Well, Happy New Year

Life moves pretty fast.  It's almost the end of January, and I'm still trying to catch up with what happened in 2015.

I always send out an end-of-the-year State of the Union letter at Christmas. And for the past several years we've mailed out a Christmas card with our family photo on it. This year was no exception.



Christmas was peaceful, and drama-free for the first time in a while. Chuck, Sean and I enjoyed going to choose a tree from a local tree lot. It was really my favorite tree so far, I believe. We had a chill Christmas morning with my brother, and everyone got only a couple of gifts each. After a little bit of breakfast, I took Sean to celebrate with his dad.

But, on with the New Year!

Since January 1, we've had a lot house showings. Here is a post with a link to photos of the house, in case you are looking to move to the Pacific Northwest.

I've abandoned the idea of New Year's resolutions. Making a New Year's resolution isn't my thing anyway, but this year I've had a bit of a shift in my attitude. I suddenly slipped out of my former apologetic skin. I am who I am, and I'm not going to "work" on myself. Screw that shit. I'm just fine the way I am. If I exercise, sign up for a Yoga class, go on a diet, start drinking protein smoothies, do a cleanse, begin to hike more, drink more water, read more literature, go to a play, take vitamins, eat kale, or keep track of how many steps I take in a day, it's going to be because I came up with the idea, and I want to do it-- Not because I've been guilted into doing it, or because someone else thinks it's a good idea. And if I want to drink Coke, wine, whiskey, rum, or start smoking cigarettes and eating sugar, I'm going to do that.

That's how I'm starting off this new year. I'm doing what I damn well please, along with all the stuff I have to do on a daily basis.

Here's to 2016! It's looking bright to me!

Christmas Revels

Each year, if we are in town, we go to see the Christmas Revels with my Aunt Bennie, and usually my cousin Rhian.

This year's theme was, "A Nordic Celebration of the Winter Solstice."

Dancing, caroling, drama, traditions, storytelling-- it's all such a feast for the eyes and ears. And every year they sing a couple of the same songs, which provides some feeling of familiar tradition while still giving the audience something new each year.

It's something we look forward to all year, and I feel so fortunate to live in an area that has a Revels program.

Sean turned 13 in August

These posts are not going in order, but I'm telling myself it's better to get them finished than to have them perfect.

So, Sean turned 13 in August. It was a big deal, becoming a teenager and all. I wanted to do something really special for him, but as usual, when I want to do something really special, life has other ideas.

I did manage to write a message to him in a journal, that I hoped would mean something to him, but I don't even think he looked at it.
He wanted an Airsoft party, so that's what we did. We actually had the party in September. Chuck had already said yes to an expensive Airsoft gun for his birthday, and we invited the friends who are into it to a sleepover party. There were eight kids running around the property with Airsoft guns for a couple of hours.

We had pizza and cake, and hotdogs and Marty grilled some meat, and then the number reduced to about five. All boys, who spent the night in tents out in the garden area, where we could close the gate so they wouldn't be harassed by the dogs.

I took pictures, but this has been the year of losing photos, for me. I hate that I don't have any. I'm hoping Chuck took some.

This was us at Easter

I think Chuck had to work, or maybe I just snapped this one quickly while Sean was still wearing his tie, crooked as it was.

He doesn't like church, and he was still not thrilled about having his picture taken, either.

But here we are

An old friend came to town

Life takes so many different turns, at least mine does.

I lived and worked in Asheville, N.C. for a while, and when I was there I met Lydia. She worked at a medical lab where I temped for a year. We kept in touch over the years, and then lost touch, and then I found her on Facebook, or maybe she found me. I can't remember.

We somehow both ended up out here in the Pacific Northwest. I was in California for a while, and she was in Oregon for a while. I moved to Washington, and now she's living in Alaska.

Anyway, after all this time, about 15 years, she was coming to my area for a family wedding in September. Our kids range in age from 3-13, so we decided to meet up at the zoo in Tacoma one afternoon. She and her husband Phil brought fresh, delicious, smoked salmon, which we all enjoyed during a short break before we walked through the zoo.

It was so great to see her again, and meet her husband and children.

Sean performed in a recital

We hadn't been back from our Southwest trip very long, so he had missed several lessons, and we quickly tried to get some extra lessons in before hand.

The recital was in a public park in Gig Harbor in July, and it was so very hot that day with temps in the 90s. Unusual for us.

He hated it. At first he seemed OK, but he arrived without having eaten much of anything after being at his dad's.

He performed a piano piece from a video game.
He did pretty well, considering there was a huge crowd, he was one of the first to go on, and he was using an instrument he wasn't used to.

But he didn't feel that he did well at all, and he didn't like the experience. Swears he will never do it again.

Chuck was great, and as soon as Sean arrived, Chuck stayed with him until he was ready to perform. After he was finished, he came over to the blanket we were sitting on and collapsed. He was starving, and emotional. Chuck ran up to the restaurant to find something Sean could eat while we watched the rest of the kids perform.

I regret that it was such a negative experience. I know what I should have done to ensure that he was prepared, but we live and learn.

Adventures in the Southwest

I'm trying to catch up on some of the things we did this year. I'm a little bit behind on these posts.
Sean and I took a long, 21 day trip through the Southwest in June. We arrived home on July 6. 

When David decided to join the US Air Force I knew I wanted to be there for his graduation. I spent a few months thinking on it, trying to decide if we should fly or drive, and finally decided that the trip to San Antonio needed to be a road trip.

Chuck couldn't get time off from the fire department, but I wanted to be sure that Sean and I were there. Road trips are the best way to learn about our country, and I had never been to the Southwest.

I've driven long distances, criss-crossed the country from Washington to North Carolina, and back, but I'd never driven as the only licensed driver in the car.

A New Mexico road sign.

This trip was different in many ways.  I used my phone to navigate. In the past I have always used an Atlas. To get a general idea of how long it would take us to arrive in Lackland, I looked at the map on my laptop and searched each destination for driving hours. I mapped the general route online first, then just used my phone.

On our way to San Antonio I was booking hotels the night prior. The first stop was Pendleton. I booked that hotel the night before we left. We got settled into the room there, and I booked the next one by gauging how long I could drive vs. the closest city within that amount of time driving.

I stopped pre-booking hotels after a very bad experience in Colorado Springs, Co. We checked into the Howard Johnson there, and it was filthy. Not just dirty, but disgusting. There were sketchy people hanging around outside of our room, too.
We weighed out the worst case scenario--stay in a dirty room with dirty bed covers, or sleep in the car. I was hoping we could get our money back and find a different hotel. They wouldn't give us a refund, and we drove until I couldn't drive any more trying to find a vacancy. We actually slept in the car, but it was better than staying in that room.

There are only a few pictures, because I had a technical difficulty when I downloaded the pictures from my good camera to a thumb drive. They didn't download, and I didn't realize that and erased the originals. Ugh. So many beautiful shots just gone.
I think that means we will have to go again.

We had so much fun exploring Roswell, NM, and the UFO Museum was one of our favorite stops.

When we arrived in San Antonio we had a few days to settle in. The Alamo was one of our first visits.

Grace was overwhelmed with emotion at finally being able to see David again. We were all emotional and so proud of him.

We shopped at the BX, and I had to have this shirt. 

Best place to eat in Carlsbad, NM. It's called Restaurant, haha.

White Sands, NM was suggested by my son-in-law, Bjorn. It was so hot, and so white, and blinding, and awesome and  beautiful, and strange. Go if you can.

This was one of those weird sightings that make road trips so much fun. I saw all of these hands at a nail salon inside a Walmart somewhere in Texas as we were making our way out of that state. 

We drove part of Route 66, something I've always wanted to do.

We had so many of these landscape shots that were stunningly beautiful, and they all got erased. This is the only one, taken with a cell phone. 

Four Corners!

We stopped here to get gas. It was fine, but Sean and I both agreed that with the lighting, it looked like a scene from a movie where the main characters get murdered. That would be us. We were careful, but the people there were friendly. 

I hope to go back to this with Chuck. Sean and I stopped here, but didn't tour the home. 

Here's a quick list of the amazing things we experienced:
I stopped at the Pendleton store in Pendleton, Oregon to look around. It was something I had done with my mom way back in 2004.
We stayed at Little America Hotel in Little America, Wyoming.
We spent an afternoon in Roswell, NM and visited the International UFO Museum. We bought quite a few things there, and had our picture taken in the photo booth while wearing our Alien Eyes glasses.
Our eight days in San Antonio were great. It was really hot, and very humid, but we had fun. Our hotel had a nice pool, and Sean was able to play with a lot of kids there. He has even had contact with one of them, whose brother was also graduating when Dave was.
Sean and I toured the Alamo and walked around the city. We were there a few days before everyone else arrived.
David's graduation was very nice, and it was emotional for me. I am so proud of him. It is a big accomplishment. We enjoyed our time with him, and my ex and his wife and parents. David and Sean, some of David's buddies from Basic, and his dad, all raced at a K1 track. We all went on a tour at the River Walk, and had dinner at one of the restaurants. Sean and I walked forever back to our car, and it was so very hot. But San Antonio is a beautiful city.

On our way home, we took our time. We stopped in Carlsbad, NM, the Living Desert Museum and Gardens, the Continental Divide, and Four Corners. I saw a sign for a museum that looked interesting in Bluff, Utah. There were 12 or 13 little original cabins of the Mormon pioneers who came to Utah. I don't remember the whole story. There was a gift shop, and it had some handmade items. I bought an apron that was made by Mormon ladies there, and Sean got a sling shot, which turned out to be made in China, we think. But it was still interesting. The people were nice, and I bought some things to send to a friend in Australia.

We hiked to Wilson's Arch near Moab, Utah, and we stopped at the Hole in the Rock, but didn't tour the home. It's carved out of a huge boulder, but by then we were both tired and Sean didn't even get out of the car.

Some of the foods we enjoyed were Schlotsky's Deli, and Cracker Barrel, which we don't have here. But my very favorite meal was in Carlsbad, NM at the base of the mountain going to Carlsbad Caverns. It's a mom and pop type restaurant, with an indoor miniature golf course on one side of the entrance, and strange bar stools at the cash register bar that are painted to look like the legs and butt of women. The restaurant is nothing fancy, but the food was so very good. And reasonable. I had three tacos, refried beans and rice for $7. Sean had the country fried steak, and he loved it. I don't remember the total bill, but it was one of the most reasonably priced meals we had. Some of the most expensive were at the two awful Dairy Queen fast food restaurants we had to stop at because they were the only options. Awful. Both of them.

Using the phone to navigate worked out great. Sean navigated while I drove, and he learned a lot about the geography of the Southwest. Hands-on learning is the best! We had so much fun on this trip, and I can't wait to do it again, with Chuck next time.