Monday, June 30, 2008
My Evening........
After I went to class tonight - which btw, was interesting. I am taking a Business Communications class and am learning all kinds of neat things I should already have put into practice in the work force, but hey - things change in 10 years - especially when it comes to Technology, right? But I digress.

On the way home I stopped at Faith's and asked if she would like to go bike riding with me. So, that is what we did tonight. Came home, got mom - went to BK for a quick bite to eat, came home and washed up a set of Antique Jade dishes that someone had put nails in to keep them for some odd reason & they had been left on the outside back porch far too long. They did turn out very nice and clean. Now they will take up residence in my Curio Cabinet to collect Dust Bunnies Took garbage out and then came in and took a nice HOT shower.............And now, I am ..............................

and I will be sore tomorrow.............but life goes on, right?
Good night.

Friday, June 27, 2008
My Silly Nilly's
You want what?

Emma with a goofy grin.

Vannah got sticker happy

She thought she was cute - and she was right.

Thursday, June 26, 2008
Happy Thursday.......

Poison ivy is NO FUN..........NO FUN at all.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Happy Tuesday everyone.......

Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Good morning............
Ever heard of a "computer party"? - Yeah, me neither! But we had our fist one last night.

Anita and I played scrabulous on the Facebook while mom played a game on hers and Flo checked out websites & talked on the phone! We had a good evening. I think it might be a repeat...........and we had taco salad to nourish us - YUMM

This is the little kitchen VK picked up for Savannah a while back.

Happy hump day everyone.........

Tuesday, June 10, 2008
THE OLD FISHERMAN......a little long, but good.
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore . We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out-patients at the Clinic. One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. 'Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old,' I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, 'Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'till morning.' He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success; no one seemed to have a room. 'I guess it's my face. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments...' For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: 'I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning.' I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were read y, I asked the old man if he would join us. 'No thank you. I have plenty' And he held up a brown paper bag. When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury. He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was prefaced with thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going. At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded, and the little man was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, halt ingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, 'Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair.' He paused a moment and then added, 'Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind.' I told him he was welcome to come again. And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4 a.m. , and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us. In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden. Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious. When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made a fter he left that f irst morning. 'Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!' Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice But, oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illness would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God. Recently I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse. As she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, 'If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!' My friend changed my mind. 'I ran short of pots,' she explained, 'and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden.' She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. There's an especially beautiful one,' God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. 'He won't mind starting in this small body.' All this happened long ago -- and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand. The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.' Friends are very special. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear and they share a word of praise. Show your friends how much you care.

Sunday, June 08, 2008
Westlawn Vacation Bible School 2008
They did a fantastic always...........the adventures of Dave & Lucy - this time in Granddad's Garden..........very cute. The children worked hard as well & it showed.

Savannah was so excited

Grand-dads House (Bro John Casteel)

Mrs. Crabgrass's House (Sis Faye Flanagan)
The Sunflowers in the Garden
Jaqi Thompson, Cody Bricknell, Tyler Walker, and Sam Nordstrom
Brittany was the horse & Bro John was plowing his garden
(I know its not very plain, but they wouldn't hold still for me - hehee)
Elana & Suzy (Christie Jones) visiting Mrs Crabgrass

Mrs Crabgrass

Bro Curtis witnessing to Mrs Crabgrass of the gospel

Jesus (Bro Jef Nordstrom) praying in the Garden

The cast at last - Bro David Persle was the Cowboy that rescued Bro Curtis and got him to the hospital.
The animals Jacob Thompson was the Cow,
Brittany Thompson was the Horse
Brenden Casteel was the Rooster

And Zach Nordstrom was the Pig

Like I said, they all worked hard on this. Sis Jeni Nordstrom was the narrator and Song Leader, Sis Faith Persle lead the daily Bible verses. Sis Vicki Kirby made the costumes, and Sis Kay Casteel was the director and artist. Brad Nordstrom was the pianist.

A very good program. If you weren't there - you missed it, stay tuned though - next year Lord willing the adventures of Dave and Lucy will continue.......

Saturday, June 07, 2008
This Weekend......................
My nose is in the book - and doing homework. My first class is Monday and I already have 2 assignments to turn THAT is a sign of the age we are in - I got my syllubus & my assignments all in an email! Boy Howdy..............

Have a great weekend everyone!

Friday, June 06, 2008
Need I say anything more??

Sunday, June 01, 2008
I love a bargain.........

I've been eyeballing these cute little tables, but didn't feel I could justify paying the price the stores wanted for them. I went with Faith & David to the auction last night & came home with this for $11.25! Savannah loves it & its perfect for her as she is ALWAYS cooking in her little
kitchen Ms Lady picked up for her last year! Too too cute.