What Pops Did Today

He graduated from dismantling bikes to...

Happy Birthday, Connor!!!
My favorite 8-year-old

The Morning's Laugh

This is the way it's supposed to work. Oh how I wish I had a picture. Dad bought this nice little bed for Tracker so that he would not take over Fischer's bed. Oh how it warms our heart to go in the garage and see them snuggled in their beds, their respective beds.

Speaking of warm, notice the heater. Yes, we provide heat for our pitiful strays.

But, as I started to say, this is the way it's supposed to work. Imagine our surprise this morning when we found Tracker in the middle of Fischer's bed and Fischer curled up on Trackers!. Oh if only I had a picture. It struck our funny bones and we laughed and laughed.

Hope something today that makes you smile and perhaps let out a good laugh that begins in your belly and bursts out of your mouth.

Love you guys

Hi, I'm back; don't know what happened to this picture, it's fine on my computer. Anyway, I think you can see Fischer and Tracker, having played musical beds again.

The cat seems to rule.

surprising fb post/comments

What think you?

a fellow church member posted the following on her facebook page:

If someone wants to be a part of your life, they'll make an effort to be in it. So don't bother reserving a space in your heart for someone who doesn't make an effort to stay.

More that the post itself, I was surprise by the positive comments (9) and the 15 "like" that it generated.

I ask: What if the someone was in crises? What if she is too depressed to pick up the phone; what if that someone is your kid?

Is there no longer any cause to pursue friendship or to reach out to someone? Where is pardon/forgiveness?

I'm oh so thankful that just a few weeks ago two friends held me accountable when I got wrapped up in my own world.

...Oh love that wilt not let me go,

I rest my weary soul in thee;

I give thee back the life I owe,

that in thine ocean depths its flow may richer, fuller be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,

I cannot close my heart to thee;

I trace the rainbow through the rain,

and feel the promise is not vain that morn shall tearless be.

Near miss leads to cleanup

Last week Keaton (teenager next door) rode his skateboard into the street as I was driving home. It gave him and me a scare, and it motivated his mom and me to cut back some brush.

Yesterday I spent 2+ hours helping Jamie cut back privet, bush honeysuckle, and all manner of stuff (on her property) that was growing into the street. Tommy was ready to have me committed, but he did come over with the chainsaw to cut a couple things. An eyesore is gone and the neighborhood is a bit safer. That plus the pleasure of working with a friend and the satisfaction of a job done well make it more than worthwhile.

btw, Jamey, if there's anything of the gardening variety that you'd like me to do, I'd be more than happy to oblige when we're out there.

love you guys,

mom

Itty Bitty Honey Bunny Bread for Two Little Pigs just went into the 'fridge where he will rise only very slowly. Ready to be popped in the oven tomorrow morning.

full disclosure: I copied Alysia's floppy ears from last year.

Love to all and Happy Easter to all.

and...

Twelve or so hours early:

He is Risen; Risen Indeed!

Rejoice and Be Glad.

Tracker's Busy

No pictures... it's not exactly pretty, but there's the rear quarter of a squirrel, tail intact, next to Fischer on his bed.

Venus and our moon

Venus barely visible to left of moon in last phase. Between 7:10 and 7:15 a.m. January 29.

When I consider the heavens, the work of thy hands,

The moon and the stars which thou hast ordained,

What is man that thou art mindful of him?

Psalm 8