New Website

I've been working on my new website. It's almost ready. I've been making changes, asking for input and changing it until it's better. It's never done, always seems to be something to change to make it better, easier, fun. Currently I am in Ohio for a wedding. It was a great day ending with a tornado. My first tornado. I'm coming home today and wanted to post before I left because I wanted the pictures of my shoes to go away.
I met some amazing people on this trip. Really interesting people. One has her first book coming out in November. I like meeting interesting people. It makes me want to be better.

5 favorite dinners

Don't forget about submitting your five favorite dinners.

Economical
easy
kid friendly
Nutritionally well rounded

I think that's what people want now.
Should I offer a giveaway as an incentive to submit?

I have already mentioned that I am working on a new website and will offer a
"What's for Dinner" page
So I would love to have your help.

Bet you can't guess what the website name is?
By the way, it's already published I just haven't told anyone so I can work out the kinks.
Blessings

Some things never change, even after 39 years

When I was a kid I could never find my shoes. "HEY MOM!!!!! WHERE ARE MY SHOES?"
"WHEREVER YOU TOOK THEM OFF LAST."
"CHECK UNDER THE KITCHEN TABLE."
Sure enough that is where they would be.
Funny thing, this morning I couldn't find my shoes. No use in asking Gary. I think he may not even see them any more.
I found them of all places in the trunk of my car.
Yeah, I don't really know why they were there. They just were.

I sorta chuckled today when I got home from work. I started to pick things up around the house and couldn't help but
see a pattern in my life.





Some things never change. Is it really that important anyway? Apparently not to me.
And Gary? well he does come home every night.

What's for dinner?

I would bet that you have been asked this question countless times. Here is what I am asking of you.
I am asking you to send me 5 of your favorite dinner menus.
I told you before that I am working on my new website and I am including an area for dinner ideas.
I'm looking for generally healthy meals, simple, and cost effective for young families.
Can you help me?

You'll see mine on the new website.

As good as it's going to get

I told you I would do my "best" or "as good as it gets" photo. I celebrated my 39th Anniversary today. We went to a new restaurant called The Public House. The website promised good things. I put on my new little skirt and my new little top and we drove down there. We walked up and there was outdoor dining, indoor or front deck. The front deck had a heavy mister going which would have had my hair straight in 20 min. I was having familiar feelings of an anniversary past. Many years ago we went away without our children and drove to myrtle beach, SC. I was all prepared for a lovely dinner out and was all dressed up in this nice black dress with a lovely accent scarf of yellow tied around my neck. We went to this special restaurant only to find that it was a country steak house with peanut shells on the floor and a waitress in jeans. I was very overdressed, very out of place and felt like a goofball. I was living out one of my childhood fears. So when we walked in and we were standing there realizing that we were once again in a hamburger, steak, beer joint my husband looked at me and said, "let's go somewhere else". We left and drove to a nice place with some soft Jazz and enjoyed a lovely dinner.

AS GOOD AS IT GETS




AS GOOD AS IT GETS

God can bless us however He chooses

Yesterday was my 39th wedding anniversary. We married on May 15th, 1970. It was a Friday evening at 7pm. It was hot that evening, just like last night. We looked at the clock at 3 minutes to 7 and while standing in a room of 250 people My husband announced to the two men we were speaking with, "in 3 minutes it will be 39 years ago that we walked down the isle." Congratulations, they said. Then one stopped and said let's pray. So right there in the midst of the commotion he prayed for us, for our marriage. He thanked God that our marriage had endured. He was sure that in those 39 years we had faced some difficult times, and he was right, but that we had endured. He prayed for the next 39 years, He blessed us, our marriage and our ministry. He is a kind and gentle man whom I had only met today. I thanked him when he was done and told him that at the end of the day when I thought about my favorite part of the day it would be about him. Not that he had prayed for us but something he had shared earlier in the day. It was a dream he shared with us. In this dream he had a conversation with his son. It was an intimate dream. A conversation, moments with the son he had lost to cancer. I was touched in a way that let me know the importance of that dream. Really, I think he spent those moments with his son. It reminded me of the morning I woke and told my husband "I spent the evening with my grandmother last night". I woke from having spent the evening with her, having conversation with her. When someone you love is gone that means something very deep. I recalled the story my mother told me about a similar conversation she had with her mother after she had passed. That conversation meant something profound to her.
Some people would scoff at this and insist it was only a dream. Not me, I believe God gave him another precious evening with his son. God blesses us however He chooses.

This one is for the taggers

Last week I was challenged to take photo of myself just as I was at that moment and post it. My picture was taken after a long day of work. I hadn't even removed my germ laden lab coat. (but there I was at my computer)
I am tagging you back. I want to see a picture of you at your best. Seriously, go in shower, put on whatever makeup you are accustomed to, fix your hair and put on something beautiful, (at least from the waist up)
Look like you would if that boyfriend you are falling in love with was on his way to pick you up. The one who will meet you at the door with flowers because he thinks you're lovely. The one who draws you a flower instead so it will never wilt. The one who will fore go the Colosseum in Rome to fly home and be with you. The one who who asked you to go steady with him after 10 days. The one who married you after 6 weeks. The one who has put up with all your shenanigans for 39 years and still loves you.

I cannot post my photo at this time. But I will be posting it on Saturday, early evening just before my husband/boyfriend takes me to dinner to celebrate that we have reached our 39th anniversary. Who will give a plug nickel now?

1. Jen
2. Beth
3. Sarah E
4. Lori M
5. Sue L

Words alone are different than meaning

I removed my last blog. I didn't remove it because I didn't like it, I removed it because I didn't like the adsense that it brought. You see, when you have adsense on your blog google scans for words that match advertisers. I think they scan words not content. Because if they did they would not have placed the ad that they did. So anyway, since I didn't want to advertise their site I removed it.

I would however like to advertise, quilts, quilting sites, fabric, sewing, crafts, church, Free Methodist church, Christian organizations. Green, save the planet, Children, grandparents, Bed & Breakfasts, Lake Elsinore Businesses, Flour Fusion Bakery, Raviolis Italian restaurant, vintage buttons, marriage, watercolors, writing, Jodi Picoult, daughters, firefighters, just to name a few.

Making note of another change that is coming I am going to be changing the name of my blog.
Guess what it's going to be.

In my heart

In my heart is a game my daughter and I play. When we want something that we can't have or give we pretend that it IS by saying
"In my heart..........." In my heart I'm with you, In my heart I'm giving you this......

Yesterday I invited someone else into our game.
My friend and her family left for Ethiopia yesterday.
I called her and told her about our game we call "in my heart"
I told her I was working all week and couldn't do what I wanted to do so..............

In my heart I am at home and you, Jurvaun and a few of your closest friends (which apparently I just declared myself to be)
are with you.
We are sitting outside on my veranda and we are talking, laughing and drinking iced tea.
We are talking about your trip to Ethiopia.
We are praying for you and your family.
We are praying for the connections that will be made.
We are praying for your children, that there will be a seed of connection planted in their hearts for Ethiopia.
In my heart we are praying for that place you will find that will be home to you.
In my heart I am reminding you of the covenant that God made with you.
The covenant that you will go as a family and come home as a family.
In my heart I am telling you that I love you and
I am proud of you.