Sunday, July 12, 2015

Decks and Porches

I thought I'd share what our porch and deck are looking like with all of the blooming flowers.  I think this is the best year for them to be doing so well!

Welcome to the porch....where we sit in the evenings and talk.  It is well worn and used, but that's how things are supposed to be in a home you love.

I think every porch should have a swing, don't you?

The ferns are thriving and the double impatiens are doing well in the shade.

Now for the deck....

This area of the deck doesn't get much sunlight, so the impatiens do well along with ferns.  have I ever told you how much I love ferns?

These petunias were in a window box but weren't doing well at all.  When we went to the beach, I took them out and set them out in the open so they would get some rain.  I came home to see them like this.  I was so happy they made it!

I grew up with rocking chairs and swings on porches...always a relaxing way to sit.

Just look at how good all of the flowers are doing!

I really am loving the purple...think I might add them again next year.

I made this birdhouse many years ago.  It's been painted many colors, but I think I am liking the white better than anything.

The window boxes on the deck are booming with blooms!  All of my petunias have done great this year.

And the gates we have everywhere keep the deer and dogs out so my white stays white and the flowers don't get eaten, lol.

I just love it on the deck.  One day, I am going to enclose it all and make it into a sleeping porch.  I remember sleeping on Mammaw's porch as a little girl...what sweet memories.

It truly is a magical place to come and escape to.

One thing is for sure...there are plenty of seats for everyone!


And the covering I made for the overhang is still holding strong.
I sure do wish Mammaw could see all of my she loved them so.

I hope all of you are having a blessed Sunday and may the coming week be blessed as well.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

More British Rose

We have been so busy outside, with making fencing and gates.  Not to mention... me having to paint them all.  

Here's the gate we made a few days ago, all painted.

See, I even painted part of that pesky water hose that has to be seen.  I added a drawer pull as a handle instead of having to buy one too.  Still no money spent and doing it's job at keeping the dogs off of the porch.  I have so many photos to share of everything...but they will have to wait.

Bruno is becoming braver and venturing a little further each day.  Thank goodness we have an Invisi fence.   But that doesn't keep him from chewing up our pool.
Man, I had forgotten what puppies do! 
We had to put up a fence around the deck to keep him out.  Let me add, we are not rich.  I dream of an in ground pool one day...but this one has served us well.  It's going on 6 years and the size has been perfect.  It is an 18 x 48 pool that cost us around $500.  I highly recommend if you are on a tight budget as we are, this is an amazing pool for the price and quality.

My sweet Louis has been neglected while we have been working outside.  No one has been playing with him.  See how he's looking at me?  He loves to play fetch.  He's definitely no ordinary cat!

He's such a gentleman too...he doesn't get into anything.  

He just lays on the bed waiting and watching, lol.  I love this cat!  We had a good day playing while I did some inside work.
So now to our master bath.  A dear sweet friend I met online, sent me a message asking if I wanted to buy a British Rose shower curtain and window panel.  If you all know me...I jumped right on it!
She sent me an extra shower curtain she came extra charge!  Now how sweet is she?!  Of course, my brain started thinking on what I could make with them all.  I kept one shower curtain as is, but added some ruffles to the top and bottom.

I think it turned out pretty good.

And of course, I had to make a commode cover.  With some left over quilting, I lined the fabric to give it a more padded look.  I am learning how to make them better as time goes.

Then to top it off, a new shade cover was made.

It all added the perfect little touch to go with the rest of our Master Retreat.  

This has been a little down time today for me.  Since it was raining, sewing did the trick to keep me occupied.  I am not a big fan of idle time....I have to be doing something.

Just think, the week is almost over!  I hope it has been a good one for all of you.

Sunday, July 5, 2015

A New Gate

We have a new addition to our family...

His name is Bruno.  He is part bloodhound and part walker.  Just look at those ears!

He's such a sweetheart and so much fun to play with at 3 am, lol.  
Here is a little short story on why we had to make a new gate.
 Our dogs had really messed up our porch, chewing on the rugs, the wicker furniture, making messes and the hair...oh the HAIR!  So I decided to clean it all off and lock the gate that we had at the top of the stairs.  Well, Bruno could fit through the spindles.  I attached some fencing to the gate trying to keep him out but he just tried eating the fencing and yelped and whined for two nights straight.  Our oldest was so upset because she works two jobs and wasn't getting the proper amount of sleep due to his whining.  Now, mind you, he has a nice doghouse, lots of chew toys, plenty of food and plenty of company.  

So, after brainstorming, we decided to make a gate for the bottom of the stairs instead.  And so far, so good!  No upset Bruno.

My ex brother in law gave me a piece of fencing that he was going to burn.  It sure did come in handy with making the gate.  No money was spent on this project.  We had everything on hand...always a win win!

We had to account for the water hose and spout to the bottom left when we attached a 2 x 4 to the brick.  

My sweetie is such a great carpenter.  He will tell you that he hates it, but he sure is good at it!

And our dog, Gabe, can't open it with his paws.  he's our super smart dog!  You can just look at him and see his brain wheels turning.

I plan on painting it all white once this rain goes away.  It has been raining for weeks on end, every day!  But my plants are definitely loving it!

Thanks for stopping in.  I have so much to show you guys, but haven't had the time to sit at the computer for long periods of time.  

Have a blessed week!

Saturday, July 4, 2015


This post will be a little different than any I've ever done.  It won't be pretty photos of my home, my family or my pets.  So fair warning...

I want to start off by talking about my ordeal with Sepsis 4 years ago.  Going into septic shock, being in a medicated induced coma and on life support for 11 days definitely had an impact on me.   For 2 weeks, I became more ill.  I played it all off until week 2, finally going to the DR when I began running a fever and my body aching severely.  I didn't know if I had the flu or what.  2 days later, I was fighting for my life.  I was rushed to the hospital by ambulance with a grim outlook.  Sepsis has a death rate of 60%...that's A LOT!  So after going through all of that, being released from the hospital with barely any use of my left arm, having to go to rehab,  a fast heart rate and elevated blood pressure, I tend to listen to my body now.  Any warning signs, I get looked at ASAP.  That's only common sense to me now.  But it can definitely make you live in fear.  

What I didn't tell anyone besides close family members was that when I woke up and was waiting on them to remove the breathing tube, I could feel and see (but not really see) a word in white engraved letters on my forehead.  I had never seen this word nor heard of it.  After being home for a week or two, I was watching a Jewish teacher one night on TV.  He said a name that evoked that feeling as I lay in my bed awaiting them to take out the breathing tube.  I immediately asked my husband what that word was and meant.  When he told me, I began to weep.  That word was Yahweh.  Here is what it means:  
  1. a form of the Hebrew name of God used in the Bible. The name came to be regarded by Jews ( circa 300 BC) as too sacred to be spoken, and the vowel sounds are uncertain.

I did nothing but read my Bible.  Watching TV felt strange to me, on the outside I was emotionless, it was hard for me to cry even though I felt that way inside.  I wanted to be outside at all times.  To me, that was the most peaceful place to be and the closest I felt to God.  My Mother sat with me and we had many talks about life and how God had blessed us with a second beginning.  Our relationship had been strained from past mistakes and it bordered on guilt and shame.  I had forgiven my Mom while in the hospital and when I came home, she stood on the stairs, crying and looking scared to even look at me.  That's when I told her I had forgiven her...that was the day we got to start over.  What a true blessing that had come from something so bad.  But that was only the beginning.   I lived in fear....fear of death.

Many years before any of this, my husband and I had been in the Church Ministry.  Dedicated and devoted were we!  But then, somehow, we became hurt, crushed and felt abandoned by others.  So we left our church and our pastor.  For 8 long years, we wandered.  On the path, off of the path...what a tormented time that all was.  But, never did I ever believe for once that God had given up on me.  I knew it was I that had strayed.  But I still lived in fear.
The months leading up to sepsis, I had a strong fear that something bad was going to happen.  I began talking to our oldest daughter, making her understand that If we died, what all she would have to do.  I made arrangements for both of our daughters to be taken care of if that happened.  I even wrote out a will of some sorts.  That's when I started to pray again, reading my Bible, talking to God.  I remember praying "please God, let me live to raise my daughters."  I just knew something was going to happen.  My family can vouch for me, always talking about death and making arrangements.  There was the fear...

MY Grandmother passed away after a weekend visit with her.  We sat up late the night before we were to leave and talked.  We always talked.  She told me she was ready and she had even given the girls little nick knacks because she wanted them to have them.  We got to say our goodbyes and didn't even know it.  Then my Aunt, who had helped take care of me during the sepsis ordeal, had a stroke.  She passed away about a year later. Those were dark days....with lots of fear.

Now fast forward through all of the health issues I've had in the last year and a half, all of the health issues our youngest has had, and my husband and other daughter.  Never in our history have we ever been through anything like this, ever!  Talk about fear...We have had money problems, marriage problems, but never health issues.  I believe that Satan was trying to kill me and my family but God had better plans.  For what reasons?  Just look around.   Just look at what all has happened with our world these past few months.  Christians are being persecuted, told that we are spreading hate and judging because of stating what the Bible says.  Our country is trying to wipe out the bad part of history.   Crazy weather is hitting all over the United States....I am 45 and have never saw what I am seeing today.    Inappropriate things are being taught and introduced in schools to grade school children.  My two daughters have a "whatever floats your boat" attitude that we have never taught them.  As long as it isn't hurting you, then it's ok.  They tolerate things without even blinking an eye, but then want to bash something so tiny to pieces.  "Gag at a gnat and swallow a camel" comes to mind.  Things we have never taught them nor have lived.  What is happening all around me?  I turn on the news and I want to crawl in a hole.  I try to be positive and find beauty, but there is hatred all around me.  People are being divided.  It definitely can make a person feel fear.

I have so many things to say, to show, to witness about.  Most importantly, my daughters souls are part of that.  I will fight the devil until I take my very last breath for my miracles God gave me.  And yes, they were even miracles.  Both of them have a story behind how they came into this world.  God has always been in my life ever since I can remember.  One of my earliest memories was sitting on Mammaw's bed, waiting for her to come to bed, telling the devil how he had really messed up.  How he had a great thing being in Heaven and how it messed it all up by wanting more.   Mammaw always told me that there was something special that I had to do.  She always thought it might be missionary work.  But that has never been in my thoughts, lol.

I will say this and sign off for now.  Please give your hearts to God if you haven't already.  Pray for this country.  Pray for lost souls.  And READ your Bibles.  Don't listen to men and their opinions, read for yourselves and let God show you right from wrong.  The Bible says to study to show yourselves approved.  We have a big test coming up and if we do not study, we are gong to flunk.  We won't be getting a bad mark on a piece of paper, we are facing an eternal mark.  Just think of this:  You know how when you are in an argument and plead your case with what you think are valid points?  How you can win someone over to your side with proof and facts?  The Holy Spirit is pleading with us, presenting facts plainly.  It is up to us to acknowledge them and make things right.  Our opinions will not stand before God.  I no longer live in fear.  God's name was written on my forehead. 
"I never knew you: depart from me, ye that 

work iniquity"...Don't let these words be the 

you ever hear from God.