Monday, January 26, 2009

My Birthday Girl!

Eleven already ... where has the time gone? My baby is 11 today!



More "stuff" by the bathroom sink - hair straightner, moisturizer, a little bit of makeup, ect...

Giggles sound more grown up

Braces

Almost as tall as Mom

A big help in the kitchen

Taking responsibility for your menagerie of animals

Wasn't impressed with the Pet Shop gift - too juvenile

Maybe likes boys just a tiny bit

Middle School in August

Yup! You're growing up!

I love you, my Abigail Jean!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Inauguration 2009

This one's risky, I know that. I could feel all of you cringe when you read the title! Let me just say here and now, that this is not an attempt to make a political statement and as you continue on you will realize just how very unlikely it would be for me to do that.



I am the first to admit that I am fairly non-political. Am I proud of this fact? Probably not, but it's just who I am. There have been many factors that contributed to this, among which is that I nearly failed Government in high school and folks, if you don't understand it, it's hard to be engaged. Another reason is my heritage. I grew up in a church that held firmly to the belief of separation of church and state, and therefore voting was not allowed. I have no memory of my parents "talking politics", but I do remember hearing my Dad on several occasions say "if I don't vote, I have no right to complain". And to his credit, I never heard a negative word out of his mouth concerning politicians - local, state, or national.



So what does someone who is non-political think of yesterday's events? I'll try to keep this brief with a touch of humor.



I thought Michelle's dress & coat was classy and I love her smile! However, I think she should demand her (our) money back for her ball gown ... it was beautiful but oh my, the problems it gave her in her brief 3 second dances with her husband. I was sure that the entire world would see her catch her heel in the hem or the train and rip the entire bottom half off, or fall flat on her face pulling the President with her.



The glitches in the reciting of the Oath was a refreshing reminder that he is human. Yeah, I know it was the other guys' fault for confusing the matter at hand, but it's proof that even something so orchestrated to every last detail could still end up wrong! I heard on the news tonight that he re-did the Oath so that there would absolutely be no question. Phew! Really people, anyone that puts himself and his family through the trials and tribulations of campaigning would certainly never say ... "never mind, I've changed my mind"!



The girls are adorable and a real spark of life for that stuffy old White House they have/get to live in. I pray that they can grow in the next phase of their lives without being damaged by the prying eyes of the media.



I noticed when Obama signed those first documents, that HE'S LEFT-HANDED! Egads! The challenges that will bring to the "special event" planners. Trust me, I know! I live in a household where 1/2 of us are lefties, and we have many "special events". Make sure the lefty sits at a place at the table where he will not fight for elbow space with a righty - perhaps at the head of the table (which will be likely for the President) or on a corner. Are the steak knives at the White House double-sided? If not, this will pose great problems when cutting steak. Pouring water into the Mr. Coffee will also be problematic, just ask Abbi. It will also likely change which side of the Presidential Desk the phone will sit. On and on ... you can see the dilemas quickly stacking up.



In spite of all the slander and abuse hurled between the dems and reps, it was a classy act to see Bush and Obama side by side as they walked to the helicopter. The Past Presidents club is a small one and they are the only ones who know what the journey ahead will feel like ... the joys, the stresses, the frustrations.



Our new President has certainly given us a whole new language to have fun with. I have enjoyed different slang and made up words that I have seen and heard .... Obamanation, Obamaphobia.



So did I vote, you might be wondering. Yes, I did. I tried my best to become engaged in the process. I did some background checks with the local police and did some various propoganda reading, like People Magazine. I also swallowed my pride when I held up the line at the polls while the pollsters had to learn how to work the "handicapped" voting booth. Let me explain ... I was 4 days post-op on my right elbow and could not even touch a tissue, much less grip a pencil. I also am not one our lefties, and couldn't even find my nose with my left hand to pick it if I had to, much less zero in on those little circles on the voting page. So I needed to succumb myself to the technology of computerized voting. Oh how I longed for a ballot with a "chad"! Did I want to vote? Not really, simply because I doubt myself in really giving the process justice. But I did my part. A more important reason for me, was that I went with my 21 yr. old to vote. My hope is that my children will be more encouraged and inspired to be involved than what I was or am.

I am so thankful to live in a free America. Where I can sit here and blog about un-important and very important issues, and not fear imprisonment or death. Where I have the freedom to vote or not to vote, and to know that if I do vote it is counted and important. It is a country where I can decide if the death of 1,000's of unborn babies is more or less important than the death of 1,000's of innocent war victims, and then make my little voice heard at election time. I can enjoy the freedom of worship at the church of my choice, and not risk the lives of those I love because of my choice.

We have all certainly witnessed history, but can one man really make a difference? I doubt it ... it's everyone on Capitol Hill! I'm inviting all my blogging friends to commit the next four years to prayer, regardless of where you stand ... red or blue, right or left. The next week, month, year, decade will soon be history to our children and our children's children. Your prayers can help write the history books!

Until the next Presidential Election ... my prayers are with you President Obama, your lovely wife, and your beautiful girls!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

How cold is too cold?

Is it too cold when climbing into your car to go home from the salon, you develop a "brain freeze" headache that doesn't go away for 7 1/2 miles? And your car's thermometer is reading -10!

Is it too cold when you wonder what that funny feeling is in your nose, only to realize it's your fine (and usually invisible) nose hairs standing at frozen attention?

Just maybe it's too cold when your 18 yr. old son, who is normally a very adventurous soul, drives home from college to snowmobile, and only is out for 20 minutes!

Or how about when your mutt dog with the shock collar on, somehow gets stranded on the wrong side of the Invisible Fence and the sweet neighbors who hear him whimpering drive him home across the fence line? I'm so glad we don't have to wake up tomorrow morning to view our very own Ice Sculpture shaped like Uno in our back yard!

I think it's too cold when my Mother's Heart has thoughts (that are fleeting of course) of phoning the President of my daughter's college to ask, beg, plea for use of that college's golf cart to haul my crutches-using daughter around campus to her classes. She surely is frozen after hobbling to and fro, and it's really not too much to ask, is it?

It's too cold when it takes an entire newscast before the complete school delay list is rotated through. My kids have tomorrow off because it's end of semester, but already many local schools are posting closure! That's too cold!!!

Is is too cold when my low tire pressure warning light is continuously showing on my dash? Husband says it's the cold air, I say he just doesn't want to freeze off his fingers by putting air in the tires.

Is it too cold to enjoy a hot cup of coffee and good conversation for two hours on a Thursday morning, at a local restaraunt? Absolutely Not!

Florida in 3 weeks ... I hear it's in the 60's ... I can't wait to feel the warmth!

Monday, January 5, 2009

Slip Slidin' Away ... to Breckenridge!




It was a cold and rainy morning - that quickly turned to ice! Friday, December 26th, the morning we were supposed to be driving to Chicago to catch a flight to Denver, our lovely northern Indiana was hit with an ice storm. Our usual 15 minute trip to the Toll Road took us a whopping 60 minutes! That was with several detours around stopped traffic that couldn't make it up hills, little hills! We also followed a salt truck driving 10 mph because he couldn't go at all without sliding all over the place. I heard later that salt trucks were driving down the roads backwards so they could attempt to get traction from the salt/sand mixture that they had just spread.

Our total trip to Midway Airport was 4 hours, and it should've only taken us 2 1/2. Needless to say we missed our flight, so all seven of us were put on standby for the next flight. As we sat there waiting, it became foggy, and it just kept getting worse and worse! When it was time for "standbys" on the flight, she called 6 of us to the counter! Just 6, no more! After much discussion, Alli's boyfriend Kyle willingly volunteered to wait for the next flight several hours later. I opposed, but no one seemed to care. Sure enough, our flight was the last one to leave the airport that night. The whole place shut down because of fog! Kyle wouldn't be able to get on a flight for two days so being the ever-resourceful person he is (with some cell phone help from his dad), took a shuttle to O'Hare, then a hotel shuttle to a local hotel for the night. The next morning he shuttled back to O'Hare and caught a flight that flew from O'Hare, Vegas, then Denver. Happily he arrived in Denver Satuday evening!

In the meantime, we easily made it to Breckenridge but Saturday proved to be a frigid day! The reports had wind chills at 65 below at the top of the slopes. The only one brave enough to give it a try was Mitch ... no surprise there! We spent the day relaxing, sleeping off altitude headaches, and wondering around our beautiful little town! I forgot to mention that in the shuffle of bodies and bags at Midway Airport, Kevin's winter coat got shoved into Kyle's carry-in. So, you guessed it, Kevin enjoyed to frigid temps without a coat!

I'll leave you with a collage of photos from our wonderful time in Breckenridge! In spite of our rough start, the weather turned out to be perfect, and we came home injury free!