Monday, April 7, 2014

Blessings, cont.

I received two blessings this week from strangers. Last week I waited on a young African-American man. He gave me a nice compliment. It almost put a lump in my throat because it was unexpected.

I believe in passing on good things, even in small ways.

On Saturday I was in line at McDonald's. I placed my order and told the cashier that I would pay for the lady ahead of me. She had a military license plate on her truck and a message scrolled on her window, "In memory of my daughter." All I could think of were my two daughters.

The cashier told her. Darn! The lady got her food and got out of her truck to thank me. "You saw the message," she said, "April is a hard month. Thank you so much." When she pulled away I saw the date. Her daughter had died in April, but I couldn't see the date when I was right behind her, just the message and license plate.

April Showers (Blessings)

We celebrated my middle granddaughter's birthday this past weekend.
She is seven. She has a big heart and is a little fashion diva. She is a good sister, too.
Everyone loves her.

I made some Black Forest Cherry Cupcakes. They turned out pretty good.

My backyard looks an unkempt bag lady, but that's okay.
She is surrounded by purple flowers.

The downtown park in Spring. I love this time of year, so I
can take pictures of the cherry blossoms.

The Japanese bridge

Feeding the fish

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Bargain Shopping

I love bargains! Shhh! Don't tell anyone, but I would rather browse around antique stores and thrift shops instead of going to a shopping mall. Now don't get me wrong...I will go shopping at a department store, but I will check out the clearance racks first.
Recently I found a couple of good deals, such as eight valances for $7.00! They still had the dry-cleaning tag on them.

Actually, since my daughter is getting married this summer I am on the lookout for stuff that I can use for the reception, such as a beautiful lace tablecloth I found for $3.00 at the local Goodwill store, and the cute little dish below.
Wishing you a Happy Spring!

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Sunday Post

I went to see "Jersey Boys" last night and enjoyed it immensely. The musical is based on the lives of Frankie Vallie and the Four Seasons. It was a full house and the applause was deafening. Great show!

I am a little under the weather (Springtime allergies) this morning.

Here's a Sunday kind of song, here. Have a blessed day!

Monday, March 17, 2014

Looking to the Past

I once took a mandatory class at work on what our strengths are. I scored high in the thinking
category and my number one strength was "Context". "Context" (in the context of the test, that is) meant that one likes to look to the past to make sense of the present. I thought it fit me perfectly because I like Genealogy, History, antiques, collectibles, and anything from the past. The opposite strength was "Futuristic" which was nowhere on my spectrum. A few months later I took the test again, just to see if I came up with the same five strengths. "Context" was still in first place.
In many ways I do look at the past and I am trying to change, but it is difficult. When people talk about the culture and celebrity names and personalities come up, I haven't a clue. I am stuck in the time warp of Captain Kangaroo and Andy Griffith. My daughters have tried to convince me to get a Smart phone, but I am happy with the same cell phone I've had for years. I can take a picture on it and I can even send a short text, but I don't need all the bells and whistles. Is being content old school? My car is seven years old and my house is 27 years old, but I am content. So, yes, I guess I am stuck in the past and behind the culture, but that suits me just fine.

And, while looking to the past I went to Sunday evening service at church to hear one of our old pastors preach. He actually baptized my youngest daughter. That was 21 years ago. He is retired now. It was a joy to see him again and made me remember why I liked his preaching and why my husband liked him, too. He is old school.

I'm afraid that my little six-year old granddaughter is like her Mawmaw. She wonders about things and is always asking questions. But sometimes she gets a little confused, as my daughter retold this story.

Allie: Mommy, you know how Johnny Appleseed was the first person born?
Me:  No,  I don't believe so.
Allie: Well I know it was God and Jesus. But who was his parents?
Friend: God and Jesus were the first people alive.
Allie: Who was that lady? Mary? Was it her?
Me: Oh, Lawd.
Allie: Let's just go to sleep.

Bless her little heart!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Sunshine and Daffodils

We have had some gorgeous weather these past few days. Sunshine. Spring. 70 degree temperatures. Longer days, thanks to daylight savings. Daffodils blooming.

And now the forecast is for rain and cold tomorrow. Darn! I knew it couldn't last!

A good friend of mine sent me this Lenten cross along with the readings
and accessories. I think it is the nicest gift that anyone ever gave me.

Last weekend I took my three oldest grandchildren (ages 5,6 & 9) to see a local high school production of "Shrek, the Musical". It was hilarious and so much fun! I was so proud of the
kids because they were very well-behaved through the (almost) three hour production.
One of the characters, who played the midget Lord Farquard (on his knees, in a costume), intrigued my grandson. He asked me, "Mawmaw, is he a grown-up?" This was their first play and they were enchanted  by the elaborate costumes and dance numbers.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

A Blank Slate

Every day is a gift. Just imagine being given a blank sheet of paper. You can do whatever you want. If you are inclined, you can tear it up, crumble it up and throw it in the trash.  Or, if you want, you can ignore it and do nothing and at the end of the day there lies the blank sheet of paper that represents the past 24 hours of your day. Maybe with a stain of a coffee cup or crumbs from your morning toast, but otherwise a blank sheet of paper. A third choice is to create something beautiful, so at the end of the day you can look at your day and see the art you have created. And you may want to frame it to your memory. Every day is a gift. Don't destroy it.
Happy Sunday!