Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Two Years In A Row



It is blooming again: Our Christmas Cactus.

This has got to be one of the most beautiful sights imaginable. The lovely blossoms, some red, some pink, and some white. It is just amazing.

It really lifts your spirits. We've had a lot of rain lately but how can one be sad when this is flowering in your kitchen.

I think this must be a gift from my Dad. He was always so good with flowers and plants of all kinds. He had stuff growing outdoors and indoors. He and his wife, Mary Jo, even had tomato seedlings growing in the basement.

I am lousy with plants but somehow this keeps growing. I am grateful for the blooms. It does my soul a world of good. Thanks, Dad.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Much To Be Thankful For


What is about 12am that makes me thoughtful?
I don't know but there it is. Today is Thanksgiving. The house smells so good right now. We have been baking pies. We didn't make them....just baked them. Pecan and cherry.....my two favorites.
It was fun watching Evalyn Coleman teach her eldest daughter, Ellie, how to make a crust. She made 12 of them so I think she has it now.
Later this morning, Maureen and the Coleman girls and probably Thomas Fox will be running in the Turkey Trot Race(5k). Better them than me.
Joe got in last night. I am delighted because I didn't think he was coming. Also, Izzy and Johnny Harris will be here. Izzy has to share holidays with Johnny's family. The Ettobi family will be arriving from Silverdale. They are friends of the Colemans but they have won the hearts of us all down here.
Ellie's dear friend Heidi and her family will join us and there are a few more so we should be able to get rid of one or two of those pies.
I am grateful for so many things: My sister and brother, my sister in law, my nieces and nephews and all the greats, the Domino Queens, my good friends back in Virginia, my wonderful cousins....Margaret and Carole...and last but never least, Cashew.
Thank you, God, for all these wonderful people. Please bless them each and everyone.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Goodbye Glenwood



When I first moved to Vancouver, one of the first things I did was to find a church that I could attend. I tried several different ones but to no avail. Then I found Glenwood Community Church in Battle Ground. When I walked in, there was canned music playing. The song was one of my favorite hymns: Bones of Elijah. They use to play it all the time in Virginia and it always made me feel good. I thought it was a sign.

The Church asked new people to fill out communication cards so I did. They contacted me and I went in to talk to the assistant minister. He was very nice and I thought I had found a home.

Now almost four years later, I don't feel that way. At Glenwood, I am invisible: not to the congregation but to the ministers.

I don't expect them to speak to me all the time but when someone sits in the same place and is always early and they come in for a mic check, you can at least say" Good Morning" or "Hi". I realize they are busy but doesn't take that long especially when you say hello to everyone else. It's not like I'm hiding or like you can't see me. I am not exactly small shall we say.

I have tried to fit in. I have tried the Bible study classes but I didn't enjoy them as much as I use to in Virginia. They kind of remind me of a short story class I took in college. We dissected the story so much that I lost interest in the whole thing. I've tried to be involved by working at the Vacation Bible Camp but I guess it is not enough.

I may try another church or I may just go with Elinor. The Mormons don't ignore me. I am always welcomed from the Bishop to the Missionaries to the women in the Relief Society.

Lynn, if you are reading this, don't panic. I don't believe I will join the Mormons but it is nice to worship where you are wanted.

Friday, November 18, 2011

We Got The Gloomies



It has been raining forever here. I know that is one of the Northwest's drawing points but it is not one I appreciate for any length of time.

I want some sunshine. It might make people a little more friendlier.

We have some demonstraters down in Portland. The thing about these groups of people is that they are disrupting the city. Now I have no problem with people expressing their dissatisfaction with how things are but when they prevent others from doing their jobs or getting to their homes....well that doesn't set well.

People are afraid to go into the city which hurts business. When business is hurt, then we have more unemployed so who is that helping?

I don't get it.

All you hear on the news is bad stuff. One of my favorite singers had a song called "Sure Could Use A Little Good News" and we could. How about a little sunshine?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Tribute to the beast with apologies to Billy Joel






She can kill with a swipe, she can wound with her claws,


And she can ruin your faith, she has her own laws,


And she only reveals what she wants you to see.


She hides like a kitten but she's always a puss cat to me.



Ooooh, she takes care of herself (licka lick).


She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. (especially if it is dinner time)


Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in.....she just changes her mind.



She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel.


But she can do as she pleases, she's nobody's


fool.




She'll purr and she'll snuggle and then walk over you.


She plays like a kitten but she always just Cashew.


Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Problem



There is a problem when you don't blog daily.....people don't check on you. You become invisable. I stopped blogging because I didn't feel I had anything to say. I certainly didn't have any new pictures to show. There was just the old stuff and the old me.

Well, there you have it.......or had it. I am back.

I don't like being invisable.

The question is will they come back?

Are you still there?

Monday, November 14, 2011

Changes




Thanksgiving is coming and with it, changes.

We will still be having it at Maureen's but this year, there will not be a football game. Instead, people will be running in a race. This will also be the last Thanksgiving with the Coleman Family for a while.

Joe is at sea now but he will have a new post next Thanksgiving: Washington, DC. Maureen is talking about renting a house at the shore and holding Thanksgiving there and so things change.


The reason for the holiday remains the same: a time to give thanks and a time to share. It is still good. We shall see what next year brings. Meanwhile, I intend on enjoying this year.

Next week, Elinor gets home, the Coleman family arrives and the race will be run.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Strange.....




There are times when I just want to blend with the scenery. Sometimes there are times when I want to just sit.



Sometimes, I want to dance .





And sometimes, I want to soar away.



Life is weird that way. Emotions go crazy and we don't know how to handle things. It is 12:15am on Sunday. I would like to soar....fly thru the night...float on the clouds....fly towards the moon...be anywhere but here.


Just a thought.........Strange.