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Minggu, 10 Maret 2013

Helping Other People

I read today in the news that a person was arrested for shoveling a neighbor's driveway snow. I'm going to have to limit Love Bunny's doing this for some of our neighbors with his snow blower. I don't want him to get arrested! For heaven's sake, what is happening that we can't do service for our neighbors?

A couple of weeks ago a widow in our ward was without water for 3 days before she let anyone know. One of the men from the ward went over to see if he could help, but he couldn't see anything wrong with her water heater, so several other men went over and tried to help for a couple of days. So far the only thing they could think of was her pipes. One of the men went under her house and put on a device that warms up the pipe where he thought it was frozen. So then hubs took over some water in our Igloos so she'd have some water to drink and wash up. Then the next day she called hubs telling him her yard was flooding with water. (She's out of city limits and has a well.) Now, we have had a great deal of snow and temperatures have been below zero at night and only in the teens during the day. A pipe underground broke and hubs was going over to dig it up and fix it. Now, hubs is almost 72 and in greater shape than most 40 year old males. But shoveling for almost 6 hours in temperatures in the single digits can definitely be hazardous. Finally it came down to they had to call in a professional to fix her problem. These men were trying to save this elderly widow a great deal of money but in the end it was just not going to work. But in our church Service is a big deal. "When ye are in the service of your fellow beings, ye are only in the service of your God."  We'll never stop helping people if they need it. I'm so lacking in that department but I try my best to do what I can.

He's such a funny man also. He changed his clothes to go over a few days later to take more water to her. I said, "Can't you just take water over in your knock-around-the-house clothes?" Then I remembered she loves cats. I asked, "How many cats does she have now—15?" He quipped, "Oh, that's probably just the porch cats." Sometimes he's a riot!
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Isn't this a gorgeous room? I certainly love it. That chair by the ottoman is something I may be looking into also. ;-) Ethan Allen, here I come.


Absolutely darling tiny vintage kitchen. I'm betting it's somewhere in England though.


The pink striped pillows and crochet lace coverlet are divine. How pretty!


I absolutely, positively loooove this color!!!!


I make the best cake with pineapple and coconut. I call it my piƱa colada cake and it's a rave among my friends. Very moist and delicious.


This looks like a place in Boise we viewed when walking the streets of a neighborhood a few years ago.


See how cute you can make your lamps with some handmade folded roses. Lots of pizzazz!


Reminds me of Virginia when hubby and I were first married.


You can't begin to imagine how I should love having this kind of patio. Unfortunately, we live in the dusty desert with lots of open farmer's fields around. Just not feasible for us.


A cute idea for a hubby to make. Looks easy and can store a lot of tapes if you're a crafter.


I also think this is a beautiful room but I think I'd get sick of the trees in the house after awhile.


My great-granddaughter, Caroline, thinks sprinkles are a food group!


Another gorgeous room I love.


Cute idea for crayons. I put mine in a box. I think I'll bring them out and put them in pots according to their hues.


A gorgeous patio, pool on the ocean. I thought you'd like this one!
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Tidbits:
A study published in an issue of Journal of Urology estimated that 600,000 men in the United States are impotent from injuries to their crotches, about 40% of them from bicycling.
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Jumat, 13 Juli 2012

Rambling 7/14/2012

First of all, a heads-up to Schnookums, who has no blog, website or email with which to communicate. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for those kind words, Sugar. And you are truly beautiful also. Truly! Thanks.
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I'm gonna just ramble this morning, just feel like it. It's my blog and I can ramble if I want. Of course, Love Bunny says I ramble most of the time anyway and I probably do, but such is life, right?

I started first grade in Philadelphia. For the life of me I can't remember why we were there except for the fact that my father was a Navy man. But we were in an apartment there when the time came for me to start school.

The only, and I mean only, thing I remember about that particular year was an incident that took place one day. (Oh, besides my first year school pix that I cannot find and lucky for you and me. I had a dutch boy haircut and absolutely hated it! Very dorky.)

Anyway, one day I was sitting at the table with one leg under me and as I stretched up to get my leg out from under me, the teacher thought I was talking to another student across the table. (We sat at long rectangular tables then and don't know why.) She told me to go stand in the hall. I tried to explain I wasn't talking and I truly wasn't. She didn't believe me and made me stand out in the hall. I was absolutely devastated. One for being made a spectacle by standing in the hall and two for not being believed. I don't think I would have even thought of lying. I was only 5 or 6 remember, a good kid and didn't lie. I remember that teacher was a first-year teacher, very young, pretty and wore saddle shoes. (If you're too young to remember them, then Google them and you'll see what I mean.) But then the principal came by and saw me and I remember telling her or him (cannot remember whether it was a man or woman even) that I didn't do what I was accused of. Didn't matter. I stood in that hall for a bit. Lying has been a sore spot with me ever since then. I hate being called a liar. It just brings back those terrible memories of being accused of something that simply was not true. I think we all have something that hits our hot spot though. Lying is my biggest hot spot.
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Oh, and there will be a giveaway soon, not yet, but soon, so stay tuned, chicks! I think you'll like it. :-)
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I found this bedroom unusual as it actually looks like she began with desert colored walls in a bronze texture and then added romantic shabby chic accessories. But it’s pretty.


This looks like the outside of a home or at least the porch area of a home. Cute idea though.


That wallpaper is absolutely gorgeous!


Sweet birdcage and roses vignette


This homeowner did a fantastic job on that wall. The blue color is vibrant and lovely.


My kind of organization. I have way more stuff in my kitchen pantry but this is really neat and pretty.


Sweet yellow canning jars spray painted to match the flowers.


This has to be Southern California! ;-) We lived in bungalows like that when we were young and first married.


I knew many of you were going to love this old farmhouse and wraparound porch, so here it is.


If this doesn’t say “girly” than what does?


A small cabin in the woods for you.


Or maybe you’d prefer this cabin instead.


Feminine pink and apple green bedroom.


Lacy and feminine bedroom.


I actually like this green patio set. Fits right in with the greenery.


But I’d prefer this little small set for me and th’ hubs. Isn’t it sweet?
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