Saturday the 2nd of October

I got up and got ready for my day. I went to pick up Peanut at a friends house and took her to the high school. She was meeting the soccer team and heading to Medford. I went and dropped off her friend Red and headed to meet Bugg. Bugg was getting her senior portraits taken with Dulce Phelps. She had a friend with her and Puddles was there as well. We tootled about the Downtown in different outfits and different poses to get the girl looking her best. It was fun to watch her and see her beauty. She is so sweet and she did such a great job. I cannot wait to see them. While we were doing the pictures I got a text from Peanut saying the game was delayed an hour and that varsity would play after. I knew that I probably could have made it down there now, but I had already decided I wasn't going. I took Bugg and Puddles to lunch. We had a good time and I headed home and the girls headed to Puddles house. I then got a message from Peanut that she was only playing a half for JV because she was going to "swing" for varsity.
I got so excited for her and called her dad. I said, I need to go! So I hopped in my car and headed down to Medford. While en route to the game, Bugg sent me a text asking if I saw her goal. I said, WHOSE? She told me Peanut's! I said, I am not there yet! How did you hear about it? Someone at the game posted it on Facebook! I got there moments later. She was warming up with Varsity and the parents were sharing with me how incredible her shot was! I asked if any one got a picture and they told me they each have one in their mind! I was so proud of her, but so bummed that I missed her first game goal. For all these years she has played a defender, so she didn't have the chance to score. Then her first one, I missed it! They varsity game was fun to watch. The girls are very skilled and good at what they do. Peanut got put in during the second half as a forward. She did well and played well with the older girls. They welcomed her in and gave her the opportunity to play. She did get a shot on goal, but didn't make it in. We had time at the mall afterward and just the two of us headed home together. It was pretty fun. I enjoyed seeing her. Still sorry I missed her first goal! But, I am sure there WILL be another. :~)

This is my life....right now

I spend my Tuesdays and Thursdays and some Saturdays hanging out at a gym. I get to watch my beautiful daughter in her final season of volleyball. She is a treasure to watch. I love to see her play. She has grown so much over the last 7 years of playing.

On some Tuesdays and on some Saturdays, I also get to watch this sweet little Peanut throw her entire self into playing this game. She devotes everything she has the entire 90 minutes of play. She has saved some people from scoring goals and has ran faster than I can see her. I will look forward to watching her play the next few years of high school.

Labor Day Weekend Projects Galore....

A few months back, Hubs says to me, "well, you are going to get railings after all."

Apparently the Insurance inspector came by and did a little inspection for Insurance purposes. That is a totally redundant sentence, but nonetheless, he said we needed railings.

So, instead of me just getting them because I asked for them, we get them because the Insurance guy says so. That project was started on Saturday.

Nearly complete

While the deck railing was being built, Peanut got her new bed. Well, it needed some bedding. So a shopping we did go!!

Her sheets are satin and zebra, the comforter is the nice color of blue.

Then, in the middle of that, we headed out for more lumber at Lowe's and there happened to be a really fabulous new refrigerator on sale. I had just said to Hubs that I would like to replace our appliances with black ones, and then here was one!! :~)

On really good sale, and no interest for 18 months :~)

Delivered today.

Ok, so he finished up the deck today as well, here is the finished project.

looking incredibly good, I might add

That was labor day weekend at our house.

Now off to ball practice for the girls. Happy Fall.

My 39th Birthday....

We had a dinner celebration with my family at home. Bugg cooked dinner. Nana and Papa and Shane came to share dinner and cake with us. Fun times.

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Daddy's 70th Birthday

On Saturday the 31st of July, we had a little Open House for Dad. He was having his 70th birthday. You see to me this is a huge milestone, because when he was 43, he underwent open heart surgery. Not that that is anything to sneeze at, but they made a mistake. He woke up a 4 year old little boy! He was not even going to make it to his next birthday. So, to be 70 and in his right mind is a Miracle! I wanted to share the day with Dad and his friends, so I sent out an invite and said to spread the word. A lot of well wishes came from folks who couldn't attend and he was touched. He even told me he was a little overwhelmed by the people who came to celebrate him. He is a good man and I am grateful that he is My Daddy!

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Camping Trip to Lost Creek Resevoir July 2010

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We had such a good time for our family camping trip this year. We haven't had the boat out for a couple of years because it has been so busy with the girls' sports. So we hooked up the boat and the camp trailer and headed south east for a little adventure. An adventure it was. We had to stop mid way because Jeff's truck was overheating. The radiator hose had sprung a hole. So we detoured for a bit and sat on the side of the road until the truck cooled down. When we arrived at the camp, the site wasn't ready yet. So we headed out for the day use area to load the boat.
Busy day on the lake and we had to wait our turn for unloading. When we unloaded, I drove the truck to find a parking space and Bugg and I headed back to the boat dock.
When we made it down to the launch site, Jeff and Peanut were in the boat, feeling a little defeated and quickly told us that the boat wouldn't start. So we loaded it back up and headed to the beach. The girls were so sad, but I encouraged them to keep their spirits up for their dad. He had worked so hard to get the boat ready for our trip, he had even taken it out a couple days before to make sure it was behaving. We found some other things to do, there were bike trails and walking trails and hiking spots, card games. A presentation on rocks by a local Museum gal, Peanut and I were the only ones to go to that. All sorts of stuff for us to do instead. On Sunday morning, Jeff decided to head further east to Crater Lake. The girls were so excited. We had a great time there, Buddie traveled well and was excellent at the park. We stopped at Union Creek on the way home, the pictures do not do justice to the beauty of the waterfalls. We also found a little ice cream parlor in the town of Union Creek that sells their single cones as a foot high cone!
We walked down to the lake and swam and jumped off the rocks and just had some fun times. The next few days we were out on the boat. On Monday morning while the girls were sleeping in, Jeff decided to work on the boat. He got the thing running and proudly proclaimed, "I don't know what was wrong or what I did to fix it, but it is working!" The last full day there we toured the Fish Hatchery just up the road. On Thursday, Jeff and Peanut headed out to fish and Bugg and I took care of packing up camp. We had a little trouble with the awning, it had a glitch, but we worked it all out. So enjoy the pictures, we had a great time making them.

Tisha

Sixteen years ago this summer, I went on an adventure that changed my life. I took my Mom to the animal shelter. What possessed me to go, I have no idea. But, at the end of the two rows of cages was a little tiny black and brown mutt. She had her nose sticking through the chain links and was the quietest one there. I fell in love!!! I drove straight to Safeway and began begging Jeff to let me bring her home. His words to me went something like this, "we don't need a dog".
I continued to turn on the charm, mentioned that she is just what our little one year old needed. We had just bought our first home a few months before and it is the perfect time to bring home a pet. I had trouble on this memory, but, Jeff said he drove out to see her with me and there was no turning back. She came home to us. We asked Bugg to name her. Well, what 18month old child would have much to say, but our little girl named her Tisha! That may have been just what we heard, but that became her name. She tore up our back yard, she was a digger. She dug hole after hole after hole. She went camping with us and boating with us, but she never got in the water. She HATED the water. Jeff used to fill those holes she dug, with water and put her nose in them to try and get her to stop digging. Which I believe led to her extreme distaste for the water. Jeff and his buddy had gone out driving around near Berry Creek, or Ben Irving Reservoir one year and had taken Tisha. He had to work the next day and I had been working the Evening shift at the hospital. So the next morning when I got up, I didn't see Tisha in the back. I called Jeff at work and asked if she was there when he had left for work. Jeff has never been real good at telling stories and he stumbled over some words. Finally, he told me that he and Ken had left her at Ben Irving!!! I said, "what!?" He went on to tell me that when they were done doing whatever it was they had been doing up there, that Tisha didn't come when they called her. So they left! Bugg and I hopped in the car and headed out to Ben Irving and we drove around there yelling for Tisha. We drove and had our windows down calling out her name. Bugg was just little, in the car seat trying to yell her name. We went home sad. When Jeff got home from work, he went searching. I think he would have been in the doghouse himself had he not have. He returned with my dog!! We went camping one summer and we all had swam to the other side of the little "creek" and she was so upset because she couldn't get to us. She yelped and hollered and paced back and forth across the bank and then she finally jumped in the water and swam over to us. This is the one and only time I can remember her getting in the water. A couple of years ago the girls and I were walking through Gaddis park, there was this little family handing out puppies. They were white and speckled, they told us they were Blue Healer/Chihuahua mix! What a combo, I know. The girls fell head over heels and thought for sure that Tisha needed a companion. We snuck one of the puppies in our rig and brought him home. Buddy did become a great companion to Tisha. One summer we found Tisha's leg to be bleeding. We couldn't figure out what was happening to her. Upon further inspection it was evident to Jeff that Tisha had been shot! We found out that one of the neighbors had done it. It was one of the kids of the neighbors, but none the less. Last year was when I ran over her leg. I think I wrote about that. That was horrible. That was the beginning of her slow decline. The last few months Tisha's tail began to sag and her legs were getting a little stiff. I began to worry, knowing how old she is. We always had someone look after her when we were away. Jeff and I would have talks about what to do, he continued to reassure me she was fine. She was getting around good and we were giving her Aleve and Ibuprofen pretty much every day. He promised me that if she were in pain we would know. A little before 3 this morning we heard a cry we had never heard before. Our bedroom is by the garage where the dogs sleep. I reached for Jeff and we both bolted upright. We ran to the garage to see Tisha stuck. She couldn't move her hind legs. She had to go to the bathroom and she couldn't move her feet to get there. When she would try to move she cried. We took her an aleve, we tried to lay back down. That was pointless. We cried and knew this must be the time. Jeff went ahead and got ready for work. I didn't til about 5. I would lay and listen for her to move. She cried a few more times before I needed to leave. I went out and tried to help her up, but it wasn't going to happen. I cried so hard. I went and tried to tell Peanut what was going on, that I needed to leave for work and that Tisha wasn't doing well. I told her through tear stained cheeks, that Daddy would be home soon to take her to the doctor. I headed to work. Later, I found out that Peanut didn't quite comprehend what I was telling her at first. When she did, she took her sleeping bag and pillow and headed out to lay with Tisha. She laid with her til her sister came home. Then their daddy came home and did what he had to do. Thank you Lord, for giving us such a wonderful companion all these years. She was such a part of our family and she will be missed. Jeff painted a stone for her and she is in the back yard. She will never be far from us.