So here we are.... And I'm thinkin you'd like to hear "The Rest of the Story"...
Let me start by saying that it has been my experience that God ALWAYS moves in mysterious ways. We think we have it all figured out, we know what we're to do and how were to do it. Nope.... That's just not how He does things....
I've been contemplating how to impart the "Rest of the Story" to you. There are so many interesting avenues I could expound on here, but again, those stories will come Later. Today I must tell you how the "Silent Auction" ended. Well, much to my dismay the gentelman won the Girmet Dinner For 8.
Let me define "Gormet Dinner for 8": The group that donated this amazing offering for the auction is a group of "Singles", from a neighboring church, that are Gormet food and wine connoisseurs. They travel all around the Northern and Central California wineries and famous eateries. Not to be forgotten, they are all aspiring Chefs as well. So they return from their travels and perfect the recipes and and their wine paring skills on each other and then they offer these amazingly crafted delectable dinners for fundraisers.
It just so happens that one of "Ring Leaders" of these "Galavanting Gormets" was one of my Negibors on "Prarrie View Lane" (which on its own is a whole book of blogs). And had invited us to this event so that I could win this dinner for my "a Ladies of my Life Party", and donate money to the women's shelter ... Now, get this, the year before the dinner went for $300.00..... And as you know, this particular year it went for $600,00..., well after the auction winners were announced this amaxing group of "Galavanting Gormets" came trotting over to our table and
told me that truly would do the dinner for me too.... OHMYGOODNESS ... I was overjoyed...it was a WIN - WIN - WIN situation... So I set my sails to prepare for the party.... My sweet friend and "Prairie View Lane" neighbor offered her home to have the event. Since we were still living in our Motor Coach "TAD"... That was an immense blessing...l oh yeah.... Living in "TAD"... Another whole blog of stories of which I have chronicled and blogged somewhat about in previous blogs.... Any way suffice it to say there was no room to party with 10 guests and 4 chefs...
Sorry guys ... I must digress............. 33 years ago today.... St. Patrick's Day........ Was the last time I saw my Daddy alive...I was able to talk to him regarding his "Final Home" ... He assured me that I would surely see him on the other side.... At that time I was so willing for him to be OUTTA his misery...and to be in our Eternal Home in Heaven....He had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, pretty much all over his body just before Christmas 1981... So now it's the 18th of March, 2015... And I still miss him.... I am almost seven years older than he was when he passed away. He got to see all his grand children born though, and that's a very good thing. He is a funny guy, he really doesn't know what to do with babies but when they get big enough to play and go fishin that's his time. He's a very quiet man.... But you never are at a loss to know how he feels about things... He has "looks" that speak volumes...He is a "meat and potatoes" man every Nite with HOT bread and butter.... He was a skinny guy too...And one of his favorite sayings is...."Hook-Line-and-Sinker"... Daddy's are very special people. I'm so
thankful he is mine..."Here, There or In the air"...and most of all he LOVED and loves my Mom, they are waiting there for us... They are fishin every lake in Heaven, catchin "Big Fish"...
I have lots more to tell you about my LOML Luncheon.... So stay tuned...
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Saturday, March 14, 2015
4 of 52
WHAT????
YES!!!
I figured it out...😊
I can't believe how hard some things seem to be as you grow older.
This is a quote from a post on FB
"Oh My God, what if you wake some day and your 65 or 75 and you've never got your memoir or novel written; or didn't go swimming in the warm pools or oceans for all those years because your thighs were "jiggly"; and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just too strung out on perfectionism and people pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It's gonna break your heart. Don't let it happen." (This was written by Anne Lamott)
This was read by me yesterday ... I'm almost 69 years old..." I know, I know" ... You say... Cause I'm reminding all of you who read here that at "MY" age, you reflect on things. You see things, you are happy about some things and regretful about others. Start on your bucket list EARLY... Spend your lifetime DOING them, not WAITING to do them when you get older, when your children are raised, when you retire... Unfortunately, some things have to wait for life to take us there, but lots of the IMPORTANT things can be achieved along the way... Don't miss ANYTHING...I think "Bucket
Lists" are important... Understanding "Who You Are" is important.... Knowing that "How you were
created by Father God" is OK, your specifications are yours and no one else's... His opinion of His
creation is ALL that means anything anyway... Stay true to yourself and who and what you are called to be, that mandate is between you and our God... No one knows the promises and challenges He has made to and for you and yours.... His priority system for you is so very important, staying flexible to move as the spirit moves you... Sometimes you just have to "up and go"....others you must "sit and be still"...and "Wait"
I really don't want my words to be sounding as if I'm teaching all the time... I hope to be sharing
experience, to bring light and hope to who ever happens to read this...Everything I will be blogging is out of experience. While trying to follow my heart and endeavoring to follow after God's heart with my family and the destiny that He has set forth for me. It's been fun, sad, challenging, easy, hard, messy, invigorating, enlightening, and sometimes has left me dismayed.... But ALWAYS, "at the end
of the day"...I sought to see JOY...I seek to bring JOY....I remember as a little girl, an adolescent, a teenager and as a young adult sitting in "the big middle" (a phrase from my Momo) of my bed, crying
and pleading and telling God that ALL I ever wanted was to be happy.... In my younger years I didn't realize what a tall order that was, even for God.
This story all started in a seemingly "giving spirit"... At a "Silent Auction"... Raising money for a battered women and children's shelter... I wanted to give... I wanted this dinner that I was bidding on to be a double blessing. There was this "Gentleman " who also wanted this "Gormet Dinner for Eight" as well. We were very successful in driving the price of this meal up to, well I can't really remember the price (you know, at my age and all) that we ended our bidding on. It was not my bid though, and I believe it was about $600.00. Now that might seem extravagant, to say the very least. But let me explain............
On my "Bucket List" was a desire to have a very special "Ladies of My Life" party... The ladies of
my life were: my 2 Sister-In-Laws, my 3 Daughters, My 2 Daughter-In-laws, my oldest
Granddaughter and to round it out one of my oldest and dearest friends...Including me that made, if you were keeping count... That's 10 not 8 .... Oh well I'd just pay a little more for the extras...
Well, needless to say after the bids got up past $600.00... I threw in the towel...and my "Ladies of My Life Dinner" right along with it.... Next post will tell "The Rest Of The Story".
YES!!!
I figured it out...😊
I can't believe how hard some things seem to be as you grow older.
This is a quote from a post on FB
"Oh My God, what if you wake some day and your 65 or 75 and you've never got your memoir or novel written; or didn't go swimming in the warm pools or oceans for all those years because your thighs were "jiggly"; and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just too strung out on perfectionism and people pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It's gonna break your heart. Don't let it happen." (This was written by Anne Lamott)
This was read by me yesterday ... I'm almost 69 years old..." I know, I know" ... You say... Cause I'm reminding all of you who read here that at "MY" age, you reflect on things. You see things, you are happy about some things and regretful about others. Start on your bucket list EARLY... Spend your lifetime DOING them, not WAITING to do them when you get older, when your children are raised, when you retire... Unfortunately, some things have to wait for life to take us there, but lots of the IMPORTANT things can be achieved along the way... Don't miss ANYTHING...I think "Bucket
Lists" are important... Understanding "Who You Are" is important.... Knowing that "How you were
created by Father God" is OK, your specifications are yours and no one else's... His opinion of His
creation is ALL that means anything anyway... Stay true to yourself and who and what you are called to be, that mandate is between you and our God... No one knows the promises and challenges He has made to and for you and yours.... His priority system for you is so very important, staying flexible to move as the spirit moves you... Sometimes you just have to "up and go"....others you must "sit and be still"...and "Wait"
I really don't want my words to be sounding as if I'm teaching all the time... I hope to be sharing
experience, to bring light and hope to who ever happens to read this...Everything I will be blogging is out of experience. While trying to follow my heart and endeavoring to follow after God's heart with my family and the destiny that He has set forth for me. It's been fun, sad, challenging, easy, hard, messy, invigorating, enlightening, and sometimes has left me dismayed.... But ALWAYS, "at the end
of the day"...I sought to see JOY...I seek to bring JOY....I remember as a little girl, an adolescent, a teenager and as a young adult sitting in "the big middle" (a phrase from my Momo) of my bed, crying
and pleading and telling God that ALL I ever wanted was to be happy.... In my younger years I didn't realize what a tall order that was, even for God.
This story all started in a seemingly "giving spirit"... At a "Silent Auction"... Raising money for a battered women and children's shelter... I wanted to give... I wanted this dinner that I was bidding on to be a double blessing. There was this "Gentleman " who also wanted this "Gormet Dinner for Eight" as well. We were very successful in driving the price of this meal up to, well I can't really remember the price (you know, at my age and all) that we ended our bidding on. It was not my bid though, and I believe it was about $600.00. Now that might seem extravagant, to say the very least. But let me explain............
On my "Bucket List" was a desire to have a very special "Ladies of My Life" party... The ladies of
my life were: my 2 Sister-In-Laws, my 3 Daughters, My 2 Daughter-In-laws, my oldest
Granddaughter and to round it out one of my oldest and dearest friends...Including me that made, if you were keeping count... That's 10 not 8 .... Oh well I'd just pay a little more for the extras...
Well, needless to say after the bids got up past $600.00... I threw in the towel...and my "Ladies of My Life Dinner" right along with it.... Next post will tell "The Rest Of The Story".
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