Sunday, December 23, 2007

We have a winner...

I took the names for the beaded Christmas ornament drawing with me to my son's house yesterday and enlisted the help of my grand kids in picking a name. I'm happy to report that Hélène H is the winner. Helene, please send me an email through my profile when you get a chance - I need your mailing address.

I have also added a short video of the drawing for those that might like to see it.

A little background on the video - I set my camera up on a tripod and my son, DH and daughter-in-law were all sitting in front of us as I filmed. Neither of my grand kids are at all shy!

5 comments:

tammy lang said...

congrats helene!!
grace i love your little video's!
beautiful grandkids and justine has the same smile as you :D
have yourself a merry little christmas
x's&o's
tammy

KV said...

Merry Christmas, Grace!


Kathy V in NM

Hélène H said...

Ooooh, lucky me, I'm thrilled ! Thanks a lot !

Hugs

Hélène

Maggie R said...

Congrats. Helene.... Lucky you, Grace's work is fabulous.. and BTW Grace, I LOVE your videos, This one is sweet since you have your darling grandchildren with you helping...I guess when it is time to draw for my contest, It will be just a still picture.... I'm not advanced enough to do a video!!!!YIKES.... There is always something new to learn eh!!
Guess that's how we keep the brain busy ;-}
Meanwhile Happy beading and Happy New Year
((((hugs))))
Maggie

Grace said...

Thanks all! Helene, I have not yet made it to the post office, but will make a point of it in the next few days. Thanks again for playing!

Leaves of Grass

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman