Friday, October 2, 2015

Autumn Decoration Ideas

Fall is such a beautiful time of year here in Tennessee, green leaves turn to gorgeous shades or red, gold and orange. Pumpkins and scarecrows come out to perch atop hay bales with beautiful mums. Hay rides and bonfires. What's not to love?

-Front Porch-


Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Remembering World War II

Step back in time with me, to the area of swing dancing, big band. red lipstick and a world at war. World War Two has always been one of my favorite time periods. I love the fashion, the hairstyles, the music the movies and the amazing character of that generation. Honestly who can go wrong with Bing Crosby, The Andrew Sisters, Benny Goodman, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday, Louis Armstrong and also Nat King Cole, Roy Rogers and all the rest?  My grandpa served in the Navy aboard the U.S.S Columbus and later the U.S.S. Relief . I will always remember my grandma telling me how they pulled everyone out of class and gathered them in the gym to announce that America had declared war.

Last Saturday we drove to Linden Tennessee to go to Remembering World War II. As a second generation navy brat I had to wear my sailor dress (What can I say, the love of the sea runs in the family). We had such a great time!

If you felt like doing some shopping several of the business were open along with vendors selling 1940's dresses, hats, hand  knit socks & washcloths, baby clothing, posters and lots of other things.
The stories from the vets were so amazing to listen to- especially since I never got to meet my grandpa or hear his stories. The music was wonderful. They don't make it like that anymore. Next year they should set up a tent and teach swing dancing.
 The costumes were beautiful, quite a few two foot sailors were running around looking as adorable as could be. Seriously, I was born in the wrong era! Red lipstick, heels, adorable dresses, victory rolls- count me in!
The parade was worth the two hour trip to see the veterans of World War II  beam as they drove them through the streets in old cars, motorcycles, military trucks and fire trucks. It was so sweet. I wish more towns would do this. As a military family I know first hand how it feels when people honor your love one that served their nation.

They were giving rides on the military trucks, fire trucks and motorcycles all day.   I really wanted to ride one, but sadly didn't get a chance- good thing there is always next year right? It looked like fun though! 
The reenactment was thrilling (ear plugs are recommended on their site for a reason) - if you home school and are working through this time period this is definitely worth going to! After all how many time do you get to watch World War II trucks roll up Main Street? Ok yes- I have to admit that I really did want to fire one of the big guns attached to the trucks. Unfortunately it wasn't allowed so I made do with firing my Cannon, don't worry its a camera not a real cannon. But that would be fun! Right about now you are  probably understanding why my dad names his gray hairs after my twin and I :) . Ah who am I kidding he would be right up there with me. Its so neat to watch the massive Nazi flag cut down, and Old Glory raised instead.


Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Priceless As Rubies

Hello beautiful, yes you. The one reading this. You are beautiful. I know you don't believe me, you think of the sweat pants and t-shirt that you threw on when you realized you over slept this morning and your hair that you hastily through into a scrunchy bun so you could make breakfast for the kids and get them ready for school. You think of the dark circles under your eyes where you were up all night with a sick little one. You glance at your un polished nails- the ones that you don't bother painting anymore because by the end of the day its chipped from washing dishes, cooking, cleaning, playing with kiddos and whatever else life has thrown at you. Beautiful? Hardly.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalms 139:14

But you see your beauty, your worth isn't found in those things. Not in the size of your jeans, or the condition of your hair, not in the makeup that did or didn't make it on to your face. Not in your education, not in the number of zeros in your bank account, not your relationship status on social media. Nor in your career choice or your 'super mom' abilities.

You are beautiful because He made you. He created you in His own image. You are worth more than rubies, you are His daughter. He died to save you, and that makes you PRICELESS. He doesn't see the sticky floors, or the messy hair. He doesn't care if its 4 PM and the kids are still in the PJ's, because He loves you. You're his beautiful master piece.

Some of the most beautiful and touching paintings and photographs are the ones where the subject isn't 'perfect'- they aren't super mom. Their makeup isn't perfect. Their tired, they don't feel beautiful- but they are beautiful!

For we are God’s handiwork... Ephesians 2:10