Saturday, January 24, 2015

Saturday Snapshot...

I'm enjoying my books, once again.  The ones I've constructed myself.  I made this little book and it is little 2 inches by 2 inches by 4 inches deep. 
It has a woven spine, with beads and ribbons... with gross grain ribbon closure, it needs this it's a fat little book.
it has twelve, very generous, signatures...

I dedicated this little book to gifts purchased for my grand nieces and nephews.  It seems that I'll be adding a new chapter.  My niece, on my husband's side, is having her first baby.  It's good to write things down, one's memory is not what it use to be... then again it should be bigger, as one's fingers are stiffer than usual to fill in those signatures.

Happy Snapshot Saturday.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Mailbox Monday and I love my Tech Support but...

A couple of Mother's Days ago,  I received a Kobo e reader.  I'm not all that comfortable with it, so it's not what I grab when I'm going out the door.  Hence I've read very few books.  BUT, 2015 the deal is that I MUST use it a little more often.  So, when my latest read The Light We Cannot SEE, came up and I LIFTED it, I realized this was the perfect push I needed to get my e reader going.  So my memory of usage was somewhat foggy, I called my TECH support.  Love that Boy.!  My boy cleaned up my laptop and ... that's it.  So today I'm going to try to clear up the foggy usage and get on the e reader by weeks end, doesn't that sound like a great intention... Wish me luck, I'm about ready to toss it out the window.  The boys keep saying "you can do it Mom, you've done it before".


So nothing in my mailbox this week, not yet anyway.


Saturday, January 17, 2015

Friday, January 16, 2015

Friday 56... The Light We Cannot See

Friday 56 is hosted by Freda's Voice.

"She watches New York city recede;   the forts of New Jersey salute her departure with cannons;  channel markers bob in the swells.  A lightship with twin beacons glides past as America recedes; ahead wait the great glittering prairies of the Atlantic."

This is a few lines from the book The Light We Cannot See,  I've finally gotten it from the library, it was a long wait, and these lines do not seem that exciting, but... I'm anxious to see what the wait was all about.

 Each week, Feeling Beachie lists four statements with a blank for you to fill in on your own blogs.  
The statements:

    1. Do I have ___
    2. If only ___ then ___
    3. Every girl needs a___ and every boy needs ___
    4. I would love to learn about ___ but do not want to have to ___

Here are mine:

1. Do I have to wake up.

2.  If only I was younger, then I'd learn to drive again, so I wouldn't have to take a bus everywhere.

3.  Every girls needs to learn to use basic tools, and every boy needs to learn to cook a great meal.

4.  I would love to learn about art restoration but do not want to have to go back to college.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Teaser Tuesday...Just Grace

WELL! my first book of 2015 is a little story about Just Grace,Charise Mericle Harper.  Over the holidays I noticed my little grand nieces reading books that I feel are a little mature for them, and me always fearing they'll stop reading because they just won't get it! decided to investigate books for young girls.  The Just Grace books were reviewed on one of the blogs I follow, I think, Bermudaonion
if not sorry I don't remember, and my note taking is somewhat careless.  So my Teaser Tuesday is as follows, I certainly can relate to this...

I did not get to be a singing and dancing corncob in the Thanksgiving play because I was the only girl tall enough to fit into the tree costume who didn't cry real boo -hoo baby tears when she was asked, "Could you please not be a corncob, because what we really, really need is a tree and we already have way more than enough corncobs."

Teaser Tuesday is hosted by Should be Reading.

I always hoped to pick books that young readers/my kids would associate with, and while I love me a good scary read, learning a lesson is always a good thing, even at my advanced years.   I'm sure people on the bus wondered why I was reading Just Grace. 

Happy Reading

Sunday, January 11, 2015

More than just a memory....

 

Today would have been my mother's 95 birthday.  I miss her everyday.

" My mothers garden"

My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it's start.

She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem...

And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough--
But not too much because she knew
I'd need to stand up strong and tough.

Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong--
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.

I am my Mother's garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me

Author unknown

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Snapshot Saturday...

I could sure use some fluffy socks just about now.  It's so cold...