Saturday, February 27, 2016

By the Grace of God, is a more than just a good interjection! (With a little help from my friends!)

I hear many pontificators speaking lofty words and thinking and discussing the events of the day ie. Chris Christie and Warren Buffett this week.
 As we have become one with each other in a political self governing country, we must hold each other accountable that our words take the big picture into consideration. I will give myself to do what I can do to do and be a betterment to my family and then the world about me.  I won't shut my eyes to the problems inside and outside my home.  I won't isolate and not participate.
 God bless those whose responsibility it is to use their finances to do more than talk. God bless those who pray for what they see in God's Word is the will of God for our nation and our communities. God bless those whose governing sets out a course of rectifying the distresses that we have inherited. By the Grace of God, I will be true to my intentions. I will see and pray and give and direct toward God's glory and not just my own comforts! My brother, perhaps your intentions are above you, we are thinking as we hear debates and sermons about the intentions of great talkers. My sister, your words are here and your actions don't match and we pray, Lord don't let lofty intentions lead my sibling away from all intents and purposes, in lostness or insanity. That is how I feel when I see a young mother. You are limited and you are totally engrossed in your intentions, but what we do when we feel them above us is the litmus test.
Let it go?  What happens then?  Perhaps we give up too easily.  Let us hold each other up in prayer and in commitment to agree to help one another in the follow through...Could we?
Might we?

rendering by Ben 2003 That is who Binnie was to me, not just mom's friend.  She was an example of somebody, who was at my wedding and seeing her reminded me, verbally and otherwise the easiest way to keep this vow is to hold on tight!  Everytime I saw her, she showed me her priorities in keeping the vows that she had committed to.
  I felt blessed to know her priorities and see her working them out.  Life is not all spiritual, she showed, there are earthly components of your spiritual vow and these are mine, she said.


May God comfort her family at her loss.  She showed me that she kept it and I could too.

 We are going to miss you like crazy!

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Friday, February 12, 2016

Monday, February 8, 2016

Well....We lost, where's the emoticon to show that emotion?

Of all of the emoticons and emojis and whatnots, no words, good or bad, can put a bandaid on a State.   We, NC inhabitants, transplants and visitors and friends saw a wonderful thing happen, the rise of hope, from the ashes of defeat.
   We had and still have an enormous sense of comradery that those fellows gave to us.  Thank you Panthers for performing through the season so excellently that we held your coattails into the Super Bowl.  You put us on the map of hope and excellence.  We love it and we love you for doing so very well this whole season.
Enjoy your well deserved vacation and you better do the same at least next year...

Friday, February 5, 2016

Remembering a wonderful trip we made before we were parents.

We took a 14 hour drive out to the western part of Pennsylvania, with baby Elyse, just brewing in my belly. I was nauseous as could be and complaining all the way out there. But the very first view of an eagle taking off from the ground before us, as we drove, shut my mouth for the rest of the trip.This view will remain in my minds eye. It was as breathtaking to me as the outside of the Fallingwater House.That beautiful round red pot in the living room and the tree trunk coffee table were accents that made me want to know more about the architect F.L. Wright and the family that let him into their lives, the Kaufmans.

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.