Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
This afternoon Josh had a look through Grandma's box of Fisher Price toys. He found the people quite tastey but Grandma said they were not to eat, so he tried out some little vehicles instead. The houseboat is too big to eat, but has a very cool springy flag that makes a great noise when it bounces back and forth.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I am looking forward to turning my backyard into a beautiful place once again. At first I was having a bit of trouble visualizing what I wanted to do, but as time goes on the creative juices are beginning to flow a little more. We are hoping to bring a small stockade fence home later this week and a few pieces of picket fencing also. A couple white picket sections will go along the edge of my patio to keep my chairs from blowing off the porch and into my flower garden.
I am going to be on the lookout for some good deals on outdoor rocking chairs. Every good grandmother needs a rocking chair on her back porch just in case she gets a grandchild who will sit still long enough to be rocked. Another item I'll be looking for is a post or a pipe to hold up one end of the hammock I want to hang under the red maple tree. I hope by the time we get things together there will be enough warm weather left to enjoy it all!
Monday, July 28, 2008
We chose the beach less traveled, which basically means there is no life guard and swimming is strongly discouraged, but we were not really dressed to swim. Instead we walked along the beach, cooling our feet and legs in the surf. The water, which initially felt cold, quickly warmed and the waves beckoned me to go deeper. By the time the life guards walked their beat warning people not to swim here, I was drying out in the sand.
It was a beautiful day, only a little less than an hour from home and just seven dollars admission. We were cooled, we were relaxed, and we were happy. We were also a little sandy, a little sunburned, and a little smiling. On the way home we stopped at a fruit stand/ barn sale, bought some baked goods (which really made Hannah smile), a new coffee mug, and some end of the season cherries. We made it home in time to let Sofie out of her cage and make it to the evening service at church.
PS. Check out "Nate Stuff" if you'd like to see some of the photos from El Salvador.)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
I fear I am not the gardener that my son is, that my great grandfathers were, nor can I compete with my own dad who always had a weedless vegetable garden. In spite of that, somehow there is a little bit of dirt running through my veins and I can't keep from hoping that I can someday have magnificent gardens of my own. My favorite perennials are the daisy type of flowers, Shasta, Gloriosa, Black Eyed Susans, and Purple Cone Flowers. Mix them up with some Bee Balm and a few others and maybe I can have the kind of garden that both the bees and the butterflies will love, not to mention the hummingbirds.
Friday, July 25, 2008
The tree laying on the ground in the first photo is one that My Darling will be milling up sometime in the next month. It is laying in the sheep pasture of an area Bed and Breakfast. The sheep were fascinating. They don't know us and put up quite the racket as they ran across the yard to a "safer" spot. I think I just may look into visiting this place as a field trip someday. Baaaah!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
These particular photos were taken a few years ago when we had a camera that took much clearer brighter pictures. I wish now that I had kept it and eventually sent it in for repairs, but how was I to know? Afterall, I bought a camera that was supposed to be basically the same. Oh well, this one has videos with sound.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Rachel and Dave, I have your hot sauce!
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Tonight, for the first time since July 3, we have all three of our remaining children in our home for the night. Trips out of the country and time at camp are over and things should soon settle back into "normal", whatever that is. This evening we celebrated Hannah's birthday with pizza and ice cream sandwiches.
My poor feet are feeling rather tired and achy as I have let them escape from the loving support of my tennis shoes several times this past week. Sometimes the choice between hot feet and achy feet is difficult and when the weather is sweltering, I often choose air over no foot and leg pain. What I need is a nice long foot massage...
Friday, July 18, 2008
Today is my beautiful baby's birthday and she is thirteen! It doesn't seem possible that all seven of my children have reached this great milestone...
... I once turned thirteen...
I was getting ready for school that second day of spring in 1977 when the telephone rang. It was for me. "Strange," I thought, "who would be calling me before school?" I can't recall much of the conversation that morning but the caller turned out to be a DJ, "Ferdinand Jay", from one of the local radio stations. Seems one of my friends had called in and let them know it was my big day. I wasn't sure whether to be pleased or thoroughly embarrassed at being on the radio before school, but I did leave home with a smile on my face. Even the Vice Principal's son had heard it on the radio. There was a mystery attached to that early morning call. Who was the friend that called the radio station in the first place? I had no clue and it wasn't until months later, maybe even a year, before I learned that it was my dear, Jehovah's Witness friend, Elena, who had made the call.
So anyway, Hannah is spending her second birthday in a row at OBC. She didn't mind turning twelve away from home and I'm sure she'll get plenty of attention today too. Bethany mailed her a package and her friend, Kara, who has celebrated almost all of Hannah's other birthdays with her, is also at camp. Today I am going to see if I can find her another yellow shirt like the one in the photograph. It's her favorite and somehow got spots on it in the wash. Dont'cha hate that?
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
This afternoon Josh found a new game, "Walkin' the Dog". We went over to Rachel's house to visit and swim and Bethany and Josh came along. I took Sofie since she has spent enough time in her crate the past few days. I like to keep an eye in her when we're out so she had her leash on. Josh figured it was time to walk the dog.
Sofie didn't seem to mind and Josh had lots of fun chasing the leash, shaking it around, and stretching it out in his hands. If he dropped it he just crawled over and picked it up again. He was very intent on doing a good job of Walking the Dog.
The water in the showers must have been around 70 degrees farenheidt. I could hardly breathe when I took a shower. There were many inconveniences and a few of us got sick, myself included. On Wednesday we went to a pool with the boys and that's the day I was sick. The ride was a bumpy one so that didn't help. We got to the pool, I prayed with one of the adults of our group, subsequently vomited, and then was fine so I got to swim after all.
Most of us (of the teens in our group) got attached to at least one of the orphans. Roman got attached to Angel, and so did Chrissy, Matt got attached to Alex (conveniently, Matt has a brother named Alex), Gina got attached to Victor, Chelsie to Emerson (they share birthdays), and I to Kevin.
I first saw Kevin while we were playing frisbee the first night. He came up to watch us play and stood there for a couple minutes. I knew that he was the one the Lord wanted me to reach out to on the trip. I waited until I got the frisbee again then threw it to him. Later on while we were playing soccer, he came up to me, gave me a hug, and tried to tell me his name. At first I thought he was saying "Gabing" but later I heard Lora call him "Kevin" and Tandrian explained the pronunciation to me (Tandrian is the one who spoke fluent Spanish). When I told Kevin my name he couldn't pronounce it so eventually I ended up with the name "Nick" to all the orphans, and "Nick Junior" exclusively to Kevin. All this in spite of trying to get them to call me by my middle name, "Daniel." Kevin and I became best buds even though we had no idea what the other would say.
The night before we left we all watched a movie together -- "The Climb," A Billy Graham movie. It also was in Spanish so I tried to guess the story just by the picture and little words I'd picked up on. Kevin was leaning on my lap for the latter portion of the movie, and when it was over he wrapped his arms around my neck for upwards of five minutes.
The day of our departure we took some group photos, of us, of the boys, and combined. About a half an hour before we officially left Kevin disappeared. I searched him out thinking I couldn't leave without saying goodbye. "Donde es Kabveen?" I asked the other kids, but nobody knew. I finally found him on his bunk crying. I got him down and carried him outside to say "goodbye." He gave Max, and Chelsie, and me a hug, and then I felt it... "Oh no!" I said to Chelsie, then I started crying too. I was doing fine up to that point but then...
All in all this trip was well worth it and I'd go back in a heartbeat -- sickness, ant attacks, and all.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
There isn't much to see along this particular portion of the lake shore. Much of the beach has been covered with large rectangular blocks of stone and concrete designed to keep the shoreline from eroding into the lake, and the power plant next door kind of detracts from the scenic beauty due east.
There is however a small lagoon which was quite pretty today. I took advantage of both the cloud cover and the tall weeds for a nice photo. The campers practice their fishing skills here and there is also a boat launch. No one swims in the lagoon (it looks a bit scary), instead the camp has a nice inground pool for all the would be polar bears.
On Friday I will return once again, first to meet some friends, and then to bring my daughter back home. When I see her again she will have turned into a teenager. Her birthday is Friday.
Friday, July 11, 2008
It was a gorgeous day, one where the sun shines bright and the breeze blows not quite cold, but almost. The wind blew the water into choppy little waves and splashed it against the pier. I felt the urge to sit down on the shore and watch the water, the seagulls, and the people on the distant beach. Out over the water I could just make out two stacks from the Oswego Power Plant and to the left of them a giant stack and cloud of steam, the Nine Mile Point Nuclear Power Station. I pointed it out to Bethany, "That's where Ben is," I said. "HI BEN!" she shouted. We jumped up and down and waved.
After our tour of the Lighthouse, where we all climbed the 52 steps to the top, we stopped down at the beach. No one was in the water on the lake side as the lake was a little rough, but there were several people on the beach including a group or two of children on some kind of outing, and another testing the water on the bay side. Alysa and I thought it would be fun to look for shells and beach glass, but Josh's stroller doesn't roll in sand and we hadn't yet eaten lunch. We decided to return another day and search the beach for treasure.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Grandma's Off Her Rocker!
In the dim and distant past,
When life's tempo wasn't fast,
Grandma used to rock and knit,
Crochet, tat and baby sit.
When we were in a jam,
We could always count on gram.
In the age of gracious living,
Grandma's life was one of giving.
Now grandma's at the gym,
Exercising to keep slim,
She's off touring with the bunch,
Or taking all her friends to lunch.
Driving north to fish or hike,
Taking time to ride her bike.
Nothing seems to block or stop her,
Now that grandma's off her rocker.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Judi recently tagged me for a music meme but without Nathan in the house I don't hear much music. Nathan is the "Music Man" around here. Several years ago he learned to play the guitar and now he is teaching himslef to play the piano. Now if only he could read music. (I apologize for the sideways video.)
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
This afternoon I had the privilege of meeting one of my blog friends in person. What a great experience. It was nothing like meeting a stranger, more like meeting up with an old friend. We shared tea and cake while the kids devoured a box of assorted donut holes and then took turns riding M.'s pony (the kids, not us).
It was a hot and sticky day so we got in our cars and followed Gudl down to the beach where the kids had fun cooling off in the water and playing in the sand. All too soon it was time to head back toward home.
Monday, July 07, 2008
My husband has always been somewhat hesitant to let go of his children. I was once reluctant to send the kids to camp, but for a different reason. I needed the break from the kids and they needed time away, I just wasn't sure OBC was the right place to send them...
Once upon a time two sets of parents decided their daughters should go to camp, so off they drove to a little old Christian camp on the shore of Lake Ontario. (Did I mention it was "old"? My mother's aunt and uncle owned a cottage there! ) My sister Priscilla and our pastor's daughter Tori spent a week at OBC in 1979. We had not been impressed with the "dirty, rundown old camp" back then, so I wasn't sure about sending my own kids 15 years later. To my surprise, my own children came home loving OBC and have begged to go back every year since.
This is how our cabin looks now. Back in the day it had a cute little front porch and the door wasn't boarded up. There were curtains in the windows and two sets of bunk beds where we slept. Kind of sad to see it this way. Most of the old cabins have been replaced and this one was rarely used when we attended. Hey, it's still standing!
This is our friend Tori, Priscilla, and our "counselor", Ella on front of our cabin. Next week when Hannah goes to camp, Tori's daughter, Katie, will be going along too.