Fall Projects

"Mom, I want my quilt from Grandma Ruth put in. This week." -Me
"Okay." -Mom
I like my Mom!

She even started quilting it. 

This is what happens when a person looks at Pinterest too much in  one week. They're Ginger Tea Candy. I burned the first batch. After I unburned them, I'm cool like that! :D  I dropped them into powdered sugar...

Because Mary Poppins says "A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down." And she's always right.  Not actually, cuz she says that it's okay to climb up the insides of chimneys and out onto the roof. She's wrong on that one. Very wrong.

I put them into a mason jar, just because that's the in thing to do right now. And I figured it would prolly look kinda neat. 

And then I chopped a piece of a curtain off, and wrapped the top of the jar, and tied it with hemp. And then I set it on my desk and looked at it all evening. And a few days later I fed them to Brad. :D He didn't die, and he didn't turn green, and he still walks okay. So I think I'll prolly try again sometime. But next time I'm going to use honey instead of all the vile sugar!

This was another Pinterest project. I'm not
convinced I like it yet. It doesn't look like the picture I copied it from!!! *sigh* I think next time I try I'm going to cut the boards myself, instead of turning them over to the tender mercies of my dear 15 year old brother. He used a swede saw. Yikes. I was glad for his help though. Thank's Brad! I also stuck the handles on with JB weld. Not sure that was necessarily something that normal people would confess to having done. But it worked really well. So. You should try it sometime. If you happen to be out of gray tape! :D 

That's a Zinnia. I like them. Lots.     

This is Amy and I. I like her. Lots.
The End

Supercalifragilisticexpialidotios. That's a good word btw. Just ask Mary Poppins.

It's fall, and the wind is blowing gustily today, the leaves are zooming around and running into peoples faces unexpectedly, and the pumpkin spice candles smell gorgeous. I think God made autumn just for me! :D But it's okay if you all want to enjoy it too. I'll share.
 This morning I was going about my life and had this sudden, and highly disturbing, thought. I didn't know what day of the week it was.
At all. Like, I thought about it for a good three minutes and finally figured it out by the process of elimination. "I know we already had a Tuesday, because of kids club. I know we had a Wednesday, because of church. But is it Thursday, or Friday, or Saturday!?". I finally figured out that it must be Friday. Because yesterday wasn't Wednesday, and I knew I was supposed to teach school today, and I don't teach on Saturdays. I'm not blond. Nope. I'm not. I refuse to be called blond. I'm just, um... something else that's nicer!!!
 I'm listening to Lynda Randle's music today. She says that life is good all the time if we center it around Jesus. She's right too. And this morning Jesus told me that He likes to give His people rest. And that He doesn't want me to worry about stuff. So today I'm listening to Him. You should too. Cuz He had people write that in the Bible for everybody. Not just me.
 I walked in the door from school today feeling kinda blue and Amy and Mom yelled from the living room, "HEY! Come in here!'. And proceeded to throw idea's at me rapidly while I just stood there looking confused. Because I knew they were idea's about something that had to do with candles and stopping to pick up fall leaves for pretty... But that was about all I could gather from their exclamations. I finally figured out that we're going to the lake by my Dad's logging job tonight, for supper. And I said, "Tonight!? Oh!". And stood there looking lost again. Amy paused long enough to figure out what was wrong with me and then started throwing idea's at me again. "Frank. I'm going to talk. You be quiet and listen." *I give her a funny look.* "You have a way of telling me to stop talking when I have idea's like I'm going to tell you. So. Don't do that." *I shut my mouth and look at her expectantly.* "I'm going to go down to the jar room..." *I open my mouth, and say, "stop talking". (The words jar and room were a dead give away).* *Amy glares at me.* *I shut my mouth again.* "And I'm going to....". And then she told me a whole list of things she is going to do in the jar room. Including painting and moving shelving around and putting a mason jar over the bare light-bulb that's poking out of a beam in the ceiling downstairs. I nodded, and smiled. I like her. Lots. But she's kinda intimidating sometimes!!! When I grow up I'm going to learn how to be as industrious as she is. Maybe. I think it would prolly make me kinda dizzy to think about stuff as fast as she does when she's happy. Or had coffee.
 Mom and Amy are hollering up the steps at me, "Frank! Are you about done!". I think they think we should leave now. I'm ignoring them! :D Well, not actually, I'm sorta ignoring them till I get this finished.

 The sky is blue. 

 Mom's kittens grew. 

 And now my story is all through. 

 The end. 

P.S. I like Dr. Suess. 

Pictures Again :)

Here are a few pictures for those of you who have been begging for them and wondering what's been going in my life! :) Life is good. 

Josh spent last weekend here. These are pretty self explanatory I think. I love this guy! Lots! :D ;)