Friday, November 8, 2013

Describe an object in the room without mentioning it by name.

They shouldn't be here anymore. They had a place of honor in full sight of everyone who entered that space weeks ago, but this has got to stop, even though I love the vivid colors they are splashed in and the way they curl and twist in place.  The colors are only basic ones - red, yellow, orange, green, and blue - messily applied to twenty rectangles by a careless childish hand, but they brighten my face whenever I come in and see them hanging there, defying anyone to remove them.
This morning I joked about how if I made regular minor alterations this object could stay up forever, but that's probably not a good idea. Soon a close cousin will be installed in the same location and take it's turn standing out vibrantly against the light coming from behind it.
I wonder how I will craft their replacement? I know Pinterest+imagination+whatever-I-have-lying-around-the-house have SOMETHING for me, but what? Time to trawl the shiny waters of the internet (again. Still.).

Headless Hessian Horseman

Elle est magnifique, non?
Well don't ask ME where that French came from!

Alright, so sans horse this fellow may be, but I feel like a proud mummy*.

*Pun intended, it was suffocating in there.

CHRISTMAS TIME, OH CHRISTMAS TIME...

...my glee is so unchanging.

Yes, see me smile!
Seriously, we're a week into November. I spent two weeks of my life building my huge and magnificent and FIRST PRIZE WINNING costume, so I definitely plan to spend a lot more weeks on decorating in honor of JESUS!
So, here are some blurry, captured-on-webcam picsies of the 3D origami stars I just learned how to make. Tomorrow, the kids and I will make a HUGE one with tons of full A4 sized pieces of paper and it shall be magnificent. Thus sayeth I.

Me proudly crafting because
who cares about taking a brain dump?
On another note, that 750 words brain dump thing REALLY doesn't get me. Or I fail to be inspired by it. Either way, it feels too pressure-y. I'd rather write when I have something to say. Stuffing a bunch of extra words in just to meet a word count seems like a waste of time to me. I know it works for lots of people, but I suppose they are wordier than I am. Well, wordier than I am more often, heh.

Also, here's the oh-so-beautiful link to these oh-so-beautiful starsies which I promise I shall make oh-so-many of 
And now, without (much) further blathering, I present my new favoritest cool person (and his assistant)...behold!







Bing Crosby - the voice
of Christmas and of calm.
Now for when you go ahead and make your own stars while having a listen to the way this man (*sweeping gesture* to the right) croons Christmas carols. Revel in the way he transports them beyond mere words and music to hymns of warmth and adoration of our baby Saviour. He, and Judy Garland's "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" are the soundtrack to my celebration of Jesus's glorious birth.



Thursday, November 7, 2013

Take the Name of Jesus With You

Words: Ly­dia O. Bax­ter, 1870
Music: W. How­ard Doane

Take the Name of Jesus with you,
Child of sorrow and of woe,
It will joy and comfort give you;
Take it then, where’er you go.
Refrain
Precious Name, O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of Heav’n.
Precious Name, O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of Heav’n.
Take the Name of Jesus ever,
As a shield from every snare;
If temptations round you gather,
Breathe that holy Name in prayer.
Refrain
O the precious Name of Jesus!
How it thrills our souls with joy,
When His loving arms receive us,
And His songs our tongues employ!
Refrain
At the Name of Jesus bowing,
Falling prostrate at His feet,
King of kings in Heav’n we’ll crown Him,
When our journey is complete.
Refrain