Hi!
This is where I am at with And A Forest Grew by Rosewood Manor
4 more pages to go. I started almost a year ago.
And this is The Peacock Sampler by The Goode Huswife
I have just the thick border to finish. I think I will leave the open spaces on their tails, which should be filled in. The color is almost the same and I like this contrast better.
You will get to see And They Sinned at the first of the month
Hooray!!!! I passed my training and exams at work last night for my transfer. Tonite I will start in my new area.
Thanks for all your comments and e-mails, they really do mean the world to me.
I also see some new commenters :) So I really have to go update my google reader, add and subtract some.
Well, Thats all thats happenin' around here.
You can read down further if your interested in a little giggle today.
What, you ask, is 'Butt dust?' Read on and you'll discover the joy in it!
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.
After a while he asked: 'Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?'
MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was.
Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more.
Melanie said, 'If you don't remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.'
STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night.
'I love you so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window.'
BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache and wanted a pain killer.
She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle.
Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her.
Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: 'How does it know it's me?'
DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: 'How much do I cost?'
JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story.
His dad read: 'The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.' Concerned, James asked: 'What happened to the flea?'
TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew.
Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget....
this particular Sunday sermon...
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face.
'Without you, we are but dust...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter
who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice,
'Mom, what is butt dust?'
There ya go, Hope you enjoyed it.