REAL FAITH, REAL LIFE, REAL FOOD...AROUND TOWN!
Elena and I, maybe around age 1 and almost3
Mom, dad, and I.
Yup, these are MY mitts, holding on to a steaming dish of bread pudding. I found this recipe in our local paper in October 1975, sent in by a TV news reporter named Buck Matthews. It truly is "comfort food". And for some reason, today I seem to be craving some comfort. yummy!
Tell me, is there anything better than a steaming hot bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup and a pan of hot, whole wheat rolls for the soul? Not on a blustery day like we have right now!! With wind chills in the negative 10, I'd say this is just what the doctor ordered.
tHIS IS MY NEW, FAVORITE COOKBOOK. I STARTED FOLLOWING SOUTH BEACH DIET PRINCIPLES A YEAR AND A HALF AGO, LOSING ABOUT 40# IN THE PROCESS. COMBINED WITH MY RUNNING PROGRAM, I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO KEEP IT OFF!! I HAVE BEEN USING THIS COOKBOOK SEVERAL TIMES A WEEK, AND SO FAR HAVE FOUND EVERY RECIPE I TRIED TO BE MOST TASTY. MORE IMPORTANTLY, MY FAMILY HAS ALSO FOUND THIS TO BE TRUE. THIS ONE IS A KEEPER!
Our two youngest, taken maybe 12 years ago. It seems like just yesterday we were helping them on with their snowpants and boots. Soon Sam will be driving, and Avery will be following close behind. Geez, I miss those days!
My dad and his first grandchild, our daughter Giselle, who will be 33 years old next month!
An old photo of Elena and I, taken at an amusement park near Pawtucket, R.I. called "Jolly Charlies". I was probably around 6 years old, Elena about 4. She's been gone now almost 4 years...passed away very unexpectedly. Praise God...I will see her again someday. I miss her greatly.
Here is an old photo of my dad and his father, my Pepere. This was taken maybe 3 years before my Pepere passed away into Glory. He got born-again just months before he died. After he got saved, there was no stopping him! He would call his daughter, my Aunt Janet, (who led him to the Lord), and tell her to come over and bring her Bible...he had someone he wanted her to talk to! He didn't feel comfortable in presenting the gospel to them, but he knew Janet could do a good job! And she did...for his few remaining months on this earth, she was able to lead many of my Pepere's friends to the Lord! Now we are praying for the same kind of miracle for my dad. And Aunt Janet is still in the picture...wooing dad with the Word of God. May the Holy Spirit continue His job of drawing dad to salvation!
When I was growing up, I spent every summer, from the day school let out, till a few days before school started up again, with my Memere and Pepere (French for grandma and grandpa) in Rhode Island. This is an old picture of their Rhode Island Reds, outside the chicken coop for a brief foray into the yard. I remember as a child, going into the hen house with my Memere, and gathering up the days eggs. She would pack them in cartons, and my Pepere would take them down to the Bishop Bends Club, where he would sell them to the members. My Memere and Pepere have been gone a long time, and I miss them dearly. Perhaps those childhood memories are why I am longing for chicks of my own. Maybe thats why I am a Farmgirl at heart.
