Each Thanksgiving, our church has a community outreach called Feed Dothan. We cook and serve a delicious, hot meal to those that may not get one. We pick up prisoners that are on work realease, go into inner city housing communities, and pick up anyone out on the streets. (Thank God for van ministries :-) ... and prison ministries, and hospitality ministries and...... the list goes on! We had a wonderful time showing the love of Christ !
Thursday, November 24, 2011
4 Wheelin ... and screamin !
Ok, even though I almost lost my salvation a couple of times, in the end, I really enjoyed 4 wheelin. In between the times we almost rolled over, and when I caught air, it was very enjoyable ! I'm most surprised that Oreo loved it ! My coz has invited us to come and go camping -- I think we'll take her up on it !
CaneCreek Park
There was no way we could visit Cookeville without going to Cane Creek Park. This park holds lots of fun memories for me. It's where I first learned to paddle boat. It's where I would walk out my frustrations among the many trails. It's where I had Jordan's first birthday party and where I laid Shadow and Radar's ashes. It's beautiful.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Something about babies.....
Here's my cousin/sister, Monica and her husband, Randy.
This is Mason Kyle, their newborn son.
There's something about babies that won't let you put them down...
for some reason, no one was able to put Mason down for long
everywhere I looked
someone was holding, feeding, rocking or
just plain looking at him.
But that's how babies are
there's just something about them .
My other Uncle Johnny with his grandson. See ... there's just something about babies :-)
Cookeville
We made it !
We had to see mom's old house -- hasn't changed too much !
And, of course, we had to see our old place ...
hasn't changed at all --lol !
We went to see Jerry Whitson park - where my mom took me to play
and where I took Jordan when she was a toddler.
Saw the Depot Museum ...
and the mural in memory of 911. Cookeville hasn't changed a bit.... it was somewhat odd yet comforting.
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