you know it is going to be a grand evening when

Yes, you know it is going to be a grand evening when...

You swing through revolving doors...twice for some of us 

Huge lobster display 

Elegant ladies room 

The View  ...21 stories up and

 then it starts ....

 The food 

Warm bread 

The best filet ever ! 

His dessert 

Her dessert 

My dessert....shared and...now you see it 

Now you don't 

Goodbye from  darling hostess
who just happens to live across the street !


Thank you and sweet dreams Ron and Tina
A night to remember.

Thanksgiving week, but...

Hard to write when your heart is breaking and your eyes are cloudy 

Hard to move on with your day with just the ordinary tasks that will either wait for you or you start to tackle them

What changed overnight?

My youngest daughter lost a friend, a co-worker, to suicide.  

Psalm 55:17King James Version (KJV)17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.

It has been a long time

many years in fact, since we have seen each other face to face.

     but, as I closed the door on my car and started to the path, she was already out of the
          house, skipped the path and  headed right to me with her big smile and open arms.

     That is a good friend.

We talked a bit, then stepped inside, talked some more, then into the kitchen for coffee.
      Along with our hostess we chatted and then out to the sun porch.
      It was a glorious morning in the Northwest and the porch was so comfy cozy

The view was spectacular, the coffee great, but that was just the icing on the cake.
we talked about old times and today times and sad times and fun times.

That is a good friend, a very good friend.


     

out of the mouths of babes

while chatting with a customer/ friend I became more aware of her difficult situation.  I asked her if she was sleeping ok.   sometimes yes, sometimes no.
As our conversation was coming to a close, I told her that I hope she would sleep well tonight.

a little voice in my living room said " I will pray for her"

I made sure that my friend heard those words.

She was very touched.

Me too.

Once a year

If I was taking a vote, I am sure the top picture would win, for best outfits of the century!
One took hours of Grampy in the  shop  and Mom on line, etc. 
 The other took a trip to the closet and out for KFC dinner.   

But that was three years ago, maybe four  and this year that little mouse  helped me get ready for the group that comes to my door.    We can count on 100 to 150 guests.   

He did not eat a single piece.  He busied himself by finding all the taffy in green wrappers, pink wrappers, yellow wrappers and blue wrappers.  I usually put a couple in each bag, but little man was so serious with his task, I did not want to disturb him.   So I put at least 5 wrapped candies in each bag ....

and one  gospel tract.  This is my favorite. A true story by my friend Berwick Hyland 

With 106 treat bags ready, the evening begins. 

Yes, I am smiling, with my hot cider, but the thought of missing out on  treating my own grandchildren , just about made me cry.   Through the years I have always had special bags for the little people in the neighborhood that I know.   also, I take pictures and post them on the door ( not the internet ) .   It is fun to hear their voices before ringing the doorbell..."Oh, that is me"..."Look at that one".     BUT, the main treat, is knowing that each child is taking home the Good News, in an easy to read booklet.  As they say their greetings and thanks, I tell them to read the true story and then , as I did last night, after 103 visitors, I prayed for at least one to believe the true message !


Once a year I can share a real gift
and it is eagerly  received
And that is why I like Halloween