The most important of “My Favorite Things” isn’t even a “thing”…

Yesterday, a friend of mine sent me a YouTube link entitled, “God’s Love Letter For You”.  Let me tell you, it brought me to tears but wonderful, blessed, gut-wrenching tears.  It’s ALL good.

God’s timing continues to totally astound me.  Here is the link for the video.  It is more moving than anything I have seen in a long, long time.  I also am moved by this whole “thing” because the sender is a “new” friend of mine.

God uses each of us in wonderful ways if we will just allow Him to do so.  Imagine what a blessing each of us could be if we only said, “Yes”, when God calls out our name or moves in our heart or does whatever He wants to do in and through us.

I guess I had better attach the link before I forget…

There are so many parts of this video that spoke to me but the most important part was this… “I am your Father and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus.  John 17:23”   Now THAT, my friends, is love.

He is waiting… Luke 15:11-32


More of “My Favorite Things”

  • A self-cleaning oven… especially after what I just did this morning… 😦
  • Encouragement from new friends… and lots of laughs, too.  Thank you, Gypsyess!  (Now get moving on that fudge making!)
  • I hate putting this one as a bullet point… so I won’t put it as a bullet point.  This one is deserving of a separate post.
  • Mistakes at the grocery story which result in an extra meal.  Next time I will READ the recipe before I go shopping.
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  • Notice how most of this post has to do with food in one way or another?  Baking & cooking today… it is a most excellent thing that I have neighbors who enjoy eating!
  • And I can’t forget this… a Crock-Pot

Kindness, Respect, Wisdom and Gratitude – powerful words

Powerful words – yes.   Doable ? – absolutely   Will you pledge, too? – hopefully…

I am imagining how much my little corner of the world is going to change because I have made the choice to be intentional in the way I treat others with Kindness… Respect… Wisdom… Gratitude… this is the way God created me to be in the first place.

Blessings, my friends 🙂

The Simple Things

Who among us doesn’t remember “My Favorite Things” from The Sound of Music?  Raindrops on roses… whiskers on kittens… bright copper kettles & warm woolen mittens… the list is so beautiful yet so simple.  I rarely pick up a piece of blue satin ribbon when I am sewing and don’t think about this song.

The Sound of Music

Life has become so complicated.  What happened to the simple things?  Oh, they’re still there.  We just forget to notice them because… well, we’re so busy being busy.

My Favorite Things

So I am sitting here tonight thinking about what are some of my “simple” things.  What would I put into “My Favorite Things” song?  What would YOU put into your song?

  • Friends who don’t care if you call at any time of the day or night…
  • The sound of the hawk in the neighbors’ tree early every morning…
  • “Thinking of you” cards in the mail…
  • Trust…


These are a few of my favorite things…


Alrighty.  Here is my not-so-closely-guarded recipe (a.k.a. science experiment) for my homemade fudge.  It is so unbelievably easy to make and you can do it on a whim.  I’ve actually been known to get up in the middle of the night to stir up a quick batch, pop it in the fridge and then go back to bed… having sweet dreams & a great breakfast.  Not really cause I don’t honestly enjoy eating chocolates… there’s a story behind that but not right now.  It has to do with chemotherapy.  Yuck.

So here you have it:

1/4 cup of BUTTER (it HAS to be butter… no substitutes)

3 cups of whatever chocolate you have on hand.  (I keep a large jar on my shelf and throw leftover semi-sweet chocolate bits, pieces of candy bars, Hershey Kisses, etc. into the jar.)

1 can of sweetened condensed milk (or use the recipe I have for homemade s.c.m. which I can give to you if you want it.  IF I can find the recipe, that is.)

Mix all of this in a 2 quart Pyrex mixing bowl and stir it up a little bit.

Pop it into the microwave for 3-5 minutes at 50% power; stirring at some point just to mix things up a bit.

When you pull it out of the microwave at the end, this is when the heavenly part starts.  You stir in 1 tsp. of the very best vanilla you can find.  (We bought ours in Mexico whilst we were on a cruise last year.) Madagascar vanilla is the best! Then stir and stir and stir until the mushy mess turns from this disastrous looking crap into a silky & smooth & glossy creation. fudge

If you should choose to add in things such as nuts, marshmallows, brickle, whatever.. this would be the time to do that.  I add about a cup of whatever I wish to add but you can do whatever floats your boat.

I probably should have mentioned this earlier… the pan or dish that you choose to use for the finished product should be greased with real butter, too.  Do this before you begin the process – the science experiment.  I use a 9 x 13 cookie pan that has a 1 inch lip around the edges.  I also have used an 8 x 8 or 9 x 9 baking pan, too.  It all depends on how thick you want your pieces to be at the end.

Pop the dish into the fridge for at least an hour to firm it up.  VOILA!!!  Fudge!

This is how mine sometimes appears… empty platecause that is when my PDQT friend is around the fudge…

The Basic Rules For Clotheslines (You have to be a certain age to appreciate this!)

  • You had to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes.  Walk the entire length of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.
  • You had to hang the clothes in a certain order.  Always hang “whites” with “whites” and hang them first.
  • You NEVER hung a shirt by the shoulders – always by the tail.  What would the neighbors think?
  • Wash day on Monday.  Never hang clothes on the weekend or Sunday, for Heaven’s sake!
  • Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines.  You could hide your “unmentionables” in the middle (perverts and busybodies – you know?)
  • It didn’t matter if it was sub zero weather – clothes would “freeze dry”.
  •  Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes.  Pins left on the line were “tacky”!
  • If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next washed item.
  • Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket and ready to be ironed.
  • IRONED?  Well, that’s a whole other subject!

Before email & facebook & cell phones & texting & all things technological… feeling nostalgic now…

A clothes line was a news forecast to neighbors passing by.                                  There were no secrets you could keep when clothes were hung to dry.

It also was a friendly link for neighbors always knew                                               If company had stopped on by to spend a night or two.                                              For then you’d see the “fancy sheets” and towels upon the line;                              You’d see the “company table cloths” with intricate designs.

The line announced a baby’s birth from folks who lived inside.                             As brand new infant clothes were hung, so carefully with pride!                             The ages of the children could so readily be known                                                    By watching how the sizes changed, you’d know how much they’d grown!

It also told when illness struck, as extra sheets were hung;                                      Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, haphazardly were strung.

It also said, “Gone on vacation now” when lines hung limp and bare. It told, “We’re back!” when full lines sagged with not an inch to spare!

New folks in town were scorned upon if wash was dingy and gray,                   As neighbors carefully raised their brows, and looked the other way.

But clothes lines now are of the past, for dryers make work much less.                Now what goes on inside a home is anybody’s guess!

I really miss that way of life, it was a friendly sign.                                                  When neighbors knew each other best by what hung on the line.

Why friends shouldn’t let friends fly American Airlines :)

This is so ridiculous!  Check out the one quote from their spokesman Josh Freed.  He absolutely without a doubt must have worked for the United States government at some point in his life!

This is but one more reason why I fly Southwest or I don’t fly…

Day 10. Proudest moment. 

My new friend, Gypsyess, posted this just now. And a lot of days I don’t even want to drive to the store because I’m all alone… Great post, Gypsyess, and thank you for inspiring me. xoxoxx

Wonder Of My Worlds

Day 10 of my 30 day challenge is to write about my proudest moment. This has me “feeling some type of way” hahaha. As I try to think of my life, all almost 27 years of it, I am left to wonder what the proudest moment is. I don’t want to give a typical answer because that’s just now how my mind works. I honestly think the proudest moment of my life was when I got up and decided to book a last minute trip to Europe (the UK,Netherlands, Austria, Switzerland, Italy, France and Germany) and go all alone. I don’t know if it’s sad that my proudest moment is a vacation hahaha but it is. Yes, I’m glad that I got to see all those wonderful places and experience the different cultures, but my main sense of pride comes from getting up and going somewhere new…

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