The surplus of fresh garden tomatoes given to us this year by neighbors and friends have been marvelous. We've eaten then daily, sliced, with sea salt. Yum!
But my husband's favorite tomato delight is fresh salsa. He does not follow a recipe, but adds diced tomatoes, onions, jalapeno peppers and cilantro until it satisfies his taste. Seasoning with a generous sprinkling of garlic salt, he will eat an entire bowl at one sitting with his favorite HEB Central Market blue corn tortilla chips.
The "made with tomatoes" treat that I relish is Rockfish's Mexican Shrimp Martini. (Okay folks, you don't have to add the splash of alcohol!) Adjust the peppers and seasoning to your palate...but for me...I prefer if hot. And for me...please add extra avocado.
Tomorrow night we are having fried green tomatoes. That sure takes this southern girl back to her Arkansas roots...where we said to-may-to, not to-mah-to.
Ahhh...the irresistible attraction, the wonder of a child's hand or footprint. The appeal knows no cultural boundaries. Why is that? Perhaps because it is so personal, a part of us, or our babies, or the children we love. The prints stir memories of sweetness and innocence, playfulness and delight. Or perhaps they transport us back to our own childhood. To a child, they make the expression, "See everyone? This is me."
Perhaps it is because I have babies on the brain right now, but wouldn't this be a great craft for Fourth of July? All you need is butcher paper, red and blue paint, and...the best part...a set of adorable, chubby little hands and feet. The result? A work of wonder!
Look closely at this photo of an early morning prayer time from my last India trip, and you will see the children's footprints on the ceiling, and handprints covering the walls. Playfully placed there several years ago along with those of current American team members, the prints delighted the orphans, who blushed with excitement and pride. The children to this day will take you to this hall and point out, in wonder, "This is my handprint!" During my visit I heard to my delight, "See Sister, here is the hand of Rebekah, and here is Joshua's." Viewing my own children's special handprints halfway around the world caused quite an emotional response of wonder within my heart.
Why would I carefully save this little handprint, crafted by my son, Joshua, for the past twenty-one years? Because of the wonder-ment of my son. A child, after all, is "His workmanship," the greatest work of wonder!
All systems are GO for the welcoming of Baby! Eagerly, Rebekah has cleaned and organized, leaving a "Daddy List" and "Grandparent List" with instructions for the BIG DAY! Since Baby will be born at home, special preparations were required.
Don't you love our treasured tummy shots of Mommy and Baby? Would you vote boy...or girl?
Mommy is trying to get plenty of rest for the hard work ahead, which could be any day. Grandma and Grandpa are keeping their cell phones close at all times, in anticipation of THE CALL.
A-n-t-i-c-i-p-a-t-i-o-n: the act of looking forward; visualizaton of a future event or state.
Yep. That describes the Messick/Drumsta families right now. Is there anything more exciting than welcoming a new baby?
My little study is my sanctuary. Here is a glimpse of the wall above my India silk draped window, displaying the verse from Psalm 46:10, "Be still and know that I am God."
It has become my ruminating, verse of the year! Don't you just love the easy-to-apply vinyl quotes so easily available nowadays so that we can "say it on the walls?" I purchased mine from Hobby Lobby.
My daughter and son-in-law just finished decorating their nursery in anticipation of the birth of their first born, a definite "gift...from above." The framed artwork was made by orphans from India, children dear to my daughter's heart.
Aren't nurseries fun? The little baby gown hanging from the shelf was mine, and the booties belonged to my daughter. Numerous touches throughout the room reflect her sentimental side.
"...write them upon the doorposts of thine house, and upon thy gates," or say them...on the wall!
Okay. When my kids were little, why didn't I think of this when I needed a hurry-up but still fun and special birthday idea?
Traditionally, these giant cookie cakes are made by my friend Sarah for family birthdays. What I think is cool is adding the chocolate chips in the shape of the birthday year, in this case a #2 for Sarah's adorable son, Conner Jack. Super simple and sweet.
Hmm...anniversaries and all sorts of occasions. I'm definitely going to use the idea. Thanks Sarah!
Continuing with the theme of GIFTING, but from a different slant...
I am grateful for people God has placed in my life who operate skillfully within their unique GIFTINGS. Here are two who are current big time blessings.
I love presents...whether giving or receiving them...I just love gifts! Can you tell what my love language is? Here are a few of the most recent happy, gifty things in my life.
Each year on Sunday School promotion day, my husband gives his boys a departing gift..some kind of cool flashlight. We always tag the gift with the scripture from Matthew 5:16, "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in Heaven." Dave gives his boys a charge...and a hug...and sends them off into the world of Youth Group. Sounds like something out of Narnia, doesn't it?
Waiting for my daughter's approaching baby shower this past Saturday was hard for me, as I was so excited to present her with this surprise. I commissioned my talented friend Heather to make it.
Here is Rebekah at her lovely shower, unwrapping her special...
...new custom-designed diaper bag! Be sure to visit Heather's site to view the adorable notepad and burp pads that she made to match.
In addition to the Saturday shower held at Christchurch, Rebekah's little church delighted her with another celebration on Sunday afternoon. I was so happy to give her this book (naturally, it is expected that Mom will give a BOOK!)...
...Leading Little Ones to God, the excellent devotional book Dave and I used in family devotions when our children were preschoolers. Dave even picked out a big book of stickers to give with the book, in memory of all the many stickers he awarded for review questions answered. One for your big toe, another on the ear lobe, then one in the middle of the forehead. Ahhh....those were the days. What fun we had.
Gifting. Just the thought gives me a happy surge of adrenalin, spelling L-O-V-E in my book!