Sunday, November 30, 2008

Sometimes I Do The Right Thing


I have been working on my calenders which I give as Christmas presents every year. This year, I found I had an extra one so I began to think about who I would give it to.
At first, I thought I would give it to my pastor at church but today, I realized that I wasn't really doing it for him as much as I was doing it for the praise and the recognition. I wanted to be noticed. I don't really think it would have made an impression on him since he doesn't know me from Eve but I kept hestitating and I couldn't figure out why.
Today I know. My niece, Cindy, is visiting from Miami. Cindy has alway had a special place in my heart because she has had some rough times. This morning she was talking about how disconnected she feels sometimes. I should explain that Cindy has lived in many different places like Peru, Africa, and now Kasikstan. Her husband works in copper so he goes where the business is. It has been difficult for Cindy and her kids. Her two sons have both been in prison and her daughter is kinda of drifting.
When she talked about being disconnected, I thought about the calender with all the birthdates and anniversaries and so I decided that Cindy would get the extra calender. I hope her siblings who read this blog will forgive me but she needs it more than you guys.
I want her to always know that she is loved. Everyone needs to know that.
It was the right thing to do and I am glad I did. She loves it.

Friday, November 28, 2008

The Annual Thanksgiving Turkey Bowl













Even though there was a slight mist which turned into a drizzle, the Annual Thanksgiving Turkey Bowl did go on. The teams were ready. We had a bunch of combatants: The Foxs(Mo, John, and Thomas), The Colemans(Joe, Ev, Ellie, Izzi, and Mags), the Iturbis(Aziz, Cindy, Isaac, and Jazmene) and good friend, Bonnie. Aziz turned out to be the number one scorer. I saw him score two touchdowns. Bonnie was the number one defensive player. Even after Aziz had scored she was still chasing him. Thomas managed to get a tackled nicely by big brother, John. Izzi got it from big sister, Ellie. The Cheerleaders(Christian Fox and Cindy Foster) were loud and enthusiastic and I just kept shooting pictures. A good time was had by all.


Wednesday, November 26, 2008

The Fox Family











I had no idea how much I would be enjoying this family when I moved here but I do. Maureen and Christian keep in touch with us not necessarily on a daily basis but often enough. They invite us for Sunday dinner each week and for any functions that include their three boys. John, the oldest, comes every ten days and mows the lawn. Thomas loves to be included in any trips to Portland or any other place for that matter. I also take him to his swimming lessons every Thursday. Of course, Sam is usually with his mother when she goes any place so it is a given he is on the scene. It has been fun to watch the boys get bigger. Thomas has been a particular joy because he has shown an interest in photography. I also enjoy being around Christian. He is a quiet guy but he has a good sense of humor and he loves Maureen. He has also been very handy around our home doing little things that we can't do. I am very grateful for this little family and glad to be their Aunt Muff.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Working Together


It is funny how when you are doing something, if you are by yourself, it seems to take an age but if you are working with someone, it goes quickly. I am not sure why I am thinking about this except that Thanksgiving is approaching and we all work together to prepare a meal.
Maureen has assigned each of us something to make. I get to make an ambosia. I've never made one before but I found a recipe on the web so we shall see. I got all the ingredients except the fruit cocktail. I don't like fruit cocktail so I am using pomagranet. I hope it works. I remember the first time I ever ate a pomagranet. It was in Dubrovnik, in what was then Yugoslavia, and it was soooo good and so messy. I looked like I was bleeding from the mouth. Mom used to use it in her grape -lime gelatin salad. It always looked festive so I am hoping it will do the same.
I am looking forward to Thanksgiving. It should be a good time: All of us working together.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Wounded but still going



Someone I love is in pain tonight. She is caught up in a situation concerning someone she loves very much and cannot help. Unfortunately, she is wounded herself so she is floundering. It is as though she is caught in a spider web and can not break free. She wants to help but is helpless.

We want to help but we are too far away and we are powerless as well. We can not change this scenerio. It must play itself out. I am praying that the Heavenly Father who is always watching over us will ease our butterfly out of this web and set her free again. The only way she can help the one she loves is be strong and well herself and put the one she loves into the able hands of our Loving Father. Please God, be with our little butterfly this night and always. Amen

Saturday, November 22, 2008

What They DOOOOO!












I am sorry I didn't get a really good picture of Elinor's Queen of Entirely Too Much because it is a hoot. I will try to put one up on a future blog. The picture of the three dolls in a row is of Patti Culea's work. The other picture of dolls only is Barbara Willis's work. Betts work uses a lot of ribbon and the outfits were delightful. Sally's was just plain fun.



The Queens


Yesterday was my sister's gig called the Queen's Closet. These are the Queens. They are five ladies who are creative in the making of dolls. They are also best friends. They love to hang out with each other. They love to share. They like to see what each other is doing and they all are amazing. In front we have Barbara Willis and Betts Vidal. Up top, we have Sally Lampi, Patty Culea, and my sister, Elinor Peace Bailey.
Our house was overflowing with creative vibes and lots of love and laughter. Friday morning these extraordinary women put on a show for 40 lucky ladies who love dolls and it was a hoot.
Although I am not a sewer, I was fascinated by these ladies who each approached dolls in a different way. It was fantastic. Each year they challenge each other. This year, it was the flat doll. The dolls may have been flat but the energy that flowed thru them was anything but.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Queen's Closet


Tomorrow is a special day. Elinor has a gig called the Queen's Closet in which she and four other doll makers will teach doll making to about 38-40 ladies for 3 hrs+. I'm excited because we weren't sure if this was going to take place or not. What with the financial situation, we weren't sure whether people would want to pay $45.00 for a doll making class but they did.
Today, we pick up the four other teachers who are all dear friends of Elinor. They will be staying here with us so we will have a full house. I was going to share a bed with Elinor but I think I will sleep down on the couch and take Cashew with me. Too many women for two bathrooms upstairs.
This should be a fun weekend. I am looking forward to meeting Elinor's friends and to see what they do.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A Visit From Flat Stanley


We have had a guest for a while. His name is Flat Stanley. He arrived as he usually does in an envelope with instructions from his "mom", Ms Lily Gunn. We are to show Stanley around and then send him home.
This is Stanley checking out the Fairy House in the back yard. He enjoyed that alot. He also visited Lily's Crazy Grandma in her sewing room as she made Christmas stockings for six very special Ugandan children. He also visited Cashew in her room. Cashew didn't seem to mind Stanley very much so that was good.
I think Flat Stanley is a great idea. This is the second time I have seen him. The first time was with my friend, Carolyn and we took Stanley to our photography class and on a camera shoot as well. It was a hoot. When we send Stanley home with pictures and a description of what he has done, the "Mom" learns a little about other parts of the world. It is a very cool idea.
Until next time, Stan...........have a great time going home.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Something Beyond


This is one of the first black and white pictures I took. It is of the Manassas Battlefield and if you were looking to the left, you would see the statue of Stonewall Jackson looking out on the battle unfolding before his eyes.
When I looked out on the field, I could almost hear the battle: the cannons booming, the horses
whinning, the men yelling and crying. It was all right there just beyond where I was looking. Sometimes I feel that way now. There is something, just beyond where I am looking but I am never sure what it is or if I will ever see it. But it is there.......................just beyond.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Sad News


I had some sad news recently. My dear friend, Ruth Gil, fell and broke her hip. Breaking your hip is no fun at anytime, but when you are almost 92, it is the pits. She had surgery and had a plate put in but her bones are brittle and this could be a long haul.
It could also be the beginning of the end. I love this lady. She is one of the last threads from my Mom's life. She is also a good friend. She has been an important part of my life for a long time.
I know that she has been feeling down and tired but usually, she has bounced back. I hope she will again. Any healing prayers will be welcomed.

Friday, November 14, 2008

I'm Being Yoyoed


The one problem with learning something is that people won't let you forget it. Earlier this year, Elinor taught me how to make a yoyo with fabric.
You take a circle of fabric and fold the edges and sew around it. Then you pull the thread and draw the circle inward. It is a cute little gizmo and very easy(believe me, if I can, anyone can).
Now all of a sudden, she needs yoyos for everything. I'm sewing my fingers to the bone and loving every minute of it. It is fun to be useful and I really enjoy helping Ellie in any way that I can but "whoaaaa O, just like a yoyo. WhoaaaaaO, just like yoyo. (That's from an old Osmond song. Donny used to sing it)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

There Is Nothing Sillier


I have had my friends tell me; even my Mother
used to do it and now I am following suit. We have someone coming to clean our house on Friday so tomorrow, I will be cleaning my room so this person(who just happens to be my niece, Ellie) won't think her old aunt is a slob.
I am a slob. I take pleasure in being one. I hate picking up. Of course, I like a clean house too but I hate cleaning. Elinor is trading a house cleaning for some Christmas stockings. Not a bad deal, huh?
Oh well, I will be good because I don't want to embarass myself too much but it is going to be hard. Yuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate to clean.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Another Type of Fear


I spouted off a little earlier about fear from people who want to destroy our country. I said I didn't want to be afraid. Well, it seems I have my own fears to deal with: Doctors, health, and medicine in general.
When I lived in Virginia, I had some really great doctors who were very generous with their time for me. They also didn't charge me a lot for their services. My shrink charged me the same price for the 18 years that I knew him. My chiropractor didn't really charge me for his services. My fat doctor charged me very little for her time and use to give me free samples of medication. The only insurance I had was for hospitalization and that wasn't much.
Here in Washington, I have no doctors. I am not seeing anyone.
My weight is not good so I am sure that other things are not good either but I have no insurance so I am not going to see anyone. Some would say that was silly but with money as it is now, there is no way. I had hoped to get into Kaiser but they won't take me until I am on medicare and that is not for two years yet. My sister is angry with me and says I am being unfair to her because I refuse to go
but all they will say is that I need to lose weight and I can't seem to do that right now. Dieting just pisses me off. It makes me so angry I can not see straight. So I won't go and Elinor will just have to be angry. It is foolish, I know but it is like the waves crashing into the boulder. For now............

Fear


I just read a little blurb on the Yahoo news that says Bin Laden is planning a hit that will out shine 9/11. What is really frightening about this is that he doesn't have to do a thing. We will be scared anyhow. 9/11 was pretty awful. Not only because of all the people who died but all the rescue efforts, the money spent, the hate and fear of our neighbors who were Middle Eastern. I don't want that again. I don't want to be afraid.
What is really sad is that even if Bin Laden is killed, there will be another guy who thinks the US should be destroyed. What is even sadder is that even if the US wasn't here, they wouldn't be satisfied. I do not believe this is what the Koran says. I don't believe this is what Allah would want. I can't conceive worshiping any God that would want this because that is not what God would want.
I can not change the world but I can change the way I act in it.
That is my goal. To change me with God's help.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Saturdays In Memories


It strange how your memories work. What things will set you off. Right now, I am listening to the radio. Elinor likes listening to Oregon Public Radio. They have the Prairie Home Companion playing write now. It is not a show I listen to when I was a kid .....that's for sure. When I was growing up and it was Saturday, the Texaco Saturday Metropolitan Opera would be playing. Lord, I hated being stuck inside on a Saturday.
Mom would make me listen and I just couldn't understand what she enjoyed in listening to that stuff. It wasn't until a little later when I finally saw my third opera that I finally caught on.
As I grew older, I actually began to treasure our times with the opera. It became fun. It is definately more fun if I am seeing one rather then just listening to one. Often the words they are singing are displayed above the stage. I react alot better when I understand what they are saying and can see the action. I would love to be listening to one of those now with Mom. I enjoyed snuggling up close on her little couch in her bedroom.
I'm sorry I fought you so hard on that one, Mom. Wish you were here.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Oh What Fun I Had!!!!!









Every one should have fun at some point in their day. This was mine. I took some of my sunset pictures and messed with the colors. Ain't it cool?
It opened a whole new way to look at things and I had a blast.
I just thought I would share them with you.
Enjoy!!!!!!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Where Did It All Go?







I have been reading a book lately called Once Upon A Town.

It was written by Bob Greene and is about the town of North Platte, NE. You might wonder why anyone would write about North Platte, NE. It is not a huge town like Omaha but it has a special history. During the Second World War, North Platte ran a canteen for the service men who passed thru in troop trains on their way east or west. The people made sandwiches for the guys, cooked up fried chicken, served cakes, milk and magazines.

They didn't charge the guys anything for these things nor did the government subsidize them. They just did it. For FIVE YEARS.

With all the shortages and rationing, they did it. People from neighboring communities came and helped. They often met 15-20 trains in one day with thousands of soldiers, sailors and marines getting off for ten minutes only. I can't imagine. The train ran thru the town and people just went down to give the guys a smile and a little love. In writting this book, Mr Greene visited with not only they people of the town but some of the troops that had passed thru. They still remembered. It was like an oasis in the desert.

I am seeing a little of the spirit now and it pleases me. Maybe North Platte will rise again.

PS The town is still there but the train depot that served as the canteen is gone. Too bad. By the by, this is not North Platte. This is a ghost town in Nevada named Bodie.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

A New Day


Last night was incredible. For the first time, we have elected an African-American as President. It is a good thing for this country but not because of the color of the man's skin but because of his ideas.
I listened to two speeches last night. The first was from John McCain. It was gracious and generous. I did not want this man as our President but I certainly admire him as a person. Then I listen to President-elect Obama. It was a gracious and generous speech as well. It inspired hope and it called us all to join together to work for our country. It was what was needed. I hope that the call will not go unheeded. I will try and do what I can.
We are all in this. We are needed to support one another and to hold us all together. We need each other. I hope we can put aside our differences and unite to build the bridge to the future.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

A Day That Will Live In History


Today is Election Day 2008. It is historic because for the first time we have an African American male and a woman running for our two highest offices. They aren't running on the same ticket but they are running. What is really cool is the voter turnout so far. Even though there have been long lines, it has not kept people away and to me that is exciting.
Voting is a priviledge; something we have taken for granted in the past but today, we are not. Suddenly, people are interested. They are excited. There is an air of enthusiasm. No longer am I listening to apathy. I love it.
Way to go, USA. Whatever the outcome, we will have to mend our fences and strengthen our economy. We must learn to harness not only our natural energy but our human energy for our future.
An historic day..........the time is NOW!!!!!!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Voting


I will be so happy when this election is over. I am nervous for Obama. The thought of John McCain as President is enough to make me barf. I apologize to anyone reading this who thinks otherwise but I just can't think of another 4 years of a Republican President. We need some new energy from Washington and I think Obama will give it to us.
However, that is all I will say about that. The important thing is to vote. I want this to be the best turnout ever for the US. We need to care. We need to take part. We need to stand up and be counted. Too much is riding on the outcome to sit back and abstain. We talk alot about our rights but what about our duty?
We have an obligation to vote and make our feelings known. Not only in the national election but the local ones as well. These are people who will be leading our country and making decisions that will effect our lives.
Stand up and be counted, America!!!!!!!VOTE!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Equal Time





I thought I should give the sunsets equal time.

The one which has just a little sun in it is from my birthday on Cape Cod with Annie Wiehe. What a lovely time I had there. It was everything I hoped it would be and more. The really pink sky is in Copper Canyon in Mexico. That too, was an incrediblely wonderful experience. The last picture was taken on the way to Washington. I think we were in Oregon just coming in from Idaho. The sky was amazing.
Yup, I like both beginnings and endings. Our Heavenly Father is definately an artist extraorinaire. Way to go, God!

When you least expect it............He speaks.


I have had a little fear that has been gnawing at me of late. It comes when Elinor is on the road. It is that if I should have a fall or a heart attack and I couldn't get to a phone, no one would know. I have this really gruesome picture of Cashew eating me because she doesn't have any food. Now that I have grossed you out.....I will tell you how God has calmed me and soothed my fears.
This morning, five people reached out to me at church. I don't know any of them really well, yet they spoke to me and made me feel good. I also reached out to someone.....a member of OA who said she needed someone to call at 630am. I told her that I would get shot if she called hear at 630am since Elinor goes to bed later and likes to sleep in of late but that I would call her. I wake up generally at 6am but I usually go back to sleep but I could certainly call her. It wouldn't take long and I am generally happy in the morning so there. If I call someone regularly, they will know I am alive. They will be worried if they don't hear from me. When you least expect it, God will answer you in his own way. All you have to do is listen.

Betcha Can't Guess Which One?




Sunrise? Sunset? Can you tell which is which? Sometimes I can't either. I have sorted most of my pictures into subjects so now it is more difficult but I know for sure that the pink one is sunrise.
It was taken when Donna Turgeon and I went to the Eastern Shore for an overnight. We saw this one on our way to wherever we were going before we went home.
I am pretty sure that the bird is a sunrise that was taken in Alaska as we were heading to Siberia. The other I believe is a sunrise as well taken down in Baja. So there you have it.
I am always glad when the clock changes. I like the mornings better when it is light outside. Mornings should start out light. Especially in the wintertime. Good Morning World. Have a good day!


Saturday, November 1, 2008

A Little Affection Goes A Long Way








It does. It really does. I can remember when I was a little girl how much I enjoyed snuggling with my Mom. Now I still enjoy a good hug. My brother, Ross, gives some of the best hugs I have ever known. My brother-in-law, Gary, was another good hugger. Elinor ain't too shabby either. Today I got some really nice hugs from my OA group. It was really a good meeting with lots of support offered by way of sharing and it felt good. We all need to be there for each other
It is so funny. My great nephews are a little reluctant but once we get going they seem to enjoy it too. I have to admit though, the nicest show of affection today came from Cashew. She came up on my shoulder and nuzzled me and licked my ear all the while purring. I gotta tell you that was really cool. Thanks to all my huggers and my one ear licker. I feel loved.