(I drew this Thanksgiving "Card" this afternoon...)

Dear All,

I hope that everyone has had a splendid day with much to be thankful for.

This morning found us girls dressing up in costumes coming as close as we could to pilgrim like attire. Such is a tradition with us. 

We then began a picture taking spree, and we pretty much kept snapping pictures all day long. (Photos are coming...you will also see pictures on my sister's blog...) 

We took lunch out to the Grandparents apartment and ate our "official" Thanksgiving meal with them. Regrettably Daddy was not able to be with us as he is still in the Other State with Granddaddy. (Who by the way, fell and broke his hip last week and is not rebounding very quickly, and is not really very motivated to do his therapy. If you all would please keep that and the surrounding situations in prayer that would be much appreciated.) 

We spent a while with the Grandparents and then Mum and Grandma took a plate of lunch to Grandma's cousin who is in the nursing home (and she is really not doing very well). The piece of meat which they took to her was a turkey leg... Okay, so that sound like a weird statement, but there is a story that goes with it...a couple of years ago she spent Thanksgiving with us and after the meal, she asked if she might could have the turkey leg...of course she could, but the point being, it is a yearly tradition with her to eat a turkey leg at Thanksgiving, she has been doing it since she was a little girl when an aunt of her's always gave her the turkey leg at the big Thanksgiving meal.

Racheal washed the dishes out in the apartment and after Mom and G-ma had left Savannah and I took all of the fixings back to the house. I washed the dishes that had remained in the house and Savannah put up the leftovers. Meanwhile, Racheal was interviewing Grandpa, getting his life story...with her video camera.

After the dishes I took the chickens the slops and refilled their food and water containers. Unfortunately not eggs...we only got one today that I picked up this morning.

After standing a while with Savannah and watching the sunset, we returned to the apartment where Racheal and G-pa had rather run out of interview energy. So we talked a while, and then S and R went in and I followed shortly leaving G-pa watching the evening news.

So...that has pretty much been my day. Not really exciting, or necessarily "fun", but relaxed and enjoyable.

And I am Thankful for much this evening...

"Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall! Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD!" 

Psalm 144:15

May God bless us all with many more days, may he forgive us when we complain, and may he give to us who have innately ungrateful souls the grace and strength so as to make every day a truly, heartfelt,

DAY OF THANKSGIVING.

I had a grand time at the Reformation Day Fair this year! The talks were very informative and encouraging, and I had a wonderful time meeting new friends, fellowshipping, and being encouraged by all of the above.
(Be sure to read Racheal's blog for m0re information about the event...)

With no further ado I will share my pictures...which really are not very good quality, but maybe you all will enjoy them anyway : )


Friday afternoon travel....

Saturday...

The jam session!!

I played the tambourine and the shaker a little, but I mostly just listened and enjoyed...


The Highland games!

It was so very funny...the guys were supposed to go and pick the rock up and return it to the starting place for the next contestant, but almost all of them would forget, and the man with the mega phone kept having to say "Don't forget the rock!!"


The Dance!!

As is the nature with lots of people moving around at the same time, not many of the pictures turned out very well...but here are a couple...

And that's all folks...

I was blessed with a wonderful time this past weekend and was pleased to be able to meet several "new relatives"...my brothers and sisters in Christ. May God bless all his children, and all his church.

No folks, that isn't a typo...the event I am about to recount happened several months ago, but I thought that it was worth sharing...it amuses me...maybe it will you too.

It was a Sunday morning and we had just arrived at church. I was unsuspectingly walking along and all of the sudden about half way between the car and the building, I felt an odd sensation...the foot bed of my right shoe had come unglued from the heel!! "Flop...flop...flop..." with every step..."My shoe is broken! Oh NO!!" I was completely shoemiliated...

Mama acquired a rubber band from Pastor to put around the heel and foot bed to hopefully hold them together...The rubber band was indeed a gift from one of my favorite knights in shining armor, but unfortunately it did no good, my shoe still said "Flop...flop...flop..." with every step I took. I had to gingerly stand up for the singing of the hymns etc.
After the service I just took my shoes off...I was not going to flop around on that dilapidated shoe!!

I was thoroughly embarrassed...though I doubt hardly anyone noticed. I did however explain my shoelessness to a few people...

At any rate, Daddy latter used some super-duper heavy duty glue to glue it back together...so I'll probably get many more wears out of them!!

Hello everyone, sorry it's been a while. Life has seemed a bit hectic and off kilter for the last several weeks...

I'll start with last week...Monday G-pa had a very bad nose bleed but he didn't want to go into the clinic, because he was afraid that they would send him to the hospital in the The Big City like last time he had a bad nose bleed which they couldn't get stopped. Soooo his nose probably bled for about 3 or 4 hours before he finally decided to let us take him in. And that wasn't good as his hemoglobin levels were already rather low. I helped him change into a clean shirt, and loaded him up into The General, as I call it, (the wheel chair van...there is a story behind that...but no time now...) and then unloaded him again at the clinic and hauled him inside. The wheelchair accessibility to that building is really not very good, there is a ramp, but getting through those two doors is quite a hassle... So the Doc. packed his nose and said he wanted to see him again in three days.

On Tuesday Mom, Grandpa and I headed for The Big City to pick Grandma up from The Big Airport as she had flown back up here from The Other State. Okay...back up...that probably didn't make any sense...you see...G-ma had gone down to The Other State with Daddy so that she could go to her favorite dentist and get her drivers license renewed, then she flew back here and Daddy remained there with his dad. Then The Sisters headed up here, stopping to be part of a reenactment on the way. At any rate...we picked G-ma up from The Big Airport...and it is big! It has been ever so many ages since I had been to an airport...and I didn't really get to see much of this one...but that didn't bother me...I really think that I would freak out if I got stuck in an airport...I hate crowds!! So after picking G-ma up we made the long drive home. We stopped and ate dinner at a Bob Evans, I really like their Cob Salads, That is almost always what I order when we go there : ) So by Tuesday I was already feeling like it had been a very long week....and....I can't really recall much of the rest of the week...except that we returned Thursday to the clinic to have G-pa nose unpacked. And also that our Friday market was canceled for pending rain which didn't happened.

This Monday The Sisters arrived for their visit. YAY!! Looking forward to several more weeks with them : )
I don't remember all that happened Tuesday, but I do remember rolling up about 11 irrigation hoses from the now pretty much finished garden...and being hot while I was doing it :) Oh yes, and I moved the chicken coops too.

Yesterday afternoon after feeding the chickens and gathering eggs (we only got three!! ) I pulled up all the old rusty flags from the very sad looking rhubarb patch...but before I got finished I had to go in and change out of my skirt into a pair of jeans because some very annoying little buggies that live in high grass were nibbling on my legs and making them itch!!  And they are still itching...

I busily zipped around in the go buggy :) (It was fun Daddy, I like your toy, and I think I've finally learned how to drive it correctly, it has shifted fine for me the whole time, once I learned the "feel" of it ;) )

I used the buggy to help Mom pull a big piece of wood over to the fire pit where she was burning pieces of the old rotten corn crib that Uncle D. pulled down with his truck several years ago...Racheal was mowing till until mower broke...and by that time it was nearing time to knock off for the day anyhow...We stopped by to see the grandparents and then proceeded on to the house to bathe and eat dinner, more then one of us were a little blank from hunger...

So, today is market prep day, and after lunch, I shall get busy making a few grain free baked goods to take to market tomorrow.

So until next time my dear readers,

Have a Jolly day!!
Au Revoir!!

Yesterday was a busy day...
In the morning I went with Daddy to help him get some firewood from Mr. John's place. Daddy had gone the day before and felled a few trees and brought home a load of wood, but wanted to have a little extra help for the second load as Mr. John would not be available to help him. There was a huge mulberry (huge for a mulberry tree, it was probably about in the range of a medium sized tree when it was standing) which he had cut down  the day before and we started on that. Daddy using his chainsaw took off all of the green leafy branches and I drug them into a huge brush pile. Some of those branches thought it would be jolly if they could take my head with them as they flew and flumped into that pile....thankfully none of them succeeded. :) And after all the leafy branches where gone Daddy started chopping up the firewood sized stuff. It is obviously still green and will need to weather a while before we will be able to use it...but time will take care of that. We took the "go-buggy" as we call it, with us, so we loaded the wood into it's little bed and then hauled it over to the trailer. So we got the entire mulberry tree cleaned up. We will probably go back next week and get the rest of the big Poplar that Mr. John's friend left and some other trees...We must have wood to keep the fire going all winter and keep us warm!
It was probably 3:00 to 3:30-ish when we started home...we had taken along a snack "lunch"...and ate that on the way home. After getting home and showering (Daddy and I were dirty....you know, hauling sappy, sawdust covered wood...) I ate some real lunch at about 4:00. :) Then I started my usual Thursday market prep day baking. I made gluten and grain free "white" bread, zucchini bread, and chocolate brownies.
So yes, a busy and productive day....it's nice to have those...seems like so many of my days are not as productive as I should like them to be.
Anyhow, I must run for now, Daddy is going to market instead of me this week so I must help get them off soon.

Hello all ya'll folks who have probably reckoned that I fell of the edge of the earth...again...
I'm still here...but just don't get around to posting overly often ("Oh really? I hadn't noticed!"  Yeah, yeah....rub it in ;) ).
Anyway, I have something to post about this evening, so if I post it NOW, it'll get done :)

So...today Mum and Daddy went to town, it was  kinda an out and about trip, so they were figuring on probably being gone an hour or so. Mum said she would lock me in the house, but I said no, I could get it, since I walked out with her. So I walked on out to "see them off" so to speak, I waved as they drove off and turned around to go back inside...That Moment...a shocker...THE DOOR IS LOCKED!!!!!!!!!

HELP!!!
 
They weren't too far down the road yet, so I lit out beside the road waving my arms like a maniac and hollering "WAIT!!!!" (Although I don't know if I was actually hollering all that loud or not...they couldn't have heard me either way. But it sounds good in writing :) )  They slowed down....oh, they saw me, good...no...that was only a fleeting hope, they were only slowing down to make the turn! What am I going to do now!! I hastily darted towards the  barn: "Please LORD, don't let the door be locked!!" Thankfully it wasn't. Upon entering G-ma and G-pa's cozy apartment, I (now panting and out of breath) asked if I could borrow G-ma's phone, and briefly explained the situation. G-ma doesn't currently have a key to the big house...she did, but it got lost somehow (I didn't loose it though!! Even with my history of loosing house keys. It was lost before that anyhow). So having called them I got Mum's assurance that they'd come back right away and let me in. Whew!!!
And they did...came home, gave me the key, and let me unlock the door, return the key, and made sure I was securely INSIDE before they drove off again!
I guess that Mum had thrown the lock on the handle reckoning to lock me in....but I unsuspectingly shut the door behind me when I followed her out! So that is how I came to be locked out of the house...for a second time....but I couldn't even get in the garage this time!!

Ahhhh...it was good to have That Moment of panic over with!!

See ya later gator (or gators as it may be ;) ), I'm off to vaccume!

Katherine

Hi Ya'll!!
I know it has been FOREVER since I've posted on here...so please forgive me.
I would like to relate to you a little story about my birthday a few days ago...It was a fairly average day, and I worked on a paper for school in the morning. After a lunch of very yummy salad Mama gave me my presents. A pretty yellow synthetic rose ( I started to sing, "There's a yellow rose in Texas...." when I took it out of the bag :) ), powdered mineral foundation and blush, and a new Bible! An ESV study Bible. Yay!! I had been wanting a new one...my old one looks a bit raggedy about the binding.  We also ate GAPS aproved coconut cake. Oh so yummy :) My new glasses came the same day as well! So, after lunch I returned upstairs to work on my paper and later Savannah and I ended up chatting over Skype and then she called me up...so I sat there and talked to her until it was past time for Mama and I to have left to go to the entertainment event that was being held at church that evening. So we were running late...Mama gave me the key to lock the door on our way out, which I did, then hopped into the car and away we went. Well, when we arrived in the church parking lot, I had forgotten that the key was still in my lap burried in my jacket (It was quite chilly), but I happened to see it as I was getting out of the car and being in a hurry because we were late and becuse it was cold out, I hastily grabed the key and plunged it into my purse...or so I thought. Mom and I went in and we enjoyed the show. When it was over and we had stood around and talked for a bit we decided it was time to go home (Mama had a headache). And when we arrived home, wonder of wonders...they key was not ANYWHERE in my purse or in the car...guess what, haste makes waste and extra trouble (hmmm...seems like I've heard that before). So anyway, what are we going to do!?! Are we going to have to break into our own house?!? Really don't want to have to break that glass window...Thankfully however, there was another option....which I *fairly* quicky decided on doing....In the back bathroom there is a window that opens into the stairwell of the basement and it is very easy to open, in fact sometiems it slides down a few inches on its own. So I got a 5 gallon bucket and with the aid of the top end of a 2x4 to which the hand railing is crewed, I clamored up, opened the window, and steped in on top of the washing machine...the cat freaked out and went running when she saw me coming through that window (which I was rather glad of, becuase that way she didn't try to  get out). And then I unlocked the door and life proceeded. It all sound funny now, but at the time I was very agrivated at myslef for loosing the key!! You do not, EVER, loose your house key!! Unless you're a qualified burgler and it's no big deal to open a locked door...(alright, bad joke...) So afer dumping everything out of my purse and searching in the car some more, I finally decied that I must have missed my plunge and droped the key on the gravel, and it must still be at chruch. And you know what? It was :) On Sunday morning we arrived a little early purposely to try and find the key before anybody parked on it...and before we were even parked ourselves I said "There it is!!" (It's on a dark brown rawhide string, so it showed up nicely against the white gravel). So I hopped out right quick and grabed it up and took special care to be sure it was IN my safely zipped purse before I proceeded to go inside!! 
Anyway, that was my "epoch" birthday.
Don't worry...I do not write my school papers this way...costant reppition of the word 'so', endless spelling and grammar mistakes...at least I hope not...and I really hope that there aren't too many here either, but I am in a bit of a hurry and need to go now, SO I hope that you enjoyed this :)

Yourn Truly,
 (sorry, I guess I'm feeling ornery:) )

This is revenge...but not really.

That's a Bradley face!! [inside joke...]

"Oh dear...that wasn't so good, I'm afraid to look at the next one..."

"Being goofy makes one tired...I'm just going to take a nap here"

There, that's more civilized...

Well...

Maybe I spoke too soon...And you're getting in on it now too!?!

"Who dares to say I can't?"

Just a few more shots...

...And that's all ya'll!!

See you next time!