Thoughts, ideas, trials, tribulations, victories, and other musings of a city girl living "in the exile" in the country.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
New post on How To's
Sunday, December 26, 2010
...and God bless us, everyone!!!
My resolution for this coming year: to post more often, I hope...8-)
May you enjoy all the blessings Father in Heaven has for you, and may you continue being a blessing to others.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
About the homeless...
Here in Puerto Rico we have homeless, of course, and beggars in the streets. I didn't remember, however, or hadn't realized, how difficult life is for these souls once fall and winter begin. While I was in Washington, the temperature dropped to around 45 degrees F. I was warm and comfy with my crocheted cowl, beret, and mittens. Not so the homeless I saw.
It must really be hard to live like that when temperatures drop to freezing. In our nation's capital I saw men and women sleeping on benches, under trees, and almost anywhere. Not too many, but one IS too many. I didn't feel comfortable. However, when I was to give them some of my warm articles, I coudn't find any. Weird.
Anyway, this holiday season, think about donating warm hats, mittens, socks, scarves, etc, to local shelters, or to the people you see down the street. It's only the Christian thing to do.
Friday, November 5, 2010
DC & back...
Friday, October 22, 2010
About a trip coming up...
See you there!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
All better now!
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Not feeling too good...
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Rain, rain...
Monday, September 27, 2010
Happy Autumn!!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Price of Integrity
"As we were passing a newspaper vending machine, this individual put a quarter in the machine, opened the door to the stack of papers inside the machine, and began dispensing unpaid-for newspapers to each of us. When he handed me a newspaper, I put a quarter in the machine and, trying not to offend but to make a point, jokingly said, 'Jim, for 25 cents I can maintain my integrity. A dollar, questionable, but 25 cents--no, not for 25 cents.' You see, I remembered well the experience of three towels and a broken-down 1941 Hudson. A few minutes later we passed the same newspaper vending machine. I noticed that Jim had broken away from our group and was stuffing quarters in the vending machine. I tell you this incident not to portray myself as an unusual example of honesty, but only to emphasize the lessons of three towels and a 25-cent newspaper.
"There will never be honesty in the business world, in the schools, in the home, or anyplace else until there is honesty in the heart."
Richard C. Edgley, "Three Towels and a 25-cent Newspaper," Ensign, Nov. 2006, 73-74