I am a big fan of trying new things. No wait, no I'm not. Well, okay...depends.
I was super excited about sewing my son's baby blanket. (I am in no way a sewer...just for clarification) Then again, I felt overwhelmed and thought, what am I thinking? Sure, I know how to cut fabric and run the machine sort of, but to actually make a semi-decent blanket...ummm,hmmm.
Do you ever find yourself torn like that? You don't want to be fearful, but you don't want to experience rejection, failure or pain? Yeah, me too!!
So I am trying something new again. (Sweet hubby is sweating in panic at the moment). I know, this could end in disaster. Somehow, I don't think that will happen in this case.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Party For Two
Two years. Really?
I get the privilege of raising two sons. Trading dolls for trains. I don't know if words can truly describe Grant. My brown-eyed cutie with the best dimple in town! His sweet grins and infectious laughter fills my life, my rooms daily. You are tender and silly. You came into the world differently than your big brother, but at least you came into the world! You have a quiet strength. I love that about you. You are a great hugger!
A party for two.
I borrowed inspiration and ideas from two different blogs I found to create a unique cupcake decoration using a Thomas the Train theme. Tinalamong.blogspot.com and ibakecupcakes-sarahlyn.blogspot.com. Thomas, Edward, Dennis and Mavis are hauling some important cargo. Animals, fish, and the number 2 for Grant!
See pictures below:
You grabbed a cookie before a cupcake and that just makes me smile. The party was a success.
Grant, I am so glad to have you in my life. Daddy and I love you so much.
Happy Birthday Grant!
Friday, January 20, 2012
Some vivid accounts...
Writing for 5 minutes using the word vivid as my subject. From:
5 meanings for the word and I am gonna try to write about all of them.
1. Snow is the whitest white I know. Sometimes when I see it sparkle in the sun I am reminded of how my understanding of Jesus is...a pure sparkle, a hope, beautiful, Savior to the world.
2. The Painted Bunting (a bird everyone should see) is the most brilliant of birds I have seen. Every color of the rainbow seems to exist on this bird. Blue, red, green and even a hint of indigo blaze on this bird. Only the males possess such coloring, but it is one of the most delightful creatures to me.
3. I have never been a big fan of vivid accounts of hard, disturbing things, but mine is the like that unfortunately! I was in the passenger seat on Halloween night when my friend and I saw a young man on the side of the road waving us down. He had been in an accident. He looked as if he was wearing a mask. He WAS NOT. He lost one eye. His face mangled like road kill and blood was everywhere. I held his hand. I don't know if he survived.
4. Sometimes memories are a curse. Especially uncomfortable or painful ones! Like the time my dad said my thinking was futile. Nice, huh? I am still taking that memory captive to the Lord.
5. I have always been told I have a vivid imagination at times. I think children are better at it though. I do think of things pretty quickly. Like what if we all had purple hair, horns on our heads and possessed one magic power? What would the world be like then?
Vivid...what a great word.
5 meanings for the word and I am gonna try to write about all of them.
1. Snow is the whitest white I know. Sometimes when I see it sparkle in the sun I am reminded of how my understanding of Jesus is...a pure sparkle, a hope, beautiful, Savior to the world.
2. The Painted Bunting (a bird everyone should see) is the most brilliant of birds I have seen. Every color of the rainbow seems to exist on this bird. Blue, red, green and even a hint of indigo blaze on this bird. Only the males possess such coloring, but it is one of the most delightful creatures to me.
3. I have never been a big fan of vivid accounts of hard, disturbing things, but mine is the like that unfortunately! I was in the passenger seat on Halloween night when my friend and I saw a young man on the side of the road waving us down. He had been in an accident. He looked as if he was wearing a mask. He WAS NOT. He lost one eye. His face mangled like road kill and blood was everywhere. I held his hand. I don't know if he survived.
4. Sometimes memories are a curse. Especially uncomfortable or painful ones! Like the time my dad said my thinking was futile. Nice, huh? I am still taking that memory captive to the Lord.
5. I have always been told I have a vivid imagination at times. I think children are better at it though. I do think of things pretty quickly. Like what if we all had purple hair, horns on our heads and possessed one magic power? What would the world be like then?
Vivid...what a great word.
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