I have a few St. Patrick's Day decorations up, because according to my Mom, she had a tiny bit of Irish in her. :-) I found this garland at Hobby Lobby for under $4.00 so I snapped it up. The sign is from the Dollar Tree. Nothing fancy at all.
Here is my beautiful Piper waiting to go back and get her braces put on:
And right after getting them. It's been a couple of weeks and after a few really painful days, I think she's beginning to adjust. She plays the baritone horn in band though, and I'm not sure how that's going. I keep forgetting to ask her. Isn't she beautiful? I just love her smile.
She has recently redid her room a little bit. Gone are the Eiffel Tower and Paris scenes comforter Papa Queen bought for her. She's liking more grown up bedding, although she still loves Paris decor. And our precious little Lizzie is always right there. She adores Piper and so does Zoey. And of course, so do we!
I have a few more pairs of mittens made for the school kids.
Another baby blanket for the Open Door Mission. It's called the Floating Squares Baby Blanket and I don't remember where I got the pattern from. I think it was probably a YouTube video. I used a J hook and Caron Yarn.
I'm working on this one now. Just a few more inches long and then the boarder. This is made using Bernat Baby Sport yarn. Dennis is volunteering at the Open Door Mission's food bank today as he does every Wednesday. Tuesday he goes to the donation drop off center to volunteer. He just called and said it's been pretty slow because of the bad roads, but they expect it to get busier this afternoon as it warms up. He usually doesn't even have time to call me as they are so busy giving out donated food.
I went to the neuro-surgeon last week and his recommendation is to not touch the cyst on my spine unless it grows. It is actually touching my spinal column and they would have to remove part of my spine and put it back together with screws. There is no guarantee I wouldn't be worse off than I am now. I may have to face it in the future if the cyst keeps growing, but I'm hoping to ignore it until then. After returning from London, I may have some other procedures to try to stop the spasms, but again, there is no guarantee they will help. It could be worse and others deal with much more serious issues so I refuse to complain. (At least I try not to.) Ha!
Blessings and love,
Here is my beautiful Piper waiting to go back and get her braces put on:
And right after getting them. It's been a couple of weeks and after a few really painful days, I think she's beginning to adjust. She plays the baritone horn in band though, and I'm not sure how that's going. I keep forgetting to ask her. Isn't she beautiful? I just love her smile.
She has recently redid her room a little bit. Gone are the Eiffel Tower and Paris scenes comforter Papa Queen bought for her. She's liking more grown up bedding, although she still loves Paris decor. And our precious little Lizzie is always right there. She adores Piper and so does Zoey. And of course, so do we!
I have a few more pairs of mittens made for the school kids.
Another baby blanket for the Open Door Mission. It's called the Floating Squares Baby Blanket and I don't remember where I got the pattern from. I think it was probably a YouTube video. I used a J hook and Caron Yarn.
I'm working on this one now. Just a few more inches long and then the boarder. This is made using Bernat Baby Sport yarn. Dennis is volunteering at the Open Door Mission's food bank today as he does every Wednesday. Tuesday he goes to the donation drop off center to volunteer. He just called and said it's been pretty slow because of the bad roads, but they expect it to get busier this afternoon as it warms up. He usually doesn't even have time to call me as they are so busy giving out donated food.
I went to the neuro-surgeon last week and his recommendation is to not touch the cyst on my spine unless it grows. It is actually touching my spinal column and they would have to remove part of my spine and put it back together with screws. There is no guarantee I wouldn't be worse off than I am now. I may have to face it in the future if the cyst keeps growing, but I'm hoping to ignore it until then. After returning from London, I may have some other procedures to try to stop the spasms, but again, there is no guarantee they will help. It could be worse and others deal with much more serious issues so I refuse to complain. (At least I try not to.) Ha!
I usually don't get political on my blog, but I can't pretend that I'm not disappointed in the way some of our leaders acted last night during President Trump's speech. Whether you do or don't agree with him, everyone is entitled to their own opinion and I truly respect that. That is the beautiful thing about our country. But the disrespect shown to the people who were honored last night was incredible and awful to see. Some leaders could not even clap for a young boy who has beat cancer or a prisoner and his mother who was was just freed from a Russian prison. I have no narrative. I don't even care much about politics, but to not be able to show respect to the family of the man who died last summer or Lakin Riley's family is beyond my comprehension. These people have done nothing to be disrespected for. May God have mercy on them.
Again, I apologize for bringing up politics. It's not something I usually do, but I actually cried last night when that little boy got his Secret Service badge. You could tell it meant everything to him. And half of the people on that floor didn't even move. No cheers, no clapping, no standing in respect for him and his battle. He was supposed to be dead years ago according to all of his doctors. What kind of a nation are we when we can't be unified enough to be happy for him and his family? My heart breaks for our country.
Blessings and love,
Betsy
The Church’s One Foundation
Text: Samuel J. Stone
Lyrics: Samuel S. Wesley
The church's one foundationis Jesus Christ her Lord;she is his new creationby water and the Word.From heaven he came and sought herto be his holy bride;with his own blood he bought her,and for her life he died.
Elect from every nation,yet one o'er all the earth;her charter of salvation,one Lord, one faith, one birth;one holy name she blesses,partakes one holy food,and to one hope she presses,with every grace endued.
Mid toil and tribulation,and tumult of her war,she waits the consummationof peace forevermore;till, with the vision glorious,her longing eyes are blest,and the great church victoriousshall be the church at rest.
Yet she on earth hath unionwith God the Three in One,and mystic sweet communionwith those whose rest is won.O happy ones and holy!Lord, give us grace that welike them, the meek and lowly,on high may dwell with thee.
