tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-298227202012-01-28T13:57:38.842-07:00Grandchildren are God's way of<br> compensating us for growing old.--Mary H. WaldripDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14938607712512860569noreply@blogger.comBlogger6311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29822720.post-88861282431657332482012-01-26T19:31:00.002-07:002012-01-26T20:05:53.715-07:00

Thanks so much for all of your concern after my little whine fest - I realize my physical situation is so much less severe than so many others'. I am anxious to go to the podiatrist tomorrow to see what he thinks. The other day I was thinking about my journey into the computer world, and something that happened at Christmas really brought it into focus. So I thought I'd share my mind's

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Oh me, oh my. It's been 11 days since I wrote a word. And then it wasn't many words, but mostly pictures. I think of bits and pieces of things to share, but then they disappear into thin air, never to return to my brain. So I think I will start carrying around a pad and pen to write down snippets to remember when I get back to the computer. I don't know how long it will take me to publish,

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This is the first picture the nurses took of Katie and Emma together out of their little incubators. I love it so much.I loved holding them and feeding them together --Best buddies, consolationFirst birthday portraitsSecond birthday party - Noah's Ark theme - 2 turning 2They do everything togetherEven going so far as "doing" each others' hairThey had two great parties this year - the first was

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December 27, 1972. Rehearsal Dinner. The groom was so nervous that he could not enjoy the meal.December 28, 1972, early afternoon: The bride drove by the tux shop and saw the groom - gunned her Mustang so that the groom didn't see her - the old legend says that the groom is not to see the bride before the wedding (that certainly has gone the way of the dinosaur since most pictures are now

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It's Christmas Eve Day. Grandpa took the girls for an adventure, so I could have some alone time today. He is a blessing to them and to me. Kristen has to work all day at Hobby Lobby - I'm not happy with HL today, staying open until 5:30 so that she can't get to church at 5:00. I may write somebody about that - a Christian company staying open too late for their employees to get to Christmas

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Another week has flown by, and it has been one full of music. I calculated this afternoon that in the last 3 days, I have sung 86 songs in performances - 4 concerts with the Loveland Choral Society and 3 songs in each of the two services this morning at church. That number doesn't count singing along with the radio or the congregational singing this morning. Needless to say, I am weary. But

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It's been a very busy, full of Christmas fun, kind of week. Kristen is working at Hobby Lobby again and you can imagine how busy that place might be at this time of the year! And that means we've had the girls alot - but they've been able to sleep at home most nights, which makes them happy - and us as well!Last Sunday morning was one of my favorites of the entire Christmas season - the

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As usual, I am immersed in the music of Christmas - preparing for the church presentations next Saturday night and Sunday morning, as well as the Loveland Choral Society concerts - the following Friday evening, Saturday afternoon and evening, and Sunday afternoon. It's a lot of work, but I enjoy it so much. All this involvement with the music has brought forth some long ago memories.Wherever we

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It was a week ago tonight that I was writing my last post as I sat in Kevin and Angie's family room and they watched a football game. This week has gone so quickly, since I've been back home.My Facebook status update after I arrived at Kev and Angie's house on Thursday night:The enormous full moon sitting on the snow-topped mountains, as I looked in my rear view mirror on the way to the

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It's been almost two weeks since I wrote anything here. That is a record for my five plus years, one I don't particularly like. I am having a really hard time getting thoughts to gel in my head so that I can put them down. I don't like this feeling at all.I had something in mind when I wrote this title several days ago. There's been a lot of "stuff" lately. I'll try to remember what all I

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I am the Real Vine and my Father is the Farmer. He cuts off every branch of me that doesn't bear grapes. And every branch that is grape-bearing he prunes back so it will bear even more. You are already pruned back by the message I have spoken. John 15:1-3 (The Message)Last week's wet, heavy snowstorm and its aftermath has me thinking about such things as pruning. Dwight is an avid landscape

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It has been a gorgeous fall here in Northern Colorado. But cold weather is coming this week - it's supposed to go from the 70s most of this past week to 35/rain/snow by Wednesday. I'm heading to Maine in a couple of weeks for the Teen Challenge fall banquet and some time with Kev and Angie - and a couple of blog friend visits IRL.The girlies have been keeping us busy, as usual. Last Saturday

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It's hard to believe it's been two weeks already since I spent the week-end with 10,000 sisters at the Women of Faith conference. It's taken me this long to process it and be ready to write. I wish I had a DVD of the whole event, so I could listen again to all the amazing speaking and singing.My first experience with WOF was when Kristen had been home from her anorexia treatment for a few

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I'm quite sure I blogged this story almost 5 years when it happened - when Livi was about the age the twins are now. I came into the living room to find a pile of pretty blonde hair behind the big chair. Hayley did her thing on Livi's beautiful hair.It took a long long time for the hair to grow back to any kind of length, by the time all of the pieces were evened out. Take a good look --Last

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Today is my birthday, and I am now 64 years old. Hardly seems possible, but I look at the jowls and realize it is so. I was born in 1947, and was just 3 at the advent of the Fifties. But I love the Fifties. I love the music especially. I happened upon a 50s special on PBS recently and enjoyed every minute (thankful that I could fast forward through the pleas for money - it was PBS, you know

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The summer flew by. There weren't many posts here by me. Thanks to those of you who keep checking in with me and commenting. It seems like we've lost so many bloggers, and it's sad. I can't come up with many posts these days, it seems, but I refuse to quit entirely - I would miss you all too much.So it's time to catch up a bit - where did the last three months go? They went very very fast,

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It was over a month ago already that we gathered in the southern part of Colorado, at our church's campground in the mountains above Colorado Springs. We've looked forward to and planned (well, my sister did most of the planning) for over a year. There are 55 of us now, but 15 were unable to make it. We gathered with 22 adults and 18 kiddoes from age 10 months to 10 years. We came from all

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I live in a beautiful town. It's a town that people drive through on their way to the mountains by the thousands, especially in the summertime. The lake on Highway 34, leading to Rocky Mountain National Park and Estes Park, is one of the most intriguing sights in our town. People come out on vacation, drive by the lake, see the amazing view of the Rockies, go home, quit their jobs, and move

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I have been trying to get a post out for days now. The words just don't want to go from my brain to my fingers to you. I have lots to say, just no energy to put forth the effort. I wanted to share the family reunion with you, and I will do so soon. When my dear blogging friend, Diane, and others were talking on Facebook this week about leaving their kids at college, far away from home, I

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We headed to the other end of Boothbay Harbor for the rest of the afternoon. It was a much busier area than the beautiful spot in the previous post. But it was fun in a different way. We got in line at a very popular ice cream shop - I had THE best sugar free cone ever. I drool when I think of it. We were walking across the boardwalk by the water and saw chalkboard signs for whale watching

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Saturday morning dawned pleasantly cool and gorgeous. Maine is a beautiful place - so many trees, so many lakes - and the ocean to top it all off. I can't believe it's been two weeks already since we were there, and I am just now getting to Day 2. But so much has happened since then. After a good night's sleep, and much lower temps outside and in, we got to a slow start in the morning. We

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We set the alarm for 3:30 a.m. in order to get the car parked, the shuttle ride taken, and be on the plane by 6:00. We flew to Boston by way of Baltimore on Southwest - the best ticket price I could find. We got a nice new rental car, set the GPS to Kev and Angie's address, and headed north to Maine. We stopped for a sandwich at Subway along the way, arriving at their house around 6:00 p.m.

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So - I told you I'd be heading to Maine for a week. Been there done that, had a wonderful time. So much to share, so many fun things, so many pictures to show.One day at home to get ready for the next round - off to the Swanson family reunion tomorrow early afternoon. More fun to share, more stories, more pictures.Hopefully, by next Tuesday or Wednesday, I'll have time to post. I'm missing

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For 15 years I worked at Colorado State University as the Admission Coordinator for the Master of Social Work applicants. That was only part of my position, but the admission process took up the majority of my time from January through April. A huge part of that process was the calculation of grade point averages for each applicant. Some folks apply for graduate school having gone to only one

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Last week-end I attended one of the sweetest weddings ever - in a long line of weddings I have been to, or have been a part of. This one took place in the mountains at our denomination's campground. The bride and groom met when they were working at the camp - the groom's father is the director of the camp, so it was his home. This is the third romance of kids from our church who have spent

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There are many things going on in my mind these crazy days of summer - lazy and hazy, as the old song used to say, do not apply. For me, the 4th of July is the beginning of the downward slide back to school days and a bit of routine again. At least we can hope. Livi's been taking a reading class this summer, three days a week, for an hour. One day she brought home a book to read that

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Thanks to all of you who came over to celebrate my fifth blogging anniversary. You loyal friends make it all worthwhile to hang in and keep writing. And visiting you as well. It was rather like a family reunion, hearing from so many at once. Some I haven't seen in a long while. Many mentioned trying to write more often. That would be wonderful.The one really great thing about Facebook is

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It was June 20, 2006 that I published my first blog post. At that time, I had at least 11 family members who were blogging as well. Kristen was encouraging me to blog, but I thought it was a foolish waste of time. Then she introduced me to Diane from Partners in Prayer for Our Prodigals, telling me I had to read her posts, we had so much in common. We soon became kindred spirits. We have

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Well, actually, it's a review of the last couple of weeks -- we've had one really hot day, two or three perfect days, and several wet and cool days. Never a dull moment around here. The Big Thompson River is running really high and fast, but so far no flooding down here.I've actually been up to Estes Park twice this week - really quite hard to believe. The first time was with my two

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I know this is a rather frivolous blog topic, but it is a big part of my life. I was standing in the shower the other morning, working on controlling my crazy frizzy perm with some fairly pricey, very perfumed conditioner. I instantly got a headache. Perfume does this to me - a tight band feeling that squeezes the back of my head like a vice grip.I remember when it all started. I had caught

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It's been a wild and crazy spring - maybe one nice warm, sunny day per week, if we were lucky. Today it seemed to turn that corner into, maybe, summer. And a quick turn-around it's supposed to be. The problem with that is the too-fast melting of the huge amounts of snow in the mountains, which could potentially come rushing down and cause flooding down here in the foothills. The snow on

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Kevin and Angie will celebrate their 10th anniversary on September 1. They have been physically together for about 5 of those 10 anniversaries. It will be a great day. I was reminiscing about their wedding day as I drove down the street one day this past week. It was the culmination of several months of wrestling with the INS to get her fiance visa. When it was finally granted, they had 90

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I think of this wonderful little lady more often in spring and summer than other times of the year, primarily because of this little creature:The Mourning DoveWe have a lot of the cooing birds in our yard and neighborhood, and I never ever hear the soft, lovely sound without going back to my grandma's house and yard. My memories of her are so strong and so sweet.My dad's mom was a tiny little

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It's been a cold spring in the Rockies. We get occasional days of sunshine, but most of those were accompanied by wind. But the flowers are perking along and making life more enjoyable. I know I take pictures every year, but I just can't resist. The daffodils are especially great this year - many new varieties DC planted last fall.It's supposed to be very warm this next week - like our usual

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Many years ago, before we were even married, Dwight and I were the sponsors of the youth group in our church. One day we learned that a young preacher from New York was going to be in a small town in Eastern Colorado for a rally. His name was David Wilkerson and he had written a book called The Cross and the Switchblade, about a man named Nicky Cruz. David had left a very nice pastoral

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I have shared about my town and its love affair with bronze sculptures. We have a lovely park within walking distance of my house, where many sculptures live - some are beautiful, some are ugly (in the eye of this beholder), some are very realistic, and some are extremely abstract. Every August, the park turns into an outdoor exhibition hall, where people come from all over the world, some to

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Springtime in the Rockies - kind of a joke, kind of bi-polar, kind of a hoax. Every year I hope it will really be warm and beautiful, but every year the flowers faithfully come back, the birds sing, but the weather is very iffy. We usually get snow in March sometime, but this time it was April 13 -- the evening of the 12th, we were treated to a lovely, soaking rain, badly needed. In the

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I am fascinated by memory triggers, those things that bring the feelings back from a past trauma, insecurity, fear, or joy and happiness. There are places I drive by that bring back very bad times in my past. There are scents that carry me back to good and bad times. There are songs that transport me back to high school or college, or other times in my life. Kristen lives very near a high

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Grandpa had a chance to get involved in the Spring Break fun, too. There seems to be a pioneer theme going on. Last summer DC and I discovered Bobcat Ridge, and spent two beautiful evenings there, walking and taking pictures. I showed those pictures here. At that time, I took this picture of the entrance to the area.The place is maintained as a natural area and is used as an educational

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Spring Break is officially over. We had one really nice day, several mediocre weather days, and the rest were windy and yucky. But we did our best to have some fun. I seem to have forgotten a lot of what we did - what does that say?One day we went to the little museum downtown. I hadn't been there for a long time, the but girls had been there with their great aunt not long ago. They really

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This picture of my mom was taken in approximately 1959, when I was around 12. She would have been all of 30 years old. The picture accompanied a newspaper article in the local paper in International Falls, Minnesota. I'm not sure why she was chosen for this article, but there was most likely a series featuring local housewives with interesting recipes. I remember this little 8x8 pan Mom used

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Flat Princess has been missing from action for awhile, but she finally arrived at my house in good condition last week - crossing the ocean from England. I've been anxious to have her visit me, and we've been busy this week. If you would like to have her visit you next, please let me know so I can get her sent on to you.Our first adventure together was a good Monday morning work-out at the gym

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Katie and Emma have been happy nursery-goers at our church ever since they were two months old, when they were strong enough to be out of the house. We have a wonderful nursery attendant, Sandy, who has been a big part of the lives of all 4 of the girls. In fact, she speaks fondly of each of them when we talk, and says how hard it was when they moved up to the Pre-K Sunday School class. Sandy

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So - I had great big plans for yesterday. I was planning to start the 40 Bags in 40 Days Challenge, as described here: Clover Lane: One Week From Now: 40 Bags, 40 Days. This is something I've needed to do for a long time, but lacked the motivation. I was primed to begin de-cluttering the many messy areas of my house.But then - as so often happens to me, my plans took a turn. I should know

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There is nothing coming through the pipeline. In close to five years of blogging, there have been few times when I didn't have an idea summering on the back burner for the next post. I emptied my brain, seemingly, on the most recent episode of Random Ramblings.I suppose I could discuss at length the difficulty of maintaining the weight loss I worked so hard for a year ago now. Why is it so

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My friend, Becky, calls it a Brain Dump. I have always called it Random Ramblings. Whatever you may call it, it means that I don't have enough brain power going on to write a post on one subject that would make any sense. It's hard to put cogent ideas together when you have little ones around all the time. Also hard to get the checkbook balanced, the refrigerator cleaned, and the laundry kept

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This is corny, I know. But I got it in an e-mail, it made me laugh, so thought it might do the same for you --- 1. Why is the third hand on a watch

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Mommy couldn't, so I spent a lot of time celebrating Valentine's Day in school classrooms yesterday. It was fun. When I spend time in classrooms, without fail I come away thankful for teachers, and grateful that I'm not one any more. Both the girls have been blessed with wonderful teachers ever since they've been in school - yes, public school. Miss Feisty's teacher this year is a young mom

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Hebrews 12 1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.I've been thinking a lot lately about the saints who have gone to heaven from

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This was a quick trip, to say the least. Out on Friday, back home on Sunday. But we made the most of our Saturday. We headed in to Boston right after breakfast in the hotel.DC made a model of Old Ironsides, the USS Constitution, when he was a boy. We went to see it several years ago when we visited Kevin out there the first time, but it was Columbus Day and we soon discovered that they take

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Those of you who have been with me since I began blogging in June, 2006, have followed the saga of Kevin and his fight for his life against drug addiction. My first blogging buddy was Diane at Partners in Prayer for Our Prodigals. We bonded immediately over our prodigals. Kristen introduced us. Diane held a big blogging party to welcome Kevin home from his time at Teen Challenge. He and I

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It’s been a beautiful day in the neighborhood and we’ve been very busy. We dropped Mommy off at work and headed down to the gym. I love going to the gym for three reasons: It helps me keep the weight off that I lost last year. It gives me a chance for some “me” time as I read on the machines. It gives the girlies a chance to play with other kids and different toys.

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When we were kids we had to be creative in our gift giving because of lack of funds. I remember one year when Vicki and I were in junior high, when somehow we had a means of some income. We walked to town, in a much more innocent era, every Saturday to put a dollar down on the layaway of a quilted robe for Mom. We were so proud when she opened it on Christmas Eve. I wish I could find the picture

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I lived in Heber Springs, Arkansas from first grade through the middle of fifth, when we moved back to Minnesota, as far north as possible. My dad was the pastor of a very small church. He was bi-vocational, which is a fancy word for working like crazy on any job he could find to support his growing family of 4 children. The church was too small to pay a regular salary.Dad could fix anything

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So here it is the 12th of January already - Yikes! My brain is frozen with the crazy weather we're having (good excuse anyway, eh?) and I can't seem to think of much to share. Not to mention that my laptop is really being obstinate and I can't have it on my lap - it blips off the minute I move it. I know it needs another new power cord. The other problem is that the battery doesn't keep

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Three years ago at this moment, I was in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit with Katie and Emma, who were 1 hour and 5 minutes and one hour and 6 minutes old. They were hooked up to every imaginable machine. The nurses and doctors were rushing around ministering to all of their needs. They weighed 2 pounds 15 ounces and 3 pounds 5 ounces. They put oxygen on Emma, the smaller one, which she

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Christmas has come and gone. It was much smaller than usual for us, with so many out of town. I will share a few things next time.The day of the wedding arrived - an unusual day for a wedding, Monday. It had to do with the military schedule being followed by David and Kelsey.I had to rush around in the morning getting a haircut for Care Bear, which we should have done on Saturday. I decided

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I recuperated from the concert week-end in time to head into the wedding week-end - well, week-end plus Monday.David is my youngest brother's eldest son (from Oklahoma), who just graduated from West Point in May. Kelsey is a young woman he met at a conference on his campus. She had gone out from the University of Wyoming and their eyes locked across a crowded room, or some such romantic event.

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I just returned from the final concert - this one a mini version of the choir and the music, singing for the assisted living home where my MIL lives. It was a pleasure to sing for them. It was also the culmination of a very long, exhausting, but exhilirating week.Remember that show - "That Was The Week That Was"? I don't remember anything about it except the title. But I have just been

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I want to thank all of you for your prayers for me this week. They are helping me to calm down and let the words soak into my soul so they can come out of my mouth. I do agree with you that the inability to learn the words is directly related to the amount of "stuff" in my life right now - the hard drive is on overload. I read something the other day that I found interesting - "You have a lot

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I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update you on things around here - especially DC's post-surgery status. The surgery went very well, but was more than I knew it was going to be. He ended up staying two days and nights, which to me seems quite unusual these days. He went to my folks' place for the next three days for some quiet recuperation. My mom's super at this sort of thing - DC

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I've written at least twice before about my town and the fact that it is famous worldwide for Valentine remailing. We have been called the Sweetheart City and the Valentine Capital of the World. Interestingly, the name, Loveland, came about not for romantic reasons at all, but was named after the railroad tycoon who was responsible for the tracks going through the new town, aiding in its

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. . . I'm getting dizzy!Thanks to all of you who have prayed and cared for us over the last few days. DC's surgery went very well - I thought he'd be released by now, but not quite yet. He'll go to my parents' house for a few days for peaceful rest - not available here too much. My mom loves to be the halfway house from surgical procedures to home.Add in a funeral - they never come at

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I have been trying to do a post for days now. I hope I'll get it done someday soon. I miss coming to visit all of you, and hope I get caught up.Remember my word of the year last year? It was "flexibility." I need to make it my life word, I guess. One year wasn't enough. Two requests for prayer. DC is going in early Thursday morning for a bit of "plumbing" repair. He's really nervous about it.

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I started thinking about typewriters the other day - who knows why. I must have already been fascinated by the age of 2.When I was a freshman in junior high, I was attending a very large school in Minnesota. I was only there for that one year, then sophomore year in a really large high school, before moving to Nebraska and finishing my last two years in a very small school. One of my

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Thanks for going on vacation with us - it has been so much fun to re-live it with you, my friends. As Gigi said, it will be kind of sad when the journey is over. And now I have to try to think of new things to write about besides. The last day in Maine dawned bright and clear, after the two dreary, wet days. We decided to go back to Acadia National Park, specifically to Cadillac Mountain,

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You'll remember, from Part 1, that rain had messed with our plans to get out of the Boston airport in a rental car. We hoped the forecast would be wrong and there would be no rain the rest of the week. But, after our beautiful day in Acadia and Bar Harbor, Wednesday dawned rather dark and dreary. But it turned out to be a wonderful day of total relaxation and watching of the good movies MM and

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Once we were settled in the cottage, we headed to the coast to Bar Harbor (or Bah Hahbah, if you're a native speaker ;-)We looked out in the harbor and saw an enormous cruise ship. We have been on both sides of the cruise ship crowd in town. We were the crowd a few years ago. When we were in Hawaii the last time, we could see the ships from our Bed and Breakfast - and would decide NOT to

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Kevin was happy to join us for 4 days of R&R after his event planning experience. We headed for the home of my dear blogging friend, Midlife Mom. As she said in her post about our time together, "This is what blogging is all about."It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed exploring a bit of their beautiful property - - - We enjoyed meeting the horses . . . . . . and Kevin especially enjoyed an up

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We had an enjoyable, though very short, time with Groovy and her husband, and after a lovely breakfast, we headed for Leeds, Maine --As you can see, Leeds is a very old town. I'd love to know the history, because there is not much left but the golf course, at least that I could discern. The course is located on what used to be a large farm.The farmhouse is occupied, probably by someone who

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It was an interesting beginning for the vacation we had planned for and looked forward to for months. The flight from Denver to Detroit was find until for some reason it was a bit late in landing. The time allotted between the two flights left very little wiggle room - we literally walked from one plane right into the other, thankfully the gates being not too far apart.We were delighted to find

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I'm not supposed to have the twins during the day any more, based on Kristen's new schedule. Strangely, I find that I miss the little rascals! Kristen picked up yet another flu bug, so I've had them all week again. (BTW, she's much better and has them today). So yesterday I decided it was a good day to head north to the old work place for a little adventure. It is such fun to dress them up

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Wow, this week has flown and I see that it will take me a long time to catch up with all of the posts that I've missed! I hope I can get to them today. Today I am 63. How can it be? I know it's all relative - some of you will say that's still young. My mother-in-law is 93 in another few days and she keeps telling me how young I am. I tell her that it's just amazing to me that I'm this age as

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Thank you so much for all of your care and prayer. It is deeply felt and appreciated. It is such a privilege to "know" all of you. The road will be long and tiresome, but two good things have happened, and we know we'll persevere and make it through.The picture of the dahlia the other day didn't do it justice - it continued to get more beautiful, so I had to update you - My only rose bush

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The sun has risen on yet another chapter in our lives - not an easy one - again. I often read II Corinthians 1:3-4 (The Message) "All praise to the God and Father of our Master, Jesus the Messiah! Father of all mercy! God of all healing counsel! He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so

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I have written before of my love for camp. Don't confuse this with "camping", as in sleeping in a tent or trailer, cooking outside, and roughing it. I'm talking about church camp, where I went every summer from 3rd grade through high school. Then I was privileged to be a counselor when I was a teacher and had summers free. Then I sent my kids, and now my grandkids. At our beautiful

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Anybody who has experienced the birth of their first grandchild can feel the emotions in these pictures.She was born 3 weeks early, weighing 5 pounds 8 ounces. We were all there for the excitement. The nurses called her "Peanut." On my birthday that year, 25 days later, she felt like a very, very special gift.Great Grandpa loved holding her and playing with her.When she was only 20 months old

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Watched my poor hubby's face looking like he'd been in a boxing match from skin cancer surgery. It looked even worse the next day - eye almost swollen shut.Played "slide" and every other playground piece of equipment with the littles.Fed the twinnies their new favorite lunch - ham and cheese pinwheels.Hubby took himself to the emergency room (I couldn't go because the twins were sleeping soundly

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Have you ever seen a six generation picture before? I've seen many five and four, but this was a first for me - imagine the excitement in this family when the great-great-great grandma lived to see this amazing occurrence. (Sorry it scanned crooked!)For some reason I always like to keep you posted on what I'm reading - maybe because I just enjoy sharing good stuff I've found. I wish I

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Memorial Day - so long ago, it seems in some ways, but so quickly it has become the end of summer as we know it.School started yesterday - it seems impossible that the three months of summer vacation went so quickly. Feisty has a very nice new teacher, but she's having a hard time weaning herself away from kindergarten and the awesome teacher she had last year - the one who came and took her out

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Well, here in Northern Colorado, at our house, it has gone to lots of time with the girlies, for various reasons. Grandpa is a whiz at keeping the big girls busy and happy - his company closes for 3 weeks, and it has been good for us. School begins next Wednesday already, so I thought it would be fun to look back at the summer.I was blessed to have missed the one week that the temps were at the

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There is so much to catch up on and so many pictures to share - summer is almost over for all intents and purposes. The big girls go back to school in 10 more days. I can't believe it, though it will be a bit of a relief. They've enjoyed 6 Bible schools at that many churches, so that has helped immensely - and they have learned so much, made new friends, and enjoyed each one. I was thrilled

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I know what you're thinking! "What in the world is that??" And you have every right to surmise that I have lost my mind. Do you wash your rags that you use for nasty jobs like washing the floor, washing the car, changing the oil, etc. etc.? DC keeps a large supply in the basement and every once in awhile, he plops them in the laundry room for a fresh start. In these rags are old t-shirts, used up

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Took advantage of DC's birthday gift card from his employer for a free dinner.Wished I was in Brockton, Massachusetts to participate in commencement ceremony and service for Kevin's completion of his Teen Challenge program.Heard from missionary friends who surprised him with their presence at the ceremony - we were so appreciative that these folks, who live in Boston, took time from their busy

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GOAL!!

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Once upon a time there was a little town in Minnesota called Monticello (Monti to those who called it home). Monti was a lot like Mayberry. All of my grandparents lived there, one mile apart. One grandma was a little tiny Swedish farm wife. She worked hard inside and out. She baked yummy treats and always had them in the freezer, ready to pull out for afternoon "coffee" if someone dropped in

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When I was a little girl, I was thrilled to have two uncles, aunts, and 4 cousins serving as missionaries in Africa. It gave me great joy to share the things they brought us during "Show and Tell" in school. We only saw them every four years, and not often then, but it was a huge time of excitement for me. My brother, sister, and I used to play missionary in our back yard. We had a merry -

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I have so much to share with all of you, my friends. But, alas and alack, I don't think it's going to happen today! You know how it is when you get back from a trip - so much to do.The funeral was a celebration of a long life well lived. There were many there that I hadn't seen in years, so that was a blessing.I got to be with Diane Viere, Partners in Prayer for our Prodigals, so that was a

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I will be flying to Minneapolis in the morning (Wednesday). My uncle, who was a missionary in Africa for 42 years, is home with Jesus. His was a life well lived. I will write about him when I get back.Yes, it's sad, but at the same time I am rejoicing for him. He didn't know anyone at the end. He now knows where he is and he is known by his Father.I am looking forward to seeing my cousins,

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Ended a great VBS, working in the kitchen. Made about 250 snow cones during the week.Rode my bike to the gym, then worked out.Went to the recycle center with DC to off-load branches he had sawed off the big front yard tree.Picked some cherries from my sister's tree - first year it has had enough to pick. Hope to get at least one pie.Split a yummy Subway sandwich with DC.Finally succeeded in

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So does anybody's life resemble this song? Or the one by Nat King Cole - "Lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer"? I feel lazy, but that doesn't mean I can take it easy. Fortunately, I live in a dry climate, so the days aren't hazy. Crazy is the only word in this song that really applies to my life. As I said on Facebook recently (with apologies to those who have already read this), in the math of

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I just finished a post that has slowly come together - highlighted it to change the font and colors, etc - somehow I deleted it with the flick of a finger. I am beyond frustrated right now - will try to come back later and re-write. Am I the only one something so stupid has happened to?????

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At least I think it's really good news!! Kristen found her old blog, which she thought she'd lost forever, along with all the writing she did for that two years. She writes about that and about starting up again - she's going to write again. I am so excited. She needs that outlet - and I know you have missed her. She kept her newer blog name, so please go over to My Opening Windows and

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Recently DC and I took an early evening drive out west of our town. We had gone there a few days earlier, but forgot our cameras that time. We went the same time of the day to catch some of the scenes we were frustrated to miss when we foolishly left our cameras at home. Of course, it was a spur-of-the-moment drive the first time, so I guess we had a legitimate excuse.We meandered through some

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I decided to take this Show and Tell opportunity to share some new things I've acquired in the last few days.If you have followed my blog through any Christmas seasons, you know that I've recently begun collecting nativity sets. I can hardly wait to add this to the display next Christmas. But I love it so much I may just put it on display right now.Here is the story behind this new acquisition:

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A couple of weeks ago I discovered a new television station on our cable system, from a small town in Eastern Colorado. Somehow this station has gained access to some of my all time favorite drama shows from the past four decades. I have been recording way too many of them for future watching. Way too many! Dragnet, Emergency, Magnum P.I., Quincy, Ironside, Rockford Files, Simon and

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Four years ago I wrote this:"I have entered blogland with fear and trembling. Feisty is sitting on my lap and Care Bear is here too. I don't have time to think or write, but just wanted you all to know that Kristen has launched me. There have been so many great messages in the last two days that I feel I need to do some explanations. I will do that as time goes on. I just wanted you to

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"He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so that we can be there for that person just as God was there for us." II Corinthians 1:4 (The Message)I remember clearly when I discovered this verse and it became a beacon of light for me. There are times when I have said to God, "Okay, we've

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