Go ahead, cue the song from The Sound of Music.
7. blooming Confederate Jasmine
I'm pretty confident that this wouldn't smell so intoxicating if it were named "Yankee Jasmine." Just sayin'. . .
6. The Steve Harvey Morning Show
Apparently, Steve has found Jesus and cleaned up his act. I wouldn't know because I was never a fan of his stand-up or movies. But I faithfully listen to his morning radio program - and am usually laughing so hard that I am literally running off the road. He calls it like it is. I like people like that.
5. Mar Y Sol handbags
Does it get ANY cuter? http://www.shopmarysol.com/
4. Masterpiece Theatre
If loving Masterpiece is wrong, I don't wanna be right. It's the final bastion of civility on television.
3. Ipod shuffle
It has NO bells and whistles and is so-very-last-decade. It doesn't stream video or send emails or commune with extra-terrestrials. But my shuffle takes me through my afternoon walks, loaded up with Jamiroquai and Stevie Wonder and AC/DC. I love you, little shuffy.
2. U-pick strawberries
1. my Darling, my Man
This won't be a "current" fave, but a lifetime one. None of the usual cliches apply to him - he never leaves his socks on the floor, he does just as much housework as I do, and he always does what he says he will do. I still get giddy when I hear him mention my name. How did I get so lucky?
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Ahhhh, orchids. They require little care (just a bit of weekly watering) and their gorgeous flowers last for months.
I've bought them, already blooming. Then, when the prettiness disappears, I've tried to get them to re-bloom, but to no avail, usually because I'm too childish and impatient to continue feeding them for months on end while they "regather steam" to re-bloom.
But y'all, I stuck it out. And last week, when I saw these three little green buds (and new little leaf) on my kitchen windowsill orchid, I SQUEALED!!!!
My "green thumb" is more of a chartreuse shade, so you can understand how excited I was. To me, this feat was akin to completing a 10K or baking a souffle.
Please pardon the dirty dishes in the sink. This is real life, people.
A precious thought ocurred to me.
We are like these little buds on the orchid.
If we are in Christ, we re-bud. Our blooms don't become spent and then we wither away. We re-bud because He re-budded. He was resurrected! The same mighty power that lifted Our Savior from the grave lives in me and you - the Holy Spirit. (Romans 8:11) Try wrapping your brain around that one.
Oh, how lovely are Easter and orchids.
Hopefully, I'll have a fabulous post in a few weeks with photos of stunning blooms. Keep your fingers crossed. It'll be a first for me.