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Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 3, 2011

This is where I thrive

     I love my home.


Doesn't this look cozy?  There is a Breakfast Nook hidden behind that counter.


This woodstove is a dream of mine.  If we ever hafta' move, it will break my heart to leave this stove behind.



This is the wrong angle.  That is tucked into a little corner section an' it is one 'uh my favorite places to sit an' chat with my good hubby-buddy.  He gets to sit on the miniature church pew.




Studying is so peaceful at my English Double-Desk.  It sets jus' below my stained glass window.  Aaaaah!  Ain't life grand?

     Until the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

Friday, May 7, 2010

I Wish My House Guests Would Just Go Away...

     Listen!  You hear that?  We have new tenants in our lovely home.  Non-paying tenants, I might add.  I can hear them alla' time.  {{{{{scratch, scratch, scrape, thump, bump, scratch}}}}}  I think its rude, the way they just moved in without asking so much as, "By your leave... "

     Listen!  Hear 'em?  Do they hafta' make those noises?  I don't think I would mind so much sharing the house if they would only stop with those scary, creepy noises.  I half-expect one of 'em to step through the ceiling, any minute.  And did they hafta' choose MY office to park themselves in?  Its the tiniest room in the house.  I didn't go out and invite 'em in.  How R-U-D-E!!! 

     I've pounded on the wall, trying to get rid of 'em, but they don't take the hint.  Its sort of disconcerting, knowing that just a couple of inches away, there's something gnawing on my house.  I don't mean to be a rude hostess, but I really wish they would all go away.  Its enough to make me look forward to moving OUT of my beautiful, beautiful house.  As the years go by, I will not recall with fondness the rude house guests that lived in our attic.

     How about you?  Have you ever had to deal with critters like this?  How did you handle it?  Thanks for paying a visit.  Until the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

Monday, February 8, 2010

How Orphan Trains Affect Our Lives, Today

     Have you ever read about Orphan Train Children?  Who knew that little children were scattered over a nation, by way of train, to provide homes?  If you've never heard of this system of placing children with families, you really should pick up some books about it and start reading.
     Charles Loring Brace, a young minister, had moved to New York City to continue his Seminary training.  Coming from a prominent Connecticutt family, he was completely shocked at what he discovered.  Thousands of homeless children roamed the streets, orphaned, abandoned, forgotten.

     Wanting to help, Charles formed the Children's Aid Society in 1853, in an effort to unite desperate, needy children with loving parents.  Farming families to the west, he felt, would provide the love and nurture that these children so desperately needed.  Eventually, through his efforts, more than 100,000 children were placed into homes by sending them on what became known as Orphan Trains.

     There are arguments for and against the system that was used for placing so many children.  Naturally, there were those who abused such a plan, taking into their homes only those whom they felt would work hard and provide free labor.  Having read a great deal on the subject, I'm also aware that there were cases of physical and sexual abuse.  However, there can be found many stories of loving, caring families who took their responsibilities to train a child and show love as the sacred position it should be.

     Depending on the account I am reading at the moment, I have mixed feelings.  On the one hand, there were actually vagrant children as young as five years old who were thrown into prison with adult criminals because they had nowhere to go, before the Orphan Train was established.  I cannot imagine the horrors that such a child would experience.  Charles Loring Brace knew there would be abuses, I'm sure.  Overall, though, I believe that he felt Good would prevail and the world, particularly for the forgotten children, would be a better place.

     As I understand it, the Orphan Train became the forerunner to the Fostering system we have, today.  Sadly, in both worlds, there are some who abuse the system.  But I hope I am correct in believing that many children do find loving and caring adults, with whom lasting relationships are developed.  No one should be without love and anyone who has or does abuse a child is, in my opinion, lower than the dirt and deserves every bit of punishment they receive, here and in the hereafter.

     Are you or do you know someone whose life was changed by the Orphan Trains?  I would so much like to meet and visit with you.  Perhaps you know someone and don't even realize it?  I think we would all be surprised to know our neighbors a little better.  Don't you?  Until the next time, keep a hug on.

Yaya

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Is there no limit to the joy?

     Last night, I promised to share my good news with you.  Lookie!  Lookie!  Mommy Tantrums has given me a pretty award... with CUPCAKES!  I loove cupcakes.  It is a Happy 101 Award.  And all I gotta' do is tell you ten things that make me happy and then, share my award with ten others.  Don't you just loooove Bloggie World?

     Now, let me think.  Is there anything in this entire world that makes me happy?  hmmmm.  This could really tax my brain.  haha.  Actually, lots and lots of things make me happy.  Like, for instance, bubbles.  Don't you just adooore bubbles?  How could anyone not be happy with bubbles around?

     I also get a particular thrill over air.  I find it so much easier to make it through my day when I have air.  Don't you?

     When there are children around, I often break into giggles, so I guess that would classify as something that makes me happy.  And when its my grandies, well, we all giggle.

     Water, for sure!  I am so happy that I can have water.  'Else, how could I wash my hands?  And I would have to eat my food with icky hands.  Eeeeeeewww!  So, water for clean hands.

     Chocolate Chip Ice Cream.  Oh, and Pecan Praline, too.  Did I mention that Chocolate Cherry Ice Cream REALLY brings a smile to my face?  Yeah, pretty-much any kind of ice cream.  Well, not licorice.  And not mint.  But I like all the others, pro'lly.

     Getting published, so if any of you are agents, don't hesitate to interrupt me here.  I'm more than happy to share my work with you.  :-)

     Getting my own home would really make me happy, so if any of you happen to know where my home is... you know.  I'm just sayin'.

     Knowing that you are here, reading my words.  Ain't it great having Bloggy Friends?

     Knowing that tomorrow I will prob'ly know more than I know today 'cause I love learning new things.

     And the ultimate happiness in my world is all of my family and friends together, watching some great kids' movies that have been created from books I wrote, having my grandies snuggling close and all of us eating all the ice cream and cookies we want.

     Now, I am so thrilled to be able to share this award with these wunnerful people:


     I hope you have had as much fun as I have with my award.  Please go and check out all these great sites, including Mommy Tantrums, whom I sooooo appreciate for giving me such a pretty award.  There is fun to be found.  'Til tomorrow's fun, keep a hug on.

Yaya


Saturday, May 23, 2009

My Favorite Room In The House

In my house, there is a room where I spend lots of time. I love to write; articles, stories, poems, thoughts. This is a place where I can put in black and white the many feelings that make up who I am. This is where I can talk about home and family; where I can discuss the thrill that country life brings me.
Do you have a place like that? Somewhere that feels like it belongs in your heart? Actually, my entire home feels that way, but my office is where I spend most of my time. In truth, the room is small and 'Hugs' me with its closeness because I have it filled with tools, supplies and toys for the things I like to do. You know, the kinds of things that bring me joy, such as crafts, technology and books. I just don't think I could do it without all of these supplies, although I'm sure Peter Walsh would beg to differ. My system for accessing my tools may not be the best, but when I want to work magic with the many tools related to crafts, I burrow and search until I have found the item that will do the job I wish to do.

That's whey I have created Yaya's Home; so I would have the 'Virtual' space to expand my interests and my capabilities. In this, my 'Virtual Office,' space is unlimited and the only thing holding me back from the perfect system of organization is lack of knowledge. Fortunately, that is something that is being remedied, even as I type. In the past month, I have begun to learn some of the steps to building a blog and I will be learning much more in the days ahead, I'm sure. You are welcome to follow as I begin to apply ever-newer steps to building a 'Virtual' office and sharing with you my 'Home On The Internet.' I'm looking forward to each new level of education. You might also enjoy watching this site to see if I do, indeed, learn how to decorate and organize in this, my 'Virtual World.' Welcome to my world.

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