Here are the fill-ins:
- My favorite scent is ________________.
- I hope to __________________ this weekend.
- _________ is music to my ears.
- Home is where _________.
Here are my responses:
One of my favorites scents is fresh-mown grass.
I hope to get a new air-dry clay tile made this weekend. I also saw some really pretty paper clay ornaments on Pinterest that I want to read more about.
“The bills are all paid and we have $x amount left over to work with” is music to my ears! Too bad the radio doesn’t play that song too often around here. It’s okay, though. Heavenly Father gets us through somehow. He always has and always will.
Home is where you feel welcomed and loved. That can be anywhere, even in a cemetery. I know, I’m a weirdo, but one of the places that I felt most at home, most wanted, was at Sharon UMC cemetery. It is where my 3rd great-grandfather, Berry Madison Pressley, his two wives, and several of their children and grandchildren are buried. Going into that place was like walking into a huge, love-filled embrace.
Our daughter Maggie has a new blog for her furbaby Martha. You can find it at: Martha’s Daily Mews
Our Marine needs your help. Please see New York or Bust.
Have a blessed weekend, y’all!
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