Easter morning and guess what the "Easter Bunny" never showed up at my house, course the day is young so there is still a chance he might come by and bring an egg or two. It is a beautiful day here, so all the people who go to parks with their kids should have a very good time, oh how I remember taking my kids or at least making it special for them if we couldn't go to town, we lived out on ranches for most of the growing up years, but we managed to make it fun and it was a great life.
Well just wanted to say Happy happy bunny day and give thanks for all my joys and pleasures and most of all for all my kids, they are still the center of my life.
So have a great day.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Friday, March 25, 2005
Monday, March 21, 2005
In honor of my mother
i did this quilt in honor of my mother, pansie's were her favorite flower, she said they looked like little faces, This was printed material, I added the purple backing and batting , everthing you see on this has tiny little stitches, it took a very long time to complete and it turned out gorgous, it is called lap quilting with a frame that is 11x17 inches, very enjoyable.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Might as well dance
This was written by a 83 year old woman.
I'm reading more and dusting less, I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden, I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything: we use our good china and crystal for every special event, such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom. I wear my good blazer to the market, my theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.
I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for the clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank. "someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary "if it's worth seeing or hearing or doing" I want to see and hear and do it now.
I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was. I'm guessing: I'll never know.
it's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited, angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them, I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives.
And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God. People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there. I don't believe in miracles, I rely on them. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
I would like to know the lady that wrote this, I feel we could have become very good friends but it had no name by the time it came to me. Enjoy.
I'm reading more and dusting less, I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden, I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything: we use our good china and crystal for every special event, such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom. I wear my good blazer to the market, my theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.
I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for the clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank. "someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary "if it's worth seeing or hearing or doing" I want to see and hear and do it now.
I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was. I'm guessing: I'll never know.
it's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited, angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them, I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives.
And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God. People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there. I don't believe in miracles, I rely on them. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
I would like to know the lady that wrote this, I feel we could have become very good friends but it had no name by the time it came to me. Enjoy.
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