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Small Pleasures

    We've been sick this past week.  And today started to feel rather yucky too. So after a morning out working in the aggressive Nebraska wind, I felt I needed to create some spots of joy inside the house.  All the while my hard working man kept fighting the wind and dirt till well past dark.  He created a lot more order out there but I didn't get pictures of it all.  It turned out to be a beautiful Saturday at home. 
     
 I am really aware of how nice we have things and trying to put each thing into my memory and thank God for them....really treasure them.  When the news isn't so nice and there are so many unknowns around, it makes me stop and really get a perspective on what really matters.  So here are my little spots of joy for today that God gave us.  Thank you God.  


We plan to remodel the living room soon. And this wall is coming out. But today I could not bare to look at it blank ANYMORE!!!  So I dug around the basement and found this crate. 


I took my unfinished coffee table and brought it back to the center of the living room.  Went outside and brought in a hollow honey bee frame.  And found misc. treasures about the house to fill it with. The little basket has little cars and such for the littles to play with. 



Matt went grocery shopping tonight while I did dishes.  Thanksgiving Day  and long winter nights are coming  right up! 

Scuze the carpet......



The boy with the jeans with holes in the knees is mine too. He spent the day complaining of being cold and bored and not feeling well.  But he felt well enough to go lay on the basement couch and listen to a bunch of the football game.  Poor boy!  No wonder he felt foggy!   Actually, it will be nice to have this crud stuff over with before Thanksgiving Day.    And so there's my spots of peace and beauty!  Come see us anytime.  ~amy

Comments

Evie said…

Home is where the heart is. Love the pretty things and the family joys that surround it.
November 18, 2012 6:04 PM
Arla said…
Amy, I really liked this post. Neat stuff.
November 18, 2012 6:30 PM
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