Friday, January 21, 2011

Camping and Skiing

Right after all the kids left with their parents Kellie, Joshua and Baxter headed out for Camp A...Camp Alexander. This is located at 11 Mile Reservoir. The Boy Scouts of Troop 2 located here in town invited Webelos II for a Video Campout. This weekend is for one night campers or two night campers. My family will stay tonight and be home around noon tomorrow. Baxter plays in a hockey game on Saturday afternoon. Joshua is going to rest in the afternoon. Late Saturday afternoon Joshua, Baxter, Baxter's Dad, another kid's Dad and two other boys are going skiing at Keystone. They will spend Saturday night playing around probably. Skiing all day Sunday will be fun for all, but you can bet everyone will be exhausted Sunday night. Joshua and Baxter are best friends. Baxter spends a lot of time at our home. Has his own drawer, his own bed, hygiene stuff and yes, I wash/dry his laundry if needed. He has wonderful parents. We are glad to call them our friends. Joshua and Baxter do not share all the same interests. We think this is good...makes a great balance.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Think about it...

When I was in junior high (I guess it is called middle school now)I kept a diary. This diary has long since been lost or thrown away. I remember the cover was either brown or red. The size was the same size as the small address books that fit into a bag or purse. I can still visualize my handwriting describing my day at school doing cheers, talking with my friends or the boy I had a crush on.

Has anyone ever asked you - "If you could do one thing over again, what would it be?" I would have kept a journal of my life. I am not a legend, except in my own mind. I am not anyone famous. One of the items I made is a horse blanket for the United State Border Patrol. If you ever see a Border Patrol person on horseback, the blanket on the horse was first made by me. My husband (R.I.P.) suggested placement of the letters. Of course, no one knows I made it but a handful if people.

From time to time I will see something that will remind me of my childhood. Or perhaps it will trigger of memory of something that happened to both or one of my wonderful children. There have been times (okay a lot of times) that I will mention one of these vivid memories to my youngest grandsons. I will start the story and he will finish it. Then I know that I've told this story toooooo many times. He will usually smile at the end of him finishing the story. At least he remembers it and maybe when he is my age, he will still remember it. n Maybe he will want to visit the location of said story. He has already suggested that we climb down the creek walls (some are concrete, some are brick)on Ruxton Avenue and wade in the creek (Fountain Creek)all the way to Manitou Avenue. This particular creek gets a little deep in places, goes underneath houses, store and apartments. He is now ten years old and in fifth grade. I believe I was younger when I did the creek thing. And I took my younger brother along with me. Now I am really trying to remember exactly what age I was. I know we had a Princess phone (it was the new phone and was powder blue). I remember calling my cousin in Kansas to tell her about it. She acted like it wasn't a big thing, but it truly was. Wow, really got off the subject. Okay, I might have been my grandson's age.

Another memory just came into my mind - this happened while we lived in the Ruxton Avenue house. Spudnik was orbiting the earth and the news told everyone what time you could actually see it in the sky. We went outside to the sidewalk that was on the side of the house and laid there waiting for it to pass. My older brother told me to sit up, but I laid on the steps and the sidewalk. I still remember seeing it. I don't remember Daddy being outside with us, but Mother was there. Maybe he was in another part of yard.

Have you ever tied a string around your loose tooth and then tied the other end on the door knob and then closed the door. I had a loose tooth in the second grade and my older brother told me he knew of a way to pull it out in a hurry. Let your imagine wander a little.

Sunday, January 16, 2011


I know I said that I would update more often. I apologize that I haven't. Okay, here is an update. Scouting, Scouting, Scouting - This keeps us pretty busy. Love Scouts, but a break is a good thing now and then. This 'break' happened when Joshua had Christmas vacation from school. Oh, maybe that wasn't politically correct. Our school district calls it Winter break. Part of our family came to our home for Christmas dinner. My son, Robbie stayed in Texas. Older brother and wife went to Alaska to visit his daughter. My Sister stayed in the Denver area. Younger brother, wife and her Father came here. Mom and her husband came here. Nieces and nephews entertained at their respective homes. Everyone had a terrific time. We had a mini concert in our living room with Joshua, my grandson, playing his guitar and singing. My Mother thinks the sun rises for this child. And in turn, Joshua thinks Grandma June hung the moon. He sang Felix Navidad for her. Don't know if Mother understood every word, but she loved it! Joshua is really getting good at playing his guitar. Actually, he has two of them. One that we purchased for him (acoustic) and an electric guitar that was a gift from his instructor. His instructor also gave him his amplifier. It was such a surprise for Joshua! He absolutely loves it.

This year Kellie and I made a list and pretty much stuck to it. We have a family care center in our home. All gifts for the children were done probably the first week in December. We also baked for the parents. It was our turn to provide refreshments for the Scouts at the pack meeting in December. We made punch (you know - the sherbet with seven-up mix) at the meeting. Our kitchen turned into cupcake heaven for two days baking all the cupcakes for gifts and the Scout meeting.

For years I used to be terribly stressed around the holidays. I would stay up late baking. I felt that everything had to be perfect and pretty. I would buy brown craft/wrapping paper and hand stamp (designs) every gift that was wrapped. Some of you might be thinking 'ugh brown paper'. I read somewhere that this used to be the way people wrapped. I guess the old fashioned way. Not because people were poor, but that it added the personal touch. I would buy the wire ribbon (that stuff is expensive)for the gifts and viola! Every bow had to have the right number of crimps and curves. Everyone loved the gifts (inside and outside). Reviewing this paragraph I feel I sound like Martha Stewart. I haven't watched her for years. Anyway, that is not how it is now. I still love gift wrap, but it is not expensive. Sometimes I wrap in ribbon. I do love ribbon. Gift bags are great. We buy throughout the year and have a closet stashed with gifts for the children. I crochet items and give those also. Holidays are much better and simplier. LOVE IT!

Okay, the family is up for the day. We started painting yesterday. The kitchen is no longer an ecru, eggshell of off white color. It is Perennial Gold. Absolutely beautiful. This color is also going on both walls leading to the downstairs level and will be on the entry wall in the living room. We bought a Moroccan red and will be a great contrast. Change is good for us.