Funny how $10 looks so big when we take it to the masjid and so small when we take it to the store.
Funny how big an hour serving god looks and how small 60 minutes are when spent watching TV. or playing.
Funny how hard it is to read a juzz in the Quran and how easy it is to read 2-300 pages of a best selling novel.
Funny how we believe what newspapers say but question what the quran says.
Funny how we can’t think of anything to say when we pray, and don’t have any difficulty thinking of things to talk to friend.
Funny how we need 2-3 weeks to fit an Islamic event into our schedule, but can adjust it or a social event at the last moment.
Funny is in it??????????

My Moroccan tote and an invitation!

a crochet journey


Hello there! Happy Friday everyone 🙂 I am getting back into my blogging mojo and it feels good to want to start writing again. I am still behind with patterns and tutorials though, I have been very lazy and haven’t even started my Cobbled Street pattern but all in good time.

I have a couple of things to share with you today, both very exciting. First, my Moroccan tote is finished and just in time for the Edinburgh Yarn Fest! I can’t remember when I started this bag, it was a slow and rewarding project and I enjoyed watching that pattern grow in the fabric so much that I was a bit sad when the crocheting was done.





As you can see I added leather handles, a fabric lining and a magnetic clasp. I LOVE IT! It really came out exactly as I had imagined it. Pattern should come soon…

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What Will It Take to Make Depression a “Good Cause”?

Therese J. Borchard

2305701220_0fc3d01183_bOnce a year or so I’m tempted to shave my head like I’m going through chemo to make my depression visible to others. I’m thinking if I pulled a Sinead O’Connor, people would take the illness seriously.

I saw a commercial the other day for some leukemia association, and I was jealous.

I know that’s not the response the advertising team was looking for. But, as someone who is now responsible for fundraising for a foundation for treatment-resistant depression and chronic mood disorders, I thought about how much easier my job would be if the people for whom I’m raising the money actually looked sick.

I have no problem getting dough for Catholic Relief Service’s Operation Rice Bowl that feeds poor kids in Africa. The paper carton which you load with dollars and cents dons the photo of a beautiful African child with the message: “$1 a day for 40…

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