Something I'd like to do....

Over the past 1 1/2 years, I have messed around with paint to see what I can do. Painting is something I really enjoy. I love the break from life that I get when I have a brush in my hand.

I had an idea for paintings I could do for my future kid's room. I want to have a jungle room for my kids so I decided to do a set of three paintings of cartoon jungle animals. I loved it! It was fun and easy to do. I realized that I could do just about any animal or theme. Since then, I have made animal paintings for my nieces, nephews, and my mom.

I would love to sell them. It would be fun to have them custom ordered with what animals and colors people wanted. For now, I made an ocean set and I'm trying to sell them on Craigslist.

Jungle Set for my kids:


Animals for my nieces and nephews:






Farm set for my mom:

So there you have it! My recent joy in life. I'll see what I can do. It's either this or open a chocolate shop ;)

Some ideas for sets:
Outer space-rocket, planet, stars
sports-baseball and bat, football, soccer ball
dog-doghouse, bone, dog
forest-squirrel, raccoon, owl
swamp-turtle, frog, bee

"Ninety and Nine" by Michael McLean

I love the lyrics for this song by Michael McLean. It is beautiful to know that the Savior loves us all individually and equally. He will always come to us and teach us separately whether we are striving to follow Him or not. He is my Savior and Lord. I love Him.

Photo by Liz Lemon Swindle

I am one of the ninety and nine

I’m not perfect but basically I’m doing fine

I have not lost my way, I have not gone astray

I’m just one of the ninety and nine

I am here in the heart of the fold

I’m not mindless but I try to do as I’m told

I’m not tempted to run and become the lost one

I am here in the heart of the fold

So why is my shepherd coming this way toward me

He’s holding his arms out and he’s calling my name

Yes he’s calling my name! But how, how can this be?

I’m just one of the ninety and nine

I have stumbled and fallen, but I’ve kept in line

I’m not one he must seek; I’m not all that unique

I’m just one of the ninety and nine

So why is my shepherd treating me like a lost lamb?

He’s searching to find me

And he’s holding me now, yes, he’s holding me now

And teaching me who I am

So why am I feeling like I’m the only one here

It’s like I’m his favorite

And he takes me aside, and he sweetly confides

These remarkable words in my ear

You are one of the ninety and nine

Have you any idea how brightly you shine?

You are safe in this fold, and it’s time you are told

That I know where you’ve been so I know where you’ll be

Because all of your life you’ve been following me

You are more than just one of the sands of the sea

Or just one of the ninety and nine

You are mine, you are mine, you are mine

You are mine

I am one of the ninety and nine