My Space!

I have really been antsy to get my creative workspace in order and "spiffed up". The mood hit me on Thursday to take the plunge and start painting and rearranging. Those two words (painting and rearranging) strike terror in my husband's heart, but he always loves the finished product, so off I went to the paint store. First choice of paint color.....WRONG. Back to the paint store I go for them to tweek it a bit. That is the color you see me painting in the picture below. I really thought it was fine until I got quite a bit on the wall and then I knew it was WRONG,again!! By this time it is Friday night and I was bound and determined to get this color RIGHT. This time, off I go to the garage to find some paint I could mix in with the "almost right" color. YES!! I found some yellow (used for the walls in Stephanie's bedroom) and a great bright green. It got pretty messy trying to get the paint out of the cans, etc. so I had the brilliant idea to grab my soup ladle from the kitchen. I highly recommend this technique...It works great. After dipping and stirring for a bit, I nailed the color I was after. Yippee!! I started painting and finished at l:00 am Saturday morning! In the pics below, you can see how the room looked before I started,then how I looked painting the wrong color, and then the completed project! We love it!

My Space Pictures!

Bike Riding, Anyone???

Ok, I am married to a biker. No, not a Harley Biker, but one who rides his 21 speed bike during the week,in races, and with friends on long rides early on Saturday morning. Not long ago, he logged in over a hundred miles for the week. Well, I like to ride, too, but my bike no longer fits my 50 something year old body. When the girls were young, we would ride and ride and ride. Well, time for Jo Carol to get another bike, so last Saturday Mark and I took a little trip to Bike Town. We walked in the door and I went one way and Mark went the other. Mark calls me over to the one he wants me to try out, but I have found my new bike. Just what I wanted, fit me perfectly and the color was awesome. Mark has that look on his face like "You've got to be kidding" but after I took a little spin down the street, I knew it was PERFECT!! So here are the pics of me and my new bike!! It is so great and I highly recommend it to any woman who wants a little cruising bike. Comfy seat, large handlebars and great riding. It's called a "Townie".

You're Not Gonna Believe This!

A couple of weeks ago I was in Dallas with Suzanne and we saw this 1932 Classroom Printer Set at an Antique Mall. I fell in love with it, but could not believe the price tag. Just a mere $275.00!! I drooled and dreamed about it and MOST definitely did not go home with it!! Suzanne did some looking for me on ebay and we found some similar items, but not THE one. Well, look what I found about 10 days ago on ebay??? I could not believe it! Identicall!! And guess what the starting bid for this honey was???? Ya ready??? $10.00!!!!!!!!! Yep, TEN DOLLARS!! I almost cried! It arrived at my house today after my winning bid of $15.89!!! I have already played with it and can't help but wonder who used it in a 1930's classroom. If only it could talk!! Anyway, I am so thankful for this little treasure and look forward to using it in lots of ways!!

"You Never Let Go" by Matt Redman

Last Sunday at church, we sang the song that is playing while you are reading this. Some of you may not like contemporary Christian music, but please take a minute and listen to the words of this song. They really touch my heart. Right after church, Mark and I drove to Kilgore (in East Texas) for the funeral of my cousin, Donald Beall. Donald was 3 years younger than me and died of a massive heart attack on Wednesday of last week. Donald and I grew up together in Kilgore and he was just a big teddy bear of a guy. He never knew a stranger and would do anything for anyone. He left behind his wife of 31 years, a son and daughter, and two grandchildren. Before and after the funeral, the words of this song rang in my mind over and over. They gave me peace for myself and for Donald's sweet family. So, I dedicate this song to his family...that they will know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that God is with them, holding them close, feeling their heartache and promising them He will never let go..........

I'm Proud to Be an American

As I think about July 4th, I instantly think of my dad! That's the cute guy at the top of this blog. He served his country in World War ll and almost died doing so. He was in the Air Force,was shot down and missing for quite some time. I have his journal telling of the ordeal and it is still very difficult for me to read. The flag you see was presented to me at his full military funeral back in September. If you have never been to a military funeral, it is very touching, to say the least. I have his box of medals that he was so very proud of, although I can not fully comprehend what he went through to receive them. He loved to tell his war stories over and over, like so many other men who fought for our country. This is his first July 4th in his Heavenly home with Jesus, and who knows, he may be sitting around telling those stories with his buddies that he last saw when their plane was shot down. I can only imagine!!!


Happy July 4th to all of you and I am so proud to be an American!