It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air."
~ W. T. Ellis
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Day Three Hundred Forty Three 2012
It’s Time For A Little Merry And Bright
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air."
~ W. T. Ellis
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air."
~ W. T. Ellis
Friday, December 7, 2012
Day Three Hundred Forty Two 2012
Neil and I did a bit of Christmas shopping today in the Nashville area. We stopped in at Bass Pro Shop and I couldn’t resist taking a shot of this bear. I had to laugh when I saw this picture on my computer this evening. That tree limb sticking out behind his paw makes him look like he’s on stage, belting out a number—maybe a Christmas carol. Cracks me up.
On our way back home, we decided to stop by the Christmas tree farm and chop down the tree we picked out a couple of weeks ago. Actually, Neil used a saw to cut it. Hope to get it decorated in the next day or two. Stay tuned.
And a Happy TGIF to one and all!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Day Three Hundred Forty One 2012
“May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow. May the soft winds freshen your spirit. May the sunshine brighten your heart. May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you, and may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.”
~Irish Blessing
(And may your runny nose have a short life in this cold and flu season. I’m just saying.)
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Day Three Hundred Forty 2012
Sunshine is a welcome thing. It brings a lot of brightness. ~Jimmie Davis
(My thoughts exactly!)
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Day Three Hundred Thirty Nine 2012
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AUNT JOY!
My Aunt Joy Brown was born on this date in 1914 (the year World War 1 began, the president was Woodrow Wilson, the first red and green traffic lights were installed (in Cleveland), the Panama Canal officially opened, and a postage stamp cost 2 cents.) She is 98 years old. But you’d never know it. She’s still tap dancing, after all. She feels those aches and pains, of course, but she’s still going strong and refuses to stop. So family and friends gathered together once again on this date to celebrate the life of Joy Brown. She relished every moment of it (even though she couldn’t hear half of it) and plans to do it all over again next year. Happy Birthday, Aunt Joy! I love you, and as I’ve always said, I want to be just like you when I grow up.
My Aunt Joy Brown was born on this date in 1914 (the year World War 1 began, the president was Woodrow Wilson, the first red and green traffic lights were installed (in Cleveland), the Panama Canal officially opened, and a postage stamp cost 2 cents.) She is 98 years old. But you’d never know it. She’s still tap dancing, after all. She feels those aches and pains, of course, but she’s still going strong and refuses to stop. So family and friends gathered together once again on this date to celebrate the life of Joy Brown. She relished every moment of it (even though she couldn’t hear half of it) and plans to do it all over again next year. Happy Birthday, Aunt Joy! I love you, and as I’ve always said, I want to be just like you when I grow up.
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