My Everything Quilt

We are in Savannah and it is thundering with lightning. I just love a real good storm. I hope it rains buckets for hours. It's starting to rain. Oh, good, now the electricity has gone out. This keeps getting better and better. I could so easily close my eyes and go to sleep right now. David and Hannah both are doing just that. I love listening to the sound of a storm while I try to go to sleep. Had lunch with Mom, Gayle, and Cynthia today. It was supposed to be a girls' lunch, but we let Daddy join us. You know, it really is true; you don't appreciate things/people until you don't have it/them all the time. I didn't use to enjoy spending time with my sisters; now I wish I had the opportunity to have lunch with them every week. And Mom and Dad, I really need to spend more time with them. Mom has fallen and has a black eye. It looks awful. Daddy just sits there most of the time, unaware of what anyone is talking about. He can't hear well which is part of the reaso...

Sunday was Father's Day. I don't really know the origin of the special day for our dads. But if mothers can have a designated day then I guess fathers should have one also. Actually, as I have been thinking about it, I think fathers deserve more than just one special day. I mean look at all they do for their families. They work hard and oftentimes long hours (many must work these hours away from their loved ones), they take care of the things around the house the wife and/or children don't like to do (such as bug control and yard work), they maintain our vehicles, they do all the heavy stuff like moving furniture, they fix our computers when we haven't got a clue (at least in our house) and numerous other things. Sometimes I think there is not enough appreciation for these men. My dad. I like to call him "Pops." I remember as a child Daddy would play with us when he got home from work. He was a very good horse! One year our church awarded him "Mother of t...

We went to a wedding this past weekend. It was the first wedding we've been to since our daughter was married in March. The bride is an only child. We've known this family for many, many years. Our daughter and the bride used to be the best of friends when they were much younger. Now our older daughter is like a daughter to this couple and she was in the wedding. Strange, I know. The mother of the bride looked elegant. The bride was beautiful. The wedding itself was very pretty. And the fact that another daughter of ours did the flowers and coordinated the wedding is beside the point! It was a nice ceremony, typical, not strange or unusual. There was a moment of sadness for me, though, when the father of the bride PROUDLY walked his daughter down the aisle. He was smiling from ear to ear. Of course, he was also dealing with a lot of emotions! The face of the bride was beaming! You could tell she was nervous, yet so very happy to be on her father's arm heading down the aisle...

It's here! The week of church camp for the girls is my week to catch up on my scrapbooking. I look forward to these 4 days every year. I know some people think I'm nuts to spend 4 whole days (and at times all night) putting pictures in a scrapbook, but I really enjoy it. I am usually behind (this year I'm working on 2008). It is fun to remember what was happening in our family by looking at the pictures. It is also interesting to see how my girls have grown and changed. Among some of the fun events from '08 were Gran's 80th birthday and the Riverboat Cruise we took her on. That summer we all spent a week at the beach in St. George, Florida. There were 10 of us including Gran, Deborah and Neal, and Leah's then boyfriend, Blake. Our friends David and Terry Thompson were invited to join us, but at the last minute Terry couldn't go. David and their daughter, Rachel, did spend the week with us. Our friends, Ted and Cindy Boone, were a few houses down the beach fr...