Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Chilly Dog
Monday, April 28, 2008
This One's for the Girls
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Women's Retreat
This was the theme of the weekend.
Steps of Peace
To Walk With More Calm and Less Stress:
Keep your eye on the finish line; keep your eyes on Jesus
Get rid of things that can weigh you down.
Seek help from God and others.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Positive
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Autism Books
Monday, April 21, 2008
Earth Day, Tuesday, April 22, 2008.
Remember these commercials?Woodsy Owl Says Give a Hoot, Don't Pollute
Earth Day Links
http://holidays.kaboose.com/earth-day/
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
words and music by Woody Guthrie
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me.
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
Chorus
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
Chorus (x2)
©1956 (renewed 1984), 1958 (renewed 1986) and 1970 TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI)
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Long Time No Blog
Monday, April 14, 2008
DOGGONE THAT DOGGONE DOG!!!
Last night Joe came home from his dad's house. At 10:10 PM I opened the front door to let Joe in and Wally ran out. Even though me, Joe, and Paul all screamed Wally's name and "commanded" him to come back he kept on running. So, after a 3 hour trip from from Paul's house to mine, Paul, Joe and I took to the neighborhood searching for that doggone dog! We couldn't find him on foot so we took to our cars. Searching for a black/tan dog at night is not easy. Finally I catch a glimpse of Wally and as soon as I called his name he bolted! Doggone that doggone dog. Meanwhile Paul is searching in his car and Joe is at home waiting by the phone in case someone captures Wally and calls to tell us they have him. It's now been an hour and still no Wally. I go back home by Joe while Paul is out searching. I'm sure after a 3-hour drive and having to get up and be to work by 6 AM he'd rather be in bed sleeping. So many thoughts are running through my head. Maybe we should give Wally up and admit we can't handle him ... why can't he learn the "come" command ... that's it we're never getting another dog ... geez, what if we don't find him tonight ... he'll be lonely and scared and hungry ... if he runs away one more time he's going back to the shelter ... oh please come home Wally ... that's it we're going back to dog school and you're going to learn your commands once and for all ... oh geez, what if he's hurt ... i miss you already Wally ... please come home ... if we take you back to the shelter you might not get another chance ... Joe is sobbing. Joe and I say some prayers for Wally.
Then I have an idea. Maybe if I go out in the back yard and sprinkle some of his favorite treats on the deck he'll smell them and come home. :) But, we have a fenced in back yard so how will he get in. Guess I'll unlatch the gate. As I start down the steps of the deck my foot slips and next thing I know I'm laying on my back looking up at the beautiful moon and stars. !!! I lay there and think ... all this for a dog. But in the midst of my emotional rollercoaster it was God's way of saying slow down, take a deep breath, and let me handle this. As I regain my composure and go limping back into the house (thankful no one saw me wipe out), Joe is on the phone saying Dad found Wally and they're on their way home. Wally comes home to hugs and kisses. All of us so thankful he's safe. Wally slinks into his crate with his tail between his legs. Paul goes home. Joe goes to bed. I grab the bottle of Ibuprofen to prevent the sore muscles I'll surely have come morning. I go limping down the hall to my bedroom holding my very sore gluteus maximus. Grass and leaves and mud (thankfully not poop) all over my sweatshirt and jeans. It's now 11:30 PM. Feels like it should be later. We're glad you're home Wally. You're ours forever. We love you, you doggone dog!!!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Facts and Figures on Autism
1 out of 150 children in U.S.
1 out of 90 boys
Affects four times as many boys as girls
Lifetime cost of caring for a child with autism: $3.5 to $5 million
Current annual cost to U.S.: $35 billion
Estimated annual cost by 2010: $90 billion
1.5 million Americans affected
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Spring Planting
Monday, April 7, 2008
Women's Retreat on Prayer
Our church is having a women's retreat coming up this fall. Our theme is Prayer. Me, my cousin, and another friend from church are going to head it up. I've never organized one before so I'm relying on the knowledge and experience of the other two. I'm enjoying it so far. I can see where it takes a lot of time and organization to make it all come together. We all have different talents so I'm sure the three of us will work well together. I just love this picture above.