Bad hair days and crooked tiaras...ALL righted by God's grace!!

As much as I long to be a domestic goddess, it has always somehow alluded me.  Most of my culinary attempts have been a fiasco, cleaning the house is a chore that I seldom look forward to and I have scorched my fair share of clothes while ironing.  The beginning of my  junior year  in high school I had huge expectations for the year ahead.  My home economics class was not only going to teach me how to cook, but also how to sew.  Excitement welled up in me as I looked for the perfect pattern for my sewing project.  Having always been fan of fashion I felt this was going to open up a door for me.  I would soon be able to sew all my clothes and not only be stylish but have the satisfaction that I made them myself!!! I didn't want to do JUST a skirt. No, I added a vest to the project as well.  Probably should have stopped at the skirt.  The fabric I chose for the outfit was one of the most difficult for a first time seamstress to...

Recently while looking on a popular social networking site, I saw a photo that was titled, "Easter is officially cancelled!"  The photo was so alarming to me that I couldn't even bring myself to post it on this week's blog.  On a deserted road lay a rabbit, an Easter basket and dyed eggs which appeared to have been flattened by a vehicle.  The inference was that the rabbit in the road was the "Easter Bunny," and because of his demise there would indeed be no Easter.  Now don't misunderstand me, I am aware that the person posting such a picture was just thinking that the picture and the comment were eye catching and edgy.  Searching the web, I found many similar photos which caused me to really start thinking about this from a spiritual perspective.  If Easter were all based on the bunny  in the road then it would certainly  have to be cancelled because of his untimely demise.  The death of the Easter Bunny would ...

One night a few years ago we had invited a couple of our good friends and their children over for supper.  This particular night was not much different than most any other night that we all gathered together-lots of lively conversation and lots of laughing. Since this was around the time that the hideous "Billy Bob teeth" were introduced on the market our friend's daughter, Eva and my husband, Marshall were comparing to see which one actually owned the ugliest set of teeth.   After saying goodnight to our guests, we began cleaning up the kitchen and came across Eva's "Billy Bob teeth" which she had left behind.  Marshall decided that he was going to call and let them know that he had the teeth.  He dialed the number and thinking that his buddy's wife had answered the phone he quickly began the following conversation-"  Hey! Just wanted to let you know in case you start looking for them that Eva left her teeth over here!!  She left th...

Last summer my friend, Stephenie and I went on a business trip to Philadelphia.  During our free time we were able to walk and enjoy some of the sites of the historic downtown area, the Liberty Bell, Constitution Hall and Betsy Ross' home.  It was absolutely awe inspiring and beautiful to see all of those places, but as we moved further into the center of the city the atmosphere changed significantly.  The buildings were architecturally  beautiful, but the city was a buzz with some very different types of people.  Many of which looked, for lack of a better word, unsavory.  As two women traveling alone in an unfamiliar city we began to feel somewhat uncomfortable-that was until we decided that we would pull our containers of mace from the bottom of our cross over bags and put them in our pocket.  At any given time one of us was on alert-if I was reading the street map Stephenie was watching with the mace ready to spray in an instan...