Saturday, November 22, 2008

OH! Happy Day!

I love “Happy Days”. No not the T.V. show, but the actual happy days, when your socks get blessed off by all of Gods goodness in one instant.

My happy day is today when I opened my e-mail and found more pictures of my new great-nephew Holton. The following picture was my happy day moment. That is my sister Anita holding her first grandchild.

My sister Anita, 9 years older than me, who used to cry when I received a spanking, and who made a special trip to K-State when I attended college there to talk me out of quitting school, who was the matron of honor at my wedding, who has loved my children unconditionally, and talked me through more than one parenting crisis. Who was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer and walked to deaths door and back undergoing treatments, and who waited 10 years to become a grandma; IS ONE!

I cried when she called and told me she was going to be a Grandma, because during those days of battling cancer, of baldness, and weakness, and nausea, and a literal inability sometimes to get out of bed, she shared with me her knowledge that no matter what happened, she knew “everything will be alright.” She meant that no matter, live or die, her assurance was that God MUST know what He is doing, and she put her life in his hands trusting Him fully with the possibility of getting to experience that moment pictured above.

I watched her during that time; we talked, sometimes every day. I went down often to see her; not as often as I wanted, but as I could. I knew she was growing spiritually every day. She kept a diary of all the marvelous, and some out right miraculous things that God did for them during that time, but I know as she sat and looked at Holton this last Tuesday, she knew that this child in her arms surpassed all those marvelous things that we laughed and rejoiced over during the cancer.

So this was my HAPPY DAY when I opened the e-mail (thank you Casie), and saw my sister holding what I know she would say is, next to knowing Jesus, the most marvelous and downright miraculous thing God has ever done for her.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Here HE is!!


Holton Henry Katzer, born Nov. 15th weighing in at 4lbs, 9oz. 17 in. long to proud parents David and Casie. My new Great-nephew (yes, I am a GREAT aunt just ask his mother, uncle Clinton, and all the other nieces and nephews). He is doing well, and we are all so thankful that he is here, albeit a month early.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

ROAD TRIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


My sister Anita called me last week and asked me if I wanted to take a weekend trip with her to Colorado to deliver a pick-up load of treasures to her son Clinton and Amy, his wife. I said yes and away we went. Talk about a pick-me-up! It did the trick. It was a great weekend in the mountains, clear, warm and sunny. I am so glad I went, and got to see part of my family in their “environs”. I had the honor of only being the second relative to visit who wasn’t immediate family, so I felt honored. These two were featured in a previous blog about my favorite people………still are.....always will be.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Standing...or being held up

I found this song today stumbling around in the blog world. God knew I needed it. I am missing my kids, and I am missing my Mother. Winter is coming on, the flowers are gone, and this is the first day of sunshine in 3 days…………but then I went to Serenity and Felicity’s blogs, and read of NEW LIFE with the birth of Nola Serenity, and then I found this song, and I rejoiced, because God will give me things to remind me that He is still here with me, and will hold me up no matter what. Praise God!

Monday, November 10, 2008

comical

When I saw this I had to chuckle because that is exactly the way it was and is. But the media isn't biased............

Friday, November 7, 2008

Announcing!!!! A New Blog


I am introducing a new blog, and I must give credit where it is due. Felicity White (see Rare Rocks in favorite blogs column), requested some of the recipes I alluded to in my last post. I have been contemplating starting a blog about Nesting (homemaking, "laying by", storing up, etc., and Resting (the times since Rog and I are officially empty nesters, and what that is like).
In the process, I realized that my three older sisters are also quite well versed on "Nestin' and Restin'" and I have invited them to share thier rememberances, stories, and recipes there as well. There will be pictures posted of the Horack Girls, during these years of "growing up Horack". I'm excited about this,and know that my sisters all have MUCH to offer in this rhelm. I hope all of you who read the Cerretti Blog will check out the "Nestin' and Restin'" blog over in my side bar.
Happy Days!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Thoughts on nesting........



It is the time of year that I start preparing for winter, or as I like to refer to it, nesting.
I’ve cleaned out my flower pots, and moved the lawn furniture and planters in to protect them from the winter snow and ice. I’ve had the car maintenanced, the antifreeze checked, and the tires rotated.

I have been stocking up the pantry with specials on chicken and beef broth for those winter soups and stews, and making pots of ham and beans, and chili, cheese soup, and minestrone to go into the freezer. I’ve been watching my freezer and pantry fill up with applesauce, and apple butter. In the old days they called it “laying by”, stocking up, etc. I call it nesting because I am quite literally feathering the ‘ol nest for winter.

I’ve come across several blogs on the internet that encourages this and after reading their instructions, I realize that by being raised by a mother who grew up in the depression, I have done these things all my life; they are second nature to me I just thought everyone knew it, and did it too. NEWS FLASH! They don’t.

It is such a nice feeling to be able to tell Rog when he is scavenging for “something baked or sweet” that there is a container of homemade cookies in the freezer (actually there are several, but I only tell him about the one or they would all disappear in rapid succession :). If I come down with a cold or (God forbid) the flu, we have soup that needs simply to be thawed, and frozen muffins in the freezer.

My sisters and I used to joke that we could have survived out of my Mothers’ cupboards and freezers for months without going to the store, and I find myself doing the same thing. Anymore I hate going to the store, prices are enough of a deterrent if nothing else. As the days are getting short, and the wind is chilly, and the trees and flowers are hiding for the winter, I’m preparing to do as close to the same thing as I can.