January 30, 2010

Saturday night we had some peoples over for pizza, sledding, doughnuts and games-

MaryBeth was having fun.

My conscience was stabbing me for posting that last picture (my conscience does not prick. It stabs. Hard.) so in the interest of restitution I put up this lovely one of Katie and Frieda looking lovely—with me chewing in the background.

Wade, Josiah, Bethany and Bret playing foosball.

Bret and Bethany won!

Very few people wished to reenact the infamous pizza eating contest of last year, but Bethany and Josiah tried. The complaint was that “the pieces are bigger this year than before”.

Some of the guys.

 

Nobody took pictures of sledding, doughnuts, or Encore, so you shall have to just imagine it. We had a wonderful time, though!

Thanks to everybody who came; Bret, Wade, James, Josiah, Isaac, Hezekiah, Katie, Frieda, MaryBeth, Hannah, and Bethany,   and to Wade and Hannah for the pictures.

How Great Thou Art!

 

O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

 

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: “my God, how great Thou art!”

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

Of Coffee and Friendship

First things looked up…

Then down.

WAY down.

The moral of the story? If Bethany has coffee, then asks you if you want to wear matching outfits that night, and take some pictures, say no.

(And these are the “good” ones! Maybe someday I’ll post the others…..)

I love you, Bethany, and am very thankful for the many things not least of which is laughter that you add to my life!

Something for You to Do…

…. go take this test and then come back and tell me your results. And then I’ll tell you what mine were.

(btw, I found this waaaay back in the archives of Lydia’s blog, so thanks, Lyd!)

Hannah’s Baby Shower

The adorable cake, made by MaryBeth

We were quite amused by something, I guess…

Hannah and Renee. Auntyhood is wonderful!  I thought this picture was cute even though it was a little fuzzy—besides, it was the only clear one of Hannah, the reason we were having a baby shower!

Little miss big eyes

I believe Lydia was hungry.

Bethany displaying some of the gifts Hannah received.

Jamming after church today. I have no idea where this picture came from, but it was on my camera.

Megan took the pictures at the baby shower—thank you, Megs!

 

I’m relatively healthy now, just coughing yet, so I should be back to posting more often.

Of Family, Friends, and Fun

 This is going to be a very long picture post to catch y’all up on what’s been going on in the Truitt family the last few weeks. If you make it all the way through to the end, leave me a comment and tell me about your Christmas!

on December 15th, we put up the tree–MaryBeth putting the angel on the top while I…directed. Or thought about candy canes, possibly.

Christmas shopping with Bethany on the 16th. Dear BSBT decided that she was going to take me out for Chinese and coffee in honor of my upcoming birthday. That may sound like an odd combination unless you realize that to me, sesame chicken is right up there with licorice and jelly beans on my list of favorite foods, and to both of us coffee is…well…let’s say we were both very hyper on the drive home. So it was a perfect day—thank you, Bethany!

On Saturday the 19th we performed the Christmas concert at the nursing home.

Jackson, James, and Jared Cook

Half-asleep before the concert began. Saturday morning is not my thing.

 

Tuning up.

On Sunday, the 20th, we did the concert again, this time at church.

Joe, Liz, Natalie, Zachary and Bethany at church

Think whatever you want to about this one…

“Saved by the blood of the crucified one!

The Father, He spake, and His will it was done.

Great price of my pardon-His own precious Son.

Saved by the blood of the crucified one!”

 

On Monday we went sledding…

Joe and Natalie coming back up the hill

Dad and Bethany waiting their turn.

I was having a severe attack of sled sickness, which is fundamentally the same as car sickness or sea sickness, except it occurs while sledding and causes you to sit at the top of the hill wondering whether or not it was actually such a good idea to go sledding right after you ate.

And bowling….

Zachary

Watching Bethany’s ball roll slooooowly down the alley.

And presents!

Liz and baby Micah-Caleb-Josiah-Cole-Allen-Luke-Schyler-Daniel-Austin Truitt. We spent quite a bit of time discussing names, as you might have guessed.

(Fairlambs–I thought it was so funny that two of their top names were Caleb and Josiah!)

The kid with the funky smile and her aunty.

Okay—it’s official now, because we have photographic proof. My oldest niece can pick me up. And hold me for about long enough to get a picture. Bless her heart. But I refuse to allow her to grow taller than I. She must stop growing. NOW!

 

Christmas Day!

Dad said that I should title this picture “The Three Cardinals”, but mom said “The Three Birds” would be better. So take your pick.

Lena, me, and Adam. Yes, I was slouching!

One of my favorite presents!!! Yes, I got my banjo.

Mom opening the music box I gave her.

My crazy cat.

 

Friday evening the Phillips’ came over and we celebrated my 17th birthday.

The Brother-In-Law, trying to look innocent and failing miserably.

Yes, we can get a bit goofy. But what are sisters for if not to have fun with?

Aww, how sweet. They’ve been married almost eleven months now! This past year seemed like it went by really fast.

I blew out all seventeen candles with one breath.

Dad and Amos Phillips blowing those things at each other. What are they called? Anyways, they had fun!

A non-goofy sisters picture.

 And Saturday morning I woke up with something strongly resembling the flu, which is why I’m not at church today. I think I shall be fine in time for New Year’s Eve, though!

 

Have a wonderful last few days of 2009!!

Sisters Through The Years

The picture is clickable if you want to see it up close.

Or at least it used to be. I’m not at all sure what happened.

Merry Christmas!

 

From Miss Bethany Anne, my darling youngest niece.

At nine o’clock tonight I will attain the lofty heights of seventeen years of living.

More pictures to come soon!

You all have a wonderful Christmas, and God bless you!

 

A Few More Pics…

At the beginning of the parade we were stuck behind a lot of people and so we could barely see, let alone get good pictures. So Hannah said “Hey Anna, want to get on my back so you can get pictures?” We did get a few strange looks but we got some clear pictures so it was worth it all.

A much better view of the tree. Look at how much taller it is than the buildings along River St.!

Last night and on into today we got quite a bit more snow….

Poor cold sheep.

“Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait,

Come now, and within me a new heart create.

To those who have sought Thee

Thou never saidst “No”.

Now wash me, and I shall be

whiter than snow.

 

Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat;

I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet.

By faith, for my cleansing

I see Your blood flow

Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
 

The blessing by faith, I receive from above;

O glory! my soul is made perfect in love;

My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know,

The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow.”
 

 ”Lord Jesus, you are my righteousness, I am your sin. You have taken upon yourself what is mine and given me what is yours. You have become what you were not so that I might become what I was not.” -Martin Luther-

Victorian Sleighbell Parade

Last night I went with Mrs. Roberson, MaryBeth, and Hannah to the Victorian Sleighbell Parade in Manistee.

I’ll add more pictures to this post when Hannah e-mails them to me.

Mounted police

The horses pulling the first tree.

The second tree. We were sitting on the curb so it was kind of impossible to get a picture of the whole tree.

Self portrait of Hannah and me on the way home. This picture is black and white because I was still a little green looking in the original. You see, a few minutes before I had been taking a drink from the thermos of tea just as Mrs. Roberson accelerated, and a WHOLE lot of tea was distributed to my face, down my throat, and all over my sweater. I never knew it was possible to get tea stuck in your throat and have to cough for ten minutes. Now I know.

This is what it looks like out our front door this morning.

Dad isn’t feeling well today, in case you are wondering why I’m at home putting up a blog post instead of at church.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!