Our Thanksgiving day was chilly, but we got to get outside the day before.
And I was very thankful for a pretty day in November.
In Kansas, you just never know what the day’s weather will bring.
So when you get a good one, you should celebrate it!
Especially if you are surrounded by loved ones (and dogs) who love to be outdoors too.
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When Ryan died, people were so generous with their gifts and responses. I was moved by each and every card, present, memento, story, etc. Each was cherished, each meant that Ryan wasn’t forgotten.
Maybe because he was a guy who was shy, hesitant to stand out, and often overlooked, knowing that people cared about him and reached out helped.
I cried over armfuls of envelopes when I carried in the mail. I read and reread the notes. I planted the trees, hung the wind chimes, and overall, cherished all of the gifts.
Many people sent flowers, and I kept the blooms going as long as I could. I shared some with family to take to their homes, and spread the rest around ours. I trimmed the stems and changed the water daily to make the flowers last. Then, when the freshness was past saving, I dried what I could, and filled a cabinet with the vases.
But I did not want them to become a forgotten stash of unwanted glassware to eventually be donated to Goodwill. Instead, I decided to do something special with them, and on a few, I am attempting mosaics. (I don’t have good grouting skills, though, I will have to work on cleaning a bit more off of this one).
Others, I have decorated and filled with garden flowers and given away on special occasions. I’d like to take an embellished vase filled with iris that Ryan planted into the nursing home he worked at, on the anniversary of his death next spring.
Thank you to everyone who offered hope to me with kind words and thoughtful expressions of care. I was moved and heartened by your gestures.
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Way back when, in Jr High, these two became my people for life. They both moved to different coasts while I settled in the center of the country, but over the years, we have met up when we could and it always felt like it had been days not years in between.
They indulged my need to go to our high school reunion, even though they had many other suggestions for places we could have a mini reunion instead.
It was a quick trip, but conversation never lagged, and it was fun to see our other classmates as well.
Sandy brought some old photos, here we are at a past reunion. (I think I still have that dress, I should look for it. In my opinion, if you love something, it doesn’t go out of style)
As a matter of fact, I’d wear this “vintage” dress from my senior picture again in a snap if I had it. Looks like I have always had a thing for rose patterned fabrics, huh?
Thanks, Debbie and Sandy for such a perfect weekend and for being my lifelong friends!
And thanks to all the people who put the reunion together for the class of 76. I sure enjoyed seeing everyone and loved having a reason to push me to come back home to Indiana.
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Last week, I drove to Indiana for my 45th reunion and some sister time. On the way, I stopped for a birthday party craft day for a dear friend.
Not only was it a fun day with buddies, great food (and pink cake!), plus making a sweet project, it was also a pleasant way to break up the trip.
The drive is about nine hours with stops, but I split it into two days starting with this gala get together.
Crafting pretty pumpkins, laughing with gal pals, and having a fancy luncheon was a perfect start for my day of travel. I drove to two of my favorite antique malls after saying goodbye to friends, then a few hours further til it was time to take myself out for a crunchy, fried chicken dinner and grab some sleep at a Holiday Inn Express.
Too bad all days on the road aren’t that much fun.
These are the little gifts I wrapped up for the party goers.
Thanks again for the festive start to my vacation, Birthday Girl!
And thanks for sharing your big day with us.
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My last post was about this lazy Susan crafted from sliced geodes, that I felt was an extravagant, but happy purchase. Well, my husband topped that gift that I gave to myself, with a beautiful surprise for our anniversary.
It is the ultimate in heart shaped rocks! A blue crystal geode that seems to have a natural shape that has been enhanced with polishing.
That makes my own heart pitter.
I promptly displayed it with some other special rocks and think it is an ideal addition to my lazy Susan.
This is a quartz crystal heart that I have had for years, but had never noticed the shape until the puppies flipped it over in a flower pot. When they showed me that it was a heart, I brought it in the house where it belongs.
One edge is a little sharp, not softly rounded as it should be, but since it was pointed out to me by dogs, you have to give it some leeway, right? It might not be perfect, but I thanked them for it and forgave them for decimating my flower pot.
And do you see the broken heart outlined with a dark vein in the tall geode? Top right. That one is from an estate sale earlier this summer.
I only gave Rich an Apple Watch for our anniversary and he gave me the prettiest rock I have ever seen. Poor guy, he didn’t get nearly the personal gift that I did.
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With puppies coming on my birthday, I have been completely absorbed in furry, cuddly fun. And I forgot to show a couple of beautiful birthday gifts that I was honored to get. I have a painting from Clover, that I am calling, “Our Lady of the Swans” and have her displayed with the Swans from Lesa’s class at our last arty gathering here before the pandemic struck.
The teeny swan was an adornment on top of this overflowing box of delight from my pal, Angie.
Not only is the old, glass box beautiful with its vintage ribbon and silk rose trim, it is filled with timeless treasures.
See what I mean? Filled to the brim with lovely packages, too pretty to open (but I did!)
There were layers of Good Stuff supplies inside that I can’t wait to use, but haven’t yet due to my fuzzy, little friends.
I did pull out some of the frothy, lace hankies to show off on a couple puppies.
This tiny, black pup took on an RBG vibe, didn’t she?
And Miss Daisy looks like a doll baby.
Speaking of dolls, my sweet grand fairy, Clover was so thoughtful to share her artwork with me. That kid has skills!
Before I know it, my time with the babies will be gone and I’ll have plenty of time for crafting. It will be heart wrenching to see them go, so it is helpful to have such delicious goodies to delve into once they are gone, to take my mind off missing them.
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We had lovely remembrance moments for Ryan. On Sunday, some exceptionally wonderful friends brought over dinner and wine.
We sat on the patio, and we all cuddled pups before I spread some ashes on the Uncle Tree and gave an egoogley (Zoolander for eulogy).
The Sugarbabies thought the get together was all about them.
Well, typically, everything is. But my pals were very kind and considerate about honoring Ryan.
It was a small, but meaningful group.
Ryan’s legal time of death is the 24th, but we feel like he died the night of the 23rd, so we did something both days for him.
On Monday, we tried to get as many of the family as we could together for a walk on Ryan’s favorite trail, dinner at a place he loved, and squeezed in between all of that, an 8th grade concert.
The day we found him, we had planned a big, family walk on the trails he loved.
But that didn’t happen.
We took a walk there a year later in his honor, and I brought some ashes to sprinkle. I wasn’t sure where I would do it, until I saw this perfectly mossy heart!
I can almost hear the excitement in his voice, if he’d been with me when I found it. He cared so much about things that made me happy. We often took time to stop and exclaim over tidbits that I found, or just to watch the red wing black birds in the pond.
“He cared so much about things that made me happy.”
That sums up a lot about Ry Guy. I was beyond blessed to have a person in my world who wanted me to smile.
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We had company! Our friends are now vaccinated and we celebrated together with a pitch in BUFFET style meal!
No more fixing an individual plate for each person, we actually all stood NEAR each other, WITHOUT masks, INDOORS, and fixed our plates.
Then, why does my dining room look so empty? Well, for one thing, we were so busy catching up, then pour painting that I didn’t remember to take photos of the group.
Another reason is that, I was excited to have a reason to clean my house and took pictures before people came over.
During the first half of quarentine, I found myself organizing and cleaning a lot. My drawers and closets were impeccable.
But after a while of no one coming inside, I kind of let things become sloppy around the edges. It was very nice to have a reason to care about how things looked again.
Also, there are still reminders of the pandemic everywhere. Such as having a new dishwasher on back order for six months.
But you know what? That doesn’t phase me at all. That might have been something that would piss me off pre-pandemic or at least be something to whine about. But now? Small potatoes! I had my friends coming over, and things like dishwasher delivery being delayed is not the sort of thing to upset me after what 2020 delivered to the world.
Instead of having a sit down dinner with a set table, we filled our paper plates and went outside to enjoy a beautiful, spring day.
My goal is to appreciate what I have, not complain about what I don’t. We have all lost so much.
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My boy is in town from North Carolina and we love being able to have the family together for adventures.
The evening began with some ax throwing out by my husband’s log cabin.
We were not only blessed by having a passel of pixies to play with, but the most beautiful spring break weather you could ask for, too.
The day before, I made up batches of vegan and of meaty, veggie calzones plus home made bread sticks and salad, so I could relax and enjoy the evening without worrying about dinner. Making up meals ahead of time sure makes life easier at family gatherings. I whipped up vegan, lemon cheesecake and dark chocolate cupcakes while I was at it.
Then we lit all the garden lights, fired up the fire pit and sticks, turned on the music and took turns playing with the flames.
I had a box of rainbow powder and the grand fairies added that to the flames, and I was impressed at how pretty the colors were. I got the $5 box of three at Walmart and it lasted all evening. I’ll be buying more of those.
At first, I was overly cautious and worried the children would burst into a fiery ball of death. But they were following rules and having sooooo much fun, I soon let go and enjoyed the show.
Even to the point where I shocked everyone by joining in! I am clumsy with no sense of rhythm, but who cares?
After everything we have all been through as a family, a country, and a planet this year, I think it’s time to let go of fears and enjoy what’s in front of us.
You can’t take life for granted, live it to its fullest, even if it means doing some bad dancing like a fool with or without a torch.
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Do you have plans for this special day? I typically go all out, with gifts for everyone in the family, Galentine craft days, and decorations everywhere.
This is the anniversary of the day my husband adopted our boys and we have celebrated it as a family, instead of the usual couple date. Last year, we were in Florida, so had our family night early, but our son, Adam met us there to be together. The weather turned cold and rainy, our little Dewdrop had a bad cough, but we made our time fun and we were so happy to have them with us for a few days.
Here is a photo from one of my best Valentine’s, the grand fairies and I put glitter and confetti on the ceiling fan blades and had everyone gather in a circle. This is a capture still from the little video. It was such a jolt of pleasure to see a snippet of Ryan laughing when the video memory popped up on Facebook.
This season, our holiday is on the quiet side. The weather is unbearably cold today, with a high of two degrees, because of Covid we aren’t going to restaurants or gathering with friends for a craft day. Our pipes are frozen, so having a big dinner here, even with just half of us would be difficult. Sugarwings’ mama is working herself to exhaustion in finishing her clinical for her midwife’s degree and is too busy to get together. Adam and Dewdrop are far away in North Carolina.
And my Ryan is gone.
Life goes on, changes keep on coming. While we will never get over losing Ry, the arctic wind has stirred up his wind chimes and they are making a pretty song that I can hear in my studio today.
Adam loves his life in the mountains and has found a job where he can express his creativity, I love seeing photos of his carpentry projects, knowing he is using his art skills. I was blessed to have both of my sons close by and with me as adults for as long as I did.
Our Hippy Chick’s years of hard work are close to paying off and she will be starting her new career soon.
The years when I had my little fairy babies were filled with magic. But so is watching them grow and become become strong women with endless possibilities ahead of them.
Having family move on, grow, and flourish can feel like I have been left behind, if I let it. But I prefer to feel gratitude and pride for what they are doing with their lives.
When we get together, whether in small groups, or as a big ole, bundle, I can count my blessings and know that I am surrounded by love from near and far.
You can’t stop change, no matter if it is heart wrenching or heartfelt. Valentine’s Day is also Twinkle’s birthday. Today she is 14, and no longer the frisky pup she once was. But she still knows her name and likes when I repeat it to her, it’s her favorite thing. I’ll be cherishing her for as long as I can.
For New Year’s, I choose a word to honor for the upcoming year. 2021 has “Cherish”.
I’ll cherish the time I get with my true love, as our family goes through changes and we have time to travel and be together, just the two of us.
I’ll cherish my memories, my family and their dreams for the future.
I’ll cherish my friends and the fun they bring to my life. Even through social distancing we have remained close in our hearts.
I’ll cherish my house full of dogs and let them know they are loved, whether they are a puppy in their first year, or an aging baby like Twinks who might be in her last.
(a card from my pal, Angie)
Today might not be a typical Valentine’s Day for me, but I will cherish what I have and be thankful for the love I have been shown.
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