I recently started following the Raising Jane Journal by MaryJane.  In a post titled It’s All Good, she points out her list of Silver Linings …

  • back-breaking work because it means I have working legs that still move, arms that lift, and a back still capable of lifting.
  • the taxes I pay because it means I have a job. (This little lesson came from my tax accountant when I was complaining about the new bracket I found myself in. “It could be worse,” he said. Thinking he was going to tell me about a higher bracket, he said, “You could owe nothing but then you wouldn’t be working. That’s a bracket far worse.” Right. To celebrate, I’m going to have Pay Day candy bars ready for us to eat when I write my [GULP] check to the IRS.)
  • tears of heartache that free up room in the well of my soul for joy—a lesson in contrast.
  • the feeling of a snug waistband that reminds me I have plenty to eat.
  •  the parking spot I can’t find in the food co-op parking lot because it means I don’t yet qualify for an ADA decal on the window of my car and I can WALK.
  • the chore of cleaning the chicken coop because it means I have chickens that feed me; shoveling manure because it means I own a cow (or two:).
  • the humongous heating bill I pay because it means my employees and I have the privilege of staying warm easily in the winter.
  • unexpected traffic delays because it means someone other than me is standing outside in the cold clearing a road for me to drive on.
  • the “exorbitant” property taxes I pay as a commercial business owner because it means I am a woman who owns property. Worldwide, women own something like only 5% of all properties. I’m adding a tiny increase to that growing percentage.
  • different (make that “polar opposite”) points of view among the “friends” I know online because it means I get to experience new perspectives, bringing me that much closer to my own.
  • messes left (coffee grounds everywhere but in the compost bucket, dish towels used to shine black boots apparently, tools not put away, ETCETERA!!!!) that remind me I have been visited by friends and family.
  • endless complaining—government this and government that—because it means we have the right to an opinion.
  • the privilege of being a good CUSTOMER for those who provide me with services rather than a mere CONSUMER.
  • frustration at the end of a day’s work because I didn’t get everything done, meaning I’ve been given a second chance.

WOW … I needed this list today!  I have been moping around, complaining about things that are miniscule and feeling sorry for my self because things aren’t going my way.  I too should be thankful for most of the items on MaryJane’s list.   

Thanks so much MaryJane for the reminder to count my blessings everyday!  I’m off to make my list.


I was originally made of paper and today I can change colors … what am I?


 A drinking straw. 


The drinking straw was patented in 1888 by Marvin Stone.  It can be made of paper or plastic.  It can be bendable/crazy/spoon bottom.  And today there are even drinking straws that change colors!  Enjoy this etsy treasury created to celebrate the drinking straw …

75 Paper Straws.. P…


1950’s100 Mothe…


Vintage Orange Soda…


Plastic Drinking St…


Disney Donald Duck …


Vintage 1960s Soda …


Vintage Mother Goos…


Box of Vintage Flex…


Purple Party Drink …


Vintage Elbow Plast…


Vintage Sweetheart …


Vintage Orange Soda…


Vintage Pair of Str…


Vintage Cellophane …


Vintage box of 1940…


Paper straws (50) Y…


Treasury tool by Red Row Studio.

Happy New Year!

Reflecting on 2011, I have many blessings that I am so thankful for … my family, my faith, my health, and my friends.  As I look forward to 2012, there is one area of my life that I would like to work on …

I need to heed Psalm 46:10, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth”.  I get so busy sometimes that I’m not listening to what’s going on around me.  There are times that I just need to slow down and share God’s love with those around me …

Merry Christmas!

May the joy of knowing Christ be yours this holiday season and may you be filled with the true spirit of Christmas – its peace, its joy, and its love.

 “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men” (Luke 2:14)

It’s A Wonderful Life

I never get tired of watching Frank Capra’s, “It’s A Wonderful Life”  (Dec 20 1946, Liberty Films).  It is the story of George Bailey (played by Jimmy Stewart), who tries to commit suicide on Christmas Eve but is saved by a guaridan angel, Clarence (Henry Travers), on assignment to show George why his life matters.  Throughout the movie George is shown what would have happened if he hadn’t existed.  George learns that, if he hadn’t existed, his brother Harry would have died in an accident as a child, his wife Mary would be a lonely spinster and many other people living in Bedford Falls who were touched by George through his savings and loan business would have suffered.  George discovered the miracles of unconditional love and a God-given purpose for his life.

George was a man of character, a generous selfless man, giving to those in need.  His discovered that life was not all about money, things, or achievements but instead about relationships, friends, and loved ones.

Like George, our lives touch many people … spouse, children, parents, siblings, co-workers, children’s friends, strangers we interact with daily, and the list goes on.  Now think of ‘Pay It Forward’, if you touch these lives and they in turn touch lives it will grow exponentially.

As we celebrate the anniversary of the debut of “It’s A Wonderful Life”, make it a family tradition to watch this great movie and reflect on your life, your purpose, and your legacy.

It’s hard to believe that “It’s A Wonderful Life” was actually a box-office flop at the time of its release.  It wasn’t until the 1970s that this movie became a Christmas movie classic.  It’s copyright wasn’t renewed so it became public domain and TV stations began airing it.   A God thing – maybe?

Joy of Cooking was self-published in 1931 by Irma Rombauer, a homemaker and native from St. Louis, who was struggling to make ends meet after the death of her husband.  There were 3,000 copies published for $3,000 with A. C. Clayton, a company that had printed labels for companies but never a book.  The book was illustrated by Marion Rombauer Becker, Irma’s daughter, who also tested the recipes.  She depicted St. Martha of Bethany, the patron saint of cooking, slaying a dragon on the cover. 

Published during the Great Depression, Joy of Cooking offered tips on making the most of leftovers as well as instructions on canning and pickling.  Irma’s joyful tone and practical advice appealed to the depression-era women who could no longer afford to keep their professional cooks. 

Joy of Cooking is one of the United States’ most published cookbooks.  In 1996 it was selected by the New York Public Library as one of the 150 most important Books of the Century.  For more history, check out the online home of Joy of Cooking.

Looking to bring some joy into your kitchen?  Here are just a few of the Joy of Cooking books on etsy …

Joy of Cooking 1946 from kris67 on etsy

A Cookbook for Girls and Boys from Hillside House on etsy

Joy of Cooking 1953 from AuntGrace on etsy

Happy Thanksgiving

Psalm 28:7 –The LORD is my strength and my shield; My heart trusts in Him, and he helps me.  My heart leaps for joy, And with my song I praise Him.

Enjoy ‘Holy Is The Lord’ by Chris Tomlin …

Count Your Blessings (Unknown Author)

I’ve never made a fortune,
and it’s probably too late now.
But I don’t worry about that much,
I’m happy anyhow.

And as I go along life’s way,
I’m reaping better than I sowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven’t got a lot of riches,
and sometimes the going’s tough.
But I’ve got loving ones all around me,
and that makes me rich enough.

I thank God for his blessings,
and the mercies He’s bestowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

I remember times when things went wrong,
My faith wore somewhat thin.
But all at once the dark clouds broke,
and the sun peeped through again.

So Lord, help me not to gripe,
about the tough rows I have hoed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

If God gives me strength and courage,
When the way grows steep and rough.
I’ll not ask for other blessings,
I’m already blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy,
to help others bear their loads.
Then I’ll keep drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

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