linking

So Pam over at Kids Kitchen just gave me a tutorial.

She wrote;
The teacher in me would like to tell you how to make links in your post. When you type a post, highlight the words you would like readers to click on, and then click on the little green link icon. When it pops up, simply type the website you want to link to and click OK. I usually save time by opening the page I want to link to in a new window, copying it, and then pasting it in.

Wordless Wednesday

Island Review Giveaway

That beautiful woman over at Island Review Has set up another give away.

She asks to tell her why "Me Thinks" I might should win such a thing :)

Well with all the joyful glee around here my ears take a beating. Little girl screams and character voices that reach the scales of the hight of alto soprano. With Dash hawk playing Star War roles with the vigor of any six year old who refuses to ware his hearing aids because the sweat blows the batteries!
Well one might think to plug the ear with a little soft sound of music might just take the edge off this Mommas migraines.

A slice of "desert" cake

A new morning.
I awoke (the last time ) at 4:45 today and after we went a moth huntin' (It had been keeping us both awake all night). I went for a walk.
I tried to capture the photo of the sky and the camera was disabled. So I will try to give the image to you by word

Arizona, open horizon. Morning was lifting the vale of shadow into light. The sky is scattered with cloud the high clouds that seem as ocean wave foam here and there off to the distant south the tease of a monsoon. Off to the north and far east more open dispersed forms. Then the crest of the wave broke into the PINK, I mean the kind of pink every four year old little girl wants her mommy to paint her room, PINK. Contrasted by the deep plums in the south. Now the vibrancy of the white encompassing that pink would of made ya think that titanium itself had just been invented. Open horizon 360* worth of gee I'm glad I'm awake.
The air was around a mid 80*s and a soft balmy breeze had just begun to kiss my cheek. I had to turn my I POD off and just listen to those colors of the morning. They sang to me of a new day a, fresh start, better than ... better than a cup of coffee with the chocolate creamer in it! Better than... a laying in the hammock morning. This was wonder and beauty at its top folks.

These summer mornings come at a great cost. Willy Wonka Lab is an infant of a 70lb dog. Who if it were not for the fact that I'm 9 months out from knee surgery (because of him) he would be with me and not driving beloved out of his ever lovin' mind back home while I escaped. The sacrifices a friend will make just so that one might gain a little freedom. It was, too, as if I had escaped, a short prison break of the Mother type. Even though our walls are somewhat self imposed it is true that we moms have a challenge when it comes to time on our own. It is only now, that if it were not for Willy Wonka I would even get to pee on my own. So to go for an early morning desert walk was a real slice of cake with PINK frosting to boot.

My Indian Wedding

In 2004 during my 23rd year of marriage, after being in a terrible car accident just the winter before, we and our friends had been studying life and how important it was to live true to our hearts. Each gave gifts of the heart, Plays, Dance ,Word and Acts of Service.
Thus they thew me and Indian Wedding.
My Husband and I married a month after we had met. In a back yard ceremony that cost all of $500. including the simple beautiful gold bands.
My gratitude for our wedding day will always be vast. It left something empty however that we decided life was too short not to fill.
With the "talking stick" in hand we began our dedication.
So in the forest, as my heart had imagined my dream ceremony of dedication to each others hearts and for the hearts of our children commenced.

We celebrated imaginatively with the freedom of choice for our guest to be who and dress how they wanted to.
We were surrounded by this great crowd of witnesses who showed the sacrifice of a 6 hour drive and hearts to celebrate us. We all camped out and had a reception in the woods.
My Dream dress was created just for me. The woman who at 28 years of age had discovered through her elder siblings that she was not a Caucasian after all but, an Inuit/ Cherokee/White Woman with an unknown father save for the Abba Father I have in God.
My long time friend gave me a "Gift of dance" She is a professional choreographer/dancer/theatrical performer. She performed to my favorite song by Jewel "A Life Uncommon". Here that song and you will know who I am.
Father honored Son and Daughter with a blessing spoken over their heads and written as a blessing for their lives
I had a real wedding cake that I made and my friends gathered to assemble.
The Blessing spoken over them as in the ancient days gave a promise to them for life.
Now what beloved did was to give me this weeks before. He came to me and said it is about time I had my first diamond. This is what started the whole ceremony. I had lovely Sisters in Christ who insisted I fulfill the empty places in my heart and live life with no "I wishes"
This was the cake I created just for me! (well us) ;)
This day I owned my identity and though I may never know who my birth father was I know who my Abba Father Is!
For this is my beloved in his Civil War Reactors Uniform
Beautiful Little Dove longed to be a Princess of her own design. Handsome Dash Hawk was so cute as Indiana Jones.
His words spoken to me will ever keep me warm. One day I will post those texts.
A man that loves God, My two wonderful Children, Ceremony , dreams do come true .
God can and does re-store everything that the enemy of our hearts tries to steal away from us.Only NEVER let your heart be hardened.

Little Dove lost a tooth

It was in the night the child awoke. Freed from the torment of a tooth half out! The children found a cup and stowed that fine treasure for the beloved tooth fairy.
This morning Dash came in to great us. He declared the grand success of the night before. With detail as to where that fine little treasure may be. I went at once to see the tooth that had been set free.
Dash with Dad distracted , The skillful fairy slipped under said Little Doves pillow to place a prize and retrieve the "TOOTH". As fairy's fly swiftly away when brown dogs sit at a stay.
Off into my shower. A little tap came hence at my door, "Mommy, my tooth fell out!", came the sweet little chirp of my Dove. She knows full well the truth of my counter identity we play along our juvenile game. "I got a Yo-Yo , boy Mom that was weird" Let me see I said to her as I peaked out of the shower door.
OH how hollow the side of her grin! She smiled wide and let the freedom in. No more the pain she suffered night before last night. With bloodied pillow and sheet.
The loss of the joy of her family night Chinese food. Her feast was three yogurts soft and smooth. Movie time together was a comfort to her.
Today the croud cheers to see her with smile and the ease, no more a loose tooth!

I prayed for a Man #1

"Dear God" I cried, wept within my deep. "Dear God all I want is a Man that loves you and a home of my own. Not a religious man" That was over 25 years ago.

I saw him that day, Or should I better yet say He saw me from across the room. We were in a Bible Study together. He, had been praying for a wife a woman all his own to love and care for. There I was within his sight and I intrigued him. He spent weeks trying to contact me and discover who I was. It was the day I sat in the very front row that he saw me. He was awaiting the end of the service so that he could come up to me to introduce himself. Then it happened the alter call and I had been ushered off to a room for prayer. He stood a sentinel at the door and waited for an eternity to see me. That day closed for him without meeting up with me.
We did meet up with more amazing detail than I can begin here to tell.

We met and He as a friend sold his motorcycle to take me to a dentist for I held the grand canyon within my mouth. It was when he took me out of the dentist chair and told him off for looking "there". He found another dentist to take me too. Then He set up an apartment to help me start. I had left the house I lived in before with a backpack and a quarter to escape what was there.

We dated each day and saw it clear that if we were to stop our selfs from going too far we were to wed. Marry we did it was only within a month of knowing each other. WE set a date in two weeks time a dress a backyard wedding, cake, flowers and hair. My parents were flown in from different corners of the states, and my fist father gave me away. My mother helped me with my hair.

This man, that loved God, swept me up and took me there to a place of immaculate kindness. We spent our first years healing and he was tender to me as tender a persons love could ever be. We purchased our second home four years into our marriage and spent another 16 years there. He gave me my life back this man that loved God. He kept me from pitfalls of religion and zealous piety that leads to condemnation.

We traveled our state, I flew a kite for the first time. He (this man that loves God) gave me a childhood that I had never had. He lifted me up as to where I should be. Sacrifices, he made, because of the needs that were met were countless.

We started a family in a most unconventional way, He humbled himself to where he knew he should be. We have grown together, healed together and challenged all the things that life can bring. We have fought, as ONE, many dangerous battles threats and life scares. He has purposely given me back everything within his power that the thief of life had taken away.

I prayed for a man that love God ,not a religious man.

He is my beloved and I am His and his Banner over me is Love! I love his face in the morning light the way he comforts me when I feel a fright. He has changed the way I see myself through the reflection in his eyes of love. I am delighted to say I have know love unconditional! I am for him and he is for me! His fatherhood to our young ones is a great blessing to me. He reads to them nightly sense day one. His is the bed time routine so I can have a moment to rest. How fun he is a Daddy to see him show them the wonders of science, math and history.

We would love a date night but even so. Each day is a romance of reality. It is not like a fictional account to titillate some arousal of a deadened lust. For this life is real a history of our lives. Hardships we have known more than most folks share we have remained FOR each other. We have fought but never to each others demise. We fight against and for freedom and what is right.

My man that loves God has kept us safe from many religious snares that could divide.
This man that I love is God's gift to me and I treasure his soul always longing for it to be totally free. For we all have our hardship, wounds and battles to face, but I with this man by my side have won is life's marriage race.

Fake Photo Hunt

This is a fake photo of my father-in-Law taken and cropped by my niece as a joke.

Making shorts (x4) for Dash Hawk (part TWO)

Ok part two here we go

This is the spool of thread at the end of the project. My God supplies all of my needs!

I'm learning how to do these posts.

Come around to the curve include the seam allowance this gives a sure pocket to stay to the front of the finished garment
Im having a problem composing it so if any one cares to know the details or to ask any questions just post a comment. Ill be glad to explain









Sew all inseams togeather x*

Summertime fun with the kids.

Cherrio catch, FUNNY!

Playing in the Sunflower house.Drawing at the table with good art book references, Give them their own Sketch pad a nice one, go to the dollar store. They can keep a summer journal of drawings. They are telling each other stories, and discussing topics related to the drawings they are created. Great dialog. Wish you were a butterfly on the wall.

Coffee table American Idol

Quiet on the stage our next performer...Fun for play dates

Good old roll in the grass

Squirt gun fights

The old Silly Dance to the auto key board Lots of Belly laughs.

Lots Belly of laughs!

Writing Birthday Party invitations

Time with Mom

Computer time

Water balloons with friends!

Playing Puppy!

Lego Mania!