Thursday, June 13, 2019

Thank You is Not Enough!

I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let's face it, friends make life a lot more fun.

~Chuck R. Swindoll

 (If anything in this post sounds odd, please refer back to the post just before this one for clarification.)

Thank you so much for all the encouragements, prayers, Scriptures, and expressions of love and caring. You simply bowled me over. Many of you have been there done that. I am finding it over and over again everywhere I go. 

When I visited my hairdresser to order my new hair πŸ‘± (Yes, I did consider becoming a blonde or a redhead), she shared that she is going through some health issues. Her receptionist shared that she is a five-year breast cancer survivor.

I hesitate to share this next bit only because I don't want you  to think that I need care packages, yet because I have always shared happy mail, I continue, though really, I have all a gal could want in your visits and comments.

Today, when I arrived home from physical therapy, I found a happy package on my doorstep.

 So Debby!

It was a box within a box...

filled with a chemo cap, comfort socks, tea...

 (Emoji lovers unite!)

 and Burt's Bees lip balm, hand cream, soap and Walker's Shortbread Cookies!

When I was first diagnosed, I reached out to two blogging friends. One was Debby who was and is going through her own health issues. I knew that she would understand my situation perfectly. And I was right! She has blessed me with her humor, her faith, and her friendship. Thank you, Debby! Everyone should have a friend like you. (You can find her at My Favorite Things.)

Debby, I am ashamed to say it, but I am so sick of those bandages. Must get them back on asap, but oh they are driving me nuts!

And it is a short trip after this dude has been bugging me for weeks.

Acckkkk! At least, he's not a vulture trying to get in...

Have a wonderful weekend! 

P.S. Found! One sweet wee book among the tissue paper... 

Friday, June 7, 2019

A New Chapter

Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you...

1 Peter 4:13

Isn't it lovely when one is welcomed back? Ha! I have been away from blogging for some time. Let's see if I can explain where I have been and what I have been up to. I have been very busy indeed.

Years ago, my mother-in-law (Laurel and Adam's grandmother) had an unfortunate 
accident. She had multiple sclerosis and so had challenges from time to time with coordination. On that particular day, she was in her car when she realized that she had forgotten something so attempted to hop out of the car to retrieve it. Unfortunately, the car was still in gear and knocked her down and dragged her over an abutment. The car fetched up, praise God, but she was hanging upside down over that abutment. She told me that her first thought was this: So this is how you die. Her second thought was to pray. I am happily able to report that that was not how she died for God miraculously answered her prayer. 

At the end of March, I was sitting in a doctor's examining room when he, as calmly as possible, said that we could not ignore "the elephant in the room." My first thought was this: That is a most unfortunate phrase. His next comment came as no surprise whatever. Cancer.

And so began all the usual tests and procedures from scans to biopsies to blood tests, etc., etc., etc. At first look, I was told that if one had to have cancer, mine was a "good" one to have. A simple prescription would clear it all up and I would only have to take that little pill for the rest of my life and all would be well. On second look, it turned out to be a whole lot more complicated. This means that I will begin a course of chemotherapy treatments starting next week. I have already been having physical therapy three times a week and have had a port placed for receiving my "cocktail."

This is not something that I wanted to share with my readers and I don't want this chapter of my life to take over my blog just as I didn't want losing John to take over my blog. This is not a blog about illness, grief or any other specific thing. It is a simple collection of simple days lived by a simple woman. ツ

I will probably continue to be purposely vague just like always and only provide snippets of things. You don't really think I'm posting pics of Bald Vee do you?! Horrors! (I have my hairdresser on speed dial.)

Now allow me to share a few photos taken this morning.

Purple on Purple

Everlasting and Red Azalea

Geranium Experiment and Ivy
Patriotic Pinwheel from Target

Beautiful Lap Quilt Gift from Abby

I'll probably be under that cozy gift next week. Abby told me to imagine that she and her friend Judy were praying whenever I am under it. I like that. And I know that you will pray, too. Don't be wimpy about it! A good thought is lovely,  but does not have the impact I am believing for. 

Leaving you with this beautiful Scripture that has been on my mind often. I first mentioned it here.

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Job 14:7–9 

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Message in the Daffodils

~My Mother's Daffodil Garden~

Many blessings!

Friday, April 19, 2019

Good Friday

Blessings today...

In that day there shall be a fountain opened to the house of David and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem for sin and for uncleanness.

Zechariah 13: 1

and yours, too!

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains:
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away:
Wash all my sins away,
Wash all my sins away;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed ones of God
Be saved, to sin no more:
Be saved, to sin no more,
Be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed ones of God,
Be saved to sin no more.

E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die:
And shall be till I die,
And shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save:
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
I’ll sing Thy power to save;
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save.

~William Cowper

picture source: Pixaby

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Kim's Hutch

Thursday was a good day for an hour's drive over the ridges and along the rivers to my sister's home. A perfect day above and not so great below. It had, in fact, snowed at her place. No snow at mine. 

As I entered Kim's kitchen, the heavenly aroma of banana bread greeted me. Two loaves were cooling on the rack and soon the aroma of coffee also filled the air. The fire was crackling and hot and I sank into one of those chairs beside it. A fireplace in the kitchen is a tremendously pleasant thing. I am officially jealous.

We chatted along for a good hour before we ever turned our thoughts to the dining room. When we did, it was to unpack dishes that Kim hadn't seen for nearly ten years. That was fun. She found a few that are heading for her daughter's home and a few more that are headed for Goodwill. 

Thank goodness for dishwashers. Kim used hers even though some of the dishes were vintage stemware. She used the gentle cycle and none were lost. She did not wash anything with gold or handpainting.

Then we cleaned the hutch itself more thoroughly. It has been in storage for a while and needed the attention.

Soon, we had it gleaming and ready for some decorating. Course by that time, weary of our labors, we turned our attention to some tv while we took a break. An hour of that and we were hungry and took off for a late lunch at Olive Garden in Augusta. 

Oh I want to show you a close-up of the wallpaper because it has much more color interest than I first supposed.

Gosh I hope that you weren't expecting the final reveal. We didn't get much further than this...

Looking in from the living that Penobscot Wall where reclaimed wood was used for the wall application. The wood doesn't rot because of the low level of oxidization while the logs were submerged for over a hundred years. Do you have wood reclaiming industries in your corner? You can't go wrong to purchase some of that wood for decor purposes, though it is certainly pricey. What I love about this is that the hutch blends in perfectly with the overall look of what is going on. The table set doesn't match, but that doesn't matter with all the wood tones going on.

That's a wrap for now. If Kim sends me a photo of the finished styling, I'll share. She's still looking for the rest of her dishes somewhere in the basement. I hope that she finds them because, until then, I've got nothing. Blog fodder is becoming so rare around here. 

A blessed and happy weekend to you!

Thursday, April 4, 2019

Staying Busy

Abby tells me that it pleases her that I am sewing. I like to please Abby. ツ

When I saw this log cabin quilt block at Dori's The Red Feedsack, I thought: I can do that! Not like Dori. Ohhhh no, but at my level and with my fabric scrap options. (By the way the very outer green-gold color is my ironing board.) 

I'm not making a quilt like Dori is. I am turning this into a pot holder for myself. Practice quilt blocks always turn into pot holders and always for myself. 


Tuesday, I visited my daughter taking her lunch, though she did not eat much. Sometimes it is a challenge selecting food for other people. Laurel is a cat lady as you can tell.

Who else has a sign with their pets' names on it? Probably a few...

Laurel's new desk arrived and Charlie really loves it.

I don't know how she gets any work done. Note the kitty bed on the desk to the left.

What kind of grandmother would I be to leave out Charlotte? Hi, Charlotte! Charlotte likes nothing better than to burrow under the blankets. She's not much of a people person kitty.

Later in the afternoon, I took supper to my sister-in-law. She didn't eat much either. We had a lobster roll and the first ice cream of the season. She thought that coffee ice cream with hot fudge sauce sounded good. It was. She was going to eat her leftovers today. 


Today's project is to finish decorating my sister Kim's dining room. Her new to her hutch has been placed and she wants to style it. I'm going to sit in a chair and nod and say, "that looks good." Perhaps next time I pop in, I'll have the finished room to share. 

Kim has her grandson for the weekend and I have one of mine for an overnight this weekend so more projects coming right up. Oh and my grandsons passed along all their Thomas the Trains with all the accouterments to her grandson who is just 16 months old. I'm delivering them this morning.

Oh he's going to love those trains!

Saturday, March 23, 2019

A Cozy Stormy Day

One who lives in "the North" should never get too excited about spring. Spring is fickle and downright mean. It has me wondering how and why I get tricked every single year, year after year. I must be stupid, naΓ―ve, or an eternal optimist. ッ

I was pretty bummed yesterday morning because the wintry storm meant a change of plans and I don't like having my plans changed. My sister and I had decided that it was time for another project. Last year, about this time, we worked together on white washing her fireplace. 

You can see the before and after of that project below.

This time, we were going to wallpaper her dining room wall. She has two dining room walls and was doing only one, which was a good thing since she had only 18 inches of wallpaper left when the one wall was completed. Because of the stormy weather, I stayed home and she tackled it on her own. She did a great job as you can see below. When she finishes putting this room together, I'll be sure to show you how it turned out. 

All of the above is old news for those who are Instagram friends. I keep my account there private, but sometimes entertain allowing friends to follow along. 

One person recognized my featuring my sister's home before. True. You can find the post of her living room, which my father really enjoyed for several months. The post Instagram Really? is where I shared the living room that is just to the left of the photos above. You can also see Sis's living room on my Friends page by clicking on that in my sidebar...all those plants? Hers. 

So Friday turned out to be a busy news day and I happily listened to my afternoon radio talk shows and I spent time in my cozy living room listening to the wind howl and the sump pump run. 

Sometimes things work out after all.

My son and family will be home from a week in Florida today. I have been on kitty and mail duty. I'll be glad to know that they are home and I think that they have had a good time. I know that the cat is going to be so happy to have her family home again. 

Have a good weekend!

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Happy Spring!

No matter what changes take place in the world, or in me, nothing ever seems to disturb the face of spring.

Surprise! I even surprised myself. The First Day of Spring deserves some special recognition after a long winter.

My little chalk board drawing message has been up for some time. I have certainly been eager for better days knowing full well that life goes on and that there can be challenging days in any season.

The above pictures are of the less than stellar joys of the day outside, though the temps in the 40°s are good. The car is parked outside because the garage door is stuck in ice. I will wait for more melting before I dare to put it back in the garage. Shouldn't take much longer. Once things settle a bit more, I'll be manning the leaf blower to get the dirt swept from my drive. I had my driveway professionally sanded three times this past winter, which is unheard of.

The Christmas arrangement returned to me from my sister-in-law who generously allowed me to tip firs in early December. These tips are still doing well so I am keeping them for a bit longer. 

Let's go inside where things are looking brighter. 

 My daughter has started me on a bunny collection I think. The blue one is the first she gave me and the pink one arrived for my birthday. Jemima Puddle-Duck also arrived  for my birthday. She is very cute and pert. Have you ever visited Martha Ellen's post about Beatrix Potter? So much fun to ride along with her and her husband as they tour England. You can find more tours on her blog The Joy of Home with Martha Ellen. 

Oh I have been loving visiting BJ at Sweet Nothings these days as her posts are so bright and cheery and she posts such pretty pictures. I have been teasing her that she can make anything look fabulous. Well, if you don't visit her, go ahead and take a look around. Of course, she'll make you hungry! These cupcake liners are a gift from BJ years ago. I used to keep them in an apothecary jar, but I took the jar to Goodwill this winter. Just tired of trying to make it be cute and it was so large. 

I am still enjoying twinkle lights even if they are on the pussy willows. ☺

No posies in the house, but this little windmill from my son and family sitting in the ivy is my little flower just now and it is enough.

Have a blessed spring, my Friend!