Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

It snowing again. : )

Started the day walking 2 miles down in the basement singing Christmas carols along with Anne Murray.  : )
More snow today.
We went to Walmart again this morning and got a few things and also another mile and a half walking in.
When we got home Ken started up the snow blower and cleared off the driveway.  It certainly comes in handy around here.
I haven't done much today.  Read, and walked the rest of my 6 miles one mile at a time down the basement. : )  I did a little cross stitch too.

Oh by the way the basket of cookies yesterday was a big hit.  They all loved them and were really surprised.  When it was time to get our bill, Jessica, our server, said, "No charge."  When we tried to say that the cookies were a THANK YOU to all of you, she just smiled.

A happy Tuesday to you.
happyone : )
 “What is the spirit of Christmas, you ask?  
Let me give you the answer in a true story...
On a cold day in December, 
feeling especially warm in my heart 
for no other reason than it was the holiday season, 
I walked through the store sporting a big grin on my face.  
Though most people were far too busy 
going about their business to notice me, 
one elderly gentleman in a wheelchair 
brought his eyes up to meet mine 
as we neared each other traveling opposite directions.  
He slowed in passing just long enough to speak to me.
"Now that's a Christmas smile if I ever saw one," he said.
My lips stretched to their limit in response, 
and I thanked him for the compliment.  
Then we went our separate ways. 
But, as I thought about the man and how sweetly he'd touched me, 
I realized something simply wonderful!  
In that brief, passing interaction we'd exchanged heartfelt gifts!
And that, my friend, is the spirit of Christ~mas. ” 
~Richelle E Goodrich


Jeanne said...

Oh I love your spirit of Christmas story!! A smile can be such a blessing to others and cost us nothing. Thanks for sharing.

Beth said...

I love it that your pizza was on the house. A really good feeling!

Deb J. in Utah said...

Such a lovely Christmas story and great snowy pictures. Makes me feel all Christmasy and Cozy inside. Enjoy the rest of your day.

Nellie said...

You and Anne Murray! That's a great way to begin the day!

Many of us need to hear that story of the Christmas spirit every day!

Thank goodness for snow blowers!

One good turn brings another! That was a great Christmas treat to have pizza on the house!

Betsy Banks Adams said...

Hi, I was shocked to see this post. I thought you had given up this blog --but tonight, I realized that I was wrong. I had switched to your photo blog--but like this one much better. I'll switch back!

Merry Christmas.

Anonymous said...

Your snow pictures look so pretty! Glad to hear you are able to walk in your basement as a substitute...at least until it's safe to get out on the roads again. :-) Thanks for sharing the Spirit of Christmas story. A smile is never wasted.


o2bhiking said...

You surely get a lot of snow there. It looks like New England. I would be that they are skiing at Savage River Lodge.

How is Ann doing? You must have a wonderful voice to keep up with her! I love her music!

That little story is great, and the true spirit of Christmas.

Rupasi said...

Its one of my wish to spend Christmas in a foot thick snow!!!
Ah I wonder when this would happen

Optimistic Existentialist said...

I want to build a snowman in that snow and make snow angels and go sledding!

Cheryl said...

You are a spreader of happiness.