Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Our Etsy store has also continued to increase! We are up to 80 sales and are believing for 100 sales by January 28th which is the date we had our very first sale (a set of magnets my sister made). I really enjoy having the store and having a place to sell whatever I decide to make.
Well, I thought I could do a longer post to let you know I may be back (more so after Christmas probably), but I'm now due to go for a walk in this 19 degree weather. Thank God it is sunny!!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Also in the meantime, sales have picked up in our Etsy store (we are up to 35 sales!) and orders from people locally. We've really been working hard to get everything done AND make new product to put in our store. This is a good thing, but means other things might go by the wayside for a bit until we're able to get back to them. Between the computer and selling our wares, I'm doing all I can right now. But never fear, you are not forgotten!
FYI--our Santa Fe is now fixed from the hail damage it sustained upon return from our vacation to New Mexico (freak hailstorm with everything from pea size hail to baseball size hail--yikes) and our neighbors got a new air-conditioner! Yeah to both!!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I suppose I may also owe you an explanation for my month and a half absence from blogging. It was kind of a combination of things for me starting with the fact that the pleasure of doing was almost overriden by my obsessive need to post almost daily. While that is something I'd like to do, it can get to be a burden rather than a blessing and then it's time to stop for a bit and return. I was also having to take care of a lot of housework I'd put off to get my Etsy store up and running (20 sales so far!!) and I spent a lot of time cleaning it and getting ready to go on our family vacation to New Mexico for my parent's 40th anniversary (lots of fun, although tiring as I seemed to always be getting up much earlier than you should get up on vacation) (would like to share it with you, but I also have lots of other things that happened in between to share as well, but it will probably just have to be when I get around to it as I'm not going to push myself and am going to keep my house a bit cleaner and work on some paintings). I was also a little sad and was still dealing with the death of not only my grandad, but my grandma from a year ago. It's hard to lose two so close together, really three within a four year period and to go from having four to having one. I'm slowly adjusting.
There you have it. Thankfully, the cologne smell has slowly abated and now I'm hearing whatever dramatic movie he is watching (can tell it's dramatic from the way the music soars, then crescendos). I just hope it isn't Titanic as I can only watch/listen to that movie so many times because 1) it always ends the same and 2) I'm slightly claustrophobic and when the ship fills up with water it gets a bit hard to breathe and I have to remind myself I'm not underwater with them. One might wish he'd just close the window, but he can't as either their air-conditioner is broken and/or they can't afford to run it. He HAS to have the window open and I sure don't begrudge him whatever air he can get, especially when the temperature has been steadily in the upper 90's and 100's. So keep the musky cologne wafting and the dramatic movies playing!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
The rest of my focus has went into a garage sale that my cousin and I are having today! Those are a lot of work, but the reward of getting free of a bunch of junk (and getting paid for it) is a beautiful thing! I'll let you know how it goes. It is 4:45 am and I'm awake and need to start getting ready. We've got to try to get set up by 7:30 am because you want to be ready for those people who come early and we'd like them to see what we have rather than just a bunch of un-opened boxes!!! (I'm taking the last of 3 full vehicle loads over there with me.) (Yes, I've had all that extra in my garage for more than a year!)
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
This is heading back up to the trail from the "dump." I liked these twisting, curling vines with a bit of greenery and wanted to show them to you.
A bit of bad news about our trail--they are "closing" it for who knows how long to make renovations to it (alledgedly a bike trail and a jogging trail side by side). I sure hope it doesn't take them as long as it does when they work on the streets. Again, I have no idea why they would have to close a two mile stretch at one time. I'd think a mile at a time would be enough to work on at once. I don't like being displaced and I wonder what all the other regulars are going to do in the meantime. Aaarggghhh. Well, it hasn't closed yet, so we'll continue our walks by the river as long as we can.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
We went to a wonderful, illustrated Easter service tonight. Before it started, I wondered why I do that to myself year after year. It's hard (for me) to re-live what Jesus went through. To see him whipped, mocked, jeered, crucified and all the while sticking to his plan is really amazing. He'd let nothing deter him from us. I couldn't have done it (and that's what I tell him as I'm watching "him" get whipped). I'm glad he did do it.
Tonight, I really emphasized with Peter. I wish I could say I was like a Peter, but of all Jesus' disciples, I'm probably most like Thomas striving to be like Peter. (Same thing with Mary and Martha--I wish I was a Mary sitting at Jesus' feet, but I like to make sure everyone is taken care of so I would have been slaving away in the kitchen wishing I could be out sitting at Jesus' feet and resenting Mary a bit. But hey, everyone wants to eat, though, right? Someone's got to cook the food.) Peter just loves Jesus. He met him when he was just working at his job, fishing, and he was never the same again. Jesus told all the disciples many times exactly what was going to happen to him, but when it actually happened, it seemed so unbelievable to them. He had a way of talking that was so direct and straightforward, yet so profound and so riddle like. Peter just didn't get it. None of them did. They didn't understand when he went to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray and asked them to pray with him, but they fell asleep. They had no idea what was going on and no inkling of things to come, despite Jesus having told them. And Peter was so striken when he denied Jesus those three times and realized what he had done. And then they took Jesus and crucified him and there was Peter, devastated because of what he had done and because Jesus was gone. What a dark few days for them until they found out the tomb was empty. When they went rushing to see and indeed, found it empty, then in a burst of light Jesus appears. Peter grabs Jesus in a massive bear hug and just squeezes him so tight. Jesus motions to Peter to go tell the others he is alive and Peter starts to run off to do it, then abruptly turns around and runs full on at Jesus and grabs him again in an exuberant hug and lifts him right off his feet. He finally sets him down and runs off to tell the others. Peter just goes full tilt. And on Peter, the rock, Jesus built the church. Amazing.
It's the same with others--Lazarus, the woman with the issue of blood, the woman caught in the act of adultery, the leper. Seems like anyone who had looked at Jesus, who had Jesus look at them, speak to them, or touch them in any way, was never the same. I think when he looked at them, they could see it in his eyes. His eyes must radiate such intense love, power, and assurance that they couldn't help but be changed by him. I think it is the same today. Anyone who has encountered Jesus, has had divine intervention, who has been overwhelmed by his love and his goodness and his graciousness, who has truly seen him, isn't the same. I've encountered Jesus and I'm not the same. If you haven't encountered Jesus yet, just wait. He knows where you are and he cares about you. I have a feeling when you look in his eyes, you won't be the same either.
So, on this Easter Sunday, I wish I could say you'll find me out with a palm branch in the street laughing, dancing, singing, crying, and shouting "Hosanna in the Highest." That would, of course, all hinge on Jesus riding down my street on a donkey and the availability of a palm branch. I have a feeling, though, if Jesus were to ride down my street, I'd be in a pile wherever I fell totally overwhelmed by his presence with tears streaming down my face unable to speak a word. But in my heart, I'd be dancing, singing, and shouting "Hosanna!"
Monday, April 6, 2009
On a side note (seeing how the geese all hang out together), Bippa and I are missing Pooker who is in New York on business (which is none of your business) (whaat? have you never seen the movie Clue?). He'll only be gone one night, but he is loved and missed. We're waiting for a phone call (probably after he gets back to his hotel after eating supper in Hell's Kitchen (not the TV show's Hell's Kitchen). In the meantime, I'm working on making some cards and updating this blog and am perched over my keyboard manning our store waiting for the next sale. It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
It's really kind of sad, but this tree (and others like it) have simply fallen right off the edge of the river due to the large amounts of rain we've gotten at one time. There are places where along with the trees, the path has also disappeared. This has all happened within the past year. It's just wrong somehow to have this big, majestic tree with all its roots exposed, laying there dying. Once again, the circle of life rears its head and I have to flow gracefully along with it.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Yesterday, my sister (Nee) said a good friend of hers (who loves her creations) offered to take our items in with her to the school she teaches at and sell them for us! How nice and yes, please! Then, Pooker said his peeps at work wanted to see some samples of my stuff (after having sent a cake (from Merritt's) with him to work (last person who has a birthday brings the stuff for the next one) and a card I'd made for them to pass around and sign. They loved the card and told him to bring some of my stuff in. Wow! Two requests in a day. I've got to get busy and make more stuff to send in with both peeps as I can't/won't take items off my Etsy store to send in. This will take some time, but I'm more than happy to see where it goes.
Another friend also called yesterday and was needing me to cover some of the fake Dr. appointments next week (to help train residents by sending in "fake" patients that they don't know are fake until the end of the visit). It's like doing improv on the stage. A little frightening, but fun to do. I think the patient I am playing this go around has Irritable Bowel Syndrome. (Yes, let's talk about poop's consistency and color.)
In case you were wondering about the funeral, it was very nice. Grandad looked great (so great even that Grandma looked at him and said if he had looked this good, she wouldn't have let him go). They do a great job at the funeral home out there. They are able to erase years and illness quite wonderfully. It was a sad day. I cried on and off at various times, but really cried hard when at the end of the funeral, the congregation sang "Victory in Jesus." That song is a good one, but not one you'd think you'd cry over. When the congregation started singing, something in me just snapped. It was as if I could still hear Grandad singing that song and it made me sad that he is gone and I'll have to wait to hear him sing again. I couldn't join in until near the end of the third verse (complete with tears streaming down my face). I think we were all glad when that day was over and we could move forward. It was like the release of weight off our shoulders because Grandad was taken care of and we don't have to worry and pray and wonder and be in limbo anymore. Neither does he. In fact, I think he's got the better end of this deal.
Well, gotta get to my crafts if I'm going to have a nice selection for people to choose from. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. They were felt and they do make a difference.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Once again, God has been so gracious to us. Instead of having Grandad waste away slowly for years in a nursing home (again, with no quality of life), he went ahead and took him to heaven. That is truly gracious (and you know that if you've had any association with the elderly and nursing homes, especially with dementia and Alzheimer's). I am overwhelmed with God's graciousness, not only to Grandad, but to us.
I'm sorry to have to do this, peeps, but I probably won't be able to blog anymore this week as I have things to do to get ready to go. I'll try to resume next week as I've got lots to show you (as usual). In the meantime, take care of yourselves and try to make it through a blogless week as best you can. (I just know I'm the highlight of some of you all's days!)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
1989 Wilton Reindeer
1970's made in Hong Kong
My sister went home a week ago and she helped our Mama clean out some things in her kitchen to help her better organize her stuff (it was getting difficult to get to some of the pans and such). They unearthed these vintage cookie cutters and she decided she could part with them. So, they are now for sale in our Etsy store (thanks, Mom!).