Craig arrives in Kansas City today at 9:00 a.m. He will be in Osage City until Sunday then heads to Columbus for the week. He flies back to NYC on January 9.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Welcome Home Craig
Craig arrives in Kansas City today at 9:00 a.m. He will be in Osage City until Sunday then heads to Columbus for the week. He flies back to NYC on January 9.
A Thursday Visit
We had a visit from Brian, Allison and Allison's aunt Elaine from Texas on Thursday afternoon. We had dinner at the Red Onion in Joplin, then they headed back to Garnett. Jack enjoyed the company as well.............
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Looking At Myself
As I begin a new year, I ask myself what changes do I need to make to become a better person in 2011? I like the following story. Makes me think about how I look at others..............
The next morning while they are eating breakfast,
The young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside.
"That laundry is not very clean", she said.
"She doesn't know how to wash correctly.
Perhaps she needs better laundry soap."
Her husband looked on, but remained silent.
Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry,
the young woman would make the same comments.
About one month later, the woman was surprised to see a
Nice clean wash on the line and said to her husband:
"Look, she has learned how to wash correctly.
I wonder who taught her this."
The husband said, "I got up early this morning and
Cleaned our windows."
And so it is with life. What we see when watching others
depends on the purity of the window through which we look.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Good Friends
It was great to see our good friends the Hutton's from Osage City on Wednesday. Troy, Kerri and Georgia were on their way back from Christmas in Branson. They met us in Pittsburg for lunch. Troy is the high school principal in Osage City.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Jack is Back
Jack arrived home yesterday around 9:00 a.m. from the doggy motel. He was happy to be home. After filling his belly, he decided to participate in his favorite past time........sleep.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Dinner at the Country Club
We enjoyed dinner yesterday after church at the Forest Ridge Golf Course in Broken Arrow before we headed back to Columbus.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Craig Enjoy the Snow
New York City is expecting 12 inches of snow and 45 mph wind. Blizzard warnings. Craig enjoyed the day!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas from sunny Broken Arrow, Oklahoma. A cool 25 degrees. I wish I was in Yuma.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Twas the Night Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Christmas Break
I begin my Christmas vacation today. We are headed to Broken Arrow to see our parents. Merry Christmas to all!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
My Five Favorite Christmas Songs
What are your favorite Christmas songs? There are several great holiday songs. I hear several on the radio and attending church and school music programs each year. As always I like all types of music. Here are my top five.
1. O Holy Night
2. Me and My Drum (Little Drummer Boy)
3. White Christmas
4. Here I Am to Worship
5. Beautiful Star of Bethlehem
Debbie's favorite: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Pigs Won
We had a great trip to NW Arkansas except for the final score. The Pigs beat the Lady Sooners. I might never hear the end of it..........................
We enjoyed our time with mom, dad, Chris and Whitley. We left early Sunday and attended church at the Southside Church of Christ in Rogers. After church, we ate chicken, family style at the Monte Ne Inn at Beaver Lake.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
OU Women's Basketball
If you read my blog on a regular basis, you know my mother is a huge Oklahoma women's basketball fan. We try to make a few games each year. The Lady Sooners play at Arkansas on Sunday. Guess who is going?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Branson Christmas
We had a great time at SDC and shopping during our Christmas weekend with Brian and Allison. Great food, fun and very COLD weather!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Weekend
This weekend we have Christmas with Brian and Allison. After the Columbus Christmas Parade on Saturday morning we are headed to Branson. The picture is from last year when we all were together the day after Christmas for our Branson trip (It was COLD).
Craig will be celebrating with us hopefully on New Years Day. He finishes finals next week and has to work during the next two weeks.
Saturday, December 04, 2010
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