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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Please vote for me

Please vote for my entry at http://www.whyilovemyride.com/photo.php?intPhotoId=18 It could win Co-op Services Love My Ride Sweepstakes!

Thank you so very much!

And, thank you again for voting EVERY DAY too!!!!!! Yahoo!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

365 Health and Happiness Boosters

In every single moment, we have the choice to be happy or not. No matter what is going on, we can choose to focus on what is right, what is good and whole in ourselves and our lives, and what options we have in any given situation. In other words, we can choose to be happy no matter what.

~MJ Ryan

Monday, May 23, 2011

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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FB RAK requested, please

Hey my friend Lindsay started a facebook page for my pet sitting business, called Paw Lover.

Would you please go to the page and click the "Like" button! She just needs to get 25 likes in order for it to be an official page!

Thanks so much!!!!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

My May Summer Mini Special 5/1 - 5/25/11

Hi Everybody!

My special in honor of the SU Summer Mini starting,
I'm offering FREE SHIPPING/HANDLING w/your first order of $25 from the new SU Summer Mini from me and as an added BONUS you can also take advantage of FREE TAX if your order totals $50.

I'm hoping to place my personal demo order before the Memorial Holiday weekend in case you wanted to join me.

The Buzzard, the Bat and the Bumblebee

THE BUZZARD: If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.

THE BAT: The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble Creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

THE BUMBLEBEE: A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there Until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists,

until it completely destroys itself.


PEOPLE:In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up!

Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, But faith looks up! Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly and trust in our Creator who loves us.

SEND THIS TO A FRIEND ... I did.


'Give your smile away!'

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Hope & Encouragement for Mother's Day

A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life. She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and mother. She wondered if the time and energy she invested in her husband and children would make a difference. At times she got discouraged because so much of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated.

It was during these moment of questioning that she heard the still, small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart.

You are a wife and mother because that is what I have called you to be. Much of what you do is hidden from the public eye but I notice. Most of what you give is done without remuneration. But I am your reward.

And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men; Knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ. Colossians 3:23-24

-Excerpt from Roy Lessin, DaySpring co-founder and writer



Mother's Day for the Motherless Daughter
My mom used to dance in the mornings.

A happy, shameless jig in her PJs right there out in the driveway as my dad drove us off to school. She'd dance and wave and grin and I could feel the love well up from my toes to my nose. It spilled out of me-this being someone's daughter. Loved. Cherished. Celebrated.

She's been dead now 18 years to the day since I turned 18.

Time passes and with it go the birthdays, anniversaries, new babies, first steps, preschool orientations, international moves, new jobs, hair color changes. And each milestone is a mile more in the road that we don't walk together.

I am the motherless daughter
If you are too, can I take your hand?

Let the part of you that never got to grow up with a mom weep if she needs to. You are beautiful and loved and not a single tear falls to the ground uncherished by the Father God who holds us both.
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Psalm 56:8


You are your mother's daughter, created in your Father God's image. And nothing can break that.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Mother's Day (thoughts from Dawn)

We never know the love of the parent until we become parents ourselves.


The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.


A mother understands what a child does not say.


A man loves his sweetheart the most, His wife the best, but his mother the longest.

Wishing you all a very Happy Mothers day.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Donated Doorprize to MCS Bowling Fundraiser


Set of 10 cards & 3 matching bookmarkers in the vase

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Occassions Mini Carryover Items

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1st Sunday of Easter

Have a BLESSED EASTER!

Remember that he died on the cross for our sins and on the third day...

Matthew 28:2-6 – He is not here; He has risen, just as He said...

There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.