A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
It is a beautiful day in Mt. Juliet. The sun is out, and the last bit of color is still glowing here and there amidst the ever increasing dull hues that winter brings a blanket for. The one thing I do not like about this time of year is the in-between.…
The clock keeps moving and I am slow to follow.
I finally have a day at home and I don’t want to waste it, but I am having trouble getting started.
Maybe a cup of coffee would help.
All I want to do, is curl up with a blanket and the laptop…
No pictures tonight. I’m tired. I’ve been getting ready to go. We are heading to Atlanta tomorrow to celebrate our anniversary. Sunday will mark 12 years of divinely matched support, encouragement, faithfulness and fun.
I may or may not have men…
…they’ll be done.There is still some sanding, there are some pieces of molding that have to be found, and then all the trim has to be painted. Maybe today.Here’s the last area that needs finishing yet. The ceiling will have to be pain…
It’s not completely finished but almost. The hallway still has bare sheetrock and unsanded mud to conquer before the final drops of paint are part of the walls. It took all day to do this job too so I was rewarded for all my watching and finding things…
The long ago toilet leak fix up project is finally being finished. A new contractor showed up this morning and my kitchen is being painted as I type. I promise to post pictures at some point. Right now, I’m just trying to catch my breath.
The fir…
I don’t like to admit deficiency. I don’t like to accept weakness. I don’t like to complain in any public forum that my circumstances are less than perfect. I don’t like sympathy. I always feel that I’ve overstated my complaint when I receive it, but…
We had a big Halloween in the neighborhood, with the neighbors pulling out the hot dogs and chili along with s’mores and more. There were lots of kids but we still have lots of candy left-over. Kris took the older two boys to our church’s Fall Fest on…
I didn’t write about Thursday and it was somewhat noteworthy. We made our last trip to Kentucky. For a long time now we have been going to an Amish farm to purchase raw and organic items, but they are changing their business and with the current circum…
A sweet little child named Bunny,
Had an outlook on life that was sunny.
She could sing in the rain,
She could laugh through great pain,
But to mock her odd name was unfunny.