Saturday, August 29, 2009

Broken Things to Mend...

I purchased a book written by Jeffrey R. Holland entitled "Broken Things to Mend". I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Jeffrey R. Holland is one of the 12 Apostles in the Church. He is one of my very favorite speakers. When I got an eMail from Deseret Book about this book I really wanted to read it. So for my birthday I purchased this little book. Tonight I couldn't get to sleep so I came downstairs to read a bit. I read the first chapter this afternoon and wished I had taken a pencil to mark favorite bits for future reference. Tonight I decided to read that chapter again and put my red pencil to use as I read. There is a poem at the end of this chapter that I just love. It is called "The Carpenter of Nazareth" and was written by George Blair. Keep in mind as you read that the title of this first chapter is "Broken Things to Mend". I felt I wanted to record this beautiful poem in this, my journal. I hope those who read it will appreciate the tender feelings expressed in this beautiful poem. Thank you George Blair for this inspiring bit of poetry.
The Carpenter of Nazareth by George Blair In Nazareth, the narrow road, That tires the feet and steals the breath, Passes the place where once abode The Carpenter of Nazareth. And up and down the dusty way The village folk would often wend; And on the bench, beside Him, lay Their broken things for Him to mend. The maiden with the doll she broke, The woman with the broken chair, The man with broken plough, or yoke, Said, “Can you mend it, Carpenter?” And each received the thing he sought, In yoke, or plough, or chair, or doll; The broken thing which each had brought Returned again a perfect whole. So, up the hill the long years through, With heavy step and wistful eye, The burdened souls their way pursue, Uttering each the plaintive cry: “O Carpenter of Nazareth, This heart, that’s broken past repair, This life, that’s shattered nigh to death, Oh, can You mend them, Carpenter?” And by His kind and ready hand, His own sweet life is woven through Our broken lives, until the stand A New Creation—“all things new.” “The shattered [substance] of [the] heart, Desire, ambition, hope, and faith, Mould Thou into the perfect part,
O, Carpenter of Nazareth!”

Thursday, August 27, 2009

A Sense of Sadieville...

In 1877 a black minister named Reverend W. H. Smith and a white land promoter named W. R. Hill founded Nicodemus, Kansas. They formed Nicodemus Township Company with five African Americans to create an all-black town for profit. They mainly recruited African Americans from Kentucky and Tennessee. In Sadieville is the Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church and the Rosenwald School. The school was built with money from the Rosenwald Fund, a chicago-based philanthropic foundation. By 1928, one in every five rural schools for blank students in the South was a Rosenwald school. This little school building in Sadieville and the Mt. Pleasant Baptist church in Sadieville are a part of this amazing history. The church in Nicodemus, Kansas has a brick in it that is labeled Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church for the church in Sadieville. This morning Cindy Foster, Sadieville City Clerk, and I walked to the Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church from the old train depot which is our city hall. The purpose of the walk was to get a picture of Cindy in front of this historic old frame church with her left hand held out. Cindy is working with a lady in Nicodemus, Kansas who is going to have her picture taken with her right hand held out by the church in Nicodemus. They will then meld the two pictures so that their hands are connected. Cindy told me they are in the process of making a documentary about the church in Nicodemus, Kansas and its connection to Sadieville may be brought up in the documentary. All of this is totally fascinating. Cindy is so dedicated that she and several citizens in Sadieville have formed the Friends of Sadieville Renaissance, Inc., a non-profit organization to help raise funds to restore and document Sadieville's history. As Cindy and I were walking back to the Depot after taking the pictures, we past a couple of the old buildings that are condemned and need to be torn down. We were discussing the lack of care given to some of the wonderful old structures and the possible history behind them. Cindy made the comment..."It is all the Lord's anyway." I said to Cindy, "And therefore we need to be good stewards of what he has given us." She agreed. I thought about that as I returned home to get those pictures off my camera and eMailed to Cindy. We should each take great care of whatever our little plot of this earth is that we have stewardship over. We should clean, tend, care, improve, enjoy and share all of this bounty. I saw someone throw a can out of a car window while driving down the Interstate the other day. How abominable that is. We have places at every freeway exit to stop and toss things in the trash. There is no excuse for this abuse of the beautiful earth in which we live. I just felt I needed to do this little soapbox thought today to help me remember what a beautiful world we have been given to live in. I want to remember to care and enjoy it as my Heavenly Father intended. I'm grateful for Claude who has spent countless back breaking hours improving our little bit of acreage. Now, I'm going to dust all 7 ceiling fans in my home to maintain this wonderful little home on our hill in Sadieville.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Knees & Feet...

Today I headed to Georgetown about 10:30am. I had a few errands to run before heading to the nursing home to visit mom. Just before I left my home, I received a phone call from our ward Relief Society president (women's organization at Church). She requested I take a picture of my mom and me while at the nursing home today. I tucked my trusty camera into my purse and headed out the door. As luck would have it when I got to the nursing home about 11:45am the missionaries were there visiting the residents. I asked one of them to take a picture of me and Mimi (my mom).
Papa arrived a not long after they brought Mimi's tray with her lunch. While we were starting to feed mom, Jeanne Watson and Jessica Wilde showed up with their camera. They took another picture of Papa, Mimi and me. Then we began to feed Mimi in earnest. Papa had a 12:45pm appointment with the Humana agent assigned to him and we needed to be to his apartment by that time. Today Mimi was a diligent little eater and really seemed to enjoy her meal. Papa has a plan that when we sing tomorrow he will have all the employees at the nursing home come in and sing a song with us at the end. Papa stood up to go and tell one of the employees about this plan of his. As he stood to leave Mimi reached out an grabbed his arm and indicated she didn't want him to leave. He turned around and lovingly assured her he wasn't going and he would be right back. I picked up on the feeding chores and we progressed with Mimi eating. Here's the "knee" part...When Papa came back and sat to Mimi's right he started to feed her. I looked at him and he had a huge grin on his face. With his eyes, he indicated for me to look down. I glanced down and right under the table our little Mimi had taken her right leg and placed it over Papa's left leg. Papa and I both chuckled at this action by Mimi. I'm not sure if she thought she was crossing her legs or what but she was just as casual and comfortable as she could be with Papa feeding her and her leg drapped over his and her hand clasped in front like she was about to say a prayer. A very cute picture. Papa and I hurried to his apartment and met the Humana Insurance agent. He is a very nice young fella and is totally concerned about the proper care being paid to these older people using Humana to manage their Medicare insurance needs. I learned so much from him today and really appreciated his care and concern. I now feel better able to assist Papa with this part of his life. One of the things we learned is that Humana has a mail-in prescription drug option and if Papa uses it he doesn't have to pay anything for 3 very expensive medications he takes regularly. Yippee!! After the Humana guy left, Papa and I got his program ready for the nursing home tomorrow. Then we headed to Arby's for lunch. Here is the "feet" part...After Arby's Papa drove and I showed him where the Pavilion is in Georgetown. This is a very nice facility with indoor exercise stuff. They have a wonderful swimming pool area, a very nice room with lots of treadmills and exercise equipment and a huge room with 2 basketball courts in it. Around the top of this room is a walking path. Papa likes to walk in the morning and in the evening in his neighborhood. He has a route worked out that is 1 mile long. He does this in about 20 minutes so our 81 year old fella is really booking when he does his walk. When it gets too hot or too cold, his walk becomes an issue. Since it is one form of exercise he can do and really enjoys, it is a loss when he can't do it. What we learned from the Humana guy today is that The Pavilion has an arrangement with Humana. They created a program called Silver Sneakers. All Papa has to do is go in and show his Humana insurance card and he has FREE access to any of the facility. The part he is most happy about is that walking path around top of the basketball courts. Now he can walk whenever he wants in whatever weather he wants. His eyes won't tear up in the cold and he want suffer from being over heated or too cold. It is also level so he can probably walk farther if he wants as opposed to the little bits of a hill in his neighborhood. So it was a good day with the Wabbits (my family nickname from our childhood). I've got some paperwork to get in order for tomorrow for the mail in prescriptions and the registration at the Pavilion, but we are on our way to better and less expensive health care for Papa.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Bit's & Pieces of Stuff...

Thursday, August 20th, I got an entire day at home. These don't happen very often and I enjoyed trying to stay productive and get things accomplished. I managed to get all washing and ironing for the week done. I usually do this on Monday but we were in La Grange. I got lots of things done on my computer for Relief Society and some things worked on for Christmas. I was able to go to bed at night knowing I did a good days work and earned that rest I might receive that night. Friday my day was split with home in the morning, Georgetown to visit Mimi in the afternoon and to pick up Papa's laundry, then back to Sadieville in the afternoon and evening. I finished Papa's laundry. Friday night was the next in this summers series of Sadieville Music Festival. It was karaoke again and hot dogs and hamburgers to eat. I'm continually amazed at the number of people who aspire to be Elvis Presley. Mind you, he was my age range and I think he had a wonderful voice, but I never developed that condition where you can't live without the King. This music festival we had our 2nd Elvis wanna-be. This one had a voice very similar to Elvis in his waning years. He had the moves with the hips and legs. And when he finished a song he always said, "Thank ya very much!!" It was a fun evening at the Waring Pavilion in Sadiville, listening to people try their performing skills and visiting with neighbors that were there also. Claude and I came home and had a root beer float for dessert, I crocheted and we watched a bit 'O TV before going to bed. It was a full and productive day. Saturday I wanted to go bowling. Claude and I are each really working the treadmill daily trying to get me back in shape after my 2 month hiatus earlier this year recuperating from surgery. So a little bowling exercise seemed like a good way to get some more exercise in a different way. We bowled 3 games and had a lot of fun. Again, we were the only bowlers in the alley. We each got some strikes and a couple of spares. This time we noticed that the scoreboard tells you how fast your bowling ball was going down the alley. I'm usually somewhere between 12 1/2 and 13 mph. Claude was more like 14 1/2 to 15+ mph. For the total points on the 3 games we had about 550 points. It was lots of fun and we'll be doing that more often. Claude was aware of a new BBQ place opening in town so we timed our trip so we could check out their opening event. We each had a pulled pork BBQ sandwich. There was a lady there selling fried green beans that you dip in ranch dressing. We had to try that for our side dish. The food was good and we both liked the fried green beans. Today Barbara Mason and I were to visit the Owingsville Ward in Owingsville, Kentucky. Papa has always wanted to travel with me and so I took him with us today. He totally enjoyed the ride and met and enjoyed the people. This is a really nice ward made up of farmers and college people and students. I just love visiting there. I checked on Mimi before coming home. Bless her heart, she was just getting so sleepy. Sometimes she will lower her head and cat nap for a minute or two and then wake up and visit. This time her head was falling to the table in front of her. I went to the nurses station and told them I was going to get her up and take her to her room. They had one of the aides help me get her up and she went off for a nap. Tonight I'm going to crochet and visit with my hubster and have a quiet evening at home so I'm ready for whatever this week sends my way.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week Claude had a Government & Local Issues Conference in Louisville. Since that is right next to LaGrange (sort of) I tagged along. Claude was at the conference during the day and spent the nights with the Marx's. I just stayed at the Marx's. However, this trip I forgot my camera. So I must begin this blog entry by thanking Andie for taking great pictures for us. Monday we met the Marx family at a park between their home and Louisville. It was a beautiful park with a clean stream running through it, a bridge over the stream, a nice picnic table under a pavillion and up the hill a lovely little playland area. This was Andie's Mom's Club playdate. Claude left me with Andie and the kids and headed into Louisville to the Galt House for his meetings. Hayden and Bailey were happy to see Ma so we headed across the bridge to watch the most beautiful dragonflies. These we called skeeter hawks when I was a kid. The dragonflies had iridescent bodies so sometimes they appeared a shiny green and sometimes a shiny blue color. But their wings were all very black. They were just striking in color and there were lots of them in the grasses and along the stream. We didn't ever catch one but we had fun trying. We joined the rest of the group at the picnic table for a quick bite of pizza before hitting the playground. I was amazed at how the mini-Marx's have learned to climb and pull themselves up on this equipment. This particular playground set was well equipped with bridges and walkways for the parents to be on to supervise the kidlings. Parents and grandparents really appreciate when these are a part of the playland construction. Then it was down to the picnic tables for a craft project. The kids were each given a pair of binoculars made out of toilet paper rolls and yarn. Then they were given stickers to decorate their binoculars. Next we took a hike to see what we could find with their binoculars. Back to the stream for the hike, over the bridge and down the grassy area along the stream. After the hike it was back to the picnic tables for popsicles, then a little balancing walk for Hayden and Bailey along the rock wall, then mom's started to take kids home for quiet times. We cleaned up the spot and were the final ones out of the parking lot. This was Jamison and Andie's time to host the playdate so it was their turn to leave last. At Andie's home the kids did quiet time, then we spent some time outside with bikes and sandbox and water table and wading pool time. Then a bite of dinner and off to bed for Hayden and Bailey. Michael was in Toronto so after Claude returned from his meetings we had adult swim with Andie, Claude and me. Tuesday Claude headed out to his meetings. We cut Andie's hair and Bailey's bangs in the morning. Then Hayden and Andie headed to the store for some errands, Bailey and I stayed and played. Hayden and Andie picked up Charlotte from pre-school and brought her back to the house in time for lunch. Then Hayden and Charlotte played until Jamison came to pick her up. It's fun to watch the little ones interacting with other kids. It is a process we learn and, as we get older, we forget we went through that to learn our people skills. This is part of the joy of watching little ones...remembering what all that learning process is like. Andie had a craft night with her friends Tuesday night. She and Jamison were going to teach them how to decorate cupcakes. Claude got home about 5pm. Bailey woke up from her nap. Hayden already snuck downstairs before his quiet time was finished. Claude and I bundled up Hayden and Bailey and were off to McDonald's for dinner. Our plan was to have dinner at McDonald's and then head to a nearby park, thus giving Andie a little time alone to prepare and meet and greet her guests. There was a playland at McDonald's and the kids were having so much fun and it was sooooo much cooler inside the air-conditioned McDonald's that we stayed and played there and never made it to the park. Bailey became acquainted with Ronald McDonald. Hayden found a friend and they were up and down and all over the tubing and slides. We did have one thing Grampa made a correction on. They gave him a girl and a boy toy in the kids Happy Meals. Bailey really wanted the car like Hayden's. She never threw a fit or even asked but you could tell she really liked the car better than the paperdolls. So while they were playing, Grampa quietly got up and got another Happy Meal with a boy toy in it. Fortunately, this car was different in color and style so they could each have a car and tell them apart easily.
Michael returned from Toronto and was at home when we returned from our outing. The kids were so happy to see daddy. We got them ready for bed, had a quick show, and then off to bed for the kids. Michael and Claude tried to watch TV but not much was on. I visited the ladies downstairs making cupcakes for a while but then headed up to the bedroom to work my Sudoku for a bit. Wednesday was just a talk by Coach Calipari (spelling??). Claude didn't feel a need to listen to that, so we plotted an outing to the Louisville Science Center. The Marx family has membership in this and Hayden LOVES to go there. We parked under the highway along the river. Just as we got there a tug boat pushing huge barges of coal was headed up the Ohio River, probably to Cincinnati. We paused to let the kids watch this process. I love tug boats. I think they are the unsung heros of the rivers and harbor areas. These tough little boats just are so strong and keep on keeping on doing the heavy pushing and moving in the waterways. It also amazes me that they can keep several barges going in the same direction on the rivers. Try putting a toy car behind several blocks lined up and then pushing that car and keeping the line of blocks all going the same direction. I'm sure they have them linked together somehow but it is still not an easy task and I'm sure it takes lots of skill. They kids really enjoyed watching this river transportation in operation.
Then we made the walk up the next block to the Science Center. The outside has lots of purple paint, I liked that part. They also have an enormous mirror on the wall before you enter the building. This mirror is made up of many tiles of mirror and is concave in appearance. We visited the sound area with a room full of drums, lots of things to watch sound waves and hear different kinds of sounds. Next we were off to check out the human body. We played with teeth. Weighed foods to see how many calories we had to burn for what we ate, watched how our bodies fight germs when we are stuck with a thorn or stung by a bug, checked out x-ray slides under a microscope, and lots of other things. There were bones to touch and move around, pictures of the inside of your body, stomachs and hearts and spines. It was all very interesting and kept the mini's moving as their attention would be caught by something and off they would go to see what it was.
We went through a portion that is about drinking and drugs. The thing that caught Hayden and Bailey's attention here was the bright yellow car that you could drive. They had a video in front that responded to how you drove the car. It could tell you what your blood/alcohol level would be by the way you drove. The kids really over-steered, being new to the driving process, and were fascinated by going over the cliff or hitting a tree or sign by the road.
Claude found a nice spot to sit and watch the weather.
There was a great table with toys that you connect and make all kinds of things. You are only limited by your imagination. I helped Hayden a little and then began going around the table taking apart things others had made and left and putting the pieces back into the bins for others to use. Claude and Andie just shook their heads. They saw it as cleaning up, I saw it as making it ready for others to find lots to play with. Hayden loves this part of the Science Center. Andie said Michael loves this part also.
Next to this room is a room with some dinosaur bones. There are also some stuffed animals. At the end by the windows are lots of tables with a book shelf. There is an little incline to get into and out of this room and Bailey loved running up and down it. Later, Bailey and Pa took some time to look at some of the books.
One area had lots of stuffed animals. There was a cave that kids could walk through with display cases in it of things you find underground. Outside was a tree with a telescope that you could look into and see what was in the top branches of the tree. As you turned the telescope around you could hear the sound of what you were seeing through it, like bees and birds, etc. The last place we went was the Kid's Zone. This is only for kids 7 years old and under and their parents. Hayden and I sat in a police car and he would work the flashing light at the top. We then found Claude and Andie in the comfortable seats while Bailey drove a bus. There was the inside of an ambulance. There was a shopping section with a cash register, play money and food. There was a pretend plane you could walk through. They had telephones that you could hear and talk in on different levels of the plane. There were lots of string of beads hanging from the ceiling at one point. They felt really cool to walk through and play with. Hayden played with the puppets and the puppet stage. There was a monitor that you could see yourself in as you played puppets. Claude took Hayden and then Bailey for a ride on the conveyor belt.
In the back of the Kid's Zone was a wonderful water table play area. They provide rain coats to protect the kids from getting wet. Even though Bailey wore a bright yellow one, she was still drenched by the time she was finished. The water table begins with a round table with a bubble like spray to keep it filled. This round part has plastic fish and sharks and boats. Claude showed Bailey that the bubble had no water under it and you could part it with your finger. She found her shark for the rest of the play time and toted it with her all through the water area. After the round water table there is a slanted trough to a lower area. This slanted part has places to put squares of wood or foam to direct the water different ways. At the bottom of the slant is another rounded area with lots of water spouts. In the room is a shelf full of PVC pipe in different shapes and sizes. The kids can attach these to the hoses and spouts to see what they can make and direct the water different ways. Then the water continues in a trough that lines the walls in the back of the room. There are all kinds of pipes and taps to change the flow and amount of water coming out into the trough. Along the last wall is another trough coming into the back of the room. It has 2 lanes it in that you could actually have boat races in. You can set the level of water coming out of the tap at the end. It is a great place for kids to play in the water but you should really bring a change of clothes because they can still get wet.
After playing in the water there are air hand dryers that the kids tried to dry off in a bit. Hayden was trying to get his shirt dry. Bailey was just wet all down the side where the water ran into her raincoat and down her side and pants.
There was a craft project in the Kid's Zone. The lady was trying to keep things in a certain order and was not very flexible with Bailey. Bailey was just faster than her when it came to picking out a color for her picture and picking the next picture she wanted to color. This poor lady wanted to give detailed instruction to a 2 year old. Not gonna happen folks! But Bailey had a good time. Hayden had Claude in a rocking chair reading a book.
We then headed to Subway for lunch. Subway is right next door and we were all very ready to have a bite to eat. This particular Subway is air conditioned at a really cold level. By the time Bailey got through eating she was just shivering. We got Bailey and Hayden each a bag of chips. Bailey LOVES, I mean really, really loves chips. She was so cute just shivering and not stopping eaching every one of those chips. She is definitely a dedicated chip eater.
Then we headed back to the cars and the Marx's headed to LaGrange and Claude and I headed to Georgetown so I could sing with Papa at the nursing home before going back to Sadieville.
It was delightful 3 days. Thank you Marx's for a great visit!!!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

And the Beat Goes On...(I did love Sonny and Cher!)...

Lest one think that music comes to my children from only one grandfather...I give you Evan the Music Man. My father-in-law passed away several years ago but he had a beautiful singing voice and his musical instrument was the saw. This is a picture of him in his living room in Thatcher, Utah playing his saw. I believe this precious instrument was passed to Jake.
Evan and Bonnie both sang a lot together. They have a piano in their home still and at one point Bonnie had an organ in the living room as well. Their 6 kids all did something with music to varying degrees. So there you have it, my kids came by any musical interest and talent because both parents came with music in their veins from their parents who sang, played, and truly enjoyed all kinds of music.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

A Puzzling Thought...

Just about every morning I awake and head to my sewing/craft/computer room in the basement. I check my eMails, read the blog entries made since the day before and then enjoying making the daily jigsaw puzzle that comes on my AT&T/Yahoo main page. I'm a compulsive person when it comes to jigsaw puzzles. I make one physical one each year at Christmas. I try to find a really hard one and just work at it until it is finished. I was so happy when they added this feature to what was the old Bellsouth main page. This allowed me to make a littler puzzle each day. When you finish making the puzzle the name of what the picture is about is displayed over the picture. Usually you can guess what you are working one as the puzzle progresses. Today I was pretty sure it was a big oil storage container. Sure enough as I got closer I was positive that was what it was. When I finished I looked at the name they gave it. I found myself alone and laughing out loud when I read, "Who really wants a photo of this?"

Papa Like You've Never Seen Him...

After I sang with Papa yesterday, I sat with Mimi. While she and I were having our pretend conversation, I looked up to find Papa getting ready to sing his next number. He wrote a song about the 'angels' at the nursing home that care for Mimi and the others. I don't ever in my entire life remember seeing this on Papa. He had this metal holder for his harmonica that rests around his neck. He had his guitar on. He sang a verse to this song while playing the guitar. Then he would play a 'turnaround' as he calls it (a bit of music between verses) with the guitar and the harmonica at the same time. I sat there amazed. Papa is always talking about not being able to multi-task anymore. Now folks, if this isn't multi-tasking, I assure you I do not know what is. When it was all over, I felt like I should have gotten a paper cup and put a dollar in it and sat it on the floor in front of him. He did a very nice job of singing, playing guitar and harmonica at once. Way to go Papa!!

Mimi-ism...

Yesterday, after singing with Papa, I was sitting back with Mimi while Papa played some numbers on his mandolin. I was trying to visit with mom a little bit. She mumbled several undistinguishable things. After a bit she looked at me and said, "You can scratch my back." It is so seldom now that we get a coherant thought that it took me by surprise. I said, "I can surely do that for you." Then I scratched her back for a bit and she just grinned. You just never know with Alzheimer's. Once in a while you get a very lucid thought and it just makes the day great!

From the Ridiculous to the Ridiculouser...

I know it should be 'from the sublime to the ridiculous' but these two stories really are both the ridiculous. Story #1: When Papa had his surgery to remove the skin cancer that was growing in his ear, I took him to the hospital. It was out-patient surgery but they were giving him medication that would impair his ability to drive. We got there on time and waited in the waiting room. They called him back to prep. Once they had him settled into the bed waiting for his turn in surgery, they called me back and visited with me. I talked with the anesthesiologist (spelling?) and the doctor and the nurses. Then they wheeled him out for surgery and I went back to the waiting room. When surgery was finished, they called me back to visit with Dr. Shashy who performed the surgery. He explained exactly what he had done and answered my questions about Papa's care after the surgery. I then waited in the waiting room for a bit longer until Papa was awake enough for me to take him home. One week later Papa went back to Dr. Shashy and to have the stitches removed and be sure he was healing properly. Papa went to this appointment alone. Dr. Shashy greeted him and asked where his 'wife' was. Papa looked at him and said, "In the nursing home?" Dr. Shashy was obviously confused by that answer and said, "Who was that with you last week at your surgery?" Papa grinned and said, "That was my oldest daughter." Dr. Shashy was a bit embarrased. I'm a bit amused when Papa shares the story with me. Story #2: Yesterday I went into Georgetown to sing with Papa at the nursing home. I went a few minutes early because I needed a few things to continue getting ready for a Relief Society Leadership Meeting in October. I needed 3 things, one of which was more rubber cement. I quickly gathered my 3 items and headed for the check-out counter. As the lady scanned my items, I was rummaging through my purse for my wallet. Then I heard the lady actually ask me, "Are you over 18 years of age?" I looked up in surprise and as I looked up my eyes caught the display that shows the total you owe. It really had the questions about age on it and a place to answer yes or no. I looked at the nice lady and said, "Look at these gray hairs and tell me what you really think?" She said, "I have to ask." Then my mind raced through what I had purchased and it dawned on me it was the rubber cement. I asked if that was why the question and she assured me they can't sell rubber cement to anyone 18 and under. She has a LIST of things they can't sell to anyone 18 and under. One is those cans of compressed air you clean out computers with. OH...MY...GOODNESS!!! So, I was carded yesterday to be sure I was over 18 years of age and a month ago I was thought to be my father's wife. Is this not a whacky world sometimes???

Saturday, August 8, 2009

My Michigan Munckins...

This week I was able to visit with all my Michigan grandmonsters via telephone. Katelyn called and we talked for a long time. She is working on goal setting and had some questions. She is such a sweetheart and I'm very proud of her for working so diligently on this process. It is always a pleasure when she calls and wants to visit for a while. Today I called Paul and Aubrey. I just had these two cherubs playing around in my head and heart and needed to hear their voices. I spoke with Paul first. He had cleaned to dog pen and managed to cut his leg in the process. He was telling me its size and location on his leg. I asked if he needed stitches and he assured me his leg was too tough for that. He's such a guy!! Paul has some talent at drawing and we talked about some books I saw a Michael's that might be fun to help him learn some techniques. He has a few more weeks before school starts and he is going to enjoy them. Miss Aubrey Anne was helping her mom fix dinner. Now that brings pleasant image to a gramma mind who lives far away. She also told me Katelyn shared her Twilight book with her. Aubrey was hooked on it and read it in 5 days. I was so happy that she is reading and sharing an interest with her big sister. Aubrey now wants to tackle New Moon. Andie and family gave us a little album today of some of the pictures we took during Camp Christensen. It was really good to come home and look through them and remember all the fun the 4 youngest grandmonsters had with each other during Camp Christensen. I loved having Katelyn here in April during her spring break. I don't get to blog about our Michigan contingent because we don't see each other as frequently but I just love them as much and was really grateful to get to visit and catch up with these bunchkins. I do love being a gramma!!!

You say 'Sa-Lay-Toe', I Say 'Sa-Lah-Toe'...

Some time back Claude attended a meeting held at the Salato Wildlife Center in Frankfort, Kentucky. He came home and told me what a beautiful place it was and that we should take grandmonsters there some time. Well...today was the time.
The center opens at 10am. Claude and I drove and parked in the lot by 10am. Andie and the mini-Marx's joined us shortly thereafter. Michael was at a soccer training thing all day and couldn't join us this time.
The Salato Wildlife Center is run by Kentucky Fish and Wildlife Resources. The huge campus is set right in a residential area along Hwy. 60. It is actually a training facility as well as corporate type offices. When you enter from the highway you drive down an LONG road. On either side are buildings for offices and training. They are all different sizes and shapes and you begin to wonder if you will ever get to the Salato Wildlife Center. But there are signs pointing to keep you going down this road. At the end of it is the Center. There is a nice sized building, a medium sized parking lot, and a huge grassy area with trees and picnic tables.
When you enter the Center there is a reception desk to answer your questions and get you started on what you want to see. There is an nice exhibit right by this reception desk with some of the Kentucky wildlife displayed. It looks kind of sparse with only 3 animals large enough to notice quickly. But when you stand and look you find birds, lizards, frogs and other animals tucked in and around things. It was fun to stand there with Hayden and Bailey and find things. Almost like 'Where's Waldo' with Kentucky wildlife. Bailey kept calling anything with a snakelike body a snake. I called a lizard like creature with spots and lizard and she looked at me and said, "That's not a yizard, it's a 'nake." I explained that lizards have legs and feet and snake do not. Then she looked again and began to agree. I just loved hearing her say 'yizard' and 'nake'.
Then you enter a hallway that is fairly wide. On the left side is a glass wall so that you can see a garden/pond area with native flowers. It is made to attract butterflies and birds. In front on the glass wall is a table with wooden birdhouses and pictures of animals. You are to find which animal would live in which kind of house. On the right side of this hallway was a banquet table with some living animals that the kids could see and touch as the park rangers took them out. There was a display of Native Americans that lived in the area many years ago. There were also doors that led into large classroom for meeting and training purposes. Overhead were large wild turkeys with their wings open like they were flying. At the end of the hallway was a black bear standing on his hind legs and the tree trunk in front of him had a slot that you could put a contribution in.
The mini-Marx's loved this hallway. Pa (Claude) held each of them up and let them put money in to feed the bear (make a donation). Hayden was fascinated with the big turkeys. At one point they took out the tiny snake and Hayden touched it. Bailey said, "I not touching that 'nake!' They also took out a little box turtle and he just walked all around on the floor. The kids could touch it also. There was a lizard in a plexiglass container and they just watched it through the plexiglass.
The next room was huge and divided by display aquariums, and diaramas (spelling??). In here they kids again got to pet a much larger snake wrapped around a man's arm. They felt the pelts of wild animals and held their skulls. Pa held them up so they could look at the venomous snakes in their displays. They measured themselves against a very large fish with a pointed nose (like a Marlin). Bailey found a Bambi look alike (she is REALLY into Bambi right now). Pa held them up to observe the beehive with the pipe through the wall so the bees could come and go to the hive through the wall. (We were grateful for a strong Pa to do a lot of lifting of short people this time.) One aquarium has a row of fish lined up side-by-side (there were at least 8 of them) looking our of the aquarium at Hayden. There were wild turkey feather fans to play with. There was an elk hoof, jawbone, skull and antler to pick up an touch. Hayden found a kid-sized reading table with a book about turtles and brought it to me. There was one aquarium with an enormous Alligator Snapping Turtle in it. These are rare in Kentucky but do exist. One diarama had an elk and a white tailed deer in it along with otters and other animals. Hayden found a stuffed Golden Eagle named RJ and pressed the button to hear what they had to say about him. The aquarium full of turtles was especially fun for me. On a table with the animal pelts was a glass jar. In this jar was 'skat'. This is another name for deer poo. Hayden was fascinated with this and took the jar to show it to Bailey so she didn't miss out on seeing it. We spent a lot of time in this room.
Then we headed outside to see the outside exhibits. The receptionist had given us a map and Andie was our guide along with Claude sharing what he learned on his previous visit.
Hayden, with his super-powers of observation, noticed first of any of us that there were footprints in the concrete at the entry to the Butterfly Amphitheater. Andie pulled out the binoculars she brought for the kids and they examined these footprints very carefully.
Then we visited the American Bald Eagle exhibit. Out front of it was a sculpture out of all kinds of metal parts that formed an eagle. Inside was one beautiful, huge, full-grown bald eagle. He sat patiently on the limb in his habitat and watched us watch him. Very regal animal. Miss Bailey again pulled out her 'noculars' to see this majestic bird. The eagle turned his head as if to try and figure out who this very interesting creature was that came to visit him.
Next was the black bear habitat. This is a beautiful enclosure with a stream and pond, trees for the bear to climb, lots of grassy areas. Outside and in front was a big metal bear trap. There was a set of stairs to the observation deck. Under the deck was a bench and a glass window. You could view the area either way. At one end of the deck was a bear paw print out of plaster. Hayden put his hand on top to see how big that paw print was compared to his hand. There was one black bear in the corner cleaning himself and taking it easy.
Then we made our way to the bison/elk habitat. Again we had a nice observation platform to find the animals. This platform even had one of those big binocular like things you usually pay to look through. This one was free. One bison was rolling in the dirt. The elk were gathered under trees to get out of the 92 degree weather we had today. One bull elk had an enormous set of antlers that looked really soft and furry.
Then the mini-Marx's led us down the path to a dirt path through the high growth of grasses and wild flowers. This growth was as tall as me and it was fun to walk through the dirt path between all that growth. The dirt path led to the Dragonfly Marsh. When I was a kid we called a dragonfly a skeeter-hawk because they ate mosquitos. This was a nice marshy pond with a dock into it along one edge. They only had one rope to mark the edge of the dock and I felt sure we were going to lose one of the kids over the edge and into the marsh. We were grateful when they were ready to hike on down the path.
Next we found a stream flowing from a waterfall. This was a man-made waterfall but it was really well done and great fun for the kids. You could walk behind the waterfall and then look back through an opening behind the waterfall. They had constructed a glass wall on the other side behind the waterfall so that you could see all the real fish in the pond. This was a particularly beautiful spot.
Then it was off to find the bobcats. They also had a great habitat with a marshy water feature (it even had a real bullfrog hopping around in it). There were lots of trees and bushes native to Kentucky. We found 2 bobcats napping, one at either end of the habitat. There was also a wooden overlook to see everything from.
A nice park ranger lady came to tell us they were going to bring out an owl and have a talk about owls. We hurried back to the Butterfly Amphitheater and looked at the park ranger hold the owl. Then we determined we should get the mini-Marx's and the older folks back into the air-conditioning. So we headed back inside and roamed around the interior exhibits again.
Before heading out to the car, I found post cards with pictures of all kinds of foot prints of Kentucky animals. Along one side of the card was a ruler. The idea was to take the card with you when hiking in the woods and identify what animal tracks you found. Then you could use the ruler to measure. The inch measurement of an animals footprint was written with the picture of the print and the name of the animal.
Now one of the things we wanted to do was show the kids buffalo (bison) and then take them about 20 miles closer to their home to Buffalo Crossing to eat a buffalo burger. Claude and I had been to this place before and they kept (notice I'm using past tense here...) a herd of buffalo raised to sell buffalo meat. They had a nice selection of other animals. You could buy a ticket and walk through all the animal exhibits and also see the buffalo herd. We caravaned to the location and found what had been Buffalo Crossing. Then we had to explain to Hayden we were not going to get to eat a buffalo burger today. Enter 'plan B'. How about Taco Bell??? Back to Shelbyville we caravaned and had a wonderful lunch at Taco Bell instead of buffalo burgers.
Now Bailey entertained us here. She was sure the little packets full of taco sauce (mild mind you) were packets of ketchup. She started into a chorus of 'Open please, open please, open please, etc.' She wanted to open them and squeeze out the ketchup and eat it. Andie assured her it was for putting on your food and not for eating like that. She also tried to explain it was NOT ketchup but taco sauce. Andie finally squeezed some onto Bailey's taco paper and Bailey dipped her crunchy cinnamon stick dessert things in it and ate it quite happily. Hayden was greatly amused with the sunglasses that came in their kids meals.
After lunch it was time to part ways. The Marx mobile headed home to LaGrange and the Christensen Jeep headed back to Sadieville. What a nice day.
Oh, by the way, you pronounce it Sa-Lay-Toe!!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The World Thru the Eyes of a 4 Year Old

Hayden wanted to take pictures with my camera when they were here last weekend. I'm going to print them and make him an album of what he has taken. I did this for Katelyn when she was little also. Here are a few for your enjoyment: Papa, Tiny and Papa's feet...
We have had sooooo much rain this summer that we have mushrooms growing in the bourbon barrel planters.
This is Bailey...

Happy Birthday to ME!!!

Last Thursday was my birthday. Haven't had time to sit and blog. Yesterday afternoon though I finished editing the pictures Andie and I took. Today I'll finally get the blog entry.
I had a perfectly wonderful birthday. I spent the morning doing things I wanted and needed to get done. Claude and I spent the middle part of the day canning tomatoes (salsa and whole tomatoes). We canned 14 pints. This always feels so good to add to the food storage from our own efforts. We can taste some great soups that Claude makes this winter with those tomatoes added in to the soup. Then we cleaned up and went into Georgetown for a nice dinner. Nissa and family called to sing me "Happy Birthday". It was fun to have Todd added to that mix of Michigan voices. Later Jake called and sang the first line of "Happy Birthday". I assured him he needed to finish the song. Jake has such a lovely voice and I always want to get every note I can out of him. Then he and I had a great conversation. Andie and Hayden had been having conversations about Ma's birthday. Hayden was sure I needed more trains. Andie found another teaching moment opportunity and asked Hayden, "Do you think Ma plays with the trains when you are not at her house?" Hayden had to honestly reply, "No." Then Andie explained to him that when you give a present it should be something the person will enjoy and not what you want them to have so you can play with it when you visit. (I assured Andie that Gramma toys are always acceptable gifts. But she really wanted him to learn this principle of giving.)
Hayden processed all of this to try and think of what kind of gift would be just right for Ma. Then he came up with his idea. Ma needed a mug. Not just any mug, a special mug, one that she would only use on special occasions, not every day, just special occasions. (Andie made a special plate in a ceramics class that is only used for the person whose birthday it is for their piece of cake. We think this is what he used as a source for his gift idea.) So Andie bundles up the mini-Marx's and heads to Michael's. They find a kit with 2 ceramic mugs and permanent markers and purchase that for Ma's birthday present. Then in a phone conversation with Hayden, he tells me about this mug and that it is a secret...hmmmm...we may need to work on secrets next...or do we want to encourage that!!! He assured me it was a special mug to use on special occasions, not just every day, just for special occasions.
Now Andie had been fighting a cold. She was really worn out but Hayden was sure he had to be here on my birthday and give me my mug and be sure I had a 'special' birthday. I talked with Hayden and told him I was older (now I'm officially 59) and that it was okay if we did my birthday on a different day. But he was full of giving and providing this 'special' birthday. Andie did not want to squelch her great teaching moment so, after the kids final gymnastics lesson, they headed from Louisville to Sadieville. They brought 4 little individual chocolate cakes, Claude and I had vanilla ice cream. Hayden made sure I covered my eyes so they could give me my 'surprise'.
Hayden and Bailey gave me my presents and helped me open them. In addition to the mugs, they found a bees wax candle of the praying hands. The story behind the praying hands is one of my favorite stories and I was very happy to get this added gift.
We had ice cream and cake and then Hayden snuggled in for a HUGE hug. He looked up at me and said, "Have you ever felt so special?" My heart melted and I assured him I never had felt so special. What a truly nice birthday.
We had a great visit with the mini-Marx's. They spent Thursday night and left Friday early evening. Friday we built bridges out of pillows, the love seat and the coffee table.
We invited Papa over to watch the kids play in the morning. He stayed until time to go feed Mimi. He truly enjoys watching these grandmonsters play. Tiny loves the attention although she does get jealous of the kids sometimes. Claude had a meeting in Lexington all morning but was back in time to fix us sloppy joes for lunch. We played on the patio with ice cubes and little whisk brooms. Hayden tried his hand at using my camera (I'll put that in the next blog entry). The kids colored on the mugs for me. We played trains and Play-doh. Bailey got a nap and so did Andie. Hayden played in the big whirlpool tub. We just filled the day with fun things.
After nap time it was time to pack up and the Marx's needed to head back to LaGrange. But first we had one more thing to accomplish.
Hayden has a new found love for all things truck. Michael purchased the kids a little video that has 2 parts. One is 'monster trucks' and the other is 'trucks'. Hayden loves this video and has developed a keen interest in trucks. He points them out when you go down the highway telling you what kind of truck it is. Once when Claude and I were sitting at the Pilot truck stop in the parking lot overlooking the highway eating our dinner and watching the traffic, Claude said, "We should bring Hayden here sometime and let him watch the trucks." The idea was born and this was the day to make it happen.
Andie and I drove in her car with the mini-Marx's. Claude took his Jeep and headed to the Wendy's drive thru that is part of this particular Pilot truck stop. He got Frosty's for everyone. We met at the curb where Pilot has a grassy hill and some great trees. I pulled out the blanket and covered the ground under the trees and we sat and ate Frosty's in the open air. Every few seconds Hayden would yell, "Look, look over there. A truck! Look!" Now if you know that on the other side of I-75 is another Pilot truck stop you will know there a LOTS and LOTS of trucks moving around here. When you sit on this little hill under the tree, you have a good view of the gas pumps for the trucks and the scale they can weigh themselves on. Hayden really enjoyed seeing all kinds of trucks carrying all kinds of loads. After we finished our Frosty's and Andie wiped the kids down, Andie and Hayden took a little walk around the edge of the truck area. He climbed a hill of dirt and they checked out the scale and the gas pump area and the big garages for fixing trucks. Hayden really enjoyed his visit with the truck stop.
Bailey was able to con Claude into walking down the grassy part of the hill. The big Pilot sign is there and a huge concrete base for the lid to the water meter. Bailey climbed on top or Claude put her there, not sure which, and then we turned to find them having a pointing match with each other. He would point to her chest and say something, she would look at him and say something, back and forth they went with neither backing down. Andie got this cute picture of the dialogue going on. Later Claude explained that he was saying, "You're a pest." and Bailey was pointing back at him and saying, "No, I'm Bailey!!"
We ended out truck visit with a few more waving at the trucks on the street coming into and leaving the truck stop. One even blew his horn at Hayden. We found a tree with lots of little, tiny baby acorns growing on it's limbs. Hayden and Bailey loved jumping up trying to catch a limb. Bailey managed to corral or Pa again. She is in control when it comes to Claude.
The Marx's then headed to LaGrange and Claude and I headed back up I-75 to Sadieville. Yep, I had a most "special" birthday.