Saturday, June 26, 2010

Home Sweet Home



Hello all!

This is my house. It is a sweet little home. We are have very nice neighbors
who sweet older people. They like telling us about the flowers and plants in our yard. I didn't do a very good job this year of keeping up on them, but it has been fun getting surprised by all the different kinds of flowers and plants that have popped up in our back yard flower beds. I
also wanted to plant a garden this year, but didn't get it planted. We did get all the flower bulbs cleared out so it should be easier to get it planted next year!

I am going to begin decorating next weekend. I am starting with our bedroom and then will move on to the office, and lastly the guest room. I have decorated the bathroom already, but still need a couple more hand towels and a piece of art to go above the toilet.

I have also been working on a quilt for hospice, but am stuck on the binding. I don't remember
how this part is done and need to pic up a book from the library. I've looked on line, but haven't found anything I liked. If you have a good website or know a simple way to do this please let me know. I bought the binding, but when I put it on the seem wasn't in the right place.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

My Pupperoni

Puppy Friends

In mid March Patriot's friend Strydess came to play.
She is such a sweet dog and is much different than Patriot.
Patriot hates to be loved, but Strydess just can't get enough and will
almost sit right on you, just to be close.
These two pups had so much fun. They played all day together then would come
in and crash during the evenings.
They love each other and we say Strydess is Patriot's girlfriend.
You can see them in the pics below. Patriot even gave her a kiss!

When Strydess went home Patriot went with her and got to play at her house for
about a week. They have a lot of fun playing together, and I think Patriot misses
having a playmate. I'll look outside and will see him just laying in the grass. This is
not very common for my very nosey dog.

Enjoy the puppy pics.





Napping together

Patriot is so funny. I love to see him sleeping.
Puppy Kisses!
They're saying, "Are you going to give us a treat?"

Monday, April 19, 2010

Old Friends




Old Friends

Vintage friends (12)


"I do not say new friends are not considerate and true,
Or that their smiles ain't genuine, but still I'm tellin' you
That when a feller's heart is crushed and achin' with the pain
And teardrops come a-splashin' down his cheeks like summer rain,
Becoz his grief an' loneliness are more than he can bear
Somehow it's only old friends, then, that really seem to care.
The friends who've stuck through thick an' thin, who've known you, good an' bad,
Your faults an' virtues, an' have seen the struggles you have had,
When they come to you gentle-like an' take your hand an' say:
"Cheer up! we're with you still," it counts, for that's the old friends' way.

The new friends may be fond of you for you are to-day;
They've only known you rich, perhaps, an' only seen you gay;
You can't tell what's attracted them; your station may appeal;
Perhaps they smile on you because you're doin' something real;
But old friends who have seen you fail, an' also seen you win,
Who've loved you either up or down, stuck to you, thick or thin,
Who knew you as a budding youth, an' watched you start to climb,
Through weal an' woe, still friends of yours an' constant all the time,
When trouble comes an' things go wrong, I don't care what you say,
They are the friends you'll turn to , for you want the old friend' way.

The new friends may be richer, an' more stylish, too, but when
Your heart is achin' an' you think your sun won't shine again,
It's not the riches of new friends you want, it's not their style,
It's not the airs of the grandeur then, it's just the old friend's smile,
The old hand has helped before, stretched out once more to you,
The old words ringin' in your ears, so sweet an', Oh, so true!
The tenderness of folks who know just what your sorrow means,
These are the things on which, somehow, your spirit always leans.
When grief is poundin' at your breast---the new friends disappear
An to the old ones tried an' true, you turn for aid an' cheer."
By: Edgar A Guest


I found this sweet poem in a book Dearest Marie(Idreamtidweltinmarblehalls) lent to me when BJ and I drove up to be with my Dad after he went into achoma. The words in it are so true and I have been so blessed to be befriended by these sweet sweet ladies. I have had some tough times and a lot of tears over the past few months but Marie and Elizabeth have stuck right in there with me. The lent me puzzles and books to keep me busy, and gave me a sweet doggy book to bring me smile at a time my heart was breaking. They have also let me be an aunt to their precious little babies, which I am sooo thankful for.

I am so blessed God allowed us to be together again for "such a time as this", maybe not the type of time one thinks about when repeating that verse, but it is a time, it had to come, and God is strengthening me each day.

I am also very blessed to have another old friend, my husband. He reminds me over and over of the bigger picture of life and my part in it. I am not sure I would have been able to make it through each night I hadn't been able to snuggle up by his side. He is such a sweet and loving husband. I am so thankful he is in my life. We have been married one year now as of Mar 27 and will be sharing our Big wedding aniversary on June 20th. I'm a lucky girl I get to celebrate being married twice a year!

I am sorry it has been quite too long since my last post, but I was afraid all my posts would be a little sad and sappy. But I'm back and will be posting more about my new house, patriot and Strydess, and some stuff BJ and I did this winter.





(Elizabeth and Marie and I. I didn't have a picture of me and Eliza.
I hope I don't get in trouble for posting these pics)

Thanks and Love,
Jodi




Sunday, December 27, 2009

Our First Married Christmas


Merry Christmas

Our first Christmas was very lovely. We slept in until 10am and didn't rush into opening our gifts. We just had one a piece because we are going out of town on the 28th. I made a coffee cake and coffee for breakfast, and we sang Happy Birthday to Jesus. This is a tradition my mother started with us and my sister Jayna and I are continuing it with our families. God has blessed us so much this year and we are thankful that he kept us close to him, through the happy times and the difficult ones. He is good all the time. He has also blessed us with great friends in a place we thought we would have none, he blessed us with a great church, and a steady job and income. He truly has been so good.

Here are some pics of how I decorated our little apartment for Christmas. Patriot decided he wanted to have a Christmas pic so he sat and waited patiently until i took a shot of him with the dining room.

Marie and Elizabeth gave me this can of delicious loose leaf Ginger Peach Tea.
I have already had two of these little pots and BJ likes it too. My little pot has a loose leaf
filter in which I put a half teaspoon of tea leaves. It gives it the perfect potency.

Christmas Dinner prepared by my love!




I got this tree for free at the Airman's Attic in Germany it is a great little tree.





Happy Birthday Jesus!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Advent #3


Well I'm a bit late, but yesterday was the third sunday of Advent. Recently while BJ and I were riding in the car we heard a radio broadcast about Advent. The men were speaking of how Advent, though it is mainly presented as just a Christmas thing is really about the whole life of Christ. His birth, life, death and resurrection. The men encouraged everyone listening to not only practice the normal advent tradition, but to read a chapter of Luke each day up until Christmas Eve as there are 24 chapters in the Gospel of Luke. I was doing well, but have fallen behind I will try to catch up before my next advent post. I like the book of Luke.

Scripture for Last week's Advent candle: Luke 1: 68 - 79

Week Three's scriptures: Luke 3: 7 - 18

A Cup of Comfort

Psalm 68

3But let the righteous be glad; let them rejoice before God: yea, let them exceedingly rejoice.

4Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him.

5A father of the fatherless...


This verse has brought me much comfort today. Although, I have a father, and he will be in my heart and memories forever... I found myself thinking of the things I wished my father would be here to see, like: me finish school, my children, my nephews grow and become young men. When I was thinking of these things and growing a bit sad this verse (the father to the fatherless part) popped into my mind. God is our father and was before our earthly fathers, he knows our every moments and wants to share them with us to discuss them with us and share our joy and pain just like our earthly fathers, but better. Better because they are made in HIS image. I am so glad God brought this very simple, but humbling thought to my mind. He said, "Jodi do not loose heart I AM the father of the fatherless". Thank you Lord for your comforting Holy Spirit.

Friday, December 11, 2009

In loving memory

In Loving Memory
of
Herbert Mark Jordan


July 12, 1950 - December 4, 2009

My father was a wonderful dad.
He worked hard to provide for our family
He did his best to make sure he showed up to cheer us on
at ball games, choir and band concerts, track meets
and anything else we were doing
even as we became adults.
He drove many miles to drop us off here and pic us up there
(twice across the country for me)
And even when his body was giving up he pushed hard
to make sure he could walk me down the isle and dance with me at my wedding

And he will always be with me... he whispered that over and over in my ear as we danced.

I love you Dad!

Herbert Mark Jordan

July 12, 1950 ~ December 04, 2009

From:

Mount Gilead, Ohio

Visitation:

Monday, December 07, 2009 from 4:00-7:00 P.M.
at Snyder Funeral Home, Mount Gilead, OH

Funeral:

Tuesday, December 08, 2009 at 11:00 A.M.
at Alum Creek Friends Evangelical Church

Burial:

Alum Creek Friends Church Cemetery, Ashley, Ohio



The choir of angels in heaven are enjoying the addition of the beautiful tenor voice of Herbert Mark Jordan, who went to be with the Lord on Friday afternoon, December 4, 2009, at his residence following a six year battle with cancer.

On July 12, 1950, Herb was born the son of the late Bart and Audrey (Sheets) Jordan. He was a lifelong resident of Mount Gilead, and graduated in the Mount Gilead High School Class of 1968.

For nearly 20 years, Herb worked as a warehouse manager at the Marion Correctional Facility.A man of deep faith, he attended the Alum Creek Friends Evangelical Church.

Known for his beautiful tenor voice, Herb was honored to have sung with the Gracemen of Grove City, the Sontunes of Mount Gilead, and in his home church.

Truly an avid Ohio State University football fan, he looked forward to every Saturday his beloved team would play.

Herb will be missed by his wife, Sharon Jordan, whom he married on November 5, 1982; and by his adult children, eight grandchildren, two brothers and one sister.