Tea for Me
This tea helped me so much last week. Amy gave it to me over a year ago and I love it. I have rationed it so that I can have it during my most needy moments. Sore throats are comforted by this orange yumminess.
A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
This tea helped me so much last week. Amy gave it to me over a year ago and I love it. I have rationed it so that I can have it during my most needy moments. Sore throats are comforted by this orange yumminess.
Anyone need Christmas cards this season?You don’t have to buy them from Etsy…you can get them from me directly. I have four printed designs and in two weeks will have a few fabric cards to choose from as well.
Sweet June with her great expectation,
Labored weeks on the feast preparation.
Days spent on looking,
Hours on cooking,
Mere minutes on real celebration.
Last weekend after the baby shower, my friend Gabrielle and I met up at Maggianos for dinner. She is in school and taking a music appreciation course that requires her to attend a musical theater event. She invited me to join her so I bought dinner and…
From the hill where we often turn into our neighborhood you can see the slightest outline of the Nashville skyline. The sun was setting last Sunday afternoon and as we crossed the street into the subdivision I stuck my little Canon PowerShot out the pas…
Last Saturday I helped host a baby shower for three women in our Sunday school class. They are due in December and January and the timing worked out to host their shower at the church all at the same time. It was fun.I made a cake and after I had i…
A girl who was sad and forlorn,
Cupped her hands ore the heart that was torn,
She protected it well,
As her countenance fell,
And her life traded flower for thorn.
I’m at the dealership again. Getting our little van serviced. Last time I had internet access. This time it seems to be unavailable to me. Thankfully I have my little phone to keep me occupied and in touch. I just don’t like typing on it, so bye.
I really, really, do.
A stingy man known as Tom Gold,
Was not young, nor was he old.
He scrounged and he saved,
But missed what he craved,
And he died all alone in the cold.