Ode to Intimations of Immortality

It's been a year ... well almost

2011-09-16T11:08:00.002-06:00

So much for goals, plans, etc. The problem is I have to log on to this site with my old email and then any photos or links are in my new account and so the writing is not so fun. Or at least that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I'll fix this and get on it. I like to blog so ... here's to the next year, or so.

If Pioneers Had Cadillacs They Would Have Driven Them

2010-10-03T17:35:00.007-06:00

It's interesting to me the behaviors a person chooses. I grew up in a home where we had money, more than enough, but not crazy, a lot like Mad Men. My mother (and her mother before her) was a very good cook. I learned to menu plan, grocery shop, cook, and clean before I was in high school. One strong memory is knowing when to buy radishes, if the price was too high we would just wait a week.

Cooking, menu planning yes, but baking, not so much. I didn't like sweets when I was younger (my, how things change) so I had little desire to learn to make cakes, cookies and other yum-0 things. I do remember making a cake and cupcakes in a white/silver motif that was from a Seventeen magazine article (circa 1968 or 69), but that was the rare attempt.

With my own family I did a lot of baking. Cookies were baked for after school snacks, quick breads were prepared to share with family/friends, and bread was baked weekly to ease the budget. But baking was not a passion so ...

Well. I've revisited the whole baking thing. I REALLY like Kim's Ultimate Chocolate Chip Cookie. I have to choose not to make them weekly 'cause I will eat too many. And now I have found the Classic White Bread recipe courtesy of marthastewart.com

Pizza has been a staple here in the Young household. We probably ate it at least 2 times a week--lunch and then for dinner and I don't mean leftovers. We were using Digiorno -- kind of expensive here, though, almost $10 for a frozen pizza. Yikes.

Well. Compliments of Wolfgang Puck I have found the pizza crust that works for me. Yummy, yummy, yummy. And it's easy.

All of this would not be accomplished if it were not for the new KitchenAid stand mixer.

The drudgery is gone. This baby whips up ANYTHING in no time at all. We have cinnamon bread for breakfast, focaccia bread (Williams Sonoma) for lunch or dinner and then cookies or pumpkin/ginger bread for dessert.

Yes, yes it's hard to stay on the diet, but we have incorporated things like bike riding in the evening and small portions are the key to success.

The only down side -- no more eating out; our bodies don't like the food with the artificial additives. (I would like the break, but I just have a glass of wine while I'm cooking and call it good.)

Once, when I was extolling the pioneer virtues of enduring hardship, my father said to me, "If the pioneers had Cadillacs, they would have driven them."

Why suffer needlessly. Enjoy the good life. The right tool for the right job.

Cities

2010-08-22T17:30:00.003-06:00

Lately I've been thinking about cities. The recognizable architecture, say the Brooklyn Bridge, from the ground or the air you see the bridge and you KNOW it's the Brooklyn Bridge. Interestingly there are those historians who say that if this bridge was not built Brooklyn would have been New York City instead of just one of the five boroughs.

Oahu has one city, Honolulu. Most of the almost 1.3 million population of all the Hawaiian Islands is located in Honolulu. For reference Denver County is 600,000; Los Angeles County 9.8 million. I don't spend much time there, but the second city, Kapolei is close, walking distance to my front door. All the fast food you could dream about (is that more accurately referred to as a nightmare?). Suburbs spread everywhere I guess.

For the first time in recorded history, more people live in cities than in rural areas. Sort of a watershed moment really. For example, do we really need to teach our children animal sounds? Will they ever hear a cow moo? We don't eat cow or pig or sheep, rather beef, pork and lamb. In fact we eat food we could never grow. Do grapes grow in Honolulu? It cost me $8 for a bunch of green grapes this week so I certainly hope I was paying for transport as well as product. I know I can pick a mango or a papaya from a tree in any block, in any direction just here in our sub-division, right, sub-division not farmers market or roadside stand.

Cities are what I remember when I travel. Berlin is not like Munich. LA and San Francisco are VERY different. Chicago is the quintessential American city to me. Various ethic groups, mid-western in sensibility, rolling green lawns in front of large homes, political corruption of a local and national scope. New York is much more international. Los Angeles is so the West Coast--what have you done for me lately. Houston colloquial and quasi-southern.

Chicago. Now that's American. People help even before you ask for help say with directions. When downtown looking for coffee shop or a copy center, just look lost and someone will offer a suggestion (now it may not be the BEST suggestion but the sentiment is certainly worthy of recognition).

Good food. Again, not New York but Rick Bayless Mexican (in the middle of the USA) is to die for. Korean -- yum. And, of course, that beef. Only those from Iowa claim it's better there.

Fashion. Michigan Avenue, the miracle mile has some mighty fine shops and the ladies can really get it together. When you have winters like Chicago does you get to have GREAT winter attire. The "L" makes walking in those shoes possible, too.

Geography. Lake Michigan in the late Spring and Summer. Need I say more. It's beautiful. Beautiful. However, I've been there in late Fall, Thanksgiving and the wind and cold is, well it can best described by Jack. When I took him along with me for my evening walk (the sun was not yet set) after just 10 minutes he sat in the middle of road and would NOT proceed. Until I turned around to head home he would not take another step. It's cold. Really, really cold and I'm talking about the time of the year before it gets REALLY cold.

Cities have distinct personality and unique pleasures, much like people.

Thinking About Nothing

2010-08-11T22:10:00.004-06:00

Once a friend (John B.) said, "When your husband tells you he is thinking about nothing, he is really thinking about nothing."

At the time I found that hard to believe, but since John didn't really have an agenda when he made this comment (by that I mean he nothing to gain) I thought it was worthy of consideration. So I did a little investigation.

I told several female friends about this comment. The response from ALL of them was something like, "Really? How can you think about nothing?"

Today I came close. I won 500 games of Spider Solitaire.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

The Important Things

2010-08-09T23:06:00.001-06:00

Throughout life you learn things. Some of those things are valuable and some are indispensable. This week I've been reflecting on WHO taught me the important things.

Mrs. Good (really that was her name)

This lady taught a neighborhood "Good News Club" in Chatsworth, CA. I was ten years old and that's when I heard the good news about Jesus and began eternal life.

Mamaw (my maternal grandmother)

This woman was probably the most influential woman in my life. She taught me to sew and while during her lifetime I never met her exacting standards (and I still cannot cut very well) I've sew a lot of pretty good stuff.

Jan H.

This lady helped me grow up in the Lord and just in general. She can drive me crazy at times but she among all of my friends always believes the best and hopes and prays for that best, too.

Ma Lady -- My mom

I called my mother Ma Lady because she told me never to call her Ma. So of course that was what I was going to call her and to keep from getting in trouble I added "lady." I have a very strong sense of self and self worth and while there are a gazillion unresolved issues in our relationship I guess when all is said and done that's a pretty good gift from a mother.

Wendy H./L.

This is a high school friend. We had some fun, wild times including driving to Ventura County line EVERY day one summer until my dad got the gas credit card bill. :-) Wendy was a pretty, smart and very, very fun friend. She taught me to pee outside.

Dr. Bill Bright, Dr. John MacArthur and Dr. Charles Swindoll

All three of these "preachers" taught me how to love God and love my neighbors. I will be eternally grateful.

Living a good life where mylight shines and God is glorified is my goal. These folks and many more have influenced me to the good. Living for what really matters never really gets complicated on its own. Love God. Love others.

Yummy

2010-07-27T00:12:00.002-06:00

This evening I baked "The Ultimate Chocolate Chip Cookie." The recipe courtesy of Kim. Now she says she got the recipe from an online friend but my rule is: if I don't know your friend, it's your recipe.

It's a good thing they turned out. I've been having a problem baking. Cookies turn out more like scones so I threatened to swear off baking if these did not turn out well. No problem. They are DELICIOUS. The magic is the sea salt.

Ultimate Chocolate Chip Cookies

Ingredients
2C minus 2Tbs cake flour
1 2/3C all-purpose flour
1 ¼ tsp baking soda
1 ½ tsp baking powder
1 ½ tsp coarse salt (or sea salt)
2 ½ sticks unsalted butter
1 ¼ C light brown sugar
1C plus 2 Tbs sugar
2 Large eggs
2 tsp vanilla
1 ¼ c bittersweet chocolate (or any kind of chocolate chips that you like)*

Directions
Sift flours, baking soda, baking powder and coarse salt into bowl and set aside.
Using mixer, cream butter and sugars until very light (5 min).
Add eggs (1 at a time), mixing well after each addition.
Stir in vanilla. Reduce speed to low and add dry ingredients and mix until just combined.
Drop chocolate pieces in and then press plastic wrap against dough.
Refrigerate 24-36 hours. Dough can be refrigerated for up to 72 hours. (A couple of hours works.)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees, roll into balls and sprinkle lightly with coarse/sea salt.
Bake 15 minutes or until golden brown (for my oven 12-13 minutes).

I used my silpat. This is a kitchen tool I cannot live without. Never a burned cookie, biscuit, or even veggies ever again.

Be Careful What You Say

2010-07-24T18:39:00.004-06:00

Due to Kim A.s influence I've decided to published my list of things to do. Hers was 101 in 2010 but I'm modifying and taking a look at what to do for the final third of my life.

The first third (0-25/30 years old) is the beginning. Learning how to live, how to be a family girl, get an education – academic and the work related learning progression so you can be a functioning citizen as in get-a-job. Many find a life partner. I did married him at 23 years old. Too young, but so far it's working out okay. Many start a family. I did, all three were born before I was thirty. Too young and if I had to do it over again I would do it the same way just 3 years later.

The second third (+/- 30-60 years old) is the living of life. We built our family. Training and teaching the three to be productive, contributing members of society. We had a lot of fun along the way. Careers were built, a future and a hope. We lived like it really mattered. Sharing Christ in so many different ways. Bringing meals to sick families. Taking care of children (sometimes adult children) so parents could have break. Listening to hurting people, sometimes helping, sometimes just listening. Building baseball parks, teaching VBS, helping pregnant women, cleaning others houses and cars, moving young families into their new home, hosting dinner parties, knowing and loving our neighbors, sewing dance costumes, baking cookies, serving classroom teachers. Essentially living life in the 20^th century with the end purpose of knowing that living and being while honoring God would/could/might result in His glory.

The final third (+/- 60 – ? years old) is the reflective time of life. There are still retirement plans to contribute to, but leading the way is now that 2^nd third group of people's responsibility. Advice and counsel is the primary function. This can go easy or hard. If you think you are still cool you're not. If you think the polite attentiveness in conversation from those younger is agreement/understanding/awe, it's not. They could learn it the easy way—ask, but they won't. The world is brand new to them and we learn from history that we do not learn from history.

Well, many years ago I heard a preacher end his sermon by saying something like, almost all people start with passion, enthusiam and energy. Most do not finish well. And then he charged us to finish well. Throughout my life these words have come back to mind and I have lived my life differently because I wanted to finish well.

To that end here's my list of what is left to do. (BTW I am NOT yet 60 yo.) I will periodically update my achievements, possibly add to the list but my intention is to make public what I think I should do with the purpose of not letting the time slip away.

Mastery

1. Find, execute, enjoy the ultimate chocolate chip cookie

2. Learn embroidered smocking and make 3 matching dresses

3. Take watercolor painting class

4. Resume gardening; learn potted techniques for current region

5. Annually read 10 books on a variety of subjects (spiritual growth, fiction, current management strategies, biographies, etc.)

6. Learn wine (history, vintages, regions, taste)

7. Participate in a book club (possibly on line)

8. Maintain at least a cursory knowledge of internet technology advancements (for example Twitter)

9. Daily walk 2 miles

Legacy

10. Catalog “best” recipes

11. Create silhouettes of grandchildren

12. Participate in local community service projects/ministries

13. Weekly post on blog about subjects of a “timeless” nature

14. Continue to downsize/eliminate possessions

15. Participate in a Bible study

16. Write a letter a week

17. Create “I've Been There” book with notes and impressions

Beauty

18. Climb Diamondhead

19. Watch the big surf on the North Shore

20. Visit Bishop Museum

21. Swim in the ocean at night (again)

22, Swim one mile in one session (resting between laps is allowed)

23. Travel to San Antonio, TX

24. Travel to SD to see Mt. Rushmore and the Black Hills

25. Annually attend 2 live music performances (I'd like one to be Paul McCartney, but who knows)

26. Annual day of solitude for reflection, peace of mind, renewal with God

27. Annually spend a retreat weekend or day with close friends

28.Travel to South America (Peru, Argentina or Chile are the preferred locations)

So ...

2010-07-21T18:13:00.002-06:00

Everybody's blogging again. Now that I use an RSS service I get the updates regularly and I like it. (Thanks Kim!)

Photos make it more interesting. But there will be none on this post.

I'm working on my list "The Final Third" -- things I want to accomplish in this final third of my life (a modification of Kim's 101 in 2010. Thanks again). I will be publishing this in the next few days mostly as a means to hold myself accountable--I desire to finish well. So, no flogging me or reminding, or "helping" me in ANY way. Thank you.

Also I like the idea of writing my reflections -- for me a better way of describing journaling. Anymore that's all anybody wants from me --reflections. I think that means I'm not in it any more, but I once was. As hard as it is to admit I think that's true. Also I'm ready to pass the baton.

To those 30-somethings in my life: It's your turn to make it better.

Tats

2010-05-28T16:49:00.002-06:00

Okay. In general I'm not a fan of tattoos. Reason: They are PERMANENT.

Some things are cute/good/regrettable/fun for the moment and then ... the rest of your life.

So ... Mark and I have a day off from helping the Young family here in Oauha. So we enjoy a coffee almost at sunrise, along walk along the shore of Kailua with engaged conversation (okay, I admit this one requires the suspension of reality for those married more that 10 years, but really--it happened). We walk around the town, book store (purchase Heroes for the grandchildren), more coffee, chatting the locals and then, then I decided to shake it up a bit. I say to Mr. Conservative (the love of my life since 1963) " Let's get matching tattoos to celebrate 35 years of wedded bliss." I'm sooooooooo expecting a big, fat, NO. Instead, I get "Let's do it. How about ....." Well, I now am caught off guard (hello, 35 years of this guy STILL continues to hold out on me).

In the end we decide (after a beer and 2 glasses of pinot grigio for me) to get a small heart on our ring fingers.

Apparently there is an etiqitte to tattoos. The tattoo is supposed to face out to the world (think FTW --sorry) but I wanted this to be personal so the heart faces my eyes. "I love you."

Seemed like a good idea at the time. Then a friend commented on FB that older fingers, arthritic ones that can't continue to wear the wedding ring this might be a good idea. Now if I had not posted a picture I would think this was good idea, BUT my fingers are not that old or arthritic so I'm too sure how to take this comment. My thought was when I need to be the church lady I will just put my wedding ring on and bam! conservative again.

All that really matters is that my biker babe (with a small heart tattoo on his left ring finger) is MY babe for then, for now, forever. Because really, what woman will want him now that I have his ring finger tattooed?

(sorry for this miss-spellings--I cannot get spell check to work and I don't remember how to spell correctly.)

Anniversaries

2010-05-28T16:18:00.003-06:00

May/June seem to be the months of celebration for marriage. It is true that in USA that births are at the peak in August/September (do the math), but it is unknown to me if May/June are the peak wedding months (and I'm unwilling to do the necessary research). So many of my friends are celebrating marriages of duration -- how can it be that I can easily list 20-25 peers with marriages of 25+ years. It is AMAZING.

My marriage began June 7, 1975, it was the 2nd weekend after college (I wish I could lead you to believe it was high school--every year counts!!!) graduation that Mark and I pledged our troth. (Look that one up).

Thirty-five years is a long time. I remember when I thought 25 YEARS was old. Lots has happened since that night to remember.

Three children, now a blessing to behold. All three have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ (all I ever really wanted). A re-location to mid-America, a tad of an adjustment for this rocker chick, but one of the best decisions we made.

Lots of life ... lessons, ballet, wrestling, Pioneer Girls/Boys, cello, piano, basketball, softball, etc.

Domestication--although I knew how to cook I needed to learn what family life was all about. Canned ravioli, green beans and white bread resulted in the praise, "You are a good cooker." Not by my standards.

Camping. Good Lord, camping. The last tent camping experience was 4th of July in the Rocky Mountains--it snowed that day. Yes, snow. I announced I was done with this pleasure in this lifetime. (Although I have camped since then --NM with LOTS of Corona--I reluctantly say I hope I never see a tent again--only because that usually means I will).

The good life.

What matters now? Tan feet. A good Pinot Noir. Sunrise--yes, rise. A shared life with the one you love even if the Pacific Ocean and half the continental USA are currently between you.

God is good and He continues to bless me, abundantly, beyond what I can imagine or even believe.

Ciao

2010-03-21T22:21:00.002-06:00

In 2 1/2 hours we depart the homestead for paradise. Korea has been a mixed blessing. I am not yet able to write a post that accurately describes my feelings, impressions and beliefs about this 2 month sojourn. I do not have words to express the deep emotions -- emotions of love, isolation, faith, service, hardship, and joy. But they will come.

On to the North Shore. Aloha.

I STILL Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

2010-03-13T19:41:00.004-07:00

"I hungered for a spectacular life of extraordinary triumphs, and I don't think I understood anything really about obedience or humility in terms of this sort of life. The idea for me was to be exceptional, to be great."

"Generally when people spoke to me they had something to say to me and it was about my work. And that meant it was about my mind--this genderless and oversensuous mind. I didn't realize this immediately. I've never realized anything immediately in my life. But in truth, my life had changed. Personhood had come at last. The goal of my life had been obtained."

"I don't belong anywhere. I don't come from any particular milieu. No group embraced my family."

Quotes from the Anne Rice memoir, Called Out of Darkness, A Spiritual Confession.

It is worthy to note that oversensuous AND personhood are words not recognized by spell check.

I REALLY don't belong.

Happy Birthday

2010-02-13T22:17:00.002-07:00

Yesterday I was walking the streets of Daegu and the first Koreans to speak to me said, "You were probably very beautiful when you were young."

It can only get better, right?

Just another beginning ...

2010-01-11T12:08:00.001-07:00

So it’s Monday morning January 11, 2010. In one week I will be in Taegu, South Korea to beginning a new adventure. Leah and Brian have increased their family to 4 in a very short time span and since one of them (Miss B) is still in ET they have asked me to join them in their adventure. Mark will stay in the States to take care of the house and finish his business with the organic farm in Oregon. We will share the same abode sometime later this year

This is a BIG change for me. The first 25 +/- years were spent in SoCal setting up my life, school (CSUN), marriage and the start of family. Then our move to Colorado in the late 70s began the phase of building on that foundation, educating our children, establishing careers, growing in our faith in Christ. Now after 30 years later another phase begins.

There is less to be sure about in the details of life and more about which to be comfortably secure. I will use this blog to capture my impressions, observations, and musings as well as a photograph or two.

Here’s to saying yes and deserving the adventure ahead.

Just back from a weekend at the Ranch

2009-09-07T11:43:00.013-06:00

Mark and I went to Las Vegas, NM to visit Patricia and family at their new home in NM. The property, the home are BEAUTIFUL.

We left about 3pm and did not run into any traffic in Denver or Colorado Springs. In the city of CS the traffic did pick upbut there was no congestion.

The obligatory photo of Walsenburg was accompanied by a text to PJ and she texted back with LOL. (This is story that I give PJ the privilege of sharing as it is her story to tell!)

The best part of the trip was THE BOYS. Cody greeted usand showed us around his new house.

Tyler was sleeping but when he woke up at 2am we brought him into bed with us for a late night milk bottle. He wasn’t sure who we were but a milk bottle is a milk bottle.

Mark took Cody for morning walks, finding all kinds of treasure—golf balls were a big hit. But they are for throwing outside.

Since it rained we did not have a chance to enjoy the newly constructed fire pit—Jason did a GREAT job. This is a future activity that will be relished.

Jason and Lenny participated in a gold tournament (Dwayne’s business partner runs it) while we went to Santa Fe to check out the campgrounds for Jamboree 2010. Check out the Monkey Blog in a day or two for that update. Suffice itto say it is perfect for young families.

While in Santa Fe we hit the Children’s Museum. This is the best child ren’s museum I’ve ever been to, bar none.

Kids have a great time and older kids do too.

Patricia cooked for us all weekend and it was good from the pastrami sandwich for lunch to the beef enchiladas for dinner. Breakfast had special treats too—yogurt parfaits ala McDonalds-style.

One evening we joined Dwayne and Tracey (and Kellie) on the deck outside their home. It was a beautiful evening. Beautiful time.

It was sad to say good-bye to my boys. But PJ will be here for her birthday and I’m sure Las Vegas will be in our travel plans before the end of the year. The quick 5 ½ hour drive is pleasant and doable.

I won’t have to miss my boys very much.

Musings

2009-08-28T19:43:00.004-06:00

So one week down on the new adventure of working at The Mental Health Center. No comments, please on hiring from the "customer" pool. Actually that is increasing the view, hire from within.

When you think about mental health or recovery it makes sense if you believe in what you are doing to "main stream" your clients.

It so reminds me of my friend Melinda. She and her husband Tim pioneered many programs and processes to help not only their daughter, Miller, but all people with "special" needs. EVERYONE has a place. Sometimes you need to make some accommodation but all are welcome, needed.

Under the category of: One of the funny things about work. Since I began my adult "working" career as a wife/mother of the stay-at-home variety where I did not work outside the home, it continues to be difficult for me to easily adapt to the "we are friendly, not friends" mentality of the work environment. In the past, my work was entirely relationship focused. I did not have to work with people I did not like--I was a volunteer. I picked the team I worked with--I was a volunteer. I was in charge--this was MY ministry. Hmmm. It was a good life but did not prepare me for the real world. Now, I work for others, do their bidding with others I'm not personally connected to.

I used to think I did not like working with women. Not true. Women as a groupof people are lovely. I no longer have a need to compete or compare. I have a man that loves me, cherishes me. My children despite all their attempts otherwise, respect me. Friends, true friends surrounds me. The kind you can call at 2 a.m. and their response would be, "I'm there for you; how can I help." What else in life really matters.

Under the category of musing: Women are allowed to be more expressive emotionally which I did not like in my youth. This was probably due to the women's movement -- we thought we had to be more like men to be seriously considered in the marketplace. With the hindsight as the guide we might better have considered changing the standard to include the feminine perspective which would include a more compassionate, personal, tenderness. How different the world might be if we (women) wanted to be more womanly. Hmmm.

You’re a good cooker …

2009-08-28T19:23:00.007-06:00

Many years ago Andrew complimented me on the dinner meal with the words, “Mama, you’re a good cooker.” Before you think I’m bragging it is noteworthy to mention the menu, Chef Boyardee Ravioli (it was with meat—I think),

canned green beans,

and generic white bread.

It was a seminal moment. I reconsidered my audience at that moment and returned to considering the menus preferences only of Mark and myself. Translation: onions and mushrooms returned as ingredients.

Earlier this week we had a chicken stir-fry for dinner. This is really fast food. Andrew asked me where I got this recipe. I shrugged because it was more or less “invented” with leftovers. It rated an 8+ so here you go with the proportions—substitute with what you have on hand and FYI, I buy the rice at Fan’s for $1.

Stir Fry Chicken and Vegetable

3 tablespoons canola oil

½ pound cooked chicken breast, cut diagonally in to ¼” thick slices

Frozen vegetables (I used peppers)

Fresh vegetables (I used mushrooms, onion, zucchini, etc.)

2 tablespoons water

2 tablespoons soy sauce

Heat a large, heavy skillet or work over high heat until water sizzles when dropped on to the skillet. Add 1 ½ tablespoons of the oil and tilt the pan gently in all directions until the oil has coated the surface. When the oil is hot (not to the point of smoking), add the chicken breast slices and stir fry for 2 minutes. Remove the chicken to a bowl.

Add the remaining oil to the skillet. When hot, add the fresh vegetables and stir-fry for about 4 minutes, until the larger pieces are cooked through, but still crunchy. Then add the frozen vegetables and stir-fry for 2-4 minutes (I put the frozen peppers in a colander and ran some cool water over them to remove the “ice” and then towel dried them before I put them in the skillet). Return the chicken to the skillet, add the water and soy sauce (I used low sodium since you get all the flavor and reduced sodium), and stir-fry for an additional 2 minutes. Cover the pan and steam over medium heat for 4 minutes.

You can use chicken broth as a substitute for the water. It is more flavorful and adds dimension. You may need more than 2 tablespoons for water/broth.

Remove the chicken and vegetables with a slotted spoon. Spoon the liquid into small bowls and serve as gravy.

The Chef

2009-08-25T20:04:00.002-06:00

This is a photo of the White Tiger that is in my living room, like Coco's car, not Meme's. She drives El Diablo Caliente.

Meals and Memories

2009-08-23T17:44:00.004-06:00

Lest you think all the meals are a hit (8 and above). We had Lemon Couscous Chicken this week and it only rated a 7.5 so no-go for posting.

This week’s picture is an actual shot right before consumption (it appears there is some doubt that my meals are turning out like the magazine photos—and I was so proud of myself for downloading).

So here’s the modification of The South Beach Diet’s Chicken-Pistachio Salad transformed into …

Chicken Pistachio

½ cup shelled pistachio nuts, finely chopped (this really does need to be done a rough chop will not cut it)

½ + ¼ teaspoon salt

½ teaspoon + 1 pinch freshly ground pepper (okay, to taste. I like more pepper)

4 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves

½ cup sliced sweet white onion

Preheat the oven to 375°. Mix the nuts in a medium to large size plate with ½ teaspoon salt and ½ teaspoon pepper. Press the chicken into the nuts. Heat the oil in a skillet (1-2 minutes) and cook the coated breasts 2 minutes per side (use a medium hot skillet). Place the breasts in a baking dish and bake for 15 minutes (I sprayed a little canola oil on the pan for quick release).

Increase the heat to medium high and add the sliced onion into the skillet with the “crumbs” and little bit of remaining oil already in the skillet. Cook until the onion is browned about 3 minutes. Stir occasionally.

Dressing (for the accompanying salad)

1 teaspoon grated sweet onion (don’t use a micro-planer—it won’t work)

½ large ripe avocado, pitted and peeled

3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil

3 tablespoons fresh lime juice (about 1 lime)

2 tablespoons water

I served a salad of mixed greens, the other half of the avocado sliced and a few of our “yellow pear” tomatoes. Dress the greens (this means add the salad dressing just to the lettuce and toss) and then place the avocado and tomato on top.

Additionally we had a crusty whole-wheat bread that had been warmed in the oven.

About a 45 minute prep and cook time.

Rating: 8.5, Coco – “this was very good.” We all agreed the salad needed something. After discussion agreed asaigo cheese added to the greens, maybe 3 tablespoons would add the missing punch that was needed. I think using an entire avocado and slicing an additional avocado would have been helpful, too. (The original recipe calls for 1 avocado—go figure.)

There is some dressing left over and it will serve as a sandwich spread for during the week.

Note: we also served olive oil (with herbs) for the bread. Tonight we added some balsamic vinegar—yum. Special was remembering that Andrew had purchased this vinegar in the airport in Madrid hoping to have a small bottle of wine. There might have been 2 bottles of vinegar for me but alas, the opened one minus a swallow was discarded before boarding the plane home. J

The Contender

2009-08-20T20:22:00.007-06:00

Well, tonight’s dinner is the leading contender for the overall winner. It was DELICIOUS.

Beef Tenderloin with Mustard and Herbs

Ingredients

1 (2 ½ pound) beef tenderloin, trimmed (ask the butcher s/he will do this)
Olive oil (as needed, approximately 2 tablespoons)
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1/3 cup finely chopped fresh parsley
2 tablespoons chopped fresh thyme
1 ½ tablespoons finely chopped fresh rosemary
3 tablespoons Dijon mustard

Preparation

Prepare grill. You want a HOT grill, 450° or so.
Lightly coat beef with olive oil; sprinkle evenly with salt and pepper. Place beef on grill rack coated with cooking spray. Reduce heat to medium, about 350°. Grill 30 minutes or until a thermometer registers 145° or until desired degree of doneness, turning to brown on all sides. Let beef stand 10 minutes.
Sprinkle parsley, thyme, and rosemary in an even layer on an 18 x 15–inch sheet of plastic wrap. Brush mustard evenly over beef. Place beef in herb mixture on plastic wrap; roll beef over herbs, pressing gently. Slice beef.

Ravioli with Spinach

Ingredients

1 pound cheese ravioli (fresh or frozen)

2 tablespoons toasted pine nuts (heat a skillet to hot, stir nuts quickly for 1 minute or less)

2 tablespoons olive oil

2 cloves garlic, sliced or minced

2 bunches fresh spinach, thick stems removed (about 8 cups)

kosher salt and black pepper

Directions

Cook the ravioli according to the package directions. Drain and divide among bowls.

Heat the oil over medium heat in a skillet. Add the garlic and cook, stirring occasionally, until golden, 1 to 2 minutes. Add the spinach, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and 1/4 teaspoon pepper. Cook, tossing, until just wilted, 1 to 2 minutes. Spoon the mixture over the ravioli.

And dessert, easy, delicious, sweet ..

Lemonade IcedTea Sorbet

Ingredients

2 cups boiling water

4 regular-sized English Breakfast tea bags

3/4 cup sugar

3/4 cup fresh lemon juice (about 4 lemons)

1 cup ice water

Mint sprigs (optional)

Preparation

1. Combine 2 cups boiling water and tea bags in a large bowl; steep 5 minutes. Discard tea bags. Add sugar to tea mixture, stirring until sugar dissolves. Cool completely. Stir in juice and 1 cup ice water; chill 1 hour.

2. Pour tea mixture into the freezer can of an ice-cream freezer; freeze according to manufacturer's instructions. Spoon sorbet into a freezer-safe container. Cover and freeze 1 hour or until firm. Garnish with mint sprigs, if desired.

Rating: This rated a 9.7. Flavors danced lightly on the tongue. The tenderloin was tender and PERFECTLY seasoned—no one added salt or pepper to their plate. The ravioli dish was garlicky, crunchy (pine nuts) and creamy (cheese in the pasta). This dish could be a main dish with some crumbled bacon or left-over grilled chicken. The sorbet, what can I say. The addition of this 78 calorie dessert was GENIUS. Sweet and tart, light and satisfying. Brilliant

Note: Timing in the preparation can be tricky. Don’t be tempted to cook the ravioli before the meat is cooked. The water can be boiling, but put the pasta in when the meat comes off the grill.

You’ve Been Holding Out On Us …

2009-08-15T20:17:00.005-06:00

Fruit and Walnut-Stuffed Pork Loin

Ingredients

1/2 cup dry red wine

1/4 cup dried sour cherries

1/4 cup chopped dried apricots

1/4 cup chopped dried plums (I used fresh)

1/3 cup finely chopped walnuts

1 1/4 teaspoons salt, divided

1/2 teaspoon grated lemon rind

2 (1-ounce) slices French bread

1 teaspoon chopped fresh thyme

1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper

2 garlic cloves, minced

1 (2 1/2-pound) boneless center-cut pork loin roast, trimmed

2 tablespoons Dijon mustard

Cooking spray

Parsley sprigs (optional)

Preparation

1. Preheat oven to 400°.

2. Combine first 5 ingredients in a medium microwave-safe bowl; microwave at HIGH 2 minutes. Let stand 10 minutes or until fruit is plump. Drain mixture through a sieve, reserving fruit mixture. Combine fruit mixture, walnuts, shallots, 1/4 teaspoon salt, and rind.

3. Combine 3/4 teaspoon salt, French bread, and next 3 ingredients (through garlic) in a food processor; process until fine crumbs form.

4. Cut pork in half lengthwise, cutting to, but not through, other side; open halves, laying the pork flat. Starting from center, cut each half lengthwise, cutting to, but not through, other side; open halves, laying pork flat. Cover with plastic wrap; pound to an even thickness. Discard plastic wrap. Spread fruit mixture over pork, leaving a 1/2-inch border. Roll up pork, jelly-roll fashion, starting with one long side. Secure with wooden picks. Sprinkle outside of pork evenly with remaining 1/4 teaspoon salt; brush evenly with mustard. Sprinkle breadcrumb mixture over pork; press gently to adhere. Place pork on a broiler pan coated with cooking spray. Bake at 400° for 55 minutes or until a meat thermometer inserted in the thickest part registers 155°. Let pork stand 10 minutes. Remove wooden picks. Cut into 16 (1/2-inch-thick) slices. Garnish with parsley sprigs, if desired.

Unlike the above photograph, I served with roasted vegetables (eggplant, summer squash, mushrooms, onion). French bread with olive oil (special spread that includes olives—yum) and a beet, goat cheese spinach salad.

The variety of flavors complimented one another, creating an explosion on the palate (Andrew waxing poetic).

Rating: This is a 9.5. However, it is not a beginner recipe and somewhat time consuming—lots of prep for a week night dinner. There were lots of “hmmm.” “This is delicious.” “If this is what we get when we finish projects we are going to finish a lot more.”

This meal has spurred us to designate categories, beef, chicken, pork, and vegetarian with an overall “grand” prize winner. So right now, this is the pork winner. Too early to tell if it’s the grand champion.

10 Days

2009-08-13T13:31:00.026-06:00

Work at the Mental Health Center begins in 10 days. I am very much looking forward to this work.

My new boss, Kitty deKieffer is a strong, gentle woman with a varied life experience—both work and personal.

I am very much looking forward to getting to know her even the more.

The mission of the Mental Health Center, “In partnership with others, we improve quality of life and reduce the burden of illness by providing comprehensive, community-based mental health services for those with the greatest need” is a purpose I can wrap my heart around.

There is so much to like about this statement. “In partnership with others,” ALL recovery, healing happens in community. It truly does take a village and not just for raising children.

“Improve quality of life and reduce the burden of illness” ... my own life and the lives of so many around me are affected by both mental and physical illness. This statement beautifully encompasses the hope and the weight of the work that seeks improvement, hope.

“Providing comprehensive, community-based … services” there is no one answer, no one way to meet the myriad of need that our community faces. My faith is NOT the answer to the practical problems that illness reveals. BECAUSE of my faith I want to be part of the force that provides the hands, the effort, and the work that creates solutions to problems, both individual and community-based.

“for those with greatest need.” What a beautiful statement. Weak, hurting, smelly, odd, these are adjectives that we spend hours of effort to make sure do NOT describe us. To serve those among us that are unlovely is an effort that requires me to tap into reservoirs that do not originate in myself.

This is going to be a fun job. http://www.mhcbc.org

The Aroma Makes My Mouth Water

2009-08-10T18:50:00.004-06:00

This is a beautiful meal, very "company" in presentation.

Sauteed Spinach with Pecans and Goat Cheese

2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil

1 medium red onion, halved, and thinly sliced (I used less)

1 1/4 pound baby spinach

2 tablespoons sherry vinegar

1/2 cup coarsely chopped pecans

1/4 cup soft goat cheese (about 2 ounces), crumbled (I used feta)

Heat oil in a large skillet over medium heat until hot but not smoking. Add onion; cook, stirring occasionally, until onion has softened, about 5 minutes. Add spinach; cook, tossing, until spinach has started

to wilt, about 2 minutes. Transfer to a serving platter.

Add vinegar to skillet and heat 5 seconds. Drizzle over spinach and onion. Sprinkle with pecans and goat cheese. Gently toss. Serve immediately.

Hummm. This is DELICIOUS.

Unboring chicken -- Lemon and Rosemary Golden Chicken

Grill (or saute in 1 tsp. olive oil) a boneless chicken breast until cooked through, 5 minutes per side; set aside. In the same skillet, combine 2 tsp. olive oil, a small chopped clove garlic, 1 tsp. chopped fresh rosemary leaves (I used more) and the juice of one lemon. (Use less, it was a smidge too lemony). Simmer for 2 to 3 minutes. Drizzle over chicken. Serve with slices of crusty bread to soak up the sauce.

THIS was a superb meal. Easy -- 45-60 minutes from start to "dinner is ready!" And that includes the chicken being frozen (microwave defrost).

Wine: Stella Italia, Pinot Grigio 2007

RATING: Mark says, "you can cook this again." Andrew rates it an 8.5 (only because there was the too- much-lemon) and I give it a 9.5 -- easy, delicious, aromatic, pretty.

Stellar meal. It's simplicity, complexity and over-lapping flavors, we WILL have this meal again. And again. And again.

And again.

Fast Food

2009-08-07T12:07:00.002-06:00

This is DELICIOUS. Mark says he has 3 ratings, don’t cook this again, it’s okay and we can have this again.

Poached with capers and chives

¾ cup dry white wine

1 pound sole (or other white fish)fillets, cut into spatula-size pieces

Sea salt and pepper

2 tablespoons capers

2 tablespoons chives

Heat the wine in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the fish, drizzle with the oil, and season with ¼ teaspoon salt and 1/8 teaspoon pepper. Sprinkle the capers over the top and cook, covered, until just cooked through, opaque, and beginning to flake, about 4 minutes. Sprinkle with the chives. Divide among individual plates, spooning the wine and caper sauce over the top.

Rating: 9.5

We will have this again.

2009-08-01T12:10:00.011-06:00

I went to a birthday party last week. A friend of mine turned one. Yes, she’s a friend of mine, but her parents are the ones that are most familiar with me.

She had the BEST birthday cake. I almost (almost) cannot wait to have another birthday so I can have the same kind.

A few birthday celebrations standout in my mind. Under 10 years old I had a Barbie cake.

My mother and Mamaw made a cake skirt for the doll. I really don’t remember, just saw the pictures.

For my twenty first birthday my dad took me out for my first “legal” drink at the El Presidente restaurant on the corner of Devonshire and Reseda Blvd.

The rest of the birthday was not so memorable—I just don’t remember it (and not because I drank too much). I think you should remember your 21st birthday, friends, partying, being the center of attention, something should stand out. But, alas the memory is shared with my dad. Upon reflection, not so bad I guess.

There was the birthday when I got a romance novel from my children and husband.

Being a book snob I was surprised they thought I would like a book covered with a Fabio impersonator in a bend-her-back embrace with a busty wench, but the things a mother thanks her children for …

Well, the kiddos insisted I look through the book and so I did. The pages were cut out to hold a ring box which held a pearl anniversary ring—a vintage ring I had lovingly admired at a darling little Niwot jewelry store. Mark had told me the ring had been purchased. I remember glaring at him as if to say, “You said the ring was sold.” As if reading my mind he said, “It did sell. I bought it.”

I love that ring, but I think I really, really love the memory of the delight on my children’s faces as they truly surprised me. Even Andrew kept the secret.

Tonight's Dinner

2009-07-29T19:07:00.003-06:00

Steak with golden zucchini

6 teaspoons olive oil

1 1/2 pounds strip steak

kosher salt and pepper

1 1/2 pounds small zucchini, halved lengthwise

1 teaspoon grated lemon zest

1 small clove garlic, finely chopped

3 tablespoons chopped fresh herbs (parsley, basil)

2 tablespoons bread crumbs

Heat 3 teaspoons of the oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Season the steak with 1/2 teaspoon salt and 1/2 teaspoon pepper. Cook to desired doneness, 4-5 minutes per side for medium-rare. Transfer to a cutting board and let rest 20 minutes before slicing. Meanwhile, return the pan to medium heat and heat 2 teaspoons of the oil. Season the zucchini with 1/4 teaspoon salt and 1/4 teaspoon pepper. Cook, cut-side down, covered, until browned and tender, about 6 minutes. Cut crosswise into 1/2-inch pieces and divide among individual plates. In a small bowl, combine the lemon zest,garlic, herbs, bread crumbs, and the remaining oil. Sprinkle the bread crumb mixture over the zucchini and serve with the sliced steak.

Rating: 8 The lemon zest was forgotten. Probably would have warranted a 9 maybe 8.5. But this was quick, easy and delicious.

If you are wondering what's going on with the food posting. It is developing into a weekly post. Andrew, Mark and I are looking for nutritious, delicious meals we can prepare after a long day of work instead of "fast" food. Some are good, some are not. We will only post those 8 or above.

BASIL

2009-07-26T18:28:00.008-06:00

This year I am growing a pot of basil outside the kitchen. Not really a kitchen garden because it's off the the piano room, but close enough. I step outside to snip the fresh bloom to add to the evening's meal. So here are some favorites:

BASIL LEMONADE

1 cup sugar

1 cup fresh basil leaves

8 cups lemonade

(use the amount for the proportionate balance)

In a small saucepan, over medium heat, bring the sugar and 1 1/2 cups cold water to a simmer. Cook, without stirring, until the sugar dissolves and the mixture thickens slightly, bout 5 minutes. Remove from heat, add the basil, and let cool to room temperature. Strain the syrup into a resealable container and discard the solids. Pour 2 to 3 teaspoons of the basil syrup into each of 8 ice-filled glassed, then fill with lemonade. Garnish with an additional spring of basil. RATING: 10+ This is a really yummy way to enjoy simple syrup kicked up a couple of notches. It tastes good with iced tea, too. Although I did not like it flavored tea.

SAUTEED SPINACH WITH BASIL

2 teaspoons olive oil

4 cloves garlic, thinly sliced

1/3 cup pine nuts

10 ounces fresh spinach leaves

1/2 teaspoon kosher salt

1/4 teaspoon black pepper

2 cups fresh basil leaves

Heat the oil in a large skillet over medium low heat. Add the garlic and cook for 2 minutes. Add the pine nuts and cook until lightly golden, about 3 minutes. Increase heat to medium and add the spinach, salt, pepper, and 2 tablespoons of water (I used apple cider vinegar for a bit of a punch). Cover and cook, tossing occasionally with tongs, until the spinach wilts, about 4 minutes. Remove from heat. Add the basil and toss until it wilts, about 1 minute. Serve immediately. RATING: 7 but only if you use fresh spinach. Frozen (okay I didn't check to see if the fresh was any good and thought I could substitute) was too dry and too chopped. Flavors were GREAT, though. Garlic and pine nuts added the soft crunch, basil the aromatic fragrance.

And for the entree:

PARMESAN PORK CUTLETS

1 pork tenderloin (about 1 pound)

1/2 cup all purpose flour

2 large eggs

1 cup dry bread crumbs

1 teaspoon kosher salt (I used sea)

1/4 cup (1 ounce) grated Parmesan

4 tablespoons olive oil

Heat oven to 400F (we used the grill so the house would not be so hot). Thinly slice the tenderloin on a diagonal into 8 pieces. Pound the slices to a 1/4-inch thickness. Place the flour on a plate. Place the eggs in a shallow bowl and beat lightly. In a separate bowl, combine the bread crumbs, salt and Parmesan. Working in patches, lightly coat the cutlets first in the flour, then in the egg mixture (allowing any excess to drip off), and finally in the bread crumb mixture. Heat 2 tablespoons of the olive oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add 4 of the cutlets. Cook until golden, 1-2 minutes per side. Place the cutlets on a baking sheet. Wipe out the skillet and repeat with the remaining olive oil and cutlets. Transfer to oven and heat until the pork is cooked through, 8 to 10 minutes. RATING: 7-8. Andrew thought an 8; I only gave it a 7.The crust is crispy, the meat tender. You will think it is going to be dry and over cooked but it's lightly parm and yummy.

That's the ingredient of the week. All three were quick, easy, 4 on the skill level and left overs will make a delicious pork cutlet sandwich for tomorrow's lunch.

2009-07-18T13:14:00.007-06:00

Well, Andrew is home.

You may have noticed he helped me update my blog. Stay tuned for the next update (probably tomorrow--although he said I had to leave it for 6 days for all the poll numbers to come in).

FLOWERS

I love flowers. My grandmother taught me about flowers. She grew roses back in the day. Blowing off the aphids on the individual plants.

The flower I remember though, is the moon flower vine.

The large white blossom unfolds in the evening. The dark green heart shaped leaves surround the fragrant flowers. When evening would come, Mamaw (a good Southern name for Grandma) would quietly bring me around the side of the garage to witness this evening ritual of the new life of the intoxicating, luminous flowers. It always seemed she whispered as we gently walked up on the flowers so as not to disturb the tranquility. The next morning when we were hanging the laundry on the line (google it--not everyone, always had dryers) the mass of vining would remain leaving the promise of tonight's fragrance of memories.

Did I say I love flowers? I do. Pincushion,

gladiolus, daisies, lily of the valley,

you name it. I don't' grow my own too much any more so I really appreciate a good bouquet. Some people say it's a frivolous expense, but cut flowers in any room make for a brighter, sweeter environment. Beauty is truth.

(Money is available to anyone who knows the source--without Google).

This last week a good, dear, sweet friend gave me some flowers as a thank you for some help I gave her.

Initially I said something like, "Would you do this for a sister?" Hmmm. Like a thank you needs an explanation. Or somehow close, loving relationships preclude the kindness of "thank you" expressed.

Anyway, the flowers adorned my desk and now my beside table. Because, just because.

Promise

2009-03-02T15:38:00.006-07:00

I’m in the retelling mode. Now when I talk about Addis I tell the “best” story. This is not good. It means I’m not so connected—it’s more of a memory. I’ll work it. I promise to remember.

The next day of our trip was confusing to me. We travelled to Peter’s drop in center.

http://cyministry.org/

The puppet theatre did not set up correctly so that was left for another day. Noah was connecting with the crush of children and his 20 matchbox cars or so were “distributed.” It too was not optimum.

Then we sang with the children and then did a craft. Singing is always fun with children, especially in ET.

Then we proceeded into the classrooms to help with a craft. There were enough supplies. We made bookmarks. This was a little puzzling since I’m pretty sure none of the children own a book. They really enjoyed making the craft though. Kind of reminded me of some of the MOPS crafts I did—fun in the process but no earthly use for the item.

Over and over again I kept pondering why are the people so hopeful? Joyful? The conditions in Addis are not bleak.

The landscape is BEAUTIFUL. But to an American there are not a lot of “things.” The houses are not large. The gardens are utilitarian not English gardens full of blooms. Clothing is simple and there certainly is not the volume of garments that crowd our closets.

Buildings are run down. Nobody is fat. All the “stuff” that glitters to the American eye is missing.

BUT and it’s a big but, the people are full of promise, hope and contentment. They LOVE God and each other. Problems exist but God is bigger than the problems. The men who lead the ministries, Peter, Nega, Ephraim, Yohannes, are trusting God for big things—

things like food for hungry children, soccer jerseys for street boys that need something to do and someone to do it with, books to read to learn of God and all He has created, and the generous giving from people with things, some many unnecessary things.

These men and others like them are gracious, kind, hard-working men of prayer that believe God is who He says He is and He will do what He says He will do, men of faith. Superheros.

Freedom

2009-02-12T15:31:00.009-07:00

At the end of Wednesday it seemed like a good idea to pick a word to describe the day—a way for me to remember the significant impression of the day.

I shared this with one couple I met, Michelle and Chad from Indiana. She picked the word Freedom for Thursday’s adventures.

We saw children loved, cared for and children making a future. We stopped at a drop in center where the children swarmed us!!!

Not being one who enjoys an abundance of physical touch it was overwhelming.

I fell in love with a little girl with large brown eyes. (Half of Ethiopia, by the way).

She didn’t join in the play with the parachute, preferring a spot on the concrete step. So I joined her. She did not reach for my hand so I took hers and held it for a long time. When they were called to the meal time (lunch, I think). I reluctantly let go of her hand, touched her cheek and kissed her good-bye.

As a group we hung around for awhile longer so I wandered over to the lunch room for a peek inside since the children were singing and tapping as they waited for their food. She was sitting at the end of the table and when she looked at me a moment of recognition flickered across her face. Then when it really was time to say good-bye, I waived and she waived back with a big smile.

Then we headed over to the vocational training site of Win Souls for God http://www.wsg-street.org/wsg/

Gizachew Ayka is one of the founding members with an inspiring story of youthful passion to serve God and help the poor and needy of his community, making a profound different in the lives of hundreds just by obeying God.

The final stop of the day was a residential facility for former commercial sex workers.

These beautiful women are living in a large, clean building where they work together with each other raising their children. Yohannes spends his “free” time here providing prayer and counsel to these ladies – he’s a godly man who shares an example of a protecting, kind, honest, non-abusive man.

Hope abounds for these ladies as they re-construct their lives. They prepared coffee for us and showed us their babies.

Like all mamas so proud of their babies. We prayed with them and now continue to pray for them.

Freedom isn’t just another word for nothing else to lose. When you know you are safe, you will have at least one meal a day, you have an opportunity for learning and you can be secure in the love of God for you and yours that’s free.

Addis at night.

Aimlessness

2009-02-11T14:37:00.004-07:00

The first full day in Addis was interesting. Noah was eager to begin the day—I think that was 1 a.m. When you’re three years old jet lag functions the same way as for other age groups, it’s just cuter. Who doesn’t want something to eat, chocolate milk to drink and fun pirate video to watch first thing even if it is the middle of the night?

Our accommodations were provided by the Ethiopian Guest House http://www.ethiopiaguesthome.com/. It is a lovely place located somewhere in Addis. The only way I would be able to find it would be to walk up and down the streets (more like alleys) and look for the tribute picture of Mother Teresa painted on the wall. I’m sure that could take days (maybe weeks). Coffee (the best) and breakfast were served starting at 7 am and since I decided to sleep when I got home that worked out great for me.

I took our trip leaders request to de-bling seriously but I think I was the only one. I was clean, but dressed for a camping trip, minimal make-up, t-shirt and jeans, only one ring, sans gem stones and a modest pair of earrings. Not my best look but then I didn’t feel so good either – jet lag.

After pulling the group together—no easy task—we departed for Win Souls for God http://www.hfc-ethiopia.org/ office compound. We were escorted into a meeting room on the compound where our interpreter Yohannes introduced Tariku Wondimu who gave us a general over-view of the work of Win Souls for God.

One of their areas of concentration is a home for former commercial sex workers and since some members in our group had met some prostitutes the night before they were committed to finding a safe place for them. Well, we were invited to return the next day and no answer was given that day for the needy women.

So all 24 of us piled in the two vans and we were on the road again. My observation from the back window of the van was the aimlessness that was pervasive in the city and on out to the outskirts of town. People were walking all the time, shops were open with product and produce to sell, but no was selling, no one was buying. No one seemed to get anywhere.

We were headed to some meeting arranged by Amanda and her group, Better Care Network's Faith to Action Initiative.

Well, we had 2 flat tires along the way and were unable to make the meeting. Lots of drama over this, but the part of the event that sticks in my mind is our attempt to be generous. We had lots of p and j sandwiches left over from our “picnic” lunch and one in the group took the stack of containers over to a group of men on the side of the road and handed the entire stack to one man. When another man attempted to grab a container a fight ensued. It was not a pretty sight. I guess when you are hungry, really hungry, sharing is not an option.

We turned around on this road to nowhere and returned to the guest house. Day One memories are filled with a strong sense of the beginning of the paradigm shifting of my world view.

Humbled

2009-02-09T13:16:00.002-07:00

Just back from a trip to Addis Ababa, ET. I joined my daughter and her family for the purpose of meeting their daughter. The Young’s are adopting the most beautiful girl, Myra. She is small, 6 lbs. 8oz. (at 2 ¾ months). Also, she’s soft, delicate, content, and totally my granddaughter!!! There are no words for me to express the joy of seeing her. She is receiving GREAT care. The facility is big, bright, and clean. The staff ratio for care-giving is good. The staff is committed to the care and love of these little ones – not just a job but a service of mission.

The rest of the time spent in ET was for the purpose of learning about children’s services. Adoption is only a very small part of the solution to the extreme poverty experienced by the millions of needy children in Addis and ET. We visited drop in centers (no real comparable service here in the US, but similar to Head Start), a home for unwed mothers who were formerly making their living in prostitution, a training center for young men; teaching them to learn a trade while providing additional services including a meal, and pick-up soccer games with street children who joined us for a meal that evening to name a few of the highlights.

I will be posting over the next few days about the experience in a more detailed way, but to begin, Ethiopia humbled me. Here is a beautiful city, Addis Ababa, an ancient resort city for royalty, banded by mountains, canopied by blue, blue sky with the most gracious, humble, service-minded believers that I stand in awe of their commitment to our God. Young men who work all day and then serve the most needy, HIV+ children and women, abandoned and scorned children with little resource other than the Word of God and His sustaining strength.
Women who have endured the greatest humiliation and suffering at the hands of harsh men, open their home to guests and serve me. They receive our gift of donated formula, knowing that the nutrition for their babies is life giving. They will not let us leave their home without serving us coffee. Everywhere I turned the Ethiopians gave; they gave when by American standards they have nothing.

A land where there is no reason for hope or joy is embedded with profuse hope and abundant joy. God is in Addis Ababa.

All they asked is that we remember. We remember what we saw, what they need, and what we can give. I will remember.

Finally ...

2009-01-17T15:34:00.004-07:00

Well, some things are just too much fun. Wack a Mole is a questionable toy in my mind -- seems like a training tool for serial killers, but it does require hand to eye coordination.

Then there's Pirate smack down ...

Personally I prefer the traditional ...

A long but lovely "weekend." Some say the youth is wasted on the young. I say the youth deserve the young. And I don't mean Noah Young.

1981

2008-12-11T15:42:00.001-07:00

This is how I remember it.

Lots of fun today ...

2008-09-12T17:09:00.007-06:00

It was raining today so I thought I would not have that much fun with Cody. Boy was I wrong. First we went out to lunch. Cody likes to dip his fries in catsup and some of it remains on his face. Maybe for a snack later.

Then there was playing with the trucks.

That kind of playing takes a lot out of a guy so he went down for a nap. That’s when his brother, Tyler came by for a visit. There was crying.

Since this was his worst day every (shots and all) I think that was okay. He sure is a strong little guy. Big too. I think PJ said 13 pounds.

There was practicing of names, too. This one's for you Andrew.

Wisdom is proved right by her actions. Matthew 11:18, 19

2008-08-21T11:28:00.001-06:00

What really is wise?

Lots of things come to mind that require wisdom. There is always nuance. When we are planning to have children we have a lot of answers. When we have children we have lots of questions. Raising children, because there is no book that addresses your child in his or her specific circumstance. It’s no easy being cheesy, but God does say when we lack wisdom we need only ask Him. (James 1:5) He gives GENEROUSLY and without reproach.

This promise, of course, applies to other areas of our life, too. Like mental health. What a funny thing that we shy away from discussing our needs in the psychological and emotional realm. We seem to be able to grasp our intellectual capacity, performance standards, and productivity results. But emotions ... scary territory.

Who among you is wise and understanding? Let her show by her good behavior, her deeds in the gentleness of wisdom. James 3: 13

Wisdom is gentle. Hmmm. So can we be sure that when we are harsh, unkind, but truthful, abrasive or any other negative manifestation that we are NOT being wise? When I think about what corrects me, what motivates me it is almost always not the abrupt, stiff rebuke, but rather the firm, controlled, in-my-best-interest corrective comment.

I guess the content of what is being said is also important. Have you noticed that almost everyone knows how to give instruction on the other guy’s job? We seem to know how his/her job should be done and yet not much public comment is made to others about how I should do my own job.

Wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, reasonable, full of mercy and good fruits, unwavering, without hypocrisy. And the seed whose fruit is righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace. James 3:17, 18

Peace making seems to be a big deal to God.

Connecting

2008-08-20T13:17:00.006-06:00

It’s funny how we stay connected. Sometimes in person – I like this best with really good friends – that’s when you see, hear nuances that can be missed when there is no visual contact. Other times it is electronically. Now this is truly modern. I think of my grandparents who communicated only by letter writing when they returned to their respective homes during their summer break from Berkley. Long times between words, but you could re-read those words over and over again.

I like email. I like blogs. It’s fun to read about details of others life, to see the images of my loved ones as they eagerly live out their days.

Sometimes connecting is doing something. I do that with Cody on my weekly visits to his house. My Mamaw came to visit once a week and she helped my mom get caught up on household chores and they would go shopping and have lunch out (during the school year I tried to be “sick” on that day so I could stay home and somehow when it was time to shop/eat I was feeling a whole lot better). She also brought chocolate donuts.

Cody likes chocolate donuts.

He’s coming to my house this Friday.

Big Events

2008-07-19T18:23:00.022-06:00

The last couple of weeks have been highlighted with some big events. Beginning of July brought Leah and Noah for a visit from Chicagoland. Andrew drove out from Virginia. Tom and Joanna celebrated their marriage. Tyler was born. I went to Las Vegas in July. And Nathan and LeBechi Hovestol celebrated their marriage. That’s the chronological version. Here are some photo highlights.

Noah and Leah stayed at our house. Noah is the great pretender. He pretends to be sleeping, snoring and all.

Lots of laughter, splashing in water (bath time with Cody).

We spent a couple of days that the rec center. There were some hot days. After swimming we would walk around the grounds, hoping to wear out the boys.

Andrew arrived on Tuesday (I think). Since he was driving I wanted him to text me each time he arrive at a new state. It was a good way not to worry and I'm sure he was pulled over to the side of the road to send the text.

4th of July means parade in Niwot.

Civic minded leaders provide decorations for kids of all ages to decorate their bikes, wagons and other means of transportation.

Now Niwot is a small town with a big parade. The only problem is, there are more people in the parade than watching it!

Uncle Andrew and Jack were among the watchers. Someone took a picture of me -- proves I was there.

After the parade we made our way to the marriage celebration of Tom and Joanna Shattuck. Joanna was a BEAUTIFUL bride.

Lots of pretty girls at the celebration.

Well we were hoping for Tyler to born while Leah and Andrew were here but it was not to be. Tyler made his debut on July 8 just after midnight. He looks just like his brother Cody.

Patricia has her hands full, but she is doing GREAT. Cody is the best big brother!

So I was free to join my BFF in Las Vegas.

Boy McCarran has really changed over the years. I remember running to catch a flight in the 70s and it was more of municipal airport then. Liz picked me up in the convertible.

This is the view from our hotel room.

It was HOT, 108 degrees a couple of days. Vegas is different when you are there working with Recovery ministry. Liz won't let me eat, just like Leah. So I'm still trying to figure out how I gained 2 lbs. (lost again already)

Today we celebrated with the Hovestol family. Nathan and LeBechi were married on July 5 in Atlanta, GA, honeymooned in Mexico and then briefly stopped in Longmont so we all could congratulate them.

Tomorrow Is Another Day

2008-06-15T20:40:00.013-06:00

Busy week. I worked on Monday, ten joined friends for SATC at the after 8 pm. showing. Pretty impressive in my opinion since that means I was not home until after 11; stayed awake for the whole movie, too.

Tuesday I was the delivery person for GAW. Now delivery as a job is not what I would call hard; not intellectually taxing nor physically taxing since I was delivering micro greens not pianos. But stressful it is. There are a LOT of people out there delivering product so we can consume them and there are “rules of the road.” Rules I did not always know (flip flops do not meet safety standards at Shamrock Foods) or follow (oops, forgot to put the money IN the meter—no ticket however).

Wednesday I took the day off and don’t really remember what I did, but I did have sushi for dinner. Did I mention Mark was in Grayslake for the week?

Thursday I took an Excel class. Very good instructor; he was funny, he taught off the book and he answered questions directly. I learned that I’m a beginning intermediate and I will be hoping to achieve intermediate status before the end of the year. It’s hard to know if this is achievable since I really don’t use Excel on a daily basis, but it’s worth a try.

Friday Mark came home and Patricia had a doctor’s appointment. I went with her since Cody had one too.

Before I hooked up with them I had a hair appointment with Mary who was leaving for San Diego as soon I was finished. Even though I’m sure she was anxious to get going she did a great job on my hair.

Well Patricia’s appointment went well. Dr. LaVigne is the perfect doctor for PJ.

She is not drama driven, but wisely cautious and as such she wanted another ultrasound of baby Craig. We went to lunch at Panera (yes, again their salads are GOOD). We arrived promptly for the 1:30 pm. ultrasound appointment and still had not been seen by 2:30 pm. So I said maybe she should re-schedule as I was going to the opera that evening.

Well they got her in in less than 10 minutes so I got to see baby in utero. Amazing.

The opera, Nixon in China, was terrible. We had a light dinner before at Tamayo a new Mexican cuisine restaurant on Larimer with a balcony setting – lovely. Since my companions Gil, Helen and Helen’s neighbor Carolyn thought 10:15 pm. was too late for dessert we did not stick around to discuss the pluses (few) and minuses (numerous) of the opera.

Saturday was hot so I joined Liz for lunch at Jill’s (St. Julien’s restaurant).

With the floor to ceiling windows open we looked out onto Pearl St. and we could have been thousands of miles away. The food was good, inexpensive and the afternoon was delightful.

Sunday was a baby shower at the Craig residence, small but very fun. Guests were from Jason’s work

and they are a hoot. We played the obligatory games, ate good food and watched Cody play.

After the guests left PJ and I took Cody for a haircut.

He is one doll baby. And he kisses me, too. One cool dude.

All in all a good week off of work – it seems like forever since I sat at my desk.

No Camera

2008-06-04T16:26:00.002-06:00

Well, my camera isn't working. I think my posts are more interesting if there are photos, too. But here goes another musing without the photographic proof.

Last week I looked after Cody while his mom had a doctor's appointment. We walked over to a school playground where he had a great time. He slid down the slide -- holding a basketball! -- it was fun to watch, that first expression of confidence and then a moment of terror and finally a successful finish.

He sat on my lap at lunch and nuzzled in. I love him.

Gil came over for dinner to practice his Piaget presentation. It was interesting, emotions and the developing pattern for children. He has a much better title, but I did learn something and I hope he has a great time in Quebec.

The bathroom remodel progresses. The sink is out (I hope the marriage can survive sharing a sink--it's been several years). The serious plumbing re-configuring happens in a couple of weeks and it is a huge improvement over the 80's footprint. Larger, more open, private, and it will be beautiful. Lots of fun surprises in store. You will have to come over to go potty in a couple of months!

My bedroom closet is updated, too. There is so much more room. I have more room for clothes and shoes. So pay day is next week and I will do my part to fill it up.

Saturday is anniversary day. I found an old card/book from my children celebrating 25 years. It's hard to believe it's 33. Whew! This might work out after all.

Graduations

2008-05-19T16:14:00.000-06:00

This was a weekend to shop for and celebrate some of the graduations of friends of mine. I like to give jewelry. There’s always the possibility I can borrow it at some time.

Kristin completed her Masters Degree. She is a therapist now – officially. There are few occupations that you want your friends to have, car mechanic, massage therapist, hair dresser and I would add to the list therapist. Think of the money I will save.

Anyway, Kristin celebrated with a party on Saturday. Her mother made fajitas that were delicious. I’m so glad I’m on a new diet plan – see how much one person can eat before they explode. So far I have come close, but there’s still room for more. Her parents, David and Ginger are DELIGHTFUL. No wonder Kristin is great – she comes from a good family.

Kacey graduated from UNC on Saturday the 9th. So exciting to finish the work and move on. Although the ensuing week was a little rough for her – a possible bunion in her future – she (and I) are ready to work out as soon as we get medical permission.

One more HS graduation to go. Maybe I’ll have pictures of that.

Grayslake is NOT Chicago

2008-05-15T14:17:00.006-06:00

I went for a visit to see Noah last weekend. When I tell people I’m going out of town I usually say “Chicago.” Interestingly those from Chicago do NOT consider Grayslake, Chicago. When I asked a news seller at the airport if he was voting for Obama and he did not commit I said, “But he’s from Chicago!” I was firmly told he was NOT from Chicago, maybe Springfield, but not Chicago. It’s funny to me but then I’m not from Chicago.

Noah was a blast. There’s the spontaneous break out into Tomorrow in a Broadway-style performance, the horsey-man you tube requests and Curious George IN the toilet that surprise and delight. He really is growing up – potty training, definitive tastes (vinegar water is not in the top ten) and activities like the riber (the lake outlet) where we throw rocks and sticks.

Mimi went to Boogie Baby Dance Class at the Community Center. I’m still pretty good, but Noah is really doing it. Jeenie combed his hair – the faux hawk is totally stylin’.

Dancing with the worm (ribbon) was a highlight of the class.

The worm travels your body, sails through the sky and even hides behind your back. Miss Judy is VERY patient.

We made the mandatory stop at Starbucks (note product placement). Noah however was tired, unusually tired. But when he woke up we finished our snack and then headed over to the nursery where we came in contact with the gray cat. Apparently Noah is scared of cats -- he wanted to be held. My back is still recovering.

Sunday was Mother’s day so Noah had some great presents for his mom. Jennie helped him get some tulips. Mimi helped Noah serve his mommy coffee in bed, along with a very pretty card.

The train ride to Golf Road had its own issues. I probably will NOT be traveling to Europe alone, but just remember I did what was necessary to get the job done.

All in all worth the $138 round trip air fare.

Another week

2008-04-20T16:20:00.013-06:00

Well this last week had it's ups and downs. Mark and I went to Jill's at the St. Julien Hotel & Spa for a drink on Wednesday night. It was a BEAUTIFUL day, a bit windy so we sat inside and shared some nachos. We decided to splurge and share the banana split for two.

Well I think it's inappropriately named. It should be banana split for 4. Although our waiter said he can eat the whole thing by himself (after a ride up Boulder Canyon).

Then on Thursday when my weekend begins, I stopped by Contempo NAILS and had a pedicure.

It was my first time in this shop in the Gunbarrel shopping center so I did not know they ddo NOT accept tips on credit/debit cards. Well, I told Thu that I would come back with a tip the next day, which I'm sure she thought this was probably not going to happen. So when I stopped in on Friday she was all smiles. I hope this becomes a good business relationship.

Friday night our small group from Flatirons met at Yvette and James' home in Longmont. They are selling this house and moving to Erie to facilitate family life and work. James has a new job that will have him travelling out of town. Yvette teaches at Erie Middle and her two children still at home, Reed and Whitney both attend Erie schools.

Well it turns out it was celebration of Dan and Yvette's birthdays as well. Dan is older; Yvette would want you to know.

The other couple is Lisa and Chad (his real name is Chester and he's a Boulder native). They are VERY fun and Chad is FUNNY is a big way. He had me laughing all night. Lisa is a flight attendant and she is a CA native so I like her at the get go. She brought a fun drink for the evening (pomegranate juice--one of the "super" foods, vodka--arguably SUPER, with soda, a yummy concoction that left my face numb so I tried to keep my mouth shut just in case my brain was equally numb). It was a good night sharing joys -- Dan and Cheri are celebrating their 25 anniversary on a Caribbean cruise next month -- and sharing what we are learning -- how God is working in our lives to do His good will -- kids, jobs, relationships, etc.

Then Saturday Cody came over to go garage sale-ing with his mom and me. We went to this Twin Club sale and PJ got a change table for Alyssa's room and sling for carrying her. I bought a cute little purple onesy. Next location yielded a shelving unit for the Craig laundry room and a Hot Wheel-type bike.

By now we were starving so we stopped in Louisville Abo's for sustenance. Cody loves pizza, but mostly he like walking around the place. Although he was willing to pose for this photo.

Note the scrapped elbow. He notices the "pain" when he stumbles, but he keeps on going.

We wandered over to Hobby Lobby (after mistakenly going into Big Lots) to buy more denim for the big boy room rug. I think I bought other things, but I can't remember. The sales clerk gave me a 40% discount on the fabric since there was a coupon -- true kindness.

Here it is Sunday another beautiful, sunny, warm, but not hot day. A good conclusion to a restful, pleasant weekend.

High School and Other Fast Times

2008-04-09T12:53:00.000-06:00

Lately I’ve been having some good times with girlfriends, talking about clothes, participating in activities, phone calls for help and advice, quick dining after work to name a few. It caused me think about female friendships and what they mean to me now and what they have meant to me.

High School was the time for hours and hours of my week devoted to time/conversation. Kathy was my best friend in High School. We went to class every day, saw each other between classes since we shared a locker and then called each other after to school to talk about our day or whatever. I’m still amazed we had that much to talk about. It must have been dreams and schemes, at least half of which never materialized.

College was an adjustment. No parents around to monitor activities or selection of friends, but I didn’t get to see my closest friends as often as I would have liked. There was school work, which frankly wasn’t hard until the senior year, but you did have to do it. Times with girlfriends like Melene or Paulette became more event oriented, we went to concerts in the park, movies in Westwood, dinner at the home of grandparents and of course, shopping. There was THE pair of jeans that we all wore which seems weird since we were all shaped differently, some long and lean, some curvy. But those jeans made us all look GOOD.

Dates really entered the picture during college times. Guys change the dynamic. You want to go out, be desired, but who was ready to get into something serious? Apparently most of my friends as they were married and some divorced before I was married at 23 years old. Whew! The advantage of girlfriends when dating is obvious, someone to help you dress for the date, either advice or shared clothes. And then following the date the debrief. There’s nothing like the positive re-enforcement from a friend before you head out with your ego on the line.

Then marriage and family. No husband wants to be girlfriend, besides they don’t remember what everyone was wearing, what was said and what was meant by what was said. But they probably do remember the food. Friends have to be able to pick up where we left off, peppered with lots of grace for forgotten birthdays and other significant events or the relationship falls by the wayside. But those enduring friendships are the meaningful, precious, joyful rewards of living a people focused life. Doing work together from MOPS to PTA to HOA boards, from family camping, picnics at Lake Loveland, or coffee at Starbucks, girlfriends add the conversation, fashion and relationship to any activity.

Aging doesn’t change the need for those comfortable, casual encounters. When a friend says, “relaxing in my bedroom, stretched out on the bed talking about our day in the mountains and planning the next time together reminded me of high school,” or when loaning scarves for a trip to Paris to other friend who says, “Oh, just like a best-friend.”

That’s when you know what James Taylor means when he says “you’ve got a friend.”

Some things you never learn ...

2008-04-05T16:03:00.008-06:00

Well, today I went skate skiing. After running into friends, Libby and Falk, yesterday I was prepared. I had information about the terrain, after the first hill it was "easy." I had ski pants (thanks Mary--I was dry the entire time!)

And I was with 2 GREAT friends on a most beautiful, Colorado day. Kacey invited Liz and I to join her at Eldora ski area, just above Nederland.

None of us were sure what skate skiing was but we were willing to enjoy an hour lesson and find out. Boots on, we were ready.

While I never really did it, being in the mountains trying was very fun. I fell a few times, no pain, good information to know you can fall and get back up. Kacey did GREAT or maybe Peter the instructor just like talking with her :-)

This fall happened just after a great run that I got on film, but for some reason I am unable to upload. Really.

Liz is strong. She just took to the skating technique right away--maybe she really already knew what she was doing.

Did I mention it was a gorgeous day? It was too warm for hats and when you were moving the jackets came off, too.

Then we returned to the "lodge", turned in our skiis, took a couple of pictures

and then headed out for lunch. The Nederland Cafe was our second choice (the pizza place was stinky). We had fun "de-briefing." Good times.

Jamboree 2008 Preview

2008-03-29T18:50:00.011-06:00

This afternoon Mark and I enjoyed a long, leisurely lunch at YKK Ranch the mountain home of two of our dear Colorado friends, Dan and Janet.

A thirty mile drive from our home in Niwot, about 40 minutes taking Left Hand Canyon up the Rocky Mountains. Just outside Roosevelt National Park nestled in the mountains West of Jamestown, CO this “cabin” will be the site for the 2008 Jamboree.

There is a lovely great room with sitting area, fireplace included (dog excluded), dining area and kitchen.

This main floor includes an office (with a secret door opening), bathroom, and laundry room. A wrap around deck provides fabulous view of the Rockies. There are sitting areas, dining areas and a hot tub.

Upstairs is the master bed and bath,

a Jack and Jill bedroom, bath and a delightful “reading” nook for quiet reflection – at least that’s how I plan on spending my time there!

Downstairs is the Cowboy room and bath, family room with wet bar and big screen TV. For those who snore there is a secluded room with bunks bed (who votes Dad and Andrew get this location?)

Now it’s time for the schedule of events and we are on our way.

Dan and Janet welcome you to Colorado and the Hauser Chateau!

Resurrection Day 2008

2008-03-24T08:48:00.009-06:00

Mark and I began our Easter celebration on Holy Saturday, participating in leadership in the Children’s Ministry at Flatirons Community Church, Lafayette, CO. We arrived at 2:45p (yes, 2:45p, apparently lots of people go to church on Saturday at 3p). I worked the K-1st room for 2 sessions, Mark for 3. Lots of kiddos. I think the smallest session was at 39 children. Plenty of workers, though. This was the BEST holiday I’ve worked in the children’s program. Good singing, GREAT Bible teaching, fun craft, darling children.

We attended the 4th service of the day at 7:30p that night. Glad I’m not on the Service production team—whew! Four services on Saturday and Sunday yet to come!!!!! There was communion, a FABULOUS light show, worship music extraordinaire and as always Jim teaching from the Word the story of redemption, completion, hope, and joy.

And that was just Saturday.

Sunday, I joined my co-workers at Calvary Bible Church in Boulder CO.

Pat and Michelle with the girls all decked out in their Easter-outfits.

John (with Lindsay and Baby Girl Boyle pictured above) and others prepared the F-Hall (we are not allowed to put fellowship in print—too churchy) for the Gathering. It was classy and casual. More relaxed than the “Sanctuary” (I wonder why we can put THAT in print?).

Kristin, Kim and I sat together.

Kim’s sister Liz and family (Stephen and Kayla—she’s so darling!!!!) joined her, up from Colorado Springs.

They like David, too.

Then I prepared some side dishes for dinner at the Swanson’s. It’s always fun at their house. The food’s great. Eric, being a carnivore had 3 kinds of meat (ham, turkey and beef) all cooked to perfection. He MAKES you taste it all.

We sat with Kacey and Erik. They are so fun, so cute and they are willing to listen to Monique stories. (More on this story to come).

The people were great. Lots of relationships over the years have yielded Liz and Eric a tapestry of love (kind of syrup-y but true).

One thing I know to be true is that Swanson’s never miss a time to share of the redemption we have in Jesus. Eric stopped the festivities to let his friend tell us of his journey—years of rebuilding a life that once was, restoring his soul while safe in the Swanson home to now ministering to thieves and murderers (literally, he is a prison chaplain). God is in the redemption business. Thank God, I have Savior. He is risen!

Arriving later, Brenda and Rich sat with us along with their son, Philip. He’s darling. Articulate, interesting, handsome. I wish I had one more daughter to marry off.

Then being the party animal I am off to the Yegge household for dessert. Mark made his award-winning cheesecake to share with the Yeg-meister’s and Cheri’s sister’s family. It was the first time for us to face-to-face meet Libby and Rick (and girls), but I feel like I know them. TR cds, photos and stories all make you feel like you know someone. What a lovely family.

Alyssa perked up when Patrick stopped by after work. While he had eaten dinner earlier, dessert and seconds were rigueur de jour. No pictures of this event – I was pooped. But, just for the record, Cheri was dressed darling in a CAbi fun-print cardigan. Matt was out-of-town but we spoke of him often as Godiva was left behind for safe-keeping. Brett remained cool (not hot and sweaty) before he departed to join Nikki and her family – the boy goes to girl house.

Resurrection Day 2008 – He is Risen!

Southern Reflections

2008-03-24T08:25:00.010-06:00

I’ve been too tired to post lately. Working, going to bed, just a little shopping (well some things are essential).

Beginning of March I was in Charlotte, NC to be nanny/Mimi. I love Noah. He is curious (like George), fun (like Mimi), kind (like Coco) and totally himself.

He reads the Bible (perfect emphasis in all the right places, THIS …).

Plays in the water. Romps in the park (even falling off the ladder of the big slide was not a deterrent to FUN).

Church was fun, too. One hour and 45 minutes for service. Whew! That’s a commitment. Noah enjoyed Sunday School and brought home a cute project—whatever it was.

Then Aunt Patricia and Cousin Cody joined us in Atlanta, GA. The weather was mixed. Sunny and nice one day and then rainy and windy the next. We swam in the warm pool, watched the results of the Obama/Clinton contest (wrong winner) and then drove back to Charlotte together. The boys got some needed rest. Patricia got a crick in her body (she shared the back seat with 2 car seats).

The boys played well together. Morning coffee is almost to tradition status. As we are product-loyal off to Babucks it is. Note the product placement.

Rainy day tent making was a success.

Meal time was not without effort but almost always a success. Because Cody sees me more often he doesn’t need warm up to Mimi time. I love him—he looks so much like his mommy did at this age.

There was the library – a great one.

And then after Uncle Andrew arrived we ventured in to the Discovery Place. This is also a terrific place for children. Apparently all the children of Charlotte come on Saturday morning. Andrew and I were a little overwhelmed but the mommies and the kiddies had full emotional tanks.

All in all a good time. New memories, new information (one does not need a photo ID to fly domestically—more to that story, but I prefer not to put it in print), new plans (the Jamboree is less than a month away).

My children are my greatest joy. They have grown to adulthood in a manner that is pleasing. Each one retains the characteristics of his or her individual personality, but there is a depth of life to them. They have all made no-so-good decisions (tattoos come to mind), but they have grown to be people of God, kind daughters, a strong son and children that are an honor to their mother. Plus I have grandchildren.

Charlotte North Carolina 2008

2008-03-02T10:55:00.011-07:00

Okay. I'm in Charlotte. I arrived Friday evening. Un eventful flight, thank goodness. The very first flight change went smoothly. When I arrived Noah helped me unpack my bag and he found this drum in my suitcase. It had a bunch of musical instruments including drum sticks. I wonder how that got in my suitcase?

Charlotte is very pretty city. Small. Mostly clean but this CIAA event is happening so there's lots of tourist trash about. We began Saturday with Starbucks (surprise). The walk is just perfect about 15-20 minutes. Noah enjoys his steamer and then helps put all the trash in it's appropriate container.

Then we walked to the Discovery Museum. Lots of sights to see on the way--lions for instance. Curbs around the flower beds (yes, flowers are in bloom--mostly violets) make a perfect jumping off point.

Noah posed as a NASA astronaut. He would make a very strong, handsome commander.

There is a small children's section which we will visit again with cousin Cody that has 'slides, a water feature and lots of children, parents and grand-parents. We spent an hour busily playing.

When we went shopping (surprise) there was the ride in the car. The sun is bright here, too so sun glasses are the option of the day.

Sunday we attended church at Steele Creek Church. A lot hallelujah but it was a good morning of worship.

Noah attended Sunday School for the 1 hour and 50 minute service (I think this counts as 2 Sunday attendances).

It's a good start to a GREAT week.

Restaurant Week 5280

2008-02-25T13:36:00.005-07:00

We began our celebration of Restaurant Week 2008 at the Home and Garden Show.

Tickets are cheap and worth it.

All sorts of new design ideas and products displayed to make your life easier or more productive. We saw vessel sinks, glass, stone, marble as well as 400 ct. Egyptian cotton sheets for $20 a set. (Almost as good as Patricia’s yard sale find.) I bought the massage/vibrater pillow. Just wait for Charlotte. It’s as good as Bucky but it moves.

The one product that stood out – black carbon radiant heat blankets. It’s an alternative to the copper coil product. Still electric but, safety first, only heats to 83 degrees. This might be useful for the bathroom remodel. More research is needed as sales people are not known to share a fair and balanced report on the products available in the marketplace.

After our two hour ride we walked to the 16th Street Mall, hopped a shuttle to Larimer Street to share a dinner at Osteria Marco.

Gil and Mark had the slow-roasted suckling pig (way to close in the food chain for my tastes). It was served with garlic spinach and roasted potatoes. Great presentation. Mark said the spinach was cooked perfectly, creamy, flavorful, not biting. The pig was tender, moist VERY good. They both ate their whole dinner.

I had a glass of chianti with an arugula salad and a wild mushroom pizza. The wine was good not great, the salad was delicious but I’m used to a more peppery arugula flavor with the micro greens. The pizza was outstanding. The mushroom were flavorful, meaty and plentiful. The cheese was melted on a thin crispy crust. Yum.

Dessert was delicious, too. Chocolate and vanilla gelato with nuts and whipped crème. I stuck to my 3 bites, but wow, it was goooood.

We discussed the Oscar winning No Country For Old Men. Reviewers are saying it is a literate meditation on America's bloodlust for the easy fix. Good and evil are tackled with a rigorous fix on the complexity involved. Gil thought it was a bloody, vengeful tale that lack a depth of plot and character. Well, his instructor at Denver University is using the film for discussion on Wednesday as they learn to develop their skills as film critics. We’ll hear his review of the review later on in the week. The Academy, however, has spoken. The Coen Brothers do it again. Here’s to life in the corner of the sandbox.

Routine Maintenance

2008-02-25T12:50:00.003-07:00

Well Friday I got my hair cut. Mary has been doing my hair for 20 years. She is such a part of the story of my life from routine cuts/color to helping everyone be beautiful for the weddings! She is a motivating person. To her life is an adventure; she is not content to just live the life she knows. Exploring Colorado, career opportunities, alternative parenting strategies, Mary is amazing.

New to my life is Amy. She’s my stylist at Ulta. She’s beautiful, young, smart and very feminine. She likes working in skin care. She’s making mine look soooo much better. Her gentle touch is relaxing and healing. We laugh together and then while she’s making money I spend mine. :-)

Saturday Mornings

2008-02-23T10:22:00.004-07:00

Many Saturday mornings, I meet with my friend Kacey. I remember the day she was born so in some ways it is bewildering that she is young woman now. She is beautiful, strikingly so. But her real beauty is on the inside. Sensitive, thoughtful, quality, caring are the first words that come to my mind when I think of her. We laugh together about things like, duh, relating to the men in our lives or a break-through in our growing. We pray for each other and then rejoice in what God is doing in our lives. It is a GREAT way to start a Saturday!

Plus it always involves a latte.

February 18

2008-02-19T13:19:00.004-07:00

Today was John’s birthday. He’s 27.

So we went to lunch at Japango. I mean the post office and the banks are closed today to celebrate so lunch seemed appropriate if not understated. http://www.japonsushi.com/japangohome_bestsushi_indenver.html

Then we came back to the office for dessert. Cindy made him a peanut butter crème pie. It was yummy. John actually shared! All in all it’s been a good birthday celebration week—it began last Monday with the cheese fries, nachos and margaritas. Now back to the quest to lose the finally 10 lbs., which by the way is now 12 lbs. It was a good week

The Week In Review

2008-02-17T13:55:00.008-07:00

So this week I got a new lamp for my desk. I’m preparing for Kim’s departure (she will eventually get married and not be my officemate). Making my surroundings new and still pretty will be the antidote to my sadness at losing a good working partner.

David sent her flowers for Valentine's Day so I guess she's still in love.

Monday was Liz's birthday. So Kacey and I went to the movies with her and then out to dinner. We saw 27 Dresses -- very cute. We ate at Chili's -- nachos with a margerita and then since we were still hungry (huh?) we had cheese fries. Good times.

My CONOMO group continues to meet regularly. Last week we had a GREAT dinner at Pat’s house. She, by the way gave me a hilarious card referring to the harm aging has on the eyes of the innocent young ones. VERY funny. That’s Pat posing with Liz and Janet.

A Friday at PJs included Coco since he worked on Valentine's day. Cody loves us and we LOVE him.

Twelve days until my North Carolina adventure. My free time is consumed with planning my packing. As Mark said on Friday, “Are you packed yet? It’s 2 weeks until you leave.” While packing waits until the day before all the planning will be done this week.

Atlanta figures into the trip as well. So this week I’m researching the history of the region (with special attention to the Civil War era, also referred to as The War Between the States). There will aquarium visits to be sure (Noah is THE reason I’m going to be there) but I’m also interested in higher level concerns as dining locations and shopping (different sku’s you know).

We started our Dinner Club with 5 couples from Flatirons. James and Kelly, Tom and Tina, James and Yvette, Dan and Cheri, John and Pat. We are planning on meeting once a month, a new house each month. Dan and Cheri hosting this month and James and Kelly are set for March. We had sausage tortelli and potato soup for dinner with chocolate fondue for dessert. Backies dipped in chocolate. Yum. Blackies are brownies made with very dark chocolate. I'm not allowed to have these ever again as I CANNOT control myself. :-)

Life is good always challenging.

2008-02-06T19:56:00.001-07:00

Sunday afternoon while most of America was engrossed in the Super Bowl festivities, I joined my husband and uncle for the eighth annual co-operative symposium at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts, Donald R. Seawell Grand Ballroom hosted by Kent Thompson, Artistic Director of the Denver Center Theatre Company. Discussed was Plainsong a play about abandonment, grief and stoicism; a play that demonstrates how kindness, hope and dignity can restore and redeem damaged lives. Staged in “snapshots” a picture emerges of community and landscape, a community of both beauty and ugliness.

Panelist included Kent Haruf, author of Plainsong, Eric Schmiedl, playwright, and Peter Brown, photographer, moderated by Kent Thompson. There was a satisfying presentation of the collaborative process involved in adapting a book for the stage. They chose a macro representation which held many logistical difficulties some resolved by below the stage elevators and a large cast (over 30). With 50 scenes (yes, 50) and 3 acts the 2 ½ hour performance included a ranch scene determining whether cows were with calf or not, a revealing love scene, a rocking Denver party, and a painful high school classroom recitation. Learning how and why these gentlemen chose what they chose was appealing. There were times when they got it right (the Guthrie boys grieving over their mother’s departure from the family) and the times when they didn’t quite get it (the casting of Victoria).

Denver Center Theatre Company did a fine job.

The evening turned cold, a wet cold, unfamiliar to the Denver area. Since nothing was open until 5 we stopped into Starbucks for a warm cup. Conversation surrounded reminiscent recollections of family of origin. Then we walked up to Larimer Square and had a small bite to eat, bruschetta, cheese. No dessert. Not very many people out in Denver, only one other bar open to handle the “crowds.” Ah, small town living. Oh wait this is the big city.

Another Friday

2008-02-01T13:53:00.000-07:00

So Cody came for a visit today. His mom had a doctor’s appointment. All is good on the new baby front. Here PJ is at 17 weeks.

Coco stayed to say hi and then off to the farm—it’s delivery day.

We went for a walk around the cul-de-sac (ask your mother what that is). It’s a little cold but sunny and fun to be outside concentrating on clouds, rocks, dogs barking, etc.

Then inside we played with the smiley face ball. It’s hard to decide who’s happier. I mean when you can eat a carrot and play with a ball how good can life get.

Plainsong, A Colorado Setting

2008-01-27T16:20:00.000-07:00

Last night Mark and I joined my uncle Gil and Helen Murphy at the Denver Center for the Performing Art to view Plainsong. The play is a fresh adaptation of the 1999 novel by Kent Haruf. It's set in Holt, a fictional small town in eastern Colorado that's based on Yuma, a ranching community 140 miles west of Denver. The book was written by Kent Haruf, who happened to work as a shelver at the Denver Public Library before he was published. My aunt Jean was the head librarian and she kept watch on the development of his career. So we readers went out to view the stage adaptation version.

Following the play we dined at the Crue, a Larimer Street wine bar. The wines were great, the food average. The atomsphere was pleasant and the company was terrific. We discussed the play, our future travel plans and politics while we dined on ciopinno, ahi tuna, pork chop, and venison. The cheese plate was below average but the cheese fondue was delicious. Weather was in the 40s so walking around the city was a delight.

Well here is the long await unveiling of the 2008 Jamboree jammies.

The boys will be so cute! Almost can't wait.

Still Alive and Kickin'

2008-01-21T19:48:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm back from my visit to Chicago. Who goes to Chicago in the winter -- grandmas! I had a lot of fun with Noah (Leah, too). Then the next week Cody and I hung out while his mom got her eyes checked. He likes how I dance.

Not much in store this week, just work. Saturday brings "Plainsong" with Gil and Helen Murphy. We'll dine in Denver, too. Watch for that post.

Peace out.

New Year 2008

2008-01-01T15:58:00.000-07:00

Lots of fun to start the year off right. Last night after work, a drink and a tasty treat with Kim and Kristen. Mark joined us after deliveries and then shared too much of the stories of our married life -- I do have to work with Kim!

Very cold night so we did the middle-aged thing -- went home and went to bed early -- the new year is there in the morning without the personal ushering in.

The annual tradition is brunch at the Yegge's. Some yummy to the tummy tastes, including coffee and a blueberry bread pudding (with lemon sauce). It was REALLY worth it. Good conversation with VERY good friends. Dan shared his initial thoughts on the basement project. Lots of good options for a lovely home improvement.

Cheri and I made plans for a movie date, Enchantment. Not my first choice in movies, but first choice in friends!

Lily was lovely, too. She has a pink tooth! Ah, first grade those were the days, my friend. The going rate of a tooth -- $1. Whew!

The rennovation on the bathroom has begun. Hmmm. The last time we began a rennovation somebody announced their engagement. Keeping any secrets Andrew?

We tried out the webcam with the Young family. It was fun to talk with Noah and see him. I love technology. Ipod is next.

Cheers!

A Play Date with Cody

2007-12-28T15:52:00.001-07:00

Today was a good day.

Cody came for a visit. He's such a happy child, quietly strong willed. Patricia brought him over while she went for a check-up. He took a long nap so he was ready for an afternoon of shopping.

We scouted the sales at Baby Gap, Gymboree and made purchases at Old Navy. Cody was quite the help in the dressing room.

At least until he figured out how to crawl under the door. It is much more time consuming to shop with a child. However he really did enjoy the soccer game in the store with one of their balls. The lady in the check out line got over her initial shock -- Cody spied her coke in the shopping bag and since he was somewhat thirsty reached in to help himself -- sharing is a good quality.

Once we hit the road home, a bottle of warm milk made for a full tummy and sleepy eyes.

It was a very good day.

Christmas 2007 part deux

2007-12-25T16:47:00.001-07:00

This was a good Christmas. Family, friends, phone calls, and fun. Enjoy the photos of me with friends Lily, Alyssa and Brett. IL Andrew and we had a really good time of talking, eating and not a lot of doing. That is yet to come.

Christmas 2007

2007-12-25T10:41:00.001-07:00

This was a good Christmas. Andrew was here -- visiting from VA. He played the piano for me -- $10K and he knows 2 songs. Money well spent.