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Merry Retirement

nick11Merry Christmas everyone! There’s nothing better than starting out the season with a ceremony marking the end of a season and the beginning of a new one. A retirement ceremony is just that, an end – and a beginning. A funeral – and a baptism all at once.

nick8We have friend who on Monday, concluded 26 years of service to his country with a ceremony that was so touching that I literally cried through the entire thing. It didn’t help that I was sitting next to Neighbor Corinne who was literally a waterfall of tears.

nick1All of the pomp and ceremony of a military retirement was on display. This ceremony was called “Piping Ashore” the guest of honor.

nick7It made me so proud! I can’t tell you how it moves a patriotic heart – and if you’re not patriotic, you can still appreciate the timeless traditions of our great military.

The speeches were emotional and truly reflected the kind of sentiment that people had for Nick. He’s just a great guy, a really great guy. When he spoke you can tell how much he loved the Navy, loved his country, loved his family and loved God who he put front and center in his life.

nick6And then there was his family – I didn’t have any eye makeup left after he brought his family through.

nick9I wasn’t the only one. Little Katherine cried too. It was really emotional for us adults, I can imagine how it would touch a tender young heart. She so cute!

nick2When Nick received his discharge certificate, we couldn’t help but notice the huge photo of President Obama on the back. The husband couldn’t remember getting a photo of President Bush when he retired. I didn’t hear the honors when it was read because I was distracted by the photo. We always wondered if the President really signed documents like this – nah.

nick4Another not so small thing that made the ceremony so special was the venue. It was at the Naval Academy Bancroft Hall which houses the dorms where the midshipmen stay. It was gorgeous – just gorgeous.

nick13I know that those young cadets are being put through their paces at the school and may be too busy doing their physical training, marching, studying and being yelled at for no reason, to truly appreciate their surroundings.

Yet, I’m sure they do. You can’t help but see how beautiful it is. I couldn’t help but think – they live there.

nick14I love the American flag among the Corinthian Greek columns, frescoes, and stain glass windows.

nick5There’s the outside of the building, and there’s a cadet now! The girl calls them “boat drivers” though of course they are much more than that. They are our nation’s future!

nick15The husband is doing well by the way. He’s still walking with a cane but coming along nicely. Look at that hall – breathtaking.

I spoke with a friend afterward and he said that Nick was a dying breed. It made me sad frankly. I would rather think that Nick was one in a million but that those kinds of men and women still serve in our military – that breed was still in the culture and that it was alive and well.

Merry Christmas everyone! May God bless America!

 

Finals – Finals – Finals

hip1Right before the husband went into surgery, the boy texted this to his dad. It could be a statement on the doctor’s surgical skills but the husband, while laying on his hospital gurney, attached to IVs, waiting to get wheeled into surgery, broke out into a guffaw.

That boy! What are we gonna do with him?

The husband is doing very well and recovering nicely. If you were to ask him, he would say that it didn’t hurt at all. The first week after surgery was a case study in aggressive pain management. It paid off because if the patient is painfully uncomfortable, it delays the recovery, so I set the alarm clock every three hours to make sure we stayed ahead of the pain. Now the husband is doing laps around the house, with a cane of course.

Because I’ve been awake every three hours for a week and cooked Thanksgiving dinner, I’ve not had time to be creative and shoot photos – nor to think about Christmas. The husband’s birthday snuck up on me – and we celebrated by sleeping all day. I don’t have much, if any Christmas decorations up. I don’t know if it’s that important this year. Our tree is not up yet, but I still have time don’t I? Christmas is still ten days away, a long way off.

And then there’s the kids. The girl came home last week from college with the declaration that she wants to transfer to Columbia University. You know, the one in New York City with the 5% acceptance rate. We’re not sure how we’re going to handle this – but I’ll keep you informed. The two or three weeks at the end of every semester, the boy goes incommunicado. Every once in a while we hear from him – and he looks mostly scruffy.

hip2He asked about his father and I said I was proud of him. He said he’s studying, and that he was proud too. I must have said something back that irked him because then I got this.

hipe3Geesh . . . sensitive. Finals must be really tough this semester.

hip4I asked him if he was flying or studying for finals – and I get this. I really think he’s been studying too hard.

The weather in Grand Forks has not been good, but that’s no surprise. Since the weather isn’t cooperating, I wonder if the boy is going to make it home for Christmas, I really do. This happened last year too. The good thing is this, we don’t have to worry about moving him in and out of the dorm at a certain time. That was always stressful.

hip5We communicated again the other day and I told him it looked like he hasn’t slept or shaved in days. Both are correct he says.

hip6But . . . at least he’s showering. I told him I liked his sweater to which he said –

hip7Yes it is. This entire ugly Christmas sweater phenomenon is really catching on among the co-ed crowd.

As mundane as this conversation is, I was still happy to hear from him. I know finals are tough, but it’s a rite of passage and I feel that it’s building character. Life is hard.

In the meantime, our neighbors were talking about doing a cultural event this year – like we did last year when we went to see the Book of Morman and ate dinner in the Pope Room of Bucca Di Peppe. It was a very ecumenical night, depending on your view of these religions. Anyways . . . as it turns out, no one wanted to go anywhere or do anything. What – my humbuggity is rubbing off on our neighbors too?

hip8Instead of going out on the town to one of the many great holiday cultural events in Washington DC, we all went to Neighbors Steve & Sue’s house and hung out around their kitchen counter.hip9They continue to be the best hosts I’ve ever known. It was a pot luck and her home remains the best party place. It’s beautiful, warm and so provencale. Neighbor Sue confessed to me that it’s been a tough holiday season for her too. She lost someone close to her recently.

hip10I wanted to show you her beautiful table centerpiece:)

hip11It was a fun night. We ought to hang out at her house more often.

Today I’m thinking about Christmas again, as in how and where we are going to spend it. As always it depends on when the boy gets home from school. And that depends on the weather in Grand Forks and whether or not it will allow any flying to happen between now and then. And I have no control over any of it.

I was on the boy’s photostream last night though, just wanted to see what he was up to.

hip12I saw this photo. I don’t know where he was or who he was with – but he’s shaved!

hip16And I also saw this – I wonder who they were so star struck over.

hip18She must be someone special.

hip14They appear to be very impressed.

hip15And there were a lot of photos – wish I knew who she was.

I’ll ask the boy – after his finals are over . . .

Thankgiving Week In Review

Thanksgiving week was a blur. I knew it would be so I carried my camera with me everywhere in order to document as much as I can. As it turns out, I didn’t take many photos at all – I couldn’t focus on just one thing so this post is populated by my photos as well as social media photos from the girl and boy. It’s a mixed media post so to speak.

thanksgiving2This is the cafeteria at Bethesda Naval Hospital in Washington DC. It was early morning, and most of the nurses and doctors there looked like they were just coming off shift. It’s a beautiful space, one worthy of our servicemen.

A week and a day ago, the husband underwent a total hip replacement. To some people it came as a surprise since he had been so active almost right up to the operation. He just finished a 20 mile ride with me four weeks before the surgery. I had to peel him off the bike – but still. . . After we starting telling folks about the surgery, some people asked, “Does it hurt?” And he would say that it most definitively did.

He’s young, and everyone handles pain differently. Me? I would have had it done ages ago, which is what his doctor told me when he came to the waiting room after the surgery. He said, “It’s worse than we thought, he should have had it done two years ago.” To which I looked at him blankly –

thanksgiving12I don’t suppose that most people would make the decision to have such a major surgery done unless it got to the point where they couldn’t stand it anymore. But everyone is different, and the husband apparently has a high pain tolerance. Ouch!

thanksgiving15This was our commute to the hospital that morning. I don’t know how people handle this commute every day! It’s notable because this is be the last time the husband will be driving for about 6 weeks. Yes, he drove himself to the hospital.

thanksgiving1This was the very private Ambulatory Procedure Unit, or APU. Nothing makes you feel more exposed than having a thin hospital gown on, separated by a very thin curtain from the rest of the moaning and screaming patients.

I jest.

Not really. There was a child in there who screamed for a good half hour. Poor thing was scared to death. I hope his surgery came out alright.

After they took the husband into surgery, I went to wait in the surgical waiting room along with all the other people whose family was under anesthesia. I brought my computer, my iPad, two books (including the Bible), a bunch of work to do. My plan was to rewrite the entire IT network and checkin procedures and document backup, network and telephone settings.

I ended up watching an episode of the Walking Dead instead. That literally was all I could focus on in the three hours I waited. The rest of the time I paced the floor and ate granola bars.

thanskgiving22I also went into the bathroom several times to look at my very first gray hair. Yes, I found it that morning and I was not happy – at all. I fretted over it and sent the above photo to the kids – and several friends.

After the surgery, the doctor came to the waiting room to speak to me. You know how you try to focus so hard on what is being said that you don’t quite understand the words? That was the case here. After he spoke to me, I went back to the waiting room and I wondered what I was suppose to do next? He just told me, and I instantly forget when he walked away. I sat there for a while before going to the hallway and stopped a nurse and asked her what came next. As it turns out, I was doing exactly what I was suppose to do – wait until they called me on the phone so I could go to the recovery section of the APU.

thanksgiving14I wanted to show you the husband’s occupational therapist. She looks EXACTLY like Alex girl. And she talks like her, with her outgoing personality. She was cracking jokes on the husband on his way to physical therapy and was calling the joint replacement culture, the “Bro Club”. Alex girl would do the same thing! It was eerie how alike they were.

thanksgiving4In the meantime, the girl was driving home from school. She looks great, there was no adverse symptoms from her passing out incident. Like every year, she was tasked to make the mashed potatoes. She said next year she was going to lift some weights before Thanksgiving so her arms wouldn’t hurt so much from mashing.

thanksgiving3Yup, it’s quite a work out.

thanksgiving5She also did the dishes and in order to prevent her scarf from getting wet, she made it a head dress. I thought it was a fashion statement. But then again, fashion is truly successful when it’s also practical.

The husband came home from the hospital the very next day and on that same day, Brother Peck and my parents decided to come a day early because of the weather forecast.

And on that same Tuesday, the boy flew in from Grand Forks.

No pressure.

It was a true test of my ability to cope – I didn’t make all the beds yet, mop the floors, nor done any food shopping for Thanksgiving. I normally would be stressed about such things, but somehow just saying a little prayer kept me from losing my mind.

thanksgiving32You know what I did? I told the boy to make his own bed, the brother went to pick up sundries and tightened the bathroom sink (it was leaking) and the kids did the grocery shopping on Wednesday.

It all worked out and somehow I got food on the table.

thanksgiving6The husband did a lot of sleeping. I spy a dog & a cat. Do you?

thanskgiving31A lot of sleeping. And the boy couldn’t let him do it alone.

thanksgiving29The animals kept us on our toes the entire time, especially Ella the dog. I spy a dog laying, a dog sleeping, and a dog begging.

Bad dog! And we allow it. Or rather, the girl allows it. Every single rule we had was thrown away that week. Who had time to enforce them anyway?

thanksgiving26All the animals ended up on the furniture. The girl’s prom date (I have to stop calling him that because at this point, he’s probably more than her prom date – but they’re only 18 so . . .) stopped by a couple of times and so did some other friends to check on the husband.

I spy a Tuk Tuk the dog, Ella the dog, and the cat on an ottoman.thanksgiving24A friend of mine asked me if the kids wanted to go take a tour of the President’s and Vice-President’s airplanes on Friday. I don’t know people, I know people who know people.

This is cool isn’t it?

thanksgiving16As it turns out, Air Force One had to leave at the last minute, so the kids toured Air Force 2 instead. Which is still cool.

thanskgiving24I think this is his The Leader of the Free World’s Thoughtful Look. It’s the same look that Vice President Joe Biden has when he sits in this chair.

thanksgiving30Now THIS is an airplane!

thanskgiving21Later on that evening, the kids, the prom date, and Brother Peck went to a Capitals hockey game. The tickets were in the nosebleed section but somehow the kids still managed to get one of the Islanders to give them a practice puck. He actually gave it to the girl, which explains it all. . . they had a great time!

I’m so glad there were some things for them to do last week – other than shop. I had lost my wallet the week prior and with everything going on, I totally forgot to activate my credit cards so I went into Black Friday weekend and Cyber Monday without them. Now that’s the divine telling me something.

thanksgiving18Here are some other photos from our week. The girl posted what she is thankful for – which includes the dog.

thanskgiving20And the cat…

but I didn’t see any humans . . .

thanksgiving13It was apparently all about the animals last week.

thanksgiving28Before I knew it, everyone was gone. Brother Peck and parents left Saturday and on Sunday, each of the kids left to go back to school.

thanksgiving27I tracked the boy all the way back to Grand Forks and the next day I was sad. I think it was just exhaustion from the week. Or maybe it was because the husband and I have begun a new season in life, it’s another reminder that things will never be the same again. The kids will only be home “to visit.” They just don’t live here anymore, and I feel the emptiness.

I suppose when the husband heals and we have a “normal” schedule, I’ll revel in my freedom. I just pray that happens soon!

thanksgiving25Both of them will be back home in a few weeks for Christmas break. In the meantime, it was zero degrees in Grand Forks yesterday. The poor boy!

As for the husband, he’s recovering very well and so far seems happy with his new hip:)

Here’s to applying the gratitude sentiment all year long . . .

Vote For Us!

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I am so blessed to be a part of an organization that does so much for so many people. Our food pantry, the Chesapeake Cares Food Pantry, feeds thousands and helps people get through a rough time in their life while they get themselves back on their feet. The majority of people who come to us have jobs. They are the working poor.

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Above is just a week’s example of what our staff and volunteers do week after week after week. They are a blessing to so many!

logoThe Chesapeake Cares Food Pantry is eligible for a $20,000 grant from Walmart. You can help us by voting starting TODAY and the next ten days on Facebook. Go to walmart.com/holidaymakeover  and vote! We are the only food pantry in Maryland that was eligible so go to the makeover page, search MD, and vote!

We are in the early lead. Please vote – every day for 10 days! You will be making a difference in a life in need!

 

My 2014 Thanksgiving Menu

nov23Next week portends to be a great week. It’s Thanksgiving! I don’t have any photos of food – but these shots of the beautiful fall season this year will have to do.

nov23aI plan on making the Thanksgiving meal, but in a different way this year. This year, we’re doing buffet style. There will be a table of food, but no table set with plates. The reason for this is two-fold. The first is that we don’t have a dining room! I’ve rearranged the furniture once again, who is surprised?

The second is that the husband will be undergoing major surgery on the Monday before Thanksgiving. I’m confident he’ll be out of the hospital by Thanksgiving but just in case, I’m doing a lot of preparation work this weekend.

The girl comes home Monday, the boy flies home Tuesday, my parents and Brother Peck will be here Wednesday. I look forward to hugging them all! Then I’ll tell them to help themselves to whatever is in the refrigerator. Ha!

nov23bHere’s what I’m planning on making . . . God willing.

MAIN MEAL

Proteins – I’m making a lot of proteins this year because I want to have a LOT of leftovers. Since I have a plenitude of venison in the freezer, I’m going to use it up!

– Turkey (because I must)
– Venison
– Beef Tenderloin (because I love tenderloin)

Sides – These are my favorite sides, some from year after year, and some new this year.

– Stuffing. I don’t stuff the turkey. I make this on the stove.
– Gravy
– Green bean casserole
– Green bean prik king curry, because there must be a Thai dish in this dinner.
– Thai green bean salad. It’s a green bean fiesta!
– Mashed potatoes. The girl loves mashing every year.
– Sweet potatoes. Mom is making it this year. Her’s is the best ever because of the one secret ingredient. Did I tell you what that is yet?)
– Crab mac n cheese for the boy.
– Deli breads. I bought this from Whole Foods and they are in the freezer as we speak.
– Lots and lots of green salad with my mom’s standard Balsamic Garlic dressing. It’s delicious.
Kale & brussel sprout salad – I love this recipe from Nancy Fuller. It’s yummy, to die for, addicting and really good for you!
– (Frozen) Corn on the cob
– Cranberry sauce – from the can everyone, from the can.

Desserts

Apple Pie Egg Rolls
– No Bake Cookies
Sweet & Salty No Bake Peanut Butter Bars
– Banana Leaf Wrapped Sticky Rice
Pumpkin Cheese Cake - this says it takes 11 hours to make but I swear I’m up to it!
Upside down pineapple cake – a perennial favorite!

hmmmm…maybe I’ll skip the peanut butter bars – but the no bake cookies and the cheesecake are made and I’ve purchased the banana wrapped sticky rice. Three down, three to go.

nov23dI’m having more than just turkey as a protein this year. I’m also having a touch of Thai, and a lot of fresh vegetables in the form of salads. I for one, prefer fresh vegetables over cooked vegetables and I am going to cook things that people will actually eat so crab mac n cheese it is!

nov23fMy  last thought before the week begins is this – many blessings to you and to yours. My Thanksgiving will be perfect – no matter what happens because I remember this – we are to give thanks in whatever our circumstances.

nov23eOr we can order pizza…

A Tortured Week

yesnoWhen our children leave home for the first time, the thing that parents worry about the most if the safety of our kids, both physical and emotional.

This week both our kids have occupied our frontal lobe of our cerebral cortex which in turn makes our hearts hurt. I’m not an anxious parent (hey, I heard that), and I have a lot of confidence in the ability of our kids to make wise decisions. Things happen though, nothing serious, just enough to make a mom worry.

It’s snowing in North Dakota, and the boy is learning to drive in the inclement weather. Sometimes you have to learn these things the hard way. He’s driving a little Toyota Camry, the bottom line is – we’re going to purchase some snow tires.

The girl found her car wouldn’t start and she couldn’t get to the stables to ride. She figured it out though, much to her credit. Someone was able to jump her car and she is apparently good to go. She then reported low pressure in one of her tires so her dad told her to go to a gas station and get some air in it. When she got there, she called and said she didn’t know how to use the air machine.

It just makes me feel so helpless, all of it.

She figured it out somehow, I think with the help of the gas station attendant. These are great skills to have.

Both the girl and the boy called the husband with these issues within an hour of each other. I noticed they call their dad when they have car issues, and they call me when they need money.

But then – I get a call that struck such a knife in my heart I could barely breathe. The girl called to tell me that she passed out in the shower, and that she didn’t know what happened and that she woke up on the shower floor. My girl, my unemotional, analytical, stoic, no drama girl – was hysterical and scared. One of the first thoughts in my head when she called was this, “It’s 4 o’clock in the afternoon, why is she taking a shower at 4 o’clock?” It’s funny how our mind works to protect us from information overflow that can overwhelm us at once. I had to process the news a little bit at a time.

I immediately drove the three hours to her school and it was by far the most anxious three hours of my life. When I got there, I found her and her roommate in a state of worry but the girl said she felt fine. Thank God for Danielle-girl, she’s a good roommate and friend. I took the girl home with me anyway, to ensure we can keep an eye on her. To make a long story short, we went to see a doctor the next day and took blood work, among many other tests and the girl has a clean bill of health. I suppose it could have been a myriad of reasons for her episode. I do worry that it could happen when she’s either riding or driving but she assured me that if she felt dizzy or sick like she did before the episode, that she would get off the horse or pull over. She stayed with us for a few days and now is back at school.

If you have a daughter – you would know how we felt this week.

Someone asked me what we would do if the boy passed out at school. Well, he’s in North Dakota – so . . . I don’t know.

photo(15)So this week we relied on our faith in God, prayers from friends, and on laughter. He sent us this today, I guess he started No Shave November a few days late since it’s well past the November 12th. He keeps us laughing, even with all that goes on with our kids, it’s what we count on to get through things like this.

Here’s to a calmer, less stressful, pre-Thanksgiving week. I’ll be so happy to have both of them home next week!

And Another Thing About Halloween

halloween1Have you been watching the Walking Dead? I have  – but honestly, I’m not enjoying it as much. I don’t know if it’s because I have to wait a week between episodes or the fact that the husband isn’t interested in it and won’t watch it with me that makes it not so fun. So I’ve decided to stop watching it for the season and just wait for it to come out on Netflix when I can watch at my leisure when the husband is gone.

The boy watches it and he says that he relates most to the character of Glen. Then I saw this on my photostream and I just had to shake my head. College kids can really be something can’t they?

Speaking of college, this is a special time in their lives, a time when they can explore their surroundings with new freedoms, without their parents’ constant attention – and nagging. You can imagine can’t you? You’ve been there.

So I don’t know why I was surprised when I received this text from him – but I was. I’ve been very disturbed by the news about the spread of Ebola. I’ve been thinking about the victims in Africa and those doctors and nurses who had the courage to risk so much to help. I pray for the military who were sent to that part of the world to help curb the spread.

halloween2This was their Halloween costume. I have no words.

He didn’t know how focused I was on the issue so I’m sure he didn’t realize how I would react to this. It’s too early to be doing things like this. But this is college, and they are kids who clearly are irreverent.

I suppose it’s genetic. His dad once dressed up as a baby seal killer. I don’t think PETA is laughing.

halloween3And his friends dressed up along with him. He said they were in the top five in the costume contest.

There are times when I’m so proud – this is not one of them.

I apologize to you all.

What Halloween Doesn’t Mean To Me

halloween1Every year Halloween becomes less and less fun for me. The husband and I decided to stay home but then there’s the annoying bell ringers and such, so we put candy out on the porch and walked over to Neighbor Theresa’s house to avoid having to answer the door.

We are really Halloween Scrooges. How did we get here? Oh right – that’s what being empty nesters does for you.

On the way out of our yard we see the JV soccer team dressed up for Halloween – as the JV soccer team. Even our kids are no longer creative. Can this get any worse?

halloween2As we enter Neighbor Theresa’s yard we see all kinds of ghouls and Freddie masks and the kids were literally wild – running around like wild juvenile delinquents. Hey you kids! Get off of my lawn!

I’ve always wanted to shout that.

halloween3Like I said, delinquents. Alright – they are kind of cute. I’ll grudgingly admit it.

halloween4And here is our host, Neighbor Chris, who is dressed in the politically incorrect costume. Apparently sombreros have been banned on some college campuses for costumes because it’s insensitive to certain groups of people. Someone forgot to tell Neighbor Chris.

halloween5Neighbor Theresa is dressed in my egg costume because I didn’t want to dress up. I would have been a rotten egg, but she is the sunny side up egg! She’s so cute.

halloween6Speaking of cute – there’s Neighbor Ashley dressed as a hobo or something like that.

halloween7Now we’re getting somewhere. Adult costumes yes!

halloween8This is exactly why we did not want to answer the door.

halloween9Gotta post this cutie. Every year Neighbor Paul gets bigger and bigger, and cuter and cuter. Funny how that happens.

halloween10Had Neighbor Ted dressed in drag this year, I would have been in a better mood. He stopped doing so when his kids got old enough to be embarrassed. The rest of us were really disappointed though.

Next year I hope to be on vacation in Tahiti during Halloween. With my luck, it will be the year that Neighbor Ted comes to the party as a hula girl but I’ll take my chances.

 

Happy Birthday Zena

zena98I was at a birthday party a couple of weeks ago – well, more than a couple of weeks ago now.

zena3Zena the Zebra turned two years old, awwww.

For someone who loves unusual adventures, I couldn’t turn down this party invitation. It’s not one you get every day, right?

zena94Meet Doc Linda. She owns a beautiful farm where her equine veterinary practice resides.

zena6She has a menagerie of several horses,

zena5and several dogs and a donkey which wasn’t photographed. I don’t think Ernie minded. BTW, her house and barn were spotlessly clean, even with all the pets. I don’t know how she does it. She must have “people” too.

zena92And she has a zebra.

zena93Zena the zebra absolutely loves Doc Linda. It was a lovely surprise. They are attached at the hip –

zena1You can’t tell where one stops and the other starts!

Ha, it’s a zebra joke.

zena4Doc Linda asked us all to dress in black and white, and the theme continued with zebra accents literally all over her home.

zena97And on her ceiling.

zena91I was so excited to get the invitation that I invited Austrian Eva, an exchange student, Ashely-girl who is 12 years old, and Sydney-girl who is 9. zena9They absolutely loved it!

zena96They were so thrilled to be this close to a real live zebra!

zena992Doc Linda went all out and games and all kinds of foods. Fabulous! One of the games was a treasure hunt for zebras. Zebras were hidden all over the her home and farm and the one who found the most zebras received prizes. Let me say first that of all the things Doc Linda does, this was the most courageous. I could never let 20 people loose all over my home, opening up cabinets and looking under the bed. That would be a disaster of epic proportions.

But Doc Linda did.

And she’s a brave woman.

zena991The girls won of course – was there ever a doubt? Look at all the fun prizes they got! A zebra blanket, a zebra plant, a zebra cube – zebra, zebra, zebra.

zena2Did I say zebra?

zena99I do have to say that singing “Happy Birthday” to Zena was a little bit – odd. She wasn’t there, she was outside and didn’t get to blow out her candles.

But it was in good fun. I have more from that night and it has to do with aliens – but I’m all zebra-ed out now.

 

Sunshine & Whiskey

sunshine1My girl loves horses – I’ve said that once or twice before.

For those of you who’s kids are at school for their first year know how important it is to see them at about the six week mark. It’s when homesickness sets in, when they become weary with classes and perhaps roommate issues begin to rear its ugly head. It’s why colleges plan parents’ weekend for about that time, they have the kids’ best interest at heart. In the case of the our girl, well, she’s been home the majority of the weekends since she’s been away so we’ve seen her quite a bit since she left. We love to see her – but we want her to begin to feel more comfortable at school. The social experience at college is almost as important as the academics when it comes to personal growth.

The husband suggested that we give her chores to do and feed her frozen pizzas and perhaps she would come home less. Ha!

Anyway, she is doing well overall and she and her roommate are getting along, classes seem to be going fine, and her homesickness has lessened but we felt that it was important that we see her in her element at school. We went to a football game, but there was not much else the girl wanted to do that weekend. She didn’t want to do the chili cook-off or run the family 5K through the town (we didn’t either). She did however, research a trail ride through the mountains. Which means I had to get on a horse.

Of course.

sunshine2Hmmm, which one shall I pick? The nicest one I hope.

sunshine4As it turns out, I don’t get to choose, I get the horse chosen for me. His name is Whiskey.

sunshine5The girl rode Sunshine – which makes our duo, Sunshine & Whiskey:) I love that song!

Here it is – love that Frankie Ballard!

sunshine3I was a little nervous, I admit it but Whiskey knew exactly what he was doing. What a good horse! The trail leader said to watch out for wildlife so after a period of time I was comfortable enough to actually do that.

sunshine6It’s hard to take photos while you are on a horse don’t cha know.

sunshine9I did see some wildlife. If you look close enough you’ll notice some things called – humans. They blend right into their environment.

sunshine8There are some more of that species.

sunshine7The girl saw this first, a deer in the woods. She was laying down and trying to be inconspicuous.

That my dears, is the extent of our wildlife sightings.

It was a nice weekend and it’s always great to see our girl! I’m leaving you with one more photo from that weekend. It’s God on display.

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