2008 has been a horrible, terrible, very bad, no good year!
That's sounds funny and flip but it was really a BAD year!
In Hubby's brother died--well he killed himself; leaving a wife and 3 kids.
In May Hubby's Dad died--he was 71.
In August Bruce died.
In October ML died.
On a good note we are closer to Jules and the kids then before. We talk and and email weekly.
We have become friend with Jules neighbors.
We have reconnected with old friends.
Hubby and I are making changes in our lives. As we start to raise from the ashes, we are discovering what is important.
So welcome 2009! I am glad to meet meet you! I hope you will be kinder than 2008!
I live in the Happy Valley where; food is organic,everyone drives hybrid car and shaving is optional. How is a city girl to survive?
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Suburbs
We live in the woods.
Jules lives in the suburbs.--There is a big difference.
Yesterday we went to the grocery store. OMG-it was HUGE!!!!!
The section that sold beauty products was bigger than the entire Big Y in our area.
You could buy clothes, furniture, appliances,books, shoes and of course food.
And no this was not a Costco--this was the regular grocery store!
At our grocery store, we don't even sell wine!
I feel a little like Dorothy!
Todo-we are not in the Happy Valley anymore!
Jules lives in the suburbs.--There is a big difference.
Yesterday we went to the grocery store. OMG-it was HUGE!!!!!
The section that sold beauty products was bigger than the entire Big Y in our area.
You could buy clothes, furniture, appliances,books, shoes and of course food.
And no this was not a Costco--this was the regular grocery store!
At our grocery store, we don't even sell wine!
I feel a little like Dorothy!
Todo-we are not in the Happy Valley anymore!
Friday, December 26, 2008
We're Off to See the Family
We head out to Ohio today.
Be gone for a week.
Will post when I can.
I hope everyone had a nice holiday
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas Eve
I got all the shopping done!
6 hours of " last minute " stuff and Ta Da--shopping done.
Today's list
1. Wrap
2. Finish laundry
3. Wrap
4. Cook chicken and olive dish for Christmas Eve dinner
5. Wrap
6. The kids to pageant rehearsal by 4
7. Wrap
8. Church at 6
9. Wrap
10. Relaxing dinner here
Oh, crap I haven't wrapped yet!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
A Little Corny
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Our Winter wonderland
This is our back yard.
I love that rock.
It seems to mark the seasons.
Yesterday's snow amount--10 inches.
More coming tomorrow
Friday, December 19, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Old Traditions
Ever since Daughter was two, she has been baking Christmas cookies with Sue.
It is a tradition.
When they first started, it was sugar cookies.
They would roll out the dough, cut out shapes and bake.
After they cooled Daughter would proceed to decorate
EVERY inch of the cookie !
Only Sue's son Eric, was brave enough to eat them!
Over the years they have expanded their menu to include:
Peanut Butter Balls, fudge, Snickerdoodles, Grand Grahams.
This year they added Candy Cane Bark!!
A BIG HIT!!!
Monday, December 15, 2008
New Traditions
Son no longer believes in Santa--I am crushed.
He is 8.
I was hoping for another year, but no.
I explained to Son that now that he knew about Santa, he had to become part of the Christmas magic.
Yesterday I took the kids to Target.
They each brought money that they had earned.
Each of them picked out a toy.
Son a cute stuffed animal. Daughter a small art desk.
We took them to the library where they are having a toy drive.
Son looked longingly at stuffed animal and gave it to the woman collecting toys.
As we walked back to the car I told Son that on Christmas morning some little boy will see that stuffed animal under their tree and think Santa put it there.
" Wow!!" he exclaimed through a HUGE smile.
Maybe not believing in Santa is not such a sad thing after all!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Weather #2
Snow Day!
Well actually ice day.
Trees are covered with ice. It is still raining and the winds are excepted to pick up.
Only bad thing--the roof is leaking!! YIKES
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Weather
And the rain, rain came down, down , down
So Piglet started bailing.
He was unaware, while top his chair,
While sailing he was bailing!
Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day
You guess it--It is pouring today.
Snow yesterday. Rain and 60 today, tomorrow ice storm
Welcome to New England!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Profound
I do Yoga.
I have a Yoga instructor--Beth.
She is Great and she has become my friend.
The other day I was discouraged. Feeling fat and overwhelmed.
She told me the most profound thing--
The process is the purpose.
I feel like she gave me keys to the Emerald City.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Wondering Out Loud #7
We were writing about snow today--
What do you hear?
Do you hear silence or snow mobiles or whining or crunching or Jack Frost or sleigh bells or wind or nothing? An undefinable hush.
What do you see?
Is it heavy snow, light snow, fluffy snow, drifting snow, snow blizzard snow or Charlie Brown snow?
Snow it is so much more than white.
Each snow flake is unique--just like us.
So what kind of snow are you?
Me, I am definitely Charlie Brown .
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Sorting
I am going through ML clothes.
I want to do it--I think she would want me to do it.
I arrive--I feel funny, strange, detached.
I start sorting.
I run across things that have stories attached to them.
I found myself thinking selfish thoughts --
" I want that, I know the story, others do not."
Then I stop-
Be fair, I think. This is not about you
Then I run into things I have not been asked to sort.
" Ohh, I would love to have that because it reminds of something we did together."
Do I take it now or wait?.....
Now I feel like a vulture. Circling, picking out it's prey.
I go back and finish sorting.
There are piles.
Piles for us, piles for Jules, piles for Hubby's brother.
And finally piles for the Hospice Thrift shop.
That pile is the hardest.
It contains Christmas sweaters that she wore that don't fit anyone.
It contains beautiful outfits that she wore and only she could pull off.
I put the piles in the cars.
The hospice ones go in the back.
Those are the ones we will never see again.
Just like we won't see ML again.
I sit in the car and cry.
She isn't coming back. She doesn't need her clothes.
She is really gone.
Friday, December 5, 2008
The Nutcracker
Thursday, December 4, 2008
December
You know it is December because you hear Christmas carols everywhere you go.
You know it is December because you start looking up cookie recipes.
You know it is December because you start checking the mailbox for Christmas cards from long lost friends.
You know it is December because lights appear on trees.
You know it is December because you are not worried about your diet.
You know it is December because your kids are too excited to sleep.
You know it is December because Santa Claus, Rudolph, Frosty and the Grinch are on TV.
You know it is December because you update your address book.
You know it is December because you actually read the ad section of the paper.
You know it is December because there is no tape in the house.
You know it is December because every weekend is busier than the last one.
You know it is December because there are advent calendars up.
You know it is December because there are candy canes in the store.
You know it is December because you smell pine.
You know it is December because there is a feeling of magic in the air!!!
Christmas Decorations
Monday, December 1, 2008
The Monday After Thanksgiving
Did you notice how hard going back to work is the Monday after Thanksgiving?
You spent the weekend getting in the holiday spirit. You visited with family and friends.
You started your Christmas shopping.
You decorated the outside of the house.
You decorated the inside of your house.
You started singing Christmas carols
and all of a sudden... it is back to reality.
The alarm goes off.
You leave your beautifully decorated house and return
to the mess you left on your desk on Wednesday.
It is kindof like taking a cold shower.
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