Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
I like this Johnny Cash song. There is something about those blue eyes. I feel the same way. My dad has those piercing blue eyes. My husband has those take notice blue eyes. Both my girls have their father's bright blue eyes.
One of the most famous for his blue eyes, Paul Newman died recently. He once said, he thought there was something to the idea of the farmer who put back his money into the land. He was referring to his charity work. His motivation was not to be seen as a saint. He just thought it was the right thing to do.
I read a book written by his daughter a few years ago. She recounted a story of her dad giving an unlikely gift, especially from a wealthy actor. He bought her and her mother wooden racks to dry plastic bags after washing them to reuse them. She mentioned he had such great joy in this item. He knew it would be something they would not want to live without.
I know Paul Newman was a great actor. I admit, I know him more from his Newman's Own product line. I do remember those blue eyes...
Thursday, September 25, 2008
I grew up with my mom using these mixing bowls. Today I learned that they are a set of four--we only had two. I wonder if mom bought them at a garage sale or something. My mom loved garage sales.
I can't imagine that two were broken my whole life. I have no memory of having more than the two. There were a lot of cookies made in those bowls. I made scones today in the large one.
I love having these bowls. They are a gentle reminder of my childhood.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
1. I don't like purple.
2. I have been to 48 states.
3. I have been to a Rod Stewart concert.
4. I have never watched American Idol.
5. I love magazines.
6. I watch French movies, they are my favorite.
7. I still hold out hope that I excel in some sport, some day.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I went to the new donut place on the way to work. I look in the case. I spot it! Apple fritters, my favorite. I thought the ones from Publix were good---then I had a bite of this one. Melt in your mouth deliciousness. It was all flakey and appley.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I am late, like ten years late, in discovering this book. I read it this weekend. I love the relationship between professor and student. The relationship remains all these years later.
"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops." Henry Adams
The books ends with a question.
"Have you ever really had a teacher? One who saw you as a raw but precious thing, a jewel that, with wisdom, could be polished to a proud shine."
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
the daughter of Beecher and Patty--named in honor of my grandmothers--from Festus, MO--the sister of Jason--giddy about Barbie--a graduate of Southeast Missouri State University--a wife to Josh--a teacher--a resident of Alabama--the mother of Delaney--the mother of Claire--a member of Trinity Baptist Church--a Preschool teacher--a scrapbook maker--a lover of thrift stores--aware of the grief of losing a mother to cancer--a wanna be student of theology--learning to listen without a response--sure one day Charlie Brown will get that kite to fly--a Jimmy Buffett fan--sure that all is well with the world when I see and hear the ocean--aware that I don't have all the answers--striving to see God in the everyday--a collector of fifty year old Pyrex--surrounded by more friends than I deserve--
I am about to admit an awful secret, one that should not be used against me. If you can not live up to that arrangement, do not read further.
Some claim I am a patient person, they have never seen me at my weakest hour. Homework. I know my daughter is a bright girl. I think she should get it right--the first time. I get frustrated, she gets frustrated...
Admitting it is the first step to recovery right?
Saturday, September 13, 2008
I found this treasure yesterday for a quarter. I have the matching cup already. I was so happy, I had to share. This a serious happy find. I quietly picked it up, while screaming and jumping up and down inside.
I love The Hangar Thrift Store. It brings me much happiness (for a quarter).
Thursday, September 11, 2008
There are several phrases I was not familiar with in my life before AL. "I go for Alabama/Auburn/etc." is one of them. This means you are a fan of the team. Tonight at dinner, Claire says she is for Alabama. We ask about it, she says "Auburn is (and points down)". We talk about how she can be a fan of whatever team she wants, that Daddy is an Arkansas fan because that is where he grew up. We tell her she could tell her teacher the "Whoo Pig" Arkansas thing. Claire decides maybe she'll go for Arkansas.
Claire's kindergarten teacher apparently is an Alabama fan. While thinking about this, I realized we have known what team all of their teachers "go" for. Delaney's kindergarten teacher was an Auburn fan. Her first grade teacher was an Alabama fan. Yes, it seems in Alabama that is must be made known who you go for.
You can not be a silent observer forever. I fear one day I will have to go for a team. I wonder where the girls will go to college? I hope to have another 10 years before I have to decide.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
There are many, many skirts on the rack. Not one size medium. I try a small, it is ill fitting. I go and dig, yes there are that many. Yet, not one medium in the store. I guess all the target running skirt wears in the area are my size.
Yeah, I found one! It is even on a sale rack. It is a medium. It fits perfectly. It is an odd blue plaid. Of all the choices, blue plaid it is.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
All the speakers at the convention go on and on....
It was the same last week. I can hardly keep my eyes open...
I had a thought about this. It is like my thoughts on Praise and Worship choruses...when you repeat it over and over. I feel this is just to build emotion, and I don't like it. I don't care for my emotions being toyed with.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
I am making this for dinner tonight. Yesterday we had jerk chicken, black beans, and yellow rice. I am using the leftover chicken and black beans tonight. It smells great.
We had a great weekend. We swam, we had friends over, we ate. Sounds like a good end of the summer to me.