...the blur is gone!Several weeks ago when Brian and Matthew were in the car, Brian noticed something interesting on a license plate. He pointed it out, but Matthew couldn't see it. That's when we decided to have Matthew's vision tested and, sure enough, he needed glasses. This past Saturday, I took Matthew to the store to pick up his glasses and was both shocked and delighted by his response. As we walked out of the building he exclaimed, "I can read that sign over there!" And proceeded to read the name and telephone number listed. "And I can read that sign!" "Holy cow! Dad was right! I had no idea how good glasses would make me feel." I smiled a lot as we drove home, and particularly enjoyed this repeated statement: "This is awesome! I can see so much!" Even as we pulled into the driveway, Matthew marveled at the trees - admitting he had never seen the individual leaves before. I had no idea his distance vision was so poor! The cutest part of the whole thing, though, was not Matthew's comments. The part I like best is that he chose glasses just like his dad's. Now I have two guys with four eyes. Aren't they handsome???
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Have I mentioned before how much I am looking forward to speaking for the Fall Women's Conference at Cran-Hill Ranch in September?Silly question. I know I've
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Tuesday, July 17, 2012
I was driving a group of residents to the grocery store in Edgewood's bus.I came upon a stop sign and *might* have not come to a complete stop. Then, from the back of the bus I heard L ask, "Is that what you call a rolling stop?" Uh, yeah. I guess. *ahem*
Monday, July 16, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
One person can leave a big hole.B has been moping all week because he misses her. H can barely talk about anything besides why she left. The dining room doesn't look the same without her scurrying around wiping tables. I missed her at exercise class. And our Walmart trip. And bowling. And she would have been at Pizza Night, too. But she wasn't. Last Friday, C moved away from Edgewood. She is closer to her family now and in a memory care facility where she can get the kind of attention she really needs. This move is a good thing for her. I know God is with her and taking care of her. But I'm still sad. Just like half the people at Edgewood. C is such a dear, dear woman and we all miss her greatly. It's like a piece of our hearts has been taken away. Indeed, one person can leave a big hole.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Picture this:It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon. I had my 'chores' done and decided to go out and lay on the swing. As I rested with my eyes shut (Not sleeping, mind you. Because, how can I really sleep when every few minutes I need to push myself again to keep the swing rocking? I sooooo wish someone made automatic swings for grown-ups like they do for babies!) Joshua walked out onto the deck and called, "Matthew, where are you?""Over here," came the reply. Joshua walked over to him and they began talking about something. The only thing I heard was Matthew saying, "I'm not going to do it on the deck because Mom is sleeping." Silly kid didn't know my dilemma with choosing between napping and swinging. But that's when I figured out what they were doing. The day before, Brian had purchased firecrackers and the boys were now planning to use up the rest of them. The first time they played with those extremely LOUD uh, things, they had been on the deck. About six feet away from where I was presently laying. Matthew's words made sense to me now. Since he thought I was sleeping, he considered it a better idea to shoot the firecrackers in the driveway, so as not to disturb my slumber. Yeah. Because firecrackers at a distance of 20 feet are so much more quiet than those at a distance of six. haha!
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
I don't like to be a nag.I really don't. But sometimes, my son simply doesn't give me an option. When he ignores me, pretends not to hear me, or goes directly against what I'm saying, well... I
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
I know grown-ups try to do what's right. I realize we're doing our best to protect kids from the dangers they don't see or understand. But sometimes I observe things which make me wonder...Sunday afternoon I was in the check-out lane at the grocery store and an adorable little girl in the next lane caught my eye. As I stood watching her, she became interested in the carousel holding the groceries. She reached up to touch the carousel as the cashier was getting ready to turn it and the little girl's grandmother (At least I'm guessing it was her grandmother. She looked too old to be her mom. IMHO) let out a howl-of-sorts and said, "Don't touch that! You'll go to the hospital. REALLY! You'll cut off your finger and go right to the hospital!" I contained my laughter, but thought to myself, REALLY??? Do you want that little girl to believe anything you tell her? 'Cause what you just said is way overboard, ma'am. I'm just sayin.'
Monday, July 09, 2012
OK, so I went a little longer than usual with this devotion. I hope you'll stick with me through the end!If you'd like to start reading through the Bible, here's a link for you. You may set it up to begin on the first or fifteenth day of any month.
Friday, July 06, 2012
Sometimes you just need a nap.I chuckle occasionally when someone at Edgewood tells me about their busy, busy day. How they washed a load of clothes, made their bed, AND walked to the dining room for lunch. They insist they must take a nap if they're going to make it to Euchre that evening. But right now I'm facing that same feeling. I have this post to write, but I'm so tired I feel I must take a nap if I'm going to make it through dinner prep in an hour. No creative thoughts are flowing here, anyway. So I'm just going to lay down now. Because sometimes you just need a nap.
Thursday, July 05, 2012
So, how did you spend your Fourth of July???Besides celebrating my dependence, I spent several hours working on a rental house with Brian and one of our friends. Yes. We know how to have a good time! Though, our anniversary at a rental beats this most recent episode. Anyway, we went to this house to get work done, and get it done - we did! In spite of the fact that it was nearly 100 degrees outside, the house is not air conditioned, and we only had one working fan. Oh, was it ever HOT in there! Even so, I wiped down walls and cabinets in the kitchen in preparation for painting. Only stopped wiping the walls long enough to wipe the sweat off my head and arms and neck and...you get the picture. About mid-afternoon, our friend had to leave. After his departure, I was able to get more comfortable and Brian and I went to town with the painting. We're quite a team, you know, and the kitchen is finished. *Yea!* And the really good news is, I didn't get paint on my clothes. Granted, there was paint on my arm and shoulder and legs and feet. But my clothes got off scot-free! Er, that is, they just got off. Once Royce left the house, I stripped down to the bare minimum. It was that hot! *wink*
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
It's the Fourth of July! And while we spend the day celebrating our country's independence by enjoying cookouts and fireworks, I am taking time to celebrate my personal dependence.That is, today I am going to spend time thanking God for rescuing me from my independent, self-centered life and bringing me to a place of utter dependence on HIM. Through a variety of circumstances and situations, God pursued me and brought me into a relationship with Himself. And over the years He has shown me I cannot do this life without Him. I am completely and desperately dependent on Him. God is my eternal hope, my everlasting joy, my perfect peace. And today I am celebrating my dependence on the One who is my everything. Are you with me???
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
So last week I had a terrible headache and felt sick to my stomach. I went to bed feeling miserable. Brian came to bed shortly after I had lay down. I must have been making pathetic little whimpering noises, or something, because he asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?" I really didn't think there was, so I said, "No." After a little more tossing and whimpering, Brian said, "Do you want me to clean the toilet for you?" What a guy! And what could I say, except, "Yes, please."So, he did. And I used it. Ah, yes. Cleaning the toilet so your wife can have a fresh place to vomit. This is love! *wink*
Monday, July 02, 2012
I spent Thursday at Lake Michigan with my husband and kids, and we went up north to spend the weekend with my parents. That....left no time for me to do a video devotion. So I'm going back into my archives and picking one of my favorites from a couple years ago to share again. Enjoy!