The Don Price Story

My husband has started a new blog. It is dedicated to his father, Dr. Don Price. His father has a wonderful testimony of how he found Christ in prison. He grew up in a bootlegger's home in Indianapolis in the early 1900's. His whole family was involved in crime and in and out of prison.

Terry's (my husband) father passed away several years ago, but fortunately, we have preserved a video of his father telling his story. We are in the process of putting the video on the internet and have uploaded the Introduction and Chapter 1. There will be about 8 chapters in total. I will let you know when I have uploaded a new chapter. Just scroll down to the beginning of the blog to read the whole story. Please take the time to watch him tell his story--you will be blessed.

Just go to www.thedonpricestory.com

My Special Box

I'm still making my little boxes. One of my friends ordered two so she could use them for her pearls that she bought for her special granddaughters. I thought that was a great idea since the box would also be part of the gift. Anyway, I'm having fun with these boxes!

Daddy's Hands

I sang this song a few times this past week and thought I would share it with you. Parts of it remind me of my dad and I hope it reminds you of your dad, too.

My Wedding Album

I just thought this looked pretty. After a few years of not knowing where my wedding pictures were (a few years out of 40 years isn't bad, right?), I finally came across them, opened them up and had a good laugh. We looked so young and innocent.

So, my co-worker and I brought our pictures to work so we could share and I brought them home in a fabric bag with handles on the top, along with several music books. When I got out of the car, I was distracted by something (it doesn't take much) and left this cloth bag by the side of my car all night! During the night it rained, and rained hard for a long time. The next morning, my husband looked out the window and said, "Did you leave a bag out all night in the rain?" I about had a heart attack! My wedding pictures were in there!

I ran out and got the bag which was dripping wet, and brought it inside. I immediately got my wedding album out and it was also dripping wet. I was afraid to look inside, but I opened it up and, thankfully, the pictures were dry! The album now has a very antique look (water-stained), but my pictures still look good. I can't say the same for all my music. I just laid everything out to dry and eventually it all did. Talk about feeling really dumb! My picture was taken before the incident, so the album still looks pretty good. Just thought you'd get a laugh out of this little story.

Our Clay Pendant Class

Well, our clay pendant class at Elmcroft was a great success! I had a crowd there (about 12 residents) and even the daughter and granddaughter of one of the residents came to help out! The residents loved making the pendant because they had no trouble kneeding the clay (which was good exercise for their hands) and flattening it out. Some of them wanted to make round pendants instead of square, which was fine. I prefer to let them be their creative selves instead of telling them they have to do it my way. That way they "own" it and love it even more! We made about 20 pendants all together. Some of the residents had to go to the doctor and couldn't be there, so I said we would make them one, and they were happy. I guess I will have to do another clay craft real soon. The centers of the pendants are kind of hard to see (especially in a photo on here), but that's what makes them unique. In real life, people like to peer into them and figure out what the image is in there. At Elmcroft, my residents are from 85 to 92 years old, and they did a great job!

Journaling anyone?

Okay, so I came up with something else to attach my tatting to. I have always like embellished journals and have wanted to do this for a long time. I wish the journal was a pastel color, but I'm not complaining because it was a great price and I love the word "faith" in the middle of it. That word says alot to me. We all need to have faith, right? The slogan, "Keep the faith, baby" has been around for a long time. I am thankful that I have faith in God and Jesus Christ, because that is all I need in this life to keep me going. I can't have faith in my government, because look what has happened. I can't have faith in people, because we are all human and we all fail sometimes. I can't have faith in things, because they decay and go away. So, I enjoyed working on this book because it says something positive to me, and I hope to others.

Angels Watching Over Us

I have always loved angels! I believe in them and feel that they really do protect us from harm. I have made various angels over my lifetime and I have a very creative sister who has also made many angels. This is one she made about 10 years ago for me. It is covering an air freshener--remember when those were popular? It's about time for them to come around again, right?Everything old is new again. Anyway, this little angel has such an innocent quality about it. I say "it" because I don't think angels are male or female. But I have tried to make a male-looking angel in the past, and I just couldn't make it look good. So I gave up and now, all my angels have a female look. I make angels because I want people to look at them and remember that they have a Heavenly Father who watches over them. And, these days, we need all the help we can get!