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Montage Monday:) A Week In A Peek

18 Apr

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege. 

~Charles Kuralt


Another wonderful week visiting with family and friends in Illinois. One of the most special blessings was holding my beautiful four month old granddaughter. 

A week in a peek…

Theme Song Thursday:) Old Friends

14 Apr

“While they talked they remembered the years of their youth, and each thought of the other as he had been at another time.” ― John Williams


The only thing better than meeting with old friends is… well, I don’t think there’s anything better than that. Today, Shirley and Mike came over to visit me and Mom in Elgin. We’ve known them for fifty years. Yep! Fifty years. 

I was a shy fourteen year old city girl when we moved to the suburbs for the first time. Hickory Hills seemed like a millions miles away from my old house and my old friends in Chicago. I was scared, nervous, and excited, all at the same time. The first people we met were the nice people next door. Shirley and Mike were a young twenty-something couple who immediately took me under their neighborly wings, and were the kindest neighbors I’ve ever known. 

Shirley always loved me like a daughter, and always said that my mom was like her adopted mom. We’ve been family friends for fifty years. So, when Shirley and Mike walked in the door with a beautiful lily plant, she hugged Mom and started to cry. Tears of joy.

We sat and chatted and reminicesed about the old days, the old neighborhood, friends, and neighbors. We shared lovely memories and smiles. It was as if fifty years ago was yesterday, because it was. With old friends, there is no time frame, no yesterdays, just today. 

Me and Mom and Shirley and Mike, just old friends, now and forever.

Montage Monday:) A Week In A Peek

11 Apr

“Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.” ― Ann Brashares


From menacing McKinney storms to shivering Chicago storms, it’s been an interesting week. Clouds, storms, rain, hail, warm weather and sunshine, and that was all in one day. It’s been a good week with friends and family. And the best part…holding my little Baby Belle.

A week in a peek.

Saturday:) Some Special Smiles Across the Miles

9 Apr

“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.” ― Thich Nhat Hanh


My dear friend Debbie came to visit Mom and me today. ( Debbie is my English teacher friend and we’ve been friends since the 70’s. She taught me proper use of grammar, including that it’s “Mom and me,” not “Mom and I.” It’s a long trek from her house in the city out to Elgin, but she always makes the journey. 

A nice visit with Mom, then we were off to a craft show, a wonderful lunch with deep dish pizza, and best of all… a visit to see my new granddaughter. Oh yes, and their parents, my handsome son and lovely daughter-in-law. 

Look at that smile! Isn’t she just the cutest!

Thanks Debbie. You’re a wonderful friend.

Friday:) Fun Flowery Crafting With Mom

31 Dec

“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”

― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables


Mom was getting ready to put a bunch of cute hard candy, wrapped in pretty flower paper, outside her doorway. She has a little glass bowl on a ledge outside her door where she puts candy. It seems to disappear in just a few minutes. Either there are a lot of people passing by in the hallway, or there is one candy burglar that takes all the candy. I thought it was too cute to waste. When I looked at the rosebud candy, I put on my thinking cap and came up with a craft idea for us to work on.

Mom punched two holes in index cards with a pencil, cut the curly ribbon, and laced the ribbon from the back while I painted a stem and leaves. We both tied the candy to the top of the stem with a knot, then curled the ribbon.

We had an assembly line going. We were only going to make about a dozen or so, but they were so dang cute, I said, “While we’re on a roll and already made a mess, let’s make some more.” We made thirty-five. Mom will use them as thank you notes for friends or for birthday cards. Mom is one of those old school ladies that writes a thank you note for everything, or sends a thank you note when she gets a thank you note. Never ending notes. (I don’t take after her.,so if you gave me a gift…Thank you…don’t expect a note.)

Pretty cute, right?

A fun flowery Friday crafting day with Mom.

Montage Monday:) ‘Twas The Day After Christmas…

27 Dec

Somehow, not only for Christmas but all the long year through, The joy that you give to others Is the joy that comes back to you. And the more you spend in blessing The poor and lonely and sad, The more of your heart’s possessing Returns to you glad.~ John Greenleaf Whittier


‘Twas the day after Christmas, but I wasn’t sad.

With wonderful memories, and fun that we had.

Now, a brand new grand-daughter, as cute as can be.

The family together, all under the tree.

When I count all my blessings, too many it’s clear.

Now, I won’t be this happy, ’till maybe next year.

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Sunday Sermon and a Merry Christmas~ a Good Way to Start Your Day 

26 Dec

Psalm 118:24 “This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it”


Christmas morning was very special to me, not because of piles of presents, lights, and decorations, but because of family. I spent Christmas Eve and day with my two sons, daughter-in-law, and our new tiny member, my first grand-daughter. 

This morning, my son, Joe, said that we could go to an early Mass at St. Norbert. He is up at 5 or 6 a.m. anyway. With a new baby and feedings and fussing every three hours or so, we went to 7:30 Mass. I assumed we needed to get there very early because it was Christmas morning. 

We were one of the first to arrive around 7. This gave us time to light the first candle in the dimly lit church. A candle of thanks for special blessings and gratitude for answered prayers. 

The Gospel, of course, was about the birth of Christ. Thus, the term Christmas. I won’t recount the story. It was a beautiful service with singing of all the well known Christmas songs. Merry Christmas. 

We stopped to pick up donuts and came back to a still quiet house. Presents were not opened until Lindsay’s mom arrived in the afternoon. The presents were mostly baby gifts, but the grandmas received beautiful framed photos.

The best Christmas present ever was being together with my family and endless hours holding my beautiful baby Belle. 

Psalm 118:24 “This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it”