We Three...Sneeze

This holiday week and a few days following, a thing called "The Cold" took hold in a house protected by eating right, sleeping good and just being good. But than it happened. First John was struck. We started the care, Cold Tablets by day, Nyquil by night. I was sure he would get over it. What I was I thinking.

Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, he was looking better. We had a good day and off to bed early. Than Timber started to sneeze and weez. Oh, no me too. The weekend of rest and getting tired of it all. I decorated and rested, again until the house looked good and I was in bed.

But here it is, Monday night and all is right. John is struggling but the girls feel just fine. If you walk this path, take care of yourself, be good to each other and dream of your Christmas presents. Worked for me. Giggle

Carol

Thanksgiving is more than the day.

For me it's the final day of evalutating what I have done and who I am. I do this with an open heart twice a year. I wrote about it on the week of my birthday and than again on Thanksgiving.

The week before when I settle in bed or when drinking my midday tea I look back and see if what I did for others unselfishly was truly unselfish. Could I have done it for a return of favor, or truly because I just wanted to. This of course is not something you are going to take on in one thoughtful moment. It takes me about a week to filter through my past. Mostly because I did it on my birthday, I only have a few months to remember. I always hope I don't remember, than it truly was done with an open heart.

The other part of the equation is who I am. I looked over the last couple of months and realized that I didn't just jump of the bridge when it came to the sale of our home and buying the new house. I was proud of myself for asking the questions, and questioning the things I feared the most. Also allowing my husband to take control. In return, I moved into a house that would soon be home. It was perfect, sunny, bright, warm and it fit like a glove.

So the bottom line is I did pretty good. I trusted my self with my giving, I trusted John with were I lay my head, and God with all the little problems that would have brought me down.

This has been good, and I will continue to make it better. Life is too short not to trust those you love, but most of all those who love you.

God Bless those who travel through my little world.

Carol

It was about the jeep, jeep, jeep.

I wanted to show you a few pictures of the move. Mostly the jeep being loaded. My dear friend took the pictures and it was cold and raining. So you need to look beyond the blurry. This is what took a trip IN the back of the truck, yes I said back of the truck.

I tried not to worry as we hit speed bumps and pot holes and saw the truck sway back and forth. I remembered the stack job the guys had done, just to get all of our belongings to South Carolina. The guys packed the truck from top to bottom, built shelves to handle all the stuff like bedding and furniture. What was the question asked when the unpacking was done...how did the jeep make it. So enjoy and remember, the jeep still rules.

Wahoo

I just finished my first Thanksgiving card in my new design area. I know you will think this crazy but I always feared that I would loose my touch and not be able to design my next. What do you think?

A Christmas Wish

I know for many of you this is too early, but as an artist and retailer this is running late. I decided to sell a few package deals on my Artfire and Etsy site and than a few separate. So here is a card that will soon grace the stores. I love this because of the words. Hope you enjoy it.

More cards can and will be seen on the stores to the right of the page. Please visit and if something makes you smile, it will than make someone you send to smile.

God Bless those who travel through.

Looking Out...Not In

Sometimes you need to look out, not only from your front door but from your heart. I realized the other day when I opened the door of my new home, everything was different. It dawned on me that it happens often in my heart.

Maybe it's something I read that softens my heart, or something that make my resolve stronger. But in all cases it's my heart that collects the details and holds them strong. Looking out of the house is easy, the trees, the homes they are there and I can bet on them from morning to night.

But my heart changes, when we were moving, I spent time making sure that in my heart it was right for me. My decision was right. I feel at home here, I feel as though it was waiting for me. When I design I feel the same way when I know a card is true to my heart.

So that is my thought for the day. Hope you find sense in it.

God Bless

Carol

The Girls View

Ah yes, the trip, well I have to say it was an experience. Mostly because when the guys were packing our things in what I called a "too small truck." I looked at my house and than the truck and doubted every box that went into it. However, I never looked in fears of seeing what they were doing. Alas it was done and the doors were closed. They accomplished all except for the plants. The new owners said they loved the plants and would take care of them.

Our trip was around 1200 miles, and all the way this is what I had to look at. I knew the words by heart. Timber and I were in the follow car. John by himself was driving the truck with the 42 inch flat screen beside him. I think he rather liked it. We used walkie talkies to communicate and remark about the beauty of the trees.

When we arrived I wanted to take a picture of the open truck, but as I am inexperienced at camera care, I couldn't find it. The funny thing was that it was in the glove compartment of the car. Humm maybe I'm better at camera care, just lacking in memory.

Have a great day I am.