If this is your first time to stop by, WELCOME to My Place to Yours! If, however, you've been here a time or two before, I'm so glad you're here again today. I hope you all feel right at home .. and that you'll come back often. Today, for the first time, I'm joining The Notecard Party at A Haven for Vee. This little get-together is still pretty new in Blogland. It takes place on the third Wednesday of each month, and anyone wishing to party is asked to share four pictures they've already used on their blog that they think would make a good set of notecards. Well, since I love notecards, I decided it was time I got my act together so I can party, too! How about you? Do you like notecards? If you know me at all, you ... Keep Reading...
Pallet Turned Sexy-Leg Coffee Table
He reads this blog ... Not Renaissance Man. Well, yes, he does -- but I already knew that. So does my Daddy on occasion, but not him either. Who then? Well, I'll tell you ... It began one day last December when Daughter the Younger asked us to bring power tools when we came to their house for Christmas. She and our Favorite Fatigue Wearer had a DIY project in mind. That sounded fun to me! When we arrived, we learned the project involved this shipping pallet ... and plans to turn it into a coffee table. I was already thinking to myself what a fun blog post the project would make when Daughter the Younger told me that the top would get a dark stain ... and the legs would be red! Oh, yeah ... LOVE ... Keep Reading...
MOTHERHOOD: The Mother of All Roller Coaster Rides
It's Mother's Day week, and I'm wishing a very Happy Mother's Day to every woman who brings a maternal love and influence to a child ... whether they're part of the child's family tree or not. Sometimes a child's best mother is not really their mother. Sadly, I see that a lot in Brazil in our work with Hope Unlimited for Children. Many of the children we serve have had their welfare sacrificed by their own mothers. They've been neglected, abandoned, abused, prostituted ... by their mothers. I don't get it. I don't get it at all. I thank God every day that wasn't my experience. Last week I did an early Mother's Day tablescape for my own Mom. She's a good one. No, she's a ... Keep Reading...
