Saturday, January 5, 2013

Day Five 2013

Vision Basketball ~ Grandson Elijah’s First Game
"Give me the vision to see what God wants me to be. I will do my very best and let God take care of the rest. No matter the outcome of this game, I will give glory to Jesus's name."
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They began with a short devotional.
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After some initial chaos, all of the players fell into the rhythm of the game.
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Elijah is #3
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Elijah shoots!
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He scores! Nothing but net.
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We won!   Each player did very well. This was the first time Elijah has played a basketball game, as I’m sure was the case for most of the players. We had fun watching him play. He had fun playing, even more fun than playing T Ball. I’m looking forward to the next game.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Day Four 2013

Signs Of Winter
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Neighbor kitty Lily hunkering down in the sunshine this frosty morning
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Dirty Snowman wishing for snow
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A blazing fire in our wood stove keeping us toasty on this cold night
Happy TGIF, everyone!

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Day Three 2013

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Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.
~Mark Twain (1835~1910)  

That’s what Neil and I did this evening for supper at Ocha Thai food deli. After surviving the demon stomach virus, we decided we could handle something hot and spicy. If the food decides to fight it out inside, at least it tasted yummy on the way down.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Day Two 2013

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Climbing my way up Mount Wash More this evening, trying to kill what’s possibly left of a nasty bug. My whole family was hit with a demon stomach flu virus the day after Christmas. After a week of sickness, the adults are recovering pretty quickly. Something like this seems to hit the kiddos the hardest. One year old grandson Knox had it the worst, as far as getting over it. I think we’re all finally over the worst. (Son in law Jerry just might be the last man standing. We shall see. I hope he escapes it.) All that’s left is a big old pile of laundry, mostly bed linens and towels. And if I never see another can of Lysol spray or Clorox wipes again, it won’t be too soon. I pray that the rest of you out there are staying well. It is a hand to mouth thing, so wash.your.hands!