tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80961104728172081742024-03-05T23:06:39.464-08:00Langley GirlBettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.comBlogger140125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-53794119796174370462012-12-31T10:28:00.003-08:002012-12-31T10:28:57.441-08:00Happy New Year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-63338513625964690982012-12-22T10:24:00.000-08:002012-12-22T10:24:28.698-08:00Merry Christmas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Merry Christmas dear friends. Hope the holidays are happy and meaningful to you. All is well here. Busy with dear Mother-in-law, 3 weeks ago she broke her other hip. Granddaughters are excited about the Christmas season. Take care and talk to you in the new year. Cheers !!!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">My sweet babies..my baby with his baby..teaching fun times in the water..like I did so many years ago...or was it just yesterday? We are enjoying watching her explore the water..splashing Daddy, and no "I don't like being on my back"..</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">We are loving this part of the summer..warm...sunny...fresh fruit..BBQ..family and friends.</span><br />
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Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-83326750950463083432012-07-12T21:57:00.001-07:002012-07-12T21:57:22.326-07:00Her name is Trouble<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This is Miss Maddy saying"cheese" as she was supposed to be in her bed. Her Mom forgot to screw the lid back onto the diaper cream. I love being the Nana as I can laugh and not have to do the work to clean up the mess. I get to proudly show her photo to friends and family. LOL. Having lovely sunny weather, still enjoying being hot and sticky. Enjoy your week dear friends.</div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-1759505508858933392012-06-11T20:23:00.001-07:002012-06-11T20:23:54.444-07:00Growing up so fast<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My sweet little K. Almost 8 months old. Funny ...playful....<br />
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Here is my darling granddaughter playing in her first pool with her dear daddy, my son Mike. It seems that it was just yesterday I was playing with him at this age. Reminds me of the song "turn around and they're one ..turn around and they are walking out the door...". So glad I am here for the journey.. </div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-14506678960521555112012-05-07T14:12:00.000-07:002012-05-07T14:19:24.032-07:00Spring<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"Nature" is what we see—<br />
The Hill—the Afternoon—<br />
Squirrel—Eclipse— the Bumble bee—<br />
Nay—Nature is Heaven—<br />
Nature is what we hear—<br />
The Bobolink—the Sea—<br />
Thunder—the Cricket—<br />
Nay—Nature is Harmony—<br />
Nature is what we know—<br />
Yet have no art to say—<br />
So impotent Our Wisdom is<br />
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This dress for M who will be 2 in May...enjoy your day.....</div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-63394270261715713032012-03-18T20:06:00.003-07:002012-03-18T20:11:00.340-07:00lil pea<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTox3vNJZFagPO4sUdO-qBTT-J5_K38puYoutrZMO9zepkMuJxOc92KIUeR_A4x-WzkEyNn6VZa8N0P4-G-zqxlGRTUQ5CGcVgWv4IrHK6zI1t20Jmf2cAKlKPOsjKpZD4ri0iyWomfoo/s1600/so+happy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721439883159405986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTox3vNJZFagPO4sUdO-qBTT-J5_K38puYoutrZMO9zepkMuJxOc92KIUeR_A4x-WzkEyNn6VZa8N0P4-G-zqxlGRTUQ5CGcVgWv4IrHK6zI1t20Jmf2cAKlKPOsjKpZD4ri0iyWomfoo/s200/so+happy.jpg" /></a>So happy...................<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwvmb6WFFBcfImfh4fnpwAd2TBT3aFcRFdPE1CWP8VtHWe82theSD2Fv0xzMSa-jo2OXgb1KUCAesq_pAJZiGV2u7RYN5zH5SES8ennghYxX_IeWLOVuykYI4_4nHiPOho2pWmFAt4Xsuj/s1600/peas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721439546977840050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwvmb6WFFBcfImfh4fnpwAd2TBT3aFcRFdPE1CWP8VtHWe82theSD2Fv0xzMSa-jo2OXgb1KUCAesq_pAJZiGV2u7RYN5zH5SES8ennghYxX_IeWLOVuykYI4_4nHiPOho2pWmFAt4Xsuj/s200/peas.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Look at her...she is loving this eating thing lol... But my pooor hubby...she cries blue murder when he holds her or comes into her viewing range lol...have a great week friends...</div><div> </div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-17446439972696840592012-03-01T16:58:00.005-08:002012-03-01T17:07:48.077-08:00Pillow cases<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsQmrd7dIpDG-q106auTm9YWvwc9Wuy9bZhd4Gda5PGeZ2KDEVf7bDMlaC9MWOr_J_Qqb9d0qu7AYLM5-mrZrz4XWaJyCoEIF2lAbjMsgC14KJYMEOug6G7z4GlecwP1f_dOfrjx1-Hjo/s1600/white+vintage+cases.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 134px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715099876669786290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsQmrd7dIpDG-q106auTm9YWvwc9Wuy9bZhd4Gda5PGeZ2KDEVf7bDMlaC9MWOr_J_Qqb9d0qu7AYLM5-mrZrz4XWaJyCoEIF2lAbjMsgC14KJYMEOug6G7z4GlecwP1f_dOfrjx1-Hjo/s200/white+vintage+cases.png" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-qkRr1sYJNUhx7MkZO4UCLHVfKeL8PE3P1wwUzy8Ykkv-VVWgfUFPEiK9rbHe11GtzqqRtFNPSGN3g-949H94pM2SP5WccRvvEt-EQl5ca5p3sipGG7DF-sFxHCGzneJk1DpXactRxWv/s1600/QuiltedCupcake+Vintage+pillowcases+%252813%2529.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715099594027698306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-qkRr1sYJNUhx7MkZO4UCLHVfKeL8PE3P1wwUzy8Ykkv-VVWgfUFPEiK9rbHe11GtzqqRtFNPSGN3g-949H94pM2SP5WccRvvEt-EQl5ca5p3sipGG7DF-sFxHCGzneJk1DpXactRxWv/s200/QuiltedCupcake+Vintage+pillowcases+%252813%2529.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Pillowcases...I love old pillowcases...back to the day of my childhood...hung on the line to dry...smell so fresh falling to sleep..began collecting at charity shops... crisp white from the 60's...wild floral from the 70's..collected for pennies..priceless..begun to make easy cute lil dreses for my granddaughters...fun...bliss to deal with my DH unemployment..sigh..it will be better..thanks for listening dear friends..off to look for another pillowcase.....</div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-24190588476706506532012-01-30T19:54:00.001-08:002012-01-30T19:59:13.666-08:00Gratitude<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ZsX5PzHcCyedOcqIwjulUAJSXqXBZ0_k5P-C5r8k2KxUsv1jvYmGLUn8X_RckgQoF2t7t7Xnth6et2G2OZ6Vmha0iBREQsKMAON8oAnmxQbuXGmo5qHZDrlZ470ZF1Jb6FfuFAJZIRah/s1600/Bumbo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 150px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703639704425464802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ZsX5PzHcCyedOcqIwjulUAJSXqXBZ0_k5P-C5r8k2KxUsv1jvYmGLUn8X_RckgQoF2t7t7Xnth6et2G2OZ6Vmha0iBREQsKMAON8oAnmxQbuXGmo5qHZDrlZ470ZF1Jb6FfuFAJZIRah/s200/Bumbo.jpg" /></a>my newest granddaughter K is now 3 months old...she is such a good lil baby... giggling and smiling...when I see her I begin my gratitude list anew......have a great week.<br /><div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-66533539907799540982012-01-07T17:02:00.000-08:002012-01-07T17:17:25.700-08:00Art as a healing medium<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzKmy1X4waautbKZAFagyO0V6gLjwwkZlO_vqS_hfQ2qKsLhhIN_cdqXm-bROyObdmIOgpWzk2k9g22iaMKj1dQxur5QvfmmlMOClnZmqLM7TNXZmYyQVm8YxiswVl78FnTeqA6p0MN0HE/s1600/29386648_l87tZApm_c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695064028074168594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzKmy1X4waautbKZAFagyO0V6gLjwwkZlO_vqS_hfQ2qKsLhhIN_cdqXm-bROyObdmIOgpWzk2k9g22iaMKj1dQxur5QvfmmlMOClnZmqLM7TNXZmYyQVm8YxiswVl78FnTeqA6p0MN0HE/s200/29386648_l87tZApm_c.jpg" /></a><br /><div>The year 2011 was a mixture of strong happiness and challenges. A new granddaughter was born and both Mothers were in surgeries to mend broken hips. We had a tragic death in the family which is just sinking in with my brother and nieces. I have been able to make cards and putter around with some collage. After encouragement from many of you, I was able to create art for my soul. . I have been frozen for ideas and even the simpliest of creative tasks were impossible to complete, even less attempt. Reading about your challenges..health,financial, emotional, and marriage helped me express my feelings. Thank you for your encouragement, laughs and virtual hugs. I appreciate you all. </div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-52895645293961791122012-01-01T17:07:00.001-08:002012-01-01T17:12:36.290-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYGIw_Z7mi_Ccdy6uJPDvenevVXiUDKdvHKIRs_7U_Plf_4veIeWlue6JnZvHEwbfFRYuIv3Rr2qflTuncRJgdIqyiH4ovleWmmbK0rEoHAnvSKd8OdXZUwB6QDlLHL5npXjX9vfWnaYz/s1600/tl-vintage_clipart_happy_new_year_1_card.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 143px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692835544394080514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYGIw_Z7mi_Ccdy6uJPDvenevVXiUDKdvHKIRs_7U_Plf_4veIeWlue6JnZvHEwbfFRYuIv3Rr2qflTuncRJgdIqyiH4ovleWmmbK0rEoHAnvSKd8OdXZUwB6QDlLHL5npXjX9vfWnaYz/s200/tl-vintage_clipart_happy_new_year_1_card.jpg" /></a>Happy New Year dear friends.. I visit many blogs..I read about your art..your families and your concerns. Maybe this is how Peace will be attained..one small single thread at a time...Be good to your dreams this year. We only have now so begin to live now. All my love to you xxx bettyann<br /><div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-10363053541451154822011-12-20T21:12:00.001-08:002011-12-20T21:17:40.809-08:00Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2mt-wCrpzYFVTKAWmxWfTvFzMwB36juYdCQtHnXE4r1Wov4nWVIUWaPoyl49BgI8HjdQMlOcMlqByc1GtUVGLkJBRLTh5OsyMDwjniLiYzMjvd9LJwKTYurubc_qVlM_VOJSVnlvOrbW/s1600/Kaitly+in+the+car.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688445393505776546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2mt-wCrpzYFVTKAWmxWfTvFzMwB36juYdCQtHnXE4r1Wov4nWVIUWaPoyl49BgI8HjdQMlOcMlqByc1GtUVGLkJBRLTh5OsyMDwjniLiYzMjvd9LJwKTYurubc_qVlM_VOJSVnlvOrbW/s200/Kaitly+in+the+car.jpg" /></a>Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all. We are eagerly waiting for my daughter and her family to arrive from Calgary, Alberta for the Christmas holidays. They have a 13 hour drive split in 2 days driving. This picture is of my newest granddaughter who will be 10 weeks at Christmas. ay the joy of the season and better health for you all. See you in the New year...Much love Bettyann<br /><div></div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-77901921479963991582011-11-20T16:25:00.001-08:002011-11-21T15:22:14.998-08:00Newest Joy<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemmzHU_GHME9H4e48zcy9YdBRZ7L9QUguuUzZ5tNeT1BVfIlJ8EOpwT3z2GaDBMiHyIpcmce3rXK59IqQ3EoKKONWlbjDV9J5cyd_zdDsyCvDqTc_TWSHb5E_ZzNCCpu7X0aj3ngcCtk2/s1600/kaitlynn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677238822723775634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemmzHU_GHME9H4e48zcy9YdBRZ7L9QUguuUzZ5tNeT1BVfIlJ8EOpwT3z2GaDBMiHyIpcmce3rXK59IqQ3EoKKONWlbjDV9J5cyd_zdDsyCvDqTc_TWSHb5E_ZzNCCpu7X0aj3ngcCtk2/s200/kaitlynn.jpg" /></a>Let me introduce my newest granddaughter..lil ladybug...born October 26, 2011...weighing at 9lbz 3oz. Her Mom had a c-section...but all is well and they are at home recovering. I have been asissting the new Mom with baby duties, cleaning etc. Plus I go on Wednesdays to help my brother with cleaning, cooking and anything he or my 3 nieces need. They call us the sandwich generation, as I know many of you are taking care of children, maybe parents and other obligations. I am beginning to think of us as the panni" group lol. I follow many of you on facebook and read your blogs. I am thinking of closing this blog, as I don't seem to have much to say plus few visit. So friends what do you think.<br /><div></div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-69406983627502681532011-11-20T16:02:00.000-08:002012-03-19T18:46:25.098-07:00Newest Joy<div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicO3nRX8pdKkDDUMxjxocETzzbKAjzkiMtz-DngCsWQsuv8oFJK_5owRSKAx1jyxcobURrzs-vDIy2sZAGxDO5Z-sMVxrpChB-sFG5RCCYA8LtZSr6N67-V8GNx0AWb6JkLrs7-HsKnR2Q/s1600/kaitlynn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677232867671048898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicO3nRX8pdKkDDUMxjxocETzzbKAjzkiMtz-DngCsWQsuv8oFJK_5owRSKAx1jyxcobURrzs-vDIy2sZAGxDO5Z-sMVxrpChB-sFG5RCCYA8LtZSr6N67-V8GNx0AWb6JkLrs7-HsKnR2Q/s200/kaitlynn.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I would like you to meet my newest grandbaby Ladybug..born October 26,2011. She was 9lbs 3oz. at birth. Her Mom had a c-section ..all is well and they are at home recovering. I have been busy helping the new mother..plus my son is working out of town...Wednesdays I help my brother and my nieces with laundry, cleaning, buying clothes, and going to swimming lessons. My sister is going out to help my parents, who are 87 and 88 respectively. People call us the sandwich generation; I think of it as the "panni" generation lol. So ladies, I'm not sure if I will continue with with this blog. I visit many of your blogs, comment; sometimes you comment on your own comments etc. Plus I follow many of you on facebook. Let me know what you think. Take care. </div></div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-24886325851868438842011-09-20T10:32:00.000-07:002011-09-20T10:47:12.304-07:00Autumn is coming !!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg924HzIebzeaye4WmQeHsz3m1mTZwtqRBORZPHAOjpHFHBpknVNkLW4akOeYDp1Q_NDix5KsiJv-QSj8moQ6sIp5NFHAg-e5n4DCcuj5JV1AN5d_cdoOWSFS27hFEt2yZNGZKg_Q2pRSJp/s1600/autumn.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654496329463359106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg924HzIebzeaye4WmQeHsz3m1mTZwtqRBORZPHAOjpHFHBpknVNkLW4akOeYDp1Q_NDix5KsiJv-QSj8moQ6sIp5NFHAg-e5n4DCcuj5JV1AN5d_cdoOWSFS27hFEt2yZNGZKg_Q2pRSJp/s200/autumn.jpg" /></a> Although I can moan, kick and scream, autumn is here. We had a lousy wet summer, and for that matter spring; but what can we do autumn is here. The air is cooler, the light a different consistency than summer, and the leaves are turning colour. Autumn is not usually my most favorite. I love the crispness of spring and the possibilities of new beginnings. Summer is full of living outdoors, swimming, friends over and those magical long evenings. Many blogs wax poetic about pumpkins, warm drinks and changing of colours. Me, not so much . I guess to be honest, I dread the dreaded winter months of the "wet" west coast. So mabe this year I can fix my depression, tie up my shoe and get out into the last few days of summer. Maybe this will be the year to embrace fall..We shall see. Tell me what you love about the changing of summer to autumn? How do you cope with the blah feelings of coming winter? Take care friends. 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<br /><div>Hello everyone...came back from a glorious 2 week holiday with my lil monkey...omg is she on the go...from morning to night..Maddy is 15 months old running, loving slides, walking in the park, playing quietly for 2 hours in the morning to let poor Mom sleep..I loved my time with her...what a gift my daughter and her husband gave me.. I slept first in a tent trailer with my DH..when he left it was the blow-up mattress on the futon...the worst part was leaving her behind..but maybe it was really the 14 hr bus ride back home lol//hope you had a great summer..lots of laughs with your friends and families...on a side-note. my sister-in-law, only 52, died last week in her sleep..My brother and their 3 young girls are struggling with why..send your love and prayers their way...take care..</div>
<br />Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com322tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-30922620290758835002011-07-28T09:37:00.000-07:002011-07-28T09:51:52.794-07:00Sewing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ksexu4sWWLtSlOui0BSt6IIJS74Jk4k4mK9JZ4rpTiEknV4Oa2Q3s4ecb92nq0nEW8oFK4opXpDDdV9EoafX7-Q5gcw41fk5q2YFU2tSTGn4WXMWpRXnJP3e0Wh4ei6zWeUejWVXvoIH/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634446884276390274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ksexu4sWWLtSlOui0BSt6IIJS74Jk4k4mK9JZ4rpTiEknV4Oa2Q3s4ecb92nq0nEW8oFK4opXpDDdV9EoafX7-Q5gcw41fk5q2YFU2tSTGn4WXMWpRXnJP3e0Wh4ei6zWeUejWVXvoIH/s200/004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU88j1msP3ypdpp44mSjojMZc_ZrBE9Xebx6Cst2GPvZSV2j_k90WFEYAccEAp5VKWFYthVpFVUDKKEgrF6qH7AzVsjsEVzmEByhD6rOUrVZq6vCwsICoy-GzFWpeO4x2N7yHmvpD3PX0I/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634443691795337186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU88j1msP3ypdpp44mSjojMZc_ZrBE9Xebx6Cst2GPvZSV2j_k90WFEYAccEAp5VKWFYthVpFVUDKKEgrF6qH7AzVsjsEVzmEByhD6rOUrVZq6vCwsICoy-GzFWpeO4x2N7yHmvpD3PX0I/s200/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I have had a busy and disjointed summer. I found this fun idea on the internet. Using a vintage pillowcase, you turn it into a lil girl's dress. Next time I will narrow the case before sewing, as the dress is way too big for Maddy. However, the making of the dress sparked me out of depression that had increased over this long wet winter, spring and part of the summer. We are packing for a second trip this year to go and kiss my lil monkey granddaughter. Hopefully, my daughter can take advantage to rest. We are borrowing a tent trailer and will soon be on our way. Hope you are all having a great summer. Give your friends and family a big hug. Take care friends !!! </div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-48299213767731558312011-07-06T19:28:00.000-07:002011-07-06T19:42:41.776-07:00Missing In Action<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCLtsQqHPvcDfOdjpe1twWHRQTw9MOSpW8NsyLc6aN_cjlXOOLB7Vj6K5JnqP0Gf8z8orCUvRVR_uixpx0v5C4RfBc60HULu-OtdfLBIY7RwqOuO_dN-7D1Jt2uYRL9QsAFYqBQNDLWRi/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626435254957729906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCLtsQqHPvcDfOdjpe1twWHRQTw9MOSpW8NsyLc6aN_cjlXOOLB7Vj6K5JnqP0Gf8z8orCUvRVR_uixpx0v5C4RfBc60HULu-OtdfLBIY7RwqOuO_dN-7D1Jt2uYRL9QsAFYqBQNDLWRi/s200/046.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCytJ5Cz1Csq-abEdqBcaQLX4Z2-rKb6aTM2ykK1FAejm-TIOukpxwj_6nsCIjtU1WTbkDAUQJWEYs-8te_nBGTu7VxTZmvZdDyp0xTrfr_nnf8okP8prEzEb9rq3rjcgNp-NiKXz24iXC/s1600/054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626434550344759330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCytJ5Cz1Csq-abEdqBcaQLX4Z2-rKb6aTM2ykK1FAejm-TIOukpxwj_6nsCIjtU1WTbkDAUQJWEYs-8te_nBGTu7VxTZmvZdDyp0xTrfr_nnf8okP8prEzEb9rq3rjcgNp-NiKXz24iXC/s200/054.JPG" /></a><br />I have been visiting your blogs, making comments etc. But after our return from Calgary in May, my MIL had a fall at home and broke her hip. Her situation was more serious than my Mom's. MIL had to have a partial hip replacement and my SIL and I have been very busy dealing with hospitals, movement to new hospitals and rehab. My dear MIL was using a walker before the accident and now we think she will be in a wheelchair and will be unable to return to her old home. I have been very busy assisting both parents. DH and I went to our trailer in the forest for Canada July 1 weekend, walked, swam, visited friends and went to a dance and best of all (lol) slept in.<br /><br />On the creative front had my 8 year old niece and 5 year old neighbour over yeaterday. We swam, decorated cupcakes, made fairy wands and had a party. I love being with children. They keep me honest and caring. Take care friends...Enjoy your summer wherever you live..or winter for my friends down-under...</div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-35833490873239784532011-06-18T18:47:00.001-07:002011-06-18T18:49:07.218-07:00Happy Father's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrimu0rd4vgsKJtALYoHryr5cLLAKs7BsQYjhSJfRgNxPbz7KQ6ihyru70Ecf2zpt1KIJ3wE0LdSlWAfgO_-nrdftFSSo2SV06QKjdD8jnkdpb3GH8docHzAYddxbMakFLW0ztIocz_2Yv/s1600/when-father%2527s-day.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619741731505916946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrimu0rd4vgsKJtALYoHryr5cLLAKs7BsQYjhSJfRgNxPbz7KQ6ihyru70Ecf2zpt1KIJ3wE0LdSlWAfgO_-nrdftFSSo2SV06QKjdD8jnkdpb3GH8docHzAYddxbMakFLW0ztIocz_2Yv/s200/when-father%2527s-day.jpg" /></a> Happy Father's Day dear Dad and hubby..thanks for all you do for us.<br /><br /><div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-45640063256255484882011-06-16T08:08:00.000-07:002011-06-16T08:09:47.499-07:00Musings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggbEZQYvxcHi-pBagW3bvWUEc95QRhib6rLl0EKt3PEE2keaeU12na3dA__ufKgielW4Fz-Vnr5bAix8nWSy1UekBiKrHu_ltFsJftEh80p-XY3gQI60XawURchdxUI5jT3tc4ieWjWyC/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618834912228801234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggbEZQYvxcHi-pBagW3bvWUEc95QRhib6rLl0EKt3PEE2keaeU12na3dA__ufKgielW4Fz-Vnr5bAix8nWSy1UekBiKrHu_ltFsJftEh80p-XY3gQI60XawURchdxUI5jT3tc4ieWjWyC/s200/untitled.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-88099336808803165742011-06-12T16:12:00.002-07:002011-06-12T16:26:43.657-07:00Happy sunny Sunday<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_RjjaF1d53_zCsbbaFrtdaWLSAd4zuXk1Z8B9-9Kf3EDt84W24rxvRL3Hkx2ormB9PlNhKsDEYoJLr7iM2uzVPgIZ7e7DXSmzZpbYnQIX1V1tRY7L-_JuULGdcHyXARXLhwHc1c0PBc3D/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617477822472390002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_RjjaF1d53_zCsbbaFrtdaWLSAd4zuXk1Z8B9-9Kf3EDt84W24rxvRL3Hkx2ormB9PlNhKsDEYoJLr7iM2uzVPgIZ7e7DXSmzZpbYnQIX1V1tRY7L-_JuULGdcHyXARXLhwHc1c0PBc3D/s200/045.JPG" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617478160214859234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAVTbny5THqvWrioMiJM92zTjZOEAiidosVP16tIXcRvA2gViAbPqwLW49XkrBmYaOCjeyiRM9hzXSfMvvY7U0-3lXz_9ZT_4Hts0Xd_lrvcRg-bOcj2_0KUyT1JdDJaFMDZMmKLizrpej/s200/014.JPG" /> Great Auntie, baby and pals.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQ3fGTA4zuBOqNAJ1FLu-4wbzMAuI8V5IV-nscwzPoI6WR5f-zRGJiJrkzsneS93OkM4K84DxqNaa7c72ID_IF3uLz6R0m9U4MpL2Uc0tcNKvEReFY1vwaFDz5JO0qzaZjWT3hY9psl_e/s1600/038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617477438641784898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQ3fGTA4zuBOqNAJ1FLu-4wbzMAuI8V5IV-nscwzPoI6WR5f-zRGJiJrkzsneS93OkM4K84DxqNaa7c72ID_IF3uLz6R0m9U4MpL2Uc0tcNKvEReFY1vwaFDz5JO0qzaZjWT3hY9psl_e/s200/038.JPG" /></a> Maddy and her birthday cake lol.<br /><br /><br /><div>Well it has been a long time..we had a fab time with our granddaughter and family in Calgary. Madelynn is such a monkey..zooming around, chattering and into everything.....We visited friends in Edmonton that we hadn't seen for over 10 years..yikes..hugs and kisses to all..We were back a week when my dear Mil fell at home and broke her hip..it's been 2 months since my Mom's accident. She had to have a partial hip replacement and as she is 89... it has been a struggle for her...pain, depression and fear of not going back to her independent living..Today good news, she was transferred to rehab..Many kudos to the drs, nurses and health care workers at the hospital. So to say the least I haven't had the time or creative energy to create art..Maybe this week...hope you are all well and happy. Health and happiness to you my friends..take care..</div></div></div>Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096110472817208174.post-15806627273366641092011-06-12T16:12:00.001-07:002011-06-12T16:12:32.590-07:00Hi everyone !!Bettyannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11556103289055385895noreply@blogger.com0