Help a Girlfriend Out!

What Bible study have you used that you highly recommend? I'm looking for something to do on my own as an individual study and I'd love to have your insight and suggestions.
Thanks!

Dannie & Melanie



The kids on Andrew's skate ramp and with his board



Love

Avery

We used our tripod and set the camera on a timer for some pictures in our yard on Sunday. The skateboard pictured is one of three Andrew got for Christmas 2008.

Andrew on Christmas 2008

The anniversary of Andrew's homegoing is next week, December 15.

Be still my heart.

A Very Short Fairy Fish Tale

Once upon a time...

There was a "40ish" woman

Who wanted to run away!

Away from laundry, dishes and mopping

Her usual household chores.

"I need blue skies, white sand and foamy surf," she cried.

No more dirty kitchen floors!"

So she donned her floppy hat to keep "crow's feet" at bay.
Grabbed keys, a drink, her girl and her man.

"To the beach we shall go. Chop-chop. No delay!" "But no pictures!" they cried, "We're tired of your Sony." "Yeah...right" she muttered, pulling her hair in a "pony." From the van to the water...she mulled over her plot. "Take photos, I will. A lot! A lot!"
Once on the sand, her hubby exclaimed, "The Shred is working!

Your abs are so tone~y."

But too bad, so sad...this pic's a fake-out.

A real phony.

And so is this one
With short hair.

It's not me.

It's Sharon Stone-y.

Now, listen my friends, parts of this "fairy tale" are true.

And we will live happily ever after

In the GREAT BIG BLUE.

But for now my little rhyming must come to an end.

And as for this mermaid,

The face belongs to my girl.

But the "tail" is pretend.

Mein Haus ~ Et... Siete Mas

Family at The Magnolia Pancake Haus ~ summer 2008
We were in San Antonio and I "googled" best places to eat in SA. We ate breakfast here 3 mornings in a row. One Fine Man got blueberry pancakes, Guitar Girl got buckwheat pancakes. TechSon got oatmeal cookie pancakes, SkateBoy got French Toast...and I got bacon pancakes and convinced One Fine Man to trade one of his for one of mine because savory and sweet are the PERFECT combination.

Caught in the rain while grillin' for TechSon's birthday party (3 yrs ago)

My son...in a wig...the wig that we have all worn around here...yeah, we do stuff like that. The soul patch is his. I won't be sporting one of those. I hope.
A cheese stick...

In receiving this, I am to tell 7 things about myself. I'll try to think of 7 things I haven't already blogged.

Thank you for the award, Mindy. Find Mindy blogging here.

* I sometimes read the dictionary for... fun? (I get distracted by so many etymologies.)

* The "sounds" of the FoodNetwork are soothing. (The "sounds" distract me from the runaway horses in my head. See? I just thought of Gunsmoke. Oh...Miss Kittie.)

* When a person's gestures don't match his words, it's distracting.

* My handwriting keeps me from writing by hand. It distracts me.

* Sometimes when I tell a story (talking), I get distracted by my own details. Writing is better.

* I like to write really silly short "poems." It's a fun distraction.

* I wrote two silly poems for Andrew (about Ted) to distract him from being in a bad place.

I am passing the award along to the beautiful Quirky Girl .

If you would like to, Quirky Girl, pass along the award and tell 7 things about yourself.

Edited ~ "REMAIN" ~ Morning Poetry & Pictures

Edited to add ~ The medical supply place in Gainesville sent boxes for us to return the medical stuff...wheelchair (hate typing that), feeding pump, i.v. stand (hate typing that, too). The boxes came a few days ago and startled me because I couldn't remember what it was for. They had Andrew's name on the label and it totally confused me for most of the day. Then it dawned on me.

Today, without warning, the UPS truck came for the boxes. We didn't have them ready. I cannot look at these things. I asked my husband to put them all in the garage weeks ago...8 weeks ago.

I haven't asked for prayer in awhile. I am asking now. My husband will have to do all of this because I just can't. But the UPS man will be back tomorrow and I will be here alone. I will have to get the boxes to him and I am so afraid of seeing those boxes. My heart beats faster and I get hot and choked up just thinking about it. So, I just need prayer for myself...for our family.

Thank you.

update to above ~ He is boxing the stuff right now. I will leave them in the garage and when the UPS man comes, I will just raise the garage door. It will be ok.

"Remain"

by Melanie Dorsey

Empty vessels,

Jars of clay
We are yours.
Have your way.
In us,
Around us,
Beneath us,
Everywhere.
In dancing,
In mourning.
Fill.
Empty.

But remain.

(photo by Linda Charlene)

Just going through some pictures...


So Andrew...I just love him...and oh...how I miss him.



The Fam...in Gruene, TX
Short-haired girl, shaggy boys!
That T-shirt One Fine Man is wearing is one of 2 I have threatened to burn. I have just seen enough of them...especially 2 years in a row in our Thanksgiving pic! But, I sure love the man inside the T.

(taken spring -09...before the nightmare began)

'Can't help lovin' that man of mine...

One Fine Man sent me the sweetest email from work yesterday. He is so patient with me. I have books everywhere, get the bed made maybe 2 x a week, leave dishes in the sink until a burst of adrenaline hits me...and I'm pretty much a mess most of the time now. But he loves me.