Archive for May, 2009

Left Behind

Saturday, May 30th, 2009

Remember how I told you not to worry about the garden and how you weren’t behind and everthing would get done little by little, 15 minutes here and 15 minutes there?

WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT??!

Just before mid-May, the time you should really start the planting your head off here in Colorado, Dave and I spent the better part of a week in Estes Park.  But I was calm.  I was cool.  I thought all the better – now when I garden I can be sure it isn’t too early.

Then I came home and got butt-kicking sick (sinus infection, cough like a sailor, bronchitus – yuck!).  Eleven days now of I-don’t-feel-good-I-can’t-breathe-nose-blowing-raspy-voiced yuck.

Now – I am behind in the garden.  I know it is my own standard, but if I don’t have absolutely everything done by June 1?  I have failed.  It makes me crazy!

I will not have everything done by June 1.  I am drowning in the swirling pit of my own failure in the garden.  Please feel sorry for me.

Gardeners the world over have left me behind…Jeanie

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NOTE TO SELF:  maybe 15 minutes in the morning and 15 minutes in the evening will help me get it all done before I leave for Kentucky…

pictured:  Gem Gem the Garden girl-just after we harvested a bouquet-full of Red Belle Radishes

Garlic Gone Wild

Saturday, May 30th, 2009

I am losing the battle to tame the garlic chives that insist on not only seeding themselves e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e, but that are growing heartily…very heartily – despite my best attempts to subdue them.

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If I can stay steady before the flowers (and the obvious seed heads from those) bloom, maybe I can win.

God save the queen!

Straw-Bale Gardening

Thursday, May 28th, 2009

Farmer Wrex, the King of the Show-Goats, brought me 7 bales of straw.  Yaaaaaaaaay!

I can’t grow my tomatoes in their usual place because, well, the word is out to all pests that I have great tomatoes there.  This year I have to confuse them.  The problem is I don’t have space to create another garden anywhere – what with trees and bushes and green grass for the dog to poop in (that does seem to be its’ main function, sadly) and grandkids swingsets and slides and the pool.  But I can tuck in a bale of straw here or there and grow something.

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The web is full of info.  Here is some good stuff.  And I found this blog I L-O-V-E about it.

I will basically treat them like I am square-foot-gardening,  just doing it in a smaller area.  So, I’ll do 2 tomato plants per bale, 2 zucchini or squash plants per bale.  I may do 3 or 4 pepper plants in each.  I don’t know.  I had originally just wanted to do tomatoes, but then I found out you can grow anything and everything.  I am so confused!  In a good way, though.

 

I am sure my neighbors have the phone in their hands, ready to report me to the HOA  for having straw in the backyard.  But oh, they’ll change their tune when I share my bounty late summer!  Oh, yes, they will.

pictured: google image

Delish for the Dirt

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

Compost.

Seriously.  Compost.

It’s green, it’s environmentally friendly, it’s guilt relief (when you end up throwing away a drawer full of rotting produce you forgot to use).  It’s rich and warm for the roots.  It breaks up the hard mountainous soil making way for air and nutrients.  It’s the most important soil amendment possible, at least 1000-times better than peat moss. And, unlike peat moss, it is readily renewable-fast!  But the magic word?  The word that makes it all seem to make sense?  Or-ganic.  Organic!

God composts, you know.

God?  Yes.  In a thick, green forest, when leaves and needles fall to the ground and are undisturbed, they decompose and enrich the soil below.  They become their own mulch and then compost and then fertilizer for the trees above (and the roots below).  Ashes to ashes, my friends.

In suburbia, we rake leaves up as soon as they fall (or vacuum them now sometimes, geesh).  Then we go buy chemical fertilizers trying to make things look healthy, lush and green.  We want healthy, lush and green – we just want to control it.  Or, in my case, my homeowner’s association wants to control it.

In my last house, I had no association giving me ‘friendly suggestions’ AND I had a giant backyard.  I had a compost sytem made of pallet wood.  Wondrous!!  I found this example recently. (This one is really nice and the blog post totally worth the read!  Great tips!)

Paying Hundreds of Dollars to Decompose My Scraps

For the past 6 years, I have had to buy it.  Buy it!  Compost-rotting stuff!  So I have been looking into these composters you can buy now and you have to add so much of their product (worms and starter and generating powder, etc.)  it is ridiculous.  What a scam aimed at middle-American, white-collar, home-owner-associated, bourgeois suburbanites. (It takes one to know one)

Homemade Compost: Back to Compost Basics

I am thinking of trying the poor man’s version, but keeping it pure.  You can, you know!  I found this possibility out there on the web: a homemade composter made of an old trash canHmmmm……Imagine, a useful and actually very valuable place for old coffee grounds, crunched egg shells, saw dust, dryer lint, untreated grass clippings,shredded newspaper, straw or hay, prunings, leaves, old plants, banana peels, really any fruit or veggie peelings…and etc…

Don’t know though…may have to wait to start until after Heaven Fest – maybe late August…stay tuned.

May Days

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

Celebrate good times, come on!

Warning: loooooooong post :}  But it’s only the second half of the month-I promise!

Family Dinner on a Monday night~

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For Steph’s birthday we just sorta decided to “take over” this itty-bitty family-owned hole-in-the-wall spot in Brighton: Marisco’s Mazatlan.  Steph simply adores their chicken fajitas so we warned them and we showed up…bunches and bunches of us, using about 89% of their total table space.

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It was THE hottest day of the year so far and their air conditioning, combined with a zillion skillets of steaming fajitas, plates of chimis and enchiladas and mounds of steamy beans and rice couldn’t quite keep up with all of us.

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Then it was back to the house for strawberry shortcake and presents and stories and letters about and to Stephanie.  The predominant theme seemd to be tied to the meaning of her name: a crown or garland, a festooning.  So we celebrated the woman she is and we festooned her with praises  (Yes, we had just had strawberry shortcake for Tara’s birthday, but once is never enough!)

Celebrating Stephanie was such an honor.  She really is, without at all being a soccer-mom-typical-suburbia-type-woman, a virtuous woman/wife/mommy in the Proverbs 31 sense.  She is anything but cliche, but she is a woman to be praised.  I love and admire her with all my heart.  She is the family festooning!  Good times.

Zoo Day and Farewell to Kindergarten~

Gavin and his whole class got to ride the big yellow school bus to the zoo for an end-of-the-school-year celebration.  Riding a big yellow bus was one of the main reasons Gavin wanted to go to school in the first place.  Imagine his surprise at the bait-and-switch when we loaded him up with school supplies and then – he had to ride in the car.  Bummer.

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But for his patience, he was rewarded when they went to the Denver Zoo.  He was assigned a group with his 3 best friends and their mommies chaperoned.  The mommies beamed, I hear, when told they had the “rowdy bunch.”  I am so glad they can appreciate youthful joy and delight – even if it does get a little loud and crazy, at times.  Steph said the boys shared their lunches and watched out for each other, holding hands when the crowd was thick.

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Who knew you could have such true friends in Kindergarten??  Gavin will be attending a school closer to his house than mine next year, but I hope he will always remember the great friends and the running and jumping playtime they have enjoyed together.  Good times.

Estes Park for writers

Dave and I got to go spend some time in Estes Park where Christian writers annually gather for inspiration and opportunity.  I just go for the scenery and the food.  Even though we’re only an hour from home, being in the mountains is an important hour! 

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It is refreshing and simple and lovely.  I get to meet all sorts of interesting people and be with Dave, besides all that (he is pictured here with critters and with Robert Liparulo).  Lots of walking (all uphill), holding hands and talking dreams like you can only do when you’re “away.”  Good times.

Hang-out Time with Hunter

This is an amazing kid.  When his mommy and daddy travel for ministry, they try to take him along.  He is a globetrottter!  But sometimes he has to stay – like the days DP and Tara went in to Mexico to do ministry this month.  And I cherish the moments I get to be with him.  Hunter told Stormie “I love school with Nonna because it’s all about letters and grass.  And I love those things.”  These are good times.

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Memorial Day and a red-headed boy and a red-headed girl on another Monday~

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Gemma turned 2 on May 23rd.  Gavin will be 6 on June 2.  With traveling schedules and all that summer brings, we decided to celebrate them on Memorial Day Monday, early in the day.

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I wanted to do a 7-tier Fancy-Nancy cake full of boas and streamers and bejeweled to the hilt for Gemma, but her mommy said, “Let’s go simple…maybe do a ‘Gemma-face’.”  So for her I just did an oreo-cookie, strawberry and real whipped cream ice cream cake.  I tried to replicate Gemma’s very zealous full-face-and-eyes-all-squinchy smile, as that is the one she flashes at any hint of fun.  I don’t think her exuberance can actually be captured in ice cream, but there it was, nonetheless.  My attempt.

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Gavin has asked for a Batman cake pretty much once a week ever since his Transformer party last year.  I think he may have been thinking that I’d do some full-fledged, standing-upright-cape-blowing-in-the-breeze Batman like the Optimus Prime from last year (read more about that scary experience here).  But with 2 cakes on one day, again with the simple.  I just cut a man with bat ears out of a chocolate half sheet and covered it in fondant.  Black fondant.  A great icing for the grandsons.  They relished baring their black teeth and tongue after the eating.  Good times.

Friends and family far and wide

May is one of those months.  Anniversaries and weddings, graduations and school year’s ending.  Everytime I turn around, there seems something to celebrate, to rejoice in, to recount the faithfulness of God and His favor on lives.  So happy dancing-and-joy to all celebrants!  Congratulations and best wishes for you!  Despite the economy and bad news we get bombarded with, these are, indeed,  good times. 

“You crown the year with Your goodness, and Your paths drip with abundance.”  Psalm 65.11 NKJV

God is great, God is good…Jeanie

NOTE TO SELF:  Develop a much, much, much more grateful heart and awareness of the abiding love of God in my life.  My times are His hands…

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Sunday, May 24th, 2009

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Keep the Garden

Sunday, May 24th, 2009

Gen. 2.15  Then the LORD God

took the man

and put him in the garden

of Eden

to tend

and

keep it.

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I did not keep the broccoli well.  I may have forgotten to water it.  Ever.  Half of it is going to flower already – meaning trying to seed itself for posterity.  Must brush up on my keeping skills.

But it is raining this perfectly fine Sunday afternoon.  So, it will have to wait – the keeping, I mean.

Happy Birthday, Gemma May!

Saturday, May 23rd, 2009

Gem Gem is two.  She is veeeeery good at it!

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I have a glimpse of who Gemma is becoming everytime I see a Fancy Nancy book or outfit: naturally curly red hair, sparkly and feathery and delightful!  She ornery and sweet, sneaky and a little lamb.  She holds her own, takes dominion over Sandy-the-dog and tells us, when she wants to be held, “I scared.”  She is the baby of her family in all the glory that place brings.

My favorite of our current conversations:

Me: I love you, Gemma

Gemma: I love you Nonna

Me: I love you more

Gemma: I love you more

Which she will keep up as long as I do.  Very affirming!  She is two and I cannot remember life before Gemma!

Happy Birthday, Gem-Gem-jor-eeee!  Nonna loves you!

pictured: Gemma in April at Stormie’s Twilight party – eating the apple prop; Gemma with her Aunt Tara last week at Mazatlan.  Gemma on Mother’s Day, seated on her/my new black breakfast bar stool.

Happy Birthday, Stephanie

Thursday, May 21st, 2009

Happy 27th Birthday, Stephanie May – as in  May-Day-baskets-of-lilacs-and-tulips-and-dancing-around-with-streamers-in-celebration-and-rejoicing!

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(picture taken by Tredessa at church on Easter Sunday…Guini-almost 4, Gavin almost-6, Gemma-almost 2, parents-still twenty-somethings)

A full 5-weeks early in your arrival, who could have known, as they pronounced a mere 30% chance of survival on you and your severely underdeveloped lungs – that you’d be home in 12 days?  That you’d defy the odds and in answer to our heart’s cries and the mercy of the Lord, you’d breathe in and out until you were whole?

We named you for one of my Biblical heroes (Stephen – a man of wisdom and grace,  full of the Holy Spirit) and because three of our favorite TV actresses back in the day had the name (Stepfanie Kramer aka Detective Sgt. Dee Dee McCall in “Hunter”; Stefanie Powers aka Jennifer Hart on “Hart to Hart”;  Stephanie Zimbalist aka Laura Holt in “Remington Steele”).  I am sure I read in the baby name book at the time that your name meant “crown, or garland, festooning” yet I couldn’t have comprehended then how true that would be about you.  We added “May” in the middle in celebration of the beautiful spring month in which you were born.  You were our tiniest baby with a big, long name. 

Then you grew.  And you were funny and a singer and had a helpful heart.  And you developed a very unique sense of style and you played basketball and now guitar and you worship and you married Tristan and produced these 3 adorable kids.  And you amaze me constantly.  I did not know what an incredible wife and mommy you’d be.  I didn’t know how much I’d learn from you about following Christ and serving my family.  You are the Proverbs 31 woman, Stephanie! In every way – you are!

“Many women have done wonderful things, but you’ve outclassed them all…The woman to be admired and praised is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God.  Give her everything she deserves!  Festoon her life with praises!”  Proverbs 31, The Message

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Twenty-seven wishes for Stephanie on her 27th Birthday~

  1. I wish for you to be rewarded for the wonderful and wife and mommy you are – to receive the fruit of the seeds you have planted into your family’s lives.
  2. I want you to get the needed time to develop your May-Dae biz with Stormie.
  3. May the creativity flow in full force for all you put your hand to as you remain o-so-close to the Creative One.
  4. I wish and pray for the smile of the Lord to be on your life.
  5. I am asking the Lord to make you aware of how He sings and delights and dances over you, crowning you with His goodness.
  6. I pray those 3 children will receive everything you have to place in their hearts as their mommy.
  7. I pray Tristan will always be blessed by you, always ravished by your beauty, both inside and out.  And may the wild romance blossom profusely and continuously.
  8. May the song of the Lord pour from your heart and mouth and please Him.
  9. May the Holy Spirit instruct you in the song of the Lord (1 Chronicles 25.7) and may you become a highly skillful musician for His glory!
  10. I wish for this next year to be full of the joy of the Lord (your strength) and for it to start with the best summer you have ever enjoyed – fun times with the people you love.
  11. I wish for you to discover new abilities and skills as you Exec. Direct a whole “Pod’s” worth of people!  What an impact you are having!
  12. For all the times the Lord has miraculously healed you in both body and mind, I pray that you will lay hands on the sick and that they will recover and that your fervent and effective prayers will produce wonderful results and many healings!
  13. I wish for you to have peace on all sides, to have favor with both God and man.
  14. I wish friendships for you that were long-ago planned by God, to enrich you and bring encouragement.
  15. The new “old” house of your dreams – I am wishing that for you!  And all the antique-and-funky stuff to fill it you could ever desire (including the music studio!!).
  16. Songs – the ones you write…when do we get to hear some?
  17. I want your lilac bushes to bloom profusely!  Because they so remind me of you – all purple and deliciously-scented.  So they should..profusely…bloom!
  18. I wish for you to know your value in our family – that you are a crown to us.
  19. I pray that you will understand what a blessed representation of our love you were to us, that to guard your life and cherish it was a symbol of all that was to come.
  20. I want you to know how much I love you and admire you and how proud I am of you, not only for the woman you have become, for the person you have always been.
  21. I am praying you can receive the praises and festooning we are bestowing upon you on the occasion of the celebration of your birth because you deserve them, you do.
  22. Be courageous.  Don’t be afraid.
  23. Be bold.  Don’t hold things in.
  24. Be you.  That is a gift to us all.
  25. I wish you laughter daily and tears when you need a good cry.
  26. I wish for all your dreams (the ones we know and especially the ones we don’t) to come true.
  27. And I pray you will take your place – the one God had in mind for you before you were even one day old (Psalm 139),  take the place, the ministry, the arena, the position – God has called you to and don’t ever let self-doubt or man’s opinion stop you.  You are the crown.  You are the garland that celebrates and decorates the Head.

I festoon you with my love.  I festoon you with my praises.  Twenty-seven years ago today, I got to touch a miracle – and you remind me of God’s faithfulness everyday of your love-filled life.

Happy Birthday, Stephanie… Mom

NOTE TO SELF:  Am I blessed or what?  This girl is one of the most interesting, multi-faceted and surprising human beings on earth, the spice of my life.

Big Brother

Thursday, May 21st, 2009

It is increasingly aggravating how much of our privacy is just disappearing everyday.  I know I tell “almost” all here, but one thing I DON’T want everyone seeing?  My Driver’s License!  Omygosh!

Thank-goodness my brother, Joe,  just sent me the information on the National Driver’s License website – where they post your actual license – by state, photo and all!  I couldn’t believe it!  But you can request to have it closed to the public, only open to law enforcement.  Just click here and look your name up.

Regain your privacy!