On Sunday, I met two members of this wonderful yahoo group. We met at Manuel's Tavern in Atlanta, which I had never been to. It was neat, but what was neater was how much knowledge you can get from listening to other crafters. I got advise on my products, packaging and how to get my name out there. I gave the other women, Rebecca and Diane, some of my products to try, and they loved them! Made me feel so good. I've been experimenting with my products for a long time, and feel I have found the best quality and most wonderful body products. Here's a link to their Etsy pages-another wonderful thing I have found:
http://www.dkovach.etsy.com-Diane's page
http://www.smellyrhino.etsy.com-Rebecca's page
I am just amazed at the talent out there. (I'm kind of jealous actually:)
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, December 22, 2008
Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Poem written by Lorene McPherson
The days are long, the nights are even longer.
I'm fettered and shackled by the burden og
illness, discontent and loneliness.
I try to free myself to face a new tomorrow
But instead the straps are drawn tight
And the burden is made heavy
I'm weary, I'm tired, I hope for a place
To rest and then new trials surround me.
I search for a song and find only discord.
I long for sunshine and laughter.
I find grey clouds of doubt and a mocking
Bitter wind to chill the aching body as ne'er before.
I life my head in an effort to call for help but feel God is too far away.
The walls of my abode seem to imprison me and I wonder will there be a tomorrow!
Yes, tomorrow will come and it will bring Victory!
For I know too well my Redeemer liveth.
For yes, I've been surrounded by doubt before
But have always found God was always near.
He never leaves me alone.
He only lets me find the true patch through the maze.
The Clouds of doubt begin to life and a blue sky of promise
Shines through. Faith is truly renewed and another battle
Is won over the oppressor, which gives me the courage to go on.
I'm fettered and shackled by the burden og
illness, discontent and loneliness.
I try to free myself to face a new tomorrow
But instead the straps are drawn tight
And the burden is made heavy
I'm weary, I'm tired, I hope for a place
To rest and then new trials surround me.
I search for a song and find only discord.
I long for sunshine and laughter.
I find grey clouds of doubt and a mocking
Bitter wind to chill the aching body as ne'er before.
I life my head in an effort to call for help but feel God is too far away.
The walls of my abode seem to imprison me and I wonder will there be a tomorrow!
Yes, tomorrow will come and it will bring Victory!
For I know too well my Redeemer liveth.
For yes, I've been surrounded by doubt before
But have always found God was always near.
He never leaves me alone.
He only lets me find the true patch through the maze.
The Clouds of doubt begin to life and a blue sky of promise
Shines through. Faith is truly renewed and another battle
Is won over the oppressor, which gives me the courage to go on.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Poem written by my talented brother
New Beginnings
history has been changed today
its a day of new beginnings
a black president has been elected
regardless of my opinion
the election was made to be about race
not voting on the facts
for many voted on the color of skin
trying to make an impact
or should i have said trying to make history
the ignorance is incredible
who cares if he was raised by radical Muslims
all this seemed to be invisible
or what about the lack of patriotism
for the country he would lead
its as if he doesn't even care
its manifested in every deed
Jeremy
p.s. hope the minorities are happy, they finally got their black president whether its best for the country or not.
history has been changed today
its a day of new beginnings
a black president has been elected
regardless of my opinion
the election was made to be about race
not voting on the facts
for many voted on the color of skin
trying to make an impact
or should i have said trying to make history
the ignorance is incredible
who cares if he was raised by radical Muslims
all this seemed to be invisible
or what about the lack of patriotism
for the country he would lead
its as if he doesn't even care
its manifested in every deed
Jeremy
p.s. hope the minorities are happy, they finally got their black president whether its best for the country or not.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
New tea to try
Everyone knows how much I love tea and I just stumbled onto this site today, so check it out:
http://www.vitabase.com
Here is their specific page for teas:
http://www.vitabase.com/supplements/gourmet-tea/tea.aspx
http://www.vitabase.com
Here is their specific page for teas:
http://www.vitabase.com/supplements/gourmet-tea/tea.aspx
Friday, August 29, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Many topics
Justin's now wife is pregnant, as I'm sure was expected by the hasty wedding. They are having a boy and kicking around the name Aiden-a favorite of mine.
I have been practicing singing for a few weeks now and can sing:
Tonight I Wanna Cry-Keith Urban
Hold on to Jesus-Michelle Tumes
Harlan-Kathy Mattea and Brad Paisley both recorded it
I Wonder-Kellie Pickler
Me and God-Josh Turner
Lead me Hone-Greg West
Why They Call it Fallin'-Lee Ann Womack
Send Down an Angel-Alison Moorer
I Miss My Friend-Darryl Worley
Stay Gone-Jimmy Wayne
I love you this much-Jimmy Wayne
When Love Finds You-Vince Gill
My Heart Will Never Know-Clay Walker
By His Wounds-Various Artists
I have been practicing singing for a few weeks now and can sing:
Tonight I Wanna Cry-Keith Urban
Hold on to Jesus-Michelle Tumes
Harlan-Kathy Mattea and Brad Paisley both recorded it
I Wonder-Kellie Pickler
Me and God-Josh Turner
Lead me Hone-Greg West
Why They Call it Fallin'-Lee Ann Womack
Send Down an Angel-Alison Moorer
I Miss My Friend-Darryl Worley
Stay Gone-Jimmy Wayne
I love you this much-Jimmy Wayne
When Love Finds You-Vince Gill
My Heart Will Never Know-Clay Walker
By His Wounds-Various Artists
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