Brady's Birthday

His first camo outfit

Surrounded by bluebonnets

Just having some fun!

A little fish.

With Daddy and brother Noah

 

Boys being boys

Thomas the Train
was serious stuff back then





He wants to be a baseball player

With Jumpy,
his favorite monkey.

Brady always gets up early to come visit with me when we are together.
He knows Nonnie will be up and ready to talk and hear what he has to tell.
Today he had a bowling party and got lots of
presents from his friends.
His brother said, "Are all those toys yours, Brady?"
And Brady said, "No, this one is for you."
He gave his brother one of his gifts.
How special is that?
I love you, Brady. So many wonderful memories
and what a blessing you are in our lives.
Happy 6th Birthday to you, Brady.

You are one extraordinary boy!

Blindsided!

The other night as I was in the kitchen preparing to cook dinner,

Dear Heart joined me to see if he could help.

As we worked together there,
and talked,

POW!

I was overcome with the realization that YES,

things are settling.

We are getting back to our "normal."

There are scars that say things are not as they were entirely.

But that is never to be expected anyway.

What is in the past is water under the bridge.

No turning back.

 

Life is full of twists and turns.

Bumps in the road for everyone.

Sometimes the bumps cause you to hit the roof
and leave a bruise.

But you do come down.

And you do get over.

Scars can be like stones of remembrance
reminding us that:
 

Life is good.

God is good.

Thanks be to Him for His mercy and grace
to bring us through.

 

My cup runs over.

 

 

 

Flying Fonza Feathers (Part 2)

I did NOT know there would be a Part 2 to the chicken chase.

After Bible Study Fellowship this morning,
I made my way over to have lunch with Bettye,

and retrieve my dog, Trudy.

Chicken fried steak at the Sugar Hill Country Kitchen
in Farmersville, Texas was sooooo good!

Shopping on the Square:

Found two cake plates
for all the cakes I think I will bake

and back to Bettye's house for my dog.

(who was still barking and yapping at  her fine feathered friends!)

Bettye then made her confession that the

"end of story" was really NOT the end of HER part of the story.

Trudy and Fonza's big chase scene took them

through the poison ivy patch in the woods.

Bettye's reward for capturing my sweet Schnauzer resulted in

the poison ivy oil rubbing off on her.

She swelled up like a balloon :-(

and is having to take steroids. Bless her heart.

I feel like a crummy friend to have such a pesky dog.

Trudy is feeling somewhat crummy now, too.

She had a scrubdown bath upon her return to our house.

"What kind of a welcome is that?" she asks.

It wasn't all for nothing, though.

We made it home with a dozen fresh eggs

and a feather for Trudy's bed.

Sweet dreams.

Flying Fonza Feathers!

It was with some apprehension that I left Trudy over a week ago

with my friend Bettye and her chicken friends.

I knew the day would come that Trudy would have a chance at the chickens.

Bettye convinced me that Trudy would lose interest in that henpen.

This little Schnauzer says

bunnies, squirrels, chickens, were made for the chase.

First peek at the chicks!

I have no pictures since I didn't get to witness this firsthand.

So here's what happened as Bettye tells it.

 

She forgot!

Bettye FORGOT to close the chicken coop after feeding the chickens.

Her favorite chicken Fonza saw the open door and

seized the opportunity for freedom.

Trudy was also out!

 

Can you say Uh-Oh?????

 

Trudy saw Fonza and the chase was on.

Bettye was in a panic.

She couldn't catch Trudy or the chicken.

Round and round the yard.

I think you could say she was

panic-stricken for her chicken,

...

Fonza remembered:

I've got wings!

 

So, up, up and away. She flew over the fence

and hid behind some boxes in the open garage.

Whew!

I'm sure Trudy was mighty surprised and disappointed

to see that bird disappear.

(She has no clue that her life was also spared that day.)

 

It took a while for Bettye to coax Fonza out and soothe that fluttering heart,

but she managed to get her back to the henhouse.

Fonza ran back to the farthest corner.

And promptly laid an egg.

End of story.

 

Something good did come out of the wild chicken chase after all!

 

 

Love me some chicken!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anticipation!

 

Meeting up with the family.

Kids and grandkids.

Rented a lake house that promises

some water, rest, relaxation.

 

 

Weather forecast promises blue skies and sunshine!

Packin' up lots of food!

 

Gonna spend some time with these cuties:

I'm ready!
Are you?

They really like monkeys.

 

These kids know all about

fun, resting, adventure, silliness,

and love.

 

It's beginning to look like a GREAT week-end!



Can I Just Say It?

I am Soooooo proud of my nephew, Chase.

Sweet boy

One fine young man

West Point graduate

Army Ranger

Green Beret

Yep! So proud of him. 

I know his parents, my brother,

And his wife,

Are bustin' their buttons today!

Wednesday

Psalm 19:1-4 

The heavens declare the glory of God;the skies proclaim the work of his hands. 

Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. 

They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. 

Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,their words to the ends of the world.

In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.