Quotes About Celebration

How we need more "homemakers" so that all who live in this transient, contemporary world might have a place to belong, to feel loved and valued, to serve and be served, to give and receive and celebrate all that is good. So

Managing our stress and our rest is a sign of living wisely. Refueling as a way to find joy, to create pleasure, and to celebrate life in the midst of all its demands fills our hearts with renewed hope. When we take the time to breathe, listen, and rest from the daily grind to see miracles bubbling up in our lives.

Home is the place in which we picture, day after ordinary day, the fact that love will endure, that grief will be healed, that joy, one day, will last forever and the celebration will never end.

I have married thriteen couples. I'm about to do a marriage next month.

You can be a thousand different women. It's your choice which one you want to be. It's about freedom and sovereignty. You celebrate who you are. You say, 'This is my kingdom.'

This country was built on the backs of dudes who drank on buses. What we do honors them.

Some people put more effort and money into the wedding day than they do into the marriage itself, then it's all downhill from there.

I love all things Christmas.

I hate birthdays. I thought that I only hated my own birthday, and then I realized that I hate my children's birthdays too.

All he cares about is going out there with his Jack Daniels bottle. Nothing has changed. That's kind of sad. If David was doing better than he used to be, then that would be different. But it was a joke and he made it that way.

Every year on your birthday, you get a chance to start new.

What a glorious morning for America!

From every mountain side Let Freedom ring.

There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.

To the Trinity House, where a very good dinner among the old soakers.

Strange to see how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody.

This day I have the news that my sister was married on Thursday last to Mr. Jackson; so that work is, I hope, well over.

23rd. This my birthday, 28 years.

The Wedding Guest here beat his breast,For he heard the loud bassoon.

The bride hath paced into the hall,Red as a rose is she.

The guests are met, the feast is set:May'st hear the merry din.

Bright Idea #91: When the weather's bad and your lights go out, have a pajama party. Eat till you feel sick, hula-hoop, paint your faces. Catch fireflies, and dance naked in the rain. If you do, then your bare butt will light up like a firefly after it's been let out of a jar.

It's really easy to figure out why I love what I love, the holidays and food. I know the difference between having them and not having them.

Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.