooHughoPOEUkI-vI4Z11Bs7JDqQ9-Z17E6rKcgxrUsCpGyOLA6rzK0tgOli2PzUy8koDg/s1600-h/4red+scarf.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713233651868034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-VyBh86pVefv9MVEXTDb5wh5B2y3AXR63m9CUVUYNZHfM6et_U2clEjmZRwhTcOPeJLL75ooHughoPOEUkI-vI4Z11Bs7JDqQ9-Z17E6rKcgxrUsCpGyOLA6rzK0tgOli2PzUy8koDg/s400/4red+scarf.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>This beautiful hat is decorated with red and purple feathers. The hat actually makes me feel glamorous. </em></span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS3UWvYag79ONL18iCEYzHPf3fRGhNFFIWNkRljQBj94d8IseKzJetBE4bB7TaX_yd1vAnHbhMqjHDq-AkFWMHleGYYswsRgxvFlg_9879ocwxR5Wrf9vpxJGuE5WqzIafvkcjKynZE0Q/s1600-h/3red+furry+hat.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713234511942258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS3UWvYag79ONL18iCEYzHPf3fRGhNFFIWNkRljQBj94d8IseKzJetBE4bB7TaX_yd1vAnHbhMqjHDq-AkFWMHleGYYswsRgxvFlg_9879ocwxR5Wrf9vpxJGuE5WqzIafvkcjKynZE0Q/s400/3red+furry+hat.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>I like the shape of this hat. It is a little more subdued than the hat decorated with red and purple feathers.</em></span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-diZtHHWcGwaYZ953c136pJRRz69sxIx0y84vNAoXKBPJWKRI61sdtpkK3km-5ipLLx6ZCqtMypK8YCLVsdFvhtTiwbXbeARDMUka1iqPM9wvYAazkh4feShH3IjPC4_ePBPRLLvU8dc/s1600-h/2red+hat+2.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713231391561730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-diZtHHWcGwaYZ953c136pJRRz69sxIx0y84vNAoXKBPJWKRI61sdtpkK3km-5ipLLx6ZCqtMypK8YCLVsdFvhtTiwbXbeARDMUka1iqPM9wvYAazkh4feShH3IjPC4_ePBPRLLvU8dc/s400/2red+hat+2.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em> I love this boa made from red and purple feathers. I think that it will jazz up any outfit. </em></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEquMSQDU2k7M-9t4d8pQAtqDOyhpHkMX1JmPmesu9W3ELcAgvEE4Am3XUzXB_rig8tFL9EoEQhNlizujjT2vhgAtxc87WXkFPzEY8YPhVpdWPSlUC-nuGTMGajLIDJ1lgNoXlDPvI3E/s1600-h/1red+boa.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713227689934786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEquMSQDU2k7M-9t4d8pQAtqDOyhpHkMX1JmPmesu9W3ELcAgvEE4Am3XUzXB_rig8tFL9EoEQhNlizujjT2vhgAtxc87WXkFPzEY8YPhVpdWPSlUC-nuGTMGajLIDJ1lgNoXlDPvI3E/s400/1red+boa.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>WARNING</em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>When I am an old woman I shall wear purple</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And run my stick along the public railings</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And make up for the sobriety of my youth.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>I shall go out in my slippers in the rain</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>And pick the flowers in other people's gardens . . .. . .</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>But maybe I ought to practice a little now?</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><em>When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.</em></span></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-89170115936900089392009-02-18T01:00:00.000-08:002009-02-18T01:00:00.398-08:00My Willow Tree Collection<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Three or four years ago I bought my sister a Willow Tree sister figurine for Mother's Day. As I was buying the figure, I thought of how I would love to have a collection myself. Our daughter Jennifer and her family had invited Johnny and me for dinner at their house that year. After we ate, we were sitting in their family room relaxing. I mentioned to Jennifer that I had bought my sister the Willow Tree figurine and that I thought I would like to start collecting them. Jennifer got a surprised look on her face. She left the room and returned with a pretty gift wrapped package - a Mother's Day Gift. I carefully opened the package to find my first Willow Tree figurine, Mother and Daughter. Word quickly spread among my family that I was collecting the Willow Tree figurines. I now have a huge collection. I'd like to show you a few of my favorites.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><strong>Two of our daughters bought me the Father and Daughter figure. Each figure is special.</strong></em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBURv3gbEs3oadTBnVCorbgEPFYjFW48tSdIS-Q2zjtueWwGVGuKBvql_uSalLiVk-V7yt7HMufZJ5ZhVi1Vv1s2FIijjeKJhSVYUxrgXrgLoXX2USDq0D5PX78q0XeSx1hj2M-vMyrYU/s1600-h/4willow+fathers.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303966879164734098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBURv3gbEs3oadTBnVCorbgEPFYjFW48tSdIS-Q2zjtueWwGVGuKBvql_uSalLiVk-V7yt7HMufZJ5ZhVi1Vv1s2FIijjeKJhSVYUxrgXrgLoXX2USDq0D5PX78q0XeSx1hj2M-vMyrYU/s400/4willow+fathers.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><br /></em></span><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><strong>Would you believe that three of our daughters bought me the Mother and Daughter figures? Each Mother and Daughter figure is unique to me. </strong></em></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFSIcEXECoRV1i77AhNY6lWDzG_qJa_-soqxGHyOF-s7mhqrQtw4UMKkbr7sQbwv95ImOtEomRa2Lmq8vDlNdK0SyFF9NSobJKQY_4tywp8Amz1tvFZ_5X0lZADBams9b5JS94S1AwQQ/s1600-h/5willow+mother+and+daughter.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303961982535272722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFSIcEXECoRV1i77AhNY6lWDzG_qJa_-soqxGHyOF-s7mhqrQtw4UMKkbr7sQbwv95ImOtEomRa2Lmq8vDlNdK0SyFF9NSobJKQY_4tywp8Amz1tvFZ_5X0lZADBams9b5JS94S1AwQQ/s400/5willow+mother+and+daughter.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span></div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Generations<br /></em></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDesb51Tyv9WRojTY3LVs6AO0spqmtKHuwYrhuAVkwT2djgY14_DjtdWcZOvlLxu6ZBPccXs6E5jjKxeKwyNSLSr_W1yF_fUBsypIbWaKciNMbowojE-e1yMuEjzGnV2ARDKaiXjpdjVg/s1600-h/3willow+generations.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303961979033605858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDesb51Tyv9WRojTY3LVs6AO0spqmtKHuwYrhuAVkwT2djgY14_DjtdWcZOvlLxu6ZBPccXs6E5jjKxeKwyNSLSr_W1yF_fUBsypIbWaKciNMbowojE-e1yMuEjzGnV2ARDKaiXjpdjVg/s400/3willow+generations.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Promise<br /></em></span></strong><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgziTwmGNaMGy7P6rO6gOOOT-7cfGd0E0zDuPJ2pKHEShes1UtOGw9k9r0SnFD2fjuVIGYauYZE8Yt_hh4BuLwvztOr29ccAPmIWGIbp8w6e_xpKdg5pxTrtANgZR43189DyuA_A5bI7SM/s1600-h/2willow+promise.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303961974843882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgziTwmGNaMGy7P6rO6gOOOT-7cfGd0E0zDuPJ2pKHEShes1UtOGw9k9r0SnFD2fjuVIGYauYZE8Yt_hh4BuLwvztOr29ccAPmIWGIbp8w6e_xpKdg5pxTrtANgZR43189DyuA_A5bI7SM/s400/2willow+promise.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /></em></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Healing Grace<br /></em></span></strong><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Drp8C3GhCZ1esS_kbFU3mDCKH3shevcWoknTOzixyMJv0ypsl6D_K1Q_P-Im8zBnY9dJIMDa8UQickBgDJAZDeChNQH4fPxaKbuaQK85k6oBVB-WEjpAD3z-uFpNc2YdyIk-2SSFJrw/s1600-h/willow+healing+grace.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303961974958339538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Drp8C3GhCZ1esS_kbFU3mDCKH3shevcWoknTOzixyMJv0ypsl6D_K1Q_P-Im8zBnY9dJIMDa8UQickBgDJAZDeChNQH4fPxaKbuaQK85k6oBVB-WEjpAD3z-uFpNc2YdyIk-2SSFJrw/s400/willow+healing+grace.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Willow Tree was introduced in January 2000 with one figurine, 15 angels, and the Nativity. The line has grown to encompass those sentiments that we most want to express. To our friends, to our family, to our children's teachers, to those near and dear, to those far and infrequent.<br />Willow Tree is an intimate, personal line of figurative sculptures representing qualities and sentiments that help us feel close to others, heal wounds, or treasure relationships to living things. These art forms beautifully express love, closeness, healing, courage, hope...all the emotions of a life well lived. </em></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>I give Willow Tree figures to special people in my life to show them that I care. I have given the figures as gifts of encouragement, love, celebration, and loss. These are just a few pieces of my large collection. I will share more with you later. </em></span></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com109tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-16315411115991345842009-02-15T09:55:00.000-08:002009-02-15T21:04:55.525-08:00Happy Blue Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgks5D5DnrVwGmp-LvfpqGy42Cc1mH26rX4TPnvOXYD51HqbuoDm9_krHgriBH5KUbM2fcW1XIfC0Df0alSHrRPcwR44AiCT2VUHuFAqzwe8AXnFy2iNnp9D8b6hBz5gjckHZEULglRc5o/s1600-h/blue_monday_logo.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252148044913682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgks5D5DnrVwGmp-LvfpqGy42Cc1mH26rX4TPnvOXYD51HqbuoDm9_krHgriBH5KUbM2fcW1XIfC0Df0alSHrRPcwR44AiCT2VUHuFAqzwe8AXnFy2iNnp9D8b6hBz5gjckHZEULglRc5o/s400/blue_monday_logo.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">Celebrate Presidents' Day by flying the Red, White, and Blue</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">Washington's Birthday is a federal holiday held on the third Monday of February. It originally honored the life and work of George Washington, the first president of the United States. Now, other presidents are also honored on this day, which is why it is often known as Presidents' Day. </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">The first flag had 13 stars</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">Although legend has it that Betsy Ross sewed the first flag from a design by George Washington, this has not been substantiated. The first documented U.S. flag was a the staggered star pattern. A strong case for the designer of the first flag is Francis Hopkinson. A delegate from New Jersey to the Continental Congress and a signer of the Declaration of Independence. He submitted a bill to Congress for "currency designs, design for the great seal of the U.S., a treasury seal, a design for the flag ..." </span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246134643799778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM30Gdcr6absxWtadcfqhyy-JgGsAkJ5dptxsdXvoIK1qYz61DcclTvyULBw2i6UMOT17hyx0YgZ0GhljcDKqCwqpaMqv4ukE2HViskgs7K538WlfasGM6b1ETG3i97F42GfhnDhVE0PU/s400/313star.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">Today's flag has 50 stars - one star for each state in the union. </span><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUgpd7p5NbMgZEDuxBsKkDYHQXs2dl-IVqFyFyHdTLIp557gtLxflJiEUgYjnzltEYgfZ4zyvh7ByipqFzoG5apnlJR2PDFxBmjdfBZrcWRIOsof0kA5vUEuntR4ml2v-XQCsY9BUyfDU/s1600-h/2american_flag.gif"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246132240618514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUgpd7p5NbMgZEDuxBsKkDYHQXs2dl-IVqFyFyHdTLIp557gtLxflJiEUgYjnzltEYgfZ4zyvh7ByipqFzoG5apnlJR2PDFxBmjdfBZrcWRIOsof0kA5vUEuntR4ml2v-XQCsY9BUyfDU/s400/2american_flag.gif" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiENDNmkn72U9KIP7k9cZXqIn6VDv2nPDZGEJQUtgA1ixRC6Wpk2UHxFMGdW7Q38wvv6PhIrKXuo_eCeBIvMrqPkfZhyo7YsGEXz4AbAICQcQXSGNoDDAugauh6_QrOyPezLWN1s9wNFSg/s1600-h/1HOUSSE+FLAG.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246128604568642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiENDNmkn72U9KIP7k9cZXqIn6VDv2nPDZGEJQUtgA1ixRC6Wpk2UHxFMGdW7Q38wvv6PhIrKXuo_eCeBIvMrqPkfZhyo7YsGEXz4AbAICQcQXSGNoDDAugauh6_QrOyPezLWN1s9wNFSg/s400/1HOUSSE+FLAG.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><br />Red, White and <strong>Blue</strong> "The flag is the emblem of our unity, our power, our thought and purpose as a nation. It has no other character than that which we give it from generation to generation. For most Americans, their sentiments about the flag are not something they can easily define. To most of us, they are as individual as personality, as private as a family matter and almost as personal as religion." -- President Woodrow Wilson, 1917<br /></span><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOhnIDRUfRh2k_AL4R_RxPm29Los0fjRnUJd34uOTjC8eGtdIuG6ld5cO5T2xx0zzx_s1xpSltetAH7OLr9JFNHU7DUKM7OCExq8AW1YA9mdE1AGQLen_LuKkMf7ZcDClwki9FlUIG2g/s1600-h/blue+2.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303236625660638962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOhnIDRUfRh2k_AL4R_RxPm29Los0fjRnUJd34uOTjC8eGtdIuG6ld5cO5T2xx0zzx_s1xpSltetAH7OLr9JFNHU7DUKM7OCExq8AW1YA9mdE1AGQLen_LuKkMf7ZcDClwki9FlUIG2g/s400/blue+2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHtTHKZsfQNI8Dw-9S3Hya_QLoxDThmCQMDC4JNHrOXnygGIzZ_SCxZCSEyK-yVm6OfS6I3IFuOzf5n_PqaqyscH19wk5t6GaDSInoM00nVu3ov_jgOcRrzmg9V7H0zL0xWIVy6I8zVs/s1600-h/white2.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303236621647187538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHtTHKZsfQNI8Dw-9S3Hya_QLoxDThmCQMDC4JNHrOXnygGIzZ_SCxZCSEyK-yVm6OfS6I3IFuOzf5n_PqaqyscH19wk5t6GaDSInoM00nVu3ov_jgOcRrzmg9V7H0zL0xWIVy6I8zVs/s400/white2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK52db7nN_4OdsjaPI-GbtScc1PW0l69HUTtUrbo2w739sAqtiK2Tyb2EpluvdtX6d9NMmujm4OJfjJzUlAx9omEjKK7GME_A2yMA0VxVqCy5D6ij0-Iim_Ysv5AUsvPTGc8HP4umHElc/s1600-h/red+2.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303236617218672754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK52db7nN_4OdsjaPI-GbtScc1PW0l69HUTtUrbo2w739sAqtiK2Tyb2EpluvdtX6d9NMmujm4OJfjJzUlAx9omEjKK7GME_A2yMA0VxVqCy5D6ij0-Iim_Ysv5AUsvPTGc8HP4umHElc/s400/red+2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"> </span><br /><div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">Sally at </span><a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;">http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"> hosts Blue Monday. Blue Monday posts grow each week. Now when I think of Monday it's with a smile on my face as I anxiously look forward to seeing so many beautiful shades of blue. Thanks Sally!<br /></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com47tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-14632863670153809382009-02-13T21:15:00.000-08:002009-02-13T21:16:11.549-08:00To my Valentine<em></em><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Always and Forever</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em>You are my Valentine</em></strong></div><em></em><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOAc_lMeezrIwRSqtjlYxOwchZjPUaNy5p4UAzW-Spx3SXNTC4nRuVFHhuvRCGEUXa6yzNx-UbmxWeleuF-2FPTuYSnVeHJV0wWqYTJTQXKJXTuQ0nbR72FLE2GEoXPtH148_IClPICE/s1600-h/four.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120888599404898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOAc_lMeezrIwRSqtjlYxOwchZjPUaNy5p4UAzW-Spx3SXNTC4nRuVFHhuvRCGEUXa6yzNx-UbmxWeleuF-2FPTuYSnVeHJV0wWqYTJTQXKJXTuQ0nbR72FLE2GEoXPtH148_IClPICE/s400/four.jpg" border="0" /></em></a> <em>Johnny - High School Graduation</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVYgK5Om7xycH9sqqHVnnKvFMxh0lLJvl3XD2dr9jV_0W7A4WeewnKR2nwvhaFDaxIRh6Y6Zv6qX12bVZMQD2EUDvCSyFJfIXDJmwtLRdm_5j87IaHOt_b_LAHeE2RFd9Ue3xy_iPCLw/s1600-h/three.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120890901689026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVYgK5Om7xycH9sqqHVnnKvFMxh0lLJvl3XD2dr9jV_0W7A4WeewnKR2nwvhaFDaxIRh6Y6Zv6qX12bVZMQD2EUDvCSyFJfIXDJmwtLRdm_5j87IaHOt_b_LAHeE2RFd9Ue3xy_iPCLw/s400/three.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em>Sweetie - High School Graduation<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpQy8HAnukaSTWIQ-fHj_2_wxFhx2UytscLGUJhhNo5Sk7HznAuFSpQwxxlJ7sEYVS7voZ-q07JU5AUKuisG0avqE-Kd4iDT3U40gEGcnhSQI-sM6WvtpiLGEscoqRcDPD-zKYuHFu0Y/s1600-h/two.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120885320905682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpQy8HAnukaSTWIQ-fHj_2_wxFhx2UytscLGUJhhNo5Sk7HznAuFSpQwxxlJ7sEYVS7voZ-q07JU5AUKuisG0avqE-Kd4iDT3U40gEGcnhSQI-sM6WvtpiLGEscoqRcDPD-zKYuHFu0Y/s400/two.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em><br />The Senior Prom - we were out all night.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsBZth7hCOP0BIr1Isu89F2GSyZR7MEmYqhEKGI9a5r8d3dajPedqKreLOB_XzPY40flLMW0So7Q2Pstx_02qvsMy4oEjGrjl4UE8zzj-yvb92nAuGGchkewVzpwYrCzAa7Z2UVrQZi7A/s1600-h/one.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120887100787698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsBZth7hCOP0BIr1Isu89F2GSyZR7MEmYqhEKGI9a5r8d3dajPedqKreLOB_XzPY40flLMW0So7Q2Pstx_02qvsMy4oEjGrjl4UE8zzj-yvb92nAuGGchkewVzpwYrCzAa7Z2UVrQZi7A/s400/one.jpg" border="0" /></em></a></div><div><em></em></div><div><em>I was only 17 - we ran off and got married. "They" said that it would never last.<br /><br /></em><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxIpkfZ57u1LVimWRTJWdzojJ5NxVQPnUyJbxS_TjemLip2AuvHLvxBnf2jk-pkmjclaO25t9h8McIk_W7fL6RnR47Gel1BH8s7vC-LWPGusrH17OQOmecMagw0nmlJJeqlLmMSdS0zLw/s1600-h/5mom+&+dad+06+11+62+(2).jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302118846290586498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxIpkfZ57u1LVimWRTJWdzojJ5NxVQPnUyJbxS_TjemLip2AuvHLvxBnf2jk-pkmjclaO25t9h8McIk_W7fL6RnR47Gel1BH8s7vC-LWPGusrH17OQOmecMagw0nmlJJeqlLmMSdS0zLw/s400/5mom+%26+dad+06+11+62+(2).jpg" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>We loved.<br /></em><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSlQ7ZdAppMTzT_AHKHkAGA83S0QpR_Vfni25eqLsvpkBZ4atwZn3vfebHwIVmYTr39ULJ6HyF-O_1T-WRTNjU_W3AVuzucKIKBWWgF_NBMjpcK39HA6g1vk_e896qaqqYuPmp6y-0Lg/s1600-h/3mom+kissing+dad.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302117293781066978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSlQ7ZdAppMTzT_AHKHkAGA83S0QpR_Vfni25eqLsvpkBZ4atwZn3vfebHwIVmYTr39ULJ6HyF-O_1T-WRTNjU_W3AVuzucKIKBWWgF_NBMjpcK39HA6g1vk_e896qaqqYuPmp6y-0Lg/s400/3mom+kissing+dad.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> We danced.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWR8fgyZhp1gSVcKZhwB4ei-JJboZfbhu8qCMa_mdV5-4KZV7twA7Cfyp8RRfvEAzxQQV7adLNMaWOpypeepx9KptMMyjHH-SJJINbsLeazvdGSM4Gp2iynJJO6C3md_VinTzkrV2UpDU/s1600-h/4D&M+Jenn"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302117296621185186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWR8fgyZhp1gSVcKZhwB4ei-JJboZfbhu8qCMa_mdV5-4KZV7twA7Cfyp8RRfvEAzxQQV7adLNMaWOpypeepx9KptMMyjHH-SJJINbsLeazvdGSM4Gp2iynJJO6C3md_VinTzkrV2UpDU/s400/4D&M+Jenn%27s+wedding.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><br /><em>In a hundred years from now</em></div><div><em>I know without a doubt</em></div><div><em>They'll all look back and wonder how</em></div><div><em>We made it all work out</em></div><div><em>Chances are</em></div><div><em>We'll go down in history</em></div><div><em>When they want to see</em></div><div><em>How true love should be</em></div><div><em>They'll just look at us</em></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vGs62zWpXZxECBRX97V3mRwl90Fam-QqBLgQAdtngvbeFbxamHNqiO213wKi-AnAfHI5A2q1pe4YC_tD7eAb88xaOlr64Ve0w606j1cgue6KyxVl1X2PnOSh_4ivetwL7j5DIuML96s/s1600-h/1+skip+2Mom+and+Dad+older.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302117296531597618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vGs62zWpXZxECBRX97V3mRwl90Fam-QqBLgQAdtngvbeFbxamHNqiO213wKi-AnAfHI5A2q1pe4YC_tD7eAb88xaOlr64Ve0w606j1cgue6KyxVl1X2PnOSh_4ivetwL7j5DIuML96s/s400/1+skip+2Mom+and+Dad+older.jpg" border="0" /></em></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2950784721585550472.post-51884446576236538532009-02-12T02:00:00.000-08:002009-02-12T02:00:01.817-08:00A Gift from God<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>We celebrated "Family Sunday" this week. I bribed Ashley into letting me take her picture. She said that she was miserable and that she hoped February 22 would arrive quickly so that she would have her baby daughter. But little did she know......</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs06m-Qglr3bnKJcurfo3Eep5JmNbSH5zLnly7TWiPORPAuILG89Ueym6IbXFSqD6XlMAc0DMSpUmz72wRcX0Bi-3Egv0hje2s0ixVxFzXtkhZ98jVEU5vZb7gJzD_FcrwBiaz5zc5aDk/s1600-h/Baby+Ashley+pregnant.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731973925485778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs06m-Qglr3bnKJcurfo3Eep5JmNbSH5zLnly7TWiPORPAuILG89Ueym6IbXFSqD6XlMAc0DMSpUmz72wRcX0Bi-3Egv0hje2s0ixVxFzXtkhZ98jVEU5vZb7gJzD_FcrwBiaz5zc5aDk/s400/Baby+Ashley+pregnant.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> Ashley's and Justin's beautiful baby daughter was to be born sooner than expected. She arrived a little early - February 9.<br /></em></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93Me4pffGZRHCKVIXq-WCMw9ljnv1J6331l4RFTkoL1TV0hlVaV04FpLyUYuJsD-y7VQOEZ-7wuFt9yHQchVw_Holx8ydyhJBSv7sAXeDk3dtAtmeCTgmv8dD7vA2bEtRwvyNuCELgh8/s1600-h/Babyashley.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731971899639266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93Me4pffGZRHCKVIXq-WCMw9ljnv1J6331l4RFTkoL1TV0hlVaV04FpLyUYuJsD-y7VQOEZ-7wuFt9yHQchVw_Holx8ydyhJBSv7sAXeDk3dtAtmeCTgmv8dD7vA2bEtRwvyNuCELgh8/s400/Babyashley.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />Isn't Haylee Sherryann a beautiful baby?<br /></em></span><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCbBNpSO8MiCFBT8YjaSZFD3TK5PpJ0nz1WNVuC8Y_NqBiadfs0pzLLqnRsxMGlMpPrnhb7qoZXd9wy3w1SuOZ0k4fGG8BYLfW67-xspNJMn4s4ZPFEAboEdUD5lvOwpf15h3m5pYvwI/s1600-h/Baby+alone.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731965601461794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCbBNpSO8MiCFBT8YjaSZFD3TK5PpJ0nz1WNVuC8Y_NqBiadfs0pzLLqnRsxMGlMpPrnhb7qoZXd9wy3w1SuOZ0k4fGG8BYLfW67-xspNJMn4s4ZPFEAboEdUD5lvOwpf15h3m5pYvwI/s400/Baby+alone.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />Daddy and Mommy love her so very much. Big brother Mason is anxious to have Mommy and Baby come home. Daddy and Mommy are both oh so tired!<br /></em></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi50AXBRR3joNnS_qM0THVi3s21P2vNz6b2MYmU5oY2tos6QJhPGlShegJ2m_Rgk0MQ_vdHs1yi8qbzx7u6yjh4qKffcA994bf8DTYFeiuWiLrWy_I5sZ5hmyD1b0_YFsUqEC2OJRMS1x4/s1600-h/babykiss.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731679471551074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi50AXBRR3joNnS_qM0THVi3s21P2vNz6b2MYmU5oY2tos6QJhPGlShegJ2m_Rgk0MQ_vdHs1yi8qbzx7u6yjh4qKffcA994bf8DTYFeiuWiLrWy_I5sZ5hmyD1b0_YFsUqEC2OJRMS1x4/s400/babykiss.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />Yes - tired but so very, very happy.<br /></em></span><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowvG8o3pbK8hxHimn-d82S4nc5xPRb8VIva02ubjrQss7_eatkJy9i_JaEUjGZB_TW7DuGDM5MwSbpjUa4JV7f-FN4Kg5r5ZpKhWYuK6dOvMmoqTRPDisjMrGb5q4P9N3yTMXZnZuAlI/s1600-h/Baby+proud+parents.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731681139270994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowvG8o3pbK8hxHimn-d82S4nc5xPRb8VIva02ubjrQss7_eatkJy9i_JaEUjGZB_TW7DuGDM5MwSbpjUa4JV7f-FN4Kg5r5ZpKhWYuK6dOvMmoqTRPDisjMrGb5q4P9N3yTMXZnZuAlI/s400/Baby+proud+parents.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br />I am so very happy, proud, and thrilled to have another beautiful great-grandchild!! A baby is a gift from God.<br /></em></span><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEido4wdGkBLTWErXhRfx5tvLv72wQqUe55ttKjOWyIPKKkDJTJ7ERX9_B0zHs5wGARNaJYV55DGAiX5NsS1_7ov9Rd6TBbEjw4fHITvB5_x1W-C3cDxTDyyVKCv-OX_w0hZnL6rVd5nZ4Y/s1600-h/Baby+sweetie+Ashley.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301731675781531394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEido4wdGkBLTWErXhRfx5tvLv72wQqUe55ttKjOWyIPKKkDJTJ7ERX9_B0zHs5wGARNaJYV55DGAiX5NsS1_7ov9Rd6TBbEjw4fHITvB5_x1W-C3cDxTDyyVKCv-OX_w0hZnL6rVd5nZ4Y/s400/Baby+sweetie+Ashley.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><strong>Baby<br /></strong> WHERE did you come from, baby dear?<br />Out of the everywhere into the here.<br />Where did you get those eyes so blue?<br />Out of the sky as I came through.<br />What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?<br /></em></span><a name="5"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> </em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Some of the starry spikes left in.<br />Where did you get that little tear?<br />I found it waiting when I got here.<br />What makes your forehead so smooth and high?<br />A soft hand strok’d it as I went by.<br /></em></span><a name="10"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> </em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?<br />I saw something better than any one knows.<br />Whence that three-corner’d smile of bliss?<br />Three angels gave me at once a kiss.<br />Where did you get this pearly ear?<br /></em></span><a name="15"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> </em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>God spoke, and it came out to hear.<br />Where did you get those arms and hands?<br />Love made itself into bonds and bands.<br />Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?<br />From the same box as the cherubs’ wings.<br /></em></span><a name="20"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> </em></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> How did they all just come to be you?<br />God thought about me, and so I grew.<br />But how did you come to us, you dear?<br />God thought about you, and so I am here.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>George Macdonald (1824–1905)<br /></em></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sweetiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01216509812299330017noreply@blogger.com36