Sunday, October 19, 2008
Happy Birthday to You PaPa!!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Moving Day #1 of Many
Life in the Dash
My Husband's blog is called life in the dash. Not just dash here and there but the purposeful living in between the day we were born and the day we die. We are mourning the loss of a dear friend Dana. It seems lately we've been so impressed to find out how far reaching our friend's love reached. She was a true Gentle Woman who took time to be kind to new islanders otherwise known as Strangers. She seemed to be at peace always, not easy for a mother with three active young boys. To most people she seemed "average". But I believe she was much more than that and God smiled when He thought of His servant Dana.
Now our thoughts are wrenched toward those who remain. A loving husband and three young boys. How will we reach out? What kindness can we extend that will truly be helpful. Will I remain faithful in prayer for them to help ease this especially rough first year of firsts? That is my challenge as I live in the dash. Feet and Hands of the Gospel of Christ.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Happy Birthday Mom
Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You. I wish I was with YOU. Happy Birthday to YOUI always want to be in MD when your birthday rolls around. I hope you have a very special day. I Love You very much. You don't have to share any of your birthday chocolates! You don't look a day over 75! Lots of Hugs from All of Us: Rick, Theresa, Angie, Jenny and Joe
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Joe, Come Back from the Dark Side!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Senior Pictures
You would think a blog entry on "pictures" would be chock full of them. But since we are still picking which one will best represent Joe as the coolest and handsomest guy on Orcas... Well, it just takes time, and there are privacy issues. So wait a few more days. Then maybe he'll release his photo...
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Slow Down and Smell the Fumes
Then I was feeling all pleased with myself for a few moments before I got to the "open road" to find that I would be going nowhere fast. Being the blogger that I am, I had to document my speed if you can call it that.
And lastly I just had to take a picture of the reason for my dismay. Then I had to remind myself of the cute little fawn and how I needed to slow down and smell the fumes. The tanker driver was nice enough to pull over to a wide spot as soon as he could. By then my attitude was already adjusted.
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