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I did not take any pictures Easter day, I was just way too lazy but that’s ok, sometimes you miss out on what’s going on when you’re too busy taking pictures.  We did have good food and good family fun.

We did color eggs Saturday night.  I am touched all the time by #1 son.  He is the traditionalist in our family.  If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have “birthday breakfast” or half the other things we do.  He is the one who notices that we do something  and it becomes “What We Do”.  He asked me every day this week when we’d color eggs.  I, personally, just couldn’t get it together enough to tell him when.  Well, Saturday evening, he came in with his girlfriend and was *ready*!  He’s fun and I appreciate that side of him.  The girls always love that he’s like that because they aren’t.  So here’s Mr. Dunder Mifflin and a little imp. 

We didn’t do anything exciting and the dye this year wasn’t very cooperative, but it was fun hanging out at the table.  One little imp got tricked into dying a white egg, he never got it that there was no dye in the water.  lol  

Church Sunday was great.  We all came home with miniature Etch-a-sketches because we had a play about “God’s Eraser” and how He washes our sins completely away.  They work, too!

And of course, hubby did a great job on the worship team!  He taught us all a great new song and there was a very sweet spirit in the room.  Only one troubling event.  Partway through the service, an usher came to tell us they had spotted a little imp wandering in the hall.  Our church building is big and it’s been a problem in the past when he played escapee.  He hasn’t done it for a long time and I’ve been trying to let him become more independent.  Turns out, some of the kids wanted to come see the play and he got up to leave with them.  When questioned as to whether he was sure that’s what he wanted to do, he said yes.  By then, I’m sure the other kids were gone and he really didn’t know what he was doing so he was just walking around, probably without a care in the world.  We have a great usher team, though, and they’re on to him.  The thing that alarmed us, though, was that the other kids had crossed the parking lot by then to go for some Easter games and we thought he’d taken a wrong turn and how in the world does someone not notice that?  Won’t happen again, the director felt worse than we did.  He also learned that the imp will answer yes to anything you ask him so you can’t ask yes or no questions. 

Yesterday was a day and a half.  I was on the phone all morning between insurance and the doctor’s office regarding the orthotics.  Insurance won’t pay for it, but we have to jump through all of their hoops so they can deny us.  If we don’t, then it never gets to the medical coupon that picks up whatever our insurance doesn’t.  Our state has a Department of Developmental Disabilities that I never thought I’d ever have to use.  That didn’t last for long, these kids have all kinds of things go on that insurance doesn’t see as necessary to cover.

Then we raced off to therapy, got a call on the way that we would meet up with the other therapist to get the orthotics and we’d have to make an appointment with a store to get special shoes for them to fit in.  Right now this is feeling a bit much to me.  (not to mention expensive!)

We did all kinds of wedding errands that didn’t really feel productive.  We ended up our time by meeting the other therapist who fit the padding into the orthotics in the parking lot of a Starbucks!  I was really mad that I forgot my camera…quite a sight and it was so cold and the poor fellow had bare feet.  Nutty.

The lines are where I am supposed to cut off the excess.

By the way, you are looking at orthotics that cost: $622, fitting: $297, insurance coverage: 0,  having a medical coupon as backup: priceless. 

On the way home, we left sun and dry and hit pouring, pouring snow/rain, saw a car off the road with slush on the road all of a sudden for about a mile, then rain rain rain…..to dry and clear.  It was weird. We woke up to a dusting of snow yesterday morning, too. 

Today I am asking myself why I blog.  When I first started, it was going to be a record of my knitting.  That was boring really fast.  It took me awhile to decide to bring my kiddos into it, but they are so much a part of my life.  Hubby and I are so blessed, 33 years and 4 beautiful children.  But today I was thinking about the journey this has been and I realized, I do it for me.  It’s been helpful to go back and look at how I was thinking before wedding #1 and here I am again, less than a year later planning wedding #2.  As most bloggers will probably tell you, they know all the under the surface stories and feelings that don’t get mentioned in print.  I think it’s been a help to me and as I’ve said before, brought many great new people into my life.  I’m all about relationship and caring about people.

I’m still planning to do some kind of blogiversary celebration but not sure what yet so stay tuned!

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No pictures of the shrug tonight…I blocked it and now it is too big.  I am re-blocking it and if that doesn’t work, well…I will pull out a few rows, me-thinks.  Not sure if that is the right solution, though, because I am not sure we want the back any narrower.  Me must think on it for awhile.  I kinda think I don’t want to knit it again.

I got a bazillion skeins of sock yarn in the shop yesterday and am still working on getting it on the shelf between customers and friends coming to visit.  I brought a ball of yarn home today to play around with a little bit on a pattern that the Dip Lady steered me towards on Ravelry.  Pictures soon.

The bride and I rented “Becoming Jane” the other day and I knit, she worked in her invitations while we watched it.  I’m not sure what I thought of it to be honest.  There were a few things that could have been left out.  There were some confusing parts that we didn’t figure out until we’d watched it the 3rd time….it was rather comical when one of us would finally say “who in the world is that?” and the other one was wondering the same thing.  It’s like you can’t connect who some of the people are.  But on the other hand, I love Jane Austen and most things connected to her so there were definitely parts I enjoyed also.  We even looked up Tom LeFroy on Wikipedia to see if he was real (he was).  It was fun.  the other funny part of watching it is that we finally had to put the captioning on because we couldn’t understand what they were saying too much of the time.  All in all, we had a fun afternoon and the next morning when we watched it the 3rd time.

Hubby and I just went for a short walk and I’ll be headed to bed as soon as one little imp gets finished with his ice cream.

Hopefully something more fun to report tomorrow!

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I’ve actually been forcing myself to go to bed early and go to sleep, but sleep doesn’t come or stay.  So weird.  I’m deciding to take better care and drink more water.  Why is this so hard?

I did find a new old-time radio show to listen to…”A Date With Judy”.  It’s just a cute 40’s radio show…

A Date with Judy was an American radio program during the 1940s. It was a teenage comedy that began as a summer replacement for Bob Hope’s show, sponsored by Pepsodent and airing on NBC from June 24 to September 16, 1941, with 14-year-old Ann Gillis in the title role.  

(from Wikipedia)

Hubby was gone for 2 nights.  I’m glad he got to go but I’m more glad he is home.  I was at the shop today and was called up front to the family business and I looked out the window and saw him drive up and my heart just jumped and I was gone to greet him, much to the amusement of everyone else.  Well, I am happy to say that after 33 years, I still want to run and see him even if he hasn’t been gone.  I’m grateful.

Been knitting, trying to make something for the bride and feel it is going to happen but we have to do some experimenting first because she is so tiny.  It’s just an easy knit and won’t put any pressure on me since I’m doing it now.

I have no idea why I’m here tonight….I really don’t have much to say but I was missin’ my blog so I thought I’d stick my head in and say howdy.

Oh, the cutest thing I found out tonight.  The new mama is doing a photo blog of her baby bump.  That’s my little sweet pea growing and growing.  I was going to show it, but decided not to…trust me, it’s pretty exciting.  I did make a new little bootie, maybe I’ll go snap a picture and show you that.  hang on.

There’s only 1 but wow was this a quick knit.  I love this yarn (Fly*dyed).  I bought it for the shop when I went up to Madrona.  She’ll never repeat it and laughed when I liked it so much.  That’s the magic bootie, I think is the name of the pattern.  I saw it at Madrona, too.  The new mama liked it so much and was afraid I was going to forget it at Grandma’s.  I knit this in my sleepless stupor on the way to Oregon.

I found some other photos on my camera when I loaded these on to my computer.

This first one was so silly.  We sent hubby to Starbucks in the morning at Grandma’s.  No one wanted Folger’s coffee.  We even bought Grandma a mocha, she’d never had one…and she liked it!

I just had to show it because how silly does that picture look?  I guess I just got intrigued with all the cups and grabbed my camera before everyone started grabbing their coffee.  Some were already gone.

As we were leaving Grandma and Grandpa’s house, the sunset was just beautiful.

Isn’t that peaceful?

I think I need to clean off my camera lens again.  How in the world does it get so dirty when it lives inside?

I really enjoy my time when we visit there…it’s so pretty.  I wish I’d taken more pictures but I forgot.

And now I am racing up the stairs because in the last minute everyone else headed off to bed and i was going to be the first one!

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Yesterday was a bit eventful.  We woke up to cold weather.  Hubby says that when he was leaving for worship practice, I asked him if it was icy out…he said no…I said be careful, the moon is out.  ( have no memory of the moon part)  He had to go to his office first and all was fine.  When he came out about 20 minutes later, everything was icy and he took a few steps and landed on his backside, knocking his noggin on the ground.  When I got out to church, he had a bandaid on the back of his head and on his wrist but he was ok.  Over the past week he has experienced a fat lip from the bowling imp…his toenail nearly ripped off by the dog and now this.  He was checked out by someone at church who knew how to look for problems, but I suggested he not take his regular nap so in the late afternoon we went for a drive to the beach.  We stopped at one of the old beach approaches to see if we could see the ship that had wrecked this past week but evidently it got cleaned up in the afternoon.  I didn’t get out and this is all I saw.

Today we got up to a dusting of snow.  Schools were 2 hours late because of the outlying areas and busses.  The little imp’s therapist called and canceled his appointment because she said it just wasn’t showing any signs of melting.  She’s in the outlying area of Olympia and that road is bad even when nothing else is. 

It’s starting to get a little stressful with wedding plans because the bride and I have been needing to make a trip to Bainbridge Island and the Mondays keep getting taken up with other things.  We debated much and decided to give it a try.  There was only 1 mile that was scary and not that much.  I’m so glad we went.  We took the long way and got up there at 2:15.  We got what we needed and I quickly visited the yarn store there and we headed back home.  All the way, I was telling the bride about the beach cabin my grandparents had on the sound.  We veered off the road so I could show her.

This is the road we’d walk up on Friday nights when my grandpa would be coming for the weekend.  It has barely changed.

I bet all that has changed on this little stretch is the road signs.

I tell you, the memories I have from this place feel like a fairytale but it’s funny how much smaller everything is now.  Here we are driving up to it.

This is the side and here’s what’s funny.  There was a very squeaky screen door on the back.  That thing opened and closed all day long as we ran in and out.  We had a hammock in the back yard that we all fought over getting to lay down in or we all lined up like peas in a pod.  It seemed like there was so much space that we all ran around.  We used to climb up where the hedge is to the neighbor’s yard (Mrs Sawyer) and salt her slugs.  I swear it was a long way to the back of our yard.  Where did it go?

Here is the front of the cabin.  We didn’t have that porch on it.

But do you see the garage doors on the side?  My grandpa spent a lot of time there and we hung out with him a lot playing there while he worked.  The front windows on the left of the frond door was a porch turned in to a sleeping area.  It was cold but we had lots of heavy blankets to keep us warm.  Dividing the porch area and the kitchen nook which is on the right side of the front door were the same kind of small pained windows that swung open.  The nook had a build in table and bench and we spent hours and hours playing board games there.  I remember hanging through the window from the bed watching my grandparents and parents playing cards.  We were always told to lie down, but we probably never did.  The memories abound from this  place.  My grandpa and great grandpa built the nook long before I was born and used no real nails.  It was beautiful.  I remember getting baths in the kitchen sink and I remember my grandma teaching me to dust mop the dust bunnies by sprinkling water on the floor.  In the war years (before I was born), the place was rented to the military (not voluntary) and they closed in the loft that was upstairs.  The little road that leads to the blue garage led us to our waterfront lot and to get to the water, we walked on a trail that we had blueberry and raspberry bushes.  I remember my grandpa and I tying grapes to the grapevines across the fence that was there where that blue car is to tease my grandma.  Of course, I could not stand the idea of her being embarrassed at being fooled so I secretly told her what we did.  I understand my grandparents got quite a laugh over that.  (did I really think she’d think those grapes really did just grow there?)

On the little beach we had a cement dock that went waaaaaaaaaayyyy out there (probably 15 feet) and when the tide was in, the “deep” water surrounded it.  I bet it was 4 feet  max. 

And do you remember the fish pole I showed you a few days ago?  Well, that shark was buried on that beach.  And this is where I caught it.

Sorry, there was no way to stop and the bride was trying to snap the pic as I drove. 

It was great fun to see it all again.  It was amazing that I was able to find my way to that cabin the first time we went there…all from memories a zillion years ago.  What confused me was the “steep” hill next to the cabin where we’d hear the milk truck come.  It is barely an incline but I kept telling hubby it was really steep.  lol

Anyway, thanks for sharing my memory-filled day with me.  I’ll show you my latest knitting adventures soon.

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