the one that's more me

I really do love the feelings and notions that little picture conjures up. It’s the camaraderie, comfort, and familiarity we want and have and love.

I decided to write as big as I want, in the font I want, in the color I want, since this place is come-as-you-are-in-whatever-you're-wearing!

Tina, thank you for posting so soon! I feel loved!

This was a really hard conclusion to come to, which is something that actually helped make up my mind! I couldn’t decide between the one in red or plaid. I don’t wear plaid, but I’d wear a pink hat. I’d wear a red dress, but maybe not a straw hat. I’ve got a bedonkadonk to match the plaid, but I’m not that tall. My hair’s reddish like the red gal, but not that short. I’m not that adept at being fashionable, so the red shoes with the bluish dress might be me. Since I asked Cheryl to marry me, positionally I could be right next to her. But if we’re talking positionally, being in the center might fit because I’m happiest when we’re all together and getting on so lovely (lovely-ly?)… I am easily influenced and feel I wear other people’s opinions sometimes as if they were my own original thoughts. I want to be accepting of and inviting to as many as possible, and since plaid is not one color, but several, it’s diverse and people can pick and choose a color they might like in it. I like patterns and symmetry, so that fits as well. Plaid is adaptable, casual, and often flannel, so if I was a fabric, I’d be plaid! There ya go!

Tina, that’s a good choice for you, the one in purple. She’s the only one carrying stuff for the whole group, something you’d do. You bake, cook, grow, write, buy, and arrange for us in the sweetest ways. You care so much and so well.

Cheryl, your reasons for being the green one make me laugh. You're logical and analytical and priceless. Isn’t it wonderful to know stuff about yourself and be matter-of-fact and droll about it, and not morose or hangdog?!

In conclusion (and you thought I might not have one!), I’m thrilled to be associated with a picture like that instead of this one that I dread in my head, of what I could very well look like in my old age if there might be no one to look after me.

Loving y’all all the time, XO, ~c.

The Rock of Yayas

Well, la de dah. Cheryl beat me to the second post of our new endeavor and that is ok. I'm usually the last one to get on board new technological things, anyhow. Even now, I am hunting and pecking on the keys as I am reading the fine print of the tutorial Cyndi acutally wrote up for me, but I guess for all of us not-so-literate-computer gals.

I was looking at the biggest butt gal too and thought for sure it would be me. The green gal has one too yet so does the purple one and since I had to choose between yellow and purple, the biggest one won. Funny thing, she is the other book end and you need big ones for that!!

So to you my sisters, may we have a great time doing this blog thing. May we learn more about each other through our writing and our personalities be used to minister to one another as well as have a laugh or two or three. Rock on Ya Ya's. or The Rock of the Yaya's is awesome.

How should we sign this...

Which one are you?

First thing us never-blogged-before ones are gonna need is a tutorial, Cyndi dear! I'm feeling quite intimidated. But as I am ever so grateful that you so quickly got this up and going on my full deck birthday, I knew I must dive in and speak up.

You Ya-Ya's must know that while Cyndi & I were on a 30 hour get away (made possible because the kids both had regional playoffs in Chelan) YOU were with us in spirit. We talked of you often & dreamed & schemed future get togethers and get-aways with you. We bemoaned the fact that we are consistently out of touch with each other and thus was born this blog. If we must we will print it and snail mail it to Glenice occasionally, but we are hoping that she finds a way to participate on line.

I'm cutting this short to write a lesson for Bible Study. I am going through Common Sense Teaching again with some Lakeside moms and have procrastinated til the day. But I want to call your attention to the graphic of five ladies' backsides that Cyndi posted as our header and ask you:

"Which one are you?"

I am the one in the green dress with the largest butt. The red hat signifies my comfort with being the oldest and boldest. Some of you are much more courageous than I, so I guess by boldest I really mean you never know what might come out of my mouth. Our God is working on that. Don't give up on me.

I love you dearly and pray that our God will see fit to re-connect us!

Cheryl

our very own site!

Our very own site for our very own business of staying connected! Woot woot!

I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! XOXO