Mobile Bay

USS ALABAMA

BELLINGRATH GARDENS

Jason and I took a couple of days and drove over to Mobile before Christmas. We stopped at the Visitor Center upon arrival and picked up the brochures for the "Must Sees" and started our 3 day visit. We toured downtown, and visited Three Chocolates for Mobile's best! We had lunch at Felix's Fishcamp. DELICIOUS and great view of the bay. We drove to Fairhope on our second morning for breakfast at Panini Pete's....Beignets and Coffee in the French Quarter. This town is fantastic! Beautiful flowers and many quaint shops. Also a great pier and a walkable town. We kept heading south through Gulf Shores...and then took a Ferry over the Mobile Bay to Dauphin Island. That was fun...car and all on the ferry. It took about 45 minutes to cross the Bay. We drove up to Bellingrath Gardens. The original owner made his fortune in Coca Cola. We toured the Gardens and home. Beautiful and I imagine in the Spring it is breathtaking. We ate at Two Dollar Bills and had the most delicious Catfish. We stayed at a Marriott Courtyard...nothing fancy...but they did have an indoor pool, which we enjoyed. It was nice to get away to a city we'd never visited...and it is ALWAYS nice to spend time in the car with Jason. He is STILL the most interesting person I have ever met. I just love listening to all he has to say. We visited a Botanical Garden and did a lof of sightseeing in town. Some beautiful antebellum homes. A very nice city....easy to get around and GREAT FOOD!

We had hoped to connect with my first cousin, Lynne, who lives in Gautier, Ms. Seems to be about 46 miles from where we were staying....but we were unsuccessful.

On our last morning we ate at Denny's....whoopee...and then toured the USS Alabama. That was so much fun. I decided that after touring the ship...I would definitely want to be an Officer if I lived on the ship and I would NEVER want to be sick...the Sick Bay looked HORRIBLE. We climbed down ladders and through many hatches...I cannot imagine life on a battleship. It really was the most interesting day.

The Merriest Christmas!

Dear Friends,

As promised I am posting a photo of Jason and me. We had the best Christmas! I offered to work on Christmas Day so that one of the other Supervisors at work could be off, and so we celebrated with Robin and family on Sunday, December 23. We started with Sunday Dinner at our home ( 1pm). I got out my mom's fine china, and served Roast Beef, Baked Potatoes, Green Bean almondine and crescent rolls....and the O'Donnell favorite...Ambrosia. We opened gifts we had for them, watched football and had a nice afternoon together. Robin and Michael left...we kept the kids until 7pm when we headed to their home for snacks and more presents. Robin is AMAZING...she fixed the most delicious wings...Beer Bread, Pizza DIP...veggies with dip and her traditional HOMEMADE FUDGE. We took photos and just enjoyed the evening together. I am so blessed to have the most wonderful family. As I watched the kids open their presents...remember Robin and Michael give 1/ Something you WANT, 2/Something you NEED, 3/Something to WEAR and 4/Something to READ...I was overwhelmed with the goodness of our Lord and Savior, who gives eternal life and so much joy in this life. Hope you enjoy the photos...Robin just sent a few. They are off to Titusville this evening. Jason and I will watch over Tigger while they are away. More about Tigger on another POST.

You can't go back...

but it's nice when you feel like you've never left. Last weekend, after a long time away, I flew into Ft. Lauderdale for a two day reunion with the Ya Ya's. ( ever seen the movie? Well these gals are my BFF's, to use the vernacular.) After 9/11, life changed in so many ways. For me, life as I knew it at Delta would be changed forever. Everyone has a story...here's mine.

For anyone in the Corporate World you know there's always a new book your CEO is pushing everyone to read. All you need to do is walk through a bookstore and find the "Latest Best Sellers"...In 2001...it was WHO MOVED MY CHEESE. It really is a good little book...good message...and when our Supervisor made it mandatory reading...I should have known...there's a big change coming. A decision was made to close Delta's City Ticket Offices. My office in Palm Beach and the offices in West Palm and Palm Beach Gardens were CLOSED in November, 2001.

For 20 years this close knit group of women would be forced to go their separate ways. As it turned out...3 of us stayed with Delta...one in Ft Laud...one in Palm Beach and one in Tallahassee. The other 2 retired. When you spend 40 hours + a week with the same women, you share everything. We had our kids together...we traveled together...we experienced all that life has "together"...we helped each other with life's challenges...we laughed together...we cried together...we learned from each other. So parting was more than sweet sorrow. It was the toughest thing for all of us....so we made a pact! Meet regularly forever. At first it was every month...now it's probably once a year (occasionally more often)....but when we meet...it's as though we were together just the day before.

I know I'm the oldest blogger on our little circuit...so let me say this to you sweet young women...WORK HARD at your friendships. Don't ever take them for granted. I am so thankful for the women in my life. One day you will be so glad you stayed in touch. I know I am.

We're SMOKIN...

The Ackley's new ORION COOKER

We've added a new cooker to our collection. When we moved to Tallahassee we added the big FRYER...we have enjoyed Fried Turkeys at Thanksgiving and WINGS that are outta this world....but today we opened an early Christmas Present and I've included a photo from their catalog. It's an ORION COOKER. We cooked 2 slabs of ribs tonight. ....we were breaking it in for our Christmas Eve Dinner. Jason is becoming quite the OUTDOOR CHEF.

It uses charcoal on the bottom and top....it has a rack inside and a drip pan...you can cook roasts, turkeys, hams...ribs...obviously....yummy ribs. The temperature is supposed to drop down to 33 degrees tonight...it's about 58 right now...we sat out on the deck and the heat and flames from the coals put out enough heat to make it comfortable to sit outside. I kept wanting to roast marshmallows while we were chatting.

I look forward to having the O'Donnells....Botleys and maybe the Turner's again for another cookout and evening of fellowship. Hope we don't have to wait too long.

Mark and Julie....I know you had to eat a lot of half cooked chicken when Dad decided to get a smoker...I was laughing to myself when Jason said he wanted a "smoker"...but this is so much more. Maybe one day....you all will get down here to enjoy a rack of ribs with us...until then...I'm still lickin my fingers.

I'm Thankful, too.

This was the nicest Thanksgiving I've enjoyed in years. I am so full of thanks. Everything was delicious, done on time, cleaned up with little effort and the conversation sweet. Jason did an outstanding job on the Fried Turkeys...and the Baked Brie was out of this world. I had more fun preparing than in years past. I am so thankful for Michael's family and the full house. It was a perfect day.

The Holidays

I've always liked a formal dinner on Christmas Eve...all the fine china...crystal...silver...I can remember enjoying that growing up and have tried to continue it when possible over the years. I have always loved candles in the windows. One traditional gift....Robin knows...Thank you Notes. The art of letter writing has diminished over the years....fewer and fewer handwritten notes are ever sent. The computer generated letters with more news than anyone really wants to hear and emails have replaced them. To me, that is so sad. I have tried to encourage those I love by sending notes and still enjoy receiving one almost more than anything else. My mother and I exchanged letters for years and I have saved each one. I have letters dating back from the early 70's...Through the years I have received so much comfort, laughter and joy from re-reading them. Seeing the words she penned...hearing her tone in each sentence...remembering her wit...they are so personal. After my mother died, the letters became even dearer. I try to include a handwritten note in each Christmas Card I send. I like Egg Nog and Lebkuken and Fruit Cake...I used to enjoy Christmas Caroling...but haven't done that in years. I miss being in the Church Choir and performing during the holidays.
Thanksgiving and New Years are favorites of mine...Fried Turkey has become a recent tradition...and On New Years...anyone who knows me...knows....Sausage Balls and the Rose Parade.

Papa's Peppers

Anyone who knows Jason, knows his love of HOT SAUCE and Hot Peppers. It used to be a challenge to find a sauce he hadn't tried. The first time we visited Jungle Jims in Cincinnati...I went wild in the Hot Sauce SECTION...yep....they have multiple aisles of Hot Sauces. Anyway...over the years I have learned that Habaneros are HOT....and the seeds, if you touch them are "wicked" hot. Don't touch your eyes after touching the seeds. Wash your hands immediately. I have also learned to read ingredients...some of the funny labels on Hot Sauces are just gimmicks...and some of the stuff you just buy at Publix is the best!

Jason is growing peppers now. He has two plants...one habanero and one jalepeno. Looking good.

Hope none of our little forest friends decide to have a snack....YEEEOOOOOOWWWW!

Wedding in Wildwood

Sunday Jason and I made the trip to Wildwood, Florida for James and Martha's wedding. ( see Robin's blog for photo of the bride and groom) All of the O'Donnell's were there for a family reunion AND the wedding. It was nice to be included in this fun family weekend. It was a short 3 hour drive...Jason and I enjoy driving together...talking...seeing new areas. I made the mistake of relying on Mapquest for directions....OOPS!! we ended up in the wrong town on a street with the right name...had to call Michael and get turned around. Still made it with time to spare. After a lively church service, we witnessed the wedding service and then headed for a local BBQ for lunch.

On our way home we passed The Villages....golf resort community....very very nice!!! Must remember to tell David and Linda to check that out....her ONLY requirement is " there must be a Publix"....and there was....also lots of golf courses for David....very nice community.

Today Jason and I closed up our pool for the winter....that means....TURKEY DAY must be just around the corner. More later......

Flower Girl...Bride

How beautiful is this? My niece, Alexandra, was asked to be a Flower Girl in Courtney's wedding. Courtney has been one of Alexandra's care givers and really more of a "family" member...caring for Alex for years. She was married recently and Alexandra was her flower girl.

CONGRATULATIONS, COURTNEY!!! You look beautiful and Alexandra looks fabulous in a dress....I love it!!!!!!!!!!

The Baby

32 years ago I received the most treasured gift God can give...The Baby! She was a good baby, she was a great kid, and she has grown into the lovliest, smartest, most talented, creative and funny woman I know. I am always so proud to say, "she's my daughter."

She was always an excellent student, receiving awards in school. She graduated from FSU while she was married and raising two children. She can truly do anything she puts her mind to. She can sew, cook, create artwork on a page, she has an eye for decorating, she is stylish...she's a self taught seamstress and has created curtains and pillows and slipcovers. She is a mother, a friend, a prayer partner, a wife. She will always be "The Baby" to me. She will never know how many times her sweet smile or her hugs got me through difficult times. I have laughed more with Robin than anyone. I have appreciated her good counsel...a woman wise for her years....and....her new hair cut is FABULOUS! Thank you, Robin...for all you do for Jase and me...we love you very much!!!

Cherokee Legend

Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of passage?
His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone,
He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN. He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man! Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold. It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him. He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm. We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, our Heavenly Father is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us. When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.

I read this recently and appreciated the reminder. God will never leave us nor forsake us. He cares for us. We are chosen, beloved and kept....maybe you, too, needed a reminder.

Noteworthy

Friday night Jason and I went to hear the Tallahassee Symphony Orchestra. Last year I was trying to plan something special for Jason and decided that tickets to the Symphony would be ideal. Jason has always loved classical music. It was the best gift....I'm hooked. When tickets went on sale this year I purchased three dates. Friday was the European Tour. The program began with Mendelssohn, Symphony No. 4 in A Major, Op. 90, "Italian". There was a guest cellist, Gregory Sauer, who played Kabalevsky, Cello Concerto No.1 in G Minor, Op 49. I was completely taken in...transported to a place I have never been...the music was so beautiful...I was overwhelmed.

Following Intermission, we heard Hindemith, Symphonic Metamorphosis of themes by Carl Maria von Weber. We have seats in the Orchestra section, 2nd row...seats 5 and 6. Right up front. I love the violins...I love watching the conductor...I am beginning to recognize the different instruments by sound...something I am sad to say I couldn't distinguish my Sophomore year in college...sadly I failed a Music Appreciation class. My mind was elsewhere in those years.

Today, I am so thankful for a husband who appreciates the fine arts.

I am already looking forward to January

Jacob's Birthday Lunch

You only had to look at Jacob's face to know he enjoyed his Birthday Lunch. Apparently, he has wanted to visit this restaurant ever since he first saw it. Another new restaurant in Tallahassee. Something about the outside was "welcoming"...and when he had a choice of restaurants ( a birthday tradition) he chose Famous Daves's. For all the times Robin has toted her camera...this would have been a real photo op. Wings at Famous Dave's....$8.95....Jacob's Face...PRICELESS!!!!!! Jacob's face had more BBQ sauce than the wings he ordered.

Jacob...you are the sweetest, most huggable 11 year old I know. I am so thankful that you are MY Grandson!!!!! Your quick wit is refreshing!!!! Hope you had a very Happy Birthday! An All- Star....a Pitcher....a Cub Scout....an "A" Student...you got it all Kid! Love, Papa and DeeDee

"Car 54 where are you?"

Some of you will remember that expression...anyway...I am still here. I was accused of spending so much time "blogging" that I had no time for my card ministry. What is a card ministry?
Years ago our Adult Sunday School class had what we called "Secret Pals". Our teacher and his wife had made a decision, after much prayer, to move to North Carolina. Marty wanted to be closer to her father, that was one reason that I remember. We had a huge class....everyone understood that this was an answer to prayer...but most were sad. One gal seemed "devastated". Stan and Marty ( the couple that was leaving) had also prayed for a replacement couple to take over The Circle of Friendship...that couple was Jason and me. That year I got the "devastated gal" for my Secret Pal. I worked very had all year long to send personal notes, gifts, be clever....prayerfully select just the right words, gifts to show my love for this gal....and I was very secretive....anyway....to make a long story short...this gal...is Linda Turner. She and her husband, again after much prayer, also decided to move away to North Carolina...approximately 13 years ago. After she left...I was devastated. I began sending cards....I spent all my time, energy and money selecting the best Hallmarks and then send personal handwritten notes to Linda after she moved. Over the 13 years....it has become challenging to find cards I haven't already sent. Hopefully we are both at an age that if I send a repeat she doesn't remember....since obviously I don't when I buy it a second or third time.
I love emails...I love blogs....but my heart will always lean toward a personal handwritten note or card. I appreciate them more when I receive one...and I like sending them. I don't care about the cost of stamps....well I do, but what's 41 cents if it really makes someone's day?????
I started spending more time in card shops lately and that is the reason for my bloglessness...is that a word?
The Bible says that the older women should teach the younger women...and so I would say this....Ladies, teach your children the art of writing thank yous. I don't know anyone who doesn't appreciate receiving a handwritten note. I don't know anyone....so if you miss my blogging...hang in there....I might just be sending you a handwritten note....Just call out...." Car 54 where are you?" I'll be right there.

Circle of Friends

What a wonderful time with forever friends. This was taken on our last evening together in North Carolina....from L to R...Paul, Marty, Stan, Sara, Jason, Debra, Linda and David. Thank you for a wonderful BIRTHDAY WEEK. I love you all.

Breath Freshener

Robin and I are attending a Women's Bible Studay....Conversation Peace by Mary Kassian on Sunday evenings. Our Words....powerful....they can heal or destroy. Anyway...most Bible Studies include weekly Scripture Memory and this is no exception....only instead of calling them Memory Verses, this gal calls them Breath Fresheners. Don't you just love that? A Bible Study on the Tongue and our speech and our memory verses are called Breath Freshener.

Ever been in a pit?

I am reading the best book...Get Out of That Pit - Straight Talk about God's Deliverance.... by Beth Moore. I am so thankful for the Godly women that God has placed in my life. Women who really know me, who love me unconditionally...who hold me accountable...who mentor me. Women who always point me back to the Savior...who remind me to look up. Have you heard the message on James...
James 1
1James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ, to the twelve tribes which are scattered abroad, greeting.
2My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;
3Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.

Do you see the word when? "When not if" is what one dear friend used to say...
Today, I am just thankful...thankful for God's word...thankful that I'm a CBK...chosen, beloved and kept. I am never alone. God is faithful and I need to remember that when God allows a trial in my life....it's not because I'm being picked on....I was picked out! God entrusted this to me because He has faith in me. I need to live up to it...all the way up.

Antiques Antiquing

Just returned from a wonderful week with the Turner's in North Carolina...so many stories to share...but for now...

On our way to NC, we stopped in Rutherfordton, had lunch and stopped in Victoria Lace Antique shop. I saw a teacart that I just fell in love with ....maple...had a drawer...well made...but I just wasn't sure. I checked her hours and thought we might stop there on our way home.

Turns out we decided to leave Sunday morning and the shop in Rutherfordton was closed.

We did make a stop in Madison, Ga. on our return. GREAT TOWN!! Decided to stretch our legs...have lunch and look through a few shops that WERE open. Found this teacart and knew immediately why I wasn't able to buy the one I had seen earlier. This one is SO MUCH BETTER. Cherry wood....fine details...carved wood...glass compartment for my Silver Service...It was a great price...fit in the honda with no problem...and is one of the best birthday gifts I have ever gotten. I have to do some research to know what all the different areas are for...but thought I would share.

Coming out of the closet...

My parents had twin closets...they were of equal size and were positioned side by side in their bedroom. The doors were wooden accordion doors...very unique. My childhood friend, Mary, and I used to play a trick on the neighborhood "not so's"...as in NOT SO smart. Here's how it goes...
My friend and I told the boys that Sara's house had an elevator. We would take them into my parent's room. They would go into my Dad's closet...we would close the door...leaving them inside...and then rearrange accessories in the room...bedspread, pillows....items on the dresser...and all the while...Mary would be pretending to be the Elevator operator...saying....1st Floor....2nd Floor...and then we would open the door...and they thought we were on another floor...we convinced them that to keep the elevator a secret...it was made to look like a closet...and we insisted that all of the controls were on the other side. NO ONE was to know that we had this elevator...it was a SECRET in the event of a war or bomb threat. In those days, people actually had bomb shelters built in their yards. One of my friend's actually had one. It was creepy, but I guess with the threat of the RUSSIANS they felt it was necessary. You must see The Russians are Coming...to understand the mindset of those years.
Anyway...we were quite successful in our trickery...the only question they ever asked is why does the house look like one story on the outside...and we just said, well if you could tell from the outside...then how could it be secret? And that was all they had to hear.
Thinking back...my only question is....How could my mom let us be in her room rearranging things?

Because...

I love you both...I am so proud to be your Grandma!!!!

This song is for you.....

My childhood home...

Doesn't look like much here...this is a photo from the early years. The house was built and designed by my parents. We moved there in 1953. My room was the front window on the left. Mark's room was beside mine. The kitchen was in the front. We had a HUGE back yard. My fondest memories are the many baseball games we played back there. Mark taught me how to hit, catch and throw. All the neighbor kids would come and we'd play all day in the summer. The house had a breezeway between the kitchen and the garage. Loved to sit and visit on the porch. This had to be a very early photo....we had a beautiful white fence across the front when I was very young..and I don't see it here. We also had the most beautiful flowering crabapple tree in the front. I will have to hunt up a 1970's photo. Had my first "boy/girl" party here...my first slumber party...shared a first kiss in my basement...lots of firsts.. the house had beautiful beech cabinets in the kitchen, and the entire back of the house was windows...it had a beautiful fireplace and mantel...and wide pine flooring throughout the house. My parents lived there until 1996...they sold it to our nextdoor neighbor's daughter. I think I shared....Don't ever go back...I did and was so sorry...better to have the memories...No one can redecorate them...so if you go back...go back in your memory...that's what I just did.

Trick Shots...

Ever played HORSE? One of the best things we did when we moved to Tallahassee was put up a Basketball Hoop in the driveway. I was always pretty good at shooting hoops...don't know why...but I have a trick shot that the kids couldn't believe...my backwards shot!

We have had so much fun playing. I used to love going to basketball games. Our High School team was fairly good...but when I went to Ashland College my first year...I fell in LOVE WITH BASKETBALL...all those people in the gym...cheering...you really get caught up in the game. We were Number 1 in Defense for small colleges...then a few years later I married and we moved to BOSTON...Do I need to say....CELTICS? Oh my gosh....We went to Boston Gardens for a few games and I couldn't believe how big those guys were....and talk about EXCITING...we are talking Larry Bird, Dave Cowans, John Havlicek. One thing about BOSTON...Celtics and Bruins are about as mandatory as Clam Rolls and Lobsta'.

Have had several favorite teams over the years including UC Bearcats. If you're up to a game of HORSE...stop by...bet I can beatcha!

American Girls at American Girl - Chicago

Seems like just yesterday, we were in Chicago for our visit to The American Girl Place. DeeDee, Robin, Hannah and Savannah ( Hannah's American Girl Doll) all traveled to Chicago on Delta.
Looking at this photo, I am inspired to continue my Fat Blogger efforts with more dedication. I hope to post a photo in this same outfit when I reach my Fat Blogger Goal of 156....but....if you get the chance...this is a must for every grandma with a grandaughter.
You must book the live show, have lunch or dinner (bring your doll) shop, have your photo taken.... I have never seen so many women with little girls carrying so many dolls all in one place. A wonderful trip....a special memory...a great city...worth the trouble we had flying home....another NONREVENUE fiasco.
Check out their website for details...
http://www.americangirl.com/stores/location_chi.php
I suggest you wear comfortable shoes and bring a lot of money! You will want to buy everything!

My Brother...

I can't think of a better place that I would like to be...than sittin' with my brother in CINCINNATI

Still here we are....

I have thought about so many things after hearing this song...as a believer, it is easy to see that the world really isn't getting any better. For all of the worldly wisdom, what has really improved?
At the airport, I see people rushing around, dragging their kids...the whole family is PLUGGED IN. Blue tooths, ear phones...fingers dashing over blackberrys....ipod cases.....no one looks you in the eye anymore. No one speaks...there are KIOSKS to check you in....or on the way to the aiport...there are Drive throughs to get your food and Coffee...which everyone pays a fortune for and only adults used to drink...and by the way...STARBUCKS is TERRIBLE TASTING COFFEE for a true coffee drinker... and self serve gas stations to pump your own gas. ...I held out longer than all of my friends...I would always pull into the FULL SERVE line...the only reason I learned to pump my own gas is because I HAD TO...There are CDS and DVDS and MP3's and what happened to BVDS? There are cars that tell you where to go...and we go go go...but where are we going?

While visiting family this summer, I had a conversation with my mother in law...she is in her 80's. It is always good to get another generation's perspective on life...she and I decided that it was so much better in the "olden days"...families lived near by or in the same house. Think about this....separate living quarters...but one house...one mortgage, sharing utility expenses, less insurance, someone is always home...more security....different generations learning from each other...more people to share the work of keeping house. Less traveling to visit family...you could actually travel to see other parts of the world...you'd have more money...for those with little one's, you'd have built in baby sitters...as long as you had enough BATHROOMS....I think it could all work well.

Over the River and Through the Woods...

to Grandmother's house we go...

After living in downtown Boca for 26 years, it was an adjustment to move to a 2 acre wooded lot in Tallahassee. I don't miss the noise and congestion. I have gotten used to the quiet....the bunny rabbits...the deer, the squirrels...there are owls...they make a little noise, but no trains...no loud concerts at Mizner Park...so loud our house literally shook. Jason has completed an amazing amount of finish work inside. He also built a small deck on the side of our house and most of the large deck surrounding our pool in the back yard. We have dreams (even at our age) of building a large shed with carport for Jason's tools...and then enclosing our current carport...at first I thought it would be nice to add a real room with fireplace....make it a game room with pool table....but now I think I would really enjoy a large screened in porch facing the pool. Eventually, I would like to pave our driveway and landscape our entrance, but for now...we are content to make memories for our Grandkids....my prayer is that they will always remember "going to Grandma and Grandpa's house ."

My Grandma's (my mother's mom) was always a fun place to go. My Grandpa and Grandma had two apartments upstairs in their house...they were converted after mom and her sisters were grown ....my Grandfather was Superintendent of local school for 30 years and he would rent the apartments to teachers. Anyway....my cousin and I were allowed to play in the apartments if they were vacant. They were fully furnished...so that made playing house so much fun. Grandma's house had some other neat features...she had a booth in the kitchen. I always thought that was so much fun...just like at the restaurant....and because my Grandpa had added a room onto the house at one point...there was a tiny opening in their bedroom closet that led to the basement stairwell. Apparently, it had been a door and he decided to close it in only partially...leaving this hole...we thought of it as a "secret passage way". You could crawl into the closet and disappear. Grandma also had a Murphy Bed. Do you know what that is????

It was a bed that folded down out of the wall. During the day, it looked like a double door closet...but at bedtime, the bed would come down and my cousin and I would crawl in and giggle all night. My Grandma was not a very good cook...and she was a terrible driver...but she was an accomplished pianist and always a lot of fun. When I close my eyes, I can picture the entire house, every detail in my mind...the porch swing, the french doors, the doilies that were screwed onto the chair backs with little push pins that looked like diamonds. I can see the quilts my Grandma made...and my Grandpa's desk and fancy ink pen.

Do you remember going to Grandma's?

Tennis anyone?

No, I couldn't be confused with Chrissy...but that doesn't mean you won't see me on the courts. Recently Jason and I have bowled together and played a few rounds of golf...now we want to dust off the rackets and see what we have left of our tennis game. I really need physical exercise to be successful at this weight loss...so before my next WEIGH WEDNESDAY we'll

Make the Most of Monday!

God answers prayer.....

Summer, 1993....Boca Raton Florida....Hail Storm

Faith

Isn't it easier to have faith during a difficult circumstance when you think back to a time when God sustained you...when God met you at your need, when God worked all things together for good? We all have stories, testimonies...think about a time when you know, without any doubt that God intervened. Hopefully, you have more than one story...but I have one that I have told over and over...and think about often. And each time I do, my faith increases, is renewed.

It was 1993. Robin was going to graduate from High School. It was a big event. I planned a party and had invited many friends and out of town guests, including family. We had a very nice home in Boca...large enough to entertain a crowd. Just one problem....the party was to be in JUNE and our house was not air-conditioned. No problem, I thought...months in advance I started praying for "unseasonably cool weather"...I told EVERYONE that I was praying SPECIFICALLY for "unseasonably cool weather". The day finally arrived...it was the HOTTEST day of the summer. HOT HOT HOT....my neighbor across the street, Joy, called and said, " Oh, Sara, you can have your party at my house...we will all leave...I don't think your guests will be comfortable in your house...it SO HOT!". I said, " No, thank you....I am still praying for "unseasonably cool weather". She was beginning to think I was NUTS. The guests were to arrive around 3pm...At about 1pm I was starting to get nervous...faith wavering just a bit...Jason said, don't give up...just keep praying. He went out to play pool with my brother...At about 2 pm, I went into my prayer closet ( my bathroom) and cried out to the Lord...please Lord...not for me...for my guests....unseasonably cool weather....when I finished praying...I heard this "tapping" noise....I came out to see what it was.....to this day....I still get goosebumps just thinking about it....I looked out the window..and the "tapping" was HAIL STONES on the deck...it was HAIL STONES....I ran outside....my neighbor Joy and I were dancing in the street...I said, " GOD ANSWERED MY PRAYER".....the hail storm lasted for about 30 minutes...just long enough with the strong breeze to COMPLETELY COOL OFF MY HOUSE!
You know sometimes...when big things happen, and time goes by...you think...did that REALLY HAPPEN? Well a few years later, I was sitting in a Ladies Bible study...we were sharing stories like this and I shared my Hail Storm...and this woman, Margaret Ray....said, " I remember that day...I couldn't believe it....it was so unusual"...I didn't know this woman ....but I just smiled....and said, " that was God's answer to my prayer for "unseasonably cool weather".
Whenever I have trouble believing that God can answer prayer....I just think back to that Hot summer day in 1993 when God answered my prayer.
Do you have a hail storm story?

Where do you come from?

I'm adopted! For as long as I can remember I have known that I was "chosen". I was always made to feel very special. I always understood that the woman who gave me life was the vessel God used but Lucile Schumacher was "my mom". When someone learns that I'm adopted, one of the first questions they ask...Do you know your real parents? I smile and without hesitation I say, Yep...Jim and Lucile Schumacher. What makes a parent "real"? So many thoughts about this...so many years to ponder...
Two women...both with extremely difficult circumstances...first...a young single woman...in the 1950's...pregnant...second...a young married woman who learns she is sterile and cannot ever give birth. Imagine...the first woman made a very brave decision. She decided to have the baby, and give the baby up for adoption. Don't know much about her....just that she was 18....unwed...and of Protestant faith. I was born in Maple Knoll Hospital, home for unwed mothers. Do they even have those anymore? I imagine she had wonderful loving supportive parents...given her situation. The second woman...married...wanting a family....and now devastated by the news that she can never have a child of her own. But God was weaving a beautiful story ...and before the foundation of the world, He knew...He chose the perfect family for me. He couldn't have picked better parents. I cannot imagine any other life than the one I have had. And He even chose a brother for me...the perfect brother for me.
When I first read the scripture ....Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will,Ephesians 1:4-6, I completely understood. I was adopted... TWICE!
Funny thing about being adopted...whenever I am asked for medical history...I put N/A....and I'm not really sure about my ancestry...people say I look like an American Indian...possible...the Miami Indian tribe was from around my hometown....some say I look Spanish...I could be...but what I know for certain...is that I am beloved, chosen and kept...I am a child of the King....And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.Romans 8:16-18.

When people ask where I come from...I usually answer Cincinnati...but now you know "the rest of the story"....so ....where do you come from?

Collections

Have you ever had a collection? Most of us have. I remember collecting Trading Cards as a youngster. Everyone had trading cards. I had a shoebox full of the most beautiful cards. I collected Troll dolls...some of you may remember them. They had funny hair and were naked. They were about 2 inches tall. I remember Paula Bealafeld and I took them to school and we could prop our desks open with tiny pencils ( like the golf pencils) and our little trolls could stand there and we could see them but the teacher couldn't. I think I was in 5th grade.

I collected whales for the longest time and then miniature baskets. Hannah has some of the baskets now in her doll house...Each summer we go up to spend time in North Carolina with our dear friends the Turners and the Spradlings. Linda and I usually go to the Antique Shops...After my mom died, I inherited a mixing bowl...nothing fancy...just an "SV" item ( that's my brother's term - Sentimental Value) ...anyway....the bowl was one my mom used for years. She had gotten it for a wedding present in 1946. During one of my trips to NC, Linda and I found a cup and saucer of the same pattern. Then I started noticing all kinds of items in the same pattern. I made a few purchases...just because....and have them displayed in our dining room...I just love collections...Robin's great grandmother collected ceramic shoes. I have a pair....and she has a pair. In the antique shops you see many different collections...some were probably added to for years and years and cherished by the collector and now they are in a shop awaiting a buyer....spoons...salt and pepper shakers...you name it...but this summer I saw the WILDEST COLLECTION EVER.....

Wizard of Oz stuff. Julie's (my sister in law) neighbor and her husband are Wizard of Oz collectors. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Hannah was with me. This gal has EVERYTHING (except an hour glass). She has the Wicked Witch, Munchkins, Ruby slippers. Her ENTIRE house is Wall to Wall OZ. She has cookie jars, puppets, stuffed animals, music boxes....It is really impossible to describe. I will try to add one photo...where is your treasure? Hopefully you are collecting heavenly treasures...those that will last forever...

Special Needs

One of my favorite memories and movies was The Miracle Worker with Patty Duke as Helen Keller. I remember going with my mom...one of the few times we went to a movie together. We shared kleenex and were so moved by the story. I have watched that movie many times since. The life of Helen Keller...talk about an "overcomer". I was so pleased when Hannah chose to study and showcase her life for a school project. I remember being in North Carolina, it was a November visit. I was standing in Stan's lab and had called my brother to wish him a Happy Thanksgiving. He told me, "Alex is blind." Honestly, I didn't have any idea what to say, I was stunned. I felt like someone had punched me and I lost my breath. Immediately a verse came to mind, In everything give thanks...and I thought HOW? That was almost 12 years ago...and one thing I have learned...there are many kinds of blindness. It has not been difficult to give thanks for Alexandra, who is beautifully and wonderfully made and perfect in God's eyes. He who sees everything from before the foundation of the world created her. When I found Exodus 4:11, I found comfort. It is amazing to me, and I am ashamed to admit, that before Alex was born, I didn't really notice people with Special Needs. Funny, but now, I am so aware. Delta has a CRO's ( Complaint Resolution Officials)...and I am one. CRO's are called when a service failure occurs with a special needs passenger. Having Alex in my life has helped me be a better CRO.
I listen better, I empathize and I am more patient.
Each week I will share more about why I am thankful for Alex and how she has been a blessing to me and my family...until then...what do you see?

The Race is on

You can't go back...

and if you get a chance...DON'T! My high school alumni is very active...unusual for a high school, but my school was unique. They have something called "Coming Home". They will contact the owner of your childhood home and arrange for you to Go Back and see the home where you grew up. My parents built the home I grew up in and lived there for over 45 years. After they sold it to the daughter of the next door neighbor...my mom and I decided to Go Back. What a mistake...the house was SO DIFFERENT...not just cosmetically, but this gal decided to take out windows and replace them with walls...she had a completely different idea about decorating...she painted beautiful beechwood cabinets with white paint...she covered really neat "retro" tiles with linoleum in the bathoom ( and did an amateur job at that)....
The home Robin grew up in and we lived in for 25 years was torn down recently. The other day I was thinking about all of the beautiful things Jason built in and around that house....and thought of the Martina McBride song...."build it anyway...." the beautiful pergula, the deck, the bonsai garden that he built off the kitchen that honored my mom...the built in bookcases, the french doors he installed....the false wall with the window in the living room. My kitchen island...I really miss that butcher block top.
Here we are in Tallahassee....new beginnings....new projects...Jason decided ( highly motivated by a desire to save money and switch homeowner's insurance companies) to finish our deck.
I am so excited. He is moving right along and it is going to be wonderful.
More to follow

One of my Favorite Books

When Robin introduced this "blog" idea, I had NO IDEA how much I would enjoy it. A unique avenue to journal...to allow others to view your thoughts and even respond. At first glance, I recorded "Recipe Books" as my favorite books, but having had time to reflect....I'd like to add...a Mother's Day gift...given to me by my husband in 1989. Its THE HYMNAL for Worship and Celebration.

I remember begging my parents for a piano. My grandmother was an accomplished pianist. My mother and her sisters were all very musical. I continued to plead and after agreeing to take piano lessons, my parents purchased a beautiful piano. I never really stuck with it long enough, something I regret...but I did learn to read music. In Jr. High and High School I joined the Choir. I was even successful in tryouts for Triple Trio my Junior and Senior Years. I have sung in Church choirs and sing along with the radio in my car daily. All that to say...I love music.
But I never realized how dear my Hymnal was until a few years ago. Jason was having a very low time...and we used to sing hymns to feel better. The verse.. Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord,Ephesians 5:18-20 was the best medicine.

I know that music ministries in churches can sometimes cause division. Everyone has a different idea about what music is best. But I can tell you, for me, there is nothing like a good old fashioned hymn. Listen...

All the Way My Savior Leads me....What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy, Who thru life has been my guide?
Heav'nly peace, divinist comfort, Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know whate'er be fall me, Jesus doeth all things well.

or...can you hear this?

Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art-
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.


Hear my cry Oh Lord, attend to my prayer
from the ends of the earth I will cry unto you
when my heart is overwhelmed
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Psalm 61

Great American Ballpark

I cannot think of anything I love more than a PRETZEL at the Ballpark. The Great American Ballpark in Cincinnati is a "must" if you are visiting. I grew up with the REDS and experienced the BIG RED MACHINE in the '70's. Anyone half interested in Baseball will remember them...Pete Rose, Johnny Bench, Joe Morgan..to name a few. Each year we attend at least one game. The park is easy to get to....parking is a breeze, there are no bad seats...unless it rains and you're in a field box seat up close...we've done that, too. What I love most is the view of the Ohio River and the FIREWORKS that explode after every HOME RUN and after every WIN...and if you plan it right, like we did this year...there is a FIREWORKS NIGHT...and you get the added treat of a 30 minute FULL display after the game. I am already looking forward to my next Cincy visit and a big hot pretzel.

A Picture is worth a thousand words...

Hannah and Alex in Cincinnati...July, 2007

"Sisters"

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned...

THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end. BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are betweenyou. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When youhave to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself,the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waitingwith open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out. Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters,sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, andextended family, all bless our life! The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of theincredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.

Not original...but isn't this the truth?

Imagination

Ya know those big puffy clouds? Ever stare at the sky and imagine? You can see all sorts of things if you look really hard. What about lying on the floor and imagining your room upside down?
I used to do that...I thought it would be so funny to have to step over a 3 inch wall to get in and out of rooms. In my new house, with the vaulted ceilings, when I imagine my upside down house...I realize I would slide down into the room. Growing up before computers and less TV, I did a lot of pretending...we were challenged to use our imaginations. The yards in my neighborhood were tremendous. My best friend, Ann, and I used to rake leaves...we'd spend hours arranging the piles to form walls and rooms. An aerial view would have revealed an elaborate floor plan. We would design HUGE homes and then play in them all afternoon. We left openings for doors and windows. It was such fun.
My cousin and I used to play a game we made up called " Old Fashioned". I just loved that game. All I can remember is we were in the pioneer days. We would drag out mom's pots and pretend we were cooking on the fire. The two concrete steps that led from our dining room to the patio became our stove. And we played Annie Oakley. The chairs and the couch became the huge rocks you see out west....we would gallup around the house on our make believe horses.
I don't even like horses....but you couldn't be a real cowgirl without a horse.
Tell me...what have you imagined?

Quotes

Well done is better than well said. I totally agree. I was listening to Ann Curry this morning on the TODAY Show. She was interviewing a woman who wrote a book about women...unfortunately I cannot remember the title....maybe one of you "younger minds" was also in tune and can....anyway...they were talking about how women feel so unappreciated...we give give give and are conditioned to give and yet we feel like no one really appreciates our efforts. Our husbands think they are off the hook because they say they love us...but what we ( well maybe it's just me ) really want is for them to SHOW THEIR LOVE by "DOING" something to help us.

I remember Gary Chapmans Five Love Languages study...have you ever done that in your church? It was so clear to me - even before the study - that you showme that you love me when you do for me...He writes...

Acts of Service
Sometimes simple chores around the house can be an undeniable expression of love. Even simple things like laundry and taking out the trash require some form of planning, time, effort, and energy. Just as Jesus demonstrated when he washed the feet of his disciples, doing humble chores can be a very powerful expression of love and devotion to your mate.
It is important to do these acts of service out of love and not obligation. A mate who does chores and helps out around the house out of guilt or fear will inevitably not be speaking a language of love, but a language of resentment. It’s important to perform these acts out of the kindness of your heart.
Demonstrating the acts of service can mean stepping out of the stereotypes. Acts of service require both mates to humble themselves into doing some chores and services that aren’t usually expected from their gender. However, these little sacrifices will mean the world to your mate, and will ensure a happy relationship.

Benjamin Franklin had it right in my book....I'd like to say..." A Hundred HUGS is better than a thousand I love yous".

Back to work

Hard to believe it's already July 11 and I'm back to work this afternoon. Up early, trying to savor every moment before I slip back into the "routine". Summers are difficult in Tallahassee for an airline employee...afternoon thunderstorms always cause delays and at times the rolling delays cause cancellations. Imagine planning your yearly vacation...maybe you have 2 weeks a year...you save, you plan, you pack, you anticipate all the fun for you and your family...and then you arrive at the airport to discover your flight is delayed, you're going to miss your connection...you won't make the cruise...there are no other flights available until tomorrow...your kids are crying...you are frustrated...angry...what can you do???? You ask to speak to a supervisor...that's where I come in...starting to understand the difficulty of my job? Customer Service...you either love it or you don't. It's easiest when you enjoy what you do...it's easiest when you're honest...I always begin with a sincere apology...I avoid saying, I understand ( even when I do )...but it is stressful. It helps to know that the Lord is in control of all that comes my way. He prepares the way...and I always pray as I approach any situation, knowing that this is my ministry, not just my job.

Weight Loss Tips!

Tempted to nibble while sitting in front of the tube? Try these tricks instead:
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Find a healthier habit. Keep your hands busy while watching by knitting or crocheting.
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Skip the tube. Instead, read a magazine or book (it’s hard to eat and read), take a walk or call a friend.
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Portion out snacks. Make reasonable-sized portions, and have only one. Or, opt for a healthy snack, such as grapes or carrot sticks, if you're worried about keeping track.

Traveling this week with Hannah was reminiscent of our earlier days with Robin...funny how everyone in Cincinnati kept calling Hannah - Robin. I even caught myself doing it. Guess it seemed so natural...Jason, Sara and Robin...just the three of us. Hannah didn't seem to mind.

We had a nice visit with family. I was especially proud of Hannah and the way she communicated with Alex. Alex is my niece...my brother, Mark's daughter. She is 6 months younger than Hannah. She was born blind, she is hearing impaired and has CP. Alex has the most amazing women in her life, Courtney, Dar and Chris. They help Mark and Julie with Alex during the week. Julie has a chart on the refrigerator with all that should be accomplished in a day in the life of Alex. It is a comprehensive list including exercises to strengthen and tone muscles. Alex must be fed, lifted, changed, bathed. She must be assisted for all activities of daily living. Mark and Julie's home is equipped with an elevator, a lift, a large swing and anytime you are there you notice all of the evidence that someone very special lives there. Hannah recorded her voice for Alex, she sat on the floor and talked with her....she encouraged her to touch and hold toys that stimulate by touch. Over the past 11 years, I have tried to choose gifts that would smell, make noise, wiggle, have texture...concentrating on the other senses...and Hannah understood this. She held Alex's hands and pulled the wheelchair around the kitchen and said, " Let's dance, Alex." She swam with Alex and learned to blow bubbles under water. She massaged Alex and loved her. She was sensitive to all of Alex's special needs. I am so proud of Hannah and thankful for the time we shared in Cincinnati.

We had an uneventful flight home, even got to sit together. I am so thankful for Delta Air Lines.

Play by Play

Here's the news....

Barry Bonds hit a 2 run homer in the first inning...Things did not look good...and we were surrounded by geeky San Francisco fans...but in the 3rd or 4th inning...Zito did zippo...and walked in 2...TIE GAME!!! Then Conine brought a run in....But the BIG EXCITEMENT was when Phillips, with the bases loaded hit a GRAND SLAM, and Sara had on her RALLY GLASSES...watch for photos later...we won 7-3. Following the game we watched a FANTASTIC FIREWORKS DISPLAY...Hannah said they were so loud, you may have heard them in Florida. For my fans...I did get a pretzel and a Skyline Coney and still posted my 2 lb loss for week 1...
GO REDS!!!!!

Standby vs Confirmed

Hey Prayer Partners....we MADE IT!!! But not without incident. We started in Tallahassee and the flights were completely overbooked...so the veteran airline employee, at 3 am got on the computer to look for alternates and discovered NONSTOPS to CINCINNATI from Jacksonville.....2 hours away...no problem...National Rental Car.....the Standbys drove to Jacksonville. The first flight was a 1:30 PM departure....we get there...no problems...make it through security...Hannah was a selectee ( another blog)...got to the gate...at the LAST MINUTE, we were cleared from the standby list....boarded...in our seats...seat belts fastened...and then the dreaded PA Announcement, " Party of 3 Ackley...please collect your personal belongings and come to the front"....so now we had 4 hours to kill in the Jacksonville airport....Papa was NOT HAPPY....for those that know Jason...just picture it....(refer back to the "selectee" portion...use your imagination)....fortunately...when you have been around Delta for 29 years, you meet a few folks....and one of the folks I know works in the Crown Room...an exclusive membership club....we were invited in as her guests and that made our wait so much nicer. Free snacks, comfortable seating, a lounge...tv or not, nice magazines....Free snacks....nice bathrooms....away from the riff raff....now it's 5: 30 PM....next flight...we proceed to the gate area....WE MADE IT!!!
Hannah and I even got to sit together....
We dropped off Papa....went to Frisches for late dinner and then Wal-Mart for PJS for Hannah and then off to JULIES....more later

Off to Cincinnati...

Whenever someone learns I work for an airline, they always ask...can you fly for free? It's actually very expensive to fly these days...even on a FREE ticket. How much is YOUR time worth? As an airline employee you travel "standby"...ever done that? Next time you're in an airport gate area...look for the best dressed travelers who are constantly focusing on the GIDS ( gate information display screen), they'll all have the same nervous expression...they will be counting in their heads...trying to determine if there will be any leftover seats to accommodate them. You do your best to study availability...and after 29 years, you know which days are better than others...but then unexpectedly...a flight cancels...the one flight you had counted on gets completely booked with the customers who were inconvenienced by the cancellation....and so it goes.

Tomorrow morning, Papa, Hannah and I will be the best dressed travelers, with the nervous expressions...hoping and praying to get up to Cincinnati. If you think of us...say a little prayer. We don't try PARIS or any exotic destination...just Cincinnati please....3 seats...so we can visit family and see the Cincinnati REDS play baseball.

Special

Dear One,
Wherever I have lived, worked or played, God has blessed me with incredible women who have been more than just “friends”. These women hold a special place in my heart and my greatest fear is that some will never know. So, that said, if you are receiving this letter…you are one of these women. One who has been with me…laughed with me, cried with me. You have supported me through difficult times. You have celebrated my good times. You may have prayed with me or held me up in prayer, when I was unaware. Your love has been unconditional. You have been loyal, forgiving and steadfast. You need to know that you have made a difference in my life, and for that I am eternally grateful. Some go through life and have few they can call close friends…again, I am so thankful to call you friend.
For some, we were very young when we experienced life together. I carry memories that will forever bring a smile or giggle. Childhood friends that remain throughout life are especially dear. God is so good. He allows paths to cross and all the time He is weaving a beautiful story. Have you ever piled into a station wagon and headed for the Drive-In movies? Have you shared secrets, been on double dates, or passed notes in class with a best friend? Have you kept in touch when geography placed you at opposite ends of the country? Did that even matter? When you met up again after years apart, was it just like yesterday? That’s how it is for me.
Did you go off to college? Was it your first time away from home? Were you nervous? Did you have a stranger for a roommate that turned out to be a friend?
Isn’t it curious that total strangers from different parts of the country, randomly selected and placed together, could have common interests and bond? Do you think about how different friendships develop? Did you meet because you dated guys from the same fraternity? And after those men were no longer a part of your life, did you remain close? I believe so strongly that there is design to life. Each of you has purpose in my life…some past, some present and some future. And what I find so amazing and so wonderful is that time does not affect your purpose.
Have you moved away from home and had to make all new friends? I never thought I would live in New England. I am thankful that life’s road has unexpected turns. Life in New England changed me. Robin was born in Maine. I experienced my first boiled lobster, steamers and fried clams in Rockport, Massachusetts. I learned to crochet. I lived on the ocean and experienced a Nor’easter. I found a circle of friends that carried me through the darkest times in my life. They never judged me, but instead they supported me. No questions asked, no explanations needed…if I called, they were there…arms opened wide. How do you thank someone like that? How do they really know what a difference they made?
Have I been in your wedding? Were you in mine? Have I shared in the joy of your wedding or your children’s weddings? Did you carry me through Robin’s wedding? Did you help me see the beauty in all my circumstances? Yes!
When I had to fly to Cincinnati every other weekend to care for my parents, did you pray for me? When my father died, did you hold me? Did you travel with me to visit my mom? Did you sit in the nursing home and listen to her stories? Yes, you did. You were always there for me. Did you buy my mom a Bible? Did you spend countless hours in prayer for my parent’s salvation? Thank you.
Some of you know that I want “everything that’s coming to me”. Some of you have indulged my obnoxious behavior…especially on September 4. You have gone above and beyond. Some of you have endured Cincinnati Chili…some of you have learned to love Graeters Ice Cream.
Sometimes we have not seen eye to eye…but we have respected our differences and remained true. Your honest approach to resolving any difficulties has been refreshing in my life. As a Supervisor now, I have drawn on many of my life experiences to mentor and coach my team members. You have probably been an example I have shared.
I’m adopted, you must know that. I have spent much of my life pondering my placement. I have no desire to know any other family, what I have considered is my good fortune and the family I have been given. God chose very special women for my family. You have been teachers, coaches, mentors and friends.

This is for Melissa...

"Ok, I'm fat and I know it!"

Wednesday, June 27 - 189

I'm a Fat Blogger, too!

'nuf said!

Thoughts...

Right now I am thinking that if I could only choose two women to spend the rest of my days with....with no hesitation, I would choose Robin and Melissa. One is my daughter...the other has been "like" a daughter since both girls were in 3rd Grade.
They are two of the neatest women I have ever known. When I am with them...I laugh more, reflect on what's truly important ...more, usually eat...more...I am laughing now.
Today, I am so proud of them. Today is Weigh Wednesday...I still have to add my photo...will have to rely on Robin and her digital camera for that...but, just looking at Robin and Melissa's blog and our commitment to each other and ourselves for a healthier weight has caused me to pause...and to thank God for these women in my life...that I can trust to help me...hold me accountable...two women that I can be completely open and honest with...about something so very personal...and I am so thankful that they have placed that same trust in me. I never feel 55 when I am with them. How blessed I am that God, in His mercy and grace, allowed their paths in life to cross mine. That he gave them to me...I cherish them with all my heart. And I look forward to our journey together...both now and when we reach our goals.

Bowling Scores

TONIGHT....107/108/137
Jason had a better night.
We won 2 of 3 games.

Monday Night Bowling

Last week's scores....135/148/127....high series for the League!
High Score...188

It's a New Day

I am so thankful for my daughter's creativity, and my husband's wisdom.
I am a blogger and I'm paying myself to lose weight. Watch me lose.
Each Wednesday, I will post my weight. My daughter and her friend and I have committed to pay ourselves and hold one another accountable. When we reach our goal we will use the money we have paid ourselves to FLY ON DELTA or Sail Away on a Cruise.
No more money spent on WW or other's plans....Robin, Melissa and I have our OWN PLAN.
We've made a committment, we'll stick to our plan.
We'll weigh in each Wednesday and lose what we can.
When we reach our goal weight on this we agree
We're traveling and spending a weekend ,we three!!