I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
The green outside my window has faded into the mellow tones of summer’s end, and I realize that August is almost over. So amazing…
:: My mom was a lead in Annie, and I helped to make her fab 1930’s wardrobe. (My sister gets the credit for the amazing hair, though.)
:: My grandparents were here for [...]
summer veg
uber cool
snitched from mama’s garden
roadside loveliness
sweet cherries from williamson
he’s for real
will heaven look like this?
what the farmer left in our field
being incredibly eager to go
golf at papa’s (in maine)
jameson’s new passion
balancing ball on tee = hardest part
papa bruce is the MAN.
yes, they really were fantastic on the road to and from maine
“mom, i’m like [...]
Our first summer here is… flying by. Rooms that still need to be settled, first attempts at gardening, guests coming and going, sisters buying houses, friends buying houses, and trying to fit in “summer stuff” in all the cracks (sort of unsuccessfully, it seems) has made for busy weeks. I swear the fields were just [...]
It’s summer. And so far, it’s been gorgeous. Warm, sunny days, the smell of fresh cut grass (okay, okay, AND fertilized fields), just enough rain, and vast amounts of green space. Boy, I sure missed the space.
Summer also means:
:: first boxes from the CSA. It feels like I had to wait forever (because I did!), [...]
Our week without Ryan was:
a check-up for Jameson (”What a strong, intelligent young boy you have, mom,” said the doctor. Well. That’s rather obvious, isn’t it?)
annuals, perennials, and mulch from the nursery.
weeding, spraying, planting, mulching.
bike-riding, baseball, bike-riding, basketball, bike-riding, little people, and bike-riding.
books and snuggles and a slow morning or two.
playdates with friends. (pb&j is [...]
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. Read more »My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
"Even in countries like Canada and the U.K., there is no intrinsic right to health care. Rather, citizens in these countries are told by government bureaucrats what health-care treatments they are eligible to receive and when they can receive them. All countries with socialized medicine ration health care by forcing their citizens to wait in lines to receive scarce treatments.
Although Canada has a population smaller than California, 830,000 Canadians are currently waiting to be admitted to a hospital or to get treatment, according to a report last month in Investor's Business Daily. In England, the waiting list is 1.8 million."
A fabulous thought on responding to our children's fears: Yes, your fears are valid, and YES, Jesus came to deliver.
Well said. Nothing genius, but then again, it seems that us duped Americans just need a lot of basic truth these days.
"Sotomayor’s comments were literally scripted — for a lecture. She then published that speech in a law journal. It’s apparent she meant what she said, and if a white judge ever said anything similar, his career would be over. And, as former federal prosecutor Andrew McCarthy notes, any typical citizen who said anything of the sort would be dismissed from a jury pool."
Creepy: the exact word I use when describing my feelings about leaders who go out of their way to promote infanticide. But that's another story. (ht: lore.unskewed.com)
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