A Sisters Reunion - Does anyone know what year this photo was taken?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
oops
I get more fun out of reading other people's blogs. But today I goofed. I clicked on 'next' and got something in Chinese! Couldn't read it but it had pix of a boy and some chinese dishes. Didn't look too good but the pix of their garden produce showed skill at gardens.
It is fun to scrapbook even if you are not the one doing it. I did finish my July page ready to go for August while Joann did about 15 or 20 pages. Company ' s here. Nex time. love,mom
It is fun to scrapbook even if you are not the one doing it. I did finish my July page ready to go for August while Joann did about 15 or 20 pages. Company ' s here. Nex time. love,mom
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Found this post from June 11, 2008
After umpteen hours of trying to get where I am now I am finally ready to BLOG !
We had an interesting week end. First we went to Lisa and Mason's house, listened to her struggle with her job of making stuff for Bo's Boats (they didn't tell her one of them was due to ship out that day) so she was in a panic to get things finished.
Also she had Ethan there visiting and if you are acquainted with kids, you know how many interruptions can be created by them in any given day. So, aside from interruptions, lunch to prepare for Ethan, turning on the TV for him, trying to untangle Rose, the dog, and not succeeding with that, back to the cutting board and sewing machine.
Well, it's all in a day's work.
Instead of getting on the road by 6:30, it crept up to almost midnight. Well, not quite.
Pack the car, put in the dog carrier, suitcases, etc. and take off. We arrived in Umatilla at 4:30 a.m. and, they had to dump us off at Joann's before heading on to Karen's. All is well that ends well, and we slid into bed for a few hours sleep.
Ben's graduation was at 11 am, and we didn't leave any extra minutes in getting there. With Grandpa's problems with stairs, a high school student opened the elevator and we were escorted upstairs in time.
School band music played, the processional of principal and teachers and graduated filed in. The flag salute accomplished according to protocol and everyone settled in for the program. After all the kudos, etc, Ben and 12 of his classmates lined up and it was announced that they had passed a certain test that gives them a 'leg up' on their certificates. I'm not sure what this all does for them or to them but it must be good or they wouldn't have made a special thing of it.
Then on to Pilot Rock for the wedding of Jon Carr and Amanda. Togged out in the usual 'wedding splendor', the couple were duly 'hitched' by the preacher and then the entire group went to Pendleton for the reception, More pictures were taken, congratulations were exchanged and given freely, 'best wishes' flowed like a mountain stream and the couple were sent on their way with many happy wishes. The evening that begun with a lovely dinner ended in dancing until late and everyone was happy to just go home. Our best wishes for the new couple!
The next day being Sunday, we stayed for the blessing of Beth and Daniel Banta's baby. Then on to their new house is Hermiston for lunch with family and friends. A good time was had by all and we saw their new house which they had just moved into that week. In a housing project in Hermiston, it had 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, play/family room and a large lot to be developed partially by them. It will be a very nice place, on a cul-de-sac so it will be safer for the kids to play. Beth is a good Mom and housekeeper, but she will have her hands full. We wish them the best of luck with their family.
Next day after we got home Bob had a doctor's appointment in Port Orchard to look at his ear. He had a crusty something-or-other that turned out to be a non-cancerous deal, but since she found a lot more on the left side of his head (where the sun would naturally shine as he was driving the car) that were pre-cancerous, she decided that she would remove them all. Took but a few minutes to do the deed, he was duly 'frozen' and sent home. In about 2-3 weeks you'll never know it was there and gone.
I am so tired from trying to get this written that I think I will find a new way to blog.
Grandma Palmer
We had an interesting week end. First we went to Lisa and Mason's house, listened to her struggle with her job of making stuff for Bo's Boats (they didn't tell her one of them was due to ship out that day) so she was in a panic to get things finished.
Also she had Ethan there visiting and if you are acquainted with kids, you know how many interruptions can be created by them in any given day. So, aside from interruptions, lunch to prepare for Ethan, turning on the TV for him, trying to untangle Rose, the dog, and not succeeding with that, back to the cutting board and sewing machine.
Well, it's all in a day's work.
Instead of getting on the road by 6:30, it crept up to almost midnight. Well, not quite.
Pack the car, put in the dog carrier, suitcases, etc. and take off. We arrived in Umatilla at 4:30 a.m. and, they had to dump us off at Joann's before heading on to Karen's. All is well that ends well, and we slid into bed for a few hours sleep.
Ben's graduation was at 11 am, and we didn't leave any extra minutes in getting there. With Grandpa's problems with stairs, a high school student opened the elevator and we were escorted upstairs in time.
School band music played, the processional of principal and teachers and graduated filed in. The flag salute accomplished according to protocol and everyone settled in for the program. After all the kudos, etc, Ben and 12 of his classmates lined up and it was announced that they had passed a certain test that gives them a 'leg up' on their certificates. I'm not sure what this all does for them or to them but it must be good or they wouldn't have made a special thing of it.
Then on to Pilot Rock for the wedding of Jon Carr and Amanda. Togged out in the usual 'wedding splendor', the couple were duly 'hitched' by the preacher and then the entire group went to Pendleton for the reception, More pictures were taken, congratulations were exchanged and given freely, 'best wishes' flowed like a mountain stream and the couple were sent on their way with many happy wishes. The evening that begun with a lovely dinner ended in dancing until late and everyone was happy to just go home. Our best wishes for the new couple!
The next day being Sunday, we stayed for the blessing of Beth and Daniel Banta's baby. Then on to their new house is Hermiston for lunch with family and friends. A good time was had by all and we saw their new house which they had just moved into that week. In a housing project in Hermiston, it had 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, play/family room and a large lot to be developed partially by them. It will be a very nice place, on a cul-de-sac so it will be safer for the kids to play. Beth is a good Mom and housekeeper, but she will have her hands full. We wish them the best of luck with their family.
Next day after we got home Bob had a doctor's appointment in Port Orchard to look at his ear. He had a crusty something-or-other that turned out to be a non-cancerous deal, but since she found a lot more on the left side of his head (where the sun would naturally shine as he was driving the car) that were pre-cancerous, she decided that she would remove them all. Took but a few minutes to do the deed, he was duly 'frozen' and sent home. In about 2-3 weeks you'll never know it was there and gone.
I am so tired from trying to get this written that I think I will find a new way to blog.
Grandma Palmer
Frustration
I typed in a blog twice yesterday and both times it just disappeared!
Joann said that if I push the shift button or the space bar that it might do that but I'd like to know for sure so I don't do it again.
I was talking to Paul and he was telling me about a lady in his apartment complex that fell down and even though there were several people there, she could not be raised. Finally they got her husband there and she, still lying on the ground, said,"well, don't just stand there! Lean down and give me a kiss!"
I thought that was pretty cute, but one thing led to another and we got to talking about the regulars in his complex. Of course, they are all seniors and thinking of their coming demise. He said that it is really amazing to see how frightened most of them are. Most are religious, of one faith or another, and you would think that that would give them some hope of the hereafter and faith in the things they have been taught about heaven. But maybe it just didn't sink in or they decided that it was not correct.
As we talked, I was thinking of my own situation and I said "Dying is fun!" thinking of my own situation with all my children showing me such loving care, such concern, such a desire to give me opportunity to do all the things I want to do. Visiting me, going on trips, taking multiple pix, and showing me in multiple ways how much they care. Maybe if your children did not live close or you had none, then it would, indeed, be a lonely hard time.
I read some of Tami's blog to him about the things I had to look forward to: Seeing Mama and Papa, my sisters, especially Jane who I was closest to and all the friends I've known over time. And it will be interesting to see all the people I have done geneology for, I'm sure I will meet them and they can remind me of the mistakes I made in the records!
I guess I will not always feel that dying is fun as I progress with the future, but I can certainly appreciate the fact that I have a loving family to assist me along the way.
I do love you all so much!!! Mom
Joann said that if I push the shift button or the space bar that it might do that but I'd like to know for sure so I don't do it again.
I was talking to Paul and he was telling me about a lady in his apartment complex that fell down and even though there were several people there, she could not be raised. Finally they got her husband there and she, still lying on the ground, said,"well, don't just stand there! Lean down and give me a kiss!"
I thought that was pretty cute, but one thing led to another and we got to talking about the regulars in his complex. Of course, they are all seniors and thinking of their coming demise. He said that it is really amazing to see how frightened most of them are. Most are religious, of one faith or another, and you would think that that would give them some hope of the hereafter and faith in the things they have been taught about heaven. But maybe it just didn't sink in or they decided that it was not correct.
As we talked, I was thinking of my own situation and I said "Dying is fun!" thinking of my own situation with all my children showing me such loving care, such concern, such a desire to give me opportunity to do all the things I want to do. Visiting me, going on trips, taking multiple pix, and showing me in multiple ways how much they care. Maybe if your children did not live close or you had none, then it would, indeed, be a lonely hard time.
I read some of Tami's blog to him about the things I had to look forward to: Seeing Mama and Papa, my sisters, especially Jane who I was closest to and all the friends I've known over time. And it will be interesting to see all the people I have done geneology for, I'm sure I will meet them and they can remind me of the mistakes I made in the records!
I guess I will not always feel that dying is fun as I progress with the future, but I can certainly appreciate the fact that I have a loving family to assist me along the way.
I do love you all so much!!! Mom
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
life goes on
Well, it seems that anything I do is not enough. Enough to tell my children how much I have loved having them as part of my life. Enough to do to impress my grandchildren that they have been the best ever possible--that they are are beautiful spirits and could not be better and that their chilren will be an extention of them that I would like to see. I begin to see how our heavenly parents could and do love each of us because I cannot imagine having a child I could not love.
Reading Cheryl's blog and her struggle with cancer makes me feel for her. But she is doing a great job of hanging in, using her wheel chair to go places and enjoy life as it is available to her.
We all have out problems--mine is Dad at this point. I am trying to convince him that he should get married but he says I'm nuts. Probably, but he might live to 95, his siblings did. And what a sorry life that would be. May as well live it up while you can.
Then I tell him that it is either the Lodge or Umatilla or living alone and he says he will get a dog!
Puppies are great but they eat a log and have to be taken for walks. So he needs better weather than Silverdale. Besides, he'd have to do all his own cooking, and even though he does it now, it would get very old. All for today Love ya' Mom
Reading Cheryl's blog and her struggle with cancer makes me feel for her. But she is doing a great job of hanging in, using her wheel chair to go places and enjoy life as it is available to her.
We all have out problems--mine is Dad at this point. I am trying to convince him that he should get married but he says I'm nuts. Probably, but he might live to 95, his siblings did. And what a sorry life that would be. May as well live it up while you can.
Then I tell him that it is either the Lodge or Umatilla or living alone and he says he will get a dog!
Puppies are great but they eat a log and have to be taken for walks. So he needs better weather than Silverdale. Besides, he'd have to do all his own cooking, and even though he does it now, it would get very old. All for today Love ya' Mom
Saturday, July 19, 2008
you're not home
After much work on the part of Joann, Karen and kids, the bunnies finally got loaded onto the car, they cleaned at the house, and finally got in the car to leave at 11 am. They wanted to leave at 10 but didn't make it.
Joann had made arrangements for a lady to meet them somewhere and go to her house so she could have her bunny bred before going home, so itwas going to be an interesting trip.
After you left we spent one day copying all of the pix I have on my computer and Joann...
Just wiped out what I wrote. Don't even know how.
Do you have any idea what happened to the dark glasses I picked up from the mail? Dad is having a tizzy because we can't find them anywhere.
I tried to get on skype but you were not home so all it did was squeal at me.
I signed up for hospice friday. The lady was here for 2 hours and went through it all with us. Stan flew up to the cabin and Paije is coming back. Parrii is having friendds for a BBQ this evening and said she will be over after they leave.
Dad tried to clean but he is a basketcase when it comes to that. He got the broom and sort of stirred up the dirt.
Guess I'll try again later. Love ya' Mom
Joann had made arrangements for a lady to meet them somewhere and go to her house so she could have her bunny bred before going home, so itwas going to be an interesting trip.
After you left we spent one day copying all of the pix I have on my computer and Joann...
Just wiped out what I wrote. Don't even know how.
Do you have any idea what happened to the dark glasses I picked up from the mail? Dad is having a tizzy because we can't find them anywhere.
I tried to get on skype but you were not home so all it did was squeal at me.
I signed up for hospice friday. The lady was here for 2 hours and went through it all with us. Stan flew up to the cabin and Paije is coming back. Parrii is having friendds for a BBQ this evening and said she will be over after they leave.
Dad tried to clean but he is a basketcase when it comes to that. He got the broom and sort of stirred up the dirt.
Guess I'll try again later. Love ya' Mom
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
byu talks
Listenint to TV today I heard a fantastic talk from BYU by Dzniel Ludlow on Aug. 17, 1989. It was all about the spirit world and the world we live in and the fact that if you were able to see them there are spirits here on earth among us.
I would like to get hold of that talk, so if anyone knows how to do it. let me know. I want to copy it off if possible. Ruth
I would like to get hold of that talk, so if anyone knows how to do it. let me know. I want to copy it off if possible. Ruth
Saturday, July 5, 2008
another day
Each day seems to roll by with no real purpose in it.
On the 3rd we went to Poulsbo to see fireworks which gave us something to do.
On the 4th we went to Jack and Jacki Miller's and traded strawberries for rhubarb and I came home and made a pie that was delicious. Went to Poulsbo to buy Bob some cayene pepper. Gotta have that! So much for our days. Ruth. Love ya.
On the 3rd we went to Poulsbo to see fireworks which gave us something to do.
On the 4th we went to Jack and Jacki Miller's and traded strawberries for rhubarb and I came home and made a pie that was delicious. Went to Poulsbo to buy Bob some cayene pepper. Gotta have that! So much for our days. Ruth. Love ya.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Wow!!
Nothing like having a daughter that knows everything ! She made me an official banner for my blog complete with picture. She even had to tell me what that 'official' banner was called. I'm learning so much it scares me !
Today was the second day of the bombshell dropped on me. Well, not a bombshell really , because we all are aware of our vulnerabilities. But to be confronted so firmly with not so great information is a little mind-boggling.
We went to Jack and Jackie Miller's this morning. They have been on the yes-no see-saw for a couple of weeks. Do we move to Vancouver, WA or do we not. So today she told me that Jack has finally put his foot down and the answer is NO. Too much of a problem to pack up and move. That is nice for us because they have been such good friends. He and Dad have so much to talk about they can never get it all said.
We traded produce--I gave her strawberries, she gave me rhubarb. So now I can make another rhubarb strawberry pie. My favorite along with blackberry.
Carla, Stan, Parri, Paije and kids will all be at the cabin over the 4th and for another week. They enjoy it so much and the kids swim like little fishes. Wendi goes to SLC a lot when they go to the cabin because that is where her family is.
Dana will be at camp ensign this week for their girls camp. Lisa will be there , or maybe is home now--can't keep track.
I talk to my brother, Paul a lot and it always turns to things we did as kids.
One such day was a Hide and seek day.
Having open fields around the house does not give a lot of hiding space, so I slid under the house, ignoring spider webs and bugs, and crawled under a big tub that was there.
The game progressed normally until I could not be found anywhere !! I could hear them calling my name, but heaven forget giving up the best spot I'd ever found. No way was I coming out from under that tub.
Then I heard mention of "THE WELL" Everyone in the neighborhood knew about that! It had stood in the back yard of a neighboring house. Long since the house burned and the people left, the well was still an open hope in the ground, a danger everyone was aware of and cautions taken to avoid. Should I now reveal my hiding spot? What a shame it would be. I debated a little too long--panic was in their voices. I'd better go quickly because retribution would be sure and swift if they were angry.
I came out from under that tub, covered with dust and goo and said as sweetly as was possible, "here I am." I was immediately 'attacked' by sibling from every side. Well, they didn't kill me and so I guess everything that ends well is okay.
Seeing the danger and what could happen, a wooden platform was built by someone and place over the offending hole in the ground.
Love you all, Ruth
Today was the second day of the bombshell dropped on me. Well, not a bombshell really , because we all are aware of our vulnerabilities. But to be confronted so firmly with not so great information is a little mind-boggling.
We went to Jack and Jackie Miller's this morning. They have been on the yes-no see-saw for a couple of weeks. Do we move to Vancouver, WA or do we not. So today she told me that Jack has finally put his foot down and the answer is NO. Too much of a problem to pack up and move. That is nice for us because they have been such good friends. He and Dad have so much to talk about they can never get it all said.
We traded produce--I gave her strawberries, she gave me rhubarb. So now I can make another rhubarb strawberry pie. My favorite along with blackberry.
Carla, Stan, Parri, Paije and kids will all be at the cabin over the 4th and for another week. They enjoy it so much and the kids swim like little fishes. Wendi goes to SLC a lot when they go to the cabin because that is where her family is.
Dana will be at camp ensign this week for their girls camp. Lisa will be there , or maybe is home now--can't keep track.
I talk to my brother, Paul a lot and it always turns to things we did as kids.
One such day was a Hide and seek day.
Having open fields around the house does not give a lot of hiding space, so I slid under the house, ignoring spider webs and bugs, and crawled under a big tub that was there.
The game progressed normally until I could not be found anywhere !! I could hear them calling my name, but heaven forget giving up the best spot I'd ever found. No way was I coming out from under that tub.
Then I heard mention of "THE WELL" Everyone in the neighborhood knew about that! It had stood in the back yard of a neighboring house. Long since the house burned and the people left, the well was still an open hope in the ground, a danger everyone was aware of and cautions taken to avoid. Should I now reveal my hiding spot? What a shame it would be. I debated a little too long--panic was in their voices. I'd better go quickly because retribution would be sure and swift if they were angry.
I came out from under that tub, covered with dust and goo and said as sweetly as was possible, "here I am." I was immediately 'attacked' by sibling from every side. Well, they didn't kill me and so I guess everything that ends well is okay.
Seeing the danger and what could happen, a wooden platform was built by someone and place over the offending hole in the ground.
Love you all, Ruth
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
not there yet
Well, I decided to blog. So I got on and wrote for a long time. I thought I was doing pretty good. Then I hit the wrong button and it all disappeared. So you'll never know what I wrote! Ruth
another day, another dollar
My Mom used to say it like all you had to do was to live another day and the dollar would automatically show up. Not so!
When you live with my income you get to know the "value of a penny" (another one of Mom's sayings). I wish I had the same ability that she had to streeeeetch that dollar until it squeeked.
We talk about days when you could buy a pair of men's pants for 50 cents and a shirt for 25. Well, forget it, kid, because it just tain't like that any more.
I remember the first 'job' I had was weeding the beds in the neighbor's greenhouse. One dollar an hour. Felt sticky when we went in---too much moisture in the air. And before long I felt dizzy and funny. And my sister, Yvonne, looked over and I was'nt there. She somehow dragged me out and as soon as I hit the air I was used to breathing I was okay. But I never got hired again because I was "too fragile". Fragile, my foot! I could hang upside down as long as any other kid.
Being little and skinny was not the best. I remember being in gym class, the teacher would say, Okay, choose up sides. And I would just automatically begin counting. I knew I would be the one that was 'chosen' to be on the team that was left over. But in prison ball I was the star. That is as near the star as I could get, because I was so small it was hard to hit me. I was fast enough to dodge that ball as it came across and skinny enough that my shadow was all that was left to hit. So dodge ball became my game of choice. We all find our niche.
Telling stories was mine. Some of our teachers would let me take over a class with these horrible tales I made up. I have no idea where they came from because I never went to a movie in my young life, and at that point in my life my reading consisted of ferreting out another fairy tale I'd never seen before. But these stories were wild!! Drama, thievery, hidden treasures in long undiscovered holes, evil men, tunnels that were constructed by men that were evil and made to 'eat' people who stepped on the wrong side of nothing. If we were lucky these stories could last for hours and sometimes even through to the next class. I wonder if I had not become so involved with 'studies' if I would have continued in that vein. Horrors!
Love y'all. Write me your memories.
Ruth
When you live with my income you get to know the "value of a penny" (another one of Mom's sayings). I wish I had the same ability that she had to streeeeetch that dollar until it squeeked.
We talk about days when you could buy a pair of men's pants for 50 cents and a shirt for 25. Well, forget it, kid, because it just tain't like that any more.
I remember the first 'job' I had was weeding the beds in the neighbor's greenhouse. One dollar an hour. Felt sticky when we went in---too much moisture in the air. And before long I felt dizzy and funny. And my sister, Yvonne, looked over and I was'nt there. She somehow dragged me out and as soon as I hit the air I was used to breathing I was okay. But I never got hired again because I was "too fragile". Fragile, my foot! I could hang upside down as long as any other kid.
Being little and skinny was not the best. I remember being in gym class, the teacher would say, Okay, choose up sides. And I would just automatically begin counting. I knew I would be the one that was 'chosen' to be on the team that was left over. But in prison ball I was the star. That is as near the star as I could get, because I was so small it was hard to hit me. I was fast enough to dodge that ball as it came across and skinny enough that my shadow was all that was left to hit. So dodge ball became my game of choice. We all find our niche.
Telling stories was mine. Some of our teachers would let me take over a class with these horrible tales I made up. I have no idea where they came from because I never went to a movie in my young life, and at that point in my life my reading consisted of ferreting out another fairy tale I'd never seen before. But these stories were wild!! Drama, thievery, hidden treasures in long undiscovered holes, evil men, tunnels that were constructed by men that were evil and made to 'eat' people who stepped on the wrong side of nothing. If we were lucky these stories could last for hours and sometimes even through to the next class. I wonder if I had not become so involved with 'studies' if I would have continued in that vein. Horrors!
Love y'all. Write me your memories.
Ruth
Monday, June 23, 2008
futures
The easiest way to tell everyone is to blog- it.
So here is the last report from Dr Kim. My colonoscopy showed a couple of polops which he removed (non-ccncerous). Some other stuff too but he didn't go into detail.
Thinks the cancer is hiding somewhere, but can't locate it so ordered another test. The last one showed no cancer, but thinks the tail bone pain and stomach pain should show up somewhere because of the first surgery showing a stage 4 cancer, which indicates that it will return somewhere. So far, so good. Will wait for the next results from a test scheduled for June 30. One thing about it....I am sure getting to dislike all that stuff I have to drink ! Ruth
So here is the last report from Dr Kim. My colonoscopy showed a couple of polops which he removed (non-ccncerous). Some other stuff too but he didn't go into detail.
Thinks the cancer is hiding somewhere, but can't locate it so ordered another test. The last one showed no cancer, but thinks the tail bone pain and stomach pain should show up somewhere because of the first surgery showing a stage 4 cancer, which indicates that it will return somewhere. So far, so good. Will wait for the next results from a test scheduled for June 30. One thing about it....I am sure getting to dislike all that stuff I have to drink ! Ruth
Saturday, June 21, 2008
wish i could
I see all these neat blogs that Tami, Paije and Parri do with pictures, etc. Wish I was smart enough to put it all together like that !
Paije's 'cousins birthday party was special, and Parri's Landon in the dresser drawer was very nice, but Tami's Panic with Cole takes the cake!
Grandpa is out doing something nutty as usual. We are supposed to have a garage sale today and he is going to hand carry 2 hobby horses down to the garage. Can't get worse than that when you have a back ache so bad it only quits when you are sitting.
Besides, they have set it up in the shop below the house, and I know ladies enough to know that they will all turn tail rather than enter a dark, dusty shop and forget digging through a bunch of old tools that are groady, So much for the effort of the day.
Ruth
Paije's 'cousins birthday party was special, and Parri's Landon in the dresser drawer was very nice, but Tami's Panic with Cole takes the cake!
Grandpa is out doing something nutty as usual. We are supposed to have a garage sale today and he is going to hand carry 2 hobby horses down to the garage. Can't get worse than that when you have a back ache so bad it only quits when you are sitting.
Besides, they have set it up in the shop below the house, and I know ladies enough to know that they will all turn tail rather than enter a dark, dusty shop and forget digging through a bunch of old tools that are groady, So much for the effort of the day.
Ruth
Saturday, June 14, 2008
CRAZY STUFF
Talked to my brother, Paul, (Jon wasn't home) and we talked about some of our lifetime experiences as children. I wish he would blog, but he is so bad with a computer, that when his neice insisted he buy one and learn to use it, it became such a tremendous problem that he now has a disabled finger!! Can you imagine that? I've heard all kinds of crazy things, but that is tops.
Friday, June 13, 2008
self destruction
I have been realy feeling sorry for myself. My tail-bone hurts!
And 'bob is not helping because he asks me every few minutes how I am doing. So that makes me think of it again and hurt worse.
Years ago 9about 50) I broke my tail bone on a hanging down branch that made bouncing fun. But the broken tail bone left me sitting on a pillow for a long time. Don't think that is the problem this time around.
At any rate, this self-pity has got to go. Can't help a thing with it and can't do anything constructive with it either. It is a mini self-destruction phase of life.
Guess I'll go catch up on my reading. D&C and B of M.
Ruth
And 'bob is not helping because he asks me every few minutes how I am doing. So that makes me think of it again and hurt worse.
Years ago 9about 50) I broke my tail bone on a hanging down branch that made bouncing fun. But the broken tail bone left me sitting on a pillow for a long time. Don't think that is the problem this time around.
At any rate, this self-pity has got to go. Can't help a thing with it and can't do anything constructive with it either. It is a mini self-destruction phase of life.
Guess I'll go catch up on my reading. D&C and B of M.
Ruth
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Your new image
You can have a new image! Everyone will gather at your door and tell you how fantastic you are if you just follow these instructions:
Build a BETTE NOIR (cake with no flour)
Here is the recipe:
8 oz unsalted butter, room temperature, cut into small pieces
8 oz unsweetened chocolate
4 oz semi-sweet chocolate, both cut in small pieces
1 and 1/3 cups sugar
1/2 cup water
5 eggs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees with rack in the center of oven
Butter a 9" straight-sided cake pn. Place a circle of parchment in the pan and butter the parchment
Place 1 cup of sugar and the water in a small sauce pan and bring to rapid boil
Remove from heat and immediately add both chocolates
Add the butter piece by piece and stir until it disolves
Beat the eggs and remaining 1/3 cup of sugar until thick and add the chocolate/butter mixture
Combine gently, but well, with a rubber spatula scraper and then pour into the
prepared pan
Bake in a Bain Marie for 30 to 35 minutes until tip is dry and firm
Unmold right away--not onto a rack but onto the serving plate.
A Bain Marie is a 2 sided pan with water between the pans. Fill the pan with water, being careful to not fill too much to avoid water getting into the cake.
Top with whipped cream, ice cream, raspberry sauce, anglais or chocolate curls.
Serves 10 normal people or 5 honkers.
This dessert is soooooo good you will be the talk of the town !! Guaranteed !
Developing an attitude of gratitude is or should be the most important character trait we can develop. It stands out against honesty, integrity, kindness, and generosity and patience. Being genuinely grateful for our blessings (no matter where they come from) can be somewhat unnerving at times. If we dislike the giver of such a blessing we may be reluctant to accept it at face value. Or we may be reluctant to accept it because we feel it is given in the sense of someone just 'doing a duty', so we need not be grateful at all.
Not so. A grateful heart shows love to the giver. A grateful heart shall be honest in the acceptance of the gift. A grateful heart shows that we appreciate the patience and generosity of the giver and the effort they have gone to to make our life a little happier.
Gratitude is 2-sided, benefiting the giver and the receiver.
Ruth-- Love you all
Build a BETTE NOIR (cake with no flour)
Here is the recipe:
8 oz unsalted butter, room temperature, cut into small pieces
8 oz unsweetened chocolate
4 oz semi-sweet chocolate, both cut in small pieces
1 and 1/3 cups sugar
1/2 cup water
5 eggs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees with rack in the center of oven
Butter a 9" straight-sided cake pn. Place a circle of parchment in the pan and butter the parchment
Place 1 cup of sugar and the water in a small sauce pan and bring to rapid boil
Remove from heat and immediately add both chocolates
Add the butter piece by piece and stir until it disolves
Beat the eggs and remaining 1/3 cup of sugar until thick and add the chocolate/butter mixture
Combine gently, but well, with a rubber spatula scraper and then pour into the
prepared pan
Bake in a Bain Marie for 30 to 35 minutes until tip is dry and firm
Unmold right away--not onto a rack but onto the serving plate.
A Bain Marie is a 2 sided pan with water between the pans. Fill the pan with water, being careful to not fill too much to avoid water getting into the cake.
Top with whipped cream, ice cream, raspberry sauce, anglais or chocolate curls.
Serves 10 normal people or 5 honkers.
This dessert is soooooo good you will be the talk of the town !! Guaranteed !
Developing an attitude of gratitude is or should be the most important character trait we can develop. It stands out against honesty, integrity, kindness, and generosity and patience. Being genuinely grateful for our blessings (no matter where they come from) can be somewhat unnerving at times. If we dislike the giver of such a blessing we may be reluctant to accept it at face value. Or we may be reluctant to accept it because we feel it is given in the sense of someone just 'doing a duty', so we need not be grateful at all.
Not so. A grateful heart shows love to the giver. A grateful heart shall be honest in the acceptance of the gift. A grateful heart shows that we appreciate the patience and generosity of the giver and the effort they have gone to to make our life a little happier.
Gratitude is 2-sided, benefiting the giver and the receiver.
Ruth-- Love you all
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
House of Dreams
A street of dreams home has long since been designed to entice and encourage to buy! Supposedly to create the perfectly beautiful and functional situation in which the lucky family could exist in complete comfort and harmony.
I remember my street of dreams: where I could lie in the grass on a summer afternoon watch the ants crawl through the grass while the birds sang. Where noone bothered me to come and play or give them a push on the swing. Where I could daydream or plan or remember or think of new things to do tomorrow.
Where a new nest of swallows were worth keeping under surveillance to be sure you saw the first ones out of the nest.
To notice the cow as it came in for a drink and Mama's chicken pen that would one day furnish dinner and before that, eggs.
To keep track of the delivery man who bought huge sacks of grain and hay for the cow.
To watch for the ice man's truck as it came down the street to ourhouse and we knew we could always get a few free ice chips from the back of the truck.
Remember borrowing the grocery wagon from Butterfield's store and then returning it for the use of the next customer. That was when Mama bought big boxes of tomatoes and peaches to can.
But the 'corn man' came with gunny sacks full of corn and we knew we'd have roastin' ears for dinner that night and maybe even twice.
The junk man was probably our favorite. He was dirty and unkempt, but he would buy the old lids from Mama's canning jars--and we could get as much as five cents!
But all of this was just the activity of the day. It did not show the loving care Mama took to be sure we were safe aqnd secure. It did not show the plans and hopes and encouragement we received as we grew from knowledge we gained at school Neither did it show the friendships and encouragement we gleaned from friends. It did not repeat Papa's tutorial: ""Tis the set of the sail and not the gale that determines the way you go."
Add to this: show respect to your elders and siblings, help with a chore, keep a friend, make a new friend, volunteer, plan a party, remember a birthday, go for a walk.
Keep happy, keep busy, keep doing good, and smile.
What are your memories? Mom
I remember my street of dreams: where I could lie in the grass on a summer afternoon watch the ants crawl through the grass while the birds sang. Where noone bothered me to come and play or give them a push on the swing. Where I could daydream or plan or remember or think of new things to do tomorrow.
Where a new nest of swallows were worth keeping under surveillance to be sure you saw the first ones out of the nest.
To notice the cow as it came in for a drink and Mama's chicken pen that would one day furnish dinner and before that, eggs.
To keep track of the delivery man who bought huge sacks of grain and hay for the cow.
To watch for the ice man's truck as it came down the street to ourhouse and we knew we could always get a few free ice chips from the back of the truck.
Remember borrowing the grocery wagon from Butterfield's store and then returning it for the use of the next customer. That was when Mama bought big boxes of tomatoes and peaches to can.
But the 'corn man' came with gunny sacks full of corn and we knew we'd have roastin' ears for dinner that night and maybe even twice.
The junk man was probably our favorite. He was dirty and unkempt, but he would buy the old lids from Mama's canning jars--and we could get as much as five cents!
But all of this was just the activity of the day. It did not show the loving care Mama took to be sure we were safe aqnd secure. It did not show the plans and hopes and encouragement we received as we grew from knowledge we gained at school Neither did it show the friendships and encouragement we gleaned from friends. It did not repeat Papa's tutorial: ""Tis the set of the sail and not the gale that determines the way you go."
Add to this: show respect to your elders and siblings, help with a chore, keep a friend, make a new friend, volunteer, plan a party, remember a birthday, go for a walk.
Keep happy, keep busy, keep doing good, and smile.
What are your memories? Mom
Friday, May 23, 2008
Well, guess what happened at our house? I got a bill for Robert A Palmer at our address that was for an American Express card. Problem is that Bob doesn't have an AE card. So I called the company, told them what happened and when they put all the numbers in to check it out, decided it was fraud and they will take it from there. I told them about our stolen mail (checks, etc.) and they said it could be an extention of that. Great day, will it ever end?
Bob and I went to Costco yesterday after the doctor (to get his parking permit for oldie-moldies
) and when we got home we were so exhausted! I am not usually wiped out just going through Costco, but Bob always is. So I got out my trusty little carrier that has wheels, put the stuff in and couldn't pull it up the walk!
Bob is always telling everyone that I am just like a spring chicken, but I guess this chicken is beginning to molt! Guess the alternative is to quit eating and get skinny. That would be an improvement anyway.
Keep checking my email for more castle pix but so far, nothing. Now I'm stuck for more things to do on Bobby's scrapbook. I think I am having as much fun doing the book as he has had doing the castle---and with a lot less effort. He reports that so far his leg--broken--is a lot less painful than the foot and knee.
Carla did her usual thing for Wendi's baby shower. Tremendous amount of food--fatening--fun games--lots of enjoyment during the evening. And a lot of gorgeous presents including the essentials: diapers.
Karen reports that Ben is getting closer to that happy occasion, graduation. But first he has to check out his problem with a possible surgery. That will come first, and will be done in Seattle if needed.
Love to all------------Mom
Bob and I went to Costco yesterday after the doctor (to get his parking permit for oldie-moldies
) and when we got home we were so exhausted! I am not usually wiped out just going through Costco, but Bob always is. So I got out my trusty little carrier that has wheels, put the stuff in and couldn't pull it up the walk!
Bob is always telling everyone that I am just like a spring chicken, but I guess this chicken is beginning to molt! Guess the alternative is to quit eating and get skinny. That would be an improvement anyway.
Keep checking my email for more castle pix but so far, nothing. Now I'm stuck for more things to do on Bobby's scrapbook. I think I am having as much fun doing the book as he has had doing the castle---and with a lot less effort. He reports that so far his leg--broken--is a lot less painful than the foot and knee.
Carla did her usual thing for Wendi's baby shower. Tremendous amount of food--fatening--fun games--lots of enjoyment during the evening. And a lot of gorgeous presents including the essentials: diapers.
Karen reports that Ben is getting closer to that happy occasion, graduation. But first he has to check out his problem with a possible surgery. That will come first, and will be done in Seattle if needed.
Love to all------------Mom
Monday, May 19, 2008
Okay, I'm gonna try one more time!
Spent this morning trying to cut a piece of indoor-outdoor carpeting Dana and Doug brought over so that I can put it where it will kill weeds. Hope it works.
Then Grandpa came on the scene and started transplanting small tomato starts into bigger pots. It is all a big job and I don't even like tomatoes! Besides it is hard on fingernails.
Ruth
Spent this morning trying to cut a piece of indoor-outdoor carpeting Dana and Doug brought over so that I can put it where it will kill weeds. Hope it works.
Then Grandpa came on the scene and started transplanting small tomato starts into bigger pots. It is all a big job and I don't even like tomatoes! Besides it is hard on fingernails.
Ruth
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Looking back on the last week, I wonder what it would be like to not EVER see any of my kids again. Tami came on Tuesday and left the following Tuesday, but not a thing happened in between that was so spectacular that I could 'put a mark on the wall'. Just the usual, visits, smiles, exchanges of happenings, picture taking--all the usual stuff. Makes me wonder if I am getting so old that all of the 'usual stuff' is not penetrating my brain.
I seem to survive not seeing my other kids as often as I like. I guess it is because it is so far between Tami's visits that the score board flashes. There should be something we can do to relieve the nostalgia feelings that come when she comes and increases when she leaves. Anyway, I was happy to be able to go with her on one of the picture-taking safaris. Just remembering makes it all worth it. And makes me think that maybe the next visit won't be so long in coming.
I think I will write this again because it seems to have gotten lost in the fog. Or something. But Carla took Jackie and I for lunch for Mother's day. We went to a neat little place in old-town Silverdale where they make fantastic sandwiches, quiche and soups. After that we went to get our nails done. That makes the Mother's Day Feeling stretch out for a long time.
Bob was so antzy to get a riding lawn mower that he couldn't stand it. Finally got one---mowed the grass and was so tired he had to sit there and rest before he could make it off. Needless to say, I don't think he needs one. Maybe he can get a bunch of bunnies. Anyway, does anyone want a nice little mower? I'm sure this one is for sale!!
Did anyone see the moon Saturday night? I didn't but wished I had. Heard it was most spectacular, with rainbow rings in bright colors all around. Could it have been from the dust of the earthquake in China?
Luv y'all Ruth
I seem to survive not seeing my other kids as often as I like. I guess it is because it is so far between Tami's visits that the score board flashes. There should be something we can do to relieve the nostalgia feelings that come when she comes and increases when she leaves. Anyway, I was happy to be able to go with her on one of the picture-taking safaris. Just remembering makes it all worth it. And makes me think that maybe the next visit won't be so long in coming.
I think I will write this again because it seems to have gotten lost in the fog. Or something. But Carla took Jackie and I for lunch for Mother's day. We went to a neat little place in old-town Silverdale where they make fantastic sandwiches, quiche and soups. After that we went to get our nails done. That makes the Mother's Day Feeling stretch out for a long time.
Bob was so antzy to get a riding lawn mower that he couldn't stand it. Finally got one---mowed the grass and was so tired he had to sit there and rest before he could make it off. Needless to say, I don't think he needs one. Maybe he can get a bunch of bunnies. Anyway, does anyone want a nice little mower? I'm sure this one is for sale!!
Did anyone see the moon Saturday night? I didn't but wished I had. Heard it was most spectacular, with rainbow rings in bright colors all around. Could it have been from the dust of the earthquake in China?
Luv y'all Ruth
on Tami's visit--reflections
I have been thinking about Tami's visit. One week. One week to cram everything into that should take months . Of course, there were other things she had on HER schedule besides hanging out with us. Visit old friends, cousins, do the picture-taking routine. I was glad to spend one afternoon along on one such trip.
One week. Not enough time for anything, really. Just to get used to her smiling face and conversation, and then she was gone again.
Guess I'm being nostalgic or just feeling lonesome or something.
One thing we can enjoy is watching the grandkids and their kids at the swimming pool. Made it nice that Jack and Jackie were there too. As long as the nice weather lasts, so will the swim team and the water basketball.
I'll try to get this one posted before I strike the wrong key. I lost the last one.
We love you, Tami, and look forward to more visits.
Karen and Wes just returned from a trip to Nova Scotia to visit family. We'll see them at Ben's graduation and catch up on the news.
Wishing you have the kind of day that reminds you just how Blessed you are.
Ruth, with love.
One week. Not enough time for anything, really. Just to get used to her smiling face and conversation, and then she was gone again.
Guess I'm being nostalgic or just feeling lonesome or something.
One thing we can enjoy is watching the grandkids and their kids at the swimming pool. Made it nice that Jack and Jackie were there too. As long as the nice weather lasts, so will the swim team and the water basketball.
I'll try to get this one posted before I strike the wrong key. I lost the last one.
We love you, Tami, and look forward to more visits.
Karen and Wes just returned from a trip to Nova Scotia to visit family. We'll see them at Ben's graduation and catch up on the news.
Wishing you have the kind of day that reminds you just how Blessed you are.
Ruth, with love.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Happy Happenings
This blog business is the pits !! I love reading other people's stuff but can't seem to manage getting a word of my own in without help. Good thing Tami calls me.
I have been going gang-busters on scrap booking. Got a bunch done on the castle book and some more on the calendar book. I feel like a pro !
Carla took Jackie (her Mom) and I out for Mother's day lunch. We went to a neat little place in old town Silverdale that makes fabulous sandwiches, soup and quiche. Naturally I couldn't eat all of it so I had some the next day for lunch.
Jackie was a little retisent to stay the rest of the day doing stuff, but since Jack (Her husband) was up and going to town on his own after his last surgery, I told her that he wouldn't even know if she was home or not, so we all went to have our nails done. That is always fun and lasts for several days or weeks, so the Mother's day feeling lasts longer.
Grandpa Palmer has been chomping at the bit to get a new riding lawnmower. His friend, Bob finally got one and delivered it. Well, now he knows that he can't use it. I took pictures of it with him on it--with his cane--for posterity purposes. Now it is for sale again. Anyone need a riding lawnmower?? I told him that that would happen, but he just had to try
Lisa came by the other day and spent the day with us. It is always nice to visit with her. Last time she was here, she showed me how to make frozen french fries. So I took them out to cook but they package had not sealed and they were all freezer burned. So we made new ones and had french fries and chicken for lunch. At 4 o'clock she had to leave to pick up Mason to get a tuxedo for his friend's wedding.
Looking forward to Ben's graduation from Umatilla High School. And to Jon Carr's wedding on the same day. We plan to wing it over to Lisa and Mason's and travel together. Saves a bit on gas which is the main problem these days. Ben will soon leave for the army and I wish him all the luck he can carry with him. He will need it from what I hear of the military. But he has signed in and now he belongs to Uncle.
After living in Washington (again) for7 years, we finally became 'legal'. It took 3 days to get all the paper work together for the drivers license and car, but the parking permit for Grandpa
has to be run past a doctor again. That will come next week.
I would sign this Ruth and Bob but he won't touch a computer let alone write, so this will just be me...................Ruth
I have been going gang-busters on scrap booking. Got a bunch done on the castle book and some more on the calendar book. I feel like a pro !
Carla took Jackie (her Mom) and I out for Mother's day lunch. We went to a neat little place in old town Silverdale that makes fabulous sandwiches, soup and quiche. Naturally I couldn't eat all of it so I had some the next day for lunch.
Jackie was a little retisent to stay the rest of the day doing stuff, but since Jack (Her husband) was up and going to town on his own after his last surgery, I told her that he wouldn't even know if she was home or not, so we all went to have our nails done. That is always fun and lasts for several days or weeks, so the Mother's day feeling lasts longer.
Grandpa Palmer has been chomping at the bit to get a new riding lawnmower. His friend, Bob finally got one and delivered it. Well, now he knows that he can't use it. I took pictures of it with him on it--with his cane--for posterity purposes. Now it is for sale again. Anyone need a riding lawnmower?? I told him that that would happen, but he just had to try
Lisa came by the other day and spent the day with us. It is always nice to visit with her. Last time she was here, she showed me how to make frozen french fries. So I took them out to cook but they package had not sealed and they were all freezer burned. So we made new ones and had french fries and chicken for lunch. At 4 o'clock she had to leave to pick up Mason to get a tuxedo for his friend's wedding.
Looking forward to Ben's graduation from Umatilla High School. And to Jon Carr's wedding on the same day. We plan to wing it over to Lisa and Mason's and travel together. Saves a bit on gas which is the main problem these days. Ben will soon leave for the army and I wish him all the luck he can carry with him. He will need it from what I hear of the military. But he has signed in and now he belongs to Uncle.
After living in Washington (again) for7 years, we finally became 'legal'. It took 3 days to get all the paper work together for the drivers license and car, but the parking permit for Grandpa
has to be run past a doctor again. That will come next week.
I would sign this Ruth and Bob but he won't touch a computer let alone write, so this will just be me...................Ruth
Saturday, May 10, 2008
on the outside looking in
Okay, Paije, how come your blog is for 'invitation only!' Grandmas should have a secret path that allows them easy access !!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Washington License
Tuesday Bob and I went to get our new WA drivers license. No one told us about the new processes you have to go through, So we returned home to collect a document mailed by the government to our address, our passport, current drivers license (the only thing we had) and ss card.
Day two: returned with paper work. Got license. Went to licence office. Went home for more paper.
Day three: Will go back to the license office,get tabs, and from there to the doctors office to get a wheelchair parking permit for oldie-moldies. Don't know how long it will take the doctor to respond, but I can only hope.
Incidentally, I had my wig on when I took the license picture, so I don't have to worry about a 'bad hair day' in the photo.
Other than all the things we do from day to day I am currently working on a castle scrapbook for son,Bobby and that has been both enjoyable and challenging. Parri has been my right-hand and encourager and helper.
Blogging is fun. I told Grandpa that anyone could see his 86th birthday picture because it will be on the internet---and he cried! The idea of being famous was too much.
Day two: returned with paper work. Got license. Went to licence office. Went home for more paper.
Day three: Will go back to the license office,get tabs, and from there to the doctors office to get a wheelchair parking permit for oldie-moldies. Don't know how long it will take the doctor to respond, but I can only hope.
Incidentally, I had my wig on when I took the license picture, so I don't have to worry about a 'bad hair day' in the photo.
Other than all the things we do from day to day I am currently working on a castle scrapbook for son,Bobby and that has been both enjoyable and challenging. Parri has been my right-hand and encourager and helper.
Blogging is fun. I told Grandpa that anyone could see his 86th birthday picture because it will be on the internet---and he cried! The idea of being famous was too much.
Monday, May 5, 2008
This blog business might be something that could easily be performed with no effort other than a flick of the finger. And nothing more than a thought that got lost in the fog. Well, we'll see if it amounts to anything if someone takes time to answer my ramblings.
Five of us met to do some scrapbooking the other day. It was fun and very productive.
I am currently in the process of making a book of my son's 'castle' in MO. It will be a wedding chapel if and when it is completed. (sounds like it may be a year or two in the process because he keeps falling off the roof) Well, not really, but it has happened. He is currently nursing a broken leg and feeling sorry he slid so far, but thankful that his daughter is skilled with the crane to rescue him.
Building this castle has been his dream ever since he spent time in Scotland, and not everyone has the opportunity to make a dream come true. So, I will say: Keep at it, Go for it, and all other words of encouragement.
Grandpa is 86!
Bob Andrews hosted a birthday celebration - held at the home of Grandma and Grandpa Palmer - to celebrate Grandpa's 86th birthday on May 2. The strawberry filled cake and ice cream were yummy!
Stan presented Grandpa with a "Grandpa's weeder" to easily remove dandelions. No bending required, a twist of the wrist is all you need.
The Sound of Music pereformed at a local playhouse in Bremerton was also on the birthday schedule.
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