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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Birthday celebration Mexican style

Adventure Express
with
Cathy

Had an adventure to celebrate my birthday Saturday.
My favorite is Mexican food.



Two daughters and one gd

One daughter, one gd and one gd's best friend


Lovely scarf gift with fleur de lis for the Daylily.


What a great group
(Sorry about the fuzzy photos)




Well you know what is coming next.


I have never had this happen before.
The waitress could not speak English.
She started to spoon ice cream and Kool Whip to me. okay, one bite.


 WAIT A MINUTE.
I could not get her to stop.
Kool Whip all over my face, in my hair and all over my glasses.
Going just a little too far.
LOL


You can be sure this group got a big kick out of this.


We then went to the movie to see Harry Potter which I love.


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Oops, I forgot about the recipe.







Monday, November 29, 2010

Magpie Tales #42

Magpie Tales #42




Not Just a Memory


 I filled the cup with grains of sand I found along the shore.
Just a silly souvenir of a carefree time we will see no more.
Memories of running along the shore were just a  thing we did then. No running for us these days.
Our legs are weak, our backs are strained.
Life has a way of gradually stealing all that you have to give.
With no thought of giving back for duty beyond the call.
We gave it all for the zest of life and now we have only sands in a cup and memories that no one would even believe.
Life doesn't allow for revitalizing by the time you reach our age.
But our souls don't need the souvenir or memories of another time, we have each other's hand to hold and the feel of that golden band, and
the tiny Christmas tree, with twinkling lights, on our table.



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Sunday, November 28, 2010

Mosaic Monday Christmas decorations

Mosaic Monday

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas everywhere you go.
At brother and sister-in-law's home last weekend and after fooling around with Picnik.Com
Sister in law and her three sisters are all very talented women.
They had open house with all the items they had made on display for sale.
It was marvelous.
Christmas decorations, crocheted items, jewelry,
purses and they invited me to be part of it next year.
Hey something great for me to work on and plan for the entire year.

I bought several pair of fingerless gloves for the texters among the grands.

Will be making those soon myself.
Sister and I swapped patterns.
I got pattern for gloves.
She got patterns for these
ponchos and hats I made for two of our grands.
This poncho can be worn several ways.


Bought a cream colored soft turtle neck to go with this one.
Blue soft turtle neck to go with this one.

The buttons say "Girl Power."

These are for 11 and 15 year old grands.
Do you think they will wear them?
Maybe since QMM made them.

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First Sunday of Advent

 


Homily for the First Sunday of Advent, 2010: “Watch Out!”

Posted by Deacon Chip on December 4, 2009
Audio for the Gospel reading is here.
Audio for this homily is here.
“Watch Out!”
I found a pretty interesting article in Saturday’s paper.  It seems that some folks at Toys R’ Us on Friday morning had a bit of a scuffle: some folks, who had been waiting in line for hours to get Toys R’ Us at midnight were forced to defend their places in line against some late-comers who wanted to bum-rush the doors!  For the most part, the incident ended peaceably, but there were threats of Taser use, and at least one couple got pepper-spray in the face and a sprained ankle out of the whole affair.
The reflexive reaction would be to point and go, “See there? Rampant consumerism sins again!”  But this isn’t the typical “Jesus is the Reason for the Season” message.  I don’t want you to focus on the shame of the over-commercialization of Christmas (though it is sad); I don’t want to criticize the consumerism that drives some to value a few dollars more than the time they could spend with their family (though I think priorities may be out of whack).
Maybe today’s readings have a meaning that goes beyond those things to something much more basic, but much more important.  And maybe that Toys R’ Us incident serves to remind us about it.
On this first Sunday of Advent, our readings point us in what may seem an odd direction.  The reading from Jeremiah points to a time that is, even today, a long way off:  a time of safety and security for Jerusalem.  In the second reading, Paul urges the Thessalonians to continue to conduct themselves as they’d been instructed, so that they could be “blameless in holiness…at the coming of our Lord Jesus with all His holy ones.” Then in the Gospel, Jesus gets all scary!  “…On earth nations will be in dismay…” “People will die of fright…” Jesus describes the end of time in a way that could scare anybody!
But look at what He’s really warning against:  Jesus says, “Beware that your hearts do not become drowsy from carousing and drunkenness and the anxieties of daily life”!  Jesus was instructing His disciples to spend less time worrying about today, and more time focused on living a life that would keep them prepared for His return!  And why was he telling them this?  Because He wanted them to be ready:  “But when these signs begin to happen, stand erect and raise your heads because your redemption is at hand.”  All these warnings were intended as a “heads up” to the disciples,   so that they would not get caught up in the foolishness that the rest of the world could be expected to engage in when He returned!
We’re a long way from those days of expectant longing for the Lord to return.  The people of Paul’s time were waiting for Jesus to return just any day, in their lifetime.  The people in Jeremiah’s time we recently exiled, and were in a time of repentance and mourning over the loss of Jerusalem; they longed for the time that God would forgive their sins and return them to Jerusalem.  And the people of Jesus’ time had been waiting anxiously for the arrival of the Messiah, who would break the yoke of oppression placed on them by the godless Roman Empire.  We don’t have any of those problems.
No, instead, we have the pressures of a culture that wants us desperately to be a part of it, to accept all the trash that it holds in high regard.  We live the exile of a pilgrim people, wandering what can be a wasteland of wrong ideas about what’s really important.  And most dangerously, I think, we live in a world that wants us to be anxious about the things that it cares about:  money, and status, and appearances, and popularity, and being the first one to have this thing or that outfit, this gaming console or that new car, this big house or that important job.
And Jesus warns us against all of these things, too.  There’s more than one kind of drunkenness, and more than one kind of carousing.  And if some oft the things I mentioned aren’t causes of anxiety, I don’t know what would be!

 

But brothers and sisters, we do not have to live like that!  We do not have to live anxiously, worried about what’s coming next, or whether we’ll have the next “thing” that we want.  We are called to choose differently, and that is what Advent can help us to do!
Advent is a time to focus on our hope, Jesus Christ!  And as much as it’s a time to look forward to celebrating the birth of our Savior, it is, even more, a time to prepare our heart for His Second Coming!  Paul’s prayer for the Thessalonians was for us, too: that the Lord would strengthen our hearts to be “blameless in holiness”.  Jeremiah’s prophecy of safety and security applies to us, the New Jerusalem, as much as it did to the kingdom of Judah.
And Christ hasn’t returned yet, brothers and sisters, so His warning to “Beware that [our] hearts do not become drowsy” is still in effect.  We can focus on Jesus in His Word, focus on Jesus in His Church, focus on Jesus in The Eucharist we share, and defeat the drowsiness that our culture tries to put into us!
And when the “signs in the sun, the moon, and the stars” begin to happen, we will be able to “stand erect and raise [our] heads because [our] redemption is at hand!

 

I’m glad I wasn’t at Toys R’ Us last Thursday night.  I don’t know that I would have handled myself well.  And I’ve never been a fan of pepper spray.  And while the consumerism that this incident demonstrates, and that has become almost the whole point of Christmas these days is not a good thing, it isn’t the worst thing we can fall into this Advent.
Are we anxious about anything, so anxious that it distracts us from thinking about eternity?  Are we so busy partying, or so drunk on stuff, or power, or money, or anything else that it distracts us from remembering that Christ is coming back?
Advent reminds us to be watchful.  Advent calls us to focus on the eternal more than the “right now”.  Advent asks us to live “in joyful hope for the coming of our Savior, Jesus Christ”, just as we will pray before
 Communion.


Friday, November 26, 2010

Sepia Saturday #51 My birthday

Well it is Sepia Saturday 
Today is my birthday.
By the grace of God I am
73 years young.
I tried to dress this sad little picture up to make it a little happier looking.


This is me in 1952 when I graduated from the 8th. grade.
My grandmother, the one I told you was a professional seamstress, made this dress.
The flowers for my hair were from the white spirea bush that grew in my grandparents side yard.
Those are 2 of my best friends in the background.
Now it looks as if I have no arms but I am standing with my hands behind my back and the ruffle on the bodice is huge.
I guess the sun was in my eyes,
This dress was a light lavender organza and I thought it was the prettiest dress I had ever seen.

Our family had a wonderful Thanksgiving and I hope that all my SS pals did too.
Blessings

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Friday Shot Out and No #1 son's birthday today and on You Tube 7/24/2010


Friday Shoot Out

Due to Holiday forgot about FSO 
So here it is a little late.

Favorite store
Something special in your town.


Did not get a shot of my favorite downtown store.
The street is still torn up.

Here is an interesting house in my neighborhood.

 

Birthday Man


"I made it into youtube's Life In A Day gallery! My video is the one right in the center. The Life In A Day project asked people around the world to post a video on July 24, 2010 that may end up in a movie that will be shown in museums around the world. How cool is that!"

T.D. Jones



Our son's is in the center where he is harvesting the peppers from his bush.
View it below on
You Tube.

Happy Birthday Son
Dad and Mom












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Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving Day 2010

To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant,
to enact gratitude is generous and noble,
but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven.
~Johannes A. Gaertner

When I awoke this A.M. the sun was not completely up so I decided to watch the sunrise and offer my thanks for all the beauty and blessings around me.
Sun rising on this Thanksgiving day.
 



Sunrise reflected on my kitchen door with delicious, cozy aromas from the indoors.





Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Adventure Express. Mass with the grandchildren

Grandchildren are God's way of compensating us for growing old.  ~Mary H. Waldrip


You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother.  ~Proverb






HH and I received an invitation last week to attend a special Mass for grandparent's at this,  once little
tyke's, school.

We were to be at school cafeteria about 8:30 A.M. to meet a grand and walk to the church with her.
"Oh," I thought.
"HH will not like that."

In fact I was not too keen myself on having to get up early to get ready and be there by that time.
Well there is no way I was not going to go, HH either.
We arose about 7:00 and had time for coffee and some of the newspaper.
The school is nearby and so it was not too bad.
I really not mind getting up early, I just get anxious about trying to get somewhere on time.
Call me lazy or whatever.
Call us 'set in our ways.'
  When we arrived at the church and school HH could not believe his eyes.
The church and school parking lots were full.

Now this is a big parish, the biggest in surrounding counties.
A private school.
Triple the number of students it had about three years ago.

Well we had a nice walk.

Our special, little tyke, now a tall beautiful sportsloving preteen was all smiles when we met her. 
My heart just melted.
"Where is Papaw?" were her first words.
"He had to park on the next block and will be here as soon he walks over. He will meet us on the walk from the school to the church," I said.
We locked arms and sure enough met up with Papaw on the walk. 
He was all smiles by then.
I must admit he was not too happy to get up so early and have trouble finding a parking place, convenient that is.
But those hugs and smiles that passed between us we all worth the little inconvenience it caused us.

She had to go back to school so with growling stomachs, we did not have time for breakfast before, we went to our favorite breakfast buffet for hot biscuit, sliced tomatoes and gravy and all the other good things.
Saw some old friends we hadn't seen in ages.
I love being a grandmother.
HH loves being a grandfather.

 



Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Creative Tuesday Nov. 23rd

Creative Tuesday 
with
Mr. Tea and Toast
Heaven/Heavenly
Acrylics
 Butterflies compliments of
Picnik.

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Monday, November 22, 2010

Magpie Tales #41


Magpie Tales 
prompt picture



The Eleventh Hour
Too, too late


When I was a little girl I can remember my mom and sisters say,
"Mary if you don't hurry up you are going to be late."
My sister Sue would pop up
"She will probably be late for her own funeral."

"Oh," I said, "how can you be late for your own funeral. If you are not there how are they going to have a funeral?"
Every Sunday I heard the say thing.
"Mary, hurry up you are going to be late. Late for church, late for Sunday school and everything else."
Well I put up with that all  my life.
It got so folks kept telling me to come 15 minutes earlier than the appointed time for something to begin.
When It came time for me to  make my will I made sure every thing was in it, down to the time of day I wanted my funeral to be.

So when time for me to pass on to eternal life I had left definite directions as to how I wanted my funeral conducted and at what time I wanted it to be start.

"Being of sound mind and wit I leave all my worldly goods to my daughter Sally. I want to wear my handmade pink silk dress I made and I want to have all my diamonds on. I want my funeral to start at exactly 11:00 A.M. in the morning, and no one may ever change that."
Signed Mary Lowell
Witnessed by Elsie Wilson

Now my daughter Sally and I talked about this a lot. She knew it was in my will and she knew better than to do anything different.

"You know it is bad luck to go against a person's dying statement. Now Sally don't you let anyone make you change your mind."
I had told  her this many a time.

"Okay mom," she would say," n0thing can make me change my mind."

Several years passed and Mary did pass away.
Sally did all the things her mom had asked for.
She had the pink dress to the morgue and made sure that he  and the minister knew the service was to start at 11:00 A.M.

When Sally got to the funeral home the morning of the funeral, she walked into the room and there was no coffin in the appointed place.

She went to look for Mr. Reed the funeral director.

"Mr. Reed, where is my mother's coffin the funeral is supposed to start in one hour and all the flowers are arriving but where is the casket?" she pleaded.

"Well Miss Sally your momma's body won't be ready until 12:00, things did not go as I had planned and that is the best I can do."

"But I promised my mother her funeral would be at 11:00. What am I going to do? If I don't abide by her wishes it will be very bad luck for me."
"Sorry," said Mr. Reed.

What in the world was Sally going to do.
She went to him with an idea.

"Well, Mr. Reed, we could just push a coffin in there and have it closed and the funeral at 11:00 and no one would even know the difference."

"You mean have an empty coffin?"
Mr. Reed stammered.

"Well, I guess we could do that.
Pick out one and I will have Luther push it in there.
Oh my heavens I have never done this before."
So the funeral was held at 11:00 AM just as Mary had wanted, but true as she had been told about a million times, Mary was late for her own funeral.
In fact she wasn't even there at all.
After the service,Mr. Reed pushed the coffin back into the morgue and gently laid Mary into the coffin with her pretty pick dress on and shuck his head.

"Late for her own funeral.
So sad."
Poor Sally worried the rest of her life when the bad luck would hit her.

I am grateful I can enjoy and laugh about writing about funerals.

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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Mosaic Monday

Mosaic Monday

Been working with Picnik again and here is what I have now.

The AMAZING LEAVES of fall.
2010

I can't believe how much more beautiful things look to me now since I have become interested in 
photography.

The color of these leaves and dieing flowers are amazing.
Double click for more detail
 So many more options for mosaic shapes and styles at Picnik.
Thanks to Sarah at Cottage Gardens for the connection.

Pop over and visit her she is great with computers and photography. 










I am so grateful for the time and the gray matter still left in my brain to work with these fun things.


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