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December on 9th


Kimberly is now the official *hat maker* in the house.  



She even learned how to make pretty flowers to go on them.  I look horrible in hats, but that won't stop me from choosing some yarn at Hobby Lobby and having her make me one.  With ruffles.



Twirly skirts.


Autumnal Pictures.......



Cookie Exchange !!



Heather wins the prettiest ornament award. !!




I sent some washrags to Kansas to sell at a store where my sister works.  
Some key chains, too. See the purse?  The plastic around the magnet tore.  I threw it away.  
Now I'm using my Fossil Vintage one.




This is what the top of our piano looks like.  
Laugh in December.
And no, it's not on fire.



I'm almost to the end of the year with my Bible reading.  I can't wait to start next year.



Thank you General Wok.


A very good friend from the past visited our church and preached.  



When I got up one December morning, I smiled.......it looks like somebunny from *WhoVille* did the dishes.



Just some zinnias......


I hope I always remember to plant zinnias, marigolds, cosmos, lettuce and radish the end of September.
It makes a really nice December.


Our Autumn doorway.



As everybunny knows, I love Autumn skies.



I also love where leaves fall.



We also don't have any water right now.
I should have known when I saw the trucks that I should wash my hands and get a drink....



So, halfway through December, this is what we've done.

Comments

Rebecca said…
Mercy, friend! What a December it's been for you so far!

I like the hats & can't wait to see you in your ruffly one...I think this is the first I realized that Bunny isn't a bunny...we're having a cookie exchange during the Sunday school hour this week. (Seems not too many are wanting to participate. This may be the last year.)

If busy hands are happy hands, your hands must be VERY happy :)

Keep laughing, loving, and listening (sermons, Bible reading, etc.)
Mo said…
YES! Bunny is a dog and Donut is a rabbit. Cookie exchange=calories+fun.
Jersey Mama said…
I like this post a lot! I want to live where flowers bloom in December ... and I don't mean just Christmas cactus, either.
Chas said…
What a wonderful post. Way to go Kimberly! The hats are awesome!
Anonymous said…
I LOVE the way you did your Bible reading marking, I may have to borrow the idea! :o)
Mo said…
Michele, I used Prisma colored pencils. They're worth the money!
Mo said…
Jersey Mama....I can't get a Christmas Cactus to live!

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