Wednesday, December 26, 2012

A few nights after Christmas

It was a few nights after Christmas and all through the house,
 not a creature was stirring except Mom as quiet as a mouse.
Catching up on things neglected, the bills that were due, the
letters and thank you's and blog posting too:)
The presents were opened, the feast was consumed, 
 & she just spent hours and hours cleaning her room.
The children had driven and flown back to their homes, 
how glad she was not to have been all alone.
Oh the tinsel, and wrapping, and planning galore,
the shopping and cooking and baking some more.
She had flown to the window to see them arrive,
 so well and so happy, and seeming to thrive.
Is this not the reason for gathering so, 
the memories we're making with time not so slow.
The season of joy and of goodwill to men,
a worship of Him who brought hope here again.
Yet... her eyes drooped with fatigue and her body screamed TIRED,
she thought...maybe next year I'll boycott or better, retire!
BUT...as her mind reflected on the last few days
her heart swelled with joy in all of the ways
that Christmas changes the world for a few glorious days.
She thought once again and knew without nary a doubt
she would do it ALL again because family is what Christmas is all about!
                                               Kimberly:)


Blankets by Grammie:)... and Aunt Mitzi who rescued Grammie and helped tie them!

Our boxer Brandi is 10 years old, we never know if this is her last Christmas.

The hit of the season...Nerf gun games!





Our own family nativity..the shepherds pretended to be ninjas but it worked:)

Us:)

And to all a good night!

              



Monday, December 3, 2012

Ruffles on the run:)

There is nothing cutter than ruffles on the run:)

I learned to sew when I was 12. I made a light blue skirt and vest and matching purse (yuck!) I was hooked! Lucky for me my Aunt Betty kept me supplied with a steady stream of fabric which kept me in the latest fashions...homemade style. The kind of clothes my girls would not have been caught dead in!
I gave up sewing when the girls outgrew ruffle and bows, but now I am back in the ruffle business with my granddaughters:) I will have to give up my matching obsession at some point but for now while they are little I can matchy matchy all I want!

I stated with charming fabric with a pear motif which can morph from fall to a partridge in a pear tree.


My one little girl pattern disappeared so I traced the bodice from another dress and cut a column 3 inches wider than the chest measurement, which I gathered onto the bodice. I cut 5 inch strips of alternating fabric to create the ruffles. I sewed the trim on the strips before I gathered the ruffles.




I placed the ruffles on the skirt column for placement and then measured and pinned the ruffle before sewing.

Eyelet, giant rickrack, and sheer ribbon sewed into pleats make this dress!


I stand corrected...... these little darlings make these dresses:)





So...can you guess which baby goes with which daddy:) Love it!


Sunday, December 2, 2012

A heart wide open

At the beginning of November I set out to write a note of thanks each day of the month. 
I wanted to let those who have touched my life know how grateful I am for their influence. The first day slipped away without a note written, days 2 & 3 went by......fast forward to 15 days after that when I remembered my promise, my goal. It seemed daunting, I was more than half a month behind. 
I simply could not fail because I made a public declaration on this very blog! 
So I sat down with cards and pen and began to think and write. I managed 15 notes in the first sitting. 

The miracle was not in the task accomplished but in the way I felt. Gratitude filled my heart, my life was truly blessed, and I was happy! 
A few more days went by and it became apparent that my daily note writing skills were sorely lacking. November 29 came and I panicked....15 notes behind and today there was no time. November 30th arrived and I sat down at 10:30 pm to finish my notes. I struggled to think of people I wanted to write, not for any lack of inspiring people in my life but rather from the race with the clock. I cranked out seven notes by midnight, still 8 short to reach my goal. 
Failure? 
Was this about time and dates OR about gratitude, example, and my blessings?
My over achiever self granted forgiveness and I had the most wonderful experience writing those last few notes, not in November, but on December 1rst. As I wrote each note became longer, my heart was more full, and I felt more gratitude. It occurred to me that I had finished my task in the month we celebrate Christ's birth, the month of goodwill to all men, the month peace seems more possible. 
What makes this magic?
I believe it is because we were looking outside of ourselves. 
Gift giving abounds, homemade and heartfelt goodies are presented with love for the receiver, in short we are all doing what Christ did...showing love to everyone. I am glad I wasn't on my game enough to finish my notes in November. I am glad it gave my heart a grand entrance into the Christmas season...wide open and full of gratitude!

p.s. This is my original post about these notes.
http://nelliescottageretreat.blogspot.com/2012/11/30-days-30-notes-of-thanks.html