Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Lumpy meets the girls!

Monday, my nieces came to visit! Much hugging and jumping and happiness ensued. The weather was lovely, and most of our time was spent playing outside.

Sunshine was very excited to meet Lumpy, asking about him right away. Both she and Moonbeam showered him with love. He was invited to his first tea party.

Real snacks came later.

He was so loved, that he was invited to go home with the girls for a visit, which is where he is now.

This Is Not Dunkin Donuts

On Sunday, we got off the highway in search of a Dunkies. It was the coffee my husband was craving, not the donuts. He insists they have the best coffee, and there are no Dunkies in our state. He knew it was there. He had my son look it up on his blackberry. He found it no problem, but it was not open on Sundays! A Big Disappointment. It was downtown, in a business district, not a residential area.

However, nearby, we spotted a sign for a replica of the Santa Maria, so we parked and took a look. It is, according to the sign, the most accurate replica in the world. It was also not open, but we walked around to look at it from every available angle.

On the way back to the car, we walked through a park which had these statues, among others. My daughter wanted me to take these photos especially for our eldest, who was not with us.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Rocky Ridge

First things first - Thank you to those who answered my question about the weeds. Now that I know they are weeds, I will pull them. I suspected they were, but I was hoping I was wrong. I'm frequently wrong when it comes to gardening.

Today we visited Rocky Ridge, the home of Almanzo and Laura Ingalls Wilder. This white farmhouse is the one Almanzo built for them, one room at a time. Laura was tiny - 4 ft 11in, so Almanzo built everything for her scale. Low doorknobs, low countertops in the kitchen, low everything! All their original furniture is still in place, just where they had it. I wish I could have taken photos inside, but it was not allowed.

The stone house is the one nearby that their daughter Rose had built for them as a gift. It was a $2000 Sears catalog home which she upgraded to an $11,000 home. In the 1920's! She was a generous daughter, always buying things for her parents.

They lived in it about a decade, while Rose was living in their farmhouse, writing. Meanwhile, Laura wrote the first four Little House books while living at the Stone house. As soon as Rose moved away, they moved back to their old house and sold the stone one.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Are these weeds or groundcover?

If you know, please tell me. They are spreading rapidly over my new rose and daisy bed. They also grow between the red rock pavers that make up the patio. They are fairly attractive, but are growing taller than I thought they would. They are currently about two inches tall.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Where do you think you are?

I wonder that every Thursday when I take my son to his guitar lessons. These lessons, with which we are quite pleased, take place in a local strip mall. A strip mall decorated to make you think that perhaps you're shopping somewhere near the Mediterranean.

When they are clean and running, they do look nice, but when they are boarded over during winter, it is all too apparent that I am not living anywhere near warm blue waters. The site of them with plywood covers and dirty snow atop is rather dismal.

The piece de resistance, however, is this large fountain which sits on the corner near the intersection. I used to find it incongruous. I'd think, "Do they not realize this is a landlocked state? I mean, if I were in an oceanfront town, dolphins would make sense, but here?" Then I realized that if I were living where I might actually see a dolphin, I would not need a dolphin fountain to remind me what wondrous creatures they are. So with that in mind, isn't it lovely the way it frames the Arby's?

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Showing off my red doors

We had the house painted recently. I've taken photos in various lighting, but none of them ever looks accurate on my monitor. This one comes the closest. We are all very pleased with the colors and the work the painters did.

I especially like my new red doors. I had a red door on my last house, too. Red doors seem so welcoming to me.
I can look at a hundred paint samples and never find another color I like better than red for a door.

This close up is of the back door, so you can see the red better.


My daughter and I have been doing crafts at VBS this week. Lumpy came, too. He fits right in, as the setting and crafts have a safari theme. (The Bible theme is the Lord's Prayer.) Here, Lumpy is napping on a cot unaware a vicious lion is about to attack.

The place was crawling with lions today.

Yesterday was more peaceful. Lumpy made himself a giraffe. My daughter thought Sunshine might like a giraffe, too, so she is bringing her the supplies to make one.

Lumpy also found a friend who likes to snuggle as much as he does.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

One Little Strawberry

I have two strawberry plants in my front garden. I planted four last spring, but only two are still living. The other two didn't survive the fall bulb planting. One of the remaining plants is a scrawny fellow with no fruit. The other, who is partially obscured by a rose bush, is thriving. It had a bunch of little green berries on it until two Sundays ago, when we had a fantastic hail storm. The hail pulverized everything green; the air smelled of chlorophyll from the bashing. The two most heavily laden strawberry branches were snapped from the plant.

Sunday, we were sitting on the porch, and noticed one ripe berry. As I was admiring it from the porch, debating who should get the first strawberry, a certain small dog dashed off the porch and ate it! So yesterday evening, when I spotted the second ripe strawberry from the porch, I immediately picked it and ate it myself. She does not look remorseful, does she? No, she looks like a dog who wanted another strawberry.

Monday, June 22, 2009

This summer, while on break from Bible study which has homework, I decided I want to spend more time just reading the Bible. I googled for a read the Bible in a year plan, and came across this site: For me, someone who is on the computer daily, it is perfect. They have five different reading plans from which to choose, and numerous translations. You choose which you want, and a month in which to start. Then you get a customized page to bookmark (I put mine on the toolbar where I won't miss it.), which lists all the dates and the readings. You click the reading, and it takes you to with the readings for the day right there. As if that isn't enough to make one happy, when you come back the next time, there is a little line drawn through the passages you've already read. This is very handy for people like me who don't really care about keeping on schedule, but want to know what they read last, whether that was two days ago or two hours ago.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Handmade Dog Toys

Today my daughter and I went to a free class at the big city library to learn to make dog toys. They were simple fleece toys, cutting, braiding, tying knots. According to the instructor, chewing on fleece is like brushing teeth. This would be great, especially for Jebediah, who has had some dental problems.

When we came home, Jeb was very interested in the toys. He took them from us, one by one. Then he stared at them. Then he decided to take a nap. Jeb is more a napping hound than a playful hound these days.

So I thought I would put some of his dog toothpaste on one toy, to lure him into chewing it. If fleece is good for teeth, how much better would fleece and toothpaste be?

Jebediah licked all the toothpaste off! He didn't even touch it with his teeth!

Trixie came over to sniff the toothpaste, but she decided it was
Jeb's toy, and there were plenty of other toys for her. She seems to like the fleece toys, but she likes every toy that comes into the house. She is all for chasing and chewing.

PSA: Always Buckle Up

Always, every single time, wear your seat belt or sit in your safety seat.
No fussing allowed.

Friday, June 19, 2009


This post is especially for Sunshine, from her biggest cousin, who will come to see her this summer.

A local rose garden

My husband, daughter, and I visited this rose garden today. We were the only ones there, so had it all to ourselves.

The unusual thing about it is that it is maintained by the inmates of the county jail. (Not my county, Jefferson County.) It does not use taxpayer money; contains more than 400 varieties of roses; is built on the site of a former landfill; and is the only public, inmate run rose garden in the U.S.A.

There was even this nice big hill
for rolling down. Her dad talked
her into it.

Kravitzing, the word, defined

Kravitzing is a word that I invented for myself, but upon googling it today, discovered it is already in the urban dictionary. I coined the term for Trixie, who is a nosy neighbor, forever peeking out the window to see what is going on out in the neighborhood. She then alerts us to anything she considers amiss. Gladys Kravitz was the busy body neighbor of Samantha and Darrin Stevens, on Bewitched. If you don't remember Bewitched, ask your mom or dad to tell you about it, or get an episode from Netflix so you can see kravitzing in action.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Basic 4, passed

My Doodlebug passed Skating Basic 4 this evening. She started ice skating lessons in January. She'd never been on the ice before, and now she looks like she's been there forever. I took some photos for you, but they all turned out so grainy (and pink) that they are not worth sharing. However, she is planning to go skating when we are at Mimi's, so if any of her cousins are interested in skating with her, I'm sure that can be arranged. Mimi plans to watch, not skate, if you were wondering.

Today, Trixie tried to come with us when we left the house. I don't know why. Other times she stays home without complaint. However, there is this sign on the door of the ice rink which makes it clear that she is not welcome there. There are other, similarly worded signs inside, like the one that prohibits balls, puck, or ball or puck like objects being played with on the floors.

Lumpy's First Day

This is for my younger nieces and nephew and little friends.

What would you do if it was your first day ever? This is Lumpy, and his first day which was June 6th.

First, I had cake.

The sugar rush was awesome!

So they took me outside to wear off some of that energy.

Trees are FUN!

I kravitzed a bit.

Spotted some friends.

Checked for mail. None.

Sugar crashed. We sat in the garden and relaxed.

We went inside to read for a bit.

Then someone suggested a nap, which was just what I wanted.