The making of a snowman

We went up North to visit the “little rascals” last weekend.  We took Kyler with us to visit his cousins.  Although it was quick we did enjoy it….except for the weather….

 

We woke up Saturday morning to this…a bit of snow coming down.

 

 

 

My son got up and immediately started a fire in his stove to warm up the house…this is not good I thought, not good at all….I was thinking, “OH DEAR, looks like we are in for the long haul, the weatherman said it was suppose to be in the 50’s and PARTLY CLOUDY!!!! HELLO???  Notice the “SPRING” sign… wishful thinking….

 

Within 30 minutes even the volunteer fire dept truck was left abandoned, apparently they knew what was coming even if the weatherman didn’t!

 

It didn’t take long for the “little rascals” to bundle up and show Oma what fun it can be….yeah right………I didn’t bring any snow clothes,

I got rid of them when I moved to the desert.

It didn’t take long for little missy in the cute green snow suit to abandon the boys, and for the boys to start a snowball fight, good thing I was in the kitchen looking out the window at them…they have a pretty good arm!

After a little coaching on how to make a snowball and begin the rolling process for a snowman, (I did actually do this when I was little even though I hated snow)

 

The 2 cousins Owen and Kyler began the ball rolling…..

8 inches of snow fell in less than 6 hours

 

 

After several attempts of getting one ball on top of another and it falling apart….

 

 

The MASTER stepped in

 

 

 

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roll…………roll…………………rolllllllllllllllllllllllllllll…

 

Until it is just the right size…………then you

 

 

Pat, pat, pat, pat, pat to make it nice and flat on top and pat, pat, pat the sides to make it nice and stuck together before adding another piece of the body…

 

 

Look for just the right twigs and weeds for the hair and arms….

 

 

Be sure you have it just right…give him some eyes from coal, a carrot for his nose and add a scarf and wha---la---

 

 

THE PERFECT SNOWMAN

Thanks Mikie, daddy and Uncle Mike for making such a fun snow day out of a what could have been a very dull Saturday!

Rosy cheeks warming up by the fire, warm hot chocolate waiting to sip on and a warm hug from OMA made this day a fun day.

 

Sunday always is a special day…don’t they clean up nicely!

 

 

 

 

 

Sweet Princess Lauren Olivia

(SIGH, big SIGH)

 

 

 

 

I JUST LOVE THESE “LITTLE RASCALS”

See you next week for the birthday party!

Love Oma…

Bustin out ALL OVER…

It may not be June yet…but everything is busting out all over here in the desert!

I saw this amazing movie as a child.  It was a night out with my mother, girls night out, I remember her crying and me crying during the movie and I was soooo mesmerized by the dancing.  I knew I was going to grow up and be just like one of those dancers!  I can’t tell you how many times I have seen this movie and…

YES YOU ARE ALL SINGING AREN’T YOU!  Sweet SWEET memories!

 

my cross plum and apricot tree is in full bloom…

 

 

 

my little apple tree is bustin out all over!

 

 

 

 

Huhoney has his tomato plants in the ground, we use every bit of ground we can…

 

 

since this pic , potatoes are in the ground, carrots, beets, here you see zucchini, bell peppers, gosh I am not sure what he has going on here LOL, but it will be filled up!

 

 

my roses in the front are getting so big and just begging the sun to keep shinning!

 

 

The tree in the front courtyard is almost full now, next week it should be completely bloomed, my beautiful flowering plum tree.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We have forgotten what kind of tree we planted here just 4 years ago but it is a wonderful shade tree and it has the oddest branches, just before it comes into bloom before  the leaves, it has such strange looking pods and quirky shaped branches.

But when it does BUST OUT  we have amazing shade…

 

 

 

Mr. Green Jeans, AKA Huhoney is so proud of his little yard and it is so beautiful and GREEN.  The grass is like velvet…Now if it will only stop raining…

 

because I am ready to start BUSTIN OUT ALL OVER!

Forever Rainbows!

Are you always looking for that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?

Do you find when you get closer to the rainbow it just keeps getting farther away?

Well stop looking….it is probably right in your own back yard and has been this whole time!

My header pic was taken a year ago while on our way to see the “Little Rascals”.  Traveling down I-15 highway there is plenty of open space and some beautiful farm country.  I actually got this shot with my cell phone and these pics also with my cell phone.  Wow can you imagine what they would have looked like if I had my new camera!

Hope you are all having a wonderful March….2 of my grandsons were born on St. Patrick’s Day, both are 6 going on 7! 

Although I am not Irish…..I still like being kissed!  I really don’t know why that has always been a saying but hey, I am game…kiss me anyway! LOL

Huhoney has always told our children that he is a Leprechaun and he has from midnight every March 17th until dawn to find his pot of gold.  We never actually see him  because he sprinkles gold sleepy dust on us so we sleep through the night so he can look without being found out.  If he doesn’t find it he stays human….if he finds it he can return to his Leprechaun land and be with others like him.

Needless to say…..he has never found his pot of gold….

And when the grandchildren hear him tell his tale, they really think about it.  They don’t want him to find it either.

Our oldest granddaughter Madi actually got in trouble in school when at the tender age of 5 she announced to the class that her Poppy was a Leprechaun.  The teacher then told her there were no such things.  She was very upset and when she got home she cried and cried to her mother (my daughter) about Poppy not being a real Leprechaun.  My daughter immediately got on the phone and called us.  She told Huhoney to tell Madi the TRUTH.  Tell her he was always just telling a story and that he really wasn’t.  So Huhoney said, “give Madi the phone”.

Guess what he told her…….LOL your right…..he told her that her teacher didn’t know what she was talking about because she NEVER had met a real live Leprechaun.  He was a REAL LIVE LEPRECHAUN and if she wanted to talk to him she could call him and he would straighten it out.

Needless to say, my daughter WAS NOT HAPPY WITH HIM but she did not dispute his claim.

The teacher never called.

To sure the deal, he sent her a gold coin.  A real gold coin.

Now tell me…………….Huhoney really is a Leprechaun right?

Hey I believe him!

Thanks for the memories ?…….

A little strange to be thankful for memories that were a little…I should say bitter sweet.

So I am done, done with the 28 radiation treatments.  Along the way I met new friends.  Some I might see in the grocery store, or while I am having lunch somewhere.  Some who have traveled here to do treatments and I may never come across again.

Each one of them had a story.  I didn’t know everyone’s story.  Somehow I felt it was theirs to share if they choose to.  Some had come before me and many will come after I have left.  Richard has 4 more to go and his wife Joy was there with him every day always smiling, the two them always laughing.  Thank  you for the yummy treat for my graduation Richard and Joy!  I felt very blessed.  I was one of the fortunate patients that was not battling cancer.  I didn’t feel like my story was much in comparison to others.  But none the less…..I was still there fighting my own little battle.

So here is the meme part.  Fatigue, sore throat, hard time swallowing, sensitive taste buds, no taste buds, sores in my mouth, dry mouth, VERY dry mouth, ear ache, sensitive ear, burning skin, some hair loss, but not enough to really complain about…and of course feeling sorry for myself.

I have had great support throughout this whole ordeal.

#1 supporter………HUHONEY, thanks for taking such good care of me, even though I was….well, not always in the best of moods or very helpful around the house.  This was probably harder on you than it was me.

 

 

This is on the door….

 

 

 

 

this is the door…. pretty amazing huh.  Walls are concrete and led lined.

 

 

 

 

 

This is control central, behind this wall is where all the action happens.  From here is where they monitored me, watch me and program RADA, tell her how much radiation and where to point it.

 

 

this is RADA…

 

 

Good bye RADA…

 

I almost look like I am ready to do a little “fencing” LOL  This is me holding “the mask”

 

 

The sweet  “Radiologist’s” who took very good care of me.  Thanks Jenn…for putting up with  my mood swings every day.  We will have lunch…I promise.

 

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Special thanks to all the hospital staff who were always there with smiles to cheer me on….

and of course thanks to all of you who are reading this, for your special prayers in my behalf.

My Certificate of Recognition of Completion of

Radiation Treatment

THE END