Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Happy New Year!

One of the cards I received telling me about one of my Christmas gifts. I also received (in my name) a flock of chicks, a trio of rabbits and a goat. Santa brought Christine exactly what she wanted. A Cabbage Patch newborn doll with red hair and green eyes just like hers. She's a great little mommy. Our tree. It's the shortest tree we have had in a long time. It was much taller until I cut half the trunk off. I didn't want to cut that much, but there was a bolt a foot long up in the trunk and I have just always cut the end off so the tree would drink more water and live longer. Our 5 foot tree ended up being about 3 and a half feet when I was done with it. I like it, Christine said it's unique, and Ashley thinks it's whimpy. I hope you all had a good Christmas.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

PROJECT SANTA CHRISTMAS EVE DELIVERIES.

The second picture is Santa of course, Natalie and our friend Rusty. This was one of the best Project Santa delivery days. Only because Ashley's friend Natalie was home for Christmas. She started going with us to Project Santa six years ago. The girls were just twelve years old when we started and Christine was only three. Natalie is going to school at the University of Washington this year. We hadn't seen her for almost a year. Natalie and Ashley have been friends since second grade. She's the friend that's in the pictures with Ashley and David Segui on a previous post about the Mariners. I was so excited to see her. When the girls were in 11th grade she had talked about becoming a lawyer. She will be great at whatever she decides to do. I'm going to bed early tonight because Santa will be coming. The truth is I'm just soooooooooooooo tired. Everyone have a great Christmas, and I'll be thinking about all of you.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

I FOUND A MR. YUK STICKER IN A DRAWER THE OTHER DAY AND IT REMINDED ME OF CHRISTINE AND APPLE GRANOLA BARS.

You guys all know about Mr. Yuk stickers. When Christine was about five years old I went to get her a granola bar and saw a Mr. Yuk sticker on the box. When I asked her about the sticker she said she had put it on the box to warn others that the granola bars tasted horrible. Kids are so funny. Have a good day

Thursday, December 21, 2006

BLUEBIRDS FATHER DAUGHTER BANQUET WHEN I WAS 6 YEARS OLD, AND OTHER RANDOM STUFF.

I remember everything about this night. I was so excited. I was dancing around the house. I wouldn't hold still for the picture. My dad had to grab me so my mom could take the picture. This was the second house I lived in. It was a two bedroom mobile home. Love those murals on the wall! We had just moved from a one bedroom mobile home that was on the same property. My crib was in the bedroom with my parents. The wall on one side of my crib and their bed right up against the other side. I slept in my crib until we moved into this trailer. I was five years old! I slept with my knees bent because it wasn't long enough for me. My dad was 6'3 so his legs hung off the end of their bed. My mom put apple crates at the end of his side of the bed so his legs could lay straight. I will never forget the apple crates. I stubbed my toe on them so many times. I didn't think our trailer was small, but when I was five I did think my crib was small. When Ashley was a baby we lived in a studio apartment. Her crib was in the kitchen. Everything we owned fit in a tiny little apartment. When we moved to Bellingham we lived in a one bedroom house with a small room for the washer and dryer. Ashley's bed and toy box were in the same room. We were happy with what we had. I wish my girls didn't have as much stuff as they do. When I got my own room I didn't have much to put in it. I was excited to have a real bed and I had my own dresser. A bed, a dresser and my toy box. I remember when Ashley was around four that's what she had in her room. It was so nice not having the clutter. I wish the girls had less stuff. My mom, bless her heart, feels bad that she can't do more with the girls, so she is always getting them more stuff. I so wish that she wouldn't spend her money on more things for them. It ends up in a drawer and it usually never gets played with. I don't have the heart to tell her, but I am always telling her to save that money for something they might really need in the future. The girls don't feel like they're being neglected because they don't see grandma often, but like I said, grandma feels bad. When my girls are with grandma it's the best. She does so many fun things with them. I have not seen any grandparent that does as much with my girls as my mother does. I do a lot of the same things with the girls because my mother did the same things with me growing up. Almost done. When Christine has a friend over we do the same things that we do when it's just us. Making mud pies, baking, playing down by the creek ( it's very muddy down there) painting and other fun messy stuff. When the parents come to get their kids they look at me like I'm an alien for letting them do such messy things. Her friends love it. Sometimes you get dirty when you play, that's just the way it is. I really need to stop writing books. I'm getting bad about saying what's on my mind. You all have a good day now.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

CHRISTMAS AT THE O'BRIENS ( MY GRANDPARENTS) IN 1949

MY MOM WAS FIVE AND HER NEXT OLDEST SISTER WAS SEVEN. THEY WERE THE ONLY TWO GIRLS STILL AT HOME. THE OTHER FOUR GIRLS WERE MARRIED AND HAD FAMILIES OF THEIR OWN. THE CHRISTMAS BEFORE (1948) MY MOM AND HER SISTER EACH GOT A BURPIE BABIE FROM SANTA. WHEN CHRISTMAS 1949 CAME AROUND MY GRANDPARENTS WERE REALLY STRUGGLING FINANCIALLY. FOR CHRISTMAS THAT YEAR MY GRANDMOTHER SET BOTH OF THEIR DOLLS UNDER THE CHIRSTMAS TREE. MY MOM LOVED FRUIT AND JACKIE LOVED CANDY. IT WAS EXPENSIVE SO THEY DIDN'T GET FRUIT OR CANDY OFTEN. SHE PUT AN ORANGE IN THE LAP OF MY MOM'S DOLL, AND A CHOCOLATE BAR IN THE LAP OF JACKIE'S DOLL. CHRISTMAS MORNING THEY CAME RUNNING OUT TO SEE WHAT SANTA HAD BROUGHT THEM. THEY SAW THEIR DOLLS, ONE WITH AN ORANGE, AND THE OTHER WITH A CHOCOLATE BAR AND THEY WERE SO EXCITED. MY MOM TOLD ME THAT IT WAS THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVER BECAUSE ALL OF THE SISTERS WERE THERE FOR CHRISTMAS. MY MOM SAID THAT HER MOTHER AND FATHER FELT BAD ABOUT NOT BEING ABLE TO GET THE GIRLS SOMETHING ELSE. I THINK I'VE TOLD MY GIRLS THIS STORY A HUNDRED TIMES. THEY GET SO TIRED OF HEARING IT, BUT I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. MY MOM SAVORED EVERY BITE OF HER ORANGE AND JACKIE ATE A LITTLE PIECE OF HER CHOCOLATE EVERY DAY UNTIL IT WAS GONE. I NEED TO REMEMBER THAT THE BEST GIFTS I'M GETTING THIS YEAR ARE MY GIRLS. I WISH YOU ALL A VERY MERRY CHIRSTMAS.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

MORE EVERYDAY STUFF. FRIDAY NIGHT GIFT MAKING ACTIVITY THROUGH THE BELLINGHAM PARKS AND REC. GIFTS TO MAKE FOR OTHERS OR TO KEEP FOR YOURSELF.

The Bellingham parks and rec is one of our favorites. They have programs going year round for kids as young as two up to teenagers and adults. You pre-register for each class/activity and it's a great way to explore Bellingham. They have activities ranging from gift making to a day of sailing. This activity was for 7-12 year olds. It was two hours of fun, making 6 gifts and wrapping paper for $8.00. She wants to put the wrapping paper on her wall. I hope she gives me the soap that she made for Christmas. The last activity Christine and I did was for families. We went to one of the parks to learn about the different bird species in our area. We spent the day looking at all the different birds, and the kids got to build their own bird house. I did say this is everyday stuff. Should I wait until something really exciting happens before I post more. Is this just totally boring for everyone? I know I've asked you guys before, but it's just so everyday that I feel like I'm wasting your time. If the really exciting things in life are what you would rather read about I would have maybe three posts on our blog for this year, but I wouldn't have to worry about boring anyone. You guys have a good day. I'm off to do more everyday stuff :)

Friday, December 15, 2006

I'M REALLY NOT A BABY.

I went in this morning for a simple eye surgery. The doctor gave me two shots/anaesthesia, one in each of my lower eye lids, and within seconds I felt nauseous. I wanted to go to the restroom, but he handed me a plastic container instead. How embarrassing is that! Throwing up in front of your opthalmologist. I've never felt nauseous when I'm awake during a surgery. When I'm put under I just expect to be sick when I wake up. Well, so far I've thrown up every time as I'm waking up from the anaesthesia. I told him that it wasn't because I was nervous, and he said that the combination of the anaesthesia and the pain will sometimes cause people to become nauseous. It took maybe three minutes for the actual surgery and that was the easy part. Now I'll just have some bruising under my eyes for a few days. That's going to be attractive. Get out the sunglasses! Everyone have a good day and a super weekend!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

CHRISTINE 10 MONTHS OLD. I TOOK THIS PICTURE OF HER LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW AT THE SNOWMAN WE BUILT.

When I had the film developed you could see in the picture her reflection in the window. It wasn't intentional, but pretty cute I think. Have a good day!

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

PROJECT SANTA 2006.

There are very few bikes donated each year to Project Santa and a bike is a popular item found on many of the lists. Christine picked out one for an 8 year old boy in one of her families. He's going to be one happy kid. Snowboards are also popular, and I have never seen any of those being donated. When you can't find what they want on their list, you have to substitute something else. What do you substitute for a bike and a snowboard? Usually it's a board game or sports equipment. They are running low this year for some reason. The donations didn't come in like they have in previous years. The hardest kids to choose for are the teenage boys. There just isn't a whole lot to choose from. Teenage girls get makeup or bath stuff, and there is always tons of it being donated. Some of these families have 8 and 9 kids. Each child gets three gifts. Several of the teens didn't get one thing that was on their list. We just hope they like what we picked for them. Some of the families request a tree or a bed and the elves always make sure they get one. Last year one of the elves (a volunteer) made the cutest doll cradles for the girls that requested one. One year we went to pick up Ashley's friend Natalie to go wrap gifts. On her way out the door her dad said, "you know I don't like you hanging out with all those rappers (wrappers). I thought it was funny, but Natalie thought it was stupid. Typical teenager. Everyone have a good day!

Monday, December 11, 2006

CHRISTINE IS STILL TRYING TO GET OVER HER PNEUMONIA

It is taking much longer than I thought it would for Christine to get over her pneumonia. She left the hospital November 6th. The doctors did say that it could take up to two months for her to be back to her old self. She's fine one day and the next she's coughing and sounds horrible. In one of my posts about the year 1906, pneumonia and influenza (the flu) were the number one causes of death. Even with medication and technology Christine had a tough time getting well in the hospital. If we had lived one hundred years ago she would not have made it. She is getting another x-ray today and I'm praying her lungs will be clear. We got quite a bit of snow yesterday. I'll take a picture of our snowman when he's finished. Right now he is one large snow ball. Everyone have a good day!

Sunday, December 10, 2006

WILL IT EVER END? -CLICK ON EACH PICTURE TO VIEW LARGER AND TO READ THE TEXT. IT IS A MUST READ! THIS IS MY PASSION!

I'm not writing this to depress anyone or to say that everyone lives a very materialistic life. What I am saying, is that everyone can help with this crisis just by making their voice heard. The situation in third world countries has been a passion of mine for a very long time. Yes I know that this is a very large post.

I was thinking the other day about a letter I sent out several years ago to 50 plus people. Most of them were celebrities and a few other wealthy people, Donald Trump being one of them. On this post, and in this order, I have included an article from People Magazine about the Kravinsky's, (their photo is a few pictures up) the e-mail Mr. Kravinsky sent in reply to my letter, a very small portion of the letter I sent, parts of the article I sent with the letter and some of the pictures, information about DATA, (an organization founded by Bono, singer of U2) DATA is not about giving money, it's about taking action, which is something all of us can do. ( I'm involved with DATA and it's amazing the effects that one voice can have to bring about change.) Last is info on Heifer International and the hunger site.

A picture is worth a thousand words!

We would never let this happen to our children, but what about the parents that have no control over their environment? It's inhumane.

definition- inhumane adj : lacking and reflecting lack of pity or compassion; "humans are innately inhumane; this explains much of the misery and suffering in the world."

From one of Bono's speeches, Bono likened foreign assistance to tithing, urging the U.S. government to devote an additional one percent of the federal budget to the poor. Foreign aid is "not about charity - it's about justice," he said.

Because we don't see it every day it almost seems unreal that something like this is happening in our world. Like all of us, these children and their mothers and fathers just want a chance to live; this is not living, this is dying. If the mother of this child were to come to my home today to see how I live, I would feel so ashamed. I can't justify the possessions that I have. How would she feel seeing myself and my children with all of our unnecessary possession's when her only wish is for her family to live and be healthy. These are children Just Like Ours. They would, if they could, play, dance, learn, smile. There is only ONE difference; they were born into countries where drought, war and disease have made it impossible for them to survive without the help of others. I do want to say that I am guilty (just as Mr. Kravinsky says in his letter) of forgetting about the pain and suffering that these children and adults go through every second of every day; little things do remind me. When Christine comes to me and tells me she wants to buy another barbie or toy that she doesn't need, I remind her that $10.00 would provide these people with life saving food and medicine. So, does she need that 24th barbie to add to her collection? Would she survive without it? But like I said, I can just as easily forget when I'm making a purchase and it's something that I absolutely do not need. I have to constantly remind myself because it's not likely that any of us will see children like the ones pictured above out on the streets in the towns and cities we live in. If I saw children and adults in this condition sitting on the sidewalks in Bellingham, I would not be able to drive on by; I don't know of anyone that would. I am also reminded when we mail our monthly sponsorship to a young girl in the Philippines. She has a younger sister that is in need of a sponsor. She isn't able to attend school because the cost is too high for her parents. It's so unfair, and my heart tells me to make that call and become her sponsor as well. I can't save the world, but I can make a difference in a child's life, we all can. I COULD NEVER IMAGINE MY CHILDREN LIVING LIKE THIS, SO IT SHOULD BE JUST AS PAINFUL TO SEE OTHER CHILDREN THAT ARE. Quotes from World Vision and The Hunger Site "STARVATION IS THE WORST FORM OF PUNISHMENT"

"HE WHO SAVES ONE LIFE, IT IS AS IF HE HAS SAVED

THE ENTIRE WORLD"

"HOW CAN WE SAY THAT THERE IS PEACE WHEN SO MANY GO HUNGRY"

"POVERTY IS THE WORST FORM OF VIOLENCE"

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Article from People Magazine about the Kravinsky's

Their picture is at the top of the page

GIVING LARGE

Driven by passions as deep as their pockets, these five Americans doled out up to$150 million for their favorite causes-from poetry to a cure for cancer. Some years back a hotshot financial planner showed up for a scheduled meeting at Zell Kravinskys address. When he saw an old Toyota parked in front of the run down porch, he fled. "Iguess he thought I was a fraud," says Kravinsky, 48. In fact, the real estate magnate possessed a $15 million fortune-but his plan was to give it to people who really needed it. "I can't wait," he says, "until there isn't a penny left." He's getting close_ This summer Kravinsky and his wife, Emily 45 a psychiatrist, donated $6.2 million to the federal Centers for Disease Control and Prevention in honor of Kravinskv's sister Adria, who died of lung can­cer in 1984 at 33. The largest gift from individual donors in CDC history, it will fund research into diseases that afflict the poor. Even C. Charles Stokes, head of the CDC Foundation, admits to being nonplussed by the couple's generosity. "It's counterintuitive," he says, that at a young age and with four kids, they're giving their wealth away." And not just in the form of checks: In October, a month after their gift to the CDC, Kravinsky gave a $ 3 million build­ing he owned to a school for emo­tionally disturbed kids in his native Philadelphia. He has a simple ex­planation for his philanthropy: "On my deathbed, I don't want any regrets." Reared by blue-collar parents, Kravinsky set out to be an intel­lectual, not a mogul. He attended the University of Pennsylvania, earning doctorates in Renaissance literature and rhetoric, and wound up reaching there. In 1991, after marrying Emily, Kravinsky began buying rundown houses near campus and selling them to the university. Though he soon grew rich and ditched academia, he never changed his lifestyle. He and his family get by on $50,000 a year, from real estate rentals. They live in a modest home in a working-class neighborhood in Jenkintown, Pa., wear thrift-shop clothes and do without cable TV. The kids don't mind, says Kravinsky, whose old­est, I I-year-old )Josh, once told him, "I don't need to be rich if it saves another child's life." Good thing, since Dad is poised to just keep giving and giving and giving. He will donate the remain­ing 5 million or so to Ohio State University and the CllC for a joint health project. When that's gone, he vows, he'll make more-"and I'll give that away, too." -------------------------------------------------------------------------

This is the e-mail that Mr. Kravinsky sent in response to my letter.

Page ) of I Subj: Your letter Date: 3!29/03 7:46:03 PM Pacific Standard Time From: ZHamlet@cs.com To: JosieMM32 CC. ZHamlet@cs.com

Dear Ms. Mclntee, Thank you for your wonderful letter. It means a lot to me that you approve of what we did in giving our money to charity and living simply. It seems that you have the same values and, like us, are instilling them in your children. My wife Emily and I are very much concerned with the hunger, war, and AIDS in Africa. Yesterday we gave away, to a school of public health, the last portion of our wealth. Our sympathies are still provoked by articles such as the ones you sent us, but we lack means at this point in our lives to donate toward even the best causes Instead we will shepherd the gifts we've already given, watch them grow, hope to do the most we can with them, and raise our kids--as you raise yours--to take up the burden and live simply and give what's left. Like all parents, I want my kids to be better than me--just because I gave my money away doesn't mean I'm not selfish in many, many ways, but they will exceed me, I hope, and achieve the true generosity that has eluded me In answer to your questions. I don't think "celebrities and wealthy people" think very hard about the deaths, all around them, which their money and influence might have prevented. "When people see this how can they not help?" Well, I can only speak for myself. I avoid brotherly action on behalf of the hurt and the wanting, and sit in my house watching TV or playing chess with my computer, by simply not thinking about it too much. I should be out helping--even as I type this letter, pain and guilt surge through me--with every atom of my mind and body, and every fiber of my being. but if I'm not constantly reminded (actually, even if I am) I forget why. I am sure others do the same; we develop a way to see but not see, to look into the world for the things that we want, without seeing in the world all the things that others need. A small distance from our table as it groans under the weight of Thanksgiving dinners, sits, in shadows, a small dark child scraping a few grains from a rice bowl. We learn not to see him as we raise our glasses and toast our prosperity, unfasten our belts to relieve our bellies, and joke about the gym work-outs we have ahead of us if we're to lose what we've just put on. Do I feel badly when I save money for my children? A bit I know I have a duty to them, but saving for their college seems a waste when so many lack necessities easily procured for a fraction of the funds that, in my kids' case, merely make the difference between the private school and the state school, both of which give fine educations. As my son told CNN (and other interviewers), if having a car in college means a kid in Guatemala hasn't the means to live, he can skip the car. So it isn't a question of my son eating or the other child eating. --Even in that case--everyone thinks I'm nuts on this one-the argument should be made that the other kid should eat and not my own, because true charity begins, and the world changes, when we stretch beyond our own. beyond the family circle. But that dilemma never actually presents itself, because the issue is one of deciding whether my kid has superfluous luxuries or the other has the means (food, medicine. shelter, protection from war and abuse) to exist. "How can others not feel guilty living such a materialistic life?" I don't know, but maybe guilt is the workings of a mechanism with an off-button I haven't been able to locate. I guess you haven't found it either; when we do, let's think twice before pushing it. I will close by telling you what you've written me: I feel so blessed that there are people like you out there. Thank you for what you are doing. Yours with great respect, Zell Kravinsky Saturday. March 29, 2003 America Online: JosieMM32

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A small portion of the letter I sent.

The enclosed article is from a 2002 National Geographic magazine and since then relief agencies have been doing all they can, but unless we give more, people will continue to die every minute of every day. Bono, (singer for U2) is doing some awesome work to help with the AIDS, poverty and trade crisis in Africa. My hope is that everyone will get involved. I know that as a parent I could not bear to see my child die right before my eyes due to starvation and disease. We would never let that happen to our children, and yet mothers and fathers all over the world are watching their children die every day. A high percentage of the children that do survive will lose their parents to AIDS, leaving them without anyone to care for them. I cannot imagine what it would be like to lose a child, but I do know that it should not be happening in a world where so many people have the ability to give or take action. There is no excuse for us as a nation to allow the pain and suffering to continue. I would, without a doubt, hope that people would help my family if we were unable to help ourselves. These people are powerless without the help of others.

My daughter is involved with World Vision. She has received information in the past on what your money can buy, and how you can help. For $16.00 you can buy a new t-shirt or supply 8 families in Honduras with chickens to raise and sell. For $20.00 you can get the latest CD or you can supply 240 children and mothers in Asia with vitamins. One teenage boy raised $540.00 and it supplied 10 Brazilian children with one year of healthcare. I was shocked to learn that for just 3 cents you can provide a family with a 12x12 inch piece of wire screen which they can then use to filter out deadly parasites and their eggs. Just 3 cents could save an entire family. We wouldn't think that a piece of screen would be so valuable to these people, but because we live in America where everything is so high tech, we don't have to worry about our water killing us. These people have never even heard of a waste water treatment plant. Everything we take for granted; clean water, transportation, medical care, laws to protect us and the means to purchase our food instead of relying on the rains to come at the right time, praying for enough of it, but not too much, so that our crops will grow. These people are fighting a losing battle.

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----Part of the article I sent ----

USLIMA Aden Abdulrah­man stood by the tiny grave, gently cradling the bundle of rags that held the emaciated remains of her seven-year-old son. Her daughter had died, also of starvation, a few days earlier and before that her mother, whom Muslima had carried on her back dur­ ing a two-week, foodless trek to Baidoa, in southern Somalia. "I have buried all my family," Muslima said. "Almost everyone from my village is dead. I have no more tears left." T HE TOWN OF BAIDOA was the epicen­ter of the disaster, the heart of the darkness. Baidoa had been sacked in 1991 by Siad Barre's retreating army. What had been a pleasant provincial town and market center lay in ruins. When I arrived in Septem­ber 1992, thousands of skeletal, rag-draped souls were wandering up and down the main street, scavenging and begging for something to eat. Tiny and large bundles of cloth lay beside the road, people dying or dead. At one feeding center operated by an Irish Every morning the only vehicle that could move unescorted by guns made its rounds through the streets of Baidoa. The truck stopped at the orphanage, the camps, the hos­pital, and at abandoned houses where those who had died during the night were brought to be washed and wrapped for burial. Two here, 20 there--the corpses were piled on. The death truck collected nearly 300 each morning, thin bodies wrapped in old cloth. Many of the almost weightless children were swaddled in the sacks that arrived in Somalia full of the food they never got to eat. "Ban•c's clansmen came and took all our animals," said Abdi Mualim Abduli, a 20­year-old nomad in a camp in Mogadishu. "They even made us slaughter and cook one so they could eat it right in front of us. They beat me. They raped my mother and sister. They took our clothes, our shoes- everything." Meanwhile, the suffering continues. On the edge of Waat, when m; any of the new arrivals had settled, I saw some children squatting around a pot, cooking a few fibrous wild seeds One boy, painfully thin and very shy, triec to practice his uncertain English with me. Awoul was 14. With other boys from his area, he was taken off to Ethiopia, at the age of nine, by the SPLA. He stayed there four years, receiving both education and military train­ing, before being sent back into Sudan. But he left the SPLA and walked to his village. "I was very happy when I found my fam­ily," Awoul said. "But then the government army came and burned our house and stole our cows. My father tried to run with the cows, but they found him and killed him. My mother, two sisters, brother, and I hid in the bush. We had 16 days' walking to reach here. I want to continue school, but how can I? When the food doesn't come, I have to go far away to collect wild fruit. And I have to look after my mother, who is sick. I am the only child who is big." The plane finally arrived with food. Awoul and his family were given enough wheat to last four days. But for some it was too late. One group of new arrivals had lost three during the night; the body of a small child still lay next to the slumped figure of his mother. I asked about the other two. Were they old? "Yes," one of the survivors replied, "both of them were old. One was 35. The other was very old-almost 50."

Sitting with their faces covered to keep the flies out of their eyes, nose and mouth. This is what they think life is all about. How could they have any hope at all when their pain and suffering is so unbearable? The AIDS pandemic has virtually wiped out an entire generation, killing more people than World Wars 1 and 11 combined. Worldwide, over 15 million children have lost one or both parents to AIDS.

Information about DATA and what you can do to help.

Bono (singer of U2) is doing some amazing things through his organization. DATA.org

DATA aims to raise awareness about, and spark response to the crises swamping Africa: unpayable Debts, uncontrolled spread of AIDS, and unfair Trade rules which keep Africans poor. DATA is part of a rising tide of action by people like you to beat back these crises. The organization was founded in 2002 by Bono, the lead singer of U2, along with Bobby Shriver and activists from the Jubilee 2000 Drop the Debt campaign. At the core of DATA's mission is a view that these issues are not about charity, but about equality and justice. What can YOU do to help fight AIDS and poverty in Africa? Lots!Here are some ideas to get started: JOIN the DATA Action List — to stay in touch with us on where things stand; to get to know others like you who want to make a difference; and to make sure YOUR voice is counted. Sign-Up Now! CALL/WRITE/EMAIL — your leaders to tell them that you want them to act in Africa on YOUR behalf. Click here to find out how, and check out what's hot. LEARN more about DATA and the crises of AIDS, debt and trade in Africa. Read More. SHARE what you've heard with your friends. Ask them to get involved and join our email list. Make sure they know that together, we can make a difference. Tell Your Friends Now!

Heifer.org is an organization that supplies animals and training to families in need. You purchase the animal / animals of your choice and the families receive the necessary training to raise them on their own. For Christmas one year we bought each of the adults that we exchange gifts with an animal in their name. I would like to do this every year because it is so difficult to buy for most of the adults we know and they already have everything they need and want. This way you know that you are not wasting money on something they can't use. My girls love looking through their catalog and choosing different animals for the adults we exchange gifts with. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your gift recipients will love hearing about how the gift you have made in their honor is helping families around the world. You can print a card from their site to send to each person or you can e-mail a card to them. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is one example of what you can buy for $20.00 through Heifer International

Geese Get Results Europeans and Asians have known it for centuries. Ducks and geese are among the most versatile and useful domestic animals. They're easy to raise; they don't require much shelter and can adapt to hot, wet or cold weather. They find a good portion of their food by themselves, and they efficiently dispose of weed seeds and gobble up insects, slugs and snails. Best of all, they're highly efficient producers of animal protein. Not only do you get eggs or meat plus feathers and down ? you get vigilant "watchdogs," too! Give Geese (+US$20.00)

More great sites to check out

Thehungersite.org If you make a purchase through the hunger site from retailers such as; Eddie Bauer, J.C. Penny's, Barnes and Noble, Office Depot, Target, and the list goes on. One cup of food will be donated for every dollar you spend. You just have to make sure that you go through the hunger site to get to the store that you are purchasing from. There are several ways to help through the hunger site and the biggest one is to click on the help feed the hungry box on their home page. You can click daily, it's free, and your are donating 1.1 cup of food each time you click. You can also click on other sites listed at the top of their home page to give at no cost to you. I guess I shouldn't say at no cost to you because it would cost you some of your time. I have the girls take turns doing it. They are on the computer daily so it's an easy way for them to help.

Worldvision.org

Christianchildrensfund.org

Saturday, December 09, 2006

THE GIRLS HAVE TWO COUSINS IN OREGON. THEY'RE TEENAGERS SO THEY GET THE FUNNY CARDS, WHILE MOST OF OUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY GET THE SWEET, MUSHY ONES.

My favorite reindeer on the B Team? I think it's a tie between spastic and Nixon. Have a good day and make sure to match each reindeer with it's name... Poor Armpit!

Friday, December 08, 2006

I DON'T KNOW WHAT MADE ME THINK OF THIS, MAYBE BECAUSE IT'S ALMOST TIME FOR SANTA TO TAKE FLIGHT.

One of the posts in May was about our last trip to Grandma's, and about the Easter Bunny. Shortly after I posted it (about a week) Christine read it. She went to the table and put her head down. I asked her what was wrong and she said that she had just read our blog. I asked her why she would be upset about that. She started crying and said, "mom is that true about the Easter Bunny, is it really you?" I felt horrible! All I could do was hold her and hug her. Thankfully she still believes in Santa, and hopefully I won't ruin that for her. No Santa, that would be the worst! Have a good day and never, ever, stop believing in Santa.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Goodbye to a good friend. August 2006

In August I wrote a post about how my friend Sabrena met her husband. Sabrena is the second one back on the right. Melissa, third one back on the right is my friend that moved. She is so beautiful, inside and out. Some of you remember Kim O'neal (Olovsson) and Melanie Calhoun from Soap Lake. They live within minutes of each other, and now Melissa and her family live ten miles from Kim. I miss all three of them. Melissa and her husband John at an 80's party three years ago on New Years Eve. John loved his mullet wig. You don't want to see pictures of me. Big hair with a big pink bow, 80's makup and the clothes? The styles in the 80's were not very flattering. Scary! John on the left (husband to another one of my friends, and John singing along to Queen. Yeah, it was pretty scary. There are a lot of Johns and Jeffs in my circle of friends. Popular names.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

ASHLEY AND HER BIRDS

Ashley raises quail and partridge, and from the looks of it she has added chickens to her ever growing bird (hatchery) hobby. She has an incubator in her bedroom, and chicks are being hatched year round. She leaves them in the incubator for two days so they will be completely dry when she puts them out in the garage under heat lamps. She was using a plastic egg from Easter to carry these two chicks out. They have to be kept warm at all times.You can hear them peeping during the day, but it is much louder at night when it's quiet. I'm used to it now, but they did wake me up a lot when she first started hatching them. The other day she had five chicks in the incubator at once and they were having a peeping competition. For such tiny little creatures they sure have big voices. You guys have a good day :)

Monday, December 04, 2006

MELANIE CHECKED OUT THE POST "MUSIC AND MEMORIES" SHE HAD A COMMENT ON MY HAIR CUTTING SKILLS.

I haven't seen my friend Melanie for 10 years. I'd forgotten all about the hair cut I gave her. It was REALLY short. I don't know why she trusted me. I wrote her back and asked her if she could ever forgive me. Maybe I should let her cut my hair so we'll be even. Ummmmm, NO! Have a good day! This was her reply.
About that picture..... I think that might have been taken shortly after you gave me that hideous hair cut!! Be sure to thank your Mom for taking a picture of that one! Ha, ha.
Oh gosh, I will never forget that. I'll always remember that you wouldn't let me look until you were done. When your Mother came in and saw what you were doing, the look on her face
told me all I needed to know before I ever even looked in the mirror. I think I didn't have a hair on my head that was longer than 1/4 inch!

Some pictures from my dance years.

I think I've posted enough about me. I need to get back to putting posts on about the girls. In the black and white costume at a recital when I was 5. My niece Kara is in the first picture with me. She's so cute! Kara you're so cute. In the hot pink costume when I was 10, and with the stange looking head piece when I was 7. I have every costume from my recitals. I loved tap dance. Everyone have a good day!

Friday, December 01, 2006

I'm still not very talented with this blogging thing so you'll have to copy and paste the link.

JUST TO SHAKE IT UP A BIT. POOR PEEPS IN THE SNOW GLOBE. Have a good day. http://ww12.e-tractions.com/snowglobe/globe.htm