This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy Valentines Day!

Your Valentine's Day Personality is Practical

As far as you're concerned, Valentine's Day is simply a commercial holiday.

You don't place any real meaning on it. You don't think it deserves too much celebration.

For you, Valentine's Day is just the day you avoid restaurants and candy stores.

If you love someone, you already show it. You don't need to go all out for a silly holiday to prove your love.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Red Letters

Send a Red Envelope to our president. Let him know we care about all innocent lives.

Friday Fill-Ins

1. It seems like there is always something to do.

2. Put the dishes in the sink when you're done, please?

3. If I thought you visit I'd clean up the kitchen!

4. Blogging is what I think of most when I think of you.

5. To me, Valentine's Day means another senseless Hallmark reason to spend money .

6. God gives me strength.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward togrilled hamburgers , tomorrow my plans includenot lifting any more boxes or totesand Sunday, I want to start working in my bedroom!

Who else is filling in on Friday?

Thursday, February 12, 2009


Depending on where you are, winter means different things. You may be buried in snow or be looking at bare, gray ground wondering if the green will ever come back again, let alone flowers and vegetables. You may be blessed to be in warmer climes where snow is a rare treat.

Whatever your circumstances...Can you hear winter in the beauty of Vivaldi?

Hold on a little longer. Spring is not far away.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009


Träumerei (Dreaming)

From Kinderszenen ("Scenes From Childhood"), Opus 15, by Robert Schumann

Monday, February 9, 2009

Simple Woman's Daybook

FOR TODAY ...FEBRUARY 9, 2009...
Outside my is so windy, we have a wind advisory. Worried the "berm" of trash may go two blocks down.

I am thinking...of painting my living room.

I am thankful husband.

From the learning rooms...Daddy's planning on doing some lessons in weather (go Daddy!) and I am planning on some poetry.

From the kitchen...that's a good question. I was hoping someone else would answer that! OOOOPS!

I am pajamas...still.

I am creating...a resume for a friend.

I am return books to the library.

I am reading...Eragon. I've planned to read it for a long time now, got stalled a couple times, but am enjoying it immensely this time around. Is there such a thing as reading a book at "the right time"?

I am hoping...(and praying) that I can show my children Christ's love instead of my imperfect, impatient love.

I am hearing...the wind blow.

Around the much to do...

One of my favorite this song:

A few plans for the rest of the week:finish the garage project; try to consolidate things in my closet into "space bags." I've heard mixed reviews on them, but at this point have few other alternatives; visit the laundromat with two sleeping bags; get groceries!!

Here is picture thought I am sharing...from nine years ago...

Those were sweet days.
My niece and my oldest
golfing on the front lawn.
It was a lovely place to live.

Visit Peggy at the Simple Woman's Daybook to find more daybookers.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Grains of Gratitude

I've seen very little of my computer the last four or five days; this weekend I've seen even less. I've been trying to catch up on all the stuff someone has slacked off on around here--oh wait, that was me who let things get to this state. How embarrassing.

Anyway...with much gratitude, but maybe some brevity:

I am grateful that my darling husband and I found the garage. Oh, no it never really was "gone." It was just...ahem...buried. We participated in the event known as "Breaking Your Back 2009." There's a lovely trash berm at the end of the driveway.

Gorgeous weather on Saturday allowed the garage door to be wide open. Even though I wasn't technically "outside," I might as well have been.

I am grateful that sometimes using Play-Doh with Mom is more fun than using the X-Box. You are never too old for Play-Doh.

Roo has been asked to participate in a short performance. I am grateful (although a bit frazzled with the rearranging it's taken).

We had a lovely Mass today. The Third Grade Class did all the readings and the offertory gifts. Boo participated in a very well spoken way and Roo was very supportive of his brother getting the limelight.

Father talked about being healed versus being cured, you can have your illness cured and yet have your heart remain unhealed. Sometimes an incurable body heals the broken soul. Sometimes you get both. I don't translate things well. But trust me. It was what I needed to hear. Father was back from a vacation and looked so happy and well rested. We missed him, but were glad he got a break.

We sang Precious LORD Take My Hand. I love this song.

Precious Lord, take my hand,
Lead me on, let me stand,
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn;
Through the storm, through the night,
Lead me on to the light:


Take my hand, precious Lord,
Lead me home.

When my way grows drear,
Precious Lord, linger near,
When my life is almost gone,
Hear my cry, hear my call,
Hold my hand lest I fall:


When the darkness appears
And the night draws near,
And the day is past and gone,
At the river I stand,
Guide my feet, hold my hand:

Words by Thom­as A. Dor­sey,
Music by George N. Al­len

I am grateful most of all that no matter what God is in charge.

What are you grateful for?