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Monday, January 4th, 2010

SweetGuy, you and I have been married 24 years today.  How is that possible.  I mean, really.  It went SO fast.  Time really does fly when you’re having fun.   Not literally of course. 

SweetGuy and I are going to take off work a little early today and have an anniversary date night.  We’re even abandoning the kids tonight and will stay at Nanni’s lovely place by the frozen river.  (I hope that’s OK with Nanni, I sorta forgot to ask.  Nanni, is it OK?)   Bud and Magoo left a truely lovely note for SweetGuy and me to see when we got up today.   Among other things they said:

First of all, we want to be clear that we still love you both despite the fact that you’re completely ditching us for the day.

… In light of how wonderful you guys are and how hard you both constantly work, Bud and I both want to give you our blessings to enjoy this day and enjoy each other (but not too much!).

… We will try not to burn the house down, but no guarantees.

To Bud & Magoo, your father and I LOVED your note.  And, if you do burn the house down, please remember above all else, SAVE MARIO KART.

One more thing, to you, SweetGuy, I always think that there is no way I deserve someone as wonderful as you.  However, as I ponder that thought now, I am certain the Lord didn’t put you in my life because I deserved you, but rather He knew I needed you.  And, I am now, always have been, and always will be exceedingly grateful for such an unequaled blessing.  Thank you for being you.

Happy Anniversary.  I love you! 

And, next year, let’s go someplace WARM!!

2009

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

I like bulleted lists.  I believe I actually THINK in bulleted lists.  I’ve been going through my pictures in hopes of posting my favorites of the year here.  They reminded me of how amazing this year has been.  So, on this last day of 2009, here are some of my random thoughts on just a few things that were WONDERFUL this year.  They are in no particular order, and I’m sure I’ll leave out some important things.  But, that’s what random is all about, is it not?  (I’ve inserted a bunch of links to semi-related blog posts, click on them if you are interested in wasting a lot of time.)

  • DustMeister came to live with us in January.  Oh, the laughs he brought with him.  My greatest memory of Dust from this year is just recalling the hundreds of instances of him interacting with Magoo and Bud.  He really is their brother.  Oh, and he makes a mean sandwich.  And has a chocolate milk obsession.
  • I am still in awe that the Singing Sally clan lives so close to us.  Dreams do come true.
  • Watching Emmy change SO MUCH this year and discover her potential.  Starting with the whole collar bone incident.
  • Mario Kart!
  • Having the Texas cousins (Little Couz and The White Rose) here over the summer.  Those days were an absolute blur of activity and pure joy for me.  Well, except for the dirty dishes.  But, those are a small price to pay for what were definitely some of the very best times of ’09.
  • Bud is a Senior!  And, guess what, one of my best moments of the year came just yesterday when we found out he’s got a pretty good chance at a job right here in Central Illinois.  It’s not a sure thing at all, but it’s an opportunity he earned by demonstrating his ability and work ethic.  People noticed, and it may get him hired.  I couldn’t be more proud.
  • Magoo’s graduationheld so many special moments.  I’m not going to lie, when she was recognized as part of the Top Ten at her graduation ceremony and SweetGuy and I were asked to stand as well amongst a sea of parents and friends, I was overwhelmed, and it is one of my top ten memories of 2009. 
  • The rest of her graduation was SO MUCH FUN.  Celebrating DustMeister/Aunt Ruth’s birthday’s, wearing Grace’s salutatorian medal, jumping over Bud, visiting with so many special people. 
  • We said goodbye to youth group.  It was time, and the right thing to do.  I look back on it hoping we had a very small part in positively affecting the lives of a few young people, and I am SO grateful for the privilege.
  • Singing Sally and her family surprising us with new outdoor furniture.  Even cooler than that was calling them back in the dark of night and sitting outside on a warm summer evening laughing, devouring chocolate chip zucchini muffins and AUBS! cracking us up with her Elf revelations.  (Oh, wait, their gift was supposed to by anonymous.  Oh, well.  Sue me.)
  • A magical August weekendspent at FavoriteChild’s place in Wisconsin.  I think I shall always remember this as the moment my Mom started to get her groove back.
  • On vacation, driving up, up, up that mountain in Tennessee, then up some more into the driveway of our rental home reaching the crest and having the view literally (yes, literally!) take my breath away.
  • Empty Nesters
  • Rock band with the gang.
  • AUBS! helping us get so much done around the house/barn.  The progress is astounding, and since SweetGuy and I both tend to obsess about those things we have NOT yet accomplished at our place, her help was priceless.
  • Willie and the Hat Gang.
  • Reconnecting with old friends.
  • The raccoons (the bad – the good – depending on your perspective of course).
  • Magoo and The frog!  Coming soon to a theatre near you.
  • Saying goodbyeto Jasmine.  As sad as it was, it was also beautiful.  Remembering her, holding our little ceremony, seeing how much people cared.  She bought us a gajillion laughs and wonderful memories galore.
  • Saje!
  • Magoo and my master plan for ridding the kitchen of ants. 
  • Bud’s 25 things
  • The final dance, the final cast party, the final band/choral concert, the start of something new.  With the moving out of Bud, Magoo, and DustMeister we gained some freedom.  But we also lost the joy of having all their friends in our house, like Grace, Da Kaff, Rob, Emily, and more.  I’m now LOVING their college breaks.
  • PETE.
  • SweetGuy’s Rambo Easter egg.  And, SweetGuy hiding DustMeister’s special Easter egg in a plastic bag in the middle of our pond.
  • Climbing a (small) mountain in Colorado.
  • Welcoming Magoo and DustMeister back from the other side of the world on her 18th birthday.
  • Bud’s 21st:  the whole gang and their ridiculous bowling skills, Bud barely able to down ½ beer with Nanni. 
  • Roman Candles.
  • FavoriteChild on Oprah.
  • Just this past week when we were able to spend so many special moments with both sides of the family, and even Skyping our Swiss family connection.

There really is SO much more, but the list has to end sometime. 

Here is what I know to be true:  I am rich and blessed beyond measure.  Thanks to the Lord and all of you for an awesome 2009. 

And, to you 2010, let’s get this party started.

 (Hey, anyone out there want to share what was wonderful for you in 2009?  Put them in the comments.  We’d all love to see them.)

Not as nice as she looks

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

Lovely Robin is not who she appears to be.  

I’ve only known Robin for 30 years or so (in which time I’ve aged 40 years, and she has aged 2.  I’m not bitter, my plan is when I get to her age, I will look like her). Clearly I haven’t had the time to observe her and decide for myself what kind of human being she is.  I’m pretty much  just working off my first impressions here.

Sure, at first glance she seems nice enough, and helpful, and unselfish. She always asks about my kids, pets, and the like.  You know, like someone who cares would.  She’s funny and easy to be around.  She makes an absurdly good mint-chocolate bar thing.  It’s pretty evident she adores her husbands, and kids, and grand-kids and all that.

But, I wonder to myself, does that make her a good person?

Hold the phone.

Towards the end of the Cookie War, there were discussions and even a random vote regarding whether Fadi and Robin would be allowed to return the next year.  You see, there’s limited spots available at the Cookie War and if you’re not willing to embrace the Spirit of War (or, let’s be honest, if you are too good at making cookies), you are not allowed to return.

Fadi seemed to care about returning:

And, Robin?  Well, I guess she cared too.  But in an evil caring sort of way.  SweetGuy had been sick and mostly absent on this particular evening.  And, during the vote as to whether Robin and Fadi would be invited back, Robin quietly proclaimed “Maybe SweetGuy can just  be sick again!”

She whispered this tidbit of hope to Singing Sally who immediately let the crowd know what Robin said. Here’s Robin’s defiant reaction:

This woman can not be trusted.

She has a bit of a mean streak to her.

She’s willing to trample on someone else to get what she wants.

She TOTALLY HAS A LIFETIME INVITATION TO THE WAR!

Today is *THAT* day.

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

I don’t know if it’s like this in other places, but here in central Illinois, there is always a time when things turn green overnight.  And I think I do mean LITERALLY overnight.  Yesterday, was an absolutely miserable day.  Rain, rain, and more pelting rain.  Not a hint of sun or warmth.  Everything was shades of grey and brown.  Arising, I didn’t expect much better today, because although the rain had stopped, the temperature was still 40 degrees. 

As is my normal workday routine, I fed the dogs and ran them out to their dog run.  The moment I stepped outside I was struck by the sun and the GREEN.  This might be my favorite weather moment of the year.  What is a weather moment anyway? 

A little later, as is also the weekday routine, DustMeister and I left the house together.  He wasn’t exactly awake and trudged to the van with head down.  I made mention of things turning green overnight.  He looked up and at the sight of the very obvious color change let out a long “whoaaa.”  Weather moment right there. 

Ice Camp 2009

Tuesday, January 27th, 2009

Magoo keeps complaining I haven’t posted lately.  I’ve been a bit busy.

We took the youth group (59 kids, 8 chaperones) to Miracle Camp  in Michigan this weekend for Ice Camp 2009 – an incredibly jam packed 48 hours of activity that is so frenetic I’m generally unable to function or speak coherently for a month following.  It is an incredible mixture of pure fun, getting to know new people, and intense spiritual introspection.  It is way cool, both literally and figuratively. 

We had a high of about 15 degrees this year, which was a great improvement over the past two years. 

Here are my personal highlights of the weekend.  As always, since I can’t be forced to think too much, they are not necessarily in any order:

  • It’s Magoo’s Senior year.  She has an awesome close-knit group of senior friends – a dozen or so guys and gals.  Nearly every one of them made it to Ice Camp.  It’s so neat to see the natural easy-going relationship they all have. 

  • DustMeister is part of that group.  But, because of the small problem of living in Singapore the last couple of years, he hasn’t been able to attend Ice Camp.  He is back home, and it was SO EXCELLENT to have him there.  Even though he failed to capture the gross banana consumption contest:

 

  • I was in a cabin with eight girls.  Six of them I had already known pretty well.  Two I had maybe only met once.  These two, Ali and Amanda, were hilarious, for real.  Amanda is non stop funny and incredibly sweet and competitive and inclusive.  And she says “for real” or “for real?” all the time.  I liked it so much I am going to start using it myself all the time, for real.  Ali is so much fun, so introspective, and so sweet.  And these best friends play off each other perfectly.  They added SO much to the weekend.  I plan on stalking them and making them be my friends forever, because I like them so much.  The cabin was full of girls with a wide variety of interests, activities, and friends, yet by the way they acted and got along, you’d have thought they’d all been rooming together for years.

  • Now that Emmy lives in our area, she got to go to Miracle Camp!  You’d think a girl that was at a new school, and attending a function she’s never attended before would kind of hang back and tag along with her cousin and good friends.  Not Emmy.  She met new people, did all kinds of activities, and became famous as the single girl on the epic broomball team.  It helped that she got kicked in the face, jumped up, and said “I’m fine.”  Guys totally respect that.  And, really, many women pay big bucks to get nice full lips.  One kick in the face and Emmy got that for free.  You’re welcome.

  • An excellent band named Hello Industry.  Check them out.  They were PERFECT!  Bud and Magoo make fun of me because I usually barely play my music loud enough to even make out what is playing.  But for whatever reason the louder the better at Ice Camp.  Hello Industry delivered.  Oh, and they spent endless amounts of time with the students, which was pretty awesome of them.  DustMeister even learned a few new bass techniques from them.  (Sorry, I didn’t get a picture of the band.)
  • Deep spiritual discussions.  What’s wrong.  What can we fix.  How can we do better.  These are the kids talking.  Teenagers.  Unbelievably impressive teenagers.

  • Our cabin was connected to another cabin, much like a hotel room has a locked door to an adjoining room.  Only the locked door in this case was half inch thick plywood witha vent in it.  It wasn’t such a good sound insulator.  Nor was the massive heating vent system that crossed through both rooms creating a nice megaphone sound amplifier between the two rooms.  The other room contained unseen, but not unheard, girls from a group unknown to us.  Instead of getting irked at the sound generated by the other cabin, our girls took advantage of it.  A completely impromptu round of VBS songs broke out between the two cabins one afternoon.  The other cabin sang “Jesus loves the little children”.  We sang “This little light of mine”.  They sang “B-I-B-L-E” and we sang “Zaccheus”.  Before it was over we’d moved onto Disney songs and the big finale of “So Long, Farewell” from the Sound of Music.  I can’t tell you how much fun that was.  We never saw or spoke to those girls.  But, we had a blast singing with them.
  • Watching two of our girls and one of our youth leaders beat an all guys team in 3 on 3 b-ball. 

  • One of our leaders taking our broomball team through an entire comical practice before their game.  It included drills and straight out of Braveheart speeches to the participants.  His final rallying call before their friendly church camp broomball game, you ask?  “Let’s never forget this MEN, and woman, WINNING IS EVERYTHING!!  Oh, and making money too.”  They lost.

  • Standing outside on a 15 degree snowy day in the middle of a massive field of white, watching at least 100 teenagers oblivious to the cold, sans iPods & cell phones & mind altering substances, have the time of their life throwing snowballs, burying each other in the snow, playing broomball, tackling each other and smiling non-stop for hours on end.

  • A speaker and worship session on Saturday night and renewed commitments to the Lord that make every second of work it takes to prepare for this weekend worth it a thousand times over.
  • Watching Da Kaff make snow angels in his shorts and t-shirt after playing basketball.  Magoo accused me of being evil because I goaded him into it by suggesting he was a wuss if he didn’t do it.  I suppose she has a point.  Nevertheless, he did prove his lack of wuss-ness, that’s for SURE:

  •  Smiles, smiles, and a few more smiles.  You can check out the whole gallery by clicking HERE

What a weekend.  Thanks to the Lord.  Thanks to those who prayed.  Thanks to the Miracle Camp staff, speaker, and band.  Thanks to the chaperones.  And thanks to the most awesomest group of high school students ever, for REAL!

On the 11th day of Christmas

Saturday, December 27th, 2008

Today was the last of our Christmas get-togethers… that is as long as you don’t count the Christmas in July we are planning with SweetGuy’s side of the family who are strewn about the world, but will all be in Central Illinois this summer.

Here are a few highlights of the season for me:

  • Last weekend in Madison when my ornery mother decided (thanks to a world class guilt trip coaxing and round trip ticket from FavoriteChild) to surprise us and show up for the holiday.  This is our first Christmas without Dad and as bittersweet as it is, it meant so very much to have everyone together.
  • A fabulous Christmas Eve meal with Singing Sally’s family.   It seems like such a short time ago that these five young adults were running, and yelling, and acting so excited and immature when they were about to open presents.  Oh, wait…
  • The four of us had such a wonderful time together on Christmas morning.  Since the kids were very little, we’ve had the tradition of SweetGuy putting together a treasure hunt for them on Christmas morning.  It continued this year, and he surprised me by making a treasure hunt for me too!  He did have an ulterior motive in that he did not want to wrap a big present he bought me — a romantic power sprayer!!  (Yes, I did ask for it.)
No pictures of Christmas morning are allowed, at the decree of unshowered, unmakeuped me and Magoo.
  • Christmas afternoon was SO MUCH FUN.  We had to practically crawl to the back of the land because an odd mixture of ice, rain, and cold we’ve had over the last week had turned our entire acreage into a sheet of ice.  Our intention was to sled down the hill towards the pond, which we tried a few times, but we were absolutely out of control.  Bud slid, trying to brake just about the entire time, and ended up, not only down the hill, but slid the entire way across the frozen pond.  It was scary but such a blast!
  • We have spent lots of time the past few days playing with presents and loving a little down time.  Bud and Magoo continue to humor our Rock Band obsession.
  • We had brunch this morning with SweetGuy’s Mom and Step-Dad.  And can you believe they even got into the mix?
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I’m sorry the festivities are ending, but at least we’ve got the Wii!!! Bud here for another couple of weeks to enjoy.

On the 10th day of Christmas

Saturday, December 27th, 2008

It was a surprise and wonderful to receive such a unique Christmas gift from Singing Sally and her kids, and FavoriteChild.  They gave us our own little version of extreme makeover.  Singing Sally kidnapped our upstairs bathroom and didn’t allow us to see it for two days.  Here were the results: 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

You may not be able to detect a huge amount of difference in the above pictures (the “before” picture is supposed to be on the left and the “after” on the right, but in case Wordpress has messed this up, as it appears it has in my preview, then the light blue walls are the after picture and the unmatching wallpaper is the before picture… wow, that’s a lot to say inside parentheses), but trust me, there is.  Just check out the old faucet and new faucet:

 

I LOVED the present.  In fact, I loved it so much so, that I believe for my birthday, someone should lose 30 lbs. for me.  I’m putting it on my list.

 

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On the 4th day of Christmas

Friday, December 19th, 2008

The suspense wasn’t exactly killing her.  There it was, the big orange envelope from U of I, her current first choice of schools.  It was big, that was a good sign.  Would she get in?  Should she pace and fret before opening it?  Um, no, it wasn’t exactly necessary:

She’s in, and whether this is the school she ends up at or not, we could not possibly be more proud of Magoo.  I’m definitely counting this as wonderful.

Nice face, by the way.  She looks like she’s just accomplished step one in her diabolical plan to overthrow the University of Illinois.

On the 3rd day of Christmas

Thursday, December 18th, 2008

There’s a dumb ad that runs on one of the radio stations I listen to that asks the question “Are you better off now than you were this time last year?”  The question isn’t dumb, just the ad, which is promoting this thinly veiled pyramid scam.  Interested?  Just call 1-800-RIP-OFFF.

Back to the question.  There’s a couple people I know who are definitely better off than they were last year at this time.  Namely Bud and AUBS!  AUBS! led the way in transferring colleges, and Bud followed her lead.  It was a brave choice for each of them.  I know Bud feared he had failed somewhat by transferring, but I definitely don’t see it that way.  Could he and AUBS! have stayed at their respective schools and graduated?  Yes, I have absolutely no doubt they could and would have.  But, would they have been in the best places for them to grow and thrive?  I don’t think so, and I’m sure they didn’t fail by switching.  Actually, I’m sure they triumphed.

A most definite wonderful aspect of this year is hearing all the clear evidence that both Bud and AUBS! are in an environment that suits them better.  The fun they are having and the friendships they are developing are phenomenal.  Oh yeah, and the education is working too.

And, from a Mom’s perspective, it doesn’t hurt that they have a car and can easily get home, as opposed to THIS kind of disaster.

On the 1st day of Christmas

Monday, December 15th, 2008

So, I’m celebrating my own little Twelve Days of Christmas.  There will be no turtle doves, and I’m not going to be very regimented about when the actual twelve days take place, but I’d like to take 12 days (posts) to talk about what has been wonderful in 2008.  Consider this one my partridge in a pear tree:

2008 hasn’t been easy.  At the risk of sounding like one of those I’ve-got-44-different-ailments-and-my-hamster-died Christmas letters, our 2008 has seen among other things, in our family, death, illness, upheaval, broken relationships, and the stress that comes with watching others in horrible pain.  And, I don’t want to minimize those things that have been bad.  Rather, I’d just like to shine my own little spotlight on what has been great.

Very near the top of my list is that my sister, SingingSally, and my amazing niece, Emmy, now live about seven minutes away from us.  Neither we nor they are happy about the circumstances that brought them here, but boy am I THRILLED they are here.  I still pinch myself when we are able to do things like we did last Saturday night. 

It was so casual, so normal, so easy to be able to pick up SingingSally and Emmy on our way up to the high school, to experience the Madrigal Dinner with them, to see them fit in so very well — both are clearly quite popular gals, as evidenced by all the kids hanging around to talk to Emmy, and more than one old high school classmate of SingingSally’s who were clearly thrilled to be able to connect with her.  It’s the simplicity and the ease that I’m still marveling at.

It’s neat just for me to think about Magoo and Emmy eating lunch together every day.  They are like sisters in every sense.  I can picture the bickering over the lunch table now.  It’s neat to do those simple neighborly things with my sister… to give each other leftovers when we’ve cooked too much, to ask a favor that just won’t be a big deal because we finally are neighbors, to do what was previously unthinkable — to stop by for just a minute. 

My family is just very, very thankful that their family is here. 

Their transition has not been easy, and is not complete, but I am so impressed with how they are handling themselves.  Except, here’s the deal.  Here’s what I’m not thankful about.  They make me look bad, repeatedly.  For instance, my kids have been on my case for years about our lack of Christmas lights.  I was all like “Get over yourselves.  Put them up yourself if you want them so bad.  Ingrates.”

So my sister and her daughter, despite pinching pennies and living in a likely less than permanent residence go and do this:

 And this:

I am not at all pleased by this.  But I suppose I’ll let them stay.