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

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Fun in the Snow

It lasted longer than usual. Now it's melting. I really wanted to take the girls sledding, but because Christine had pneumonia earlier this month, I didn't want her being outside too long. Have a good day.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Got Snow?

When I was 15 and had my permit my dad would go with me to practice my driving. My mom did very little driving with me. She was too uptight, and she criticized my every move. In the winter my dad and I would drive down to the beach and cut loose in the snow and ice. I remember doing it once with my mom in the car and she came undone. What is so scary about doing 360's in the snow? After that it was a father daughter activity. We don't get a lot of snow in Bellingham, but when we do we love it. It usually hangs around for a day or two, and it snows maybe two or three times each year. We got so much more snow (this last Sat. and Sun.) than people south of us, which is unusual. So because all of the parking lots are sheets of ice and snow it makes for perfect fun. I want to say that I am a responsible driver, and that I would never do anything that might cause my girls or anyone else any harm. So at night ( two or three times each winter) when the lots are empty (Lowe's is a good one) the girls and I go driving. I tear it up and Christine yells "faster, do it again." Ashley holds on for dear life and tells me to stop. Ashley is more like my mom in that way and Christine is more like my dad and I. I have never worried about Ashley doing the same with her car because she is the Queen of Caution, which is good. Besides, I wouldn't want her out having fun in the parking lots without me. (Kidding) One year we were at a parking lot and there was another person having fun in the snow. I told Ashley that I wasn't the only one that drove crazy in empty parking lots. The car passed us and Ashley said to me. "Mom, it's a teenage boy." See, I'm not the only one. I'm just the only one in the parking lot that's thirty something. Ahh, there has to be other grown ups that get crazy in the snow. If my dad was alive he would go with me. He trusted me completely :) Have a good day!

Posting these again so you can read them. I hope

Trying this again. Maybe this time you will be able to read it. There are 3 pictures to click on.

Eagles at the Tacoma Dome.

My love for horses

My dad started his girl riding at a young age. I love horses. The best horse I ever had was Partner. He was a quarter horse, and full of spunk. I sold him when I was 16 and I wish I hadn't. After I got my first car I didn't spend a lot of time with him. A friend of my dads bought him from me, and his kids loved him. The deal was that he couldn't sell him to anyone else, ever. He told me that Partner would have a home for the rest of his life. I sold him when he was 13 years old and he lived to be 25. That's pretty old for a horse. About Partner's personality: Most horses would not do this, ever. My mom and I were riding one day and we started galloping up this hill. I had been telling my mom for days that my cinch was starting to rip. The cinch is what keeps the saddle on the horse. It's a pretty important part of the saddle. So, I'm almost to the top of the hill and the cinch rips completely apart. I ended up on my back directly underneath him. When I opened my eyes his head was right next to mine, and he was nudging me with his snout. He had all four of his legs straddled far apart so that he wouldn't step on me. He didn't move a muscle, he just froze there. Some horses might have done the same, but I don't know of any that would do that with the back cinch cinched tight around his belly. They put a tight cinch on the bucking horses at the rodeo to make them buck. It doesn't feel very good to them. Most horses would have been out of there, and trampled you on their way. But my Partner just stood there calm as can be. He was just the best!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

My grandfather's old typewriter and a little bit about my great-grandfather. I'm so glad that I've been told stories about my grandparents.

I have a post about my grandmother Josephine's old camera and some of the pictures she took with it. This Blickensderfer typewriter was handed down by the same grandparents. George and Josephine Felton.

My grandfather's typewriter. He bought it in 1933 when my dad was 15 years old. When you type, the wheel with the letters and numbers goes down and hits the ink pad right before the wheel hits the paper. I removed the ink pad and soaked it in water and it works great. It's slow but fun to use. I love the old things that have been passed down to me and I think they are super cool.

This story has nothing to do with my grandfather’s typewriter, it's about my great grandfather. My great grandfather and his two brothers were horse thieves. They were going to be hung, so they stowed away on a ship that was coming to America. They came to America, and like many others they had nothing but the clothes on their back. Yes, I think they should have been punished for their crimes, and I'm sure they knew what the consequences were. I just think that being hung is a bit harsh for stealing horses. So many interesting stories. I think it's great that they kept journals, and passed them down to the next generation.

Have a good day.