The next week I came home and saw a bowl of white icing that smelled like coconut. Yummy! I only tried a little bit. "Mom!" they shouted, "that is our homemade shampoo!"
So when I saw the sign that said Do Not Eat...I asked first...and I'm so glad. These little treats are homemade bath salts!
When we woke up on Saturday morning, Ruthie came rushing in to tell us there was a little car out front and a big truck out back. Oh my! We wondered what was up...until I remembered that my nephew had called to ask permission to hunt turkey on our property. This is my brother, Mike.
Later on Saturday morning, we went to church for our annual Ladies' Tea. It was so nice. The tables were set up by different volunteers. I think the above table was set by Joyce. I enjoyed seeing all the different styles. I will post a bunch here for those of you who googled Ideas For Tablesettings:
Christy set her table using her Grandmother Nonie's green glass dishes. I really liked these dishes, especially the unique teacups. (Christy really likes these dishes too and hopes one day they will be hers!)
I sat with my friend Charmaine, who set this table. Those beautiful plates are actually Corelle! Of course, we shared our stories of dropping Corelle and watching it smash to smithereens. I forgot to ask if the centerpiece doily is handmade. Sure is beautiful.
We had a good size group!
There was a funny skit.
Joyce sang her song, "Even in the valleys, God is Good. " Joyce knows all too well about being in the valleys since she watched her second husband go home to heaven this year. Her daughter, Robin, is always telling folks about how strong her mother's faith is.
My daughers sang their two songs. Even Sarah got to sing up front...but it sure wasn't planned! The speaker asked her to come up front to lead the song, "Create in me a clean heart."
We were also thrilled that Maggie's occupational therapist, Melanie, and her children were able to come. All the children were so well behaved this year. Thank you Ladies' Fellowship for a wonderful morning of memories.
We came home and took naps. Later that evening, Mike, Lizzie and I drove out to the rural countryside and had a deer run into us. Mike was driving Anna's truck. No one was hurt but we sure felt badly for Anna's truck that she enjoys so much.
Fortunately the deer was killed instantly. (That is not blood near his mouth...that is tar on the road.) The sad thing is, the deer looked perfect lying on the road. Poor little guy, see his antlers? That is our first ever being hit by a deer.
Many blessings ~ Kathie