This girl with the blue jean eyes
will be shaken it up next week with her dance school in Florida’s Disney.
All the girls have worked seriously hard on this event and it will be fabulous.
So. . . she and I – her and me – myself and that one – will be packing the car tight and taking off for the magic kingdom.
and then a run to Tallahassee to see our brown eyed girl & that love of her life we adore so much.
I can’t wait.
note to self. . . . don’t forget the Nikon
celebrations with the neighbors
Friday messages of love from our artist
everyone home safe and sound
a baby girl for a nephew
hearing I captured that Wise Woman’s personality so well
wildflowers from the most Charmings
and dinner with those two – too – too – also
cool June days
sitting by that pool
my girl back on her feet
new friend & just a few doors down for our youngest
adoration . . . just Him & i
On this earlyTuesday morning I sit here and think: “What should I write about today?” “What do I have to show you?” “How can I show you how much I love it when you take the time to come to my little corner of the world and say hello.” and then. . .
It hit me.
I haven’t shown you Christmas and the love our mother pours into her decorating. I haven’t shown you the splendor of the ribbons, garland and tulle. I haven’t shown you how our mother sets the tables and makes everything look as if we were living in a dream: the trees, the candles, the angles blowing their trumpets announcing the Savior is born.
I haven’t shown the grandeur in the front hall adorned with deer, ribbons and berries. Every year it gets better. . .each room makes us feel as if we are royalty and nothing could be finer. Each year the love she has for her family completely inundates us.
I didn’t introduced you to the fair maiden Miceala. I haven’t told you how this lovely girl puts a smile on my Prince Matthew’s face and how she is becoming quite a regular at all the family gathering.
I haven’t shown you how great the Squire James looks this year as he has grown into a fine, respectable man.
I haven’t shown you the magnificent gifts that were exchanged with simple love.
I failed to show you: how battles are won in this kingdom of plenty,
the pure love a growing boy has for his father,
the girl that is growing up into fine Lady,
and the new baby’s first Christmas.
I almost missed showing you the magic of Christmas at our parent’s house. I almost missed showing you the pride our Queen Mother has as she looks on and celebrates not only Christmas but a life she built with her one and only King.
* Did you hear about the bum who walked up to a Jewish mother on the street and said, “Lady, I haven’t eaten in three days.” “Force yourself,” she replied.
* The Doctor gave a man six months to live. The man couldn’t pay his bill so the doctor gave him another six months.
* Doctor: “You’ll live to be 60!” Patient: “I am 60!” Doctor: “See! What did I tell you? That’ll be 60 dollars”
* A drunk was in front of a judge. The judge says, “You’ve been brought here for drinking.” The drunk says “Okay, let’s get started.”
* The Doctor called Mrs. Cohen saying, “Mrs. Cohen, your check came back. ” Mrs. Cohen answered, “So did my arthritis!”
* A man calls his mother in Florida,”Mom, how are you?” ” Not too good,” says the mother. “I’ve been very weak.” The son says, “Why are you so weak?” She replies, “Because I haven’t eaten in 38 Days.” The son says, “That’s terrible. Why haven’t you eaten in 38 days?” The mother answers, “Because I didn’t want my mouth to be filled with food should you call.”
* How many Jewish mothers does it take to change a light bulb? (Sigh) “Don’t bother. I’ll sit in the dark. I don’t want to be a nuisance to anybody.”
I’m posting a picture of this little guy today for many reasons. 1.) He is just the cutest little guy you’d ever want to meet.
2.) the theme goes perfectly with ABC Wednesday and the letter U.
3.) I just love a three year old.
4.) He is just the cutest little guy you’d ever want to meet.
On this day of nine eleven ~ My brother’s baby girl had a baby boy.
Mr. and Mrs. Jamey King are proud to announce the birth of their son,
BRANTLEY TROY KING
7lbs 13 oz, 21 1/2 inches long
September 11, 2011
The party was grand I tell you! Just GRAND!
The table was set with only the best: Waterford, silver, and fine china.
The cake was made of chocolate, chocolate and a little chocolate thrown in for good measure.
We invited new friends,
dear friends and their daughters,
and dear, dear friends of years gone past.
The grandchildren came.
They wore their finest.
Of course Auntie and her Jim were there. They would never miss such an occasion.
Aunt Georgia drove in from Florida and was the prize of the evening.
There was great conversation,
singing, a little bit of singing, then of course there was singing and don’t forget “the song”,
a little bit more cake, laughter and tears of joy.
There was real happiness.
Happiness that fills your heart with pure joy ran through the house that night. You could just feel it. It was a grand party for a grand lady.
~ Just as it should have been. ~
“I believe in loyalty. When a women reaches an age she likes, she should stick with it.” ~ Eva Gabor
This week is dragging on. There is so much to do with little time to do it all.
There is school to get done and all the other household things that go along with a famly.
~ Sometimes the load just seems so heavy. ~
Then of course the lazy days of summer are fast approaching and this makes our day to day things even harder to focus on.
The exciting news I haven’t told you about this week is there is a GREAT big party coming up. I’ll tell you who it is for later. I’m not suppose to say anything.
If there is one thing I can do it is keep a secret. So you didn’t hear any of this from me.
. . . We are all very excited . . .
Did I say the party is a secret? Do me a favor and don’t say anything.
I better get back to work. . . .You know what they say, “a woman’s work is never done”. . . and of course there is “the big party” we are having for our mom to get ready for.
Love me and the world is mine. ~ David Reed
Mr. & Mrs. William F. Finnell Jr.
would like to announce
the marriage of their daughter, Rebecca Joy
to Mr. Jamie King, April 23, 2011
I love thee – I love thee,
‘Tis all that I can say
It is my vision in the night,
You know, I have been away from blogging for a little while and now even my kids are asking me when I’m going to post something again. There has been so much going on most of time it’s been hard to catch my breath, sit down and just post.
I have so much to tell you. I have so many pictures to up load and edit. I really don’t know where to begin. Maybe at the beginning of December is a good place to start. . .
|Belmont Abbey College N.C.
We started the month with another college trip, for Matthew to Belmont Abbey in N.C.. The school is private, small and close to home.
There was the day we went to see the Ginger bread houses at the Grove Park Inn in Asheville
and then of course we were off to the Biltmore House.
There was the day Mark’s family came for a visit. We had a great big party and celebrated the season.
Christmas came and went
and more presents.
Christmas this year brought so many things:
Karen had the best laugh she has had in years AND she even gave her new friend a name.
The conversations were stimulating .
But, not to be out done by the first White Christmas in 48 years.
The pony express came to town bringing with it Mary Elizabeth’s favorite “Big William”
and “the BEST Football game ever!”
The game was rough!
But, they were ready!
Hey!? You wanna play?
The time was great! After a wonderful feast fit a Kings and Queens alike
it was time to put our best boots on and call it a night.
Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! and “Ya’ll come back now. Ya Hear?”
There was great sadness in the family too. . . unexpectedly, Linda’s only brother died . With this great sorrow the year ended.
With the Thanks Giving Turkey all snug in it’s bed,
the dinner began with
The dinner was perfect with the table set so fine.
With many things to be thankful for, we sat down to dine.
Ya, Ya, Ya,
All that IS really nice!
It is time to get serous!
Everyone knows Thanks Giving Day is ALL about football!
You know the kind: The kind were you separate the “Boys from the Men”.
The kind you separate the men from the girls. But then again. . . every one knows: “Behind every good man there is a better woman.” and This is were the training begins!
at Nana’s house…Thanks Giving Day, the back yard turned into a football field.
Where the girls and the boys are tough and “play hard or go home”.
They play Son against Father
Uncle against Nephew
The competition IS. . .
Okay, just Dog. I got carried away. . .
But, just look at the size of these guys!
They meant business. . .NO one was safe!
And “Brother” did they mean business!
It was do or die!
The dads gave it their all.
The boys. . .Didn’t give in.
Whipped Cream dessert.