These guys are my new favorite HEROES!!!
So go on, pay someone a compliment today!!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
My mom is really funny. More so now than in the past, she doesn't realize that she is funny. And I never know when she will pop up from her apartment in our basement with some funny question or anectdote. But Saturday night, much past what is normally her bedtime-she popped upstairs, and asked, "Did you make some cornbread?" "Hmmm...........", I thought. What would give her that idea? I know the cooking smells in my house somehow fall, in addition to rising. And in the basement you can always smell what is cooking, but I had made stir fry for dinner; not cornbread. I am glad my mom likes my cornbread. Please don't go thinking "Well, yeah-she's trapped in your basement-she would like anyone's cornbread cause she can't make it anymore." My mom loved my cornbread before she forgot how to make it, and came to live with me. I never mastered her home made buttermilk biscuits (although, much to my hubby's dismay, I tired!), my first and only attempt resembled something used in an ice rink that rhymes with DUCK! But man-o-man! Can I whip up some cornbread! So, the fact that she AND my mother-in-law love my cornbread means an awful lot to me! Knowing I was taking a day trip to TN the next day, I got up early and made my mom some cornbread.......I told her Sunday morning before I left that I had made her some. My hubby told her Sunday when they returned from church..............she forgot to eat any. But I reminded her last night-and so she had her cornbread and milk for a late snack. Never a dull moment-Thanks Grandma!! We LOVE YOU!!
More cornbread to come -this weekend...........
More cornbread to come -this weekend...........
Thursday, January 14, 2010
How often do we waste a dollar? Leave it in a pants pocket to get washed, AND dried, lose it in our car, buy a drink from a vending machine.... you get my drift? I am as guilty, if not more, as everyone out there-but I can tell you right now-that one dollar can go a long way in another country right now. I'm sure all of you have heard about it by now-the devastating earthquake that trembled Haiti on January12, 2010. The devastation is so massive-it's unfathomable-they can't even put numbers on it yet-numbers of the dead, injured, missing, orphaned-those are things almost all of us can't even begin to imagine having to deal with. I wrote here about two men from our church who went to Haiti last year, to help with buying medicine for children in the hospital, food for families and trying to figure out the best way to get clean drinking water to thousands of people who need it desperately. One of those gentlemen has a Charity that raises money for Haitians. Here's the link-http://www.just1dollar4haiti.org/
This is a legitimate Charity-started by one of the men at TLC Church in Woodstock. He and several others visit Haiti at least once a year and were already working on ways to get clean drinking water to more people. Just that alone can decrease the number of deaths among the Haitian citizens-but now it is more important than ever. We know that money given through this organization goes DIRECTLY to those in need in Haiti. Please read more of what he says~
This website is an easy way for people to get involved in the Haiti relief effort and 100% of the money goes where they want it to, directly to where it will make the most difference. Our board is completely voluntary and there is no staff that receives any compensation. All donations go straight to the projects they are allotted to. They can also receive earthquake updates on this site directly from real Haitians in Haiti.
I implore you-search your car, your old coat pockets, your old purses, and old wallets, anywhere-get those dollars and send them now to those who need them so desperately!!! You won't be sorry you did!
Much love in our AMAZING Lord~
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Seventy-six years ago today my father was born in Mobile County Alabama. He grew up in southern Mississippi-Pascagoula to be exact, with an alcoholic father, who was a very stern and strict disciplinarian. He left home at a very early age, and had a rough time of it. He used to work on farms, shine shoes, anything he could do to get by. During the time he was growing up, times were very hard, and the 50's ushered in the age of Rock and Roll. He met my mom, and married her in 1954-after knowing her for only 6 weeks. It lasted over 50 years, and only ending with his passing.
I remember growing up, he was very strict, and sometimes even mean-but I still loved him. He was a lot of fun too. Because he had relatives in Alabama and Mississippi-we always went there for summer vacations. We could stay AND eat cheap-and that always included either staying at the beach, or visiting it while we were there. My fondest childhood memories are those times I spent at the beach; bodysurfing, fishing, learning to crab, and back then you could ride your dune buggies on the sand dunes. No one cared about the sea oats, or protecting them, no one thought much about the erosion of the sand dunes. When we would travel to Mosspoint, Gulfport and Biloxi-Dad would point out the damage that had been done in 1969 by hurricane Camille, to the grand old homes and buildings along the coast. The only other one since that has done as much damage to those same areas is Katrina in 2005. We used to feed shrimp to the seagulls off the pier while fishing. Just the simple smell of Coppertone can evoke those powerful memories, even though back then no one knew what we do today about skin cancer. And being a redhead, I had my share of bad burns-but it didn't stop us from going to the beach! Dad passed away 5 years ago as of this January-11 days before what would have been his 71st birthday. I miss him.............so Happy Birthday Dad~
Monday, January 11, 2010
It has been unusually cold here in the Metro Atlanta area. I keep our thermostat on a crisp 69 degrees-cause my mom feels the need to blast her basement heat on 84-and so I am sure we get some of that upstairs too! Anywho-my puppies are always cold-and wanting to snuggle. Peet (my dog) is a tough one. He's survived the swift kick of a protective mama deer a couple summers ago, then that same year, in the fall, he narrowly survived a bite from a Copperhead snake. He likes to act tough-but he's really a softie-and will snuggle with anyone when he's searching for warmth. Evidenced by the photos below-
He doesn't like to admit that he even really LIKES Penny-but he was searching for some body heat. His ears are back-he knew I was coming with the camera. But he's a bit bored by my fascination of his secret love for the Pennster.
But he needn't feel embarrassed, or humiliated -everyone is searching for heat.
Lady is just more "laid" back about it!
And there's Peaches-the grump we all know and love. I am really offended that she stuck her tongue out at me. I'm planning a retaliation.........
Hope you are all staying warm! The snow and ice are still on the ground in places-and a lot of streets are still impassable due to the fact they are being used as ice skating rinks right now. School is out in our county again-and if I'm not mistaken, I heard the frenzied cries of mothers everywhere last night when they learned their 4 and 1/2 day weekend is not over yet!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
I know-that sounds scary doesn't it? Do you know what that means when you're on a school campus? I didn't either until today. Today is the first day of my winter qtr. of my middle aged education. Before my
favorite totally perplexing Algebra class started-our professor went over the emergency plan on the wall. I'm not sure why no one last qtr did that-maybe because I wasn't in the main building. But today I found out what CODE RED really means on this campus. It means that we lock the door to our classroom, turn out the lights and get as far out of view of the small window in the door as we can-OUT OF SIGHT!! At first I thought-pffffftttt-why would we do that? Then I recalled past events-like those on the campus at Virginia Tech, and how, if they had been aware-those students might have been able to do the same thing-and maybe more lives would have been saved. I also thought of the Ft. Hood tragedy-and how they might have done the same thing had they been aware of the danger their lives would soon be in. My heart breaks for the families of the wounded and lost. It makes me want to be more aware of my surroundings-not just on campus, but at all times. I once read a book titled "The Gift of Fear" by Gavin De Becker (1999). It's a great book-it teaches you how to recognize dangerous situations, and that when the hair on the back of your neck is standing up-it's usually for a good reason, and when that little voice inside your head says "don't go there"-you should probably listen. It didn't make me MORE fearful-just more diligent about being aware. Check it out and read it-I advise it highly for women especially-but really for everyone. As we know, crime isn't prejudiced-it can strike anyone, anytime and anywhere.
Have a blessed week~
Have a blessed week~
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
My New Year started off GREAT! I've been taking a lot of pictures and loving it. I'll post some here soon-so you can feast your eyes on the loveliness and baby sweetness!!! Hope your New Year has started off well too!