I will post when I can, our computer isn't working right now, and this laptop is driving me NUTS! I miss blogging and will do I nice long post as soon as our computer is brought back to life! =) Keep checking back, I will be at it again soon!
Lydia~
Blog Award~
Giann over at www.mylifeunscripted1.blogspot.com awarded me! Thanks Giann~
You have to award 5 people, and I award-
Jenna at www.femininefarmgirl.blogspto.com
Carrington at www.framedbyfaith.blogspot.com
Mia at www.aspiring-homemaker.blogspot.com
Olivia at www.oliviacoy.blogspot.com
Madeline at www.writingsofgrace.blogspot.com
Have a great Sunday!
::because I need to::
Here are some of the pictures from the last two weeks... sorry it has been so long. =) I haven't wanted to post the four hundred pictures that I have taken! =) It is eight thirty, the house is quiet except for Mama reading to the boys in there room down the hall, and Dolly Parton singing "I will always love you" (very pretty and sad song, btw) I guess I kind of skimped on my Valentins post, but I promise there is a post to follow this one for Valentins day... I started on one a couple days ago, and never finished it. Anyway, here are the pictures~ Oh, and congratulations to everyone who made it throught big bad Monday! =)
Valentines
Happy Valentines day~ hope your day is full of puppy love! =)
Lydia~
P.S a big post coming soon!
if~
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
IF you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look to good nor talk to wise;
If oyou can dream- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think- and not amke thoughs your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to amke a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gabe your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em iup with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnins
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a work about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerce and sinew
To serce your turn on after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to the: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue;
Or walk with kings- nor lose the common touch;
If enither foes nore lobing friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none to much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worith of distance run-
Yours is the earth and everything in it,
And - Which is more- you'll be a man my son!
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
IF you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look to good nor talk to wise;
If oyou can dream- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think- and not amke thoughs your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to amke a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gabe your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em iup with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnins
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a work about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerce and sinew
To serce your turn on after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to the: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue;
Or walk with kings- nor lose the common touch;
If enither foes nore lobing friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none to much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worith of distance run-
Yours is the earth and everything in it,
And - Which is more- you'll be a man my son!
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