tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39752068552439726092024-03-12T18:42:15.029-05:00Nanc's NewsWhats happened, what's happening and what could possibly happen in the Heartland.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-41685709261356834752011-01-12T15:27:00.000-06:002011-01-12T15:27:12.627-06:00Current Reads...I've completed this one...<br />
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The story is fiction with truth mixed in. It takes place in the Arizona Territory around Tucson and follows the lives of the Prine family and their neighbors. <br />
The first two novels can get a bit wordy in places so I speed read through that part to get on with the story. <br />
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Pick up <u>These Is My Words</u> and see if you don't want to sit for the afternoon in your favorite chair wrapped in your favorite throw and read till the cows come home. Enjoy!NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-20820572088888439132011-01-08T17:44:00.000-06:002011-01-08T17:44:46.679-06:00January 2011...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRP-iZPYcICSUKubB9Fm_HBjZqaMwxgSF6wqTWw7TXv8q9heF0AS6L2SX2juH5P-YjDbNAv0a5VTjEzDz_IMzXIFKTkCMRfN3io8gb6b27vfJlxmu_MjP_BHqPCHGAiH4UyvZZJn5gW3wA/s1600/Winter+2-22-2010%253D2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRP-iZPYcICSUKubB9Fm_HBjZqaMwxgSF6wqTWw7TXv8q9heF0AS6L2SX2juH5P-YjDbNAv0a5VTjEzDz_IMzXIFKTkCMRfN3io8gb6b27vfJlxmu_MjP_BHqPCHGAiH4UyvZZJn5gW3wA/s320/Winter+2-22-2010%253D2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>It's cold in the Heartland, snow on the ground BUT we had sunshine today! <br />
I don't care how cold it gets if the sun shines with the dipping thermometer. We have days and days and sometimes weeks with no sun, it bums me out. I can stay in when it's sunny but I have a difficult time staying indoors when it's overcast. I get really antsy. Do you?<br />
Can you believe another year has gone by? I don't know where 2010 went and here we are in 2011! What's up with that? I remember my father saying, "the older you get the faster it goes (speaking of time)." Of course I didn't believe him but I can tell you now, I'm a believer!<br />
Sweet Man is on the road somewhere in the hills of Virginia tonight as I post. <br />
I'm on my way to the sitting room to watch one of the movies one of my Arizona girls sent us and wrap up in the new quilt throw my Canadian girl made me.<br />
I want to wish any and all who peruse this blog a wonderful and prosperous New Year with lots of happiness and joy thrown in. NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-84389854165651378352010-10-15T09:35:00.000-05:002010-10-15T09:35:55.186-05:00Here I Am...I'm sorry to have been so lax in my blogging but just haven't had the umph to sit down and share my thoughts. I haven't yet given up on this blog but don't know how reliable I will be either. <br />
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Not much new and exciting has been happening or so it seems to me. I think I'm in a funk.<br />
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I May take my camera and go out for some photos of the lovely fields and trees and then post.<br />
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Have a lovely day wherever in the world you are.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-74113313192623583872010-07-30T13:40:00.002-05:002010-07-30T13:51:32.970-05:00Forgiveness...A Load-Lightening Experience<object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7zwQ_7q-fU&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7zwQ_7q-fU&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Please turn off music at the bottom of this page before starting video.<br />
I want to testify to the truthfulness of what this man is talking about. Most of us will never have to extend forgiveness as great as Chris Williams. That said, forgiveness, regardless of how great or small, lifts a burden from us that is senseless to carry. The Atonement of Jesus Christ can help us with that burden, I so testify in the name of Jesus Christ.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-71038205072424066282010-06-14T14:40:00.000-05:002010-06-14T14:40:19.273-05:00Radiation, How Much Is Too Much. . .Have you seen this?<br />
<a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100614/ap_on_he_me/us_med_overtreated_radiation">http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100614/ap_on_he_me/us_med_overtreated_radiation</a><br />
It's an interesting read and very enlightening. Ever notice how many tests it takes to get one diagnosis and then sometimes they still don't know what's wrong with you? NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-15922854350684311042010-05-31T13:18:00.002-05:002010-05-31T13:18:56.274-05:00Arizona, Land That I Love...<a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cobject%20id=%22flashObj%22%20width=%22486%22%20height=%22412%22%20classid=%22clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000%22%20codebase=%22http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0%22%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22movie%22%20value=%22http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/49625183001?isVid=1%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22bgcolor%22%20value=%22#FFFFFF%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22flashVars%22%20value=%22videoId=86925230001&playerID=49625183001&domain=embed&dynamicStreaming=true%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22base%22%20value=%22http://admin.brightcove.com%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22seamlesstabbing%22%20value=%22false%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22allowFullScreen%22%20value=%22true%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22swLiveConnect%22%20value=%22true%22%20/%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22allowScriptAccess%22%20value=%22always%22%20/%3E%3Cembed%20src=%22http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/49625183001?isVid=1%22%20bgcolor=%22#FFFFFF%22%20flashVars=%22videoId=86925230001&playerID=49625183001&domain=embed&dynamicStreaming=true%22%20base=%22http://admin.brightcove.com%22%20name=%22flashObj%22%20width=%22486%22%20height=%22412%22%20seamlesstabbing=%22false%22%20type=%22application/x-shockwave-flash%22%20allowFullScreen=%22true%22%20swLiveConnect=%22true%22%20allowScriptAccess=%22always%22%20pluginspage=%22http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash%22%3E%3C/embed%3E%3C/object%3E"><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" height="412" id="flashObj" width="486"><param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/49625183001?isVid=1" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><param name="flashVars" value="videoId=86925230001&playerID=49625183001&domain=embed&dynamicStreaming=true" /><param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /><param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/49625183001?isVid=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=86925230001&playerID=49625183001&domain=embed&dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"></embed></object></a>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-9144278370068692632010-05-25T20:16:00.000-05:002010-05-25T20:16:05.242-05:00Flowers...My iris were especially beautiful this year and the spiderwort planted with them were equally as pretty.<br />
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I think Sweet Man has to call in this morning to see if he's leaving in his big blue truck today. He's been gone once this week on a run to Ohio but was back home after 2 days. <br />
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Signing off for now to get some breakfast, have a lovely day wherever in the world you are.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-31929755457479014662010-05-08T18:38:00.002-05:002010-05-08T18:42:36.356-05:00My Mother, My Friend. . ."Is this the long way?" asked the young mother as she set her foot on the path of life, the Guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning." <br />
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The young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike, and reminded them to feed the dog and do their homework and brush their teeth. <br />
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The sun shone on them and the young mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this." <br />
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Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms. <br />
The children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come." <br />
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And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and we are there."<br />
So the children climbed and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world. <br />
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Year after year she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of all unconditional love. And when they reached the top they said, "Mother, we could not have done it without you." <br />
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The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years. The mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said: "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing these traits on to their children." <br />
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And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her strength, just as she had given them hers. One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. <br />
And Mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them." <br />
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And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said, "We cannot see her, but she is with us still."<br />
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A mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. Your Mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winters day.<br />
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She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is your birthday morning. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop.<br />
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A mother shows through in every emotion - happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow - and all the while hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.<br />
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She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.<br />
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Not time, not space - not even death!<br />
Written for Good Housekeeping, 1933 by ~Temple Bailey ~<br />
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Happy Mother's day to my daughters, daughters-in-law, friends and the women of the world. Thank you for all that you have been, all that you are, and all that you yet will become. You have been my anchor in the storm and I appreciate it.<br />
May you each have a lovely day wherever in the world you are.<br />
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I want to send a special Mother's Day wish to my mom and sister who left this earthly existence many many years ago. Just want you gals to know how much I love and miss you.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-84440998325171714592010-04-29T11:51:00.000-05:002010-04-29T11:51:32.375-05:00Grad Coming Up...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanQ78oLYSqUWQqA_5NSXpVmzjM74XxK5vUWOPXsUkRDCDvL7xCrw-xTk4oZSmNYHZEN7q1jPMfWr2srglD5QcLb2JLaZl8a1TyPSShiBQ7UACXZVT3pgrEMO_aCNHIlopU2L1_lsSoppm/s1600/23492_1157486996175_1797758077_318610_3032714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanQ78oLYSqUWQqA_5NSXpVmzjM74XxK5vUWOPXsUkRDCDvL7xCrw-xTk4oZSmNYHZEN7q1jPMfWr2srglD5QcLb2JLaZl8a1TyPSShiBQ7UACXZVT3pgrEMO_aCNHIlopU2L1_lsSoppm/s320/23492_1157486996175_1797758077_318610_3032714_n.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBjEBJodRMDoQ9JFeQgGJ9zAkOLaXr5gvoAVyWZ_TQVpwguH2JBYh5iFkIYCZi3DQ_WetwbWJ8AEDLyQX_kU4fdCZrsf4sCAvLzHRrG_jPIkdA-UgKMZODqYSxUPjvxgnBzRPwZG6ne_DJ/s1600/23492_1157486876172_1797758077_318607_4915274_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBjEBJodRMDoQ9JFeQgGJ9zAkOLaXr5gvoAVyWZ_TQVpwguH2JBYh5iFkIYCZi3DQ_WetwbWJ8AEDLyQX_kU4fdCZrsf4sCAvLzHRrG_jPIkdA-UgKMZODqYSxUPjvxgnBzRPwZG6ne_DJ/s320/23492_1157486876172_1797758077_318607_4915274_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
This is our Dustin, he's the third son of our Canadian daughter. Dustin will graduate in May, he is 17 years old, a fine young man, a fine athlete, and a wonderful son & grandson. We're proud of you Dusty Man and wish you all the best life and the Lord have in store for you. Go forward with confidence and zeal, <i><b>you are</b></i> one of the Stripling Warriors. Always remember who you are and what you represent because you never get a second chance at making a good first impression. We love you to the moon and beyond. NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-65854496426960050492010-04-29T11:28:00.001-05:002010-04-29T11:30:01.574-05:00Testimony-of-the-Book-of-MormonSome little time ago I challenged the sisters I visit teach and then the sisters of the Relief Society to read two pages of the Book Of Mormon a day until completed. As I began this challenge I have again renewed my testimony of the truthfulness of this book. I would like to share this testimony from Jeffrey R. Holland, of the Quorum of the Twelve and add mine to it that I know of a surety this <span style="font-style:italic;">is</span> the work of the Lord. Click on link to watch.<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/mormonmessages#play/all/1/CkKblIMfmjI">Testimony-of-the-Book-of-Mormon</a>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-84905728502555813332010-04-20T21:53:00.000-05:002010-04-20T21:53:17.473-05:00So true. . .<i>How does one live without the guidance of the Holy Ghost and stay on the straight and narrow path? It's beyond me. Speaking for myself, I can't do it alone. I'm the first to admit I need spiritual guidance, I require it, I desire it. </i> <br />
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<i>"When we invite the Holy Ghost to fill our minds with light and knowledge, He 'quickens' us, that is to say, enlightens and enlivens the inner man or woman. As a result we notice a measurable difference in our soul. We feel strengthened, filled with peace and joy. We possess spiritual energy and enthusiasm, both of which enhance our natural abilities. We can accomplish more than we otherwise could do on our own. We yearn to become a holier person."<br />
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Keith K. Hilbig, "Quench Not the Spirit Which Quickens the Inner Man," Ensign, Nov. 2007, 38 </i>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-42503538681258841652010-04-06T18:29:00.002-05:002010-04-06T18:32:20.569-05:00So You Think English Is Easy. . .<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"></meta><title></title><meta content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"></meta><style type="text/css">
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The bandage was wound around the wound.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The farm was used to produce produce.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">He could lead if he would get the lead out.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">We must polish the Polish furniture.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">I did not object to the object.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The insurance was invalid for the invalid.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">They were too close to the door to close it.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The buck does funny things when the does are present.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">The wind was too strong to wind the sail.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: small;">How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?</span></div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-76822742243513050512010-04-04T09:41:00.001-05:002010-04-04T09:42:10.130-05:00For God So Love The World...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISFp5P07chHfmmR1fV-lDCFTp9NszOb7DyrGtp3aivCnJ0_8GATYzuuVi2gF7dPqR2sPKIWFe_WXW-L-ic82RyS7732dgPhcQzT6hOixdp4pWqO75g-pPoyV55abdD33pWeTU_L1Ms3tW/s1600/resurected.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISFp5P07chHfmmR1fV-lDCFTp9NszOb7DyrGtp3aivCnJ0_8GATYzuuVi2gF7dPqR2sPKIWFe_WXW-L-ic82RyS7732dgPhcQzT6hOixdp4pWqO75g-pPoyV55abdD33pWeTU_L1Ms3tW/s320/resurected.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> John 11: 25-26</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:</div><div style="text-align: center;">And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Do <b><i>I</i></b> believe it? </div><div style="text-align: center;">With every fiber of my being!</div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-80882770463497921192010-04-03T21:28:00.001-05:002010-04-03T21:30:03.656-05:00180th General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlOIQ5flt8nMhWFUskEuC494Btqq2iyWO0KdoeLzXYl9Alm-mrLzw6VWH3y-sOtIGjGLubTYnCGFUNtCXBtMlsLv26HR9KtWSZGqAGaJmrxWt1hePz2ed7mtAQMjWjyTTbtz7jMIyRyACs/s1600/TabernacleChoir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlOIQ5flt8nMhWFUskEuC494Btqq2iyWO0KdoeLzXYl9Alm-mrLzw6VWH3y-sOtIGjGLubTYnCGFUNtCXBtMlsLv26HR9KtWSZGqAGaJmrxWt1hePz2ed7mtAQMjWjyTTbtz7jMIyRyACs/s320/TabernacleChoir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today I went to the branch and watched two sessions of general conference.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The first session was from 11 till 1, home for lunch and back for the 3-5 session.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The speakers were inspiring, the music was beautiful and the spirit was strong. I loved every talk that I heard. I feel so blessed to belong to this church and know what I know. I only wish my entire family could have been here with me so we could listen together. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope your day was as lovely as mine.</div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-87296293923487004452010-03-26T18:25:00.004-05:002010-03-26T18:45:26.741-05:00A Lamp For Mom...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEgO9IhERUMbzmZckrSKfoWg8ICbeikgQ3kdX7dT1njEjmwGPmiolaJjt973S3VG8LhgXy7DXEPiH7nKgET93KMhOzTV17dJ0PtZkrC5Xj9sLmy2Vcp4wVRigfueNKoDQ3ceCfhBA8e5y/s1600/DSC00675.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEgO9IhERUMbzmZckrSKfoWg8ICbeikgQ3kdX7dT1njEjmwGPmiolaJjt973S3VG8LhgXy7DXEPiH7nKgET93KMhOzTV17dJ0PtZkrC5Xj9sLmy2Vcp4wVRigfueNKoDQ3ceCfhBA8e5y/s320/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453088516512708386" /></a><br />My folks got a couple of rooms of new furniture in 1965. The style was country/early American. It was comfortable and cozy and colors to suit the era. While trying to decide what to get my mother that year for Christmas I came across this lamp. It cost $59.95 plus tax which was quite a lot of $$ for a lamp in 1965. I knew Mom would like it so I bought it for her. She enjoyed this lamp for nearly 23 years. After she passed it came back to me. I've had it for <span style="font-style:italic;">nearly</span> 22 years and it now sits in my guest room. It's not a very efficient lamp but, of course, that isn't why it was purchased in the first place. This lamp fits in the category of those 'gotta have' pair of shoes that look oh so gooood but just kill your feet. Know what I mean? This little beauty is about 31" from base to top of chimney. PS-the bottom half of the light is a night light. Fits right in with my fetish for night lights.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-31882864586975815552010-03-26T18:14:00.004-05:002010-03-26T18:24:25.586-05:00I know I know. . .I'm suppose to be downsizing but I couldn't resist! Besides Lanette made me do it, I swear. Oh wait, I have a current temple reccomend...okay, she was 'with me' when I found these. This was a large sum of $$ to my way of thinking. Two quilts and two identical frames for $4 a piece! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg20cilTYLo-1xdqqDA5mJBob9VQGzJJt_Kd520vB0MR840Tj71wupRDK6KuCBmXZMDzhnxr9LRtyqvE0j3genwRBVNkM10O5-iEAXlhxLZmG6KYgR_aT2mfBGFgPLrNQ6lqCtf750vDDa/s1600/DSC00712.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg20cilTYLo-1xdqqDA5mJBob9VQGzJJt_Kd520vB0MR840Tj71wupRDK6KuCBmXZMDzhnxr9LRtyqvE0j3genwRBVNkM10O5-iEAXlhxLZmG6KYgR_aT2mfBGFgPLrNQ6lqCtf750vDDa/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453085512154064898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXdeqoXDAInqu_LMz-37n1omYi8GGN3Cuh-iKDvBI6IvuvOj9qB4Ju5nW2LI3rsxn88FczgFb2kj0mWQECGh_mkWbFiWe6CoY46NnseobLYxow4HPJosP8uE1gcIWGQXF8ETq3V2Sg_vE/s1600/DSC00711.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXdeqoXDAInqu_LMz-37n1omYi8GGN3Cuh-iKDvBI6IvuvOj9qB4Ju5nW2LI3rsxn88FczgFb2kj0mWQECGh_mkWbFiWe6CoY46NnseobLYxow4HPJosP8uE1gcIWGQXF8ETq3V2Sg_vE/s320/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453085368560039122" /></a><br />The quilts both need repair but I prefer used rather than perfect. The frames outside measurements are 24.5 X 26. One frame is a future mirror the other is a future cork board or chalkboard instead of a mirror. Any ideas?NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-51829547065615438202010-03-24T07:28:00.002-05:002010-03-24T07:33:35.203-05:00Trouble. . .Is anyone else having problems with their blog? I haven't made any changes to settings but things are changed. What's up with that? I can't customize fonts and colors, my comments have changed, instead of photos posting it's text and then I have to figure out how to put my text in with all the gobbledeygook.<br />I cleaned my cache of cookies as suggested but to no avail.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-78073367202410705242010-03-24T06:34:00.004-05:002010-03-24T06:48:32.866-05:00Nightlights...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS7Bo4L1XIxwjjvsNiAnndAVZrvGwpFpJUw2MMXqb-hGX8ZJU09FEImk5Gt7XiBxgvLoRT1j7IQ2Lr40UVA2wFneWvXDiLK7IiMKjU4roy56EEHkxzUGIuCSXdl8uZoxXReSqmVLPMkyIv/s1600/DSC00676.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS7Bo4L1XIxwjjvsNiAnndAVZrvGwpFpJUw2MMXqb-hGX8ZJU09FEImk5Gt7XiBxgvLoRT1j7IQ2Lr40UVA2wFneWvXDiLK7IiMKjU4roy56EEHkxzUGIuCSXdl8uZoxXReSqmVLPMkyIv/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452162533185327730" /></a><br />I have nightlights all over the house. <br /><br />I probably have more nightlights on 24-7 than most people have lights. I don't like dark! As a matter-of-fact I don't care much about anything dark. I like light!<br /><br />These houses sit a top a cupboard in the guest room. They look homey,warm and give off a soft glow in the night. The dollhouse is lit too but doesn't look like it in the photo. Sorry folks, I'm not a better photographer.<br /><br />The round globe glass shade at the left I found at the curb. The bottom was from the dumpster. Dave put them together for me and mounted them to a piece of wood for stabilization and voila a nightlight.NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-46588695775673336742010-03-24T06:25:00.002-05:002010-03-24T06:30:23.985-05:00Waiting, waiting, waiting. . .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQT9Zj_1A5IUW73PdN2vUVurzM1maZKEk81h9406KsEyQsqxxtWMF48ta2xC1Mx0Ck9qoqm1aWeMqdoQMAh_tRXdy9NcmZz66aj_maI9Eieb5t6LncsaQVZfw-4bGwzg1hO2QMVOC8obgy/s1600/Lilac+bouquet.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQT9Zj_1A5IUW73PdN2vUVurzM1maZKEk81h9406KsEyQsqxxtWMF48ta2xC1Mx0Ck9qoqm1aWeMqdoQMAh_tRXdy9NcmZz66aj_maI9Eieb5t6LncsaQVZfw-4bGwzg1hO2QMVOC8obgy/s320/Lilac+bouquet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452160266485610434" /></a><br />Are you anxiously awaiting these too? There are several Lilac bushes along our alley way which I can't wait to see unfold their pretties. My lilies are about 3" above ground as are the flags (iris). How is it in your neck of the woods?NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-86561833672969781322010-03-22T09:03:00.000-05:002010-03-22T09:03:36.435-05:00Friday was. . .<div style="text-align: center;">61 degrees, sunny, breezy, capri weather. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday was. . .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwq9IMXgDREYfcZ4uQqYV3oyMgobz7WtwevBzOaNIqfbq7oA3SC5tGCdpppRi1uFx5jJP5rWr3i8e89o_roWuwPN34308jywcTpoFc_fqZQI8OtNcmo5ozGLPDA275M6OaGkWJOMbz1imz/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwq9IMXgDREYfcZ4uQqYV3oyMgobz7WtwevBzOaNIqfbq7oA3SC5tGCdpppRi1uFx5jJP5rWr3i8e89o_roWuwPN34308jywcTpoFc_fqZQI8OtNcmo5ozGLPDA275M6OaGkWJOMbz1imz/s320/DSC00701.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> 33 degrees, snow, wind, winter coat weather.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sunday was. . .</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1crGVseR_hTR6hOS7i9Pj0ij2csVtaUl3JR_tK-vr2ekn5hKhHM4m1gTrK6xDkaexqD-eme6nmE9O1n9d0qpmtAvF7uwf1m9Xjgz6B2GcU9I9N3Kho8KxS-g3CvuunizimTOzqFfOWLgC/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1crGVseR_hTR6hOS7i9Pj0ij2csVtaUl3JR_tK-vr2ekn5hKhHM4m1gTrK6xDkaexqD-eme6nmE9O1n9d0qpmtAvF7uwf1m9Xjgz6B2GcU9I9N3Kho8KxS-g3CvuunizimTOzqFfOWLgC/s320/DSC00702.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">36 degrees, light rain, winter coat and umbrella weather.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> This photo shows the snow melting after an hours worth of rain.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today. . .57, mostly sunny, windy, and we'll see what kind of weather.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you're having a lovely day wherever in the world you are.</div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-55034599793964050162010-03-18T19:56:00.001-05:002010-03-22T10:09:19.915-05:00Relief Society Meeting and Birthday Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorIP1Rz1-ESWGkRavpfAua2M4gSUlf_bAIj-WHfXArFsPVFPDfIZYTFlYu3CO_8xL1DECUxbIJNKDDM3E-rWzu467g7p6OvEgJ-nqSXSMafN7NXKctexKK199jYQF1KbZFCstB2FK1uan/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorIP1Rz1-ESWGkRavpfAua2M4gSUlf_bAIj-WHfXArFsPVFPDfIZYTFlYu3CO_8xL1DECUxbIJNKDDM3E-rWzu467g7p6OvEgJ-nqSXSMafN7NXKctexKK199jYQF1KbZFCstB2FK1uan/s320/DSC00696.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKG_t0kvh7VOISBewC30nnBWrvDJrK8ZlhWyYGp-C41LRThoX9N9ROccOXeFYFN358a8IgeTdPWYpkj4wp0NVhQztd7bAMRnxplxURFs0nhP40LQFR4egLo41ivuJsxlFseXoEWWteQpCi/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKG_t0kvh7VOISBewC30nnBWrvDJrK8ZlhWyYGp-C41LRThoX9N9ROccOXeFYFN358a8IgeTdPWYpkj4wp0NVhQztd7bAMRnxplxURFs0nhP40LQFR4egLo41ivuJsxlFseXoEWWteQpCi/s320/DSC00688.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRzxhPmJpTZl7v3rn328SdWdg8_qhDcfF_Gs9C1UetPfI6F0Rqb8XA_3XpvNoCZfFihmyrnBCOYhCcwREWPU3J_ONGb3_ZgvKb5UNJADg7IJo7SyaLv70jiay9VKPTXEM5hVE-Nr8sr_6b/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRzxhPmJpTZl7v3rn328SdWdg8_qhDcfF_Gs9C1UetPfI6F0Rqb8XA_3XpvNoCZfFihmyrnBCOYhCcwREWPU3J_ONGb3_ZgvKb5UNJADg7IJo7SyaLv70jiay9VKPTXEM5hVE-Nr8sr_6b/s320/DSC00687.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tuesday the 16th we celebrated the birthday of the Relief Society at our monthly evening meeting. We also honored past presidents still residing in our branch boundaries, gave out a couple of pat-on-the-back awards and a certificate and blue ribbon to the visiting teachers. Peggy did a lovely job on the program and awards. Thanks Peg! We had a salad bar with everything you could think of for a salad along with macaroni/shrimp salad, bowtie pasta salad and potato salad. Robin and daughter-in-law Elizabeth did the cupcakes and pretty glasses with candy. Thanks ladies! Kathleen, the education counselor, gave out the pat-on-the-back awards, Anita, the secretary and VT coordinator did the VT awards and I gave out the presidents recognitions award. Nearly everyone helped clean up... a big thanks for all who helped. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We had several quilts on display that we have put together over the last few months that will be donated to the oncology unit at out local hospital. </div><div style="text-align: center;">All in all it was a lovely evening with good food and fellowship all around. </div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-23843602943982850842010-03-18T19:40:00.000-05:002010-03-18T19:40:53.215-05:00Birthday and Visiting Teaching Companion...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSZTU6dpCZwKaM1CmrclRKxZu1toMzxkf1b-IIsarge59I5TzOBg4zmOSKddVdRe5Qf0QlIuPwXtlqPSbD-LaUjCmEUkKq0cbCmVnT78RWdZs6pVorU-SpQffTV1pm28V0tIypUej5Aew/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSZTU6dpCZwKaM1CmrclRKxZu1toMzxkf1b-IIsarge59I5TzOBg4zmOSKddVdRe5Qf0QlIuPwXtlqPSbD-LaUjCmEUkKq0cbCmVnT78RWdZs6pVorU-SpQffTV1pm28V0tIypUej5Aew/s320/DSC00665.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My visiting teaching companione is a wonderful gal named Vickie. She is cute, funny and very intelligent. I like her a lot. After we did our visiting teaching last week she took me to lunch at our favorite watering hole. I went to the water closet to wash my hands and when I came back the little plate you see in the photo was in the middle of the table with a green snowball lunch cake and a pink squiggly candle in the center. I had to make a wish, the birthday fairy must be asleep on the job cuz she ain't answered my wish yet, and blow out the candle. She gave me a lovely card with a sweet message inside and a small photo album for my purse which I'm going to fill with recipes. Please note the message on the birthday plate. That was me! Thanks Vickie, you're a plum.</div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975206855243972609.post-14182164625764685182010-03-13T16:42:00.000-06:002010-03-13T16:42:38.759-06:00Look What I Got . . .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1MOJtvm_sLeFvytp-nwOCUW7wc-gM5jXEmD94fo_DFuf5_IUrpXw5pFKh5mJebo8dDgtgfpOi_j70J1gZk61f8v3RWnjSF3ATYQRYs8wdxHntSKX-81b9biC5393zhZbD1SX-8LiQVy1/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1MOJtvm_sLeFvytp-nwOCUW7wc-gM5jXEmD94fo_DFuf5_IUrpXw5pFKh5mJebo8dDgtgfpOi_j70J1gZk61f8v3RWnjSF3ATYQRYs8wdxHntSKX-81b9biC5393zhZbD1SX-8LiQVy1/s320/DSC00683.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-LEM8UKqqFWzpS08AxgTXapIYuGqH5X51kGRgpRLWTRV8n7gy4v1hdsYomzC21J03zx61iPN2BmvC03QaJBvGAjmCXM1CRKdsyYfgDxwmDDm4KJxIjgE7is8gbARxYfXNvSmwFqZFe1i/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-LEM8UKqqFWzpS08AxgTXapIYuGqH5X51kGRgpRLWTRV8n7gy4v1hdsYomzC21J03zx61iPN2BmvC03QaJBvGAjmCXM1CRKdsyYfgDxwmDDm4KJxIjgE7is8gbARxYfXNvSmwFqZFe1i/s320/DSC00684.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXEMrI5L8hQ0FFc4XRj9CSlzX3BiDSpa_B5PRFb2Atq9ZmKwq3VU7HMypT08O5Jzv-g-ZCcMRKC8s7cSV8A5TFj7y-EsaBx4MifUOweeHFdkKLrx2ch1kBYFrtZotfz74sMAzQEzjQrl6n/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXEMrI5L8hQ0FFc4XRj9CSlzX3BiDSpa_B5PRFb2Atq9ZmKwq3VU7HMypT08O5Jzv-g-ZCcMRKC8s7cSV8A5TFj7y-EsaBx4MifUOweeHFdkKLrx2ch1kBYFrtZotfz74sMAzQEzjQrl6n/s320/DSC00686.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRiQU83p_VoIb7MRcdpA1tvLXSDRE0l9rOLAXXOqhGJSCsDVMjkbakwvQIS6Fwmb-RyRxItE3YhKcx04T_05UeMuprirHcSV_8aqzYmDQ7TwEgOXJ3XNaqiE3mHA32lAf8dC6d88f90_vK/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRiQU83p_VoIb7MRcdpA1tvLXSDRE0l9rOLAXXOqhGJSCsDVMjkbakwvQIS6Fwmb-RyRxItE3YhKcx04T_05UeMuprirHcSV_8aqzYmDQ7TwEgOXJ3XNaqiE3mHA32lAf8dC6d88f90_vK/s320/DSC00685.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My Canadian daughter made these for me. I also have a bright blue one with bright yellow sunflowers on it. (that apron was in the laundry when I took these photos) I wear an apron whenever I'm in the kitchen and love these bib aprons. I have several aprons but these bibs are my favorite. I also especially like the apron that ties at the sides and is reversible. Cheyenne made me one of those several years ago, last year I finally had to do away with it as it was beyond looking presentable anymore. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Hint to my Canadian daughter:</span> no more flowers send me an apron instead. Thank you so much for these.</div>NanChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338418343981620072noreply@blogger.com3