Whatever else be lost among the years,
Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing;
Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears,
Let us hold close one day, remembering
Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men.
Let us get back our childlike faith again.
~Grace Noll Crowell
December 8, 2013 at 9:09 AM (Potent Quotable)
Whatever else be lost among the years,
Hi Guys. Does it seem like Christmas is breathing down your neck this year? For goodness sake, slow this train D.O.W.N.!
The house is decorated, the tree is up as of last night. We have Caregroup tonight, there was a deadline.
The leaves in the front yard are raked and collected. The back looks good. The one side looks a little leafy still, but we are running out of time here. We may have to let those sleeping dogs lie.
One more week of BSF then a glorious break until January 9. I love BSF, but breaks are most welcome!
I have about 4 presents bought and sitting in my closet. That is going to have to change.
It is 25 degrees this morning and Keelyody and I are still walking! We walk until there is snow, or ice or sleet on the ground. We are not postmen.
I went to a new urologist on Wednesday for a second opinion. Because my first urologists opinion was the opposite of thorough and organized, or helpful.
I liked the new fellow a lot. He seemed very normal and spoke with me like I was a person, I always like that quality in a doctor.
We ended up talking a little about our kids, our holidays and his game plan. I was very excited that he had a game plan, other than take the medicine and come back in 6 months. Which, by the way, feels like being put off, because one does not have a game plan.
I left the office feeling hopeful and like God had done some groundwork before I had arrived. God always has a game plan.
This new fellow came highly recommended by our close personal friends in the pediatric department of urology at U of M., otherwise known as The Ab-Cat’s doctor since she was six.
Come to find out, Abby’s doctor is the new fellows BOSS.
It’s good to have friends in high places.
Speaking of friends in high places, my Aunt Phyllis has a friend who works at the very same University of Michigan Hospital. The friend has been looking into getting Abby a job at said U of M Hospital. Today, Phyllis, Abby and I are meeting aforementioned friend for lunch and they are going to introduce Abby to someone in an important department. If she comes to mind, could you please, P.L.E.A.S.E., pretty please pray that this goes well and that it will lead to employment for our Girl.
There has been very limited hiring over there all year, this would have to be a God Thing.
Nothing is too hard for God.
"Ah, Sovereign LORD, you have made the heavens and the earth by your great power and outstretched arm. Nothing is too hard for you.
New International Version (NIV)
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
I have been very blessed by my Aunt Phyllis’ tenacity in this whole endeavor. I feel like she is calling in a favor on Abby’s behalf and we are completely grateful.
She is like a petite, 5’1, pit bull with a game plan!!!!!! We are SO thankful!
Off we go.
Hope your weekend is tenaciously accomplished.
I like to read blogs and watch television shows that repurpose things. Take something old or ugly and make it cute and useful again. I have participated in this exercise myself on occasion, but it has been a while.
When Capri Patt helped me redo The Ab-Cat’s room it became apparent that a few things she needed required a little sprucing up.
Exhibit A, her clothes hamper.
A useful engine to be sure. Probably 8 to 10 years old and showing signs of wear about a quarter of the way up its sides from wheelchair bumpage. Sorry spellcheck, you are going to have to live with bumpage. We have this bumpage ALL over our house; walls, table legs, fridge. It’s the way it is.
Beyond the bumpage, the hamper was the wrong color for her newly painted and redecorated bathroom. Despite the cosmetic difficulties, it remained in fine working condition, and that made us think of a makeover.
Using Abby’s old torn shower curtain as a drop cloth and armed with some Lowe’s purchased, black matte spray paint, I covered up the unwanted color and the bumpage. All the while holding a hoodie, that someone left in the garage, over my nose. I beg to differ on hoodie spellcheck, it is totally a word on Words With Friends. Get it together man!!!
Just a couple of coats to get into all the nooks and crannies, and now it is once again a fully functioning member of Abby’s bathroom! I had some paint left over to cover future bumpage. Just like winter, it will come again.
Next up, shiny gold light fixture. I knew this would work because we had done the same thing to the same kind of light fixture in Mousey’s bathroom. I was hoping to avoid the second coat, bumpy/ripple hideous thing that happened when spraying Mousey’s, but alas, it was not possible. Honey had to work a little magic before I sprayed again.
It’s not perfect, but I don’t really notice it when it is hanging. Goodbye shiny gold, you won’t be missed.
Last, but not least, this was the reason I bought the spray paint in the first place. This little thing was from Abby’s first bedroom in this house. Very pink and purple and very not her anymore. We found it in her closet when we cleaned it out last summer.
She needed something to put her bills and receipts in, because I was getting a little tired of her Visa bill hanging around on the island until she paid it. My first thought was to cover it with some sort of pretty paper. My second thought was, nah, black is more classic, and quicker!
Loving it!! Returned to function, love that too!!!
I now declare her room DONE!
Sounds presidential doesn’t it?
I introduce you to my new brother, Teddy.
My Father and his wife Marilyn have a new baby. Two months old and full of everything!
We had so much fun watching him be a puppy!
The Ab-Cat was especially glad to have a pooch-i-doo on her lap again.
This was a good one too, small, soft, floppy, lick-y and bite-y!
It looked so natural!
Teddy Bear was a doll! He is a Maltese Shiatsu Nana picked him out for his markings around the eyes.
I would have picked him for his darling little rumpus!
Look at that curly tail, and perfect little fur pants!
It’s been a long time since they have had a dog around and I know they have missed it. It’s been years since their Max passed away. They decided it was time since they sold their Florida home and weren’t doing all the travelling back and forth. He is keeping them very…..busy.
We wore that dog slap out. Passed out in the middle of his two favorite things, his squeaky toy and his food dish.
It’s nice to have a baby around!
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! We had a good day with family and our bird was noble!
November 27, 2013 at 9:40 AM (From the Heart)
24 “Anyone who listens to my teaching and follows it is wise, like a person who builds a house on solid rock. 25 Though the rain comes in torrents and the floodwaters rise and the winds beat against that house, it won’t collapse because it is built on bedrock.
It is the week of Thanksgiving, there is talk of gratitude in the air. As it should be.
I can always think of things to be grateful for. The Lord has been good to me and shown Himself in ways that I am very thankful for. “God things” make life worth living.
It’s not so much the thankfulness that I struggle with, it’s the rain that comes in torrents, the rising floodwaters, and the never ending beating winds. It’s been a long time since I felt so tossed by storms. And for that I am thankful as well.
Everyone goes through storms, it is part of our life on this earth.
I remember our former BSF teaching leader once said that if you were not going through a storm right now, you were coming out of a storm, or God was preparing you to go through a storm. It is inevitable, the Christian life does not exempt you from bad weather. Sometimes all we can do is batten down the hatches, hold on, and keep looking to the One who can calm the storm. God is our anchor, our life preserver.
But that doesn’t mean that there is not destruction of property. Or serious injury or casualties. Or that your firm foundation is not scoured down to the bedrock.
All around me I see fall out from storms. In my Bible study circle of 30 women I can tell you a dozen or more seriously sad tales of hurt, tragedy, and illness with the ability to steal life. Dear friends and loved ones who have had hearts cracked wide open and turned upside down, leaving bits of their lives scattered in a debris field a mile long. Disappointments, depression and dysfunction. Struggles of every shape and size. Satan is having a field day.
But do you know what else I see? I see faith in action. People lifting each other up in prayer, giving hugs and listening ears. Others helping in practical ways. I see prayers being answered. Maybe not answered how we think is easiest, like healing or removing the problem, but in other ways. Strength is given, burdens are carried, peace is found. All while enduring the storm.
I’m thankful for bedrock.
I guess that is what I am most grateful for this season.
Have a thankful Thanksgiving.
Happy week of Thanksgiving Y’All!
I believe I mentioned that the Thursday holiday has joophered up the BSF schedule. I will be heading over to leaders meeting shortly, and I am breathing a huge sigh of relief that I going with my completed lesson! BARELY.
Honey and I got quite a bit accomplished on Saturday and it was a good thing, not much was happening around here on Sunday. Went to church, had lunch, took a nap, and completed afore mentioned lesson. The End.
I was going to show you the spray painting things I did for The Ab-Cat’s bedroom. I then realized that I have the before and during shots, but alas, have no afters.
I will put that on my to do list, which is growing at the moment, in preparation of hosting the holiday.
Honey is reconsidering the wisdom of a November vacation as he was not 100% finished with his outside work before we left. He came home to leaves on the ground, a last lawn mowing, and frozen hoses, among other things. If any of you have been around here any length of time, unfinished outside work plays havoc with his Italian heritage. It rubs his finicky outdoor Day-go fur the wrong way.
Also, due to the monsoons we have been experiencing up here in The Mitten, he has already had to pump a good bit of pool water out, almost unheard of this early in the season.
We did make some headway in our disaster of a basement. It had become a sort of dumping ground, full of things I had brought home from my parents sold home this summer, containers full of household goods that each child wanted, the solar pool cover and three stacked lounge chairs.
There were also piles of things, waiting to be boxed and taken to our friendly, neighborhood Salvation Army.
Honey has been bringing me boxes home from work, so that step is now complete. They are still languishing in the basement though, awaiting their ride.
Cross that off my list Baby!!!
There is more purging to do, but I think it is after holiday work.
Have I mentioned that the weather has turned?
Oh.My.Word. It’s like someone flipped a switch and it is freaking FREEZING out there!
Teens and under. How rude.
In conversations with the Girls and The Boy and The Dane, we have agreed on our Introduction to Christmas Movie. Last year’s choice was The Grinch, the one with Jim Carrey, not the cartoon. The Girls suggested Elf.
While on the phone with The Boy, he asked if it could be The Grinch again, because evidently The Dane is not strong in Dr. Seuss, and he feels it is his duty to introduce her to the world of The Who’s.
The Grinch it is!
And then he suggested that there is no rule that we could not watch Elf in addition!
Bring on the holiday!
November 24, 2013 at 8:35 AM (Potent Quotable)
Who does not thank for little will not thank for much. ~Estonian Proverb
Thou hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, – a grateful heart;
Not thankful when it pleaseth me,
As if Thy blessings had spare days,
But such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it. ~William Arthur Ward
Hem your blessings with thankfulness so they don’t unravel. ~Author Unknown
Colossians 3:17 ESV
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
The first week home from vacation is behind us.
There is not much to show for it. We have GOT to get cracking on this Thanksgiving holiday thing.
We did buy the Butterball, it is quietly defrosting (hogging) on the majority of the bottom shelf in the fridge.
I have to clean for Caregroup this evening, so that is a good many steps in the right direction.
Our Caregroup chose the book of James to study. I like James, he has spoken good words to me in the past.
Daylight savings time is kicking my tail!
I wanted to go to bed last night at 7:30.
When I came upstairs from working yesterday at 3:30, it was already twilight.
Not the kind with vampires and bad acting either.
I am very relieved to have those great room couches ordered.
It was weighing on me. Lounging is very important in our family.
I was hoping that my desire to replace our more casual couches for less casual couches would not cause a comfort problem.
Honey approved it, so there shouldn’t be any lack of comfort fall out to land on my shoulders.
Wednesday and Thursday are the typical days that I go to my Bible study (BSF), so that means I was just there yesterday.
Due to Thanksgiving being on Thursday, we scootch class to Tuesday next week, and leaders meeting to Monday.
So that means I have to have my lesson done for leaders meeting by Monday. That is a very quick turn around for me considering that I don’t usually START my lesson until Monday.
I realize this is not really a huge problem. Mainly a time management issue.
On my mind nonetheless.
We highlighted Mousey’s hair just a little bit this week.
We are liking it very much! We will be sure to show you in the Thanksgiving pictures.
I also colored my skunk stripe this weekend. That is exciting to no one but me.
Honey hung The Ab-Cat’s new ceiling light and fan yesterday, and hung up the light in her bathroom that I spray painted. Did I ever tell you about that? Maybe Monday.
It looks loverly and I am going to call her room COMPLETED!
Or it will be after this weekend when I hang up the final curtain panel on her door wall and steam the whole kit and caboodle with The Oreo Mom’s graciously loaned steamer! I didn’t really want to iron all 6 panels!
The Oreo Mom is a handy gal to know! She has skills, equipment and such!
I wore my favorite Naples Goodwill purchase to BSF yesterday with already owned leggings and boots, and received many complements! One gal even said she was coveting!
I don’t find the picture all that flattering, but Oh.My.Word, was it comfortable!
I actually had a pretty good run at The Goodwill this vacation, I don’t know if I mentioned that. Not as much as usual, but definitely good stuff! I will try and gather some up from all corners of the house to give you a peek.
Well, that is 500 words of information you didn’t even need to hear to survive. I hope you have a most loverly, pre Thanksgiving weekend!