they have names. they all have names.

They’ve given you a number, and taken ‘way your name.

We all have names; even secret agents have names. Ask ol’ Jimmy-boy. He may tell you his number is 007, but his NAME is Bond. James Bond.

Hello. My name is Girl. Lubby Girl. I live in the USA, and I have a husband and children and family and friends and a dog. His name is Boy. Spencer Boy (well, I can’t say his name is Girl. Spencer Girl, now, can I?). Husband’s name is Hubby.

I once thought my name was Charlie Brown, but it’s not. That’s my complex’s name. See, even a complex has a name – we all have a name!

When I was a kid, I used to pretend my name was Marsha. Funny – I don’t even like that name much any more (sorry, all you Marshas in the world…sad but true). Back then it sounded sophisticated and worldly to me. It sounded like success.

Marsha, dahling, what have you done with this place? It’s perfectly mahvelous!

You’re the famous Marsha? Oh, please . . . would you autograph this copy of your latest book for me?

Dr. Marsha, Dr. Marsha! Can you save him? Oh, I knew you could!

It’s Marsha – the world-renowned singer. Please, Marsha the Magnificent, sing for us!!

My dear Marsha, could you spare a moment to teach these young ladies the finer points of painting? Thank you so much – you’re the epitome of artistic genius.

Lies. The whole thing. I wasn’t Marsha then, and I’m not Marsha now. I’m not an interior decorator, but I can arrange a room. I’m not a doctor, but I can affix a Band-Aid. Nor am I an artist, but I can draw a pretty mean stick figure. And I’m certainly not a singer, but I love to sing anyway. Nope, you guessed it, not a famous author either – but I can write . . . and I can sew.

I’m just me, and I’m OK with that. I have a name that fits the me that I am. I don’t have to be The Great Pretender any more. And neither do you.

Good night. Don’t forget your name.

(written partly from sleep-depravation and partly in response to the writing challenge, “The Great Pretender.”)

Sometimes I smile real loud

Our friends came over the other day; during the conversation, our friend asked his wife, “Why are you smiling so loud?” I love a smile so loud it speaks to the world in general. There are a few things that make me smile like that.

1. Close friends and family. Having folks come visit, sittin’ and sippin’ tea and swappin’ stories . . . I smile so loud the neighbors can hear. So does my friend, I reckon! 😀

2. My church family. Singing the old hymns and the new worship songs, and hearing a great message about the hope we have in the LORD Jesus – that can pop a great big noisy grin right in the middle of my face. 😆

3. Bloggers who give me awards. Even though I’ve never actually met any of my fellow bloggers, they still give me reasons to smile. I follow a veritable plethora of fun, interesting, informative folks, and also thrive on strolling through other blogs that I haven’t (yet) begun to follow.

I’ve been in a whirlwind since we returned from the wedding; trying to catch up has left me feeling wonky and not a little willynilly. I’ve been trying to catch up at work (haven’t made it yet!) and here at home. Sewing projects, cleaning, visiting, answering letters and emails. Oh my! But that’s not all the catching I’ve been doing. I seem to have caught somebody’s germs, judging from this scratchy throat and stuffy head. If I’d known they were tossing their germs around, I would’ve ducked.

All that to say that I have REALLY been remiss in responding to two very sweet gals who gave me awards. One is Marie from Discovering Marie, who bestowed the Sisterhood of the World blogger award. Another is Joy from joynpain2, who has nominated me for the Versatile Blogger’s Award and the Unique Leaves Award. I want to say THANK YOU to both of you!!

There are rules to accepting these awards, but sometimes I’m not so good at following rules, especially when I’m sick. I’ll just combine the rules from all three, and kind of hit the highlights . . . answer a few questions . . . nominate a few blogs . . . . The thing is, since I’m just *slightly* behind in responding to these, the nominations will take a little different turn. I follow a lot of really cool blogs, and it’s just too hard to pick only a few of them. I’d like to nominate them all. So I will.

As for the questions – there were a lot, so I’ll pick three or two.

Your favorite color . . . red. or . . . maybe blue. no, wait – purple. orange? Oh, I like ’em all!

Tell something about yourself you haven’t shared before . . . uhm . . . well . . . when I was eight years old I wanted to change my name to Marsha because I thought it sounded sophisticated and grown-up. 

How are you and your blog unique? . . . everyone is unique; no two people are exactly alike – God made an amazing variety of folks in this ol’ world! As my foster father used to say, if two people are exactly alike, one of ’em is unnecessary. I feel necessary; therefore, I must not be an exact copy of anybody else. As for my blog, I love to take old stuff and make something different from it (give it a new lease on life, so to speak), and then write about it. That’s probably not unique, but nobody else has the name, “the REmissionary,” so I guess that makes my blog unique.

Well, there ya have it, my life in a nutshell. I’m the nutshell, and easily cracked. But I’m OK with that now.

All the blogs I follow are now nominated for all three of these awards. I feel like every one of you qualifies for them. 

AWWWW . . . you’re SEW SWEET!

Anybody who knows me knows that I like to browse WordPress blogs in my Reader. I find a lot of information, and a huge amount of encouragement as I navigate Blog Creek (it runs right through Blogovia). And I like to enter contests and giveaways and stuff when I come across them; I entered another one just recently. And I won!! These note cards came in the mail today, from Vint Hill Vintage. Reckon I’ll be sending a few notes to a few folks now. Thanks, Erin!! I love them! 😀

I usually hang out in the sewing section of the Reader. When I came across Vint Hill Vintage, I saw that she had a tutorial on how to make scallops – something I’ve not tried before. Someday I plan to venture into dressmaking, so this will come in handy. Actually, it will come in handy now – I’m thinking I could use that skill on the next purse I make.

Now, back to these note cards. Check out the details on the girls’ ears – cute little earrings! OH – and . . . uhm . . . I guess I should say, these didn’t actually come pre-addressed. Photoshop is a wonderful thing. 😆

sew sweet

well, whadya know? I HAVE done some sewing!

It’s been a bit longer than I’d hoped to be away from blogging, almost a whole month. We had big visions of being completely moved by now, with my new sewing room all set up and operational, and hubby’s new container gardening project in full swing. Not so.

It’s been one delay after another, but I’m still trusting the Lord to make it happen. I will just have to accept that it’s not in MY timing, but His. Sometimes it’s harder to learn to trust and wait than other times.

In the meantime, we haven’t been totally idle. What we didn’t sell at the moving sale, we gave away. Oh, and I’m tellin’ you what’s the truth with my hand up – there is a certain amount of purely selfish joy in seeing someone so happy to receive a gift. The twin bed was considered a God-send by the lady who received it. That absolutely made. my. day! I reckon the wait is worth it, if there are such rewards.

Anyway – before I packed every single sewing item I own away, I did manage to finish the matching zip pouch that goes with the patchwork purse. Looks kinda cool, actually. And naturally, I had to change the pattern a bit and add inside pockets, to match the purse. They’re just big enough to hold a credit card (which I don’t have) or a gift card (which I do have). Yah, you know me – gotta have pockets!!

Lord willing, I can get back to sewing, and maybe even gardening, soon. We’re praying for the closing to be on the set date this time, which means I’ll get to use my new sewing room before the end of the month! Yippee!!! I wonder what kinds of treasures I’ll find when I unpack all my sewing stuff? Things I forgot I had will jump out and greet me with a great big, “Hello! Remember me?? Surprise surprise!!” Uff dah, I can’t wait!!