Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them...
Friday, February 20, 2009
sigh
headache, swollen glands, sore throat... let the fun begin. I think I'll have a cup of hot tea and wade my way through some laundry piles that are mocking me.
i'm sorry, karen. hope you're feeling better... we just started our 4th round of the virus. i will be so glad once this winter is over. love and prayers, vanessa
You shall therefore lay up these words of mine in your heart and in your soul, and you shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. You shall teach them to your children, talking of them when you are sitting in your house, and when you are walking by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.
Sisters in the Kitchen
My sister Katie and I are starting a new blog dedicated to cooking, whether it's cooking for a crowd or for yourself. We're just getting it up and running, but keep checking in to see what we're cooking up.
1 comment:
i'm sorry, karen.
hope you're feeling better...
we just started our 4th round of the virus.
i will be so glad once this winter is over.
love and prayers, vanessa
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