Monday, December 20, 2010

The big guy, the little guy and hugs!


Saturday I did a little shopping and found Conner D. a sweatshirt that says "THE LITTLE GUY" on it. It reminded me of another Thanksgiving story. We were all sitting around the living room relaxing after a big ole dinner. Chris (THE BIG GUY) had went up stairs to lay down for a little nap earlier.
Conner was in need of a nap and not feeling the happiest. He was talking alot about his muscles and using them in ways that were not really appropriate for a room full of family. Momma and I were busy trying to explain to him that when you are big and strong you need to use your muscles for good things, like helping people, and giving them hugs...
The little guy wasn't buying it one bit!
He was getting more upset than he could bare.
So
he got up from the couch and said "That is it, I am going up to get the big guy right now!!"
up the stairs he went out of sight. We were just all talking and had kind of forgotten where Conner had gone.
Then, his sweet little face looked around the corner at us and he said "I told you the big guy is coming! He is coming down here right now!"
Indeed the big guy did come into the living room and I asked him if he could show me how strong his muscles were and give me a big hug.
I got a hug from the big guy.
Conner couldn't believe his eyes... what had gone wrong?... hadn't he just went upstairs to let this big guy know exactly what was going on downstairs while he lay sleeping? Didn't he understand this wasn't about hugs??
It took Conner a little while to get over the disappointment of not getting to see the big guy bust some butt, but, soon he rested into the love filled room, and before you know it we were all getting hugs from our little guy!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

SLIPPERS


When you have a daddy that they call the "big guy"...
You can't just go out and buy him any ole kind of slippers.
He likes them comfy and sweet with lots of "soul"!!
So look out Dr. Shoals, we've found an original pair for him.
He puts them on, and just like Big Bear in the Big Blue House...
He feels like dancing
So he dances around with his slippers on his feet
His heart filled with love as he looks down and sees
...all that he has been given
In this simple gift.

NOEL!


They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the east beyond them far
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night.
NOEL, NOEL, NOEL, NOEL
Born is the King of Israel!!

When I saw this picture of Baxter it reminded me of this song.
Animals often show us things that we forget!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!

Today we had a Christmas Pageant at the United Methodist Church in Arlington. I need to write a little bit about it as it moved me very deeply. It was a simple Pageant with little Stars, Angels, Shepard's, Kings, Narrators and Soloists. We have a small church so you wonder how is it all going to work out... will there be enough kids, with the practice canceled because of snow will they do okay? Practice on Saturday went really smooth with everyone that was there pitching in to help and the last minuet details being ironed out. Two young pianists from our church were asked to play the music and they agreed. This is a big thing to take on as anyone who plays piano knows. It is one thing to play for yourself and quite another to play for singers! They did an excellent job! The soloists worked on their song together, I haven't ever heard "O Holy Night" sang prettier than it was today! We had 11:00 church with Praise and Worship first and then easily transitioned into the back drop and sound system for the Pageant. The sound man that we have is a top of the line guy - he lives on the other side of Mpls. and yet if you need him to help with something and he can... he will be there!

...So, there they were, all the kids of our church, dressed in costume, praising the Lord of the Universe.
...And at the end of the program, when each group came and kneeled at the manger there was a silent excitement in the Sanctuary... it was a Presence that I can not describe - other than to say "Surely the Presence of the Lord was in our midst, I could hear His voice and feel His smile pouring down over all of us"

Thank-You Dear Lord, for giving me a church family that I love...
...And for all the memories that I have been given, of my own children in the Christmas Pageant... if I can help teach children learn how to Praise You - then so be it on to me. AMEN!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Shake it!!

The Harren's were at McDonalds for a party. Conner needed to use the bathroom, and so did his mom. There was one stall left, so momma and Conner shared it with him going first. When he was done he got a "drop" on his pants. He said to his mom, "OH NO! Mom I forgot to shake it."
"That's okay it will dry"

Then momma took her turn and went to the bathroom and when she stood up Conner reminded her very sweetly to make sure and "shake it".
"Momma's don't have anything to shake"
"OH NO! Mom what happened did it felled off!"

And so, back out to the party you go, with a spot that is drying and a smile on momma's face.

Children of the Yellow Boots!


If anything would ever happen to one of us... We want our kids to know where our "yellow boots" are. They are in the garage, along with 300 other things, on a shelve... you will find them neatly wrapped in a box ready for our next round of pictures. If for some reason we aren't there for the party, we expect our children to carry on the tradition. There are eight of you and only three pairs of boots. We suggest that you leave them in the box and each year when you get together for your Christmas party you bring out the box. Open it carefully, and set the boots with you for the group picture - you see we will always be with you, wherever you go whatever you do... there is no escaping our love for you and our laughter at ourselves. Even when we are gone from this place, we pray that you will continue to love each other and get together when you can. We believe that when you open that box of boots ... you will hear our laughter, and feel how much you are loved! And, if you accidentally tip the boots over, don't worry, all that will come out is the millions and millions (sorry, not dollars!) of prayers that we have said for you through the years. Savor yourselves in all those prayers and love, laugh a little, and then pack them up and put them on the shelve until the next time!

The Puppy Who Wanted a Boy!



Conner came to our house for a few days before Thanksgiving. I knew it would be a good time, and lots of information for my blog. It made me think of the movie "Anna Belles Wish" - when he was at our house last Christmas a few nights, we watched that movie... and we watched it ... and we watched it... until I had it memorized! This time I had found him a book at a thrift store (copyright 2003) when we were on our turning 50 Winona trip! It is called "The Puppy Who Wanted a Boy" by Jan Thayer - Illustrated by Lisa McCue.

Petey the puppy has one wish for Christmas: to have a boy of his very own. He searches long and hard, but boys are in short supply this year, and no one seems right for him. Just as Petey is about to give up home, his Christmas wish is granted - in a very surprising way. Petey ends up on the front steps with a little boy! Petey just knew his mother would let him stay. She knew how much he wanted a boy. "But won't she be surprised, when he tells her he got fifty boys for Christmas!"

You can imagine that after Grandma Dorius, Grammie Pammie, and Papa all read this story to our little boy... 5 times each - that he just about can tell the story himself. He said to Dorius several times (in between looking for papa and telling her some facts about his home life!) "I am going to tell my mom about this."

That night when Conner's momma called he told her all about Petey the puppy. He told her the story in such perfect form you would have thought he was reading it word for word. We won't tell momma how many times he heard that story today...

Monday, December 13, 2010

The lamb who played bells


We went to our grand kids Christmas program at their church on December 12th, 2010. We had just got done digging out of one of the biggest snow falls on record. I was so happy to be going to Foley, taking the truck and driving slow!
During the program out came our little lamb with the New Life Bell Choir!! There she stood in the front row... with her blue bells, ringing and smiling! She did an absolute perfect job - following each rule that she had been taught by the teacher. When you aren't ringing... hold the bells at your side. My heart filled with love, as my beautiful 7 year old lamb played her songs in Praise to the King! Great job JaciAnna Harren!!

Jaci hugs santa!


JaciAnna has never been real fond of Santa. She has always preferred her daddy's lap and telling him what she would like. One year Santa even came to their house and neither one of the kids were thinking they were to special, they were wondering what in the world this strange man with a red suit was doing in their cozy home. They didn't have a chimney at their house, and the sounds coming from outside didn't seem to them to be reindeer on the roof!
This year the Harren family went on a date night to the St.Cloud Mall. Getting haircuts, a hamburger and playing in the family play station, it seemed the kids were as happy as could be...

When what to their wondering eyes did appear?
But a little fat Santa with a white long beard.
Conner dared to brave the steps to his lap
Take my picture quick - it is enough of this guys sap!
Then came Jaci as brave as could be...
Walking up to set on his knee.
I do believe she gave that big ole guy a hug
It made you smile and gave your heart a tug.
So Jaci hugs Santa for the first time in her life this day.
I pray that she will always know Santa is for fun and play.
His story started from a good man years and years ago.
He gave gifts in secret or so we are told.
And although the advertising has ruined his great story of love.
I pray that Jesus see's from up above
And knows that Santa is a fun guy - who likes to love and play but as for the real meaning of Christmas it is to celebrate Jesus's Birthday!!!

The Shepard and the Little Lamb


Said the Shepard boy to the little lamb, do you hear what I hear?

Grammie Pammie got to make the outfits for her little Shepard and lamb. It was a Saturday and I ventured out with Jeff to hit all the thrift stores to find the things I would need. I found most of it in Winthrop at the Girl Scout thrift shop that is in the old masonic temple. I try not to look at their symbols all over the building, I try to think of the girl scouts...
and in we go.
I found some great pieces of material for the Shepard, ties, black pants, a black fuzzy shirt, black shoes, a white fleece hat and muffle! I was so excited about the purchases that I went right home and started working on them! There was a knobby fleece vest I had purchased at a garage sale earlier this summer, I hadn't worn it yet so I took it down from a XL to a Small with the sewing machine. It was thick, and I think I may have ruined the sewing machine - but, what the heck she'll be the cutest little lamb that Foley ever saw!

On Sunday, December 12th, Curt got up early and checked out the roads. It had started snowing on December 10th at 9:00, the wind started blowing, and it never stopped until Saturday late afternoon. We had planned this little get away to Foley for almost a year now...would we get to go? Curt said we could try it and if the roads were bad we would turn around. Gramma Dorius didn't go because of the cold and uncertainty of what we would find. We didn't want to get stuck and have her stint freeze up or something! Driving we found that the roads were great considering we just had around 14 inches of snow! It was cold but the truck (with 300,00 miles on it) got us there and we were even 1/2 hour early.

The excitement that I felt sitting in that church, waiting for my Shepard and lamb is more than a grandma can explain! Conner came on the stage first with his class. They had the whole manger scene using the kids in preschool to kindergarten. I believe he was the cutest Shepard in the class. They sang two songs but Conner seemed to be star struck by the crowd and was unable to sing much. He did however find out that the "cat had his tongue" - so after chewing on it a bit he was able to follow my lead out in the congregation and sing a few words.

Next came JaciAnna as a bell ringer (that will be a separate blog). She then was a part of the manger scene for the play put on by all the other kids in the church. I couldn't believe the good job these kids did. They had every thing memorized and new exactly what to do. And I'll be if JaciAnna wasn't the cutest lamb in the place (she may have been the only one?)

Then we all had dinner together at the church. It was a catered meal given by one of the congregation members that owns the company "DADDIO'S". What a beautiful way to end our trip to Foley. Sitting around the cafeteria with about 100 family members. I felt like we were all a part of something much bigger... like the baby Jesus was now grown and among us...
I believe the Shepard boy told the little lamb... "HE IS HERE! CHRIST THE SAVIOR IS BORN!"

And when we all left and hugged in the parking lot, I felt a lonesomeness. I wanted to forever stay in this moment, to be in this place. Then I realized that He goes ahead of us wherever we go - that the Shepard boy was indeed right - THE SAVIOR OF THE WORLD IS AMONG US... and the little lamb said "I love you!"

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The phone call


There were a few problems at the Harren household with Conner's behaviors. It seems that he had learned the word "dummie head bummer" and thought it would be a good way to express his anger. He did make the mistake of calling his momma a "dummie head bummer". She told her little man that she would need to talk to Santa about his list and that when you say things like that you aren't on his nice list... you are on the naughty list. The kids on the nice list are the ones who get the presents. He thought about this but it didn't seem to effect him to much as he kept up with his name calling and added a few other behaviors. As the day wore on though, his anger changed into happiness. He was dancing with his momma and she said to him "Conner, I just love you so much, and I love to dance with you, even if you say dummie head bummer - I still love you so much!"
They continued their dance...
...and then Conner said "mom, could I ask you to do a favor for me?"
...and momma said "sure, I would like to do that very much, what is it?"
..."Could you call Santa and tell him to take me off from the naughty list and put me back on the nice list? I feel alot more like being nice now!"
and so
she went right to the phone
and called SANTA!

It's 5:00 somewhere


I had taken the Tuesday before Thanksgiving off from work. Grandma Dorius and I went to Conner's class for grandparents day. We had a wonderful time together with all of his class mates and his teacher. We played a game, made a recipe book, took a picture of us all, sang a song... and of course we danced! Conner's mom and dad said that he could come home with us after the morning and then we would bring him home on Thanksgiving.
This worked out real slick, I had to work on Wednesday so Dorius came to stay with the little guy at our house. He got down some of Jeff's old farm toys from the attic and played the morning away. He did stop every half an hour or so to tell his grandma Dorius that he loved her, then he would hug her and say "WHAT TIME WILL PAPA BE HOME?" she said "5:00". That seemed to make him happy even though he started asking at about 10:00 am! He played and he loved, he hugged and he played and then at exactly 5:00 he went to the family room door that leads to the garage. He opened it - looked out, shut the door, put his hands on his hips... and said to his grandma Dorius "IT IS 5:00 AND PAPA ISN'T HOME YET, THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT MY DAD ALWAYS DOES TO MY MOM!"
...and how could you help but laugh? He had stated what he believed to be a fact. And who is going to question a 3 year old with his hands on his hips?
...and in walked papa before we could find out any more facts!!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Nostalgic Chicken Wings

Once a year my husband goes deer hunting with his dad. They go to Nimrod, Minnesota. When we were all younger my mom would make Curt a pan of lasagna to bring along and about 50 chicken wings. This was to make life easier for them as they went out into the woods to hunt the much wanted game! It is always a great memory for Curt and his dad... eating delicious chicken wings and then heading out into the cold nature, with beauty surrounding them on all sides. Grams probably quit making the wings for him about 5 years ago, it just got to be to much work. This year November, 2010 he decided he would cook up 3 bags of chicken wings for him and his dad, bringing back some nostalgia to the trip. Below you will find grandmas famous recipe for:

CHINESE CHICKEN WINGS

2 pounds chicken wings 3 eggs beaten
1 cup flour (or a little more)

Sauce:

3/4 cup sugar 1/2 cup pineapple juice
1/2 cup vinegar 3/4 cup catchup
1 teaspoon Accent 1 1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon soy sauce

Divide wings in 3 pieces and discard tips. Sprinkle with garlic salt and let stand 10 minutes. Dip each piece in eggs, then in flour, and brown in 1/3 cup hot oil. Place in baking dish. Heat sauce and pour over wings. Bake 1 hour at 350 degrees.
Turn wings several times to coat in sweet and sour sauce.

Curt spent over 4 hours whipping these wings together. When he was done he had a more clear understanding of how much love was in those wings All those years of fresh made wings meant a lot more to him now that he had made them himself!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Tears

Sometimes when I pray it hurts inside my heart. I have that tonight as I pray for a family I don't know. They are grieving the loss of their two little boys tonight. If I could help them in anyway I would. But, all I can do is sit in my house and feel the pain of not being able to do anything. As I pray to our Lord to have mercy on our souls and to bring comfort to the broken hearted...tears flow and I remember that Jesus said, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest" Lord, hear our prayers for this family and for all those involved. May your loving arms surround them as they go through this valley of the shadow of death.
And as my heart breaks
I can feel His tears washing over my soul.
Amen

Grandmas Lasagna!

My mom and I have been around the world together. We have been from Spearfish, South Dakota to Hawaii! It seems no matter where we went together it would always be a peace offering if she would make a pan of lasagna for Curt and the kids while we were gone! Curt did go to Hawaii with us, although I think he would have preferred a good ole pan of grandma's lasagna!

LASAGNA

12 oz package of lasagna noodles (about 12) Boil according to directions, drain and toss well with 2 tablespoons of olive oil.
Brown 1 1/2 pounds of hamburger with 1 1/2 teaspoon salt and 1/4 teaspoon pepper, drain hamburger.
Add 2 cups (1jar) of spaghetti sauce.
Beat with mixer: 12 oz cottage cheese
1/2 cup sour cream
12 oz or more of mozzarella cheese, shredded
Arrange 1/2 noodles in 9x13 pan.
Cover with 1/2 of meat mixture, 1/3 mozzarella, 1/2 of cottage cheese mixture.
Do this 2x more (only one more for cottage cheese) ending with the hamburger.
Top with mozerella
Cover with aluminum foil and refrigerate at least 5 hours or over night.
Bake (covered) at 350 degrees for 1 - 1 1/2 hours
Uncover and bake 10-15 minuets longer
Let set up for awhile, cut and serve.

Serve with garlic bread and a nice lettuce salad
Sit back and enjoy!
Grams and I will bring you pictures of our journey!!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Grandma's Buttered Noodles


As long as I put on grandmas "special" recipe for popcorn...
I am thinking I better put on her "special" recipe for buttered noodles.
When the girls were growing up it was always their favorite thing when grams would cook up some buttered noodles. As they grew up and left home it still remains their favorite! They often call her asking her how does it! She tells them... they make them... and then call her and tell her they don't taste at all like the ones she makes. Sometimes I wonder if they know that when they say that, the next time they come home grams will whip them up a batch of their favorites?
Or, is it that when grandma makes them their is a special kind of love she puts in? A love of a grandma who has always been there, who has done more for her family than anyone could ever ask and done it all with love! Well, I guess we won't ever know unless you try a batch for yourself! I will put the recipe next. If it doesn't turn out call grams to put in some love!

GRANDMAS BUTTERED NOODLES:

Bring a large pot (5 quarts) of water to a rolling boil.
Add 2 teaspoons of salt and a one pound package of noodles (creamettes-please! You can use any shape but for goodness sakes don't buy the cheap noodles!)
Bring water back up to boiling (watch as they will boil over)
Boil for 6 to 7 minuets. (do not over boil - noodles become swollen!)
Drain but leave some of the water on (approx 1/2 - 1 cup) the noodles.
Add butter immediately (1/4 - 1/2 cup butter)
Then add parsley, dill week, or chives. Choose only one. Add enough (approx 2 tablespoons) to add color and taste.!!

Then you say a prayer for each of the people that will be eating your noodles!
You pray that the simple things in life will always be the best. And that somehow through your cooking they will know exactly how much they are loved!

ENJOY!!

Rocking Chairs


I remember when Lacey was a baby how relaxed I was with her. I knew by the time she was born how fast time goes, how quickly they are no longer a baby. I threw out all the baby books telling me what to do. When I brought her home from the hospital, we rocked... and we rocked... and we rocked...
and I just kept right on a rockin' her.
Isn't it any wonder that when she looked into my face her eyes were filled with a love that only a mother can know.
And today I saw those same eyes of love in her baby's eyes, as her momma sat and rocked her... and rocked... and rocked!
Praise the Lord for a baby's love, for a mothers arms, for time, and of course for rocking chairs!

SNIPPETS


Nola Jean is now almost five months old. She is growing and changing every time we see her. The last time they were home we laughed about her liking to eat whenever she wants to... a little "snippet here and a little snippet there". Then Lacey also said that although she has been sleeping for 8-10 hours every night sense she was two months old, now she is waking up during the night for a little "snippet" also. We were laughing quite hard when we came up with this song for our little Nola Jean:

SNIPPETS IN THE MORNING, SNIPPETS IN THE EVENING, SNIPPETS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
SNIPPET, SNIPPET, SNIPPET,.... SNIPPET WHENEVER YOU LIKE.

This is sang to the tune of: "Sugar in the morning, sugar in the evening, sugar at supper time..."

Nola Jean enjoyed our laughter also... as we sang to her our new song. She has a beautiful smile! And, there is just nothing better than the laughter of a baby.

P.S. We learned the word "SNIPPET" from Lisa Schauer Augulaira, Lisa has written her own dictionary. SNIPPET: To have a little bite to eat!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Laughter




I love this picture, and this blog is written for the sole purpose of being able to use it! It was taken during our crazy hat Christmas party in January of 2010. Tim was laughing over one of the white elephant gifts. I have laughed with Tim, and cried with him... surely he is my friend!

Is there anything more beautiful than to see your friend laugh? When you know the struggles that we have in everyday life, you realize that laughing is the best medicine. Laughter is healing for the soul! Lord, I ask that you will help me to be a friend to others, that I will love my friends at all times. But, especially Lord I ask that I will laugh with those who laugh!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Pumpkin Eater!


Baxter is very talented there is no doubt about it. When he gets a treat he heads right out to hide it. He will hide it where everyone can see it and proudly come back in to the room looking as if he has just accomplished something great. If you put the bone right against the floor boards, it is surely hid from the humans! Baxter is the master of treats, and if he isn't eating overflow from the popcorn pan...
He is eating pumpkins!!

The handsome soldier!


My Aunt Lois is a scrapbooker. She asked for pictures of anyone who served and said she would gather them up and make a scrapbook of the Meyer family. My mom and I went through some pictures trying to find ones that were appropriate for her project. My mom did not know my dad when he served in the Korean Conflict, but we knew there were pictures of him from this time. Is there any man more handsome than in uniform? Yes, there is... my dad in his uniform!! It was in 1954. We found a picture of him standing by a big tanker of some sort. He stood by a short little guy and then by Andi Anderson who would later be in his wedding. Lois made the scrap book and used the pictures that everyone had sent her. She did an excellent job of gathering all the information and putting it together in a beautiful tribute book for all generations of the future. Thank-you Lois Meyer!!

I remember just a little bit about my dad talking of his time in war. He told me that when he went in to the army he weighed 140 and when he came out he weighed 200! He did not fight on the front lines... he was a cook! It was always kind of a joke in the family that the war made a "big man" out of my dad. When he was born he had only weighed 4 pounds. My grandma said that she put him in a shoe box and set him by the oven door to keep him warm. My grandma's sister had told her "I don't know if he has enough weight to make it Vivian". Grandma let the older kids name him and they wanted to call him Dallas William after one of their family friends. So you can see when he became the biggest man in his family - there would be stories to tell! I also know that we have a very large bible with a stand. That bible was sent to my grandma and grandpa Meyer by my dad when he was in Germany. It is now in our family. I think I will put a copy of this in there for future generations!

If I could know what I know now... I would have asked him more questions. I do know that there were very few men who talked about the war and the service that they gave to their country. I wonder what my dad would have said if I would have asked...
"Dad, tell me about the Korean Conflict". I sure wish I would have told him he was a handsome soldier!

Baxter enjoys grandma's special recipie!


Lindsey called up grams to get her "recipe" for popcorn. She didn't want the microwave popcorn, she was hungry for the good old fashioned grandmas specialty popcorn!

Take out the pan
Put in oil to cover the bottom of the pan
Let oil in pan get hot
Add enough popcorn to cover the bottom of the pan
Cover pan and shake it as the kernels get hot and ready to pop
Remove pan from heat from time to time as it is popping and you are shaking... to keep it from burning.

So Lindsey got out the pan, put oil in the bottom and heated the oil, she lovingly added the popcorn to the bottom of the pan. When it started popping
She started shaking the pan..
and soon... the pan was overflowing onto the floor!

Grams forgot to tell Lindsey the last little "hint"... MAKE SURE THE PAN IS AS HIGH AS IT IS WIDE SO THAT THE CORN, DOESN'T OUT POP THE PAN!!!
POPCORN POPPING ALL OVER...
Baxter was in heaven...
Happy that the pan was wider than it was deep
The popcorn popping on to the floor for him to eat!

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Pretty momma


Today Emily called and said she was taking a bath when Conner came in to talk with her. She said she could tell right away he was in the mood for some "story telling".
He said "Mom, our other dad was sure a nice guy wasn't he?" Emily asked him "What other dad, we only have one dad?" Conner replied "Well, our other dad was a real nice guy before he died" Emily asked "What was our other dads name?" from this question Emily found out that he was thinking his grandpa Alan Harren was his first dad, that he died and then Chris took over the role of being dad. Emily took some time and tryed to explain to him how the family chain works. He listened intently figuring out in his head that Chris was indeed his only dad - and that at one time this man named Alan was his dads dad. Wow, this little guy is a thinker, trying to get all these details straight in his head. And entertaining his mom at the same time.
After much talking, questions and answers evolving into wonderful stories, Emily's bath water was getting cold. She stood up and said "Can you get me a towel Conner, Mommie is getting cold". Well his eyes about dropped out of his head as she stood up and he said...
"Wow mom you have a wet butt, your butt is pretty wet!! Your butt is pretty pretty mom, oh your butt is pretty big, we are going to need a pretty big towel for your pretty, pretty big, pretty wet butt!!"

If Emily wasn't so cold these stories could have gotten even better...
But instead she took the pretty big towel and wiped her pretty, pretty wet, pretty big butt and put on her pj's.

Good night Conner!
Good night pretty momma!

Half the same!!

When I talked to Emily on the phone she told me that Conner was playing with the calculator. A little boy who likes to read phone books and play with calculators...what fun! Emily told me that he wanted to punch in the numbers of each of their ages.
Daddy - 3 and 5
JaciAnna - 6
Conner -3
Mommy -3 and 0
Well, this caused him to think. If his number was 3 and him mommas was 30, they must be pretty close in age! So he asked his momma about it.
"Mom you and I have close numbers are we close in age?"
"No Conner, I am 30, you are 3. That makes 27 years in between us. I was 27 when I gave birth to you!"
He thought about the facts before him and came up with a big smile...
"Well, we are half the same!"
Imagine the excitement in a little guys mind when he finds this out! When you see those numbers before you on a calculator and realize that yes, you are 3 and your mom is 30 so you are "half the same!"

The endless buffet!



If you see my blog from April called "Oriental Buffets", you will understand that I have an obsession for them! Isn't it fitting that Carol would agree that our first meal in Winona could indeed be Oriental! We first had Rhoda take us to this little place that was a sit down and order Oriental. The people were so cute and we would have been the first customers... however, I just couldn't do it. I need to see it all sitting out there and come to my own conclusions on what I will eat. I make that conclusion by seeing... not by reading Chinese. So sure enough, we headed out and Rhoda showed us the "New Moon Buffet" just around the corner.

We sat down and they had a wonderful selection of food. Four or more long tables of whatever you could want! Filling up our plates we sat and enjoyed our food around 4:50 pm. By the time we were done the place was really filling up with people - all of them looking as though they enjoyed the Buffets as much as I do.

Upon finishing up I headed toward the bathroom in the back of the building. When I came out and headed to our table past the buffet... I was momentarily taken aback when I saw eight or more long tables! What the heck? Had we gotten here to early for supper and they were saving the rest of the tables of food to set out at 5:00pm?

Suddenly I started laughing (at my self) as I noted it was a wall full of mirrors making it appear as if the buffet was endless...

So, we took a picture, grabbed a bottle of water at $1.50 and left for our motel!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Legends in the Fall


We had decided on our venture that no one would believe we were really 50 - we surely don't look as old as the other 50 year olds we know. What other reason could we have for our little mini-trip? After some careful thought, we were sure we had heard a report about Brad Pitt being in Winona. Something about looking for legends in the fall? We figured it was still fall, Brad could very well still be in the area. As we were driving the streets of Winona with Rhoda we decided to punch in "I90 Brad Pitt". This way not only would we be celebrating 50 years here on this beautiful earth but looking for Brad Pitt. Surely they would believe this! And, can you imagine our excitement when we stopped at one of our little shops on 3rd Avenue and did indeed find Brad? He was working behind the counter when we ordered our Veggie Pinini! We snapped his picture while he was working...left the coffee shop just in time to hear Rhoda scream "make a u turn! you have reached your destination!"

Rhoda goes to Pickwick!




When we ventured to "PickWick" we went up a windy hill west of the "Lavender". It was just a few miles and soon we found ourselves in the middle of a site seers paradise! There was this big ole beautiful brick building approximately 5 stories high. It was set right on the bottom of a bluff with lots of trees. A small river ran behind it and a damn was built in front of it. You could just feel the history behind this old flour mill, almost as if you could see the people working and watch them walk home to the houses that were set just across the road. A young lady came out from one of the houses, we thought maybe she would take a picture of us? But, after we saw her rush to the car we didn't dare ask - so we just mixed a little technology with this old scene and took a picture of ourselves in Carols camera.
...and when we hoped back in the jeep Rhoda was still crowing about I90

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Rhoda gets upset...



After our ventures in Winona we started home on beautiful Saturday morning about 10:00. First we were going to hit the "Lavender Shoppe" which was a craft shop in a little town called Pickwick and in a building that used to be a little white church. They were having their open house about 8 miles south of Winona. (We had stopped here on our way to LaCrosse yesterday but they weren't open as they were getting ready for the big open house). When we stopped there were approx 75 cars and 150 anxious people standing in line waiting to make their way in. Because we got a front row spot we decided to go in. You couldn't get ten feet past the door so we went up into the balcony. We had to refrain from breaking out into singing a glorious church hymn for all the ladies below. Looking down over the crowd we decided it would not be an enjoyable time to go down and push our way through the frenzy of shoppers. Down the stairs we went and exited the Lavender Shoppe without a single purchase.

We made a U turn on 14 and headed back to Winona, wanting to swing by "The Place of Grace" to pick up a little table and stool that Carol thought she could fix up for Mirandas new house. When we arrived we realized that the store didn't open for another 20 minutes. Since our time was so valuable we decided not to sit idle but to move onto the next store without having made a single purchase. Strike two!

We then headed to the "Sugar Bush Antiques" where Carol picked herself up a little antique table that was a steal at $45.00 - even if no one wants or needs it we didn't care as it was a great table for a great price! Carol carefully brought it down two flights of steps and we loaded that puppy up in the back seat of the small Jeep. The nice thing about this purchase was that even though it took up a little room, she put it up side down and there would be a lot of other purchases that would fit in between the legs!


Then we headed towards 14 to go North towards home - making plans on just stopping where ever we wanted to on our way home. Well Rhoda (Carols, GPS - pronounced Road-duh) did not like this one bit -she wanted us to head to I-90 and she wanted it bad -she kept telling us to "make a U turn" and to "proceed to the nearest road!" etc... Carol was having a hard time believing me over Rhoda - but soon she relaxed and realized we were going the path we needed to!

We found this great little flower shop on the side of the road called Lewiston Bouquet - we had passed it but turned around - as hey, that is what we said we were going to do is stop where ever we wanted! This little flower shop was a great building that had been an old gas station. The cute little lady who was about 55 going on 16 had a lot of flower things, and then some crafts that her husband had helped her make out of antiques. Her register counter was a great big old beveled out door. She had the door painted an old looking white and then had put pictures in the bevels, put a piece of glass over the top of it all and added four cut down porch posts for legs!! It was a great piece of original furniture that is for sure! In the bathroom we noticed on the wall an old wash stand towel hanger - they had taken the whole piece and added a shelf - white washed, put some vines and a shelf on it and hung it on the wall! It was adorable and it was a hefty $69.00. We walked around a bit and spotted this great piece on the floor that had also been made into a shelf - we asked about it as we had never seen anything like it and figured surely it wasn't for sale. Well, the proprietor's husband had told her that EVERYTHING in the shop is for sale if someone wants to buy it!! She told us the history behind the shelf. Although she rarely missed church, one Sunday when Oronoco had their junk sale, she went against her usual routine and decided God wanted her to head to the junk sale instead. So off she went to Oronoco and it was there she found this old Victorian balcony from a theater or opera house. She had bought it and had her husband make it into a little shelf so it would be useful and indeed it was for sale!!! Well, Carol knew just the room that would be perfect for this little treasure. We left Lewiston with the purchase of an old Victorian balcony!!!

On down the road we ventured as we now had a little map with 5 more places that were having open houses for "hunting widows weekend". We took a left and drove through town and the place we wanted was to be about 2 miles south of town. On our way out there we saw that someone had dropped a whole load of hay - we were laughing quite hard and on our way back to town we would be stopping there and getting our picture on the side of the road with the hay... how else would anyone believe it?? We drove in and found the "hunters widows haven", we got out of the Jeep and there to the left of us were two big buffalo... well, who would believe this if we didn't get a picture. Carol gets out her camera and I go to take a look at the Buffalo's ... all of a sudden the tail goes straight up in the air (I look at Carol confused and laughing) - and before our eyes this buffalo starts taking a buffalo sized dump!!!! We didn't know if he would ever get done! Laughing as hard as humanly possible we start singing some of the buffalo songs - buffalo girls won't you get out tonight and to the tune of You Can't Rollerskate in a Buffalo Herd we sang "Have You Ever Seen a Buffalo Spit" (word changed as to not offend any blog readers) We shopped quickly and left with no purchases - as we left the driveway we saw a tractor coming past us with a load of hay in the bucket! We were laughing... I guess there will be no picture with the hay pile on the side of the road - unless the guy lets us sit in the bucket and takes a picture of us both?! We couldn't do it to Rhoda as she was heading us toward I90 yet and this would really confuse her if we started chasing tractor buckets with hay in them all over the country!!! So we ventured North on our Highway 14 with Rhoda screaming in the back ground "make a U turn, in 1.2 miles make a U turn"!! We stopped at all the shops in town, there were crafts and old things galore! A buyers metropolis - but we did good.

We left Deb's uniques, and Al's Mantiques with a few finds. A set of candle holders for Mirandas wall, a crocheted table cloth for me to put in the drawer (but, hey, it was only $3.00!), and the find of Deb and Al's was some old "peacock" jewelery to go with my new peacock shirt from Carol, my peacock feathers and my hat!

In another shop that was in a house, we bought some wonderful dip mixes that we munched on in the back room, laughing about not needing to eat, and glad no one was there to see or hear us! We left this town with plenty of little purchases that fit nicely in between the tables and old Victorian balconies that were already purchased and paid for. We hit each shop - looking and buying a few little things, a crocheted hat for Nola - some candles for all of us - a little of this and a little of that - and a bag of chewy orange pumpkins.


Back onto 14 North we went, following the signs for Waseca as we had another shop to stop at there. It is a big old dairy barn that was lovingly turned into a "shop and party place". It is only open a couple of times during the year, so we were happy when we got there and it was open! I of course found one of the chairs that I love! It was only $14.00 - bought and paid for, BUT - it wouldn't fit in the Jeep! So... we bought it anyway and layed away until I could again get to Waseca! WE stopped at another antique shop right on the edge of town and that was a doozy also. It is just to bad that Carol and I don't have more places to decorate - as we sure are good at finding STUFF!!!


WOW! what a frenzy of shopping we had! Sitting back and starting to relax we head towards New Ulm still on 14 North. Poor Rhoda has finally calmed down and got us on the right road!

Thank-God for Rhoda and for Buffalo girls...

Monday, November 8, 2010

A Roman Art Collection

Our first morning in Winona Carol and I decided to go up and have a peaceful continental breakfast before starting out a day of shopping. The breakfast was on the second floor and we were some of the first ones there. When we sat down about 25 more people came up to get their day started right! We were sitting at a table for four and a man (whom we guessed to be the girls volley ball coach) - sat down his coffee and napkin and asked if he minded if he would sit with us. Well we couldn't very well say no as he had already made himself at home. He started out the conversation asking us what we did. Carol told him she worked for the NewUlm Diocese and he said "well, you work for the biggest cult in the United States!" Carol said "come on now... it seems every where I go lately I have to defend my church" - He said "well it's not the people it is the church, did you know they are the richest organization around? They own the biggest art collection in the world - it is in Rome."
...yes, this is how our conversation started! Little did we know that by the time we got done with our "peaceful continental breakfast" we would know...
...That our new friend indeed had a lot of Catholic friends - hey, they are good people with blinders on!
...That his favorite minister in the whole world left Spicer and was picked up later for molesting little boys.
...That basically he is rich and sold a $300,000 dollar house to a Dr. - with a full, beautiful horse barn that the Doc changed into a shed.
...That he and his wife are now leasing a place with option to buy - the way to buy real estate is LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION! Oh yes, things are selling in this economy... you just have to have property in the right LOCATION!
...That kids should NOT be insured under our insurance until they are 25 - it is a big joke - our kids need to get jobs and insure themselves. Oh yes, there is jobs out there and a lot of them!
...That his daughter carries a black berry and so does he, he lets her know what kind of add he needs - she writes it up, draws it and gets it sent back to him in less than 2 hours, where as the other artists that he used to employee would take more like 2 days.
...That his son is now done with college and needs to find a job and get the heck off his parents insurance for goodness sakes.
...That he woke up one morning and said "honey, we are selling the bar and grill - you are going to find a job and I am going to find something to do with my education, we will sell the house and downscale."
...That there is a big difference between a CROSS and a T, and for $5,000 dollars he can have the T turned into a CROSS and he will throw in the first $1,000.
...That where Carol and I are working (non-profit organizations) are the down fall of the American Economy.
...That teachers get paid way to much money for only having to work 6 months out of the year (?)
...That all Miranda has to do is spend $500.00 get some brochures made up of her art work, showing what she can and will do, get some business cards made up and deliver them to 200 people. Then if she hasn't heard from them she should give call backs. She should charge $35.oo an hour and have a disclaimer on the bottom about how many redoes she will do for the quote she gives them.
...That his son's college professor had no idea how to start a bar and grill and his son had all the information on how to successfully start one.
...That college professors are the highest paid bums in the world.
...That America is still the greatest place to live in all of the world!
and if it wasn't so late - I am sure we could have learned more about this wonderful land we live on...
But, it is time for him to go out and catch a few rays as he goes to his associates and sells them a line (or two!)
"Carol, you and I need to find something to laugh about - I think I am depressed!"
and Carol said " I think next year on our vacation we will go to Rome and see the art collection!"

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Those who have glass doors should not drink bloody marys!!

So we decided to go down to the "bar", Carol and I... to have a bite to eat and a bloody mary. We had no idea that we would encounter a Californian bar tender whose signature drink was indeed... a bloody mary! He made this drink in front of us with great skill in his mind, transferring to his hands as he whipped together a concoction of tomato juice, vodka, A1 sauce, horseradish, celery salt and a pickle on the top. We enjoyed our "spicy bloody mary" - looking through the door to the pool. The door looked directly into the hot tub - this was to be our next venture... why in the world would an architect design a pool and a bar with a glass door in between them? As we are talking to each other we also find out that the guys next to us are electricians for Protech - here on business, teaching others how to take care of electrical shortages when they occur.
...we are trying to be really good listeners and yet the whole time we are trying to conceive in our minds who was this person whom designed this place? What in the world was he thinking? Did he indeed have a plan in mind and then meet up with the California bar tender and forget what in the heck he was doing?
...grammie pammie has been looking forward to the hot tub sense her new knee surgery, is she going to let it bother her that everyone at the bar will have a look at everything she presents including her new knee? Will she dare to venture into the bubbly hot tub to relax when she can see from this side of the door, all the way to the bottom of that hot tub? Picturing what she will look like to those on this side of the door...
...we continue to listen to the electrician tell us about his life on the road as he pours down a few more beers and it is harder for him to keep his eyes open.., by now Carol has decided she is not going to go into the tub - but, she will go with me and relax with her computer
They are going to brave it, Grammie slips off her triple X flannel shirt and quickly hops into the tub. As Carol sets up office - Grammie leans back and lets the hot water jets spray onto the muscles that surround her new knee. The joys of life are there for us, hot water, computers... we have forgotten about the other side of the door.
...we have forgotten about electricians with jobs and California bar tenders
...we have lost ourselves into the world of relaxation
...my 30 minuets are up - out I go - slip on the triple X shirt and some sweats and suddenly in walks about 15 people - wowser, fully dressed - sitting with Carol we start to laugh... thinking how we pulled the wool over their eyes... they'd never even guess I had been in that hot tub. They would just think we had been there talking and laughing with our friends on face book...
...unless of course they were having a signature bloody mary before they came in!!

Old Man River


On Saturday November 5th, 2010 Carol and I were on our 50th birthday trip. We went down to Winona, Minnesota. Our first full day there we went shopping for some things we needed. Carol needed yellow material. There was no Michael's or JoAnn's to be found on the GPS for Winona area... but hey, there was a CINDERELLA craft supply shop. When we found the only purple building on Mankato street we knew we were there! We walked in and could smell the faint smell of a cow barn? Everything you would have ever needed was there (except of course the color of yellow that Carol was looking for). We did meet up with the lady who owned the shop. She has lived in Winona for 50 years and has owned the "CINDERELLA" for 25 years. She said it is more of a hobby now -giving her something to do. WEll, if you could have seen her sweet face and heard her voice you would have found a few things to buy quick also. We couldn't walk out of there with out dropping a little cash on her hobby farm! So, we made a purchase and headed to downtown Winona. While shopping downtown Winona we found a little flower shop called Nola's. We stopped outside and took a picture of her sign and then went in to see the shop and meet Ms. Nola! She was a friendly lady telling me all about her name. Her mom is 91 years old and still as smart as a tack. She named her 4 daughters all names that went together: Nola Faye, Debrah Kay (I can't remember the rest I need to contact her so I can get them down as it was so clever!). She said she also had a mean brother named Charles Noel. As we were talking with her we told her what we were doing and she said "Oh! you girls need to go over to Lacrosse, I call it my little LA!, it is only about 30 miles down the road and then you cross the bridge and all the wonderful shops are right there!" ......Well, Carol and I could not miss out on this! If Nola Faye thought it was something we needed to do - we were going to do it!!! ......On our way to Lacrosse Wisconsin... we discovered a bridge - surely that couldn't be the bridge she was talking about... we couldn't go over that! It was about 17 miles long and hanging straight over the Mighty Mississippi River!
River (what in the world was holding all those miles of bridge up?) ......The bridge we saw was to our LEFT, we drove ahead a little and saw another smaller bridge - hey, maybe we could handle that one... but, what if there was more? We pulled into a gas station to our RIGHT to go in and ask ... "if we want to get Lacrosse, Wisconsin do we need to cross over a bridge?"
..."Yes, there is one bridge (she pointed to the small bridge going over a small body of water) and then you will go over another bridge and there it is." ......oh, that simple ?? "Is it the same size as the "blue bridge" we saw a ways back?"
..."Yes, it goes over the same river, it is the same size." ......"well, I don't think we want to risk our lives just to say we went to Lacrosse, Wisconsin!"
..."It's a new bridge, I don't think you would be "risking your life!" ......"well, you see my friend is driving and when she looks over the edges into that mighty Mississippi from over here she looses her scruples, her legs paralyze, and she has a hot flash..."
..."It used to be a metal bridge with grates all across it and when I was a little girl driving over that bridge with my parents I was scared, but I really think you will be fine." Smiling she tells me this, getting her money from the ATM machine.
......I go out to the jeep - tell Carol what I have found out.
We make a big turn and head back to Winona, Minnesota.
With the mighty Mississippi to our RIGHT ...and the gas station in our rear view mirror, ......singing "Old man river, that ole man river, we just keep rolling, we keep on rolling along."

Dreamin'... another story!



Conner was talking with his momma. He asked her when he would be "older again". She told him that he wouldn't have another birthday for about a year and then he would be four. Looking not the happiest he then asked his momma when he would be "older". She asked "how old do you want to be?" after thinking for a bit...
"I would like to be 16 and if I can't be 16 then 15"
Momma said "why do you want to be 15?"
and in his 3 year old almost 15 year old voice he answered...
"I would like to be bigger and older than Jaci Anna!"
Well, what can a momma say?
...she held him and smiled and just let him keep right on a dreamin' about someday being bigger and older than his sister.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

MALASKA a laughing story!


When Conner D was last at our house he was reading the phone book... then he found a National Geographic. He sat on my lap and we looked at all the beautiful pictures together. He became quite fascinated with an article about the polar bears in Alaska. As we were looking at the pictures I told Conner a wonderful story about the polar bears.
...Conner D left Foley and went to Alaska to search for polar bears. While he was searching he found him self a wife and her name was Elizabeth. Together they searched, and took pictures of all the different bears they found in the cold land of Alaska. They had two children. A little boy named Oscar and a little girl named Olivia. Together they were a family looking for polar bears. One day Conner D. decided he missed his family in Foley - especially his big sister JaciAnna who was still older than him...(this is another story!). So back to Foley he went, taking his beautiful wife and children with him. They brought two polar bears back to Minnesota with them, their names were Lilly and Paco. Soon they found Foley to be to small for their big bears so they moved them to their own home in St. Paul at the Minnesota Zoo.
...as I was telling this sweet little boy on my lap the story, I would change my voice and start laughing... trying to make the story more fun. He would then put his hand to his mouth and laugh also - he was enjoying the fun that I was having in telling him this great fabricated story!
...when the story was done
...Conner D looked at me with the sweetest smile and said...
"GRANDMA, YOU'RE WEIRD!"
We laughed so hard!
Then two weeks later Conner called me and he still remembered the story of the polar bears in Alaska. He was telling me that he and his daddy were singing "North to MALASKA!" as he told me he was laughing. He also told me that his daddy made PASGETTI and round meatballs for supper... and he laughed some more.
I laughed and laughed and on the other end of the phone I could hear my little boy
enjoying my fun!!
P.S. - When God hears His children laugh... He smiles!

Monday, November 1, 2010

Harvest fest

And so I was thinking... I know, it is scary - but my mind gets to wondering as I try to figure out how things happened the way they did. ...It brings me to Halloween - which is the day before "All Saints day". It was a pagan day in which they would carve out pumpkins in scary faces and light them to keep away the evil spirits. All kinds of weird things... ghosts and goblins, witches and vampires... then there came the "tricks and treats" part - where in the world that came in I don't know. Now all of a sudden it is a big day for retailers. It is a bigger day than valentines day or Christmas as far as candy sales go. They sell lights, decorations, costumes, candy, whatever you would want you can get starting in August.
... I love the idea of kids dressing up, really, anyone getting to dress up for that matter. Be someone they want to be for a day. So why can't we just change this whole day? Lets set the rules ourselves and not let the retailers tell us what to do!
... My vote:
...September 30th, from 5:00 - 9:00
...Everyone dress up as they want to and walk the streets, knocking on peoples doors - say "hello, I am _______ and I would like a treat! Thanks!
...Start decorating the week before, carving pumpkins, setting out gourds putting up lights what ever you want... it is our day now - not the retailers! Put out some hay bales and a couple of corn shocks, a scarecrow or two. Leave it up as long as you want to - fall is a long season not just a day like halloween.
...lets just say for one year just to do fun things... no ghosts and goblins, devils or vampires. But, dress up as whoever or whatever you want, so no one knows you!
Okay - I am starting to feel better now...
Just knowing that the choice is really ours to do with it as we want to...
...Wont the retailers be surprised when all of their lights sell, all of their candy, their fall decorations etc... every last one will be gone...
- - but, there on the shelf will set all of the "scary" stuff - as we have decided to take halloween and change the whole darn thing! We will be all done celebrating the harvest by the time you realize what is going on Mr. Walmart, Ms. Target. WE are having fun -hope you will get on board next year!!
P.S. If you have any skeletons for our little ones - we are NOT buying them - send them to china or where ever they came from and pack up the bottled water too!
Thank-you!
Sincerely,
The Harvest fest steering committee.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Skully!


Along with the dress shopping girls week-end... came the "guys" fish fry at our house... ...First, we all got to go out to a farm and see Chris Lillenthals "Exotic Animals" after the dress shopping. He had Emu's, llamas (llama llama red pajamas!), kangaroo's, wallaby's and different kinds of birds. I was very thank-ful to Chris for sharing his knowledge and love for these animals with us all!
...Second, Mr. Tim Berger brought Skully over for a little visit. Skully is Tim's parrot, his friend! All the girls were skirmish not quite wanting Skully to be to close, they wanted Tim to just hold him so they could look. And then came Conner D...
...He would be brave and let Skully set on his shoulder! It lasted for about 5 seconds so thank-goodness someone had the camera ready! There was lots of laughter as he let the bird on his shoulder and then suddenly needed his mother!
...Third, came the frying of the fish! Curt was the main fryer and WOW! was it ever good! Curt, myself, mom, Jeff,Ann, Emily, Chris, JaciAnna, Conner D, Lindsey, Lacey, Krzysztof, NolaJean, Robin, Al, Brittany, Dylan, Miranda (Carol and Du were at a wedding, Jeremy was hunting) and Tim came to help us eat up all of Curts great fall fishing! We had lettuce salad, potato salad, raspberry brownies, banana bars, fresh bakery buns, beans, and did I mention FISH?
...First, I give thanks to our God for all of His many Blessings! For being with friends and family and enjoying the Love between us all.
...Second, I give thanks for people like Tim B., and Chris L., for sharing their animals with those of us that love them, but not for very long periods of time!
...Third, I give thanks for little boys willing to try something new even when all of those around him are afraid...
......and for momma's ready to be there when the braveness turns to fear. And that momma holds you until everything is well with your soul!
Thank You Jesus for this wonderful week-end!

Angels Dancing


My whole family came home on October 23rd for a day of dress shopping. Lindsey is getting married in April. Emily, JaciAnna, Lacey and Anna are in the wedding. Everyone gathered in the car and went to NewUlm to the store "Sisters" (which I thought was quite fitting). We were treated like Royalty and everyone found a dress they liked! JaciAnna was a wonderfully behaved flower girl who chose not to try on anything. It was jokingly asked if they had a white jogging suite she could wear! What a fun time everyone had! All dresses ordered and down payments made by 11:00! - We loaded up the girls and drove to the Dairy Queen in Winthrop and had a bite to eat together... all of us were laughing and reminiscing. These moments come so far and few between that you must grab a hold of them and remember the details. I remember...
girls, laughing and talking
dresses, beautiful dresses for a wonderful day!
JaciAnna, my first born grandchild - perfectly content being with all of us girls.
polite workers at "Sisters" and the "Dairy Queen"...
and most of all... LOVE. There was so much love in the air that I could feel the Angels Dancing!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

A circle of love.


My favorite Aunt on my mothers side is by far Shirley. My wonderful mom has one sister and her name is Shirley! I have many fond memories through the years of the "ranch" in Willow Lake South Dakota. It is where my mom and Shirley were born and raised. My mom ventured off to Sioux falls, SD to work and Shirley stayed on and married her high school sweetheart. They made their home on a peaceful little acreage right outside the Willow Lake (population 321 - before mom left) city limits. I remember them having horses and always some kind of animals outside and fore sure a dog in the house! The house being full of hospitality and love.
...My Aunt cared for my grandma allowing her 9 more years to live independently in an apartment - even though eye disease had taken almost all of grams site. Shirley was a big part of grams life... taking her meals, setting up house cleaning, taking her to buy groceries, to church, to Minnesota, and assisting her in daily living. It was as if Shirley and Grams came full circle, Shirley being able to help grams as grams had helped her. Grams just moved into a nursing home in Bryant in 2008. She is doing well there also but I am thank-ful she had all those years on her own.... ....As of lately anytime you venture to the Ranch you will usually find Shirley nursing some stray cat and her kittens. On September 26th, 2010 we went to Willow Lake to celebrate my gram-mas 97th birthday... Shirley was again busy with a new litter of kitties that they found under a shed... their momma had left them and they were cold and hungry. Every day she takes a dropper and some kitten milk (that she get from the veterinary clinic) and goes out and sits with the kitties feeding each one by hand. She also lovingly built them an incubator so they would be warm and feel at home when she wasn't there. Before she backs out the car the kittens are safe....
....I wonder if that momma kitty knew that Shirley would find her kitties and take care of them? Knew that she would get them food, find them a warm home, and help them to grow? Until they were able to come full circle and have a life of their own.
It seems my Aunt Shirley's life has a common thread....
....helping people (and animals) close the ends of their circle!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Preacher Man


In 1980 as a young mom I needed a full time job. In October I landed a wonderful full time job, evening hours, thus only needing day care a couple of hours. I started at 3:00 - 11:00 - making it early enough to get home do a couple loads of laundry and get enough sleep to get up in the morning rested. The hours changed through out the years as I gave up a day here and picked one up there... but I stayed at this wonderful place for 26 years! It helped that I absolutely loved my job. It was working in a group home with mentally challenged adults (many my age). I have many great memories of this group home - I hope to share a few through out the year. This one I write today is about a young man who became one of my best friends, how I loved him, he is gone to be with Jesus now... so I write this today in his memory.
...One of my first memories of Marvin was his love of music. In the younger years he and his friends had "instruments" and they would come down into the dining room and play and sing. If anyone came to play the piano - they would play right along. Marvin was given a red, white and blue guitar for Christmas from his parents that first year and you have never seen anyone happier. Always willing to share a "tune".
......do any of you remember the singer "Tiny Tim" (he named his one and only daughter Tulip, if that helps your memory!)? Marvin would sit at the piano on the bench - hands to the keys (not really playing just pretending) and belt out a good melody of "Tip Toe through the Tulips with me"... he got the vibrato exactly right, the high voice...and any time some new girl would start he would serenade them with this song (adding a few words of his own and the girls name). I believe whenever I hear that song in my heart I will fondly think of Marvin.
...He loved to dress up and act things out. Always doing it for his own pleasure but hoping that someone was enjoying his show. It was a beautiful November and one of our staff had a tee pee that they brought and set up out in the front lawn for Thanks-giving. Marvin had an Indian head dress that he had gotten also as a gift.
......have any of you ever seen an actual Indian sitting in a tee pee? Marvin was not to be found one day and I'll be if he wasn't sitting out in that tee pee with his head dress on singing an Indian chant just loud enough for us to enjoy!
...Marvin loved church and he loved Jesus. He was given a bible from the church he attended, probably around 1985 or so. Every Sunday that Bible went to church with him and many times he would get it out during the week. Down in the basement he set up his own church, where he had his Bible stored, crosses on the wall, chairs for the congregation, a pulpit for him, and an old tea set that he used for Communion.
......have any of you ever been to a church service given by someone with Down Syndrome, that can not read but his Bible is worn out from reading it, that has Communion with his Lord without real bread and wine, that prayed in a language only he and God understood?
...What a gift I was given!
...tears of joy fill me as I remember my friend the "Preacher Man". I remember many nights praying with him, his words that I could not understand but I knew were being sent straight to Heaven, his praises to the Lord that were not in tune here on earth, but I knew Heaven was hearing a masterpiece. I remember the peace I would feel inside when I would get a glimpse of him giving a church service, handing out communion to himself, lifting his hands in praise to his God. Most of all I remember the times he would be on his knees, crying and letting me comfort him in prayer.
......I know in my heart that this wonderful man is with Jesus now.
......I know in my heart that Jesus met him where he was at and said "WELL DONE GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT"
......I know in my heart that when I see Marvin again, he will take my hand and ask me to pray with him, then we will sing together as he plays a golden harp - given to him as a gift by Jesus.

(Names,places and dates have been changed, these stories are true only in my mind)

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Two Friends and a baby


This picture reminds me of 30 years ago. I was a young mom and I had two of the best friends in all of the world... and they were there for me and my baby - and now...
... each one of my friends had a daughter the same time I did (1987)
... my two best friends are still the best in all the world...
... and they have given a part of themselves to my family.
And I am so Thank-ful that the Lord has given me time here on earth to see how Blessed I have been through my life to have two special friends, that had two babies, that grew to be two special friends to my baby who is now the mother to Nola Jean!

Prayer

Tonight I went to let Chloe out before I went to bed. It was late and I had just spent time talking with Emily who is pregnant with high blood pressure, talking to my mom on the phone who is taking a new medication that makes her feel dizzy and tired, talking with my friend Missy about her situation and the sadness involved on all sides, talking to my Dr. about my knee which suddenly turned red on the scar and I have a temp of 99.4, praying for a friend who has cancer,writing a prayer on facebook from the Message bible about bringing light into the darkness and letting others see JESUS in our eyes...
...I am tired and walking out the door with Chloe
...behind me to my right I hear "nighty night" - in this eerie sounding whisper
...it scared me so bad and I looked back thinking I would see Curt who probably couldn't sleep either - and he wouldn't know how bad I was shaking and how his voice scared me in this tired state...
...and Curt wasn't there... no one was there...
...trembling I realized it was the devil trying to steal my sleep - trying to scare me with all this stuff...
...and now it is 1:38am, I am so tired...
so, I will take this moment to pray
......Lord Jesus, You have heard my voice tonight, if fear has set in over any of these things that I have mentioned above I ask for forgiveness from You, I lay it all at you feet
...Jesus, please take Emily and heal her in every single place she needs healing, please hold my mother during this time of uncertainty of new medications and soreness from her fall, give Missy and her family peace of mind that all is well, you are in control and you see their pain, take my knee and wrap it in your healing power, rain down your love and healing on those with cancer and their families, and most of all Lord - anyone who doesn't know You as their Savior, that they will meet you before the grave, that they would know of Your word, Your peace, love and joy - I know you love them - we are all Your children, made in Your image. I take my worry and offer it to you in this prayer and I thank-You that You have already won the victory! Amen

Good night everyone! I am tired and going to spend some time in His rest!

Friday, September 24, 2010

Come little Donkey come...

and so...
...we write back and forth on a little block on the bottom right of the screen
.....my friend and I
........and we are laughing so hard - we're not even sure what we are laughing about
.............we are talking about green XL swimsuits that we wore in school
..................we are talking about white speedo swimsuits that should be outlawed
...we miss a few letters, forget to put in spaces between words
......and all of a sudden it gets even funnier
...............I type the words orwill he shave?
....she understands I am calling him - orwill... thus we have a new word
..................making us laugh uncontrollably
.........and we know no one else will understand our craziness
.............that we can have this much fun
...talking about Orwill, speedo's and green swimsuits...
..................and our hope is that everyone will think we are as funny as we think we are!
......as we sing a song of TINGALAYOH...
and try to figure out how to say Spanish words using the French language!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Favorite toys!


Our newest little member of the Schmidt family... Nola Jean! Nola is now 3 months old. She has continued to swim in life's pool and learn and grow as the books say she should. I like to tease her momma that she is "making cream for our Nola jean"... growth is obvious every time you see her! They have now made their first home up in Mpls., Mn. It is a very nice apartment indeed. It is the 3rd floor of the old Sears building which has been reconstructed into apartments and the "Global Market". The last time Nola was home Lacey was reading that she should be having a "favorite toy" by now... Nola's interest in toys up to this point was pretty much zero. I told Lacey she should write a new page that says "my baby does not have a favorite toy yet, however, her favorite color is red and she is learning to spell it." But, sure enough the next day I got a TXT from lacey saying "Nola has been batting the toys hanging on her swing all morning... a new favorite toy?" Isn't it funny how yes, most kids do things around the same time... but not always and that is okay too. I love the song to Jesus about
..."In His time, in His time, He makes all things beautiful in His time"
...our little Nola will do things in His time - and that is okay with us!! Even if she really can't spell red yet! We will wait patiently and love totally as she grows into the life that God has planned for her.
...and I almost forgot... Nola is waiting for a new little girl cousin to be born in January,2011.
...and maybe by then she will be ready to "borrow out" her favorite toy!!