Christmas 2010

Abi had her first white Christmas at the ripe 'ol age of 2. This was the first white Christmas for her parents and her grandparents too. It was beautiful! Fortunately, the roads were passable so it was a lovely, relaxed day with family.

Shame on me for not getting any photos of the rest of the family. With Laura 8 months pregnant it would have been smart of me to record her and Ben so Abi can look back years from now and see her history. Instead Laura took most of the photos with her camera. What was I thinking?

Abi loves to be outside, even when the temperatures are below freezing. She must take after her Grandma. :-)

She is such a delight. She's a lot like her Mom was at this age, willing to please for the most part but with definite ideas of how things should be. Part of that is being 2 but I think there's a lot of personality showing there too.

Here she is with Trisket who was happy to be invited into her lap.

Abi, Laura and I made Gingermen cookies a week or two ago. Abi had the most fun playing in the dough and later adding sprinkles. She didn't care if the sprinkles stuck or not, she just like shaking the bottle and watching the sprinkles fly! I want to add a whole slew of photos but instead I'll create a Facebook album and you can look at them there.

Larry is in the clouds.

Larry was in the clouds on Sunday... sort of. From looking at the photos you might argue that there were no clouds. You'd be right but he was flying high just the same.

Through a fellow CAP Member, Enrique (shown here in the yellow tow plane), Larry got an opportunity to fly in a glider. This is an opportunity that he's been excited about but wasn't sure how or when it would happen. CAP has a glider in TN and CAP wants people to use it but making that happen hasn't been as easy as he had hoped.

He and Enrique got to talking at the CAP

meeting last Thursday. Enrique is a real character... very interesting and very adventurous. He's upbeat, busy, creative and a fast talker with a heavy accent. He's a lot of fun to talk to. Though he loves to fly, hang gliding is his passion.

Anyway, Enrique flies just about anything but helicopters. He often tows gliders up and pilots gliders as well. He took Larry along with him this time. Larry had to wait a few hours as he watched others be towed up and glide. During the wait he was able to talk to other people who

were there to fly and learned a lot. When it was his turn to go up in the glider Enrique piloted until there were up and then gave Larry the controls. They were up for about a half hour but the air was cooling as it was near the end of the day and drew their gliding to an early end. I'm sure there will be more opportunities in the future.

Thanksgiving 2010

Thanksgiving this year was very enjoyable. Dad and Millie came from PA, the Cochran family came from Woodstock and the Snell family (of three and a half) came from 20 minutes away. All together we had 14 in our little house. Fortunately the weather was decent and we were able to spill out onto the front porch. If everyone had as good a time as I did then it was a wonderful day.

The next day Larry and I and Dad and Millie took a very short train ride through a tunnel and to a turn-about, visited a workshop and then back again.

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Another huge project complete!

2010 - the year Larry built an entire apartment in our basement. He started out moving the existing lights in the garage and framing some of the walls. Then he wired for the apartment. He worked on plumbing next and then more framing. You may recall that I posted some photos when it was framed.

Insulation was next with special emphasis given to sound deadening. That wasn't easy with the kind of joists we have holding up our main floor. In order to add to the sound dampening he also put in two layers of sheetrock on the apartment ceiling with a small gap between them. It added to the cost but hopefully will pay off in keeping good tenants. Then he added the sheetrock to the walls and then taped and textured the walls. The painting, then flooring, then trim, appliances, countertops, window trim, etc, etc, etc.

Writing this all out makes for a short list but everything takes time - more than it would seem up front. Larry worked very hard for many months. Before he had it fully sheetrock, Laura and Ben found a renter. That increased the pace so the last 6 weeks or so Larry was working really hard on it. He finished the week-end before Thanksgiving, the day before her move-in date.

I'm very proud of him. All the while he was working on the apartment I was outside working in the garden or yard. This didn't contribute to the apartment at all but did contribute to the Okra and Peppers he wanted. :-)

Ruffles' new friend

Ruffles was lonely and needed a buddy. So the search began for another dog. He or she needed to be about her size and low shedding. I found this little white one on Craigslist. I'm guessing she's a Maltese / Yorkie mix. We met at a dog park and they got along very well so I brought her home. She came to us with the name "Flea".

Do you like that name? Not us. So, we thought and thought and came up with "Pringles". Cute, right? That stuck until a couple days ago when Larry said we should call her Scruffy. Now I'm confused (and so is she) because he's calling her Scruffy and I'm calling her Pringles, Scruffy, Flea and White Dog, Abi's name for her.

Whatever her name ends up being, she is a pretty good dog. She begs; you know, hanging around the kitchen while I'm cooking (not Ruffles) and she's a licker (not Ruffles) which we're discouraging. She was also accustom to being on furniture. I think she's more or less got the idea that's not allowed here. That's pretty good for just one week. She is completely housebroken, not much of a barker, loves to sit on someones lap (just like Ruffles) and is just generally pretty good. Best of all, the two of them get along very well. They sleep in the same crate and keep each other company while we're gone. It's a pretty good arrangement.

Wreaths Across America

For the few people who visit this blog, you know Larry and I recently joined the Civil Air Patrol. Larry has hit the ground running - already advancing to 2nd Lieutenant and is learning to be the Public Relations person. I'm still trying to decide what role I want to take on.

At any rate, the real reason for this entry is an effort called Wreaths Across America. The paragraphs below say it better than I can.

The Chattanooga Composite Squadron of the Civil Air Patrol is proud to be the location leader for the 5th annual Wreaths Across America ceremony at the Chattanooga National Cemetery. This year we are also joined by a multitude of other community organizations and groups.

When it was held for the first time in 2006, six wreaths were placed in a ceremony at the cemetery’s Armed Forces Memorial. In 2007, 120 wreaths were placed at the headstones of our local veterans followed by a ceremony honoring veterans and active duty members of all branches of the Armed Forces. In 2008, with the addition of sponsor groups, over 1000 headstones were decorated with sponsored wreaths. 2009 surprised us all with a record 1440 wreaths and over 17 sponsor groups participating, it was our most successful Wreaths Across America ceremony to date.

Our Mission is to Remember the fallen, Honor those who serve, and Teach our children the importance of protecting this country and the freedom we have. Please join us.

Sponsorships are $15 each. Proceeds place a wreath at Chattanooga National Cemetery; help support our fundraising partners, educational and veterans services outreach. Please note that all sponsorships are sent directly to the location and no wreaths are sent to the individuals purchasing sponsorships.

http://www.kitepilot.com/wreathsacrossamerica/form2010.doc This link has an order form although you can order online. Here's a link for that option quite easily at www.WreathsAcrossAmerica.org. Be sure to use Group ID TNCAP192 so our squadron will get credit for your purchase.

Abi the HoneyBee

Abi is two. As such, she didn't want to wear her bee costume for long. Actually, she didn't want to wear it at all but finally went along with it for 10 whole minutes. We quickly snapped some photos while she was still willing to smile about it.

:-)

It helped only a little that Pooh bear was wearing his bee costume too.

You may notice that Abi is hanging onto Ruffles'

leash. She doesn't miss a chance to be the boss of the dog.

I'm so glad that Ruffles is patient and easy going. I got some photos of Abi hugging Ruffles and patting her eyes but I'll spare sharing every single photo with you. I realize I get a bigger kick out of these than you do.

It's Autumn

This is my favorite time of year - especially here in TN. Even though we've essentially had nearly two months of drought (not normal for this part of the country), the trees are still trying to put on a show. Some started dropping their leaves early as a means of survival, others have hung on until the right time. The Dogwoods are the deepest red I've seen in our 3 Autumns here. It's odd that every year has been completely different.

I'm in my leaf gathering mode. I chop them up and use them as mulch for the flower beds. While everyone else is trying to get rid of them, I'm trying to get them. I offer to scoop them from my neighbor's yards and they can't believe I want them. They love getting rid of them so it's a win/win situation. I just hope they don't catch on.

Laura, Ben and Abi went to a pumpkin patch near Murfreesboro with their good friends. Amber took some great photos that they shared and I wanted to pass along. Abi is changing in looks again so I figured it was time for some photos.

Ruffles

Ruffles - our new little dog. We finally found a great one!

Every day for weeks I spent hours at the computers searching through PetFinder which seems to be THE place to go to post an available dog. I'd look other places too but most leads wound back up there. I thought I had found one, applied, only to be told by the rescue lady that it wasn't a good match for me - even though she'd never met me or visited my home. She didn't like the fact that I said I would leave it outside a few hours a day. I thought I would be doing a dog a favor to give it some fresh air. Good grief.

I looked some more. If you've not looked for a dog before, you'd be surprised at all the tough cases these rescue groups take on. Puppy Mill dogs have the most to overcome. Many shelter dogs do too. A good percentage have heartworm - which is extremely costly to treat and takes months. Because of the costs involved in rescue and vets, the adoption fees are high - up to $250 for a mixed breed. It's crazy.

So, I started avoiding rescue groups if I could and focused on county shelters. I found another that looked great but someone beat me to her by a hair. I kept looking. Morning, noon and evening I

was checking Craigslist, PetFinder, and the local classifieds. I even started to consider a puppy. Yes, a purebred puppy that would cost hundreds of dollars to buy followed by hundreds of dollars in vet bills.

That's when I found this little dog at a shelter about an hour from here. In the posting they caller her a West Highland White (shows what they know) but in the photo they posted she looked like a Norwich (or Norfolk, I don't remember which). I called and was told someone else was coming to look at her. I figured I'd lost this one too. I called again after they should have seen her and was told they wouldn't give her to them because they were going to make her an outside dog. She's little (14 pounds) and they didn't think she would fare so well during the winters so they declined their application. So, I took off from work early and hurried up there.

It's hard to tell from just a few minutes with a dog, and I was a little shaken from my previous experience, but she seemed like a happy dog. I held her upside down like a baby and she relaxed in my arms. That's amazing. I learned to do that with puppies when I was with CCI. It's a good way to tell their personalities from a submissive / dominate standpoint. She's not a puppy but she acted like a submissive one. She also relieved herself outside while on a leash which I considered to be very good (after my last experience). So, I paid the fee ($60, plus $18 for a heartworm test) and made arrangements to pick her up two days later so she could be spayed.

Two days later I make the drive again. When I picked her up I was told they discovered she had already been spayed so since we was out anyway they trimmed her nails, cleaned her teeth, and tested for heartworms and intestinal worms. She got a clean bill of health.

She has turned out to be a great little dog. She's housebroken, well mannered (with the exception of jumping and we're working on that), she doesn't beg but she loves to sleep in our laps while we watch TV. She is good with Abi. She hasn't bothered a single shoe, sock, or any other item. She does have a little separation anxiety but I think she'll get over that. She is adapting to the crate nicely. She sheds just a little bit. She doesn't seem to know any obedience but she has already learned to "wait" which I consider to be the most useful command ever. It would be hard to hand pick a better dog. Someone must really be missing her.

I'm guessing she's a Yorkie/Schnauzer mix but I'll never know for sure. It doesn't matter what she is along as we're a good fit for each other. I think we finally found it. Whew!

What's her name didn't work out

It's time to admit, here on the blog, that "What's her name" is no longer with us. It's hard to admit because I'm embarrassed about adopting a cat last year and a dog this year that didn't work out for us. I'm beginning to wonder if there's something wrong with me. (If you look at me through the eyes of a rescue group you would too.) What's her name (Monica, Phoebe, Reebee) wasn't happy and wasn't cooperating. I believe she needed 1) a doggy friend 2) a fenced yard and 3) no crate.

She hated being put in the crate but I was doing it more and more because she began relieving herself in the house. I would take her outside (on a leash and walk or hang around with her for 30 or more minutes and she wouldn't relieve herself. Then, when we came back inside she'd act like she needed to go outside. So out we'd go again. We did make a very nice fenced area under our deck (which is on the second story) which is protected from sun and rain. She wouldn't relieve herself out there either. She could hold it for hours and hours on end! But then, I'd find a puddle on the bathroom rug. She did that in the middle of the night several times, even though I'd take her out right before bed. (Back in the crate at night for her.) It got old real fast. She also wouldn't play much either. I found out she could. She played tug with me twice for less than a minute each. Most of the time she acted like she had no idea what play was. The last thing that tipped the scale against her is her snarling at me while grooming her. I was careful not to hurt but she'd lift her lip and growl. I didn't have a good enough relationship with her to know if she would hurt me or not. I finally decided she just wasn't happy and in the long haul we probably wouldn't be happy either. We called her foster home (who had asked us to call if it didn't work out) and gave her back. They were happy to have her and she's been good as gold at their house. Go figure.

Since then I continue to look for a dog that fits with us, so someday you'll see another post about another dog. We're looking for that special dog that really fits with our family and is as special as Angel and Kennyon (our extra special CCI dogs).

Civil Air Patrol

It seems the posts are getting further and further apart. I guess that means life is settling into a routine. Of course, if you know Larry, life is seldom a routine for very long.

He's still working on the basement remodel but, in his usual fashion, he is looking several steps ahead. He's not one to live in the moment like I'm prone to do. As he considered options of different hobbies or careers (to supplement his auditing job now) several were being considered. This included pursuing his magician hobby, setting up a stain glass shop and perhaps marketing finished pieces and... it seems like there was a third but I don't remember it now. For some reason I just don't understand, gardening was never in the top 10 things to consider. We would have made a great team. Oh well.

During the midst of all this discussion, the idea of Civil Air Patrol (CAP) starting climbing the "list". We have a good friend who is involved and the two of them got to talking. I showed some interest too which really fueled the fire. We visited a meeting and decided to join. That was about a month ago. Larry joined first and I followed shortly behind.

Some of you may not know that Larry has a pilot's license, it's just been inactive for a good long time. He can reactive his license without too much trouble and then he can be an asset to the local squadron. In truth, we can both be assets to the squadron without being pilots.

It's a different sort of volunteer opportunity as it's actually a civilian branch of the Air Force. As such, there are strict rules and structure. This can be an advantage as the roles are clearly defined and you know what you need to do. As I see it there are two paths to follow. One is in support of the squadron itself (support roles such as leaders, admins, communications, educators, etc.) and then specialty roles for missions and exercises (pilots, observers, scanners, ground crews and the like). There are ranks to achieve (such as lieutenant, captain, major, etc.). It really is different than anything other volunteer role I've ever been in.

Why am I doing it (you might ask)? For two reasons. First, for the purpose of volunteering in a meaningful organization. This is an adult squadron (called a "Senior Squadron") but there is a Cadet Squadron in town too that Larry has visited a number of times. The two overlap from time to time. CAP is involved in three main areas: 1) Aerospace Education 2) Emergency Services and 3) Cadet Programs. The other reason I joined is so that I would be involved in something with Larry where we both know the people and the jargon and can go together to functions (whether that be meetings, missions, or trainings). This will certainly do that. We could both make second jobs out of this if we let it.

What's her name

This is our newly adopted dog (not a foster but a keeper). She was a stray that someone took to a local shelter. Nobody came to claim her and she was up for adoption. I'm not quite sure why I decided to adopt, as it goes against my experiences and my own belief that one should get to know a dog before agreeing to live with them. That's why I was fostering in the first place. In spite of my own best judgement I moved ahead with adoption. We did meet Monica (the name the shelter gave her) once in a park. We asked Ben, Laura and Abi to come too as we wanted to see how she would do with everyone. She did fine but was more interested in the park than us. Is this good reason to adopt? No, but still I forged ahead. We agreed to take her but asked if her foster home would keep her an additional week while we went on vacation. They graciously agreed. It was actually a good time for her to recuperate from being spayed.

It's been a week since we brought her home. She moped around all week-end, piddled in the house 3 times, jumped on the bed and furniture and growled when we scolded her. I began to think I had made an awful mistake. Her only redeeming point was that she was gentle with Abi and didn't mind at all when Abi gave her a hug. Even so, I was ready to take her back. It was Larry who encouraged me to give her some time (the tables were turned from our normal "who has more patience" roles).

I'm glad we waited as she has improved immensely. No more "accidents" in the house, no more growling, very few furniture violations. She really is trying to please and she's does love to snuggle. I'm actually beginning to like her very much.

Larry has built a doggy yard so she can be outside some during the day (though she seems to bark constantly when outside). She isn't fond at all of the crate (yet).

Her foster home thought she was a PBGV (Petit Basset Griffon Vendeen) so we thought we'd call her Phoebe. But now, after consulting some PBGV owners we've decided she's just a terrier mix - maybe some Llaso Apso and Schnauzer and who knows what all else. Now we're rethinking her name and haven't decided anything. Thumper is a possibility as she thumps her tail rather soundly when wagging. That's just one idea. Abi pronounces Phoebe as Reebee. Maybe that's what we'll call her. Who knows what will stick.

Vacation

Last week, Larry and I had a week's vacation. We revisited a couple capitol buildings (NC because we couldn't remember it and VA because we remember it fondly.)

We stayed at Shenandoah Crossing, a resort outside of Charlottesville, VA (near Gordonsville). It's a horse ranch setting but my visions of having ready access to the horses was just a dream.

We did ride one day and enjoyed it, even though it was

one of those follow-the-leader type rides at a very slow pace.

Larry rode the paint and I rode the mule that you can sort of see

on the left hand side of the photo.

We were only a few miles from James Monroe's house (our 4th President) which is called Montpelier. It's fun to visit historical places such as these.

So , for as much for our own memories as for your info, here are

some photos.

Abi - the budding photographer

Abi is quite the photographer. No joke. She took these first two photos! The last two photos we took of her (as if you couldn't tell). Just so you know, Addie - the white dog in the photo - was a foster dog who is no longer living with us.

We said good-bye to Addie yesterday. I wish I could say she was adopted but she wasn't. Rather, we're going on vacation in a couple weeks and took advantage of some transports of other dogs that happen to be converging in Chattanooga. Addie is transferring to another foster home in the Atlanta area where she'll expand her horizons some more.

She made tons of progress while she was with us. She made many people friends and even got used to Abi. (Imagine the confusion of having Addie and Abi in the same room. I think they would both get confused when talking to either of them.) Here, Abi is taking a picture of me taking a picture of them.

We'll miss our little Addie but we're looking forward to fostering others. Instead of sticking to Eskies, I am going to work with a local all breed rescue. For Larry's sake we're going to try to stick to breeds that shed less. (Addie shed profusely.)

Addie

Addie has come to live with us for a while. She is an American Eskimo dog who was rescued from a puppy mill at 10 months old. I can only guess as to what her life was like for those first 10 months. I suspect she was caged the whole time with precious little human interaction. She lived for two months at the home of the rescue family among several other dogs. Now, she's living with us as an only dog (we're called a foster home) and learning to trust people more. She is gaining confidence with each passing day.

With me, she is a loving dog who is willing to please. She loves to snuggle and hang around. She is still learning to trust Larry. He is working with her more while I'm home to see if he can win her over completely.

She is fully afraid of anyone else. She'll growl at new people and if they press themselves on her she's been known to snap, though some have been able to actually pet her. It seems to take at least 3 introductions over a period of a week or so for her to accept someone new. I've taken her to the local pet store a couple times which is excellent for her.

Naturally, we've been extra, extra cautious around Abi. Addie and Abi been together 3 times now and the last time Addie was able to relax some. Abi even took the leash and led Addie around (with me between them just in case). Addie looked at me as if to say "Is she allowed to do this?".

If you remember Kennyon, Addie is about the same size (actually a few pounds lighter). When Addie is feeling confident and happy she holds her tail high over her back. We like to see this.

So the goal right now is to socialize and train. We're teaching her the basics (sit, stay, etc) while also teaching her how to play and how to be a proper citizen (no you don't chew socks nor kleenex). She rarely barks and is fairly easy to live with. She walks on a leash very well.

The rescue organization she belongs to is http://midsoutheskiealliance.rescuegroups.org/. There is a profile for Addie on their web-page.

Abi's new shirt

Last week we celebrated Abi's 2nd birthday. She blew bubbles and blew out the candles on her birthday carrot cupcake. She opened presents like a pro. What a difference a year makes. She is a wonderful little person.

Yesterday, Abi brought her parents over and she was wearing a Starbucks apron. She seemed very proud of it of her apron but it turned out to be the shirt underneath that was all the buzz. Check this out!

Whooohoooo! We're very excited. Abi was saying "Big Sister" so I think she's excited too.

A Glorious Spring

Before I get into this, I would like to express my sympathy to all the people in my town who suffer with allergies. I know you are suffering greatly this year and I'm sorry for that.

In all other respects, this has been a glorious Spring. I've not experienced one quite like this in all my life. After a long and very cold Winter; one in which many of us wondered would ever end, it turned pleasantly warm, almost overnight. Our night temperatures have been in the 40's mostly since about mid-March (just estimating).

In my experience, the trees usually bloom in succession, with some minor exceptions, first the Bradford Pears, then the Redbuds, then the Dogwoods. Interspersed among those are the flowering fruiting or non-fruiting trees (Plums, Almonds, Peaches, Crabapples, and such). This year has been different. The early flowering trees got a late start and the others were pretty much on time so they almost all bloomed at once. The Bradford Pears were first but just barely and they overlapped with the Redbuds who are blooming simultaneously with the Dogwoods. What a beautiful show! Our own Dogwoods, who seemed to be suffering in years passed, seem much healthier and happier this year. I've been trying to take care of them but I'm not sure I personally have made much of a difference. I think it's just a good year for them because there has been no frost to discourage them.

These flowering shrubs (Bridal Veil Spirea) along the driveway are living their last days. After they finish flowering I plan to pull them out (maybe I'll take some out this year and the rest next year) and replace them with Virginia Sweetspire - a fine native to this area that blooms in summer with fragrant flowers and then has wonderful red foliage in the fall that hangs on well into Winter. It will be shorter and hopefully better suited to this spot.

This is our Peach Tree just beginning to bloom (several weeks ago). It's finished now and full of leaves. Hopefully we'll have some peaches this year!

And finally, here's Abi, looking so big, riding the rocking horse and watching Veggie Tales. She was rather tired and would lay her head down between the horses ears every now and then. Very cute. She has added to the joy of this Spring - she is such a delight.

Larry's newest project

Larry hadn't even put his tools away yet from residing, putting down hardwood floors and remodeling the kitchen when he started in on the basement remodel. He's building a small apartment in the basement / garage. It will still be a garage but it will also house an apx 400 sq. ft. one bedroom apartment.

The bathroom is plumbed and framed; the kitchen is plumbed and now walls are going up. Here are some photos to give you an idea. There will be more to come for sure.

The first is the studded wall of the bedroom. In the second photo Larry is walking where the closet will be, across from the bathroom door. That's the bathroom to his left. The last is the where the kitchen will be. It sure looked a lot bigger on paper and when it was all open. It's looking pretty small now but it will have all the comforts of a bigger place - including a window at the kitchen sink. I don't even have that!

What does one do on a snow day?

Yesterday afternoon at 1:04 it started snowing. By the time I got off work at 4:30 the snow was about about 3" thick (seemed like 4" but the ruler proved otherwise). We Southerners (do you like how I called myself a Southerner?) don't know how to drive in the snow and I'm not sure the city even tried to treat the roads. I think this storm surprised them. I don't know where all the people came from but it was bumper to bumper traffic in all directions and the fastest anyone was driving was 15 miles an hour. At times we were stopped still in our tracks for minutes at a time. My gas tank light came on shortly after leaving work telling me I that I needed to fill the tank. Fortunately with everybody moving so slowly there weren't any accidents that I heard of, though I saw people sliding and did a little slip of my own. What normally takes me 10 minutes to drive took me about an hour. I was happy to get home with a little bit of gas left in my tank. One co-worker who's commute is usually about 20 mintues was on the road for almost 3 hours trying to get home.

The snow had quit falling by then and no more snow fell during the night but it's almost the end of the day today and plenty of snow still remains. It got up to 37 degrees today so we've had some melting goin on. Tonight it's going to freeze so it'll be icy in the morning. We're going to stay home until it thaws. I expect all the snow will melt completely tomorrow as it's supposed to get up to 48 degrees.

So, no yard work today and I wasn't inclined to go out. So what should I do? Make soap, of course!

Well - maybe not "of course" but that is what I did today. This is something I've been planning to do for quite some time. I have been gathering the tools (a soup pot here, a roaster pan there, etc) and ingredients. This particular recipe called for lye, olive oil, coconut oil and shea butter. It was time to take the plunge!

My teacher is a book called "Smart Soapmaking" by Anne L Watson. She lays it all out simply and easily; explaining what's going on chemically (not too technical), suggests a starter recipe but includes several others and gives step by step instructions. It took me a couple hours but most of that was prep time and clean up time. The actual soap making took about 20 minutes. With practice, the prep and clean-up will go much faster. I'd love to show you photos but that will have to wait for another time. I was home alone while making it so there was no one to take pictures. :-(

I can show you pictures of the snow though.

It's been 33 years

A week ago today we had a visit from a friend from our youth - Jim Redwine. While we've stayed in touch through our parents (pre-internet; well actually - pre-computers, I think), later via email and later still via yahoo groups and Facebook, we actually hadn't seen each other in 33 years. We were so privileged to have several hours together. Jan and John came (John's taking the picture) because they go back that far with us. (Poor Judy was home with a cold and was selfish about sharing her "fun". We missed having Bud and Lacey too).

Jim is very interesting to talk to as he has done so much in his lifetime, lived so many places and has so many interests (and stories to tell). I think we could have talked for days.

Thank you Jim for coming! Next time, bring Caryn... and the kids.

Brrrr Cold

Sorry - no photos but I just wanted to say "It's cold"!

I've heard of cold winters in these parts but this is the coldest it's been since we've lived here. I suppose that's not saying much since this is only our 4th Winter but still. Even the "natives" are saying this December was colder than usual and now that we're into the first week of January it's even colder. Yesterday it snowed - just enough to put about 1/4" of snow on the surface of things - but then it froze. A good bit of that 1/4" is still here tonight. Today we had a high of 22 degrees! Yes, I said "high". I thought we lived in the South!

The Big Day

January 1st, 2010... "The Big Day" finally arrived. Dad & Millie got hitched!

I'm sure it was a tough decision but they decided to get married in our home. I believe weather was a big consideration for this and it turned out to be a good decision - at least for those of us in the South - because there was 8" of snow "back home" and more on the way. Here, we had a beautiful day; very cold with temps in the low 30's, but blue skies none-the-less. Whatever the reasons were, I feel quite blessed that we were able to be in attendance.

I didn't think to count how many were here while it was happening but I do believe there were 15, counting Dad, Millie and Walter, the preacher. There were 7 more (if I count correctly) in attendance via the phone as well. We had this idea to call anyone available back home and let them listen in on the ceremony. I hoped they could hear okay.

Millie prepared a small feast that could have served twice or three times as many people as were there. It was all yummy, especially the potato soup she made.

Don't they look happy? (Did you notice that the bride and groom on the cake top are sitting down?) So cute (both couples, that is).