Sunday, March 4, 2012

Cold day for a ride.

Me and my hubby spent a little of our Sunday afternoon (it was sunny but cold) braving the early March winds. I got on the back of Bret's new motorcycle (first time in 13+ years) and went for a lovely but bitingly cold ride. Didn't go far and it took me a cup of cocoa and several hours wrapped in a blanket before my bones didn't feel the chill.

On the way out (I must confess) I spent most of the time in prayer. Reminding God that there's so much still to do before I'm whisked away. :-)

I know it's morbid, but you must remember that in addition to getting pregnant, we also had a motorcycle accident prior to giving it up many years ago.

On the way home, I began to relax and enjoy the feel of the wind. I reminisced about warmer days and happy memories.

I confess that, at 20, when I first started riding, my frontal lobe (in the brain) had not yet fully developed and I was certain that nothing bad could happen as long as we were together. :-) These days (although I am certainly more deeply in love with the man) I am more realistic about the risks. Nevertheless, we enjoyed the opportunity to get out just the two of us and now I will wait for a MUCH warmer day to do this again!

Friday, February 24, 2012

Pondering

My kid has gone to Jr. High camp with his youth group and their leaders.

This is just a weekend at camp. He'll be fine. But, it is also a beginning of things to come. Our son will do more and more without us.

I am pondering.

Will he remember to brush his teeth...wear a sweater...put on his boots and hats and gloves before he goes outside.

Will others treat him well...include him in activities...accept him...encourage him...

Will he remember who he is...our child...God's child...

Will he choose well without us there to guide him? Does he have what he needs to move forward in his life, successfully, independently, walking with God?

Monday, February 20, 2012

My valentine.

So you saw the roses in a previous post, but you didn't hear about the big surprise on the Saturday after Valentine's Day. I knew something was up because he told me that I shouldn' t make plans and not to ask questions. :-) So, it turns out that my hubby, with some other hubbies of friends of ours, reserved a room at church and decorated with candles and flowers and pictures from our respective weddings. Some of the women had managed to get the scoop from the men, but a few of us (myself included) were really surprised. They made a lovely dinner with appetizers, salad, lasagna, and dessert. It was wonderful. Thank you, again to my wonderful hubby and valentine!

Motorcycle Man

Here it is. After 13 years, my patient hubby has finally returned to his love of motorcycling. Yesterday we bought this 2005 Suzuki C50T (touring) complete with leather side bags and fairing. You'll notice the second seat (for me, mostly) although we have helmet and safety padded jacket for the kids too. We'll have to see about that... :-)

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Knit Hangers

Do any of you have a grandma or aunt or someone who "knit" clothes hangers? My Oma did and I have a few left from her. Decided to find out how to do it myself. Turns out it's not a big deal and they look really nice afterward. Mine may not be as well done as Oma's, but they're not bad and I get to pick the colors! If you want to try it, just type "knit hangers" into your search engine and get ready to have fun in the evenings while watching t.v.--or whatever!

Pancakes are yummier when you make them yourself!


When you're almost 10 years old, cooking is fun and not a chore. Katie made blueberry pancakes and sprinkle pancakes Saturday morning all by herself. She even ate one of the blueberry ones (not usually her favorite) and declared that it tasted okay!

Happy Valentine's Day!

I got up early this morning and did something I have never done before. Made homemade doughnuts for breakfast for my family from a book called Mennonite Girls Can Cook!. It was my way of saying "I love you." My hubby came home from his early morning bible study with these... (his way of saying it)