Mrs. Higgins second grade class, at Greenbriar Elementary School, was not a happy group this mid-November morning. I remember a lot of slamming of locker doors as we stomped around creating the most disgruntled group of unhappy rebels who wanted to create some sort of revolution that morning. How could we be treated so unfairly? As the stark reality of the situation sunk in, we just wanted to be as difficult a group of seven year olds that we could possibly be. We were being treated unjustly and we were not going to just behave accordingly as we normally would.
What had happened? Why were we so angry? We had just learned that we, the entire group of secondgraders at this Fort Worth school would not be attending the parade to be held downtown later in the morning. Of course, the classes older than us, were boarding buses and going to see President John F. Kennedy and his wife, first lady, Jackie Kennedy as they left their hotel and proceded on to the airport for the rest of their Texas journey. My sister, Kathy, a fourth grader, was going to get to see him. My parents planned on finding a spot on the parade route and seeing him and Jackie as well. I believed my teen sister, Pam would also be there.
All of this seemed so unbelieveably unfair! I loved President Kennedy and Jackie so much. I don't even remember having a president until him. I had wished to be part of their family. They were perfect. Their children were perfect. They had the perfect life and because of them, we had the perfect country. I wanted to see them so much! When I found out the rest of the school was going to go see him, I was furious. I don't remember if I actually led the civil disobedience of slamming lockers and stomping feet, but, I was sure making my disapproval of this situation known.
I think Mrs. Higgins, who seemed to be a very sweet, kind and gentle white haired teacher eventually got her little band of bad kids under control and cooled the heated rebellion as we went on with our day.
I only remember that eventually, we were told that we were dismissing early. As I met my mom at the car out front of my school building she told me that our handsome, perfect president was dead. I was devastated. The next four days were spent in front of the TV mourning this larger than life man. I had never lost any one before. This was really hard to take. The unbearable grief just seemed to go on and on. Life as I had known it was over.
I remember going with my family, over to Dallas, to tour Dealy Plaza and see all the flowers that had been placed in his memory. I also remember eventually going to see where Lee Harvey Oswald was buried. I remember being sad for a long time. My perfect world was shattered.
Today, fifty years later, I have learned that John F. Kennedy was not perfect. His family was not perfect, neither was our country at that time. I've watched and continue to be saddened whenever a new Kennedy death occurs. I don't know how they can carry on in a family that sees so much death and loss as the years unfold.
As Thanksgiving rolls around again, I am so thankful for my family and the many ways God has blessed us through the years. I just wanted to share my little story of my memories from fifty years ago. I hope you have a wonderful day. Stay safe. luv, Susan
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
HAPPY BELATED VETERANS DAY !!
After rereading my last blog posting, I realized that I made several mistakes, so I'll probably try to correct them when I figure out how to do that. I just want to clarify the most glaring of those mistakes.....my parents had previously had four grandsons before Christina was born. Those grandsons included Darren, Shawn, Dustin and Evan. What was I thinking? In addition to their one granddaughter, they eventually got their fifth grandson, Ryan. Yes, believe it or not, my mom and dad, Roy D. and Betty Six have six grandchildren, how appropriate! So, now that I have cleared that up, I will continue.
Yesterday was a pretty typical Monday for me. I routinely go to the Amen House to help with the sorting and distribution at our multi-church and community supported food and clothing bank. I really enjoy this volunteer job and work with some of the most awesome people I've ever met. I usually do some grocery shopping, but decided to skip that because Mark is on vacation this week due to hunting season. When I arrived home, he was beside himself as he pointed out the large buck hanging from the rafters in our garage. I'm thankful to have the prospect of meat in the freezer for the winter, but I don't share in the enthusiasm regarding the kill. We actually have some very different views concerning this, but I won't go into that now.
I usually meet with some of my high school former classmates and lifelong friends the first Monday of each month, but we didn't meet the actual first Monday of the month due to a well known health screening I had scheduled for the first Tuesday of the month. I'll not go into that either. Anyway, we were going to meet for our monthly get together, but first, we had plans to check out a facility for our upcoming 40th year class reunion for our PHS Class of 1974. It was fun to check out the Barr House in Paris for this upcoming special event. The Barr family had three sons and lived in an exquisite mansion not far from downtown Paris. The youngest, Robbie, is a couple years older than my classmates and I. He actually graduated from high school with my older sister, Kathy. Because we are from a small town and an even smaller school, I knew this family pretty well.
We met Robbie at his now beautifully restored house, which his mom did begin catering and entertaining in some years ago. The tour and discussion went well and we'll probably be having our reunion there. Afterwards, my friends, Marti, Janice and I met up at Perico's for our monthly meeting. We always have a great time getting together and getting caught up on what's been going on the past month in our lives. In addition to that, we are now firming up the plans for the reunion. I usually get some sort of Mexican seafood dish, but decided to try something different when I read about a particular dish that contained oranges with a marinated pork loin. It wasn't exactly what I expected, but I enjoyed it, none the less.
Everything was fine, til I got home and decided to finish up some of the ice cream that I had bought for Christina's birthday. I should have known better, because I've already had two episodes that my doctor thinks may be esophageal spasms, from eating something fatty followed by something really cold. Long story, short, I had one of those extremely painful spasms and I now know that I have to be more careful about my eating habits, and it's also time to resume my walking. I got the message.
I also want to try to blog more often as there are some issues that I want to discuss. One of them concerns my church, the United Methodist Church. They are needing to make some decisions concerning gay marriage and I know it is going to really shake up my local congregation, as well as the entire Methodist membership. I have very strong views on this subject, as I know many in my congregation have the complete opposite view. I pray that God protects our love and respect for one another during what might be a difficult period of time ahead. But, for now, I want to wish my Dad and Dad-in-law a belated Happy Veterans Day yesterday. I love you both!
Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Yesterday was a pretty typical Monday for me. I routinely go to the Amen House to help with the sorting and distribution at our multi-church and community supported food and clothing bank. I really enjoy this volunteer job and work with some of the most awesome people I've ever met. I usually do some grocery shopping, but decided to skip that because Mark is on vacation this week due to hunting season. When I arrived home, he was beside himself as he pointed out the large buck hanging from the rafters in our garage. I'm thankful to have the prospect of meat in the freezer for the winter, but I don't share in the enthusiasm regarding the kill. We actually have some very different views concerning this, but I won't go into that now.
I usually meet with some of my high school former classmates and lifelong friends the first Monday of each month, but we didn't meet the actual first Monday of the month due to a well known health screening I had scheduled for the first Tuesday of the month. I'll not go into that either. Anyway, we were going to meet for our monthly get together, but first, we had plans to check out a facility for our upcoming 40th year class reunion for our PHS Class of 1974. It was fun to check out the Barr House in Paris for this upcoming special event. The Barr family had three sons and lived in an exquisite mansion not far from downtown Paris. The youngest, Robbie, is a couple years older than my classmates and I. He actually graduated from high school with my older sister, Kathy. Because we are from a small town and an even smaller school, I knew this family pretty well.
We met Robbie at his now beautifully restored house, which his mom did begin catering and entertaining in some years ago. The tour and discussion went well and we'll probably be having our reunion there. Afterwards, my friends, Marti, Janice and I met up at Perico's for our monthly meeting. We always have a great time getting together and getting caught up on what's been going on the past month in our lives. In addition to that, we are now firming up the plans for the reunion. I usually get some sort of Mexican seafood dish, but decided to try something different when I read about a particular dish that contained oranges with a marinated pork loin. It wasn't exactly what I expected, but I enjoyed it, none the less.
Everything was fine, til I got home and decided to finish up some of the ice cream that I had bought for Christina's birthday. I should have known better, because I've already had two episodes that my doctor thinks may be esophageal spasms, from eating something fatty followed by something really cold. Long story, short, I had one of those extremely painful spasms and I now know that I have to be more careful about my eating habits, and it's also time to resume my walking. I got the message.
I also want to try to blog more often as there are some issues that I want to discuss. One of them concerns my church, the United Methodist Church. They are needing to make some decisions concerning gay marriage and I know it is going to really shake up my local congregation, as well as the entire Methodist membership. I have very strong views on this subject, as I know many in my congregation have the complete opposite view. I pray that God protects our love and respect for one another during what might be a difficult period of time ahead. But, for now, I want to wish my Dad and Dad-in-law a belated Happy Veterans Day yesterday. I love you both!
Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
THIRTY YEARS AGO TODAY
Today is my daughter's thirtieth birthday. It doesn't seem like it's been a full 30 years ago, but I know it has. On that day, she decided to come really early, like sometime around three or four in the early morning. We had been so diligent in securing a loving neighbor to come over and stay with our sixteen and a half month old, Dustin, in case our trip to the hospital came during the middle of the night. Neighbor Janice was ready to run two houses down whenever the possible middle of the night call came. My parents were going to be there soon, as well. Then Janice told me that they would be leaving for the cape on Friday. I figured since my parents would be there Saturday morning, we would be good for just a half a day and night. You can only imagine how unhappy I was to awake in the middle of the night having contractions that were finally too strong to ignore.
The time must have been around 3:30 and I hadn't secured a back up with any of my neighbors. The only person I could think of was Dustin's godmother, Debi, who was nearly 40 miles away. She suggested I call her currently separated from husband, who was only 20 miles away. After a frantic call to him and no answer, and another to Debi, who said let it ring and ring because he's a deep sleeper, we finally had Norman on the way. I was trying all those tricks to lighten the pain, lying on your back.....nope. Sitting upright in a chair.....nope. Finally, I just paced around and hoped Norman got there soon.
We called the hospital who informed us that my obstetrician was unavailable and they'd wait til I was examined at the hospital before disturbing the on call doctor. This delivery, it seems, was becoming a little more stressful than we had planned for our second child, which we expected, without doubt, to be a boy. My mom and dad, after having three grandsons, wanted a granddaughter so much, I just knew that would jinx us into having another boy. I actually thought two boys and then a girl would be the ideal family.
The drive to the hospital was uneventful, even though Mark was hoping for a policeman to pull us over so he could say "my wife's having a baby", and get a police escort to Putnam Regional Hospital. When I stepped into the elevator with the waiting maternity ward nurses to escort me, they asked if my contractions were coming within regular intervals, which they weren't. I lied that they were because I was afraid they'd send me home.......and I knew this was it.
As the first maternity nurse examined me, she said to the second one that she wanted her to examine me without giving her exam results. The second performed her exam and said, "She's ten!", to which the previous nurse blurted out,"That's what I thought, but I wanted confirmation!" Both nursed agreed they had never had anyone come in at ten before. For those of you who might not know what that means, it means that I was totally dilated and ready to give birth. So, they hurriedly called the doctor and told me I'd have to wait on him. He just happened to be the Chief of Staff, on call that night. It didn't seem like that long before this elegantly dressed man appeared in the doorway to receive the latest info on his patient. After he again disappeared,Mark and I asked if he had been called away from some gala event. They said he always dressed like that.....wow. Next time he appeared in the typical doctor scrubs and said I could finally push. Seconds later, he said that he'd give her a 10, which I knew to be her apgar score, meaning she was perfect on that first overall health shorthand checkup. I already knew she had good lungs because she came out screaming. When he said it's a girl, I could not believe it. I was thrilled beyond words.
We called my folks , who were getting packed to leave the house, and told them they had a new baby granddaughter. They were elated. I don't remember much after that except that everyone was relieved and exhausted. When I asked the doctor about the apgar score, he acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. I know they don't like to discuss those, but I'm 100% sure that he said she was a 10. You know what? She's still a 10. She's the most perfect daughter that she could possibly be. Happy 30th Birthday, Christina!
Everyone have a wonderful and safe day. luv, Susan
The time must have been around 3:30 and I hadn't secured a back up with any of my neighbors. The only person I could think of was Dustin's godmother, Debi, who was nearly 40 miles away. She suggested I call her currently separated from husband, who was only 20 miles away. After a frantic call to him and no answer, and another to Debi, who said let it ring and ring because he's a deep sleeper, we finally had Norman on the way. I was trying all those tricks to lighten the pain, lying on your back.....nope. Sitting upright in a chair.....nope. Finally, I just paced around and hoped Norman got there soon.
We called the hospital who informed us that my obstetrician was unavailable and they'd wait til I was examined at the hospital before disturbing the on call doctor. This delivery, it seems, was becoming a little more stressful than we had planned for our second child, which we expected, without doubt, to be a boy. My mom and dad, after having three grandsons, wanted a granddaughter so much, I just knew that would jinx us into having another boy. I actually thought two boys and then a girl would be the ideal family.
The drive to the hospital was uneventful, even though Mark was hoping for a policeman to pull us over so he could say "my wife's having a baby", and get a police escort to Putnam Regional Hospital. When I stepped into the elevator with the waiting maternity ward nurses to escort me, they asked if my contractions were coming within regular intervals, which they weren't. I lied that they were because I was afraid they'd send me home.......and I knew this was it.
As the first maternity nurse examined me, she said to the second one that she wanted her to examine me without giving her exam results. The second performed her exam and said, "She's ten!", to which the previous nurse blurted out,"That's what I thought, but I wanted confirmation!" Both nursed agreed they had never had anyone come in at ten before. For those of you who might not know what that means, it means that I was totally dilated and ready to give birth. So, they hurriedly called the doctor and told me I'd have to wait on him. He just happened to be the Chief of Staff, on call that night. It didn't seem like that long before this elegantly dressed man appeared in the doorway to receive the latest info on his patient. After he again disappeared,Mark and I asked if he had been called away from some gala event. They said he always dressed like that.....wow. Next time he appeared in the typical doctor scrubs and said I could finally push. Seconds later, he said that he'd give her a 10, which I knew to be her apgar score, meaning she was perfect on that first overall health shorthand checkup. I already knew she had good lungs because she came out screaming. When he said it's a girl, I could not believe it. I was thrilled beyond words.
We called my folks , who were getting packed to leave the house, and told them they had a new baby granddaughter. They were elated. I don't remember much after that except that everyone was relieved and exhausted. When I asked the doctor about the apgar score, he acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. I know they don't like to discuss those, but I'm 100% sure that he said she was a 10. You know what? She's still a 10. She's the most perfect daughter that she could possibly be. Happy 30th Birthday, Christina!
Everyone have a wonderful and safe day. luv, Susan
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
FRANKFORT RECEPTION AND OPEN HOUSE...........CHECK, CHECK
Wow, I can't believe so much time has passed since my last posting about Christina and Joe's Island Wedding. I've been reliving the trip with pictures and sharing memories with friends and family members for the last two months. And, Saturday was the Frankfort reception that we planned for friends and family members who were unable to make the trip to Maine. I'm so pleased to say that it all went well, even though it was quite a push to the finish line for Joe and Christina as they put all the necessary finishing touches on their totally reconstructed home that was a great fixer upper for Joe's talents as a carpenter and a contractor. The house, not far from the state capital and downtown, had suffered major fire damage from it's previous owners. This previously fire damaged shell of a house, as we had once seen it, was painstakingly turned into a beautiful, open and updated, lovingly crafted in every detail home with a fenced in back yard and an awesome child safe deck and beneath it a bricked patio. To see the transformation was nothing short of miraculous. Joe, Christina and their friends, volunteers and workers did a great job getting it ready for the reception just in the nick of time .
My job was to bring some of the decorations from the Vinalhaven wedding reception to Frankfort and help recreate some of the oldstyle ambiance and charm that we had at the farmhouse barn. With the help of my sisters, Pam and Kathy, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law, Rich and Les, and Joe's mom, Amy, I think we were able to do just that.
Christina had previously put out the invitation on facebook, so we could have expected as many as seven hundred or so guests. I had invited some friends and family that weren't on facebook, so that made it over the possible 700. We tried to plan for a little less than that as the responses on facebook trickled in. Ultimately, I'd say we had close to 150 or so make it to the Open House-style reception which started at 2:00 and was still going strong when we older foggies left around 9:30.
In addition to watching the video of the Lane's Island wedding ceremony both inside on one of the walls and later, outside on a big screen, like a drive-in movie, Joe's two different bands provided entertainment out on the deck. It was wonderful. I hope all their neighbors are music lovers!
I, personally, was so happy to have family attend from Illinois. My mom's brother, Junior and wife, Shirley, came from Maroa and her youngest two sisters, Linda and Carol, came from Argenta and Forsythe. Also, my cousin Betty, Linda's daughter made the trip, driving them to Frankfort. I don't get to see my Illinois family often enough, so this made it very special for us all. All in all, just like the wedding in Maine, everything went beautifully. Having Mark's oldest brother there and friends making it from Henderson, also made it special. I hope you are having a wonderful day, computer problems are telling me it's time to finish up for now. Take care and be safe. luv, Susan
My job was to bring some of the decorations from the Vinalhaven wedding reception to Frankfort and help recreate some of the oldstyle ambiance and charm that we had at the farmhouse barn. With the help of my sisters, Pam and Kathy, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law, Rich and Les, and Joe's mom, Amy, I think we were able to do just that.
Christina had previously put out the invitation on facebook, so we could have expected as many as seven hundred or so guests. I had invited some friends and family that weren't on facebook, so that made it over the possible 700. We tried to plan for a little less than that as the responses on facebook trickled in. Ultimately, I'd say we had close to 150 or so make it to the Open House-style reception which started at 2:00 and was still going strong when we older foggies left around 9:30.
In addition to watching the video of the Lane's Island wedding ceremony both inside on one of the walls and later, outside on a big screen, like a drive-in movie, Joe's two different bands provided entertainment out on the deck. It was wonderful. I hope all their neighbors are music lovers!
I, personally, was so happy to have family attend from Illinois. My mom's brother, Junior and wife, Shirley, came from Maroa and her youngest two sisters, Linda and Carol, came from Argenta and Forsythe. Also, my cousin Betty, Linda's daughter made the trip, driving them to Frankfort. I don't get to see my Illinois family often enough, so this made it very special for us all. All in all, just like the wedding in Maine, everything went beautifully. Having Mark's oldest brother there and friends making it from Henderson, also made it special. I hope you are having a wonderful day, computer problems are telling me it's time to finish up for now. Take care and be safe. luv, Susan
Saturday, August 10, 2013
DREAM WEDDING.............CHECK!
I recently made a post on my Facebook page that I was a very grateful person. I actually try to live my life in that frame of mind. God is good. He is good all the time. Even though our present circumstances may not be pleasant, we have to realize that He is with us and He's working things out for our good. We just have to trust, remain faithful and be patient, knowing that He's in control for our ultimate good.
Getting ready for my daughter's wedding was a bit stressful for me. Mark and I had a spur of the moment type of ceremony in the Florida Keys. We simply piggybacked our wedding plans onto our annual Springbreak camping trip with close friends. No fuss, no stress. It worked and we've been married for 35 years. However, my daughter, Christina is not me and she likes to share her joy and happiness with her friends, family and loved ones. So, I wasn't surprised when she announced that her dream wedding would be on the island of Vinalhaven, Maine. After all, we've been dragging our children to this almost surreal place, tucked safely from the rest of the world in the Penobscott Bay for the past thirty years. So, last November, it was decided, we would be having her dream ceremony during our annual trip to Maine.
Wedding planning is not my forte, so I immediately called my dear friend, Jerri. She had always said she'd love to help me with Christina's wedding when the time came, so I knew I could count on her. She also planned to eventually return to Vinalhaven after visiting there with us on a trip many years ago. I also thought of another dear friend, Jim, who had at a family gathering last year, mentioned that he was becoming the island photographer, taking pictures at local functions on the island. He and his wife owned the darling cottage where Mom and Dad Libby had stayed for many years. They are part of our family. So, with the help of our two special loving friends, a bride and groom willing to roll with the punches, and wonderful family members and friends ready to step out of their comfort zones, Mark and I felt like this was something that we could set into motion. To make a long story short, Christina and Joe were married on the small nature preserve of Lane's Island, which adjoins Vinalhaven by a small bridge, on August 1, 2013. It was wonderful!
So, we are home now and I will share some more details of our trip and the wedding in the weeks to come. Right now, I just want to share my deep feelings of gratitude to God and all those who helped make Christina and Joe's dream wedding a reality. I'm not saying everything was perfect. We were unable to have all our family make the trip, it's not an easy trek to make, after all. But, we did have the blessings of our families in this decision for an island wedding and we want to share all the wonderful memories and pictures that we have with them all.
I still have so much to do since arriving back in Kentucky, so I'll close for now. I hope you are having an awesome August as well. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Getting ready for my daughter's wedding was a bit stressful for me. Mark and I had a spur of the moment type of ceremony in the Florida Keys. We simply piggybacked our wedding plans onto our annual Springbreak camping trip with close friends. No fuss, no stress. It worked and we've been married for 35 years. However, my daughter, Christina is not me and she likes to share her joy and happiness with her friends, family and loved ones. So, I wasn't surprised when she announced that her dream wedding would be on the island of Vinalhaven, Maine. After all, we've been dragging our children to this almost surreal place, tucked safely from the rest of the world in the Penobscott Bay for the past thirty years. So, last November, it was decided, we would be having her dream ceremony during our annual trip to Maine.
Wedding planning is not my forte, so I immediately called my dear friend, Jerri. She had always said she'd love to help me with Christina's wedding when the time came, so I knew I could count on her. She also planned to eventually return to Vinalhaven after visiting there with us on a trip many years ago. I also thought of another dear friend, Jim, who had at a family gathering last year, mentioned that he was becoming the island photographer, taking pictures at local functions on the island. He and his wife owned the darling cottage where Mom and Dad Libby had stayed for many years. They are part of our family. So, with the help of our two special loving friends, a bride and groom willing to roll with the punches, and wonderful family members and friends ready to step out of their comfort zones, Mark and I felt like this was something that we could set into motion. To make a long story short, Christina and Joe were married on the small nature preserve of Lane's Island, which adjoins Vinalhaven by a small bridge, on August 1, 2013. It was wonderful!
So, we are home now and I will share some more details of our trip and the wedding in the weeks to come. Right now, I just want to share my deep feelings of gratitude to God and all those who helped make Christina and Joe's dream wedding a reality. I'm not saying everything was perfect. We were unable to have all our family make the trip, it's not an easy trek to make, after all. But, we did have the blessings of our families in this decision for an island wedding and we want to share all the wonderful memories and pictures that we have with them all.
I still have so much to do since arriving back in Kentucky, so I'll close for now. I hope you are having an awesome August as well. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Saturday, June 15, 2013
BE BATTLE READY: Part Two (The Armor of God)
Today I am doing what all grandma's do, I'm babysitting. Okay, so most grandchildren have two arms and two legs and can be cradled in your arms, if they're really young, or sit and do puzzles with you, if they're older. My granddaughter, at one year of age, probably weighs as much as me and has four long legs, no arms and answers to the name of Beaulah, the blue Great Dane. Christina and Joe have had her over a year and she's beautiful. Mark and I enjoy her immensely. My four little white furballs, however, do not.
It was a difficult week for me, especially after Monday's battle. But, I did want to add my thoughts about that. As a bluebirder, I must remember to be ready to protect these little birds entrusted to my care at all times. Because i had a guard around the pole, I thought they were safe. Now, we have reinforced our bluebird house, and in addition, I will have the weapons necessary to take care of predators if that time comes.
We, as Christians, need to be prepared to be battle ready at all times as well. Ephesians 6:10-19 are wonderful verses of the Bible that tell us how to put on the Armor of God and prepare ourselves to do battle with the evil of the world. It reads as follows, in the closing paragraphs, as Paul finishes up his letter to the Christians of Ephesus:
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints. NIV
Tomorrow is Father's Day and we will be celebrating with my Dad and also having a birthday party for my sister, Kathy, and my son, Dustin. Mark will be giving his Dad a call to Jupiter, Florida. We are truly blessed to have these two special fathers still very much in our lives. I hope you are able to spend Father's Day with dads, children, grandchildren, grandpuppies, and all those special people in your life that have given you love, support, wisdom and guidance. I am also thankful for a loving God who does just that every day of our lives. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
It was a difficult week for me, especially after Monday's battle. But, I did want to add my thoughts about that. As a bluebirder, I must remember to be ready to protect these little birds entrusted to my care at all times. Because i had a guard around the pole, I thought they were safe. Now, we have reinforced our bluebird house, and in addition, I will have the weapons necessary to take care of predators if that time comes.
We, as Christians, need to be prepared to be battle ready at all times as well. Ephesians 6:10-19 are wonderful verses of the Bible that tell us how to put on the Armor of God and prepare ourselves to do battle with the evil of the world. It reads as follows, in the closing paragraphs, as Paul finishes up his letter to the Christians of Ephesus:
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints. NIV
Tomorrow is Father's Day and we will be celebrating with my Dad and also having a birthday party for my sister, Kathy, and my son, Dustin. Mark will be giving his Dad a call to Jupiter, Florida. We are truly blessed to have these two special fathers still very much in our lives. I hope you are able to spend Father's Day with dads, children, grandchildren, grandpuppies, and all those special people in your life that have given you love, support, wisdom and guidance. I am also thankful for a loving God who does just that every day of our lives. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
ALWAYS BE BATTLE READY
June is here and I'm loving it! Each day is a little bit longer than the one before and I'm usually outside enjoying the daylight as long as it lasts. I wish I could say that I've been enjoying the recent days watching the bluebirds and having occasional sightings of the deer, but it has been such a busy time that I've rarely been able to do so the last couple weeks. I blame the Henderson County baseball team for my lack of leisure time. Because they played so well this past season, they made it to Lexington for the state tournament played at Whitaker Bank Park. I attended Monday, Wednesday and Friday enjoying time with friends that I hadn't seen since before leaving Henderson over five years ago. It was wonderful catching up with them and their families and I wouldn't exchange it for bluebird watching. The team got beat in the semi-finals, so they were a couple games short of winning another state title, but I hope they make it back in the years to come as I have two young Colonels for whom to root. Go Jace and Tyler!!
We also had family visiting this past week as Mark's oldest brother, Rich and wife, Leslie, visited while in the state for a family funeral. It was great seeing them and we look forward to seeing them again in a couple weeks when we hope to see them and the rest of the Libby's at Mom and Dad's 65th Anniversary celebration. Should be a great time!
I'm continuing my country walks, usually getting in three five mile walks a week. The flowers and critters that I see provide me with many picture taking opportunities. I've got lots of iris, roses, peonies, wisteria, snapping turtle, lunar moth and many, many horses that have been my subjects.
Since my last post, we have discovered that our feisty mama doe has not one fawn in our yard, but two. They usually come out late and do their romping around in the grass while we're all sleeping. But, occasionally, we see them out or hiding in the tall grass of their "corner" of the yard. We try very hard to give them their space and keep the dogs from intruding on their turf. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to get a picture of them romping together before they make the leap over the fence in the weeks to come.
The bluebirds started laying eggs for their third brood right after the Memorial Day weekend. I was really looking forward to seeing the parents go back and forth feeding the nestlings in the box, but I'm afraid we will have to wait for another time, as all hell broke out here yesterday afternoon when I saw a snake wrapped around the top of the bluebird house, making a meal of the bluebird eggs. My first reaction was to yell, scream and throw big rocks up at him. This did nothing. My second reaction was to run up the hill to the garage to find something like a shovel. I found a paint roller on a pole. I pounded the top of the house with the roller, thus knocking him into the house. Not what I had planned. I then pulled the whole house on a pole out of the ground, leaning it over til he finally spilled out onto the ground and slithered beneath our rock wall. This was not going well at all!
I wanted to look into the birdhouse to see if there were any eggs left so I walked back up the hill to Mark's building and got a big step ladder. As I came back down the hill with the ladder, I noticed the snake was slithering up the pole toward the birdhouse. I ran, again with ladder, and used the bottom rung to knock him back to the ground. Back under the rockwall he went. There must be some eggs left for him to make a second attempt. I prepared to climb the step ladder but it didn't go so well. After just about taking me, the birdhouse with pole and the ladder out completely when the bottom sunk into the soft ground, I was able to reposition it and check what was inside.......one little blue egg in the nest. It was now my job to make sure he did NOT get this last little egg.
As all of this mayhem is taking place in my yard, the bluebird pair and their juvenile babies are flitting above trying to figure out what to do. At this point, I now know what to do. I go again to Mark's building, taking the ladder back. I choose my weapons, a garden rake and a shovel. I figure I just have to sit under the deck and watch and wait for my opportunity. When I see some movement, I check the binoculars and sure enough, he's making his move from atop the rockwall to the pole and begins his way up. However, this time before he even makes it to the snakeguard, apparently useless against a four foot snake, I use the garden rake and knock him to the ground and pin him down with it. Then, with the shovel, I am able to finish the job. I told him that he messed with the wrong bluebirder.
Once I know I've completed the kill, I run back up under the deck and watch the inevitable writhing and twisting while his body continues it's final struggle with death. I check once, from a distance, just to make sure, once all movement has ceased. I let Mark, who gets home hours later, dispose of him and put the weapons away. I'm just glad it's over, not my favorite chore, not at all. The bluebirds are still checking over the situation. They even land on the house, though they don't go in. I believe the one little egg is still in there, but the parents can't bring themselves to go back in the house to finish the job of sitting on it til it's hatched. It was a rough afternoon.
Today after my walk I spotted the deer and one of her fawns in the tall grass in their corner of the yard. I'm still seeing the bluebirds flying here and there from tree to yard to get insects. I don't think they've gone back in their birdhouse. Maybe Mark and I will take it down and put up a new one in a different spot and see what happens. It's still a beautiful day and the hummingbirds have been visiting their feeders. A pair of carolina wrens were checking out the area between the patio ceiling and deck above. It would be nice to have baby wrens. I hope you are enjoying the springtime wildlife in your area. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
We also had family visiting this past week as Mark's oldest brother, Rich and wife, Leslie, visited while in the state for a family funeral. It was great seeing them and we look forward to seeing them again in a couple weeks when we hope to see them and the rest of the Libby's at Mom and Dad's 65th Anniversary celebration. Should be a great time!
I'm continuing my country walks, usually getting in three five mile walks a week. The flowers and critters that I see provide me with many picture taking opportunities. I've got lots of iris, roses, peonies, wisteria, snapping turtle, lunar moth and many, many horses that have been my subjects.
Since my last post, we have discovered that our feisty mama doe has not one fawn in our yard, but two. They usually come out late and do their romping around in the grass while we're all sleeping. But, occasionally, we see them out or hiding in the tall grass of their "corner" of the yard. We try very hard to give them their space and keep the dogs from intruding on their turf. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to get a picture of them romping together before they make the leap over the fence in the weeks to come.
The bluebirds started laying eggs for their third brood right after the Memorial Day weekend. I was really looking forward to seeing the parents go back and forth feeding the nestlings in the box, but I'm afraid we will have to wait for another time, as all hell broke out here yesterday afternoon when I saw a snake wrapped around the top of the bluebird house, making a meal of the bluebird eggs. My first reaction was to yell, scream and throw big rocks up at him. This did nothing. My second reaction was to run up the hill to the garage to find something like a shovel. I found a paint roller on a pole. I pounded the top of the house with the roller, thus knocking him into the house. Not what I had planned. I then pulled the whole house on a pole out of the ground, leaning it over til he finally spilled out onto the ground and slithered beneath our rock wall. This was not going well at all!
I wanted to look into the birdhouse to see if there were any eggs left so I walked back up the hill to Mark's building and got a big step ladder. As I came back down the hill with the ladder, I noticed the snake was slithering up the pole toward the birdhouse. I ran, again with ladder, and used the bottom rung to knock him back to the ground. Back under the rockwall he went. There must be some eggs left for him to make a second attempt. I prepared to climb the step ladder but it didn't go so well. After just about taking me, the birdhouse with pole and the ladder out completely when the bottom sunk into the soft ground, I was able to reposition it and check what was inside.......one little blue egg in the nest. It was now my job to make sure he did NOT get this last little egg.
As all of this mayhem is taking place in my yard, the bluebird pair and their juvenile babies are flitting above trying to figure out what to do. At this point, I now know what to do. I go again to Mark's building, taking the ladder back. I choose my weapons, a garden rake and a shovel. I figure I just have to sit under the deck and watch and wait for my opportunity. When I see some movement, I check the binoculars and sure enough, he's making his move from atop the rockwall to the pole and begins his way up. However, this time before he even makes it to the snakeguard, apparently useless against a four foot snake, I use the garden rake and knock him to the ground and pin him down with it. Then, with the shovel, I am able to finish the job. I told him that he messed with the wrong bluebirder.
Once I know I've completed the kill, I run back up under the deck and watch the inevitable writhing and twisting while his body continues it's final struggle with death. I check once, from a distance, just to make sure, once all movement has ceased. I let Mark, who gets home hours later, dispose of him and put the weapons away. I'm just glad it's over, not my favorite chore, not at all. The bluebirds are still checking over the situation. They even land on the house, though they don't go in. I believe the one little egg is still in there, but the parents can't bring themselves to go back in the house to finish the job of sitting on it til it's hatched. It was a rough afternoon.
Today after my walk I spotted the deer and one of her fawns in the tall grass in their corner of the yard. I'm still seeing the bluebirds flying here and there from tree to yard to get insects. I don't think they've gone back in their birdhouse. Maybe Mark and I will take it down and put up a new one in a different spot and see what happens. It's still a beautiful day and the hummingbirds have been visiting their feeders. A pair of carolina wrens were checking out the area between the patio ceiling and deck above. It would be nice to have baby wrens. I hope you are enjoying the springtime wildlife in your area. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Saturday, May 25, 2013
DANGER: MAMA DEER NEARBY
It's Memorial Day weekend! You wouldn't know it from the weather, it's in the forties outside this morning. Spring has been crazy. We have always enjoyed this time of year and are aware of the new life that surrounds us out here in our country setting. Each year we delight in the bluebirds, as they multiply their number, and we enjoy any sightings of newborn fawns around our home. This year, however, we've managed to incur the wrath of one particular mama doe.
We first started noticing our dog, Pudge, playing some unusual games with this particular deer. He would be on his side of the small fence surrounding our expansive yard and the deer would simply stand on it's side, just staring him down while he barked incessantly at it. When we would intervene, the deer would bound away and we'd carry Pudge up to the house. I figured it was some sort of game at first. Then I noticed the deer apparently stalking us. It would come out of the heavily grown over areas and peer across the yard to see what we were up to near the house. Okay, I figured, this was a mama doe and she must have a baby somewhere near. We'd be on the lookout.
Then it happened! I was sitting under our deck on Mother's Day evening reading a book when I heard a commotion out front in the driveway. As I turned to the left to see what was going on, this mama doe came right around the deck posts in hot pursuit of poor Pudge, who was running for his life! He had to run around the patio, which is also contained by a small fence, and enter in the opening at the back of the deck. Thankfully, Mark encountered the attacking mama deer in the back yard and shooed her into the woods at the back of the house. Pudge was relieved and shaken by his encounter. He had two muddy hoof marks on his back and backside. Apparently, she meant business. Mama doe was seen stalking around the house the remainder of the evening.
For now, Pudge is not allowed freedom in the yard. As I was taking him on his before bedtime walk in the yard, I noticed something at the top of the driveway to Mark's new building. It was the fawn that mama doe had been , apparently, riled over. How unusual to see it right there in the open, curled up in front of the building. By morning, it was gone. Mama doe continues her stalking and we continue to keep Pudge tethered during his outings in the yard. Yesterday, the fawn was again left out in the open near the building, but again, was later gone. I believe this is the first year that a mama doe has had her baby within the confines of our little dog fences. It has sure made Spring a lot more exciting. I'll be glad when the little one learns to clear the fence so things can get back to normal around here.
As far as other happenings, the bluebirds are already working on their second brood. After only one set of babies last year, this is a wonderful blessing for us. I'm working at our flower and vegetable gardens. The gerbera daisies and morning glories from last year are doing well. And, finally, it looks like I'll have beautiful hollyhocks, after two unsuccessful years of anticipating the colorful blooms.
We continue our Esther Bible study and hope to have a summer class for this, in addition to our Sunday morning class. I've been reading a C.S. Lewis book, which I hope to reveal more about at a later time, as it's been a very curious journey which has led me to this particular book. And I might add one last thought that I have concerning the UpperRoom devotion readings. God continues to enlighten me with the verses highlighted each day. I was especially enthralled with the focus of Thursdays reading, which reminds us to not become like the Pharisees of Jesus' time. We must be careful to remember that the reason for the law was to bring us closer to God. If we lose sight of God's overall purpose of loving others, we are getting ourselves off track, just as those woeful church leaders had gotten dangerously off track.
It looks to be a beautiful day, though cool outside. I'll be remembering the services and sacrifices of our military families and those we've lost protecting our freedoms. Have a blessed holiday weekend. Stay safe. love, Susan
We first started noticing our dog, Pudge, playing some unusual games with this particular deer. He would be on his side of the small fence surrounding our expansive yard and the deer would simply stand on it's side, just staring him down while he barked incessantly at it. When we would intervene, the deer would bound away and we'd carry Pudge up to the house. I figured it was some sort of game at first. Then I noticed the deer apparently stalking us. It would come out of the heavily grown over areas and peer across the yard to see what we were up to near the house. Okay, I figured, this was a mama doe and she must have a baby somewhere near. We'd be on the lookout.
Then it happened! I was sitting under our deck on Mother's Day evening reading a book when I heard a commotion out front in the driveway. As I turned to the left to see what was going on, this mama doe came right around the deck posts in hot pursuit of poor Pudge, who was running for his life! He had to run around the patio, which is also contained by a small fence, and enter in the opening at the back of the deck. Thankfully, Mark encountered the attacking mama deer in the back yard and shooed her into the woods at the back of the house. Pudge was relieved and shaken by his encounter. He had two muddy hoof marks on his back and backside. Apparently, she meant business. Mama doe was seen stalking around the house the remainder of the evening.
For now, Pudge is not allowed freedom in the yard. As I was taking him on his before bedtime walk in the yard, I noticed something at the top of the driveway to Mark's new building. It was the fawn that mama doe had been , apparently, riled over. How unusual to see it right there in the open, curled up in front of the building. By morning, it was gone. Mama doe continues her stalking and we continue to keep Pudge tethered during his outings in the yard. Yesterday, the fawn was again left out in the open near the building, but again, was later gone. I believe this is the first year that a mama doe has had her baby within the confines of our little dog fences. It has sure made Spring a lot more exciting. I'll be glad when the little one learns to clear the fence so things can get back to normal around here.
As far as other happenings, the bluebirds are already working on their second brood. After only one set of babies last year, this is a wonderful blessing for us. I'm working at our flower and vegetable gardens. The gerbera daisies and morning glories from last year are doing well. And, finally, it looks like I'll have beautiful hollyhocks, after two unsuccessful years of anticipating the colorful blooms.
We continue our Esther Bible study and hope to have a summer class for this, in addition to our Sunday morning class. I've been reading a C.S. Lewis book, which I hope to reveal more about at a later time, as it's been a very curious journey which has led me to this particular book. And I might add one last thought that I have concerning the UpperRoom devotion readings. God continues to enlighten me with the verses highlighted each day. I was especially enthralled with the focus of Thursdays reading, which reminds us to not become like the Pharisees of Jesus' time. We must be careful to remember that the reason for the law was to bring us closer to God. If we lose sight of God's overall purpose of loving others, we are getting ourselves off track, just as those woeful church leaders had gotten dangerously off track.
It looks to be a beautiful day, though cool outside. I'll be remembering the services and sacrifices of our military families and those we've lost protecting our freedoms. Have a blessed holiday weekend. Stay safe. love, Susan
Thursday, May 2, 2013
WISTERIA OR LILACS? I LOVE THEM BOTH!
I love Spring! I always said that Summer was my favorite time of year, but when Summer rolls around each year, I've already started to feel a bit anxious about what is coming. It all starts with the first day of Summer being the longest day of the year. I just know that each day after is counting down to Winter and that alone just sends shivers up my spine. So, now I realize and declare that Spring my favorite season. As each day progresses, I know that the days continue to get longer and longer, no reason to fret over the coming seasons. I rejoice over all the signs of renewal that remind us each day of how our God loves us and is with us. We can compare all the difficult times in our lives as Winters of sorts. They're dark and cold, we feel abandoned and alone, but when we realize that God gives us hope and the opportunity of a new beginning, we can feel that joy that comes with renewal and reawakening of our spirit. Amen for that!
I made my second annual trek across the state of Kentucky recently. It is my plan each year to visit Henderson and visit friends and former neighbors. As I've always said, I love my neighbors, and just because I move away, that never changes. It brings me such joy to visit them! After a day in Henderson, I travel to Paducah for the Annual AQS (American Quilters Society) Quilt Show. Last year seemed to be a long drive to the far western portion of the state. This year was so much different. My friend, Ann, made the trip with me. We had a great time catching up with each other's lives since my move to Georgetown almost six years ago. Hopefully, next year, we'll even have one or two more join us on the trip.
When we arrived in Paducah, we drove to my friend, Lori's house. If you read last year's blog, you'll remember that she was my next door neighbor in Henderson. She and husband Mike built the house catty-cornered from us. When they moved to Paducah, they built the same house, only the mirror version. Anyway, Lori made us feel so welcome and even packed us a nice lunch for the quilt show. Wow, the quilts were amazing and we had a wonderful time viewing the handiwork of so many talented men and women. I especially love the handquilted and traditional quilts. Sad to say, the trend is towards machine quilting and non-traditional, but still, the quilts are amazing! In addition to the annual quilt show, Paducah also hosts the Dogwood Festival and the AQS Quilt Museum, which houses all the previous grand prize winners of the show. I'm already looking forward to next year.
I've finally been able to resume some nice long walks with the improving weather and also working out in the yard. I've been enjoying lilacs on my walks and also cutting and arranging them, thanks to generous friends with overflowing lilac shrubs. In addition to lilacs, I've been especially enjoying a sighting of a previously unnoticed wisteria vine that has overtaken an old car frame located in the driveway of a house I pass on my walks. Again, if you've read my previous springtime blogs, you know I experience a terrible case of not only lilac envy this time of year, but also wisteria envy. Hopefully, this year I'll figure out how to obtain some of the early blooming wisteria to go with the late blooming wisteria that grows up some of the trees in our woods.
I've been feeling somewhat anxious lately about "wedding plans". I've asked God to help me with these feelings and this morning he gave me the answer to my anxiousness. Thanks to the fruits of the spirit that come with being a Christian, I've been blessed with patience in most aspects of my life. God has reminded me to use that patience and to place my relationships with other people above my desire to help plan the "perfect wedding" for my daughter and her fiance. I will continue to use His guidance as I go forward with the plans. Jesus performed his first public miracle at a wedding and I know He will be with me as this special day approaches.
It is beautiful outside and it will be a busy day for me. I hope you're enjoying your day and if you haven't lived the Springtime of spiritual renewal in your life, today could be the day for you to celebrate the joy that comes when your savior, Jesus Christ, becomes the center of your life. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
I made my second annual trek across the state of Kentucky recently. It is my plan each year to visit Henderson and visit friends and former neighbors. As I've always said, I love my neighbors, and just because I move away, that never changes. It brings me such joy to visit them! After a day in Henderson, I travel to Paducah for the Annual AQS (American Quilters Society) Quilt Show. Last year seemed to be a long drive to the far western portion of the state. This year was so much different. My friend, Ann, made the trip with me. We had a great time catching up with each other's lives since my move to Georgetown almost six years ago. Hopefully, next year, we'll even have one or two more join us on the trip.
When we arrived in Paducah, we drove to my friend, Lori's house. If you read last year's blog, you'll remember that she was my next door neighbor in Henderson. She and husband Mike built the house catty-cornered from us. When they moved to Paducah, they built the same house, only the mirror version. Anyway, Lori made us feel so welcome and even packed us a nice lunch for the quilt show. Wow, the quilts were amazing and we had a wonderful time viewing the handiwork of so many talented men and women. I especially love the handquilted and traditional quilts. Sad to say, the trend is towards machine quilting and non-traditional, but still, the quilts are amazing! In addition to the annual quilt show, Paducah also hosts the Dogwood Festival and the AQS Quilt Museum, which houses all the previous grand prize winners of the show. I'm already looking forward to next year.
I've finally been able to resume some nice long walks with the improving weather and also working out in the yard. I've been enjoying lilacs on my walks and also cutting and arranging them, thanks to generous friends with overflowing lilac shrubs. In addition to lilacs, I've been especially enjoying a sighting of a previously unnoticed wisteria vine that has overtaken an old car frame located in the driveway of a house I pass on my walks. Again, if you've read my previous springtime blogs, you know I experience a terrible case of not only lilac envy this time of year, but also wisteria envy. Hopefully, this year I'll figure out how to obtain some of the early blooming wisteria to go with the late blooming wisteria that grows up some of the trees in our woods.
I've been feeling somewhat anxious lately about "wedding plans". I've asked God to help me with these feelings and this morning he gave me the answer to my anxiousness. Thanks to the fruits of the spirit that come with being a Christian, I've been blessed with patience in most aspects of my life. God has reminded me to use that patience and to place my relationships with other people above my desire to help plan the "perfect wedding" for my daughter and her fiance. I will continue to use His guidance as I go forward with the plans. Jesus performed his first public miracle at a wedding and I know He will be with me as this special day approaches.
It is beautiful outside and it will be a busy day for me. I hope you're enjoying your day and if you haven't lived the Springtime of spiritual renewal in your life, today could be the day for you to celebrate the joy that comes when your savior, Jesus Christ, becomes the center of your life. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
I'M FIFTY SEVEN !! ( Much better than the alternative )
The last two weeks have been busy for me. I turned 57 and my friends and family have spoiled me with fun greetings and celebrations. I am very blessed. As my friend Mildred says, "If I stink, it's because I'm so spoiled!".
Easter has come and gone. I always enjoy our Easter services at church. It's wonderful to see our little country church practically full. Thankfully my sister, Pam has Easter dinner at her house, so I only need to show up with the green bean casserole and some candy and cards for family. We always have a fun time together. This year we finally put an end to the 20-40 something grandkids having an Easter egg hunt, thank goodness for that. I actually looked at little Easter baskets that were on sale after the holiday for next year, but decided I had til the following Easter, at least, to be concerned about making up any little Easter baskets.
Our weather, as everyone knows, has been nuts. Sometimes it's hot and humid, then it's cold again. My flowers and budding trees don't know what to do. I would like to say that I've begun routine walks again, but haven't even been able to start doing that. It has been nice seeing the bluebirds tending to their nestbox. I'm hoping to find a wisteria plant or tree or vine in the coming weeks and plan to sow a bunch of flower seeds in some of my gardens.
We are progressing with some wedding plans for Christina and Joe's island wedding. Again, I am thankful to my friends because neither Christina nor I have a clue when it comes to such affairs.
The University of Kentucky made it through March Madness without winning the SEC Tournament or making it to the NCAA Tourney. We also managed to lose our first game in the lowly NIT Tournament. Angry, disappointed fans made a point to fill the social media and letters to the editors with their opinions of our team. I was just upset that we managed to give away home court advantage for our NIT game, thus making a difficult situation for our young team "down near impossible". I prayed for these young men that God would protect them and keep them safe with all the media hype and fan hysteria over our lackluster basketball season. Years ago, I learned the valuable lesson that Kentucky Basketball is just a game. God has given us sports to enjoy, use athletic abilities for His glory and learn valuable life lessons. And, yes, I did root for the Louisville Cardinals, both men and women. I was sorry to see UConn women beat UK's Women and then again when they beat UofL's women. They have a freshman player that looks pretty much unstoppable, but I thought that about Brittany Griner.
I must say the UK Football Blue and White game was awesome. Unlike so many of our home games this past season, the parking lot was full of tailgaters and cars. The stadium was practically full and rocking. Much different than that cold, drizzly Saturday when we capped off a painful home season with a loss to Vanderbilt. Looking forward to a new era of Kentucky Football with our new head coach, Mark Stoops, and his staff. Go Big Blue!! And as important as the turnout for the game, for me, I was able to visit with some special Henderson friends before and during the game.
Our Sunday School class is making our way slowly through our Beth Moore Bible study on Esther. It's amazing how much we can get out of such a seemingly short book of the Bible. Hopefully, we'll have a couple more join us for the summer break.
I hope you are enjoying this special season of renewal. The past couple days have been difficult for this country and the city of Boston. Deaths related to wars and terror attacks are all so sad. I pray for recoveries and peace for all concerned. You have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Easter has come and gone. I always enjoy our Easter services at church. It's wonderful to see our little country church practically full. Thankfully my sister, Pam has Easter dinner at her house, so I only need to show up with the green bean casserole and some candy and cards for family. We always have a fun time together. This year we finally put an end to the 20-40 something grandkids having an Easter egg hunt, thank goodness for that. I actually looked at little Easter baskets that were on sale after the holiday for next year, but decided I had til the following Easter, at least, to be concerned about making up any little Easter baskets.
Our weather, as everyone knows, has been nuts. Sometimes it's hot and humid, then it's cold again. My flowers and budding trees don't know what to do. I would like to say that I've begun routine walks again, but haven't even been able to start doing that. It has been nice seeing the bluebirds tending to their nestbox. I'm hoping to find a wisteria plant or tree or vine in the coming weeks and plan to sow a bunch of flower seeds in some of my gardens.
We are progressing with some wedding plans for Christina and Joe's island wedding. Again, I am thankful to my friends because neither Christina nor I have a clue when it comes to such affairs.
The University of Kentucky made it through March Madness without winning the SEC Tournament or making it to the NCAA Tourney. We also managed to lose our first game in the lowly NIT Tournament. Angry, disappointed fans made a point to fill the social media and letters to the editors with their opinions of our team. I was just upset that we managed to give away home court advantage for our NIT game, thus making a difficult situation for our young team "down near impossible". I prayed for these young men that God would protect them and keep them safe with all the media hype and fan hysteria over our lackluster basketball season. Years ago, I learned the valuable lesson that Kentucky Basketball is just a game. God has given us sports to enjoy, use athletic abilities for His glory and learn valuable life lessons. And, yes, I did root for the Louisville Cardinals, both men and women. I was sorry to see UConn women beat UK's Women and then again when they beat UofL's women. They have a freshman player that looks pretty much unstoppable, but I thought that about Brittany Griner.
I must say the UK Football Blue and White game was awesome. Unlike so many of our home games this past season, the parking lot was full of tailgaters and cars. The stadium was practically full and rocking. Much different than that cold, drizzly Saturday when we capped off a painful home season with a loss to Vanderbilt. Looking forward to a new era of Kentucky Football with our new head coach, Mark Stoops, and his staff. Go Big Blue!! And as important as the turnout for the game, for me, I was able to visit with some special Henderson friends before and during the game.
Our Sunday School class is making our way slowly through our Beth Moore Bible study on Esther. It's amazing how much we can get out of such a seemingly short book of the Bible. Hopefully, we'll have a couple more join us for the summer break.
I hope you are enjoying this special season of renewal. The past couple days have been difficult for this country and the city of Boston. Deaths related to wars and terror attacks are all so sad. I pray for recoveries and peace for all concerned. You have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
I'M SO CONFUSED............NOT
What happened to Spring? The groundhog saw his shadow and predicted an early Spring. I think I recall a couple days of reasonably warm weather, but then the chill of Winter returned with all the trappings of cold, snow and miserably raw days. I heard someone say that the groundhog was charged with fraud and we are left with confusion and uncertainty with our outdoor Spring plans.
It is Holy Week. Unbelievably, I am watching snow fall on the trees on our hill and the roofs of our out buildings. Schools are delayed or closed. The daffodils and hyacinth that were opening their blooms are bowed down and covered with snow. Yes, I'm confused having all this cold and snow the week of Easter. This is not how I envisioned the days leading up to the holiest day on the Christian calendar. But, thankfully, I have clarity and certainty about this week of remembrance, if not the season change from Winter to Spring. No matter what the weather, this week is remembered for the most cataclysmic events in the history of the world. Our God and Savior made himself known to the world and the world rejected, betrayed and abandoned Him.
I have the Blessed Assurance of knowing that God came into the world as an innocent infant and lived His life among His people before making the ultimate sacrifice on Good Friday. Our God was willing to take the sins of the world upon Himself to bridge the gap between Him and His creation. God's plan was perfect because it left the undeniable message to us that our creator loved us so much He would give His only son in order to have us with Him.
I'm trying to follow Jesus' final days throughout the pages of the Gospels. I know Palm Sunday marked his triumphant entry into Jerusalem, complete with the foretold ride on a donkey and the cheering crowds with their palm branches. I believe Monday to have been the day He visited the temple and cleared the moneychangers from the Holy place. I hope to get some new insight on the events that occur as I follow Jesus' footsteps that then lead him to His Last Supper on Maundy Thursday and the heartbreaking actions that then occurred on Good Friday.
Yes, I may have some confusion and uncertainty about this crazy weather, but I have nothing but absolute belief and faith in the one remarkable act that our God performed that third day following the crucifixion. Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ was raised from the dead and ascended to heaven to sit at the right hand of our God, where He intercedes for us, because He loves us. Of that, I'm sure!
I'm wishing you an awesome day and the rest of the week leading up to and including Easter. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
It is Holy Week. Unbelievably, I am watching snow fall on the trees on our hill and the roofs of our out buildings. Schools are delayed or closed. The daffodils and hyacinth that were opening their blooms are bowed down and covered with snow. Yes, I'm confused having all this cold and snow the week of Easter. This is not how I envisioned the days leading up to the holiest day on the Christian calendar. But, thankfully, I have clarity and certainty about this week of remembrance, if not the season change from Winter to Spring. No matter what the weather, this week is remembered for the most cataclysmic events in the history of the world. Our God and Savior made himself known to the world and the world rejected, betrayed and abandoned Him.
I have the Blessed Assurance of knowing that God came into the world as an innocent infant and lived His life among His people before making the ultimate sacrifice on Good Friday. Our God was willing to take the sins of the world upon Himself to bridge the gap between Him and His creation. God's plan was perfect because it left the undeniable message to us that our creator loved us so much He would give His only son in order to have us with Him.
I'm trying to follow Jesus' final days throughout the pages of the Gospels. I know Palm Sunday marked his triumphant entry into Jerusalem, complete with the foretold ride on a donkey and the cheering crowds with their palm branches. I believe Monday to have been the day He visited the temple and cleared the moneychangers from the Holy place. I hope to get some new insight on the events that occur as I follow Jesus' footsteps that then lead him to His Last Supper on Maundy Thursday and the heartbreaking actions that then occurred on Good Friday.
Yes, I may have some confusion and uncertainty about this crazy weather, but I have nothing but absolute belief and faith in the one remarkable act that our God performed that third day following the crucifixion. Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ was raised from the dead and ascended to heaven to sit at the right hand of our God, where He intercedes for us, because He loves us. Of that, I'm sure!
I'm wishing you an awesome day and the rest of the week leading up to and including Easter. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
IT'S WONDERFUL TO FEEL HOME
I'm looking out my window at a wooded hillside covered with snow. It is beautiful falling on the cedar trees and blanketing the ground, but give me a break here, it is almost a full week into March. I am so ready for watching the buds on the trees and the flowers push up out of the earth. Instead, we have taken a couple giant steps back into winter. I will say I'm blessed to be in a warm house with four little white dogs to help keep me company.
The Upperroom devotional reading for today gave me a wonderful reminder about my life. The writer was from a family whose father's career kept them moving around the country. This subject was brought up at the Amen House on Monday. Our new volunteer, Bob, was an Airforce brat, as he put it. His family moved around so much that he can't even pick a place that he feels he's from. He said he went to five different schools in the second grade and five different high schools. I could understand this, as we moved several times during my school years and I always felt like the "new kid".
When Mark and I were married, a career promotion took us away from Kentucky, to New England. I thought that sounded romantically exciting for newlyweds, so off we went. After two years in Massachusetts and six in Rhode Island, the romance had worn off and with two small children in tow, I was ready to head back home. Thankfully for us, Mark's company was able to relocate us back to Kentucky, where we spent the next twenty one years raising our children. I was determined that they would go kindergarten through graduation in one school system. I didn't like being the "new kid" and didn't want them to have to experience that. Henderson, Kentucky was home for them, but it never felt completely that for me. Now that I'm back in Central Kentucky, close to my family, I feel like I'm finally home.
As Christians, however, we have a more permanent home. We realize as we grow into our identity that this world is merely temporary and we will not truly be home til we reach our heavenly home and our eternal life with our God and Savior, Jesus Christ. When we get there, we will be welcomed home by all those wonderful saints who have gone before us. I believe that home isn't defined by the geographical location of your dwelling, but by the relationships of those around you. I was able to feel "at home" wherever God led us, whether it was Bowling Green, Kentucky or Chepachet, Rhode Island because we made wonderful relationships with those around us. As I look back, God had a reason for us to be every place we were led. I am so thankful to have been a friend and neighbor to those special people He brought into our lives.
As we were brought to each place, I sought out my church because I knew that I would have so much in common with the people who worshiped with me. I was not disappointed by my home churches in Henderson or here in Georgetown. God has a way of leading us where we belong, if we're willing to follow. I got a kick out of watching the Southland Hour on Sunday, as our little church was cancelled due to snow. Their minister, Jon Weese, was identified as the "lead follower". I like that. We are sheep, He is our shepherd, may we be willing to follow Him.
I'm sorry to ramble, just wanted to share my thoughts on the morning reading. I am convinced that we should start each day with some sort of devotional and prayer time. It's also important to end each day with thanksgiving and reflection. As someone who works with fabrics, I know the importance of hemming in your day so it won't tend to unravel. If you don't want your day or life to unravel consider spending a little time at the beginning and the end with God and His word. It only takes a few minutes to let Him show you how much you are loved unconditionally by Him. Today's devotional reading is from Psalm 139. I choose verse 5, "You hem me in - behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me." My day is more manageable when I know His hand is upon me.
Time to get moving this morning. I'm sure the birds have the food that was out for them almost gone by now and I know the deer will be coming by for some corn. I hope you have a wonderful and safe day. Take care. luv, Susan
The Upperroom devotional reading for today gave me a wonderful reminder about my life. The writer was from a family whose father's career kept them moving around the country. This subject was brought up at the Amen House on Monday. Our new volunteer, Bob, was an Airforce brat, as he put it. His family moved around so much that he can't even pick a place that he feels he's from. He said he went to five different schools in the second grade and five different high schools. I could understand this, as we moved several times during my school years and I always felt like the "new kid".
When Mark and I were married, a career promotion took us away from Kentucky, to New England. I thought that sounded romantically exciting for newlyweds, so off we went. After two years in Massachusetts and six in Rhode Island, the romance had worn off and with two small children in tow, I was ready to head back home. Thankfully for us, Mark's company was able to relocate us back to Kentucky, where we spent the next twenty one years raising our children. I was determined that they would go kindergarten through graduation in one school system. I didn't like being the "new kid" and didn't want them to have to experience that. Henderson, Kentucky was home for them, but it never felt completely that for me. Now that I'm back in Central Kentucky, close to my family, I feel like I'm finally home.
As Christians, however, we have a more permanent home. We realize as we grow into our identity that this world is merely temporary and we will not truly be home til we reach our heavenly home and our eternal life with our God and Savior, Jesus Christ. When we get there, we will be welcomed home by all those wonderful saints who have gone before us. I believe that home isn't defined by the geographical location of your dwelling, but by the relationships of those around you. I was able to feel "at home" wherever God led us, whether it was Bowling Green, Kentucky or Chepachet, Rhode Island because we made wonderful relationships with those around us. As I look back, God had a reason for us to be every place we were led. I am so thankful to have been a friend and neighbor to those special people He brought into our lives.
As we were brought to each place, I sought out my church because I knew that I would have so much in common with the people who worshiped with me. I was not disappointed by my home churches in Henderson or here in Georgetown. God has a way of leading us where we belong, if we're willing to follow. I got a kick out of watching the Southland Hour on Sunday, as our little church was cancelled due to snow. Their minister, Jon Weese, was identified as the "lead follower". I like that. We are sheep, He is our shepherd, may we be willing to follow Him.
I'm sorry to ramble, just wanted to share my thoughts on the morning reading. I am convinced that we should start each day with some sort of devotional and prayer time. It's also important to end each day with thanksgiving and reflection. As someone who works with fabrics, I know the importance of hemming in your day so it won't tend to unravel. If you don't want your day or life to unravel consider spending a little time at the beginning and the end with God and His word. It only takes a few minutes to let Him show you how much you are loved unconditionally by Him. Today's devotional reading is from Psalm 139. I choose verse 5, "You hem me in - behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me." My day is more manageable when I know His hand is upon me.
Time to get moving this morning. I'm sure the birds have the food that was out for them almost gone by now and I know the deer will be coming by for some corn. I hope you have a wonderful and safe day. Take care. luv, Susan
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
STILL WINTER
The groundhog lied! He predicted an early Spring and Winter continues on. I think I speak for the majority when I say that we are so tired of cold weather! Thank goodness March is merely days away and that has to mean we're finally nearing the finish line for winter days.
Kentucky basketball took a huge blow this month at our game against Florida at the "O" Dome. Nerlens Noel went down with a torn ACL. Our team had not consistently shown their full potential and I'm afraid without our block party guy in the middle, we were in a heap of trouble. I had just read in our recent Bible study about how we, many times in our lives, excel, not despite adversity, but because of it.....so, I was hoping this was the scenario these young players needed to really cause them to grow into the team they needed to be. The first game following Nerlens' ugly fall was at Tennessee and that did not go so well, as we were defeated, mercifully, by only thirty points. Calipari was right when he stated, it should have been more. I, and I'm sure many others, had been praying for these young men. They're just kids, after all, and I know these had to be really tough days for them. Thankfully, some growing up did take place and by the last ten minutes of the first half of the "must win" home game against the Missouri Tigers, these young men showed some real maturity. The second half took us to an overtime finish that left the Big Blue Nation feeling a bit better, finally. Tonight's game against MSU should be interesting as our team is hopefully hitting it's stride and the Bulldogs have been coming apart at the seams. But, you just never know.
It was fun last night seeing Tubby Smith get one of his biggest wins ever against #1 Indiana and the Hoosiers.
As always, I watched the Academy Awards. Even though I don't usually see many of the nominated movies, I usually know what they're all about and who's nominated for what. I did get the opportunity to see Lincoln. Last year I went with my High School senior English teacher to see War Horse. This year we went to see Lincoln. It was a wonderful outing, except for the part where I got us to the wrong theater for the matinee showing and the trip to the right theater took long enough that we missed the first ten minutes of the movie . Mrs. Roseberry said that she felt like she was on one of those city tours as we made our way around Lexington on Man O' War Drive. I know we were both pleased to see Daniel Day Lewis win the oscar for his performance of Lincoln.
Our Esther Bible study is coming along, but I have to admit it was difficult leading the discussion through the material this past Sunday as my glasses fell out of my purse and under the passenger seat on my way to church. Thankfully, our class forgives me my many shortcomings as a teacher, or as I remind them, a facilitator.
The bluebirds have been hanging around their house out front and I'm hoping there are no hindrances to their having a full house of little ones on the way soon. I constantly am looking for signs of Spring and was delighted to see a yard full of purple crocus across the street from my parents' house. In my own garden I see the hyacinth, daffodils and tulips are all busy pushing up through the soil. We're having an early Easter this year, so I'll be listening to my Jesus Christ Superstar in the coming days.
I had hoped to give up some things for Lent, but found that morning tea without sweetener or creamer can actually plunge me into a depression, so after a week, I asked for forgiveness and gave up on that. I hope you are preparing yourself for the celebration that tops all celebrations at the end of March. It still boggles my mind when I think about what He did for us, what He did for me.
Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Kentucky basketball took a huge blow this month at our game against Florida at the "O" Dome. Nerlens Noel went down with a torn ACL. Our team had not consistently shown their full potential and I'm afraid without our block party guy in the middle, we were in a heap of trouble. I had just read in our recent Bible study about how we, many times in our lives, excel, not despite adversity, but because of it.....so, I was hoping this was the scenario these young players needed to really cause them to grow into the team they needed to be. The first game following Nerlens' ugly fall was at Tennessee and that did not go so well, as we were defeated, mercifully, by only thirty points. Calipari was right when he stated, it should have been more. I, and I'm sure many others, had been praying for these young men. They're just kids, after all, and I know these had to be really tough days for them. Thankfully, some growing up did take place and by the last ten minutes of the first half of the "must win" home game against the Missouri Tigers, these young men showed some real maturity. The second half took us to an overtime finish that left the Big Blue Nation feeling a bit better, finally. Tonight's game against MSU should be interesting as our team is hopefully hitting it's stride and the Bulldogs have been coming apart at the seams. But, you just never know.
It was fun last night seeing Tubby Smith get one of his biggest wins ever against #1 Indiana and the Hoosiers.
As always, I watched the Academy Awards. Even though I don't usually see many of the nominated movies, I usually know what they're all about and who's nominated for what. I did get the opportunity to see Lincoln. Last year I went with my High School senior English teacher to see War Horse. This year we went to see Lincoln. It was a wonderful outing, except for the part where I got us to the wrong theater for the matinee showing and the trip to the right theater took long enough that we missed the first ten minutes of the movie . Mrs. Roseberry said that she felt like she was on one of those city tours as we made our way around Lexington on Man O' War Drive. I know we were both pleased to see Daniel Day Lewis win the oscar for his performance of Lincoln.
Our Esther Bible study is coming along, but I have to admit it was difficult leading the discussion through the material this past Sunday as my glasses fell out of my purse and under the passenger seat on my way to church. Thankfully, our class forgives me my many shortcomings as a teacher, or as I remind them, a facilitator.
The bluebirds have been hanging around their house out front and I'm hoping there are no hindrances to their having a full house of little ones on the way soon. I constantly am looking for signs of Spring and was delighted to see a yard full of purple crocus across the street from my parents' house. In my own garden I see the hyacinth, daffodils and tulips are all busy pushing up through the soil. We're having an early Easter this year, so I'll be listening to my Jesus Christ Superstar in the coming days.
I had hoped to give up some things for Lent, but found that morning tea without sweetener or creamer can actually plunge me into a depression, so after a week, I asked for forgiveness and gave up on that. I hope you are preparing yourself for the celebration that tops all celebrations at the end of March. It still boggles my mind when I think about what He did for us, what He did for me.
Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
By George, I Think I've Got It
Okay, I have had a smart phone now for almost a month and I think I'm ready to try to do this. I almost feel like someone who is seeing their priest for a confession. It has been over two weeks since my last confession, make that blog posting. I'm not sure exactly what all I have done since then. We are already well into the first week of February and I did get to meet with my former classmates last night. It was fun, as usual. It is true, old friends are golden.
Our weather has been all over the map. I can remember taking my dogs for a walk that day when my neighbors saved me and it was beautiful. Then we got into the deep freeze and it was painfully cold outside for days and days. Snow fell and we accumulated over four inches that just seemed to stick around. Country churches were cancelled this past Sunday and we were hunkered down for several days as the roads kept refreezing each morning. I actually got caught up on some things I had recorded weeks earlier from various news programs.
I also finished my book about Andre Agassi. This was really timed perfectly because the Australian Open had been going on at this time and the Tennis Channel actually aired a special documentary about his life and career. It was so much fun watching all the highlights of his years in the sport, after having just read about all his ups and downs. Even though i always loved watching him professionally, I knew he was more than just a celebrity athlete. He has used his privileged position in life to change the lives of so many others. If you get the chance to read Open, I think you'll be surprised to learn his real story. It was fun knowing he was to present the trophy at the Australian Open
although I never actually saw the ceremony because of the topsy turvy time difference that made keeping up with the tournament difficult to say the least.
Also during these past weeks, we had plenty of downtime to enjoy the Super Bowl. I did enjoy it because I was wearing purple and black. It's been a long time since I've been able to root for my favorite color. How about going to my first football game that I can ever remember, the Texas Christian University, horned frogs around 1962? I remember that and also fighting with my sister, Pam, because she kept stealing my first purple possession, a scarf, which was also her school's colors, the Paschal panthers. Anyway, I was glad to see the Ravens win, although I did enjoy the uplifting story of the 49er's quarterback.
We are continuing to make plans for Christina and Joe's wedding in Maine. We don't have to worry too much about decorations or flowers because the Maine seacoast will provide all the natural beauty needed for the backdrop. Our biggest concern will be helping with lodging of all the family and friends who don't usually make this particular trek up to Vinalhaven Island and the food for the reception. It should be a fun time for family and friends alike.
Today I hope to get out and visit some of my friends and neighbors as we have received our delivery of Beth Moore Esther books for our Bible study. Thankfully, all the ladies live in my general vicinity. We have been patiently waiting for God to let us know when we could really get started. When He's telling you to slow down and not get ahead of Him, it's best to just take the time to let Him show you His timing.
I'm looking forward to Spring and warmer weather, but I'm not going to let these colder, darker days deter me from doing the things that I know God is wanting me to do. I am so thankful for all the ways that he has made it possible for me to share how He works in my life.
The doggies and I have a lot to get accomplished today. I hope you are having a great start to your 2013. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Our weather has been all over the map. I can remember taking my dogs for a walk that day when my neighbors saved me and it was beautiful. Then we got into the deep freeze and it was painfully cold outside for days and days. Snow fell and we accumulated over four inches that just seemed to stick around. Country churches were cancelled this past Sunday and we were hunkered down for several days as the roads kept refreezing each morning. I actually got caught up on some things I had recorded weeks earlier from various news programs.
I also finished my book about Andre Agassi. This was really timed perfectly because the Australian Open had been going on at this time and the Tennis Channel actually aired a special documentary about his life and career. It was so much fun watching all the highlights of his years in the sport, after having just read about all his ups and downs. Even though i always loved watching him professionally, I knew he was more than just a celebrity athlete. He has used his privileged position in life to change the lives of so many others. If you get the chance to read Open, I think you'll be surprised to learn his real story. It was fun knowing he was to present the trophy at the Australian Open
although I never actually saw the ceremony because of the topsy turvy time difference that made keeping up with the tournament difficult to say the least.
Also during these past weeks, we had plenty of downtime to enjoy the Super Bowl. I did enjoy it because I was wearing purple and black. It's been a long time since I've been able to root for my favorite color. How about going to my first football game that I can ever remember, the Texas Christian University, horned frogs around 1962? I remember that and also fighting with my sister, Pam, because she kept stealing my first purple possession, a scarf, which was also her school's colors, the Paschal panthers. Anyway, I was glad to see the Ravens win, although I did enjoy the uplifting story of the 49er's quarterback.
We are continuing to make plans for Christina and Joe's wedding in Maine. We don't have to worry too much about decorations or flowers because the Maine seacoast will provide all the natural beauty needed for the backdrop. Our biggest concern will be helping with lodging of all the family and friends who don't usually make this particular trek up to Vinalhaven Island and the food for the reception. It should be a fun time for family and friends alike.
Today I hope to get out and visit some of my friends and neighbors as we have received our delivery of Beth Moore Esther books for our Bible study. Thankfully, all the ladies live in my general vicinity. We have been patiently waiting for God to let us know when we could really get started. When He's telling you to slow down and not get ahead of Him, it's best to just take the time to let Him show you His timing.
I'm looking forward to Spring and warmer weather, but I'm not going to let these colder, darker days deter me from doing the things that I know God is wanting me to do. I am so thankful for all the ways that he has made it possible for me to share how He works in my life.
The doggies and I have a lot to get accomplished today. I hope you are having a great start to your 2013. Take care and stay safe. luv, Susan
Monday, January 21, 2013
MARTIN LUTHER KING / INAUGURATION DAY
New year, new gadgets, new blessings.....that's what's going on for me and Mark right now. We're trying to step into the 21st century technologically speaking, as we're getting rid of our land line and getting ourselves two smart phones. What happens when dumb people are using smart phones? I guess we're finding out. Case in point: at the UK women's basketball game with my sister and brother-in-law, we four adults huddling together around our two new phones while one dials the other, so we can try to figure out how to answer said phone. It was sheer celebration when I was finally able to drag the proper icon over to the proper spot and actually respond "hello" to my husband of almost 35 years, standing right there beside me. Granted we don't actually consider ourselves dumb, just techno-dumb, but we're learning. Maybe you can teach an old dog new tricks, after all........we'll see.
After the UK women's basketball game, we joined up with the rest of the Six family to celebrate 66 years of wedded bliss with my parents and some of the grandkids. These years just seem to go by as quickly as turning pages in a book. Weren't we just at this same table celebrating 65 years, like yesterday? As I've mentioned before, "Life is like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes". How true.
We were able to watch the majority of the Patriots/Ravens game once we arrived home. The only NFL game we've ever attended was in Foxborough, Massachusetts. We've been following the Patriots ever since, so we were a bit surprised to see them unable to score in the second half and ultimately lose to the Baltimore, Ravens. I had previously enjoyed watching the Ravens after I saw the movie about one of their players last year starring Sandra Bullock. Other than that, I was taken with the coverage of Ray Lewis as he neared the end of his career.
After the game, I was totally amazed at the things I saw and heard from the Baltimore players, Ray Lewis, in particular. The man took off his jersey and displayed a t-shirt that read Psalm 91, with an angel on the back. He then dropped to the turf, kneeling face down for what seemed minutes while a pack of photographers surrounded him in a huddle. It was a rather bizarre sight.
After the awards ceremony in their locker room, where they were given the trophy by a fellow player stricken with ALS who spoke through a computer, a few of the players gave brief statements, each emphasizing how this was a faith based team, who went through so much adversity, but maintained their momentum towards their goal. It was amazing and I look forward to reading more about their stories in the coming weeks.
Even though Mark was really sad for the Pats, I knew Tom Brady and his supermodel wife and the rest of the team will survive and be a viable contender next year. I'm looking forward to the main story of the upcoming Super Bowl, which has already been dubbed as the Bro Bowl, due to the two head coaches, Jim and John Harborough. It should be fun.
I'm going to enjoy this day watching the inauguration and playing with my new phone. I will also spend some time reading the first chapter of our Esther Bible study. It's definitely going to be cold, but my four doggies and I are keeping warm and I hope you're doing the same. Stay safe and have a great day, luv, PS Didn't the Cats look good Saturday night....especially in the second half......Go Big Blue!!!
After the UK women's basketball game, we joined up with the rest of the Six family to celebrate 66 years of wedded bliss with my parents and some of the grandkids. These years just seem to go by as quickly as turning pages in a book. Weren't we just at this same table celebrating 65 years, like yesterday? As I've mentioned before, "Life is like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes". How true.
We were able to watch the majority of the Patriots/Ravens game once we arrived home. The only NFL game we've ever attended was in Foxborough, Massachusetts. We've been following the Patriots ever since, so we were a bit surprised to see them unable to score in the second half and ultimately lose to the Baltimore, Ravens. I had previously enjoyed watching the Ravens after I saw the movie about one of their players last year starring Sandra Bullock. Other than that, I was taken with the coverage of Ray Lewis as he neared the end of his career.
After the game, I was totally amazed at the things I saw and heard from the Baltimore players, Ray Lewis, in particular. The man took off his jersey and displayed a t-shirt that read Psalm 91, with an angel on the back. He then dropped to the turf, kneeling face down for what seemed minutes while a pack of photographers surrounded him in a huddle. It was a rather bizarre sight.
After the awards ceremony in their locker room, where they were given the trophy by a fellow player stricken with ALS who spoke through a computer, a few of the players gave brief statements, each emphasizing how this was a faith based team, who went through so much adversity, but maintained their momentum towards their goal. It was amazing and I look forward to reading more about their stories in the coming weeks.
Even though Mark was really sad for the Pats, I knew Tom Brady and his supermodel wife and the rest of the team will survive and be a viable contender next year. I'm looking forward to the main story of the upcoming Super Bowl, which has already been dubbed as the Bro Bowl, due to the two head coaches, Jim and John Harborough. It should be fun.
I'm going to enjoy this day watching the inauguration and playing with my new phone. I will also spend some time reading the first chapter of our Esther Bible study. It's definitely going to be cold, but my four doggies and I are keeping warm and I hope you're doing the same. Stay safe and have a great day, luv, PS Didn't the Cats look good Saturday night....especially in the second half......Go Big Blue!!!
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
FAVORITE THINGS........NOT!!!!!
This is not my favorite time of year. I have two reasons for this; number one, the weather. We actually had some really mild days earlier in 2013, but now it seems, we are going to experience a real winter. Precipitation started falling last night and accumulated a sheet of ice pellets on the deck, which remain this morning. From what I understand, the roads are okay, school is in session in Scott County, but Harrison County, just a few miles from here, is closed. Mark didn't seem to have any trouble, but he did delay leaving by a couple hours at least. From the forecast, it appears we're going from the freezer into the deep freeze as I see next Tuesday's low is 9 degrees, yikes.
The second reason I find this to be a "not so great" time of year is taxes. Yes, it's time to order forms and gather and organize all those wonderful records I've kept all year. With a background in accounting, this should all be a breeze. More like a gale wind that blows me away from everything that I'd like to do and toward that which I do not. Fun times ahead......NOT!!!
Usually, the only things that help me through this time of year are those diversions of family together time and sports. We'll be having our parents' anniversary soon and my Dad's birthday will bring us together in February. Sports diversions include the SuperBowl, which none of my teams made; tennis, which without Andre Agassi has been lackluster; and Kentucky basketball, which unless you're out of state, know that has been a struggle this year.
Let's all remember that Kentucky is a player first program. Yes, we put the players first before we consider what's best for the team or the program, or the fans....sorry, Big Blue Nation. Yes, let's all take a moment to pray for these fabulous freshmen and all the other Wildcats. These are young men that God has a plan laid out for each of them. Hopefully, it includes an outstanding college career complete with one or more National Championships. But, the bottom line is, we want God to use these young men and their talents He gave them to ultimately advance His plan, not the Big Blue Nation's. I will pray for them to know God's plan for their lives and do that which accomplishes His will for their lives. I know if they do that, we'll all be the better for it.
I am finally getting excited about our upcoming Beth Moore Bible Study on the book of Esther. It's called It's Hard Being a Woman. I have to say Amen to that. I took part in this study at Porter Memorial Baptist Church in Lexington several years ago, but wasn't able to stick with it as I would have liked. So, now thanks to my friend, Susan's willingness to share the responsibility of bringing Beth Moore studies to our little church, we are starting this study after completing Stepping Up, which was awesome. God can use Bible Studies to really strengthen churches, small groups, friendships and relationships with Him and each other. I'm praying this study is successful in doing that.
I will continue to recommend the reading of the UpperRoom devotional book to everyone. It's available on line although I enjoy my copy from church. I also continue recommending listening to Christian music. I tune in to K-Love on 89.9 FM and theMessage on Sirius.
I've had a great week early into the year, seeing friends and family and feeling like I'm doing what God wants me to do. I hope and pray you are having the same positive feelings about your new year. Take care and stay safe, luv, Susan
The second reason I find this to be a "not so great" time of year is taxes. Yes, it's time to order forms and gather and organize all those wonderful records I've kept all year. With a background in accounting, this should all be a breeze. More like a gale wind that blows me away from everything that I'd like to do and toward that which I do not. Fun times ahead......NOT!!!
Usually, the only things that help me through this time of year are those diversions of family together time and sports. We'll be having our parents' anniversary soon and my Dad's birthday will bring us together in February. Sports diversions include the SuperBowl, which none of my teams made; tennis, which without Andre Agassi has been lackluster; and Kentucky basketball, which unless you're out of state, know that has been a struggle this year.
Let's all remember that Kentucky is a player first program. Yes, we put the players first before we consider what's best for the team or the program, or the fans....sorry, Big Blue Nation. Yes, let's all take a moment to pray for these fabulous freshmen and all the other Wildcats. These are young men that God has a plan laid out for each of them. Hopefully, it includes an outstanding college career complete with one or more National Championships. But, the bottom line is, we want God to use these young men and their talents He gave them to ultimately advance His plan, not the Big Blue Nation's. I will pray for them to know God's plan for their lives and do that which accomplishes His will for their lives. I know if they do that, we'll all be the better for it.
I am finally getting excited about our upcoming Beth Moore Bible Study on the book of Esther. It's called It's Hard Being a Woman. I have to say Amen to that. I took part in this study at Porter Memorial Baptist Church in Lexington several years ago, but wasn't able to stick with it as I would have liked. So, now thanks to my friend, Susan's willingness to share the responsibility of bringing Beth Moore studies to our little church, we are starting this study after completing Stepping Up, which was awesome. God can use Bible Studies to really strengthen churches, small groups, friendships and relationships with Him and each other. I'm praying this study is successful in doing that.
I will continue to recommend the reading of the UpperRoom devotional book to everyone. It's available on line although I enjoy my copy from church. I also continue recommending listening to Christian music. I tune in to K-Love on 89.9 FM and theMessage on Sirius.
I've had a great week early into the year, seeing friends and family and feeling like I'm doing what God wants me to do. I hope and pray you are having the same positive feelings about your new year. Take care and stay safe, luv, Susan
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
I LOVE MY NEIGHBORS
Yesterday seemed to me to be the first normal day of the new year. Yes, I still have to put the Christmas decorations into their closet today, but everything else seems to be back to routine. I went to the Amen House, where we volunteers were getting food and clothing ready and distributing it to those who qualify at this location. Afterwards, I was able to visit a friend who is temporarily at a health care facility. We had a great time visiting and sharing our holiday and family stories. Afterwards, I ran the rest of my Monday errands and headed home to four frantic dogs and the dishes that awaited me from the weekend. It hardly seems like I got much done at home before it was time to head to Paris to meet with my former classmates for our monthly gathering. I can't tell you how wonderful it is to be able to spend once a month with the same friends I sat around the lunch table with in elementary school.
Today's UpperRoom reading brought me right back to my discussion with my friend, Dorothy from yesterday afternoon. I had told her how blessed I was to not have had any real health concerns in my life except for those that came up during menopause, the worst of which was anxiety. She was surprised to hear that was an issue for me. 1 Peter 5:7 states, Cast all your anxiety on Him because he cares for you. I know this can be understood to mean the everyday anxieties of life, but it also can express the deeper, darker form of anxiety that can overtake one's life. I experienced that about the time I turned fifty.
My health issues up until then had always been minor and my doctor appointments had always been routine, so when I was hit with overwhelming anxiety and a feeling of total detachment from myself, my regular physician tried to help me as he helped any woman at that point in her life, put nothing seemed to work and I simply retreated to my sofa on a daily basis, figuring there was no help for me but prayer. I prayed over and over Psalm 51:10-12 (see below ), asking God to help me. Finally, my dear friends and neighbors, Pam and Bethany, came over one afternoon and took me, unwillingly to the emergency room where my recovery began.
The ER doctor thought I might need to be admitted, but instead had me promise to find a psychiatrist to help me get back on track. My dear friend and neighbor, Jane, gave me the name of an excellent doctor in Owensboro and even took me on my first appointment. I am so thankful that God had not abandoned me. He brought me help right to my doorstep in the form of my loving friends.
Earlier this week I was also saved by some neighbors. After enjoying the first half of my walk with Riff and Pudge, I realized we were in big trouble as we had turned around and headed back home. One of my neighbors has a couple pit bull mixed breed dogs. The black one is usually chained up and the white one, who is currently nursing puppies, was in an enclosure on their carport. She is always jumping up and down as we pass. Well, as we were heading back toward this particular house, I saw her out in the road, sniffing and following our scent coming in our direction. I immediately retreated to the nearest house for safety. I visited with Nina, who in her eighties couldn't help me get by, but suggested Barbara Jean across the street. Eventually, Barbara Jean drove me and my dogs past this crazy mama dog as she chased the car, barking and carrying on, til we got past her to safety We then thanked our driver and finished our walk home. I called Nina to let her know we made it home safely. Believe me, you never know when you're going to need your neighbors for help.
Today I hope to get all those Christmas decorations safely stored for the next eleven months. I wish you a great day. Stay safe. luv, Susan
Psalm 51: 10-12
Create in me a pure heart, O God,
and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me from your presence
or take your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation
and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.
Today's UpperRoom reading brought me right back to my discussion with my friend, Dorothy from yesterday afternoon. I had told her how blessed I was to not have had any real health concerns in my life except for those that came up during menopause, the worst of which was anxiety. She was surprised to hear that was an issue for me. 1 Peter 5:7 states, Cast all your anxiety on Him because he cares for you. I know this can be understood to mean the everyday anxieties of life, but it also can express the deeper, darker form of anxiety that can overtake one's life. I experienced that about the time I turned fifty.
My health issues up until then had always been minor and my doctor appointments had always been routine, so when I was hit with overwhelming anxiety and a feeling of total detachment from myself, my regular physician tried to help me as he helped any woman at that point in her life, put nothing seemed to work and I simply retreated to my sofa on a daily basis, figuring there was no help for me but prayer. I prayed over and over Psalm 51:10-12 (see below ), asking God to help me. Finally, my dear friends and neighbors, Pam and Bethany, came over one afternoon and took me, unwillingly to the emergency room where my recovery began.
The ER doctor thought I might need to be admitted, but instead had me promise to find a psychiatrist to help me get back on track. My dear friend and neighbor, Jane, gave me the name of an excellent doctor in Owensboro and even took me on my first appointment. I am so thankful that God had not abandoned me. He brought me help right to my doorstep in the form of my loving friends.
Earlier this week I was also saved by some neighbors. After enjoying the first half of my walk with Riff and Pudge, I realized we were in big trouble as we had turned around and headed back home. One of my neighbors has a couple pit bull mixed breed dogs. The black one is usually chained up and the white one, who is currently nursing puppies, was in an enclosure on their carport. She is always jumping up and down as we pass. Well, as we were heading back toward this particular house, I saw her out in the road, sniffing and following our scent coming in our direction. I immediately retreated to the nearest house for safety. I visited with Nina, who in her eighties couldn't help me get by, but suggested Barbara Jean across the street. Eventually, Barbara Jean drove me and my dogs past this crazy mama dog as she chased the car, barking and carrying on, til we got past her to safety We then thanked our driver and finished our walk home. I called Nina to let her know we made it home safely. Believe me, you never know when you're going to need your neighbors for help.
Today I hope to get all those Christmas decorations safely stored for the next eleven months. I wish you a great day. Stay safe. luv, Susan
Psalm 51: 10-12
Create in me a pure heart, O God,
and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me from your presence
or take your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation
and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Mountain Dew.......Not The Best Night Cap
I think today may be a rough day for me. Mark and I had a great first day of 2013 yesterday. He mostly did his thing outside, running around and driving to town and getting things accomplished. I started dismantling the Christmas decorations while I watched the Rose Parade. We actually ended up in the loft with TV later in the afternoon as the Rose Bowl was beginning. I think I fell asleep on the sofa some time during the first quarter and woke up about supper time. Lucky for me, Mark had picked up pizza at the store earlier, so our meal was taken care of. I thought that having some Mountain Dew with the pizza would be the perfect "pick me up" for the remainder of the evening, so I proceeded to finish off this horrendous looking soda that Mark had brought home after his warehouse open house earlier in the month.
Our evening progressed nicely and Mark turned in sometime around 7:00. I was enjoying the remainder of a couple football bowl games as the SEC teams managed to make comebacks from their slow starts. I was also making a comeback from my earlier lethargy I was feeling after my late afternoon nap. I was enjoying going through old Christmas pictures on the computer, especially since my sister mentioned to me how the little magnifying glass icon works for checking out each shot. I examined pictures from our last six Christmases. Hard to believe how time has flown since we had our first Christmas Eve here in Georgetown in 2007.
I usually am ready to go to bed around 11:00, but was still looking at pictures at 12:30 when I realized that I should turn in. It wasn't long after that I was wishing I hadn't downed three (or four?) glasses of mountain dew. I'm so used to dropping off to sleep after only ten minutes or so that I was uncomfortably tossing and turning. This isn't an easy task given my four furry friends nestling into all the various comfy places created by my sleeping position. Anyway, let's just say I didn't get a lot of sleep last night as I was still awake when Mark's alarm went off at 2:30. I've figured out a lot of the things we need to do for Christina's wedding dress and the Vinalhaven wedding....maybe I should have written them down.
As Mark was getting ready for work, I relented and started back on my reading. I'm about a third of the way through Andre Agassi's book, "Open" about his life story. I have to say it is so awesome getting to know about this incredible person who just happens to be a great tennis player. I think I read four chapters before I gave sleeping another shot.
Long story short here, having a bit of a rough morning. But, I'm happy to report that I have started my 2013 Upper Room. The cover depicts the three kings who knelt before the baby Jesus with their gifts. I've been enlightened these past years that these wise men did not arrive days after the birth as I believed in childhood, but came possibly a year and a half or so later. My minister's wife even told me that when she places her nativity figures out, she puts the wisemen clear across their apartment to make the setting more historically correct. I love learning more about this awesome true story!
I've read the first two daily devotions for 2013, as well as the opening letter from the publisher on page five reminding us that Ash Wednesday falls on February 13 this year. It's good to be reminded of this so as not to tell the first person you encounter with ashes that they have something on their face, been there....done that....many times. Hopefully, I won't do it this year.
It looks to be a beautiful, yet cold day outside. I hope you are having an awesome start to your New Year. I may be ready for a nap sometime before Louisville and Florida take the field later today. Right now I better get around and get my four furry friends fed. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
Our evening progressed nicely and Mark turned in sometime around 7:00. I was enjoying the remainder of a couple football bowl games as the SEC teams managed to make comebacks from their slow starts. I was also making a comeback from my earlier lethargy I was feeling after my late afternoon nap. I was enjoying going through old Christmas pictures on the computer, especially since my sister mentioned to me how the little magnifying glass icon works for checking out each shot. I examined pictures from our last six Christmases. Hard to believe how time has flown since we had our first Christmas Eve here in Georgetown in 2007.
I usually am ready to go to bed around 11:00, but was still looking at pictures at 12:30 when I realized that I should turn in. It wasn't long after that I was wishing I hadn't downed three (or four?) glasses of mountain dew. I'm so used to dropping off to sleep after only ten minutes or so that I was uncomfortably tossing and turning. This isn't an easy task given my four furry friends nestling into all the various comfy places created by my sleeping position. Anyway, let's just say I didn't get a lot of sleep last night as I was still awake when Mark's alarm went off at 2:30. I've figured out a lot of the things we need to do for Christina's wedding dress and the Vinalhaven wedding....maybe I should have written them down.
As Mark was getting ready for work, I relented and started back on my reading. I'm about a third of the way through Andre Agassi's book, "Open" about his life story. I have to say it is so awesome getting to know about this incredible person who just happens to be a great tennis player. I think I read four chapters before I gave sleeping another shot.
Long story short here, having a bit of a rough morning. But, I'm happy to report that I have started my 2013 Upper Room. The cover depicts the three kings who knelt before the baby Jesus with their gifts. I've been enlightened these past years that these wise men did not arrive days after the birth as I believed in childhood, but came possibly a year and a half or so later. My minister's wife even told me that when she places her nativity figures out, she puts the wisemen clear across their apartment to make the setting more historically correct. I love learning more about this awesome true story!
I've read the first two daily devotions for 2013, as well as the opening letter from the publisher on page five reminding us that Ash Wednesday falls on February 13 this year. It's good to be reminded of this so as not to tell the first person you encounter with ashes that they have something on their face, been there....done that....many times. Hopefully, I won't do it this year.
It looks to be a beautiful, yet cold day outside. I hope you are having an awesome start to your New Year. I may be ready for a nap sometime before Louisville and Florida take the field later today. Right now I better get around and get my four furry friends fed. Have a great day and stay safe. luv, Susan
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