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Whew! After a tough week, it’s Saturday, and I’m so very glad. I slept until 8:30, made some coffee in my new Keurig (the one I’ve had for over four years finally gave up, and Paul couldn’t resurrect it), and got back in bed to read. I’ve caught up on the news (none of it good), and I’m about to pick up The Nightingale from the tall stack of library books on my nightstand.

Paul told me that today is Anne Day*, but I still haven’t decided what to do with it. For now, I’ll enjoy this quiet time in our room. And I think that later I want to hit up the sale at Fuzzy Goat.

Knitting has been a reliable stress reliever for me these days, and I’ve got some finished projects to show for it. Recently I completed a self-fringing shawl that got me back into my knitting groove:

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And I made my sweet granddaughter a cardigan and hat. I just need to block the sweater and add a button and then it will be done:

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Last night on a whim I cast on for a shawl with Zauberball Crazy yarn that is really driving me crazy — the yarn keeps tangling. But it’s in the perfect Auburn orange and blue, so I will persevere — much like I hope our team will persevere tonight.

Here are a few links I’ve bookmarked this week and finally been able to read this morning:

~ Ina and Jeffrey: A Love Story

~ In the pot nine days old

~ Stop acting immutable

~ The gift of sleep

Oh, Saturday! How I love you! And Paul, thank you ever so much for giving me an Anne Day!

Happy Saturday to y’all!

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*If you’re new around here: Anne Day is this sweet gift Paul gives me. Essentially, it means that I get to do whatever I want to do. This means that we spend the day together doing fun things instead of chores. 🙂

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ksr8I have a good reason for letting the blog lie dormant for the past week or so, after finally rousing it from its long hibernation: I’m a grandmother! My daughter and her husband just had the sweetest little baby girl, and she’s my first grandchild. I’ve been in Chattanooga celebrating and snuggling.

Kenna was born on her due date, and mom and baby are healthy and happy. She’s a tiny little girl who gets sweeter and prettier every day! I soaked up the cuddling and kisses and soft baby skin and yummy baby smell as much as I could, and I miss her terribly now that I’m back home.

It’s a bonus that my son and his wife live in Chattanooga, too, so I was able to stay with them. I had such a good week visiting with my peeps! And then I came home to Paul and a spotlessly clean home. 🙂

So now I’m that grandmother — the one who always has pictures at the ready:

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We decided she looked like my daughter’s Bitty Baby on her first day.

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Lots of hair for her mama to style.

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The princess is home.

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Sweet baby feet

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My job was to keep her paci in.

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Can’t get enough.

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What a wonderful week with my new granddaughter and my children. I’m grateful beyond words.

With a full and happy heart,

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(also known as Granne)

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It’s been a lovely weekend in these parts, and I’ve enjoyed being outside. Yesterday after a solid 12 hours (yes!!!) of sleep, we had a late breakfast and headed to my home away from home (Thomasville, Georgia) for the 95th Rose Festival. The weather was perfect, especially in the shade, and we took our time walking through the car show, stopping in some downtown shops (I couldn’t resist a stop at my favorite yarn shop to pick up some skeins on sale), perusing the prize-winning roses, wandering through the arts and crafts at Paradise Park, and having a delicious meal at Jonah’s.

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Then, today (Sunday), I re-read a blog post I wrote 3 years ago to the day and was reminded once again of my Father’s love for me. After church (a sweet time of worship and fellowship), Paul and I had lunch at a new (to me) restaurant. The day was so nice that he suggested we walk a little before returning to the car, so we ended up strolling through some old neighborhoods. I love to do that. You see so much more than you notice when you drive by, and I’m always surprised by little discoveries. Today it was a cute little garden shop, and flowers popping up beside the sidewalks:

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Now it’s time to read a little and rest before putting supper together and taking another walk.

Oh, and Paul has informed me that in honor of my birthday later this week, Anne Week has kicked off today. 🙂

Happy Sunday y’all!

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why i love my husband wednesday

Yesterday I had a bad sinus headache all day. Nothing helped. And to top that off, I had to stop for groceries on the way home from work. I don’t usually mind grocery shopping, but I really, really don’t like to do it after work. It’s always busy, and the two Publix supermarkets I pass by on the way home are on the wrong side of the road and are a hassle to get in and out of. So I stopped off at Walmart. I know. Ugh. But it’s easier to get to, and sometimes it’s a necessary evil.

Anyway, headachy and cranky from going to Walmart, I came home and made a quick supper for us. Paul was cheerful and sweet, and he told me to leave the dishes — that he’d take care of them. And he joked around and got me to smile and laugh before I crashed at 8:30.

So today I was thinking about that and how he loved me when I didn’t feel well, and I am very grateful.

Just wanted to share,

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weekend of chill

I cannot tell you how very much I needed and am enjoying this three-day weekend, but I’m going to try…

Remember the insomnia I recently lamented? Well, Friday and Saturday nights I slept all the way through, and then some. And last night, although I did have some awake time in the wee hours, I went back to sleep until 8:30 this morning! I’m beyond grateful for good sleep. If you sleep well on a regular basis, stop right now and thank God for that gift!

I’ve been productive in a few things (laundry, grocery shopping, finishing a scarf), but mostly I’ve rested and relaxed and knitted and read and watched tv and celebrated Paul’s birthday (Saturday) and Valentine’s Day.

I kicked off the weekend of chill by knitting:

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On Saturday we celebrated Paul’s birthday with dinner at Ted’s:

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And on Valentine’s Day, we went to church, looked at houses (we’re trying to find one to buy), then went to a nice dinner at The Edison:

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And now on this Monday morning, it’s nearly noon and I’m still in my pajamas. I slept in, spent time reading, drinking coffee, and visiting with my stepson. I’m about to pull out the knitting again.

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So the weekend of chill continues. It’s wonderful.

Happy Presidents’ Day, y’all!

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goodbye 2015

I’m not sad to see it go, but I’m grateful for all the ways God showed Himself faithful to me. He’s good.  All the time.

I love fresh starts: new planners, new projects, and new habits to acquire. And I love that although I can’t begin to guess all of the unexpected things that will happen in the coming year, my faithful God is Lord of all.

Happy New Year to you and yours,
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1,000 post! ***a giveaway and gratitude ***

Good morning & Happy Thanksgiving!

I’m starting today in my favorite way — coffee and reading in bed. Gratitude comes quite easily in these circumstances!

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It’s also my 1,000 post here at georgianne! I didn’t realize that until I hit post on my last entry, so I’ve held off writing more until I could celebrate by giving something away to you faithful folks who have stuck around. Some of you have followed me from blog to blog and have offered me encouragement and prayed for me through some dark times. I’m thankful for you! I’m also thankful for you lurkers and hope that you’ll pipe up and enter this giveaway.  Feel free to share it with others, too, because I’d love to get this blog thing going again, and new readers would be fun.

***Here’s the deal:  I’m giving away a 30 Days of Hymns Perpetual Desk Calendar by littlethingsstudio. I have one on my desk at work, and I love it. Hymns have always been a source of comfort and rich meditation for me, and I’m grateful that I grew up in a church where I learned so many. This little calendar is a good daily reminder of truths that are always timely. It’s pretty, too! 🙂

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To enter the giveaway, leave a comment on this post. If you’re reading this on Facebook, you’ll need to click through to the actual blog post for your comment to be counted. (If you’ve never commented here before, your post may be held for moderation. So don’t panic if it doesn’t show up right away.) If you share this on Facebook or Twitter or one of the many other social media sites that I haven’t figured out yet and probably never will, let me know and you’ll receive an extra entry for each share. U.S. mailing addresses only, please. I’ll close the comments on December 1st at 8 pm ET. ***

So that’s the giveaway; now for the gratitude. I’m deeply thankful for so much. God has blessed me with blessings too numerous to count. Thank you, Father, for saving my soul and giving me eyes to see. Thank you for my sweet husband who encourages me daily to see all of those blessings. Thank you for my children, for my family, for health, and a good job, friends, freedom, clean water, plentiful food, all of my material blessings, that I live in this time and place in history, books to read, yarn to knit, and on and on and on.

I think of this quote from historian and author David McCullough often, but especially on Thanksgiving and when politics and current events bring me down:

And so many of the blessings and advantages we have, so many of the reasons why our civilization, our culture, has flourished aren’t understood; they’re not appreciated. And if you don’t have any appreciation of what people went through to get, to achieve, to build what you are benefiting from, then these things don’t mean very much to you. You just think, well, that’s the way it is. That’s our birthright. That just happened. [But] it didn’t just happen. And at what price? What grief? What disappointment? What suffering went on? I mean this. I think that to be ignorant or indifferent to history isn’t just to be uneducated or stupid. It’s to be rude, ungrateful. And ingratitude is an ugly failing in human beings.

Let’s overflow with gratitude today and beyond.

Happy Thanksgiving, y’all,
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