In the wee hours of the morning, I arose from my sleep, thinking only to get a glass of water.
I decided to go and see my friend Mrs. Mac. and this is what a found... a real treasure of a post written by a real treasure of a woman!
Alas! I couldn't keep this to myself, and so I lifted Mrs. Mac's words right off of her site for others to read!
All that Mrs. Mac can do is sue me, eh, but she is not that type of lady! So here it is!
My motto for years was: "When My Kids Grow Up" ... this meant the time for
me to get back in the workforce outside the home. Slowly the years have crept by. One at a time ... adding up to several decades now. Time still spent at home. No longer do I wait for these years to pass by ... there will, most likely, never be an opportunity to work outside the home. Some of my children have left the nest. Another will leave in a few short months after college. Yet another will most likely be my charge for many more years to come. Now I'm cycling in a grandchild to watch a few days a week. He's already stolen my heart and I couldn't possibly send him off to day care (not on my watch). Suddenly, I'm becoming the matriarch of our family. I am starting to like that title. It's a protective, full of wisdom type of title. Not many women can call themselves the Matriarch of their families. I've come full circle ... and I am thankful to be a child of God, sister of many friends, daughter, mother, grandmother, wife, secretary of our HOA ;)... my job titles are too many to list. I may not get paid monetarily ...but hugs, pats, and oatmeal kisses are not too bad a form of payment.
10/06/08 by Mrs. Mac http://scentedgeranium.blogspot.com
I found this beautiful picture and write up on the Internet and so I am putting it here in honour of our Mrs. Mac!
Oh that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is placed in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse in to the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she look into its soul to see its possibilities; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny,--she would see that in all God's world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no others hands the sacred and holy trust given to her.
~ J.R. Miller, Homemaking
And I found THESE words about Mrs. Mac in the Bible!
Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
May the Lord bless you Mrs. Mac, both you and your family....Love Bernie and Terry
Thursday, October 30, 2008
It is your birthday today Grampa Jim and here lies poor little Amber. She feels like she has been deserted by you and to top it all off she can't even watch "Deal Or No Deal" with all those political doings knocking it off the air!
Even so, she does wish you a Happy Birthday and maybe she won't even be home when you return. Her Canadian auntie is bugging Adi to no end to hurry up and pick up all of the blog animal buddies and fly them to Canada for the Dog and Cat Fiesta!
Naomi's son, Sweetie is waiting anxiously for Adi and Katrin to pick her up for her first Canadian trip. After all she was asked three days ago!
What is the big hold up anyway?
Big deal if it is somebody's birthday, eh?
Birthdays come and birthdays go but it isn't every day that he gets invited out to a Canadian party!
Hi Mr. Uncle Jim. My name is Mia but you probably already know that.
I have seen you on my new mommy's blog.
Her name is Dianne and she just thinks that I am the cat's meow!
Miss. Terry has let me stick with Sweetie and you because that Siren wants to get a hold of me and drop me off to the country side.
Doesn't even know that we are family!!!
And I have such pretty eyes and a spankin' clean face!
Happy Birthday Mr. Uncle Jim!
Aha!! Here is the star of the whole day.
Mr. Jim, himself!
Bernie and I wish you a very Happy Birthday!
And because you are far away in South America, and because you can't sing for your own birthday, and since you can't even carry a tune anyway, if you COULD sing for your own birthday, I have hired me a new kitty to do the honours of singing for you!!
Oh dear my new hired help!
Please stay away from that cake. If you burn yourself, I would not be able to pay for any compensation!
I TOLD that Mr. Shirkie not to put any candles on that thing!
Ya know Mr. Jim, I think I know WHY Bernie put those 107 candles on that cake.
You know how he loves his burnt English muffins, eh?
Well he is looking forward to eating that whole "burnt to a crisp cake", himself!
Your sweetheart, Mrs. Jim looks so sad!
She is waiting to give you a birthday kiss, a pinch and 107 smacks!
Now Bernie's cat, Shopper has his nose all of joint, as usual.
He figures he should have been in the first kitty picture and here he is the fifth cat down!
Even the hired help cat was ahead of him.
Well, he wasn't even up at six in the morning when I started this post, so he can cry all he wants to Mr. Uncle Jim!
He is so mad that he won't even wish you a Happy Birthday, eh?
And my good friend, amazing grace man, Grandpaw Ron calls ME the mean old Canadian woman.
I tell you they don't come much meaner than that Shopping News!
Aw! Now here is the fair queen of the Fiesta, herself, Grandpaw Ron's Princess.
She has been here for three or four days now, waiting for Adi to fly down her followers and royal subjects.
She is mad at her auntie though, because she is sick and tired of eating sour canned apple sauce and frozen carrots, and cat treats for dessert.
She tells me that her dada Ron gives her fresh peaches, fresh tangerines and golden Granny Smith apples!
Her majesty wishes you a very Happy Birthday Mr. Jim!
Now Grampa Jim!
Do you see how this girl is all crunched down?
Looks like she is guilty of something, eh?
Well she IS! I have called her and called her several times to get her act together and pick up all of the guests for the fiesta, but she is more concerned about waiting for you to come home!
Apparently she is hoping that you have saved her those stale hot dog buns that you usually feed her and she says she is absolutely starving and ALL of the ice cream is gone!!!!
She wishes her Grampa a Happy Birthday and "Please come home soon, bearing many gifts!
Isn't THIS the face of innocence Papa Jim?
THAT is where all of the ice cream went!
In the dead of night, while Adi was enjoying a siesta, well Katrin got into the freezer and you can guess what she did, eh?
She gobbled up all of that ice cream right down and now has such a belly ache that she can't even wish her new daddy a Happy Birthday!
Here is Siren
Such a beautiful face she has, but let me tell you that Dianne's first daughter has a bent out of joint nose too!
Now her mommy thinks that SHE is the cat's meow too but so far she hasn't been able to see it.
She will soon get used to her new little sister though and then the two of them, she and Mia will be getting into all sorts of mischief in their Mama's basement!
She wishes you a Happy Birthday and wonders if you have any spare chocolates that you can part with, Mr. Uncle Jim?
Here is a tired looking Turtle.
Princess and Shopper have not sent all of the invitations out yet, but Turtle and her brother, Jake know that they are always welcome to come to their auntie's house.
The door is always open and although her Mom, Sioux and especially her Dad, Raf miss her when she is gone, they still allow the visit!
It will be nice to see her and her brother again and I am sure that they both wish you a Happy Birthday Mr. Uncle Jim!
The reason that Sioux and Raf's son looks so dejected and sad is because he was snooping into his Mom's computer and got wind that there was to be a huge party going on at the Shirkies and he figured that he was not invited,
He wondered why because after all, he had behaved himself so well the last time he got an invite.Well if you are snooping again Jake, please rest, assured, you are invited!
One thing though my dear Jake, because we have some newer guests this year, they will be getting the extra beds. So please bring your own sleeping bag!
Here is Sheba, who is the son of an Indian princess, Amrita.
I think that Adi is a little afraid of flying over the ocean, but I told her that she would be OK. Maybe I should get a hold of few more dogs to go with her.
I will maybe find Mrs. Mac's Dawg and convince her to go along!
It will be nice to see a dog from India. I hope he likes spaghetti and meatballs , piping hot and with no garlic!
He truly does love you too Mr. Jim.
He has been scouring the papers for days looking for news of you and your Spanish friends and much to his delight, there you were right on the very front page! He wishes you a Happy Birthday!
If you want to see something cute, let me introduce you to a kitty from my beloved Manitoba.
This is Saija's and Leo's son and they are quite willing to part with him for a few days, but I did get a stern warning that he bites, so we will have to be careful for sure!
As soon as Scooter heard that he was going to be making a visit to Southern Ontario, he packed his bag and he is waiting for Adi and Katrin to pick him up.
Maybe after his visit here, we can use that same bag and pack HIM up and mail him over to the far side of the sea, to Norway, the land of many mice. There is a girl there by the name of Felisol who sorely needs his services. That girl is afraid of meeces!!!
Happy Birthday Mr. Uncle Jim from the Manitoba gopher, Scooter!
Sweetie..Here is the answer to your question. I just heard from Mr. Uncle Jim!
"The Internet here is too slow for videos to play and make sense with the words. It comes in bits and pieces.
This is the last work day, we will have a pizza party tonight and go touristing one day Friday, then home Saturday. Time goes soo fast here when you are trying to get so much done."..Mr. Jim
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
Last Wednesday evening when I picked Mom Golden up for prayer meeting, I could not help but notice that she had a ruby colored sweater on and a red skirt with black flowers, and I thought to myself, "When I get that little lady home, I am going to take her picture for Ruby Tuesday."
After prayer meeting and after taking Mom Golden to our usual Wednesday night haunt, "Wendys", for a baked potato and a coffee, I packed her back into the little red car and we were off for home.
Much to Mom Golden's surprise, when I helped her into the apartment building, I sat her down on a chair and informed her that I was going to take her picture.
The deed was done and I was very pleased with the results.
Here you have it Teach and Ruby Tuesday buddies!
A Ruby Tuesday Mother!
On the table beside her, are her constant companions, her Bible, her cane and of course her purse!
Oh! How I love that red brick floor!