Sunday, April 28, 2013

Trouble (Well, not major trouble)...

Whoa.
I'm having trouble

I accidentally completely deleted that last post - called "My Favorite Things".

Before that I was writing on this blog about quitting blogging - and Facebook - for a while.... and actually getting my news the old-timey way, from the newspaper (you know, the kind you hold in your hands - and get print-ink on your face when you scratch your nose). 
I thought I hit "Preview" on that post, but I hit "Publish".
So then I went to my posts and deleted it (because I didn't like it).
Then I thought I didn't delete it, so I hit 'Delete' again - and accidentally deleted "My Favorite Things"!!!!!!!!
I can't go back and find it ("My Favorite Things)- so I guess it's really gone.  I can't even say click HERE to go there.  :(

So I thought I'd Google an image for the word "Trouble" (I like visual aids on my blog) and found that Simpsons' character saying "Ha Ha!"
That seemed appropriate.

(If you read all that, thanks.  It was kind of maybe-confusing.)

Maybe I do need to quit blogging for a while.
Maybe.

I'll close with some images I found when I Googled "quit blogging"....









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I have a new poll up! 
(If I quit blogging - I'll still do some kind of polling.
I think.)

Monday, April 22, 2013

"What if?!?"

Mark Twain once said, "I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened."

That's a great quote on worry, I think.

My dad used to travel a lot on business.  As a little girl I would lie in bed at night thinking about him flying in a plane high in the sky and then the plane would just fall out of the sky and crash.
That's the first real worry I remember having. It was horrible.
And thankfully, it never happened.

This past week I found the best Bible verse in the world for me - with regards to worry.
Oh there are many, and I have memorized many of them, but this was a new one for me.
It's this:
"They will have no fear of bad news;
 their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord."
-Psalm 112:7

They will have NO FEAR OF BAD NEWS!
Whoa.

It doesn't say there will be no bad news. ... because there will be!!
But you (I) don't have to fear it!!

Who the Psalmist is talking about is the person who fears the Lord.  (That's the first part of the psalm.)

This is so elementary that you'd think I'd think, "Well duh" ....  but somehow it grabbed me last week, and has taken hold of me. 

And I like that!!!

I will leave you with some more pictures I found of worry warts. 


 

I thought those were cute, now that I'm declaring myself a FORMER worry wart.


Saturday, April 20, 2013

Songs Do Speak

So much has happened this week, everywhere.
Seems like more has happened than usual.

In the tea room Thursday I played "How Great Thou Art" (as my own way to memorialize George Beverly Shea who died Tuesday.)
One man came up to me, put a big tip in my tip jar, and told me he so needed to hear that song that day;  that everyone needed to hear that song.

And there was a party of ladies who all - each separately- told me they appreciated that song being played, in light of the horrors of the week.  

So I played it again yesterday and today.... and got even more comments on its appropriateness.

So that was wonderful.... glorious.


And today I got to play for Lorene's 90th birthday party.

I'd met Lorene earlier - many times- when she'd come into the tea room with her daughters.   She always wants to hear "Blue Bayou" by Roy Orbison and Patsy Cline's "Crazy".
I am always happy to oblige.

And I was thrilled to get a picture taken with her!

They had quite a party for her in the party area.
I'd say maybe 30 folks were there. 









On a different note, there is a new Prather in the world!  Some of you (relatives on my mother's side) might think we have a new relative, but only in name (I think, anyway). (My grandmother was a Prather before she married her husband, Earl White. They had six kids, one of whom is my mom, who happened to marry Andy White, which means that I am a White on both sides.... pure White, if you will.

I digress...
Jesse and Kristin Prather had a baby girl this week, Serena!
(I know many of my blogreaders know Jesse!)

Here are two pictures I got off of Facebook....


 
Isn't she beautiful?

And she was born into a wonderful family.
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Well, there's more to tell, but I better go.
I do have a new poll up (upper right).
Thanks for voting!















Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Wednesday Whimsy...

Today's whimsy comes to you from Facebook.
I took the liberty to 'borrow' some pictures to post here....because they are fun pictures, in my opinion.
(I hope it's okay with everyone that I borrowed these.)

Niece Elizabeth and her family went camping this past weekend! ....

 Now that's a great family.

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Now for some pictures from Rob and Caroline....

Here's their oldest....
Caroline put just this as the caption:
"Aspirations"   

I thought that was great.
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Here's Sawyer with his dad...


And here he is with his mother and little sister...
Beautiful family, huh?


And here are a couple of pictures from niece Marian...
That's beautiful Eloise with her Rapunzel hair she got in her Easter basket (she had cut her own hair earlier (all off!), and wanted the Easter Bunny to bring her some.... which he did!)

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Marian's older sister- Jennifer- was part of her sister-in-law's wedding recently and I got to see (and steal) this picture.....

  That's Jennifer's family on the far right, and those are all her in-laws, who are wonderful, by the way.

Geeze I don't have other family members' pictures- like John, and Josh, and Jason,  and Justin - and Cap - and others.

Well here's Justin's dog, Beta ...


Isn't she beautiful?

Well, our family is known for its beautiful dogs.
Oh, and here's John's gorgeous Whitacre.....



Here are Olive and Akon, with Laura....
Olive, on the left, is being taken care of by Ryan and Laura, because her 'parents' are in Scotland for the year.


Saving the best for last... here's sweet Shiloh...


So all this would be my whimsy for this Wednesday.
(My definition of 'whimsy' is pretty broad.)

Oh, I have a new poll up!
Thanks for voting.





Monday, April 15, 2013

Monday Monday

I got on Facebook this morning and saw this....


Laura had posted it, with the description, 'Hey'.

That's Laura.  No fuss... just lets you figure it out. 

And it made me realize how getting on your laptop with a chickadee IS unique.
As is Laura.

I was thinking about Laura and her brother this morning as I was thinking about my own growing up.
(I'm seriously working on a book about growing up as a twin - and then losing the twin - and all that went into that.    It's been 24 years since Peggy's death, and I think I'm ready to write about it - if for no one else's sake but my own.)

Anyway, I got to thinking about how when growing up as a twin you ALWAYS have a buddy.
And maybe that was part of my anxiety in taking baby Laura to the church nursery.  She didn't have a little 'other' to be there with her.    She was ALONE.    Will might have been there, too, but he wasn't her 'other'.

I say all that to say that writing about being a twin is making me REALIZE just how it was.

People would always ask, "So what's it like being a twin?"
Hmm.  How do you answer that question - when it's all you know?

Well, writing this book-thing is getting me in touch with that.... and I hadn't realized it would do that for me.

So it's great.


Here are some really random quotes I like, on writing....

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
Anais Nin

I went for years not finishing anything. Because, of course, when you finish something you can be judged.
- Erica Jong

Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer.
- Barbara Kingsolver

Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
- E. L. Doctorow
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I have a new crazy poll up (upper right).
Thanks for voting!



Saturday, April 13, 2013

I'm ready.

Either I'm having the worst bad cold ever, or I've just started having major allergy problems, for the first time in my life.
Sam is thinking the same thoughts I'm thinking, though not as verbosely, of course.
We are both in the throes of it.
UGH.

(We've both been to the doctor, and feel like wimps when he tells us to 'hang in there'.)

I've haven't felt like playing in the tea room.
That's when I KNOW I don't feel well.
I love playing in the the tea room.

But I don't feel bad enough not to blog.
Today anyway.
'Course I don't have to shampoo my hair or change clothes to blog.... so here I am....
... ready to tell you something.



We (actually) finished our book.






You can click HERE for the Amazon page on it.... and there is where you can click to 'look inside'.

Some of you know that I've been working on it for years.  And then Sam became a part - and we've both been working on it for a while.
I added my part, then he added his part.

I wanted a different cover (with a picture of me pulling my hair out), but Sam (wisely) thought better and so there you have it.


So now you know.

And I'm picking at my cuticles just telling you about it.
 

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In other news, please take my poll about birth order (if it's still up).
Some of you won't fit at all in any birth order poll, or info - as I don't, being a twin with no other siblings.  But you can still have an opinion about which is best.

I write that to tell you that I've started writing a new book(!).... about growing up as a twin... and then being twinless... and then all the stuff that goes on when a Christian (my twin) has (had) cancer, and when well-meaning people try to help.
Hmm. That sounds like three books.  But it will be one.

I say all that to say that telling YOU about it may make it actually happen.    (And I may put bits and pieces here into this blog - since there are just so many times I can tell you about those crazy tea room customers.)

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In closing here's a picture of Sweet Caroline on Grandparent's Day at her school last month....
She gave me that potted marigold right behind her.
I think I gave it my bad cold/allergies. :(

But oh, I adore sweet, beautiful, precious, kind, giving Caroline. 
And I'm getting to play 'Grandma'.

(Her real Grandma Peggy died 24 years ago yesterday.)
It's always a teary time this time of year.

But I'm ready to write about Peggy, finally. 
And I've already gotten the pages numbers done!

(Well, more than that.)

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Wednesday Whimsy. . .

from all over the place...
first from LoneStar Antiques....
.... then from Scotland....
.... then from North Richland Hills....
... then from Dallas....
... then from Southlake....


That next-to-the-last-picture is of my rock I call BEAUTY. 

Caroline painted it for me. 

Then she and her brother sold painted and bejeweled rocks to their fans. 
Caroline wanted to sell them 'for free'.  
Andrew wanted to sell them for like 8 dollars, but marked them down when Caroline told him he should mark them down.

(I don't think he was pulling her hair in that last picture.)

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I've just put up a new random poll, with some time on the other.
Thanks for voting!
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(Oh, did you see the Statue of Liberty waving at you?!)

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

You're not gonna laugh....

My last post was about some crazies that promised 'you were gonna laugh'.

This post is a bit more somber.

I'm not always perky.

The suicide of Rick Warren's 27-year-old son has really affected me.

Sometimes we can't make sense of things.

But then, sometimes things just don't make sense.

All is not happiness and light.
And magical peace and joy.

Sometimes there's weeping, and questioning, and just taking one step in front of another.  Or maybe just going to bed for a while.

We don't have to figure things out.

I've known junk in my life.  Heartache.  Deep grief.  Miscarriages, twin-death, friend betrayal, in-law weirdness that people tell me I must not have forgiven since I've not let said person in my life. etc., etc.

People don't understand my yuck.  I don't understand theirs. 

So?

We all have our stuff.

But the morning was new this morning.  And that little bird was singing outside my window again.  Sweet thing.

And I have the Bible.
It tells me yuck happens.
It never promises me a rose garden, in this messed up world.

But it promises love..... and wholeness... and healing.

And it says this...


 I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world. 
John 16:33