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Weekends are for Sweets, sons, and simple blessings

It was a fast weekend.  It seemed to go by so very quickly.  Just not enough time to savor all that I want to soak up in a weekend.

I had minor outpatient surgery on Monday that went fine, but is taking more time than I had expected to recover and get back on my feet.  I thank God for my sisters in Christ who provided us with meals every single night and were there for anything I might possibly need.  What great friends!  These wonderful ladies are simple blessings for me!

So, Saturday I mostly sat around, did a very quick grocery stop (remember those sisters who cooked for me?, well, the residual blessing was that I didn’t have much to shop for while still recovering either).

I haven’t baked in awhile and one of those awesome sisters of mine offered to watch my boys while my sweet husband and I got out for a bit, so I baked some cookies to send along.  My current favorites.  I add chocolate chips, because everything is better with chocolate! A cookie, is a beautiful yummy simple blessing!

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My second oldest came to visit for the weekend!  It is always so good to see those who don’t live with me.  The other boys like watching each other play computer games. (Tasty Planet this time) I will never understand the joy in that.  Brothers are a simple blessing.

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Sunday morning. I snuggled into the corner of my couch with my prayers, books, and tablet…oh, and my cup of coffee! Coffee and books…simple, but a bountiful blessing!

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I had a friend on the couch with me.

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Then he got a ilttle closer as I was composing a post for Facebook.

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Finally he decided that he was more important than anything I was currently trying to do. Fellowship of bunny friends is a simple blessing.

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More sweets were in order once the kids were all ready to head to church.  Donuts are a joy to little boys.

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I went down to the Detroit Institute of Arts to see my oldest son perform a dance program.  Unfortunately, I was off in my timing and found a parking spot just at the same time that he was scheduled to be FINISHED.  Yes, I missed it.  All of it.  BUT, I did retrieve him from his room and bring him home with me for the night.

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So, I had ALL of my boys under one roof for about an hour before the other hand to leave.  An hour is better than nothing!  An hour of togetherness is a simple blessing.

I hope your weekend was filled with simple blessings as well.

When we struggle….make banana scones

Sometimes I struggle.  Sometimes I really get down and dirty and wrestle with myself.  Sometimes the struggle isn’t won through the fight, and sometimes it is (like when the laundry just needs doing).

Seems that a lot of struggles are growing pains.  This blog is a growing pain.  I am struggling to find my voice.  A voice that  is unfamiliar and yet a central part of me.

So, I have struggled this week with a post.  I have read, researched, written, and shared with my husband.  The end result?

Banana Scones. Continue reading