All In Nana's Family

The Robins - empty nest today

2011-06-17T22:22:00.004-06:00

My daughter Nichole at work with her new business - porta potties. She and Ned are now the proud owners of 350 porta potties. This is her in action. They are already finding out it is a lot of work. I keep reminding her if they weren't busy they would be in big trouble.

Last baby bird to leave the nest. I don't think he wanted to go. Maybe the mother pushed him. I didn't get to see how he left.

Latest and final update on my robins nest. About two weeks ago, I noticed broken blue egg shells around on my porch and I feared something had gotten into the nest and ate the eggs. I watched the mother and father come and go from the nest with mouths filled with worms so I de cided there must be baby birds in the bottom. I watched for a couple of days as the two birds were busy coming and going always with worms. I then left for about 10 days and upon return, wa la, I find five baby birds waiting with mouths open for their next feeding of worms. Wow, they had grown fast and the nest was filled, as you can see from above. I have enjoyed watching them for the past five days grow and eventually stand, spread their wings, and peek out over the edge. They were not a bit afraid of me when I would go out and get a closer look at them but the mother bird would go crazy. Iam surprised she didn't attack me. She always seemed close by and very vocal about me getting close to her babies.

Yesterday, one by one they began leaving the nest. I don't know if they left by choice, as I never got to see them actually jump or if they just got pushed out by one of the other birdies. It was real crowded in that little nest. Today, upon examining first thing in the morning, there were only two babies left and I had a hard time leaving my window from where I have watched them from the beginning. They would peek over the edge, look around, and wonder if they should really go or stay in the security of the nest. As I returned to the window, the second to last birdie had left the nest but wasn't happy and was trying to get back up. He couldn't fly yet and was trying to climb up the boards on my porch. He just wasn't successful and finally fell to the ground and wandered off never to be seen again. That left the last little birdie and he seemed totally lost and confused as to what he should do. There was no one there to push him out and the mommy birdie kept coming back feeding him. I watched as much as I could, fascinated, most of the day as he kept creeping to the edge, looking down, then going back to the comfort of the nest waiting for the next worm to arrive. The mom was faithful to keep feeding him and about 4 p.m. as I return to the window, he had left the nest and was walking around on the porch. For a while, he just sat, I'm sure not knowing what to do and waiting for the mommy to bring worms, but she never did and my heart went out to him. I wanted to go put him back in the nest, but realized this is the cycle of life and they all have to leave the nest sooner or later.

Once the nest was empty, I saw the mom and dad or the babies no more. I felt like they had deserted me and left me with nothing to entertain myself with. How dare they!! But, it is just like real life. After working so hard for your little babies, they eventually leave the nest and you must find a new life. I just wonder if the little mommie robin gets to hang around her children and watch and enjoy the next generation. We'll see if any of them return next year to their home to have their own little family. I will miss watching them daily but will not miss the mess they left. Birds sure do poop a lot.

Memorial Day 2011

2011-06-02T21:35:00.002-06:00

This post is for my family members that did not get to visit the graves of my mother, father and two sisters, Linda and Diane. I made three trips out to the cemetary and decorated graves in the blustering wind but luckily, the rain stopped long enough for me to get my chores done. I have accumulated quite a few plastic flowers that I add to every year and I know plastic, but they don't need water and I am not good keeping real flowers alive. I also buy 6-8 pots of mums that I have learned how to secure down with stakes so they stay upright for the three days I leave them there. I then take them back to my house and plant them and if I remember to water them, I enjoy them for a couple of weeks. As I left the cemetary on Friday night after watching the sun set with my family, as I drove away I was gently reminded that I hadn't left my usual bunch of lilacs that my mother loved. I usually stop at the little house she lived in while in IF and cut lilacs but this year I took a different route to the cemetary and totally forgot the lilacs. I promised her I would get some in Boise and leave them on my way back home. In Boise, I didn't see one lilac tree and as I left, I wondered where I would find blooming lilacs on the side of the freeway. In Twin Falls, I was prompted to take a street running along the side of the freeway that I thought I had seen a lilac tree on the way past but wasn't sure. As I was just about to turn around, wa la, there were two small blooming lilac trees in the gutter so I didn't have to invade anyones property. Cut my lilacs and off I went back to the cemetary. I left the lilacs next to mom's headstone and was proud that I had listened to that still small voice telling me where I could find them. Again, the wind was blowing hard so I quickly grabbed all my flowers and I think I might have taken some other flowers that had been left there. So, if anyone left flowers at the graves and they disappeared, I probably have them and they will be put back next year.

Update on my robins. My little robin has gotten braver and doesn't frighten quite like she used to. She is spending more time in the nest so I think she must have layed her eggs. I saw something so touching today I need to get it down for all to enjoy. I haven't seen the male Robin lately but today as I sat in the chair watching, the male Robin flies to the edge of the nest, gives the female a worm, then the female jumps to the side of the nest, the male looks down at the eggs and flies away. It was sooo cute. I would love to get up there to see how many eggs there are, but I am afraid I would get attacked. Whenever the mother birdie leaves the nest and I am outside, she is close by chirping as loudly as possible warning me not to get closer. I can't resist looking at her and saying "I was here first" and off I go. I have begin to use my back door as much as possible as not to disturb her. I can't wait until the little birdies hatch. I will get another photo when that happens. If by chance someone reading is wondering about the robins, check out my last two posts.

I am looking at life different these days. Will post more on that later.

Robin update

2011-05-22T20:06:00.003-06:00

I need to add an update on my little birdie post I did on Mother's Day. In the last two weeks my little robin has attempted to build a nest above my porch light. Many times the wind has blown the nest down but she never gave up. Last attemp she was successful and I sat in my mothers favorite rocker and watched her as she finished it off. She would add sticks then move around in a circle as she cemented them down. I don't know how she ever made it stay where it is but she managed to get it in perfect sight of my watchful eyes as I sit and rest in mother's rocker. She watches me from her perch and up until today, every time I stood up to try and get a photo she would fly away. The last few days she has spent a lot more time there and seems to be more hesitant to leave the next. If she leaves, it isn't long before she is back. I think she must have layed her eggs and knows she can't leave them unattended for very long. Today, I was able to sneak up on her and snap this photo before she could fly away. I think she is realizing I am not going to hurt her or steal her eggs. I have been tempted to climb up there and look in the nest but I am afraid she will attack me. If ever I am on the porch, she is watching intently from the tree that is close by and squacking the whole time. She is definately acting like an over protective mother. I can't wait until the little birdies hatch. I will have to use the back door to avoid getting attacked. I used it as often as I could today to not disturb her. I will keep a running post and it will be interesting to see how long it tackes before the eggs hatch.

One more short post. I have to get this on record that last Friday afternoon was my afternoon from He**. I had planned a 90 minute activity for my sixth graders that was inspired by the show the Amazing Race. I had clues to each little activity I had planned and assumed it would take each of my eight teams about 10 minutes to complete the activity (which was inspired by the show Minute to Win It). I had nine activities and had some of them planned outside the school (bad idea because it has rained or snowed for the last 30 days). The first disaster happened as one of my leaders took her folder outside with all the clues and the wind immediately blew them all over the yard. Crap!! It all went downhill from there. I had parent volunteers helping with each station and I think they thought they were helping the teams by letting them complete the station as soon as possible. To make a long story short, each station only lasted about 4-5 minutes instead of the 10 I had planned and with 45 minutes left in the day I had 70 11 year olds that needed to be entertained. I couldn't send them back to class as this was a success party and that would not have been a good time for them. I ended up running relay races in the lobby of the school as by now it was pouring rain outside and the gym was being used by the p.e. classes. I have to say, that was the longest 45 miutes of my life. I'm sure I will get a call to the principals office tomorrow and I know I will burst into tears the minute I walk into his office. Lets hope he takes pity on me if I show a lot of remorse. It probably wouldn't have been so bad except there were a lot of rug burns on elbows and knees and some over hyper boys almost broke the glass doors. Only 3 1/2 days to go and a few months off. I have more time off that expected after tomorrow. Later.

Mother's Day 2011

2011-05-08T15:56:00.002-06:00

Anyone reading this blog must wonder what a robin looking in my window has to do with Mother's Day. I am now almost convinced this is my mother in the form of a beautiful bird visiting me on this special weekend. I woke yesterday to this robin watching me from the window in my bedroom. I thought surely it was a one time thing but this went all day long. It wasn't just my bedroom window, when I would go into the living room it wasn't long the bird would be watching from my porch. Back to the bedroom, sure enough, soon the bird would appear. This went on all day long. As you can see, I even got close enough to snap a bunch of photos. The puppy-dog eyes were just begging me to let her in but I really didn't want bird poop all over my bedroom or I probably would have. Also at times, the little birdie would sit on my car window (again poopy) and act like she wanted to get in and have me take her for a ride. My mother's favorite thing to do was go for a ride and somewhere along the way stop for a soft ice cream cone that she would take so long eating that it would pretty much be melted. At first, I thought it was just a coincedence, but again this morning early at my window was the robin and this time she had a partner with her. They took turns standing on the ledge looking and watching me get ready for church. Waiting patiently for me on the window ledge when I returned from church, my little robins. I am now convinced it is a visit from my mom and dad just letting me know I am not alone on this special day. Thanks mom and dad for the company.

Because I was in McCall and Boise last weekend and gas is like filling my tank with liquid gold, I didn't go visit children this weekend so all day long I been reminiscing of when I really was a mother and had a home filled with laughter, song, teasing, and an occasional punch. I decided to list some of the things I remember most back when I really had to act as a mother. Now, I enjoy just being "Nana" and not have to be the mother figure I was for many years. I enjoy watching my own children take on that role and me just stand by and enjoy the payback.

These are just a few memories I have when I had children at home: Our drives in the car when we would sing and play games; playing hide and seek at my parents home; bike rides and playing at Holt arena; Saturday soccer games; Sunday evenings watching our favorite tv show: Life Goes On; trips to Lagoon and staying as long as possible to get our money's worth; the many, many ball games where I was so proud to be "the Nead's mom."; the band and choir concerts where I was just as proud; games around the kitchen table where everyone cheated except me; everyone helping with the children we tended in our home; Sunday's with the Belnaps and our weekly grilled cheese sandwiches; our bedtime routine where I would sing my mother's lullaby and tell the same boring story till all was quiet; our move to Teton Valley and how well everyone adjusted and quickly made friends; our Christmases at my parents home and the arrival of Santa with everyone wearing new pajamas; our Thanksgivings with the Manwarings and Manwaring reunions together with mom and dad; the pride I felt every time my little family performed together; my children bearing their testimonies every fast Sunday;

I could go on for pages but I just wanted to list a few of my fond memories. The last memory I would like to list is that of the joy and sorrow I felt each time one of my children left home and me hoping I had taught them life skills they would need in order to survive in the world. Apparently I did something right, as I have the greatest children anyone could have and I am so lucky to be their mom. I love you Nichole, Jessica, Spencer, and Kelly. You are my life and you have made my life one I will cherish forever and ever.

Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Birthday for Nana

2011-01-09T18:52:00.003-07:00

It's been a while since I posted on my blog, and I don't mean to bore anyone that reads this blog, but until I get faithful with a journal, this is my lazy way of keeping track of my life. I am going to run quickly through my last couple of months as a lot has happened but I have got to get it down before I forget. I am planning on writing a history for my family as soon as I get time and I wished I had started this about 35 years ago. Word of advice to young families. Start writing down the cute things your children do so you don't have to go back and try to remember. Spencer's children love to hear stories about when their dad was young. I have about ran out and I wished I could also tell stories about their mother, but I will leave that to the other Grandma. As soon as they can understand, I can't wait to tell them the story about when Spencer was the Santa at our elementary Christmas party. He had forgotten boots so he wore his tennis shoes and as the kids came up to get their candy canes, they were amazed at how tall he was and how big his feet were. I remember one little boy looking up at him and saying "Wow Santa, you are really tall." I couldn't stop laughing. Spence didn't think it was very funny though as he hadn't expected the whole school to be there, he was sweating to death, and he was running out of candy canes. I don't think he will ever put on another Santa suit after than ordeal.

Back to my story. Starting with Thanksgiving. We had Thanksgiving this year in Boise and Kelly and his family couldn't get there until Friday. Thursday, those who were there went out to eat and I kept wanting to stand up and make the statement that we weren't being lazy and not cooking, but we were going to celebrate on Friday but I didn't (surprise, surprise). By Friday, my whole family had shown up, even our Texans. Spencer had assigned me the job of taking care of Cole (my newest grandchild) and I was in hog heaven. I pretty much just sat, held the baby, and watched with pride and happiness my family having fun together. Summer had a beautiful table set and we felt very elegant in our surroundings. It was a very memorable Thanksgiving. My family will be glad to know I didn't make them take a family photo. I wanted to but was too busy holding my newest grandchild.

Christmas, it's back to Boise after Kelly and his family stopped at school (at my request) and we celebrated in my classroom. That was fun and I am glad the grandkids got to see where I spend most of my time.

Again, I spent most of my time holding the baby and hopefully that freed Summer up to get some things done. I can't think of a better Christmas than holding a baby most of the time. We had a great time Christmas Eve and then Christmas morning. It was my job not to let the children come down the stairs until Summer and Spencer were awake and considering how late they stayed up putting things together, it was a good thing the kids waited until about 7:30 to get up. I tried entertaining them for a while upstairs but I finally ran downstairs to wake the parents and Spence rolls over and says "Just give me five more minutes." I infomed him that he needed to get up now and would miss the whole thing if he didn't. And Christmas morning began. That afternoon I drove to Council to finish off my deliveries, and got to visit with Ned's family some. I only stayed long enough to unwrap gifts as I was worried about the fog and the roads going back to Boise. It's always interesting at Ned's parents home. I have never seen a quiet moment there. There were snowmibiles flying around, kids running in and out, and Gwen in the kitchen, which is where I usually find her.

What a fantastic Christams! Thanks Summer for putting up with me so much. I realize that it's not easy having someone invade you home but you never blink an eye and I never feel unwelcome. Next celebration was my birthday. My birthday always falls on the first couple of days back to school after Christmas break so it usually isn't a fun time. This year I decided to make it a little more interesting so I took 120 mini muffins to school for the students. The last ten minutes of classtime I showed them the muffins but told them they had to earn them by writing me a nice birthday note. Wow! I didn't realize that I was the "Best Teacher in the Universe", that I reminded one students of her grandmother that she loved, and that I had "Eyes the color of the ocean." It really made me feel good although I had bribed them with muffins. Then in the middle of the afternoon, I got flowers delivered to me. That was a real treat. By the end of the day, I had heard from all my children, I was exhausted, and glad to fall in bed with another year behind me. I can't believe how old I turned on this birthday but I really can't complain because I am very healthy, my bones don't creak, my heart has a regular beat, I don't have cancer, and I am still alive and kicking. I know this coming year is going to be the best of my life. All I have to say is: "Bring it on."

My newest grandchild

2010-10-12T21:58:00.002-06:00

I have to keep this short as it is late but I had to show off the newest member of my wonderful family. Little CJ (Cole James) joined our family Oct. 4th and he fit right in as each of his siblings held and passed him around when he was about 3 hours old. My job was to get his brother and sisters to the hospital in time to be there when he was born, but because he came quick and earlier than expected, we were about an hour late but got to see him when he was an hour old just as his dad brought him out of the delivery room. About an hour later, we got to join him and mom in the hospital room where they each got to hold him and welcome him to their family. What a wonderful experience for all of us. Even though no one believes me, I got him to smile twice at me - at three hours old. I do have a way with babies. I feel like Grammy Anderson was hanging around after escorting him to this earth and little CJ pretty much supported my feelings. I had a hard time leaving him on Wed., and he even grunted (my interpretation of a goodbye) when I had to return to my mountain home. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him since I left. I have more picures I am going to post later.

Weekend from the past

2010-09-19T18:15:00.002-06:00

Yesterday (Sat) I took a trip back in time. It was the Shelley Spud Day celebration and I usually go down to see old friends and remember my many years at Spud Day and the many parades I got to participate in. First, I got to Rigby in time to see most of Keayen's flag football game that Kelly coaches. I enjoy seeing my boys coach as much as I enjoy watching the grandsons play ball. Kelly has a good team and I wish they could challenge Spencer and Max's team. I don't think Spencer's team has lost or even been challenged - mainly because all the dads are former football payers and their boys look like sons of football players. Maybe they could meet in the middle (Burley) and have a friendly little game on neutral turf. (And the competition between my boys continue except in a different fashion). I don't think it will ever happen though but it would be fun.
After the game, I jumped in my car and rushed to Shelley in hopes of getting in on the end of the parade. I got there in time to get a parking spot at the end and probably got to see about half of it. I looked over next to me and there was a little golf cart with two older ladies sitting in it with a young girl driving. I took a second, longer look and realized one of the women was who I could call my second mother. They lived just down the road from me in Jameston and I think I spent more time at their house with my best friend than I did at my own house. I went over to her and told her who I was, but I don't think she could quite understand. We visited about the past but she still didn't quite comprehend but it was sure fun to see her.
By now, Kelly and Becca had arrived and had surprised me with the fact they were coming down. The knew I went down every year and decided to join me this year. We got to have corn dogs for lunch (a little pricey but you pay for the atmosphere) and an Indian taco. Then, I took them over to the potatoe picking contest and conned Keayen into participating. I can remember the many years I spent in the spud fields picking potatoes and I wanted my grandchildren to experience picking spuds and trying to dump them in a gunny sack. He was a good sport and agreed to pick potatoes just for his nana. We missed his age group so he went with the next age group up but you couldn't tell the difference. He is a tall boy and some day he will realize what an advantage that will be to him. For never picking potatoes, he did a good job and even got the hang of dumping the spuds into the gunny sack. I don't know how he felt, but I was very entertained and it took me back to the years that I won the potatoe picking contest pretty much every year.
From there, we went over to the activities which were not you normal carnival rides but jumping toys. The kids each got to pick about three each and paid a dollar for about a minute on the toy (which we had to stand in line for about 15 min for each one). By now, it was time for Keayen to get back for a birthday party so the family piled in their van and off they went. I tried to locate some old friends but couldn't find them so headed back to my mountain home here in the Tetons. What a fun day I had and it brought back a lot of old memories.

Hint #9

2010-09-19T18:12:00.000-06:00

School Has Begun

2010-09-05T22:14:00.002-06:00

Been ages since I blogged. Just a quick run down of what I have been doing lately. Summer went sooo fast I couldn't believe it. I didn't have any other jobs this summer except occasionally cleaning the reunion house at the base of the Tetons. At the end of the summer, I got my fill of being on a road trip and actually came home a couple of days early because I had been gone so long. Spent a few days in Boise, came home cleaned the lodge, went back to Boise, met Jessica who flew out from El Paso, came home again, cleaned the lodge, packed up (Jess wouldn't let me take all my "stuff" and I felt I was living on the edge), went to Utah to attend my nieces beautiful wedding at the SL temple then had a receiption up in the mountains, off to Boise for a few days, up to McCall for a few days then back to Boise. I do have to say, never let two hard-headed people like Jess and myself be in a car together for a week. I now truly believe that our young people won't have to worry about social security taking care of them as most of them will die while texting, reading e-mails, doing business, all at the same time while trying to drive on the interstate at 85 mph. I tried to keep my mouth shut but I was so nervous I coudn't even nap - and thats unuaual for me. I'm sure it wasn't easy for Jess either but we make it through the week and we are still friends. I have had my fill of road trips for the time being. It was so much fun seeing family and friends.
Now, school as started and I am almost back in the routine. It's hard to go from the slow lane to the high-speed lane overnight, but somehow I have survived. I do love my job or early retirement would sure seem tempting. I am just going to take it a year at a time and not think past next summer.
Tomorrow I am off to the Manwaring reunion which we have every two years. Just a head's up for any of my family that reads this. Our family is in charge of the reunion in two years and we are planning of meeting in Lava Hot Springs on Labor Day weekend, 2012. Put it in you planners and don't give me the excuse you didn't get enough notice. I would love to have some Utah family attend and get to know your cousins and second cousins. Will close for now. I hope to add some photos as soon as I get them off my camera. My countdown has started. Only 35 more weeks of school then I get another summer off and I might be ready for another road trip.

Hint #8

2010-09-05T22:11:00.000-06:00

Hint #7

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Hint #6

2010-07-12T12:22:00.001-06:00

Week with the McCall Grandsons

2010-07-11T18:48:00.004-06:00

I have to say, I am loving my new high speed computer and my humongous screen. Thanks to Jess for forceing me into buying it. Next thing I love is when my daughter Nichole goes to girls camp for a week. It is a good excuse to have two of my grandsons spend about 10 days with their "Nana." This summer it started out at the baptism of my oldest grandson Keayen on Sat. which was a wonderful, spiritual, and memorable occasion. I even got through the opening prayer without sobbing like an idiot. Spence gave a great little talk and we really felt the spirit. I still can't believe I can be that old to have a grandson baptized. How life rushes on no matter how you try to stop it. After the baptism, we all met at Kelly's house for great food and lots of fun on the four-wheeler and the grandkids in the dirt. My little city grandkids had a time of their life.

Late that evening me and the boys loaded up and headed for my mountian home in the Tetons. We were up early and to church on time which is surprising. Of course, the early-rising Reed helps a lot. Our Sunday was spent settling in and the boys discovering my toy room and trying out everything I had in there. They settled on toy guns and bow and arrows and carried those around with them pretty much everywhere we went.

It wasn't long we got our schedule down pat. Reed would rise early, climb in my bed where I would turn on the public educational station and go get on my exercise bike. By 8:30 Will would rise and I would be mostly done with my exercise. Quite a change for me as I have turned into a lazy slob and usually haven't gotten out of bed until that time.

During their stay here, we spent time at the parks a lot, the football field where they would shoot their guns as I walked, and swinging in my swing in the back. To me, that was the best time of all - relaxing and visiting with the boys. Boy, do they have stories.

By Thursday, we had just about used up all our options in the valley so we packed up and headed for Bear World in Rigby then off to a patriotic program that Kelly's children were singing in. They stole the show.

Late night that night which turned out to be the case for the rest of the week. Friday, we went back to Rigby but this time met the Kelly's at Rigby Lake for a fun afternoon swimming and playing in the dirt and sand. Rebecca fixed a delicious tin foil dinner for us all and I couldn't stop eating (what's new?). The kids swam some more and as it got dark, we settled in to watch a great fireworks show. It reminded me of when my own children were little and we would lay on the baseball field at ISU and watch the fireworks right overhead. It took me an hour and half to get on the road after the show and Reed and Will were real troopers.

Sat., we were up again and off to Victor for the community parade. We met up with Kelly's family again and the kids all got lots of candy while we enjoyed the floats. That evening we went back into Driggs for the big event of the season: Glenn Beck!! Again we spread our blankets on the grass and enjoyed an evening visiting old friends. Will and Reed made new friends and played football most of the evening. Glenn was so inspirational and sincere. He did mention that it was a little chilly and he never would have imagined wanting space heater on the fourth of July. He taught about 6,000 people more about U.S. history in his 45 minuted speech than they had probably learned all through high school. He related it all to God and told us to not sit back and let our government take control of our lives. He said our next George Washington was right now about knee high and we need to raise our children to stand up for what they believe in but most of all set a good example for them. He received quite a few of standing ovations which always brought tears to my eyes as he is so passionate about what he is saying.

Aften Glen and patriotic music from the BYUI band, the fireworks began. I have to say, I have never seen such a display. As beautiful as they were though, I thought they would never end. The boys were tired and I kept thinking of how long it was going to take us to get out of there. Reed had fallen asleep (following in the footsteps of his Uncle Kelly) and he was pretty upset when I had to wake him and drag him across the field, through standing water, and down a large ditch (didn't think of that when I parked where I did) to get to our car. Will was a trooper though encouraging Reed all along the way. Reed is not a night person !!

Next morning we got up and it took us all morning to pack to the trip back to Boise where we were to meet up with the parents. For the first hour, Reed practiced his reading then the rest of the way they got to watch videos on my two-screen portable DVD player I bought about year ago. I have to say, it is a great way to travel although it eliminates converstion, songs, and the abc games we used to play as a family. The trip took longer than we all wanted but we arrived at Spencer's place in the evening and got some playing time with the "other" cousins.

Next day, we spent the afternoon at Eagle Island and more beach and dirt time. Gotta love the dirt and sand! Then in the evening, the boys and parents packed up and headed back home to
McCall. It left a big hole in my heart and this week I have had to get used to being an "empty-nester" again. I cherish time with the grandkids.

I am sorry for any of you that have had to read this. I really write for my own good as it is as close to a journal as I get.

Next adventure is Max's baptism the end of this month. It will be time in the city for the grandkids. We are all meeting in Boise for a fun weekend. Looking forward to it.

Hint #5

2010-07-11T18:46:00.001-06:00

Hint #4

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Hint #3

2010-06-25T19:13:00.001-06:00

More Hints

2010-06-19T17:39:00.002-06:00

I just have two hints today - one without a picture (it woud grose you out) and one with a beautiful picture.

First hint: never leave a can of pop in the freezer for more than 30 minutes!

Second hint: the picture and caption speak for themselves.

New Computer - Wow this is hard learning new stuff

2010-06-17T18:13:00.003-06:00

It's been six months since my resolution to spend more time on my blog, and I had an excuse because my old computer gave up the ghost. It told me it could only take so much abuse, and I had pushed it past it's limit - so bye, bye. Jess came to the rescue and found me a brand new computer on the internet and I received it last week. No more excuses. But, it has all new programs so I am still learning. I am going to keep this short to make sure I can still do this but first I want to attach a picture. I found these on my flash drive (I actually figured out how to read it) so I want to post them on my blog one at a time. They are cute pictures with great advice on them just in case anyone besides me reads this.

Before I close though, I have to announce that my neighbor just 1/2 block from me was just arrested yesterday (I missed it all because I wasn't home) for being the kingpin in one of the biggest drug cartels in the West. Not really anything to be proud of, but I have actually seen him in action right in front of my house. By the time I got the sherriff'"s office called, he had moved on. It sure is quiet at his house today. Watch the news. More later.

Mother's Day 2010

2010-05-12T20:59:00.002-06:00

I know I haven't posted for a while. By the time I read all my e-mails and try to clean them up, it is time for me to head for bed. But, I need to post about my past weekend. It was Mother's Day and probably the best I have experienced. First, on Friday night I got to watch my two boys play basketball together again. Spence entered a team in a scholarship tournament and Friday they played two games. It sure wasn't like high school but was still enjoyable. I missed the huge crowd cheering for them but all good things pass.
Friday night, Spence, Kelly, Becca and baby Boston all spent the night at my little one-bathroom home. We had late-night pizza and visited into the night. Great memories. Thanks Becca and Kelly for staying at my house.
Saturday, I left for Boise to get there in time for Max's last football game. Nichole and I arrived right at 3 p.m. at the wrong field. Luckily we weren't far from the regular field and I got there in time to see Max get a touchdown. As much as watching Max play, I enjoy watching Spencer coach. For the Teton Terror, he is mighty patience with those little boys. Of course, it's easy when your team is always winning. I'm sure it means a lot to Max to have his dad coach. He probably doesn't realize how lucky he is. None of my children had that opportunity but I can't change that as much as I would like to. Too bad for the dad. He missed a great deal.
After the game, we all went to Applebees for a wonderful meal. Nichole had her boys with her and we had a fun time all together. I only eat out when I visit Boise so it was a real treat for me.
Sunday, we got to church at 9 a.m. which wasn't easy. I felt Summer should have had the day off being Mother's Day but once we got to church her job was pretty much over for the day. Spence ditched church for a while and went home and picked up the house so it was clean when we returned home. He then cooked a fabulous meal for his mother and his children's mother. The sun was shining (something I am not used to here in the mountains) so we ate outside and enjoyed the weather. Spence and I then cleaned up while Summer got to sit and visit with the neighbors. It was a nice relaxing day.
On Sunday, I arrived at a new place in my life. I received Sainthood. After church, one of the counselors in the bishopric came right down to me and introduced himself. I was a little taken aback but he said he had to come meet Spencer's mother. He said anyone that raised a son like Spence had to be a saint. I took that as a compliment which is what I hoped he meant. He did mention that his son idolized Spence so I am assuming he was giving me a huge compliment. So, now you can just refer to me as "Saint Nancy."
I spent the night and travelled home at my leisure on Monday. It was raining the whole way so I was glad I took in as much sun as I could the day before.
All in all, it was a wonderful weekend. Thanks to my other children for the texts and phone calls. Nichole gave me a Biggest Loser Book (is that a hint) and Spence and Summer gave me a great photo book. I had a hard time getting through it for the tears. What a great family I have. Jess sent me a book with inspirational stories that I love already. I think I am the luckiest mother ever.
So, down in the books go my Mother's Day 2010. I wish I had pictures but I can't revive my camera after freezing it in McCall at Christmas. That is next on my shopping list.

Quiet Time in the Valley

2010-03-07T21:03:00.002-07:00

I wish I had a photo to show but over Christmas I left my new camera in my car in MaCall and it froze and I can't seem to get it to un-freeze. So, for now, no photos.

Things have been quiet for me lately as I am staying out of trouble at school and I haven't been anywhere exciting. I do have to mention my trip to Boise about three weeks ago to spend time with three of my grandchildren while their parents vacationed in Arizona. I was afraid they would return home to sick kids and a dead dog but luckily neither happened. I was busy running kids to ballet, basketball, and other activities while the parents had massages and flew through the Grand Canyon in a helicopter. I was envious of the helicopter ride as it brought back memories of my helicopter rides in Vietnam. Other than that, I preferred being with the grandchildren than in sunny Arizona. We had a great time and my heart ached when I had to return home. Great memories. Thanks Spence and Summer for making that possible.

My entry today was really about the example parents set for their children. I am a firm believer that children are a relection of their parents and that was brought home again to me today in Primary. I teach the three-year olds in Church and today one little boy had a huge wad of gun that kept hanging out of his mouth. He kept playing with it and luckily, it managed to stay in his mouth and didn't get on the floor or on the table. I wondered why such a small child would have such a huge wad of gum but my curiousity was soon saisfied when during closing exercises, his mother walked into the primary and guess what? There was a big wad of gum hanging out of her mouth. I had to giggle to myself and confirm my feelings that kids are pretty much their parents in much smaller bodies. So all young parents, keep that in mind as you raise your children. It reminds me of a poster in the teacher's lounge at school that reads: "If you aren't modeling what you are teaching, you are teaching something else."
I hope the next time I post, it will be a little more exciting. Later!

Gotta Love the Family

2010-01-23T11:45:00.003-07:00

My New Year's resolution to spend more time blogging lasted about as long as my resolution to not each chocolate. Not much has been happening in my life lately except shoveling snow, going to ball games, and trying to stay out of trouble at school (which seems to be my biggest challenge as of late). I got called to the principal's office on Thursday and I have to say, it is not as fun as when you were in school and got called to the office. This often means your job is on the line and as I made the long walk down the hall, my thoughts were "what have I done or said now?" Usually, I am aware of things I say, but this time I was clueless. Due to the fact I am walking on thin ice after following a group of boys into the boys restroom to get them to go to class, I have been on my best behavior ever. Then, when I enter the office and he tells me to shut the door, wow - panic!! What a relief to find out the only problem was that a parent complained that I was trying to influence their child politically. Gee me? Not the Nancy I know. We talked it out, and I apologized again and said I would watch my big mouth but I had to walk a little prouder back to class knowing that at least one of my students listened to me. It wasn't that I was trying to push my political views on any of the students, but we were talking about economics and one student asked the question "where did all the money go." I couldn't resist. I had to mention that the government was spending money they didn't have so had to borrow from the Chinese. That led into a big discussion as to where the government gets their money and I guess I got a little carried away. In the end, I get to keep my job and will have to stay away from politics.
The real reason I am entering a new entry is I want it in the record that I am soooo thankful for my family. I feel sorry for my chldren that they got stuck with me for a mom, but it must have been for a reason. I was asked to be on a committee for the city, and as I entered the home of a lady about my age, I looked around and it was so clean, everything in order with beautiful furniture, a clean carpet, beautiful paintings and wall hangings and I have to say, I was jealous as to all her "stuff". As we sat there, I began to notice that she had no pictures of family - especially children or grandchildren. My curiousity got the best of me, and later when the opportunity arose, I asked her about it. Come to find out, she had never married. Been a school teacher all her career and had recently retired and had moved up to our valley to enjoy the beauty. My heart went out to her. Later as I came back to my humble home, I studied every picture I had of my family and was so thankful that family decorated my home instead of expensive pictures. I certainly don't have all the "stuff" she has but I have something more valueable than money can buy: A healthy, happy family who love me inspite of me being me. What more could I ask for in life?
So, thank you my children for loving me as I am. You mean the world to me and I want to tell you now as I didn't tell you enough growing up. I actually didn't know how important you were to me. I was just so busy being with you that I didn't realize that those times would eventually be "The good old days." Thank you. I love you. For you young parents, savor every minute you have with your children. Those minutes will be the best time of your life (until the grandkids come along). Some day you are going to miss them and you can never get them back.

Christmas 2009

2010-01-03T21:00:00.002-07:00

The new year has started and trying to keep with my resolution (list more on my blog but keep it shorter), I need to visit a little about my Christmas before it escapes me.
I packed the back of my little car/pickup to the hilt and took off from little Tetonia, Idaho headed for my final destination of McCall, Idaho. I made a stop in Rigby then headed west.
On Wednesday, Summer, Max, Macey, and Madison met Aunt JJ at the airport for a fun reunion. She had flown to Boise from El Paso to spend Christmas with her side of the family while hubby Tommy spent the holdiays with his daughter in Spokane, Wa. She was sad to be separated but was making the best of it. I'll bet it won't happen again though.
The kids had fun getting to know Aunt JJ again and she had them perform on Christmas Eve. They did a cute Twelve Days of Christmas then she and I took off North to McCall. The roads were clear and the sky filled with stars. I was worried about travelling to MaCall at night but Jess did a good job and we made it safe by about 10:30 p.m. I really felt like Nana Santa by now.
Christmas morning at the Crossleys was wild and wonderful. We all had fun opening many presents and the boys made a killing. Ned's family joined up for dinner (lunch) and Grandpa Crossley played with the boys and their toys most of the time. What a great Grandpa he is. Again, I felt bad I couldn't provide them with a great grandpa but it is what it is. Grandpa Crossley takes the place of two grandpas.
Sat. Jess and I too off for Boise and missed seeing the Neads as Jess had to catch a plane at 4:00. She had already said her goodbyes but it would have been fun to say goodbye again.
Me, I dropped her off at the airport and headed home. I spent the night in Burley which is about half way home for me. I literally crashed and slept as long the next morning as I could. Nana Santa had completed her job and needed a little rest.
What a great Christmas!! Now, to look forward to a new year and hopefully I will make it one of the best years of my life.

Halloween 2009 at the Spencer Nead's

2009-11-08T20:29:00.003-07:00

I know this is a little after the fact, but considering I am planning on using this blog as a journal until I can get my act together and start writing one, I need to talk about my Halloween weekend.
I took the Friday off from school and headed for Boise and arrived there on Friday evening. I wanted to have as much time there as possible and I knew Max had his first basketball game of the season on Sat. morning. It seems like months since I have been there but with school starting and my two surgeries on my cancerous nose (finally got it all removed though) it has been a while. It seemed like little Madison had forgotten me but she soon warmed up to me and snuggled down on my shoulder. Spencer had just been to the store for something and had brought the girls each some stickers so they spent about an hour covering my shirt and hat with stickers. We had so much fun that was worth the whole trip there.
Come Sat., Max & Spence left for a haircut and a new pair of basketball shoes. They returned with Max sporting some fancy black shoes and off to the basketball game. Max has improved so much from last year and between Spence and my incentives, he made two baskets and passed the ball often I don't remember my boys playing ball at seven years of age, but they must have. I only remember the soccer games that we loved.
After the game, Spence took us to a great Mexican restaurant for lunch and I sat with the kids. At one point, I watched a lady about my age leave the restaurant with her bag of food, get in her car (which had a handicapped sticker in it), but she never left. She must have sat in her car to eat her food and as I sat and watched, tears of joy came to my eyes as I realized how lucky I am to have family that loves me (well I think so) and welcomes me into their lives and homes. Things could have been so different in my life but I wouldn't change a thing now that I am at this stage.
After a fantastic lunch, off to the house to prepare for an evening of trick or treating and lots of candy. By now, the Crossleys were due to arrive as I had talked them into coming down to have Halloween with us. Each family got the kids all dressed up cute and then Nichole and Ned emerged from the house. Holly molly!! Ned had on these huge bull horns and Nichole was dressed up as a "Red Neck Beauty Queen". For some reason, I didn't get pictures of them so I can't post them on my blog but they were a scream. A huge group of us took off to canvass the neighborhood and there were as many adults there as children. We had more fun watching the kids race from house to house as the kids did running from door to door. I took charge of Madison and after about an hour she got tired of walking so we went back to the house to get a stroller but she decided to ride her bike. How cute she was, this little princess and her trick or treat pumpkin hanging from the handlebars. She would ride up to each house, dismount, and ring the doorbell. We were a little behind the rest of the kids but she was a tropper. I didn't get a picture of that either. I just can't get used to being able to take as many pictures as I want but I am getting a little better. At least I remember to take my camera with me this time and got at least one cute picture. The Nead's had put a football jersey on their big dog and he went with us. Everyone took turms holding his lease, but I think Ned had him the most. Ned's horns eventurally fell off, but they were pretty impressive.
By the time we returned to the Nead's house with way too much candy, Summer had a great meal fixed and they had people in and out of their house all night and at least 500 trick-or-treaters. It was sure a fun night. We all fell into bed exhaused but with wonderful memories.
The next morning we woke up and because of daylight savings time, we had an extra hour. Max and I sat upstairs and I watched him play the football game I had given him for his birthday. At one point, he had the Idaho Vandals playing and I asked him if he knew anyone on the Vandals and with his no reply, I told him that his Uncle Kelly had played for the Vandals and that his Grandpa Nick played for the Vandals. He was a little puzzled so I told him a little bit about his Grandpa Nick. I can't imagine what children must think when they find out they have a grandpa they don't know but then I can't imagine growing up without a dad either considering how much I loved my dad, but my children did and they have comes to terms with it and I feel in some ways the boys are determined to be good fathers because of it.
At one point in the game, I asked Max if anyone ever got hurt and he laughed and said "No Way." It wasn't too long after that, due to my promptings, Max was doing a victory dance and fell and bumped his mouth on controllers and really got hurt. This may be a first. A player hurt while doing a victory dance. I hope I wasn't to blame for his injuries but he will never forget that dance.
I headed back to my mountain home with great memories of Halloween 2009 in Boise. Thanks Neads and Crossleys for a trip well worth it. See you at Thanksgiving.

Weekend With Nana

2009-10-26T20:46:00.002-06:00

Had a fun weekend with the Nead grandkids this weekend. Rebecca's brother got married in Montana so she went with her parents to the wedding and Kelly had to work, so considering my only life is the grandkids, I got to babysit for the weekend. What a fun time we had. They were dropped off early Sat. morning and all morning played with my many unused toys I have in the back room. The girls loved the Barbies and Keayen spent most of his time with the legos. He did set up the horses and soldiers and begged Tally to play battle with him, but she was busy. I wished Max, Reed and Will had of been here as they would have had a great time. As it was, Keayen had to battle himself and that wasn't as much fun as battling someone else. The other boys would have had a great time with him, and the little girls would have loved playing princess, Barbies, and getting all dolled up with Nana's glitter eye liner that she used when she was the Statue of Liberty in a 24th July parade.
A little after noon, we packed the toys away and headed for Burger King for lunch. They were a little disappointed to find out there were no toys to play on, but little do they know that we are lucky to even have a Burger King let alone climbing toys. Off to the brand new Kings store that just opened in the valley about a month ago. They have a huge selection of toys and it was a hard decision on what one toy they got to buy. But, they were really good not to beg for more than one, and once the selection was made, off we went to my school to play for a while. On the way back to town, we watched three jets take off and circle around Driggs. It was pretty impresive to be so close to the runway (right next to my school). There was a crowd at the airport so it must have been something special as this is a private airport and no commercial planes can land here. I am anxious for our weekly paper to come out to see what the planes were doing.
Off to the grocery store to pick out what to eat for dinner. Keayen insisted we have something nutritious when I suggested pizza so he ended up picking spagetti and meatballs. Sounded good to me, so off to the canned spagetti and he couldn't understand how spagetti and meatballs could come in a can. He doesn't seem to know how Nana cooks. I have to admit, a lot of time was spent in the kitchen - which I am not used to - so I didn't want to waste precious time doing homemade spagetti. They enjoyed the canned stuff though and even ate the mixed vegetables I fixed them. They were good sports about the food. I forget how much time you have to spend in the kitchen cooking then cleaning it all up. Thank goodness for the diswasher. I don't remember if I had one when I was raising my own children. I sure hope so.
The girls were really good to let me comb and fiddle with their hair. It is so like my two girl's hair. Every time I looked at them, I thought of my two little girls and their curly hair. I think they were patient with me as their reward for letting me mess with the hair was putting on the glittery eye liner. I sent them home all dolled up. I would have never done that with my two girls, that was "grown-up" stuff, but grandchildren are a whole different story. It's probably a good thing they don't live with me. I'm sure I am not the only grandparent that spoils the grandkids. I haven't talked to any of my friends that don't do the same thing. Thats what makes grandparents special.
Sunday morning Kelly came to pick them up after a peaceful nights sleep. They all got to sleep by each other and had a quiet night. We had breakfast together and I got to fix their hair again, then back with the glitter. I hope their mother doesn't care they returned home pretty glittered up. They loved it.
All in all, it was a memorable weekend and they were good kids. I can't recall one complaint for one fight between them. Thanks Nead's for sharing your children with me.
Next weekend a trip to Boise is planned to spend Halloween with the Spencer Nead's. I have been trying to talk the Crossley's into coming down, but I think they have other plans. Halloween at the Nead house is always fun. I'll never forget the time Spencer forced Max to wear the frog costume then insisted he go trick or treating. I don't think there will be any forcing this weekend. I'm looking forward to getting out of our cold weather. Snow predicted for tonight. I am not ready for winter. Later!!

To El Paso and Back

2009-10-04T20:29:00.002-06:00

Oh, my beautiful mountain home!! I didn't realize how much I love the mountains until this past week when I returned from the desert for five days. The above picture is of one of the stone formations in the middle of the desert in New Mexico. I intended to take more pictures but after this one photo, my battery ran out and I could get no more. I really wanted pictures of the red rocks outside of Moab, Utah but thats what I get for not checking my battery before leaving.
This past week was my fall break from school (used to be called Spud Harvest) so I packed up my little car/pickup with as much of Jessica's stuff I could get in with the electric piano being top priority. I took off Sunday afternoon and got as far as Provo where I spent the night. The next morning I was up and off early and had the most beautiful drive all the way to Moab, Utah, that I had the whole trip. Leaving Provo, I traveled through Price and through a lot of canyons and the trees were changing colors and it was gorgeous. I then went from the trees to the red rocks of the desert in Utah and the interesting rock formations. Once leaving Moab, I entered the real desert and the beginning of Indian reservations. The big problem with the reservation was there wasn't any rest stops or Maverik stores along the way. I have to say, I had some interesting pit stops and was a little nervous about the contents of my pickup while relieving myself. But, luckily, no problemo.
I got to Abluquerque the next day and spent the second night there. This was the first time I got lost but luckily didn't get too lost and found my way to the hotel with the help of the clerks there. I was beat from all the traveling but forced myself to ride the exercise bike for an hour to try to offset all the snacks I had eaten trying to stay awake through the desert.
Next morning, off to El Paso!! Arrived in El Paso about 3:30 and found my way to Jess's office. I hung around about an hour or so while she tried to wrap things up then we went off to her cute little home. Up the hills of El Paso we went and close to the top she and Tommy have a very cute but elegant condo. What a great place and oh, so Jessica. She has it decorated with all her beautiful pictures and nice, very homey furniture. My nights there were interesting (that is a word we use in my family when we don't know what else to say). In my haste to leave home, I quickly grabbed my four air mattresses not knowing which ones actually held air and which ones didn't. Jess warned me to charge the compressors, but I didn't take the time and I paid the price. We could only get one mattress blown up (due to dead air compressors - gee) but it looked good so we took it down to my room. That night, I only had to blow it back up three times in the middle of the night, but made it through. The next night, we blew up Jessica's comfy air mattress, which hasn't been used since we used it as a trampoline for the granchildren a couple of Christmases ago. We left the compressor hooked up just in case but this time, every two hours I had lost all the air. After a couple of blowing-ups, the compressor lost it's power again so I packed up and moved upstairs to the couch. What I can say about my nights there is that they were memorable.
Jess and I spent my one day there driving around and her talking on the phone. Much to her consternation, I insisted on driving because I am not real comfortable with her talking on the phone and weaving in and out of traffic of the freeway. Besides, we were in my car and if anything happened to it, I wanted it to be my fault. Much to her surprise, we didn't get in an accident and I managed the traffic in El Paso like a pro (I hated it though and wished I were back in my valley with only one traffic light). I didn't mind her working though, as the whole intent for my trip down there was to deliver her piano and see her condo which by now I had accomplished.
On Thursday, I headed back out into the desert and back to the mountains. Taking the Crossley advice, I took a different route home than I did on my way down. But, I really went a different way to see where my son Kelly had spent his mission. I spent the night in Farmington, New Mexico and it got pretty cold due to the fact we were at about 6700 feet above sea level. Because I was in a cheap motel, I left early the next day because I couldn't sleep because I was cold. I don't know which is worse, being warm but sleeping on a hard floor or sleeping in a bed and being cold. It got me out of there early though and I got on my way about 7:30 a.m. It was fun travelling through Kelly's mission area.
I fully intended to only get to Provo, but by the time I got there, all I wanted to do was get home and sleep in my own bed so I just kept on driving. About 11:30 p.m., I drove back into Teton Valley and decided life was really beautiful. We had snow on the mountains, but not on the ground much to my surprise. Even in the dark, it was the most gorgeous place I have seen.
I have no regrets going because the trip was fun and Jess now has her piano which Tommy plays all the time. He is an amazing pianist. On the way down, I listened to three entertaining books which made me laugh all the way. On the way home, I listened to the book about Pat Tillman who was the NFL player that joined the army and was killed in Afghanastan. It was so informative and interesting. A lot of things in common with our family. First off, he had the same agent as Spencer - Frank Bauer. He was an Airborne Ranger and stationed at Ft. Lewis, Wa. as was the kid's dad Nick. In fact, three of my children were born while we were stationed at Ft. Lewis. The book shed a whole new light on the war in the Mid East and tells how Bin Lauden rose to power.
All in all, it was a great trip and a fun way to spend my fall break. I did want to come home with a Navajo rug but I didn't realize how expensive they are. They run about a thousand dollars and above, so I passed on the rug. All I came home with was a lot of memories and about 3,000 more miles on my wonderful little car. No regrets!! I need to close now as tomorrow school starts again and it's back to work for this school teacher.
I just want my family to know I love them dearly. I know I didn't tell you enough while you were growing up, but I hope you felt the love I had and still have for you. You are my life.
In closing, I need to say "Happy Birthday" to Rebecca - Kelly's wife. I think she hits the big "30" tomorrow.
Sorry this is so long but it is as close to a journal that I have. Later!!

Reunion Continuation with Andersons

2009-09-07T11:05:00.002-06:00

I need to continue on with my reunion week now that school has begun and the dust is settling. The above picture is of the New York cousin Eric Anderson. He is my nephew and the only son of my older brother Steve who passed away in January. Eric and his mother Evie came west with the remains of my brother who had been creamated. My other brother Gordon and his wife Paula came to Tetonia and on Wednesday we loaded Steve up and took the ski lift to the top of the Tetons then hiked as far back as we could. We felt like we were at the top of the world. We had a little memorial for Steve and sat for about an hour and enjoyed the view and the peace. It was a perfect day and I know Steve appreciated his last trip to the Tetons which he loved. It was a memorable day and a nice tribute to Steve.
Eric and Evie arrived in Tetonia on Sunday night while all my children were still there so Eric got to know his Nead cousins now they are all grown up. I hope he knows he has family "Out West" that love him and want him to be part of our family. On Thursday, we took off for Newton, Utah and that evening Gordon's children and their families came over for a nice dinner. Eric didn't know them as well as my children as he spent time with us when he was much younger. He now knows Gordon's family.
Maybe one of these days he will meet his other cousins. He must feel somewhat overwhelmed with the cousins on the Anderson side. He and Evie had to return to the east on Friday so they didn't get to attend the Reed Anderson reunion but maybe next time. Anderson reunion will be the next listing on my blog. I have some great pictures of the Millar and Russell families. Gordon, sorry I didn't seem to get pictures of your family. What was I thinking? I probably couldn't find my camera.
Next parenting tip: Be there. When it comes to spending time with your child, quality and quantity both count. Being there during the small, silly moments is just as important as being present for the big milestones. Work at creating fun, together-moments. Children will not forget these small moments with Mom and Dad. Later!

Fabulous at "Over 60"?

2009-08-23T22:46:00.002-06:00

I just need to add a little to my blog that MY DAUGHTER JESS updated with pictures. I did not say I look fabulous but thanks Jess for the compliment. Not bad for over 60 though but not fabulous. Everyone else looks fabulous so it just helps me look better.

Now that I am here, I need to add my next parenting tip on building self esteem in children. Next favorite tip: Praise your child often and be descriptive. Parents are generally quick to tell their children when they've done something wrong, but may forget to give kids positive messages. Be descriptive in your positive praise - tell kids you like the way they completed a chore, applaud a hobby they show interest in and point out when they've made a good choice.

I have to say before I close. I look like I have been hit by a train. I had a couple of sores removed off my face and am now sporting two big bandages. I thought I would have the stitches out by the time school started but the doc can't do it until Thursday so I have to start school covered with bandages - right on my nose to boot. I'm sure I'll make a good impression the first day. Not so fabulous now Jess!

Family pics from the reunion

2009-08-23T19:47:00.004-06:00

Here are some family pics from our fun reunion weekend. Lindsey Kunz did a great job if anyone is looking for a great photographer.

This was the original crew, now look what it has grown into............

Top Row: Ned, Reed, Will, Nichole, Tommy Cardon, Maddi Cardon, Jessica Cardon

Bottom Row: Tally Nead, Kelly Nead, Monicka Nead, Boston Nead, Rebecca Nead, Keayen Nead, Nancy Nead, Madison Nead, Summer Nead, Max Nead, Spencer Nead, Macey Nead

Nichole and Ned Family

Jessica and Tommy Cardon Family

Spencer and Summer Nead Family

Kelly and Rebecca Nead Family

More fun pics from the Family Reunion

2009-08-22T11:19:00.003-06:00

I do look fabulous, if I do say so myself! Not bad for over 60!

Actually dressed up after church and SMILING ;O)

Games at night. The these adults didn't always get as much sleep but it was by choice!

Best way to get the kids where you want them to be, make it a race.

Two buddies.

Lining up to try to kill themselves on the slide at Darby Girls Camp.

The jumping house was fun for a while but would have gone much better in nicer weather. And just a tip for anyone looking to rent one; 1/2 a day is the way to go, it's very tiring, even for kids.

All on one sofa! The Reunion House is the perfect place to get together.

Sure it looked nice to start but ended in the SNOW! They weren't all smiling when they got back.

Reunion Weekend

2009-08-20T12:04:00.004-06:00

I'm going to have to take this in small segments as the last two weeks have been a whirlwind of family reunions. First, on Thursday my own family began arriving at a beautiful "Reunion House" we rented for the weekend that sits right below the Tetons. Every family had their own room and each family had been assigned one meal. I had spent all day Wednesday shopping and delivered the groceries to the house amist a fantastic lightning storm late Wed evening. All but Kelly's family arrived Thursday and Kelly's family arrived Friday morning after he had worked and hadn't slept in about 36 hours. He was his happy self though and we had pictures taken from 11:00 to 1:00. Each family got their own pictures and we had about a million full family pictures taken. Everyone was a good sport. Not one complaint from any grandkids. I was impressed. I think they are all going to grow up to be models. Friday afternoon was spent at Darby Girls Camp which sports a long slide which only my family could turn into a competition.
Sat. most of the adults rose early, braved the cold, rainy weather, and left to hike up Table Rock (a 12 mile hike up the Tetons). Jess and I got the grandkids fed and went to my house where I had a bounce house rented for the day. It was so cold, the kids played inside most of the day so I felt the bouce house was a waste of time and money. Due to a pouring rain, we left home and went into my new school and the kids had fun drawing on the chalkboard, playing golf in the hall, and racing up and down the log hall. That evening the hikers returned to the house totally exhausted. Kelly and Becca have to be given the "Brave" award as they hiked with little Boston on Becca's back. They only turned back because of the rain and fear that Boston was cold. Wow! Tommy has to be given the award for being the fastest up the hill. He was dressed for the occasion though as all the others were in shorts not knowing they were going to encounter snow. The group stopped on the way down and built a fire to warm up before finishing the hike. What an accomplishment for them all. It will be a hike they will never forget. They need to attempt again when the weather is not so nasty so they can enjoy the beautiful scenery.
In spite of Saturday's events, the whole family showed up early for church and we had the grandchildren practice my mother's song "We're a Family Forever." Jess had been practicing with them throughout the day on Saturday and I have to say they stole the show. My whole family spoke in Church, even the grandchildren. I was so proud of them. That will probably be the last time I will have them all together speaking for a meeting except my funeral and then I won't be there to enjoy it. I had so many compliments on the meeting it was well worth all the nagging I had received from my children. Again, as usual they were all good sports and made me so proud. We all spoke on how God helps us in our life. Thanks to all my daughters and daughter-in-laws for practicing with your children.
Sunday afternoon was a relaxing one - especially for me. The men played a lot of horseshoes and the kids kept busy with legos, etc. Sunday evening my sister-in-law and her son Eric arrived from Boston and New York.
I need to close for now. Next entry will be the departure of my children and my adventures with Evie and Eric.
I ran onto this article in my hometown newspaper on how to nurture self esteem in children that I would like to share with any of the young mothers (mainly my neices) that might read my blog. I will just give one hint at a time, but I felt the advice given is invaluable. I notice that my students that have the highest self esteem are the most successful in school. So bear with me as I pass on a little advice for young families.
The one step I felt most important is: Teach good decision-making skills: We all make decisions every day, but kids don't often realize that's what they are doing. When you see your child in a situation where they need to make a decision, help them clarify the problem and the choices they can make. Discuss the possible solutions and the consequences of each. When your child chooses a course of action, respect his decision. If your child is unhappy with the results, you can discuss how he or she may have done things differently. (Watch for more hints) Later!

Trip down memory landland and Max's birthday surprise

2009-07-24T12:50:00.003-06:00

I am mad at myself as I don't have a picture to post. The last couple of days have been eventful and fun for me. It was Max's birthday Wednesday and thinking I was going to visit on the weekend, I didn't get him a card in the mail plus I love giving him balloons as he loves to use them as punching bags when the helium begins to get old. I decided to order him balloons from a florist shop and after spending about an hour on the phone, when they gave me the total - with shipping included, I said "I could deliver them personally for that price," and cancelled the order. On Wednesday, I jumped in my little trusty subaru and headed to Boise to hand deliver my ballon bouquet. I had to go to Twin Falls anyway to return a cooler I had bought and didn't like, so I figured a few added miles would be worth it if Max got balloons on his birthday. Again, my angels were watching out for me as just outside Idaho Falls, Spence calls to see what I was doing. When I informed him I was headed to Boise, he tells me his family had not gotten home yet from their trip to California and they are in transit. We decided to try and hook up on the road in Twin Falls. I couldn't believe my luck. I was planning on returning home the same day as I have things to do at home so this would save me $50 in gas and about five hours time. I loaded my car with balloons in Pocatello and checked in with Summer. She was just leaving Utah and we would meet in Twin Falls. I'm thinking an hours wait time would be worth it, but I had only been there 10 minutes and here they are. Wow. Unbelievable!! What great angels I have. I gave Max his balloons, we shoved them in their van, and off we went. Me back to the mountains and them on to Boise. Of course, I had my camera sitting in the front seat of the car but in our haste, I forgot to take pictures of Max on his birthday with his balloon bouquet. Rats!!
I returned to Pocatello and spent the night there and the next day took a little trip down memory lane. I walked the track at my kid's old school and drove past all our old houses. I visited with friends I don't see often then spent a couple of hours with a dear friend who has MS and is not getting better. I vacuumed her floor and cleaned around the wood stove then helped her into the car to get her to the hospital where she could await the arrival of her 27th grandchild. I then headed home and stopped at the cemetary in Idaho Falls to clean the headstone of my sister Diane (I am sure she was prompting me). I didn't do a very good job though so will have to return with some stronger cleaning solution.
Off to my beloved mountains and anxious to get out of the heat. What a beautiful sight as the Tetons came into view and I new I was getting close to my little humble home. What a trip!!! Thanks angels for watching over me.

Fun at the waterpark in Boise - July 2009

2009-07-13T10:25:00.002-06:00

Look at me!! Two posts in a month. Thanks to my patient, understanding tutor-daughter Jess who has pretty much taught me everything I know about this blogging stuff, it is getting easier for me. For anyone that reads this, I hope to to better and practice more so it is not such a chore for me.

The above picture is one of all my grandchildren except Tommy's daughter which we hope to get in the picture in August. Everyone (except our Texans) met in Boise about three weekends ago for a great day at their fabulous water park. It was fun watching the grandchildren have fun and even funner watching my own children trying to keep up with their children (never ends). Speaking of keeping up with children, Spencer challenged me to a ride down what I now call the black hole at the end of the day. Not wanting to look like a coward, I finally agreed not knowing he was going to try and drown me at the bottom - that was after he scared the heeby jeebies out of me on the way down. Of course, we had to sit on a double tube with me on the front and him (a two-ton tillie) on the back. I should have been suspicious then. We drop into this pitch black tube and whirled around as fast as possible while we dropped about 10o feet. I think he even tried to tip the tube as we went down. It only lasted about 20 seconds but it was the scariest 20 seconds of my life and what a relief to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Well, as we drop into the pool at the bottom, our tube tips over - probably with a little help from two ton tillie - and I go under with the tube and Spencer on top of me. All I could feel was his huge leg holding me down. But, my biggest concern was my cute little sparkly hat (that he hates) and my contacts. So, when I finally surface and stand up, I have one hand on my hat and reaching out for help getting out of the pool before someone lands on us but I couldn't open my eyes for fear I would lose my contacts. So, I pretty much looked life a helpless old lady and my children got a big kick out of that. That is a little adventure I will never forget and probably will never attempt again. By the way, Spencer, I am writing you out of my will and getting you off my insurance policies so you won't be tempted to end my life again at this young age.

My closing quote for the day: "Don't let the things you don't have get in the way of the things you do have." I thank God everyday for my good health and a wonderful family and now I thank him for surviving the "Day at the Waterpark."

Week with Nana in the Valley

2009-07-08T11:16:00.002-06:00

I know why I don't do this often. It has taken me an hour just to load the image I wanted. I had better either quit or do it more often.

As you can see by the picture, I had a great week with three of my grandsons. My daughter Nichole spent the week at girls camp so I got to have the two little boys and Max (Spencer's - far left) wanted to come back to Tetonia with us. We packed my little car and off we went leaving Boise after a fun weekend at the water park with the Crossley's and Kelly Nead's (that will be my next picture and entry). It was a longer ride than they thought it would be and we made various stops along the way. Thank goodness for the little portable DVD player I had. Made the last two hours of the trip a little shorter (thanks to Red Box and $1 video rentals).

At any rate, these three boys had a blast doing just "boy" things. As you can see, they are armed with their weapons. We had bow & arrows, shot guns, handcuffs, and of course light saver swords.

The first day was a killer for me. I'm not used to having three little boys relying on me for food, entertainment, etc. The second day was better and by the third day we had established a routine and were doing great. They went nowhere without their bow & arrows. Max had his first hunting experience. They came running in the house at one point and asked if they could shoot birds with their bows. I said of course, so off to the park they went. Wasn't much later Max comes running back to inform me he had shot his first bird. I was a little surprised, and asked him what the bird did when he shot it, and he said "Well, he just flew away." He loves telling the story about his hitting a bird with his bow and arrow. We spent time at the football field where they played and I walked then a lot of time in my new classroom which they enjoyed drawing on the board, kicking the soccer ball around, playing in our beautiful new gym and of course target practicing with images they had drawn on the board. We had a great time and it made lots of memories for me and the boys. (Good thing you have children when you are young and full of energy - much harder later in life. Hats off to grandparents who are raising young children).

I need to keep this short or it is hard to read - just in case anyone reads this. I do it mainly because it is as close as I get to writing a journal. Just a word of advice for your mothers - keep a short journal of things your children do. My grandchildren love to hear stories of when their moms or dads were children and I wish I had written down events that went on in our lives when my children were young. It doesn't need to be long - just a short entry that will jog your memory as you look back on this time of your life.

I have to close with a powerful statement I heard from a book on tape. It was short and to the point, but has made me take a different outlook on life. An African lady is giving advice to her boyfriend as he is criticizing some co-workers. She said "You will find what you are looking for." I pondered this statement for quite a while and realized how true this is in life. If you are looking for the good in someone, you will find it. If you are looking for the bad, you will find that also. This goes for any situation. Just remember: "You will find what you are looking for".

Schools Out!!

2009-06-11T22:44:00.002-06:00

Just in case anyone reads this, I just want you to know I am not dead. I have been crazy busy for the past month or so but things are going to slow down some as school is out. This is my second day without students and I am having a hard time changing from the fast lane down to the slow lane. I hate to admit this, but I have been sleeping in until 9:30 for the past two days. One reason is we have had not-stop rain and it is now depressing. At first I was grateful for the moisture, but now I am tired of it. I can't even get my lawn mowed because it is always wet. It is sure green though but we haven't been able to enjoy it. I got my second-hand swing out of the shed and have gotten to sit in it once!! But, I am off to Boise and McCall tomorrow for a week with the grandkids so maybe I will see the sun some where along the way.
I plan to catch up on the last couple of months when I return. Just want to thank my family for the fun phone calls I got on Mother's Day. I loved having them on my recording machine because I listen to them over and over again. Will report in later - maybe when the sun comes out.

Spring Break in El Paso

2009-04-12T21:31:00.002-06:00

I am sooo proud of myself. I actually took a picture, got it from my camera onto my computer, then from my computer to my blog, without one little mistake. I feel like I have finally arrived in the computer era.
Above is the only photo I took of my spring break (now I need to remember to take pictures). I am in El Paso, Tex. in front of the great fence of Texas. Looking out, you are looking at Mexico. You see border patrol everywhere. I was afraid I was going to get shot just standing by the fence but I guess I was to blonde for that.
Took a quick trip to El Paso over my spring break to visit Jessica. I saw a lot of the front of her office as she couldn't tear herself away from her desk. Just kidding Jess. I wandered around the first day I was there and enjoyed the warmth. I finally thawed out from our frigid weather up here in the mountains. The second day we spent most of the time in the car as it was very windy and dirt from the desert was everywhere. We had fun seeing the sights of El Paso though. I left early the third day to head back to Idaho. Spent a very short time in Boise then we all left and headed to Rigby for the blessing of Boston Anderson Nead (Kelly and Rebecca's fourth child). Thanks Summer and Spencer for making the trip over to support family.
The last hour of my journey was the most treacherous. It was snowing and blowing as I traveled the last 40 miles home. I arrived home and said a prayer of thanks that I got home safe. Had a whirlwind trip and went to school the next day exhaused but with lots of memories. It was fun to see where Jessica and Tommy live and work. Thanks for the memories Jess.

Weekend in Twin

2009-03-17T13:22:00.002-06:00

This past weekend I met the Nichole and Ned family in Twin Falls so they could celebrate their 15th anniversary. Thanks to Spencer's generousity with his bonus points, we got to stay at the new Ameritel Inn. I took the boys in my room and Nichole and Ned got their own little suite just down the hall. I think the highlight of the trip for the boys was chasing ground squirrels in and out of their holes in a vacant lot right next to the parking lot. I bought them play rifles that makes realistic noises and and lights up at the end, so the minute a squirrel would poke his head out a hole, off wend the guns. Being so close to civilization, the squirrels were pretty brave and we got to see a lot of them. Will's gun had a mind of it's own and began firing randomly and didn't want to stop. Will kept saying "stupid gun." He soon learned the trick to making it shut off and that helped some especially when it went off in the hotel when it was not supposed to.
Nichole and Ned went to the temple Friday night while me and the boys swam and lounged in the whirlpool. They all then went to a birthday party while I exercised and then crashed early. Nichole and I had a trip to Jackpot planned but we were too exhausted by the time they got back to the hotel.
Sat. morning, me, Ned and the boys got up early to play around Twin. We visited Shoshone Falls, Sportsman's Warehouse (where the picture was taken), watched about eight young guys base jumping off the bridge, watched four-wheelers race, and shopped at Walmart for new pants for the boys. What a great morning we had while Nichole wasted her time sleeping (I bet it was like heaven). We returned to the hotel and wanted to chase some more squirrels but when given the choice, the boys took the swimming pool over the squirrels. Ned and the boys swam and Nichole and I went shopping. It was then off to a wedding reception for them and off to the exercise room for me.
I took a short nap so I could be awake when they returned as I had promised Nichold I would accompany her to Jackpot. We actually went and all I can say is we didn't come away losers. I made Nichole leave with her winnings in tow and we returned to the hotel about 4 in the morning. We had fun. She gambled and I watched.
Sunday I slept in while they went back to their old ward in Hollister and attended church. I actually intended to start home early but I just couldn't get off the bed. We said our goodbyes about 2 p.m. and the boys were sad because we didn't get a last trip to the vacant lot to chase more squirrels. Next trip.
All in all, it was a great trip. Thanks again Spence for your little gift. We loved the hotel. By the way, I am proud of myself for taking pictures, getting them on the computer, then getting them posted on my blog. Jess should be proud. I didn't have to call her once.

Anniversary weekend in Twin Falls

2009-03-17T13:17:00.003-06:00

This is a picture of Ned who couldn't stand the fact there was an empty horse on the ride at Walmart. What a great dad he is!! After playing in the pool with a couple of "dadless" boys, the grandma mentioned that she was trying to figure out a way they could rent him for the weekend. We then came up with a new business for Ned: "Rent A Dad". I think he could make a fortune. His boys don't know yet how lucky they are.

Twin Falls Weekend

2009-03-17T13:11:00.002-06:00

This is a photo above Shohone Falls just outside of Twin Falls. We had a great time touring around Twin Falls while Nichole slept peacefully in the luxurious hotel room Spencer rented for us with his bonus points. I should have taken a picture of the hotel but didn't think about it. The boys and Ned had a great time throwing rocks over the edge and watching them hit the water.

Trip Down Memory Lane

2009-03-07T14:50:00.002-07:00

I took an unexpected trip down memory lane this morning as I was cleaning out a box of "stuff" after re-arranging my little office. I ran across a manila envelope with pictures and cards that my mother had given me some years ago which I had forgotten about. Actually, I don't think I ever looked at it after she gave it to me. What memories this brought back. It had pictures from my Vietnam years, lots of pictures of my wedding, tons of pictures of family members, and the cutest little cards my kids had given her and dad one grandparents day. For any nieces and nephews that read this blog you will understand. First for my dad:
Nikki: To Grandpa: I love you because you give us treats and you take us to the garbage bend. Love Nikki
Jessica: To Grandpa: I love you becauce you love me. Love Jessica
Spencer: I love you because you have such a beatyful house. You give me hugs. You fix old toys and give to me. You let us stay here for a week. Love, Spencer
Kelly: (translated by Nancy): I love you because: You give me lots of hugs; You have a pretty Christmas tree; you take us to the dump; You love me. Love, Kelly
For Grammy:
Nikki: I love you because: your so nice and sometimes you take us to the rest homes. Love, Nikki
Jessica: To Grandma: I love you becauce, you teach us to dance. love, Jessica
Spencer: Grandma: I love you because you let us come visit. I love you because you teach us good songs. Spencer
Kelly: (translated again). Grandma: I love you because: you married grandpa; you teach me to dance; you bake us cookies; you have a fun house. Kelly
All these cards had a cute little picture attached to them. They must have been very special to my parents because they kept them so long. I can't remember doing this but if I came up with this idea it was a brilliant one. What a special gift for grandparents (I now know as I have reached that stage in my life and have my own grandchildren.).
Speaking of granchildren, I am getting cabin fever so am planning a road trip to I'm not sure where next weekend. Meeting up with the Crossleys and maybe the Spencer Neads or maybe just a gambling spree in Jackpot (I know we have been advised not to gamble, but I have to try out my new system for winning on the roullette table - just this once.) Can't wait to see the grandkids!! (Well, and my own kids too)

2009-03-05T22:26:00.002-07:00

I'm told I need to add some pics to my blog so thought I would add this picture I took of the Tetons this summer just before sunrise. Pretty isn't it. This is for those of you that read my blog but have never visited the valley. This view is one reason I remain here. This shot was from my front porch. Speaking of porches, I was watchig Oprah the other day (which is rare) and they had a special on the tent cities popping up all over the country. I'm thinking hippies (or whatever they are called nowdays) but come to find out it was people my age that had lost everything they had. Most of the ones they interviewed had grown children that didn't know they were living in tents. I again was so thankful for my humble little home here in the shadows of the Tetons. I now call my little place "cozy" for lack of other words for being small. But, it is all I need and it prevents my children from moving home to live with me. (Just kidding, you know you are welcome anytime but you will all have to sleep in the same room).
I need to keep this short as it is late and six a.m. comes early. I hope to write a little more this weekend but I always think that and months go by and I never get around to it.
I do want everyone in the Reed Anderson Family to know that I am inviting them to Idaho on Memorial Day this year. I would love to have a little get together at the cemetary where my parents and two sisters are buried. I am also offering to pay for a motel room here in my litle town of Tetonia for any of you who would like to make the trek up to the valley. I have been asked to do the sacrament meeting in church that weekend and I am hoping I can bribe my children to come home for the weekend and speak briefly in church. I haven't asked any of them yet so this will come as a surprise to them. But, again, I am throwing out the invite to any nieces, nephews, cousins, or whatever to visit me here in vacation land. I will pay for a motel room for you. Can you beat that offer? As you can tell, I don't get many visitors up here in the back country.
Last thing. Lester Wade, my boy's basketball coach, died suddenly a few weeks ago and Spencer made the trip up to the viewing. When we went into the church, the line was a mile long but there was a group of his friends close to the front. We actually snuck in line with them and got through about two hours quicker than we would have. I have never been able to shake the guilt feeling though for "budging" in line (it's the school teacher in me). But, the whole point of this story is that it was really fun to visit with all his old friends - mainly the Kunz boys. They even stopped at my house for a few minutes on their way home. Brought back a lot of good memories of what is for me "the good old days".
Time to go. Word of warning to my children. Mark you calendars for the last weekend in May - Memorial Day. More info later.

2009-02-14T11:55:00.002-07:00

It has been forever since I posted on my blog site. This shows how well I do at journal writing. Oh how I wished I had kept a journal as my children were growing up. Now I am trying to put together our life history and all I have are pictures (thank goodness for that). So, be prepared my children, you will probably be asked to submit memories of your childhood years to match your pictures.
I have had a busy last month. I have been spending a lot of time with Elvis (no joke!). The beginning of January I got a student teacher and his name really is Elvis. How many of you have Elvis in your cell phones? I do. I told the students they couldn't call him Elvis though but I couldn't resist the first time he walked out of the room to say "Elvis has left the room!"
I didn't realize having a student teacher was so time consuming but it is getting easier as he takes over more of the teaching.
I am going to write more later on my last few weeks but as I was trying to find my desk this morning I ran across a quote I jotted on a piece of paper that puts my whole outlook on life in perspective since I hit the big 60 a year ago (yes I am 61 but I try not to think about that). I wanted to share this with anyone who reads my blog as it is a good rule to live by.
"Let us relish life as we live it, feel joy in the journey and share our love with family and friends. One day each of us will run out of tomorrows."
Later!

2009-01-25T21:21:00.002-07:00

This is a picture of what we think is the organ that my grandmother had out in her storage shed that us grandchildren played on all the time. It is a pump organ and was given to this museum/farm in Utah. They restored it and it is on display. It is a beautiful organ and although I don't remember how it looked I remember the times my sister and cousins played with it. This picture was taken with my two grandsons, Will and Reed when we visited the farm with my sister-in-law Paula. We had a great time and the boys were fascinated with the animals but refused to ride the ponies when given the opportunity. The day was beautiful till Reed found the bees.

2009-01-21T21:11:00.003-07:00

Another fun picture from the farm. We listened to a few fun stories from this mountain man but the boys weren't impressed. We had a great time until Reed got stung by a bee. That pretty much put a damper on the visit so we left. Great memories though but I don't think Reed will remember anything but the sting.

Nancy's Big Day

2009-01-10T21:00:00.003-07:00

Well, this is my first attempt at adding an immage to my post but I wanted anyone who reads this boring blog to see the beautiful card I received for my birthday. It was a great day!! I tried to do all my favorite things this year for my birthday. Had my favorite cake - Carrot Cake; went on a road trip which is one of my most favorite things to do; went bowling (haven't bowled for years but got one strike and got the same score as my 6 year old grandson); ate one of my most favorite things for my birthday dinner (Cobb Salad from Red Robin); and spent time with family. It was a memorable birthday and I hope I have many more coming but at my age anything can happen. People all around me are dropping like flies so I am trying to make the best of my mature years.
I want to thank all my children for the nice things they said about me. I couldn't have received a better present (well, maybe a million dollars would run a close second). Even though I know I did the best that I could do in raising my children, I sometimes get in this "pitty party" mood and feel bad that I hadn't been able to give my children more and feel bad for them that they had to be born into my family. I try to not allow myself these little parties very often but they happen occasionally and for those that know me, of course the tears always ruin my mascara and make my eyes puffy and red. But, after hearing what my children had to say about me, I guess life wasn't as bad as I make it out to be. There are so many things that I wished I had taught them and done differently, but I can't change that now. I did my best and I am proud of the results. I love you all and appreciate the fact that you make me feel loved and needed. Thanks again for the nice things you said and thanks to Summer and Spencer for showing me a good time on my birthday. Max asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday and it just popped into my head to go bowling. What an adventure! We all bowled, even the little girls. Maddy (the 2 1/2 year old) had a good time until she pinched her fingers then slipped and fell on her rear end. That was enough for her. Summer was a real trooper. She probably would have beaten us all if she hadn't kept slipping across the line and having the buzzer ring and not getting a score. Thanks for the memories we made!!
It was a birthday I will never forget. Next post is going to be some Christmas pictures but I have to make sure I can do this before I attempt another one.

We love you Nana!!!

2009-01-04T17:56:00.003-07:00

Nancy is the most generous person I know. She worries about her family so much, that none of us ever need worry. She is the coolest Grandma (we call her Nana~those prideful baby boomers) ever and I know her grandkids adore her.

She provided the most wonderful home life for us growing up, even with all her struggles and trials. I cannot fathom how she didn't kill all of us at the end of every day. She never got a break from being a Mom when "the Dad" came home. She was it. I know how tiring that is, and I only have 2 kids whereas she had 4 plus all our friends, plus daycare kids.

I don't ever remember playing a game when she wasn't in the bleachers. I don't ever remember being with a sitter. I know we must have been, but I can't recall. I don't ever remember feeling poor, although I know we were poorer than church mice.

I remember having fun. Travelling and singing in the car. Big mug refills. Long bike rides. Playing in the dome running around like wild indians while she walked. I remember Mom, rubbing my legs at night when I couldn't sleep because of growing pains. I loved having crimped hair and Mom would frequently braid it in a million tiny braids just before bed. I remember her playing the piano and singing "Good night" to all of us. I remember sitting on the front row at church so we would behave. Mom sang a lot! We always had music going. I hated Neil Diamond growing up but now I can't get enough. Thanks Mom!!

Mom sacrificed tons of time for me to learn the piano and I'm truly grateful. I have beautiful teeth that the dentists CONSTANTLY compliment me on because of Mom's hard work.

I remember being paged to the front of the store when she was done shopping at Fred Meyer. I remember one time going through a check out line and she told the checker she wouldn't pay for my items because she didn't know who I was. ARGH!!! I was embarassed.

I remember so many fun things that I can't list them. Thank you Mom!!! For loving us, for sacrificing for us, for raising us without bringing a string of boyfriends through our house. I know how lonely you must have been and I am so glad you gave up a lot of your needs so we would be safe.

I LOVE YOU MOM!
You are my

story time

2009-01-02T22:41:00.003-07:00

How boring could my stories be?

Brother Returns Home

2009-01-01T14:16:00.002-07:00

Just a quick note on my blog. My brother Steve passed away last night and has returned to his family above. I know mom and dad were there to welcome him home. He is now able to breath normally and won't be visiting the hospital so often with minor heart attacks. Steve, you were loved and we will miss you and your cowboy songs and poetry. He asked that he be creamated and his ashes spread over the Tetons which he loved. We will have an informal memorial service sometime this summer and ride the lift to the top of the Tetons and spread his ashes according to his wishes. He asked that I write these words on paper and spread them with his ashes: "This old mountain man has gone as far as he can and now he is headed for peace in the valley." Bye bye Steve. Rest in peace.

Thanksgiving 2008

2008-12-14T22:00:00.002-07:00

Thanks to Jessica, I have some new photos posted on my blog. Thanks Jess for your help. One of these days I will attempt it myself. I did have to learn how to label the pictures after she posted them so I am learning a little at a time. Each time it gets a little easier.
Below are pictures of the great time we had in McCall this Thanksgiving. It was fun having Jess and Tommy there. The food and the company were unbeatable. Thanks Crossleys for hosting. Our plans changed a little and we didn't spend the night in McCall but it all worked out for the best.
The next weekend I turned around and went back to Boise where I got to spend three fun days with the grandkids as Spencer and Summer took off and went to New York City. I forgot how little time a mother with young children has to herself. But, just a little word to you new mothers. Enjoy the children while they are young as it isn't long and they turn into teenagers and that brings with it a whole new set of challenges. That too will pass and then they will leave home and you more or less get your life back but you have a lot to show for all your hard work and sacrafice. Then the grandchildren come along and that is when you reap the rewards for your hard work. There is nothing better.
Speaking of grandchildren, while in Boise I got to witness Max make his very first basket while playing in his little league basketball game. He actually made three baskets and was bragging to his teammates about all the money he had earned. I offered him $1.00 a basket and besides that, he had in his head that his dad was going to pay him $20 a basket. You could almost see the dollar signs in his eyes but above and beyond that, he realized that he could make a basket if he tried hard enough. I can remember offering money for baskets and soccer goals, but soon the money doesn't matter any more and they score just because they know they can. Good job Max.
Next big adventure is Christmas and New Years. I am toying with the idea of driving to Texas but it all depends on the weather. This time I am going to try and get pictures and learn how to get them on my blog. Later.

Thanksgiving in McCall

2008-12-07T14:58:00.006-07:00

Spence and Tommy enjoying Tommy's early Christmas gift - thanks to Nichole.

The "grandkids" - Will , Macey , Reed , Max (toothless) , and Maddy

Snack (junk food) time.

Tommy getting ready to give Nana a neck massage. This is after her frightening experience getting her spine straightened against her will.

Kids table - Maddy getting a jump on dinner.

Adult table. Thanks to Nichole for the beautiful settings and Summer for bringing the candle to add "atmosphere" to the meal.

Nana and Maddy preparing the relish tray. Maddy was brave and tried each veggie we added. She spit most of them out but she gave them a try. Her favorite were the olives - after she put one on each finger. She loves to help cook and Nana had a great time with her.

Angels Watching Over Me

2008-11-30T21:54:00.003-07:00

I just returned from a great Thanksgiving in McCall which I will talk about another time. It is late Sun. night but I feel compelled to talk about my angels who travel with me all the time.
Before my mother died a few years ago, she gave both Jessica and me a little gold angel to put in our cars and said "Remember, the angels are with you always." This angel has a lot of meaning for me for two reasons. The first one being my mom gave it to me and it reminds me a lot of her and the fun times we had riding around in my little car talking and eating soft ice cream cones from KWIK Way. I miss her but know she is happy and watching over me as I travel. Second reason I love that little gold angel is when Spence and his family lived in Idaho Falls a couple of years back, Max loved to go with me to do the million errands I would do on Saturday pretty much every weekend. I loved his company and we had so much fun and as we tripped around Idaho Falls he would always ask to play with the little angel. He always put the angel in a safe special place as we would run into a store or where ever we were going. He loved that little angel and it reminds me everytime I look at it about our fun days we spent together.
So, back to my story. Yesterday as I was leaving Boise after our great Thanksgiving, I saw a car in front of me with the license plate holder that said "Angels are Watching Over Me" and I wished that I had a holder just like that one.
On the long trip home, I kept glancing up at my little angel and wondering which angel was riding with me. I know I require a whole gang of angels pretty much most of the time, but I know they have other people to watch over but one or two of them are always there. It was a passing thought but I just kept looking up at that little angel.
It was about 10:30 p.m. when I finally started across the dry farms climbing altitude up to my little mountain home. I was anxious to get home after the long trip and my stops along the way. I had been travelling on the freeway so I was used to going about 85 mph and knowing there was little enforcement out on the highway, I kept about that speed until I crossed Canyon Creek Bridge about 20 miles from home. As clear as day, I heard "Black Ice" a couple of times but I was following a pickup going about the same speed as I so I thought I was safe. Again, just after crossing the brigde "Black Ice" came into my mind so I slowed way down against my wishes and began to drive much slower. I arrived home safely and in my prayers again thanked the Lord for my safe trip and my angels for watching over me.
Now, for the rest of the story. During the announcements at church this morning, the Bishop informs us that a friend and fellow teacher Charlotte Barr) was killed the night before only two miles from her home when her pickup hit a patch of black ice, rolled five times, and she had to be extricated from the pickup already being dead. This was not the pickup that I was following, this happened only 1/2 hour after I had passed this same spot. Her and her husband had taken a quick run to Rexburg to pick up a car and they were travelling home with her driving the pickup and he driving the car behind her. Two miles from their home he watched (I'm sure in horror) as she hit the ice, rolled the pickup five times, and was pinned inside. He tried to get her out but to no avail and the extrication team had a hard time getting her out. I believe she was already dead.
One half hour after I had passed the same spot! I have been thanking my angels all day long for the warning. That could have easily been me and that late at night I may have been trapped inside for hours before anyone found me.
The moral of this story. Always pray that your angels will be with you as you travel and then LISTEN!!

McCall Here We Come

2008-11-24T21:45:00.002-07:00

I know, it's been a while since I did a new post but everytime I go to my blog to post I get busy reading everybody else's blogs and it gets past my bedtime (I actually have myself on a schedule as much as I love late-night stuff) so I tell myself I will do it tomorrow. I have discovered (duh) that tomorrow never comes. One of my New Year's resolutions is going to be spend more time on the computer. I am still waiting for someone to invent a chair that you can exercise in while you are on the computer. I need to somehow figure out how to hook my computer up to my tread mill so I can read e-mails and blogs while I walk. Even if there was a way to do that, I probably couldn't figure it out so I am just going to have to buck up and reserve more computer time. I might have to stop watching "Dancing With the Stars" although the season is almost over. Then I am sure something else will come on like American Idol that I can't resist. I need to get rid of my dish.
I actually talked to someone in church that reads my blog. I was surprised. I know my family reads it on occasion but I didn't think anyone else did. Thanks Barbara for keeping track of me and the fam.
Speaking of the family, we are off for a new adventure for Thanksgiving. Because Ned (Nichole's hubby) is busy keeping the peace in McCall and has to work on Thanksgiving (he is a police officer) we have all decided to pack up and go to the mountains for Thanksgiving. Jessica and Tommy are coming from El Paso on Wednesday so we booked a couple of adjoining rooms at the Lake Shore Lodge in McCall which overlooks the beautiful lake, has a big rec room, a movie theatre, an exercise room (like we will use that!) and lots of space for the little ones to run and play. We will have an "easy to fix and eat" dinner at the Crossley's then off to the Lodge for the afternoon and evening. Spence will have access to his football games but we are hoping he will have more fun with the family than sitting watching football (in my dreams). Hopefully we can get the kids all settled fairly early so we can pull out the games for family game night which we don't get to have much of these last few years.
Nichole has asked for a late check out for Friday so hopefully more swimming and hanging out together. Jessica and Tommy then leave for Spokane Friday night to visit his daughter for a couple of days. It will be fun to have them here in Idaho. Maybe if it weren't so cold Tommy might decide he would like to live here.
So, thats the plan for the Nead family. I hope everyone else has something fun planned with their family as that is what really matters. I am so thankful for my great family. I am truly blessed to have healthy, happy children who have chosen wonderful mates and have blessed me with the best grandchildren in the world.
As I age, I am becoming more aware of how lucky I am to be in such good health. I know I complain about my extra pounds, but if that what it takes to be healthy so be it. I have a friend who has a lot of really expensive paintings and who doesn't hurt for money that told me one day that she would trade everything she had to be as healthy as I am. What more could anyone ask for? I might not have a big fancy house but I also don't have a lot of aches and pains which is a huge blessing at my age. Luckily my knees, elbows, hips, and shoulders all work well (although Spencer keeps trying to convince me that I need new knees) so I can excercise about 90 minutes a day without much problem. No wonder I don't get much computer time.
So this Thanksgiving, I hope whoever reads this long, drug out blog (which I meant to keep short) will appreciate their many blessings and enjoy them to the fullest. I still love the country western song "Live Like You Were Dying" as you never know when that time may come.
Have a great Thanksgiving everyone!

Halloween, Ball Game, Birthday Getaway

2008-11-09T21:18:00.002-07:00

Going to try and keep this short but have a lot to talk about. I was getting ansie(sp?) last weekend so decided it was time for a road trip, so I got off school early (grade day) and headed West. I did have some other motivation though, first it being Halloween and second it was Spencer's birthday, but what I didn't know was Max was having his first basketball game ever and Spencer was the coach. Not going to say much about the game except I enjoyed watching Max play although I got a little out of control and realized why all my children grew up so competative and really enjoyed watching Spencer coach those little six-year old boys. He was really patient and didn't lose control of himself unlike his mother.
I drove as fast and frantic as I could from Teton Valley and arrived in Boise just in time to see the grandkids and all their friends finish their "trunk or treat" at the church. Max was so excited - he came up to me, showed me his bag of candy and said "look how much candy I have and I haven't even been to the neighbors yet." Maddy, she was sitting in the back of the van covered with chocolate and looking cute in her princess costume. Macy soon arrived looking as cute as Maddy in her identical costume. Summer said that Maddy was supposed to be the frog this year as per tradition but carried the princess costume all over the store and she didn't have the heart to make her into a frog instead of a princess. Smart move Summer.
After the trunk or treat, Spence loaded up the van with all the kids - about 10 of them - and off to the neighborhood to trick or treat up and down the block. It was interesting because I think there were more adults there than kids. Besides parents, there were grandpartents and aunts and uncles. We had a great time watching the kids run from door to door and visiting along the way. The weather was warm enough that coats weren't needed and the street was filled with princesses, ninjas, monsters, and you name it. Wasn't long the Neads ran out of candy so Summer just put a note on the door "Out of candy". What a fun evening and some great memories. Friday night alone was worth the long trip from the valley.
Sat morning we took off for Max's basketball game and again the gym was filled with as many grandparents as parents. We finally found a few chairs in the corner and Summer got a little frustrated having to take care of the two girls while trying to watch the game. She decided she would hire a babysitter next game so she could concentrate on the game. The little boys were so cute and it brought back a lot of memories from my days watching kids on the basketball court. Fun times and great memories for me.
Later that afternoon I watched the kids (actually didn't do much watching - but playing) as Spence and Summer went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. That was part of my gift for Spence was a little time off from the fam and time alone with his wife. I'm sure we at home had a better time than they did though. We spent time flying paper airplanes and building lego spaceships. Another great evening for nana.
I got up the next morning and headed east this time leaving with a lot of good memories and a long drive with a short visit but well worth it. Luckily the trip home was uneventful - no flying truck tires in the windshield this time.

Exploding Truck Tires

2008-10-25T11:24:00.002-06:00

First, before I relate an incident that happened to me on the way home from Boise on my last trip, I just want everyone to know that reads this that I do not enjoy playing around on the computer. The computer is not exactly my idea of a "good time". In fact, I was in tears on Thursday (definately not one of the best days of my life) at school when I received my Teachers editions of a new course I am teaching (grammar) and everything I needed was on a CD. All practice material, tests, evaluations, literally everything I needed I had to locate on a CD. Finally after much frustration, I decided I would be better off creating my own material than trying to locate it on the computer. Again though, I was blessed as the computer specialist came to my classroom (divine intervention) to visit with me and what she found was a teacher on the verge of tears due to frustration. My sister keeps asking me why she is not on my blog list and I don't even know what that means let alone get her there. With that, I will continue.
Due to lack of anything else going on in my life, I want to tell you about a scary incident that happened to me a few weeks ago. I was on my way home from Boise and as usual, in a hurry. As I have done many, many times, I was following a truck too close as he was passing another truck. I know you have all been in that situation where you are behind a huge truck and next to a huge truck. Not a fun place to be but I am still riding his tail hoping to pass as soon as he passes. I don't know if the truck in front of me blew a tire or just hit a recently tire that had blown but all the sudden I am getting pounded with hard rubber onto my windshield. Holly Hannah!!! I have never experienced that before. And you think hail hits the windshield hard. I was scared beyond words and more was flying at me. Talk about you life flashing by in a second. I knew my windshield was going to shatter and that hard rubber tire pieces were going to hit me right in the face. I slammed on my brakes still getting pelted with hard rubber. I was lucky there wasn't a car behind me (everyone else on the road was much smarter that me). Luckily, I slowed enough to dodge the rest of the rubber but my heart was pounding so fast I didn't know what to do. Another one of those incidents that I now can add to my list of "life experiences" which are things I have experienced that I never want to experience again but ones that I have learned from. I started my "life experience" list just after I ran for the legislature, that being the top of the list. It has grown since then. In fact, one of these days I will ask everyone to submit one of their "life experiences" and I will pass them around. That will be another time.
I relate this experience to all my millions of readers to warn you to stop following trucks so close as you never know when they will blow a tire and it will hit you right where you don't want to be hit - in the windshield. Words of wisdom from Nana Nead: Keep you distance from vehicles be it trucks, cars, or busses. In other words, drive defensively and safely.
Have got to close for now. Tons of leave are waiting to be raked. Bought me a new toy last week - a rake that not only rakes leaves but gathers them as well. If I can ever learn how to post pitures, that will be one I will post. Later.

First Snow

2008-10-11T09:50:00.003-06:00

It's Saturday morning and I got up and wanted to go for a walk but lo and behold, I look out the window and SNOW! Our first snow for the year and it is always hard to take. Seems a little early this year as the farmers are still trying to get potatoes and grains out of the ground.
Speaking of potatoes, we had our fall break last week and as usual, I packed up and went to Boise to visit grandkids. Got my car tuned up on Wed. morning and headed west to arrive there just in time to watch Max practice soccer. After the soccer practice, I learned why I love being a "Nana" so much. It was late so we stopped in at the local Subway and after chowing down a delicious sandwich, Max leans back and says "This is the best day of my life." His mom inquired why and he replies "I got to play soccer and my nana came to visit." Wow! Didn't know I could make someone's day the best day of their life. I decided then and there to try and make everyday the best day of my life. Sometimes I don't suceed, but at least I try.
Nikki came down from McCall on Thursday and we had a great day together. She looks GREAT! Has lost 78 lbs. to date (probably more by now) and says she feels good. Proud of you Nikki. It isn't easy is it?
Yesterday wasn't one of the best days of my life, but I accomplished something I never thought possible. For those of you that don't know, computer stuff comes really hard for me. I grew up on a manual typewriter - none of this high tech stuff. But, I have been forced to join the computer generation and it hasn't been an easy task for me. At the beginning of school, I paniced when they brought me a brand new computer as I was so used to my old out-of-date one. Luckily the computer tech set it up for me and gave me some quick instructions. I was petrified thinking I would never be able to operate it but wa la, it turned out to be easier than I thought. I now love my new school computer. But, as the old computer went out the door, so did the printer that was attached to it. I asked the computer tech where my printer was and she said I would have to order my own. So, put a request in to the office and yesterday in comes my new printer but no computer tech with it. The box was dropped off and again, panic struck! I took a deep breath, opened the box, and actually knew how to insert the disc that took me step by step through the installation. I knew that at some point I would get to the step that I couldn't complete and I would run in desperation to the computer tech begging for help. But, I just kept plugging things in and hitting the right buttons and when on the screen appeared the words "Installation Complete" I jumped up and did a little dance around the floor (no I didn't have any students at the time). I couldn't believe it. I actually tested it and IT WORKED! I know this seems so simple to some of you, but those that know me know what a big accomplishment that was for me. So, I can say, probably one of the best days of my school year.
I'm now going to the closet to dig out my winter clothes and brave the weather for a chilly walk around the park. Later!

My bucket list

2008-09-28T22:17:00.004-06:00

Look at me. My third post to my blog and my second week in a row. Go Nana!!
On Monday morning, my radio automatically came on at 6:00 a.m. just as the dj's signed on at KLCE radio station. This morning, the first thing Liza announces is that her partner Wayne Richards died the night before while vacationing in Hawaii. I have listened to Wayne since KLCE started about 15 years ago and he and I became friends when Spencer was drafted and we visited on occasion on the radio. He followed me through the mayorial race and my short run for the Legislature. I felt like I had lost a good friend as did many other listeners in the area. Lisa pointed out many times during the week that Wayne died doing something he had always wanted to do - scuba dive- and he had lived life to the fullest. He was 54 and in good health and no one knows what really happened.
All week I have been reflecting on my life and trying to come up with things I would really like to do before my time is up and came to the conclusion that if my sun were to set unexpectedly, I would return to my heavenly family reporting back that I was ready to return and had no regrets. I have done so much in my short lifetime that I am ready to set my speed on cruise control (slow speed) and sail happily into the sunset.
I do have a bucket list though. Considering that I have already climbed the Eiffel Tower, watched the changing of the guard in London, travelled across the USSR on the Trans Siberian Railroad, hitch-hiked through Switzerland, served my country in the Vietnam War in the Red Cross, spent time in the outback in Austrailia, shopped in Hong Kong, swam in the beaches off Sydney, Austrailia, rode the train up Mt. Fuji in Japan, motorbiked in England, spent the night in a hostel that at one time was a hideout for Hitler, got a ticket in Holland for hitch-hiking in the wrong spot on the freeway, and travelled completely around the world, mainly I want to spend as much time with my family as possible, especially the grandchildren as it is fun to enjoy their energy and not worry about if the laundry is done, the piano has been practiced, the hair has been washed or teeth have been brushed. I will leave those chores to the parents and we will just have fun together. I remember the times I spent with my only grandma and such precious memories I have of her. Her cookie jar was always full and we loved playing in her basement and walking the railroad tracks next to her house. I want my grandchildren to have fun memories with their "nana." I also enjoy watching my own children and their parenting skills. I am so proud of each one of them and if I had done nothing else in this life, I would still feel like my life had been complete as my children all have strong testimonies of the gospel, know how to work hard, seem to be happy with their lives, and are dedicated to their families.
My advice to them is to enjoy every moment you have together as it isn't long as you are sending them out into the world off to college, on missions, and to the altar where they then will reward you for all your efforts by giving you beautiful grandchildren. No one could ask for a better reward.
All this rambling on is really bringing me to the point that I want to make. As my sun begins to go down, if it sets sooner than expected, remember that I go knowing I lived life to the fullest and I can return to report "mission complete". Don't feel sad for me as I will be going home with head held high and proud of what I accomplished in this life.

2008-09-21T13:01:00.003-06:00

Here I go again. Jessica tells me if I am going to be a blogger I have to ad to my blog once in a while. I thought everyone that reads my blog (does anyone?) would just enjoy looking at the beautiful picture of the Tetons, read what I wrote first over and over again, then find my house in the picture and log off.
O.k., so there is more to it than that I guess. I'm just not used to this stuff. Wait until I learn how to put pictures on then it will get really exciting. But, that may be a while. I am still learning how to turn my new camera that the fam gave me on and off and once in a while I snap a few shots. Now I have to figure out how to get them off my camera and made into a real picture like I am used to.
If you read the Crossley blog, you were told that they visited me about three weeks ago and yes, I definately took advantage of my handy-man son-in-law spending the weekend up here. I have to admit, I did have a list ready for him to tackle and he didn't bat an eye (he didn't have time or he probably did it behind my back). I first set him to work helping me (well he did it all) prop the roof up on my old storage shed which collapsed last winter under the heavy snow. We found a couple of 4x4's in back of city hall, which I am sure they won't miss, and he sawed them the proper length then lifted the roof while I shoved them in place. It looks pretty good but we will see how sturdy they are when winter sets in.
Ned sent me into cardiac arrest though when he suggested he put a new shower head on my shower for me. I loved my old shower head as I got lots of pressure and had no complaints about it. But upon further examination, there was such a huge buildup of hard water that I don't know how I got any pressure at all. I did give in to letting him put a new head on with the promise that if I didn't like it he would replace the old one so he went to work replacing my shower head. He promised I would have good pressure, which has turned out true. Not as much pressure as before, but enough. I am now doing my part to conserve one of our most precious resources so I am now helping save the world thanks to Ned.
It was fun having the Crossleys visit and I even tolerated the dog - Hobbs. He is so patient with those little boys. At one point, Reed had him wrapped up in a rope and a sword sticking through the ropes and he was sitting so patiently with his paws crossed that I tried to get a picture but couldn't get my new camera to work. Yes, I turned it on first.
I have probably said enough but since it has been so long since I wrote I have a lot of catching up to do. Read on for more entertainment.
Next weekend I got to attend church with Kelly's family as they sang and sounded beautiful. Won't be long before Keayen is on "American Idol." He has a beautiful voice and Natalyah looked cute. Monika was sleeping peacefully on the bench so she missed the whole thing but her time will come considering how often they are asked to sing. I can see why.
(Almost done - bear with me). Next weekend I had a satellite dish installed so since then I have pretty much just sat in my chair (mom's wonderful rocking chair that Howard bought her) and skrolled through all the channels watching anything that catches my fancy. Have seen old episodes of M*A*S*H*, Home Improvement, etc. I guess it's time to get up out of my chair and do something productive.
Oh, I did referee a volleyball game for the first time last week in six years. I was scared to death but not to brag, I did a pretty good job. I realized though that almost no one looks at you except when it is time to serve. At one point, I was watching a young father and his cute baby in the stands and nothing was happening on the floor. Come to find out, they were all waiting for me to give the signal to serve. Duh! I tried to pay more attention after that.
O.k., one more thing. I got to know the newest member to our family a little better yesterday when we had a bonding moment on the phone. Thanks Tommy for the words of love and support. You made my day. Welcome to our crazy family!! Bye for now (finally, you are all saying).

Great Blog

2008-09-01T21:03:00.002-06:00

Wow! What a great picture of my valley. No wonder I live here. Find the tall grain elevator towards the left side of the picture and that is where my little house is. Wow! what a great blog site. Thanks to my daughters Jess and Nikki for dragging me screaming and kicking into the blogger's world. I'm not going to write much this time as I am not sure this will really work but I do want to say, this weekend I went to the Manwaring Family reunion and thanks to Kelly and Becca for showing up to represent my family. What is sad, I can remember my mother dragging me to those reunions and now, I am that person forcing my children to attend. It was fun seeing all my cousins (now the older generation except for Aunt Lois and Aunt Eva). We realized that "we are now our parents!"
School has started and I have one week under my belt. I have had to add five desks to my classroom but we have a great, new principal so I think it is going to be a good year. I walked through the new middle school they are building and it is huge!
That is all for now. Nor not writing much, I ramble on and on.

Pics of my Family

2008-08-24T13:23:00.009-06:00

Here is my family. It's not usual to have them all in one place at one time standing still.
Top, left to right:
Nichole (my daughter), Ned (Nichole's husband, Spencer (my son), Summer (Spencer's wife), Me, Jessica (my daughter) Tommy (Jessica's husband), Rebecca (Kelly's wife), Kelly (my son).Bottom, left to right:Nichole's boys: Reed and Will, Spencer's kids: Max, Macey, Madison. Kelly's kids: Monika, Tally, Keayen

Here I am with just my kids. Left to right: Kelly (the youngest), Me, Jessica (2nd), Nichole (oldest), Spencer (3rd)
Here I am with all my grandkids.
Left to right:
Macey (3), Max (6), Tally (4), Macey (2), Keayen (6), Reed (5), Will (3)
Me and "The Girls"

The boys! Tommy has been crowned "Tiny Tim," even though he's 5'10"! Not to mention, he won the Push-Up Contest in the hotel the night before the wedding.

2008-08-18T10:50:00.001-06:00

nana hops on the blog train today!!