Sunday, February 28, 2010

Happy Birthday Amie!!!

May you live long enough to be toothless!
God bless you!

The Fam

February Dreaming...runs in the family! (click on image to enlarge).

One of my girls wants a bike. I'm not telling which one, you have to guess who it is. Let me give you a hint though...she sometimes posts on this blog. :p Now, I have wants too: I'd like to visit Puerto Rico during the Carnivals; and tend to my garden; and cruise around an island in a small boat; and camp out in the mountains in a small cottage for a week or so; and play a few rounds of golf; and listen to el coquí singing his tune; and stare at the moon by the ocean; and gaze at a beautiful sunset from my beach chair perched under a coconut palm. Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I would love to find a friendly little spot to play a few hands of poker with a few pals (the kind of pals who love the game more than the money).

Who knows? Maybe if a wish really hard my dreams will come true before the month is over too..? Happy February 28 to you too my dear!


Ps. Is this a Leap Year? ;-)

Friday, February 26, 2010

Bike wanted :)

I'm in the market for a new bike...

But I don't want to settle for just any bike. I want it to be exactly what I'm looking for, something I'll enjoy so that I don't end up wanting to return it five months after purchasing it...

So obviously, it's going to have to fulfill certain requirements and standards.

First of all and most importantly it has to have drop handle bars. I don't care if it's an ugly scrawny bike with drop handle bars so long as it isn't a commuters bike with regular handles bars.

(regular handle bars like this)

I don't like to sit up for very long on a bicycle, I feel more comfortable on a bike and that I can move faster when I'm leaning forward. Plus it's always easier to ride the streets knowing I can squeeze my bike through tight crevices like in between cars and buses without being held back by wide handlebars.

Next my bike must be light, it must be a rode bike. I DO NOT want a mountain bike. We had one of those and it is just not a fun bike to ride, up a hill with a backpack or even on the flats.

One of my last requirements is that it has to be within my budget. I don't have a job yet so my money is a none regrow-able entity.

Right now I'm looking at these bikes as possible candidates...

I'm going to try and snag the parents this weekend and see if I can't get them to give me a lift to the bike shop :)

Fingers crossed I'll have a new bike before the month is over... ^_^

Woo hoo!


Thursday, February 25, 2010

Jumbo's Quote Of The Day

"Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional."

~Kathleen Casey~

The Last of the FebuBabies

Hip Hip Hooray, it's my "baby's" birthday today!!

Oh how time does fly--I can't believe you're 16!!! It seems like just last week that you were brand new and squeaking at me because you were chilly. Now you're all "growed" up with so much more to say :)

And for you my ahem, little one, an idea to consider as you continue along your way...

"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit."

May God Bless you with many more Happy Birthdays Sarah.

Love from,

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Farmer’s Donkey and the Well

One day a farmer, who had mistakenly left the gates to his dry well wide open, heard the cries of his trapped donkey that had accidentally fallen in. As the donkey cried out for help the farmer struggled to figure out what he should do.

After much deliberation, he finally decided it wasn't worth the effort to try to rescue the poor animal; and that the well had long needed to be covered up anyway. So he enlisted the assistance of a few of his neighbors and had them help him bury the well with the donkey still in it.

After agreeing to help, they grabbed shovels and began to shovel in dirt. As soon as the donkey realized what was going on he began to cry hysterically. It wasn’t long after, to the astonishment of everyone, the donkey’s cries became silent.

When the farmer looked down into the well to see how much dirt was still needed to fill it up, he was amazed at what he saw. With each scoop of dirt that everyone had shoveled on top of the donkey, the donkey had shaken it off and climbed on top on it.

As the farmer's neighbors enthusiastically continued to shovel dirt on top of the donkey, the donkey continued to shake it off and take another step.

It wasn’t long before everyone was cheering to see the donkey step out to safety over the edge of the well.

Life is going to throw dirt your way, all sorts of dirt.
The trick is not to cry about it, but to learn to rise above it.

Each of our troubles is a steppingstone in disguise.

Many have gotten out of life's deepest wells by
simply refusing to quit. Never, ever give up!

Remember These 5 Simple Rules to Happiness:

Free your heart of hatred – Forgive.

Free your mind of worries – Most never come true anyway.

Live simply – Keep a humble heart.

Appreciate what you have – Count your blessings.

Give more – Expect less.

Now, here’s how the story ends...

...The donkey later comes back and bites the farmer on the arm. The bite gets infected, and the farmer dies of septic shock. The end.

Moral of Story:

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, watch out that your primary focus isn’t simply to cover your ass — it might just come back to bite you! :)

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Earlier this week S & O had their first giveaway! We had acquired 426 followers and Valentines day was arriving so I decided it would be nice to have a V-day giveaway. The prize is going be a secret surprise, as the winner doesn't know what she'll be getting...but...there is no point in hiding it from you :D
This is a completely original romantic book, I designed the cover myself, by snatching pictures from the internet and scanning some magical paper that I already had.

(Back view)
This book was so much fun to make it has encouraged me to design more covers myself.

I also snuck in five little love poems, (well one was a quote) I put them on the end papers...

There is a lady sweet and kind,

Was never a face so pleased my mind;

I did but see her passing by,
and yet I love her till I die.

-Barnaby Googe

I also used the poems as page separators.

Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.


(I really like this painting)

See! the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea: -
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

~Percy Bysshe Shelley,

Kisses Kept Are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loathed to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes go wet
Waiting to be warmly met.
Keep them not in waiting yet;
Kisses kept are wasted.

~Edmund Vance Cooke

Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;

Then to that twenty, adde an hundred more;

A thousand to that hundred; so kisse on,

To make that thousand up a million;

Treble that million, and when that is done,

Let’s kisse afresh, as when we first begun.

-Robert Herrick; To Anthea

I also threw in one of my favorite bookmarks.

I m a g i n e

Dreams were meant to come true!

Sarah :D

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