Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

We Had A Happy Weekend





I hope that you did too.



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(I see that once again, picasa is not allowing me to do what I want to do when I create a mosaic. It always repeats two pictures. #*@*$$!!!)
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Singing You Some Easter Greetings..


On the wings of a little song, I send wishes for a Happy Easter. My song also holds the hope that you may experience the blessings of the earth's awakening to warmth, all things green, the delightful awareness of the flower's dappled brilliance, and the joy that comes with new life, with renewal.


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Monday, December 31, 2007

It Was A Beautiful Christmas

 
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We celebrated on Christmas Eve at our house. It was a wonderful day.
We had:
Two sons, two daughters-in law, two grandsons, one granddaughter, two brothers-in law, two sisters-in law, assorted nephews, great nephews, a niece, a great niece, my sister, a girlfriend of one of our nephews, and three large dogs.
I don't know what made it so memorable for me, but it truly was. We had delicious food, lots of visiting, wrestling between the young ones after dinner, a saxophone solo, piano playing, music and a game at the end of the evening. I loved every minute of it. I am so grateful to be so blessed!
I received a wonderful mix of gifts: the girlie type...yummy bath soaps, hand lotions and some great food items, a pair of adorable egg cups with little chicken feet and a CD. I am the proud owner of My Very Own Tool Box. I have a small saw, a file, wire cutters, a level, a stud finder, screw drivers, hammers, a measuring tape, needle nosed pliers and wrenches. I am also the excited recipient of a gift certificate to Purl Soho! Whee!
Christmas morning was slow and equally delightful. Our granddaughter and her parents had stayed over. What is more fun than watching a three year old wax on excitedly over a Dora toothbrush or her very own first pair of scissors? She took her time opening her presents and of course helped her grandparents and parents unwrap their gifts. When asked what the name of the DVD was that her Poppy had gotten, she mused, "Um, um, mmmmm, I think it's called (long pause), The Way of the Hummingbird!" (It was the Bourne Ultimatum. Close, huh?)
I am thankful to have such special memories such as these.

I wish all of you the best of New Years, filled with health, love and peace.


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