Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Signs of the Times

Ethan and I enjoyed a good laugh when we saw this fix-it job on our local Walmart store.


For heavy duty duct tape, see aisle 13.

Fundraisers Smundraisers

We have been in school a total of 108 days.

To date, with 3 children in the system, we have been responsible for selling 18 fundraisers.

To name a few, we have "sold" magazines, cookie dough, pepperoni rolls, butter braids, Christmas chocolate, chocolate bars (Did you get one in your christmas stocking?), miscellaneous plastic items in a catalog, school logo items, hoagies, popcorn and Easter chocolate.   OH MY!

Wouldn't it be fun to win the lottery and fund all of the extracurriculars?  Things like basketball, band, ski club etc that make our children well rounded, but aren't required?

Maybe I should start playing.   I will have to work it into my sales schedule.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

My Current Project

I have high hopes of someday being the knitter my mother was.  Not there yet.  I can knit an awesome baby hat that looks like an apple and have completed several scarves, hats, fingerless clothes and of course, the dishcloth.

Yesterday I started a new project.  Check it out.
It has good karma.  The knitting needles are Kevin's sweet Grandma Rosemary Forestal's (lovely, lovely lady) and the yarn comes from my Mom (also lovely).  These two strong, sweet kind women are contributors to the hat I am attempting to knit for my dear college friend, Tami, who underwent her first dose of chemotherapy on Thursday after her lymphoma diagnosis.  It's my first chemotherapy hat.  

With each stitch I am praying for healing and calling on those heavenly angels, specifically Rosemary and Sarah to keep her safe and healthy in these next few months.    The yarn has a very striking resemblance to Tami's eye color, I might add.  She is one of the best people I know.  

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

100

Today is the 100th day of school.  Woo hoo!

Will wanted to wear something fun, so we heated up the glue gun and go to it.

I told him to stand close to people all day long and ask, "Do you hear something buzzing?"  

He's just the kind of kid to do it.

Happy 100th day!

For sale:  100 gently used plastic flies.  Cheap. 

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Update

Star date January 10, 2017

You know you are living in the gray winter of Southwestern Pennsylvania when your solar operated Japanese beckoning cat can't even muster up one single wave.


My Mom loved, loved, loved her younger brother Donald.  They were 18 months apart and therefore played together and most often took care of one another.  Donald and his family have lived in North Carolina for many years.  When I was young they were the cousins you couldn't wait to see.  They would visit during the summer and at Christmas time as Donald's wife, my Aunt Barbara (Aunt B Ann) also grew up in Waynesburg and they would spent time with both sides of the family.

When an opportunity arises to see Uncle Donald, I grap at it like a dangling carrot.  This fall Dianne and I rode along with niece Abby as she was attending a Medical School interview in North Carolina.  We spent the night with Uncle Donald, visiting with cousins and having Donald tell us stories about his experiences during the war and also growing up with Mom.

Over Christmas, Kevin, the boys and I were spending time with K's family in Columbus, when I learned that Uncle Donald and his family would be in town for a brief visit to attend a memorial service and burial for Aunt B Ann's sister, Martha.  Dianne said, "You don't have to come back for it."  My reply, "Well, of course I am coming."

Traveling alone in a mini-van is a lot different than traveling with your family.  For 3 quiet and peaceful hours I listened to music of my chosing and to a podcast series called Serial.  Even though they were here for less than 24 hours, I so enjoyed visited with Uncle Donald and his family.  We visitied the cemetery where many of our relatives are buried, even though we nearly froze to death.  Also we went on a drive around the hills and he showed me a house where my Grandmother lived when she was growing up.  I had never been introduced to it before so I was happy to learn some new family history.
I understand why Mom loved him so much.  At 90 years young, he is a pretty lovable guy.  

Monday, December 5, 2016

It's My Most Favoritest Weekend of the Year...

The first weekend of December.   Chill in the air.   Small town America open house.  I love it.  Our little town gathers on the main street amidst fires burning from barrels and free carriage rides.  There are musicians on every corner.  This year I even claim one of them.  It's Ethan (and friends) who serenaded the wandering townsfolk to Christmas music.



 The elementary school decorated the Christmas tree this year with snowflakes each student designed and printed on a 3 D printer.  We looked for Ben and Will's, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.....or as Will would say "literally" a snowflake in a Christmas tree.


On Saturday morning we pick out the best Frasier Fir and bring it in the house.  We take a break mid decorating to attend the local Christmas parade.  This year Kevin and Ethan decorated his trumpet for the festivities.  It took a little bit of manuvering but the effect was worth it.   
After we warm up from the parade, we drink hot cocoa, listen to Christmas music (This year's favorite Pentatonix.) and decorate the tree. 

Lovely.