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Re-Post: A Quick Cheery Morning!

Good evening!

Instead of taking Saturday nights off from blogging, I thought I would go back, back, waaaaaay back, and re-post a blog posting from my old blog, ChristinaVille. I have decided to call this weekly Saturday night post called a Re-Post! πŸ™‚

I hope you enjoy!! πŸ™‚

Originally posted: April 20, 2011

Good morning my lovelies!!

I am up and ready to head out to work just a little early today, so I thought I would stop and take a few moments to post this morning!!!

While doing my morning pages, this morning, it got me to reminiscing about one of my childhood friends. His name is Robbie! You see Robbie’s mom, and my mom were best friends growing up, so naturally, Robbie and I spent a lot of time together growing up too!!

I remember both of our families lived in a duplex forΒ  a time, they on one side, and we on the other. Robbie and I were inseparable. We went to school together, played together, went to church together! He was my

;-) Robbie and I would sometimes play in the back yard, and we had this folding table back there that we would turn on it’s side and cover with a blanket. That would become whatever building our imaginations needed it to be for that particular game. Most of the time we would playArmy, and Robbie, every the epitome of a gentleman, would be the soldier, and I would always pretend to be the nurse. My job was to hang out in the table/fort and take care of any wounded soldiers that would come in, and generally remain safe from enemy fire!!! Isn’t that funny!! I think we were probably 8 or 9 when this was happening, and it just makes me smile.

Robbie was my hero; he was faster than any of the other kids – seriously, he could run like nobody’s business! He was smarter than any of the other kids, he was more polite than any of the other kids – not many other kids held the door open for ladies! ;-) He was cuter than most of the other kids!! Looking back, I am sure I had little crush on him!! ;-)

Robbie and I would do all sorts of things together, climb trees, go to the penny candy store (yes, they still had one of those back then), catch bugs, play on the park playgrounds, run around making up games to play with our siblings, and one of my favorite activities at the time, screeching around on our big wheels going as fast as we possibly could!! Man, what fun we used to have!!

Well, we both eventually grew up, and we had kept in contact with each other until our early 20β€²s but, as people change and life moves on we have lost touch. I sometimes think about him and wonder what his life is like right now!? I sure know he really helped make my childhood fun!!

Wherever you are, Robbie!! I hope you are as happy and as blessed as humanly possible!! You TOTALLY deserve it!! ;-)

Did any of you have childhood friends that made your childhood special, like Robbie did for me?? I would love to hear about them in the comments section above! :-)

Have a FABULOUS morning!!! ;-)

If you want to have a different life, you have to live differently!!

An Homage to My Past!

Good evening!

Saturday evening, my dad, his wife Trudi, my sweetie, and myself all went over to the Salvation Army’s Kroc Center to watch the Seattle Temple Brass Band and Songsters perform.

The band was really terrific. They reminded me of my youth growing up in the Salvation Army myself. Some of you may not know this, but I grew up going to the Salvation Army. One of my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE part of all those years was singing, and playing cornet in the brass band.

I remember picking up a cornet to play for the very first time in Portland, Oregon, when I was something like 6 years old. It was very slow going, with a lot of squeaks, squawks,and blats, but little by little, I got a little better, and a little better, and pretty soon I was having the time of my life trying like the dicken’s to play with the big guys!!

I played all through middle school, junior high, high school, and I played until I was about 23 years old. I ended up playing in marching bands, symphonic bands, pep bands, and brass bands alike. We traveled all over the west coast doing performances just like the one we were watching! That was quite a while now, but listening to this band play made me think about picking up my cornet and start playing again!!

Oh the memories!!

I still have my cornet, bright, shiny, and ready to play at a moments notice sitting in my closet. Not to say that I WOULD be able to play again at a moments’ notice, that would take quite a bit of practicing, and possibly some relearning too!

You know I have been busy these past few months searching for my new art medium?? Well, it sometimes amazes me to know that I had an “art medium” all that time, and never once went looking for it, it just seemed to find me! Music is something that had always seemed to come naturally to me, although I am sure that it really helped being born into a musical family. Most everyone in my family either played a brass instrument, or could sing.

I wish I could do that all over again, knowing what I know now!! I am not sure I would have ever given it up!!

Anyway, we really did have a fun time, both the band and the songsters were amazingly talented and extremely fun to listed to – and Jason even impressed himself by not even remotely falling asleep once!! LOL! πŸ˜‰ I was just dissapointed that we couldn’t purchase a music CD of them playing – that would have been GREAT!! and I am sure I would be busy driving Jason crazy with it playing over and over again in the car!! GOOD TIMES!!!

Have a FABULOUS evening! ;-)

A Quick Cheery Morning!

Good morning my lovelies!!

I am up and ready to head out to work just a little early today, so I thought I would stop and take a few moments to post this morning!!!

While doing my morning pages, this morning, it got me to reminiscing about one of my childhood friends. His name is Robbie! You see Robbie’s mom, and my mom were best friends growing up, so naturally, Robbie and I spent a lot of time together growing up too!!

I remember both of our families lived in a duplex forΒ  a time, they on one side, and we on the other. Robbie and I were inseparable. We went to school together, played together, went to church together! He was my

πŸ˜‰ Robbie and I would sometimes play in the back yard, and we had this folding table back there that we would turn on it’s side and cover with a blanket. That would become whatever building our imaginations needed it to be for that particular game. Most of the time we would playArmy, and Robbie, every the epitome of a gentleman, would be the soldier, and I would always pretend to be the nurse. My job was to hang out in the table/fort and take care of any wounded soldiers that would come in, and generally remain safe from enemy fire!!! Isn’t that funny!! I think we were probably 8 or 9 when this was happening, and it just makes me smile.

Robbie was my hero; he was faster than any of the other kids – seriously, he could run like nobody’s business! He was smarter than any of the other kids, he was more polite than any of the other kids – not many other kids held the door open for ladies! πŸ˜‰ He was cuter than most of the other kids!! Looking back, I am sure I had little crush on him!! πŸ˜‰

Robbie and I would do all sorts of things together, climb trees, go to the penny candy store (yes, they still had one of those back then), catch bugs, play on the park playgrounds, run around making up games to play with our siblings, and one of my favorite activities at the time, screeching around on our big wheels going as fast as we possibly could!! Man, what fun we used to have!!

Well, we both eventually grew up, and we had kept in contact with each other until our early 20’s but, as people change and life moves on we have lost touch. I sometimes think about him and wonder what his life is like right now!? I sure know he really helped make my childhood fun!!

Wherever you are, Robbie!! I hope you are as happy and as blessed as humanly possible!! You TOTALLY deserve it!! πŸ˜‰

Did any of you have childhood friends that made your childhood special, like Robbie did for me?? I would love to hear about them in the comments section above! πŸ™‚

Have a FABULOUS morning!!! πŸ˜‰

Reminiscing – The Teenage Years!

Good morning!

Do you ever have people from your past contact you? With social media like Facebook, Twitter, and MySpace, I have people from my past contact me all of the time, and I am sure that you must too.

During my teenage years there were 6 of us friends that were pretty close. There was Dawn, Raymond, Tony, Mark, Lila, and myself. We all grew up going to the same church, and we were there nearly every day of the week. We were seemingly inseparable throughout most of our teenage years. We were just a bunch of misfit, kids who really didn’t have a lot of direction – matter of fact, in the setting that we were placed in, we pretty much had free reign to do whatever we wanted. The adults would drop us off at church, and we pretty much could do whatever we wanted, as long as we made it to the meetings!! It was a pretty free time for us. I look back now and I think,

“WHERE THE HECK WERE OUR PARENTS?????”

I am sure, that if I had children now, I would want to be knowing where they were and what they were doing – I HOPE??? Parents there were things going on in the upper balcony, that if any of the adults ever found out they would have condemned the whole building!!Β 

Anyway, we all had something we were trying to get away from in our normal lives, and we were all looking for a place where we all could belong, just as we are. You know, the same things all teenagers are still doing. Well, I think we found that together at this church.

Between the 6 of us, there was dating, and bffs, and gossip, and making out, and games of Truth-Dare-Double Dares, Sardines, and tag. I still remember the time that no one could find Tony or Mark, and when they finally emerged they were COVERED in dust from head to toe. They had us convinced that the had shimmeyed through the air vents. We just couldn’t believe that they were brave enough to fit through someplace so small – MAN, WERE WE GULLIBLE!! (If Tony and Mark are reading this, admit it – you are still smiling over that one!!)

There were sleepovers, I practically LIVED at Dawn’s house every other weekend, and she at mine!! I remember Dawn and I sleeping on her tiny water bed, me at one end, her at the other. Every time I would get on, Dawn would almost go flying!!! SO MUCH FUN!!! Plus all of the dressing up that we would do – MAN, I still have some of the CAR-RAY-ZAY-PICS!!!

There were parties, and secrets shared, and lots of time spent at camp.Oh, camp was when we were at our finest! Getting together with all of our friends from previous years of going to camps together!! I am sure this still happens the same way, but it always amazed me how girls would cry so hard about leaving their boyfriends to go home – you just met the dude for the first time 5 days ago!!!! Oh, the teenage girls’ hormones!! Teen girls should be tattooed with a warning label just like cigarettes!! Caution: may be dangerous to your health!! LOL! πŸ˜‰

I remember a time that I was ABSOLUTELY GA-GA about this British dude, named Glen (side note: we were all musicians, so any guy who could really wail automatically had my FULL ATTENTION!! Too bad I was soooo dang shy back then!! Anyway, I digress!!). Well, my memory is kind of fuzzy, but I don’t remember Glen being too good looking, and if I remember he was shorter than me, which was always a turn off – BUT he could WAIL LIKE NOBODY’S BUSINESS!!! and I was hooked!!! πŸ™‚ Well, long story short – our band master, Mark (different Mark) had me convinced that if I went up in front of the mess hall during dinner, and ask Glen out to the Candlelight dinner over the microphone that Glenn would say yes. Like a complete and TOTAL IDIOT, I did it!!! I still remember how hard my knees were shaking!! To my complete and utter amazement he said YES!!!!! OMG!! I couldn’t believe it. I WAS SOOOO PROUD OF MYSELF FOR DOING THAT!!! Well, a couple of days letter, the day of the Candlelit dinner, I soon realized that he said yes, only to be nice, because as I stood there waiting for him, all dressed up in my finest, he proceeded to walk by my girls on both arms. He called them his “harem” and he had so many girls at his table that there wasn’t even room for me. So, that was a bust. Apparently the band master thought it would be funny. Glen pretty much completely ignored me, except for this sound I once heard him make when I was walking by him, “Boom, bah-bah, Boom, bah-bah, Boom”. OOOOOH!! He was SOOOOO OFF OF MY LIST!!! Wail or not – he was OUT!!!

Getting back to my teenage posse, we had late night walks around town, places where now, as an adult, I WOULD NEVER WALK!!! One of these episodes resulted in Tony and Mark being sent home by my parents, and my parents giving Dawn and I a huge lecture on the importance of obeying the rules (Dawn and I were told that we weren’t allowed to get into Mark’s car, and my parents were sure that we had – WHICH WE REALLY DIDN’T)!! LOL!! Dawn and I still laugh about that one.

Or the time that I had such a huge crush on Raymond, and he had stopped by my house on an icy winter’s night. Every time he came around, I would panic, and my mind would go blank – I could never think of what to say, and I remember one of the church leaders telling me, honey, you need to speak up, he thinks you are too quiet. DUH!! I would become a CLAM of PANIC!! I couldn’t believe that he had stopped by, he never had before, and when I came out onto the porch to try to be brave and shamelessly flirt, I slipped down the icy stairs, and got caught up in the metal dog post in the ground. Raymond just stared in utter shock at what he was seeing, and just stood there. My mom rushed me to the emergency room, dragging Raymond along with us – I WAS MORTIFIED!!! I had sprained my ankle and my big toe on that foot was horrifically pointing right up to the sky and I couldn’t do a thing about it. I remember Raymond just saying, “Why does your toe look like that??” I was praying for the rapture to hit right then, but alas – NOTHING!!! πŸ˜‰ Raymond and I never did connect, and I couldn’t help but think that it had to be in some small way because of that DAMN WONKY TOE!! Which is perfectly normal now, just so we are all clear!!

There was also something akin to sibling rivalry, and competition, and sometimes bad feelings. Things were done perfectly, and badly – you know, like all teenagers trying to find their own way in the world. Dawn and I had spent all of one Summer sharing cabins, and rooms, and we were just tooooo close, we NEEDED SPACE!! I can’t remember what we were arguing about, but I remember her yelling at me about something, and I panicked, couldn’t think of a response and responded by shouting ” You’re a BIIIIIIICTH!!!” It was almost like the world had momentarily gone in slow motion – you know what I am talking about. I NEVER cussed, NONE OF US DID! and it just came spewing out!! I felt awful, and she was pissed and didn’t talk to me for a long time after that! I am sooooo thankful that we got passed that! At the time I was SURE that I had broken our friendship!

I know I have hundreds of more stories from that time in my life, but why am I sharing all of this with you, you might ask?? Well, it is because of a text I had gotten from one of these friends, this morning – I won’t say which one of you it was from, but that text was a reminder of the past, and it made me start to think about how the whole gang was doing. That time was something like 20 years ago no – ages, eons!

It got me fantasizing about having some kind of a reunion of sorts. I know that we all went our separate ways, and some of the partings were not so sweet, so I know that any kind of reunion might not be possible, but it still got me thinking about all of you. You who for so many of our important growing up and discovering who we are years, we were family.

No matter where all of you are now, or what has come and gone in your life, I wanted to just say thank you! Thank you for making that time of my life so rich, and memorable. I wish you each all of the joy and happiness that you can handle. If the time ever comes to forget all of the pains that may have been inflicted, and move on to new beginnings!!

JUST CALL ME, AND HONEY, YOU KNOW I WILL BE THERE!!! πŸ˜‰

Have a FABULOUS morning!! πŸ˜‰

Please note: Seeing that this was almost 20 years ago, the memories might be a little skewed because I am getting older and my memory isn’t what it used to be!!! πŸ˜‰

A COLD Happy Friday!!

Good morning!!

We are expecting record cold here in Oregon today, and possibly tomorrow – so I am bundling up to head to work this morning!!!

As I was laying in bed, trying to coax myself out of it’s deliciously warm blankets, I started thinking about recess when I was a little kid!! If recess was a profession, I would have be an expert in my field!!! I remember just being a ball of energy! I loved playing:

  • jump rope
  • hopscotch
  • Chinese jump rope
  • wall ball
  • four square
  • tether ball
  • balance beam
  • crawling tunnels
  • parallel bars
  • monkey bars
  • swings
  • H-O-R-S-E
  • kick ball
  • teeter-totter
  • hula hooping
  • big wheels
  • climbing trees
  • bicycles!!!

Man remembering all these just takes me back!!! Does that make me old?? πŸ˜‰

At what point in your life do these activities leave your list of fun activities??? I am thinking that if I would have continued all or some of these activities, I would not have had the issue with my weight that I do now, and I would presume that the American culture, as a whole, would benefit from the health benefits that these activities provide!! Ok, so now that I am 35 years old, how weird would it seem to see me doing double dutch, or throwing my hopscotch marker, or playing a rowdy game of wall ball??? Who cares if it looks weird, I think I am going to give it a go! I wonder if the condo association would care if I used chalk to draw out my four square grid on the ground?? Having that would just leave me to go round up a friend or two who would be willing to come out and “play”!!!

As I dream about incorporating some recess activities into my regular day, I would LOVE to hear some of your FAVORITE recess activities as a kid! Do you still do any of them? If not, what made you stop?

Have a FABULOUS day!!! πŸ˜‰

A Leisurely Morning!

Good morning!

You know that leisurely morning I was hoping or yesterday? Well, I have finally found it this morning!!! YEAH!!! πŸ˜‰

I have gotten up early, showered, dressed, worked a little on decorating my journal (glitter-glue may be my NEW OBSESSION!), and now I get to spend some of my morning with you, before heading off to work!! πŸ˜‰

I was thinking last night as I was in bed ready to fall asleep about something that I have been running across a lot lately, and that is forts. Do you remember making those in your house when you were little?? Forts were a BIG part of my childhood!! I remember stealing my dad’s wool blankets, (he was in the Navy, and we had TONS of these!!!), and my mom and I would rearrange all of the living room furniture and we would build a fort out of those blankets that seemed to cover E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!!! We would fill the thing with every pillow we could find, and if it were too dark inside, my mom would even set a small lamp inside so we could see. I remember her letting me read in there, and she would always bring me some kind of snack or something (sliced apples and peanut butter were a fave!) I FELT LIKE SUCH A GROWNUP!!!! LOL! πŸ˜‰ This was a tradition we continued until I was about 10 or 11 – I just LOVED small snuggly spaces – I still do, matter of fact!! πŸ˜‰

In honor of those memories, I thought I would peruse the internet and see what pics of forts that might be FABULOUS to hang out in now as an adult!!!

I think I am inspired to create a fort in my house this weekend! If I am feeling froggy and REALLY do it – I will take pics and post what I was able to come up with, with the assistance of my sidekick!! πŸ˜‰ What kind of fort could you create in your house now? Will you?

Have a FABULOUS day! πŸ˜‰

Megan’s Day!

Today is a day of celebration!!

My niece Megan is celebrating her 8th birthday today. It blows my mind to realize how quickly she is growing up. The first time I met Megan, I was on the east coast for a business trip, and Megan and her family were living in West Virginia at the time. After my business was completed, I had a couple of days of vacation time added on, and Megan, and her mom and dad came and picked me up from near Washington DC and we made the drive all the way back to their place, which if I remember correctly was REALLY QUITE A DRIVE!

The first time I saw her, I think she might have just turned one. At the time, I was really, REALLY afraid of babies, and I was TERRIFIED of BREAKING HER, so I had told myself before they had picked me up that I was not going to hold her, just in case I might accidentally hurt her!! Well, the car that we were traveling in was really small, and because Megan’s car seat was buckled into the middle seat belt, I ended up with this very tight spot wedged between the car seat and the car door. After I wedged myself in, I just couldn’t stop staring at Megan in awe. Here was this tiny baby, with pudgy cheeks, and arms, baby blond frizzy hair, rosy cheeks, and all she could seem to do was stare at me back,Β  with her quizzical stare (the one that she still has whenever she is busy people-watching) as if she were saying, “Who are you?” Well, part-way through the drive to their house, I had managed to stop gawking at her like some crazy person, and I had turned away to watch the passing scenery. I felt this tiny warm little hand grasp the end of my first finger. Shocked, I looked back at her, not sure what to do, and as she smiled so sweetly up at me, I smiled back at her, and I could just feel everything that she was thinking without her even able to utter a word – joy, curiosity, love, happiness, peace, trust. WHAT A MOMENT! LITERALLY, one of the BEST MOMENTS OF MY LIFE!! I TOTALLY melted! I know, without a doubt, that was the exact moment that I fell in love with her and knew that we would always be close – even living almost 3,000 miles away from each other, at the time. I broke my oath to myself about not holding babies, that day. AS SOON AS WE GOT OUT OF THE CAR!! I NEVER WANTED TO PUT HER DOWN!!! I was even trying to figure out a way to sneak her into my pocket so I could sneak her on the plane and she could go back home with me to Salem!! LOL! πŸ˜‰

I still well up with tears thinking about our first MAGICAL encounter, I am just SO IN LOVE with that sweet little Megan of mine, and the sweet Megan who is still so curious even as she grows a year older little by little! She now lives in Salem, matter of fact, only about 10 minutes away from me, and I am thankful that we still remain close!!

Megan,
I am so thankful that God gifted you into my life,
and I am SO VERY HAPPY we get to celebrate your 8th birthday today!!!
I wish you a long, joyous, healthy, and successful life –
YOU DESERVE TO HAVE THE VERY BEST!!!
I love you, Miss Megan!!! πŸ˜‰

 

and to the rest of you…

Have a FABULOUS day!!! πŸ˜‰

My Vision Board!

Here is that vision board I had told you that I was wanting to put together…

Sorry for the blurriness – I tried something new, that didn’t work out as expected!!! but the gist of this board for me is that I want a simpler life that I can share with my husband, with a small farm, a sweetly chic country home, a child (or 2), and a home furnishing/accessories business. I am loving the idea of long walks out in nature, planting my own gardens, lazy afternoons spent up in the orchard picking fruits for jamming, and pies, and such, and room for friends and family to come over, replenish themselves and make some fun memories together!!! Ok, so I may be dreaming of a slice of the Barefoot Contessa’s life, but I sure there will be enough room for everyone!!!

I can see my future as clear as a bell – the trick now will be figuring out how to make it come to fruition!!

Wish me luck!! πŸ˜‰

Christmas at the Capitol Building

I find myself relishing this amazing moment where I have an excuse to sit in the middle of Salem Capitol’s building’s marble stairs,Β  and just take in the lovely sound of school children singing Christmas choral music. There is nothing quite like listening to children’s voices singing at Christmastime in this seemingly magical historic building. The acoustics in here are full and rich – the perfect environment for having a nice break from a stressful day at work.

The children singing are made up of 3 or 4 of the local schools here, ranging from elementary school all the way to one of the high school’s many choirs. At one point in the 2 hour program, all of the schools sang together; a beautifully haunting piece in an echoing kind of arrangement and I could not help but close my eyes and just take in the angelic sound of those sweet voices – like the voices of angels sent straight from Heaven (this is where the parents sigh, and wish that they could be this “angelic” all the time). As I am sitting here listening, I can’t help but wonder who have walked these halls before us, who’s voices have been raised within these halls to mark the Christmas holidays both past, and who shall come after this in the future.

This event has given this Christmas season a sense of nostalgia – something that I have been longing for and have been sadly missing this year, until now that is. As the hustle and bustle of this holiday season can sometimes fly by in a mass of to-do lists, and obligations, I pray that each and every one of you reading this get to have at least one memorable moment to give you a sense of Christmas magic like these children have unknowingly blessed me with today – that or next time, we canΒ  make a date and sneak some of our own Christmas magic by coming to the Capitol building and listening to the next round of carolers together. Sounds SIMPLY DIVINE!

Have a FABULOUS evening! πŸ˜‰

Cookie Night!!

Tonight I got to spend some time with my best friend, Dawn, her fabulous daughter, Sam, and my sweetie this evening. We spent the evening baking cookies. Well, wait, actually Jason and my girlfriend’s daughter baked cookies, while Dawn, and I chatted at the dining room table. Dawn was dealing with a painful tooth and I am dealing with a yucky bout of bronchitis.

Jason and Sammy made ginger cookies, peanut butter crunch bars (my personal favorite), sugar cookies, and chocolate butter cookies!! It was so much fun watching them in action. Dawn and I spent our evening trying to get pictures of them, and giggling at all sorts of mayhem and silliness – FUN!

Anyway, as I was sitting here trying to decide what to blog about, I thought I would rack my brain and see if I could remember any memories that pertained to cookies growing up. You see, Jason had asked me the other day what were the special cookies in my family, and to be honest with you I couldn’t remember any. However, after a while I did start to have some memories pop up, and the first one pertains to sugar cookies. I know my mom must have been making them, and I must have been about 4 or 5. My mom had some sugar cookie dough that she was making cookies with, and I remember that I was playing with my Barbie on the kitchen floor. My mom would occasionally pinch off a small portion of dough and give the pieces to me to eat – they were delicious!! I remember actually taking a piece or two and squishing them into my Barbie shoes – I was so amazed that the pieces actually fit. Silly me! πŸ˜‰

I do remember my mom making peanut butter cookies; I would watch her as she would meticulously press the tines of a fork in a special pattern on the top of each cookie. I LOVED watching her do that, although I don’t really remember ever liking the taste of peanut butter cookies, it still is a GREAT memory for me!

Ooh, I just had another childhood cookie pop up in my head. My mom used to make these chocolate no bake cookies! HMMMMM…I can even smell the oatmeal and the chocolate sents wafting in the air. These cookies were cooked in a pan on the stove, and after the mixture had cooked the appropriate length of time, my mom would drop rounds of the hot mixture on parchment paper to let them cool. After coming home from school there were times where there were these chocolate no baked cookies on every flat surface in the dining room and kitchen, and if we were lucky, and if we didn’t get caught in the process, my sisters and I would always go in and try to grab one before it had cooled. Warm and gooey, and ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS!!! You know, come to think of it – I bet that my mom always had a couple of extra cookies set out just so us girls thought we were stealing some, when in reality she was planning on it. Man, moms can be soooo sneaky!!! πŸ˜‰

Do you have any cookie memories that you can think of??? I would LOVE to hear about them in the comments section.

In the meantime,

Have a FABULOUS evening! πŸ˜‰