Congratulations Anita! I know you are going to make it. Let's get together and celebrate after the holidays!
Just a short note tonight. I learned that my son will be coming home for Christmas and we'll be spending Christmas eve with him and then he will go up north to be with his sons. I am blessed by having a close relationship with all my children. My grandkids are all wonderful, healthy, smart, and I love them all dearly even if I don't see enough of them.
I want to wish all of you a wonderful Christmas and New Year with your families and hope you are all as Blessed as I am.
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2008
The Christmas Orange
When I was barely a person, not much more than three
I loved the smell of a fresh Christmas tree.
We would tramp through the snow to find the right one
Then squeal with delight knowing the Yule had begun!
We put up the tree on that bright holy eve
Leaving treats for Dear Santa so he'd know we believed
My most favorite part of the pre -Christmas rite
Was hanging our stockings by the hearth's mellow light.
The tree would be bare when we trudged up to bed
And tried to bring sleep to our excitement filled head
We didn't think we could sleep even a wink
But soon dawn would be here in almost a blink.
We would tumble down stairs and gasp with awed pleasure
As we saw a trimmed tree just brimming with treasure
There were strings of cranberries and gay popcorn balls
Sugar cookies on strings and gaily lit walls.
Our stockings were filled with nuts and sweet treats
And crayons and paper made our joy complete
I'd go through my stocking in awe of each candy
Looking for the gift that I thought was just dandy
Each year in that cold and icy winter night
I'd marvel that Santa could bring such a delight
A most savory fruit, a bright golden sphere
My Christmas Orange was the best gift each year!
I wonder now as I watch my Grandchildren play
With all their fine toys if they could ever be so gay
As to wait with delight on a cold winter morn
TO bite into and orange that Santa has borne
From a far away land, off a tropical tree
TO bring such a wonderful Christmas to me!
By Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2008
I have one more poem I wrote just for my husband that I'd like to share. I know you all will be able to identify with this one.
Your Christmas Gift
Starting in September, I begin to plan and dream
I picture how you'll gasp as I unveil my scheme
The glorious Christmas presents you'll find beneath the tree
Will fill your mind with wonder at the gifts to you from me
I want to fill your stockings with frankincense and myrrh
And gold beyond imagining that make your pulses stir
If I could buy a snowmobile, or a speedy motorboat
How it would impress you and make you want to gloat
But as Christmas Day approaches, reality sets in
And that gifts that I can purchase fill me with chagrin
As I wash and fold the laundry, I notice with a sigh
That your stockings are all full of holes, not that you can't deny
Your underwear is shabby, your t-shirts all a mess
and your jeans are getting worn out, all this you must confess
So when I start my shopping and begin to make my list
I want to buy you diamonds, but these I must resist
But remember this, my Darling, as you don your Christmas socks
What I really want to give you is expensive bonds and stocks.
I picture you out climbing up a mountain white with snow
and must console myself to know that what you're wearing down below,
What keeps you warm and toasty as down the hills you ski
Are all the undergarments you found beneath the tree
I betcha even Santa as he soars on his magic sleigh
Is wearing B.V.D.'s Mrs. Santa packed away
So enjoy each Christmas gift, be it t-shirt, sock or brief
And let each garment hug you like a lovely Christmas wreath!
As you unwrap each present, see a hug, a smile, a kiss
And know your daily comfort is my secret Christmas wish,
Love you forever,
Your devoted wife,
Christmas 1999
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Health Trek Day 52
I am taking a quick breather to pause and reflect in midst of sewing, cleaning and tomorrow cooking for the holidays. I feel like I am beginning to sound like a broken record talking about the true meaning of Christmas, the old traditions and all the preparation we go through. So today I am just going to share a really nice e-mail that I received from my sister in law last week.
The Bell
Just up the road from my home is a field with two horses in it.
From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down,but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing. If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her bridle is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her. As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is always checking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray. When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. He watches over us and end even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need. Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those God places in our lives. Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to see...
This story reminded me of an incident that happened to a friend of mine. He is 85 years old and had parked in a handicap parking space so his frail wife could make it into the supermarket more easily. He had placed one of those cardboard handicap signs in the window of his car as all of us who use those do. He had gone back to the car to get his wife's sweater when a lady started yelling at him and accusing him of stealing a handicap space depriving someone who was really handicapped. He was so surprised he found himself speechless as this lady berated him up one side and down the other. He just shook his head and went back to his wife who was waiting in a wheelchair out of the cold, just inside the store. I think many people are too quick to judge just by what they see with their eyes. First of all this man himself is 85 years old, parking in an icy parking lot. Even if he was in the best of health, at his age falling on an icy pavement could be the death of him. Secondly, you can't tell by looking at someone if they may have COPD, severe arthritis, be recovering from surgery, have heart problems or dizzy spells. There are so many reasons why someone might have one of those cardboard handicapped signs, they are too numerous to mention. So for this lady to judge my friend without knowing the circumstances is unconscionable. Sometimes a family member may be driving an elderly person around too. So a good reminder for us all. Don't judge a situation until you have all the facts. There may be things we can not see. So be the bell and help even if it is just by being tolerant of others.
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2007
Merry Christmas Memories
What magic do we know this day
That abounds year after year.
Is it mistletoe, or lights that glow
or wishes of good cheer?
The price one pays for a shiny toy
or the IPOD beneath the tree
will be but shadows in the mind
just a hazy memory.
Each cozy home creates it's own
Embellishes a tradition
that has passed down from parent to child
for many a generation.
We make our Noel feast unique
by surrounding ourselves with love
inviting friends and family
as we give thanks to the Lord above
The magic that abounds this day
is the memory that we share
as we pass on the Gift Christ gave to us
and spread love everywhere
Don't worry about the money
or if your gift is the perfect size
Just plan some beautiful moments
that forever your heart will prize
Christmas is making memories
That will make your spirit soar
So savor each precious moment
So they will last forevermore.
Merry Christmas and a prosperous, healthy New Year to all!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2007
The Bell
Just up the road from my home is a field with two horses in it.
From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down,but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing. If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her bridle is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her. As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is always checking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray. When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. He watches over us and end even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need. Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those God places in our lives. Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to see...
This story reminded me of an incident that happened to a friend of mine. He is 85 years old and had parked in a handicap parking space so his frail wife could make it into the supermarket more easily. He had placed one of those cardboard handicap signs in the window of his car as all of us who use those do. He had gone back to the car to get his wife's sweater when a lady started yelling at him and accusing him of stealing a handicap space depriving someone who was really handicapped. He was so surprised he found himself speechless as this lady berated him up one side and down the other. He just shook his head and went back to his wife who was waiting in a wheelchair out of the cold, just inside the store. I think many people are too quick to judge just by what they see with their eyes. First of all this man himself is 85 years old, parking in an icy parking lot. Even if he was in the best of health, at his age falling on an icy pavement could be the death of him. Secondly, you can't tell by looking at someone if they may have COPD, severe arthritis, be recovering from surgery, have heart problems or dizzy spells. There are so many reasons why someone might have one of those cardboard handicapped signs, they are too numerous to mention. So for this lady to judge my friend without knowing the circumstances is unconscionable. Sometimes a family member may be driving an elderly person around too. So a good reminder for us all. Don't judge a situation until you have all the facts. There may be things we can not see. So be the bell and help even if it is just by being tolerant of others.
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2007
Merry Christmas Memories
What magic do we know this day
That abounds year after year.
Is it mistletoe, or lights that glow
or wishes of good cheer?
The price one pays for a shiny toy
or the IPOD beneath the tree
will be but shadows in the mind
just a hazy memory.
Each cozy home creates it's own
Embellishes a tradition
that has passed down from parent to child
for many a generation.
We make our Noel feast unique
by surrounding ourselves with love
inviting friends and family
as we give thanks to the Lord above
The magic that abounds this day
is the memory that we share
as we pass on the Gift Christ gave to us
and spread love everywhere
Don't worry about the money
or if your gift is the perfect size
Just plan some beautiful moments
that forever your heart will prize
Christmas is making memories
That will make your spirit soar
So savor each precious moment
So they will last forevermore.
Merry Christmas and a prosperous, healthy New Year to all!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2007
Monday, December 21, 2009
Health Trek Day 51
Today is the first day of winter and we have already had two blizzards, weather below zero and been able to skate on the Pond. The ice rarely is thick enough to skate on this early in the season. A rare treat, but icy cold! I feel bad for the people anxious to see their families that are stuck in airports and train stations. But I guess you just make an adventure out of it and move forward. Think of all the interesting people you could meet. And a great excuse to sing Christmas carols. I miss the caroling we used to do as kids. We would stroll along the snowy sidewalks and pause and sing before our neighbors house. People often brought steaming mugs of hot chocolate to the singers and often joined in as we walked to the next house. Nowadays we'd probably get reported to the police for noise pollution or something. I think maybe this small neighborhood might enjoy the caroling, especially since most of us are seniors on this street, but my kids always look at me as if I was a lunatic if I suggest it and they have no idea what the words to all the old Carols are. I am going to have to start looking for some crazy old bats like me that would like to go out and make fools of themselves. I think I would like to let the temperature go up just a tad first though. Maybe we could write some fourth of July carols and go out singing then!
I hope you are all enjoying your last minute shopping and wrapping and baking and celebrating!
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2006
The Unexpected Gift
Hope abounds in children's faces
As stockings adorn the chimney places
They wonder what St. Nick will bring
As Shepherds watch and Angels sing
The unexpected makes the season bright
As candles light up a snowy night
What wonder this year will unfold?
That warms the spirit despite the cold.
Perhaps a call from an old friend
Or a card some one will deign to send
Random acts of kindness reign
A break from loneliness and pain
Christmas promotes philanthropy
Makes us the best that we can be
We'll want to be a Tiny Tim
As we hum another Christmas hymn
Anticipation is the key
Not promises from Santa's knee
It's the action that is unforeseen
That brings the meaning to the red and green
As we seek the Shining Star
A journey traversed near and far
For a few special days each year
we follow the path that Christ made clear
If only we could hold this force
We might change the world's whole course
Bringing unexpected joy
to all God's children, girl or boy
What waits for us this Christmas Season
What is our goal, and what our reason
Will we become a Christmas light
And truly make the Season bright?
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2006
I hope you are all enjoying your last minute shopping and wrapping and baking and celebrating!
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2006
The Unexpected Gift
Hope abounds in children's faces
As stockings adorn the chimney places
They wonder what St. Nick will bring
As Shepherds watch and Angels sing
The unexpected makes the season bright
As candles light up a snowy night
What wonder this year will unfold?
That warms the spirit despite the cold.
Perhaps a call from an old friend
Or a card some one will deign to send
Random acts of kindness reign
A break from loneliness and pain
Christmas promotes philanthropy
Makes us the best that we can be
We'll want to be a Tiny Tim
As we hum another Christmas hymn
Anticipation is the key
Not promises from Santa's knee
It's the action that is unforeseen
That brings the meaning to the red and green
As we seek the Shining Star
A journey traversed near and far
For a few special days each year
we follow the path that Christ made clear
If only we could hold this force
We might change the world's whole course
Bringing unexpected joy
to all God's children, girl or boy
What waits for us this Christmas Season
What is our goal, and what our reason
Will we become a Christmas light
And truly make the Season bright?
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2006
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Health Trek Day 50
I have not been concentrating much on dieting lately. Just been working on Christmas projects and getting ready for the big day. I lost another pound this week without trying. I am beginning to think there may be something to this idea of letting go. We can get so wrapped up in a goal we want, we end up sabotaging ourselves and create obstacles to keep us from getting there. By just doing what needs to be done each day without agonizing about it, I seem to be having more success. I am trying to do the same things with my Christmas preparations. I make a list each day of what needs to be done and try to accomplish that much each day. I am not stressing about all the things I need to do. I know I will get it all done by Thursday so am trying to enjoy the process. Tomorrow I plan to do some baking and put together the gift bags for the neighbors. We all give each other baked goods or hand crafts and thoroughly enjoy sharing the recipes and our various talents. I love Christmas and the joy that fills the community!
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2005
My Christmas Wish
If I should find just cause
to visit Dear old Santa Claus
I wouldn't mumble gibberish
I'd make a very crucial wish
I would make a wish for Time
And not just the usual kind
The time I need is many fold
And much more valuable than gold
I'd wish for lots of Time to give
For as long as I am allowed to live
I'd give my time to all my kin
This is where I would begin
I'd also like the time to take
And learn to listen for my Kids sake
I'd take the time to let them speak
Maybe help find answers that they seek
Spending time is always fun
It's gone before we've just begun
But I would spend it every day
To be with family while I may
So Santa if you see my letter
Help me make my life much better
By taking, making and giving time
To make our family life sublime!
Merry Christmas Every One!
Judy Patt Hall
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2005
My Christmas Wish
If I should find just cause
to visit Dear old Santa Claus
I wouldn't mumble gibberish
I'd make a very crucial wish
I would make a wish for Time
And not just the usual kind
The time I need is many fold
And much more valuable than gold
I'd wish for lots of Time to give
For as long as I am allowed to live
I'd give my time to all my kin
This is where I would begin
I'd also like the time to take
And learn to listen for my Kids sake
I'd take the time to let them speak
Maybe help find answers that they seek
Spending time is always fun
It's gone before we've just begun
But I would spend it every day
To be with family while I may
So Santa if you see my letter
Help me make my life much better
By taking, making and giving time
To make our family life sublime!
Merry Christmas Every One!
Judy Patt Hall
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Health Trek Day 49
Only six more days before Christmas. We won't have to worry about a white Christmas this year. The ground is white and Santa's Elves must be scurrying about putting the finishing touches on all the toys to be ready for the big night. It's funny how kids react to Santa. Sometimes I think the whole myth is for the grownups. I have a 3 foot Santa that lights up and his arms move up and down. My grandson is terrified of him. When he hears that a big man in a red suit is going to come to his house on Christmas eve, he goes into a panic. So we told him the alternate story. How we can all be Santas and join in the spirit of giving. I think that is the tradition about Christmas that I like best. The giving part. Not just presents, but giving time to each other and our neighbors. Pausing from the hustle and bustle of life and taking stock of our blessings. Realizing that there are others a lot less fortunate than we are and taking time to help. Have you ever spent Christmas Eve in a soup kitchen, or had a sing-a-long in a nursing home or hospital ward. It is most rewarding and benefits the giver even more than the recipients. So teaching your children to be a Santa is a good thing. If we get caught up in that spirit at Christmas maybe it will flow throughout the year and someday this race of Man can truly find Peace on Earth.
God Bless us Everyone!
Christmas Poem 2004
Christmas Again
People celebrate holiday seasons
In many ways - for many reasons
Some scoff at all the platitudes
Adopting superior attitudes
When I decorate my tree
Each bauble contains a memory
I see each child across the years
Hear all the laughter and all the tears
Christmas brings us all together
Not hindered by distance, time or weather
Our family ties are bound much tighter
Our future each year looking brighter
Maybe miles separate the celebration
We're scattered all across the nation
But still our thoughts are intertwined
We're together in heart and mind
So give me all the platitudes
I'll accept them all with gratitude
For peace on earth, Good will to Men
We'll have a Merry Time again!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2004
God Bless us Everyone!
Christmas Poem 2004
Christmas Again
People celebrate holiday seasons
In many ways - for many reasons
Some scoff at all the platitudes
Adopting superior attitudes
When I decorate my tree
Each bauble contains a memory
I see each child across the years
Hear all the laughter and all the tears
Christmas brings us all together
Not hindered by distance, time or weather
Our family ties are bound much tighter
Our future each year looking brighter
Maybe miles separate the celebration
We're scattered all across the nation
But still our thoughts are intertwined
We're together in heart and mind
So give me all the platitudes
I'll accept them all with gratitude
For peace on earth, Good will to Men
We'll have a Merry Time again!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2004
Friday, December 18, 2009
Health Trek Day 48
Last night was our last TOPS meeting of the year and I lost another pound. I have been so busy getting ready for Christmas that I haven't had time or energy to go to the gym so I was sure I had gained. I have been too busy to eat I guess. I am trying to make healthy meals but often only get two in a day with a quick yogurt or salad for lunch. I guess the answer is to keep busy. After the holidays I will get back to the exercise program!
Just a short note tonight as I am really tired and am turning in early. I want to share these Christmas poems with you so I wanted to get this out tonight. The Christmas deadline is getting closer!
Rock On!
This Christmas was a special one for me because we were waiting for the birth of my youngest grandson, Ben. He is a delight and just turned six on Monday. Enjoy!
Christmas Poem 2003
The Christmas Babe
We have another wondrous reason
to celebrate this Christmas season
We're awaiting the arrival of a new little boy
A baby destined to fill us with joy
Another grandchild- this one makes eight
Gives us a reason to postulate
Our children bring hope in a world filled with strife
Bringing new meaning to eternal life
As I gaze at our clan expanding each year
I see our lives going on long after we're here
I can't help but think of the babe long ago
Who promised hope and peace to all that we know
Twenty centuries ago in a small obscure town
they awaited a baby to be known the world round
We all know the story, but often forget
The reason for Christmas is not just what we get
It's not the huge profits the season will bring
It's the celebration of Life that makes the bells ring
A promise that each tomorrow will come
So bring on the pudding and bring on the rum
We have but a blink of time on this earth
So precious the moments that bring us such mirth
When we all gather from far and from near
We'll honor the Baby who brought us all here.
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2003
Just a short note tonight as I am really tired and am turning in early. I want to share these Christmas poems with you so I wanted to get this out tonight. The Christmas deadline is getting closer!
Rock On!
This Christmas was a special one for me because we were waiting for the birth of my youngest grandson, Ben. He is a delight and just turned six on Monday. Enjoy!
Christmas Poem 2003
The Christmas Babe
We have another wondrous reason
to celebrate this Christmas season
We're awaiting the arrival of a new little boy
A baby destined to fill us with joy
Another grandchild- this one makes eight
Gives us a reason to postulate
Our children bring hope in a world filled with strife
Bringing new meaning to eternal life
As I gaze at our clan expanding each year
I see our lives going on long after we're here
I can't help but think of the babe long ago
Who promised hope and peace to all that we know
Twenty centuries ago in a small obscure town
they awaited a baby to be known the world round
We all know the story, but often forget
The reason for Christmas is not just what we get
It's not the huge profits the season will bring
It's the celebration of Life that makes the bells ring
A promise that each tomorrow will come
So bring on the pudding and bring on the rum
We have but a blink of time on this earth
So precious the moments that bring us such mirth
When we all gather from far and from near
We'll honor the Baby who brought us all here.
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2003
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Health Trek Day 47
December 18th: My mother turns 89. Really makes you realize how time flies. I still remember my childhood so vividly and the woman that seemed like such a giant to me. But seeing her now gives me hope. Although her body is aging and she is getting frail, she still makes wine, knits and crochets, paints and is the Matriarch. I will be her age in 26 years, which is time to see my grandkids grow up and time to write a few books, time to cherish all the Blessings that have been bestowed upon me. So I pray I will have the time she has had and use it wisely. And that I have 25 or 30 more Christmases to enjoy and savor. Time to make more memories that maybe my children and grandchildren will pass on.
One important lesson I learned from my Mom is that Christmas is not about the money and presents, it is about family and making the day special for children. I learned from her that home made gifts were the ones to be cherished as they are made from the heart. I thank her for that now, even though sometimes when I was a child, I was not so grateful and used to envy the other kids that got the shiny new bikes when I got one that was secondhand and painted by night when I was asleep with my mother's artistic touch.
So even though we have had our differences, I see now the wonderful lessons that she was teaching by her example. I hope I can pass on the spirit of Christ to my progeny and they will never be blinded by the tinsel, but moved by the spirit of love and giving.
Rock On everyone!
Christmas Poem 2002
Christmas Memories
I remember strong arms holding me tight
as I placed the bright star and we sang Silent Night.
Later I helped my thrilled little brother
Then each sibling continued to help one another
Too soon we all had our own family
And helped our small children trim the Yule tree
I remember candy cane kisses stuck to my cheek
And smiling, as children tried so hard to peek
Shaking each package in hopes of a clue
Dreaming of treasures shiny and new
Children so innocent laughed with delight
As we turned on each bright Christmas light
Now Grandchildren assist in our Yuletide endeavor
Creating new memories that will last forever
I remember the gingerbread houses we built
The squeals of laughter when it started to tilt
Children amazed as we made a pink rose
The unfettered delight when they frosted my nose
I remember each moment and treasure them all
Each paper ornament, each trinket, each ball
Each Christmas Season builds on the other
Bonding each family, each sister and brother
Stopping the sameness of every day life
Lightening the load and reducing the strife
I take time to remember on each holiday
Why I continue day after day
In spite of the news that we see on the Telly
It all goes away when we see Santa's belly
Then I remember what we all can give
Peace and Love for our family- It's the reason we live.
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2002
One important lesson I learned from my Mom is that Christmas is not about the money and presents, it is about family and making the day special for children. I learned from her that home made gifts were the ones to be cherished as they are made from the heart. I thank her for that now, even though sometimes when I was a child, I was not so grateful and used to envy the other kids that got the shiny new bikes when I got one that was secondhand and painted by night when I was asleep with my mother's artistic touch.
So even though we have had our differences, I see now the wonderful lessons that she was teaching by her example. I hope I can pass on the spirit of Christ to my progeny and they will never be blinded by the tinsel, but moved by the spirit of love and giving.
Rock On everyone!
Christmas Poem 2002
Christmas Memories
I remember strong arms holding me tight
as I placed the bright star and we sang Silent Night.
Later I helped my thrilled little brother
Then each sibling continued to help one another
Too soon we all had our own family
And helped our small children trim the Yule tree
I remember candy cane kisses stuck to my cheek
And smiling, as children tried so hard to peek
Shaking each package in hopes of a clue
Dreaming of treasures shiny and new
Children so innocent laughed with delight
As we turned on each bright Christmas light
Now Grandchildren assist in our Yuletide endeavor
Creating new memories that will last forever
I remember the gingerbread houses we built
The squeals of laughter when it started to tilt
Children amazed as we made a pink rose
The unfettered delight when they frosted my nose
I remember each moment and treasure them all
Each paper ornament, each trinket, each ball
Each Christmas Season builds on the other
Bonding each family, each sister and brother
Stopping the sameness of every day life
Lightening the load and reducing the strife
I take time to remember on each holiday
Why I continue day after day
In spite of the news that we see on the Telly
It all goes away when we see Santa's belly
Then I remember what we all can give
Peace and Love for our family- It's the reason we live.
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2002
Health Trek Day 46
We ran out of temperature this morning. It is zero degrees out. A good day to stay inside and cuddle up with a good book. Dream On! I still have lots of preparations for Christmas but my Kindle is tempting me to stay in bed and just read. I have always loved to read and am so glad that I have been able to pass the gift of reading on to my kids and grandkids. I asked my Florida grandkids what they wanted for Christmas and they said a gift card for Borders so they could buy their favorite books. This is a real break through for my grandson who has special needs and reading has always been a challenge for him. He now is reading faster and better and actually enjoys it when he normally wants to spend all his time playing computer games. His parents have insisted that he read every day and they are now seeing the great results. So books are still the best gift you can give. TO give the gift of reading is a very good thing. I hope one day to have one of mine on all your shelves!
I must run and see if I can get through my long list of Christmas chores. Being an elf this time of year is not easy!
Rock On all!
Christmas Poem 2001
Ring the Bells
Bells are ringing in the square
Pure, sweet carols fill the air
Christmas time is surely here
But our hearts are filled with fear
When the Towers crashed and fell,
Life was for some a living Hell
The terrorists were all delighted
But we stood Tall and were United
Everywhere one chanced to roam
Flags appeared at work and home
Families, fragile and so dear
Longed to keep their loved ones near
Our Children sent to parts unknown
Fight a battle all alone
We fight a war we did not choose
A war we know we will not lose
Live must go on to prove to all
That cowards won't make our Nation fall
So Ring the Bells for Honor
Ring the bells for Pride
Ring with all the feelings
That you hold inside
Ring the Bells for Peace
And to keep us all from danger
Ring the Bells for Love
Of the Baby in the Manger
Judy Patt Hall
December 25, 2001
I must run and see if I can get through my long list of Christmas chores. Being an elf this time of year is not easy!
Rock On all!
Christmas Poem 2001
Ring the Bells
Bells are ringing in the square
Pure, sweet carols fill the air
Christmas time is surely here
But our hearts are filled with fear
When the Towers crashed and fell,
Life was for some a living Hell
The terrorists were all delighted
But we stood Tall and were United
Everywhere one chanced to roam
Flags appeared at work and home
Families, fragile and so dear
Longed to keep their loved ones near
Our Children sent to parts unknown
Fight a battle all alone
We fight a war we did not choose
A war we know we will not lose
Live must go on to prove to all
That cowards won't make our Nation fall
So Ring the Bells for Honor
Ring the bells for Pride
Ring with all the feelings
That you hold inside
Ring the Bells for Peace
And to keep us all from danger
Ring the Bells for Love
Of the Baby in the Manger
Judy Patt Hall
December 25, 2001
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Health Trek Day 45
I wonder if there is some great universal scheme that all inanimate objects have made a pact that makes them break down at Christmas time. It is inevitable that the dryer will malfunction, the dishwasher stop working, the transmission on the car quit. Whatever. It happens every year. Something decides to die just when I am in the middle of the busiest time of the year. One time I planned to make everybody fleece lounging pants and was sewing my heart out when we had a blizzard which knocked the power out for days. DAYS!! So the result was I was up all night sewing in a frenzy once the power came back on. I have two sewing machines now, so if one breaks down I have another one. This time of year you need a Plan A and a Plan B. I always swear I am going to start making Christmas gifts in January so they will be all ready and wrapped by November first and I can relax for the holidays. I used to make gifts to save money. Now I do it because it seems like a tradition and in a world where not as many people knit and sew, People (most people) really like to get home made things, so I make them every year. Now just for those who actually request them. Socks are very popular. I can't knit them fast enough, and as soon as I knit a pair someone wants to buy them from me so I knit another pair. Haven't had time to knit myself some in months. I sometimes wish people had just one foot so I wouldn't have to make two of the same thing. Or perhaps I could knit one this year and make the matching one next year. Or start a new fad where you wear two completely different socks. Oh well.
So now I am working on the last minute gifts and praying that all the appliances will stay intact for just a few more weeks so I can get through this year without that hassle. I think maybe the Great Spirit of Christmas Cheer has to give us some grief so when the day dawns, white snow on the ground, family gathered around, it truly seems like magic that everything got done and is wrapped and under the beautiful tree that has only been re trimmed three or four times after the cat has knocked it down.
I wonder if all went smoothly, we found exactly what we wanted when we went to the store and I made all my home made products months in advance, would Christmas day be as special? Probably not. So I'll take it with all its flaws and foibles for the chance to see all those smiling faces when they open the gifts and gobble up the food and shriek with delight at all the games and plans that seem to happen so effortlessly. Bless their little hearts. No wonder someone made up stories about Santas and elves. It is hard to believe we can really make this happen every year. So for all of you who are the frantic elves and Santas that know and are chuckling right now and nodding your heads at the memories of being up all night Christmas Eve trying to assemble some toy that was advertised as "so easy a child could do it", I take my hat off and applaud you. Try to smile while you are running around frantically, mopping up the spills when the washing machine leaks all over the floor, and think of the perfect Christmas day that will happen next week, Thanks to you. And me. And all the others out there going just as crazy.
Have a great pre-Christmas week.
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2000
The Christmas Chads
It was confusing
The print was too small
The arrows were pointing to nowhere at all
But whether the fault was the Print or the arrow,
Some ballots were cast with a margin too narrow.
The people all wondered, oh who will it be?
Who will win this Pres-i-den-cy?
Who will, oh who will and how will we know?
The ballots must be counted to settle this woe.
Newscasters predicted there'd be no Christmas season
The question of "who will" the sinister reason.
There was no sign of snow, no sweet Christmas sound.
The only white powder were the chads on the ground.
Be they pregnant or dimpled it just didn't seem right.
It looked like the counters would be counting each night.
They'd count all the ballots, or maybe a few.
They'd count them again.
Just once wouldn't do.
Some were predicting that the Season was spoiled
All the land's Christmas planning seemed to be foiled.
No lights would be hung, no shoppers or singing.
We would not this year hear the sweet Silver Bells ringing.
But just when the Grumbles and predictions were growing,
a light from a farmhouse came on and was glowing.
Soon others were glowing all through the town
and all the sad faces were turned upside down.
Christmas was here in spite of the squabbles
It came with a wreath, bright lights and gay baubles.
Storekeepers were happy as people went shopping.
The good season spirit showed no sign of stopping.
The magic of Christmas had happened again.
It was time to send greetings and think of a friend.
It would open each heart no matter how small
and bring joy to a child with a toy or a doll.
So I'll end this small tale
with a verse tried and true
Merry Christmas to all
And may GOD Bless you!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2000
(Remember that election??)
So now I am working on the last minute gifts and praying that all the appliances will stay intact for just a few more weeks so I can get through this year without that hassle. I think maybe the Great Spirit of Christmas Cheer has to give us some grief so when the day dawns, white snow on the ground, family gathered around, it truly seems like magic that everything got done and is wrapped and under the beautiful tree that has only been re trimmed three or four times after the cat has knocked it down.
I wonder if all went smoothly, we found exactly what we wanted when we went to the store and I made all my home made products months in advance, would Christmas day be as special? Probably not. So I'll take it with all its flaws and foibles for the chance to see all those smiling faces when they open the gifts and gobble up the food and shriek with delight at all the games and plans that seem to happen so effortlessly. Bless their little hearts. No wonder someone made up stories about Santas and elves. It is hard to believe we can really make this happen every year. So for all of you who are the frantic elves and Santas that know and are chuckling right now and nodding your heads at the memories of being up all night Christmas Eve trying to assemble some toy that was advertised as "so easy a child could do it", I take my hat off and applaud you. Try to smile while you are running around frantically, mopping up the spills when the washing machine leaks all over the floor, and think of the perfect Christmas day that will happen next week, Thanks to you. And me. And all the others out there going just as crazy.
Have a great pre-Christmas week.
Rock On!
Christmas Poem 2000
The Christmas Chads
It was confusing
The print was too small
The arrows were pointing to nowhere at all
But whether the fault was the Print or the arrow,
Some ballots were cast with a margin too narrow.
The people all wondered, oh who will it be?
Who will win this Pres-i-den-cy?
Who will, oh who will and how will we know?
The ballots must be counted to settle this woe.
Newscasters predicted there'd be no Christmas season
The question of "who will" the sinister reason.
There was no sign of snow, no sweet Christmas sound.
The only white powder were the chads on the ground.
Be they pregnant or dimpled it just didn't seem right.
It looked like the counters would be counting each night.
They'd count all the ballots, or maybe a few.
They'd count them again.
Just once wouldn't do.
Some were predicting that the Season was spoiled
All the land's Christmas planning seemed to be foiled.
No lights would be hung, no shoppers or singing.
We would not this year hear the sweet Silver Bells ringing.
But just when the Grumbles and predictions were growing,
a light from a farmhouse came on and was glowing.
Soon others were glowing all through the town
and all the sad faces were turned upside down.
Christmas was here in spite of the squabbles
It came with a wreath, bright lights and gay baubles.
Storekeepers were happy as people went shopping.
The good season spirit showed no sign of stopping.
The magic of Christmas had happened again.
It was time to send greetings and think of a friend.
It would open each heart no matter how small
and bring joy to a child with a toy or a doll.
So I'll end this small tale
with a verse tried and true
Merry Christmas to all
And may GOD Bless you!
Judy Patt Hall
Christmas 2000
(Remember that election??)
Health Trek Day 44
My sister in law has a son who is a Pastor in a Church in Texas. He is a wonderful speaker who motivates all who listen to his sermons. He did a sermon recently about "Unique Thanks". This is when you thank God for something that happened to you that maybe at the time you didn't think was a good thing. For instance, when you were a child you were punished for something and then realize later, that this lesson you learned made a huge difference in your life. So My "sister" challenged all of us to share stories of how we could give Unique thanks for things going on in our daily lives during this wonderful Christmas season. I had a unique experience the other morning that I would like to share. It may or may not meet the criteria of the Unique Thanks premise, but it gave me goosebumps.
First I have to start with my anniversary on November 20Th. My hubby took me to dinner and bought me this wonderful laptop I am writing on as a gift. We had agreed to meet in the parking lot of a restaurant as he had to bowl later in the evening as he is on a bowling team. When I arrived at the restaurant, Mark was standing there holding a beautiful card and a large pink Mylar balloon in the shape of a heart with the words "Happy Anniversary" in floral decor emblazoned on it. I have kept the balloon in my living room since our anniversary. A week or two ago, Mark noticed that the balloon was getting a bit limp. He took the string off of it and blew some air back into it, then he tucked it into the nook of a built in bookcase in our living room. A few days ago, I noticed it had come out of the nook and was bobbing around the living room ceiling. I smiled and thought no more about it.
Later that day, I was upstairs in my craft room making Christmas presents and wrapping gifts. My kids and other family members are having a rough time right now, and I was remembering all the hard years Mark and I had as we raised our kids. I looked around the craft room, saw the shelves that Mark had put up for me so I could organize all my crafts and a surge of love came over me that shook me from head to toe. At that moment I saw something out of the corner of my eye and I jumped, startled and turned around to see what it was. That pink heart came bobbing in to my craft room. It had made its way through the living room, the kitchen, up the stairs made a right turn then a left turn to bob into my craft room at that exact moment! A coincidence? Maybe. But maybe there are forces there we can't explain. A higher being who is there for us and guides us in our daily trials. I am convinced we are not alone. We are all together in this big beautiful, mysterious world with a benevolent God watching over us. I give thanks to Him for the profound blessings I have in my life.
Rock on, everyone!
Christmas Poem 1999
My Christmas Wish
I wish a special Christmas day
A most glorious holiday
One that will fill all hearts with joy
And impress each and every girl and boy
Each year we seem to try and compete
With all our neighbors to find the best treat
We light our homes and stoke our fires
Each house ablaze with Christmas wires
We worry so much that our gifts won't suffice
And try really hard to be extra nice
But the message we need to remember to say
Is the really true meaning of each Christmas day
The babe that was born brought such a sweet, simple word
Through the blazing of trumpets, it needs to be heard
The only gift that we need to impart
Is the one that can only come straight from the heart
Love your wife, love your kids, and your neighbors and friends
This is where the true Christmas must begin and must end
Listen to others, GIVE your time and your TALENT
You don't need a shield and white horse to be gallant
It just takes a moment, a gesture, a smile
To make Jesus's birthday a memory worthwhile.
Merry Christmas to all!
Judy Patt Hall
1999
Plan for today: Be thankful and eat lightly
First I have to start with my anniversary on November 20Th. My hubby took me to dinner and bought me this wonderful laptop I am writing on as a gift. We had agreed to meet in the parking lot of a restaurant as he had to bowl later in the evening as he is on a bowling team. When I arrived at the restaurant, Mark was standing there holding a beautiful card and a large pink Mylar balloon in the shape of a heart with the words "Happy Anniversary" in floral decor emblazoned on it. I have kept the balloon in my living room since our anniversary. A week or two ago, Mark noticed that the balloon was getting a bit limp. He took the string off of it and blew some air back into it, then he tucked it into the nook of a built in bookcase in our living room. A few days ago, I noticed it had come out of the nook and was bobbing around the living room ceiling. I smiled and thought no more about it.
Later that day, I was upstairs in my craft room making Christmas presents and wrapping gifts. My kids and other family members are having a rough time right now, and I was remembering all the hard years Mark and I had as we raised our kids. I looked around the craft room, saw the shelves that Mark had put up for me so I could organize all my crafts and a surge of love came over me that shook me from head to toe. At that moment I saw something out of the corner of my eye and I jumped, startled and turned around to see what it was. That pink heart came bobbing in to my craft room. It had made its way through the living room, the kitchen, up the stairs made a right turn then a left turn to bob into my craft room at that exact moment! A coincidence? Maybe. But maybe there are forces there we can't explain. A higher being who is there for us and guides us in our daily trials. I am convinced we are not alone. We are all together in this big beautiful, mysterious world with a benevolent God watching over us. I give thanks to Him for the profound blessings I have in my life.
Rock on, everyone!
Christmas Poem 1999
My Christmas Wish
I wish a special Christmas day
A most glorious holiday
One that will fill all hearts with joy
And impress each and every girl and boy
Each year we seem to try and compete
With all our neighbors to find the best treat
We light our homes and stoke our fires
Each house ablaze with Christmas wires
We worry so much that our gifts won't suffice
And try really hard to be extra nice
But the message we need to remember to say
Is the really true meaning of each Christmas day
The babe that was born brought such a sweet, simple word
Through the blazing of trumpets, it needs to be heard
The only gift that we need to impart
Is the one that can only come straight from the heart
Love your wife, love your kids, and your neighbors and friends
This is where the true Christmas must begin and must end
Listen to others, GIVE your time and your TALENT
You don't need a shield and white horse to be gallant
It just takes a moment, a gesture, a smile
To make Jesus's birthday a memory worthwhile.
Merry Christmas to all!
Judy Patt Hall
1999
Plan for today: Be thankful and eat lightly
Friday, December 11, 2009
Healthtrek Day 43
Good Morning! I'm back. I took a little break for several reasons. First and foremost the holiday season is in full swing and I am not having enough hours in the day to get everything done that I need to do. Second reason is that I received some good advice from a friend. I was stressing about not losing weight consistently and fast enough to the point that I was making myself miserable. She told me to take a break from the stress and just let it go for awhile. I took her advice and lo and behold, I actually lost some weight over the Thanksgiving holiday. I think I can become so obsessed with eating properly that I think of nothing but food and consequently eat too much.
Enough of that. I am back and feeling stronger and full of Holiday cheer. I love this time of year. Not because of the exchanging of gifts and I hate the commercialism of Christmas, but for the spirit of Love that is so prevalent this time of year. How we all pause and count our blessings and help those who are less fortunate. Random acts of kindness prevail this time of year and normal sales persons who hardly notice you exist as they scan your purchases, light up with smile when you wish them a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Yes I am one of those politically incorrect people who actually dare to say Merry Christmas! I am proud to live in a country where all religions are respected and recognized and reserve the right to savor Christmas and all it stands for.
My father passed away in 1998 on Christmas Eve. He was a musician who brought his talent to so many people and shared his gift for no profit at Christmas each year. He visited all the nursing homes in the air and brought Christmas cheer to all the shut ins. I used to go with him and loved the sing along Christmas Carols. I wrote a poem at Christmas that year. I knew his time was getting shorter and had no interest in celebrating Christmas. My kids were all grown up and I was working, helping Dad and thought it was silly to put up all that Christmas junk when I was feeling so low. My husband had other ideas. He and my Dad showed me that year that Christmas comes no matter what. You can not put out the flame of the human spirit and I am sure my Dad is busy right now accompanying the Heavenly Choir and giving them his expert advice as to how to project their voices!
I have written a poem at Christmas every year since then and would like to spend the next few days of the Blog sharing these poems with you. For those of you that have already seen them in Christmas Pasts, please bear with me.
Merry Christmas everyone and Rock on around your Christmas Tree!
1998
Oh Christmas Tree!
Twas the week before Christmas
And all through our home
Not a sound could be heard
I felt so alone
My family had grown up
And all moved away
There'd be no Children's laughter
To cheer Christmas Day
I was feeling so sad
So sorry for ME
I wondered "Why bother
to put up a tree?"
My husband was whistling
As he hung out the lights
That would brighten our home
Through the long Yule-tide nights
I sighed and opened the old Christmas Chest
As I decided for his sake, I must do my best
I picked up an ornament, turned it around
And saw a small Care bear, all chubby and brown
A small clothes-pin angel with lace ribbon wings
Made my heart mellow so I started to sing
Reverently now, I hung up the treasures
Each trinket resounding with Past Christmas pleasures
And soon I could see all my Children around
The room filled with laughter ad new memories were found
There was Judy and Cathy and Mickey and Rob
Nicole, Katie, Lexie were doing their job
Arjay and Tyson, Devin and Paul
were shouting with laughter as they hung the last ball
When the tree was completed, I sang with delight
"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT"
Judy Patt Hall
December 16, 1998
Plan for today:
I am planning to keep busy getting all my Christmas projects done and start journaling and exercising religiously after the holidays!
Enough of that. I am back and feeling stronger and full of Holiday cheer. I love this time of year. Not because of the exchanging of gifts and I hate the commercialism of Christmas, but for the spirit of Love that is so prevalent this time of year. How we all pause and count our blessings and help those who are less fortunate. Random acts of kindness prevail this time of year and normal sales persons who hardly notice you exist as they scan your purchases, light up with smile when you wish them a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Yes I am one of those politically incorrect people who actually dare to say Merry Christmas! I am proud to live in a country where all religions are respected and recognized and reserve the right to savor Christmas and all it stands for.
My father passed away in 1998 on Christmas Eve. He was a musician who brought his talent to so many people and shared his gift for no profit at Christmas each year. He visited all the nursing homes in the air and brought Christmas cheer to all the shut ins. I used to go with him and loved the sing along Christmas Carols. I wrote a poem at Christmas that year. I knew his time was getting shorter and had no interest in celebrating Christmas. My kids were all grown up and I was working, helping Dad and thought it was silly to put up all that Christmas junk when I was feeling so low. My husband had other ideas. He and my Dad showed me that year that Christmas comes no matter what. You can not put out the flame of the human spirit and I am sure my Dad is busy right now accompanying the Heavenly Choir and giving them his expert advice as to how to project their voices!
I have written a poem at Christmas every year since then and would like to spend the next few days of the Blog sharing these poems with you. For those of you that have already seen them in Christmas Pasts, please bear with me.
Merry Christmas everyone and Rock on around your Christmas Tree!
1998
Oh Christmas Tree!
Twas the week before Christmas
And all through our home
Not a sound could be heard
I felt so alone
My family had grown up
And all moved away
There'd be no Children's laughter
To cheer Christmas Day
I was feeling so sad
So sorry for ME
I wondered "Why bother
to put up a tree?"
My husband was whistling
As he hung out the lights
That would brighten our home
Through the long Yule-tide nights
I sighed and opened the old Christmas Chest
As I decided for his sake, I must do my best
I picked up an ornament, turned it around
And saw a small Care bear, all chubby and brown
A small clothes-pin angel with lace ribbon wings
Made my heart mellow so I started to sing
Reverently now, I hung up the treasures
Each trinket resounding with Past Christmas pleasures
And soon I could see all my Children around
The room filled with laughter ad new memories were found
There was Judy and Cathy and Mickey and Rob
Nicole, Katie, Lexie were doing their job
Arjay and Tyson, Devin and Paul
were shouting with laughter as they hung the last ball
When the tree was completed, I sang with delight
"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT"
Judy Patt Hall
December 16, 1998
Plan for today:
I am planning to keep busy getting all my Christmas projects done and start journaling and exercising religiously after the holidays!
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