THE NEW WINE IS GOOD…BUT I REMEMBER WHEN THE OLD WAS NEW…AND MISS THEM!
THAT OLD GANG OF MINE…!
That good old gang of mine,
When we first met they looked just fine…
Then Maev and Orla left
And I’m left bereft,
Replacements are coming on line!
Hayley* and the others, all right,
But I began to lose sight…
Of my reason to view
My Celtic crew,
Watching was less fun to do!
Chloe and Maread still there,
(I love what Chloe’s done with her hair)…
The others are all new,
Lisa Kelly’s gone, too,
It wasn’t just the music that lured me there!
I won’t go into details,
On which part or person(s) fair…
Just to say sight
Is no longer delight,
“My gang” just isn’t all there!
*Hayley Westenra—a member for a brief time–now also gone to other things!
(Celtic woman quartet with Lisa, Hayley, Meav and Chloe)
WELL-DONE MODELLING….OF THE RED DRESS!
RED DRESS WITH SAVING GRACE!!!! 🙂
“Laugh at the days to come” – Proverbs 31:25
I’ve been very blessed to be modeling frequently with my agency, Brand. This past Thursday I was booked to attend the Big Brothers Big Sisters Gala in Orange County as a model/hostess. It was emotionally amazing and rewarding.
When I received my booking information with the location, wardrobe requirements, etc. I didn’t stress one bit about the fact that I didn’t have a red dress, because 1) It gave me an excuse to shop and 2) I didn’t have a staple red dress in my closet and now I was going to.
Well, well, well. My patience was tested. Many of my girlfriends know I have skill when it comes to finding a deal in the shopping arena. But this time I had no such luck.
After going to 3 consignment shops (Crossroads, Recycled Clothing, and Buffalo Exchange), Ross, TJ Maxx…
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EXCELLENT TALE FOR TONIGHT….HALLOWEEN! 🙂
Vintage spooks from chilling tales, brought to you this All Hallows’ Eve by John Maguire…
Halloa! Below there,
So begins Charles Dickens’ short tale of the supernatural, The Signalman.
A ghost story of quality should be simple and use language to create atmosphere, tension and generally – to coin a cliché – raise the hairs on the back of one’s neck. Dickens delivers with a chilling compact example of a classic ghost story; a shocking account of one man’s haunting amidst rails and tram noises.
The tale first appeared in the Christmas edition of the magazine All Year Round, in 1866. It is believed that the master wordsmith used personal experience from his direct involvement in the Staplehurst Rail Crash of 1865. After surviving the tragedy, he nursed other victims, some of whom passed away whilst he was with them. Dickens suffered what would now be known…
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Today we looked at Psalm 66 1-11 and Malachi which talks about being tested and tried like silver, and God purifying us like Gold and Silver.
After looking at the process of purification of metals which involves the refiner standing attentively at all times watching the metal in the fire (parallel this with God’s attentiveness for us), we learned that the refining process is only complete when the refiner can see his or her image reflected in the metal (parallel this with we are made in the image of God).
A really happy and relaxed afternoon with great hymns (Father we adore you, Refiner’s Fire, and the Peruvian Chant – Glory to God), images, creative and thoughtful things to do (foil art, prayer tree notes, buffing and polishing coins til we could see ourselves in them), and a gift of chocolate coins to take home!