There's A Reason For That Cheesy Grin

     Lookie... lookie up there.  You see that picture of the little red-haired girl in the Little Red Wagon at the top of this page?  That's me.  You see how she is trying to smile, but her mouth is closed?  That's on accounta' her teeth are hurtin'... still.  She's trying very hard to pretend it is not bothering her, but the Tooth Gremlins are working night and day to create as much havoc as possible.  So, Yaya sits in her Little Red Wagon, grinning and bearing it.  grrrrr

     On the UP-side, I am getting a little better each day... I think.  Its a funny thing about pain and misery, though.  After you reach a certain point, there seems to be nothing left to compare it to.  Soooooo, my good hubby-buddy (bless his heart) gets to be on the receiving end of my moans and groans.  He very pleasantly takes it all in stride... and takes SUCH good care of me.  I am soooo blessed..

     This too shall pass, though.  As I used to tell my little kiddo's, "In 1,000 years, we'll be able to look back on this moment and laugh."  Ah, but time passes oh, so slowly when you're watching water boil.  *grin*

     And how have you all been?  I'm so sorry I haven't been 'round to visit much.  I do think about you and appreciate it so when you come to see me.  Your comments and prayers are extremely helpful.  Hopefully, I'll be back on track before long and we can do some more visiting over the backyard fence or over a cuppa' hot cocoa.  Thanks for your prayers and kind thoughts.

     Until the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

Two Miracles In One Day!

     Don't you just loooooove Blog Valley?  Yesterday, I was given two gifts, because I blog, that I might never have known about, otherwise.  Here in Blog Valley, we enjoy something that none of our predecessors ever had; friendships that were previously beyond our reach.

     If you happened to wander by, yesterday, you may have enjoyed learning about the Orphan Trains that changed history for 75 years.  It was a most amazing time in American history and one which continues to intrigue me.

     Marilyn, a follower and frequent visitor, was here and said that she had not heard of the Orphan Trains.  I visited her home on the web and was rewarded with extremely good news.  In fact, you just may want to rejoice with Marilyn when you pop over to her house and read how excited she is.  Congratulations, Marilyn!  Our prayers have been answered.  I am truly thankful.

     But the good news did not stop there.  No, I was further excited when someone new wandered onto the scene, specifically to comment about my subject of choice; Orphan Trains.  So there I was, minding my own business and chatting about a subject of which I am passionate.  I asked if anyone's lives had been affected by the appearance of Orphan Trains in America and POOF!  Was I really thinking anyone would answer yes to such a question?  Of course not. 

     But did I learn even more than I knew, before?  You bet your sweet bippy, I did and you will, too, if you go to her blog.  In fact, Donna's grampa' was an Orphan Train Traveler!!!  And Donna came to MY little home on the web!  Can you believe it?

     So be sure to visit Marilyn and congratulate her on her wonderful, outstanding good news.  And head over to Donna's house and check out the story about her grampa' and many others who took part in  a remarkable era in American history.  Until the next time, keep a hug on.

Yaya