“When our wagon gets stuck in the mud, God is much more likely to assist the man who gets out to push than the man who merely raises his voice in prayer—no matter how eloquent the oration.”
― Dieter F. Uchtdorf
As If It Was Spring
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I’ve Noticed Something…
Now that the wedding flowers are all hung up to dry…
and the tuxedo has been sent back to the shop…
and the last of the boy clothes have been packed up…
I’m missing a few things, you know, like crazy singing in the shower–in some strange foreign tongue–early in the morning…
and a guy razor always, always left out for me to put away–at odd times of the day…
and the goofy clothes dropped beside the hamper…ahem–instead of in it.
See that? Not even one single whisker to wash out of the sink. Sheesh.
In fact it’s altogether too quiet and too tidy and too…too…well...girly around here right now.
Of course, I’m really happy for him.
And certainly I’m really proud of him.
But mostly, I’m really, really, really missing him.
Congratulations my darlings–
Happy Honeymoon!
So Much Sweetness
Valentine’s Day should–I suppose, be a day of smushy, mushy, sweetness and therefore who could be surprised that the very best breakfast turned out to be Apple Strudel with real, honest-to-goodness whipped cream on top–for luck.
Oh, you’ve no idea the decadence I’m capable of. I’d show you a picture, but sincerely, that lovely, flakey, cinnamony thing wasn’t on my plate long enough to find the camera…nevermind snap it.
Then to add to the sweetness of the day, my grandbabies–oooh, wouldn’t they howl hearing me call them babies?–came and brought me chocolates…
and a beautiful topiary–I think it’s called a bougainvillea tree. I’ll have to do a bit of deep, dark research to find out how to keep from killing it. Honestly, though, have you ever seen a more perfect shade of pink?
Then, when evening rolled around, Miss Chompy helped her mama make the most delectable treat of the day–strawberry tarts! My…oh…my they were incredibly good.
And what’s a strawberry tart without real, honest-to-goodness whipped cream on top–for luck?
Heh, heh.
Valentine Button Heart
Yesterday, I was feeling all crafty in a huge, low key sort of way. I mean, I reeeally wanted to make something but wasn’t feeling up to anything intense or…you know…hard.
I knew that hearts would be a necessary part of the project and since I really like buttons, I figured the two could hold their own in a big way as well.
Then the doorbell rang and a kind, sweet friend brought over Valentine treats for us. Ummm…sugar cookies–
and pink popcorn balls. Oh. My. Word.
Fabulous.
So with the complete creative inspiration that can only come from the perfect sugar cookie, I dug through the button stash and pulled out all the red and pink ones…and an occasional lavender…just because.
Then, on a whim, outlined a heart on an 8 x 10 piece of cardstock–with white glue. I thought about using a hot glue gun…for about 10 seconds. Then I remembered that we still aren’t speaking. Don’t ask.
One thing, or button, led to another and before I knew it, those pretty buttons were evolving…
into this lovely little button heart. I hurried to find a frame and since this one fit perfectly–I snagged it and poked my pretty little button mosaic into it.
Twenty minutes well spent. Cookies, pink popcorn and a bucket full of buttons.
Life is good.
Happy Valentine’s Day!!