tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13409761961467221112024-02-19T10:01:08.651-05:00a snip of goodnessThe sporadic observations and creative experiments of amy, who loves paper, fabric, food, paint, photos, family, and jesus, but not in that order.asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.comBlogger360125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-20444215818974466912012-05-17T05:42:00.000-04:002012-05-17T05:42:00.601-04:00A business Woman I am Not (part 2)<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(for part 1, go <a href="http://asnipofgoodness.blogspot.com/2012/05/business-woman-i-am-not-part-1.html">here</a>)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">At this point, I'm all who am I and why am I here, and does whale outta ocean ring a bell?? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And I have to go to the bathroom!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">They then proceed to PRESENT us with their proposal for the space, complete with fiber and cabinet samples. I am hearing words like elegant and vast, upscale and universal appeal.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">How do you ask "where are the facilities" tactfully, in a business meeting?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I was seriously contemplating which would be more embarrassing, peeing right there in their designer showcase space, or interrupting the meeting like some kind of overgrown toddler with a where's the bathroom question, when the builder said "lets talk about paint colors"! Really, paint colors I thought, do you have any idea how many paint colors there are? Then miss size four broke out Martha's paint swatches. "These are unbelievably remarkable" she swooned as she splayed out 5000 shades of wonderful. I squeezed my legs together and started to shake.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Lets review a few of the phrases I used in this meeting with the size four interior designer with six inch heels, shall we?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"That would be great if we wanted it to look like every other commercial space in this area."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"If we want it to be stamped with 2012 for the next 22 years we could do that."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Eight foot ceilings can not scream elegant, no matter what you do to them."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"No amount of pillows or vases is going to infuse color into beige walls."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Maybe I could get rich if I wrote a book on what not to do or say in a business meeting. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Michael asked me if I thought HE had offended her?? Ummmmmm, "no" I stammered, "I don't think so". </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I even asked the builder why there were no fish in the ginormous and conspicuously empty fish tank that was obviously once the centerpiece of his Hoyty toyty lobby. "they died" was his curt reply.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I will not be entering the corporate work force any time soon. </span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Thank Goodness! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me, and my not size four white Capri's, slunk to my minivan and back to our Island lair, and got back to wrangling laundry and dog hair. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And guiding young hearts toward a love for Jesus.....lets not forget that one.</span><br />
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<br />asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-54199472573355251572012-05-16T16:47:00.000-04:002012-05-16T16:47:11.889-04:00A Business Woman I am Not (part 1)<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Yesterday I was invited to my first business meeting ... by my husband, but that counts, right??</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It kinda sounds lame that at my age I'm having my first business meeting, but what can I say?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I've had meetings at places I worked before....like a hundred years ago, but they were all, you need to do this better, and that should be changed, and this is our new menu, and sell, sell, sell.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Church meetings every Wednesday night since I was to young to even know it was Wednesday don't count, nor do the committee meetings for this or that woman's groups, which were never really more than taking turns listening to ourselves talk, opened with prayer of course.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Had I known this was a REAL business meeting, I would have stressed more. This was one time I was glad I didn't know ahead of time. No level of beforehand stress and preparation would have made me ready for this. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Just meeting with the decorator", he said, "just want you there to hear her ideas", he said. Then on the way he mentioned the builder might also be present. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My man works for a very large corporation as the head of one of their divisions. The building that houses he and his division is soon to be demolished by said corporation for the express purpose of some kind of entertainment rock climby thingama whatcha whoeven cares something. that means he and his staff will be moving into a much smaller, ummmmm can we say <strong> HIDEOUS</strong> space. That won't do, cuz we are talking costumers and lots of whosumwhatchits that will see it and need to feel impressed slash comfortable or something. So he, with the help of the people in this meeting, is hoping to transform the space into something.....less hideous.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Upon entering a large impressive building we are ushered into the "meeting". There, we shake hands and introductions fly all around. I may or may not remember even a single name. Then size four with six inch heels and short flirty skirt emerges from behind her bright red apple (the computer not the fruit).</span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Her once over is excruciating, and my white Capri's want to dig a hole in the slick stained concrete floors and bury us all alive. The builder, and his right hand cabinet maker guy are all.......oh, who really cares what they are all, cuz that size four is still looming ever large and intimidatingly size fourish, Not to mention those six inchers. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Jewelsy was born into our family almost 12 years ago. And he is very much a part of our routine.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He hates when the girls are doing their school work, and not giving him attention in the morning. He tries to sit as close as he can.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">One of my favorite ways to add miles to my April goal has been to bike around this pretty Island. It is really peaceful when I am alone, and when the girls come it is fun to explore new trails, but when Daddy comes it is really fun, because he already knows all the best places to go. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I smiled at Julia (evil hairdresser) and politely hinted that it was a tad dark, Paid her way more than she deserved, and even tipped her, cuz I'm nice like that, and I walked to the car, and texted Michael. He didn’t answer. I drove to Winn Dixie, and texted my friend, she didn’t answer. I texted my daughter in love, she didn’t answer and I remembered that she and Dakota were out of town. I texted Kartwright (who, I ask you, texts their 19 year old son when she</span> <span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">is in hair crisis??) he didn’t answer. “Well”, I said, “Lord, it’s just you and me in the Winn Dixie parking lot, let the water works begin.” And, they did! Then Kartwright texted back and he said he always kinda liked Cruella, and that made me laugh, and Maria texted back and commiserated over stylists that don’t listen, and offered to fix it even though she was like a 1000 miles away, sweet girl. So, that was Wednesday.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sisters held hands after a long hard day full of lots of fun!</span></div>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-63151268320307269342012-04-13T06:07:00.000-04:002012-04-13T06:07:00.378-04:00He can't help it<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He can't help it. <br />
Don't let him hold your babies ladies, <br />
if you don't want them to soar to new hights. <br />
Thank goodness baby Ryder Loves it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">six more miles down, 85 to go to make my goal of 100 in April.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today marks 4 years since our son Crockett received full healing and went home to heaven. I am re posting this piece I wrote last year, as it still speaks my heart. I hope that if you have ever lost someone you love, it speaks to yours.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I felt it down low, almost in a place far below my soul.
That slow brewing emotion that I keep hidden almost always, not because I am
ashamed, or fearful of feeling the gnawing, but because life must go on,
children eat and play, friends expect, strangers presume, and weeping just isn't
living. Not always, only in quiet alone moments when vanilla scent brings up
flashes of remembrance of his Pediasure diet, or the high squeal of a far away
drill on wood conjures images of his uncontrollable giggles, or just a heaviness
of soul longing weighs on my chest and I escape to an alone place...my car, the
shower, the basement, anywhere to feel, and wish, and regret, and weep, because
a mothers heart misses a sons sound and presence. But this time, this time at
bible study, with no one even suspecting the battle I was fighting in that back
row booth, I could not stab it dead, freeze it quiet, it was brewing, slowly
coming to the surface. I could almost hear it's groan as it passed the diaphragm
gate, and entered my throat. I warred with the burning, defying it to surface,
begging it to wait until we were alone, and the flood gates opened, and my
sitting was now walking, then running, to the safety of the restroom, and then
the tears were pouring, and the sound was escaping and I wept, and won only the
battle to not scream that guttural death moan my body hoped to let out. My
control was defeated, the weeping won, and I too, as the release was cathartic
and cleansing, and mascara trails marked the way to peace. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Weeping is heaven's anesthesia.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I know he speaks theology with Spurgeon now before
audiences of angels, and dances with David and grandma Dee before the throne. He
and John Calvin laugh together at the audacity of earthlings claiming to
understand the intricacies of predestination and foreknowledge. The 12 year
old earth suit he wore here no longer restrains his ability to think or move or
see. He is perfect. He is not present in that filthy grave, with the sweet soft
body that contained him once, and It is not for him that I weep. It is so much
more than grief that fuels that soul groan, so much more than pain or sorrow,
although those too are very present. It is the knowing that God's plan was best,
that He is sufficient, that His ways are not my ways, and being so very
grateful. It is in the making and receiving of tender memories that my savior so
lovingly weaved in and around my boy's life, that grow me to Him, grafted to Him
more purely, all because of the gift of one small broken male child with soft
warm hands and deep brown eyes. It is because this is not my home, this
beautiful place full of flowering dogwoods and azure blue skies, this is not it,
and someday I will be with him, and.......with Him. And there, there will be no
more pain, and no more tears.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">No more tears? I ask Him in disbelief, but I NEED to
weep. I like to cry, sometimes it helps Lord, No more tears? And in His most
gentle of voices, calming and assuring He reminds me that no more tears, holds
firm hands with no more pain. No more feeling inadequate, no more voices of
you're not good enough, thin enough, smart enough, anything enough. No more
striving for perfection with your home, your meals, your clothing, your
children. No more fear, fear of the future, of loosing someone else, of being
alone. No more being overwhelmed, no more guilt, no more hurt, no more regret,
no more harsh words, no more abuse, no more hurt feelings, no more anger, no
more unmet expectations, no more loss, no more sorrow. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">No more tears, He will wipe them all away. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">We won't NEED them any more.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and
death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain
anymore, for the former things have passed away.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Rev. 21:4</i></span></div>
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legend<br />That I would like to tell<br />Of the birth and death of Jesus<br />Found
in this lowly shell
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">If you examine closely,<br />You'll see that you find here<br />Four nail holes
and a fifth one<br />Made by a Roman's Spear.
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">On one side the Easter Lily,<br />Its center is the star<br />That appeared unto
the shepherds<br />And led them from afar.
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The Christmas poinsettia<br />Etched on the other side<br />Reminds us of His
birthday<br />Our Happy Christmastide.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Now break the centre open<br />And here you will release<br />The five white
doves awaiting<br />To spread Good Will and Peace. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This simple little symbol,<br />Christ left for you and me<br />To
help us spread his Gospel<br />Through all eternity.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So the NO's began. no we can't go to the pool, no we can't go on a bike ride, no we can't have a picnic, no we can't color eggs, read that book, walk the dog together, do a puzzle, play a game, watch a movie, go there, do this, NO NO NO. and I felt myself tighten like a top with the weight of not being able to say yes, and still do the dresses. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and four big brown eyes looked up from the step where they sat waiting for the big something momma was going to say. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"I can make your new Easter dresses. I want to make your new Easter dresses, but if I do, I will have to work on them from now until Saturday night, and there will be more NO's, and less YES's until after Easter." </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"you can wear last years dresses" </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">(I had to swallow hard at this point, because a big part of me really wanted to make those dresses happen), </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">They didn't even hesitate, they new what they wanted. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I was really sad inside. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It is hard to let go sometimes.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"can we color eggs now Momma?", </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and I said </span><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"YES".</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I was really happy inside. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3 more miles down, for a total of 9, 91 miles to go by the end of April.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It made me think about what else we have found.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Kartwright found some Oakleys in the ocean a few years back, and they weren’t even all that scratched up. I blogged about it <a href="http://asnipofgoodness.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-does-it-take-to-make-your-15-year.html">here.</a></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Haven found a really nice DSLR camera case on the road when she was riding her bike a few weeks ago. We let it hang on the mailbox a few days, but no one claimed it. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My brother-in-law once found a diamond ring when he was in high school!</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Michael tells a story about finding musket balls from the civil war when he was a boy, and lived in Atlanta, when they were building an addition to the Piedmont Hospital. I think my boys found some old civil war stuff on the site of Habersham in Beaufort SC when they were boys too.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Have you ever found anything fun?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana;">4 more miles for me, for a total of 6, 94 more to go :)</span></div>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-24976130561757716472012-04-01T22:05:00.003-04:002012-04-01T22:05:43.392-04:00Who's with me?<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Happy April!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Can you believe that we are already one fourth of the way through 2012??!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">UNBELIEVABLE!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Get ready April, I have BIG plans for you!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">I will read, listen, sing, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">whatever it takes, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">the entire bible in 90 days! </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">By July I will be ready to do it again. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Who wants to join me? </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Come on, you will LOVE it, and the new APPS for your phone make it super easy, or you can download the podcast on to your i-pod, or you can do it the old fashion way, and READ.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">I will run, walk, ride, swim, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">heck, I'll crawl if I have to,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">100 miles in April. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Come on, it will be fun.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Lets make April count people, </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">moving and listening, </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">shrinking and growing,</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">all together,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;">Who's with me?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">2 miles down for me today, 98 to go, </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The birth was progressing, and I don’t remember being in a whole lot of pain when the anesthesiologist came to give me my epidural. I was still a complacent patient at that point in my journey, and I just did what they told me, when they told me to do it. I have since learned with Crockett’s help, that I can have a say in my own care, or lack there of. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Because of my conflicting experiences, I had conflicted feelings when birth story number three commenced, but they didn’t ask, so the epidural march began. As I felt the needle go in my back I prayed “Lord please don’t let them penetrate the wall, and spare me from that headache”. A sudden searing pain shot through my entire body like a bolt of lightening, from the point of entry down through my right leg. I was blinded by what was happening, and as if I was experiencing it from some other viewpoint, and in slow motion, I heard myself scream uncontrollably, long, and unlike ever before. Something horrible had happened, it was what I would imagine it feels like to be electrocuted, and I thought I was a gonner. I don’t remember all that transpired after that. I do remember that at some point during giving birth I felt my chest tighten, and my lungs struggling to inflate properly. They first administered something in my IV for high blood pressure, and then something else to bring it down again, or perhaps it was the other way around. Things went from bad to worse when they lowered the back of the bed so that my feet were higher than my head. “To control my blood pressure” they explained. Behind an oxygen mask I remember looking at Michael and wondering if I needed to say good-bye, I was very afraid. As labor progressed that anesthetist went off duty, and another came on. I remember distinctly that the new “expert” was very frustrated by all the surgical tape his colleague had left on my back, and complained to the nurse standing by my side. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the end I was handed my third son, and as any post natal mother knows, when that fuzzy bundle of love is in your arms, nothing you went through to get them there, really matters!</span></span> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Soon after giving birth however, I realized all was not okay with me. There was a patch of flesh on the outside of my right knee about six inches in diameter that was super sensitive. By sensitive, I don’t mean it was sore, or even achy, It literally felt like it was raw, and nerves were exposed. Visually there was nothing there out of the ordinary, the skin was not red or discolored in any way. Every one’s first response was to touch the patch, Michael, nurses, doctors, but I would panic as they came close. I could literally feel the presence of anything even remotely close to that area of my leg. I couldn’t let the bed sheets touch it, or my nightgown, and just the thought of a shower was horrifying. It was very odd, and very frightening.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The medical staff didn’t seem to believe me, as they tried to explain it away with something about the stirrups irritating it during delivery. That was of course an absurd notion. They even sent in a psychiatrist to try to talk me out of my discomfort, and several other physicians as well. The first anesthesiologist came to visit, and assured me that it couldn’t have been anything to do with the epidural. I was young, and naive, but I hadn’t just fallen off the turnip truck. It was clear to me that no one wanted to accept responsibility for my problem, and everyone wanted to avoid being sued. Not only would they offer no explanation for my pain, they really never acknowledged that it was real. By the third day my pain had subsided enough to shower and dress, but it was still ultra sensitive. Gradually, over time, the pain became more tolerable, and today, more than sixteen years later, I feel it only occasionally.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We went through a lot with that third precious baby boy, and he taught us all far more than I could ever begin to express in this space. Some, is still yet to be taught, and likewise learned. Twelve and half years after this birth story we had to say good-bye, and he was able to say “hello” for the very first time, in heaven. So now today, almost 4 years after that bittersweet farewell, I am reminded of his arrival every so often when my jeans hit my right leg just right, or my husband leans to pat my knee, or the cat playfully rubs against my calf asking to be let out, or I have had a more stressful day then usual. My sweet Savior has given me good pain once more, and I remember my Crockett man, and oh how it hurts so good.</span></div>
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<br /></div>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-67312061404316146482012-03-29T00:37:00.000-04:002012-03-29T00:37:41.484-04:00It hurts so good (part one)<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">My neck has been giving me a lot of trouble lately, not sure why. Recently I woke up to shooting pain in my right shoulder, and I literally could not lift my right arm. As you can imagine, this was disturbing, on a number of levels. My shoulder pain was connected to my neck pain, and I was forced by my inability to function, to take action. A </span><span style="font-size: large;">friend recommended her brother, a local massage therapist. I have never had a professional massage, and frankly I wasn’t looking forward to it. Let me tell you something, that massage hurt so good!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The concept of “good” pain has been on my mind for the few days since that experience. The Lord has brought to mind many instances where pain has been for my own good. Times when He has grown me up, and challenged me, have sometimes caused me “good” pain. Usually that pain has been emotional. Pain that at the time, I would have chosen to avoid, but that in time, hurt so good.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The 4th anniversary of Crockett’s death is soon approaching, and as has been my practice for the last three years, I continue to repeat the mantra in my mind, that it is only a date. It is only a date, a random number of the calendar year that brings back memories of deep loss, and sweet surrender. It is the marking of one sweet 12 year old's full healing, and the end of his pain forevermore. It was the beginning of my pain in longing to hold him, just one more time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The initial gut wrenching pain, that caused me to wander the rooms of our home, wondering what to do with myself, is now gone. I no longer remind myself every four hours that it is time to feed him, only to see his empty wheelchair. The boxes of vanilla Pediasure on the front porch are gone, and we live far from the last home that held his memory. I seldom hear his sounds anymore only to realize it was only the wind, or my mind playing tricks on me. My tears no longer set up residence just behind my eyelids, ready to pop at a moments notice. I boldly number my children now without hesitation when asked, and only half the time feel that familiar catch in my throat as I explain just where my third son is. His clothes are packed away. His crib collects dust in the garage. His favorite blanket waits, sealed tight in a box at the top of Michael's closet, because some precious commodities just can’t find new homes. His memory is alive and well, but the pain of our loss is not a raw wound any more. We have created a sort of scab of protection and healing, that will one day be peeled away to reveal fresh new soft skin that will last throughout eternity.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Jamie from <a href="http://threescoopsoflove.blogspot.com/">Three Scoops of Love,</a> recently tagged me to play the blogging question game. So here goes, my answers to her 11 questions.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Any meal that someone else cooked! I don't mind cooking, and sometimes I can even enjoy it, but it ALWAYS tastes better when someone else cooks it. Last night Michael made pancakes because I was icing my shoulder (not with frosting, with ice), and they were the best pancakes EVER!</span></span></div>
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />2. What is something embarrassing or funny that has happened to you lately?<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Recently I was asked to read a verse in a small group of people, and I had to admit that I couldn't read <a href="http://www.christianbook.com/esv-journaling-antique-floral-design-hardcover/9781433503863/pd/503863?item_code=WW&netp_id=612658&event=ESRCG&view=details#curr">my own bible</a> (I had forgotten my glasses). It was bad enough that I am THAT old that I NEED glasses, but the point was really, why did I have my bible opened on my lap if I couldn't read it!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">By the way <a href="http://www.christianbook.com/esv-journaling-antique-floral-design-hardcover/9781433503863/pd/503863?item_code=WW&netp_id=612658&event=ESRCG&view=details#curr"><span style="color: #0c343d;">my bible</span></a> is on sale right now at CBD, and it is a terrific journaling bible, you might just love it, so check it out!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have both, but I have no problem distinguishing the difference.</span></div>
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4. What do you think is the best thing about blogging?</div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I met one of my dearest friends through my blog!</span></div>
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5. What is your favorite vacation destination?<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">The Beach! Which is REALLY convenient, because now I live at the beach!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Only one??? The Beach, only I'm not waiting until summer!</span></div>
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7. Do you have a favorite quote or verse?</div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have lots, check out my Pinterest board <a href="http://pinterest.com/asnipofgoodness/words-i-heart/">"words I heart"</a> but my very favorite can be found in James chapter one</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><sup>2</sup> <em>Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV1984-30254">3</sup> because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV1984-30255">4 </sup></em></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">And, it gets even better.....check it out, James ROCKS! It is my favorite book in the whole bible, LOVE it, straight forward, and to the point, convicting and encouraging, what more could you ask??</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> 1985 Dodge Omni.......Oh yeahhhhh baby! Only mine was two tone yellow with gold velour seats. NICE!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Okay, this is the easiest question of all! A book, A book, A book! HANDS DOWN!! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Unless of course, the movie comes with theater popcorn and milk duds, and my favorite boyfriend (that would be Michael) in the seat next to mine, then I pick movie, especially if no body has to kill any body!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Pajama pants and a camisole, with footies. Brand new ones...even better. (footies on my feet, not on my camisole)! And let me just say I do not wear this outfit to Walmart, unlike most of Georgia! I am sorry, Georgia friends, just sayin! We even call one church we visited while we lived there, "the Pajama church" cuz, and I am not lying, people wore pajama bottoms to church. I'm not judging, i'm just sayin!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">If you would like to play along, consider yourself tagged! In addition I would like to tag the following ladies that have recently left sweet comments here on this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Monica, at <a href="http://thehomespunheart.blogspot.com/">The Homespun Heart</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Danielle, at <a href="http://yetheabidethfaithful.blogspot.com/">Yet He Abideth Faithful</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Melissa, at <a href="http://ladyjaneblog.blogspot.com/">Fearfully and Wonderfully Made</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Sarah Belle, at <a href="http://simplyathome101.blogspot.com/">Simply at Home</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Jenna, at <a href="http://jblogerrr12.blogspot.com/">Jenna Brown</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Katie, at Katie's Kitchen</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Mom of three Girls, at <a href="http://landoffluff.blogspot.com/">The land of Fluff</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Lisa, at <a href="http://justforewedesigns.blogspot.com/">Just for Ewe Designs</a></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Tricia, at <a href="http://twotiarasandasword.blogspot.com/">Two tiaras and a sword</a></span><br />
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1. If you could be any bird, what kind would you be?<br />
2. What is the best way you have found to make new friends?<br />
3. If you were assured of success, what would you do?<br />
4. What 'sayings' did the most impactful male roll model in your life say?(father, grandfather, brother, friend)<br />
5. What is the best way you have found to make someone smile?<br />
6. What makes you feel pretty?<br />
7. If they were to make a movie of your life, what star should play you?<br />
8. What do you collect?<br />
9. Have you ever wished to change your first name, and if so what would you change it to?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The first order of business, was coming up with a pattern, so each scallop would be uniform. I pulled out a 6 inch plate. Obviously the size could fluctuate depending on what size bunting you want. A really big one would be great to decorate your porch, and a mini one would be sweet on a doll house. The possibilities are really endless!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">After cutting the circle from paper I folded it in half. The line shows the halfway mark. Then I folded it about three fourths of an inch from that center fold. I wanted my scallops to be slightly bigger than half a circle, and some of that will go into the bias tape used for the string that holds the scallops together.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I used that paper pattern to then cut two of every fabric (sheet in this case) I wanted to include. Most of my vintage sheets have a background of white, and I wanted more color so I included a few other fabrics from my stash. I can picture this project in several other color ways as well, red, white, and blue for July, red and green for Christmas, or any fabric that matches your decor. The possibilities are really endless!You could also use felt and just pink (that's when you use those zigzag scissors or what they call pinking shears) the edges instead of sewing, or burlap would work for all you burlap lovers out there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When all my pieces were cut, I simple sewed right sides together, sewing only the curved edge, and leaving the straight edge to turn. This raw edge will be covered by the bias tape. After turning each scallop, I ironed them all flat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I used </span><a href="http://jonag.typepad.com/stop_staring_and_start_se/2009/10/turn-one-fat-quarter-into-5-yards.html"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">this fab tutorial</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> to make bias tape out of what quilters call a fat quarter. A fat quarter is a fourth of a yard, but not 9 inches like they would give you at the fabric store if you asked for a fourth of a yard. A fat quarter is a half of a half. In other words it is a piece of fabric measuring 18 inches by 22 inches. I was able to make over 7 yards of 1 and an 1/8 inch bias from my piece using her directions. I made mine narrower because I wanted my finished string narrower. I only used about a half of my bias strip for both the shorter bunting on the window, and the longer bunting draped on the mantle. That means I have a few yards left for another project!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The bias was by far the most tedious part of this project. Marking, sewing and cutting it was a breeze. Ironing it in half, and then each half into the center, not so much. You could certainly use store bought double wide bias (it comes in a little pack near the notions), and that would make it much easier, but I wanted to use a printed fabric (in this case a vintage sheet), and I also wanted to try this technique. I also have a gift for making any project I make as complicated as I possibly can. It's a gift, what can I say? I will make bias again, but after I get one of these <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clover-Bias-1-Inch-Tape-Maker/dp/B001703IYW/ref=sr_1_1?s=arts-crafts&ie=UTF8&qid=1332466004&sr=1-1">bias maker thingamajigs.</a> I think the printed bias really adds a special touch.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">linking up with <a href="http://www.beneathmyheart.net/">beneath my heart</a></span></div>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-47456915024978713332012-03-21T16:08:00.000-04:002012-04-02T20:35:50.350-04:002012 spring mantle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Only eighteen days until Easter, so spring decorating is on my mind. I love Easter, and I love spring!<br />
I found this old window in the barn at our last home, so I dragged it out when the movers came to pack us up. When I say I dragged it out, you understand that I really mean that Michael dragged it out, and I said “please may we keep her”, in my sweetest whiney voice, and he said “sure” knowing that it would be one more thing to store in his garage that I would probably never use. But lookey here everyone. I cleaned her up, and she has a real home of honor, for the spring at least.<br />
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I painted this canvas too. I was inspired by something I found on pinterest. I’ll show you what, and how in a post real soon.<br />
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I found this Happy Easter garland at Home Goods in Atlanta some time ago.She is glitterfied, and sparkles not to much, but not to little. <br />
I made the scalloped bunting out of vintage sheets that I have been <strike>hoarding</strike> saving up, for just the right project. I’ll show you how on that too, real soon. It was uber easy, and crazy fun, and when I say crazy fun I mean in a kinda tedious, but oh so rewarding kind of way.<br />
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Hope you like my mantle, and will leave me a comment, unless your name is anonymous, and you like to leave snarky not very encouraging kind of meanness, then of course you may please refrain from commenting, but know that I love you anyway, cuz I see through that snarky mean exterior, and see the awesome, encouraging, positive person that is trapped inside, just aching to get out!<br />
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linking up with <a href="http://dearlillieblog.blogspot.com/2012/04/easter-link-party.html">Dear Lillie</a>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340976196146722111.post-79617037073162915522012-03-18T22:30:00.000-04:002012-03-18T22:30:46.118-04:00Her Birthday suit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPqAMNrhF4cz1v4Axgk8XEsSf670tIuZ27XB7sk3VjA53dAMbgXRaFgoFrivE1iApuFrX6Fe9gvkEJ0bmB8rWLZtCYKdbidiKwypTiK6Rh390oPZQY80Jg_wVbllDH6s9spvPYzNHE0g/s1600-h/march%25252020124%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img alt="march 20124" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnJbA-iqSki0fxvQ5ddZPaYhSRbnLhoeZbvF8HvzS-mqR8O7__IOJ26XWyOrXhuJ6_XmMFwI4RK_Tc_waRLDo6Zo6-jULl7dtrHsxrWnWM6nLI-cJavEaTlEdquSnQgD7qJmarSbGkpM/?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border: 0px currentColor; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="march 20124" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Weeeeellllllllll, of course" I stuttered, remembering that I had quite forgotten! For the last few years I <strong>had</strong> made something special for her to wear on her birthday. That had somehow inadvertently become some kind of tradition to my soon to be eight year old. Not wanting to disappoint, and knowing if I sacrificed a little time I could make it happen, I got to work.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So this little corduroy number is what I came out with, and it was perfect for winter/spring in the south. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">On her birthday morning I was brushing her hair in front of the mirror, as she admired herself in her new ensemble.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Momma, what would I do without you?” she said sweetly, as she turned and hugged my neck.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This is why I did it, I thought to myself. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“ Well, you would be just fine” I cooed, “Daddy and Haven would take good care of you!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“But they don’t know how to sew!” she exclaimed.</span></div>asnipofgoodnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044277532211684597noreply@blogger.com3