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Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
The between week . . .
True friendship is like sound health,
the value of it is seldom known until it be lost.
~Charles Caleb Colton
The week between Christmas and New Year is always hectic. Strangely busy with odd activities.
On Monday, we hosted the SJA Swim Team brunch. I stayed home from work. I could have left Dave with the Swim Team Brunch. Oh the joy. 22 teen age girls between swim practices . . . during the Christmas break, they swim 2 hours in the morning and 2 hours in the afternoon. On Monday, they came to our house for brunch and a Christmas sock exchange. A couple of things:
- these teenage girls do not know how to park . . .
- these teenage girls do not know how to back out of a drive . . .
- these teenage girls know how to eat lots of food. Lots and lots of food. Two egg stratas, three pounds of bacon, three pounds of sausage, two loaves of french toast, three pitchers of orange juice, three pitchers of grape juice, a variety of cookies and donuts, etc. But it could be because they spend so much time swimming.
None of the other parents showed up. Last year, at least three other parents showed up to help.
Monday evening, we were at my sister's home for dinner and other things. My nephew, Michael, who had been in a serious accident in October was there. He still has the trach but he can talk and eat and looks great. He is going to have to undergo about four or so more surgeries, all except one will require hospital stays but nothing like what he had to endure after the accident. He looked wonderful and it was great to see him and his bride and their four month old daughter.
Zachariah had spent Monday at a good friend's home playing Wii. He then spent Monday night/Tuesday with Mary, his cousin/sister . . . a long story . . . and had a great time. He is exhausted and it is only Wednesday. Tonight he is going to a birthday party/sleepover.
Lindsey has two swim meets this week. I haven't gone to either. Oh well. Too much to do.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Merry Christmas Eve Eve
Like many companies, ours will be closed for Christmas Eve this year. Usually, it is just a half day but with Christmas falling on a Saturday, we get all day on Christmas Eve. Sweet. I am also taking off on Monday. We are hosting the annual Christmas Brunch for the SJA swim team. During the Christmas break, the swimmers swim twice a day. Two hours in the morning, two hours in the late afternoon. So on Monday, we will be having around 26 teen age girls at our house for brunch and a Christmas Sock Exchange.
Keep in mind that these girls spend HOURS in the pool. They eat enough food to put most high school boys to shame. I think I figured it out last year on the USAA website that given the amount of time that they swim during over the Christmas break, my daughter, who weighs about 105, needs to eat approximately 7,000 calories a day just to maintain her weight. Most of the girls are buff. They swim. They do dryland workouts. They exhaust me. I will make two egg casserole dishes, 3 pounds each of bacon and sausage, two loaves of french toast and they will go through it like locusts. You have to make sure that your fingers aren't anywhere near their mouths cause they just don't pay attention.
Anyway, I have shared the following with many people and in case I missed you . . .
Keep in mind that these girls spend HOURS in the pool. They eat enough food to put most high school boys to shame. I think I figured it out last year on the USAA website that given the amount of time that they swim during over the Christmas break, my daughter, who weighs about 105, needs to eat approximately 7,000 calories a day just to maintain her weight. Most of the girls are buff. They swim. They do dryland workouts. They exhaust me. I will make two egg casserole dishes, 3 pounds each of bacon and sausage, two loaves of french toast and they will go through it like locusts. You have to make sure that your fingers aren't anywhere near their mouths cause they just don't pay attention.
Anyway, I have shared the following with many people and in case I missed you . . .
Today...I wish you a day of ordinary miracles-
A fresh pot of coffee you didn't have to make yourself.
An unexpected phone call from an old friend.
Green stoplights on your way to work or shop.
I wish you a day of little things to rejoice in...
The fastest line at the grocery store.
A good sing along song on the radio.
Your keys right where you look.
I wish you a day of happiness and perfection-little bite-size pieces of perfection that give you the funny feeling that the Lord is smiling on you, holding you so gently because you are someone special and rare.
I wish You a day of Peace, Happiness and Joy.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
Take the time!
Wishing you the very best for 2011
Thursday, December 09, 2010
True friendship
True Friendship is a plant of slow growth!
~George Washington
Yesterday, December 8, was one of my best friend's birthday. I live in a suburb of Cleveland and Janet lives in a suburb of Dallas. We have been friends for more than 30 years. We talk to each other about once a week and spend time together online.
Happy birthday Janet. I wish you were closer so that I could give you a hug. Looking forward to seeing you in March.
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
Conversations
Each person's life is lived
as a series of conversations!
~Deborah Tannen
Isn't profound. The conversations that we have that make up our life.
A good friend and co-worker called me yesterday and wanted to have lunch. I warned her going in that I was not a happy camper. I was crabby and disappointed and hated my job, disliked my kids and wasn't too terribly thrilled with life in general.
So, we had lunch and we talked . . . we had conversations . . . several about a variety of things. And then a couple of other co-workers joined us. One was especially sad because she had to put her dog down this past weekend. And the other is dealing with her mother's estate. And we talked and conversed and then laughed and listened to each other.
Later I spoke with a dear friend. She lives in Dallas. Her husband died four years ago yesterday. We talked and laughed and cried together. We had a wonderful conversation and she sent me a wonderful note.
And you discover that our lives are all bits of conversations. Whether or not you are sitting across a table or on the phone or on a blog or group, we all have conversations and that is what makes up a lot of our lives!
Saturday, November 06, 2010
end of October/November
Life is like a mirror,
smile at it and it will smile back at you!
~Peace Pilgrim
I really enjoy the season of Fall. Seriously, everthing smells better and the world is so very colorful. The trees turn various colors and drop their leaves. The only thing I don't like about it is, like Spring, that in the morning you need to wear a coat and sweater (we have been hovering in the upper 30s/low 40s) and in the afternoon, you need to shed some layers. It is too early for winter coats but too cold to not make clothing "adjustments."
Work has been especially busy. The end of the year brings budgeting, fiduciary tracking, end of the year invoicing cut-offs, and of course, all the bills that the service providers remember to send me. Also, I was in Seattle most of last week, returning late (11:20 p.m. departure from Seattle) last Friday evening. We arrived in Detroit at 6:00 a.m. (30 minutes early). Since the layover in Detroit was ridiculously hideous . . . I wouldn't have gotten home until noonish, Dave drove to Detroit early Saturday morning and picked me up at the airport. On our way home, we had a blow-out (of course) and he had to change the tire. The jack slipped, so he was very disappointed. Being so anal as he is, he knows that it generally takes him 12 minutes to change a flat and because he had to re-jack the car, it took 18 minutes. Alas.
We were home by 9:00 and I was in bed by 9:15. Ed and Tina, very good friends (we have known them as a couple for more than 30 years . . . and Dave has known Ed since they were 12 or 13 years old . . . and Dave is 59 . . . you do the math) of our's daughter was getting married on Saturday (which is why I took the red-eye in the first place). Dave took Lindsey to the ceremony. I slept on. We went to the reception that evening. It was lovely and it is always good to see so many very happy people. The DJ did an anniversary dance. All married couples on the floor. Then he started dismissing them . . . those married less than a day (the bride and groom) . . . and so on, until the last couple on the dance floor was Tina's parents, who had recently celebrated their 58th wedding anniversary. It was wonderful. What was truly amazing was the number of people that had been married for 25, 30, 35, 40 years. I know that everyone says that divorce is rampant and maybe we are just lucky, but out of most of the couples we know, they aren't and many have been married for many years.
My nephew Michael is doing much better. He was released from the hospital last Sunday. He went from ICU to a step down unit for one day. It will be at least another month before they remove the stent from his voice box and they know whether or not he will be able to talk. They will reduce the trach over the weeks after that and do swallow tests. Right now and for the foreseeable future, he will continue to have the feeding tube. He also had a follow up with the ortho guy who said that he put in screws, wires, plates, bands, etc. If Michael does everything he is supposed to do (and he will because he is very competive and very athletic), he should end up being 95% mobility in the foot and ankle. Right now, he is not allowed to put any weight on the foot. He has physical therapy three times a week. Fortunately, he has incredible insurance and his company is being wonderful. And his wife is not working because their baby was born on August 31. They had gone back and forth about her going back to work and decided that she would not. In retrospect, that decision is good since she has to be home to be with him now. Thanks everyone for the prayers and thoughts. It is incredible that he has come so far in such a short time.
I am at the Library. I haven't really been here in a month. I am dedicating November to reading. It is an easy thing to do since Lindsey's practice for swim season starts and I will be spending lots of time waiting for her to come out of practice, etc. Once the season starts, I will knit at the meets . . . it is rather hard to read.
Lindsey has applied to University of Dayton (her first choice), Case Western Reserve University and Carnegie Mellon. She will find out on or about December 15 whether she is accepted and what the schools will give her with respect to financial aid. She just doesn't have a clue about student loans and the costs.
So life is like a mirror, I just have to remember to keep smiling . . . it is a beautiful season.
Friday, October 22, 2010
my 55th year going into my 56th year
55 was an interesting year. In many respects it was wonderful. Sarah, my oldest daughter, married Kyle on May 22. It was beautiful. As Kyle has three daughters, I instantly became a grandmother. Strangely enough, my younger sisters and I, talked about the fact that out of the oldest four of our children, all married for the first time but married people who had children and we became instantly much larger families. Michael married Kary last summer and she had two children and they have now added another. Six years ago, Tommy married Michelle, who also had two children, and they too have added to their young family. By the way, Michael and Tommy are the oldest children of my two younger sisters. Kary and Michelle are sisters. After Tommy and Michelle were married, they set up her sister with his cousin and the rest, they say, is history. Erich, who is Tommy's brother, married Caity last year. She has one other child, who is a pistol and darling and they too have added another baby to the mix.
But there were many other things that went on from October 9, 2009 through October 8, 2010. The schools we have chosen for our children failed them. Lindsey, our middle daughter, was a Junior last year. The music teacher was arrested, charged, pled guilty and was imprisoned for inappropriate sexual relationship with a couple of students over the last ten years. The teacher that turned him was "not fired" but asked for his resignation. The school said that he should have said something sooner. As it turns out, he had, but his suspicions were brushed under the rug so to speak. I have had communications with him and sadly to say, he has decided after much soul searching, to give up teaching. He is an honorable man who got punished injustly.
So, like most cases like this, the school overreacted. They gutted the music room and music program. They hired some idiot who carry tune but had the common sense of a gnat. Last year for Lent, this young woman told her students (it is an all girls school) that she was giving up unprotected sex for Lent. Idiot. On more than one occasion, she had used inappropriate language, including at a concert. Personally, her most major crime was that two days before the Spring concert, she informed Lindsey that "even though your violin solo is perfect, I promised 'so and so' that she would have a singing solo, so you can't have your solo." This was music that Lindsey had been playing and practicing for months and months and months. When I called her on it, she said "well, Lindsey never indicated that it was that important to her. But next year, as a senior, Lindsey will be able to do a senior solo" Idiot. A week after the concert and three weeks before the end of the school year, she was fired, not because of me, but, at the concert, she told a couple of the girls not to be so bitchy or she would fail them. In front of some parents. Idiot.
As I think I had mentioned at one point last year, at the end of October, we moved Zachariah from the school he had been attending. The problem was that the four grade teacher (a good friend of the principal) couldn't teach her way out of a paper bag. In nine weeks, she had assigned one science paper. She couldn't spell and sent home ridiculous study guides . . . like name three of the four Great Lakes? Boarder instead of Border was on the vocabulary study guide and was used to "identify two states the BOARDER Ohio." Anyway, we knew that we needed to move him. The problem, of course, was that Dave taught at that school.
By March, Dave had decided that he would not be staying there. The principal had made his life intolerable and he said that he could not continue under her administration due to a huge variety of reasons, none of which will be described here. So when, she (who shall not be named) and the pastor called him in for contract signing, he said "I'm not going to waste your time or mine, I won't be back" and walked out. In many many respects, I was very proud of him. On the other hand, I was getting panicked. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.
Over the summer, he sent out a multitude of resumes and letters and inquiries. He went on many interviews and such. More than one person asked him why he left . . . and he always said to them, "well, its interesting that you are asking since my former principal and the pastor, never did" and he told them. According to one of his former co-workers, the only negative thing the former principal told anyone that called was the she was "surprised and disappointed in how he quit." How stupid is that? He didn't wait until a week before school was to start. He gave them enough notice. They never asked why he was leaving or what could be done to retain him. He had been there 12 years and was the senior person at the school. On the other hand, he probably earned the most money too. So, we all know how THAT goes.
On the upside, he was hired by a public school as a gifted and talented teacher. Public schools in Ohio have substantially better and lower costs health care programs. The pay is better than Catholic schools. And he is getting credit for the years that he taught at the Catholic school. He is teached 2nd grade, 16 students and they are smart. Their parents are involved. The principal is involved. He is happy and making more money.
And going back to being 55 . . . I have never had surgery. My kids are adopted so I didn't do the whole labor or c-section or stitches, etc. Nothing. During my 55th year, I had my gall bladder removed in January, which I thought was an incredibly painful interlude but I was pretty much totally recovered within three weeks. On October 1, I had a bunion removed. And as much as I was in pain with my gall bladder, once it was out, the pain was pretty much gone. This bunion thing . . . they scraped the one and removed some arthritis too . . . hurts like the devil. Still. And, from what I understand, it takes months before it will get to the point where it doesn't hurt. Plus, while I was off, I was on Percoset. I discovered loverly things about me and Percoset. I cannot function. I cannot read, write, knit or do much of anything else, except have drool drip out the side of my mouth and sleep.
So I made it to my 56th birthday. And the thing that was in the back of my mind as the day came and went and I was very excited to see the day go, was that my Dad died on my Mom's 56th birthday.
So there you go. Goodbye 55 and welcome 56.
And don't you love this background . . . this is what Cleveland is like this time of year . . . oranges and golds and reds and browns. I love Fall.
But there were many other things that went on from October 9, 2009 through October 8, 2010. The schools we have chosen for our children failed them. Lindsey, our middle daughter, was a Junior last year. The music teacher was arrested, charged, pled guilty and was imprisoned for inappropriate sexual relationship with a couple of students over the last ten years. The teacher that turned him was "not fired" but asked for his resignation. The school said that he should have said something sooner. As it turns out, he had, but his suspicions were brushed under the rug so to speak. I have had communications with him and sadly to say, he has decided after much soul searching, to give up teaching. He is an honorable man who got punished injustly.
So, like most cases like this, the school overreacted. They gutted the music room and music program. They hired some idiot who carry tune but had the common sense of a gnat. Last year for Lent, this young woman told her students (it is an all girls school) that she was giving up unprotected sex for Lent. Idiot. On more than one occasion, she had used inappropriate language, including at a concert. Personally, her most major crime was that two days before the Spring concert, she informed Lindsey that "even though your violin solo is perfect, I promised 'so and so' that she would have a singing solo, so you can't have your solo." This was music that Lindsey had been playing and practicing for months and months and months. When I called her on it, she said "well, Lindsey never indicated that it was that important to her. But next year, as a senior, Lindsey will be able to do a senior solo" Idiot. A week after the concert and three weeks before the end of the school year, she was fired, not because of me, but, at the concert, she told a couple of the girls not to be so bitchy or she would fail them. In front of some parents. Idiot.
As I think I had mentioned at one point last year, at the end of October, we moved Zachariah from the school he had been attending. The problem was that the four grade teacher (a good friend of the principal) couldn't teach her way out of a paper bag. In nine weeks, she had assigned one science paper. She couldn't spell and sent home ridiculous study guides . . . like name three of the four Great Lakes? Boarder instead of Border was on the vocabulary study guide and was used to "identify two states the BOARDER Ohio." Anyway, we knew that we needed to move him. The problem, of course, was that Dave taught at that school.
By March, Dave had decided that he would not be staying there. The principal had made his life intolerable and he said that he could not continue under her administration due to a huge variety of reasons, none of which will be described here. So when, she (who shall not be named) and the pastor called him in for contract signing, he said "I'm not going to waste your time or mine, I won't be back" and walked out. In many many respects, I was very proud of him. On the other hand, I was getting panicked. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.
Over the summer, he sent out a multitude of resumes and letters and inquiries. He went on many interviews and such. More than one person asked him why he left . . . and he always said to them, "well, its interesting that you are asking since my former principal and the pastor, never did" and he told them. According to one of his former co-workers, the only negative thing the former principal told anyone that called was the she was "surprised and disappointed in how he quit." How stupid is that? He didn't wait until a week before school was to start. He gave them enough notice. They never asked why he was leaving or what could be done to retain him. He had been there 12 years and was the senior person at the school. On the other hand, he probably earned the most money too. So, we all know how THAT goes.
On the upside, he was hired by a public school as a gifted and talented teacher. Public schools in Ohio have substantially better and lower costs health care programs. The pay is better than Catholic schools. And he is getting credit for the years that he taught at the Catholic school. He is teached 2nd grade, 16 students and they are smart. Their parents are involved. The principal is involved. He is happy and making more money.
And going back to being 55 . . . I have never had surgery. My kids are adopted so I didn't do the whole labor or c-section or stitches, etc. Nothing. During my 55th year, I had my gall bladder removed in January, which I thought was an incredibly painful interlude but I was pretty much totally recovered within three weeks. On October 1, I had a bunion removed. And as much as I was in pain with my gall bladder, once it was out, the pain was pretty much gone. This bunion thing . . . they scraped the one and removed some arthritis too . . . hurts like the devil. Still. And, from what I understand, it takes months before it will get to the point where it doesn't hurt. Plus, while I was off, I was on Percoset. I discovered loverly things about me and Percoset. I cannot function. I cannot read, write, knit or do much of anything else, except have drool drip out the side of my mouth and sleep.
So I made it to my 56th birthday. And the thing that was in the back of my mind as the day came and went and I was very excited to see the day go, was that my Dad died on my Mom's 56th birthday.
So there you go. Goodbye 55 and welcome 56.
And don't you love this background . . . this is what Cleveland is like this time of year . . . oranges and golds and reds and browns. I love Fall.
Friday, September 10, 2010
46 Mommas - After the Shave
Can you believe this! Wow. I am so impressed with the genorosity of people and the willingness of those who are strong enough to make such a wonderful statement.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
criminy
Is criminy a word? Hmm. Anyway, it has been crazy busy. Work. Kids. School (their's not mine . . . thank God, I am done with that, although the idea of getting a Ph.d is attractive . . . then I could be Dr. Mom). I think I should probably pay off my student loans from the Masters first.
Good news. Dave has a job in a public school which pays more than in the parochial school where he was previously. Plus, he is out from under the thumb of the . . . well, you know. It does pay better but he is starting over again. On the upside, I can get him and the kids off of my health program and onto his, which will save me a bundle. I have to stay on mine because his has a spousal exclusion clause. But, right now I am paying $575/month for our medical premium and mine will be reduced to $200/month unless I change plans. I could get it down to $90/month by changing plans. His for the family is $30/month and includes eye and basic dental. Plus, his out of pockets expenses are substantially lower than mine ($5/$10 for one month at a pharmacy and $15/$30 for three months through mail in service). My pharmacy is $35/$70 for mail in. Plus he can get additional life insurance for a couple of bucks per month through age 70.
Anyway, the whole thing is really a grand thing and I have to say we are lucky and blessed!
Good news. Dave has a job in a public school which pays more than in the parochial school where he was previously. Plus, he is out from under the thumb of the . . . well, you know. It does pay better but he is starting over again. On the upside, I can get him and the kids off of my health program and onto his, which will save me a bundle. I have to stay on mine because his has a spousal exclusion clause. But, right now I am paying $575/month for our medical premium and mine will be reduced to $200/month unless I change plans. I could get it down to $90/month by changing plans. His for the family is $30/month and includes eye and basic dental. Plus, his out of pockets expenses are substantially lower than mine ($5/$10 for one month at a pharmacy and $15/$30 for three months through mail in service). My pharmacy is $35/$70 for mail in. Plus he can get additional life insurance for a couple of bucks per month through age 70.
Anyway, the whole thing is really a grand thing and I have to say we are lucky and blessed!
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
knitting and vacation
I drive to the park and ride and take the bus to work. I drive our van to the park and ride and take the bus to work. The park and ride is five minutes from my home. I don't turn the a/c on because in the morning I don't need it and in the evening, it is only five minutes and I roll down the windows and open the air vents and by the time the a/c would be up and running, I've parked the car in my driveway.
So about three weeks before we are scheduled to leave for vacation, my husband says that we should have the van checked out and have I run the a/c. So, off to Sears I go. The a/c compressor (?) isn't cycling so they cannot test the a/c and I need to take it back to the dealer. Sears didn't charge me for that wisdom, not even a service charge.
The very first appointment I can get at the dealer is the Monday before we are leaving (we left on a Thursday for Orlando). The dealer calls around 10:00 a.m. First of all, for them to look at it, the cost was $95. They call back and hour or so later. The lines for the a/c need to be replaced and there are a couple of issues with that:
But, I had to downsize the amount of knitting I was going to take. I have this very nice, boxy zipper bag that fit between Zachariah and I in the back seat (and yes, I sat in the back, Lindsey sat in the front and it was a design to keep me sane!). But I had to rethink what knitting I was going to take. My sister had just spun me some wonderful alpaca/silk/wool blend stuff and I took it and A scarf pattern. I brought the buffalo to make Kyle's socks. I have enough to do the feet in the buffalo and do the cuffs in wool, which I also brought, along with a toe-up pattern. And I brought one skein of peaches and creme cotton and a pattern. and a variety of needles etc.
Does anyone see the problem here? One scarf pattern. One sock pattern. One cloth pattern. I have nothing done. Did I bring a scarf pattern that I had done before? No. I brought a new one, which I have decided is rift with errors. I got it from my sister (actually ripped it out of her magazine and will have to wait to see if there are fixes for it in this month's magazine). ALL the way to Florida, I putzed with the stupid pattern. I ripped it out.
Men's socks. Are. So. Boring. Buffalo is nice but not excitingly soft or pretty. I started it with size 7 dpns. Too big. Rip. Size 6 dpns. His feet are big but not THAT big. So, on the way home, I continued knitting on the stupid sock, up to about Akron and then I decided that it was not only boring and blah and big, the sock is too big. Maybe I'll make him a hat out of the buffalo.
So two weeks in Florida and no knitting to show for it.
So about three weeks before we are scheduled to leave for vacation, my husband says that we should have the van checked out and have I run the a/c. So, off to Sears I go. The a/c compressor (?) isn't cycling so they cannot test the a/c and I need to take it back to the dealer. Sears didn't charge me for that wisdom, not even a service charge.
The very first appointment I can get at the dealer is the Monday before we are leaving (we left on a Thursday for Orlando). The dealer calls around 10:00 a.m. First of all, for them to look at it, the cost was $95. They call back and hour or so later. The lines for the a/c need to be replaced and there are a couple of issues with that:
- They won't have the parts probably until Thursday or Friday and maybe not until next week.
- They aren't sure that it will be the final solution but just a starting point.
- The cost for running new lines is $1,245 + tax, but they will apply the $95 service charge to that
- The design of the van (now you have to understand, I was "hot" for this van. It had stow and go, it had auto windows, driver side doors and an auto hatch lift thing (all important considering that I am 5'), it is a Chrysler Town & Country extended whatever and it cost a pretty penny when we bought it new in 2005 . . . it also only has 60,000 miles on it and that is only because we have done things like drive to California and back (9,000 miles), to Florida (2,100 miles) and to upper Canada (1,500 miles). Anyway, back to the van design, the tech said to me (and I quote): "The van wasn't designed to withstand Ohio winters." Excuse me . . . I bought the stupid thing in OHIO. You dolts.
- And, just for the fun of it, the final payment for the van was made in July. Yep, two days before the service call. Go figure.
But, I had to downsize the amount of knitting I was going to take. I have this very nice, boxy zipper bag that fit between Zachariah and I in the back seat (and yes, I sat in the back, Lindsey sat in the front and it was a design to keep me sane!). But I had to rethink what knitting I was going to take. My sister had just spun me some wonderful alpaca/silk/wool blend stuff and I took it and A scarf pattern. I brought the buffalo to make Kyle's socks. I have enough to do the feet in the buffalo and do the cuffs in wool, which I also brought, along with a toe-up pattern. And I brought one skein of peaches and creme cotton and a pattern. and a variety of needles etc.
Does anyone see the problem here? One scarf pattern. One sock pattern. One cloth pattern. I have nothing done. Did I bring a scarf pattern that I had done before? No. I brought a new one, which I have decided is rift with errors. I got it from my sister (actually ripped it out of her magazine and will have to wait to see if there are fixes for it in this month's magazine). ALL the way to Florida, I putzed with the stupid pattern. I ripped it out.
Men's socks. Are. So. Boring. Buffalo is nice but not excitingly soft or pretty. I started it with size 7 dpns. Too big. Rip. Size 6 dpns. His feet are big but not THAT big. So, on the way home, I continued knitting on the stupid sock, up to about Akron and then I decided that it was not only boring and blah and big, the sock is too big. Maybe I'll make him a hat out of the buffalo.
So two weeks in Florida and no knitting to show for it.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
we're back and I have a couple of pics
Vacation was super-fabulous. I was out of the office from Thursday, July 15 through Sunday August 1!! Because of my job, there were times when I had to do some work and log in, but I kept it to a minimum and only if I couldn't do something on my blackberry. The one woman in my office was little peeved about the length of my vacation . . . on the other hand, there is a lot to be said for working at the same place for 38 years.
I haven't downloaded any of my pics from vacation. On the camera I took to work, I do have one picture of Zachariah from vacation. The rest I have put into my laptop and need to move them elsewhere.
Also, I do have a pic of the summer swap package I received from Chris Love. The box arrived yesterday. Great timing and it was chock full of fun stuff from Lake County, California.
There is a beautiful coffee cup, a bag of organic decaf coffee and a soap bottle apron. There are maps and information about the area and the Love Family Farm. There are two glass beads, which didn't show up too well in the photo. There is a book, Chopping Spree, by Diane Mott Davidson, which I have yet to read. And, there was a skein of alpaca yarn (4 oz.) in a beautiful shade of grays and blues (almost into the purple range). Thanks so much Chris! It is a great package.
Also, I do have a pic of the summer swap package I received from Chris Love. The box arrived yesterday. Great timing and it was chock full of fun stuff from Lake County, California.
There is a beautiful coffee cup, a bag of organic decaf coffee and a soap bottle apron. There are maps and information about the area and the Love Family Farm. There are two glass beads, which didn't show up too well in the photo. There is a book, Chopping Spree, by Diane Mott Davidson, which I have yet to read. And, there was a skein of alpaca yarn (4 oz.) in a beautiful shade of grays and blues (almost into the purple range). Thanks so much Chris! It is a great package.
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
We hold these truths to be self-evident
I haven't read the Declaration of Independence through since my high school government class, called, rightfully so, "We the People." We reviewed the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution. As a major project for the class, we re-enacted the Constitutional Congress. I think it was the first and last time that the teacher did it. After much argument from us, we actually did two ways. We had huge arguments about abolishing slavery and women's rights and indentured servants, etc. To pacify everyone, he had us do it first as if we were in 1776, keeping in mind that slavery was alive and well in the colonies, along with the lack of women's rights and the fact that many of the people who lived and worked were indentured servants. And then, he let us have free-reign and do it again.
Keep in mind, this was 1972. We were in 12th grade and, for most of us, we were going to be the first group of 18 year olds allowed to vote. We convinced him to get us a field trip and as a group, we went to our board of elections and signed up to vote. Gosh. No wonder I still always vote.
The only thing I ask that when you are reading this, do keep in mind the time in which is was written. Think of the courage of these leaders. And, if you want to really get involved with this, go here. (and if the link doesn't work, copy and paste this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYyttEu_NLU)
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:
For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.
In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.
Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.
We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.
Keep in mind, this was 1972. We were in 12th grade and, for most of us, we were going to be the first group of 18 year olds allowed to vote. We convinced him to get us a field trip and as a group, we went to our board of elections and signed up to vote. Gosh. No wonder I still always vote.
The only thing I ask that when you are reading this, do keep in mind the time in which is was written. Think of the courage of these leaders. And, if you want to really get involved with this, go here. (and if the link doesn't work, copy and paste this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYyttEu_NLU)
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:
For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.
In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.
Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.
We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Father's Day and a beautiful day
So yesterday was Father's Day. I thought about my Dad a couple of times during the day. He was such a gentle soul, full of patience and kindness. I miss him and while at times I know that it has been such a long time that he has been gone (26 years . . . wow), at other times, it seems like it was just yesterday. I know that he would really enjoy my kids, especially Zachariah. I could see them playing catch or hanging in the pool together. He always had infinite patience with the littlest of the kids. It may be because he was the oldest of five. I don't know.
As usual, Dave played racquetball yesterday morning. Lindsey, Zachariah and I met him and Dean (his raquetball partner) for breakfast. Then Dave took Zachariah out to Camp Christopher to walk around. Next year, Zachariah will be spending a week there. It is an overnight camping experience. Lindsey and I went grocery shopping and got home around the same time Dave and Zachariah did.
Dave, generally, doesn't sit down and do nothing for very long periods of time. He does read the newspaper every day but does it in pieces. Anyway, yesterday, he said he was going to cut the grass and work in the garden and so on and so forth. Instead, I convinced him to sit on the back porch with me. He read the newspaper and read a book and the kids played and swam. We actually were outside doing "nothing" for about three hours. Lindsey at one point said "I thought you were going to cut the grass?" and he looked around and said "eh, maybe tomorrow. Today, I'm going to sit with Mom and enjoy the beautiful day."
I made shish kabobs (with scallops) and grilled tomatoes for dinner. They were delicious.
It was a very nice Father's Day. Very nice indeed.
Dave and Sarah at her wedding reception.
Dave, generally, doesn't sit down and do nothing for very long periods of time. He does read the newspaper every day but does it in pieces. Anyway, yesterday, he said he was going to cut the grass and work in the garden and so on and so forth. Instead, I convinced him to sit on the back porch with me. He read the newspaper and read a book and the kids played and swam. We actually were outside doing "nothing" for about three hours. Lindsey at one point said "I thought you were going to cut the grass?" and he looked around and said "eh, maybe tomorrow. Today, I'm going to sit with Mom and enjoy the beautiful day."
I made shish kabobs (with scallops) and grilled tomatoes for dinner. They were delicious.
It was a very nice Father's Day. Very nice indeed.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
A contest . . . for those who like to make greeting cards
I love making greeting cards. I'm just not terribly creative at it but if someone points me in the right direction, I am off and running.
Anyway, go to favecrafts and enter this contest. You can click here or cut and paste the URL below:
http://www.favecrafts.com/sweeps/Encyclopedia-of-Greeting-Card-Book-Giveaway
I think this looks like a great prize. Even if I don't win it, I may have to make an investment.
Anyway, go to favecrafts and enter this contest. You can click here or cut and paste the URL below:
http://www.favecrafts.com/sweeps/Encyclopedia-of-Greeting-Card-Book-Giveaway
I think this looks like a great prize. Even if I don't win it, I may have to make an investment.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others;
for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness;
and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
~Audrey Hepburn
Isn't this a great quote from a very "together" lady. I think I love every movie she was in from comedy to mystery to drama.
Monday, June 07, 2010
What a racket!
Lindsey went for her senior pics on May 29.
They are lovely.
To get the number of 5x7s that I need to just give my siblings and a couple of other people pics, I would only have to spend $659.95. Oh, and that doesn't include shipping and handling. Or, I could get the 5 x 7 individually for only $69.95 for two (I need 10 . . . but actually could use 12). Plus pay $94.95 for 96 wallets, oh yeah, according to Lindsey, we need almost 150 wallets, so that gets us to $634.60 . . . plus shipping and handling.
When somone at church looked at Lindsey and said "when Jacob saw how much the pictures were, he said 'forget about it . . . that is just way too much, Mom' " and Lindsey looked at her and said "well, that's just how guys are." I've got news for my darling daughter, that's just how this Mom is too!
The worst thing is that the studio takes all the schools photos for most of the high schools around here. They also take all the pics at dances (Lindsey's school has three major dances every year (Fall, Winter Formal and Prom). It is such a ripoff. The students have to go there for their pics to be included in the yearbook.
Sigh. Again. I am going to be the evil mother.
p.s. If you want to check out the photos . . . and for the most part they are really good, except for the ones where she looks like she is selling her violin . . . go to:
Liveyouryear.com
Click on: Senior Stuff
Click on: Your Senior Session Images
Account number is: 286935
Password: 22q3b6
They are lovely.
To get the number of 5x7s that I need to just give my siblings and a couple of other people pics, I would only have to spend $659.95. Oh, and that doesn't include shipping and handling. Or, I could get the 5 x 7 individually for only $69.95 for two (I need 10 . . . but actually could use 12). Plus pay $94.95 for 96 wallets, oh yeah, according to Lindsey, we need almost 150 wallets, so that gets us to $634.60 . . . plus shipping and handling.
When somone at church looked at Lindsey and said "when Jacob saw how much the pictures were, he said 'forget about it . . . that is just way too much, Mom' " and Lindsey looked at her and said "well, that's just how guys are." I've got news for my darling daughter, that's just how this Mom is too!
The worst thing is that the studio takes all the schools photos for most of the high schools around here. They also take all the pics at dances (Lindsey's school has three major dances every year (Fall, Winter Formal and Prom). It is such a ripoff. The students have to go there for their pics to be included in the yearbook.
Sigh. Again. I am going to be the evil mother.
p.s. If you want to check out the photos . . . and for the most part they are really good, except for the ones where she looks like she is selling her violin . . . go to:
Liveyouryear.com
Click on: Senior Stuff
Click on: Your Senior Session Images
Account number is: 286935
Password: 22q3b6
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
This past weekend - belated Memorial Day
Don't go through life,
grow through life!
~ Eric Butterworth
Friday evening, we went to Sarah and Kyle's so that they could open wedding presents. They received some beautiful things. I drove home. Dave's instructions were that if there is a deer in the middle of the road, don't swerve to miss it. Just for the record, there wasn't any deer. And I didn't hit anything.
On Saturday, Lindsey had her senior pictures taken. They are beautiful. Well, they are beautiful on the computer. We go this Saturday to preview them. The local photographer that does all the schools charges an arm and a leg.
I went to the Great Lakes Fiber Fest this weekend (on Sunday). It was hot and hot and hot.
Even though I brought a huge tote bag, I controlled myself and only bought four skeins of yarn, including four ounces of buffalo. I told my new son-in-law that I would make him a pair of socks. He hunts and is always cold. I should have looked at the size of his feet first. He wears a size 12.
My sister bought a spinning wheel and she said that if I bought some fiber, she would spin it for me, so I bought 4 ozs of something else (I don't remember what).
After I got home Sunday, we worked in the yard getting ready to do the planting on Monday. Our rototiller broke. I did get all the flower baskets planted. Dave is horribly allergic so we don't have very many flowers around and he tolerates my love for flowers. We put hanging baskets (with New Guinia (sp?) Impatiens) on the porch posts and I have three large jars with geraniums. I put petunias in the long planters which go in front.
On Monday, when it was very hot, we planted the vegetable garden. We planted 64 (yes, 64) tomato plants and 64 green peppers. We also planted 16 Hungarian yellow peppers. The peas are coming in nicely. We also planted green beans and he wants to plant green bush beans.
Lindsey cut the back third of the acre. I cut the front and the other rest of yard (thank God for the pool). Dave weed-wacked the entire fence, around all the beds, sheds and play-yard!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
We will dance and give thanks
Life may not be the party we hoped for,
but while we are here, we should dance!
~author unknown
Dave and I celebrated our 30th anniversary on April 18.
Sarah celebrated her 24th birthday on May 11.
On Saturday, May 22, Sarah will marry Kyle. He is a wonderful man and his family is generous and kind. We are incredibly happy for her and him.
And, I have to think of the special gift that Sarah is. She was born on May 11, 24 years ago, to a single young woman, who was in a semi-serious relationship with a young man. They weren't terribly young (she was 23 and he 27). Together they decided that they were not ready to be together much less to raise a child. In that decision, they gave us the gift of Sarah. She joined us on July 17, 1986.
This Saturday, we send her off to a new junction in her life. To the parents who let her go 24 years ago, thank you.
We will dance at her wedding and during the ceremony offer up a prayer thanking you for the gift.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Family and relationships
There is no more lovely, friendly
or charming a relationship,
communion or company
than a good marriage.
~Martin Luther
And ain't this the truth.
The beads are all done on the front of Sarah's dress. I am now adding blue beads to the beads that are on the buttons up the back of her dress. There are 75 buttons that run from the bottom of the train to the top of the back of the dress. I have to say that while the dress was very pretty before, adding a variety of blue and bluish beads have really made this dress pop!
We are in countdown mode.
Lindsey is getting inducted into her schools National Honor Society on Wednesday (VERY COOL). Sarah is working on Wednesday but she will be coming to our house when she gets off and we are taking her and the dress to Victoria's Secret to get the "right" bra. She also wants to go to Things Remembered to get engraved gifts for the groomsmen, Kyle, Dave and Terry.
But May is always hectic. It might have been better to schedule the wedding for later but what the heck, it is only a weekend and their lifetime . . . but we have been just so busy . . . and it isn't getting any easier.
Dave's school is having their concert tonight. My niece is in the play "Into the Woods" at one of our local community colleges. Zachariah and I went on Sunday. Lindsey wants to go on Thursday. Friday is my EGD. Early Saturday morning, Zachariah has an orthodontist appointment (at 7:15). Also on Saturday, we go to Kentucky for another niece's first communion, returning on Sunday. I have a doctor's appointment on Monday morning. Tuesday is primary election day (with many school levies in many of the local districts). And Dave wants to know when we can get together with Kyle's parents to make sure that everything is copacetic (sp?).
I have been knitting cloths. Lots of cloths. Mindless cloths. I have actually knit four this month and a back scrub thing (which, I love . . . my skin is very dry and my itchy backs makes me crazy . . . this thing really works). I will post pictures. Frankly, I like making cloths, especially if they have an interesting pattern. I can knit them on the bus on my way to/from work. Although, yesterday morning, my DPN went flying and I had to wait until the bus got off the freeway to fetch it.
I have been knitting cloths. Lots of cloths. Mindless cloths. I have actually knit four this month and a back scrub thing (which, I love . . . my skin is very dry and my itchy backs makes me crazy . . . this thing really works). I will post pictures. Frankly, I like making cloths, especially if they have an interesting pattern. I can knit them on the bus on my way to/from work. Although, yesterday morning, my DPN went flying and I had to wait until the bus got off the freeway to fetch it.
So bottomline, when we get back to the quote at the top, it is a lucky thing that we love each other. We do have a wonderful marriage, just celebrated 30 years on April 18th. I can only wish for my daughter and her soon-to-be husband that they enjoy each other and their time together as much as Dave and I enjoy our time.
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