So That's Your Excuse

I guess it's been several weeks (okay, months) since I've done any kind of regular posting on this blog. I've got a ton of excuses as to why that is, but let's just chalk it up to laziness. At this point I should promise to do better but I'm not going to. Mainly because I don't like to break promises. So instead, let's just have a 'whoa, she posted!' moment and and while you sit in feigned shock, I'll give you an update of what's been going on in my world.

Summer is here. Finally. I know I've been whining about winter since it began last October and for the past three months when we should have had spring it's done nothing but rain and frost. Rain and frost. If I never see another drop of rain I'm okay with that. I don't know how people in Seattle do it and I'm frankly shocked our newspapers(well, internet) aren't filled with stories of crazy, angry people who are driven to be mass murderers because of the constant gloom called rain that hangs over that city. I think that was happening in Bend. We were all becoming an angry, intolerant bunch, but now that summer is here, and there are no clouds in the sky and we've hit temps of 84 degrees, we're all happy, laughing, smelling flowers and in generally good humor once again. Mainly because the area looks like this:



You may know, or not, that several months ago my daughter moved out of town to live with her dad (long story). Anyway, she graduated in June. A few months prior we had actually started talking again via email, phone and Facebook. And it was good. I went to her graduation and it was the first time in seven months I'd seen her. Now I can't really describe the feeling of when she saw me, yelled, 'Mom!' and ran up to give me the biggest hug ever because there just aren't words for it. It was totally awesome and lets just say it was a very happy moment (as you can see from the picture).



She is now living back in Bend, we talk daily and see each other a lot. So it's all good.

The kids are done with school (two days early as a matter of fact because our state is in the worst financial way ever and told us we'd have last minute budget cuts so let's hit education, of course) and Killian's best buds were in town from Arizona for a long weekend. I don't know about you, but the first thing I think of when I see a crappy old mattress in the junk pile out back is figuring out how to ride that thing down the street. Okay, not really, but the boys did (they were even chivalrous enough to let me ride on it) and they had a ton of fun riding this thing down the hill. Without helmets, of course, because we live life on the edge in our house.





Killian's cousins in Virginia are already trying to figure out where to score a mattress and some wheels so they can get in on the fun when Killian arrives. I'm sure it's going to be a big hit with all those young Rednecks. It'll rate right up there with shotgun fishing.

Since I know you will ask, yes, Boz is now much happier with summer being here. He had his first swim of the season yesterday and then got to go to the lake today. It's a rough gig being Boz. Well, not really.

Thank You Veterans

In honor of all the Veterans, past and present, my family and I would like to say Thank You for your dedication to service and for giving more than most of us could ever understand to preserve the freedoms our forefather's set forth for all of us in the United States.

God Bless you.

The Longest Season

It was a long winter and it's been an even longer spring. Winter was mild compared to what my friends and family back east endured. I don't remember much snow fall in my town and it seems we had a lot of 50° days.

Spring is a different story. The picture is of an apple tree next to our driveway, and as of yesterday, that's pretty much what most trees in this area look like. Fairly leafless. That would mainly be due to the freezing temperatures every night and the cold days. Today it inched just above sixty for the first time in weeks but regardless, the storm clouds are hanging overhead, ready to unleash the rain at any given moment. For a person who loves spring and the 70° days, budding trees, flowers pushing through the ground and lying on the grass looking up at the sky, the lack of all these things has made me somewhat anxious. Anxious, because I'm ready for this season to be over.

As I type, the wind is picking up and blowing through the open windows of my office, rustling the papers on my desk. In the reflection of my computer screen, I can see the trees bending and swaying as the storm moves in. When I look out the window, my gaze falls upon the island in the middle of our lawn. Right now, it's still mostly dirt and a few lifeless looking plants and two little rogue flowers that survived winter and have determinedly pushed their way through the ground.

If I may make an observations, it's that there is one thing nature can teach us and that is to weather the storm no matter what the days bring because the season will eventually change. Persistence brings strength and don't be fooled by appearance because sometimes, the strongest appear to be the weakest. Those little flowers look awfully delicate to me, but they have survived frost, snow, hail, pounding rain and little warmth in the past few weeks. That's determination. And determination brings hope.

Remembering Joy

Joy. A small three-letter word that simply means a state of happiness and a source of delight. There are a lot of things that bring me great joy and I have captured many those on film. These aren't just photographs, but a reminder of the many joys in my life.

The mystery of what's behind closed doors.







Old glory waving in the wind.









An old cabin on the river, in the woods.



A rustic chapel where hymns are still sung on Sundays.



The color green.





And blue...





Knowing that the squirrel always wins 'the chase'(and that cracks me up).







Rushing waters.





Little children.



A good campfire that warms my toes.



Street art.



Real whipped cream.



Family...





And friends.



Joy.

A Day In DC

It was a two and a half hour drive to 'DC' from my brother's house that took us down long winding Virginia roads through small towns made up of wooded farmland dotted with old homes. We spotted dozens of turkeys in fields and trees (eight of them were stuffed and mounted on top of a house. Can you say Redneck?), three bald eagles, white tail deer and Baptist churches. Lots of Baptist churches.

On the way home late that evening, Taylor looked over at me and said, "Aunt Annie, that was the most epic trip to DC ever." Indeed it was. It was a day filled with seeing parts of our nation's capitol building that most people don't get to see, meeting and having our picture taken with a Congressman, watching a session in the House of Representatives, chatting with the Secret Service, acting like complete dorks at the Washington monument, having a squirrel chase after us, being humbled by the Gettysburg address at the Lincoln Monument, walking the length of the The Wall and seeing the names of all those who gave their lives in Vietnam and spending a lot of time with one of my friends, who is currently a page at the Capitol building.

Here are a few pictures that highlight our trip to DC.

Having our picture taken on the steps of the Capitol with Congressman Greg Walden (R-OR). >(That is Cassidy, my friend, who is standing next to the Congressman. She gave us an awesome tour of the Capitol through a maze of hallways, stairs, back doors, front doors, more stairs, elevators, offices and the House chamber.)



Yes, life in DC moves this fast. Just try driving there. (As Taylor said, "we were in a timewarp or something.) This picture was taken in the Rotunda at the Capitol building.



THE best tour guide ever of the Capitol Building.



They were just that happy to be in DC...







On a dare from Killian, Taylor runs alongside a jogger at the Washington Monument.
Taylor: Nice day for a jog.
Runner: Yes it is. I'm going 10. You wanna hang with me?
Taylor: Not really. Have a nice run.



The Vietnam Memorial. Otherwise known as The Wall.



Inside the Lincoln Memorial (which is awesome by the way).



I don't know if the squirrels are rabid, crazy or just extremely assertive but first they came at us and then they followed us. And then Taylor made friends with them. It was nuts. (snort!)



So those were a few highlights of DC. Of course the rest of the trip was a blast and we were sad to leave. It is good to be home, though Killian already wishes he were back in Virginia with his cousins and all of his hick friends.

Virginia: Bugs, Baseball, Militia and Other Stuff

I've been spending spring break with Killian on the coast of Virginia, in Gloucester, with my brother and his family and there hasn't been a lot of down time, especially because the amount of kids in the house numbers 13.

We've had a great time so far and this week we'll be heading up to DC to visit one of my high school volleyball players who is in a six-month program and working as a Republican Page at the capital while going to school in the Library of Congress. She told me this is an exciting week to be coming for a visit - with the healthcare vote going on and all.

We're hoping to make it over to Charlottesville to see Monticello, the home of Thomas Jefferson and The University of Virginia, but there is still a lot to do in the next six days so we'll see. Here's a few pictures of the trip so far that I thought you might enjoy.

The Gloucester Militia:

This is the 'posse', a bunch of teenage boys who like to spend all of their free time dressed in camo while running amok in the woods playing airsoft wars. This has taken up much of Killian's time so far.



A visit to Yorktown:

The kids were pretty excited that the weather finally brought sunny skies and warm temperatures, so we headed down to the beach in Yorktown where they were jumping for joy. (We'll have to work on the timing some.)







Don't Mess With Me:

Eli, flexing his muscles. He's the toughest of the bunch.



Making brownies:

This is the best part...licking the beaters.



Baseball:

We're watching lots of baseball.





Bugs:

And, eating bugs. Yes, they really ate those crunchy little worm things on a dare by their neighbor.



Prepping the Garden:

Can you find Taylor in this picture? (Hint: He's wearing camo pj's and rototilling the 'garden'. Look hard.)



Okay, that's it for now. My brother's got waffles cooking and baby needs a diaper change (yes, no lack of excitement on this trip!). And I've got a vacation to get back to.