Easter is here! A time to rejoice in the resurrection of the Lord. Let us not loose sight amongst the candy, eggs, baskets and decorations of the real meaning of the day.
What a joyful day it is! He is risen indeed! Without Jesus’ righteousness and sacrifice there would be no grace. Praise God for Jesus. One day we who believe in Him will see Him and will all be changed.
He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you. And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring his disciples word. And as they went to tell his disciples, behold, Jesus met them, saying, All hail. And they came and held him by the feet, and worshipped him. Then said Jesus unto them, Be not afraid: go tell my brethren that they go into Galilee, and there shall they see me. Matthew 28:6-10
Easter blessing! Luv and hugs, Sue & Roger
Friday, April 10, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
A Wonderful Weekend for Grandma!
We are so blessed! It is such a joy to spend time with our grandchildren. Saturday night Trinity spent the night and went to church with us. We had a great time just being together and she brought the movie "Marley & Me" for us to watch. A funny movie, cute but boy watch out for the ending...very sad!
We got home from church and had a wonderful afternoon! Christopher, Ginger and Sarah and of course their mom and dad arrived to celebrate Christopher's birthday. I can hardly believe that tomorrow that grandson of ours will be 11 years old. It seems just like yesterday that Kristy gave birth and I got to be the first person to hold him right there in the birthing suite. I will never forget that moment. What a joy it was. Now that little tiny baby is 11 years old. Where did all those years go?
Lee came and joined us and everyone celebrated! We even had an extra unexpected guest. Kristy and Vic brought with them their little dog Roo-Roo. Not sure that is how you spell his name but he is a cute silky terrier. So that added to the excitement.
The grandchildren have grown so much. They were all outside playing in the yard. It is amazing how they have gone from little tiny children to youngsters who get along and love to play together. It is such a joy to watch them all play. They don't get much opportunity to see each other but when they do, it is just wonderful to witness.
As for Kristy, Vic, Lee, Sue and Roger, we all enjoyed visiting too while the children were having their fun. There was so much laughing going on. Remembering stories from when Kristy and Lee were young. And I think it was so funny when Kristy mentioned something about "her" room. Lee pipped up and said, "at least you still have a room." Everyone started laughing. Lee's old bedroom was demolished downstairs and added more room to the garage years ago. He said, "above a door downstairs is sign that says "Lee's Room" and it leads to nowhere! Well it struck everyone so funny.
I was quick to point out that he had a room, he lived here for a good while after his room was demolished. He laughed and everyone just got so tickled. He said ya, I was in "Kristy's old room." I don't have an "old room" anymore. I guess you had to be here to see how funny it was.
Then there was the topic of the "yellow bucket fish" that Vic had Sarah ask Lee about. Laughter once again. We had to explain to Sarah about Lee and the "yellow bucket fish". Lee gets so adamant that one day he will prove to us there is a fish that is called a "yellow bucket fish". I know you don't know the story and if you ever want to know, just ask and we will be glad to fill you in. Or better yet next time you see Lee ask him to tell you about the "yellow bucket fish." Watch him moan and laugh. I guarantee you will get a kick out of it.
The house is quiet and everyone has gone home. But once again, we have wonderful memories of a sunny Sunday afternoon full of grandchildren, our children and lots of laughter and fun.
I wish all of you the same joy and happiness when you get together with your family over the Easter holiday. I can hardly wait til May 9th when it is Trinity, Roger and Lee's birthday and hopefully we can all be together again. Let's hope Kristy has that weekend off. What fun that will be!
Love and hugs!
We got home from church and had a wonderful afternoon! Christopher, Ginger and Sarah and of course their mom and dad arrived to celebrate Christopher's birthday. I can hardly believe that tomorrow that grandson of ours will be 11 years old. It seems just like yesterday that Kristy gave birth and I got to be the first person to hold him right there in the birthing suite. I will never forget that moment. What a joy it was. Now that little tiny baby is 11 years old. Where did all those years go?
Lee came and joined us and everyone celebrated! We even had an extra unexpected guest. Kristy and Vic brought with them their little dog Roo-Roo. Not sure that is how you spell his name but he is a cute silky terrier. So that added to the excitement.
The grandchildren have grown so much. They were all outside playing in the yard. It is amazing how they have gone from little tiny children to youngsters who get along and love to play together. It is such a joy to watch them all play. They don't get much opportunity to see each other but when they do, it is just wonderful to witness.
As for Kristy, Vic, Lee, Sue and Roger, we all enjoyed visiting too while the children were having their fun. There was so much laughing going on. Remembering stories from when Kristy and Lee were young. And I think it was so funny when Kristy mentioned something about "her" room. Lee pipped up and said, "at least you still have a room." Everyone started laughing. Lee's old bedroom was demolished downstairs and added more room to the garage years ago. He said, "above a door downstairs is sign that says "Lee's Room" and it leads to nowhere! Well it struck everyone so funny.
I was quick to point out that he had a room, he lived here for a good while after his room was demolished. He laughed and everyone just got so tickled. He said ya, I was in "Kristy's old room." I don't have an "old room" anymore. I guess you had to be here to see how funny it was.
Then there was the topic of the "yellow bucket fish" that Vic had Sarah ask Lee about. Laughter once again. We had to explain to Sarah about Lee and the "yellow bucket fish". Lee gets so adamant that one day he will prove to us there is a fish that is called a "yellow bucket fish". I know you don't know the story and if you ever want to know, just ask and we will be glad to fill you in. Or better yet next time you see Lee ask him to tell you about the "yellow bucket fish." Watch him moan and laugh. I guarantee you will get a kick out of it.
The house is quiet and everyone has gone home. But once again, we have wonderful memories of a sunny Sunday afternoon full of grandchildren, our children and lots of laughter and fun.
I wish all of you the same joy and happiness when you get together with your family over the Easter holiday. I can hardly wait til May 9th when it is Trinity, Roger and Lee's birthday and hopefully we can all be together again. Let's hope Kristy has that weekend off. What fun that will be!
Love and hugs!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Wishing Everyone a Happy St. Patrick's Day
Just a short post to wish everyone a Happy St. Patty's Day! Today is a day that we are all "Irish" in spirit. So Erin Go Bragh!
"Erin Go Bragh"
Erin Go Bragh
Bring my pipe and fill its bowl,
Tthat I may puff to sooth my soul.
For it is sure to clear my brain,
And bring old memories back again!
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
Here’s to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer—and another one!
Here’s to fine wine, women, and song.
And here’s to workdays that aren’t too long.
Here’s to shoes that always fit.
And here’s to you, you silly shit!
Here’s wishing you the top o’ life without a single tumble.
Here’s wishing you the smiles o’ life and not a single grumble.
Here’s wishing you the best o’ life and not a claw about it.
Here’s wishing you the joy in life and not a day without it.
Life is like a cup of tea, it's all in how you make it.
May God bless and keep in good health your enemies' enemies.
May God grant you always...
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel,
so nothing can harm you.
May misfortune follow you the rest of your life, but never catch up.
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
May the leprechauns be near you to spread luck along your way!
May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams.
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
May the saddest day of your future be no worse
Than the happiest day of your past.
May the sun shine all day long,
Everything go right and nothing go wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you
And may all the wishes you wish come true!
May those that love us, love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping.
May you always walk in sunshine.
May you never want for more.
May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door.
May you get all your wishes but one so you always have something to strive for!
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.
May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.
May you live long,
Die happy,
And rate a mansion in heaven.
May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you wherever you go.
May your day be filled with blessings
Like the sun that lights the sky,
And may you always have the courage
To spread your wings and fly.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
May your right hand always
Be stretched out in friendship
And never in want.
May your thoughts be as glad as the shamrocks.
May your heart be as light as a song.
May each day bring you bright happy hours,
That stay with you all year long.
May your troubles be less
And your blessings be more.
And nothing but happiness
Come through your door.
"Mora na maidine dhuit." - Top of the morning to you.
St. Patrick’s Day is an enchanted time - a day to begin transforming winter’s dreams into summer’s magic.- Adrienne Cook
The light heart lives long.
The mills of God grind slowly but they grind finely.
There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head.
If a man doesn’t drink when he’s living,
How in the hell can he drink when he’s dead?
Time is a great story teller.
Tis better by far at the rainbows end to find not a pot of gold but the heart of a friend.
Two shorten the road.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
Your My Pot of Gold!
"Erin Go Bragh"
Erin Go Bragh
Bring my pipe and fill its bowl,
Tthat I may puff to sooth my soul.
For it is sure to clear my brain,
And bring old memories back again!
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
Here’s to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer—and another one!
Here’s to fine wine, women, and song.
And here’s to workdays that aren’t too long.
Here’s to shoes that always fit.
And here’s to you, you silly shit!
Here’s wishing you the top o’ life without a single tumble.
Here’s wishing you the smiles o’ life and not a single grumble.
Here’s wishing you the best o’ life and not a claw about it.
Here’s wishing you the joy in life and not a day without it.
Life is like a cup of tea, it's all in how you make it.
May God bless and keep in good health your enemies' enemies.
May God grant you always...
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel,
so nothing can harm you.
May misfortune follow you the rest of your life, but never catch up.
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
May the leprechauns be near you to spread luck along your way!
May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams.
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
May the saddest day of your future be no worse
Than the happiest day of your past.
May the sun shine all day long,
Everything go right and nothing go wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you
And may all the wishes you wish come true!
May those that love us, love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping.
May you always walk in sunshine.
May you never want for more.
May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door.
May you get all your wishes but one so you always have something to strive for!
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.
May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.
May you live long,
Die happy,
And rate a mansion in heaven.
May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you wherever you go.
May your day be filled with blessings
Like the sun that lights the sky,
And may you always have the courage
To spread your wings and fly.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
May your right hand always
Be stretched out in friendship
And never in want.
May your thoughts be as glad as the shamrocks.
May your heart be as light as a song.
May each day bring you bright happy hours,
That stay with you all year long.
May your troubles be less
And your blessings be more.
And nothing but happiness
Come through your door.
"Mora na maidine dhuit." - Top of the morning to you.
St. Patrick’s Day is an enchanted time - a day to begin transforming winter’s dreams into summer’s magic.- Adrienne Cook
The light heart lives long.
The mills of God grind slowly but they grind finely.
There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head.
If a man doesn’t drink when he’s living,
How in the hell can he drink when he’s dead?
Time is a great story teller.
Tis better by far at the rainbows end to find not a pot of gold but the heart of a friend.
Two shorten the road.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
Your My Pot of Gold!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Oh my aching back!
Well the long ride in the car has finally caught up with Sue! Yesterday Sue left work to attend a funeral, as she sat down she felt something in her back. She thought oh no, but kept saying to herself this will pass. She went back to work and after the end of work went to several grocery stores to get items for Saturday's celebration for Kristy's birthday.
Kristy and family are coming in for the day. Actually her birthday was the 5th but she has this weekend off and now has a car to get to Staunton in. So, she decided she would like to come to Staunton for the day. Well, Sue is very excited about seeing the grandchildren also (first time since Christmas). Back to the grocery store story. As she was putting the cart back at the last store she felt this terrible pain in her back. She managed to finally get back to the car and get in. She called Roger and told him she was on her way and might need help. He met her at the car and helped her in the house. She sat on the couch and Roger unloaded the car and put away the groceries. When Sue got up from the couch she let out a yelp! The pain was excruciating, but after that it subsided a bit. Roger decided what must have happened is the disc must have slipped out at the grocery store and when she got up off the couch it slipped back in. After Sue thought about it she realized he was most likely correct. So now, she is suffering from the after effects -- and the aches and discomfort.
Her neurosurgeon asked to see her when she has these episodes. This is the second one and each time she has had one, she has called. But alas as with most Dr. offices it is next to impossible to get past the office staff to even speak to the Dr. let alone see him. Not to mention he is in Richmond 90 miles away. So we wait yet again for a response. Most likely this "episode" will be over by the time we hear back. Guess we will wait and see.
Roger went to the Laity Banquet without Sue this evening and told her to lie flat and not to dare get up until he gets back from Lexington. Hopefully then together they will bake Kristy's cake. Lee is helping with her birthday meal so Sue can just relax and enjoy the children. We are glad they are old enough that they will understand that Ne-Ne can't be climbed on.
So, next year Sandy and Sue have decided no driving to FL. They will fly. It is too hard on Sue's back to sit in a car that long. This aging is no fun!!! Except for the joy of grandchildren..that is such a blessing.
Kristy and family are coming in for the day. Actually her birthday was the 5th but she has this weekend off and now has a car to get to Staunton in. So, she decided she would like to come to Staunton for the day. Well, Sue is very excited about seeing the grandchildren also (first time since Christmas). Back to the grocery store story. As she was putting the cart back at the last store she felt this terrible pain in her back. She managed to finally get back to the car and get in. She called Roger and told him she was on her way and might need help. He met her at the car and helped her in the house. She sat on the couch and Roger unloaded the car and put away the groceries. When Sue got up from the couch she let out a yelp! The pain was excruciating, but after that it subsided a bit. Roger decided what must have happened is the disc must have slipped out at the grocery store and when she got up off the couch it slipped back in. After Sue thought about it she realized he was most likely correct. So now, she is suffering from the after effects -- and the aches and discomfort.
Her neurosurgeon asked to see her when she has these episodes. This is the second one and each time she has had one, she has called. But alas as with most Dr. offices it is next to impossible to get past the office staff to even speak to the Dr. let alone see him. Not to mention he is in Richmond 90 miles away. So we wait yet again for a response. Most likely this "episode" will be over by the time we hear back. Guess we will wait and see.
Roger went to the Laity Banquet without Sue this evening and told her to lie flat and not to dare get up until he gets back from Lexington. Hopefully then together they will bake Kristy's cake. Lee is helping with her birthday meal so Sue can just relax and enjoy the children. We are glad they are old enough that they will understand that Ne-Ne can't be climbed on.
So, next year Sandy and Sue have decided no driving to FL. They will fly. It is too hard on Sue's back to sit in a car that long. This aging is no fun!!! Except for the joy of grandchildren..that is such a blessing.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
How Hi Tech Can We Get?
I received an email today that struck me so funny. I know that our blog site is not normally a place to post emails but I can't resist this one. Hope you all enjoy this email. We could not stop laughing at the humor of this. Hope you don't think we are sick....LOL Here goes:
THREE WOMEN, TWO YOUNGER, AND ONE SENIOR CITIZEN, WERE SITTING NAKED IN A SAUNA. SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND. THE YOUNG WOMAN PRESSED HER FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. THE OTHERS LOOKED AT HER QUESTIONINGLY. 'THAT WAS MY PAGER,' SHE SAID. I HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM.
A FEW MINUTES LATER, A PHONE RANG. THE SECOND YOUNG WOMAN LIFTED HER PALM TO HER EAR. WHEN SHE FINISHED, SHE EXPLAINED,'THAT WAS MY MOBILE PHONE. I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND.'
THE OLDER WOMAN FELT VERY LOW -TECH. NOT TO BE OUT DONE, SHE DECIDED SHE HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE SAUNA AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM. SHE RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER HANGING FROM HER REAR END.
THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND STARED AT HER.
THE OLDER WOMAN FINALLY SAID.........WELL, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT....I'M GETTING A FAX!!
THREE WOMEN, TWO YOUNGER, AND ONE SENIOR CITIZEN, WERE SITTING NAKED IN A SAUNA. SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND. THE YOUNG WOMAN PRESSED HER FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. THE OTHERS LOOKED AT HER QUESTIONINGLY. 'THAT WAS MY PAGER,' SHE SAID. I HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM.
A FEW MINUTES LATER, A PHONE RANG. THE SECOND YOUNG WOMAN LIFTED HER PALM TO HER EAR. WHEN SHE FINISHED, SHE EXPLAINED,'THAT WAS MY MOBILE PHONE. I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND.'
THE OLDER WOMAN FELT VERY LOW -TECH. NOT TO BE OUT DONE, SHE DECIDED SHE HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE SAUNA AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM. SHE RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER HANGING FROM HER REAR END.
THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND STARED AT HER.
THE OLDER WOMAN FINALLY SAID.........WELL, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT....I'M GETTING A FAX!!
Mommy to Mom to Mother...
MOTHERS
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...
The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...
The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
Pay it forward
I have two nieces who have posted this on their blog sites and I would love to do this! Since I don't have many followers I thought I would post it on mine and hope they will comment on mine that way I can do it with them. If I signed up on theirs then no one would sign up on mine and I would be out of luck. Soooo Denise and Kim how bout it? I would love to do it. If you want to lets! If you already have enough I will understand. And anyone else that wants please sign up too! Here goes!
Pay It Forward Exchange is based on the concept of the movie “Pay it Forward”. I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment on this post requesting to join the PIF exchange. All the gifts will be made and posted out ’sometime within the next year’. How exciting to not know when your surprise package will arrive!
What you need to do in return is pay it forward by making the same promise on your blog. This Exchange is only open to those with active websites or blogs. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PROMISE TO POST THIS SAME ‘PAY IT FORWARD’ MESSAGE ONTO YOUR BLOG, WHICH MUST BE ACTIVE IN ORDER TO PLAY. YOU WILL PAY IT FORWARD TO 3 PEOPLE WHO COMMENT ON YOUR BLOG.
Other comments are welcome, but only the first 3 will be my Pay It Forward recipients. Actually if you have any good ideas for me to make with these hands, feel free to chime in.
Pay It Forward Exchange is based on the concept of the movie “Pay it Forward”. I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment on this post requesting to join the PIF exchange. All the gifts will be made and posted out ’sometime within the next year’. How exciting to not know when your surprise package will arrive!
What you need to do in return is pay it forward by making the same promise on your blog. This Exchange is only open to those with active websites or blogs. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PROMISE TO POST THIS SAME ‘PAY IT FORWARD’ MESSAGE ONTO YOUR BLOG, WHICH MUST BE ACTIVE IN ORDER TO PLAY. YOU WILL PAY IT FORWARD TO 3 PEOPLE WHO COMMENT ON YOUR BLOG.
Other comments are welcome, but only the first 3 will be my Pay It Forward recipients. Actually if you have any good ideas for me to make with these hands, feel free to chime in.
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