Counting the Days!

When we were planning to go to Tennessee in January, I made calendars for the kids so they could mark off days until we got there and until baby Thad was born. This time I made myself a calendar so I could mark off the days. I can't want to see those kids! It has been 3 1/2 months, and that is way too long. So I'm counting down days until I fly out there, then drive back with Hilary and the kids!

It's good to have something to look forward to! It won't be long until I'll start marking days off in anticipation of another little

grandbaby in August!

Can't Wait!

I get to see my grandbabies in about 2 1/2 weeks!

A Dirty Little Story

Friday after work I rode with Larry out north of town to a Prairie Chicken Lek. Prairie Chickens are on the endangered species and a Lek is where they do their mating dance. They are pretty skittish, so to get pictures of them you have to get into your blind an hour before sunrise, then sit and wait for them to make their appearance. To keep from having to get up so early and setting the blind up in the dark, Larry decided to put the blind up the night before.

So off we go, on the trek to the Lek. Though it's a little out of character for me, I went right along beside him, including shimmy-ing under a low barbed-wire fence. I helped him set the blind up, which was no easy task in the wind. Then Larry debated about whether to leave it there because it was so very windy. After deciding the stakes would hold on through the night, we started making our way back to the car.

Again I had to get flat on my back and scoot under the fence. I got up, brushed myself off and commented to Larry that he probably thought I was too big of a pansy to do that. Just about that time my foot landed in some mud, slipped out from under me, and down I went. I didn't get just a little muddy - I was covered. I got up and washed my hands off with some near-by snow. There were some newspapers in Larry's car, so I spread them out on the seat so I wouldn't have to take my clothes off to ride back into town.

I do hope Larry enjoyed having company along on this little outing, because though it was pretty funny, it may be awhile before I venture out in the "wild" again!

When I am Old I Shall Wear Purple

There is a poem that starts out something like "When I am old I shall wear purple..." I don't know about the full poem, but that line is my new motto. I do love purple and wear quite a bit of it. Yesterday I walked into a hospital room to see an elderly lady from our church. I had on a purply-blue jacket and Margurette told me that my purple jacket made my hair look lavendar. So another good reason to wear purple is because it matches my hair.

Last week we had Bunko at my house. Shelly - our youngest player in the group - had just had a "milestone birthday" so I had our theme be purple. I told everyone to wear purple. I found all kinds of pretty purple plates, forks, spoons, knives, napkins, etc. I even put blueberries in the Pink Lemonade. Three people forgot to wear purple or didn't have purple...but not to worry...I had something purple for each of them to put on.

We had a grand time eating, playing bunko, watching Shelly open her gag gifts - someone had even made her a hat out of a purple basket. Of course, we had to have a group picture so I wanted to share that picture.

Getting old doesn't mean you can't wear purple or can't have fun. We had a ball!

Hymns

"O THAT WILL BE GLORY"
When all my labors and trials are o'er,
And I am home on that beautiful shore,
Just to be near the dear Lord I adore,
Will through the ages be glory for me.

O that will be glory for me,
Glory for me, glory for me.
When by His grace I shall look at His face,
That will be glory, be glory for me.

Friends will be there I have loved long ago,
Joy like a river around me will flow,
But just a look at my Savior I know
Will through the ages be glory for me.

This is one of my favorite hymns. I love to sing hymns about seeing Jesus' face. What is one of your favorite hymns or choruses?

Time Travel

I am watching several of the "Love Comes Softly" movies based on the books by Jeanette Oke. If you haven't seen them or read the books you really should. I have watched them all several times. They are some of those movies that you can watch over and over and still enjoy. I've read the books too, many years ago. We have them in our church library. They are a fast read and you'll want to hurry and read the next one and the next one and...

But the point of this post is that these stories are based in about the mid to late 1800's I think. The main characters of the first book have a daughter who becomes the main character of later story lines. In the second story she marries and moves far away - probably about the distance from Woodward, Oklahoma to Nashville, Tennessee, so her husband can begin a cattle business. They travel, start a home, begin their cattle business and have a couple of kids and finally her father gets to come and visit - about 5 or 6 years later!

I can't imagine living in a time when it had to be so long between visits. I have been home from seeing Hilary, Brent, Hollace, Rhett and Thad for about 3 weeks now and it has been too long. I don't know when we will get to go again. Hopefully they will get to come here this Spring. But I'm certain it won't be five or six years, and if we had to we could hop in a plane and be there in a few short hours. I hate that they live so far away, but I am so thankful that we live in a time when travel isn't so prohibitive!

Rick and Terry get to go see them over Spring Break. They haven't met Thad yet and I know they are anxious! Or "yankus" as Hilary used to say! I wish I could stow away and go with them.

More on Singing ChurchWomen

This past Tuesday the Singing Churchwomen had a concert at FBC. It was a great concert. It was a lot of work having them at our church, but it is always fun. Tuesday morning Larry commented on the fact that it won't be so tiring because we wouldn't be getting home real late. That is true, but it is much harder getting ready for the concert at our church than it is to drive to a concert and then get home late. But it is worth it. It is fun being the host-church.


I got to substitute in handbells, playing the largest bells for the first time. It was fun, but they are so heavy I wore blisters on my hand after the first practice. Then someone told me to wear double gloves, which I knew but didn't think about.

I have been in Singing Churchwomen about 18 years I think. I just love it.

Larry took some pictures at the concert. I don't like to have my picture taken, but I'm going to post a couple of them anyway. One reason to post them is because I don't have that many pictures to post. Another reason is because our dresses are so sparkley and pretty. And another reason is because if you ever wondered what my mother looks like - now you can know. I can't believe how much I look like her. If I didn't know better, I 'd think she was at the concert!