 So, I "stole" this picture from my sister's blog....sorry Lois...but I just love it so.  It's a picture of my Daddy.  I think it's from the 60's.  I was born in 1966.  This is Dad in his study in our old church where he use to pastor, see him holding his bible.  Dad pastored there for 31 years. He was an awesome pastor, everyone LOVED him.  He had compassion, and love for everyone.  Dad did a great job at pastoring our old church there in NYC.  He would remember every one's name, and it just wasn't a church, it was a FAMILY!  Our church was run so well, all the holidays were festive, and the church was in order, clean, it was "The House of the Lord".  Whenever the church doors were opened, we were all there.  Daddy loved his church, and the church people.....it was his life.
 So, I "stole" this picture from my sister's blog....sorry Lois...but I just love it so.  It's a picture of my Daddy.  I think it's from the 60's.  I was born in 1966.  This is Dad in his study in our old church where he use to pastor, see him holding his bible.  Dad pastored there for 31 years. He was an awesome pastor, everyone LOVED him.  He had compassion, and love for everyone.  Dad did a great job at pastoring our old church there in NYC.  He would remember every one's name, and it just wasn't a church, it was a FAMILY!  Our church was run so well, all the holidays were festive, and the church was in order, clean, it was "The House of the Lord".  Whenever the church doors were opened, we were all there.  Daddy loved his church, and the church people.....it was his life. Daddy passed away this past May. Most of you know about his accident....really it was a tragedy. I have never experienced a tragedy in my life before, and never really considered Dad's death as one. But when I look back at this man's great life, the way he died, and his sickness, and then that night when he fell down the stairs, with all those bones broken, the suffering, and not being able to do anything for himself, yes it was a great tragedy in my life and my family's life.
You see Daddy was such an independent, strong man. I trusted every word he said. I felt comfortable with all his decisions and would go to Dad with help when I needed to make a decision. He always had the right answer, and sometimes I didn't want to hear it! Over the years, I have had so many arguments with Dad, didn't want to agree with him, but then in the long run, he was always right. I never wanted to agree with him.....why was I like that? I wish I could take back all those arguments now, and just keep my big mouth SHUT!
He was always on the go, eager to do the Lord's work, and was always there for his kids....well we did have great competition with church, and all it's activities, but in the long run, Dad was always there for us! Dad loved his grandchildren. He would always give them extra money whenever he would see them. He gave them his time, and I know they always loved going to Oma and Opa's house for the day. He would call here a lot, and of course when he called, I never had time to talk to him, I made small talk. He would always want to talk to the kids, and sometimes I would say, we're too busy, maybe next time. He wouldn't say anything, I know he was hurt, but I was just too busy for my Dad........now I wish he would call here.....why was I like that?
Then he was diagnosed with diabetes some years back, but that never held Dad back. Dad retired back in 95, and all was well, he was still preaching, and on the go, but slowing down some. Of course his diabetes caught up with him, and he ailed over the years. His eyesight was VERY poor and his whole body just hurt. We think towards the "end" he was even getting the early stages of dementia.
Mom and Dad moved to PA this past year in April. We were all excited for them...to live closer to my sister, she would really take care of them. Their house was smaller and would be easier for them to take care of it....no stairs, except those cellar stairs!!! After only one week living in their new home, Dad fell down those cellar stairs, broke 8 ribs, had a head trauma, and much more. He fell down something like 12 stairs! Dad should have died that night, but the Lord had other plans for him, and me!
Like I have said in earlier posts, those 3 weeks of Daddy's life in the hospital I loved on him like never before! I loved my father but we always seemed to be in some kind of conflict...well I always had some kind of conflict...Daddy would always turn the other cheek with me, and love me anyway. But I loved on Daddy for those 3 weeks of his life. Then when he was transferred to the nursing home, for those 3 days I loved on him again. He was suppose to get better, but he didn't. The Lord took Daddy home on Monday night, May 19th......I was with him, holding his hand. The little girl who hardly ever got along with her Daddy, was with him the night he died.
All I can say is have a blessed and Happy New Year!
 
 

 Well, Christmas is over, what a wonderful time we had here in the
Well, Christmas is over, what a wonderful time we had here in the 
 Davey got the Geo
 Davey got the Geo 


 Pictures of us on Christmas Eve..............Enjoy!
Pictures of us on Christmas Eve..............Enjoy!








 Mix the cream cheese until really creamy, then add the eggs one at a time, add the sour cream, and vanilla. Scrape the sides down a couple of times, and really beat for about 5 minutes, scraping the side down yet again, until really smooth and creamy.
Mix the cream cheese until really creamy, then add the eggs one at a time, add the sour cream, and vanilla. Scrape the sides down a couple of times, and really beat for about 5 minutes, scraping the side down yet again, until really smooth and creamy. For the Crust, combine 1 & 1/2 cups graham crackers crumbs, 1 & 1/2 Tbs. sugar, and 1 stick butter already melted.
 For the Crust, combine 1 & 1/2 cups graham crackers crumbs, 1 & 1/2 Tbs. sugar, and 1 stick butter already melted.
 Pour the cream cheese mixture into the springform pan....put into a large baking pan (see below picture). Bring about 3 cups or so of water to a boil, and gently pour the boiling water halfway up the sides of the cheesecake....into that baking dish, without getting any water into the unbaked cheesecake. This will help the cheesecake to cook evenly, and help it not to crack.
Pour the cream cheese mixture into the springform pan....put into a large baking pan (see below picture). Bring about 3 cups or so of water to a boil, and gently pour the boiling water halfway up the sides of the cheesecake....into that baking dish, without getting any water into the unbaked cheesecake. This will help the cheesecake to cook evenly, and help it not to crack.
 Well, it's a snow day here, finally....and the house is quiet this morning. The kids are still sleeping, and I'm hoping they remain sleeping so I can finish this post. It's been very busy here at our house preparing for Christmas! Over the last week I've baked 6 different kinds of cookies. I promised myself this year not to do so many, since I'm a diabetic, and need to "control" myself. But I felt guilty (moms are always guilty!) for the kids, and honestly they don't need the extra sugar either. But what's Christmas without Christmas cookies? When I was a little girl, my mom would bake cookies starting in early December. She would get them all done early, and we would all enjoy them throughout the whole month of December. She would use them for her Christmas parties, and just give them away. I loved the way she displayed the cookies. Every year she would get out her beautiful "lazy susan" cookie tray, and lay them out just so. I've always loved that "lazy susan", and this past year she handed it down to me when she moved to PA! I was so excited to finally take it out this Christmas and use it. It's on my dining room table waiting to be filled with cookies, but this time, it will be filled with my cookies!
Well, it's a snow day here, finally....and the house is quiet this morning. The kids are still sleeping, and I'm hoping they remain sleeping so I can finish this post. It's been very busy here at our house preparing for Christmas! Over the last week I've baked 6 different kinds of cookies. I promised myself this year not to do so many, since I'm a diabetic, and need to "control" myself. But I felt guilty (moms are always guilty!) for the kids, and honestly they don't need the extra sugar either. But what's Christmas without Christmas cookies? When I was a little girl, my mom would bake cookies starting in early December. She would get them all done early, and we would all enjoy them throughout the whole month of December. She would use them for her Christmas parties, and just give them away. I loved the way she displayed the cookies. Every year she would get out her beautiful "lazy susan" cookie tray, and lay them out just so. I've always loved that "lazy susan", and this past year she handed it down to me when she moved to PA! I was so excited to finally take it out this Christmas and use it. It's on my dining room table waiting to be filled with cookies, but this time, it will be filled with my cookies! 

 We also did our annual Gingerbread house. This year it was kind of difficult since all Davey wanted to do was eat all the candy. Becca was a bit moody, and actually my hubby was being inpatient while helping the kids put the house together....its only normal...a day in the life of Liz. I never said I live or have the perfect life, but it's close to it :) I told the family this will be the last year making a gingerbread house if they continue acting the way they did!  We'll see. But the house came out really nice, Becca decorated the front, and Davey decorated the back.   I do think the kids really enjoyed making the house. And Davey really loved eating the candy.
We also did our annual Gingerbread house. This year it was kind of difficult since all Davey wanted to do was eat all the candy. Becca was a bit moody, and actually my hubby was being inpatient while helping the kids put the house together....its only normal...a day in the life of Liz. I never said I live or have the perfect life, but it's close to it :) I told the family this will be the last year making a gingerbread house if they continue acting the way they did!  We'll see. But the house came out really nice, Becca decorated the front, and Davey decorated the back.   I do think the kids really enjoyed making the house. And Davey really loved eating the candy. Yeah, they act like they love each other in pictures!
                                        Yeah, they act like they love each other in pictures!
 Becca decorated the front with Red, White and Blue....so pretty!
                                Becca decorated the front with Red, White and Blue....so pretty! Don't you love this picture? It reminds me of our old home in Queens, New York. The door, and the stairway look just like ours in our old family childhood home. Mom and Dad entertained a lot in that home. Dad was a pastor of a big church there in Queens for 33 years. Mom was the perfect pastor's wife, entertaining and hosting missionaries, evangelists, and our yearly Deacon Christmas Party. It was all so festive. Mom would be cooking for days. The day of the party was always a Friday night, and it was always the Friday after Christmas, so she had the time off of work to prepare. Mom would set the table for 22!!!! We had 10 deacons at our old church, and of course their wives would come too.
 Don't you love this picture? It reminds me of our old home in Queens, New York. The door, and the stairway look just like ours in our old family childhood home. Mom and Dad entertained a lot in that home. Dad was a pastor of a big church there in Queens for 33 years. Mom was the perfect pastor's wife, entertaining and hosting missionaries, evangelists, and our yearly Deacon Christmas Party. It was all so festive. Mom would be cooking for days. The day of the party was always a Friday night, and it was always the Friday after Christmas, so she had the time off of work to prepare. Mom would set the table for 22!!!! We had 10 deacons at our old church, and of course their wives would come too.



 Ok, so I changed the look of my blog again, thanks to my sister. She helped me after everything was done on Thanksgiving Day/night. I do love this new look, it's for Christmas, and I may even keep it for winter.
Ok, so I changed the look of my blog again, thanks to my sister. She helped me after everything was done on Thanksgiving Day/night. I do love this new look, it's for Christmas, and I may even keep it for winter. 
 
 Becca and me with our gingerbread house.............
 Becca and me with our gingerbread house.............


