HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY,
Parker!
Check back to see Parker's BD photoshow...his bd party is tonight...so more recent pics will come real soon!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Holy Alphabet
A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame
E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know
I magine life without His love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee
M ove out of ' Camp Complaining '
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone
Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o 'thank' is a command
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e'll run the race with gratitude
eX alting God most high
Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame
E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know
I magine life without His love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee
M ove out of ' Camp Complaining '
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone
Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o 'thank' is a command
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e'll run the race with gratitude
eX alting God most high
Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Mallory finishes her quilt...
This past weekend gdaughter, Mallory, came over to our house to finish her quilt. She learned how to put the 3 layers together. She then machine quilted them on my sewing machine.
My mother is quite the seamstress...so mom this photoshow is dedicated to you...for your gift of sewing is being passed on from one generation to the next!
My mother is quite the seamstress...so mom this photoshow is dedicated to you...for your gift of sewing is being passed on from one generation to the next!
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Monday, January 26, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Savannah's Birthday Quilt...
Well, I just remembered that I have not posted a pic of Savannah's 1st birthday quilt...so here it is:
Paper Dolls
Such a fun quilt to make!
You can check it out on my "patterns of love" blog by clicking on HERE.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The History of Aprons
I received this in an email from a friend...Enjoy and remember if you can:)
I don't think our kids know what an apron is.
The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.
P.S.: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.
They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron. I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron...But Love !!
I don't think our kids know what an apron is.The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.
P.S.: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.
They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron. I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron...But Love !!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Stop and Hear the Music...
A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars. Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.00 each.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?
(Click on the name Joshua Bell in this post to view the video where this took place.)
Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars. Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.00 each.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?
(Click on the name Joshua Bell in this post to view the video where this took place.)
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Savannah's Birthday Party
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Look Who is One Today!
Savannah Reagan Meyer
I will post birthday pics sometime after her BD party today .
HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY, Savannah:)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Almost One Year Ago...
It has been one year ago on January 15th that our gson, Camden, had his craniofacial surgery to correct closed sutures (bones) he had at birth. Our daughter, Amy, created this montage of the event. Click HERE to view Camden's Montage.
As we are reminded of this event, we all have our different flooded memories of this time in our lives. How thankful we are to Father, God for His great mercies and faithfulness toward us.
As we are reminded of this event, we all have our different flooded memories of this time in our lives. How thankful we are to Father, God for His great mercies and faithfulness toward us.
Friday, January 09, 2009
Thursday, January 08, 2009
First Big Sewing Project...
Our gdaughter, Mallory, spent the weekend at our house. She wanted something to do so I suggested she start a sewing project! She loved the idea and wanted to make a quilt large enough to cover her up! She picked out all the material for each square from my material stach and some that my mom had recently given to me. Thanks, mom:)
This is the first time Mallory has sewn on my sewing machine...
and the first timed to use a steam iron!
She placed each square of her quilt in the order she liked.
Mallory also learned what the MOST essential seamstress tool is...
the seam ripper!
The quilt top is finished after a day of sewing.
WAY TO GO, Mallory!
Mallory will come back another day to add the layers and machine quilt it.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
YEA...It's Done!
That's right...I finished gdaughter, Savannah's, 1st birthday quilt:) And just in time for her 1st birthday on Jan. 11th. Oh...that feels so good to have it finished:)
So now you see why I have not had much time to work on my blog or write any post:) I will post a pic of her quilt after her birthday:)
I am still working on my blog design...tweaking it...to get it just like I want it:) What can I say...it's the perfectionist in me:)
Anyway I have several pics to post, but that will have to wait until tomorrow (maybe)...cause it is after midnight and I gotta go to bed:) Sweet dreams:)
So now you see why I have not had much time to work on my blog or write any post:) I will post a pic of her quilt after her birthday:)
I am still working on my blog design...tweaking it...to get it just like I want it:) What can I say...it's the perfectionist in me:)
Anyway I have several pics to post, but that will have to wait until tomorrow (maybe)...cause it is after midnight and I gotta go to bed:) Sweet dreams:)
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