Thursday, December 25, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
[The red/white is kidsI have the green one...it's a junior's cut and very stylish. Marshall has the blue short sleeve which is men's or unisex. The long sleeved one in the back is unisex. Water bottle, below, is stainless steel.]
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Tom's Shoes (one pair of shoes purchased = one pair of shoes to a child without...their next drop is Ethiopia)
Timbali Crafts (handicrafts/bags Swaziland)
AHOPE (bracelets, t-shirts, etc)
Samaritan's Purse Gift Catalog
Orphan's Ticket Home
Water for Christmas
Ten Thousand Villages
Now, can someone help me figure out what to get our nephews, 4-11? Something tells me one of you dear readers will know!
This shopping will make your heart feel full, not anxious. Let me know what you find!
Monday, December 1, 2008
We met some friendly soldiers...
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
What is Christmas really about, anyway? I often wonder what an "outsider looking in" would say after he watched a holiday season in the US. I'm going out on a limb here, but I doubt he would recognize it as the celebration of the birth of Jesus.
I don't have time to get preachy right now, but please watch the video. What could you do differently this year? What do you really need for Christmas? Lots of people around the world do have needs. Lots of those needs equal life or death.
Let me know what you think...
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Now before you get offended, it was really sweet.
We walked and talked on the way to Priscilla the minivan. She has a 21 year old son and asked if Silas was my only child, etc.
And then she said, "I have a Black husband too. My son looks a lot like your son."
I said, "Oh...you do." Smile.
That was not the time to go into lots of details. What will really be fun is when Marshall, Silas and I go back together and she sees my husband...my white husband. :)
Last week when I went to vote, we had a similar experience. I was wearing a t-shirt from a 5K race we did last year. The Librarian asked Silas if he ran with Mommy or something like that. I said, "Oh no, he wasn't born yet." And she said, "Well, he still could have been with you...you know, in your tummy."
Again I responded with something like, "Oh yeah, you're right" instead of going into details.
I don't mind people knowing Silas is adopted. In fact, I love to talk about it. I don't introduce him as my adopted son, just like my friend wouldn't introduce her son as the one conceived on birth control or delivered by c-section. Most times our story is obvious, but these anonymous instances where strangers just see a Mom and her son, well, those are sweet too.