Dictionaries & Wine Glasses = A Beautiful Day!

As I mentioned, I love Netflix! I have been watching a DVD of the teachings of Abraham by Esther and Jerry Hicks and I feel like I just can't get enough. The teachings are so life altering that I just want to soak up every single word. So I watch over and over and over and over..........

And in the meantime, Jim and I are continuing to explore Memphis and learn our way to new and exciting places. Last night we found a little area in Memphis called Cooper-Young not far from the Memphis University. It was a really quaint little area with 12 restaurants or pubs in a 3 or 4 block section. PLUS I found an old used book store with plenty of room to settle in and read anything you want. They told me to check back for some old dictionaries because they get them all the time.

Today we drove up to Arlington and found a wonderful antique shop. I headed home with another dictionary dated 1942. Yippppppeeeeeee! AND and a set of 12 antique wine glasses for only $7.50. I love finding beautiful dishes - and I love using them. I can't wait to serve a special drink in my new glasses to my grandsons and a delicious glass of wine to myself.

Life is good. Collecting and using beautiful dishes - J - O - Y!!!!!

Here's to the journey!

Netflix!

I love it!

Here's to the Journey!

Dictionary Heaven!

I hit the jackpot today. I went to the library to try to find a book written by Henriette Klauser and stumbled upon the library's used book store where I found 5 used dictionaries dating from the 1960s to the 1980s. Define me HAPPY! I also picked up 3 additional dictionaries at the antique mall and I can't stop smiling! Define me JOY!

Defining Life is very, very good!

Here's to the Journey!

Remembering Florida

Jim and I had a wonderful dinner this evening. Just after pouring a glass of wine I turned on my iPod to Chris Botti's A Thousand Kisses Deep. We have not listened to this music since we left Florida and it brought back vivid memories of sitting by the pool and sipping a glass of wine.

I think this is the first time I really missed Florida. But I belong in Tennessee! I would not trade this place for any other place in the world right now. Living close to Liz and Thadeus and our grandsons. Savoring the time together. This is my Joy.

Here's to the Journey!

Looking for Angels

I forgot to mention that yesterday when Liz and her family were here that Tucker and Rollin asked if I would take them to the attics to look for Angels. Of course I agreed and they rushed off to find their flashlights.

I'm not sure why the boys think that if I have Angels in my house (which I do) that they would be in the attic, but I am all for helping them look. Our house is designed in a way that we have two attics with easy access. The first one is off the media room upstairs and the second is off the guest bedroom walk in closet. We quietly entered the first attic and the boys shined their lights all around. Both agreed they saw nothing and we headed for the second attic. This attic is a little bigger and we searched every nook and cranny, high and low, but they agreed again that they saw nothing - not even a mouse. (Tucker confided to me that he thought he would at least see a mouse even if he didn't see an Angel.) We all traipsed downstairs more than a little disappointed that no Angels were spotted.

As for me - I got another lesson in Joy! Joy is beautiful, innocent grandsons looking for Angels in Nanna's house.

Here's to the Journey!

Sunday Visit

When I was a young girl, my family would always hurry home from Sunday School, Mom would make her delicious fried chicken dinner with all the trimmings, and then we would just kind of laze away the afternoon until time for church again that evening. I remember many of those afternoons were times when family and friends would come and visit us. All of us kids usually played outside because there was so much to do. We lived next to miles and miles of woods and most of our visitors had never lived so close to the "wild". We had worn a path to a pond across the railroad tracks and over Old Chicago Road where you could swim or fish. In the spring we would pick wild strawberries on the way to the pond. But we always spent time playing in the woods.

These memories came to mind this morning as I was fixing breakfast and the doorbell rang. Jim and I had a lazy sleep in morning and had just finished our first cup of coffee at 10:00 am. We both went to the door and was greeted by Rollin first - he always runs to my door. Next came Tucker with a great big hug and then Fynneus sauntered (slowly) up the drive and into the house followed by Liz. After hugs and greetings, we invited them to join us for breakfast (second one for them) and Rollin and Fynneus happily agreed. After breakfast we played several rounds of animal Bingo on the living room floor, and I made up stories for Tucker and Rollin. "The Little Boy Who Made Friends With A Wolf" and "The Little Boy Who Always Forgot to Say Thank You" and "The Little Boys Who Liked to Race BMX" and a few more. They stayed a while longer, I packed sandwiches for their ride home and then they were gone.

All of this made me think of how special it is to live close to family and for them to stop by - unannounced - on a Sunday just because. I want Tucker, Rollin and Fynneus to have good memories of Sunday visits at my house. And I know this is a tradition they will carry on years from now with their children. Family getting together - no matter the day. Always knowing they are welcome with open and loving arms! Joy is passing on the traditions!

Here's to the Journey!

A Night At The Races

I went to BMX tonight for the first time to watch Tucker and Rollin racing. It was a blast and Fynneus kept us entertained on the side lines. At the end of the night Rollin won a trophy for his race.

Joy is my grandson trusting me to safely carry the trophy all the way to the car!

Here's to the Journey!