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A funny post

Yes this is how I  feel these days as I start my new ‘thought process’ on nutrition and exercise.
I can’t even imagine putting on a leotard.
My everyday ‘attire’ these days are sweat pants unless I am going somewhere special.
Someone has said you should not wear sweat pants because they make one look round and frumpy.
But I prefer to be warm and cozy and if wearing jeans is not going to do that for me, then I choose sweat pants.
Frumpy is a state of mind.
It is perfectly acceptable to be comfortable and cozy.
It is also perfectly acceptable to dress up when the occasion calls for it sometimes you just can’t wear a favorite pair of jeans or tennis shoes.
I do have to admit I feel ‘better’ all dressed up but most days there is no where I am going and as I have said the sweat pants are way more comfortable and warm.
(not sure where I found this picture but it is very funny)
could be from pinterest.

A Pocket Bible

 

My husband was going through some of his dad’s boxes after he passed away this year and he came upon this very tiny bible.
It is amazing.
It is a full New Testament with pictures.
Even has a black and white ‘picture’ of the Lords supper.
(which shows a bit blurry)

Amazing that one can even read the words.

I wouldn’t want to spend a lot of time reading it but it is perfect.
Just like a large ones.
Give a whole new meaning to the phrase “pocket bible”.

{Joining Deidra on Jumping tandem and the Sunday community}

Change of words

One word:
The blog world is revealing their ‘new words’ of the year.
I haven’t prayed about it much.
Usually a new word will arrive in my heart and make itself comfortable for the year.
This time nothing has come for me yet.
My husband gave me a word and it was meaningful and I am praying about it.
I will reveal it soon.
Last  year my husband said to me,
“I think your words for the year are release and surrender.”  
After hearing them in church it didn’t ring a ‘bell with me.’
Sounded hard and painful.
I didn’t like them.
So I chose instead the word Quiet.
Little did we know that word would have great impact on both of us.
In fact his words did also.
May and June brought us some life changing moments.
Release and surrender my will to a greater will and plan?
He lost his dad in March… isn’t that a release and surrendering?
My dad passed away in September… release and surrendering again?
Someone close to me decided they didn’t need my help anymore… release and surrendering again?
My very old sweet kitty passed away in September… release and surrendering again?
The word quiet ended up not being what I had thought.
Originally it had a total different meaning in my heart.
But God was showing me a new ‘message.’
As I listened I heard this: What if… you kept quiet.
Just listened and did not give advise.
Quiet is knowing when to say something and when to not say anything at all.
As in keeping your ‘mouth still’ and your opinions to oneself and let the ‘circumstances speak’ for themselves.
Consequences teach us especially if we have no one chirping opinions at us.
I find it amazing how these things work and play out in our lives.
Soon one word will come to me and I will reveal it and then the praying will begin.
God is so good at giving us just what we need.
I can’t wait to ‘put it in writing’ and picture form as I plan and reveal the change of words.

Our Christmas presents to each other.

In the midst of sharing Christmas writings I didn’t feel it was appropriate to fit in our new addition.
So as the 2013 year ends we begin 2014 with not one new kitten but two sweet little girls.
My husband had fears around me not wanting to go travel and do some fun things if I had a kitty.
I came up with the idea of …
“if we go traveling and have two they won’t be lonely when we are gone.”
After some time of thinking and pondering the situation.
Both emotionally and financially he agreed it would be nice to have two kittens to join our family realizing after losing Smudge this was the first time in 30 years I had not had a ‘cat’.
This was a huge loss for me.
His final decision was: He would pick the next one out and then name it since Molly was named by me as I saw an M on her head.
We knew of some friends of ours who had a litter of five girls and I began to ask questions.
Then she shared pictures with me and then we went to go get our new baby.
The first day was a challenge.
They kept their distance from each other and were not sure of the new ‘change’.
It didn’t take too long though before they loved each other like sisters.
They fight and wrestle and then end up in a pile to sleep together.
It is adorable and peaceful to hear the purring again.

Miss Molly our first
Miss Mosey our second

They love boxes and wine corks

We were not sure how our old ‘Emma’ dog would deal with the additions to our home but she has adjusted just fine and will move out of the way if they bug her too much

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Emma Rose age 14
Molly really likes Emma Rose