January 28, 2012

It's the Little Things

Making pinto beans makes me happy, I have so many good food memories about beans: Grandpa Fulfer always made black eyed peas and collard greens for New Years. One of my favorite meals as a child was my mom’s special Hurst’s HamBeens 15 Bean Soup and homemade cornbread. I created my wonderful Pumpkin Black Eyed Pea Soup out of what was in the house one day - it remains Jesamie’s and my favorite. The last night Grandma Ferne was in her house, she, Daddy, and I ate her wonderful pintos she’d made and froze in portions. Humble goodness.

Mark’s hands. Every winter his finger tips crack and split painfully. He wraps them in bandages and tape after treating the cracks with ointment. All the lotions and potions don't make a bit of difference.  I am grateful for those hands that work to provide.

I've been looking for one of these for years, too cool. Our neighbors, Ed and Linda Van Horn, discovered one in their mother's estate and gave it to me. I love it's retro cool. I don't remember if my grandparents had one but it belongs in my memories with Sen Sen, those oval rubber squeeze coin pockets, and the Kleenex boxes with the map motif that they always had in the car.

My favorite flowers, beautiful Irises. This bouquet was for sale in our new and improved Safeway. Its design exactly like all the other fancy schmancy Safeways across the state. It replaced the tiny, crowded aisle, hometown feel Safeway across the street. I resisted the change at first, it felt sterile and un- neighborly. I think everyone was in change shock but have now adapted - the after work, picking up dinner ingredients, "what are you having" smiles and chat are back.

Dragonfly, princess cat, asleep on a pile of decorator pillows. The Beanie Baby elephant Jessica gave me is a little larger than a pea but doesn't seem to be bothering her much.

My crowning glory. I wear it up in a bun almost all the time to keep it from being in the way, it gets yanked when I roll over in bed and find Mark is laying on it, and when I have a migraine I want to chop it off. This is the longest my hair has ever been and I want more! I just got it trimmed and had it low-lighted. Awesome!

Pace, calling his friends, thrilled that he can have a sleepover. He is so emotive, it's nice when we can say yes and bring out the smiles.

This is a citron Greg, our neighbor, bought at a roadside stand and gave to us. I'd heard of them but never even seen a picture of one. It is among the strangest of fruits I think. Now for a zesty recipe.

January 21, 2012

Rainy Days and Mondays...

Journaling Says (in the tone of Richard Dawson):

15 We took a half-hour jaunt to the beach Sunday afternoon for a breath of fresh air. Pace brought his army action figure and a camouflage vehicle pulled by a rope to play with. I suspect this will be one of the last beach toy play days he has.

16 More family fun and a night off cooking for me at Babe’s Pizza. The boys enjoyed the games while Mark and I watched the Lakers beat the Mavs. We’re still not completely recovered and gave ourselves permission to veg out with some screen time.

17 All of these logs will be in China soon, milled into lumber, and most likely imported back to the US. I think they are beautiful. There are stacks and stacks of logs just behind the Oak Harbor terminal. It’s an impressive sight.

18 My sweet guy practicing his old man look - wearing a warm fuzzy hat with readers perched on the tip of his nose. I look forward to knowing that old man with the well spent years of kitchen table Bible study.

19a Rows of golf carts abandoned and soaked waiting to roll again.

19b Lake Muni. It’s rained for days on end. Eureka Municipal Golf Course is more canoe than cart ready and will be for awhile.

20 A stormy north coast close of the day. At the top of each of the farther set of pilings perches a gull, hunkered down for the duration.

21 Mark and Jodi Magazzi flanked by the Sjoquists, Bob and Darcy, taking their turn to host the monthly couples dinner. Photo of us all looking a photos.
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January 20, 2012

Starlngs in Winter Tree - Week Two

Journaling Reads:

8 Starlings in Winter Tree - Target, Eureka, CA.
A small bit o’ invasive nature observed after shopping. Brought home the second part of the last Harry Potter movie which the boys refuse to watch. Mark and I will have to catch it on our “kid free” weekend. We’ll also have to catch a walk along the coast to see a bit more nature.

9 Monday means Pace and I get our small treasured moments alone together. If I pick him up from school (usually late), he finishes the afternoon with me at the office or spends a little time by himself at home. Ryan usually takes him to their mom’s until dinner time or Mark gets home.
Here he’s greeting Olive before getting in the truck we borrowed from my boss when both our cars broke down in some sick cosmic joke of events on Christmas Eve day. We are blessed to have it available. Got my camera out just in time to shoot their reflection in the side view mirror.

10 Mark sick in bed with a night cap on his head but still in good spirits. This was our week - sharing sickness and taking care of each other. He felt it most during the weekend and did not lose time at work. I took Friday off and did as little as possible all weekend. Hope we don’t have another go round in the house anytime soon.
One boon - Ryan survived a course of antibiotic with no ill effects. He exhibited some allergy symptoms as a toddler and hasn’t been exposed since. That takes care of one small worry for his future as a Marine and the possibility of needing treatment in the field. The need for treatment is another story...

11 Olive in a very attentive pose observing a crow far across the field. In December Almanac Mark mentioned that the day would be an hour longer come January 22. Ollie and I took advantage of the lengthening daylight to squeeze a walk into the evening. It was COLD. Maybe Almanac Hubby can read up on increasing temps come next month!

12 Mark, a man in his unnatural element. I’m so proud of him for taking on the managerial tasks he’s had the opportunity to tackle over the past year. The night he applied for Oak Harbor online, I did the data entry. That was two years ago - and baby, we’ve come a long way. Computers, still not a favorite, but definitely part of his daily life. Who’d have thought?

13 I medicated myself with Alka-Seltzer Cold Medicine constantly, day and night varieties, enjoying the relief delivered in a crystal goblet. Grandpa Jack gave these to Grandma Ferne and her to me. She passed them on with some negativity, scoffing that he would give her “wine” glasses. In all the hustle of moving her, I didn’t recognize the style of the glasses. It makes me sad that she didn’t understand the intent of his gift, which I assume was, to bring beauty to her tea-totaling beverages.
Application: be open to the beauty that is gifted, do assume ill motives. And - I will appreciate these glasses for her. And - I appreciate the relief Alka-seltzer brings. Plop, plop.

14 Here am I - in bed with two cats and a one big dog, not intending on moving anytime soon. Head painer, nose runner, lungs cougher, body acher, mouth sneezer - a horizontal statistic of the cold season. Lovely. Grateful for bed and home and warmth.
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January 12, 2012

2012 Week 1

Journaling Reads:

1. I found this Italian perpetual calendar in Grandma Loya’s closet when we moved her into assisted living last September. I am certain they got it while stationed there just after WWII.

2. Page 2012 of my Bible, Acts 23. Hmmm... probably a good book to study this month.

3. One of my great joys - living by the ocean and photographing boats. Someday I will live on one!

4. Here’s Olive, the silly dog, out with her papa, in the driver’s seat. Love them both.

5. “Christmas Trees Here Free” Why are there quotes around this? Bethany and Liza gave us their tree after celebrating early. A true blessing for a pauper’s Christmas. I felt a small bit ‘o sad seeing the tag end of Christmas piled in a dumpster.

6. Ford Meter Box Company - Wabash, IN water meter cover. Taken in Shelter Cove during first truck trip of the year.

7. Taken from the patio at the Marina where Mark and I enjoyed our Saturday lunch. The other side of the boat from the 3rd’s photo. Site of our first date.

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