Saturday, August 16, 2008

Pink Memorial blanket



This is another memorial blanket for a special friend.

It's made with Homespun baby in Carnation. I call it pink!!

It is 15 inches by 17 and a half inches.

Made in a simple shell stitch.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Grandma.........

Today marks the 100th birthday of my sweet grandma.

She passed away in 2005, about six months before her 97th birthday.

Grandma was a special person in my life. We were always very close.

In 2004 we brought my son to see her. We have several pictures of them together.

I miss grandma and think of her often.

Thankful for my memories.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Thankful Thursday



Another Thursday here. I have enjoyed this week. It's been a quiet week.

My daughter came over one day and it was a nice visit. My little guy just adores big sister. It's good to see them together.

This week I am thankful for:

* my husband, he has been home for a week and he is so good with our son.
* my little guy, he hurt his leg this week and it's a little tender for him.
* for my little guy giving spontaneous hugs and kisses. I know it won't last forever.
* my garden and starting to get some yummy veggies
* God's grace and mercy, because I need it each day
* friends I have never met!!
* my mom and how well she is doing.
* my daughter.

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Matthew 7:21
Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.


Proverbs 28:27
He that giveth unto the poor shall not lack: but he that hideth his eyes shall have many a curse.

John 10:27
My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Lincoln Logs



This is what our house looks like.

Just kidding--sort of.

My little guy and daddy made this yesterday.

They had fun making it then the little guy had fun destroying it!!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Another Memorial blanket.



I made this memorial blanket for a woman who will give birth to her baby that won't survive. There are genetic issues with the baby.

This blanket is made with Homespun baby, mint green and white.

It is 19x19.

Tagged

It’s a random tag, and here are the rules!
1. Link to the person who ‘tagged’ you!
2. Post the rules on your blog!
3. List 6 random facts about yourself!
4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post!
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by commenting on their blog!
6. Let the tagger know the entry is posted on your blog!

Candice tagged me for this one. Here

Six random facts about me:
1. I joined the Army when I was 19
2. I had my daughter on my birthday
3. I have been pregnant six times and have two children
4. I love history
5. I love to crochet
6. I am an organ donor

I will tag:
1. Bethany
2. Mary
3. Viv
4. Angela
5. Melanie
6. Jodi

Carrots!!



These are carrots from our garden!!

I steamed them last night for dinner and they were delicious.

We just planted two small rows of them and the rabbits or something ate most of the tops off, so they are kind of small.

Next year will be better I think.

Monday, August 11, 2008

The accidental gardener.....




This is my compost pile. That I have been neglecting.

I usually have my husband throw the food into the compost pile and I haven't been back there in a while.

The other day my husband informed me that we have tomatoes growing in the compost pile!!

Imagine that!

They are roma tomatoes and must be from the tomatoes we threw in there last year.

I didn't believe him at first til I went back there and looked.

Sure enough we have compost tomatoes!! They are small and I don't know if they wil even get grown enough before a frost comes, but we'll see!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Sunday song

This is an old Hymn but it's a good one.

How Great Thou Art

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

words & music by Carl G. Boberg and R.J. Hughes

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John 10:7, 27
7 Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep.

27My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.

Saturday, August 09, 2008

T-Ball...........


This summer my son also played t-ball since he loves baseball. He has two more years of T ball until he can play baseball.

Today was his last t ball game of this year.

I wasn't sure how well this would work out but it was so fun!!

We signed him up through YMCA and they have mostly volunteer coaches.

There is not a coach for every team either but there is someone from the Y staff at every field to help facilitate the games.

For his first game his coach couldn't make it so the YMCA coach was there and the other team didn't have a coach.

So a bunch of us parents hit the field and coached these little 4-5 year olds.

It was actually a lot of fun! I think next year I am going to be a real coach!

And it's been fun to see the improvement in how the team plays.

Friday, August 08, 2008

Swim lessons




This is the public pool where I live.

My boy loves to go to the pool.

This year he took swim lessons and loved it.

Next year I am going to sign him up for the next two levels of lessons.

He really learned a lot this session. He learned to put his head under water and he could swim for 5 ft alone, how to get in and out of pool, safety stuff etc.

It was fun to watch his progress through the two weeks.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

It's mine........all mine!!



This is my Honda Pilot. And I own it outright.

We paid it off last week. Almost a year early too!!

My husband and I are following Dave Ramsey's get out of debt book.

It's called "The Total Money Makeover"

We are getting out of debt and it's a great feeling.

We bought this pilot a week after my son was born.

Before the Pilot I drove a Jetta, that I absolutely loved.

My husband didn't really fit into the car and the car seat didn't fit very well either so when I was 8 months pregnant we went car shopping.

I know I will have this car for a long, long time. It only has 34,000 miles on it so far!!

It's a good feeling to have no car payments now--or ever again!!

Thankful Thursday



Ah, the dog days of summer.

Steamy, hot, humid days.

Time to enjoy this weather before winter is here again.

Today I am thankful for:

* Fresh homegrown tomatoes!!! Finally.
* My son telling me to close my eyes because he has a surprise for me.
* finding fantastic deals on school supplies!!
* being a stay at home mom
* God's grace and mercy
* precious memories
* friends from the past
* being able to learn new things
* learning from past mistakes

I know that often it seems like I repeat what I am thankful some weeks for but these lists do come from my heart each week.

Some weeks I have to really thing and some weeks it all just comes to me quickly.

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2 Samuel 22:47
47 "The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock!
Exalted be God, the Rock, my Savior!

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Red scarves



These two make six scarves that I have made. I think I will make four more then send them.

The one on the left is made with Red Heart and it is called Ranch Red. It measures seven inches wide by 74 inches long.

The scarf on the right is made with Homespun and it's called Candied Apple. It measures 6 inches wide by 67 inches long.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

RIP Alex Solzhenitsyn

Alexandr Solzhenitsyn: 1918-2008

Writer bore witness to communist tyranny



Nobel laureate Alexander Solzhenitsyn, the reclusive icon of the Russian intelligentsia and chronicler of communist repression, died Sunday. He was 89.

His son, Stephan Solzhenitsyn, told the Associated Press that his father died of heart failure in Moscow.

The soulful writer and spiritual father of Russia's nationalist patriotic movement lived to be reunited with his beloved homeland after two decades of exile - only to be as distressed by communism's damage to the Russian character as he was by his earlier forced estrangement from the land and people he loved.

Mr. Solzhenitsyn returned from his Vermont refuge to a dramatically changed Russia in 1994 but deemed it a moral ruin after a months long odyssey to become re-acquainted with the country that had denounced him as a traitor, stripped him of citizenship and expelled him in 1974.

Hailed as Russia's greatest living writer, the author of more than two dozen books - in addition to commentaries, poems, plays and film scripts - won back his citizenship and the respect of his fellow Russians after the collapse of the Soviet Union. Although his books were best-sellers in the West, only "One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich" was published first in his homeland.

Other major works include a memoir, "The Oak and the Calf," and "August 1914," the first volume of a monumental history of 20th century Russia.
Attacked Lenin

With his masterwork, "The Gulag Archipelago," he gave a name to the brutal network of labor camps that spread across the Soviet Union during dictator Josef Stalin's frenzied industrialization drive. Tens of millions of men, women and children died in the effort.

Mr. Solzhenitsyn saw the Soviet Union as cruel and suffocating "under the malevolent and unyielding nature of communism." He even attacked the revered god of the Soviet Union - its founder, V.I. Lenin.

He denounced the East-West detente of the 1970s as a sham and called the 1975 Helsinki Accord - the charter of the Conference of Security and Cooperation in Europe - the West's capitulation to Soviet enslavement of Eastern Europe.

Never hesitant to criticize his adopted country during 20 years in exile, he viewed the United States and the West in general as flaccid, morally weak, cravenly materialistic and suffering from "the spiritual impotence that comes from living a life of ease."

Alexander Isayevich Solzhenitsyn was born Dec. 11, 1918, in Kislovodsk, a fashionable health resort in southern Russia. A descendant of well-to-do Russian peasants, he was born six months after his father, Isaaki, died in a hunting accident.

Since he was 9, he had written stories, poems and plays. He attended secondary school in the industrial city of Rostov, where his mother was a typist.

Mr. Solzhenitsyn graduated from the city's university with a degree in mathematics and physics in 1941, the year Nazi Germany invaded the Soviet Union. The same year, he married fellow student Natalia Reshtovskaya.
Criticized Stalin

At the outbreak of World War II, Mr. Solzhenitsyn volunteered for the military but was turned down because of a minor congenital ailment. When the Soviet Union desperately needed manpower to stem German advances, he was drafted. He was appointed commander of a battery in 1942 and fought on the front lines until virtually the end of the war.

Three months before the end of the war in 1945, Mr. Solzhenitsyn was arrested for remarks he made in letters to a friend that censors turned over to the secret police. Mr. Solzhenitsyn had been critical about "the mustachioed one" - Stalin - and spoke, half-seriously, of founding a party that would return the Soviet Union to the true path of Marxism-Leninism from which it had strayed under Stalin.

Sent to Moscow's notorious Lubyanka prison, Mr. Solzhenitsyn was convicted by a three-member tribunal for anti-Soviet behavior and sentenced to eight years in prison.

He completed his sentence in a Kazakhstan labor camp that was noted for its harsh conditions. After being stricken with cancer in 1952, he underwent surgery in the camp hospital and was deemed cured, an experience that led to his novel "Cancer Ward," published in the West in 1968.

Upon completing his sentence on Feb. 9, 1953, he was condemned to exile "in perpetuity." He was sent to the desolate village of Kok Terek in Kazakhstan. There, he was again stricken with cancer but won permission to be treated 1,000 miles away in Tashkent. He was released from the hospital in 1954.

Shortly before Mr. Solzhenitsyn's release from prison, he divorced Reshtovskaya.

In 1956, Mr. Solzhenitsyn was informed that his sentence had been annulled. He soon began teaching in Ryazan, southeast of Moscow.

During the early 1960s, the Soviet Union was experiencing a short-lived period of liberalization under Stalin's successor, Nikita Khrushchev. Mr. Solzhenitsyn began to reveal his secret life as a writer.

In 1961, Mr. Solzhenitsyn used a pseudonym upon submitting "A Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich," based on his experiences in the labor camps to the literary magazine Novy Mir, which published it the next year.

Mr. Solzhenitsyn had remarried Reshtovskaya in the 1950s, only to divorce her again in 1973. By then he had fallen in love with Natalia Svetlova, with whom he had had three sons.
Harassment from authorities

In the meantime, Mr. Solzhenitsyn suffered increased harassment from the regime that blocked his efforts to have his other works published. Frustrated, he had some of them smuggled to the United States and other parts of the West - "The Gulag Archipelago" was slipped out on microfilm and published in Paris in December 1973.

In 1970, he was awarded the Nobel Prize for literature "for the ethical force with which he has pursued the indispensable traditions of Russian Literature." Fearing he would not be allowed to return to his homeland if he went to Sweden to receive the prize, Mr. Solzhenitsyn did not accept it in Stockholm until 1974 - after his expulsion from the Soviet Union.

Mr. Solzhenitsyn was arrested Feb. 12, 1974, for treason and deported "for the systematic execution of actions incompatible with Soviet citizenship and harmful to the U.S.S.R." Placed aboard an Aeroflot airliner with seven KGB agents, Mr. Solzhenitsyn arrived in Frankfurt, West Germany.

A month later, as Soviet authorities had promised, Mr. Solzhenitsyn's wife, mother-in-law and three children joined him.

In 1976, he settled in Vermont - whose scenery he liked for its similarity to the Russian heartland - and bought a house on 50 acres near Cavendish.

"I think - I am sure - that I will return to Russia and still have a chance to live there," he said in 1980. Yet the collapse of communism and his return to Russia brought him little solace.

After Russians gave him a euphoric welcome in 1994, Mr. Solzhenitsyn embarked on a two-month, nearly 6,000-mile sojourn across Russia to reacquaint himself with his homeland and assess the depths of communism's damage to his nation.

"I came with a very sad, dark idea of the country," he told a town meeting in Yaroslavl as he neared the conclusion of his journey in Moscow, 150 miles away. "It has been confirmed."

Despairing of his fellow Russians' abuse of alcohol and immunity from patriotic feelings, Mr. Solzhenitsyn bought a country estate outside the Russian capital.

He is survived by his wife and three sons.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Friendship day

Yesterday was friendship day.

Call an old friend today!!


" Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival. "
- C. S. Lewis

Never been unloved revisited



I had never heard this song until a week or so before I posted about it.

For some reason it has really struck a chord with me and within me.

I have been everything mentioned in the song--except unloved!

I know that God has been with me throughout my whole life--I just didn't always realize that fact.

God IS love.


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Romans 5:1-8

1 Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,
2 through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God.
3 Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance;
4 perseverance, character; and character, hope.
5 And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
6 You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly.
7 Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die.
8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.


Romans 8:1-5
1 Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus,
2 because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death.
3For what the law was powerless to do in that it was weakened by the sinful nature, God did by sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful man to be a sin offering. And so he condemned sin in sinful man,
4in order that the righteous requirements of the law might be fully met in us, who do not live according to the sinful nature but according to the Spirit.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Sunday song




Days of Elijah


These are the days of Elijah
Declaring the Word of the Lord

And these are the days of your servant Moses
Righteousness being restored

And though these are days of great trials
Of famine and darkness and sword

Still we are the voice in the desert crying
Prepare ye the way of the Lord!

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

And these are the days of Ezekiel
The dry bones becoming as flesh

And these are the days of your servant David
Rebuilding a temple of praise

And these are the days of the harvest
The fields are as white in the world

And we are the labourers in your vineyard
Declaring the word of the Lord!

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

There's no God like Jehovah!



Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

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Revelation 14:14-20
Reaping the Earth's harvest

14 Then I looked, and behold, a white cloud, and on the cloud sat One like the Son of Man, having on His head a golden crown, and in His hand a sharp sickle.
15 And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to Him who sat on the cloud, “Thrust in Your sickle and reap, for the time has come for You to reap, for the harvest of the earth is ripe.”
16 So He who sat on the cloud thrust in His sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
17 Then another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, he also having a sharp sickle.
18 And another angel came out from the altar, who had power over fire, and he cried with a loud cry to him who had the sharp sickle, saying, “Thrust in your sharp sickle and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth, for her grapes are fully ripe.”
19 So the angel thrust his sickle into the earth and gathered the vine of the earth, and threw it into the great winepress of the wrath of God.
20 And the winepress was trampled outside the city, and blood came out of the winepress, up to the horses’ bridles, for one thousand six hundred furlongs.

Ezekiel 37:1-10
The Valley of Dry Bones
1 The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones.
2 He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry.
3 He asked me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"
I said, "O Sovereign LORD, you alone know."
4 Then he said to me, "Prophesy to these bones and say to them, 'Dry bones, hear the word of the LORD!
5 This is what the Sovereign LORD says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life.
6 I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the LORD.' "
7 So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone.
8 I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.
9 Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, that they may live.' "
10 So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Lonely people

Another favorite song.

Last year an aquaintace of mine gave me tickets to see America.

This was always a favorite group when I was young and it was fun going to see them live.

Lonely People by America

This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Dont give up until you drink from the silver cup
And ride that highway in the sky

This is for all the single people
Thinking that love has left them dry
Dont give up until you drink from the silver cup
You never know until you try

Well, I'm on my way
Yes, I'm back to stay
Well, I'm on my way back home

This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Dont give up until you drink from the silver cup
And never take you down or never give you up
You never know until you try

Friday, August 01, 2008

August 1

I can hardly believe it is August 1!!

The boy has swim lessons for another week, which I was not aware of.

The tomatoes are still not ready and I am very ready for the tomatoes to be ripe.

My mom is home and doing well, I will be seeing her tomorrow.

My daughter is doing well with her new job and apartment.

The husband has had a lot of time off lately. I am thankful for that since I have been sick the last two days--though I am better today.

It's been very hot and humid here this summer.

This is the first anniversary of the 35W bridge collapse--it is very sad.

I am trying to get better about using coupons.

I miss some of my old online friends lately. Mostly the comaraderie I think is what I am missing.

People really need to take care of facebook requests one way or another. It's annoying to be in limbo--just check yay or nay people.

Thinking about taking some classes when the boy starts kindergarten next year.

Need to work on moms needlepoint chair covers.

Not liking getting older at all.

Finally got my list of 100 things about me done.

Starting Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University soon with husband. We are working on getting out of debt and it's going very well.

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1 John 2:6
6 Whoever claims to live in him must walk as Jesus did.

Philippians 1:21
21 For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.

Proverbs 12
1 Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge,
but he who hates correction is foolish.

Deuteronomy 7:26
26 Do not bring a detestable thing into your house or you, like it, will be set apart for destruction. Utterly abhor and detest it, for it is set apart for destruction