Thursday, June 21, 2007

Rhubarb ! ! ! ! ! !

I used to have friends that made wine - sigh...
My mom used to make awesome rhubarb pies - sigh...
I have pulled some for the compost and loaded a bin for the garbage man -- and this is what is left - sigh

Susie homemaker I'm not :) and all Katie wants to do is play ball. Where did I put that chuck-it? Come on, dog...
Later man, jan

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Saying Goodbye is tough...

Jake and Nikko spent a lot of time together...

waiting for the cabin to be built...
Jake was always braver than Nikko (specially in the water).

I wish I had a photo of the time the two of them treed that bear!

You could always find them curled up together on the same bed, resting up after a long day...

Jake was Peter's first dog...

... and had learned that it was safer to stay out of the way by the time Morgan came along...

Jake was always trying to lick my face and loved best to be snuggled by my side... I will miss him... we all will miss him.

Now he is with Nikko over the Rainbow Bridge in Doggie Heaven and I am sure there is someone there to throw the ball who will never get tired.

later man, jan

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

When I say "I Am A Christian"

I got this via email today and just had to share...

When I say, “I am a Christian”
~ Author Unknown

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting, “I am saved!”
I am whispering, “I was lost.
And now I’ve chosen His way.”

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t boast with pride,
I’m confessing that I stumble,
And need God to be my guide.

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong,
I’m professing that I am weak
And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say, “I am a Christian,”
I’m not bragging of success,
I’m admitting that I’ve failed
And can never repay the debt.

When I say, “I am a Christian,”
I don’t think I know it all.
I submit to the Lord in my confusion
And ask humbly to be taught.

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect;
My flaws are visible
But God believes I am worth it.

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I feel no less the sting of pain;
I have my share of heartaches,
Which is why I seek His name.

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I really do not wish to judge.
I have no authority to do so;
I only know that I am loved.

later man, jan

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Read your bible... Make up your own mind...

from a blog I subscribe to who calls himself nakedpastor. Check him out, he posts a lot and gives much food for thought...
later man, jan

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Morgan's Hulk Impression...

When Morgan eats something tart or cold or whatever, he makes this face... mum says "do the Hulk for us Morgan"... this was strawberries and evaporated milk :)

Peter also has his version...

Both of these actions produce images of children that "only a mother would love" - or a grandma of course...

later man, jan