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What do you do with lemons?

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As the great former baseball player and manager Yogi Berra said, "Cut my pie into four slices, I don't think I can eat eight."

As Easter is upon us, we might think about what to serve to our loved ones. Do we cook a ham  or something altogether different like beef or lamb? I have to admit friends, my thoughts like Yogi Berra's turn to sweets, pies to be exact.

I wanted to share with you a recipe for a delicious Lemon Icebox Pie. It's is worthy of a spot on my table and I wanted to pass it along so you might use it on yours.The recipe comes from my late grandmother Inez, or as my sister and I called her "Nini."  

We'd visit in the sweltering heat of a Tupelo, Mississippi summer. Elvis' birthplace.(My mother went to junior high with him. Since he was a year older, she never met him, his picture is in her yearbook which is very neat.To this day, she's still a huge Elvis fan). 

But I digress, back to this lemony wonder. My Nini would whip up this de…

Rush for Love!

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I had the pleasure to read Author Janice Thompson's book My Heart Belongs in San Francisco recently and wanted to share a review of this book with you. If you enjoy reading clean historical fiction, you'll want to read this one.


Love comes unexpectedly for this English socialite. Her mind had one agenda, and her heart another. Author Janice Thompson wrote a wonderful romance set during the California gold rush era.

Abby Effingham has a singular goal in place to find her wayward mother and bring her home. She encounters several pitfalls which waylay her search to find her mother. She takes the advice of a person she's met along the way and heads to San Francisco knowing the lure of the city will draw her mother there. Whom she meets there is a memorable cast of characters.

Sam Harris is a hotel manager with a heart as large as the state he lives in. Will these two meet and fall in love? You'll have to see for yourself when you read this fast-paced, clean read.

Wholly broken

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This morning, this  ceramic bird accidentally lost it's tail. After I stopped my grumbling, and took a few deep breaths, I realized this is me . . . maybe you as well.

Through heartache, illness, job loss, death of a loved one, divorce are we not all broken into pieces  as the tail of this bird?



We don't have our rudder to soar into the next minute, hour, or day. 



Yet we can rely on His love, care, and protection of us. He is our rudder. 
Why, even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not; you are of more value than many sparrows. Luke 12:7

Within my own extended family I can say all the aforementioned things have happened. 
Job loss caused us to downsize and move from a home I thought we'd be in for many years. Since my family and I have gone through this, we've been able to be a support to others who have had to endure this painful, scary time in their lives. Looking back on it, we also narrowly missed the "keeping up with the Jones's' pitfall tha…