Oh my goodness. It has been over a year since I blogged,
and what a year it has been. Three new grandchildren have been born, Tony and
Colette moved from Missouri to Washington state, Benjamin moved from Texas to
Oklahoma City. I started a full-time job teaching Spanish at a high school. We moved out of our house believing it to be sold, and just
moved back in as it did not sell.
We lived with Maria and Travis for most of the year…while
Maria was pregnant, I might add. It has been a complicated and very difficult
year for all involved, but at the same time, there have been many blessings.
My son Douglas, and his wife Ary have two sweet little girls. First, are the pictures Ary sent me of the girls in the Easter dresses she made for them.
Now, I'll show you the pictures of the girls on a Saturday when Dad dressed them:
Actually, this is good parenting as children need to learn that there are different roles, tasks, and different behaviors are needed for different occasions.
Plus, every woman needs to know how to use power tools!
They are learning many different things from each parent.
What an absolutely beautiful Spring we are having. Oklahoma turns brown in the winter. The grass is brown, the trees are brown and leafless, and the sky is a dull gray much of the time.
But now, it is green and vibrant. We have had several good rains and our lake is starting to fill up. The trees have leaves and the flowers are reminders of new life.
Mud is part of spring and children are attracted to mud. Aunt Kathy has the girls this week as they are going to a Homeschooling Teen Camp in Texas.
With 9 children and various in-laws and friends over all the time...I cook a lot. However, day-to-day, I do not always know how many will come, so I end up withleftoversquite a bit.
Through the years, I have learned how to take that dried food that you really do not want to eat, and turn it into something yummy.
See the yummy chicken and veggies that my husband made?
We also made rice this night that is called casamiento (which is marriage in Spanish), as there is rice and beans together. Which is an easy way to get rid of a small amount of leftover
Wow. Has it been since November that I last wrote? At that
time, we were in California, headed home after Tony and Colette’s wedding in
the Bellvue, Washington Temple on November 8.
We stayed with Colette’s family for the first part of our
stay. They live 3 hours southeast of Seattle, Washington. It’s where they grow
Orchard after orchard, vineyard after vineyard, and vegetables as well.
It was fall, so the colors were red, gold, yellow, and brown. Then when there
were pines, the bright colors contrasted against the green and just simply
This is Agate Beach in Northern California off the Redwood Forest Highway. Incredible! We had to hike down all the way, then hike back up so we couldn't bring too many treasures.
Rebeca and I on the beach.
The agates are in the cliffs and storms and rain bring them down to the beach.
Hiking back up from the beach. Treasures in our hands and pockets. Ferns, moss, beach flowers, tall trees, and amazing rocks. What a pretty place.
Plus, it was 60 degrees here and the rest of the US seemed to be caught in cold.
Okay everyone. I have blogged about this before, but no one seems to be listening.
I have attended two different conferences recently, one in Oklahoma and the other in Kansas City, Missouri. The conferences were put on by different organizations, however, both required dressing nicely, i.e., professionally.
So why am I telling people to get a mirror? I am absolutely convinced that a large majority of people do not have full length mirrors in their homes.
Now, I am getting ready for Tony and Colette's wedding. I am cooking for 200 one night and 50 the next day, but this will be in Washington state far a way from my kitchen...oh dear.
Then about 2:00 AM one night (when I couldn't sleep for thinking of all the things that I have to do) it occurred to me.
That way when I get there the hardest part is already done.
After my mom’s death, I was really surprised by how much I
missed her. When my father passed away it was such a relief as he had had
cancer for a third time, it had gone into his bones and he was in such pain
that it was pure relief and happiness when he was gone.
I did not miss him so much but still hear his voice
constantly telling me things, guiding me, teaching me.
However, with my mom, I guess because I had cared for her
for so long, it was as if we had both been mothers to each other. I would walk
by her room and look in to see how she was…and then I would remember, oh, she’s
Now, when we went to Padre Island, I asked my friend, Kathy,
to come stay with my mom. She had been slowly going downhill all year, but when
I came back from Padre Island, she seemed especially weak. I thought maybe
Kathy had been too soft with her and had not pushed her enough to walk or to do
others things. (She, herself, told me that Kathy was much nicer to her and not
a big meanie like me…)
However, after having been at home for a while, I realized
that she simply did not have the strength anymore to do certain things.