Sunday, January 31, 2010


"February is merely as long as is needed to pass the time until March."
- Dr. J. R. Stockton

cold winds,
biting chills, and
white snow fluffed hills
Valentines day, a Lover's day!
presidents' day is coming our way.
February, sweet and small, greatest month of all."
- Eric Lies, 28 Word Poem for February

The beginning of a new month...can it be? February is the shortest month but has a special day within it...Valentine's Day! We have learned many years ago that most men leave any sort of gift buying to the last minute, leading the retail market to grossly inflate tradition gifts for flowers, chocolates and even teddy bears. That's why my hubby & I have decided that we would celebrate Valentine's Day earlier or later than the 14th. We have come up with all sorts of fun and creative ways to spend Valentine's Day over the past 33 years of marriage. No, we don't feel like we "must" observe this special day, nor spend a ton of money, but as with all other special days in our year, it's just a sweet way of making sure we celebrate the love we never want to take for granted. And any excuse to celebrate is a good excuse :)

Saturday, January 30, 2010

I Like Myself

I "borrowed" this poem from my Sister's Blog because I feel like it's so relevant. As girls and women our biggest enemy is ourselves. When someone compliments us, we are very quick to point out a flaw. This poem makes me happy :)

I like myself!
I’m glad I’m me.

There’s no one else
I’d rather be.

I like my eyes, my ears, my nose.
I like my fingers and my toes.

I like me wild.
I like me tame.
I like me different
and the same.

I like me fast. I like me slow.
I like me everywhere I go.

I like me on the inside too,
for all I think and say and do.

Inside, outside, upside down,
from head to toe and all around.
I like it all! It all is me!
And me is all I want to be.

And I don’t care in any way
what someone else may think or say.

I may be called a silly nut
or crazy cuckoo bird – so what?
I’m having too much fun, you see,
for anything to bother me!

Even when I look a mess,
I still don’t like me any less,
‘cause nothing in this world, you know,
can change what’s deep inside, and so…

No matter if they stop and stare,
no person
can make me feel that what they see
is all there really is to me.

I’d still like me with fleas or warts,
or with a silly snout that snorts.

Or knobby knees or hippo hips
or purple polka-dotted lips,

Or beaver breath or stinky toes
or horns protruding from my nose,

Or – yikes! – with spikes all down my spine,
or hair that’s like a porcupine.

I still would be the same, you see…

I like myself because I’m ME!


Yesterday I took Mom to the salon for a hair perm. Mom's hair is stright and when she doesn't wash it daily, it;s flat against her head. This way Mom can wet it in the morning and just finger lift it for body. I think it looks so much better. We then went shopping for a few comfy clothes so she can get dressed fior the day and not wear those god-awful hospital gowns every day, all day. Now I just need to figure out how to store them all, since the hospital is not set up for long term stays and the "closet" only holds a winter coat, boots and maybe an outfit. I'll have to meet this challenge with a creative solution....any advice?

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Wordless Wednesday

Our great-nephew Brogan Gary Born Jan. 19th

Hump Day

The sun is shining over the frozen North, making everything glitter and sparkle. It's just SO pretty!
It's been a full day, washing the bedding from two beds and filling out the paperwork for our medical insurance and pharmacy meds. Here, in B.C.,you pay an amount determined by the previous year's income. I discovered that I can file for the pharmacy coverage based on my income (which is $0, since I'm a stay-at-home-wife)because my hubby doesn't use it at all. Yay!! So, lots of forms to fill and fax off.
I also prepared to have my parents bedroom suite brought here for us to use, so I unloaded the drawers of our old dresser and books from the bookcase, which are being moved into the other bedrooms.
It'll be a busy evening ;)

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

*sigh* Life in Fort St. John is back to routine. This morning I got my youngest sis to the airport to fly home to her precious family. It has been more of a treat to have the out of town sibs visit than I could ever express. We packed the days full of together time and those memories will be with us forever.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

It's been said, "You're only as old as you feel". At this junction in life, I tend to agree more with Maxine. I'm quite certain most people feel younger than they are and it's only when you have to get up off a low, soft couch, or stand from kneeling on the floor beside the couch to look under to find a pill that's rolled under it, that you are reminded that we're in denial....we are as old as we feel!! And no, that isn't a creaky floor board but your knees.

Women over fifty already form one of the largest groups in the population structure of the western world. As long as they like themselves, they will not be an oppressed minority. In order to like themselves they must reject trivialization by others of who and what they are. A grown woman should not have to masquerade as a girl in order to remain in the land of the living.
~ Germaine Greer ~

Thursday, January 21, 2010

From: GOD
Reference: LIFE

This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day.
I love you. And, remember.... If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours. Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now. Should you decide to send this to a friend; Thank you. You may have touched their life in ways you will never know!

Now, you have a nice day.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Precious Moments

Forefront (l-r): Kathleen (youngest), Mom, Me (oldest girl), Rachel (second youngest), Rickii (niece)Wally (3rd oldest), Ed (5th oldest), Charlie (oldest), James (7th oldest), Theo (4th oldest)

Yesterday was a bittersweet day. It started out early with a family meeting at the hospital with the Doc, Long Term Care Coordinator and the Discharge Coordinator. It was difficult for us all to comprehend that there really wasn't a choice of options and recommended that both parents go into a Care home.
After that we got Mom dressed and took her out with us to their home, which is out in the country. We had an awesome time all together and Mom was able to tell us what she wanted each of us to have of theirs. We have a huge job ahead us, to sort thru and either pack or get rid of all their beblongings. Fortunately we have 9 sibs,with a 20 year gap between oldest/youngest, so there is lots to go around :)
We are snapping lots of pics and making the most of these days together.

Thursday, January 14, 2010 Break

Could it be that so many days have passed since I've posted on here? Jeepers, my days are so full this week, that it's hard to believe it's this close to the weekend already!
This week I've spent time with my big brother, Charlie and his sweet daughter, Ricki. He arrived Monday night, flying into this freezing cold weather. We've had a great time catching up on our lives. The last time I saw him was 5 years ago, so you can imagine that it takes hours and hours of chatting to even make a dent.
In the meantime I've spent time with going to visit Mom & Dad, as well as keeping on top of my household chores.
Tomorrow is also a day we've been anticipating, since I'll be taking Mom out of the hospital on a pass, so she can come with me for a few hours to pick up my two youngest sisters from the Airport and then we're going out for Chinese food. That is Mom's fave food and a huge treat, so we're taking advantage of her springing from the confines of the hospital bed and going to Mom's favorite restaurant :)

Friday, January 8, 2010

A Little Prayer For You

TO: God.Com

Dear Lord,

Every single evening
As I'm lying here in bed,
This tiny little Prayer
Keeps running through my head:

God bless all my family
Wherever they may be,
Keep them warm
And safe from harm
For they're so close to me.
And God, there is one more thing
I wish that you could do;
Hope you don't mind me asking,
Please bless my computer too.
Now I know that it's unusual
To Bless a motherboard,
But listen just a second
While I explain it to you, Lord.
You see, that little metal box
Holds more than odds and ends;
Inside those small compartments
Rest so many of my friends.
I know so much about them
By the kindness that they give,
And this little scrap of metal
Takes me in to where they live.
By faith is how I know them
Much the same as you.
We share in what life brings us
And from that our friendships grew.
Please take an extra minute
From your duties up above,
To bless those in my address book
That's filled with so much love.
Wherever else this prayer may reach
To each and every friend,
Bless each e-mail inbox
And each person who hits 'send'.
When you update your Heavenly list
On your own Great CD-ROM,
Bless everyone who says this prayer
Sent up to GOD.Com

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

I'm excited....

I think I've mentioned that I have 8 siblings, 5 brothers and 3 sisters. Next week, my oldest brother, his daughter, and my two youngest sisters are coming to visit. I realize the circumstances aren't really celebratory, since both parents are in the hospital, which is the premise of the visit, however I am excited to see them and spend some family time together. I haven't seen my brother for 5 years...yikes!!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

*received from the internet,
source unknown

We just spent several hours observing teenagers hanging out at our local mall. We came to the conclusion many teenagers in Canada today are living in poverty. Most young men we observed didn't even own a belt; there was not one among the whole group.

But that wasn't the sad part. Many were wearing their daddy's jeans. Some jeans were so big and baggy they hung low on their hips, exposing their underwear. I know some must have been ashamed their daddy was short, because his jeans hardly went below their knees. They weren't even their daddies' good jeans, for most had holes ripped in the knees and a dirty look to them.

It grieved us, in a modern, affluent society like Canada, there are those who can't afford a decent pair of jeans. I was thinking about asking my church to start a jeans drive for "poor kids at the mall." Then on Christmas Eve, we could go Christmas caroling and distribute jeans to these poor teenagers.

But here is the saddest was the girls they were hanging out with that disturbed us most. Never, in all of our lives, have we seen such poverty-stricken girls. These girls had the opposite problem of the guys. They all had to wear their little sister's clothes. Their jeans were about 5 sizes too small! I don't know how they could get them on, let alone button them up. Their jeans barely went over their hipbones. Most also had on their little sister's top; it hardly covered their midsections. Oh, they were trying to hold their heads up with pride, but it was a sad sight to see these almost grown women wearing children's clothes.

However, it was their underwear that bothered us most. They, like the boys, because of the improper fitting of their clothes, they had their underwear exposed. We had never seen anything like it. It looked like their underwear was only held together by a single piece of string.

We know it saddens your heart to receive this report on condition of our Canadian teenagers. While we go to bed every night with a closets full of clothes nearby, there are millions of "mall girls" who barely have enough material to keep it together. We think their "poorness" is why these 2 groups gather at the mall; boys with their short daddies' ripped jeans, and girls wearing their younger sisters' clothes. The mall is one place where they can find acceptance. So, next time you are at the mall, doing your shopping , and you pass by some of these poor teenagers, would you say a prayer for them?
And one more thing...

Will you pray the guys' pants won't fall down, and the girls' strings won't break?

We thank you all,
Two Concerned Grandmothers

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Hidden Treasure

Today Mom opened a Christmas card sent to her from her cousin. Out dropped this newspaper article of my Grandparents when they celebrated their 50th Anniversary. **by this time my Grandma was a Diabetic and Glaucoma had left her blind** By then we lived in BC, so Mom never made it to their celebration, since she still had small children living at home.
The other Hidden Treasure today was a necklace that Mom had my daughter-in-law make with the ruby stones, a Cameo and pearls given to Mom from her Aunt. Needless to say it is gorgeous and an heirloom. The Cameo has a clip on the back so I can remove it from the necklace if I want to.
I feel very rich right now :)

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Christmas is all tucked away for another year :)

The Christmas decorations are all packed away for another year and my home pretty much back to "normal". All that's left of the mega amounts of turkey and festive goodies are some leftover turkey and a pot of turkey noodle soup. I must say, we don't mind turkey and don't tire of it, but it is nice to just tuck some into the freezer to have a little later.
With the beginning of a new year stretching before us, I'm curious to see what adventure it holds. But one day at a time is all I'm up for, and that's fine with me :)

Friday, January 1, 2010

Ring In the New.....

"Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true."
- Alfred Lord Tennyson

"The first of January rolls around
Like clockwork it appears
I find it’s timing most profound
As it brings us each new year

Right on time, It’s never late
Has never ever blown it
Apparently this wise old date
Refuses to postpone it

Drink a toast to January one
For annual consistence
It’s coming means the old year’s done
Let’s drink to it’s persistence."
- Stanley Cooper, Happy New Year, 1926