So the weather forecast said the snow was going to taper off Sunday morning. I think that's when it really kicked in. Big fluffy flakes palling around together until we had another 10+" on the ground with snow drifts waist high.
So how 'bout them Stillers? Sorry, that was in Pittsburgh-ese. Let me translate. So, how about those Steelers? :D I was wearing black and gold back when we were waiting for 1 for the thumb and the Steelers were on a roll. The game got so close at one point Sunday that I had to walk away and bite my nails (which was pretty gross since I was washing dishes. LOL). Of course, I kept coming back asking what was happening. So yeah, there were some pretty impressive plays in the game, but do you know what impressed me most? The most impressive part of the game was when several huge, manly men, in the face of uncertainty when two players went down on the field, got on their knees and cried out to God for mercy. Wow! That was powerful!
It reminded me of an incident that happened a few days before. There was a lot of praying going on on the Hudson River when 155 people looked death in the face and then turned and walked away.
Two incidents in one week showed the nation that God would be glorified - one way or the other.
I am reading "Purpose Driven Life" again and today we read that we were made to glorify God. When we are doing what we were created to do, it glorifies God. When an ant acts like an ant as he was created to do, it glorifies God. And when we do what we were created to do (worship God), it glorifies God.
One thing I've realized lately is that life is short. I'm probably half way through mine and what have I done? All the normal stuff - had a career, got married, had children. But what have I done with any eternal consequences? I'm thinking about going on a mission trip. I'll let you know if that comes to pass...
Well, the battery on the laptop is telling me it's time to close out this post...more later.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Baby it's Cold Outside!
This is what we woke up to here this morning! Yes, that's a MINUS 4.9 degrees F! The low overnight was -7, so we were on the upswing at 9 a.m. 
It did finally hit 3 degrees at some point this afternoon, but it's back down to -1 with a low forecast tonight for -12! Brrrrr!
Speaking of which, I had a layout published today! Digital Scrapbook Place released it's new Inspiration Station, entitled, "Baby, it's Cold Outside!" My layout, Winter Beauty, was included in this edition. Thanks, DSP!!
It did finally hit 3 degrees at some point this afternoon, but it's back down to -1 with a low forecast tonight for -12! Brrrrr!Speaking of which, I had a layout published today! Digital Scrapbook Place released it's new Inspiration Station, entitled, "Baby, it's Cold Outside!" My layout, Winter Beauty, was included in this edition. Thanks, DSP!!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The world is your playground
I wanted to share a layout I did today featuring my youngest daughter. I took these pictures of her last Summer in Niagara on the Lake. She was just wandering around in the grass by the lake having the time of her life while I sat nearby happily capturing her on film. (Well, technically, I guess I captured her on a memory card, but you know what I mean. ;) The scrapbook kit I used had the tire swing in it, and I couldn't resist extracting her from a photo where she was leaning on a rock looking at the lake, and carefully placing her on the swing. ;) I really enjoy doing formal heritage pages, but every once in awhile I need to play and do a graphical artsy page. This turned out to be one of my favorite layouts.
Free to Play Page Kit by Nicole Young coming soon to DSP
The story that started it all...
This is the story I told my friends at DSP that led to this blog. I thought it would be appropriate to post it here...
My husband was late going to the barn Christmas Eve (what with putting together Big Wheels and doll strollers) and he happened to get to the barn just after midnight. Now everyone knows that the animals can speak at midnight on Christmas Eve, so he actually went around and had conversations with everyone. After hearing all the demands of the animals, he sat down to a game of Scrabble with the sheep. It took a very long time, seeing they don't have thumbs - or fingers, for that matter, and they have a hard time picking up those little tiles with hooves.
The sheep discussed some of their wishes over the game, one of which was adding barley to their feed as they are partial to it, and another being the demand for a new ram. Apparently the ram we have (which is the only ram in the flock) has quite an attitude and thinks he is God's gift to ewes, which the girls find hard to appreciate.
When he finally came in from the barn I asked him whatever took so long to do chores, and he told me about talking to the animals. I asked why the other animals weren't invited to play Scrabble, and he said the sheep discussed that.
The horse is too snobbish to play games with sheep (though the sheep suspect she is just trying to hide the fact that she can't read and write). The cows, apparently, can only spell MOO, and there are just so many O's in the game. The pigs are just slobs and the sheep just don't mingle with them. The flock of chickens have relocated to the chicken coop across the street, but three of them were tired of being cooped up and moved back to the barn. They are the scorekeepers for the scrabble games, but no one ever knows who won, because the sheep can't read their chicken scratch.
The day after Christmas, my husband was right out in the barn installing game tables and overhead lighting in the sheep pen. The cows asked for fleece bras since it gets very cold here (he asked me to make them, but I had to draw the line somewhere!
) The horse just wanted the burrs brushed out of her tail and the pigs wanted to go out into the pasture and dig since the snow had mostly melted and the ground was soft and muddy, so he put them out and they had a great time.
I was mildly annoyed that the girls in the barn were getting so much attention just because they could talk one day of the year. I talk nonstop and where does it get me? I guess I complained enough about it, because he did come in and paint the kitchen ceiling and put up a new ceiling fan for me, so now I'm as happy as the other animals around here. 
So that's the most recent news from the funny farm. If anyone has a henpecked ram for sale, please let me know.
My husband was late going to the barn Christmas Eve (what with putting together Big Wheels and doll strollers) and he happened to get to the barn just after midnight. Now everyone knows that the animals can speak at midnight on Christmas Eve, so he actually went around and had conversations with everyone. After hearing all the demands of the animals, he sat down to a game of Scrabble with the sheep. It took a very long time, seeing they don't have thumbs - or fingers, for that matter, and they have a hard time picking up those little tiles with hooves.
The sheep discussed some of their wishes over the game, one of which was adding barley to their feed as they are partial to it, and another being the demand for a new ram. Apparently the ram we have (which is the only ram in the flock) has quite an attitude and thinks he is God's gift to ewes, which the girls find hard to appreciate.
When he finally came in from the barn I asked him whatever took so long to do chores, and he told me about talking to the animals. I asked why the other animals weren't invited to play Scrabble, and he said the sheep discussed that.
The horse is too snobbish to play games with sheep (though the sheep suspect she is just trying to hide the fact that she can't read and write). The cows, apparently, can only spell MOO, and there are just so many O's in the game. The pigs are just slobs and the sheep just don't mingle with them. The flock of chickens have relocated to the chicken coop across the street, but three of them were tired of being cooped up and moved back to the barn. They are the scorekeepers for the scrabble games, but no one ever knows who won, because the sheep can't read their chicken scratch.
The day after Christmas, my husband was right out in the barn installing game tables and overhead lighting in the sheep pen. The cows asked for fleece bras since it gets very cold here (he asked me to make them, but I had to draw the line somewhere!
) The horse just wanted the burrs brushed out of her tail and the pigs wanted to go out into the pasture and dig since the snow had mostly melted and the ground was soft and muddy, so he put them out and they had a great time.I was mildly annoyed that the girls in the barn were getting so much attention just because they could talk one day of the year. I talk nonstop and where does it get me?
I guess I complained enough about it, because he did come in and paint the kitchen ceiling and put up a new ceiling fan for me, so now I'm as happy as the other animals around here. So that's the most recent news from the funny farm. If anyone has a henpecked ram for sale, please let me know.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I know, I know...
So my last post was last June and the one before that was last January. And here we are in January again. And last time I said I'm going to post more often, but I didn't.
So I was in a forum on DSP and I wrote a funny little story about the farm and girls were ROFLOL. They asked me to start blogging the stuff that pops into my head so they could read it. I told them I have a blog, but I hardly ever use it. (Like those gadgets my mother in law buys on TV and I put it in the drawer...but, I digress.)
So, one of my New Year's Resolutions is to start blogging on a somewhat regular basis. It shouldn't be hard if I try. I'm homeschooling two 3rd graders and a kindergartner. (My 7th and 9th graders are pretty much on auto-pilot.) So I should be able to pop in quite regularly to journal here while they are doing spelling papers or math tests.
Now that I put one of my New Year's Resolutions in writing for all the world to see (as my sister says), I have to do it, huh?
So I was in a forum on DSP and I wrote a funny little story about the farm and girls were ROFLOL. They asked me to start blogging the stuff that pops into my head so they could read it. I told them I have a blog, but I hardly ever use it. (Like those gadgets my mother in law buys on TV and I put it in the drawer...but, I digress.)
So, one of my New Year's Resolutions is to start blogging on a somewhat regular basis. It shouldn't be hard if I try. I'm homeschooling two 3rd graders and a kindergartner. (My 7th and 9th graders are pretty much on auto-pilot.) So I should be able to pop in quite regularly to journal here while they are doing spelling papers or math tests.
Now that I put one of my New Year's Resolutions in writing for all the world to see (as my sister says), I have to do it, huh?
Friday, June 20, 2008
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