Tuesday, May 29, 2012
True Woman | I'm Not Reading "Fifty Shades of Grey"
I'm so glad to see this blog, True Woman | I'm Not Reading "Fifty Shades of Grey". I am truly not writing this to judge those who are reading the book. I just know that for me, I want to preserve the sanctity of my marriage. That does not mean "anything goes". I wouldn't want to fill my mind and heart with lust any more than I would want my husband looking at provocative pictures or movies. The writer of this blog expresses it well. How do you feel about it?
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Baseball First Birthday, but a memory.
Wesley's first birthday has come and gone. And all I have left to show for it is this sad little instagram picture...
Wesley's 1st Birthday Cake |
I made the tragic mistake of clearing my memory card without triple checking to make sure I had successfully imported all of the photos from my camera. These photos were well over the 300 mark, including everyday silly pictures of my three little ones, Wesley's first haircut, his monumental first birthday, and our annual trip to the Riverbank Zoo. I was devastated to say the least. Thankfully I have a picture crazed family who, I am certain, has enough pictures just of Wesley face first in his cake to fill an album. Album, ha, remember those? [Al-bum noun: A blank book for the insertion of photographs, stamps, or pictures.]
I love making special cakes for my kids birthdays. My mom always did it for us when we were little: choo choo trains, cabbage patch kids. That is, until we were older and realized that substance-trumps-appearance and began requesting her chocolate chip cookie ice cream cake! The instagram picture above shows my horrible icing skills, but it was fun! The bases were made of little graham crackers I coated in white chocolate. And the billboard was a regular sized graham cracker coated in white chocolate. I carefully stuck toothpicks into the side of the "billboard" to hold it on the cake. The baseball didn't stay on the cake so well. It began to slide off a little and was melty and skewed by the time we made it to the ball field pavilion where we had the party. The little figure was an afterthought of my husbands, it is actually a little collectors figure of Phil Niekro, who I had the privilege of meeting once upon a time. Thankfully, despite its appearance, it still tasted really good!
I had lots of pictures of this little memento we made at his party (which are long gone), so I snagged this pic out of his room for you to see. Since I had his handprint on a baseball in the hospital when he was born (see here), I thought a ball with signatures of all of the guests at his first birthday would be a fun idea. I should have used a better pen for the signatures, because some didn't show up as well as others. But it is till something special that can stay in his collection for years to come.
Wesley's First Birthday Keepsake Baseball |
I had lots of pictures of this little memento we made at his party (which are long gone), so I snagged this pic out of his room for you to see. Since I had his handprint on a baseball in the hospital when he was born (see here), I thought a ball with signatures of all of the guests at his first birthday would be a fun idea. I should have used a better pen for the signatures, because some didn't show up as well as others. But it is till something special that can stay in his collection for years to come.
Pictures remind us of the moments we don't want to forget. Aside from the big milestones, there are moments like these everyday. When my baby boy runs to say 'bii bii' to daddy on his way out the door, or when all the kids shriek with excitement when he is home. When the kids race through the house chasing each other giggling with joy. Or when our girls make us sweet notes that say 'I Love You' for no reason at all. It's moments like these that get me through the whiny, fussy moments that can seem like an eternity at times. As for the pictures that I deleted into oblivion, I will have to cherish those memories in my heart and be thankful I had those times and that there will be many more to come.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Free Beach Towel
I've alluded to my business a few times in my blog posts, but never really told you what I do.
I own & operate my embroidery business Bold Impressions (follow Bold Impressions on Facebook). We embroider corporate apparel, personalized bags, towels, blankets, etc, and promotional products. One day I will take the time to tell you how my husband and I fell into this business, but for now I just want to talk about our current promotion. I think you will like it!
Buy 1 & we give 1 to a special child |
We are giving away -as in FREE of charge- a personalized beach towel to orphans in our local community for EACH personalized beach towel that our customers purchase. So, for example, when you purchase a personalized beach towel from us for your two children, we will also make a personalized beach towel for two children in local children's homes. We are already collaborating with Eagle Harbor Ranch, and we have other children's homes lined up for future recipients.
I would love to see this go national to other children's homes. How wonderful would it be for these children to have something of their own, when the world around them keeps changing and nothing seems constant. We can share God's love with these children by giving them something of their very own.
How can you help?
Join us on Facebook Message me with your order information (see below). Shipping is available nationwide, and we will invoice through paypal. If you would like, you can include with your order a note to the recipient of the free towel. We will deliver all the towels to the children's home once we have accumulated enough orders for each child, so they all get their own towel at once.
BEACH TOWEL ORDER INFORMATION (quantities are limited in some colors, we will confirm your order details before requesting payment) |
I knew you would like it!
Let me know if you have any questions. I look forward to working with you!
Thanks so much!
Rebekah
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