Tuesday, December 30, 2008

words near and dear to me...

“There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.”
~Washington Irving
With my husband leaving for Wisconsin to start his new job next Friday, packing, cleaning and preparing my home to be listed with a realtor by Monday and trying to find a new home in Wisconsin while sitting at my computer in Ohio has been leaving me feeling a bit overwhelmed. But when Sarah was struck by a flu bug yesterday morning...while sleeping in her brother's bed...I was humbled by the love, patience, kindness and gentleness with which my son handled the situation and took care of his sister before coming to wake me up. To everyone who has left comments and sent emails, well wishes, good thoughts and prayers... Thank you from the bottom of my heart, they give me strength and comfort.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

A few things I'd rather do instead of packing

Even though a full pack by the movers is part of the offer my husband accepted from his new employer, I have been through enough company relocations to know... I don't like the way they pack. So hubby brought home boxes to get me started. Only 20!! Sorry guy...I need about 120 more! I've also learned from listing our homes for sale that the more I have packed away from little hands, the less my hands have to clean up. In Sarah's short seven years, we have moved 4 times.... I love you Sarah, but you room has been packed today, I just don't have time to clean your room morning, noon and night. Your babies can stay on your bed, But be warned...I have a box with their name on it! In between packing and trips to the trash, I have been sneaking peeks at the listings the realtor sent us to look over. Though I haven't seen this cabin in person....on paper it is my absolute favorite and would be perfect for our family. Who wouldn't love a pre-Civil War log cabin tucked in the woods! And just in case the log cabin should sell or for some reason not suit us, then I have found this 100 year plus stone farm house with a huge red barn. I could easily call either one HOME. Now if we can just find a weekend that Dougs isn't playing hockey. Wait ....let me check my calendar....MARCH 1st. I don't know that I can wait that long! Hopefully hubby will like one of these properties when he heads up next week. To help me pass the time spent waiting for our move to Wisconsin, I started a smallish cross stitch project that can quickly be cleaned away. These two pieces are for a scissor sheath. I have finished the back and am nearly done stitching the piece with the "C" for the front. The set has charts for the scissor sheath, a needle book and a sewing case. Hopefully it will be enough to keep me busy. If not, I have another stitching kit that could keep me busy for a very long time. I'm starting to wonder if maybe I'm not spending enough time packing?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Reindeer Won't Be the Only Thing Flying Tonight

Just hours from Christmas morning and I am one sock shy of a pair. The stitches for the last sock were cast on this morning and I think with a movie or two after the children go to bed I should be able to work the rest of the cuff and foot before anyone jumps out of bed to see if Santa visited.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Things that begin with ...... M

... Mouse in the Nutcracker.
Daddy does better ballet hair than I do, so he spent two evenings with a room full of giggling mice and sugar plum fairies. I have absolutely no idea how to apply makeup and so I sold the experience to my husband "as a chance to do something that most father's would never have." Bless his heart!
Molly Molly Brown
Mom's Massive Mountain Maiden
More Molly And last but not least Moving to Wisconsin. Somewhere on this photo from space is the house we will find to call home.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Adding Color to Our Days

We've been busy playing with paints, paper and glue to bring color to our grey, winter days.
Filling a jar with buttons to hold my wooden spoons.
A bit of knitting with cheery colors will soon be warming little toes.
And a wave 'hello' from Molly Brown.