Hurricane Dolly brought us some good rain. So far we have collected a little over 2 1/2 inches. Ethan and I took advantage of the rain to use umbrellas on a walk around the neighborhood. Hunter decided to stay in and work a puzzle. Both boys are spending a week here in SA.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Chocolate Pie
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Delightful Surprise

Today I opened the door to this lovely gathering of flowers. Not everyday that the doorbell signals such joy. John and Marie Grey of Connecticut sent it as a thank you. This couple bought Walt's Buffalo Soldier painting a while back. They were back in town recently and decided to look him up. By happenstance, Walt was on duty when they came by the River Arts Gallery. Walt invited them to have dinner with us. We took the opportunity to show them a few of our favorite SA places before introducing them to La Fonda on Main. It was indeed our pleasure to get to spend time with these visitors, and these flowers are the whipped creme on that dessert. Thank you, Guys.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Evan
There is a young man in my life that makes me very proud. He is such a special boy...sweet, loving, considerate, charming, smart, athletic, adventuresome and loved by all kinds of women. I've prepared a bit of a look at him through the eyes of the women, children and pets that love him. I'm the lucky woman he calls "Aunt."
Friday, June 27, 2008
Breakthrough
I'm a shopper. Not that I buy so much, just that I shop for the bargains and best buys. Knowing that about me, Walt got prepared for a long ordeal after we decided it was time to replace our 23-year-old mattress.
We had read in the paper about a bedding company that had donated a really first class bed set to a seriously wounded San Antonio veteran. That was our first stop...and our last. It took no time for us to agree on the one we wanted and then to decide we'd spend the money. It helped that the one we wanted sells at the same price everywhere.
One stop shopping! BREAKTHROUGH for me.
We had read in the paper about a bedding company that had donated a really first class bed set to a seriously wounded San Antonio veteran. That was our first stop...and our last. It took no time for us to agree on the one we wanted and then to decide we'd spend the money. It helped that the one we wanted sells at the same price everywhere.
One stop shopping! BREAKTHROUGH for me.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Summer Quilt Camp

Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Guess Who Came for Pie
Clevel Sluder called this morning to say she was in town. My first response was, "Can you come for lunch?" Clevel always told me not to invite her unless I really wanted her because she'd alway come. Well, I'm always ready for Clevel to come. She is one of my dearest and oldest friends from Corpus Christi -- oldest figuratively and literally. She turns 90 this December. She could pass for 60 any day. What a joy to have spent the afternoon with this lovely lady.

Sunday, June 08, 2008
Tomatoes

Saturday, June 07, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Sisters
What a pleasure to have my two daughters join me on a girl trip to New Zealand! We had a chance to interact as adults and to celebrate family. My sister lives there and so do all her children. We had a wonderful time. I invite you to share in our adventures.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Hello from New Zealand
It seems I waited and waited for April 16 to arrive so I could begin my visit to my sister's. Now April is ending and the days between the start and today have flown by in an instant. Must be that I am having fun. Indeed, I am.
Dijea and Stehle came with me. What a joy to have my girls with me and the three of us seek adventure together. The first thing they were introduced to was the beach below my sister's house. The weather dripped and blew, but it didn't stop us from searching for sea glass. Those two girls had so much fun finding sea glass. Every opportunty they had was spent on the beach searching. In the end, they got picky and only took back their favorite pieces.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
AWAY
Today is the eve of my departure for New Zealand, and what I hope will be a month long adventure. My two daughters are crossing with me, but they can only manage a 10 day stay. Hopefully, I will be able to get to a computer and blog some of the happenings. Check in to see how things are going.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Visitors
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Spring News

We are "in the bloom" these days. So nice to see the flowers. We are particularly proud of our geraniums that we managed to keep over the winter and the azaleas that are blooming for the first time in several years. We can boast of tomatoes on our
plants already, and the peppers have blooms on them. We've planted 38 pepper of varying types...I know, it's a bit overdone.

Eighty-seven...still ticking

Monday, March 31, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Timely Arrival
Sunday, March 09, 2008
IT'S OFFICIAL
It's official. I am old. I passed the excitement of getting older at 21. The worst aging experience came at turning 30. I spent the whole day in bed. The 40 and 50 marks happened without fanfare and were hardly noticed. Not so for 60. I thought I'd at least get a party since no one had thought of it before. Nope. No celebration...just covered in oldness. Now, this officially old has nothing to do with numbers. There is other evidence. I am getting an implant!
It happened because I chomped down on a pecan shell that shouldn't have been in the pecans I put in my waffle. Upper back took went...ccccrrrraaackk! Dr. Dentist said, "Tooth gone, go for the implant. Dr. Oral Surgeon has removed the tooth and implanted the base. In a few months, I'll have the first all false tooth. See, it's official...I'm old.
Darn it!
It happened because I chomped down on a pecan shell that shouldn't have been in the pecans I put in my waffle. Upper back took went...ccccrrrraaackk! Dr. Dentist said, "Tooth gone, go for the implant. Dr. Oral Surgeon has removed the tooth and implanted the base. In a few months, I'll have the first all false tooth. See, it's official...I'm old.
Darn it!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
It's Started

The yearning...that feeling that saturates your body with hope and desire in the middle of January and grows stronger in February. The voices that say...it's coming! It's coming. As the temperatures hover in the 70's and wander into the 80's for a day or two, it might snow in Denver. Wonderful sunshine that the people of Seattle would envy pour into the windows almost every day. Only occasionally do we in San Antonio have to deal with winter in winter. So, here I am, in mid-February, getting things ready for spring.
So far we have had the cedar elms de-mossed and trimmed a bit to be more tidy. Cone flowers that were misplaced in the garden have been dug up and potted. The lawn has been aerated and spread with specially formulated Alamo grow compost from Gardenville. The garden areas have been spaded into big chunks then applied with that compost, and some have been tilled. Herbs are finding their way into my pots. Tomotoes purchased a couple weeks ago and uppotted, were put into the ground yesterday. That could be a bit optomistic, but I can cover if needed. Pavers have been purchase and stacked because a new walk is in the making.
Yes, it has started. Seems I'm taking a bit more ibuprofen these days.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Last Year's Project
I worked all last year on a quilt for my sister. It was supposed to be for Christmas and it was suppose to be a surprise. I didn't quite finish in time for it to arrive in New Zealand by Christmas, but I was close. As for the surprise, well...she may have had a bit of an idea.
I kept our mom informed. She loves being in on things. But she is pretty terrible at keeping a secret. Not that she comes right out and tells, she just leaves little crumbs to be picked up and combined over time. But, that's ok.
Susan's phone message left on the recorded after she got it was priceless.
I kept our mom informed. She loves being in on things. But she is pretty terrible at keeping a secret. Not that she comes right out and tells, she just leaves little crumbs to be picked up and combined over time. But, that's ok.
Susan's phone message left on the recorded after she got it was priceless.
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