-"to re-create something in words is like being alive twice".--enjoy the moment!
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"Help me to embrace this day, as gift,
"Help me to embrace this day, as gift,
as uniquely given for the first and last time." Klassen
Thursday, December 27, 2012
having fun with harmonicas and ocarina
every one had fun with these gifts!
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Organization needed!

Wow!! I took out the veggies from the top shelf of my Frig. I had gotten rid of our large freezer when we downsized, realizing I never had much of an idea of what was in it anyways. BUT GUESS WHAT---the same thing happened with my Frig! I had about 6-7 bags of Brussel Sprouts, about 5 bags of corn, 4 bags of peas, 5 bags of spinach etc.

I am going to try organization and see if it helps!!! I am going to try labeling and putting things in plastic bins.
I think it may really help!!! Here below is a picture from pinterest that gives the idea of what I want it to look like/ Right now I am doing what I can with the containers I have already.:
Source: buzzfeed.com via Kim on Pinterest
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Brookgreen Gardens, SC December at night

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it is a wonderful time to go to Brookgreen Gardens! Certain nights in December they have wonderful lights, and music and food!!
Erector sets and trains/ remember these?
We had fun last night at the annual Brookgreen Gardens. Here is one of the displays they had--this brought back childhood memories!

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Saturday, December 15, 2012
elfdom day three

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IN DECEMBER IT IS NICE TO BRING OUT THE WINTER TEAPOT AND THE CHRISTMAS CUPS. TEA IS ALSO A SMALL COMFORT WHEN THINGS ARE SAD. I THINK I WILL INCLUDE THE PRAYER I POSTED ALREADY --
from Max Lucado 
Dear Jesus,
It’s a good thing you were born at night. This world sure seems dark. I have a good eye for silver linings. But they seem dimmer lately.
These killings, Lord. These children, Lord. Innocence violated. Raw evil demonstrated.
The whole world seems on edge. Trigger-happy. Ticked off. We hear threats of chemical weapons and nuclear bombs. Are we one button-push away from annihilation?
Your world seems a bit darker this Christmas. But you were born in the dark, right? You came at night. The shepherds were nightshift workers. The Wise Men followed a star. Your first cries were heard in the shadows. To see your face, Mary and Joseph needed a candle flame. It was dark. Dark with Herod’s jealousy. Dark with Roman oppression. Dark with poverty. Dark with violence.
Herod went on a rampage, killing babies. Joseph took you and your mom into Egypt. You were an immigrant before you were a Nazarene.
Oh, Lord Jesus, you entered the dark world of your day. Won’t you enter ours? We are weary of bloodshed. We, like the wise men, are looking for a star. We, like the shepherds, are kneeling at a manger.
This Christmas, we ask you, heal us, help us, be born anew in us.
Hopefully,
Your Children
Christmas prayer/ Max Lucado/suffering
A Christmas Prayer
from Max Lucado
Dear Jesus,
It’s a good thing you were born at night. This world sure seems dark. I have a good eye for silver linings. But they seem dimmer lately.
These killings, Lord. These children, Lord. Innocence violated. Raw evil demonstrated.
The whole world seems on edge. Trigger-happy. Ticked off. We hear threats of chemical weapons and nuclear bombs. Are we one button-push away from annihilation?
Your world seems a bit darker this Christmas. But you were born in the dark, right? You came at night. The shepherds were nightshift workers. The Wise Men followed a star. Your first cries were heard in the shadows. To see your face, Mary and Joseph needed a candle flame. It was dark. Dark with Herod’s jealousy. Dark with Roman oppression. Dark with poverty. Dark with violence.
Herod went on a rampage, killing babies. Joseph took you and your mom into Egypt. You were an immigrant before you were a Nazarene.
Oh, Lord Jesus, you entered the dark world of your day. Won’t you enter ours? We are weary of bloodshed. We, like the wise men, are looking for a star. We, like the shepherds, are kneeling at a manger.
This Christmas, we ask you, heal us, help us, be born anew in us.
Hopefully,
Your Children
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