Friday, March 27, 2009

Girls' Night Out!

I type the title and then go completely blank on what else to type. I mean, really, is there anything else that needs to be said? LOL

Tonight is girls' night out with the ladies from our Dinners for Nine group--Beth, Diana, Margy, Rebecca, and me. We're actually doing a night in at Diana's house because she has a broken knee (she lost a confrontation with two dogs at the local bark park). So the plan is fondue and board games. I'm doing the chocolate fondue using my Dad's ultra-secret chocolate fudge recipe. Honestly, this makes the best sauce for ice cream, strawberries, spoons, etc., and it only has 2-1/2 ingredients. I put 1/2 since one ingredient is "as needed to achieve desired consistency." And, no! I'm not gonna tell you what any of the ingredients are. Of course, one is chocolate, silly! It would be rather difficult to create chocolate sauce without chocolate!

My apologies, dear reader, I've been cleaning house and the fumes must have made me a bit ditsy! I have jumped back on the Flywagon this week and am feeling very productive today. More about Flylady and my inner princess next week! Hope everyone has a great weekend! ¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Grandma Hamilton

This post is dedicated to my Grandma Hamilton, who passed away last week. The obituary printed in the Bradenton Herald doesn't do her justice, although I never knew her middle name was Mary. I did know her maiden name was Henderson and she and my late grandfather were from Parish, NY. Although, after six decades in Bradenton, one could argue they were actually from Bradenton and raised in Parish.

DISNEY WORLD: This picture was taken on the aerial tram at Disney World in the mid 70's. I think I was about 7 or 8 at the time. I found this picture a couple of months ago with some other old pictures. Two things about this trip. First, I didn't remember Grandma being on that trip to Disney World although I do remember my super cool Uncle Rick being there. Second I think this is the ONLY picture from that visit to Disney World that I didn't have my tongue sticking out! LOL

COQUINAS: I always thought Grandma was so cool because she won a beach naming contest. As a child, I loved going to that beach, Coquina Beach. The coquina clam is a mollusk found on sandy beaches. When the waves roll out, these little buggers are exposed and they burrow back under the surface. I spent hours upon hours squatting at the edge of the surf, digging my hands down in the sand, giggling as the burrowing coquinas tickled my palms. Ah, good times!

CROCHETING: I'm not sure when Grandma stopped crocheting, or if she ever truly quit crocheting. I just remember growing up that she always had a crochet needle going whenever we visited, except when we played Upwords or Boggle. Each time we visited Grandma would attempt to teach me how to crochet, but it never stuck. I still would love to learn how. This picture here is us at the beach (maybe even Coquina Beach) and Grandma once again, very patiently, showing me her work-in-progress. Her crocheted potholders are the only potholders I've used ever. I've bought the cute novelty potholders, but always always go back to Grandma's. Not only are these potholder from my Grandma, but they are just awesome and easy to use!!

BASEBALL: My dad played softball when we lived on Kwaj and I always enjoyed the games, but it was visiting with Grandma that I learned to keep score. I love love loved filling in the strikes and balls, tracing the runner's path around the diamond, sketching where the ball was hit, tracking which fielder caught and threw to whom for the out.

WORD GAMES: Both my dad's parents were avid word game players. I have so many memories of lurking around their kitchenette table while they and Dad played Scrabble or Boggle. Then I was old enough to play! Upwords was the game that survived through the years. and right up to the last games Grandma could still whomp Dad and me at Upwords. And she knew the definition of just about any word you could ever put on the board.

GENEALOGY: Grandma had worked on the family genealogy. Most likely that's what sparked my interest in genealogy, although I haven't done anything with it since my own children came along. My husband also has an interest in his family's genealogy, so some day we really hope to go to England, Scotland, Ireland, Wales, and wherever else our research takes us.

So, this is just a little bit more about my grandmother. I never lived close enough to have a real close day-to-day relationship with her, but she will always be a part of my memories and my life. ¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Why so serious...?

So, my stomach has been hurting the last couple of evenings. This is my body's way of notifying me I'm stressed out. When I mentioned this to my family, they appeared surprised and asked, "whatcha stressing about?" Oh, let me see.... my car was picked up because someone (not me) forgot to pay the loan... my grandmother passed away... a dear friend was admitted into the hospital after another round of complications, infections, something from her mastectomy at the end of January... I'm needing to step back into a leadership role on a committee at church from which I've been trying to ease away from for the last nine months. All this on top of general day-to-day things like having two teenagers, the house being a complete mess as we rearrange furniture, my spouse out of town for three days.

I think the stress kicker has been worry about my friend and her situation. She already had to go back to surgery due to complications and had a major infection. She lives alone and is stubbornly refusing any assistance other than cards, phone calls and food. When she went to the ER last Saturday afternoon, the hospital was so full it wasn't until 10PM SUNDAY EVENING that a bed could be found for her. The bright news (from our minister) is that the doctors are certain my friend will recover. There is still concern as there are multiple issues at work, but the situation is not mortal. And for that I am grateful.

This Friday night is a girls' night out with the Dinners For Nine ladies. I am so looking forward to relaxing with the girls. We're actually staying in as one of the ladies has broken her knee (she lost in a confrontation with some dogs at the bark park), so we're descending upon her home to do fondue and chick flicks.

¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Never Let Your Guard Down...

I learned this lesson over and over as a kid. Never expect anything thus never be disappointed. Or if you do expect something, expect the absolute worst of any situation and never be blindsided, sucker punched or otherwise devastated. Take for example, the balmy spring day when I was 13. After a tumultuous year and a half, my parents and I were settling into our new 2-bedroom Army duplex. My parents left for a bit, and when they came back my dad wanted to take me for a drive. A drive? First, my dad and I rarely did anything together so this was unusual. I do not know why I so vehemently thought that my parents had finally gotten me the one thing I had wanted my entire life...a horse. There was a stable on the base, about a 1/2 mile drive away. But we didn't head towards the horse barns, instead we turned off base. That's when my dad told me he and mom were getting a divorce. Even today I'm ashamed that the tears I shed weren't so much for the divorce as they were for the disappointment I felt, the pain in my stomach that once again something I wanted so badly had once again been denied. My entire life is dotted with moments like these when I feel so high, so happy, so unconcerned, only to be slammed back down to earth the very next moment, to have my universe rattled by something--a phone call, a news story, an event--that I never even saw coming. That's what's the worse. That this catastrophe wasn't even a blip on my disaster radar. Lemme tell you, my disaster radar is pretty darned good. I am rarely surprised by life's events, which might be why when I do let my guard down and get blindsided, I take it so hard. Do I quit letting my guard down? Do I go through life a die-hard cynic, expecting the worse always and in all ways so I never get hurt? So, even if I could live that way, when do I give up on the people in my life? At what point is the disappointment too much? How far is too far? When will I know that this bottom is THE bottom? My favorite hymn in our hymnal is called "Just as Long as I have Breath" and it is the last verse which tugs at my heart...

Just as long as my heart beats
I must answer yes to love
Disappointment pierced me through
Still I kept on loving you
If they ask what I did best
Tell them I said yes to love.

I want to keep saying yes to love. I don't want to be right. I just want to be loved.

¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Savannah

My daughter is graduating high school in just about two months (ack!) and so we took a trip this weekend to check out a school she is interested in... Savannah College of Art & Design (SCAD). The school tour is tomorrow. We arrived this morning and went to the UU Church here. It was an interesting experience. Parking is an issue here, so we parked a couple of blocks away from the church. The streets and sidewalks and squares are so pedestrian friendly. We lunched at Firefly Cafe, then drove around the historic district in search of our bed & breakfast. Savannah is a beautiful city! Once we found the place and our room was finally ready, we ascended two flights of stairs toe the Yellow Room and took an afternoon nap (the hotel in Metter we stayed at last night, some of the guests had dogs in their cars and the dogs started barking at 5:30 local time, which is 4:30 Nashville time). After our wonderful snooze (two hours!), we walked down to Broughton St. and dinnered at Fuddruckers. I can not say enough about the walking atmosphere and how pleasant this city is. I'm looking forward to our tour tomorrow. Our family will definitely have to visit here, event if the girl doesn't decide to attend SCAD.

¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Friday, March 13, 2009

Spring Break!!

I am sooooooo happy and I'm not the one in school this year! We're off school today, but soccer boy has a match this afternoon. Guess I need to get moving. I will blog more...
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¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

Monday, March 2, 2009

March?

Where is this year going? Where are my days going? Oh, yeah.... Soccer season has started! LOL


¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N