Friday, December 25, 2015

MERRY CHRISTMAS OF 2015---

MERRY CHRISTMAS
TO YOU ALL MY DEAREST
FRIENDS & FOLLOWERS 
I PRAY THAT YOU ALL 
HAD A WONDERFUL 
HOLIDAY WITH FAMILY
AND FRIENDS, AND YOU FAITH
OF WHAT YOU CHOOSE  TO HELP
YOU ALL THROUGH THE HOLIDAYS
AND INTO THE NEXT COMING YEAR
WE WHAT HAS Been HAPPING
THROUGHOUT THE WORLD
I WORRY ABOUT YOU ALL 
MY DEAREST FRIENDS & FOLLOWER
WHERE EVER YOU MAY LIVE AND
CALL HOME THAT YOU ARE SAFE
AND CAN LIVE A PEACEFUL LIFE
WITH YOU FAMILY AND LOVE ONES.
ALSO THAT YOU CHILDREN AS MY
CHILD WILL HAVE A CHANCE IN
LIFE TO GROW UP IN 
A SAFE WORLD.
IN THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS
I GIVE YOU MY FAVORITE
VIDEO 
A CHRISTMAS CAROL 
WITH GEORGE C SCOTT.
I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SPIRIT
OF CHRIST IN THE SHOW AS MUCH 
AS ME ...LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH
YOUR FRIEND ALWAYS 
WENDY.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS~

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS~
For Christmas Eve, I thought I would do a favorite Christmas
The story, that My mother read to me and me in turn read to my
son many years back when he was young. I believe it is a 
favorite among many families... So I hope you enjoy the 
Christmas Storie By Clement Clarke Moore. 1799-1863---
This Gentleman came from a prominent family and his father Benjamin Moore was the Bishop of New York who was famous for 
officiating at the inauguration of George Washington, our first President of the U.S. The Tradition of reading Twas the night before Christmas on Christmas Eve is now a Worldwide institution & tradition too.












Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stocking were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds, 
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her 'kerchief and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. 
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to object below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, 
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

 "Now Dasher!, now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!'

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
Whith the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too. 

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tranished with ashes ans soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And  he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes- how they twinkled! his demples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, 
And the smoke it encircled his head liked a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly, 
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He wass chubby and plump, a right jolly oldelf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of this eye and a twist of his head, 
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, 
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. 
But I heard him exclam, 'ere he drove out of sight, 
'Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!'

That is the famous Night Before Christmas Story/Poem
that is told do so many children around the world on 
Christmas Eve.. I hope you all enjoy the story. 
Happy Holidays 
YOur Friend always Wendy xxx


Tuesday, December 22, 2015

WENDY'S COLLEGES'

WENDY'S COLLEGE'S~
Good Evening My Dearest
Friends & Followers; Welcome to
My humble blog:
I was going through my Posts & Photo's for the year
and doing my usual update of saving my data
of all posts I have written for the year & photo's that I've
used on the post for safe keeping on my many flash drives
that is much easier than the usual C.D's that I used the first 
two years of blogging. While doing so I came up upon 
a few of my colleges that I had made throughout the years
and I thought you might like to see some of my works.
Also, I thought I would share the fact that I always save me
posts and photos that I use on them every year on a flash drive 
just for the possible Infor since malware or hacker that might
get through my Internet Security.
So now to my Colleges Enjoy---Wendy
























Happy Holiday 
Wendy

Hope Is A Blue Eyed Husky~

HOPE IS A BLUE EYED HUSKY-
by Andrea Buchanan
redbookmag.com/life/friends-family/a14536/best-christmas-stories/
Good Evening My Dearest friends & followers/Welcome again
to my humble blog as we near the end of 2015. I thought you might like a few more Christmas Spirited Stories that I found that were
written by some very talented folks.. I just love this story about 
Christmas, a stray dog that need a home and the spirit of Christmas blessing a couple with a wee baby... The link to the place where I found Andrea story is at the top of this post. Enjoy hugs---

It was the time of year when people work hard to spread cheer and Jason and I were doing our best. I hung the last  ornament on the 
Christmas tree as he looked for the memorah to put in our window. Nonetheless, there we were, facing another holiday without a baby in our lives.
Then came the knock on our door that world save the season. A neighbor stood on our front steps with a lost dog, a beautiful white and black Siberian husky, drenched by rain. He sat on command, gave us his paw and then plopped down in our foyer from exhaustion and slept for hours. It wasn't the first time Jason and I had agreed to take in a stray. But that particular Christmas, after multipule failed attempts to conceive through IVF and having just learned that an adoption of a little boy had fallen through, it felt like a Christmas miracle. Curling up with this blue-eyed husky would help fill the void. We decided to foster him and call him Wiley. Two days later we took Wiley on a hike. Out of nowhere, in the kind of scene that only unfolds this way in the ovies---or, as it happened, in our favorite canyon in L.A. a girl ran up to us and fell to her knees, exclaiming, "Blue, is that you? Wiley licked her face. I couldn't believe it. What were the chances that we would run into this owner? I  welled up with tears at the thought of saying good-bye.
She told us more of his story. It turned out, before he ran away and made his way to our front door, the girl had been looking fro a new home for him. She loved the dog, but didn't have the wherewithall to take care of him. I asked her what she wanted to do. "I want you to keep him, as long as you have a fenced-in yard and you name him Blue.' This pst summer, Two years and some months after Wiley Blue's arrival, I gave birth to a baby girl named Ruby. Wiley Blue licked her toes and ran through the yard  leaping over bushes with excitement. He had helped usher Ruby into our lives, keeping our hearts open and our house full of cheer long after the carol singing was over and the decorations were put away, while we waited, with hope, for our baby to arrive.  
Merry Christmas 
to you all my dears 
friends & follower 
Your Friend Always 
WENDY

Monday, December 21, 2015

CHRISTMAS CINNAMON CARAMEL APPLE MARTINI

CHRISTMAS CINNAMON 
CARAMEL APPLE MARTINI
Well, this well be my last post for the evening. I hope that
you all will enjoy the holiday drinks for today that I've
posted for you all my dearest friends and followers. 
Happy Holidays---

Ingredients:
1 oz Buttershots Schnapps
2 oz Vodka
1 oz Rose's Sour Apple Mix 
Maraschino Cherry
Cinnamon
Brown sugar 
Caramel syrup
Candy cane and fresh apple slice for garnish
Directions:
1- Sprinkle some brown sugar and cinnamon on a small plate. Then
pour caramel syrup on top of the sugar mixture in a circle. Dip the rim of a martini glass in the mixture and spin back and forth and all around until the whole rim is coated. Place the glass or glasses in the freezer until ready to use.
2-In a shaker with ice, add the Buttershots, the vodka and the sour apple mix. Shake for a minute. Remove the glass or glasses from the freezer. Place one maraschino cherry in the bottom of the glass. Pour the mixer from the shaker into the glass. Garnish with a Candy Cane and an apple slice and serve.
Happy Holiday's 
my dearest Friends & Followers
I hope you all 
Enjoy the Holiday drinks

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