Geared up

I have this sweet friend who started out as my daughter's friend but she is the kind of friend who is a friend to everyone. She is kind and generous and fun. The middle description is born out in the photo below.
Those leopard flats are her go to shoes. So much so, that she has picked up pairs of them for people as gifts or just to be (as in description one above) kind.
She kindly brought a pair of them to me while The Hub was in the hospital recently. These are now my go to shoes.
What you see in the photo below are the three things I've been keeping in my go bag. Those shoes, my calendar and a commentary on the book of John (just in case I need to ready more behind a four-fold Bible study I am taking.
I'm pretty much set wherever I go and whatever I do with those comfy shoes, my calendar and and a book to read. It's the small things, y'all.
Though the kindness of friends is no small thing!


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Blessed Thanksgiving

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Thanksgiving eve

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A little birdie

I found this stuck to some papers at home. I know who drew it. I just don't know when and the little artist can't seem to remember.
It really doesn't matter.
My little birdie loves to draw.
She draws all of the time.
No matter how many sketch pads I get her, though, she much prefers the paper items she finds around the house to anything else.
When I find her works, mixed in with mail or between the pages of a book it stops me in my tracks and puts a smile on my face.
How could it not?



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Cool fan from a cool chick

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New pair of shoes

A friend of mine tells the story of her brother when they were children that I’ve always found hysterical. It seems the brother caught unmitigated grief from she and an additional brother for watching his feet when he got new shoes. He always insisted on wearing new shoes out of the store, she has told me more than once ay my urging, so he could watch himself walk. 

Why I’ve always found this so funny is as much a  mystery to me as why they gave him such a hard time. I will confess, I’ve given my own siblings grief about much smaller things that this. 

I bring this story up because I bought a new pair of shoes last week. I not only put them on immediately, but I caught myself looking down at my feet in my new shoes.

I started to call my friend and confess but decided I would send her the link to this blog post so she could read it (and see my shoes) for herself.  And maybe I was a little afraid of  the grief she might bring to bear.

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All Hallow's Eve

Downtown where I live, the merchants give out candy to Trick-or-Treaters on Halloween afternoon. My office is a block off main street, so I wasn’t sure how many little visitors I would have. Still, I moved a chair out onto the sidewalk and sat with a big bag of candy in one hand and a treatise in the other. The idea of participating in a community event while doing research for work appealed to me.

The Hub, who had walked around the stores and other businesses with our grandbaby, and I ran home to change for an event at church called “Trunk or Treat.”  An area of the church parking lot was roped off for vehicles decorated and stocked with candy.

We showed up to help dressed as Mary Poppins and Bert the Chimneysweep. Those particular costumes have been on my list for many moons.  They were not as well planned and executed as I may have liked but they sufficed.

That my eldest daughter was a penguin was icing on the cake, though we didn’t actually see her until the Saturday after Halloween. She attended a party with us at the farm of close friends of ours. Now these particular friends know how to throw a holiday party. We’ve spent the better part of the fourth of July with them for years. There is red, white and blue everywhere: from pool floats to streamers to paper napkins. We visit and dine under tents and awnings.

It should come as no surprise then that  the barn was draped in black with spooky lanterns and candles and jack o’ lanterns everywhere. The food was fantastic, as per usual.

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