Saturday, May 30, 2009
IT'S WORKING!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
DANCING DOLLS


Thursday, May 21, 2009
TRASH OR TREASURE??
This is my favorite treasure that I have found. It also has sentimental value which makes it priceless. My daddy died when I was five years old...in 1958....and he had a store prior to his death. A few months ago I saw this OLD grocery buggy behind a shed on family property. It hit me that this probably came from my daddy's store. I went and asked a relative about the buggy and was told that it did indeed come from my daddy's store. I LOVE THIS BUGGY. It is so small compared to the ones we have today...and no place for a child to sit....guess children didn't go with their mama to the store back then. I have plans for it also....and of course it will involve plants. I think my husband really thinks I've lost my mind. He didn't say a word but kinda looks at me when I told him what I'm planning to do. I can hardly wait to show you pictures when I finish the project.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
GRADUATION FROM PRE-K
Sunday, May 17, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

I LOVE antiques.....there's just something about having an item that is OLD. This picture is an antique. That's right....it is OLD....56 years old for sure. It's a picture of me when I was just a baby, and today I am 56. I'm an antique. WOW! Guess that makes me valuable. I don't have many scratches or broken parts (yet) so I'm in pretty good condition. Does that make me more valuable? Just kidding..... I remember when I was young thinking of someone who was in their 50's as "old"....but I really don't feel old. I'm feel blessed. God has been so good to me. I have a wonderful family and good health. I'm thankful to be able to say that I am 56 years OLD today.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
A GIFT FROM THE HEART
I want to share a gift that I received on Mother's Day many years ago. It was from my daughter while she was in college (and had NO money). I have told her many times that it is my favorite gift that she has ever given me (which includes those she spent too much money for) and it breaks my heart that it is fading with age. I know that you can't see very well from the picture, but she took time to write each verse with a different colored pencil and she used a frame that she already had. I'm going to type the words so you can read them below. Also, this is to remind you moms who think that the "little" things you do aren't worth the effort.....maybe one day you will know that they made a difference.
THANK YOU....for all those notes you would hide in my lunchbox....for knowing that "Daddy's Girls" love their Moms, too...FOR PLAYING HI-HO-CHERRY-O WITH ME!...making me my own, special potato salad minus eggs, pickles, & onions...teaching me how to be a woman, while letting me stay your little girl....letting us have the HOMECOMING FLOAT at our house every year....always taking us to church....being a cool parent.....for coming to see me play softball - even though we never won....TUCKING ME IN EVERY NIGHT...for making sure that Santa left the presents unwrapped....for knowing when to say exactly what I needed to hear; and when to say nothing at all...not hanging up until you say "I LOVE YOU"....peeling tomatoes for me....and all the other wonderful things that make you who you are, and make me who I am.
Monday, May 11, 2009
M & M's ANYONE
Saturday, May 9, 2009
REMEMBERING TWO MOTHERS
There is a very popular writing that has sold many copies entitled "Everything I Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten". If you have read it you may say that there is truth in it's words. I have to disagree to some extent and have my own idea. I would have to say that most 'Everything I Need To Know I Learned From These Two Mothers'. The first picture is one of my mother and my daughter and son (quite a few years ago). As I began looking for pictures I had a hard time finding a picture of my mother by herself. I see so much strength when I remember my mother. I was five years old when my daddy passed away and she raised me by herself. I never knew there was an option of whether we would go to church or stay home. If it was Sunday or even Wednesday night...you were at church. She gave me an offering to give each Sunday morning. I never heard my mother speak against anyone. She taught me to love unconditionally. Mother worked extremely hard. In fact, until she became too sick, she worked in a steel plant and did the job that men did so she could provide for us. She taught me to love God and my family more than any thing. My mother loved people and they loved her. My friends from high school would come home with me to see my mother. I lost my mother in 1996. There aren't many days that go by that I don't think about her. I am so thankful for what she taught me.
The next mother I had who taught me was my mother-in-law. I loved her like my own mother. I learned so much from her and I knew that she loved me too. She had four boys and no girls but her sons gave her daughters when they married. She battled cancer for many years but continued to carry on her life. One day on a trip back from a chemo treatment she told me these words "My body tells me to go to bed but my head says if you go to bed you won't get up". She didn't go to bed....she continued to stay up and about until a week before she passed away. She didn't offer her opinion much, but when she did you knew that it was thought through and you better take it! We canned soup, made pickles, and made sweet potato pies together. She could teach a Sunday School class like no one else I've heard. She looked forward each year to the time all her children would be together for the holiday.

Life was hard for both of these ladies. They didn't have much in terms of money....but they were rich when it came to love and what they gave. When I read Proverbs 31:28 Her children arise and call her blessed, I can't help but know that this verse was written for both MY mothers.


Life was hard for both of these ladies. They didn't have much in terms of money....but they were rich when it came to love and what they gave. When I read Proverbs 31:28 Her children arise and call her blessed, I can't help but know that this verse was written for both MY mothers.
Friday, May 8, 2009
A SPECIAL SURPRISE
I LOVE surprises.....especially when you are least expecting to receive something. This morning at work my sweet friend, Codie, walked in with this cute planter full of different herbs. I couldn't believe it because I had read her blog earlier and commented about how much I loved these. She had not read my comment yet and brought me one. This is a special weekend for this girl....she graduates from Alabama tomorrow.....ROLL TIDE!!! I am so proud of her. Thanks, Codie, for making my day so special.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
IT CAN BE DONE!
These are his peas and corn! Most of the houses are VERY CLOSE, but on the right side of his house is an empty lot. He took a tiller and tilled the back side and made him a garden. He also has squash (that I don't have a picture of). Let's just pray no one decides to build a house before he gets some of these yummy fresh vegetables. I told him that he would definitely have enough for his neighbors. After seeing what a great job he did planting his garden, two thoughts came to my mind.....1. Where there's a will....there's a way. 2. You might take someone out of the country ...but you can't take the country out of them!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
FINISHED AT LAST!
Friday, May 1, 2009
SUGAR & SPICE & EVERYTHING NICE!
This is Maddie. She looks so much like her daddy and is full of life. Every time she saw me making a picture she would strike a pose where she stuck her arms out. We are going back the end of May for her first dance recital. She told me that she would be "on stage".
Breanna has her own "sour straw". She loves to dance and is a pretty good gymnist. She will be eight years old later this month. I love these girls so much.....can't wait to see them again.
Breanna has her own "sour straw". She loves to dance and is a pretty good gymnist. She will be eight years old later this month. I love these girls so much.....can't wait to see them again.
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