Technology

A friend of mine from high school contacted me on Facebook this week. How cool is that? I hadn't heard from her in over 20 years, not that I'm that old or anything. Technology has definitely made a difference in keeping my family close. With people in 3 different time zones, some with small children, some with none, and all kinds of different jobs, email can reach people on their time. I write an email, send it and my parents and all my brothers and sisters can keep up with what's going on. I don't have to worry, 'Did I tell you this?' because everyone was told. For over 7 years, email has kept us connected. It was great 7 years ago when we were planning a surprise party for my parents' 50th wedding anniversary. That was fun and so much easier with email.
Before email we tried to stay connected by sending an 'add-on' letter through the family. Person 1 wrote a page, put it in an envelope and sent it to Person 2, who added their own page and sent both on to Person 3, and so on. Eventually, Person 1 would received the envelope with all the letters from the family. Person 1 would then remove their original letter and add a new one. It actually made it through the rotation once or twice. This kind of slow information sharing is so foreign to the youth of today. Snail mail is rarely used. How sad. It just feels good to get personal mail. In fact, I'm making a small Halloween box for the Singer to send to her at college. You know someone really thought of you if they send you paper mail.

The Rays won last night! Sheilds did a great job. Although David Price in the last game of the playoffs was quite spectacular. 3 more wins and the Rays will be World Champions. To think it was LAST year that they had the worst record in the league. More than one person has commented that maybe dropping "Devil" from their name has helped. I love hearing the cowbells ring while watching the game on TV, but don't know if I could handle the din of noise in person.

The Imp is off to an overnight, straight from school, so I'll have time to sew today. Less than 2 months till Christmas and I've got lots of creating to do. Speaking of creating, I've had a blast scrapping the last few weeks. The all day crop on Saturday was simply wonderful. It was amazingly well-organized, tons of goodies and freebies, and I got much done. I've managed to get through the graduations from this past May and am now working on our trip to NYC. My goal is to to have Utah completed by Christmas. Crops are neat because you can see so many different types of scrapbooking. My purpose/goal of scrapping is to create an attractive display of our family's history. I write more than alot of people...I want to remember the event. I include non-perfect, out-of-focus pictures because I'm not making a contest-winning product, but one for my family. There are many new gadgets/accessories people are using in their books: brads, ribbons, 3-D stickers, etc. I think they take up too much room. And many designs show a single photo on a page with lots of other stuff. Not my style. I really like my books. You can definitely see a progression in my style from when I first started, but the last few books are pretty uniform. Everyone says the number of pictures taken sharply declines with an empty nest. I figure, I'll finally have time to catch up on my back-logged pictures.

Rays Disappoint Me

The Rays game last night was emotionally arduous. I was convinced our young, dedicated, energetic boys would tear up the Red Sox once again. Winning would have clinched a World Series trip. With home runs in the 1st inning and going into the 7th with a 7-0 lead, life was looking very good. But, alas, it was not to be. The pitching was distressing to watch. Hubby, normally quite enthralled with Joe Madden, had choice words to hurl at him and the TV set. Losing 8-7, with a Boston walk-off win, left Hubby wound tight. I am normally content with the size of our house, but last night, what I wouldn't have done for additional rooms in which to hide. Those who know Hubby as a level-headed, calm and apparently unflappable guy would not have recognized the impassioned loon traipsing through the house. I think he saves up all his frustrations and pent-up emotions and lets them loose during athletic competitions. As he is normally sedate, I'm never really sure how to handle his potent responses in such instances. So I went to bed. Let's just hope the Rays come through in Game 6 here at home.

Last weekend was a whirlwind of events. John Angotti, Christian musician, came to our church. He offered free workshops (on liturgy and music ministry) on Saturday and performed a concert Sunday evening. The Singer, having attended Music Ministry Alive (MMA), knew his name and music. But more importantly to her was the fact that Bobby Fisher (musician, not chess player) was coming to play guitar with John. Bobby Fischer has taught/performed/witnessed at MMA. So of course, the Singer was home for the weekend. To complete the Singer's fulfilling weekend, we were asked to pick Bobby Fisher up from the airport! Oh my! The Singer got to call him on his cell phone so we knew where to meet him. I don't think life gets much better than that. Well, maybe it does. The teen choir at our church got to sing with John (and Bobby) during the concert. The Singer got to sing a verse of a song solo. Watching her entire face light up while performing with a Christian band was pretty wonderful. The Imp, taking after her father, was more low-key about the whole thing, but still enjoyed herself immensely. The concert was unbelievably wonderful and spiritually lifting.
Lest, Hubby and I, simply enjoy the weekend offerings, we were hosting our couples' prayer group at our house on Saturday night, and the Imp had her first Homecoming dance to attend.


The Imp went to Homecoming with a group of girl friends and had a great time...her biggest complaint was how hot is was (well...it has been unseasonable warm here...above 90 all week). Fortunately, the Singer did carpool duty and got the Imp where she needed to be. My sister, kindly asked if I had sewn the dress the Imp wore. No I did not. But we have gotten good use out of it. It was purchased last January for a wedding where she was Guest Book Hostess. She then wore it for 2 of her graduation events, and then for our night out on Broadway when we went to NYC.

Kids have school off today, for a teacher professional day. My garden awaits me. My lettuce and onions are coming up nicely, unfortunately not many of my strawberry seeds have produced plants. Next year, I'll purchase plants, not seeds. Much of what I've read, after I purchased seeds, recommends starting with plants. Live and learn. But the real work awaits me in my flower gardens...WEEDS. Ugh. Tomorrow Hubby will mulch while I'm off at an all-day (10 am - 10 pm) crop.

Rays the Roof

The Tampa Bay Rays won the ALDS! A Cinderella story for sure. Last year (and a few other years as well) they were dead last in the standings. This year they won the division series! We're all stoked. It's hard waiting until Friday to watch them play. The game should be great...and against the Red Sox.

I was watching Miracle on Ice and was struck by the cultural differences between 1980 and today. It's hard for me to believe that it's been almost 30 years since then. 1980 in many ways marks the beginning of my life as an adult. I graduated high school in 1981. The 80's are fresh in my memory, I'm not sure what happened to the 90's (I gave birth in 1990 and 1993...so I guess that decade is obscured by motherhood) and the time since 2000 is marked by very emotional events which seem to over-ride other memories: 9-11, Chris' death, and John's illness and death. Anyway...the coach of the American hockey team comments that only 20 guys will make the team out of 220 million Americans. The population in 2007 was estimated to be over 300 million. That's a lot more people sharing this land than 30 years ago. It's mind boggling to me to imagine that many people living relatively peacefully together.

I'm busy scrubbing down my house as we are hosting Teams of Our Lady prayer group at our house Saturday night. I love this group of couples...I know they really don't care what my house looks like. But I want it to look nice. I'm cooking a crock pot chicken dish. Saturday is also the Imp's first Homecoming. Her girl friends are meeting here before heading off to the dance. So things will be a little hectic between now and Sunday.

Next week, I'll get the opportunity to scrap bunches. My friend's hubby is out of town next week, so she's scrapping every day...I'll make it over 2 or 3 days and then the 18th is a Krop for Kids that we're attending. I love it when I can crop all day and support foster kids at the same time. And I'll savor every minute as it could be my last big crop for a while. Economic times being what they are.

Hubby is watching Christopher West speaking on Theology of the Body. He is such a dynamic speaker and has such wisdom to share. I love listening to him, so I'm off to sit next to Hubby and enjoy being married to the greatest guy.

Fireproof Your Marriage

Last Saturday morning, Hubby and I went to see Fireproof. For a super-low budget film, made by volunteers, it was quite good. We went with another couple and had lunch together afterwards. [As an aside, I'd much prefer to see movies in the late afternoon or evening, but since the price of tickets is now $9.50 for prime-time showings, we've resorted to seeing before noon showings at $5.00...and Saturday we had a free movie coupon from our moviewatchers membership so we both saw a new release movie for $5.00.] Marriage is something that is on my mind often. I believe family is the foundation of a society, and that God intended families to have a mom and a dad. I know people who've attended marriage counseling and been told things I think are destined to undermine the marriage, not help it.
Hubby and I have been involved in the marriage preparation program, Engaged Encounter, for over 18 years. It's a great ministry and being involved in teaching couples tools to use to keep a marriage healthy has benefited our marriage immensely. But I think there is not enough support for married couples who are NOT thinking of divorce. Something to nourish a marriage so that it is strong and healthy, not simply surviving. The couple we had lunch with mentioned the Covenant of Love program. So I am now working on getting this program started at my church. I've had a meeting with our Director of Faith Formation and am proceeding along. I'm am really excited about this undertaking. The Director mentioned the idea of having a program for married couples to a few couples at church and she said the response was overwhelmingly positive. She said, "The people are starving for something like this." So, I've a new mission.


The movie mentions the "Love Dare" and I'm thinking of purchasing that book, to have as a reference in dealing with anyone I love but who I'm frustrated/disillusioned with. Apparently lots of people think it'd be a good buy as mentioned in this article. I was scrapping with some friends and the talk got around to our teen aged children. One mother was sharing how hard it was to FEEL loving toward a know-it-all teen. I think the Love Dare would be a great tool in living with teenagers through their obnoxious stages. Some modifications would need to be made, but it still seems like a good idea.

I began purchasing Christmas gifts. With the economy like it is and with the extravagant vacations we took this past summer, Christmas will be relatively small this year. I made a trip to JoAnn's and with my 40% off coupon I bought quilted material to make "Vera Bradley" type purses. I also purchased sale material to make each of them a night-shirt. I'm crocheting an afghan, that Hubby knows about, but will be wrapped and put under the tree (although he'll probably use it before hand as he is perpetually cold and believes you can never have too many blankets/throws/afghans). I'm keeping my eyes open for good deals and will start putting things away for December. The hardest thing is the Imp having a Dec 22 birthday. Someone planned poorly on THAT, didn't they?

I've got lettuce and onions peaking through the soil. I'm so impatient. I plant the seeds and want to harvest the next week. Doesn't quite work that way. I know now why I didn't garden earlier in my life...I didn't have the patience then. I enjoy hand watering my veggies, pulling the few weeds and savoring the quiet of gardening, even for a few minutes each day. Hubby and I call it "inspecting the back 40" as if our little plat of land were a multi-acreage ranch. But to us, our home is wonderful and we're very thankful to have it. A friend is also starting to garden and when I thin my onions and lettuce, I'll give some plants to her. I over-planted the seeds...I'll know better next time. It's nice to have someone to talk dirt with.