Yep, you read that right. The flu has hit our home.  The regular not the piggy kind that everyone is freaking out about. The hubby came home from work with it.  Now I am trying desperately to keep myself and the kids and the grandparents and the great-grandparents from getting it.  Sigh; not holding out much hope.  Well, at least the turtles and dogs cant get it...can they?  Drat, where is the vet's phone number?

So I may be scarce for the next week.  Hope all of you are keeping well! 

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Its loss has been felt heavy by the children.  Now forced to use the dreaded cheap pencil sharpener; they have many time mussed over the good times as they stand over a trash can turning the pencil round and round in order to achieve that sharpened point; though it never seems to get as sharp as the electric pencil sharpener got it.

The artists in the family have really felt the loss because their colored pencils are down to the wood and they hate having to continually stop drawing to sharpen their tools.

But perhaps the one who feels the loss most is the Mom.  Because no matter how many pencils she leaves out or where, someone always comes along and takes them so that when Mom needs one, none is to be found.  She could always count on grabbing a new one from the pile and have the trusty pencil sharpener ready in a snap.

So we mourn the loss of our pencil sharpener. A most used and overlooked friend. Sigh.

 Now if you will excuse me, today was payday so I have to get dressed and get out to Wal-mart to get a new one.

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No, that is not a typo. I did indeed mean to type 61 years.  The people who survived raising my siblings and myself are celebrating 61 years of marriage together today.  These two incredible examples to us all have weathered the Great Depression, WWII, traveling the country, watching their children be born and eventually called home by the Lord, they have rejoiced at Weddings and births, and mourned at funerals, gained a great deal of gray hair raising their Grandchildren and wept with untold joy at the birth of their Great-Grandchildren. There are few today who can even claim 50 years (half the people I know can not even make it to 10 years!), but my parents have been together 61 years!

I thought I would share each of their secrets for a long and happy marriage.  

First, from my Grandmother: Never criticize your husband in public, not even around good friends; wait until you get in private to tell him he sounds like the biggest horse’s butt on the planet.

Next, from my Grandfather who took my husband aside and told him this before I walked down the isle.  No matter what, any time she asks you whether you like a new paint color, dress, curtains, I do not care what it is you answer, “If it makes you happy dear, it tickles the crap out of me.”

 If I can make it just half the time they did, I will truly be a blessed woman.  

Happy 61st Anniversary

Granmother & Gran  !!!!

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According to a news report, a certain private school in Washington was
 recently faced with a unique problem. A number of 12-year-old girls were
 beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom.

 That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick, they wou ld press
 their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little
lip prints. Every night the maintenance man would remove them, and the
next day the girls would put them back.
 Finally the principal decided that something had to be done. She called
 all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man.
 She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for 
the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night (you can just 
imagine the yawns from the little princesses).
 To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she
 asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required. 
He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned 
the mirror with it. Since then, there have been no lip prints on the 
mirror.

He he, admit it, you were laughing!

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Ok, not exactly.  I told you in my last post that I was taking two weeks off to get the garden in (you can read thathere) It took a lot longer than we thought.  We had an injured shoulder and time to deal us some set backs.  At one point, we had our cars lined up with their headlights on because we ran out of daylight.  I know the neighbors think we are nuts.  If they say anything, I will just tell them we are studying the nocturnal habits of worms or something. 

Plus, we had to do our spring cleaning.  You all know how that goes.  Hit the youngest kids's clothes. Clean out what they can no longer wear and donate. Then hit the next to youngest kid's closet, clean out what they can not wear and either put it in the youngest kid's dresser or find a place to store it until they can wear it.  And down, or rather up the line you go.  Whew!  We were so blessed this year with friends giving us clothes that the kids just could not possibly wear them all so we had to go through and donate several bags to our church pantry and other families.  I told the children what a blessing it is to have too many clothes to wear where in other parts of the world they have barely one article of clothing.

Anyway, we have the garden in, plants are coming up, a tree house started for the kids, and spring cleaning done.!!!!! YEAH!  I also have some interesting and neat tips for you this week.  See you later.

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Hello everyone. Sorry I was scarce last week.  I am afraid I will be a little busy the next two weeks.   We are having to spend every spare second (like I have a lot of those) getting our plant beds ready for planting.

I know several of you are yelling,"What!?  That's it! I knew that woman was putting something other than creamer in her coffee! It is still winter!!!!! Why we still have snow on the ground!"

Well, here in the South we are starting to hit 70 degree weather in the afternoons. And while we are not past the dangers of frost, it is good weather to get the soil tilled.   Plus, we have a boat repair buisness. And as April hits, we become too busy to do anything else. So we know we better get the really hard labor done before customers start calling.  I have to get the food planted so I can get it canned this fall. 

I have noticed a lot more people planting gardens this year and a lot of gardeners I know are starting early getting their supplies. 

I will be back in about two weeks.  We should have the land tilled and the swing set repaired by then.  Take care and see you soon!

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A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired.

During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When they all had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:"Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

The cup that you're drinking from adds nothing to the quality of the coffee.

In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup; but you consciously went for the best cups ... and then you began eyeing each other's cups.

Life is the coffee; your job, money, and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The cup you have does not define, nor change, the quality of life that you have.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the hot coffee God has provided us. God makes the coffee, man chooses the cups.

The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything that they have.

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.

And enjoy your coffee.

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  Real Mothers

Real Mothers don't eat quiche;

they don't have time to make it.
 

 Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils

are probably in the sandbox.
 

 Real Mothers often have sticky floors,

filthy ovens and happy kids.
 

 Real Mothers know that dried play dough

doesn't come out of carpets.
 

 Real Mothers don't want to know what

the vacuum just sucked up.
 

 Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?'

and get their answer when a little
 voice says, 'Because I love you best.'

 
 Real Mothers know that a child's growth

is not measured by height or years or grade...

It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...
 

To all of my fellow mothers (current, to be or past) have a blessed day and do not forget what is really important!

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I was on You-tube the other day and found this wonderful song.  It is an encouraging song set to the disco classic (can disco even be considered classic?) I will Survive by Gloria Gaynor.  I always loved that song.  Plus, it is that time of year when we could all use some encouragment.

Note: Before Playing, you will need to scroll down to the end of the posts and hit the pause button on the music player. This will turn the music off so you can listen to this video.

Enojoy!....and be careful in those platform shoes!

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Before I get any more wonderful emails, I am ok.  Sorry to all my buddies out there that I have not posted lately.  I have had to deal with a lot lately; husband starting school, trying to get the house ready to sell,  and helping with family.   Nothing bad, just very busy type stuff. I hope to be back to posting on a regular basis next week.  (mmm, that may be too optimistic, let's make it the week after.)

Until then, I have a really great video for you. This is the Fed-up Homeschoolers' list that someone put to music.  It is really good. (If you do not like the music, you can enjoy this with the sound off.)  Man, I do not know who wrote this but I think I may print this out and carry it with me everywhere I go.

Note: you will need to scroll down to my music player at the bottom of the page and click the pause button before you hit play on this vido.

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Anyhow, we were at church the other night when one of my angels was telling their Sunday School teacher about how their pet fish died.  They had carried on about these fish before.  How they caught them in the lake, set up the tank, watched them and then when they got sick how they tried to care for the.

“Oh, I am so sorry your fish died yesterday, ” came the teacher’s sad reply.

“Oh, it’s ok,” came the reply of the 7 year old, “ We dissected it this morning.  Did you know fish have a swim bladder?”

Yeah.  The teacher told me she would have been concerned  if it had been anyone else’s kids.  Not sure if that is a good thing or not. 

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First, I want to thank all of you who have invited me to be friends on either Facebook or MySpace.  I know you are thinking I am rude for not responding.  I am not trying to be. 

The MySpace was set up as a joke by my sister.  She set up an entire page with funny stuff from my siblings.  The Facebook was set up, again by my sister, so I could read all my other siblings Facebooks.   I never post or read any comments left on these sites.  In truth, the only reason I keep them is so that I can keep up with family.  Our schedules & lives sometimes makes it hard to carry on phone conversations and some of my family are multi-task challanged (can't do more than one thing at a time). 

My time is devoted to this site alone.  So please do not think me rude.  I tried responding to all of the requests some time ago but they got to be so much and took so much time, I do not even pay attention to them.  Sorry.  But I do love you all!!!!! 

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Growing up, they were very poor in money; in all else they were very rich.  My Grandmother would tell us what a special treat it was just to have a tangerine or an apple or nuts.  Most families could not afford fruit so it was a real treat for kids back then. So, every year, Daddy Ervin would somehow find the money and buy for each child an apple, an orange or tangerine, at least one of every kind of nut that you see in the bins in the produce isle only at this time of year, and some hardcandy.  This was quite a feat considering there were 7 kids! The kids would find these stuffed into their stocking on Christmas Morn.  This became a tradition long after the financial situation improved.  It became a much looked forward to and loved tradition.  

As time went on and the siblings married and had children of their own, they kept up this tradition.  As those children started their own families, they also kept up the tradition.  And as my generation started their own families, we kept up this tradition.  But it is more than just tradition.  It serves as a way to lovingly remember our family that has gone home to be with the Lord.  We use it as a chance to discuss with our children their past, the love and strength of families, and of course how people made due back before they had money for the hottest and latest toy. 

I hope you enjoyed this look into my family, but it wasn’t just my family who did this.  You can also start this tradition in your home.  A dear friend of mine was so touched by this that she started doing this when her first child was born.  She uses it as a great jump off point to teach about history and thankfulness for the little things in life. 

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Ok, I know we are all sick of anything political right now but I could not help myself.  This is a great PC Winter song.  It really is funny because it shows how foolish we as a society have become trying not to offend anyone (except Christians. It is ok to offend them)

You will need to scroll down to my music player and click on the pause button to turn the music from my site off before you play this video.

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Ok, I need help this time. I have had a lot of people ask me how to post a YouTube or GodTube video on their blog IN the actual post.

Well, I do not know how. Could someone out there who knows how either leave the instructions in the comments or email me.  I know how to post links but not the videos. 

I would appriciate it.  Thanks!

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SARAH PALIN: Well you know, that chicken was crossin' Main Street because the gosh darn economy is so bad that Joe Six Pack and Hockey Mom were chasin' it for dinner.

BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was time for a change! The chicken wanted change!

JOHN MC CAIN: My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.

HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure right from Day One! That every chicken in this country gets the chance it dese rves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.

GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.

DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?

COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.

BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with that chicken. What is your definition of chicken?

AL GORE: I invented the chick en.

JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.

AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.

ANDERSON COOPER, CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.

NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he's guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.

PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.

MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.

DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.

GRAND PA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.

 BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the h eart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its lifelong dream of crossing the road.

ARIStOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.

BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken 2008, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken 2008. This new platform is much more stable and will never crash or need to be rebooted.

ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?

COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one??

While you vote, remember to pray for our country...it needs it.

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While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by a truck and dies. 

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. 

"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." 

"No problem, just let me in," says the senator. 

"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity." 

"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the senator. 

"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. 

Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. 

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne. 

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.  

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. 

"Now it's time to visit heaven." 

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. 

"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity." 

The senator reflects for a minute, then answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell." 

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. 

Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. 

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above... 

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. "I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?" 

The devil looks at him, smiles and says....... 

"Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted."

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I found this cartoon on the web this morning.  I think it is pretty self-explanatory.

You gotta be careful where you go on Halloween.

Original link for this is here.

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The villagers seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest, and started catching them. The man bought thousands at $10 and as supply started to diminish, the villagers stopped their effort. He further announced that he would now buy at $20.

This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching monkeys again. Soon the supply diminished even further and people started going back to their farms.

The offer increased to $25 each and the supply of monkeys became so little that it was an effort to even see a monkey, let alone catch it! The man now announced that he would buy monkeys at $50! However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now buy on his behalf.

In the absence of the man, the assistant told the villagers. 'Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected. I will sell them to you at $35 and when the man returns from the city, you can sell them to him for $50 each.'

The villagers rounded up with all their savings and bought all the monkeys. Then they never saw the man nor his assistant ever again, only monkeys everywhere!

Now you have a better understanding of how the stock market works.

Thanks to my Aunt Helen for this!

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Here is the last installment of my Utterly useless facts....but interesting none the less.  In case you missed it, you can read part 1 and part 2.    These are just some fun facts that a buddy of mine emailed me.  I thought everyone could use something fun to read over their morning coffee. 

If the population of China walked past you, 8 abreast, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction.
                                 
Leonardo Da Vinci invented the scissors
                
Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite!

Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.
The average person's left hand does 56% of the typing.

The cruise liner, QE 2, moves only six inches for each gallon of diesel that it burns.

The microwave    was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.   (Good thing he did that.)

The winter of 1932 was so cold that Niagara Falls froze completely solid.

There are more chickens than people in the world. (Dude, if they ever unite we are in deep trouble! I guess we should eat more chickin’)

Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room during a dance.

Women blink nearly twice as much as men.
                     
Now you know more than you did before!!

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Here are some more fun facts to enjoy with your morning coffee.  Part 1 from earlier in the week is here.

TYPEWRITER    is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard.   (All you typists are going to test this out)

A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.    

A goldfish    has a memory span of three seconds. (Some days that's about what my memory span is.)

A "jiffy" is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.

A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.

A snail  can sleep for three years.  (I know some people that could do this too.!)

Almonds are a member of the peach family.

An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
(I know some people like that also)

Babies are born without kneecaps.  They don't appear until the child reaches 2 to 6 years of age.  

February 1865 is the only month in recorded history not to have a full moon.  

In the last 4,000 years, no new animals have been domesticated.                                               

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Stewardesses"   is the longest word typed with only the left hand ..

And "lollipop" is the longest word typed with your right hand.  (Bet you tried this out mentally, didn't you?)

No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple.
"Dreamt" is the only English word that ends in the letters "mt".? (Are you doubting this?)

Our eyes  are always the same size from birth, but our nose and ears  never stop growing.
                      
The sentence: "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every letter of the alphabet.  (Now, you KNOW you're going to try this out for accuracy, right?)

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I hope everyone had a better summer than I did.

Thank you all of you for your wonderful prayers and emails. I really appreciate them.  I also appreciate the meals people brought us to keep my family fed.  We had someone bring us a bucket of chicken from a fast food place. They apologized explaining that since VBS was going on, no one had time to do a home cooked meal and so everyone in the Sunday School class took up money to get us a meal.  I explained that we have home cooked meals all of the time (we even make our own butter) and a fast food restaurant meal was a real treat for our family. 

I have a lot of stuff to post in the coming weeks to gear up for the new school year. Of course, many of you are already in the full swing of things. I WAS ordered to sit on the couch and do nothing. I will be back to posting on a regular basis in August.  I am trying to relax and take it easy for the next two weeks.  I am having to clean out the old school stuff to get ready for the new school stuff a little at a time.     Anyway, I am glad to be back! 

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The drama  continues.  If you are not up to date here is part 1 & part 2

The good news: Mrs. Dani's foot seems to be healed. The MRI confirmed this was possibly just an infection from the bowl that broke and cut her foot.  She is off of crutches.

The bad news:  

We have found out the hard way that she is allergic to sulfa drugs.  She had an allergic reaction to the antibiotics and  developed a nice rash on her thighs and back, have been shaking and had her heart racing quite a bit which was due to an elevated blood pressure of 126/106 which is actually worse than it sounds for her because 80, which is a generally good bottom number for most people is actually high for her under normal circumstances.  she was also sporting a really pounding headache due, we believe, to the blood pressure.  She was also nauseated beyond belief and searing heartburn and a small fever to boot.  Yesterday morning she made it to the living room and laid down on the floor with the kids with her head tilted into a bucket dry heaving  she  was not able to move for about an hour and a half. Her 8 year old called her parents who raced over to get her to the ER.  

They gave her a shot of steroids to help speed up the body’s healing against the sulfa antibiotic and shot of something else to help with the nausea. So now she is on two separate drugs to help counteract the one drug which was actually a replacement for another one that was decided was unnecessary plus something else no one seems to know what it was for.   

But the worse is yet to come.  She can have NO caffeinated drinks.   NO COFFEE!!! Doctors are sadistic.  Apparently the caffeine will aid in her dehydration.  Oh, I forgot to mention that.  She was also dehydrated. 

She is in good spirits and seeming to feel better this morn. So that is good news. She hopes to be back posting in a week or so. 

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If are not up to date as to what has been going on, click here Wed. night, Mrs. Dani had to be rushed to the hospital. Her foot swelled up to twice its size and was very hot to the touch, plus she had a fever. Her Hubby made her go. ( for those of you who do not know, Mrs. Dani hates hospitals)  They must have thought it was quite serious because even though they had a sign that said the wait was 2 hours, they had her with a doctor in about 15 min.  ahead of a lot of other people.

We are awaiting the results of the MRI & bloodwork. The doctors are at a complete loss at to what this is. They put her on antibiotics (800 mg pills four times a day) in the hope that if it is an infection, this will cure it up. 

She is still in a lot of pain but doing much better.  She is, however, a lousy patient.  She can't stand having people wait on her or having the house a mess.  We are getting ready to superglue her rear to the couch or bed. 

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I have not posted in a while so I thought I should let everyone know what is going up.

Hello everyone. I thought I should give everyone an update while the medicine has worn off and I can think a little straighter. The darveset has muddled my thinking so if this email sounds weird, it is just doped up Mrs. Dani.

For those of you who do not know.  I am in pain. Sunday after decorating at the church for VBS, I went to visit my dad, on the way home my right foot started hurting. I thought it was just because I was on my feet since 6 am that morning. While doing the dishes and laundry it started hurting bad as a cramp. It felt ok by bedtime. At 1 am I woke up crying out in pain. I have never had pain like this in my life. I have given birth without epidurals or pain medication, had teeth pulled without drugs and I swear this hurts worse.  No matter how I put my foot I am in extreme pain.

Hubby took me to see my Doc who happened to not be in. the stand in had not idea so she decided to do a ridiculous blood test and give me dope.  Tues we went to anther doctor that the hubby knows. He got us in during his lunch break.  He said he was totally confused about this.  The foot is not swollen, not discolored, I have no fever and the x-ray shows no break or anything, plus I have had no injury to the foot.  They have scheduled and MRI for Thur. Until then, the hubby is forcing me to take the pain medication.  I hate that stuff.  it makes me loopy. Just what the world needs, a doped up Mrs. Dani. 

Anyway, I have alerted Brenda that I do not think I will be able to do VBS. If anyone can help Pam, I would appreciate it.  I also need someone to pick up the VBS stuff. I have downloaded and printed and cut out everything you will need. And the room is half decorated. 

I am also having to cancel going to the SC  Homeschool convention this weekend. Missing both is breaking my heat. I was so looking forward to both.  If anyone going to the convention that lives near me, could you please come by and pick up the donations for the abused children’s’ packets that the teens are putting together (my mother and several ladies of my church gathered these) and several boxes of educational material for the single mothers’ fund that my sister-in-law and I gathered from other homeschooling mothers. I would appreciate it. I really want these to get to get to the convention. 

Thank you all and please be in prayer for me. I am not accustomed to lying around and doing nothing. I can not even get myself a cup of coffee.  The pain is never ending. It is constant and spikes every few minuets.  I can not walk on my foot at all the pain is excruciating. I am miserable to say the least. 

I love all of you and will be thinking about you during the convention and VBS. 

Since this posting: several people have thankfully stepped up and have taken over the VBS teaching & someone has soo graciously said she would take the donations to the SC Homeschool convention.  Thank you to all.

As for me, I am still in pain & now the foot is swelling.

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I do not know about you but I am looking forward for some time off this weekend.......too bad I am not getting it.  We will be going to see some friends, I will be sewing costumes for a ballet recital, getting things ready for VBS, not to mention getting ready for our end of the year AWANA awards banquet,  and something else.  Whew!

I will be taking a break from blogging until about Tues.  I hope also to have a Sourdough bread recipe for the bread machine to share with you by then.  Anyway, everyone have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend and remember to stop at least once on Monday and remember the brave souls who gave their lives so that we are free to do what we are doing now. 

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The people who survived raising my siblings and myself are celebrating 60 years of marriage together today.  These two incredible examples to us all have weathered the Great Depression, WWII, traveling the country, watching their children be born and eventually called home by the Lord, they have rejoiced at Weddings and births, and mourned at funerals, gained a great deal of gray hair raising their Grandchildren and wept with untold joy at the birth of their Great-Grandchildren.

I thought I would share each of their secrets for a long and happy marriage.  

First, from my Grandmother: Never criticize your husband in public, not even around good friends; wait until you get in private to tell him he sounds like the biggest horse’s butt on the planet.

Next, from my Grandfather who took my husband aside and told him this before I walked down the isle.  No matter what, any time she asks you whether you like a new paint color, dress, curtains, I do not care what it is you answer, “If it makes you happy dear, it tickles the crap out of me.”

 If I can make it just half the time they did, I will truly be a blessed woman.  

Happy 60th Anniversary

Granmother & Gran  !!!!

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I have some really great Prince Caspian links for all of you fans out there.

The first, even if you are not a fan of the movie, is an incredibly breathtaking 3-D interactive map of Narnia.  This thing is just really cool. You can click on certain spots and you fly there across the terrain of Narnia.  The link is here.  Hint: the weird looking circle on the bottom of the map to the right of the middle is a magnifying glass. Just click on it with your mouse and move across the map.

The next is two different games: Gryphon Attack and Castle Escape from Miraz's castle.

Now the last link I have for you is just really neat.  You can upload a picture of your self and see what you would look like as a Narnian Creature: Giant, Faun, Dwarf or Centaur.  I would like to see myself as a size 2, but I digress.  The link is here.

And of course there is the official website at the Offical Chronicles of Narnia Prince Caspian Movie Site.

I have not had a chance, or the money, to see the movie but I heard it is incredible.  My question for those of you who have seen it, does it follow the book?

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Someone sent me this but I also saw it once on another site.  If it was yours, please leave a link back to your site in the comments sections. Thanks

An old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard.  I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home.
He followed me into the house, down the hall, and fell asleep in a corner.

An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.
The next day he was back, resumed his position in the hall, and slept for an hour.

This continued for several weeks.
Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: 'Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'
The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar:
'He lives in a home with ten children
-- he's trying to catch up on his sleep.
Can I come with him tomorrow?'

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