Posts Tagged ‘fall’

It’s October… already?

October 3, 2010

Pumpkin time… also, sadly, Christmas decoration selling time in the stores!!??!!  It always surprises me EVERY year! We have three more months until Jesus’ birthday.  Enjoy the Fall and Thanksgiving already.

On the adoption news front, I found out on Sept. 30th that we did have a referral in the end of July, but the child did not match our family file.  So we are still sitting at the top of the family pile waiting for our little girl to be available for us to go and love on.  It seems a November travel itinerary is still in the works.  Good news.  Wait wait and wait some more.

On the Mama-needs-a-distraction-from-waiting front, I have been reading a book titled Charting the Unknown: Family, Fear, and One Long Boat Ride by Kim Petersen.  Kim and her hockey-playing husband went to university with me and my hockey-playing husband.  Her prose is picture perfect.  Her colorful descriptions and parallel existence in her head are amusing and informative.  It’s a story worth reading because it deals with fear.  We all deal with fear, but we deal with different tactics.  After the death of their baby girl, Kim started dealing with fear head-on. It’s inspiring to read about someone who has been there, dove in deep, and came out alive.

I have read some of the story aloud to my husband, as we have laughed and laughed at the antics of his old teammate, Mike.  He was a jokester in college and obviously still is.  Some things never change.  We also had several flashbacks to university including the Sunday meal of roast beef, mashed potatoes and yorkshire pudding in the cafeteria.  The yummy memory made us both grin and smell the gravy 20 years later.

College life was sweet in so many naive ways.  If we knew then what we know now…. life would have been different.  But that’s the ol’ 20/20 hindsight deal again.  Kim’s book and her and Mike’s list of dreams from college made us take a fresh look at our dreams and goals.  Have we settled?  Have the dreams died?  No and no.  We will live out one of our pre-marital dreams in November when we go get our daughter in Colombia.

Do you have a dream or wish list from years ago?  Do you know where it is?  Have you reviewed it in a while?  Go find it.  It’s not too late.

Fall is Here – Part 4

November 2, 2009

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Pumpkin carving is a Fall tradition that I’m happily not really an active part of anymore.  My participation will come again when Zaza arrives, but for now I’m happy to buy the pumpkins, hand out knives and point to the back yard.  Keeve is an eager beaver when it comes to creativity and pumpkins.  He couldn’t wait to stab the thing.  Last year I remember picking dried pumpkin off of the glass picnic table, so I assigned the grass as said carving area this year.

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Yet another sign of Fall:  socks were actually worn in the morning, but discarded by noon because the weather isn’t cold enough yet to wear them outside for pumpkin carving.  And look!  Some of the grass is still green.  Time to overseed!

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Keeve is heavily wrapped up in Myth Busters, hence the Busted pumpkin.  Whatever.  As long as I don’t have to pick dried pumpkin off patio furniture I’m good with it.  Are those little slimy pieces of pumpkin on that chair???  Please stay tuned for Harvest Festival photos. 

Long live All Saints Day!

Fall is Here – Part 2

October 31, 2009

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Last night I broke out the Fall decorations for the table.  What sings FALL more than a horn of plenty???  I don’t know either.  And who thought of putting the plenty in a horn?  And why a horn?  What type of horn did they plentify?  Makes me wonder, that it does.  So, I don’t really collect Precious Moments, per se.  But I do have a nice little collection for the Fall table with Indians and Pilgrims sharing the bounty, even though they didn’t have a horn for their plenty.  The Mamas on the back of the napkin holder both have tears falling from their eyes…. so thankful.  Been there.  Done that.  I also have the candlesticks, but alas, there were no candles to be found last night at 11:43, so they’re still in the box. 

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One day I would like to add to my Fall table arrangement one of my favorite Precious Moments pieces titled, Brotherly Love, which is pictured on the salt and pepper shakers.  It’s just so cute with the gigantic drumstick.

My husband is of Canadian First Nations Native Indian descent (politically correct enough???) and I’m as pilgrim-white as they come. I’ve had these same decorations appearing on my table for over 15 years now.  Once when the display was displayed my daughter looked at each little piece and noticed each little detail that her little eyes could behold.  (Like mother, like daughter.)  She got a sad look on her chubby little face and told me that she felt sorry for me.  “WHY?” I asked.  “Because you’re the only one in our family who is only half-Thanksgiving.”  Meaning: my husband and kids are all Indian and Pilgrim… I’m just a pilgrim.  So thoughtful.  Next time I’m filling out a questionnaire that inquires of my nationality I’m writing “half-Thanksgiving.” 

 

Fall is Here – Part 1

October 30, 2009

Apple Harvest

Sign of Fall: The apples have been harvested.  Somewhere.  Not at our house, but I did reap the benefits of someone harvesting apples somewhere.  They were on sale at Fry’s for 99 cents a 3 lb. bag.  How can you resist that?  I don’t know either.  I got four bags.  And since I’ve been consumed with reading Amish stories lately I had visions of apple butter, dried apple leather and apple pie and the such.  Jah!  Late last night, I dug through the crock pot cookbook and found plenty of Amish-like apple recipes.   I chose Spicy Chunky Apple Sauce… and it simmered all night long.  I looked forward to waking up just to smell the spicy goodness.  A big glop was added to my morning oatmeal (as well as a spoonful of flax seeds left over from Terry’s waffles) and it was scrumptious.  Made me feel domestic too.

I wish I had the little gizmo I’ve seen on tv that swiftly and effortlessly turns dough and apples into baked little half-moon pies.  Or am I thinking of he PB&J sandwich maker?  Anyway,  some dough is needed or crumble crust for the next step in this apple extravaganza going on here currently.

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One Fall we took the kids up to Sedona and Slide Rock State Park.  Where the park is today used to be an apple orchard complete with a huge old barn were they processed the apples.  I remember the kids being surprised that they could just pick apples from the trees and eat them… bypassing the migrant workers, packers, truck drivers, food handlers, grocers and Mom.  It was comical. 

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Anyway, enjoy the bounty of the gardens and orchards this Fall!