Thursday, January 1, 2015

2015

What does it hold? Let's not ponder that too much. Life was meant to be lived one day at a time and leaning on the Everlasting Arms.

Here I am at nearly noon still dressed in my nightshirt. That's because all my clothes are in the dryer. This is a rarity. Usually, there's something, beyond a nighty, that I can put on. Oh well, it's all very cozy on this cold, clear day. 

Since John has decided that New Year's Day is a good one to work on his truck, I am taking the day to putter and sew. 

I am also making a big crock full of soup and, having already made Paula Deen's Pumpkin Cake yesterday, we are all set for the New Year. Menus are dwindling down to some strange items I must say. We ate the Christmas Ham for days. There are a few tired Christmas cookies to get through and some truly terrible fudge that, oddly enough, tastes better when one is desperate for something sweet and chocolate.

Revelry was afoot last night with at least three near neighbors displaying fireworks. Though I tried going to bed at ten, every time I fell asleep, I was wakened with loud bangs, pops, and those fizzy-sounding things. Might as well have stayed up except I am having a challenging time getting used to a world without Dick Clark in it. Four hours of Ryan Seacrest would do me in! No doubt about it, I am officially old.

Another little problem, easily solved, was that I have no new Lang Calendar for 2015. I set to work to find an old calendar that might
work — 2004 was the year. I proudly showed it to John this morning and he said, "Oh and it's already 2025!" Sigh. It looks pretty much like a Frankenstein calendar because, though the dates matched, I had used the picture and parts of it were missing. I had to select another picture and cover up the hole with yet another patch. Well, you can see for yourself here...

~cobbled calendar~only temporary~

~Gifts~

Three gifts of Christmas I wanted to share before it is much too late. The Christmas ornament mug is from John's daughter who lives in Florida. It's from the Starbucks You are Here Series. We are not fooled.


The movie is a gift from a dear blogging buddy who spoke of it and linked to it at You Tube and, after my saying that John and I watched it and loved it, we found a new copy in our postbox one day. What sweetness! I will be watching it for the third time today.

And a new devotional Trusting God Day by Day by Joyce Meyer. I used a C.S. Lewis devotional last year, which you may have picked up on. ☺ This gift is from a dear blogging buddy who also has a private blog. I am so going to enjoy this gift.

~You Are Here...Don't get tricked!~

This afternoon, I will don my new winter boots (thanks to my darling daughter) and clean up the luge area. It's not looking so luge-y just now with the green grass moss growing and only a patch or two of snow, yet I have heard rumors that snow will be swirling soon.

~Luge on January 1, 2015~
 
Hope that this chatty little ramble will be enough to hold you until I return in a week or two, perhaps even February. I play it by ear these days.

A happy and blessed New Year to you!
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Gathering a Year~2014

Twenty-fourteen will probably go down as *The Year of the Luge. The sledding is what sticks out in my mind anyway. The year might also stick in memory as the one of Never~Ending Winter, but that is not such a pleasant think. Some of these photos I have shown before; some I just planned to show you and never did. One should never confuse my "random" with "organization." 
 The following posts are not necessarily my favorites, though they provide a good overview. You are in no way expected to wade through them. This is meant for my benefit because this here blog is getting too big to handle. A review of the year is a good way to break things down to bite-sized bits. Do you do a year in review? I want to see it!

January — Epiphany 
February — Valentine's Day
March — Yakkety-Yak
April — Gathering the Moments~April
May — A Little Schoolbus Story
June — Idyllic Afternoon
July — Portraits
August — At the Lake
September — Hello
October — Zip — No posts in October
November — My Pilgrim Story
December — Merry Christmas
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*(I understand that many of you think it goes down as the Year of the Potato. Right. Whatever would give one that idea?)


Linking to *Cheryl's Gathering the Moments at Thinking About Home.* What a great idea she had to invite us to join her. She gathers her moments at the end of every month and continues to invite us to do the same, though this is the final opportunity to link. Like many of us, she is simplifying. ☺

Monday, December 29, 2014

Special Ornaments

Those of you who can't get the tree to the curb fast enough after Christmas will probably wish to avoid this blog until somewhere in mid-January, perhaps beyond. I have decided that I am not yet done with the trappings of Christmas and so am in no hurry to dispatch the tree, the dishes, the linens, the ornaments...
speaking of ornaments — I want to document some special ones this year. 

My grandson Sam gave me two made by his very own hands and wrapped in tissue paper with lots of tape and a little ribbon. He was pleased with his gift; I am pleased with his gift. Let me show you how cute!

~Rudolph Candy Cane Antlers from Sam~

~Beaded Candy Cane from Sam~

~Gorgeous Red Cardinal from Keanne~

My niece was home from New York City and the family was able to gather the day after Christmas for supper and no gifts. So much for that part because somehow this red cardinal was given and I love him! He is very elegant.

~Cinnamon Teddy Bear from Mom~

A few days before Christmas as I was busily scraping together some last-minute gifts, I was desperate for some festive-looking fabric. I couldn't hope for Christmas fabric, but something red or green or Christmasy. I opened a box in my sewing room tucked high on a shelf and found a Christmas gift that I had forgotten all about. It was filled to the brim with Christmas fabrics, leftovers from my mother's sewing room, and a number of sweet cinnamon teddy bears. I almost sat down on the floor and cried and then thought why not laugh with the joy of it instead? So I did. And every time I see them, I smile all over again.

Supper preps...


We had a very pleasant Christmas with two of John's daughters planning to visit. One was unable to come after breaking her leg; the other was able to visit with us Christmas Eve.

We spent Christmas afternoon with my son and his family and had a very nice time watching the boys open gifts and play with them. We played a game John and I got for the family called "Say Anything." We were asked the question: What is the worst pet that one could bring home? What might you say? I said, "an alligator." My son said, "A beagle." And that with the family beagle snoring on the sofa right beside me! We got a good laugh out of that and then Jake (the youngest grandson) came and kneeled over his dear pet and whispered, "Don't you listen to Daddy. You are a very good dog."

I have a "Gathering the Year" post for the 31st. I know that they are not everyone's cup of tea, but I am growing olden and wish to keep an easy record. On New Year's Day, I am wishing you a Happy and Prosperous 2015 and taking another little break of a week or so. (I don't wish to offend with my ongoing Christmas celebrations.☺)

Later...


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Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas

Merry Merry Christmas!
Susan Branch's advice has proven to be invaluable around here this Christmas. Thought I would document it lest my calendar page ever get lost. 


The Scripture is perfect: Be truly glad, there is wonderful joy ahead!
l Peter 1:6


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Scoot! Enjoy the celebrations!

DB