Saturday, February 28, 2009

Book Review: The Madness of Mary Lincoln


Book Club
About the book (from Barnes and Noble)


In 2005, historian Jason Emerson discovered a steamer trunk formerly owned by Robert Todd Lincoln's lawyer and stowed in an attic for forty years. The trunk contained a rare find: twenty-five letters pertaining to Mary Todd Lincoln's life and insanity case, letters assumed long destroyed by the Lincoln family. Mary wrote twenty of the letters herself, more than half from the insane asylum to which her son Robert had her committed, and many in the months and years after. The Madness of Mary Lincoln is the first examination of Mary Lincoln’s mental illness based on the lost letters, and the first new interpretation of the insanity case in twenty years. This compelling story of the purported insanity of one of America’s most tragic first ladies provides new and previously unpublished materials, including the psychiatric diagnosis of Mary’s mental illness and her lost will. Emerson charts Mary Lincoln’s mental illness throughout her life and describes how a predisposition to psychiatric illness and a life of mental and emotional trauma led to her commitment to the asylum. The first to state unequivocally that Mary Lincoln suffered from bipolar disorder, Emerson offers a psychiatric perspective on the insanity case based on consultations with psychiatrist experts. This book reveals Abraham Lincoln understands of his wife’s mental illness and the degree to which he helped keep her stable. It also traces Mary’s life after her husband’s assassination, including her severe depression and physicalailments, the harsh public criticism she endured, the Old Clothes Scandal, and the death of her son Tad. The Madness of Mary Lincoln is the story not only of Mary, but also of Robert. It details how he dealt with his mother’s increasing irrationality and why it embarrassed his Victorian sensibilities; it explains the reasons he had his mother committed, his response to her suicide attempt, and her plot to murder him. It also shows why and how he ultimately agreed to her release from the asylum eight months early, and what their relationship was like until Mary’s death. This historical page-turner provides readers for the first time with the lost letters that historians had been in search of for eighty years.

About the Author

Jason Emerson is an independent historian who lives in Fredericksburg, Virginia. He has worked as a U.S. National Park Service historical interpreter at the Lincoln Home National Historic Site, Gettysburg National Military Park, and the Jefferson National Expansion Memorial, and also as a professional journalist and freelance writer. His articles have appeared in American Heritage, American History, and Civil War Times magazines, Journal of the Illinois State Historical Society, Lincoln Herald, Lincoln Forum Bulletin and online at the History News Network (hnn.us). He currently is preparing a biography of Robert T. Lincoln, to be published by Southern Illinois University Press in 2009.

My Review

This book examines the life of Mrs. Mary Lincoln, the wife of President Abraham Lincoln. The book is based on letters that Mrs. Lincoln wrote to her friend that were discovered long after her death. Mr. Emerson writes in an aloof and analytical manner. He examines the tragic life of Mrs. Lincoln bringing out the fact that she more than likely suffered from some form of mental illness. He suspects if she were diagnosed today it would probably be bi-polar illness along with some anxiety disorders. She may also have suffered from untreated diabetes.

The book begins with the assassination of the President and the terrible and overwhelming grief experienced by Mrs. Lincoln. Not only did she lose her husband, Mrs. Lincoln lost 3 of her 4 sons to death. Because of her paranoia, and other bi-polar tendencies Mrs. Lincoln ended up despising her only surviving son. She was estranged from him for many years, before finally making up their differences shortly before her death.

It was a somewhat depressing book, but I found it interesting to learn a bit about the life of this woman.


Photo Hunt 151: Thankful

I will praise the name of God with a song,
and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Ps. 69: 30

(that is actually not a rainbow, it is a "sun dog", a ring around the sun)

Friday, February 27, 2009

Book Review: Bone Crossed


Synopsis from Barnes and Noble:

New in the #1 New York Times bestselling urban fantasy series.
In a world where "witches, vampires, werewolves, and shape-shifters live beside ordinary people" (Booklist), it takes a very unusual woman to call it home. By day, Mercy Thompson is a car mechanic in Eastern Washington. By night, she explores her preternatural side. As a shape-shifter with some unusual talents, Mercy's found herself maintaining a tenuous harmony between the human and the not-so- human on more than one occasion. This time she may get more than she bargained for.
More about the author, Patricia Briggs, here


My Review:


February 19, 2009
Title: Bone Crossed
By: Patricia Briggs

This book is the 4th in a series. Mercy Thompson, the main character, is a mechanic and a skin walker (were-coyote). Mercy is fierce and independent and able to handle the stresses of living with all creatures mystical, magical and dangerous. This book picks up right where the last one left off. Mercy is recovering from the trauma of being raped, and killing several vampires and a monster. She finds herself the enemy of the vampire queen who has marked the doors on her garage with crossed bones warning her that she is being hunted. Her vampire friend, Stefan has been exiled from the seethe and comes to Mercy for help. In an odd twist, the local were-wolf pack helps in his healing. The time has also come for Mercy to finally choose between joining the pack as the Alpha’s mate—or remaining in her solitary state with her lone wolf room-mate. Conveniently (or maybe not) an old friend shows up seeking her help with a ghost problem. This takes her hopefully out of harm’s way as Adam, the alpha of the wolf pack negotiates for peace with Marsilia the queen of the vampire seethe. But in true Mercy form, the story takes her into harm’s way where she deals with a vampire that scares vampires. But as with all books in the Mercy Thompson series, the story rollicks along in its fast paced tempo and ties up well. I liked this book. Mercy learns a lot about herself; this book seems to give her the time she needs to discover what she really needs and wants. At its conclusion, I felt that Mercy had come to terms with herself and with courage stepped into her future. I hope the next book takes us into that future, gives Samuel (Mercy’s roommate) some peace, and explains just why Stefan is called “the soldier”. I have to confess I still have lots of questions about Stefan—and as always he is the most mysterious character in the series.


Photo Story Friday: Geo Caching

The winter of 2007/08 was a pretty wet one in our state. We had a great snow pack in the mountains that led to full reservoirs in the spring. I don't think the snow left the tops of the mountains until near the end of July. For the 4th of July we went for a camping trip into the tops of the rugged mountain ranges that surround our home. On one of those days we decided to do a little "geo caching". This was the first time I had heard of this activity or participated in it. My nephew was the one who knew all about it. He said there were a couple of sites close by that he had looked up and wanted to check out. I guess you load the co-ordinates into your gps unit. Then using your unit you search for the "cache". This isn't some great treasure. One was a paper that we added our names to, another was a small plastic container that had some childrens trinkets in it. We signed our names, took a trinket out for each of the children and then added a new trinket for each we had removed. It was an interesting spin on treasure hunting. I quite enjoyed myself.


This is the group at the first "cache"



Because of the heavy snow pack that year Spring was just beginning up in the alpine meadows. The views were breathtaking. Everywhere we looked the mountain was a wash with color from the myriad of flowers that were in bloom. As we came out on top of the mountain we were greeted by this spectacular view of a mountain meadow. Not only was it covered with flowers it was like stepping onto a bog, there was so much water.


"A wild geranium"

I'm not sure what these flowers are called but they were everywhere and gave a lovely purple cast to the meadow





The columbine were especially lovely



These delicate "tulip like" flowers were blooming right under the snow cap.



We happened across a buck in velvet, who was obviously accustomed to the traffic of humans



We had a fun day in the great out of doors discovering many "treasures"


PhotoStory Friday
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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Booking through Thursday: Collectibles

This weeks topic is: Collectibles

Hardcover? Or paperback?
Illustrations? Or just text?
First editions? Or you don’t care?
Signed by the author? Or not?


I really haven't collected a lot of books because I haven't had any shelves to display them on. I do have a lovely leather bound spanish edition of "Man of LaMancha" on my piano flanked by bookends of Don Quioxte and Pancho Via (sp?). (my husband purchased the book and the bookends while living in Spain) I love leather bound books the best. I prefer hardcover books for those I intend to keep. I love illustrations but they are not necessary. I don't own a first edition but I think it would be great. I recently purchased a "collectible"edition of "Quietly My Captain Waits", by Eveyln Eaton. The first owners signature is in the front cover, which I felt gave it some character. I own a 100 year old edition of "The Wizard of Oz". It is in poor condition, but it was my grandmothers and the pictures are fabulous. I also own two small books that were my aunts that are nearing 100 years old, "Captain January" and "Star Bright". Another favorite inherited from my aunt is "The True Story of St. Nicholas". Among my collectibles are two family history's. One of great grandmother and one of my dad, he left the draft on his computer and I organized and published it. My daughter loves to collect books. For her birthday two years ago I gave her a book case. She has a few books signed by authors, we both think that is very cool. I like to watch Barnes and Nobles classic series and pick up some of those books as well, my most recent purchase, the complete works of Jane Austen.
These are some pictures of my one hundred year old book "The Wizard of Oz"
It belonged to my grandmother.
One year my dad's basement flooded and I rescued this book from out of the water (heartbreaking)
I did my best to dry it out, but it sustained considerable damage.
It has water stains, and some mildew. The spine has also rotted away. I keep it in a bag.
It's really too bad about the damage--it is a wonderful book


It's hard to read but the copyright is 1899, my publication date is 1903

Here is a sample of the chapter headings (I'm sorry, but blogger refuses to rotate it)

My husband brought this leather bound, text in Spanish, volume of "Don Quijoite De La Mancha" from Spain. The bookends carved from wood are Don Quijoite and Poncho Villa







The two small blue books are also 100 years old
"Star Bright"
and "Captain January"


My first "classics" Jane Austen's complete works
My first "collectible" novel: Quietly my Captain Waits
small red: Himnos de sion



The three blue volumes are my dad's history
The maroon book is my great grandmother's history Dorothy, Toto and Glinda the good witch of the north, as well as some munchkins




the winged monkey's


Here are two color plates from the book

Thesaurus Thursday: acerbically

Word of the day: Acerbically; harsh or severe, as of temper or expression
also: sour or stringent in taste: lemon juice is acerbic

The word is taken from the archives of Dictionary.com "Word of the day" This is an "increase your vocabulary activity"

Play the game like this: Open up a thesaurus on-line. Type the word of the day in the search bar. Using the generated words write a sentence, paragraph, poem, story; anything of your choosing using at least one of the generated words.

In my reading last night I came across a word I had never heard before, "acerbically". It was used in a sentence like this, "she said somewhat acerbically"

I have had moments when I have said something somewhat sarcastically. I have also been known to be caustic, or extremely critical, from time to time. Occasionally I have even been guilty of using words maliciously or bitingly. But I rarely "sneer" at others. However, I find that I regret these moments when negative, hurtful words come from my mouth.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Tuesday Thingers: Books and blogs


Today's question: Do you have a specialized blog where you only review a certain genre or type of book? If so, what is your favorite thing about that type of book? If not, what is/are your favorite genre(s)? What makes that genre(s) a favorite?

I started my blog purely for entertainment purposes, mostly so I could read other blogs. Technically it is not for reviewing books, although I do review the books I read in the sidebar. Reading is a great passion I have. I just can’t seem to get enough of it. Even as a child I always had my nose in a book. As for novels, my favorite genre is fantasy. I also like to read classic, historical fiction, young adult fiction, and mystery. Occasionally I like to read from biographies, inspirational and educational books. I also enjoy browsing through home decorating books, gardening books and cook books. I have a fetish for collecting cook books with pretty pictures. If I need to tackle something new (like a sewing project) I like to read up on it, study it for a bit of time and then get to work. I have children that love to read so we always read and share the same books whether it’s a genre I enjoy or not. What I love is the interaction with my children. I also recently joined a book club. I am finding talking with friends about a good book is very satisfying. I also find myself fascinated by the blogging world—such a diversity of reading available at the click of a mouse!

Tuesday Tales: In like a Lion, out like a Lamb



Do you know the origin of the weather proverb about March, "in like a lion, out like a lamb"?



For most locations, the average temperature at the end of the month is higher than at the beginning, so the proverb typically has some meteorological truth to it, but where did it come from?

The phrase apparently has its origins with the constellations Leo, the Lion, and Aries, the ram or lamb. It has to do with the relative positions of these constellations in the sky at the beginning and end of the month.

Here is a fun weather activity to do with your little ones during the month of March:

Incorporate a weather activity into your "quality time with my children" to test the famous March saying--In like a Lion, out like a Lamb.

*Brainstorm with your children what aspects of weather determine its ferocity or calmness.

*After listing things like temperature extremes and precipitation types and wind speeds, draw a calendar grid on a large sheet of paper, then each day, make notes regarding the weather variables. Review from week to week, then do a final observation at the end of the month.

*Children can make graphs, vote each day a "lion" day or "lamb" day (using stickers or coloring with markers)

*Write a short story about March including weather elements

*Check out weather information in other communities via the internet to make comparisons. Save your calendar for next year, and you can make comparisons from year to year.

*Chart the progression of the constellations to see if the orgin statement is true. Does the month begin with the constellation Leo in the sky and Aires as the month ends?

Monday, February 23, 2009

Monday Musings: The Library



This Weeks Topic Is : The Library



“How often do you visit the library? Do you have a scheduled library day/time, or do you go whenever? Do you go alone, or take people with you?”


(our local library)

I have been reading books since I can remember. I grew up in a small rural community before the advent of children’s television. As a child I spent most of my time out of doors. But my mother made sure we had weekly trips to the library. The library of my youth was antiquated, in that we had to find our books with a card catalog, with real cards. The books were mostly old and smelled musty, a smell I came to love.

As a teenager I made the 8 mile trip to the bigger town to visit the “City Library”. I remember the place as dark and musty and the librarian was very old and cross. I spent many hours there researching papers. They had a research room in the basement that held books that could not be checked out (like encyclopedias, biographies, and historical accounts). Periodicals were available as well. I also checked out a lot of novels because my passion for reading was difficult to satisfy.

When I married and moved to the “city” the library became a favorite weekly adventure for me and my little children. The new librarian made the place warm, friendly and accepting to children. She created a children’s room filled with children’s books, furniture, activities and animal friends. The walls were painted with bright murals depicting favorite scenes from children’s stories. Each week the kids would load up with stories and I would grab a few novels to escape my reality when minutes were given to me.

I haven’t been to the library on a regular basis since my children have grown up. I visit several times a year when a reading bug bites, and I want to read a lot. Our librarian has tried to keep up with the times. Computers are available for patron use. The card catalog is a data base and searches are made on the computer. Lately I have discovered the on-line library so I've been using that. Most of the time I have my daughter pick up a book for me. She takes the little kids once a week on Friday. When I go, I go by myself. I enjoy the time by myself to browse through titles.

When I buy a book I buy it on-line. We don't have a local bookstore anymore; we only have Wal-mart. And our Wal-mart stocks very few books!


Monday Mission: Street Sign

While browsing through street sign images for inspiration, I came upon this interesting speciman. My youngest daughter who was looking over my shoulder laughed and said, that looks like where I'm at in my life.

Where is she at:
She has submitted her act scores and applied for scholarships to several colleges and universities.

Possible directions she could go:
1. no where, stay home, do nothing, be unemployed
2. stay home with parents, continue working at great job, save some money
3. accept full tuition scholarship at local 2 year university, save money by living with parents and working at great job
4. accept partial tuition scholarship from distant 4 year university, live away from home, get right into chosen medical programs, vs. transferring an associates degree
5. go to 4 year university of prominent name, where she would like eventually to be without a scholarship--ouch that is expensive!

Choices! Choices! Choices!
GOOD LUCK! that's all the hubby and I can say!

Monday Missions are hosted by the painted maypole, "STOP" by for more great posts about signs.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

photohunt 150: Warm

nothin' beats a roarin' campfire


unless maybe-just maybe it's desert sun on warm sandstone





click the button to see more great pictures that will make you feel warm all over

Friday, February 20, 2009

Photo Story Friday: NBA and the Star Spangled Banner





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the view from the cheap seats

Mr. J and I took Big Bear to see the local Pro-basketball team play.  We don't usually attend such venue's but the youngest daughter, J5 and her Vocal Jazz group had been invited to sing the National Anthem at the beginning of the game.  As parents we were offered discount prices so we could listen to them.  We arrived early and were allowed courtside during the warm-ups so we would be close enough to take pictures.  Big Bear loved being that close to the players and watching them throw the ball around.  He is a ball fanatic.  The time arrived for the National Anthem and the vocal jazz singers gathered center court around a microphone that carried their perfectly harmonized voices to the rafters.  It was beautiful--I was one proud mama!  Larry H. Miller, the owner of the Jazz complimented them for singing the anthem the way it was supposed to be sung.  Unfortunately, after the singing was over we had to leave our ringside seats and take a hike--literally--to the top of the arena.  The view wasn't so great up there.  But it was a fun evening out.  Mr. J bought Big Bear a team basketball, he dribbled and passed, and ran for the lay-up all the way to the car.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Thesaurus Thursday: Tautological

Word of the day: tautological; unnecessarily or uselessly repetitive

The word is taken from the archives of Dictionary.com "Word of the day" This is an "increase your vocabulary activity"

Play the game like this: Open up a thesaurus on-line. Type the word of the day in the search bar. Using the generated words write a sentence, paragraph, poem, story; anything of your choosing using at least one of the generated words.


Following a day of 24 hour illness (both the lil' one and me) we are in our pajama's watching TV trying to recuperate. I don't know about you but I find children's television redundant. The plot lines are reiterative and in the current episode the dialoge is somewhat pleonastic.


I don't know about you but I had to put pleonastic into the dictionary to find out what it meant.
pleonastic-the use of more words than are necessary to express an idea; redundancy.





Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Wordless Wednesday: The groundhog was right


after a nice end of January thaw-snow has fallen every few days since ground hog day

the sun returns long enough to melt a lot of it--but it is still cold and still winter, with a hint of spring in the air

but snowfall means we will have water to use and drink all year so I am glad to see the snow

as long as there is a some sun peeking through in between storms

(snowboarder being pulled by a some kind of kite or sail)

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Tuesday Tales: Lincoln


Yesterday was Presidents day, and I thought since this year the nation is celebrating the 200th anniversary of President Abraham Lincoln's birth (February 12, 1809), it would be fun to share a story about him.

Lincoln, A Man of Simple Habits

Lincoln's habits at the White House were as simple as they were at his old home in Illinois.
He never alluded to himself as "President," or as occupying "the Presidency."
His office he always designated as "the place."
"Call me Lincoln," said he to a friend; "Mr. President" had become so very tiresome to him.
"If you see a newsboy down the street, send him up this way," said he to a passenger, as he stood waiting for the morning news at his gate.
Friends cautioned him about exposing himself so openly in the midst of enemies; but he never heeded them.
He frequently walked the streets at night, entirely unprotected; and felt any check upon his movements a great annoyance.
He delighted to see his familiar Western friends; and he gave them always a cordial welcome.
He met them on the old footing, and fell at once into the accustomed habits of talk and story-telling.
An old acquaintance, with his wife, visited Washington. Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln proposed to these friends a ride in the Presidential carriage.
It should be stated in advance that the two men had probably never seen each other with gloves on in their lives, unless when they were used as protection from the cold.
The question of each--Lincoln at the White House, and his friend at the hotel--was, whether he should wear gloves.
Of course the ladies urged gloves; but Lincoln only put his in his pocket, to be used or not, according to the circumstances.
When the Presidential party arrived at the hotel, to take in their friends, they found the gentleman, overcome by his wife's persuasions, very handsomely gloved.
The moment he took his seat he began to draw off the clinging kids, while Lincoln began to draw his on!
"No! no! no!" protested his friend, tugging at his gloves. "It is none of my doings; put up your gloves, Mr. Lincoln."
So the two old friends were on even and easy terms, and had their ride after their old fashion.

from Lincoln's Yarns and Stories , by Colonel Alexander K. McClure taken from this web site

You can read more great stories about President Lincoln here and his official Presidential Biography here

The US mint is also releasing commemorative pennies celebrating the 200th birthday of Lincoln

I have also been watching quite a few shows on PBS and the History Channel about the life of this man and his family and I am also reading a book about Mary Lincoln. He was a simple man, and that made him a great man. It is good to remember this president who did so much for our nation at a difficult time of its history.

Last night I watched the most interesting documentary on the History Channel called, "Stealing Lincoln's Body". Before Lincoln finally came to rest in a steel-and-concrete-reinforced underground vault in Springfield, Illinois; the president's body was repeatedly exhumed and moved, his coffin frequently opened. In this film we learn about the group of men who did everything they could to protect the 16th president's body. I was fascinated to find out that Lincoln's body did not reach its final resting place for 30 years after his death.

You can read more about the program here.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Monday Mission: Biography

Big Bear, an amazingly talented actor who has the ability to make you believe he is someone other than he is, has entertained us over the years as a space warrior fighting with amazing light saber skills, a knight with eloquent dragon slaying abilities and at least 7 of the mighty morphin power rangers. He is a skate boarding genius, as well as a bike jumping wizard, ocassionaly he also appears as a basketball or a football superstar. His recent roles include starring in an Indiana Jones adventure and as Jared Grace from the Spiderwick Chronicles. In a surprise turn of events, he has changed roles from acting and ventured into the literary field writing his first documentary field guide. Inspired by his role in the Spiderwick Chronicles, Big Bear has spent countless hours documenting and drawing mystical creatures that live in the area around him. The book contains amazing pictures and valuable information for finding and getting along with creatures that live in the magical mystical realm. Big Bear promises that this will not be his last venture into writing, but will soon be back into acting. Today he is working on being a guitar playing, hair flipping, cool sounding rock star, and yes he schools every challenger on guitar hero!

All costumes for big bear's adventures designed and sewn with love by grandma k.





"Monday Missions" are hosted by the "Painted Maypole" where you can read more interesting "bio's"

Mormon Scientist

Book Club
About the Book (from the jacket)
The lesson of Henry Eyring's life is that simple people, people just like you and me, can change the world. You do it every day, even without recognizing it. And you have the potential to change the world much more if only you can understand and use the gifts you have been given." ~from the introduction by Steven M. Kuznicki

Henry Eyring was one of the preeminent scientists of his era--no mean feat when you consider that his era included the likes of Einstein and Heisenberg. He was also a believing and practicing [member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, the Mormons] an apparent contradiction that Henry mastered with surprising ease. To Henry, science and religion were not opposites--they were part of one unified picture that God would ultimately reveal. As a scientist, and as a man of faith, he worked at discovering the missing puzzle pieces that would make the picture complete.
This engaging biography tells the story of a boy born on a ranch in the Mormon colonies of northern Mexico who attained the heights of scientific achievement, ultimately publishing more than 600 papers and leading the world’s largest scientific societies.

It is also the story of the family legacy that produced Henry Eyring—of the faith and sacrifice of his forebears that made his education and scientific achievements possible and laid the foundations of his own unshakable faith.
Above all this is the story of a scientist whose religious faith helped him find simple truths in a complex world. It is a legacy we can share as we learn from his experiences and apply his insights.

About the Author

Henry J. Eyring is a grandson of Henry Eyring. He attended Brigham Young University, earning a bachelor’s degree in geology and graduate degrees in business administration and law. He has worked as a consultant for Monitor Company, as director of the BYU MBA Program, and as president of the Japan Tokyo North Mission of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He is currently an administrator at BYU-Idaho. He and his wife, Kelly, are the parents of five children, and they live in Rexburg Idaho.

My Review:
I enjoyed reading this book. It was a little hard for me to get into at first because I was trying to understand the principle of science that he was famous for discovering, "ART" or Absolute Rate Theory.
After a little futher reading I discovered that this book was not about his discovery but about him as a man. I enjoyed reading about his grandparents and parents and the way he was brought up as a child. I also enjoyed learning about the circumstances in his life that made him the man he became.
My favorite part about this book was realizing that this man's faith in God made him a better scientist. Because he believed in an omnipotent being that governs the universe he could experiment and fail repeatedly without discouragement. His faith also allowed him to work the scientific process backwards. Because of his unorthodox method of experimentation his work wasn't recognized until after his death, but his discovery was substantial and is credited with changing the course of science. (I won't comment on how--because I really don't understand the 4th dimension and the state of molecules) Mr. Eyring won every prestigious scientific award available except for the Nobel, and in this book he is quoted as saying he would have liked to win that as well but God must not have wanted him to win it or he would have.
I found it to be a remarkable story about an interesting man who did great things and the remarkable thing was he gave all the credit to God.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Photohunt 149: Nautical



Happy Valentines Day

From my little sailor-ette




Friday, February 13, 2009

Photo Story Friday: Roses



When I gave birth to my first child my husband was so happy and excited and proud. He stopped by the local flower shop on his way home to order me a bouquet of flowers. Unfortunately this flower shop was owned by my aunt. She happened to point out to him that while flowers were lovely they were really not very practical and he should spend his money on something I could really use—like diapers and such. So my very practical husband accepted her advice and has never sent me flowers for any occasion. Many years later when one of our daughters had received a delivery of flowers from an admirer she asked me if her dad had ever sent me flowers. I replied that I didn’t think he had. Hubby happened to be in the other room and overheard this little exchange. He indignantly stated that he had given me thousands of roses. He has given me over the course of our married life 10 rose bushes which have produced thousands of blooms that I have thoroughly loved. The “Peace” rose pictured here is my very favorite bloom. Its bud is a pale delicate yellow and as the rose opens and matures it develops a beautiful pink blush along the edges of the petals. I adore the flower! He spends countless hours every year weeding, watering and pruning these gorgeous plants. So indeed, my loving husband has given me thousands of beautiful, gorgeous roses.







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Thursday, February 12, 2009

Thesaurus Thursday: Cherish

Word of the day: Cherish; care about deeply, means to be fond of, to be attached to.

The word is taken from the archives of Dictionary.com "Word of the day" This is an "increase your vocabulary activity"

Play the game like this: Open up a thesaurus on-line. Type the word of the day in the search bar. Using the generated words write a sentence, paragraph, poem, story; anything of your choosing using at least one of the generated words.


Since this is the week of Valentine’s I would like to tell my husband how much I adore you! There is no where I would rather be but in your embrace. You are my greatest love. Your presence in my life sustains me, it is my greatest comfort.

Love ya Honey!

PS. He would be so embarrassed to know that I did this. He hates being the center of attention

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Wordless Wednesday: flowers for valentine's day





Ohh . . . . better than flowers, guess what just arrived in the mail from Barnes and Noble?

I love Mercy Thompson, what a gal!

--this vampire series is way, way better than "Twilight"

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