Sunday, July 10, 2011

Day 10

Childhood Memory
These are all things I have that were my Grandmother's or remind me of her.
Let me share....There are two jars of buttons. Many of them where Grandma's, many of them where my Nana's ( Grandma's mother). As a little girl I would go through them over and over again. 
They where not kept in jars when I was little, but in the woven sewing box here. It was Nana's. I know Grandma cherished it. I have always cherished it also.
 One of the canning jars holds three dried dates. My grandparents had date palms in their back yard. And Grandma would dry them. She had a very large jar (the size of the one I keep my cookie cutter collection in) where she stored the dates. I dont remember anyone other than me ever eating them. But I loved them. They are like candy. These are the last three. I am sure they are petrified by now, but I will keep them forever. 
There are a collection of Grandma's hankies. I remember playing with them as a little girl. One has art work from DeGrazia on it. I think Ted DeGrazia was her favorite artist. I was never into the SouthWest art, but I guess for the Italian American girl from PA it was the thing!! 
The cookie jar of Aunt Jammima was a gift from my children. Grandma had one, very similar to it. It lived on her fridge. I loved that cookie jar! Funny, I never have cookies in it! 
There in the back is a paperback cookbook. It was Grandma's first cookbook. She had a wonderful collection of cookbooks, this is the one I wanted when she passed away. It was the oldest, and for me meant the most. 
The music box in the front, the girl at the piano! This is one of my very favorite things! Grandma had one just like it. I loved it. Grandma's was broken and repaired, rumor is I was the cause of the mishap. I do not recall!  When I was a very young mother I saw one that matched this in a very expensive store. I could not afford it at the time. I spent the last twenty some years looking for another. This February my dearest sister-cousin and I were spending the day antiquing. And there this was. Again, at the time I did not have the money. But the Tax Return Fairy was due to arrive, so I put it on hold. Bringing this home, sharing it with my children, listening to the song that has hung in my memory all my life, was like finding a long lost puzzle piece to my life. I love this piece! 
These are some of my wonderful childhood memories. 

Two Funny Kids!

Cole and Jessette came over tonight. I Love Them! Both individually and together. The bring out the best in each other. They each make me laugh. I adore my daughter, she is so ......so....GRRRR ! And Cole is so funny... All the time. They make my heart happy!
They had a art war on my white board in the kitchen. The Art Major failed. The Chef won! He is bigger and he over powered her! Although she got her revenge when the tickling started! So much fun to watch!
Here is the art, that survived. He is a wonderful cook, even if his art leaves a bit to be desired!!!

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Friday, July 8, 2011

ALTER EGO






This is it......

THIS IS IT.......I want to go HERE! 
Note please.....the GREEN!!!!! 
The cool water, the breeze in the trees!
Anyone want to join me? Or at least give me directions?! 
Have a charming yet rustic cabin in the area 
(with all the modern plumbing required)?

Day 8




I have a BAD HABIT
of leaving my shoes every where!
What can I say I like
being shoe-less!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

......Her Little Girl Self

My Cookie did something this week that I knew would come, but I didn't ever want to think about.
It came from out of the blue, I was blind sided. I could not cope, and I didn't deal well at all.
Lucky for Cookie and me, Jessette came to visit for the afternoon.( She played the part of the buffer.
She did, and said, and helped, in the ways I would have had I been able to be rational. Jessette gave
Cookie the support and experienced help required to make her move, and do it with confidence. She gave me the opportunity to breath, step away from the issue and let it happen in my babies time.)

Cookie packed up all her Barbies, even the collectible ones. She packed up the furniture, the clothes, the stuff, the cars. I was beside myself. She played with them far longer than my other girls did. I guess I just though it would go on forever. I had hoped anyway. I helped her move the boxes and the Barbie house to the garage. I didn't cry.
But she didn't stop there. She took down the rose garlands that where around her room. (I bought all those before she was born). She removed the framed "Bearly Dancers" picture from her wall. It was in her sisters room for years and I had had it in my room as a girl. (I think is will go in the girl bathroom now, I just cant part with it.)

We put the posters she had been collecting on the walls. And I am sure there are more changes to come. I dont think she knows just what she wants her bedroom to state yet, but she will figure it out. She made room for lots of  TEEN to explode all over it.

She is a wonderful young lady! I adore her. And I think when she is away for the weekend I will have a good long cry. Because this week I watched my baby pack away her little girl self.

Day 7

Summer Fruit!

Day 6

Miss Cheree

Day 5

Atrium, viewed from 3rd floor!

Day 4

Green Grass In My Back Yard....Big Accomplishment!

Day 3

Monsoon Storm Clouds Rolling In

Day 2

Great colors for the Holiday week end!

Day 1

I am a late starter...I will catch up!

July 30 Day Photography Challenge


Hmmmmm!

Happiness is a process, not a goal.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

July 6

Today is my second grandsons half birthday! I have a photo of the day he was born! It was sent to me in a text. He was darling! (I am so proud of my oldest and her great guy, they have built their family by excluding and judging others! A great foundation to build on.)
My disappointment is overwhelming. What more can I say?

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Monsoons are Coming!


I love Monsoon weather.
Its like Beautiful Violent Magic

Monday, July 4, 2011

Me

Friendship

Eight types of friendship

In their book on friendship, Liz Spencer and Ray Pahl identified 8 different types (based on their research).

Associates were people who only shared a common activity, like a hobby or a sport.
Useful contacts were people who shared information and advice, typically related to work or advancing ones career.
Favor friends were people who helped each other out in a functional manner, but not in an emotional manner.
Fun friends were people who socialized together, but only for fun. They didn’t provide each other with a deep level of emotional support.
Helpmates were a combination of favor friends and fun friends. They socialized together and helped each other out in a functional manner.
Comforters were like helpmates, but they also provided emotional support.
Confidants disclosed personal information to each other, enjoyed each other’s company, but weren’t always in a position to offer practical help, for example if they lived far away.
Soulmates displayed all of the elements.
Which types of friendships are you targeting?

http://www.thinkoutsidein.com/

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Go, take that First Step!

I know that life changes. That things dont end up as we planned when we are young. Yet life goes on.
And we make choices that change our future, change everything in our lives. I have lost much, some of which I dont know that I will ever get back. But, I can say that change is not a bad thing.No matter how hard the first step, or the road ahead. I know that change is good, it gives us the opportunity to grow, to live, to learn to like, even love ourselves.
We can choose to stand still, or we can take the steps to have joy. I for one, will never look at change as a scary thing again. I have come too far, learned too much, felt new joy. I can not say that new choices, new paths, rocky roads ahead are not worth taking. I know they are. All great people took chances, took that unsure first step. They changed their lives, giving up some parts, to allow new things, to have a chance at something better.
To everyone who feels stuck, longing for more, I say "Take that first step. It is the hardest, but it will give you the strength to do great things!"

My Three Sons

This is the son I gave birth to.
He is my Pride and Joy.
I believe you give birth to some of your best friends.
His humor is amazing, his compassion is immense.
He is a giver, he takes care of everyone. He is
talented and fun to be around.
He is the perfect son. He has my heart!

This is the son I was given on good faith. 
He is a good man, with qualities every grandmother
would want for the father of her grandsons.
He makes my oldest happy.
I adore him for these things.


This is my son by choice. 
My daughter said she was okay with an arranged marriage.
When I met this young man many years ago, I knew he was it.
His humor  is brilliant, and his heart is bigger that his
love of  food. He fits into our family wonderfully, he is the perfect big brother for my younger kids, and he makes my
daughter so happy! I love this son!
These are my Three Sons. I look forward to adding another one day. I look at the boys that have been in my home; the kids friends, the young men my girls dated, and I love them all. But the ones I get to keep are so very special to me. I love them unconditionally. I respect them with out question. I applaud and celebrate their every achievement, big and small.  And no matter where life takes us, I hope they all know that they will always be my boys and I love them. These are my Three Sons.

Just like NetFlix

I know it's childish, but I bet you agree, that it
would be wonderful to pre set our dreams,
just like we do with movies through Netflix!
I for one would already have my playlist filled!
Just saying!!!

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Friday Night Date on Mill Ave

Now I can check that off my Bucket List! BUT... I think I will add it to the Repeat List!! Spontaneous and Fun! I had a Really Good Time!

The man playing the electric guitar. His dreadlocks
were some of the nastiest I have ever seen.
One was about two inches in diameter and 
 reached his shoes. 
 Interesting! But he played like Hendricks.

This guy with the drum was great,
you could hear him playing up and down the street.
There are so many musicians  along Mill.
I tipped the kid playing guitar, his Latin American
style was romantic and spicy!
The Grain Silos are all that is left of the mill.
Thus the name sake for Mill Ave

The Mill Ave Bridge
This is the old bridge, you can see the new one beyond.
A lovely piece of AZs architectural history.
A personal favorite of mine!
I remember as a kid, before they put in the
Tempe Town Lake,
driving over the 100 year floods that would rage there
in the Salt River bed, was supper scary to me.
Now its just lovely!


This shop is named "Happy  Healthy High Horny"
Need I add any other comment?

Loved this spot!
I would love to do my cute "Cookiez" room to match this cute sign!
How yummy is that!


There is a section on Mill that looks like an ally way.
But it is full of little shops stacked haphazardly on top of each other.
There are fountains and a small waterfall.

There is a one chair barber shop, it has a window front.
And its no bigger than my walk in closet!
Its delightful.

When I was a teenager, there was a
second hand book store up on the top level.
You had to climb steep stairs to get to it.
It's no longer there. I think the stairs
may have been against the fire code!
I remember it being enchanting!



Time to head home!
I had been up since 3am so by 10 pm I was
ready to start wrapping up our date.

The weather was great for  July 1st,
the company was impeccable!

Dinner was fun, but way messy.
(hope that spot comes out of my new top)

And who knew Rolo's and Oreo's are so
so so yummy in frozen yogurt!!!

I had a great time!
Thanks PJJ

Friday, July 1, 2011

Great Flick....and then some!!!

"Eagle Eye" with Shia LaBeouf, is a great show.
 Action, suspense, drama.... explosions and a kiss! Something for every one!

It is rated PG-13, but I thought is was just fine for my 11 year old.
Although half way though it Cookie did ask her brother why we hadn't seen
the twin in the first two shows. Confused, he asked her, "What first two shows?"
She said "This is Transformers III right ?"
He laughed and said "NO".... "She said, "No wonder I haven't seen any robots!"

You just have to laugh....all the time!!!
It was a great show, check it out!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

me

i have nothing to hide. i am an open book. there is nothing i wont share. there is no one i wont care for. my life is a learning experience. i have asked for very little. i want to be happily loved. i want to see everything. i want to try everything. i want to feel what green feels like. i want to be adored. i want to share your passions. i want...to dance in the kitchen.

Today in history

1953- The first Chevrolet Corvette rolled off the assembly line
1972- The first Leap second is added to the UTC time system economies
1990- East and West Germany merge their
1997-The United Kingdom transfers sovereignty Hong Kong to the peoples Republic of China

TRIVIA !

A man of worth...

I have the sweetest friend. He reads my emotions without me having to say a word. He reads my heart and never judges me. 
He is an exceptional friend and a wonderful man. 

He makes me lunch, he knows just when I need that huge hug or just a gentle hand. He is all about his family; plans and attends amazing activities. 
He shares his life with all his friends, we know all his dirt!

He is the perfect man! I adore him! His one and only flaw..... 
He is only 26! The women his age may be too immature to appreciate his value. But he is, truly a man of worth. I am grateful to know there are truly such men in the world. 

What the ****!

Girls fall in love with what they hear. Boys fall in love with what they see. That's why girls wear makeup; and boys lie.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Relinquishing Control

Each one of us wants control over our lives. To make the choices, to choose the things that make us...us. But we all give that control away, in verrying degrees, to others.
We let them dictate how we feel, what we do, how we live our lives. We give them the ability, even the right to manipulate our actions, thoughts, happiness ... our way of life.
I have asked each of my children if they will smoke cigarettes. The have each said no. I asked them how they know they won't. They each have told me, they already made that choice.
So is that the key in setting your boundries? Setting our choice,our own personal controle, on any area? To set those personal controls prior to the area becoming an issue. Will we stick by our oun desire? Not to be persuaded by someone elses influence over us.
Would that give us the power to not be affected by others actions? The power to not feel the emotions of someone elses carelessness or thoughtlessness or hurtfulness? Would this give us the power to make and follow through with our goals in life; our personal happiness?
Would taking on this personal control give us the power to be who we want to be?
Just in one day, I saw those around me being totally affected by others in their lives. Choices that others were carelessly making, that cause pain, greef, low self esteem, powerlessness, sadness and self doubt. Why?
Perhaps we each need to take back personal control. Take back the power to be who we are. Stop letting others dictate our lives. We each need to make the choices for our selves, prior to facing the issue. So when that stumbling block is imposed in our life path, right infront of us, we will be able to step over it. Not letting others to disrupt who we are or how we feel about ourselves.
No one else has the right to cause pain, hurt, insecurity or lack of self in us. Let's take back that personal control, our personal power. Our right to be ourselves.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Words of a Wise Woman

Sometimes your knight in shinning armor is just a retard in tin foil.

Summer Solstice

Tuesday June 21st 2011
Twi: 4:50am
Sunrise: 5:19am
Sunset: 7:41pm
Twi: 8:10pm
Moonrise: 11:34pm
Moonset: 11:04am
Day length: 14h 22
Sunny     
High: 108° F 
Low: 79° F 
Precip: 0% 

Sol + stice derives from a combination of Latin words meaning "sun" + "to stand still." As the days lengthen, the sun rises higher and higher until it seems to stand still in the sky.

As a major celestial event, the Summer Solstice results in the longest day and the shortest night of the year.

I don't know much about it, but with Goddesses and fairies, ancient folklore, mystery and romance, what's not to love? 
I believe if we added more of the charm and romantic notions back into our everyday culture that modernization has lost, we would have less stress, more interaction, more happiness and just plain "More" to our lives. 

I have the day off, so I plan on making the most of the longest day of the year. After all there are never enough reasons to celebrate!

Saturday, June 18, 2011

The best parts of today!

Watching the sun rise as I drove to work. Having lunch with a friend. Finding the only other person on earth that dislikes Panda Express the way I do. Having friends text me all day. My kids being loud and fun, because they are kids. Celtic Radio on Pandora. Being reminded of "A magnificent compliment" that was once given. And a new one received today. Strawberries. My daughter enjoying new hair fashion and make up!!! Clean bedding, smooth legs and the hopes of a sleeping pill!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Lunar Views

I have a new app for my iPhone. That gives me lots of information about the moon. I rather like it!
And Google did a great article on the blood red Lunar Eclipse

But even with all the great technology that I have at my finger tips. The view of the Moon tonight was the very best from the hammock in my back yard!
Just Saying!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The things that matter

Sometimes I wish that I could cut through all the unimportant things in life. And just give my attention and attendance to the truly important things.
What would life be like if the petty could be done away with, and the things that really matter were what we focused on.
Service, kindness, generosity, love. Wouldn't those give way to endless amounts of joy, a constant state of bliss? I want to live there! Yes, I want that, plain and simple!


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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

A reason to keep my cloths on.

I never have a problem falling to sleep, all I have to do is sit still and I am gone. But I can never stay asleep. I am very lucky to ever get more than four hours of sleep a night.
Last night, I fell asleep around 8, and woke up nearly eight hours later!!! Maybe the missing ingredient is that I was still dressed. If I had known I could sleep so well, I would go to bed fully dressed every night!!! Who knew?!


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Sunday, June 12, 2011

When You Make Average Great, Your Dreams Become A Reality!



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There are things I want to do in my lifetime. Things that I have not taken the opportunity to do up to this point. Some things are big and some are little. Some I want to do alone and some with others. I think that knowing what I want to do, expereance, enjoy, helps guide my path. Seeing the list, and it grows far faster than it depletes, helps me set my goals, choose the direction I take my attitude.
I chose to be happy. I chose to do the things that bring others and myself joy. I chose to feel liked, to be loved, to be happy every day.
I have chosen to surround myself with those who bring out the best in me. I will strive to serve, care for, love and delight those who are around me. I will make each day a good day. I will set goals and strive to be the best I can be each day. This is my life, I want to be happy, to enjoy, to be loved and give love. Simple!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

More than what we know...

One of my dearest friends lost her dad on June 1st. She was devastated, and our hearts ache for her.
But with in that week, she also lost an uncle and a cousin. Three good men within days, moved on to do other things.
Last night my son and I talked about "Bigger Things". The "what we believe and I don't know what I believe" conversation. It always makes me long to know more. A few weeks ago Keith and I talked about God, and our perspective on the Bigger Picture. He is Baptist, I am Mormon, our views are different. But if you take what we each believe and boil it all down to the basics, I think we all believe the same elements are true.
So as my heart hurts for Christy and her sweet families losses, I do believe that there is so much more than we know. That the big picture is that beautiful mosaic, made up of little and big life events. And that the journey started long before we arrived here, and lasts long after we depart.....
I think there will be far more than what we know!
(I think that the three great men in Christy's family were needed else where. All at the same time. A new task needed to be started, and the welcome home party couldn't start until they were there together. It makes me want to see pictures of the family reunion on the other side!!)

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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A Thing of Beauty

A clean and organized garage is a thing of beauty! Not only is there a place for everything, but there is room to set up the Muscle Monolith and plenty of space for Frvesnt!
Life is Good!


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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Van Issues

As a single woman, there are some things that scare me.
Car trouble is the top on my list. And as always, what you fear bites you in the butt.
Last week as I was leaving my daughters place she said "Mom your van is leaking". I told her it would be fine it was just the power steering leak I have been dealing with forever. But half way
home I realized the temperature gauge was on HOT. So I took the next exit. I parked in a well lit, busy, visible spot. I popped the hood and took a look. I filled the overflow with water and feeling like I had everything under control, I called Steve. He always comes to save me. He and Debby came, he tinkered and looked, did some auto wonder guy stuff, said some crazy stuff about raw eggs in the radiator, then lead the way to the boy store.(I always wonder if the men who work and shop at the auto parts store are the last of a lost breed of stud muffins....sigh) We bought this magic powder in a little cylinder. He dumped it in and added h2o I made it home and then to work ... Almost. The temp was up, bur the water was still in there. By the time I entered the gates at work, my van died. Started back up, but it was not good, not good at all!
I gave in and called Bobby's husband Joe. He told me things to check. Steve texted, said he thought it was the water pump, my heart sank. After work I headed to Joe's garage. He took a look. Lifted it and took a healthy look from all angles.
He said it could be the water pump, but kept looking. He said I was the luckiest woman on earth, the went about removing two hoses. I spent time with Bobbie and Joe removed the worn and cracked hoses. When all was said and done, I spent under $100.00, Joe fixed my van and the martinez family sent me home with dinner too!! I can not tell you how delighted, and how in deep my gratitude is. My van is running just fine now. And I am touched by all the help!

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Location:Van hero?'

Sunday, June 5, 2011

No Bake Cookies


No-Bake Chocolate, Peanut Butter & Oatmeal Cookies
Yield: 2 to 3 dozen cookies
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cooling Time: 30 minutes
½ cup (1 stick) butter
2 cups granulated sugar
½ cup milk
4 tablespoons cocoa powder
½ cup peanut butter
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
3 cups quick-cooking oats

1. Add the first four ingredients (through the cocoa powder) to a 4-quart saucepan.
2. Bring to a rolling boil and let boil for 1 minute.
3. Remove from heat.
4. Stir in the peanut butter and vanilla until smooth, then stir in the oats.
5. Drop by heaping tablespoons onto wax paper-lined baking sheets.
6. Let cool until set.

Some Of My Favorite Things

The wind in the trees     Sunsets    The desert in the rain     Children laughing     Cookies    Traveling     Shoes
Sugar scrub massages      800 thread count sheets     Lemon pasta     Jessette's art     Mark's music    
Meg's stories     Emmaly's Babies     Cole's instaboil water     Trent's love of the game     Xavier     Brighton     KY Barns     Architecture    Fresh baked bread     Live music     Real Estate     Family Dinners  
Holidays with friends     Ball Games     Camping    Drives    Mr. Sneazerbowser     Fresh cut grass     lap top    Oak Creek     Clean Laundry    Lemon aid    Coco Moo     Entertaining     Sewing     Hammock Time     Water     Spring Flowers     Fall leaves     Singing with kids     Dah's food song     iPhone  
 Long Distance Calls    IM Family   Getting cards in the mail     Saving money     Southern Twang     Friends     Chocolate     Email     Monsoon storms     Cousins     Victoria Secrets     Hiking     Something New  
Play lists      Blogging     Face book      Grandbabies    Chick flicks     Online shopping     Sun rises     Pillows     Martinis     Crunchy     Old Trucks     Car shows     Picnics     Slow Dancing     Drag racing     Projects     History    Reading     Cooking     Burgundy    Lists     Coffee Cabin     Serendipity     Frvesnt  
Girls Night Out    Green fields      Family Snuggle Time     Forests     Tractors     Peg board     Love notes     Giggling     Secrets     Holding hands     Neighbors     Beaches     Sisters     Making out     Birthdays     Playing in the sprinklers    Parties  Indoor s'mores    Kisses and Hugs     Smiling     Being Loved  
Stories Retold

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Boston .... A Wild Ride



        I love Boston, and I know that you love me!

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Muscle Monolith




Big blessings sometimes come from out of nowhere!
This week a truly beloved coworker offered me a Home Gym. It belonged to her son. He was moving and needed to let it go. She put the offer out there and I took it. Not having seen it, I knew my boy would be in heaven. We had a very narrow window of time to get it moved. But I didn't worry. I knew my boy could just through it in the back of the van and then set it up.
Yesterday was our day to bring it on home!
OH MY STINKING HECK!!!!
I had NO IDEA it was like the Hugest                                             Wonder Workout Machine....EVER!
It took nearly 3 hours for my Boy, his Band Bud, and my dear friends Honey to disassemble the "Muscle Monolith", and two trips to get it all home! Where it is now all in pieces in my garage! Waiting to be reassembled and used to build Big Buff Boy Bodies!!!

Girl's Camp Home Coming



Cookie came home from Girls Camp on Wednesday! It was her first year at camp. I was delighted that not
only had she enjoyed it completely but just by looking at her you could see that it had been so good for her.


Mom's request: Leave everything in the garage to be washed.
Cookies Request: S'mores and Blue Box Mac n Cheese!

So as we sat at the kitchen counter listening to stories of Girls Camp 2011. We roasted marshmallows over votive candles. Created perfect fireside treats. 
Remembering that Dessert comes first sometimes!

Then we finished dinner off with a staple from everyones pantry but mine, Kraft Mac and Cheese.

My Cookie was happy! But I am sure I was more happy! 
She got just what she wanted for her homecoming dinner. 
I got to watch my baby delight in the wonder of Girls Camp just like I did so many years ago!









Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Road Signs

 Some times don't you feel like the path you trod is the same one you have been on for quite some time, and that its getting boring? Then there are the times when you feel like this is a brand new road and you cant wait to go on the test drive. Other times the avenue we travel down is unsure or even scary. Maybe we need to just   read the signs and push forward! Then again, maybe just tossing caution to the wind and running a muck every once in a while is the best plan. After all just who did put these road signs out? And can we trust them?

Celebrate Success



My son wants his license. He has been driving for over a year, on a learner's permit. He is a very good driver.
My rule has always been that if you are going to be a responsible licensed driver, you pay for your own insurance.
So for Mark, his grades had to be brought up, so he could get a job, so he could pay for his insurance, so he could get his license. Well, as all young people, when there is a will there is a way. His grades improved, he got a job and he went to take the driving test. Due to a wicked instructor and a three point turn, Mark failed the test.
My son has cause to need his license next week. So today we went to practice that three pointer. At the MVD, there was another youth practicing the same three point trick. As the girl repeatedly tried the move and came up short, Mark watched and analyzed. As the girl succeeded, Mark said, "I want to cheer for her!"
I wonder, what the world would be like if we cheered for each others successes, both large and small.
My son practiced the turn over and over. He got it down! There in the empty parking lot, next to the Sheriffs department, I cheered! I did the happy mom dance. I celebrated his success.
We will go back in a day or so to let him redo the driving test.
(I tried that wicked three point turn, there in the parking lot, with the black cones marking my goal. And you know what.... Gosh darn... It's a good thing I already have my license, because I sure couldn't make it between those stupid cones.)

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Monday, May 23, 2011

The love of my children

My Cookie 
left me this love note 
when she went 
away to girls camp.
She is so delightful! 

Enjoy the Moments

I came home from my weekend in Utah, thinking I had my world figured out.
 I thought I had every needed element. Silly me! 
When all is right in my world, thats when it starts to unravel. 
Everything is good, everything is fine. 
I just need to realize that I am not in charge of the big picture. 
and I need to be happy with the now, because we never know
what will come. I though some things in life where a given.
But I have learned that that is never the case. 
So I will take the moments and find joy. 
Knowing that what I want in life,  may never be. 

Some of the things I LOVED about the weekend!

  1. Having my Son drive me to the air port.
  2. Watching the sun rise over the mountains from the terminal.
  3. Having 46 rows of seats on the plane and only 30 passengers, no problem finding a window seat.
  4. The feeling of the air plane lifting off the ground.
  5. Renting an economy car for $42.00 for three days!
  6. Getting upgraded to a Grand Marque for $42.00 for three days!!
  7. GPS on my iPhone.
  8. Seeing a dear friend for the first time in 5 years and it feeling like we hadn't missed a day.
  9. Everything is green. Even the medians on the freeway.
  10. Perfect weather.
  11. Snow on the mountains, even though back at home its in the 90s.
  12. Homemade Peanut butter Chocolate bars.
  13. Old schools that have Wonderful Charm.
  14. Viewing old houses and wonderful architecture.
  15. Having kids at home taking care of each other.
  16. The view from the Bountiful temple. 
  17. Having the time to think and ponder.
  18. Having a friend call you, at just the right time, to help you digest what you are pondering.
  19. Hugs from boys that I love, who went and got big, but are still my boys.
  20. Feeling at home.
  21. Knowing my son will  have a party in my house while I am away, and not having to worry.
  22. My babies first trip to Girls Camp, with out me there. But knowing she is in wonderful hands.
  23. Breakfast with the Bride.
  24. Embarrassing the Bride to be with fun honeymoon treasures!
  25. Helping the Bride get ready for her big day.
  26. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.
  27. Watching the new family interact.
  28. Seeing Emma sharing boy info with her new mom to be.
  29. Seeing the groom pace, although he would tell you he was just staying busy.
  30. Watching how the step kids all interact so well.
  31. Seeing a family pull a wedding together so beautifully.
  32. Getting to deliver the wedding cake.
  33. How Grandpas back yard was the perfect place for the wedding.
  34. Little boys playing in the dirt, and finding fun bugs.
  35. Little girls practicing holding the train. 
  36. Two young men walking their mom down the isle.
  37. The groom kept touching the brides elbow as the Bishop spoke.
  38. How happy all the young people in the wedding party were. 
  39. How happy the Bride looked. It was delightful!
  40. First kisses as Husband and Wife!
  41. Happy family pictures.
  42. Cutting of the cake.
  43. How proud Grandpa was so proud of each of his grand children and great grandchildren.
  44. Strawberry and lime slushy!
  45. Clean up was done by 6pm.
  46. My son posted a video note to me on FB, just to keep tabs.
  47. My new granddog, Harley Quinne!
  48. Trees everywhere.
  49. Having a place to stay, where I felt at home.
  50. Early morning tourist trip.
  51. No freeway traffic on Sunday morning!
  52. Walking through gardens.
  53. Time for Pondering.
  54. Feeling at peace on my chosen path.
  55. Blogging from my phone.
  56. Purple Irises.
  57. Wonderful Victorian houses.
  58. Winding roads.
  59. Views from the mountains.
  60. Rainy travel.
  61. Early morning shopping.
  62. Car chargers.
  63. Parks everywhere.
  64. Berries for breakfast.
  65. Slate roofs. 
  66. Chatting with friends no matter where you are in the world.
  67. Wonderful Architecture ( I know, but I can say that twice, I love it!!!)
  68. A penpal that knows he can say it like it is, and I will still listen. Even when I want to hate him.
  69. Seeing a glimpse of what you are searching for, when you know you have no clue yet
  70. Pedicure...even though no one saw my feet.
  71. Potholes in the street, so I can appreciate the roads at home.
  72. Fast security at the airport, when you are racing the clock. 
  73. The extra security measures that pull me to the side to swipe my hands for mystery chemicals.
  74. For the SLC air port not being any bigger, since my plane was at the very end!
  75. The nice guy who gave me his widow seat.
  76. "Rolling in the Deep" by Adele, on my iPhone the entire trip home.
  77. The ability to take all my stuff as carry on.
  78. Being able to see my neighborhood from the air.
  79. Having a van full of kids pick me up from the air port.
  80. Jessette for being the very best big sister. 
  81. Having my house clean and tidy, even though I know it was full of kids while I was away.
  82. For a dear friend, that messaged me from girls camp to let me know my Cookie is doing well.
  83. Sleeping pills.
  84. Midnight texts to make sure I made it home. 
  85. Taking the day after the trip off so I can lay in bed in my nightgown, blogging! 

Purple Irises

I love Purple Irises.
When I went to Temple Square I was sure I would see them every where, as I have each time I have gone in the spring. But I was very surprised to find none in the gardens or in the square.
Do you ever think, and I may be odd here, but that God leaves little things here and their to let you
know you are on his mind, that He is thinking of you, that he loves you?!
Well I was sure there would be purple irises, for me there at the gardens. As I walked Sunday morning, every thing was beautiful, as always. Even the upturned flower beds looked lovely.
There were no irises. I looked everywhere. Not obsessively, just as I pondered.
I did alot of thinking there in the quiet calm. 
Those lessons I was taught and stored away until I are ready to comprehend them,
where put into place. I was where I needed to be that morning.
The weather was beautiful. When I was just about finished digesting my lesson from long ago, 
and blogging it, the weather started to change. It was getting cloudy and cold. And the breeze was 
picking up. Almost like I was being thanked for coming, but gently sent on my way.
As I walked back through the gardens, I tried to notice the little things, the architectural elements that may be missed, or the even cobble stones. 
The last few steps at the east end of the gardens are next to a water fall. I was thinking how it almost didn't fit, its too contemporary. But then again, it is lovely, and everyone likes different things. 
Something for everyone, right! I hurried up the steps, and as I did....
There in the corner of the waterfall flowerbed, was one Iris plant. It was purple. 
I had looked at each bed, all along my walk. And found none. But here at the very end,
was my gift, to let me know I was thought of. I was remembered. 


Sunday, May 22, 2011

Tavel Food

Whenever I travel I like to grocery shop at local markets. The bakery I wanted to shop at today is closed on Sunday. So found another market.
Today's fair: fresh mixed berries, strawberry strudel, fig Newtons, chicken salad on whole wheat, stuffed grape leaves w/ feta, olives and mushrooms & water!
What a great rainy day feast!


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Moving Forward

I am sitting outside the SLC Temple at 9am on Sunday morning. There is a little cafe outside the temple walls. (It's closed, it's Sunday in Salt Lake after all.) But the spot is quaint and quiet.
May in Utah is lovely. I was sure I would find purple Irises planted here. To my surprise, there isn't one on Temple Square.
There are so many things I love about the area; the architecture, the green, all the trees and flowers. I love the feeling I have here, it's not home but it's peacefully. I have never been here alone before. It's good to be alone sometimes.
The last time I was here I came with friends. I went to the Conference Center to listen to the MormonTabernacle Choir. Then I went to church, not conference, but Sacrament meeting, with the Prophet.
I also went inside the SLC Temple that trip.
I have prayed all my life. I know God, and I know he knows me.
On that last trip I can tell you that I spoke with God. The lessons learned that day may not have been for that day. But sitting here now, reflecting, chatting with God.... I can say, the lessons were learned. The peace I looked for was given. The elements I needed were tangible and real. I know what was asked for and I know what was received. I am grateful and humbled.
As always, in my life, I wish I could see the big picture. The last time I was here I didn't think the next time would be for these reasons or in these circumstances. But, I am delighted that this is why and when!
I have always known God, I may be a little off the path right now, He and I may not see eye to eye. He has always known that I am a work in progress, obviously one he is willing to keep working on, like a hobby or an abstract art project maybe. But I know He loves me. I can see it in my life.
I fly home today. I will take beautiful memories and photos with me. But more than that I will take lessons learned and love given, and add them to my game plan.
It's time to move on, in more ways than one. Change is always good. I told God that I was tired of being strong and all that goes with that. I think I heard him say "You will be okay" !
Now I know, when he tells me that, it doesn't mean, "wait and watch". It means "go and do"!
The breeze is chilly, it's time to move on, move forward!


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Friday, May 20, 2011

The First Time I Took A Plane

The first time I took a plane, I was 19. I was married, living in a strange, lonely little town at the tip of civilization. I was very homesick, lonely and pregnant. I remember being scared. My first flight was all alone. I was going home! That's what I kept saying to myself. "I am going home to where I know people."
I remember little else about the flight, except... The woman I sat next to only spoke Spanish and that I used every barf bag on the entire plane! No lie, well many though! I was surprised that the well dressed Spanish speaking woman knew I was pregnant.
Looking back, in retrospect, who couldn't tell that I was pregnant, too young and truly in need of a hug.
As I flew over the clouds today, I remembered that first, so long ago. I wish I could go back in time and hug that darling girl. And I would whisper in her ear..."Run now, don't look back, there is more out there"
But, then again, I ended up with four of the most beautiful, wonderful children. And I like who I turned out to be.
I went on an airplane all alone again today. My thoughts were mire "Do I pay for the extra insurance on the rental car or not", and how will my kids do on their weekend of firsts without me.
All is good! Life is good... We should all fly more often!

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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A FRIENDS CHARACTER

Sometimes things happen that are completely out of character and we need to step back and watch it evolve. If we rush to fix it we may miss the "Aha" moment. And in doing so we may miss so much more!
I received a text from one of my friends today. We don't chat all the time, but we catch up on a regular basis. Although he likes to tell me that I don't know him at all, I think I know him rather well. So when the first couple of texts came in I was pretty sure I could pinpoint his mood; over worked, stressed, overflowing plate and way too much Mr Nice Guy! That fits him much of the time!
As the texts progressed I realized he was incoherent of the words I sent. He just needed to be heard. He was venting, saying things he needed to say out loud (well even text can be heard loud and clear). The more texts i received, I started to panic. The things my friend was saying were so out of character, so hard and pointed. He isn't like this, even when he vents about his ex, he is never harsh,
So as the texts came in, aimed at me, but not for me, I thought 1. What does he think I have done. 2. Is he driving drunk...it's far too early in the day. 3. Has someone taken his beloved iPhone...... If any of these options were correct, I needed to make sure he was alright.
When he answered my call. He sounded just like my friend, but as I pressed the issue, out came the story behind the texts! I knew this particular soap opera drama from our past conversations. And yes it had escalated to a point that had pushed my friend to a defensive point. I have not known him to reach this point. And rather than jumping in to aid and fix, I silently listened.
As I did, not only did I hear the drama that was faced, but also the feeling, the friendship with the drama patient, and the remedy that he was going to use to stave off the issue.
This man has been there for others when ever there is a need. He gives the advise of a counselor, and the wisdom of a Guru. But today he gave me something more. He let me be there for him.
Sometimes things happen that are totally out of character, and maybe that's when we see who our friends really are.
I know this friend, better than he thinks I do.....he has earned his Super Hero status in my book, by always being a friend. But today he let me be his friend!
Thank you SM.


Sunday, May 1, 2011

My Personal Haven

Today I cleaned my house. Not a big deal, I do that regularly. I like it tidy. I like it to feel and look good. I am not a neat freak nor am I anal about my house. But I like it clean! If someone stops over unexpectedly, I want to know that I will not die of embarrassment as they walk through my doorway!
I would like to say I am good at multi tasking, but the honest description of my cleaning method, would be that I am easily sidetracked. So I end up doing ten things at a time. Normally all the things do get finished, but by the end I am exhausted.
On the weekends that my children spend with their father, I try to get it all done (the dusting, bathrooms, shutters, laundry, bedding, floors, yard work). (I even washed the lightbulbs in my bathroom today... okay maybe a bit anal)
But, there are areas in my home that I tend to neglect continually. My room is one of these areas. But today it is in great order!!! (A friend stopped in this very afternoon and I had no hesitation about letting her come right in my room to see something).
But no one, other than my children, ever gets to see my closet. I have a very large walk in closet. It actually rivals the size of Meg's bedroom. But for some unknown reason I stash, toss, shove, dump and totally neglect this one personal haven in my house.
Well, no longer! It has been cleaned, decluttered and organized. Bags for charity and bags for recycle have been filled and hauled out. All clothing is hung or folded. All shoes have a home...I had no idea how many pairs I truly have! I now have places to organize gift wrapping, gift collection, and project organization as well! It is a very large closet after all!!!
I am delighted with my efforts, and once again I love my closet! And yes I am totally exhausted!


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