Daphie's home... where she belongs.

Not sure if you read the post below about our sweet baby Daphnie Dog disappearing last night, well I called a few of the vets around here and a gal had picked her up 1/2 block from us at midnight and took her home - then this morning took her to the vet to get her checked for a micro-chip. Daphnie doesn't have one but since she took her in - when I called looking for her, the secretary there connected all the dots...



Daphnie was home a 1/2 hour later, sawing logs on my rug.



We're so thankful to all for their prayers and actions to get Dapher home to us.



Mattie, Elizabeth, Jeanie, and Jane -

you're all angels.

Thank you for your assistance helping us find our baby girl.

come home my sweet

Our sweet little Blonde Cocker Spaniel,

Daphnie,

disappeared last night.

Sometimes she sneaks away for one of her own little strolls

but returns within 30 minutes or so,

but last night she never came back.

She is a Blonde Cocker Spaniel with medium wavy hair.

She's precious.

Foolishly, I had took off her collar as she shakes it and wakes up my boys.

So she's lost, with No Tags.

I got her for my 21st birthday from my parents.

She's my baby before I had my babies.

I want her back so badly.

I pray that she is safe.

We miss her so.

It is a sad day here at her Household.

Daphnie, I love you so ~ please come home.

something green, something blue, something do...

I got my necklace in the mail today!

I ordered from her.

She made it just for me.

The "Do" is to remind me of this.

Lucky Me, huh!

Guess what! You can be lucky too -

cuz you know what?

I happen to know she'll make one

just.

for.

you.

too.

I soooooo love mine.

Thank you my dear friend, your talent is admirable.

good question...

"Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void."

Kathleen Kelly~ You've Got Mail

something new with a do

Becky over at Farmgirl Paints is extremely talented. I adore her artwork, as I've said before. I saw that she has these super cute little key chains and necklaces now -

SO, I had her make me one. I've always wanted a piece of her art and I thought why not now, since I have a good reason... right?

I sent her an email and she custom made me this necklace with my "theme word" 'Do' and I really wanted wings around the 'Do' so that it would encourage me to keep on going and not give up.

I have to admit, I haven't been noting in my food journal or exercises journal just yet - I've been quite sidetracked and really need to get back in The Word and get focused on our menus, exercising and staying active.

Just keep swimming...

(as the Lumberjack's wife would say... what movie is that from? *tee hee*)

Didn't she do an amazing job designing it for me? She asked me what colors I wanted and I didn't specify - I just asked her to be creative and go with whatever leads her...

you know, do your thang, girl!

Well, I have to say...

I adore.

When I get my necklace I'll take a picture and model it for ya! Can't wait!

We call him Daddy

He makes us laugh.

He holds us when we cry.

He can fake a good accent.

He's got a great smile.

He likes to wrestle and play around.

He loves to garden.

He has baby chickens.

He reads... a lot!

He loves Louis L'amour.

He hates reality television.

especially the Bachelor.

He's good at Jeopardy.

He stinks at drawing.

He works hard.

He can cook!

and he's good at it.

He loves Magnum P.I.

and M*A*S*H.

He grew up in Alaska and would sneak up behind a moose, hit it and run!

He got spanked for hitting a moose and running away.

He plays basketball.

He played Rugby.

He coaches Rugby.

He looks forward to the day when his boys will play sports.

He is awesome with kids!

His career is based on helping kids.

He has a large picture of a random baby in his office, he's quirky like that.

He's supersticious.

really supersticious.... mama thinks it's weird.

He loves to laugh.

and make people laugh.

He can tell a good story.

especially if he is telling it in an accent.

He strums his guitar and makes up songs.

He's good at it.

He loves having a good coctail...

especially if Mama makes it for him.

He loves soda.

His favorite is Orange.

He listens to terrible 80's music,

on purpose. We don't understand it.

His favorite food is probably steak or at least some form of beef, if not prime rib...

unless we can afford sushi.

He tends to roses.

They make him happy.

He has a heart of gold.

We call him Daddy.

He's ours.

(I think this is the same t-shirt different day, still reading and different facial hair... glad the "lone" mustache has took a hike!)

Sweet Pea

Sweet Pea is here to visit.

We love her.

She is SUPER entertaining!

Like when she said, "Aunt Sam, I've Got to get OVER it!"

I had no clue what she was talking about but it was stinkin' cute.

So, for a week. A week!

I have 3. Count them -

ONE.

TWO.

THREE!

Pray for me :)

mysterious ways

Well as I said, I wanted to share with you - how I ran into the poem
and how God intervened so that I might make a new friend.

It was a late night and I was working on this post - I wanted a poem or maybe a quote to go along with the post and something popped in my head so I googled the words "sit with me" and the first thing to pop up was this poem.

It said at the bottom of the page to make sure and email the author of the poem, Kathleen Higham, if you wanted to use the poem... so I did. I wanted her to know how beautiful her poem was and I asked her if I could share it with you all, as well as the Mamas in my Mamas' Group with my church.

The very next morning I got a reply from her. She was very sweet. She said I could of course use her poem, she said she had wrote the poem for a Mother's Day Service. She also told me that I was the second person to ask permission to use it, recently as there was a mother from Utah whose 18 year old daughter had been killed in a car accident in December. The lady said that they had put a lovely bench by her grave site and they wanted to put her poem on the bench. Ms. Higham cried. She cried not only because that mother was grieving but also because she was so honored that they had found comfort in her poem, her being a total stranger.

I cried, too.

I commended her on her beautiful talent and how much I loved the poem. She agreed that God was using her to meet people all over the world. Kathleen is a retired nurse. She has written 750 poems and devotionals. Kathleen is now writing for ChristArt.com and in a few months, she will publish her 3rd book.

Her first book can be found on Amazon.

A beautiful opportunity to minister God's promises, I'd say.

She wrote in her email to me,

"It is an honor when someone writes to me and asks to share His words that He gives to me."

and

"I know God has given us a divine appointment."

I was so thankful to had found the beautiful poem and to meet a new friend,

a Godly woman friend to boot!

His ways amaze me!

Now, if you would join me, I would like to lift Kathleen up in prayer today as she is recovering from shoulder surgery and also her husband's health. She is also working on starting a publishing business with another gal. The publishing company is to help Christian writers get their work published "without taking a beating". I pray that starting the business will go smoothly. Thank you Dear Lord for introducing me to Ms. Higham. She is truly a blessing.

In Jesus' Name,

Amen.

Come and Sit with Me Awhile

by Kathleen Higham

Come and sit with me awhile
Why could I not be still?
Just a sweet, tender request
Sometimes I failed to fulfill.

Come and sit with me awhile
For I may not always be here
Needing a little time from you
Time we will both hold dear.

Come and sit with me awhile
Before my time is gone
When tears will bring you to me
In the hours before the dawn.

Come and sit with me awhile
We don't even have to talk
Just come, just come, my child
We'll take a quiet walk.

Come and sit with me awhile
So quickly comes tomorrow
I pray for your presence
A moment I might borrow.

Come and sit with me awhile
Only one can love you more
My God, your God, our God
He waits at Heaven's door.

Come and sit with me awhile
For with Him I will leave
It may be unexpectedly
Your heart will not conceive.

Come and sit with me awhile
Remembering my Mother's voice
Come and sit with me awhile
Someday there will be no choice.

Come and sit with me awhile
Warm eyes will tenderly greet
A Mother's heart will touch you
When together we shall meet.

Come and sit with me awhile
I can feel my Mother's smile
She waits patiently in Heaven
Saying, "Come and sit with me awhile."

Please contact Kathleen Higham at kathleenhigham@yahoo.com to request permission to use this poem.

Please stay tuned as I will soon share with you the story behind me finding this poem and

how God intervened so that I may have the pleasure of making a new friend.

The Accent.

Do you have a favorite accent?

I started thinking about this today when I was watching the World Cup.

There was a man announcing on there who had this crazy accent that I could barely understand BUT, I liked it. I like how accents make us different.

Different is good.

and

Let's admit it - accents are hot!

Hugh Grant has a awesome British accent -

I think I like him best (so far) in Notting Hill - one of my favorites!

I love how each country has their own silly words for cursing.

Like the British accent has "Bugger!"

I love it when he says it

&

what a cool word to express frustration.

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And then there is Mr. Gerald Butler...

The "Studly Scotsman".

I've heard that Mr. Butler might be losing his accent due to Hollywood roles.

NO!

If you haven't seen 300 -

well drop everything NOW and go do so.

Prepare yourself for a lot of Mr. Butler deliciousness... Alright then!

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Next, we have the famous Aussie Chef.

I heart the Australian accent, it is distinct and a pleasure some delight for the ear.

Curtis Stone's accent is just that

and (whisper) he is easy on the eyes. Okay!

This post really wasn't a good excuse to write about good-looking men... or was it? Moving on!

Curtis is a chef from Australian but trained in London.

His accent brings both Aussie flare and British charm.

Scrumptious.

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Then we have ole Mr. Cary Grant.

Need I say more?

What a handsome-regal face. No?

His accent is Mid-Atlantic (between American and British).

&

I lof it.

My favorite movie of his was when Mr. Grant played in Father Goose.

His good looks weren't really showcased in this movie

(but come-on! It's Cary Grant for goodness sake!)

Heart Heart Cary Grant

Anyhow, the combination of young girls, led by the beautiful Leslie Caron, intruding on his island as Mr. Grant was supposed to be keeping an eye out for Japanese ship movements during WWII - instead he was drinking himself in to many deep drunken naps.

It is hilarious and very sweet!

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Which leads me to my newest accent crush.

Mr. Matthew Goode.

and oh.

so.

good!

Matthew, on the movie Leap Year, has an Irish Accent. I don't personally know if in real life if he is Irish or if this accent was just "acting" but it was VERY believable! Loved it!

I, especially, love it when he calls Amy Adam's character "Bob".

It makes her crazy.

Leap Year is a fresh new flick about a young gal doing anything and everything! to try and get engaged to her boyfriend Jeremy.

Including tracking her boyfriend down to Dublin, Ireland to propose to him on Leap Year, because she says, "In Ireland, women can propose marriage on February 29th, leap year."

She goes through absolute craziness trying to get to Dublin and ends up in a small town where she meets Declan, (Matthew's character) who thinks she is absolutely insane but decides to take her up on her offer to escort her to Dublin for exchange of money as he is badly in need of moollah to fix his bar/restaurant/hotel place that SHE just about burnt to a crisp.

I won't tell you anymore about it other than

it is a really cute movie and Matthew's accent is simply

swoony.

But I'm really lucky, you know why?

My husband, can fake just about any accent - he is really good at it.

I think my favorite one is the Irish one though, especially when he calls me 'Las'.

Everyday Love!

Each morning the sun shines through my window Lands on the face of a dream come true I shuffle to the kitchen for my coffee And catch up on the front page morning news Then they walks up behind me and throws their arms around my neck

Just another normal thing I’ve come to expect
It’s ordinary plain and simple Typical, this everyday Love!

~Rascal Flatts

London Bridge

London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, Falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady.
Take a key and lock her up,
Lock her up, Lock her up. Take a key and lock her up, my fair lady.