A Boy's Dream and Some Serious Work Ahead

I have a trucker in my house. He likes everything truck. So when this arrived on our street, well see for yourself.




On a side note, I am so glad this is getting fixed- it's been a bit hairy.

Other parts of our road are completely messed up, too. (Just not hanging precariously over a river).

Chunks of asphalt are strewn everywhere throughout the big field. It looks as if a hurricane hit here.

One of the holes in the field. We've found some really neat treasures hidden in these.

Part of the road- I found out the pipe was part of the drainage for the ditch. That could come in handy.

Global Somthin'

It poured buckets yesterday but it was warm. And then it was cold. And then it hailed. I just can't figure it out. Is everyone seeing strange weather or just us Pacific Northwesterners?

We went out three times yesterday for a flood expedition and this is what we found. In the early morning the white caps where still running through the tree farm behind our house. The road was still unseen. The sound was still incredible. Later in the day, we could hear eachother talking and get a little further down the street. We found crayfish and tried to deliver them back to the river where they came from. We saw lots of damage all around. Fences missing, trees gone, and a neighbor discovered chest high holes in the road.

A good majority of the road was still underwater as of last night. But the river changes fast so we'll have to see the status on that as daylight comes. And as I write this there is a pink hue coming in through my window. It could be the sun- something I haven't seen in about a week.

And I need to add that as cabin-feverish as I am, I am thankful for all we have because numerous people have been affected by this severely.

Here is the tree farm, still a bit underwater. The river "should" be way back in the distance, as should be the road.

Another picture of the field that should just be grass. Now it's a lake.

Can you believe these boys fell in the mud? Boys, mud???

This child will rescue anything. And then she'll tell you about it's life span, where it originated and what it likes to eat. Oh heck, she'll even tell you it's mating/gestation periods. :)

Where's Noah When You Need Him?

Last night when I was driving down the mountain I saw the news truck. I've been living lately in a lovely bliss of no news. No media attacks- it's been really nice. However, I missed the fact that the river we live next to was growing. I may have made a comment or two about how it looked higher, but the river changes all the time.

Waking up this morning I saw the river from my kitchen, which is not a good sign. My honey quick got ready for work and took his hiking boots, knowing that he would have to park far away and hike home. He also took my grocery list with much needed items.(Oh that nagging yesterday to go to the store...it's all clear now). Regardless, my honey was back in less than five minutes- our road was already flooded. And so once again, we are trapped.

The county has us pegged with a potential record flood. We'll be fine-we're up high enough. However, I have no milk, eggs, and most important- wine. Here's a few photos from early this morning and my how things have changed.

If you could only hear what the water sounds like coming crashing down around these trees. It make for a noisy adventure.

This field, on a normal day, is just grass. During this photo the water was just filling up. Now it has white caps on it.

Watching seagulls- almost feels like we're at the beach.

Weekend Getaway

Pulling away from the mainland as the sun sets- so early these days. What a peaceful spot. I never tire of the scenery.

Sometimes that's exactly what you need- a quick weekend jaunt. I do believe that a tropical beach (especially after last night's snow) would do just fine but I'll take what I can get.

A change of atmosphere, too little sleeping and too much laughing with old friends, a nice run through beautiful trails and just being by the water- it all does this body good.

And thankfully, after my revival this weekend- math wasn't that bad today. Smirk.

My little marine biologist looks longingly in the cold and wind for something, anything.

A Year in Photos

Happy 2009! Inspired from Dawn's picture walk, I thought I'd review some outdoor favorites. I love going through all the shots and remembering special days.

Here's to a new year brimming with beauty and love.

January

February

March

April

May

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

With a Bang

New Years Eve is always boring and quiet at our house. We're notorious for it. We usually make a big pile of nachos, watch a movie, have a beer and are in bed pretty early. Not this year folks, we did it with a bang.

We began the night in usual fashion, instead of nachos, we had a big plate of very yummy hummus, olives, bread, pesto, garlic, cheese, chicken, etc around the coffee table. And this movie. (Which I thought would be completely "safe" for all ages but they sure made movies differently 30 years ago!)


Our doorbell rang with a pleasant surprise- my ever-so-gracious neighbor delivered some bubbly.


About 8pm we decided it might be fun to go to our running club's party on Lake Samammish. So we quick spruced everyone up and the kids were so excited to be going out. As we were leaving my husband mentioned that his manager was having a party and we were invited. Sure, why not?? We could pop in and what- be home about 10:30?

Well we all had too much fun and had to tear the children away from the insanity of lots of wee ones ringing in the new year. We left the party about 12:30am with my little guy saying, "I can't believe I went to two parties on the same night!" Me neither.

This is the face of a 3 year old who just learned it was time to go home. What a horrid mother!

Technically Speaking

My middle man is a tech junky. Always been. He's just wired that way- pardon the pun. Driving home from the vet yesterday I inquired....

Me: Hey, did you get a chance to read your catechism today?

Him: Yep. All of it.

Me: Oh, good. Tell me about what you read.

Him: Well, it was about sins. Like...(thinking for a moment) actual sins. And virtual sins.

Me: laughing too hard to even explain what he meant to say.

All I can say is next year the priest is going to get a hoot out of this kid!

Tea and Visits

One of my favorite things to do in the early hours or when the house is quiet and I need to get off my feet is to have a hot drink and see what other people around the world (or just in my backyard) are up to. I find great inspiration, motivation and just plain learn things from these people. I have old favorites that I often visit and some new ones that I'd like to share.

First is my friend, Meka, who has introduced me to journaling. Not just "dear diary" journaling but drawing-in my case trying to draw. Meka carries her little black book with her everywhere she goes and can often be found with pen in hand sketching what has caught her eye. She's turned me on to checking out drawing books at the library and falling in deep-like with this form of catching memories.

Next is someone I stumbled on through an old favorite. Laurel is leading an exciting life in a place I can't imagine. Her photos help me to see a world so very far away all the while while my head sings "goin to katmandu...".

And last is one I just found too interesting- Lindsay is in Tel Aviv with her husband and children. Another place I cannot fathom but enjoy seeing a day in the life.

Isn't the blogoball a great place? Oops, tea's empty- that means my time is up. Happy trails.

Bells Will Be Ringing

School bells, that is. Today we are back in session after, oh, I can't even remember. Boy we took off some time preparing for Christmas. Today we're back to math, writing, history and geography. I'm feeling a little lax in history with my 4th grader right now. I have planned to start this timeline to plot people and dates in history as we go- I'm only what, three months behind?

We did however get a fabulous geography lesson yesterday at the Pacific Science Center. We saw the IMAX movie, The Mystery of the Nile which followed a group of researchers over 3,000 miles along the river. It was really well done and super interesting. I have always been fascinated with learning about Africa so it was great to see different countries and cultures in the film. Even my little guy loved it. His favorite part? Repelling down the Victoria Falls, "That looks like FUN!" he yelled. Or the parts where the river was treacherous and boats were flipping over in the raging water. "I want to do that!" Yes, I have a brave little spirit on my hands. And the music with this show- I must find it. The gift shop doesn't carry it claiming it's a "Spanish import". What does that even mean?

I'm off to get my whip cracking- that's code for filling up my coffee and relishing the fact that all three kids are still asleep after 8am and it's just me and the rain on the roof. But truly, with coffee in hand I must go work on our history lesson.

Is that....Ratatouille??

Christmas at our house was so nice. So white and beautiful. We were completely stuck in the house (I missed Mass for the second year in a row!), but we made the best of it.

It must have looked so cozy and serene in our little chalet because there was a visitor at our door yesterday, wondering if there were any crumbs leftover.



Yes, that would be a rat. And no, he is not coming in to make soup.

Merry Christmas

Wishing you the peace that Christmas promises. And may we hold onto it as long as possible.

A Really White Christmas

It's been quite a week of snow and ice storms and gearing up for Christmas. There's been lots of baking, sewing, wrapping, putting out fires of all-sized people spending too much time stuck in the house...

We keep throwing bird seed out on the snow pile off of the kitchen. The birds are so thankful.

Candycane tea, the best Christmas CD ever and even more peppermint bark.

Tonight as I sit here on Christmas Eve with the snow continuing to fall I am finally feeling the peace. My checklist is checked. All the preparations are done and it's time to step back and take it all in. I love this night.

The angel outside my door- she's donned in even more snow now.

It'll be Frightful Alright

It's been a blustery wonderland lately. We got snow and with the snow we found ourselves stuck. Our long and lonely road is covered with ice and snow and without good traction, well, we're here. It's been a whole bunch of fun for the past two days baking, wrapping gifts, being together and playing outside.

However, it's been cold. Below freezing and hasn't gotten out of the 20's. Now here comes the bummer part of the winter wonderland. There is another storm moving in tomorrow evening that promises sheets of ice and wind up to 70 mph for those of us in the foothills of the Cascades. My weatherman told me to expect "old testament weather" and to prepare for outages. So we'll have our bathtubs full of water, candles and flashlights ready, a little camping cookstove and many blankets. Hoowee, I suppose it's better than on Christmas day? I still need to get out to civilization at some point and procure myself a few items- in the meantime, I'll work on my patience and try to keep warm.

Some photos to make you feel cold...

Mountain Miracle-A Nativity Story

On the list of books to review for the Catholic Company, I found a children's book. I LOVE this genre and so I jumped on it right away. Another benefit- the opportunity to share this with my children during Advent.

The book Mountain Miracle- A Nativity Story is a quick read but in reading it to children, can't be done in one sitting. The book is comprised of 94 pages and a large print with some illustrations. I found the beginning somewhat hard to follow. It took both me and my children a bit to fully understand who the characters were and what was taking place. Mountain Miracle was originally written in Spanish so perhaps the translation led us to the initial disconnect.

However, a few bedtimes into our reading the author, Alvaro Correa, LC, had us hooked. Without giving away the true miracle on the mountain let me tell you that my voice wavered and my bottom lip quivered as I read about a shepard, a dove and the Blessed Mother smiling. Imagining a nativity story so life-like gave me chills.

This will be a book that I put in my Christmas basket to read for years to come. A special little story that lets one believe in miracles and remember what a true Christmas is all about.

This review was written as part of the Catholic Book Reviewer program from The Catholic Company. Visit The Catholic Company to find more information on Mountain Miracle - A Nativity Story.

Getting a Jump on the Resolution

I broke my leg in mid-August and it still hurts to run. I had no idea it would take this long to heal, none. And with an already paid for number in the Seattle Rock-n-Roll marathon late June, I need to be ready to train.

Enter my slight addiction to advertising...I admit, I confess, I got sucked into...an infomercial. My husband smirked as I ranted on and on for days about it. "You could do it too", I said and his smirk grew larger.

My P90X fitness program arrived shortly after and Josh and I are both on day 6. Guess what? We both like it. This isn't the same old workouts with cheesy music and people- they have made the videos so that men don't feel silly doing them. More importantly, the workouts are tough. I must say that I love my little gym I belong to- I crawl home like a defeated fighter after each session but the gym isn't always easy to get to for a homeschooling mom. So this system works perfectly for me and my family. My kids are enjoying it too. Family workouts are fun-the kids are lunging and stretching and racing around the basement.

There are 12 DVDs designed to promote muscle confusion so that each day a new muscular group is working. Let me tell you, I can feel it. I'm sore in all sorts of places. I detest the pull ups and chin ups- as a matter of fact, I stink in that area. I'm hoping that I can eventually do a set of pull ups, tone up, lose the pooch, and get back to my running days. And for the record, I will absolutely not post my before photo unless I get the results I'm looking for in 84 more days.

Must See Molly

My good friend Molly just sent me the saddest email informing me that she's going to have to close her incredible small business. It seems that government regulations going into effect in February on all goods being sold for children must undergo testing for lead. Sounds good and important, right? Well, the problem is that this testing is absolutely outrageous in cost for a small business owner. In fact, numerous shops that we love may have to close their doors due to this. Toys, clothes, decor, etc- how incredibly sad.

Please check out Molly O Designs to see her sale and read up more about what can be done.

Caps for Sale

I mean sending (we just read that book-it's stuck in my head). Here's a quick and easy little last minute gift idea.

Cut four triangles of fleece and sew right sides together. If you want tassels, make sure (learned this the hard way) to tuck them to the other side before sewing. Then cut two panels measuring the equivalent of two sewn triangles. Fold the panels around the base and sew together. Flip the hat out and voila-chapeaux to go.

How Beautiful Your Branches

To make up for the loss of snow at our house, we took the kids to cut down our own tree up in the mountains. What an experience! We froze our patooties off but made such good memories.

Little does he know, but that one is a bit out of our price range.

There she goes...

He must be wondering about that little stump. I'm wondering if he knows what cold, wet jeans will feel like in a few minutes...

Ah the fire, with frozen toes the warmth feels that good.

Gypped

Friday night all the weather reporters said to stay home if possible. What was coming was not good. Unless of course you're a kid and you're wildly excited that when you wake up in the morning your mom is going to make you hot cocoa and you're going to go build a snow cave for hours....

This is it at our house. We've been had....

For the Birds

Prior to the major wind/rain/snow/artic blast storm we had this weekend, we made made these sweet wreaths for the birds. Mixing peanut butter, flour, bird seed and water, we shaped and baked until brown. We hung them on various tree branches and watched as the birds tried to nibble.

My little guy spooned some of the leftover mixture into a cup cut in half. We thumbtacked the cup to the tree and put a stick into the sticky seed for birdies to sit on.

You Can Come, Too

If you know me, you know that there's a good chance I'm tired. My usual range is somewhere between manic bouts of energy to a coma-like trance. Why? Blame it on my wiring. Blame it on my wee one. Blame it on a busy mind. I just don't sleep well. Never have, hopefully will.

For the past who knows how many nights I have awoken to anxious Christmas thoughts in my head. I told myself (and others for validation) that I would NOT have an anxiety induced Advent. It was going to be peaceful and joyful and reflective. Hmmm...that's been a challenge. It's not that I'm out fighting crowds and racking up the credit card. It's more that I'm behind in preparations and haven't had the opportunity to do all the things I wanted to do. And, and, and...I'm tired.

So what's a girl to do when her little guy wakes her up at 4:30 (especially when he has taken her spot and is peacefully sleeping in her warm cozy bed)?? Well today, in a blessed moment, I read my Living Faith devotions while waiting for the computer to come alive. And wouldn't you know that it was speaking just to me.

Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

What a wonderful invitation! Jesus offers rest from our grueling burdens and arduous efforts. What surprises me is how easily I forget this generous invitation when I am overwhelmed with work or with troubles that inevitably arise. Instead of leaning on the heart of Christ, I give in to anxiety and worry. I work even harder and spend later hours in the office. I squirm and struggle, trying to get things to develop my way. Instead of turning to prayer and giving more attention to my divine resource, I lessen the time, believing it will help me "get more done". What a crazy response to Christ's wonderful invitation. Eventually, I wake up and remember, "Oh, yes, I can find rest. I can receive an easing of what consumes me." This will happen if I deliberately slow down, become still, and turn my heart toward the One who urges, "Come to me." Sr. Joyce Rupp, O.S.M.

Once again, I've been given hope. Here's to "waking up".

Our Lady of Guadalupe

Beunos Dios, and happy feast day to you. You must go visit Waltzing Matilda today and see her link to the tilma craft. Don't forget to print out your coloring pages, too.

I love this day. I love the story of Juan Diego and of Fr. Phil, too.

The Hats are Off

They're on their way.

And what a lesson learned. My daughter made most of them while learning about the state of the world, poverty, compassion, geography and more.