Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Blessed Thanksgiving


Wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving from our house to yours!


Thanksgiving is a special day set aside nation wide when we should reflect and give THANKS for what has been given to us and for what has been good for our families this past year.

Maybe your year hasn't been so great......

I too have friends and acquaintances that have or are suffering greatly this year.

One such thing so heavy on our hearts right now is a family friend of ours who is only 49 years old and in the hospital with TWO inoperable cancerous brain tumors. She has two grown children and is divorced.
There has been a very small support base for her as she endures this trial.

It has been a very sad thing to witness as she looses her strength and becomes totally helpless and debilitated.

Her name is Denise.....please pray for her.

There are many hard situations affecting many people right now.
But I encourage you that we must all look for that "silver lining" in the dark clouds.

As for our family:
We will continue to thank GOD for His mercy and His grace to press on to another day...because regardless of circumstances..... We love and trust Him and we are THANKFUL for all He does and all He has done and ALL He is about to do in the days ahead.

Have a BLESSED Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 24, 2008

"If it weren't for the British"........


I just saw this travel ad this morning for Virgin Airline.....and it cracked me up and caused me to think too.

Ever witty person that I am.

It said something like this.........

~~~"If it weren't for the British.....you wouldn't have Thanksgiving,.....go over in person and thank them."~~~


Right.
I mean is that ad CRAZY or what?? Could you just imagine doing that to some random British person on the streets of London?

Maybe we could get an appointment with Englands new Prime Minister "Gordan Brown" then and shake his hand while proceeding to say something like this:
"Thank you so much for persucuting the Pilgrims so that they would leave England and go to America and colonize it thus making it not only the great country that it is, but also my home."

I know he would reply back to me though........
"Lady are you nuts? I am from Scotland....what do you think happend there? Haven't you see Braveheart yet?"


So......no, I don't think I will follow the ad's advice and show up in England and "Thank the Brits personally for our Thanksgiving holiday."

But when and if I go again, I mean I am planning in my head on going back.
I could thank the great British people then for several things other than the Pilgrim issue which was very cheesy and a bit CHEEKY ideal.

That was some BAD adverstising I would say on behalf of Virgin.

I flew Virgin once from Brussels to Belfast.

The flight went well....they served us an odd bagel with cream cheese and lox.
Like we were from New York City or something.
Not very British food at all I was thinking. And NO Hot Tea was anywhere to be found on the flight. Weird.
Oh and the seat I was sitting in was broken.
So I moved in flight to another seat. Other than those three issues.....it was okay, I mean we arrived in Belfast alright and all.
But that is my Virgin Atlantic experience.
I would consider flying them again though.....if the price was right. And the seat was fixed.


I have to say though...."Sir Richard Branson......what in the world were you thinking of by suggesting we American's do this rude act?"


However
if I do go over to thank the Brits for something......it would be for such things as these like:

Princess Diana who we all loved.and for her very cute and sometimes naughty, sons.

For beautiful and quaint English villages......like these that Rick Steves visits on PBS. I love that guy. His "England in Christmas" show makes me cry.
Silly me.


I'd thank them for Maggie Thatcher, Winston Churchill, Tony Blair, C.S. Lewis, Jane Austin, William Wordsworth, Charles Dickens....oh let's not forget Beatrix Potter and A.A. Milne, The London Symphony Orchastra, Paul McCartney....ummm......and a host of other famous and fabulous British people that I appreciate but can't seem to think of right now.

I would like to say "thank you for building some of the world's best buildings that are very old and wonderful"..........




I would thank the British for their very cool accents.....but sorry I have to rank the Scots and Irish number #1 and #2 in my book in that order....Brits are #3.

Oh my gosh! Let's not forget to say THANK YOU England for "Fish and Chips!"
Love me some Fish and Chips....especially with Malt Vinegar on them. YUM!!!

And lastly I would absoulty say "Thank you so much for TEA TIME!!!"



I might try British Airways when I go back to England one day....I flew them from Belfast to London. Good flight, no problems.... short flight.

They have very nice advertising....regal, stiff upper lip and all....AND they used to serve "PRAWNS" in First Class. I don't usually fly First Class but just incase.....one could have prawns. Great word for our normal sounding....."Shrimp."

I check their travel ads and they are quite "non cheeky" and they don't suggest that we "Americans thank the British for our Thanksgiving."....hummm.

So this was my "short list" of things to "Thank the British for."
I could go on and on about the Brits you know.
I JUST love them.
I wonder why?

To all my British friends....."Cheers."

Friday, November 21, 2008

Scheduling Nightmare


My life seems to be a huge "scheduling nightmare" right now.......and we aren't even into DECEMBER yet. Ugh.

What in the world.....???

I was pretty proud of myself. I was keeping things pretty organized.

Appointments for Miss Priss, myself and the rest of the crew here......things like dentist appointments, Dr. appointments, work, hair appointments, a court date, babies being born, work, friends with needs, work, sick people....ummm....Thanksgiving is next week isn't it?

Presents to wrap, packages to mail......
I was on top of it then...... it's like things SPUN out of place and BLEW UP.

I'm burning out already. Blah!

Or should I say......."bah humbug?"

Nah....let's not go there yet. I have to stay calm....and healthy and happy.

Company is coming in on Monday of next week.


But really I'd rather be doing this right about now.


Or this.....

How about you?

Monday, November 17, 2008

Miss Priss

My baby girl has grown up.
Where do I go to protest?

Sigh.

"Miss Priss and Italian Boy"Heading to Homecoming.

Miss Priss and Italian Boy on her birthday.Going out to eat for a birthday dinner.

A couple of exciting things have happened in regard to "Miss Priss" in the last two weeks.

First of all
......she just hit a "Landmark Birthday."
Which her Daddy and I celebrated early with her by taking her to New York for her special birthday and our anniversary.

"Miss Priss" on Statue Island...New York Harbor and Manhattan in the background.....

"Miss Priss on Statue Island...." Who is that big lady in the background?
Next, this past weekend was her High School's "Homecoming".....so she was able to wear her new dress we purchased for her at "Macy's" Department store in New York just for that occasion.
"Miss Priss in Times Square"


I will finish telling you the story that I started to tell you all awhile back about the dress in this post too.

As many of you remember....this Spring......Miss Priss and Italian Boy were on their way to their Prom and were hit on the Interstate by a drunk driver.
Long story.....that gets longer.....in fact....we go BACK to court this Wednesday on behalf of the City for the SECOND time regarding the driver of the car that hit them.

"Miss Priss and Italian Boy"

So we've had a rough Spring AND SUMMER with both of these kids (and myself) going to physical therapy and chiropractors and still having pain that possibly might not ever go away. That they didn't have before the accident.

Even now Miss Priss still hurts in the parts of the body she had problems with due to that accident.
Not fun. Not fair.
But at least they are alive.

I too was hit from behind by a driver (not drunk) just 8 days after the kids accident. It's just nearly been too much to deal with....
We won't go there right now.

So we have been praying this weekend would be a FUN "memory" for Miss Priss and Italian Boy.
And I think it was.....
There were NO incidents or accidents.
Thank GOD!!!

"Miss Priss opening Birthday Prezies"

While we were in New York......Miss Priss and I had the opportunity to be by ourselves and shop. We went to Macy's and decided to look for a "Homecoming" dress for Miss Priss.
We finally found one she liked after trying on a million dresses.

The dress was tagged $79.99...which I thought was fair....considering what we were getting and have paid in the past for these sort of dresses.

However when we checked out....we had several things to buy and the total was much lower than we expected. We knew we had a few discounts coming....but it shouldn't have been that cheap.
"Miss Priss and her special dress"


We checked the receipt later and saw that for where the dress was it said......."Regular price.....$79.99....todays price....$*****"....apparently it was on sale and we didn't know it...and then there was a discounted price because of discounts we had....and the GRAND total amount for the dress was then finally......."15.35!!!"
Trust me.....I just pulled out my paid off Macy's bill so I could get the figures correct because we couldn't even believe the dress came out to be soooo discounted.
Is that crazy??? We were soooo blessed!

"Miss Priss after we saw Mary Poppins"
Check out that Macy's bag with her dress in it. HA!
Whooops.....I don't know how to spin this so turn your heads!

"Check out the BARGAIN dress"


Homecoming went off without a hitch.
We are thankful.

Now if we can just get through the rest of life as easily. :~)

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Thanksgiving and Winter. Both on their way.....

I love this print.

"In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day."



First verse from the poem "In Summer" published in
"A Child's Garden of Verses" by "Robert Louis Stevenson."

With illustrations by Jessie Willcox Smith

Can't you just tell winter is bearing down on us?
For my friends up North.......that statement is a no brainer. Especially those that have sent me photos or posted them on their blogsites of SNOW.....brrrr.

However where I live....it still is a bit warm and we still have our air conditioners running on certain days.

But even here in South Louisiana.....it gets dark early.
Winter is approaching.

Miss Priss is in such a hurry to decorate for Christmas.
I on the other hand....cannot do massive "Christmas decorating" it when it's hot.
I'm not "against" the early decorating.....I just can't get into it.

So I make her wait until the day AFTER Thanksgiving.
Am I a mean Mother????

Yes, it's dark earlier outside clearly signaling the oblivious fact that Christmas is coming........but sorry Miss Priss...we are waiting just a tad bit longer.

I feel strongly that my family "celebrate" Thanksgiving....because I don't want them to rush that special day away.....I want them to be "Thankful."



I want all of us to "embrace the Pilgrims" and their struggles as they came to this land.

I want them to think about "Indians and how they taught the Pilgrims to plant corn. And to pray a blessing at our dinner table and say alout "three things they are Thankful for".....one being 'their Mom and Dad and Brothers and Sister' of course."

All before eating Cranberry sauce (the chunky kind) and feasting on that funky "Green Bean Casserole" we must have every year at Thanksgiving because it is now just as traditional American of a dish as what the Pilgrims and Indians ate at the first Feast.

Before the fist slice of Pumpkin pie, and possibly two other types of pies, with fake "Cool Whip" on the Pecan pie thank you very much.

Before watching some very good and some very bad "College Football" games.

And finally before we are all off for some major "napping."


All very "Americany things to accommodate into our day" as we do "Thanksgiving."



I must confess....I AM sitting here looking at a "new" Christmas Tree in our office just "waiting" for 12:01am November 28th.....

It's now very late...wee hours of the morning. I'm off to bed.
Not by "candle lite" though.....we are thoroughly modern people now days.

I use a small high powered "flashlight."
I don't want to wake the husband you know.

Poor thing....he gets up in the dark.
While I am still fast asleep. :~)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Veteran's "Remembrance" Day


I wrote this post last year....I deem it worthy for a "re-print."
Hopefully you will too!





When I was a little girl......I remember people used to wear red/orangish "paper Poppies" sometimes. You could buy them usually from these men that would approach you when you were coming out of stores you might have been shopping in.

Sometimes they had jackets on but they always wore odd "hats" like "Coney Island Hot Dog Vendors" but they weren't white like the Hot Dog guys, and had pins and metals attached to them usually.

People would give these men or sometimes women, their "small change"...like a dime or a quarter and they would give you a paper "Poppy" type flower and you could put it on and wear it or shove it in your purse or give to a little kid like me.
Men would have them in their buttonholes of their suits and shirts.

I had no clue what that was all about at the time, even though someone that was an adult might have explained it to me. I didn't realize the magnitude of what it represented.

I remember seeing the paper Poppies in my Grandpa and Grandma Hirner's house too. Like just laying around where odd things seem to clutter.

I haven't seen those people selling those poppies in years actually but I have thought about it alot.

When I went to Ireland and England.... I saw the Poppies again and I saw them everywhere. Entire WREATHS of them. Schools had memorials in their gyms with them too. I had never seen that before. But I fast learned that these Poppies were usually associate with "War Tribute" sites........and if you've ever been to Europe you will notice that ......they have them EVERYWHERE. They leave them up.

I don't think America gets into the "Poppies" anymore like Europe does and I don't know why.

Today is Veteran's Day all over the world, 11, November.
People used to call it Armistice Day.
America celebrates it today November 12th as a "Bank Holiday or National Holiday."


The Poppies have an interesting story. I will try to put some of it on here so you too can learn about them.

They are HIGHLY SIGNIFICANT.

I found this information and I will share it with you. I didn't write it and it is a combination of several various resources.

Where do the poppies come in?

Noticed as early as the Napoleonic Wars, red poppies grew on the graves of dead soldiers in the fields of northern Europe. Evidently, poppy seeds will lie underground for years and bloom if they are plowed up. In the spring of 1915, red poppies flourished in the fields of the Ypres salient covering the newly dug graves.

I came across a famous poem called "In Flanders Fields" I believe that this poem helped to inspire the "Poppy movement" that took place as a result of World War I.

America didn't play as large a part in the "Great War" as did England, France or many of the other nations around the world but we DID help fight this war.

Here are some rough figures I have found...there are alot of variances in numbers of amounts the dead so these are some of the most accurate figures I could find.

How many people were killed in WWI?

Germany Military 3,250,000 Civilian 5,600,000

Italy Military 226,900 Civilian 60,000

Japan Military 1,740,000 Civilian 393,400


France Military 122,000 Civilian 470,000

Britain Military 305,800 Civilian 60,600

United States Military 405,400 Civilian -

Russia Military 11,000,000 Civilian 6,700,000

China Military 1,400,000 Civilian 8,000,000


As you can see.....WWI encompassed the entire WORLD...and then soon after....WW2 began and America played a HUGE part in that war as most of us know.

Now let me give you a strong visual of how the Poppies began.
Here is the poem I referred to earlier.....

In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep,
though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.


Where are Flanders Fields?

Some of the bloodiest battles of World War I took place in the areas of northern France and southwest Belgium known as Flanders and Picardy.

The British front line was determined to keep the Germans from traversing Flanders and the Ypres river valley to reach the port of Calais. Troops from both sides were holed up in the Ypres salient, an outward projection of the battle line. Defending British troops were vulnerable on three sides; therefore this was a bloody and dangerous place for a soldier to be.


The destruction from the battles in this area reached beyond the battlefield to the towns and roads of the area, and led to the demolition of buildings, roads, and all plant life, leaving only mud.

During 1914-1918 the Allied Forces of Belgium, France, Britain and America (from April 1918) made a stand against the advance of the Imperial German Army into Belgium and France.

The German Army called it their western battle front, 'die Westfront'.

The French Army named it 'le Front Occidental'.

To the British Army it became known as 'The Western Front'.

The battlefields of the Western Front are located along a line which runs for approximately 450 miles from the Belgian coast, through northern France and the provinces of Lorraine and Alsace to the Swiss border.

This is both sad and intriguing to me because my Great Grandmother came from the province of Lorraine. Her family immigrated to America sometime during that great mess that was happening in Europe.
During that time as well.....her future "husbands" family was sending some of their children from Germany to America for the same reasons.
My Great Grandparents met years later in Missouri and married.

Back to the Poem now.....

Where does the poem come in?
The scenes of the spring battles in the Ypres salient moved John McCrae, a Canadian doctor, to write "In Flanders Fields." He wrote the poem as he sat in the dressing area (where wounds were dressed) looking out at a field of graves. The poem was later published in Punch Magazine.

McCrae died of pneumonia in 1918, a common killer of Great War soldiers.

Inspired by McCrae's poem, American Moina Michael wore poppies to honor the war dead.

She also began to sell poppies to raise money for disabled veterans.

After meeting Moina Michael in 1920, Frenchwoman Madame E. Guerin started selling handmade poppies to raise money for poor children who were living in the aftermath of the Great War.


Soon thereafter Field-Marshall Earl Haig, the former British Commander-in-Chief, encouraged the selling of paper poppies to raise funds for veterans. This tradition spread to Canada and then to the United States.

I can understand now "why" my Grandparents had those "poppy's" laying around their house and would buy them from those Vet's standing in front of stores now.
I couldn't understand that at 5 years old.

I still DO wonder why we don't see those Poppies as much here in America.

My husband has always told me that "W.W. I" was the most horrible war for "trench warfare."

I can't imagine how it must have been but I've seen some photos.
I PRAY that we never forget what our men and women have given to secure our freedom in America.

My children have no ideal I'm afraid as do most kids their ages.

We MUST continue to tell the stories of "History" so that we as a NATION do not forget these horrible things that happened in the world.

Here is a very interesting "Blog site" I found today off of the BBC News regarding the experiences of a "W.W. I Experiences of and English Soldier" entirely based upon his letters he had written home to his loved ones.

I read most of it today and it was a pretty fantastic account of what he went through and lived.

We must keep learning about past mistakes and remember those that paid the price for us to live free. We MUST Never forget.




I thank them one and all for such a priceless gift.