God's Word for Today

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Rearing teenagers is not for sissies or cowards…

How to begin…

As a Christian, as a mom there are times when I feel overwhelmed.

Case in point, last night on the way to church the girlchild was behind the wheel. The customary mode of operation is that as soon as her butt hits the seat there is an automatic change in the radio station. The concept of driving without music is just not an option. So there I sit in the passenger seat and it begins to wash over me. I am listening to the words that are pouring forth  from the radio and I am in shock.

I continue to listen, wondering when the pod person is going to bust forth from my child's chest, because surely my sweet precious child would never listen to such as this. I cast a glance over to the drives side and watch as we travel along.

Song number two comes on and again I am listing to the lyrics and becoming more and more alarmed. When my brain and my heart could take no more, fortunately we had come to a stop sigh. I had a moment to ask without distracting her, I asked “Do you ever listen to the words of your music?” as I reached up and enforced my parental authority and switched it over to my Christian radio station.

Her answer….it was a curt “NO!”

At this point I am contemplating the Lords wisdom, exactly what was He thinking when He knit this child together in my womb…cause I’m not getting it! Now this is not my first rodeo. My son is now 24, so I have been down this teenage road before. I have the scars to prove it.

Here is the thing, both my children have been reared with Christian values since the day they were born. It is talked about, discussed daily. It is lived everyday, practiced as best we can everyday. The plumb line of behavior that is expected is set according to the biblical standard laid out in God’s word.

So as a mom I expressed my distress as to the the inappropriate content I had just experienced.

“It’s just a song Mom!”

My eyes have now fallen out of my head and my brain is millimeters for exploding…..”Just a song” she says…

Y’all there are times when I just want to run and hide. The world expresses itself so very loudly. Our young people see nothing wrong with the dumbing down of morality. I begin to wonder, even in a home where Christian morals are discussed, certain behavior is set as an expectation, the worlds still inserts it’s low bar of expectations into our daily lives.

I take a deep breath, and begin “It may be just a song, but the lyrics are endorsing things that God finds objectionable. God does not want us listing to or participating in things that go against His Word.”

I get the look…..at this point y’all I was done. I just wanted to smack her “upsidethehead”  and then reach in and retrieve her brain and give it a good firm shake.

Parenting is so hard y’all, being a Christina in an evil word is even more difficult. Daily I find areas of grey. Confession, as a mature Christian I struggle to weed through the crap the world places before me, what will I watch, what will I read, what will I participate in. I have to make choices, I may want to watch this or that, but I have to consider what God want first. I fail sometimes….I fail a lot actually. But I know where the lines are drawn. In my head and in my heart I know almost instantly when I cross it. Most of the time I listen, I delete a move from the DVR, or I switch the channel or delete a download from my Kindle. I am a work in progress like we all are. Our teenagers, even more so. They are so influenced and bendable by the things and people they come in contact with.

For our young people it is much more perilous. The have the disadvantage of walking around with the axis of the world shifting with their every step. With their limited world view, the emphasis placed on everything being acceptable it is a perilous thin line they walk every day. All they see is that all of us uninformed adults are trying to tell them what to do. We don’t know anything and they know everything. The axis of the earth really does shift with their every step because it is anchored firmly wherever they may be standing.

Rearing teenagers is not for sissies or cowards…

Did she here what I said, probably not. Her response to my comment about God not approving of the content of the song…..”Well, everyone is entitled to their opinion Mom!”

I’m thinking “upsidethehead” again but since we had just entered the family center at church I thought better of it.

Here’s a thought! Wouldn’t it be great if teenagers where like computers. When they get full of viruses and garbage you could just wipe the hard drive clean and replace all the junk with clean new programming…..THAT’S WHAT I WANT!

But we don’t live in a perfect world and I can’t wipe my child's brain clean.

I can continue to place the right ideas before her. I pray for both of my children every day. It truly is my best line of defense again the relentless and enticing evil that pervades the world today.

Against my better judgment I did a Google search for the two songs that were on the radio last night. If you want your brain to explode as well you can follow the links below.





Same Love

Girl I wanna lay you down

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

What’s next: What I’m learning from clay, part two


I was listening to the radio this morning.

I love listening to Victory 91.5. This is a station based here in the state where I live but you can also listen on the internet if you want to check it out. They are truly a radio ministry. They read scripture and pray on the air several times a day. If you haven’t tuned in you should!

In my prayer time this morning I was seeking some direction, some discernment in what I need to do. Do I need to seek some part time employment, no I need to commit to facilitate a bible study, do I need to sign up for a bible study, do I, do I, do I……I was asking for direction. A LOT of direction. The great thing about God is that no matter how much or what you place before him his well of attentiveness is bottomless. He never fails to draw near to listen.

As I was driving this morning I was listening to a small teaching moment in between songs and the subject matter was the Parable of the Talents.

The theme of the teaching moment was focusing on money management, however when they closed out the speaker said this:

“God expects you to use the gifts he has given you.”

It was one of those moments, very small, however it was like God was waving a red flag in front of me. I snatched a pad of paper from the floor board of the car and at the next red light I quickly scribble the sentence down.

In the parable (MT 25:14-30) the first servant took the resources that his master had given him and made a smart investment, so did the second. However the third servant was motivated by fear and took the money his master had given him and buried it in the ground. He allowed his fear to influence him and he missed the blessing that God as well as his earthly master had waiting for him.

I began to think about the questions I had been placing before God earlier in the day.

It was a flashing yellow road sign and it said.

“God expects you to use the gifts he has given you.”

I am not sure what will happen next, I am not sure where working with the clay will lead.

What I do know is that God has placed this opportunity before me and I need to be obedient and see where it will lead. I may still seek a small part time job, I may still do a bible study but I feel certain that working with the clay will be a big part of my life, at least for right now anyway.




Here is what I found on Biblegateway.com, love that site too….

Talents in the Bible: Matthew 25:14-30

In the "parable of the talents," we get an idea of what God expects us to do here on earth. We're all given talents, some great and some small--but whether your talent is epic or miniscule, we glorify God when we use it to further his kingdom. God isn't rating His followers based on the number of converts they win over or the number of church pews they fill; He's interested in the passion with which we use whatever gifts he has given us.

Matthew 25:14-30

The Parable of the Bags of Gold

14 “Again, it will be like a man going on a journey, who called his servants and entrusted his wealth to them. 15 To one he gave five bags of gold, to another two bags, and to another one bag,[a] each according to his ability. Then he went on his journey. 16 The man who had received five bags of gold went at once and put his money to work and gained five bags more. 17 So also, the one with two bags of gold gained two more. 18 But the man who had received one bag went off, dug a hole in the ground and hid his master’s money.

19 “After a long time the master of those servants returned and settled accounts with them. 20 The man who had received five bags of gold brought the other five. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘you entrusted me with five bags of gold. See, I have gained five more.’

21 “His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’

22 “The man with two bags of gold also came. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘you entrusted me with two bags of gold; see, I have gained two more.’

23 “His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’

24 “Then the man who had received one bag of gold came. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘I knew that you are a hard man, harvesting where you have not sown and gathering where you have not scattered seed. 25 So I was afraid and went out and hid your gold in the ground. See, here is what belongs to you.’

26 “His master replied, ‘You wicked, lazy servant! So you knew that I harvest where I have not sown and gather where I have not scattered seed? 27 Well then, you should have put my money on deposit with the bankers, so that when I returned I would have received it back with interest.

28 “‘So take the bag of gold from him and give it to the one who has ten bags. 29 For whoever has will be given more, and they will have an abundance. Whoever does not have, even what they have will be taken from them. 30 And throw that worthless servant outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’

Saturday, August 3, 2013

What I learn from clay…

I would love to be able to share that I am out of my hormonal funk. Unfortunately this nasty cloud of toxic thinking still hovers. It feels as if it is stuck to me with super glue.  On the upside I do recognize that being the mature grown woman I am I do not have to let it invade all areas of my life. I may feel crappy emotionally as well as physically, this does not give license to make the others with in my sphere of influence miserable.

I may want to inflict bodily harm and I am trying my best to keep it to myself.

But I digress.

I was looking for some relevant scripture to post over on the facebook page I set up for our pottery studio this morning. If you want to go over and take a look at our page here is the link: https://www.facebook.com/WildcatPottery. I try to keep it updated with all our current inventory.

But I digress again…

maintaining focus also seems to be influenced by hormonal deficiencies…

Anyhoooo, I found this piece of scripture from Jeremiah.

Jeremiah 18:3-4

3 So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. 4 But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.

What’s my take away fro,m this verse?

“But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands”

I just had to laugh, it is so true. The woman who set up the studio commented to me the other day about this very thing. We were discussing how to properly price our items. She said “That’s why most pottery is so expensive!” There is a HUGE percentage of operator error involved. For every one successful piece there are probably several that failed. I can attest to that with 100% certainty. I am still shaking off the discontent at having pulled a piece from the kiln only to have the glaze be TOTALLY not want I wanted.

When I think of how God is my Heavenly Potter, I recognize how very true and relevant that is to me in my every day life.

If I will allow myself to be molded by His direction then things in my life will go as He plans.

However there are a lot of variables in getting a successful end result in pottery. Just like there are a lot of Heavenly variables to staying or trying to stay in right relationship with God.

There are a few hard and fast rules for clay and God.

Clay can not be rushed. There are some things you can do to speed the process along but the reality is that there is no way to start and finished a bowl or tea pot or whatever it is you are making in one sitting.

God can not be rushed. His timing and His time are His alone. When I seek instant results I am always looking to the world and not to Him.

Next, and this one is HUGE! I am an imperfect being. I will never be able to achieve perfection in anything I do. There will always be some element of design or form or whatever that will not turn out as I want it to be. I know there are lots of production potters out there that have been practicing their craft for decades, they may be able to toss a lump of clay on the wheel and produce vessel after vessel all to the same specifications. This takes decades of practice and since I am in the second half of my life I am still working with a HUGE learning curve.

Most days I am happy if I can actually get the clay to turn into what I have in my head. The other day I sat down to begin making another tea pot. I am slightly obsessed with them these days. Well the end result was not a tea pot.

God is perfect and I am not!

Lastly, what really spoke to me in the Jeremiah text was “But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands”. How many times have I been at the wheel and have something I was working on become marred in my hands. Too many times to count.

I will share with you one of our favorite saying over at the pottery studio: “It’s JUST clay!” It’s dirt and water and a few other thing tossed in the mix but the reality is that it's just clay. If is fails there is always more clay at hand. If it fails we just toss it in the recycled clay bucket and make it into new clay. If it fails we turn it not a water bowl for the dog or sponge bowl for the studio or another item for the $1 table at our next sale. 

Nothing ever goes to waste. I like that!

Then there is Isaiah 64:8

8 Yet you, Lord, are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
we are all the work of your hand.

When I look deep into the comparison between the clay in my hands and the process of being molded and shaped by My Heavenly Father I am humbled by the obvious lesson there.

When I think of the lengthy process I go through to actually have an idea in my head and then bring it to completion. Well, let's just say that I am working on Tea Pot #4 now because models one through three all leak, dribble or wobble in some way shape or form.

Anybody want a Doorstopper Tea Pot or a Flower Pot Tea Pot or a….. just let me know!

Every time I sit at the wheel I am reminded of the process that God goes though with me on a daily basis.

Will I be obedient?

Will I be forgiving?

Will I be a bold witness?

Will I be compassionate?

Will I be whatever He wants to mold me into for today!

He really is The Potter and I am just a humble lump of clay!



Sunday, July 28, 2013

An Internal Dialogue: “No animals (or humans) were harmed in the writing of this post”

It started very early, before I even got out of bed.

My thought life was going places it just did not need to go. As it does from time to time I woke with thoughts of doom and gloom. Thoughts that no mother ever wants to ponder upon. I lay there for several minutes allowing the thoughts to weigh heavy upon me, then I recognized it for what it was.

Away from me Satan, it’s Sunday and I need to get ready for church.

The evil one is persistent.

It was a series of very small things, however it was just enough to shift my mood, my thoughts to a place where they should not have been.

I got myself ready for church, I was ready to go, purse on my shoulder and the Girlchild points to my chin and announces “You have a GIANT white hair right there!”

From the look on my face she then follows with “Well it’s better than waiting to point it out to you at church!”

I concede to her logic and redeposit my purse and other things to the counter and go on a hair plucking mission.

We managed to hit every red light on the way to church, now I am hating street lights and being law abiding.

It continued as we walked across the church parking lot. I notice that one of my friend looks very nice today. Do I complement her? That would be a big no. Internally I think how very coordinated she is today. Her Capri's and strappy sandals match and she even ties it all together with a coordination necklace. Very nice. I am now hating her for being so thoroughly put together and berating myself for my lack of the accessorizing gene.

We get on the elevator and hit the button for the third floor.

The door closed and begins to rise up, ding the door open and I realize that we are on the second floor. The children's floor. An older couple get on. I am guessing that they have dropped their grandchildren off. Now I am irritated that we had to actually stop at the second floor to allow these folks to get on. Now I am hating them and all children too boot!

Finally we get to the right floor.

We walk into the sanctuary and my normal spot on the front row is filled with strange people. Now I am hating all these strangers, and hating myself for being inflexible.

I ease down the isle to an available row about midway back. One of my fellow church members tries to make a joke about joining them in the back. Well I began to hate them for their comment.

I guess by this point my internal thoughts were now seeping out of me like a cloud of toxic waste.

One of me sweet church friends gently leans over and whispers in my ear “Are you alright?”

I guess my cranky was not so internal after all.

I take a deep breath and whisper back that yes, I am alight, I just have my cranky on.

Any woman in my age bracket seems to understand that sometime ya just aren't feeling it.

Well I sat there during worship trying to soak up some good. Trying to allow my surroundings seep into me and wash away all the ill humor.

One of the realities I am certain of is that one of the evil ones favorite places in church.

Oh and all those strangers in the front row….they were baptizing a baby. Double hating myself for hating them…

I would love to share that the light dawned, that the sermon spoke to me, that there was a miraculous internal shift.

The reality is that thankfully I was able to control my tongue and not verbally bite someone head off. I practice the tried and true Thumper philosophy. If you can’t say anything nice don't say anything at all.

Y’all want to know what the sermon was on?????


Y’all I certainly did not deserve to here a word of grace today. I had no love for just about anyone yet God’s Grace was the topic du jour.

So what is my take away?

Having just comprehended the previous sentence and acknowledging how completely accurate it really is.

I did not deserve to here a word of grace. I no not deserve GRACE in any form or fashion. I certainly did not deserve anything with my internal nasty going on.

Yet there it was….GRACE!


I am yelling at me not y’all!

Somebody need to be yelling at me!

Oh that’s right I was at CHURCH hearing a word on Grace.

God disciplines those He loves …or for today places a message of GRACE before the red light, coordinated Capri's and sandals, second floor getter on’ers and baby baptizer hating person like me….

I feel like I need to post an addendum to this post like they do in movie credits.

“No animals (or humans) were harmed in the writing of this post”


It’s been a few hours since I got home from church. I administered a BLT made with thick cut bacon and some good home grown tomatoes with a heaping side of Frito's.

For today I really am thankful for a word on Grace and BLT’s!

I will pray for more control over my internal dialog and I will continue to seek discernment for when the evil one tries to turn my small stumbling blocks into huge boulders.



John 10:10 The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.




Saturday, July 27, 2013

Dragged Kicking and Screaming…

Confession time here!

There are times when I just want to dig a mote and build a huge wall around my house. I want to just shut myself off from the world. The evening news, the things and people you come in contact with on a daily basis, well most of it just hurts my heart.

I want one of those “Hide” buttons like I have on Facebook. There are some things I just don’t want to see, and LOTS of things out there that are just not supposed to be seen. Wouldn’t it be great if there was a real life hide button. Just think of the possibilities…

However living in the real world I know that there is a HUGE difference between the things I should not see and the things I don’t want to see. There are times when I am just like Paul, the very thing I know I should not do is the very things I end up doing. Then the things I know I should do, or the things I know Jesus would do are the very thing I don’t do. Life is so very hard sometimes.

Doing the right thing, or the Jesus things is almost always going to go against what is popular.

So here is my Friday morning story…

At this particular phase of my life there are time when sleep is at times difficult. I had had one of these tossing and turning nights. Normally I am an early riser, most mornings my internal alarm clock will wake me around 6:00 AM. I am OK with that as I get to have my quiet time and ease into my morning. However when I am struggling with sleeping there are times when my body just takes what it needs. Yesterday, I awoke to cabinets banging and coffee pots clanking. I open a sleep encrusted eye to see that it is 8:15. I know the Hub’s is already gone so I know that the offending ruckus is HER! That’s what happens when the last thought you have before finally drifting off to sleep is the vision of the alarm clock glowing 3:45. In any event I hauled my old bones out of bed and follow the smell of coffee. There is the Girlchild dressed and ready to head out the door….at 8:15 in the morning. Imagine my surprise when said Girlchild rarely makes an appearance before 10:30 AM. Reality dawns as she gently in her oh so subtle and slightly sarcastic way remind me that she is going to Six Flags with her youth group.

Now remember I have had less than the required amount of sleep and no coffee so my mental functions were like molasses in January. A small miracle happens and it dawns on me that the Girlchild intentions are to hop in the car thereby leaving me stranded at home all day long. At this moment I am cursing the injustices' of life as well as the reality that we do not have a third vehicle.

In a moment of clarity spurred on by a sip of coffee I quickly change into my crappy studio cloths and rake a brush through my hair and hop in the car, I did make the Girlchild drive though. I nursed my coffee as she drove to the church all the while wishing that a third vehicle would drop from the sky and land in our driveway….it could happen!

We arrive at church and she hops out of the car and barely gives me a second look, yes I did give birth to her and I do love her, but sometime…….did I mention I am sleep deprived….anyway I digress. There really is a positive conclusion to all this so just bare with me.

I sat in my car drinking my coffee watching the kids load on to the busses, it hits me I’m hungry. In the rush to get out the door there had been no time for breakfast. I was also all the way into town so being the good steward that I try to be, and with gas being $3.55 a gallon the idea off driving all the way back home for breakfast and then driving all the way back to the studio, since I was almost there any way….well I just pointed my car in the direction of the nearest Chick-Fil-A.

I ordered myself a chicken biscuit and pulled out a $5.00 bill and drove up to the window. When I got there I automatically just handed the money over to the young woman.

She announced to me “The car in front of you paid for your order!”

God is soooooo gooooood Y’all!

I have struggled for years, yearned to seize the moment, to do exactly what I know in my heart is the right thing to do at the exact right moment. Most times I fail, however at that precise moment with my small little five dollar bill already in my hand I just handed it to the young woman and said “Well, you can apply this to the car behind me.”

She took my money and handed me my breakfast.

Now I know that that is a very small thing.

But my morning had been transformed from being dragged kicking and screaming, that would be mentally kicking and screaming out the door well before I was ready, into being blessed by an random stranger, then also being able to seize the moment and continue to pay it forward and bless someone else.

I pulled my car into a parking spot and enjoyed my chicken biscuit. It was really good y’all. Was it good because chicken biscuits are just delicious, or was it extra specially good because God’s Grace, His unmerited favor had touched my morning. Confession time, my internal thought life going on at that moment, being roused out of bed, having to haul my ungrateful teenager to church, and being hungry on top of it all was NOT a blessing y’all!!!! 

Yet even with all my stinking thinking going on, I received!

My faith in the world, well in the notion that there are others in the world who understand the concept of who Jesus is and how He lived his life was restored. It needed restoring, it needs restoring every day! How else am I going to remember to pay it forward.

I finished my breakfast and then drove over to the pottery studio. My ill mood had disappeared. I had a good day with the clay. It was good y’all.

God is good.

Do I still want one of those Facebook “Hide” buttons? Yup, I think it would come in real handy.

The reality, Jesus is better than any ‘’Hide” button, can I get an AMEN!

So…that’s it!

Happy Saturday Y’all!




Sunday, July 21, 2013

I’ve been thinking….

Which for me can be a bit dangerous.

However with my fluctuating hormonal state I have to take the functional brain activity when I can get it.

The other day at the pottery studio we were talking, that is not unusual, we are always chattering about all sorts of things, however one of our newest Pottery Peep’s commented on a picture I had posted on Facebook of my latest painting. She and I had been friend for years but apparently it had never come up in conversation “I had no idea you were an artist!” she said.

There are things that may be, at times, to personal to share about ones self for fear that you place your heart out there for all the world to see. Plus sometime I just think the whole thing is just not noteworthy enough to bring up in conversation.

Also at the age I am I am finding that I am less and less concerned of what other folks think of me, however I am a bit more sensitive where my creative endeavors are concerned. It is sort of like wanting to please your favorite art teacher. Inherently we all want to be liked on some level.

I have also been thinking on the why or where this sudden onset of creative energy has come from.

I made an impromptu trip to Hobby Lobby and purchased several new blank canvases, some additional paints and other painting paraphernalia simply because I wanted them. There was also an ulterior motive at work as well. I wanted to make sure I had the supplies at hand so that I could paint when ever I wanted to.

So where does all this come from….

I think there are many factors at work here.

The first being maturity. I recognize that it’s not really important what y'all think of what I am working on. I love it when folks like what I am doing, however just finding joy in pursuing something that fulfills me is a good thing.

Second I have no scientific evidence to back this up, but I think the waning hormones, the natural ebbing away of estrogen and progesterone has made some kind of internal shift. I may be loosing hormones by the gallon but my creative energy tank is getting topped off on a regular basis.

Thirdly, there is a HUGE factor of time. When I was younger I was so focused on getting a painting done. I wanted that immediate gratification. Having gone though some of my old canvases and cringing in horror I can now see the error of that line of thinking. Now I am not concerned with getting it done, with starting and finished all in a day or two. Now I am more focused with getting it right, being happy with the end result and enjoying the process.

Working with the clay has further enhanced that notion. There is simply no way to start and finish a vessel all in one day. There are very defined stages in how the process works. One must wait for things to dry, to be fired, to be glazed, the process can not be rushed. It just takes as long as it takes. It is also wrought with human error, mostly mine! I can completely love a vessel only to have the glaze turn out less than desired.

So I am learning that there is value in the process and not just the end result.

I am learning that “learning” has value too!

This flower vase is the perfect example. The first go round the glazing turned out terrible. I was so disappointed. However there are times when re-glazing a second time is the thing to do. Sometime you are just over it and the disappointing whatever it is gets relegate to a dog bowl or door stop, then there are times when you throw caution to the wind and give it another go.

This re-glaze worked very well. I was very pleased with the outcome. The sad thing is that given the fact that it was a re-glaze the chances of trying to hit this mark again are one in a million. However I have thrown a second small flower vase and I am going to attempt to get lightning to strike twice and see if I can achieve the same results again!



Lastly, there is also value in walking away for something for a time. I had stepped way from this painting for a very long time. Several weeks ago I had a surge of energy and found myself in front of this canvas yet again. It just did not seem to be finished to me. Every time I looked at it it just felt incomplete. I would wander up to the studio and dabble on it a bit, haul the painting back down stairs to set it on the mantle to live with it for a few days. That is always the litmus test for me. Once I have lived with it for a few days I usually get the sense if something is finished.

Well, after multiple trips back up and to the isle and then back down to the mantle again over several weeks I have finally achieved a sense of completion.

For now anyway, it is finished.

IMG_0917 - edit

Happy Sunday Y’all


Saturday, July 20, 2013

Knock, Knock

Who’s there….well it’s me!


After a very long break from blogging, well long break for me that is. I have decided that I will try to be a bit more proactive with my blog.

Thanks Dana for the bit of encouragement, it is nice to know one is missed from time to time :)

Sometime ya just don’t have anything ta say…and sometimes ya do…

I have been spending a lot of time working on my pottery and I have started painting again so my time has been a bit divided by my creative pursuits. I am having more fun than should be allowed, however it can be a bit of a downer when the reality of life interrupts the fun. Having to stop and be a mom every now and again can be a real drag…those pesky parental duties such as collage visits and senior portraits.

All I can tell you is that back in the dark ages we did not do things like college visits or senior pictures. We all got the same blue velvet off the shoulder drape and that was the end of it. Now they do multiple changes of clothing, different back drops with props no less, and all this can be yours for the bargain price of wads of cash. The whole process took about an hour plus, between multiple outfit changes at the various different staging areas. I was entertained by just sitting back and watching.

I saw the main man, the BMOC. I actually had to explain to the the girlchild what Big Man on Campus meant. But this young man defiantly fit the description. He was a football player and there was no denying it by his physique. I think the tee shirt he had on may have been spray painted on, it actually had a small rip in the sleeve for effect as if his muscles had actually burst froth from his shirt.

Also when did bra’s become an accessory. There was one girl there who had changed into a short backless dress, it was about two sizes to small, extremely short and like I said backless. I mention that the dress was at least two sizes to small as I could see the small clasp at the back of the dress straining to remain in place, I also notices that the clasp on the back of her bra was likewise straining to remain in place as well. I had this mental image of what would happen in the event that both the clasps were to give way…not a good thing.

Then there was the young woman who was trying her best to dress like a young man, complete with baggy gym shorts, oversized white tee shirt that hung to her knees unlaced converse tennis shoes and baseball cap on backwards. What’s up with that…I had an idea but it was an unkind thought so I will keep it to myself.

A good time was had by all…

Well I think that is enough for one lazy morning that has suddenly morphed into afternoon. The Hubs just left to go help a friend and I am on my own. I have multiple stimulating household chores to do and grocery shopping to get done  so I thought I would prolong the laziness with a visit to the blogosphere.


Well not to bad for my first foray back after a break.


I’m on my laptop or I would post a picture of my latest painting and pottery but I don’t keep picture on this computer…





Sunday, April 7, 2013

Knock Knock…

Who’s there?

I am still pondering my lack of blog fodder, I think I have lost the capacity to come up with an original thought, or maybe I am just obsessed with the clay, it seems that's all I can think about…I wake up thinking about it and I go to sleep thinking about it!

What I will make next, what I want to learn how to do next…..

This is Angel #3….



My last angel bit the dust….literally!


Live and learn and keep practicing!!!!!!


I have to go wake the hubs up I a few minutes, and I was thinking about how quiet my house is this morning and how things change in life.

My daughter and 160 of our youth at church are off to their annual Spring Break Retreat at PCB. They go to a Christian retreat facility in Laguna Beach every year.

Confession time here: Where my daughter is concerned that nut did not fall to far from the maternal tree in sooooooo many ways.

Last week when she was nearly driving me to distraction with all her preparations, double checking her list of the critical items necessary to get herself ready to go, asking about a billion times “Mom do we have…..?” I just breathed deeply and thanked the Lord that she was excited about being with all her friends to fellowship and worship at the beach.

This year she has one of her school friends who has made the decision to be baptized at the beach. How awesome is that!


And yes she did borrow Muffinhead’s bunny ears for the trip. I warned her on pain of death to make sure that they made the trip home or there was going to be one unhappy little girl at my house. Actually she will probably not even give them a second thought, but it was fun to threaten her.


It was all over Facebook last night that they had arrived safely and were having a wonderful time.

Well now I really do have to go wake the Hubs or we will be late to church!




Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Wednesday Hodgepodge

Ok I’m trying here…another post in the black hole that is or was my blogging mojo….

1. What are your plans for Easter?

Our plans are very simple. We are going to church and then probably just returning home for lunch.

Are you cooking a big lunch or dinner?  

Normally I do not cook on Sunday’s and Easter is no exception. However this year the Hub’s birthday falls on Easter Sunday, so I am throwing a small Easter/Birthday dinner.

Dyeing eggs?

Probably not, we did when the kids were little and Muffinhead has not been here in a few days so we have not had the opportunity to have any Easter fun.

Attending a sun rise service?  

Our church does hold a sunrise service out at our campground but I for one will be snug in my bed at seven am.

Eating too much chocolate?

Does German Chocolate Cake count? That’s the Hubs cake of choice for his birthday. I do still have to assemble Muffinhead Easter basket so there might be a few chocolate eggs involved……..

2.  What is something you feel too young to do?

Eat dinner at 4:30, I will share that as the years creep on and on my bed time has become earlier and earlier. However I still don’t think I am heading in the direction of dinner at 4:30.

3.  "Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud...it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs..." 

Of the characteristics mentioned in the biblical definition of love which do you find most difficult to live out and why?

easy choice….it keeps no record of wrongs, well love may keep no records but my memory is long and has the ability to pull from decades of hidden files at whim.

4. What's a springtime flower you associate with your childhood?

I remember my grandma’s tulips in her garden. I remember they all seemed to be perfectly uniform and all lined up and all blooming at the same time.
Bright red, pink, yellow and I think there may have been some white ones….sadly down here in the south tulips do not grow very well as annuals, they are more of a perennial and have to be dug up every year, it just doesn't get cold enough for them to thrive.

5.  Ever sung karaoke? If so, what's your go-to song? If not and you're given the opportunity, would you?

No I have never sung karaoke, but if I ever did have the opportunity it would probably be something form Rogers & Hammerstein…

OOOOk-lahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain,
or Happy happy happy happy talk, talk about thing you like to do, you’ve got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream how ya gonna make a dream come true…or……..
I’ve got the horse right here his name is Paul revere and the guy he say if the weathers clear, can do, can do this guys says the horse can do……..

somebody stop me…..ok ok one more

Shall we dance? On a bright cloud of music shall we fly? Shall we dance? Shall we then say, goodnight and mean goodbye.
Oh perchance, when the last little star has left the sky.
Shall we still be together? With our arms around each other, and shall you be my new romance?
On the clear understanding that this kind of thing can happen
Shall we dance? Shall we dance? Shall we dance?

6. What is something you keep in a basket?

Napkins on my kitchen table…ho hum!

7.  When was the last time you felt foolish?

Oh my goodness, I think that may be a daily occurrence. How about the times I find myself in my car and realize that I am waiting for the red light…at a four way stop!….or how about the time I put my cell phone through the washing machine…..or how about the time I closed the back hatch on my van only to realize that I had set my Starbuck's frappachino on the bumper of the car…………

8.  Y’all I am torn between wanting to stay informed and just wanting to bury my head in the sand. Every time I watch the news it seem that I am seeing more and more things that defy explanation. Violent acts that are to despicable to describe, the frightening debt crisis, the lack of morals in the secular world, it just seems that every time I turn on the television I am overwhelmed with a multitude of moral and social issues that boggle the mind.

The Hubs and I have nightly conversations on how crazy it is, sadly the solution is so very simple, at least in my mind it is. However turning from sin and setting your eyes on God is so far removed from so many that at times it seems impossible.

However that word impossible is not in God’s vocabulary. He is the God of impossibilities. 

I may be overwhelmed and focusing on all the things that are wrong instead of all the things that are right.

I am so glad that God is, God and I am not…..cause this, the world, makes no sense to me right now!
    2 Chronicles 7:14
    if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.
Blessings and Happy Hodgepodge y’all

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

A bunch of totally random things that y’all really don’t need to know…..but hey at least it’s a post!

My husband is out of town/really out of town as he is in Germany so we had frozen pizza for dinner last night.

Since my husband is out of town I had not unloaded or reloaded the dishwasher in several days.

It is now loaded and my kitchen sink is now full of very hot sudsy water trying to get the last bit of frosting residue off the decorating tips I used to make Muffinhead’s birthday cake.

The aftermath…..


The results, she really loved her cake y’all!


I now re-remember why I stopped doing wedding cakes….the clean up is a killer.

The lemon thyme that I cut back to nothing this past fall is now bursting up from the pruned stems in a dark green lushness that just makes me want to go out and run my fingers over. I love my herb garden.

I have to make one last harvest of my swiss chard from the veggie patch and then I can get in there and turn over the dirt and amend it to get my spring veggie garden planted.

My pottery buddy and I are trying to work up some inventory for a spring sale. We are not sure when it will be but I am excited about it. I find that I am a bit obsessed with the clay. I feel like I have really found the creative outlet that I have been looking for.

I love my gardening, my cooking, my knitting/crocheting, my painting, but getting my hands in the clay fills something in me that is hard to explain.

It was a good throwing day yesterday.


One large kitchen crock (top left) three coffee cups (bottom shelf). I am heading back over this morning to finish up with the handles for the cups today…if they cups are dry enough to clean up.

I was expecting Muffinhead this morning but when I awoke she was not here. My DIL told me that she was not sure if my son was coming home last night or not.

No Muffinhead….means that he did get home last night. I have the morning off…yea for me!

Here’s a biggie y’all.

After twelve years we are in the process of getting a new pastor at our church. I remember the last time this happen and how devastated we  all were at the concept of loosing our beloved pastor. We then all saw how faithful God was to send us our current pastor. So I have faith that God will be just a faithful in providing for us this time around. However I will say that I have some definite thoughts about the timing of this move. Now that I am in the season of flux (hormonally speaking) I also feel like I am gaining some wisdom. For as much as I will miss our pastor, I really do think it may be time for a change. There have been some major things going on that have been disturbing my spirit at our church for some time. So much so that I was contemplating making a change. I never thought that would ever happen.

My husband and I have been members of this church for over 25 yeas and have been very happy. It was truly the catalyst for me, bringing me to where I am in in my relationship with Christ. I feel it is my spiritual home. However there have been a few changes that have taken place that have cause a very distinct upheaval in how I feel about my spiritual home. Changes that I feel may not have been Christ driven. I am still pondering and praying about all of this. I am seeking some discernment for the Lord on how I am feeling and asking for some clarification. We will not be making any life altering changes any time soon, the Girlchild loves her youth group so much and is so invested in in this church, she knows nothing else. Her whole life and her foundation with Christ is formed in the people and the experience she has had at this church home.

But….changes are coming and you know how difficult that process can be……

There really isn't a point to all this randomness other that to try and get SOMETHING posted to my blog.

I have been in such a blogging funk lately. Wondering about the purpose of it, the purpose of me, the purpose of a lot of things……

My last thought, for as difficult as the hormonal shift has been, I find that it is like the example given in scripture. The heat of the flames burns away all the impurities and what is left behind is the refined gold or silver.

Now I am not comparing myself to gold or silver, I am just saying that for now I feel like I am in the furnace and am waiting for the refinement process to end so I can see what is left behind…

Somebody get me a nice tall glass of lemonade with lots of ice and have that polishing cloth ready….

Lastly I will leave you with this….


A little taste of spring that I ran across yesterday and I had to stop the car and take a picture….



Sunday, February 24, 2013

Project 365 ~ Week 8

I only missed one day this week. By Friday evening I was down for the count. So I spent the day Saturday curled up in a blanket sipping my Alka Seltzer Plus and sleeping!

Sunday, February 17

There is just something very satisfying about using a bowl that I made myself. This poor little bowl, a bowl only a mother could love, it wobbles and spins as it is not flat on the bottom and the rim is off and not flat either. But we were all happy with this new glaze combo.  It is just the right size for a double scoop of strawberry frozen yogurt.


Monday, February 18

The Hub’s loves a big salad with something sliced up on top. I had some grilled pork chops in the freezer and I pulled them out and had dinner in under a few minutes. I love those kind of suppers!


Tuesday, February 19

I entertained myself for a few minutes watching this Mourning Dove collect nesting materials in the back yard. It was very particular about searching for the proper ingredients. The nest is located on a large bank of cedar trees bordering the neighbors backyard. So I had a front for seat as it went back and fourth all morning long:)

IMG_1595 IMG_1580 IMG_1586 IMG_1589 IMG_1592 IMG_1594

Wednesday, February 20

I know I promised no pictures of wet and drying clay, BUT I was very happy with how these three small batter bowls came out.

They are almost all the same size and shape…


Thursday, February 21

I made cabbage with sausages for dinner. Normally I toss some apples into the mix at the end. However I had used some chorizo sausage and I did not think the apples would be a good contrast. I settled for tossing them in a pan with some butter and brown sugar. It was a super good combo, the sweet apples and the savory cabbages and sausage! YUM!!!!!


Friday, February 22

I made these cups at the end of last year. I was totally not happy with how the glazing turned out. I decided that since I did not like them already it would not hurt to try my hand at re-glazing them a second time. No harm no foul.

Well I am glad that I did. I was much happier with the outcome the second time around!

 coffee cup re-glaze

That was my week.

I am feeling a bit better, but not 100%.

I hope everyone is having a good weekend, for more P365 y’all head over to Amy’s and link up!




Friday, February 22, 2013

Bla Bla Bla Blogging Bla….Anybody else out there feeling this way?


What up with this? I think I have lost my blogging mojo.


Anybody else out there feeling this way?


Thinking of taking a break…


Does anybody even read these post????


What peeks your interest for visiting and reading a blog?


What do you want to read or why do you give a blog a look-see?


Ho Hum…bla bla bla…


Blogging blaa-ness…




Sunday, February 17, 2013

Project 365 ~ Week 7

I am trying to work up this post and keep an open line of prayerful communication at the same time. As parents we all face those times when the natural course of time brings the inevitable rites of passage. These things need to happen, yet as parents we would choose for them to be postponed indefinitely.

We have a new driver in the family and today is the first day she will be driving herself home from church. I am sure that this is not a new concept to many of you. It happens to all of us. However I will openly confess that this mothers heart is a bit on the anxious side. I know she is a good driver, yet my desire is to wrap her and the car in a heavenly and very thick layer of bubble wrap of protection.

So I am moving on to other distractions until she is safely home and out from behind the wheel, at least for today anyway.

Prayer for safe travels would be greatly appreciated….

Sunday, February 10

My son and his family were over Sunday night. He required a bit of help from his dad for some repairs to their vehicle. Well since Muffinhead had to be back at our house bright and early the next morning we decide that it would be easier and logical for her to just spend the night. Thankfully I had a spare set of PJ’s on hand…so we were good to go!

She likes to take a bath in our big garden tub when she is here so she had a really nice soak with her toy hippo…


Note To Self: Next time do not let her take the plastic animals in the tub. They are hollow and have a small hole in them, so now they are all full of water….no telling how long it will take for the water to evaporate out from inside:(

Wednesday, February 13

More Muffinhead surprises. I think hands down beside her Barbie's, her next favorite toys are all of her small plastic animals. She never tires of playing with them. After she left on Wednesday I went to scatter a few sprinkles of salt over something and this is what I found in my salt container…..so how do you take you lamb and your cat?

Heavily salted I think!


Thursday, February 14

This past Tuesday was Skoots1mom’s birthday. We decide that since it was Valentines Day and half of our husbands were called out of town that we would take this opportunity to have Birthday/Valentines Day celebrations. We met for dinner at a local pasta place and had a wonderful time. We all had a bite of this sweet treat after dinner. Crepe’s filled with Hazelnut and fresh banana's It was delicious! 


Friday, February 15

It was a happy kiln day at the pottery studio.

 Two Small Brown Bowls


Blue and Brown Bowls - Set of 2

We have decided to work up some more inventory for a spring sale. I have a list of things i am fairly confident that I can reproduce. Over the next few weeks we will be working diligently to get enough completed to have another sale….

Saturday. February 16

Winter in the south, some days it’s super cold and then the next it shorts sleeves and flip flops. It confuses the flora and fauna so much. There a daffodils and jonquils popping up all over and all the redbuds are in full bloom. The cherry tree in our backyard is even beginning to bloom. The sad thing is that there is always a cold spurt that usually gives everything a good singe before the really true spring weather sets in….


Well that was my week.

That was a good 30 minute distraction while I typed up this post. Now all I have to do is make it another two hours until the Girlchild get on the road heading home…..


For more P365 y’all head over to Amy’s and link up to see everyone's pictures.



Sunday, February 10, 2013

Project 365 ~ Week 6: It’s a Miracle…I have all seven days!

This rarely happens, I actually have a picture for each day this week. Don’t hold your breath because it will probably not happen again for quite some time!

Sunday. February 3

Something happened during the Youth Worship that I thought would never ever happen… the Girlchild did a violin performance with three other members of her youth group. They did great y’all! I am hoping that this will be the first of many performances!


Monday, February 4

Muffinhead always has a unique take on how to watch television. She would pop her head out of the tub and then pop back down for a few seconds. She had a great time, however the dog was a bit confused!



Tuesday, February 5

Tuesday the cupboards were so bare that Muffinhead and I had to go out for lunch. We went to Chick-Fil-A. I tried their new Chicken Tortilla soup, it was very good!


After lunch Muffinhead had a great time in the play place. It was like bowling with pre-schooler’s. They would ALL climb up and then ALL come down the slide at the same time ending up in a heap of bodies at the end!


It was an eventful day as the Girlchild got her long awaited Drivers License!


Wednesday, February 6

I finished another prayer shawl. I will share that of all the ones I have done this color combination is not one of my favorites. This is a very simple knitted shawl and easy to come together. The yarn is the Hobby Lobby’s version of Homespun. I like the yarn, just not the color combo. It was a self striping yarn. Kind of ho hum in my opinion, but I am sure it will find the right home!


Thursday, February 7

Restrain is not one of Muffinhead strong suits. One of her jobs that she has elected to do on the mornings she is at my house is feed the dog. After she feeds him, Buster gets an after breakfast treat. Well if one chew toy is good then six is even better. She does this every morning that she feeds him. We then have to have a lengthy conversation as she picks up all the chew toys and puts them back in the bag that he really only needs one! One day I hope that she will actually remember this lesson….


Friday, February 8

Skoots1mom came to try her hand on the potters wheel. She totally reamed me out for posting her picture on facebook. She was not happy with the photograph. Don't get me on my soapbox about how we as women are conditioned to think we have to look a certain way due to the expectations that society places on us, unrealistic expectation if you ask me…but then I think I just went where I said I wasn't going to go. In any event this is her first successful pot, she can’t complain with the face, it’s her girl and if you look at pictures of Skoots when she was younger this is exactly how she looked back then…….


Saturday, February 9

We had a full house on Saturday at the pottery studio. This is a mother daughter session on how to throw a pot. I have tried to get my girl over there but she has no interest in learning something new. I think it might mess up her nails…but I still offer from time to time. One day she may take me up on it!


This is Skoot’s back at the wheel cleaning up her little pot!


Me finishing up on a carved kitchen crock!


That was my week! Y’all head over to Momma Fran’s and link up for more P365.

Blessings for a great week in pictures y’all!


Saturday, February 9, 2013

God is Good…All the TIME!

I am going to go down a bit of a bunny trail here but hang with me I do have a very good point…in April of 2012 I was in a very minor fender bender. Some woman backed into the side of my car in the Kroger parking lot. We went ahead and had the side of my car repaired and paid the $200.00 deductible. The insurance company began the process of perusing the other insurance company for damages done to my car, as it was not my fault. Life goes on and I had not given much thought to the status of the claim.

Fast forward to this morning.

The Hubs is working on our taxes.

We have been faithful to set aside a portion of our monthly income so that when the tax bill comes due we have the funds to pay it. We have long since stopped loaning the government an interest free loan long ago so we know we will have to pay each year. When all the numbers were calculated we had done very well. Our Federal Tax line item in the budget fell short by only $150.00 to pay both the federal and the state taxes. As I was opening the mail today sorting through junk mail, bills and what not I tear into an envelope and find ……a reimbursement check for the insurance company. They have been quietly working behind the scenes to get our deductable back. So we fall $150.00 short and the very same day God sends us a check in the mail via the insurance company for $200.00….God is so GOOD!

Living within our means, living on a budget and recognizing and being thankful for God’s abundant provision….He Is Faithful!




Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Wednesday Hodgepodge

Happy Hodgepodge y'all!

1.  Chinese New Year will be celebrated on February 10th, and 2013 is the year of the snake. When did you last see a snake?  Are you okay around snakes or do they give you the shivers? 

Snakes, I can’t claim to be necessarily phobic about them, however I don’t care to spend any long term time in the close vicinity of the slithery creatures. Also I can never remember those catchy rhymes that help you remember when snakes are venomous and which are not…red touches yellow your a good fellow….red touches black….I always forget. So I usually err on the side of caution!

As a public service announcement I just Googled it and here is what I have found…

Red touches Black, he's a friendly Jack.
Red touches Yellow, he's a deadly fellow.

2. The color red in Chinese culture usually means good luck.  Do you believe in luck?

Not really, more accurately I believe in God-incidences. I understand random happenings and things falling in place in a good way. I also think that if you are seeking a life in Christ that all things are connected to your faith. God is so ever present in all things that he wants to make connections with his beloved children in any way that he can. He never misses an opportunity to connect with those he walks with and those he is trying to reach. If that connection comes in the form of a happy accident then so be it! God never wastes any opportunity…ever!

3. sledding-ice skating-building a snowman...if given a choice, which activity would you choose?  Which of the three have you done most recently?  

Sledding…NO, Ice skating…NO, Building a Snowman…only when absolutely necessary and only when the required ingredients are available. The last time it snowed enough to make a snowman here in theses parts was several years ago.

4.  Ralph Waldo Emerson is credited as saying, "The years teach much which the days never knew."  Where have you seen this quote played out in your own life?  

Oh my, there certainly is a lot packed into that saying! When you get to be a certain age you begin to understand certain things. My guess is that Emerson was looking back on a long life and seeing all the lessons he learned through out his life. Remembering the times spent on useless pursuits and how often we waste time on mindless activity. Also as I have gotten older my perspective has greatly changed. Looking back and finding the valued lessons in the difficulties and the suffering are now very valuable experiences. In the moment of pain we rarely see things clearly. Once we move past the days we can look at the long range years and see the lessons in them.

5. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?  

Sadly I can’t remember, which may require an immediate trip to the store. I spotted a bakery just around the corner that was named “Cup Cake” hmmmm, wonder what they sell there?

6. What's something you can't say no to?  

A second cup of coffee, a really good movie, chocolate anything, a bowl of pop corn and breakfast for dinner!

7.  Are you a doodler?  

It depends on the situation. I once took a bible study that was facilitated by a less than engaging person, the curriculum was. at the time, a bit over my head. My workbook was full of lovely illustrations and curly Q decorations…boredom = doodling!

8.  I am not feeling very random right now, but hopefully it will be a light week for me. The Hubs left for a business trip this morning. So that means my dinner duties will be greatly abbreviated. He is off to Puerto Rico…yea I know! It’s cold here and he is off to the warm tropical breezes. However I am consoling myself with the fact that he will be working most of the time and will be stuck on in the interior of the island soooooooo no ocean breezes and sunset over the ocean for him. Just for a minute, if you are somewhere cold just imagine yourself sitting in a lounge chairs basking in the warm tropical sun…..

Just saying…
Well that’s if for me this week.

Y’all head over to Joyce’s and link up!


Sunday, February 3, 2013

Project 365 ~ Week 5: It was a good week with the clay y’all!

We had some extreme weather, I made an awesome chocolate cake and our last glaze firing was full of lots of happy results!

Monday, January 28

Overall I was very happy with this coffee cup, there is a slight boo boo on the other side due to an operator error when I glazed it but live and learn is the phrase for the day where me and the clay are concerned….


I call these glaze buggers…I am sure there is a technical pottery term but bugger works for me!


Tuesday, January 29

Skoots1mom posted a recipe on her FB page for a vinegar cake, it was so simple that I had to try it. You can be sure I will be keeping this one around for a long time. The amazing thing is that the recipe required absolutely no eggs! It is just your simple every day pantry ingredient, and most of the time we all have them in our pantry all the time, so the next time you need a super quick desert idea….my suggestion is a vinegar cake. It was awesome. Click here for the recipe…..


Cooks note, I replaced the water in the cake with my left over morning coffee and it was super delicious!!!!!! Ina always says coffee enhanced the chocolate flavor and well ….it was really good!!!!!!!

Wednesday, January 30

We had some nasty weather on Wednesday. Lots of rain, there were some tornado’s but thankfully none in my area…just a LOT of rain!

Don’t ya just love the rive flowing through my backyard!!!!!


Thursday, January 31

They decided to have a quiet moment in the morning sun….


Friday, February 1

intently watching Curious George…


Well it was a happy kiln day at the pottery studio today!

I was happy with the results, I liked this small bowl. I have two more larger bowls that I have glazed the same color. There was not room in the kiln for all of them so they will be in the next firing.

Small Brown and Blue Bowl 1 of 3

I was happy with this one as well! The glaze is called Whale Blue, I think it is appropriately named. It really does remind me of the skin on a whale!

blue and red candy dish

This is the surprise of the week. Look at the difference in how the glaze was painted on and how it finished off. This defiantly did not turn out how I anticipated! However I was surprised by how much I like the results!

Haybale Yellow Bowl

I was semi happy with the result of this Carved Kitchen Utensil Crock. I already have some revisions on mind for the next one. Overall I was happy with it. It is at least happy with the height and the width. Much more functional than the last one I did!


Saturday, February 2

I had poured my cheerios into my tired old Tupperware cereal bowl when I spotted my new bowl on the kitchen counter. My heart did a small leap with excitement as I dumped my cereal back into the container and re-poured them into my new bowl!

I am thinking I need to make a purple and red bowl or a brown and blue coffee mug for a matched breakfast set….


Well that was my week! Lot’s of pottery so I apologize for the redundancy!

Y’all head over to Momma Fran’s and link up for more P365 fun!



All Rights Reserved

Page copy protected against web site content infringement by Copyscape

Christian Women Online


Blog Widget by LinkWithin

Site Meter