I’m thankful for a lot of things!

1. Just having Thanksgiving this past week. I’m thankful that we have family we can visit, spend time with and that love us.
2. I’m thankful my wonderful husband loves me and spends time with me.
3. I’m thankful for my wonderful cyber friends whom help me with their advice and blessings from their thoughts through out the day! Which brings me to my OCTOBER blessing awards!!!

Which goes to MY QUIET CORNER . If you haven’t checked out MomRN’s blog, you should! She is such a sweet and thoughtful woman! Her site has been so encouraging! Not to mention her sense of humor! She has a lot of wisdom and insight and I appreciate her a lot. I thank God that he has placed her in my realm of blogging!

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I had my Mom’s morning group this morning! I quite enjoy it. I usually struggle so much to get there, but it really helps me so much to go!

After it, I dared to take all 3 children to the mall (which is usually nap time for 2/3).. got my glasses fixed (which were making me dizzy and sick), got winterboots for miss H, who was thrilled with a pair of Dora boots (ironically the least expensive and good up to -30C here… which is average winter weather!), and even broke out and bought myself a new handbag…. I wouldn’t call it a purse b/c it’s quite large, but hey! It’s not a diaper bag! So I’m thrilled. I really have never bought a “handbag” before… ooooooooooooo I’m growing up, aren’t I? hahaha (okay, except for my bad habit of malicious laughter and sarcasm… bad habit that I need to curb)

I really had a nice visit with my mom yesterday. I think it was a good thing for her to visit the kids and just enjoy their silliness! I got a nap in, so I was really happy about that.

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As for the people asking about my grandparents…. ohhh the long story of my historical background… to make it really really short.. I’m only a 1/8th metis. . They are finally recognized as the aborginal people of Canada. To be Metis you have to have proof your family line comes from the “fur traders” (mostly French/Native American ). My grandmother’s father was a furtrader.. aka my great grandfather. BUT the people in the picture.. my grandmother is really my fathers “great aunt” and her husband whom adopted my father. My grandfather there was born in Russia… okay, so now that I’ve confused you. My biological grandmother was raised by My grandmother, as well as raising my father. Her mother (my grt. grandmother) died when she was a month old and my grt. grandfather could not take her on the trails, so my grandmother (grt. aunt biologically), whom was childless, took my biological granmother and raised her; when she had children adopted my father as her own as well….
As far as the rest of me goes: mom – Ukranian/Austrian, my dad Irish/Metis/Russian thru adoption, so I was raised I would say mostly with the Ukranian influnence… perogies, cabbage rolls, etc. I always thought I was adopted til I saw pictures of my mom’s dad’s family. My children on the other hand are more Dutch than anything as Mr. C’s whole family comes from Holland…
ahhhh gotta love heritage! okay, have I confused you enough? lol as I like to call it, I come from a culturally rich heritage.

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Scriptures that are inspiring me this week:

Ex 14:14 -The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”

Ps 37:7 -Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes.

Ps 46:10 – “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”

Do you sense a theme? lol
If you’ve lasted this far, thanks for reading! This week has whizzed by so quickly! And I’m feeling behind! But it’s been good!

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