tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281922802012-01-25T13:02:00.481-06:00Blu-I'd-Blondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00697064786593632939noreply@blogger.comBlogger1051100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28192280.post-52068527229491078042012-01-14T13:40:00.001-06:002012-01-14T13:44:19.454-06:00

I can't put a finger on it.  Could be the after-Christmas doldrums?  I weathered that pretty well, or so I thought.  Maybe it's the January blues, unseasonably warm weather, but I usually like the sunshine and warm temps we've been having. Or, maybe it's a sense of purposelessness I can't get a handle on.  I'm unfruitful except for the time I spend with the grandchildren, but which I feel less

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To all the young mothers out there struggling with children who are hyperactive with an abundance of sweets and too many gifts to play with all at once but clutters every inch of your living spaces, I admire you. "Have I (the Lord) not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9 NKJV The path of

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"But the angel said to them, 'Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people.  Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you:  he is Christ the Lord.  This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger.'"  Luke 2:10-12. "But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart."  Luke 2:19

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Tuesday evening we went to our grandson's pre-school Christmas program.  It wasn't his first public appearance, but this was in a different church and in front of mostly strangers, rather than the crowd he's used to in his home church. These "firsts" are really interesting now that I'm the grandmother.  You never know what a kid is really like until they're in front of an audience. Like any

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I'm going to write this post before I lose my nerve.  It may not be pretty...and if it's not pretty, what then? What if this post leaves the reader less than hopeful?  It would probably be no worse than what most readers are struggling with this time of year. I still have hope...barely!  Having hope is not something I manufacture out of the lonely recesses of my heart.  Only by the grace of God

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Yes, here I am for just a short span of time, in December, with Christmas music to inspire me.  These last couple of months it's been easier to put one day's worth of thoughts into the short uninspiring sentences of Facebook.  Not what I had dreamed I would do if I would someday write something, anything, worthwhile.  But at least my family and friends can check Facebook and reassure themselves

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Maybe I've mentioned this before, but if not, here it is:  I'm going to quit going to doctors, well maybe I'll go to one if I have to. Every time I go to a doctor I am subjected to another test or two which results in another diagnosis or two.  My mother-in-law attributed her health and long life (103 yrs.) to the fact that she stayed away from doctors.  She may have been right! Now, I say, if

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Did you ever go to the doctor feeling fine and come out feeling horrible?  Last Thursday I had a stomach endoscopy by a really nice doctor.  Well, I thought he was nice.  I had virtually no symptoms, now I've got 'em for gastritis and GERD! Then I added insult to injury by looking on the internet for information.  Now I really feel bad!  Actually, I'm feeling as good as can be expected.  Honestly

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I'm doing cartwheels, hand-stands, head-stands and yelling "praise the Lord," every opportunity I have.  And if you believe this, you believe in miracles.  Now, that wasn't so hard was it--to believe in miracles?  Of course, if you know me you'll know how impossible it really is for me to do all these things, except praise the Lord, and some of you might even have your doubts about that when

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Hi, to anyone who has been faithful to check and see if I've made it back from my chasm of grief.  I thought I would change the look of my blog just to remind myself and others that I'm here...again. I've not been alone because God has been with me, even when I wasn't sure.  He IS faithful. Since my sister died last March, we attended an uncle's funeral just three or four days after my sis's.  

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The Saturday before Easter  (23rd) we went to our oldest granddaughter's soccer game.  She certainly has fun being mostly-the-goalee, but she has a mean kick too.  We took younger brother with us.  He was mostly on my lap, hiding his face and hands from the chilly wind.  It was pretty cold, and I was so glad I wore my winter coat instead of the spring jacket I thought would be warm enough. For

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Since my sister's death a  couple of weeks ago, and the impending birth of  our daughter's fourth child  (our fourth grandchild), I feel like I'm in the middle of a teeter-totter, trying to keep my balance. Of course, my sis's death is what keeps one end down with heaviness of heart where I don't mind lingering awhile as I process and learn to accept the circumstances of her death.  Yet, I must

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Yesterday is gone, and yet it seems as if time is standing still.  The day started and went about as usual.  But when evening came, it's a completely other story. Last week Tuesday our pregnant daughter went to the hospital thinking it might be time for her to deliver their baby.  This would make it about a month early.  She doesn't feel contractions, doesn't know she's having one unless she's

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I wrote a post but when I went to post it, it would not publish as I had written it.  If I can't get this to work, I plan on abandoning blogspot and either using another program than blogspot or post only on facebook!  

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Christmas isn't about buying the right gift.  It's not all about sending cards, baking, eating, and hoping we'll get our wishes fulfilled. Christmas is accepting the gift that God gave us--a Babe in a manger, His only Son, Jesus, the Christ.  Like Mary, we ponder what this gift means to each and everyone of us. The world was, and is, in great darkness.  Will we see and accept that light of

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As you can see, I've been back briefly to update the blog to a wintry theme.  I wanted to do a red, white, and green blog for Christmas, but decided for as much work as it is, I would just do winter with a splash of pink to brighten it up.   If I have time I can always add red and green to the current theme. I plan to follow-up soon with pictures to catch up with what's been going on--been busy.

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As you've probably noticed, I'm not content to set up my blogspot and then leave it alone.  When I put the picture of crafted halloween stuff at the top of my blog I thought it was seasonally cute.  But I got tired of it really quick.  Plus, it was directly oppositional to my philosophy of halloween.  The traditional American halloween is alright for kids, you know, letting them have fun and

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Has it really been over a week since I posted?  Time seems to slip through my fingers like falling leaves.  Only sometimes time slipping by isn't as colorful as the beautiful leaves.  I can't get my "act" together like I used to. In the good old days I kept a calendar/planner which helped me manage my time faithfully.  But when I had to quit working sooner than I had planned my time management

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Here is Alana with her before (lower picture) and after (above) pictures when she gifted the tooth fairy last Friday.   Look what the UPS man brought! Already assembled, no batteries needed, self-propelled, complete with blue eyes, blond hair, button nose, and the cutest smile. We love that little doll! Alana loves to play soccer.  Her team's first game was Saturday morning.  She

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The first day of Fall came and went. It hasn't made a huge dent in the Kansas weather, although temperatures in the 80's are better than 90's. The winds finally blew in some rain, below an inch, which was very welcome. I drove home from my daughter's farm in a heavy shower Thursday night. I managed to keep moving without incident. I'm not as used to driving in the rain at night, but since we

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I'm just warning you, this got kind of long. It's been a crazy, busy week. I guess that's what makes the time go fast. I haven't been so see the grandchildren since last week. So wouldn't you know that this would be the week April began, not just taking a few steps without help but, walking on her own. Her mom said she's going all over the place. I missed it. I'm going to see that sweet, growing

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When all five of us children were at home together we would gather around the piano and sing hymns and gospel music.  Our oldest sister would play hymns from the book. Sometimes our middle sister would play gospel songs by ear (without the book) and we would all harmonize together, even though some of us didn't read notes.  After we married and established our own homes, we still gathered

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Saturday, the United States will be commemorating one of the worst days in our lives.  A story of a war that was declared on our nation, a story of life and death.  A story of survival, faith, and hope. Even though I didn't lose anyone I knew on September 11, 2001, I will never forget that day.  I was home following the news and, like everyone else, trying to figure out what happened and why. 

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I want badly to write something to post but am too exhausted to think after a busy couple of days.  Will be going to my daughter and the grandchildren Thursday, and hope to be back on Friday or Saturday.  God bless you today. Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. 12 In those days when

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For all who are experiencing discouragement, troubles, or loss: For this slight momentary affliction is preparing us for an eternal weight of glory beyond all measure.  ~2 Corinthians 4:17 May you be comforted in knowing that this difficult trial will have an end.  God has ordained that all things will come to a conclustion.  As painful as it seems right now, none of this will last forever.  As

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Whenever I have a long or short pause between posts it's because I'm having computer problems (not this time as my ISP is working for now), I'm just way too busy and too tired to think and write.  Other times I'm having a foray into a large or small struggle with depression which I don't like to talk about. When I'm too busy to write I think about all kinds of creative ways I could write about

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I'm reading an interesting book from our church library:  Making Life Rich Without Any Money, by Phil Callaway.  Not any money??  That takes me back to childhood when everything I needed was provided by my parents, and the only money I thought I had to have went for candy and trinkets.  I guess it's good to get my thinking straight and realize that Callaway is trying to convince me that my

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Tomorrow and Sunday I'm going on a mini-vacation at my friend's house.  I'll revisit some of the old abandoned farmhouses in between here and there.  It may be hot, but I'll be refreshed when I step onto her shaded deck and enjoy the south vista where her husband takes off and lands his ultra light. We'll sip an iced drink beside her Koi pond and take a walk down memory lane--over 45 years of

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How do you feel about mourning a family pet when it dies?  What's the big deal?  How does the death change your life; the life of other pets in the home?  Given the choice to treat the pet at all costs or to euthanize it would you be able to decide what's best for the pet, or would you try to keep them alive as long as possible?  Our dear Himalayan cat had been in frail health since February. 

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Our calico, Bunny, in a pensive mood. I love all kinds of animals but will tolerate only three kinds to live in our home: cats, fish, and birds.  I love cats because I grew up on a farm with many cats and kittens.  As a child, I played with them everyday.  However, our mother didn't allow animals inside our home--except in winter when dad had to warm up a newborn calf.  It was fun to play

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I've been tweeking my blogspot the last few days. Take a look around, visit some of my favorite-other blogs and websites. I try to have some fun while I'm online.I was surprised, when I did Yahoo and Google searches with the title of my blog, that it didn't pop up. It seems there are a lot of folks out there who have the same wanderlust, using wonder and wander interchangeably in all kinds of

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It's so great to be back online. I've spent the last couple of days catching up on my blogger friends. If I didn't have time to comment on each one I visited I'll try to do that the next time I stop by. You all are my online community and I've missed you. What did I do the last three months I was offline? Luckily it was Spring and Summer which are always busy since our daughter married a farmer

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According to the calendar summer has just begun (June 21st for the uninformed). The 21st is when I start counting backwards--the days begin getting shorter until the first day of Winter, when they begin elongating again. Whether or not we have daylight savings time life would go on, the Lord willing. It seemed simpler when time was all the same, which it is now, even though we play games

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Took my computer to 'puter doctor today. I think some viruses were keeping me from getting on the internet. I have been offline for a couple of months. I'm missing it more now than I did at first. I'm not used to coming to the public library to work on the blog and facebook. Although it works just as well. In one way, it's been alright to not have the internet at my fingertips. It's given

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Warning: For anyone who cares to know about my story of living with chronic pain and illness, this ones for you. I'm praying that by sharing my journey someone will be helped or encouraged. Feel free to join the dialogue with your comments, encouragements, questions, or suggestions. If this isn't your cup-of-tea, thank you for not slamming the door on your way out. I believe that through

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First of all, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, to anyone who stops to see if I'm still perking along. I knew I had to come and derail this loooong holiday hiatus I've been on. My good intentions about keeping my blog up to date have been buried under an avalance of holiday preparation, being a busy grandmother in the most literal sense, health issues that many grandparents go through at my age, and winter

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Okay, I'm a little late with my Thanksgiving journal, but here goes. (Pictures below) We met on November 15 for my siblings Thanksgiving celebration. Missing were my brother and his wife from Chicago, their daughter from Atlanta, a niece and her family from Las Vegas, a couple of nephews and their families from California, two nephews and their families from somewhere else in Kansas. My

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We were playing outside on a mild fall day when we discovered one of the many wooly caterpillars that were traveling sidewalks, streets & backyards. "Lost my first tooth, Nana"Derek was looking over some words that Alana had printed, and a couple days later he was asking Mommy to spell out words for him so he could write them too. He knows the alphabet and does a pretty good job.Alana's last

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I love walking in woods, and the best place to do that is at Sandcreek trail. The head of the trail starts on the Bethel College campus in Newton. Having worked in the library on a different college campus for 12 years brings back feelings of nostalgia and the joy of seeing young people doing what they need to prepare for their life's work."We love the things we love for what they are."Robert

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I've been in between here and there. I don't know how I'm going to get caught up to the present.I'll just start by saying I saw the first snow bird today (Slate-Colored Junco), and snow is forecast to be here in a couple of days. Where did Fall go? Alan would say it's in the 10-12 42 gal. trash bags full of leaves that he has to haul off to the landfill. Most of those leaves are from the Autumn

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So much has happened in the last 2-3 months. Since January, 2009, we've experienced the deaths of ten people in our lives. Some of these were expected, though sudden: my brother-in-law who had been in a home for five years with Alzheimers; an older friend with an inoperable brain tumor, a former 86 yr. old employee with lung cancer, one of Alan's elderly cousins, the elderly wife of Alan's

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"Everything has it's beauty, but not everyone sees it." Come walk with me through Tim's garden and see what God and he created. The Lady greets visitors to the garden as she guards the vegetables. The gate above, draped with white organza, and the arbor below made beautiful backdrops for Tim & Alissa's Spring wedding several years agoListen to the water trickling from the rock into a deep pool

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It always warms me when one of my relatives makes a scene...in the paper that is. Here's a picture of our granddaughter coming in second in the pedal pull contest at the Marion County Fair. Her win qualifies her to compete in the petal pull at the State Fair in September. She wasn't half as excited as her parents and the rest of us. She didn't need to be coerced into doing this nor into doing the

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"We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same." ~Carlos CastanedaThe last few days have been tough as, besides the ever-present pain of peripheral neuropathy in my feet and hands, and whatever muscles are complaining from fibromyalgia, I've had major back spasms. Thankfully, I'm much better today which hopefully means I'll be able to go see the

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Here are pictures of the abandoned farms and houses I promised you all a couple of weeks ago. Most were taken in Republic County and, maybe one or two, in Jewel County, Kansas. These two homes, the one above and below, were left to nature's ravages more recently than the others. The one below has curtains still hanging in the windows. If you click on the picture to enlarge it, you can see a lone

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Wow! I just gotta take some time here to post a recent picture or two of April, who will be 3 months this Monday, July 27th. What can I say but that she's a doll and a charmer--maybe I've said that before. What a blessing grandchildren are. I can't get enough of them. Have been going a couple of times a week to visit them, and also help out their mom, our daughter. I need to get here more often,

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I don't know if I have any readers left after how long It's been since I posted. I may not be able to post pictures till next week. I'm using my daughter's computer because I'm at their house helping with harvest in Kansas. Wow, how harvest does wait until the first hottest week of the summer. Sunday, the 21st, was the first day of summer, and just like that the weather responds! It hasn't

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April Mae born April 26, 2009 at 3:38 a.m., 7 lbs., 12 ozs., 19 inches. Lots of dark hair--Nana took her hat off here so you could see some of it. She's a real cutie and already we can tell she's a sweet heart. Her mommy calls her "Sweet Pea." She looks a lot like her mommy when she was a baby.(Ignore the dates as my camera was confused) More pictures below.APRIL'S STORY:Did I say in my last

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"Time is a dressmaker, specializing in alterations."That's a good explanation of why every effort I make to organize and prioritize my time doesn't work. Something comes up to alter my plans and I'm off and running in another direction.I'm not complaining, however. Just stating a fact. Most of the time the alterations include our two grandkids and their mom who is expecting our third grandchild.

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First, I want to thank my blogging friends who have expressed their heartfelt sympathies, and for your prayers for my sister-in-law and her family the last couple of months. I don't know where or how to begin again. I don't know if I can call the time I've been absent a season of grief. I've been mostly mentally and emotionally numb. I don't grieve like I used to. What I mean is I don't cry

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In reference to my appointment with the cardiologist yesterday: the cardio said there's nothing to be too concerned about. I have mitral valve insufficiency which wasn't anything new. I have a thickening of the duct between the lobes which is probably a congenital thing. They'll keep an eye on it, but at this time no treatment or surgery is necessry. Jan. 20th I'll have a stress test and then

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Wow! It all happened so quickly. Our son and his girlfriend came from Topeka, and our daughter, who only lives 30 minutes from us packed up her hubby and two preschoolers and stayed overnight on Christmas Eve. I really enjoyed the relaxing time we had. No one was rushing away to get their babies home to bed. Big sister and little brother have taken naps at our house so getting them to sleep after

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This isn't the way the holidays are s'posed to be. No, I didn't slide on the snow or ice (at least not yet) and leave skid marks in the street. Rather, I left skid marks in my brain and now I'm going to leave them on this blog where everyone can see them. Or, maybe I shouldn't. But what have I got to lose, huh?The skid marks go all the long way from Monday, the 15th (my last post) to yesterday,

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Taking in the scenes, the lights, the music, the hustle and bustle, and trying to find time for reflection on the Reason for the Season is what is taking up my time these days. Attending a free symphony of Christmas music, REAL Christmas music, with friends was a highlight of last week. Almost being done with the gift-shopping is a relief. It's going well this year for having saved money because

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If I'd hit the refresh button before I complained about the weather gadget I'd saved myself some embarrassment! Oh, it's not fun losing my mind to the aging process. Sometimes when someone asks me, "What were you thinking?" I draw a blank. Now, for someone like me, who has always had an overactive mind, to not be thinking is pretty much a catastrophe, you know.Actually, it's quite scary. It gets

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I don't know what happened to my weather gadget. But it is not fair and 36 or 38 degrees and the wind isn't only 6 mph., but more like 30 or 40 mph. That pushes the windchill way down from the 36 degrees showing on my back porch thermometer. OK, so the temperature is almost accurate but I'm wondering what happened to the wind-o-meter!Other than the weather, I'm paddling as fast I can to get ready

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I don't want to be a complainer, but I keep praying I'll get over the daily fatigue that's a result of pain and medication to give me more energy and time to blog. I'm trying to get our house cleaned up of clutter from the past eight years we've lived here. I was so ill when we moved and had to stop working which has been a huge adjustment. I"m doing better, but I got so far behind in homekeeping

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You Go To Your Church You go to your church and I'll go to mine But let's walk along together Our fathers built them side by side So let's walk along together The road is rough and the way is long But we'll help each other over. You go to your church and I'll go to mine But let's walk along together You go to your church and I'll go to mine But let's walk along together Our Heavenly Father is

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I love Cindy's (Letters from Midlife) Quote of the Day: (11-22-08)"When I get a little money, I buy books. If any is left, I buy food and clothing." - ErasmusIf I have to choose between buying clothing or a book, buying a book wins almost everytime. Of course, I can go to one of the one-stop-buys-all shops, those that sell gently-used items, and get both. However, if the budget is tight I can

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I'm trying to get everything done each day that I need to keep up with the Holiday Spirit. That's why you haven't seen much of me for the past ten days. I'm doing extra housecleaning that I've neglected for awhile. Then, I need to get all the items needed to fill two shoe boxes for the Samaritan's Purse Operation Christmas Child Project. Those have to be done by Sunday or before.Tomorrow I go to

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What a week! I'm looking forward to Sunday Worship and a restful afternoon, then going to have dinner with church friends. Lord willing I'll post later or on Monday. Have a great day. See y'all later.

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Remember that beautiful Autumn Blaze tree in our backyard I pictured below. Here's a reminder of it. Then, last week, Kansas winds came howling down from out of somewhere, maybe the Dakota prairies, and blew the leaves off in one day. Now we have many bare trees instead of only a few. Oh, it had to happen eventually. But all in one day? Below is another picture from another side. The Burr Oak

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Oh, yeah, right here. It's just been one of those weeks. Yesterday (Friday) I spent most of the day with my daughter and her two babies. Well, the 3 1/2 yr. old doesn't want to be called a baby anymore. And if the two-year old could talk, he would mimic his sister, which he tries to do anyway. Here's a picture daughter sent Halloween evening: Strawberry Shortcake and the Little Farmer. I just

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Last Sunday we took a two-hour road trip to visit our son and his girlfriend in Topeka. It was a beautiful fall day with nary a cloud in the sky. Since they moved to a different home we tookI-70 through the northern part of the Flint Hills. It's not as colorful in fall, but you get the idea. The traffic up, was slow, but going home there was constant traffic from east to west, or west to east,

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Americans have chosen and I'm disappointed. Too many fell for a whole lot of rhetoric that sounded great but had little substance. Too many have been brainwashed into believing we need change, but what kind of change are we to expect? Who can tell for sure? Too many who should have voted, didn't, because they took the easy way out. The choices weren't great, but how can people be so

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Hubby and I went early to vote and then had breakfast at our town's rec center served by the local Lion's Club--pancakes and sausage. Since then I've hardly gotten anything done. So much is riding on this election. It seems more than ever Americans are uneasy: over rumors about what kind of change Obama may be talking about. Wondering if we want another administration that might not bring about

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Many are the days I've wondered why we continue to live in Kansas, which can be a desert in August, and a deep freeze in January. But this is not one of those days. This is an Indian Summer day: calm, sunny, and in the 70's. We planted this tree in our backyard about 4 or 5 years ago. It's a keeper! Before we planted it I watched to see where it would be the most efficient on a summer afternoon.

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I was delighted to find a whole book full of Will Roger's wit and humor at our used bookstore a couple of weeks ago. I'll probably be sharing from it occasionally. Here are some of his remarks about politics and politicians:"Common sense is not an issue in politics; it's an affliction.""Everybody figures politics according to what they've accumulated during the last couple of years. Every guy

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I don't like discussing politics. Most times discussions turn into arguments and arguments into diatribes. If this campaign hasn't taught me anything else, it's to stay out of politics: nada, zilch, zero...well, you get the idea. It's probably not very American of me, at least not typical. Politics isn't the answer to many of our problems, and most likely adds to them. The Psalmist says it best:

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I don't have a whole lot to report about the Judgement House presentation at our church. Just that I worked in post-registration and spent time in the Prayer Room the other night and feel truly blessed. I walked from the youth pastor's outer office (where we were set up) to his inner office and there was "Jesus." At least it sure looked like some of the pictures I've seen of Him. I looked at him

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This weekend and the next, our church is having a Judgement House presentation. Many of our members have been working on it for several months. This is the second year Grace Community Church in Newton, Kansas has presented Judgement House. Last year, over 300 church members were involved and we had more than 700 people come from all over Kansas and the surrounding states. It is a life-changing

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I'm not feeling particularly humorous today, but I'm certain God has a sense of humor. Just when I think I'm getting caught up on the homefront, life starts raining down around me.--Our daughter is pregnant with their third child and needs extra help;--A friend broke two bones in her wrist and needs encouragement, assistance and I'm looking forward to spending a couple of days with her;--Our

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(The Aley home in the Midtown District of Wichita, Kansas is now surrounded by many other historical homes, mature trees, and formal landscaping. Here you can see that the street isn't paved and there are rails for a cable car. If walls could talk...what would they reveal about all the living done there in 120 years?) It's been a week since I've written. Unbelievable. But then I hadn't posted

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This blogger writes under the name of Quilly in a warm, humorous style about her childhood. Below is a sample from her "Hemmed In" post to whet your appetite. With an interesting title "The Grownups Wanted Us Dead," this blog is linked in my sidebar or click on the title of this post."Rumble never should have left me to walk home. Walking stimulates blood flow, and blood flow stimulates brain

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(Storm Clouds over the Kansas Prairie)Monday morning started out cloudy and rainy. I wasn't ready to let go of the sunshine we had during the last couple weeks of Indian Summer.I had a one o'clock appointment with plenty of time to get ready. Then I got distracted, or rather, the computer distracted me. You know how it works--I was just going to sit down for about fifteen minutes and check email?

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I'm always thinking I'm too wise at this time in my life to keep repeating my mistakes. But there I go again, at the same time expecting my life to magically change. When tough times come it sometimes takes me awhile to admit that what I'm experiencing are the ups and downs that are the consequences of being a stubborn old fool! Kind of like this...There's A Hole In My Sidewalk:In Five Easy

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I remember eating lunch at the Woolworth's lunch counter when I was working during the 1960's. But before that, in the mid 1950's, I cherish the few times I went shopping with Dad & Mom in Newton, Kansas where we sat at the counter having a hamburger and a shake. Yummy! What we wouldn't do to have these prices again. (Click on menu to enlarge and read it.)Source: http://www.pmcaregivers.com/

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All grown up with babies of your own.

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Your daddy had to put on a mask and gown because he had a cold. Maybe that's why you had your eyes closed those first couple days--you may have gotten a glimpse of that "masked bandit" and it probably scared you.Of course, right from the beginning you could melt your daddy's heart with a look, your smile, and your tears. Thirty-two years later you share the same brain waves or something--at

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You were so tiny, 6 lbs. 4 oz. at birth. I felt like I was holding a little doll. Here we are getting ready to leave the hospital. Within a couple weeks we'd be back in the hospital because you had a milk allergy, and once we put you on soy formula you thrived. You were contented and happy and it was easy to get a smile out of you. It's impossible to sum up my love for you in this small

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Last Saturday was a beautiful day, though a little warm, to be at the Arts and Crafts Fair in Hillsboro, Kansas. We recalled last year when it was wet and cold. I went with our daughter and her two children, our precious grandchildren, who were so good for the six hours we tramped around the streets ogling at the booths. This has been one of the largest Arts & Crafts Fairs in Kansas for at

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"I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible a whole lot more as they get older. Then it dawned on me . . . they're cramming for their final exam." ~George Carlin

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How do cats sleep like this, and why or how is this dog putting up with that. Must be friends! If dogs and cats can be friends, can dog-lovers and cat-lovers be friends?

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however, I grew up Mennonite, so unless you are, were, or wanna be a Mennonite, you may not understand some of the Mennonite jokes--altho' Mennonite behavior is probably universal. In that case, welcome to the "club."There are these three ministers on a boat. A Baptist, a Catholic and a Mennonite. The boat is sinking in stormy seas. The Baptist minister yells to the catholic "I haveta confess. I

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A month ago I wrote about change. Let's see how far I've come.This was me yesterday morning: Awoke at 8:00 a.m., but lolly-gagged in bed till 8:30. Not too bad considering that most mornings I fall back asleep and don't wake up again till 10:00 (late nights on computer). Knowing that I had a 10:45 appointment, I took my thyroid hormone pills right away and while those were cooking through my

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On August 17, 2008 I wrote: I've got to get my life together! Is the neuropathy and the pain a big enough excuse for staying up late (can't sleep because of pain) and sleeping in late (don't want to get up 'cause the pain starts over again) which gives me a hopeless feeling about getting anything done the rest of day? Is it the pain that really makes me do that? Or just plain old Laziness? An

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Poetry by Tess GallagherI Stop Writing the Poemto fold the clothes.No matter who lives or who dies, I'm still a woman.I'll always have plenty to do.I bring the arms of his shirt together.Nothing can stop our tenderness.I'll get back to the poem.I'll get back to being a woman.But for now there's a shirt, a giant shirt in my hands,and somewhere a small girl standing next to her motherwatching to

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(This cat is a "little" basket case, just like me!) You find something festive that you would like to slip into. It seems a little small, but you're QUITE SURE that in recent years,you've worn this size.It might be a tight fit, but you still look GOOD!! Hey, we've all been there.

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This was DH and me yesterday (Sunday) morning thirty minutes before church was to start. He said, "I can be ready in thirty minutes, can you?" Me, "Well, I can try," foolishly thinking wishes always come true. Another glance at the kitchen clock made me realize that it was hopeless. It would take a miracle and someone quicker than me to get myself ready to go out in public in that amount of

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It's been two years since I added anything to my blog spot. I can't believe it's been that long! So much has happened I hardly know where to begin to catch up. I've changed the look of the blog and like it much better. I've added some of my favorite bloggers and other interesting links. I highly recommend them. When I last wrote we had one grandchild, a precious girl who is now 3 1/2 years old

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Leaving the cool environment of our air conditioned house and tentively stepping through the door to the outside is like walking into an oversized oven where the oppresive heat smothers each successive breath. I imagine what it feels like to be a loaf of bread as it slides into the hot yawning mouth of my kitchen oven. The temperature may be only 105 degrees but with the added ingredient of

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Recalling Spring 2006 

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John Lennon said, "Life goes on while we're making other plans." That's how this blog has been going. I can't believe it's been more than three weeks since my last post. I had the best intentions to post at least once or twice a week. Last week I had a post all ready to publish and then lost it in the publishing process. Grrrr! Computers. My computer! It gives me this "Can't find server" message

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