I am in love with my tea cup! And how did she know that I collect pink depression glass and that pink is my all time favorite color? Thank you, Christy, for the lovely tea package you sent me!
I had to take a picture of everything Christy included in my tea box--homemade scones, a pretty pink votive candle, a box of orange spice tea, a bag of chocolates, lovely book on friendship and of course, the beautiful tea cup. And with it all came a very special handmade card! I felt so special!
This was my first time participating in Stephanie's tea cup exchange here and I know it won't be my last! Thank you Stephanie for hosting this delightful event.
Also the package came at a most needed time as my husband and I had just returned from a trip to Puerto Rico where we visited our daughter and her husband. Mary had minor surgery and we had gone to support her. On our return from 78 degree weather and bliss, we came home to 5-6 inches of snow and no water! Yuck! But to my surprise there was a package on my doorstep. What a delight it was to open my tea box and savor the contents....that is until I had to go outside and help my husband and daughters pull out 265 feet of well pipe!
Sorry this is not a pretty picture and is actually the day after we arrived home and some of the snow had melted, thankfully. But God is good and Hart was able to fix the pipe and by Sunday evening we had running water again. I am truly thankful for running water and flushing toilets!
The Gracious Gourmand
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Nana time
I drove down to Atlanta to see these precious girls and their parents. Nan and I babysat sweet Piper and her equally sweet and adorable sister Gabriela while Lauren filled in at the office. Jered's secretary went on vacation, so Lauren took over her job and I got to do Lauren's job. Or at least I played at it!
We read lots of books, went for walks, cooked dinner, washed clothes and played games. And the girls were "good as gold".
I'm looking forward to seeing these huggable girls very soon as they are coming up for a visit in April!!
The weather was warm enough for us to spend a lot of time in their backyard. The girls love to run and chase each other. |
This is Nan and Ela's creation. A purple snowman? |
Ela would get in bed with me in the morning and we'd read a few books before everyone else got up. |
We read lots of books, went for walks, cooked dinner, washed clothes and played games. And the girls were "good as gold".
All smiles as we celebrate her daddy's birthday! Happy birthday, Jered! |
He had an assortment of delicious dessert choices. |
I'm looking forward to seeing these huggable girls very soon as they are coming up for a visit in April!!
Sunday, March 9, 2014
from paradise to arctic...
All my life through, the new sights of Nature
made me rejoice like a child.
Marie Curie
A glimpse into my visit with Mary and Andrew in San Juan, Puerto Rico.
Colorful street in Old San Juan. My eyes feasted on all the color, flowers and green trees. |
Dorado is a small town on the northern coast of Puerto Rico and about 15 miles from San Juan. The beach here was just a lovely. Many wealthy people have lived here. |
I'm standing by a fern covered wall in the Fort in Old San Juan. What a joy to wear sandals! |
Monday, February 24, 2014
Escaping winter...
As I sit in my kitchen sipping the last drops of my hot chocolate, I think, soon I will no longer be cold. What a thought and treat!! Hart and I are heading to the Caribbean, Puerto Rico to be exact. How blessed we are to have Mary and Andrew living there. I will be able to give them big hugs and see their apartment for the first time. While the men work during the day, Mary and I will visit the market, tour some of her favorite places and just sit on the beach. How blissful! Ten special days set apart for this trip , I can't wait!! I've always said wherever God leads my children I will come and visit. Of course if I had MY way , they'd all live next door, but not my way but God's. So Puerto Rico, Mary and Andrew, here I come!!
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Saying good-by
A lot has happened this Spring. I don't even know where to begin. Since last summer we have been planning for a May wedding. Mary and Andrew did walk down the grassy aisle in a gentle spring rain May 11th. It was a lovely wedding, with beautiful homemade decorations, all the ideas from Mary's Pinterest. After the gentle rain, once we were all safely under cover, the sky poured buckets. But the music kept playing and the guests ate and danced and talked. The rain did let up for a send off with sparklers as the newlywed couple ran for Andrew's grandfather's convertible. As we waved good-bye a few drops of rain fell or maybe it was tears.
I know I'm not supposed to be sad at a wedding but it's not everyday that your daughter moves to Pueto Rico. San Juan, in fact, for the next 3-5 years because of her husband's job. I like adventure and new things, but I also like to see and hug and talk to my daughter. I will miss her.
Before Mary got married on the 11th, Cate graduated from high school on May 5th. She had a special graduation ceremony in Winston Salem with FHE. There were six girls graduating which made for an intimate ceremony. I liked everything about it, from my husband saying a few words about Cate, to the rose she presented me, to the speaker and especially the slide show. A few more tears fell as pictures of Cate as a baby, toddler and finally young woman appeared. I am losing another daughter, I feel. This time to college as she prepares to do the things God has in store for her. The changes in life are hard at times, good and proper, but still hard.
May 15th the hardest thing happened. My husband's father died. Granddaddy Gordon had been sick for five weeks and after a while we knew he didn't have much time left. But it was still hard to lose him. We had seen him the day before and he still knew Hart and asked for me. I held his hand as he struggled to keep awake and to lay still. It was painful watching him. Hart stroked his father's head and spoke comforting words to him. We told him we loved him. The next day Hart's sister called and said that her dad was gone, gone home to heaven. Relief but sadness overwhelmed us. It is so hard to say good-by.
May 5th, May 11th and May 15th are dates I will never forget. These days are ingrained in my memory forever. The days I said good-by to a part of my life. I know it will never be the same. While my tears have dried, I am trying not to be sad. How can I be when it is all good.
I know I'm not supposed to be sad at a wedding but it's not everyday that your daughter moves to Pueto Rico. San Juan, in fact, for the next 3-5 years because of her husband's job. I like adventure and new things, but I also like to see and hug and talk to my daughter. I will miss her.
Before Mary got married on the 11th, Cate graduated from high school on May 5th. She had a special graduation ceremony in Winston Salem with FHE. There were six girls graduating which made for an intimate ceremony. I liked everything about it, from my husband saying a few words about Cate, to the rose she presented me, to the speaker and especially the slide show. A few more tears fell as pictures of Cate as a baby, toddler and finally young woman appeared. I am losing another daughter, I feel. This time to college as she prepares to do the things God has in store for her. The changes in life are hard at times, good and proper, but still hard.
May 15th the hardest thing happened. My husband's father died. Granddaddy Gordon had been sick for five weeks and after a while we knew he didn't have much time left. But it was still hard to lose him. We had seen him the day before and he still knew Hart and asked for me. I held his hand as he struggled to keep awake and to lay still. It was painful watching him. Hart stroked his father's head and spoke comforting words to him. We told him we loved him. The next day Hart's sister called and said that her dad was gone, gone home to heaven. Relief but sadness overwhelmed us. It is so hard to say good-by.
May 5th, May 11th and May 15th are dates I will never forget. These days are ingrained in my memory forever. The days I said good-by to a part of my life. I know it will never be the same. While my tears have dried, I am trying not to be sad. How can I be when it is all good.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
A long distance relationship
Living six hours away from my daughter and her husband was already hard enough. But add two darling granddaughters to the equation and I cannot not tell you how my heart aches to be near them, not to mention my arms that want to hold and touch them. Knowing that the Hull family is where God wants them, gives me peace of mind. Our intention is to visit once a month, but we don't always make it, due to varying, busy schedules. So what does a grandma do? Facetime. I love it. It isn't the same at all, but I do get a glimpse into their home and a good look at the little faces and bodies that are growing and changing. I can hear my toddler's voice and the cooing of the little one. All as I hold my phone. And I do get kisses, albeit long distance. For that I am thankful.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Eight days old today
Piper Virginia came into the world and our hearts on November 13th, a few days before her expected arrival. |
A precious bundle of joy! |
Mama, Daddy and Piper ready to go home. |
Such a contented sleepy head. |
Proud and happy Nana! |
Papa holding Piper as she lays on the UV light for her jaundice. |
Big sister, Gabriela, loving on Piper. |
Beautiful Piper Virginia welcome!! |
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