Showing posts from September, 2007

Sunday Morning

The beauty of nature is something that always lifts me to a higher place in my thinking. It takes me out of the day to day stuff, the mundane. I feel the presence of God, something I very rarely feel in a church. Its perhaps the quietude of the outside. No distractions, that take you to thought patterns that have nothing to do with the holy. Just to balance things here a bit...about a year ago I was attending morning mass at the Holy Comforter, its an Anglican church that I love dearly. Its not only a place of peace, it is building that is beyond words in beauty. Not gold and gilt kind of beauty, but dark wood, Victorian. The floors and pews squeak, the stained glass windows catch the morning light in just the right way. Its a wonderful place to be, but on this one particular morning, I know I felt the breath of God on my shoulders. I could feel His presence, feel His profound love. I wanted to bottle the feeling, save it, keep it, relive it over and over. The mass was ordinary in as…

The Beauty of Innocence

~ L'Innocence~
The other night I asked Emery a question....did he think it was possible to regain innocence ? Wikipedia says of innocence, "It can also refer to a state of unknowing, where one's experience is lesser, in either a relative view to social peers, or by an absolute comparison to a more common normative scale. In contrast to ignorance, it is generally viewed as a positive term, connoting a blissfully positive view of the world, in particular one where the lack of knowledge stems from a lack of wrongdoing..." The conversation and question regarding the restoration of innocence came about after seeing a commercial on television for some crime show where such heinous acts were shown. In the brief moment of the commercial, I actually learned something I had never known about and wished I never did learn. I lost a bit of my innocence. Yes, even at 53 there are things I don't know about in the world an I am thank…

When We Assume Others Intentions

I had a rather surprising comment left on my blog yesterday, surprising in that it was totally unexpected and it caught me off guard since this person seemed to assume I had intentions other than what was the facts. It was from a Chef....he wrote.....Hi There,I hate to mention it, but that's actually my limoncello recipe, word-for-word. You really should give attribution when you use someone else's work. I've had the recipe on my site for a few years now and wrote it myself. It can be found at in the beverage section.Thanks much,Chef Brad Harvey. I responded in truth that someone sent me the recipe with no mention of his being the creator of the recipe and that it was not anything intentional to not show his name. I went back through my blog and put his name with the recipe to give him credit. The whole matter had me thinking about assumptions. I assumed, yes I am assuming too, that he thought it was something intentional, or that I actually knew the…

Show and Tell Friday

This morning while I was thinking about Show & Tell Friday, hosted by Kelli over at I struggled once again with what to share. I always try to avoid the fine line where "Show and Tell" can quickly become what teachers refer to as "Bring and Brag". When I went to school we didn't do the Show and Tell thing, it was just not something we did. I wondered why since the public schools all did it and it looked like fun.
This morning I looked up the psychology of "Show and Tell" and got an idea of why we didn't do it in school. It certainly does help one develop verbal skills and accustom the child to speaking in front of others but it is thought to have started to help develop self esteem, by sharing things that make a child feel good about themselves. Where I went to school, we were taught it is better not to brag and to be humble, so you can see that my early education is still working on me. I have trouble with show…

Company Cheesecake

My family loves cheesecake and I have no less than 30 different cheesecake recipes, but if asked which one they want me to make, it always comes down to this one. It's simple and its amazingly good. You can change things up a bit by adding a layer of your favorite candy bar or by topping with strawberries or cherries. Take half the filling and mix in some cocoa and then marble it in with the plain filling. Endless possibilities.
I always triple the recipe since my cheesecake pan is a large one and honestly we manage to eat the whole thing in just a few days. Friday night's dessert has just come out of the oven. Melanie, Casi and Mei-Ling are coming over for supper. We all just feel a bit like celebrating over the good news that the nephrostomy tube is coming out next week !
Company Cheesecake
1 1/4 c. graham cracker crumbs
2 tbsp. sugar 3 tbsp. melted butter

2 (8 oz.) pkgs. cream cheese plus 2 (3 oz.) pkg. cream cheese, softened 1 c. sugar 2 tsp. grated lemon peel (opti…

Mei-Ling Update

Good News ! Mei-Ling will go in the hospital the first of the week, and her nephrostomy tube should come out Tuesday or Wednesday.

An Afternoon Ramble

Even in the midst of a busy day, there are moments to connect with our Maker. Time to look with our spiritual eyes, the ordinary around us that when understood with the right approach are simply extraordinary. The miracle of nature...its consistent cycles, the colors, the intricacies, the beauty, all give us something, even if its just a sigh of amazement.
I sometimes wonder if God is real, we all do at one time or another in our lives, just some of us are more honest and open about our doubts, but then I stop...look around me, breath the air, drink water that has been on earth from the beginning of time, just recycled over and over, or see a birth...I know, I really know there was a creator.
Last night the clouds danced across the sky in the bright moonlight...I stood transfixed by the window, watching. In the morning the morning star hung like a perfect diamond pendant shown on the most perfect black velvet sky. Constants...signs of Gods love of beauty.
This afternoon, a walk …

Our Little Yellow Rose of Texas

A fun day out shopping with Melanie and Mei-Ling. Back to Grammies house and of course the camera came out. Just couldn't pass up taking pictures of her in her yellow smocked dress.
Tomorrow the Doctor will tell us if the tube can come out. We are all praying for good news

The Simple Home

Last night we had a couple Gas Well folk here for signing the gas lease. Big fancy car, young men with money to spend. One had been here before and when he came he commented on our home, he loved it. We smiled and said thank you. You could tell he meant it and that it wasn't just one of those polite comments made to flatter you.
Last night when he came in, he seemed to feel so comfortable, like he was visiting his families farm or something, almost pleased that he already knew us a bit. His co-worker was like a child in a candy store. He was tall and our ceilings are low, this is an old house, low ceilings were not uncommon...he reached up and patted the large cedar beam that runs across the room and said, "whew I like this house" He sat in my rocker and announced he loved the chair and wants one just like it for himself some day. He glanced around the room, noting what books were on the bookshelf, approving of my many German books and commenting on many others…

Prejudice is alive and thriving, sad to say.

In the hospital today I had an experience that left me feeling sure that we humans can be very ugly from time to time. I have no patience for intolerance for other belief systems and I have no understanding of bigotry. I just simply do not understand judging people because of their belief system, their color, the way they wear their hair or any such thing. I sure have no right to put people in certain slots and dislike them before ever knowing them.
While waiting for Mei-Ling to have her test there was a lovely Islamic woman, dressed in all black, her hijab framing her face in pure femininity. She was elegant really and you could see and feel the tenderness she had for her beautiful daughter of about one year old. Her little girl was so sweet and the mother was simply beautiful.
I watched this woman for a moment, admiration in my heart for her. I know what it is to cover your head, dress modestly and have everyone stare at you. But she seemed so timid, almost fearful of th…

Disposable Diapers...

Most of you know that have read my blog for any length of time, know that I am against using disposable diapers, for a couple of reasons. One is pollution and the other is health. I keep thinking about all the health problems on the rise in children and can't help but wonder if there is a correlation to the use of the ugly, dangerous super absorbent materials used in the diapers of today. I never used disposable diapers on my children and never had a stinky house from diapers, or felt overwhelmed by washing diapers. Travelled across country by car with cloth diapers, and never had a baby with a bad rash ! You may not have babies at home, but you might have grandchildren so spread the word. Not all my children have listened to the facts but I have certainly preached on the subject enough that I feel I did all I could. Just check out the safety guidelines for companies that use the material ! Think about putting that stuff up against your babies tender skin.…

Another Test, with more prayers needed

Another test in Nuclear medicine (nephroscopy) for Mei-Ling today, I think this makes 3 this month. Poor baby. She wore herself out crying as its not exactly pleasant. We are hoping the Doctor will say on Thursday that she can have her tube out and maybe life can be a bit more normal for her. We need prayers and good thoughts for this tiny one. We are not sure if there is still a partial blockage. It almost sounded like we heard that from the staff, but of course they can't tell you anything, which I understand 100%. She is still filling her drainage bag along with having a few wet diapers.
After a good long nap and a full tummy, Mei-Ling was ready to play with her doll.
Our family has learned so much from this wee one...she is so forgiving, so tolerant, so full of smiles in the face of hard things and so sweet natured even after spending nearly half her life in the hospital. As adults, with all the understanding we have, we complain, fuss, get angry, hold grudges and feel so ent…

The Hardest Thing

Its so much easier to do things that make you look pious, than to be pious. One can hide easily behind the appearance of being pious rather than to actually have a heart filled with honest compassion and desire to do right for the sake of your fellow man. No agenda other than to show compassion and end suffering whenever we can.
We often hide behind rules or dress codes or other manifestations that allow not such a good heart stay hidden, avoiding being real. Hoping no one ever guesses we are filled with pride, arrogance, selfishness, anger and the like.
It seems easier for mankind to look the part rather than be the part. The hardest thing is to be real all around, equal with heart and how we hope to appear to folks around us.
Many times modesty of clothing has so little to do with modesty of the heart. I know so many people that are just ordinary in appearance yet extraordinary in the level of compassion, understanding and non-judgement.
Its really the harder thing... to…

A Big Splurge

Since we have this nice gas lease, we decided to splurge on something we, well maybe its not "we" more like "me", decided to order a new lamp for the living room. We needed a red lamp, wait, no me, wanted a RED lamp. Emery would have been fine with a clear glass lamp.So today I ordered the lamp. In all honesty I have been wanting this Coolidge lamp for a couple years, but there always seemed to be some real need that came before the want of this lamp. Today we simply purchased it. Emery knew how badly I have been wanting it and said for me to order it. Like a good obedient wife, I ordered it : ) It will be so pretty on the table...can't wait for it to arrive. Patience, patience !

Monday Gratitudes

Today I am ever so grateful for a number of things.... first on the list today due to its impact on my day is that Melanie is sick with a sinus infection. Fever, and just plain feeling miserable. Now of course that is not the thing I am grateful for, but I am grateful that we live just a few doors away so that Casi could bring both her and the baby over on his way to work. Mei-Ling just cannot afford to catch any bugs so Melanie has to stay clear of her until the antibiotics have had a chance to work. I am so grateful to be close and still that stay home mom that is available all the time to help. I am so grateful, so blessed today to have our little Mei-Ling here, sharing freely her smiles, her laughs and yes, even her growls. Her daddy taught her to growl, not on purpose but simply because she would laugh every time he growled at her so he would keep doing it, she is a smart baby and was growling in no time. This sweet tiny girl now growls and thinks its quite funny. It really is, …

A New Award

I hit a key and the entire post disappeared. So here goes again. I always figure that things happen for some reason, but I am just not sure why that happened : )
Kris over at At home with Kris awarded me this award today and I consider it to be quite an honor. Smiles are good things to receive and to give.

This is what the person who created the award says about it, “The thing that I love most about blogging is that I learn so much about a person just by reading their blog. I have met MANY wonderful people with wonderful stories to tell,and I am grateful every day for each person that I have the pleasure of crossing paths in life with.
I wanted to create something special for the top ten people who have inspired me through their blogging; the stories they tell, and the lives that they lead with grace and dignity. I visit their blogs for inspiration and encouragement.
The way life has been for our family of late, has cut down on my computer time,…

More About Colognes,

photo by Basenotes This is a confession of sorts about my early perfume days. When I was in the 7th grade, Hai Karate was the rage for a mans after shave. I think every guy I knew wore the stuff. My best friend and I loved the smell of it, so much so, we bought some and would wear it. No matter that we were girls, we liked the smell and after all it was the rage to sort of "do your own thing" We still laugh about our Hai Karate year !
Emery is one of those gentle men that is not much into changes. He has worn two colognes our entire married life. One is Aramis, which he wore only when we had trouble finding the one we both love the best, a wonderful spicy German scent called Tabac. Tabac is the one he wore when we first met and I have never tired of it.


It started out when I was quite young, about 7 years old. There was a rummage sale at a church and for a nickle I was able to purchase a huge bottle of Lily of the Valley Toilet Water. My very own perfume. One problem, the stuff was ancient and stunk according to my family. I freely doused myself with the pale green liquid. The more the better. After a while my treasured bottle disappeared. I was heartbroken, but in looking back I know one thing for certain and one this I suspect. The certain thing is, this old bottle of toilet water as my sisters called it, was the beginning of a great love of fragrance. The second thing I think I know, is that my mother probably threw the bottle out in self defence !
As a young girl, pre teen, someone would give me Heaven Sent for a present. Later as a teen I got Loves Baby Soft as a gift. In summer, I would take a splash from my mothers bottle of Jean Nate that she kept in the refrigerator. It felt wonderful in the summer heat. And even today I thin…

More on Stuff,

Things are settling down some for us. Not so many hard things going on that drain a soul. Oh sure there is the big news about gas leases and such, but that won't change our lives much, we will maybe paint the car and put a new headliner in it since the one in the car is nearly in shreds from hauling young trees from the nursery to be planted a few years back, but we won't change the way we live. Life is better staying simple. Money often changes people, making them forget about such things as the blessing of community, the understanding that all the good in our lives comes from God and not the power of the almighty dollar.
Emery and I keep reminding ourselves that less stuff means more time for us. Less stress. We seem to keep bringing more stuff home even though we don't honestly need it. Small stuff, little things that soon take space, need to be put away over and over.
Melissa and I had the same old chat over again today about having too many pieces of clothing. Stuff y…

Children and Grandchildren

Grammie and Grampie had the pleasure of having our little Elizabeth join us, with her parents of course, at our favorite little French Cafe last night. She did however sleep the entire time ! When I told her she was Grammies little girl, she smiled in her sleep so that made everything seem just perfect. Her hair is coming in light, so I think she is going to be a blondie like her daddy. Steven takes his wee one out with him each Saturday morning while he does his errands, so Priscilla can get some much needed sleep. What good daddies my grand-babies have ! And of course these tiny ones have wonderful mommys. I am so blessed to have my two grand-babies so close at hand. We get to see them so often. I feel so rewarded, yes rewarded is the word I want to use, (it is a reward after the hard and consistent work of raising them)... to have our children really like us, enjoy our company, want to do things with us, along with loving and respecting us. Melanie and Casi want us to live with th…