Aw....Mondays and Much More

Hi Aw....Mondays I thought this was too cute not to share. Have a terrific week.

You know, Love is... always makes me smile.

A little bit of Blue Monday with my sky shot from the 25th of July. I had Sally on my mind and she never failed to amaze me with her blues when she hosted long before the Lord took her home to be with Him. Miss you sweet friend and this sky reminded me of you.

Loretta is the cousin of a high school friend of mine. I never knew someone could make you laugh out loud on a daily basis. She is a crack up on  twenty four hour alert. Tree stalker! Ha Ha Ha!

Loretta is a real person. No phoniness about her. Plus she served in the military. So I admire her crazy antics and her honor to our nation and it's people. I also do not advocate smoking but this was so good not to share.

A sweet memory. My hubby was dear friends with Pastor Ed Pettit. He baptized two of our daughters, this is Rebekah (1988). Pastor was at Saint Theresa Catholic Church in Pueblo back than. It is funny because Avery was raised in the Nazarene church but he and the pastor had a good friend who ran a Mexican restaurant and they would sit and talk for hours on end. He was a kind person and he loved his faith and did not believe in all the rules and regulations churches are so inclined to have. He believed in putting Jesus first. When our oldest son was baptized, at the church, the younger priest who thought he was running the big show. He hassled us about the baptism. My entire phamily had driven from Pueblo to come to attend this ceremony. Pastor Pettit wrote the parish priest a letter and said if even a handful of churchgoers there had the faith we had he would be lucky to have us at his church! The church sent us two copies of Jeremy's baptismal certificate. Pastor moved to Saint Patrick's church also in Pueblo by the time Hannah was born and he did the honors a second time. When Nick came along the kids were attending Assumption School in Denver so Pastor Bob Anderson baptized Nick. He left the church in the US to become a missionary in Rwanda at the height of the civil war there. I often think of his kind heart too. Although we had a simple wedding ceremony and were married by a pastor in Denver I always regretted not knowing that Pastor Pettit would have married us in a late night ceremony and than required us to treat him to breakfast! Ha Ha Ha! He stood for God Almighty and not man made traditions.

Birthday wishes for my birthday boy last Tuesday! I was doing my Dress Up Challenge and he faithfully takes my photos every day.

When your girls love you bunches!