Archive for October, 2009

Oct
31

The Beauty of Nature

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Yesterday was unusually warm and windy for southern Kentucky this time of year.  The sun was peeking out from behind the clouds and when the light hit the trees it was if nature was saying, “Behold the glorious works of God!”  So that’s what I did and I thought I’d share the view with you.

Randolph Road

Randolph Road

Barn on Randolph Road

Barn on Randolph Road

Shed at Grandma Layne's farm

Shed at Grandma Layne's farm

Tree at high school

Tree at high school

Another tree at high school

Another tree at high school

Another tree on Grandma Layne's farm

Another tree on Grandma Layne's farm

Ec 3:11
God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end.

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Oct
30

Why the chiropracter is my best friend

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Around my house it’s not the cereal that goes snap, crackle, pop: it’s me.  Mainly it’s my neck and shoulders that give me problems. I was fifty years old before I visited a chiropractor. I’m not sure why I waited so long, but now that I’ve been to one (a very good one) I don’t intend to stop.

Dr Kellypic (2)This is Dr. Kelly Scatena, my chiropracter. She looks like she’s not old enough to be out of high school, doesn’t she? I promise she is. She has certificates on her wall to prove she went to college and Chiropractic school (I checked).

At first I was dubious about the benefits of getting adjusted, but not any more. One of our twins had scoliosis and after one year of treatment the x-rays showed the scoliosis was gone.

For awhile I took a glass on how to make stained glass. Part of the process requires cutting the glass and it’s sort of tedious and requires applying pressure with the glass cutting tool. I didn’t want to “mess up” as my boys say because glass is expensive, so I tried exceptionally hard not to make a mistake. During the weeks I took the glass I had to visit Dr. Kelly on a fairly regular basis. It seems I carry all the tension in my body in my neck and shoulders (she says most women do).

After the class ended I got better…until recently. It seems that NanaHood is sending me back to Dr. Kelly weekly. I’m spending so much time at the computer (and my posture is not the best) that the tension is once again causing problems for me. I don’t feel the tension while I’m working but when I go to roll my head around…snap, crackle, pop.

And so I go see Dr. Kelly and we have the same conversation we had the week before. It goes like this….

Me: My neck and shoulders hurt.

Dr. Kelly: Are you drinking lots of water?

Me: No, I don’t like water

Dr. Kelly: (heavy sigh) Are you working on the computer eight hours a day?

Me: On a slow day.

Dr. Kelly: (heavier sigh) I’ll see you next week.

Evidently the fact that I refuse to drink a lot of water (never more than a sip) is really bad for me. And the fact that I consume water in mega-doses of coffee and tea doesn’t seem to impress her.

If you don’t have a chiropractor, find one, especially if you are a computer fiend like me.


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Oct
29

Barbie Mania by Nana Gaye

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My mother was an excellent seamstress..  With three daughters, she did her share of sewing for us and also making doll clothes. She started making Barbie doll clothes about 1960  when my younger sister and I got our first Barbie dolls.  Every Christmas we would get a box of Barbie clothes.  My oldest niece was born in 1974 and as soon as she was “Barbie” age, she also got that special box and so on down the line. It seems nearly every Christmas there was a box of homemade Barbie clothes under the tree for some lucky little girl.  I started making Barbie doll clothes soon after my third son was born.  I first sold them at craft fairs, etc.  After all those boys, I loved making pink things with lots of ribbons and lace! My mother died in 1994 and by that time there was a great niece Barbie age at Christmas.  I made the box of doll clothes that year and following  years for great nieces.   In 2006, our family was blessed with 4 baby girls who are now just about Barbie age.   This Christmas there will be six boxes of Barbie clothes under the family Christmas tree!  Guess who will have the most fun on Christmas Day dressing the dolls……my sisters and I who are all over 50!

This is the first year that I will be making Barbie clothes for my own granddaughter.  I hope she will enjoy them as much as I did.  She has a new baby sister so the saga will continue for at least a few more years.

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The wedding dress is a replica of Princess Diana’s gown. It took me an entire day to make it. I could have made myself 3 or 4 dresses in that length of time.   That little bitty sleeve is in three separate parts and that collar is a nightmare to attach. The dress and train takes 1 ½ yards of fabric and that is a lot for a 11 ½ doll!   I have only made 2 of the dresses and do not intend to make anymore!

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This wedding dress was made by my mother and is on one of my childhood Barbie’s.  I treasure that dress.  This white lace dress was made by my mother and is shown on my old Midge doll circa about 1964.

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I have all of my mother’s old Barbie patterns.  One of my favorite is this nightgown and robe.  I have ordered several older patterns from eBay.

These are two more of my favorites.  I have made that black and white short dress in many different colors but the black and white is so sophisticated!

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I love the black velvet evening dress and little girls love to touch it!  Notice all my pretty dolls. I have bought these over the years for around $4 or $5 dollars usually just in a swimsuit.   You cannot find really pretty Barbies anymore unless you buy the expensive dolls. I absolutely hate the ones with pink hair, etc.

I have an entire closet full of fabric suitable for Barbie clothes, yards upon yards of ribbon and lace, lots of tiny buttons, shoes, hats,  and fabric roses.  My mother could look at something and make it, but I am not that talented.  I can put two or three patterns together for a “new” design but that’s as far as my creativity goes.  My least favorite part of Barbie sewing used to be hand sewing on  all those tiny snaps.  Thank the Lord for Velcro!

New for me this year, will be making American Girl size clothes.  A few weeks ago, my sisters and I took a vacation together to the Smoky Mountains.  Since we each have a three year old granddaughter . We found a doll store and went wild!

And before anyone asks no, I can’t make Barbie clothes to sell this year……..I have 5 great nieces  and a granddaughter to sew for this Christmas.   Maybe next year!

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Oct
28

Doggone it, I love dogs

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What I love about dogs

(1) You can tell them anything and they won’t be shocked. They won’t repeat it and they won’t make a thoughtless comeback.

(2) They almost never have a bad hair day.

(3) They don’t try to impress you, even if they have a pedigree.

(4) They are loyal and devoted, even when they are neurotic.

What I don’t like about dogs

(1) They pass gas in the car (Well, everybody does but dogs smell worse. There is nothing worse than being in a car with a dog who ate broccoli casserole. I left it on the table and he had a late night snack)

(2) They roll in stinky stuff (I caught one rolling on my sweatshirt, what does that mean?)

(3) Male dogs with too much testosterone are overly friendly. (One time my nephews were visiting and one of them came to me and said, Aunt Teresa, Murphy(the dog) really likes my baby brother!  I dropped what I was doing and went running!

(4) They lock themselves in trucks.

Guy from gas station trying to get Sam out of truck

Guy from gas station trying to get Sam out of truck

Sam (my son’s dog) was helping him clean out a truck this morning when he decided he’d rather take a nap. He locked the truck and we had to call for help.

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As you can see by this photo when we got the truck open Sam was not worried about his situation. In fact, I think he was wondering why we woke him up.

Dogs, you gotta love em!

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Oct
27

Whispers from God

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When my five children were young the only time our house was quiet was the middle of the night, and sometimes not even then. My children are part of the “plugged in generation.” They can listen to I-pods, have the television blaring and text message on their cell phones while doing homework (or they say they can). I can’t do that. When I really want to concentrate on something I have to have total quiet. These days that’s easier to come by than it once was.

I worry about a generation who thinks they have to have noise 24/7.  I wonder if they can find inner peace without turning everything off and listening to the quiet. I know that just because I think better when there is silence, doesn’t mean that everyone does but I wonder if those who are constantly surrounded by noise know what they are missing.

Remember Elijah? Tired and so discouraged that he was ready to die he said, “I have had enough, Lord.” But God wasn’t done with him yet. Elijah climbed a mountain and came to a cave, where he spent the night and then something weird happened. God told him to go outside the cave and stand there.

And as Elijah stood there, the LORD passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave. And a voice said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”(l Kings 19:11-13)

Try to imagine the noise from the rocks falling and the wind, the sound of the earthquake and then the roaring of the fire. Then suddenly total silence and out of the silence comes the “sound of a gentle whisper.”

God knew where Elijah was and he already knew why Elijah was in the cave, but God had a plan for Elijah, a mission, and He wasn’t finished with him yet. God reminded Elijah of his power and strength through a wind, an earthquake and a fire, but when he wanted Elijah to listen he whispered. Sometimes I fear that I have missed the whispers of God.

If I want to hear them then I have to listen and I have to pray. I think that’s what Paul was speaking of in Philippians when he said, “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this, you will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4: 6-7)

When our daughter, Rachel, was seven months old she got very, very sick. We rushed her to the hospital and they did a spinal tap. The diagnosis was spinal meningitis. For three days we didn’t know if our little girl would live and if she did live we knew there could be complications. Rachel is 25 years old now but I still remember the cold, hard tiles beneath my knees as I knelt in her hospital room and prayed. I remember holding onto the metal bars of her crib and whispering prayer after prayer after prayer.

Years later I was putting her to bed one night and we were saying her prayers and she asked me a question I’ve never fogotten. “Mommy,” she said, “Does God hear us when we whisper?”

I thought back to the agonizing days and nights when she was in the hospital. My answer was easy. “Sometimes, ” I said, “He hears us best when we whisper.”

Does God whisper to you? Sure he does, maybe not like he did to Elijah on the mountain, but he speaks through his word. We just have to be still and listen.

“Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the Nations, I will be exalted in the earth!” Psalms 46:10

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Kate Gerbitz grandchildren call her Mamba (the oldest grandchild got to name her).

Mamba Kate, husband Gary and grandchildren: Grady, Emeline, Jane and Kate

Mamba Kate, husband Gary and grandchildren: Grady, Emeline, Jane and Kate

According to her daughter, Leah, “Mamba is one of those Nana’s that all my friends envy because she really wants to be a part of every facet of her grandchildren’s lives…

kate laughing

She wants to hear their stories, play their games, learn their school lessons, watch their movies, read their books, talk about their friends and help solve their problems.

Savoring the moment

Savoring the moment

Leah says, “I think Mamba’s grandchildren love her so much because while their parents may rush them, Mamba takes her time and lets each small thing take on a life of its own.  A short story book may take 30 minutes to read because it leads to multiple other stories and discussions.  Also there is nothing too silly for Mamba to do…she might amuse the kids by doing yoga in a parking lot during a stop on a road trip….or she might lead the kids on a walk around a small block that takes an hour because there are so many things to collect on the road.  Mamba lives in the moment just like her grandchildren do, and they love her for it.”

Mamba on slide at grandchild's party-who said only the kids get to play!

Mamba on slide at grandchild’s party-who said only the kids get to play!

Not only do her grandchildren love her, but her two daughters, Leah and Leslie, and their husband’s John and Robert want her to know how much they love and appreciate her too! Oh yes, and husband Gary thinks she’s pretty special as well!

Congratulations again to Mamba of the week, Kate Gerbitz.

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