Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Happy B-day Casey
Friday, January 23, 2009
The Nose Knows Day 3
Thursday, January 22, 2009
The Nose Knows Day 2
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The Nose Knows
Monday, January 19, 2009
Happy B-day Adam

Wednesday, January 14, 2009
CONFESSIONS OF A CRACKPOT
Because the internet has been around for a couple of years now ...stories tend to cycle or recycle through your email. Reminds me of the jokes we use to tell as kids...so "Whats black and white and read all over?" Answer a newspaper (and if you went to Catholic school the answer was a Nun falling down the stairs) Little changes... because I still hear from my grandchildren this joke...so we will be seeing some of the same stories up until the time we die (good thing is... the older you get the chances that you will remember the story are slim...and thus you will be a story virgin once again). So today I received a story that I have received several times before and I was glad for the reminder that I am a crack(ed) pot...I know that I am not perfect and I think this is what drives me crazy...the feelings of being inadequate consume me at times and my ability to achieve anything. So I was glad that this story reminded me that even though I am not perfect I have done some good along the way...the only problem is where I was nurturing flowers others wanted a forest and that I simply can not provide...so I will just continue in this life to do the best that I can, love the Lord and my family and friends to the best of my ability and recognize that the crack (ed) pot that I am is OK...here is the story:
An elderly Chinese woman had two Large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.'
'For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them. SO, To all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the Flowers on your side of the path!
An elderly Chinese woman had two Large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.'
'For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them. SO, To all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the Flowers on your side of the path!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Happy B-day Ron
Happy Birthday Ron! I think that he is 37 today...so correct me if I am wrong...he is married to Megan my middle daughter and they live in Colorado Springs, CO with all their children...Meg has 3 boys and Ron has 5 boys and 1 girl...their house hold is busy to say the least...Ron is a great guy and works as the Finance Manager for the largest Subaru dealer in Colorado Springs...I am glad that he and all his brood are part of the family...Happy Birthday!! (sorry this is the only pic I have of you)
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Christmas is officially over at the Garfields
This is always a sad day for me...when all the Christmas decorations have been taken down and put away for next year...I try and stretch out the Christmas lights and glitter for as long as I can...Day after Thanksgiving to a couple of days after the New Years...in my house that is about all I can get away with...I know that really is a long time and yes I am thankful for that. There is just something magical about the lights and the decorations that I love to have around...the pine boughs (fake) but none the less green and festive, house lights, decorated trees, scented candles, Santa saying ho ho ho...people being nice, carolers at our door...the nativity scenes...the list just goes on...so I will be sad today and then tomorrow happy counting the days to the season next year...here is to the spirit of the season may it be in our hearts all year long.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
HAPPY NEW YEAR
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