Saturday, July 9, 2011
Emily...
Friday, June 3, 2011
Protected?
She rested her hands on the 'y', formed by the two trunks. Leaping, she let her feet fall between the trunks. Balancing herself, she pulled up to the branch above and jumped onto her grandparent's roof.
Angie leaned back and looked up at the clouds and sighed. She doubted she'd ever get an answer to her inquiry.
Ten minutes later, Angela sat up and walked back to the tree and began to climb back down. Her foot slipped! Frantically, Angie grabbed the trunk. But wait a minute... hadn't someone grabbed her waist and hoisted her back onto the branch? Slowly, Angie turned around and then opened her mouth and tried to scream. A girl about her age was standing behind her.
This girl had blond hair and dark blue eyes that seemed to be perpetually lit up. She smiled at Angie, gave her a wink, turned, and then shot up into the sky and was gone.

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Still gaping, Angie got off the tree and ran up to the large deck in front of their house. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw her 3 year old brother, Bobby, being followed around by a person. Angie watched as her 5 year old sister, Jasmine (or as they called her, Jazzy), come out of the house with a person trailing her as well.
Jazzy grabbed a stick. "Bobby, w-, w- we're gonna play jump-over-the-stick. I'm going to spin this near the ground," Jazzy waved the stick around, "and you jump..."
Angie's eyes almost popped out of her head as she saw the person following Bobby put his hand over Bobby's left eye just as Jazzy's stick whacked the left side of Bobby's head and scrape over his eye.
"Ow!" Bobby began to cry, then got mad and began to run after Jazzy.
"Oh no you don't, young man! Stop right there," Angie led both kids inside to Mom and looked back at the man who had helped Bobby.
He looked at her, smiled, and said simply, "God told me to do it."
Angie nodded. "This is weird! Who are these guys? Who was the girl who helped me earlier?"
"Well, we're angels on an important mission," Jazzy's angel began. "And God assigned us to these two children to make sure they don't hurt themselves or others. However, we only protect them if God says to. If God says to leave them alone, then we just stand by and watch."
Angie looked at them. "I guess God told you what I was thinking, huh?"
Both angels let out a deep laugh. "Yup," both said in unison. They smiled at her, then, just as the girl that had helped Angie had done, shot up into the sky and was gone.
Angie didn't see any more angels until night time. Then, as she was putting Bobby and Jazzy to bed, the two angels suddenly appeared. Angie had no idea where they came from... they were just there.
She didn't say anything to them. Just nodded to them in acknowledgment and went to bed
herself. As she drifted off to sleep that night the last thing she remembered after thanking God for protecting Bobby's eye, was the girl coming in and sitting on her own bed, and herself thinking, "It's kind of strange that I don't feel weird that someone is watching me so closely."
When Angie woke the next morning, the girl was nowhere to be seen. However, when Angie, her mom, Jazzy, and Bobby were coming home from grocery shopping, all three angels appeared again. All three waved and smiled at her as they flew along behind the car.
"Mom! Speed up!" Angie shouted. A car was coming 90 mph toward them. As Angie's mom smashed down on the gas pedal, Angie watched in amazement as the girl grabbed the back of their car and began pushing. Angie turned to watch the speedometer go from 60 mph to 80 mph. She snapped her head back. Jazzy and Bobby's angels were bracing themselves against the oncoming truck, slowing it down faster than normal.
Angie looked at her mom. "Did you pray for safety before you left the house, Mom?"
"Well, yea. I always do," Angie's mom checked her mirrors to make sure the truck was traveling at a normal pace. "Why?"
"Just wondering what would have happened just now had you not prayed," Angie shrugged her shoulders. "Do you pray protection over us kids?"
"First thing every morning."
Angie nodded. It made sense.
Angie sat up and yawned. "Dude! I have got a sunburn!" Angie winced. "Wait. Didn't I just about die? Where's the car? Where's Bobby and Jazzy's angels?" Angie shrugged. She didn't care if she had dreamed all that. She was grateful to God for answering her question in such an awesome way.
She slowly walked to the edge of the roof and set her feet on the tree trunk. She stood up. "Oh great!" she thought as her foot slipped. She grabbed for the trunk and caught hold. Her feet were now firmly on the tree trunk. Angie smiled. "Thank You, God. You're more than amazing. Thank You."
Angie began to laugh when she neared their deck. There was Jazzy waving her stick and Bobby angrily chasing her around the deck with a red patch on the left side of his face. Angie began to laugh.
"Oh no you don't, young man! Stop right there." Angie led her siblings into the house and shut the door wondering if those three angels were laughing with her.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Bunny Craze
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Giveaway!

Ultimate Dog Tease
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Palace at Versailles

Andre Le Notre
Statue made by Andre Le Notre









Only Louis XIV followed this rigid schedule though. His son and grandson did not adopt it because they could not stand the rigidness of it.
Etiquette was of great importance at the Palace of Versailles. People did not knock of the king's door... they scratched with their left pinky. Many courtiers grew their left pinky fingernail long to serve just this purpose. Ladies did not hold hands or link arms with gentlemen. They laid their arm on top of a gentleman's bent arm when walking with him... only fingertips were allowed to be touched. No one crossed legs in public and when an acquaintance was met on the street gentlemen acknowledged them by raising their hats off their heads. Also, gentlemen did not work. Instead they danced, fenced, gave speeches, and wrote letter. The fashionable lady's dress did not allow her to do much activity. Instead she could sew, knit, or spend time making her own perfume and cosmetics.
Essentially, everything about the Palace at Versailles was made and done to fit the king's wished or needs. So much respect was given the king that when the chamber maid passed a group of courtiers with the king's chamber pot, all the courtiers got on one knee and showed respect to the king.
In fact, the kings' selfishness, pride, and desire for power drove the country to revolution. The Palace at Versailles, while magnificent and beautiful to behold, cost a shocking amount of money... 116,438,892 livres or 2.5 billion in American currency. Only the middle class was expected to pay taxes for the king's frivolity. The rich were not required to pay any taxes at all! This led to much bitterness and resentment among the middle class, which in turn caused a revolt.
While Versailles is beautiful and shows the architect, painter, and worker's talents, it did not favor to the middle class people who bore the brunt of this outragious extravagance.
Guess where I want to visit now... VERSAILLES!!!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Lovely Randomness :)
Friday, April 29, 2011
Giveaway


Stephanie @ Stephanie's Saga is giving away these two lovely rings to two different winners! Be sure to go take a look, ok?
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Yep... I'm a girly girl
I'd never actually had a necklace using leather so it was nice to try something new :).
This is my favorite :). So simple and the beads are awEsome.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Meet Chance the Bunny Rabbit
What is your first though after seeing the above photo? How about, AWWWWWWWWW!!! Yep, I knew I was right.
And by now you are probably in tears from the cuteness. Doesn't this cutie remind you of Peter Rabbit in his blue jacket? Easter week our dog, Sammie, brought this bunny to our front yard. Thankfully, Ann found him before Sam had a chance to crush his bones. Ewww... let's not think about that. I thought it was pretty cool that we got this bunny on Easter week... yes, I know bunnies have nothing to do with Easter. But still.
Ann named him Chance since his life was a bit chanc-y till we found him.
We think his mom pushed him out of the nest because his left front foot is lame. Ann was hoping that since she had gotten him at approximately 12 days she'd be able to domesticate him to where she could keep him. However, Ann felt like he wasn't really happy in his cage and so let him go on Saturday of last week. I hope he's ok out there. Poor guy...