A Little Saturday Shopping


Have you visited this store?
I love that clean crisp kitchy stuff!
And the colors.
Nice.


See Jane Work.





See Donna Spend.



I also have a little baby shopping to do today.
This is my new standard gift.

Robeez






I'd better get that Crockpot soup started.

And scramble some eggs!


I hope you have an enjoyable weekend!

Encourage one another,
Donna

Friday Feast


Appetizer
On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how polite are you?

Soup
What was the last thing that made you laugh out loud?

Salad
Who is your favorite cartoon character?

Main Course
Tell about the funniest teacher you ever had.

Dessert
Complete this sentence: I strongly believe that ______________________.






I can relate to Pooh. Sometimes I think just like him.

But how wonderful were Betty and Wilma?
Relatively normal homemakers and wives.


Do you think Thelma and Louise were patterned after these two?


Today is our final day of Sign Language class.

My, that went past fast!

Emma leaves for Choir tour this morning. She will be gone until Sunday.

They will sing at four locations today!!!
And the one fun activity is going to the Jelly Belly Factory.

That sounds like fun!

Bon Voyage kiddos!!!

Sing your sweetest!


See you in the comments!

Encourage one another,
Donna

You know how much you all mean to me, right?

Your comments bring me comfort and joy.

I sincerely thank you!


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There is a clever guy with a blog called Panopticon. I don't know much about him except that he is a knitter from Chicago and he draws the cutest knitting cartoons.

Check it out!

Cute Cartoon

That cartoon is really Katie and me.


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I hope you all read Cindy's Wienermobile story in the comment box!
She told it so well, didn't she :o)






Here she is!!! Click on this picture to make it larger!
So cute!!!

(And if anyone has photobucket please email me. I can't resize my photos to save my life!)

A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.
~Henry Adams

Good teaching is one-fourth preparation and three-fourths pure theatre.
~Gail Godwin

Hey, I don't know if that is necessarily true... but yesterday was the definition of pure theatre!!!


Do you have any special memories of a wonderful teacher?

Encourage one another,
Donna

Bittersweet

I think my blog should be called bittersweet. Because life is just so.


Today I will tell you about two things.

One so sweet and silly.

One so sad.


First the silly. My sister Cindy loves the Wienermobile. Loves it!
Cindy entered a contest to have a dream come true.

Guess what she asked for?

A ride on the Wienermobile!!!

She won!

And today is the big day. The Wienermobile is picking her up at her home, and driving her to school where she is a kindergarten teacher. Can you imagine the excitement???

How I wish I could be there to see Cindy in the Wienermobile!!!

Go Cindy Go!!! Do-do-do-do. (That's the Wienermobile whistle :o)

(I hope to have a picture of this for you all to see....and for me to see!)

Dreams do come true.
Silly, Sweet dreams :o)












And what can be more bitter than death?

I learned yesterday afternoon that our dear Aunt Betty died.
Aunt Betty was our mother's youngest sister.(60)

My heart is breaking over her passing.
She was such a spitfire!

She was passionate about life, and nature, and so warm and loving.

She was a lot like our mother.... and with her goes part of our mother.

She and our mother would laugh so hard over the morning funnies...
They were such good sisters.

A few years ago, Betty suffered a stroke and was homebound.

I blogged for her.

I blogged to encourage her and to share the comings and goings of our whole family.
I hoped she wouldn't be so lonely in Colorado...with a little, daily visit with family.

I am so sad that she is gone.

My hope is in the Lord.

My prayers are especially for Aunt Barb-her loving sister and Johnny and Kelly-Betty's children.


Ah life.

We must live it now.
Live it well.
Live it with love.


Encourage one another,
Donna

Very Exciting News

Do you remember the little blurb on the blog I wrote about Emma wishing to spread her wings....

Well, dear friend, Lynn in Wi, emailed me soon after she read that entry and mentioned that she knew a wonderful missionary family in England. Would Emma possibly be interested in a trip to England???


Since this whole idea just plopped in our laps... Emma and I had to give it some thought. Four days later we were ready to ask Lynn to talk to her friends. Which she did.

They were very open and willing to have Emma come to visit them!!!!

Emma and I have been emailing back and forth with the Waldeckers for the last three weeks...and....

I purchased the airline ticket yesterday!

Emma is definitely going to England this summer!!!


All of the details have fallen into place so well. Emma will just act as part of their family (six children) and do what they do...and serve where they serve...

She is excited....well, as excited as our calm Emma gets.

I'm the giddy one :op

We feel so blessed!!!



By the way, Emma will be in Manchester.

Have you been there?


Encourage one another,
Donna


****UPDATE*****

My friend, Jeaneen, is in the hospital.
She has pancreatitis.

Please pray for healing and the ability to eat solid foods.

Peter and Jeaneen have five children...so Peter could use prayers too, I'm sure.

Lord, hear our prayer.

Lord,
do thou turn me
all into love
And all my love
into obedience
And let my obedience
be without interruption

--Jeremy Taylor (1613-1667)

Who, being loved, is poor? ~Oscar Wilde

Loving others takes many forms.

Katie was delighted to receive a little container shaped like a house at church. Into it she put all of the money she has been earning around the house.



Turn me all into love,
Donna






(Thanks for the Taylor quote, Joyce)

Travel Notes


If I were in Washington State...this is where I would be this weekend!

Skagit Valley Tulip Festival





Drenna...you must go!
Janice, have you been?


At this time of the year, every year, I wish I had planted tulips in the fall.
But fall comes around and I forget how much I want some tulips in the spring.

Gotta work on that short term reward thing.


Here in the Madison area, we have long stretches of roads that are lined with trees.
It is one of my favorite things to notice the buds each week as I drive Katie to ballet.
Two weeks ago, the trees were but big brown twigs.
This week there is definitely a light green glow.

I'll take a picture next time we head over that way.
It's really pretty!

Wishing you a warm and fantastic weekend!
And if it can't be warm in temp...I hope it's warm with love!

Encourage one another,
Donna

Amy @ Good Soil posted this meme yesterday....
and since it had the number FIVE in it, I thought we could us it for the

Friday Five

How does that sound?


1. Five minutes to yourself: how would you spend them, ideally?
Knitting a few rows.

2. Five bucks to spend right now: how would you spend it?
Right now...I would buy Katie and Emma each a doughnut for breakfast. This would make Katie very happy.

3. Five items in your house you could part with, right now, that you hadn't thought of already?
Clothes that are too small for Katie, broken television sitting in the basement, broken snow blower sitting in the back yard, some of my shoes that I am holding on to, high chair.


4. Five items you absolutely, positively could never part with in your house?
Photos
My mother's bread knife
My reading glasses
First edition hardbacks of To Kill a Mockingbird and The Princess Bride
Any remnants of our parents


5. Five words you love?
Lovely
True
Daisy
(I'm really searching here. I can't think of words this morning. Amy thought of great words!)
I laugh when I hear the word...
Moron




I'm so glad you thought my opossum story was funny. It's better to be funny than a total moron :o)

We are having a Quiz Bowl in Sign Language Class today...
It should be a lot of fun. The students really liked the 'signing bee' last week.

Better get going!

Thanks again for the great comments!
((hug))

Encourage one another,
Donna

No Pink Eye!

Hooray!

I awoke this morning without crusties and the redness is almost all gone!

Thank you for your concern, advice and prayers.

Here are the home remedies I tried;

I ran to Walgreens early in the day (before a few of the other suggestions came in) and bought Soft Contact Lens Solution for $3.99.
Around dinner time, I tried cotton balls soaked in boiled salted water. (I put them on my eye, I did not eat them for dinner :o)
Right before bed, Emma dropped some more Contact Lens Solution in my eyes. (We did both eyes just for good measure)

Let me tell you, Emma and I are not accustomed to putting things in our eyes. She laughed so hard at me because I jerked and blinked so violently when she came at me with those big drops :o)

Plop.

Giggle.

Snort.

It didn't take much to make us laugh last night.
We had the oddest, hysterical thing happen to us on the way home from Bible study.



We left our friend's home at about 9:30. Emma suggested she drive because my eye was looking droopy. We pulled onto the highway and were speeding along when suddenly an opossum scurried across the road. Emma shrieked and swerved.

Clunk.

Splash.

"Oh gross! I've got guts on my hand" I yell frantically.

"What!" exclaims Emma, "How could that be?"

In the excitement of the moment, I thought the opossum guts had magically splattered through the shifting column...

Ewwww!!!

I quickly realized that I was not covered with opossum guts...but Diet Dr. Pepper.

Emma laughed til her stomach hurt.

I dried myself off and giggled at my silliness.

Emma felt badly for the opossum, but I was just glad I was not covered in guts.






Encourage one another and drive safely :o)

Donna

Pondering...

Do I have pink eye?

Is my eye reacting to the new mascara I put on for the first time yesterday afternoon?

Or did I get something in my eye during my sleep...and it irritated it so much I have swelling.

Do I really have to go to the doctor today to resolve this?


I woke up in the middle of the night with pain in my eye, like lots of eyelashes were poking in. I rubbed and rubbed. It scratched badly when I closed my eye. So I got out of bed and went to look in the mirror. I couldn't see anything obvious so I made sure all of my eyelashes were pointing in the right direction and went back to bed. Still my eye had a little pain but I was able to fall asleep.

This morning that eye was crusted a tiny bit, my eyelids are swollen and my eyeball is a little pink.
My eye is not gritty.
Just a slight tenderness under the lower eyelid.

Dare I wait another day to see if this clears up on it's own?

Aren't these the hardest medical things to decide? That in between...not sure if it's necessary to go....time.

So those of you who have dealt with pink eye...does this sound like the beginning of pink eye? Or just an irritated eye?

Okay...now that I have grossed you out.

Here is a lovely picture by Margaret Tarrant for your enjoyment




Encourage one another,
Donna

Thank you for sharing your Simple Pleasures yesterday!
It was a pleasure :o)

Name 10 of Life's Simple Pleasures

1. Tetris

2. Green grass

3. Regis and Kelly

4. Singing in the car

5. Diet Dr. Pepper in my cup with ice

6. Climbing into bed after a long day

7. Spotting the State Capital

8. Identifying a new bird

9. Knitting socks

10. Our children


Children are a simple pleasure and a very complex pleasure...
It, however, takes only a smile, a wave, a twirl or a chuckle to bring me joy.

Well...they don't even have to do that.




Even in their sleep....they bring me joy.


The comment box is open and awaiting your Ten Simple Pleasures :o)

Encourage one another,
Donna

This meme was spotted at Hiraeth

March of the Penguins




I'm glad we waited until Spring to see this movie. I don't think I would have the heart to watch it in the winter.

Burrr....

We all enjoyed this documentary very much.
My only complaint was the mushy personification.

I just don't believe the penguins feel a whole lot of love and joy as the narrator would have us believe.

But boy, those babies were CUTE!

And how about that scary Tiger Seal.
Who knew a seal could be so monstrous looking. Yikes.

The seals at our zoo are silly clowns. Not fierce seals like the one that was shown in the movie. Wow!


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We had a very nice Easter. We missed the boys...but at least they were together in Omaha.
I think this was our first Easter without the boys home.

I didn't dwell on it tho...and enjoyed present company :o)

Paulie (Patrick's brother) has been with us this weekend. He is always rather fun to have around. We had a nice dinner with Patrick's sister and her family. Yummy ham and Au Gratin potatoes.

Katie was delighted to play with her cousins for two afternoons in a row.

We went to church in a wild hail storm.
And sang two song that made me cry, big embarrassing tears...in public.

In Christ Alone by Stuart Townend

There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious Day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

and

He lives!

"You ask me how I know He lives....
He lives within my heart"

Those lines touch my heart for I believe they are true.

I am thankful for hymn writers who can put my thoughts into song.
Very grateful.


For I am His and He is mine,
Donna

Happy Easter!








How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocing voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I knoww that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

Lyrics - Stuart Townend


He is risen. He is risen, indeed.

Donna

Appetizer
What movie soundtracks do you own?

Soup
How much cash do you usually carry with you?

Salad
Are you more comfortable around men or women? Why?

Main Course
What is the most mischievous thing you remember doing as a child?

Dessert
Who is the funniest member of your family?



Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Donna who lived in a little red brick ranch. It was Halloween time and the school had put on a party and a haunted house in their big gym. Little Donna came home with a bag of candy and a small plastic skull with shiny white rhinestones for eyes.

One night, as she played alone in her bedroom with the glowing skull, she picked the rhinestone out of the skull and placed it gently into her nose.

She immediately tried to get it out of her nose. But it was stuck.
Her nose started to bleed and she ran for her mom.

The rhinestone eye was cleverly hidden and Donna and her mommy had to go out into the dark night and meet the Doctor at his office.

Holding a large towel on her face, Donna told her mommy how the glass eye ended up in her nose.

Donna told a whopper, "Well, I was lying on my back, looking at the skull and the eye just fell in."

"That is very odd. Are sure you didn't put it in your nose?" ask the Mommy.

"Well, maybe.... I kinda.... put it in my nose."

Into the empty office they went. It was very quiet. The Doctor was waiting for them in his small office. He shone a bright light into Donna's face and picked out that little rhinestone that was hiding in her nose.

Donna and her mommy drove home and Donna went right to bed.
Donna resolved never to put things in her nose, ever again.
And she didn't.



Ya know what I remember most about that night? I remember how unusual it felt to be going out, into the dark, with my mother.

We just didn't go places after dinner on a school night.

Some things have really changed for children.


But some things never change, like;

How bad it feels to lie.

And how children like to stick things in their noses.


Looking forward to reading your escapades!


UPDATE* Melissa (MFS) has written a piece worth reading...and re-reading over at Mental Multivitamin. I think you will like it.

Happy Good Friday


Encourage one another,
Donna

Book Lust

Elson Readers

I have had my eye on these readers for years. It took Lost Classics Books several years to reproduce this vintage set of readers and it looks like they have done a lovely job.

When you go to the site make sure you check out the sample pages.
Oh. They look so great!

Don't you think Katie needs these little readers to be a happy child?

he he

Really, I'm just kidding about that part. But I do think I need those readers to be a happy mommy.




Click the picture to see a larger version.

I happen to adore old illustrations!

Buying books is the reason I do not have a stash of yarn.
Borders Books keeps sending me coupons...and I keep buying books.

They have a Penguin Book deal right now. Three books for the price of two.

I bought Vanity Fair, The Autobiography of Frederick Douglass and The Portrait of Dorian Gray.

Anyway...

Books and Yarn. Yarn and books.

Both so lovely, both so fine.


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One of our frequent commenters, Kris from Wi., has had a difficult week this week. Her 15 year old daughter had surgery yesterday and now they are waiting for results. This has been very scary for them but they do feel uplifted by a praying community and have already seen God's hand at work.

Please join me in praying for their family and for a speedy and complete recovery for Leah.

Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.



Encourage one another,
Donna

A craft for the ages...for all ages :o)

Wee Wonderful Spoolies

Aren't those cute? And easy!

I am NOT crafty. But this one may need to be made.
Don't you think Katie would love it!

I have some baby blue angora...do you think I can make a baby blue bunny?

Have you ever seen dyed chicks?

I remember seeing those when I was a little girl. It's probably very 'incorrect' to be dyeing little creatures now a days.




Peep


Litte Dancer

Click here to read about and see
Degas' Little Dancer


My little dancer.




Encourage one another,
Donna

Bwaalk





I'll bet you didn't know I was a big chicken. Well I am.

Here is an example of what I am afraid of....and maybe you all can help me.

On my birthday, my longest friend, emailed me and told me she was expecting twins. Such fantastic news.

I emailed her and expressed my delight.

Seven months passed..and I start wondering how my friend is doing.
Has she had the babies?
Why haven't I heard anything?
Is everything okay?

This is the point where I morph into a chicken.
I am too afraid to call or write.
I am afraid I will hear bad news and bring pain to my friend by asking.

So I do nothing.

Does anyone else feel this way? If you were in this situation, what would you do? What do you do?


(It so happens that Cathy emailed me this morning. The babies were born on Valentines day. A boy and a girl! She had many complications with the birth.

She said she sent me an announcement which came back to her..."address unknown". (weird, huh?)

I am so thankful to know that the babies have arrived...and that all is very well!


But, I don't want to be a chicken anymore.


Encourage one another,
Donna

A Very Big Deal




Patrick Sr. and Emma taught Katie to ride a two wheeler on Sunday!




Over and over and over, again.
What a great sense of accomplishment for her! She worked harder on this than anything I have seen her try! I'm a proud mama!



Emma proves that she has what it takes to be a circus clown.




Go Girls, Go!!!

Ah...the computer age!

Patrick and I am listening to Milwaukee Sports radio on the computer while we have the television tuned into ESPN.

Why on earth?

Because our quarterback of 15 years is preparing to make the big announcement. Will Brett Favre play one final year with the Packers!

Oh. We sure hope so!!!

Because we live in Madison, Wisconsin....where they really don't care about the Packers, we have to use all of our communication skills to hear the announcement live!

Thank goodness for streaming radio audio!


**UPDATE**

Brett had not made a decision.

(He is like Cinderella in Into the Woods. Her decision was not to decide)


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Emma is off taking the ACT for the second time. We have spent the last two weeks going over her last test and gently preparing for this years test.

She is cool as a cucumber.

I will be praying for her all morning.

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I always think of my mom on April 8th.

She will always be young.

Isn't she lovely.

Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing. ~Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987

Most of all the other beautiful things in life come by twos and threes, by dozens and hundreds. Plenty of roses, stars, sunsets, rainbows, brothers and sisters, aunts and cousins, comrades and friends - but only one mother in the whole world. ~Kate Douglas Wiggin

Encourage one another,
Donna

Appetizer
Name a trait you share with your parents or your children.

Soup
List 3 qualities of a good leader, in your opinion.

Salad
Who is your favorite television chef?

Main Course
Share a story about a gift you received from someone you love.

Dessert
How do you react under pressure?





My very favorite chef.

I once emailed her. (When her first book came out)
And she wrote back :o)

Ina is relaxed and lovely and hospitable and sweet to her husband.
I admire her.

Her recipes are classic and not too fussy.
Suites my pallet perfectly.




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Can we talk Survivor here, a little?

I think Terry is the greatest...and I want him to win.
Does anyone think he made a big mistake last night in not giving the secret idol to Austin?

Had Terry given the idol to Austin, Aras would have been out. And the teams would have stayed a bit closer. 5 to 4.

That's how I see it. Am I missing something?

Will the extra idol save him?


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Only three more weeks of sign language class. I'm trying to decide if we should have a signing bee today. Our coop is very laid back and I don't want to put too much pressure on the kids. So I have to decide if a signing bee is too scary....
I could make it easy for the first three or four rounds so someone isn't out right away....and embarrassed.

Classroom dynamics are not my 'special talent'.


Enjoy your Friday!

Encourage one another,
Donna

p.s. Thank you for the correction about the Who and Whom in the question from yesterday, Dana. (I didn't write those questions...but I still didn't catch the error.) I looked here to see if I should be using Who or Whom today.
ask yahoo
And I am still confused.
*three minutes later
Patrica O'Conner "Now for the good news. In almost all cases, you can use who instead of whom in converstaion or in informal writing,..."
p.9 Woe is I

That's a relief. I was starting to fret.

52 things meme.

I won't be filling it out. You all know enough about me :o)
I do, however, still enjoy reading other people's answers!

How about if I choose twelve questions from the list and you can tell me more about you?


2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
11. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
19. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
25. FAVORITE SMELL?
27. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
29. FAVORITE DRINK?
34. FAVORITE FOOD?
36. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
45. WHAT DID YOU WATCH LAST NIGHT ON TV?
49. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
52. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR?




Donna-my mother's friend...I think
Elsie-named after my Grandmother
Booba-nick name given to a chubby baby....that stuck with a few of our parents friends :o)

Having this name taught me to be humble and self conscious at a young age.

The Elsie horrified me.

My uncle Marv called me Donald. (He was a big, big tease)

I called him Uncle Moo Moo.

You don't know how many times our parents came home from dinner's with Uncle Marv and Aunt Dorothy and our mother would have three, four, five pieces of silverware hidden in her purse. She would be just mortified that Marv had done this to her again! I remember thinking it was pretty funny :o)

Uncle Marv smoked a pipe too. You never forget the person who smokes a pipe.

And he drove fast and fabulous cars. He had a Mercedes 450 SL in the mid 60's. Once I came home from a visit in Michigan with him. We drove late one rainy night.
I was tucked in the back (where there is really only a little perch and not a seat) supposedly sleeping. But instead, I was peering over Uncle Marv's shoulder, terrified as I watched the windsheild wipers whisk and the speedometer race to 100 mph.

He was a little crazy!


Memorable, tho!


Encourage one another,
Donna Elsie Booba

Something special happened while you were asleep last night!

At two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date was 01:02:03 04/05/06.

We love this sort of thing :o)

My son alerts me to the upcoming...

06/06/06

But, for today, write your checks and date your papers with glee.

"We may never pass this way again."

And while we're at it.

Name the artist's who sang that tune? No Google allowed :o)


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In even bigger news, I finished Anna Karenina this morning.

The character's depth and introspection was very appealing to me.

I started skimming the political discussions near the end of the book.

And searched for Levin and Anna and Vronsky and Kitty's names.

When Kitty was just about to go into labor (which is the height of fascination for me) Tolstoy took us away to about 8 chapters of political talk. There was no way I was going to wade through all of that!

Was Tolstoy building suspense?

Well...if he was, I didn't go for it...I was like a person walking through a crowded hall, making a bee line to the door and shoving people aside like little clown punching bags!

The birthing chapters did not disappoint.

Levin, the agnostic, prays;

'Lord have mercy! Pardon and help us!' he repeated the words that suddenly and unexpectedly sprang to his lips. And he, an unbeliever, repeated those words not with his lips only. At that instant he knew that neither his doubts nor the impossibility of believing with his reason-- of which he was conscious--at all prevented his appealing to God. It all flew of like dust. To whom should he appeal, if not to Him in whose hands he felt himself, his soul, and his love, to be?'

Levin searches his soul for the meaning of life (among other things) until the last page in the book.

It is interesting to note the fate of Anna who loved herself most and did not think of others. And Levin who was always mindful of others.

I am reading the Norton Critical Edition of Anna Karenina so I have many essays to look at before I return this book to the library. I think I will spend a little more time with this book...to think on it's themes.


Two big classics in four months.

I guess that's okay.

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and Real Sex by Lauren Winner, on deck.


What's on your reading 'deck'?


Encourage one another,
Donna

My serious girl has a silly side too :o)



Emma is getting to the age where she really wants to spread her wings.

Do you remember feeling that way?

I sure do!

It is also hard when you are just a few months away from summer break and the winters in Wisconsin start feeling very long.

And many of your best friends are planning their futures...away from home.

It's like being in a long line for the high dive.





That it will never come again
Is what makes life so sweet.
~Emily Dickinson


How did it get so late so soon?
It's night before it's afternoon.
December is here before it's June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss


Encourage one another,
Donna

Just practicing.

Will someone with photobucket email me? I tried to make the top picture smaller, but when I put the code on my page...it is not the smaller size.

My email address is on the sidebar under the words 'Me'.

The Wind

By Harold Monro

So wayward is the wind to-night
'Twill send the planets tumbling down;
And all the waving trees are light
In gauzes wafted from the moon.

Faint streaky wisps of roaming cloud
Are swiftly from the mountains swirl'd;
The wind is like a floating shroud
Wound light above the shivering world.

I think I see a little star
Entangled in a knotty tree,
As trembling fishes captured are
In nets from the eternal sea.

There seems a bevy in the air
Of spirits from the sparkling skies:
There seems a maiden with her hair
All tumbled in my blinded eyes.

O, how they whisper, how conspire,
And shrill to one another call !
I fear that, if they cannot tire,
The moon, her shining self, will fall.

Blow ! Scatter even if you will
Like spray the stars about mine eyes !
Wind, overturn the goblet, spill
On me the everlasting skies !

A wild and wooly Spring has come to Wisconsin.
We are still waiting for the sunshine!

Encourage one another,
Donna

April Fools Day is a special knitting holiday around cyberspace. It's called Flash Your Stash.

I was reminded by my morning visit to Wendy's @ Knit and Tonic.

Go and see her stash of yarn.

Even if you don't knit.

Really go see her picture!

So being a good little knitter-photographer I went in search of my stash.

Guess what?

I do not have ONE ball of yarn in my stash.

I am stashless.


Ah well :o)

Katie took a picture of my empty hands and for the second day in a row my photo host is not working for us. Patrick worked on it for over an hour...

So I need some advice.

Are you happy with your photo host? Which one do you use? Is there a fee?

I am aware of flicker and photo bucket and the Blogger service.

I would greatly appreciate your opinions!

Oh...and it has to be easy to use :o)

Thanks :o)

Encourage one another,
Donna

I think I need some yarn!