If you’re a big fan of Outlander, the Scottish highlands love romance, or just looking for a good read I personally recommend these as some of my favorites. Coffee, tea and your favorite place to read are all the additions besides maybe chocolate…
I loved this entire series. I read them out of order while I was acquiring the books. They combine adventure, history, romance and time travel. I will not accept the blame if you can’t put it down to go to sleep.
Wether its the Emerald isles or the Emerald Coast, they both get their names from May’s beautiful birthstone….you guessed it Emeralds. These precious stones have been coveted by humanity throughout history and its easy to see why. If you have a May birthday this is your stone. If not the allure and beauty of the stones gives all the reason needed to add these to your wardrobe.
Colors range from light Columbian to deep Emerald. Most are determined by mine location. The fewer inclusions the more valuable the stone. In times gone by these stones were thought to have powers beyond matching a gown. Some are rumored to be cursed, while some held curative powers if ingested. Emeralds are so coveted they even have a shape of diamonds and gems named after them.
A symbol of unending love and honesty have encouraged favoritism as wedding stones of choice. The Regency era in particular Irish and English girls received many. Long seen as a symbol of hope and prophecy made them very popular. Unlike the red ruby, a statement of passionate love, an emerald conveys a complex symbolism and emotions. Cleopatra draped herself in Emerards. Rich luscious green color beautifully played off the violet of Elizabeth Taylor’s eyes in the 1960’s
While being most calming color green it reflexes growth, peace,balance, and reflection. Healing and fertility are also attributed to these very rare gemstone. Verdant tones and inside are tempered by cool blue within the stone symbolize a steadfast bond.
Giving an emerald, you showing a dash of humanity. You’re considered “green” or a bit naive when you don’t have everything figured out in life. This should be seen as a positive when you consider your new life as a couple is defined by many unforseen obstacles to confront and solve together and learn lessons from.
Emeralds are often associated with strong sexuality and fertility, it was historically believed to help with difficult births or the problems bearing children. Linked to healing and balance within the nervous, respiratory and even aid digestion. Ancient Romans, for example, felt that the very soul of an individual was restored when they wore emerald jewelry.
So whether they are for your Birthday, or you just love the color I wish you any luck they may contain.
Don’t forget to show all the moms out there lots of love. Its one of the hardest jobs out there and there are no days off. So make sure you show them some special love.
These love bugs are so cute. They make a great treat instead of candy for classrooms too.
Fruit cups or even applesauce, pipe cleaners, craft paper and/or pompoms, black Sharpie marker, glue, and googly eyes, will make these the talk of the town. Church groups, classroom exchanges, family gifts it makes for a sweet treat without the candy.
Almost too cute to eat!
I found these adorable treats through Pintrest, while searching for things my 6 yr old niece could make for her classmates.
This site has an abundance of cute simple projects kids can do. Make sure you check out some of the other neat crafts she has.
Thank you for everything. I have a little problem that we dealt with this year and I’m asking your advice e on how to avoid this next year. I moved home after a stoke that left me permenaley disabled. So my husband and I moved into my mom’s house as she was there all alone, We were bothspending a great deal at tine and the financial advantages work well for all. In October hurricane Micheal hit the Gulf Coast so my youngest brother, wife and 2 kids took refuge from the storm. Like so many they lost everything. Thier home, they were renting, got a tree through it. Everthing was soaking wet and then developed mold. So as the children and parents could really use a dose of holiday cheer, we endevored, over thier protests to make it a good Christmas for all.
My husband spent three weeks helping me decorate, cook, buy and wrap presents, knowing the joy would be seeing thier faces on Christmas Day. So we spent a good amount of time with all the preperations. On Christmas eve we were up until 4am putting the finishing touches on packages, filling stockings, and any last minute things left to do. We planned to try and get a little sleep since the kids didn’t get in bed despite anyone’s best efforts till 11pm. Thinking they would sleep in just a little we planned to get up between 9 and 10 the next morning. Three year olds do not have the same time zone as the rest of us. 6am three yr olds are up begging, not quietly, to open presents. Anybodies present under the tree.
Mom works at the hospital so Christmas day is a workday. They prompted by an early morning wake up decide they can no longer contain or restrain a certain 3 year old boy. I am roused from slumber myself and informed that Santa has been here and the children can no longer be put off. As I am disabled I use a hospital bed that will not fit in our bedroom. Knowing how much my husband wants to see this I call him. I know we went to bed 2 hours ago so I’m expecting him not to be thrilled with this but we can take a nap later.
The conversation goes as follows;
Me – Santa has been here.
Him – Who?
Me – Santa
Him – Who?
Me – Santa Claus.
Him – Do you know what time it is? We just went to bed.
Me – They are opening presents and I thought you would want to see.
Him – Who did you say was here?
Me -Santa, I thought you would want to see.
Him – (Emphatically) “No”
Me – Are you sure?
Him – (very emphatic) “NO”.
Me – Okay go back to sleep.
I have my brother who is handing out the gifts leave his and mine for the most part under the tree. I’m now wide awake. I opened the gifts from my neice, mom, brother and sister-in-law. After thank you’s are exchanged, I ask for my first cup of coffee as my mom heads out the door to the hospital. All is quiet until 10am.
Hubby is up and upon entering the livingroom is astonished to see the only presents remaining is a small stack. He was so disappointed. The conversation went something close to this;
Him – What the heck?
Me – I called you. You said no! You didn’t want to come see.
Him – You said Santa was here.
Me – Yes, Santa was here did you want to come see
Him – no I didn’t want to see someone dressed as Santa. Couldn’t they have waited until I was up?
Me – Have you ever tried talking a three year old into waiting? They wanted to do this so mom could see before she went to work. I called you when this was happening earlier.
Him – No you said Santa was here. Did I want to see him? I thought maybe one of your brothers dressed up as Santa, or you hired someone to come play Santa, and this was the only time they could come. Well this just ruins my Christmas. I really wanted to see this. Why couldn’t it wait till I was here.
Me – I’m sorry that’s why I called you even though it was so early.
Him – You said nothing about them opening presents. All you said was someone dressed as Santa was here.
Me – Do we often invite, strange men in weird clothing into the house with children at 6am? Especially with all the wrapped gifts under the tree? Is this something you think we regularly do even on Christmas morning?
Him – I have set my phone to record all calls for business reasons. It helps me remember what was said and agreed upon when I talk to people about jobs. Let’s play the recording back, because you never said anything about opening presents.
You can hear everything we both said. I talked about Santa having come (I’m in the room with the kids). I repeated it twice. He still says no twice. The next line is garbled, but I’m sure I reiterated they are opening presents. Then after another “no” I say okay go back to sleep then.
Long story short both little and us big kids had a good Christmas. Toys, clothes, household, things we needed and things we like.
My neices came later that afternoon and he got to see them tear into thier gifts. It helped make up at least some of the disappointment of earlier.
So I guess my question is has this ever happened to anyone else?
Even though we had a good laugh about it, how do we not do this again? This experience was too funny not to share. I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, and we look forward to a bright and happy 2019.