I am happy to report that all Peeler's are well and alive and surviving... and our guests made it to their home destination safely... It was a fantastic visit, although my sister just breezed in and out; we had a delightful time... even got in a very CALM and enjoyable Monopoloy game between the Dad, sister and myself... no blood was shed. That might be a first. Of course, Dad won... but then again, Steph and I could have placed money on that one.
Dad and I spent Friday out in the garage, arranging boxes and getting things put into more logical places now that we've been here a while and have a better sense of our use of items. The weather reached in the 50s, the snow was melting rapidly and the grill was smoking a brisket for dinner. Who could complain?
Dad left on Saturday; I took off to check out downtown sales and stop into B&B to visit C; while Steven worked on today's sermon. I also popped into Stuff-mart for a brief overview of the Christmas leftovers and to check out the Cricut selection... my Christmas present from my sister. It's a scrapbooking tool... way too much fun!
Today, Steven had his first two baptisms of two boys... way too adorable for their own good. It was great to have a large crowd for post-Christmas Sunday, which is usually a light attendance.
We spent the afternoon lounging, getting out in the 40 degree weather for a walk; and trying out Steven's new remote control airplane.
As I've now come to hear that others are reading this blog... maybe I started it for my own journaling... never actually thinking others would care about what goes on in my world... I've realized that it is reaching others...
Christmas was a great week for us, despite the under the weather feelings. Reconnecting with my dad, growing up and showing him that we are managing adulthood fine is actually quite a privelege... I think he's proud to see Steven and I managing our world... and he was delighted to see the new house, and C & G... it had been years since he'd spent time with them.
Of course, every holiday allows me to see new nuances of family structures and family dynamics... I'm continually amazed at how folks interact and react with and to each other... I adore my family and am very grateful at our relative healthiness of it all!
And so, we continue to celebrate the gift of Christ... who comes into our lives without our doing or asking... and manages to love and protect us... despite who we are... It's so much more of WHO'S WE ARE... than WHO WE ARE!!!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Christmas 2008
So, it's 4:00 a.m. on Christmas; and I can already tell you that this Christmas will be one to remember. It all started on Tuesday; Steven's 31st birthday... we went out for Chinese the night before to celebrate the birthday; and came home... like any other date.
I awoke around 3:00 a.m. on the 23rd, not feeling well... made myself get into the upstairs spare bedroom, surrounded by the trash can and the cat... and it went downhill from there. Spent the rest of the day in bed, awaiting the arrival of my father for the holidays.
Spent the night in the spare room, to avoid getting Steven sick.
Christmas Eve, 6:30 p.m., I arrive at church and Steven informs me that he's not feeling too swift... the bug has joined him for Christmas.
Service begins, he ducks out a few times during the hymns... and upon the hymn after the sermon, he does not return. A lay leader takes over, and I duck out to check on him. Find him extremely under the weather... he returns to service, in time to give the dismissal...
He's immediately in bed, before 9:00 p.m. and we're just awaiting to see his condition on Christmas morning, as we are scheduled for a 10:00 a.m. service. Thank goodness it's not a huge crowd that will await him...
Steph should be leaving Cheyenne shortly, to join us... 5 hours is the best timing she can make w/o any stops and clear roads... it's cold, the snow is still on the ground, but it's several days old at this point.
I'm awake because I'm not sure I've completely kicked the flu and I couldn't sleep... thought I'd check in...
We do wish each person and family a very Merry Christmas. God continues to bless our lives and we hope he shines in each of yours.
I awoke around 3:00 a.m. on the 23rd, not feeling well... made myself get into the upstairs spare bedroom, surrounded by the trash can and the cat... and it went downhill from there. Spent the rest of the day in bed, awaiting the arrival of my father for the holidays.
Spent the night in the spare room, to avoid getting Steven sick.
Christmas Eve, 6:30 p.m., I arrive at church and Steven informs me that he's not feeling too swift... the bug has joined him for Christmas.
Service begins, he ducks out a few times during the hymns... and upon the hymn after the sermon, he does not return. A lay leader takes over, and I duck out to check on him. Find him extremely under the weather... he returns to service, in time to give the dismissal...
He's immediately in bed, before 9:00 p.m. and we're just awaiting to see his condition on Christmas morning, as we are scheduled for a 10:00 a.m. service. Thank goodness it's not a huge crowd that will await him...
Steph should be leaving Cheyenne shortly, to join us... 5 hours is the best timing she can make w/o any stops and clear roads... it's cold, the snow is still on the ground, but it's several days old at this point.
I'm awake because I'm not sure I've completely kicked the flu and I couldn't sleep... thought I'd check in...
We do wish each person and family a very Merry Christmas. God continues to bless our lives and we hope he shines in each of yours.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Accepting the Role
I expect this to be the many of many blogs as I go through the timeline of becoming Suzanne Gold-Stein... a character in the play, "Twilight of the Golds"...
I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to be a lead in a play... it's something I've wanted my entire life... and at the same time, it's a struggle as this isn't exactly the 'happy-go-lucky' play that many envision as their first lead role.
Suzanne, a 30-something married Jewish woman is pregnant with her first child. Her husband has discovered that there is a genetic testing you can perform on an unborn child... this one, just so happens to test for the 'gay' gene... whether it really exists or not.
The test shows they have a high chance of having a gay child; and there ensues the familial struggle with the couple, her parents and her gay brother.
The question is, "Do they keep the child, or abort it?" There in lies the emotional struggle of this play... and whether or not I'm sane enough and stable enough to go through this journey with Suzanne.
The play will be performed the last weekend of February, first weekend of March at the Hastings COmmunity Theatre: www.hastingscommunitytheatre.com
Hope you can come and enjoy the show! Stay tuned to the blog for my journey with Suzanne Gold-Stein!
I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to be a lead in a play... it's something I've wanted my entire life... and at the same time, it's a struggle as this isn't exactly the 'happy-go-lucky' play that many envision as their first lead role.
Suzanne, a 30-something married Jewish woman is pregnant with her first child. Her husband has discovered that there is a genetic testing you can perform on an unborn child... this one, just so happens to test for the 'gay' gene... whether it really exists or not.
The test shows they have a high chance of having a gay child; and there ensues the familial struggle with the couple, her parents and her gay brother.
The question is, "Do they keep the child, or abort it?" There in lies the emotional struggle of this play... and whether or not I'm sane enough and stable enough to go through this journey with Suzanne.
The play will be performed the last weekend of February, first weekend of March at the Hastings COmmunity Theatre: www.hastingscommunitytheatre.com
Hope you can come and enjoy the show! Stay tuned to the blog for my journey with Suzanne Gold-Stein!
Friday, December 5, 2008
Courtney's Return to the Stage
Last night, I took a leap of faith and found myself on stage... auditioning. As I wrote out my audition form, I realized that my last time under the lights was in 1995, during the scene of Fool for Love, by Sam Shepherd at TLU.
I remembered the high that I had when I was someone else... the energy that feeds off those forlorn black floors... the hours spent rehearsing with my high school casts in the early 90's... hours of running, warm-ups and memorizing lines.
But this was my first 'adult' audition. The play is "Twilight of the Golds." It's an intense play about the struggle of a young couple (in their 30s) who have tested their unborn child and realized it has a high percent chance of being gay. They chose to abort. There are no heroes.
As I spoke withe director before my reading, he relayed the sense of the play; asked me how I would do with it... and very directly explained the nakedness that Suzanne, the young wife, would feel/be/present to the audience. How would I feel about being this woman? How would this impact my life in the 'real world'? Could I be emotionally strong enough to suffer through an abortion each night on stage?
the side note to it all is that this character has nearly 60 pages of lines/being on stage. My fear of memorization would be my stumbling block more than anything... although last night as I slept, the reading excerpt that I did was so ingrained in my head. I was transfixed by it; and it nearly came to me in full wealth... I relate to this woman. I struggled for years to find Mr. Right; and I know that Steven is the best thing that ever happened to me!
As I read, I really did connect with the audience, it's a very intense one-on-one type environment... speaking directly with the audience... bringing them into the psychy of hte characters...
It was a flattering experience... if for nothing else than to completely love being back on the stage, under the lights and absorbing someone else's trials and tribulations... Whether or not I am chosen to be Suzanne, I am glad I've come out to the Community Theater family and made my presence known... I'll definitely be involved in some shape or form... on or off stage.
I remembered the high that I had when I was someone else... the energy that feeds off those forlorn black floors... the hours spent rehearsing with my high school casts in the early 90's... hours of running, warm-ups and memorizing lines.
But this was my first 'adult' audition. The play is "Twilight of the Golds." It's an intense play about the struggle of a young couple (in their 30s) who have tested their unborn child and realized it has a high percent chance of being gay. They chose to abort. There are no heroes.
As I spoke withe director before my reading, he relayed the sense of the play; asked me how I would do with it... and very directly explained the nakedness that Suzanne, the young wife, would feel/be/present to the audience. How would I feel about being this woman? How would this impact my life in the 'real world'? Could I be emotionally strong enough to suffer through an abortion each night on stage?
the side note to it all is that this character has nearly 60 pages of lines/being on stage. My fear of memorization would be my stumbling block more than anything... although last night as I slept, the reading excerpt that I did was so ingrained in my head. I was transfixed by it; and it nearly came to me in full wealth... I relate to this woman. I struggled for years to find Mr. Right; and I know that Steven is the best thing that ever happened to me!
As I read, I really did connect with the audience, it's a very intense one-on-one type environment... speaking directly with the audience... bringing them into the psychy of hte characters...
It was a flattering experience... if for nothing else than to completely love being back on the stage, under the lights and absorbing someone else's trials and tribulations... Whether or not I am chosen to be Suzanne, I am glad I've come out to the Community Theater family and made my presence known... I'll definitely be involved in some shape or form... on or off stage.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Safe and Sacred Spaces
I'm not sure what I've said or done about the sacred spaces in Hastings. Hastings is a incredible town that plays host to art, very well; in all media... music, visual, spacial, theater, etc.
Two of my favorite places in town are the beading area of Beads and Botanicals; and Imagiknit's large kitchen table... for gathering, knitting and chatting. I've come to enjoy these spaces as places that I can disappear from the world at... places I can learn and soak in the peacefulness of the created space around me... One is quite different from the other; but nonetheless, depending on the mood... the spaces are there for me to take in and without judgement!
Finding that space is half the battle some days, for people! A dear friend and her daughter joined me last weekend for a crafting whirlwind... our goal was simple: share craft ideas for the holidays and spend time catching up and being each other's sounding board for life's little and big issues! And that's what we did... I introduced them to the bead store; and VOILA... T found her space... her stress lowered, her anxieties melted away and her confidence was restored as she labored into her bracelet, with love and delight.
Some people find their sacred space in a building of worship, park, nature's inventions (beach, mountains, dormant volacanos); but others might not have to look as hard... the quiet of their home, the coffee shop downtown or as I have discovered, the small and unique shops of the sidestreets of Hastings, Nebraska.
Wherever the space is, I pray that you have one, are able to use it to it's fullest and see the face of God in whatever takes you there.
Peace to you and rest to you in your space!
Two of my favorite places in town are the beading area of Beads and Botanicals; and Imagiknit's large kitchen table... for gathering, knitting and chatting. I've come to enjoy these spaces as places that I can disappear from the world at... places I can learn and soak in the peacefulness of the created space around me... One is quite different from the other; but nonetheless, depending on the mood... the spaces are there for me to take in and without judgement!
Finding that space is half the battle some days, for people! A dear friend and her daughter joined me last weekend for a crafting whirlwind... our goal was simple: share craft ideas for the holidays and spend time catching up and being each other's sounding board for life's little and big issues! And that's what we did... I introduced them to the bead store; and VOILA... T found her space... her stress lowered, her anxieties melted away and her confidence was restored as she labored into her bracelet, with love and delight.
Some people find their sacred space in a building of worship, park, nature's inventions (beach, mountains, dormant volacanos); but others might not have to look as hard... the quiet of their home, the coffee shop downtown or as I have discovered, the small and unique shops of the sidestreets of Hastings, Nebraska.
Wherever the space is, I pray that you have one, are able to use it to it's fullest and see the face of God in whatever takes you there.
Peace to you and rest to you in your space!
Thanksgiving
So, it's that time of year. Thanksgiving! It really is one of my favorite holidays; although this year, I continually hear folks moan that it's been squished between Halloween and Christmas decorations... which is so true; and I struggle every year to give it space and reverance.
Last night, the community of Hastings joined together for a fourteen congregation Thanksgiving Service. It was a great chance to see the faces of other Christians in town; and to meet the clergy of the city that Steven has had the opportunity to work with for this great service.
Those that played well together last night were, in an ELCA term, the CCM congregations that we have partnered with in ministry. I sat with my aunt and uncle; and they were gracious to introduce me to their colleagues from the past and present... and I did see a few faces that I recognized on my own (small victory) and C and J were there from LCGS!
So... the week of Thanksgiving '08 will look a bit like this: Steven will commit another saint to the Church Triumphant this morning; then we will worship with our LCGS family tonight; and then hit the road for Cheyenne tomorrow to spend T'giving with my sister and one of our mutual dear friends; and a few cousins. We will return on Saturday, allowing Steven plenty of time to work on his Sunday (1st Sunday in Advent) sermon!
In the meantime, while he works today; I shall bake our menu items for the T'giving meal; as well as continue on getting goodies baked for the Christmas season!
A very safe and joyous Thanksgiving to all!
Last night, the community of Hastings joined together for a fourteen congregation Thanksgiving Service. It was a great chance to see the faces of other Christians in town; and to meet the clergy of the city that Steven has had the opportunity to work with for this great service.
Those that played well together last night were, in an ELCA term, the CCM congregations that we have partnered with in ministry. I sat with my aunt and uncle; and they were gracious to introduce me to their colleagues from the past and present... and I did see a few faces that I recognized on my own (small victory) and C and J were there from LCGS!
So... the week of Thanksgiving '08 will look a bit like this: Steven will commit another saint to the Church Triumphant this morning; then we will worship with our LCGS family tonight; and then hit the road for Cheyenne tomorrow to spend T'giving with my sister and one of our mutual dear friends; and a few cousins. We will return on Saturday, allowing Steven plenty of time to work on his Sunday (1st Sunday in Advent) sermon!
In the meantime, while he works today; I shall bake our menu items for the T'giving meal; as well as continue on getting goodies baked for the Christmas season!
A very safe and joyous Thanksgiving to all!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Settling In for Winter
A cool and crisp Fall is upon us... with temperatures ranging from low 30s to the occasional and well-enjoyed mid 50s... and we've enjoyed watching the leaves turn and fall off... and the time change come and lay night upon us earlier and earlier...
Church is settling in as well... Steven comes across more comfortable each Sunday, with his leading, singing and preaching... I'm very proud of him. Names are coming to us more easily, and faces become more familar and welcoming.
We have enjoyed coming into the homes of church members, seeing them in their own environments: work and play.
Courtney is into her new job in full-swing... learning more about the various housing programs and getting engaged with the clients and co-workers.
Thanksgiving will be spent in Cheyenne, with Courtney's sister and college roommate; and joining up with cousins that Steven has not met yet... great times. It'll be a quick visit, but nice to get away and be someone else's guest for once...
Lots of craft time has been occuring... Courtney's knitting skills improve with each scarf she makes and embellishes; and we've both journeyed into beading with the help of C at Beads and Botanicals (see their link on the blog).
Safe holiday travels to all!
Church is settling in as well... Steven comes across more comfortable each Sunday, with his leading, singing and preaching... I'm very proud of him. Names are coming to us more easily, and faces become more familar and welcoming.
We have enjoyed coming into the homes of church members, seeing them in their own environments: work and play.
Courtney is into her new job in full-swing... learning more about the various housing programs and getting engaged with the clients and co-workers.
Thanksgiving will be spent in Cheyenne, with Courtney's sister and college roommate; and joining up with cousins that Steven has not met yet... great times. It'll be a quick visit, but nice to get away and be someone else's guest for once...
Lots of craft time has been occuring... Courtney's knitting skills improve with each scarf she makes and embellishes; and we've both journeyed into beading with the help of C at Beads and Botanicals (see their link on the blog).
Safe holiday travels to all!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Good Friends and Kiddos
This past weekend we have more visitors... my dear friend, Jennifer and Eric and their kiddos, Abigail and Matthew. Jenny and I were in middle school together in Texas back in the day...
I had not seen Jenny and Eric since 1999; thus Steven had not met them... they were pregnant with Abigail around our wedding; and unable to attend.
We had not hosted friends/family with small children; so it was truly an experiment for all. After a nap for all and lunch on Saturday; we took to the Hastings Museum for a few hours, taking in the planetarium, dead animals of all shapes and sizes, kids play area for hands-on learning and dress up and then downstairs to the KOOL-AID part... Eric's favorite part!
Sunday, we had church and a Veterans' Day celebration; and on MOnday, the kiddos and the Women went for a play date and hung out at the house the remainder of the day... the weather was just cold, nasty and freezing!! Eric really was waiting for snow... which never came!
We learned how to feed, change, entertain and discipline young children... it really was delightful!
It helped Steven and I get a better (not full nor perfect) sense of what having kids would really be like... and you know, I'll take just one... dont' necessarily need a whole gaggle of them!
I had not seen Jenny and Eric since 1999; thus Steven had not met them... they were pregnant with Abigail around our wedding; and unable to attend.
We had not hosted friends/family with small children; so it was truly an experiment for all. After a nap for all and lunch on Saturday; we took to the Hastings Museum for a few hours, taking in the planetarium, dead animals of all shapes and sizes, kids play area for hands-on learning and dress up and then downstairs to the KOOL-AID part... Eric's favorite part!
Sunday, we had church and a Veterans' Day celebration; and on MOnday, the kiddos and the Women went for a play date and hung out at the house the remainder of the day... the weather was just cold, nasty and freezing!! Eric really was waiting for snow... which never came!
We learned how to feed, change, entertain and discipline young children... it really was delightful!
It helped Steven and I get a better (not full nor perfect) sense of what having kids would really be like... and you know, I'll take just one... dont' necessarily need a whole gaggle of them!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
3rd Anniversary Presents
I'm just sure that the new trends for anniversary presents says, "3rd anniversary: appliances." And so we took it to heart and today, our 2nd major purchase of our marriage arrived: new washer and dryer! High-Efficiency, top-loading, 4.5 cubit feet of washer space, without the center agitator. And the steam feature on the dryer, to boot. We couldn't be more excited... our new children have arrived; and I just might spend the rest of the week, washing and drying everything I come across... maybe just even the cat!
What a great way to spend your anniversary! We did go out to lunch for Chinese, and the rest of the day is being spent working in our own little worlds, accomplishing tasks from the 'to-do' lists...
Not quite sure some days that we would make it this far... but alas,
Cheers, to the next three years!
What a great way to spend your anniversary! We did go out to lunch for Chinese, and the rest of the day is being spent working in our own little worlds, accomplishing tasks from the 'to-do' lists...
Not quite sure some days that we would make it this far... but alas,
Cheers, to the next three years!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Still in the Effort of Not Saying No
Saturday night, we found ourselves with three other couples, enjoying dinner at a local Chinese Restaurant and then taking in the local Hastings Community Theater's production of "Arsenic and Old Lace."
It's on our continual quest to not say no to any invitation... and it's finding us in the most interesting settings that are partially far off our radar; and partially what we've always wanted in a town/living setting.
This week, I have begun to renovate my aunt and uncle's half-bath on the main floor of their home. Mostly, because I enjoy their company and lots because I just like projects and have plenty of time for these sorts... the Napoleon Bonaparte wallpaper has gone by the wayside; and the original red/white/blue paper is being scrapped off slowly... and in it's place, will be a delightful cream paint and below the chair rail will be a coffee brown. It's all in the effort to not make the existing sink and commode look more pink than they are; and to coordinate with the newer floor tile.
Book Club... another place that I found myself this morning, due to the mantra of not saying "no" to any invitation... I joined Linda for their twice monthly gathering of the Fortnightly Book Club, established 1932. She did inform me that it's not the oldest one in town... nor the only one. What a delightful group of women... who have a vast array of ages, pasts, presents and literary desires... that makes it all the better. Today's review, by Janell was of "North to the Night."
It's on our continual quest to not say no to any invitation... and it's finding us in the most interesting settings that are partially far off our radar; and partially what we've always wanted in a town/living setting.
This week, I have begun to renovate my aunt and uncle's half-bath on the main floor of their home. Mostly, because I enjoy their company and lots because I just like projects and have plenty of time for these sorts... the Napoleon Bonaparte wallpaper has gone by the wayside; and the original red/white/blue paper is being scrapped off slowly... and in it's place, will be a delightful cream paint and below the chair rail will be a coffee brown. It's all in the effort to not make the existing sink and commode look more pink than they are; and to coordinate with the newer floor tile.
Book Club... another place that I found myself this morning, due to the mantra of not saying "no" to any invitation... I joined Linda for their twice monthly gathering of the Fortnightly Book Club, established 1932. She did inform me that it's not the oldest one in town... nor the only one. What a delightful group of women... who have a vast array of ages, pasts, presents and literary desires... that makes it all the better. Today's review, by Janell was of "North to the Night."
Friday, October 24, 2008
Finding Friends
So tonight, we accepted an invitation from a local Presbyterian pastor and his family; to come for dinner and hang out with other 30-somethings... who are also pastors.
So, the crew was John and Meg with Robbie and Ellie; and Paul and Emily, Moses, Phoebe and Oliver. (eliminating last names for the privacy of them... not necessarily myself!)
We had a delightful evening... the only requirement was to not wear "Preacher" clothes... Dinner, conversation and lots of laughs due to either life situational stories (gotta tell about yourself so your new friends will know a bit about you) or the kids who spent the evening playing very well together and then dressing up the parrot puppet with Robbie's clothes.
The best conversation went something like this.
"Momma, I'm four now... can people who are four use a knife?"
"With parent supervision, yes."
"Well, I cut the cake into pieces for me and the other kids.... and I put my hand on the end, not the sharp end, but the other..."
Like we all say, it's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission... right?
Now, that conversation was preceeded by Robbie telling us that they were playing house and he was the baby, so he was coming out for plates, so they could eat dinner... and asking us for suggestions of what to eat... Silly me, threw out this elaborate menu (totally thinking they were planning a pretend meal...) His mother, the much wiser of the group, knew better... and was attempting to steer him away from the leftover cake that he really was planning on serving.
And so... we're making friends... slowly and one dinner date at a time... coincidentally, 4 of the 6 at dinner tonight are 34!!! Nice to find a group of young pastors in the same town... how often this group gets together... one never knows... we don't have the kids yet, to drag to a play date... but again... in time, in time!
So, the crew was John and Meg with Robbie and Ellie; and Paul and Emily, Moses, Phoebe and Oliver. (eliminating last names for the privacy of them... not necessarily myself!)
We had a delightful evening... the only requirement was to not wear "Preacher" clothes... Dinner, conversation and lots of laughs due to either life situational stories (gotta tell about yourself so your new friends will know a bit about you) or the kids who spent the evening playing very well together and then dressing up the parrot puppet with Robbie's clothes.
The best conversation went something like this.
"Momma, I'm four now... can people who are four use a knife?"
"With parent supervision, yes."
"Well, I cut the cake into pieces for me and the other kids.... and I put my hand on the end, not the sharp end, but the other..."
Like we all say, it's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission... right?
Now, that conversation was preceeded by Robbie telling us that they were playing house and he was the baby, so he was coming out for plates, so they could eat dinner... and asking us for suggestions of what to eat... Silly me, threw out this elaborate menu (totally thinking they were planning a pretend meal...) His mother, the much wiser of the group, knew better... and was attempting to steer him away from the leftover cake that he really was planning on serving.
And so... we're making friends... slowly and one dinner date at a time... coincidentally, 4 of the 6 at dinner tonight are 34!!! Nice to find a group of young pastors in the same town... how often this group gets together... one never knows... we don't have the kids yet, to drag to a play date... but again... in time, in time!
Fall/Winter
So... the first threat of snowfall came and went this week... we survived... received a blowing of it; but nothing that deemed worthy of calling all of the relatives in to see it.
Good news this week... have a job offer. Most likely will be taking it.. will report in, once it's official! Unemployment fortunately/unfortunately ended earlier than I imagined...
Had my first Pampered Chef party in Hastings... it went great... met a handful of great gals and utilized the new style of PC show, where you gather around and make the recipe together... allowing folks to try the tools in 'real' time. We made a divine orange/cranberry bread pudding. I must admit that I only had 3 nibbles of it... that catch-22 of having to watch the waist line while watching the wallet line!
Kim was an awesome host... and I found out about several other PC consultants in the near area... which is nice to know of, especially in times of needing catalogs at the last minute, or hunting for discontinued items that they may have in stock!
As it's a Friday, Steven and I are going to run separate errands this morning; and then take in the Hastings Museum this afternoon... the Kool-Aid museum, the Lied Planetarium and the IMAX.
This weekend is the opening for Arsenic and Old Lace at the Hastings Community Theater (hastingscommunitytheater.com); and we'll be there for the Saturday performance. Very excited to see the quality of community theater that is here... stay tuned for my debut on the stage in Hastings... it will come, I assure you!
Good news this week... have a job offer. Most likely will be taking it.. will report in, once it's official! Unemployment fortunately/unfortunately ended earlier than I imagined...
Had my first Pampered Chef party in Hastings... it went great... met a handful of great gals and utilized the new style of PC show, where you gather around and make the recipe together... allowing folks to try the tools in 'real' time. We made a divine orange/cranberry bread pudding. I must admit that I only had 3 nibbles of it... that catch-22 of having to watch the waist line while watching the wallet line!
Kim was an awesome host... and I found out about several other PC consultants in the near area... which is nice to know of, especially in times of needing catalogs at the last minute, or hunting for discontinued items that they may have in stock!
As it's a Friday, Steven and I are going to run separate errands this morning; and then take in the Hastings Museum this afternoon... the Kool-Aid museum, the Lied Planetarium and the IMAX.
This weekend is the opening for Arsenic and Old Lace at the Hastings Community Theater (hastingscommunitytheater.com); and we'll be there for the Saturday performance. Very excited to see the quality of community theater that is here... stay tuned for my debut on the stage in Hastings... it will come, I assure you!
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Learning and Trying New Things
So... I have committed myself to learning how to knit. My potential closest friend in town emailed me about taking a pumpkin class at the local knit shop: Imagiknit... so, I marched down there on Thursday; picked up the basic tools (knitting needles, yarn and "How to Knit") and came home rather satisfied at my adventure... I have committed myself to attending hte shop on Monday nights, when Karla, the owner; holds "How to Knit" classes... So there. I will learn something new. I will meet new people. I will put myself out there.
And then, Steven and I attended The Listening Room on Friday night. Fantastic musician named Leesha Harvey performed. Check her out on youtube.com; or at leeshaharvey.com. She's fairly local and rather good. It was a new experience for us... and we were not disappointed!
And, I'm going to learn how to bead... from Carla at Beads and Botanicals (beadsandbonicals.com); because, as she says, "Sometimes you just gotta bead." And she creative, and has great ideas that will become amazing Christmas presents!
So... we're getting out there... and meeting new people... have met another clergy family... Valpo grads and LCMS, but I think they might play well with others! And today, we recieved and invite from another clergy couple to come over this Friday and get acquainted with others around our same age!
Things are going well... I'm a bit scatter-brained to getting my chores done... need to tackle the bathroom... MUST tackle the bathroom!
New Washer and Dryer arrive in 11 days and counting. Happy 3rd Anniversary to us!
And then, Steven and I attended The Listening Room on Friday night. Fantastic musician named Leesha Harvey performed. Check her out on youtube.com; or at leeshaharvey.com. She's fairly local and rather good. It was a new experience for us... and we were not disappointed!
And, I'm going to learn how to bead... from Carla at Beads and Botanicals (beadsandbonicals.com); because, as she says, "Sometimes you just gotta bead." And she creative, and has great ideas that will become amazing Christmas presents!
So... we're getting out there... and meeting new people... have met another clergy family... Valpo grads and LCMS, but I think they might play well with others! And today, we recieved and invite from another clergy couple to come over this Friday and get acquainted with others around our same age!
Things are going well... I'm a bit scatter-brained to getting my chores done... need to tackle the bathroom... MUST tackle the bathroom!
New Washer and Dryer arrive in 11 days and counting. Happy 3rd Anniversary to us!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Catch Up
Although I'm not sure I can completely play catch-up; as I didn't realize it'd been so long since I last published a post... let me do a quick summary...
We've moved to Hastings. The move went incredibly smooth... no complaints from me, yet!
Day after the move occured, we flew to North Carolina for a week's vacation to see Steven's family. Got back, and reacclimated to our new world.
Mom, step-dad and sister have all gotten through town already... let's just say that we were glad to see them; but after five days of family, we shooed them off and returned to our version of normalcy.
Steven's dove right into work... we've been to church twice, two Ladies Circles for bible studies, numerous other meetings and even taken in the local high school football game...
the cat has adjusted... I'm getting my resume out to the locals and having fun meeting a million people.
I'm totally taking in the yoga that is offered at church twice a week... love the health benefits...
it's been cold and rainy the past week or so, not to mention the wind and the fall weather is quickly turning to rather brisk and chilly... trying to get out into the sunshine and exercise is a priority...
last night we made our 2nd largest purchase in marriage history: the washer and dryer. I'm totally stoked about them... we went with the Kenmore Duet Washer/Dryer. Top loader washer, without the center agitator and thus, 4.5 cubit feet of room... and only uses 18 gallons of water per load (compared to the conventional 40 gallons). And it holds a formerly typical three loads of laundry. The dryer's biggest selling point is the steam feature, which we deemed very necessary after Steven came home in his cleric from a home visit some months ago, and was smoky smelling... eek!
So... they will be delivered on our anniversary... happy anniversary to us!!!
We've moved to Hastings. The move went incredibly smooth... no complaints from me, yet!
Day after the move occured, we flew to North Carolina for a week's vacation to see Steven's family. Got back, and reacclimated to our new world.
Mom, step-dad and sister have all gotten through town already... let's just say that we were glad to see them; but after five days of family, we shooed them off and returned to our version of normalcy.
Steven's dove right into work... we've been to church twice, two Ladies Circles for bible studies, numerous other meetings and even taken in the local high school football game...
the cat has adjusted... I'm getting my resume out to the locals and having fun meeting a million people.
I'm totally taking in the yoga that is offered at church twice a week... love the health benefits...
it's been cold and rainy the past week or so, not to mention the wind and the fall weather is quickly turning to rather brisk and chilly... trying to get out into the sunshine and exercise is a priority...
last night we made our 2nd largest purchase in marriage history: the washer and dryer. I'm totally stoked about them... we went with the Kenmore Duet Washer/Dryer. Top loader washer, without the center agitator and thus, 4.5 cubit feet of room... and only uses 18 gallons of water per load (compared to the conventional 40 gallons). And it holds a formerly typical three loads of laundry. The dryer's biggest selling point is the steam feature, which we deemed very necessary after Steven came home in his cleric from a home visit some months ago, and was smoky smelling... eek!
So... they will be delivered on our anniversary... happy anniversary to us!!!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Reality of Unemployment
Really yesterday was my first day of unemployment, since Monday was Labor Day. And I'm doing the best at maximizing what this allows me to do... sleep in late is the #1 best feature of this predicament!
Never fear, I did go walking with the gals this morning; and I'm doing my best to be motivated to get packing... am cleaning out stuff, finding stuff to pitch/donate/give-away. Which in all reality is my main reason for being home... to prevent us from packing everything that we've had FOREVER!
Last night, I came across the most hysterical box of stuff. Let me preface by saying that I have all of my childhood things... neither parent is still holding onto my most precious jr. high notes from boys; or my homecoming mums, or my letter jacket. I have them all. So, therefore, I am allowed more boxes of never to be unpacked stuff then my spouse. Right? Ok, so last night, I opened up a box and found my cassette tape collection. Yes, collection. Mostly of Amy Grant (when she was a Christian singer); Duran Duran, in the early years, and the Beatles... more entertaininly were taped tapes from B93 radio station in Austin, Texas.
So, I played as if I were on "Clean Sweep" and I only allowed myself about a 1/3 of the collection... things I really would still listen to (as i have a tape player still in my car!). And the rest are headed elsewhere... now, in that box were also a load of 3 1/2 disks for the computer. I flipped through the picture ones on the computer (routing several to my facebook.com page) and will be tossing the rest. I laughed when I realized they only hold 8 pics per disk... and now we have thumbdrives that hold bazillion at a time!
So, today... I continue the cleaning quest... sending more items to the youth garage sale; and more items to Mr. Trashman.
Never fear, I did go walking with the gals this morning; and I'm doing my best to be motivated to get packing... am cleaning out stuff, finding stuff to pitch/donate/give-away. Which in all reality is my main reason for being home... to prevent us from packing everything that we've had FOREVER!
Last night, I came across the most hysterical box of stuff. Let me preface by saying that I have all of my childhood things... neither parent is still holding onto my most precious jr. high notes from boys; or my homecoming mums, or my letter jacket. I have them all. So, therefore, I am allowed more boxes of never to be unpacked stuff then my spouse. Right? Ok, so last night, I opened up a box and found my cassette tape collection. Yes, collection. Mostly of Amy Grant (when she was a Christian singer); Duran Duran, in the early years, and the Beatles... more entertaininly were taped tapes from B93 radio station in Austin, Texas.
So, I played as if I were on "Clean Sweep" and I only allowed myself about a 1/3 of the collection... things I really would still listen to (as i have a tape player still in my car!). And the rest are headed elsewhere... now, in that box were also a load of 3 1/2 disks for the computer. I flipped through the picture ones on the computer (routing several to my facebook.com page) and will be tossing the rest. I laughed when I realized they only hold 8 pics per disk... and now we have thumbdrives that hold bazillion at a time!
So, today... I continue the cleaning quest... sending more items to the youth garage sale; and more items to Mr. Trashman.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Last Day of Work
Today is Courtney's last day at the office. Mixed emotions. Most likely stemming from the fact that the actual move is weeks away; and it still seems rather surreal! And the fact that a job is not lined up in the new city... although most days, I'm releived as I really will appreciate having a few weeks or so to settle in, wander around the locate the important things: bank, post office, courthouse, city offices, coffee shop, grocery stores...
Last night, a dear family friend of mine came over for dinner... happened to be in town making church visits and stumbled upon my office. Absolute surprise and absolute blessing to catch up and show him our village... Tonight is dinner with our cohorts in ministry in Stanton County, the Stewart's. They have two fabulous girls, whom we have had the joy and delight of being around in those milestones of early elementary and getting to babysit when the parents need/want some time away! Definitely one family we're going to miss and wish to see in the future!
Other than that... it's a quiet Labor Day weekend at our house... amidst the boxes!
Last night, a dear family friend of mine came over for dinner... happened to be in town making church visits and stumbled upon my office. Absolute surprise and absolute blessing to catch up and show him our village... Tonight is dinner with our cohorts in ministry in Stanton County, the Stewart's. They have two fabulous girls, whom we have had the joy and delight of being around in those milestones of early elementary and getting to babysit when the parents need/want some time away! Definitely one family we're going to miss and wish to see in the future!
Other than that... it's a quiet Labor Day weekend at our house... amidst the boxes!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Moving... Maybe Not so Bad
Ok, so I must preface this that my best friend and her family have just arrived in The Netherlands for at least two years. That required packing up a house, and a 5-year old and moving items into storage, a 10 x 10 crate to arrive (SOMETIME), and deciding what to do with everything else... sell the cars, etc.
So... that makes a move to a city only 2 1/2 hours away, NOT SO BAD! We can purge if we want, or don't want. We can pack at our leisure (relatively, until the packers arrive to clean up our chaos); and we can take everything with us, if we please... and not worry about converting to European outlets. Now, I suppose that moving overseas might delight the heck out of Steven, for the fact of trimming the fat on what we have... but I do trim with every move!
So far, I've sent a car load to Goodwill; and ton o'clothes to the Youth Garage Sale stash... and don't think I'm done... I know there's much more just waiting to be hauled off... one man's trash is another man's treasure!
The moving company guy arrived today. Process should go rather smoothly and painless. We have an easy pack: two appliances, no boats or other toys of the such; no children and the extreme amount of stuff they bring; no outdoor furniture... good news is that the packer ADVISED Steven to pack his books! (I'm not even going there on that subject... I'm staying out of his office and letting him tackle that project.)
The countdown begins... our calendars fill up... and the anxiety and excitement increase.
I finish at my office this week, allowing plenty of time to get cracking on the house!
So... that makes a move to a city only 2 1/2 hours away, NOT SO BAD! We can purge if we want, or don't want. We can pack at our leisure (relatively, until the packers arrive to clean up our chaos); and we can take everything with us, if we please... and not worry about converting to European outlets. Now, I suppose that moving overseas might delight the heck out of Steven, for the fact of trimming the fat on what we have... but I do trim with every move!
So far, I've sent a car load to Goodwill; and ton o'clothes to the Youth Garage Sale stash... and don't think I'm done... I know there's much more just waiting to be hauled off... one man's trash is another man's treasure!
The moving company guy arrived today. Process should go rather smoothly and painless. We have an easy pack: two appliances, no boats or other toys of the such; no children and the extreme amount of stuff they bring; no outdoor furniture... good news is that the packer ADVISED Steven to pack his books! (I'm not even going there on that subject... I'm staying out of his office and letting him tackle that project.)
The countdown begins... our calendars fill up... and the anxiety and excitement increase.
I finish at my office this week, allowing plenty of time to get cracking on the house!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Moving to Hastings, Nebraska
So, on top of the deployment/non-deployment of my sister; the other exciting/big/suprising news of our lives is the decision to move to Hastings, Nebraska. Steven has accepted a call to serve as pastor at Lutheran Church of the Good Shepherd, Hastings. www.lcgs-hastings.com
We have spent the better part of the year in conversation, prayer and relationship with them, in order to best determine what their needs are for a new leader; and our needs for the next congregation for Steven to serve.
We hope, with the help and guidance of God and the Holy Spirit, that LCGS is the place for us to be. The most difficult part was last week, as Steven prepared an eloquent letter to our current members, telling them of his decision and the work of the Holy Spirit which is guiding him in a new direction. I'm incredibly proud to say that he is my husband... it's been a delight to walk with him through this journey!
So, we will depart from Stanton County on September 22, after saying our adieus and bidding our friends and family farewell... The journey never ceases to amaze us... and although we're given a few of the directions to how it will lead us... trust and guidance is about all we can go on... there is not GPS created for the life of ministry in the church.
We have spent the better part of the year in conversation, prayer and relationship with them, in order to best determine what their needs are for a new leader; and our needs for the next congregation for Steven to serve.
We hope, with the help and guidance of God and the Holy Spirit, that LCGS is the place for us to be. The most difficult part was last week, as Steven prepared an eloquent letter to our current members, telling them of his decision and the work of the Holy Spirit which is guiding him in a new direction. I'm incredibly proud to say that he is my husband... it's been a delight to walk with him through this journey!
So, we will depart from Stanton County on September 22, after saying our adieus and bidding our friends and family farewell... The journey never ceases to amaze us... and although we're given a few of the directions to how it will lead us... trust and guidance is about all we can go on... there is not GPS created for the life of ministry in the church.
Shout Out to United Airlines
So, the quick summary is that my sister is no longer deploying to Iraq. Just 2 weeks shy of the deployment, the military had a change of plans...
Here's what we had already decided... we'd all fly into Philadelphia, I'd shoot up to NYC to see old roommates and then meet the family back at the airport when they all got in. As a family, we'd go to Cape May, New Jersey for a few days of R&R before Steph's depature. Hotels, flights, cars, everything was booked/reserved/paid for.
Sunday night, Steph calls to let us know we're not coming to see her; she's heading back to Warren AFB, Cheyenne, Wyoming. Ok.
I was booked on United Airlines. I called in last night to the reservations desk, asked to speak with a manager, and was politely given to Simon. I explained the deployment situation, asked if there is consideration for military order changes in their cancellation policy; politely asked if fees could be waived given the circumstance. He quickly said, "No Problem, Mrs. Peeler. Please use your original reservation number in the future. There will be no fees accessed, no penalty or rebooking fee. Your original flight cost will be put toward your future flight. Should the next flight have a different price, the difference will either be refunded to you; or you would need to pay the difference. You may have to show correspondance for this flight change; but it shouldn't be a problem."
HOLY COW... is this the same airline industry that daily is getting jabbed at/ridiculed/degraded and seems to have the worse press coverage in the history of consumerism? I quickly called my folks to see how they came out with their respective airlines (in which I will not mention by name, as their experience was not quite as quick, expedient, clean and helpful...) If nothing else ever matters again, and when fares are comparable, I will choose United Airlines. If nothing else, but for their respect of our service men and women who have chosen a career in which to save and protect us, and the airline system (HELLO!!!!).
Here's what we had already decided... we'd all fly into Philadelphia, I'd shoot up to NYC to see old roommates and then meet the family back at the airport when they all got in. As a family, we'd go to Cape May, New Jersey for a few days of R&R before Steph's depature. Hotels, flights, cars, everything was booked/reserved/paid for.
Sunday night, Steph calls to let us know we're not coming to see her; she's heading back to Warren AFB, Cheyenne, Wyoming. Ok.
I was booked on United Airlines. I called in last night to the reservations desk, asked to speak with a manager, and was politely given to Simon. I explained the deployment situation, asked if there is consideration for military order changes in their cancellation policy; politely asked if fees could be waived given the circumstance. He quickly said, "No Problem, Mrs. Peeler. Please use your original reservation number in the future. There will be no fees accessed, no penalty or rebooking fee. Your original flight cost will be put toward your future flight. Should the next flight have a different price, the difference will either be refunded to you; or you would need to pay the difference. You may have to show correspondance for this flight change; but it shouldn't be a problem."
HOLY COW... is this the same airline industry that daily is getting jabbed at/ridiculed/degraded and seems to have the worse press coverage in the history of consumerism? I quickly called my folks to see how they came out with their respective airlines (in which I will not mention by name, as their experience was not quite as quick, expedient, clean and helpful...) If nothing else ever matters again, and when fares are comparable, I will choose United Airlines. If nothing else, but for their respect of our service men and women who have chosen a career in which to save and protect us, and the airline system (HELLO!!!!).
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tornados and Other Scary Weather
Last night... the night that we had tornados all over the Eastern part of Nebraska... and Western Iowa... according to our weather guy, Jim Flowers; he hasn't seen anything quite so active or deadly since 1988... and only then was it one large one in Gretna, killing 2 people.
As we watched, there were sightings and touch-downs of funnels in the Lincoln area through to Omaha metro and onto Iowa... the worst one, which killed 4 Boy Scouts at the Little Sioux Boy Scout Camp.
We have campers in Ashland again this week... and funnels were going through there again as well... Summer camp and tornados shouldn't go hand-in-hand.
We live in tornado alley. We know that... and it's what we take with the good...
Our prayers to Iowa... for the recession of their rivers and the healing to the families of the Scouts.
As we watched, there were sightings and touch-downs of funnels in the Lincoln area through to Omaha metro and onto Iowa... the worst one, which killed 4 Boy Scouts at the Little Sioux Boy Scout Camp.
We have campers in Ashland again this week... and funnels were going through there again as well... Summer camp and tornados shouldn't go hand-in-hand.
We live in tornado alley. We know that... and it's what we take with the good...
Our prayers to Iowa... for the recession of their rivers and the healing to the families of the Scouts.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Summer in Nebraska
I think summer has officially arrived... actually, maybe not quite yet... but the rain has come and gone; and returned again and again and again. I'm grateful we're not flooded, quite like my dear friends in Iowa; but the ground is beyond saturated, the fields are still holding water with no where to go... crops will be affected... no doubt about it.
But there is the flip-side... my family in Texas desparately needs rain. An equilibrium of sorts would be helpful... not likely, but it's always a nice idea! :)
The new pool is lovely to go to in the evenings, and the weather is just fabulous... we've had fantastic temperatures... very helpful considering our air conditioner is not up and working... needing a new motor. We pray they find one before the 'heat wave' arrives!
Weekend festivals are starting... that's always the signal that summer really has arrived...
But there is the flip-side... my family in Texas desparately needs rain. An equilibrium of sorts would be helpful... not likely, but it's always a nice idea! :)
The new pool is lovely to go to in the evenings, and the weather is just fabulous... we've had fantastic temperatures... very helpful considering our air conditioner is not up and working... needing a new motor. We pray they find one before the 'heat wave' arrives!
Weekend festivals are starting... that's always the signal that summer really has arrived...
Grandmother Update
Grandmother has returned to the hospital, after suffering a mild stroke last week. She is weak and the family plan is to take her to supervised care after she is released from the hospital.
Unfortunately, grandpa doesn't suspect that she will make it through the summer. Heart-wrenching, but none the less... reality of a 96-year-old.
Unfortunately, grandpa doesn't suspect that she will make it through the summer. Heart-wrenching, but none the less... reality of a 96-year-old.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Grandmother Update
I didn't realize that my last blog had been my grandmother's hospitalization.
I am happy to report that she did come home about a week later. They put a pace maker in her... yes, doctors rationalized a pacemaker for a 96 year old woman!
She's doing well... stubborn as ever and refuses to move out of her own home.
Uncles and aunts are rearranging schedules to figure out how to be at their house more, to help my grandfather take care of her.
So... it'll be a bit longer before I see my extended family...
Maybe by the time she does become grave, Steven adn I would have some exciting news to share... but until then...
I am happy to report that she did come home about a week later. They put a pace maker in her... yes, doctors rationalized a pacemaker for a 96 year old woman!
She's doing well... stubborn as ever and refuses to move out of her own home.
Uncles and aunts are rearranging schedules to figure out how to be at their house more, to help my grandfather take care of her.
So... it'll be a bit longer before I see my extended family...
Maybe by the time she does become grave, Steven adn I would have some exciting news to share... but until then...
Crazy Month of May
It's been a while since I've blogged... and the month of May seemed to have never ended with parties, Confirmations, Graduations and rain.
We confirmed 2 young ladies at St. Peter's; and 4 young ladies at St. Luke's, graduated off a few from Stanton High School and retired a teacher as well.
Somewhere in there, we also managed to get a quick trip to Hastings, to see my great-aunt and uncle... I've only seen them once in the last 3 years. Aunt Georgie is my mother's maternal aunt... my grandmother died in '93, so it's been interesting to see my aunt age... and see the family resemblances!!! My gosh!!!
Hastings is a fabulous and quaint midwestern city... population is 25,000 approximately. It has an adorable and thriving downtown with personality and specialty shops; and the Blue Moon coffee shop... a must for any idea of survival! But at the same time, Hastings is growing and boasts the chain stores of a super Wal-Mart, huge Menard's, and the chain stores that typically follow suit. It's located along the Platte River... mostly known for the migratory patterns of the cranes in late winter/early spring. One of these days, I'll see them... hundreds of thousands of cranes holding time along this shallow and wide river; waiting for the warmth to come to Canada, to go home. Fascinating!
Memorial Day weekend, we had the opportunity to attend the Memorial service at the cemetary... a first for me... and it was a bit windy and chilly; compared with the day before... of 80s. But it made an impact on me... as I considered the fact that my sister would be one of those soldiers in Iraq, so very soon.
After the ceremony, we took part in the ribbon cutting of the new Pilger Swimming Pool... a $750,000 undertaking... I commend the village for taking this on... not an easy one; but one that is a key piece in the chance of a future of the village.
And we'll finish the month out in Grand Island at our annual Nebraska Synod Assembly. What a priviledge that I get to spend my 34th birthday at a conference... surrounded by 1,000 of my closest friends... :)
Steven heads to camp on Sunday, to kick off the summer, with 10 young ladies... confirmands from both churches. Camp isn't his best gift or strength; but it's really one of those, 'once he's there, it's enjoyable.' and when all else fails, he finds himself in Lincoln at Barnes and Noble for a bit of introvert time.
We confirmed 2 young ladies at St. Peter's; and 4 young ladies at St. Luke's, graduated off a few from Stanton High School and retired a teacher as well.
Somewhere in there, we also managed to get a quick trip to Hastings, to see my great-aunt and uncle... I've only seen them once in the last 3 years. Aunt Georgie is my mother's maternal aunt... my grandmother died in '93, so it's been interesting to see my aunt age... and see the family resemblances!!! My gosh!!!
Hastings is a fabulous and quaint midwestern city... population is 25,000 approximately. It has an adorable and thriving downtown with personality and specialty shops; and the Blue Moon coffee shop... a must for any idea of survival! But at the same time, Hastings is growing and boasts the chain stores of a super Wal-Mart, huge Menard's, and the chain stores that typically follow suit. It's located along the Platte River... mostly known for the migratory patterns of the cranes in late winter/early spring. One of these days, I'll see them... hundreds of thousands of cranes holding time along this shallow and wide river; waiting for the warmth to come to Canada, to go home. Fascinating!
Memorial Day weekend, we had the opportunity to attend the Memorial service at the cemetary... a first for me... and it was a bit windy and chilly; compared with the day before... of 80s. But it made an impact on me... as I considered the fact that my sister would be one of those soldiers in Iraq, so very soon.
After the ceremony, we took part in the ribbon cutting of the new Pilger Swimming Pool... a $750,000 undertaking... I commend the village for taking this on... not an easy one; but one that is a key piece in the chance of a future of the village.
And we'll finish the month out in Grand Island at our annual Nebraska Synod Assembly. What a priviledge that I get to spend my 34th birthday at a conference... surrounded by 1,000 of my closest friends... :)
Steven heads to camp on Sunday, to kick off the summer, with 10 young ladies... confirmands from both churches. Camp isn't his best gift or strength; but it's really one of those, 'once he's there, it's enjoyable.' and when all else fails, he finds himself in Lincoln at Barnes and Noble for a bit of introvert time.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Honoring Gertrude
Last night, my father called to let me know that my paternal grandmother, Gertrude; had been hospitalized and the outcome was unknown... tenuous, no doubt.
Gertrude is 96 years old... born in '12; married in '36; 6 children (one died in '73), 9 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren (just 2 grandkids have come through!). She is a retired school teacher who taught English... devout Roman Catholic and awesome fudge maker, in her prime.
She's outlived several Pope's... her dying wish was to have met Pope J.P. II. She did that; and outlived him... not sure if Benedict XIV is on her list of 'to meets'... she'll meet him, someday!
So... the waiting game continues... Grandpa, I know, will stay by her side... and all of the kids are making their journey to their mother, coming in from Ohio, Illinois, Texas and Louisiana.
My dad's folks are my remaining grandparents... I grieve that they may not meet my kids... that's one wish I had wanted... but then again, I've not sped up the process and they've held on until their 90s... someone is going to have to make a move!
More to come on Gertrude's life...
Gertrude is 96 years old... born in '12; married in '36; 6 children (one died in '73), 9 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren (just 2 grandkids have come through!). She is a retired school teacher who taught English... devout Roman Catholic and awesome fudge maker, in her prime.
She's outlived several Pope's... her dying wish was to have met Pope J.P. II. She did that; and outlived him... not sure if Benedict XIV is on her list of 'to meets'... she'll meet him, someday!
So... the waiting game continues... Grandpa, I know, will stay by her side... and all of the kids are making their journey to their mother, coming in from Ohio, Illinois, Texas and Louisiana.
My dad's folks are my remaining grandparents... I grieve that they may not meet my kids... that's one wish I had wanted... but then again, I've not sped up the process and they've held on until their 90s... someone is going to have to make a move!
More to come on Gertrude's life...
Surviving Easter
It's been a while since I last blogged... Easter has come and gone... and honestly, I remember very little of it. It was cold, and because of that; it didn't seem very Easter-y.
We did venture out during the late afternoon to a friend's house... nice to get out and have someone else cook dinner.
The morning after, Steven flew to Texas for a few days of R & R. My mother and step-father arrived on Wednesday; and I took the rest of the week off to spend time with them. During their stay, it rained, sleeted, snowed and slightly hailed. Nebraska spring weather in a nutshell. It was nuts... and cold, and miserable; so there was lots of card playing to do and just hanging out. Steven returned on Thursday and the all-camp activity on Friday was a trip to Sioux City, Starbucks and Barnes and Noble were the highlights for all.
My step-dad participated in worship that weekend, playing his guitar and wowing the crowds... with country gospel music. There really aren't crowds the sunday after Easter (a very typical low-Sunday attendance); but for those who were there, a treat was had by all.
Dark and early the next morning, everyone left... the parents hit the road for an all-day drive back to Texas; and Steven headed to the airport once more for a trip to Chicago... and the house was silent... and Tucker and I just sat!
And then we prepared for the next wave... Steven returned on Wednesday; and my sister arrived on Thursday, staying till Friday; leaving with us her electronics that she'd prefer to not put in storage during her deployment. We rearranged Steven's office, switched around the living room and sent her on her way back to Cheyenne.
And then we sat, and played video games... pretending we knew what we were doing.
But then the biggest excitement came the next week... our house went wireless for internet! My husband has discovered youtube.com and the myriad of websites out there that work much better on wireless than dial-up... it was nice knowing him while i did! :)
We did venture out during the late afternoon to a friend's house... nice to get out and have someone else cook dinner.
The morning after, Steven flew to Texas for a few days of R & R. My mother and step-father arrived on Wednesday; and I took the rest of the week off to spend time with them. During their stay, it rained, sleeted, snowed and slightly hailed. Nebraska spring weather in a nutshell. It was nuts... and cold, and miserable; so there was lots of card playing to do and just hanging out. Steven returned on Thursday and the all-camp activity on Friday was a trip to Sioux City, Starbucks and Barnes and Noble were the highlights for all.
My step-dad participated in worship that weekend, playing his guitar and wowing the crowds... with country gospel music. There really aren't crowds the sunday after Easter (a very typical low-Sunday attendance); but for those who were there, a treat was had by all.
Dark and early the next morning, everyone left... the parents hit the road for an all-day drive back to Texas; and Steven headed to the airport once more for a trip to Chicago... and the house was silent... and Tucker and I just sat!
And then we prepared for the next wave... Steven returned on Wednesday; and my sister arrived on Thursday, staying till Friday; leaving with us her electronics that she'd prefer to not put in storage during her deployment. We rearranged Steven's office, switched around the living room and sent her on her way back to Cheyenne.
And then we sat, and played video games... pretending we knew what we were doing.
But then the biggest excitement came the next week... our house went wireless for internet! My husband has discovered youtube.com and the myriad of websites out there that work much better on wireless than dial-up... it was nice knowing him while i did! :)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Board Games and Card Games
I grew up in a card playing/board game playing family. I've realized that you either are or are not a game player... it's probably a 50/50 chance of marrying someone who grew up with the same tradition. I distinctly remember Sunday Night Game nights (before Hasbro or Mattel thought to market them); and I remember long running Rummy 500 games with my father in the summertime during college. It's what we did.
Now, I'm not talking "Hungry, Hungry Hippo" or "Candy Land" and "Chutes and Ladders." No chance that we'd have the games of just 'luck' in our house... although I did manage to sneak in "Strawberry Shortcake in Big Apple City" and "Sweet Valley High." From my earliest memory, we were playing: Uno, Jumble, Yahtzee, Monopoly, Othello, Mastermind, Rummikub, Chinese Checkers, Chess, Pente, Waterworks, Connect Four, Perfection, Mille Bornes, Trivial Pursuit and Parchessi, to name a few. Card games were Rummy 500, Gin, Spades, Hearts and progressed into 42 with dominoes. And I'm completely aware that you may not have heard of all of the board games... neither had my husband. Of course, Solitaire in a dozen different ways was always the option too... Idiot's Delight was a time killer favorite... cards were always packed for vacations, road trips, etc.
New games have come into our family: Phase 10, Sudoku, Mexican Train, Chickenfoot, Pitch, Sequence and Apples to Apples. I'm grateful to game companies who can continue to dream up new and inventive ways to play a game. And I'm glad to see they are games that my husband is willing to try, play and win! But here in lies the twist...
Game playing with just 2 people isn't so much fun. Yes, Othello, Chess, Checkers, Mastermind and a few others work perfectly with two people... but Uno, Phase 10, Spades, Hearts, and domino games work much better with 3-4+ people. You need them for friendly competition and a better strategic game...
Which leads me in to my most recent 'laugh till your belly hurts' reflection.
My sister blew into town this past weekend, enroute to her base. We had brought out the card shuffler (for my husband's entertainment) and the Phase 10 25th Anniversary card set for an afternoon of low-key entertainment and friendly competition. We'd gotten through one game and were starting another, when a friend dropped in... with a few hours to kill before his next appointment. We invited him to join in our game... gave him the brief and important rules, and started a new round. Steven and I were thrilled... we hadn't had 2 guests over in ages to play games.
Halfway through the game, it looked a bit like this... Courtney had the lead early on; but had given it up; Steven was quietly progressing through his phases, not paying attention to anyone else's game... Steph was in the lead, in points and phases and Erik was in dead last in all categories... he was sitting in the defense position to Steph... so, he quickly had to decide: Defense or offense. Was this game about keeping Steph from winning or giving himself a boost in the rankings? He choose defense which lead into the most hysterical attempt to sabotage Steph and in the meantime, inadvertently sabotaged his own hand from ANY chance of going out... he was holding all of the yellow cards, and in the meantime, didn't have a chance of getting his 4 of a kind as necessary. In the end of that hand, Steven, Mr. Methodical; went out... and Erik and I got stuck with obscene amounts of points... I hadn't really cared what I was doing... it was much more fun watching the sabotage play out and laughing till the gut just hurt.
Steven and Stephani are 1st borns: "Must Win."
Erik and I are the babies... "Just want someone to play with. Don't care about winning."
Now, I'm not talking "Hungry, Hungry Hippo" or "Candy Land" and "Chutes and Ladders." No chance that we'd have the games of just 'luck' in our house... although I did manage to sneak in "Strawberry Shortcake in Big Apple City" and "Sweet Valley High." From my earliest memory, we were playing: Uno, Jumble, Yahtzee, Monopoly, Othello, Mastermind, Rummikub, Chinese Checkers, Chess, Pente, Waterworks, Connect Four, Perfection, Mille Bornes, Trivial Pursuit and Parchessi, to name a few. Card games were Rummy 500, Gin, Spades, Hearts and progressed into 42 with dominoes. And I'm completely aware that you may not have heard of all of the board games... neither had my husband. Of course, Solitaire in a dozen different ways was always the option too... Idiot's Delight was a time killer favorite... cards were always packed for vacations, road trips, etc.
New games have come into our family: Phase 10, Sudoku, Mexican Train, Chickenfoot, Pitch, Sequence and Apples to Apples. I'm grateful to game companies who can continue to dream up new and inventive ways to play a game. And I'm glad to see they are games that my husband is willing to try, play and win! But here in lies the twist...
Game playing with just 2 people isn't so much fun. Yes, Othello, Chess, Checkers, Mastermind and a few others work perfectly with two people... but Uno, Phase 10, Spades, Hearts, and domino games work much better with 3-4+ people. You need them for friendly competition and a better strategic game...
Which leads me in to my most recent 'laugh till your belly hurts' reflection.
My sister blew into town this past weekend, enroute to her base. We had brought out the card shuffler (for my husband's entertainment) and the Phase 10 25th Anniversary card set for an afternoon of low-key entertainment and friendly competition. We'd gotten through one game and were starting another, when a friend dropped in... with a few hours to kill before his next appointment. We invited him to join in our game... gave him the brief and important rules, and started a new round. Steven and I were thrilled... we hadn't had 2 guests over in ages to play games.
Halfway through the game, it looked a bit like this... Courtney had the lead early on; but had given it up; Steven was quietly progressing through his phases, not paying attention to anyone else's game... Steph was in the lead, in points and phases and Erik was in dead last in all categories... he was sitting in the defense position to Steph... so, he quickly had to decide: Defense or offense. Was this game about keeping Steph from winning or giving himself a boost in the rankings? He choose defense which lead into the most hysterical attempt to sabotage Steph and in the meantime, inadvertently sabotaged his own hand from ANY chance of going out... he was holding all of the yellow cards, and in the meantime, didn't have a chance of getting his 4 of a kind as necessary. In the end of that hand, Steven, Mr. Methodical; went out... and Erik and I got stuck with obscene amounts of points... I hadn't really cared what I was doing... it was much more fun watching the sabotage play out and laughing till the gut just hurt.
Steven and Stephani are 1st borns: "Must Win."
Erik and I are the babies... "Just want someone to play with. Don't care about winning."
Friday, February 8, 2008
The War in Iraq
Let me start out by saying that this in no way is going to turn into a political piece. I have quickly separated 'politics' and 'emotional ties' in regards to the military, the war in Iraq and Afghanistan or anywhere else for that matter that the government is shipping our soldiers off to.
A bit of background... my father is a Vietnam Vet, not by choice. I grew up in a household where those months/years of his life were not discussed. We were not allowed to watch anything about the war on t.v.
Flashforward... my sister does the college thing, the post-college jobs and then decides to sign up for the Air Force at the age of 26. Eleven years later, we're finally having to face the idea that she's going to be going across the pond to Baghdad for a year, in personnel support with the Army. What she's actually going to be doing... well, do any of us really know? Or want to know?
She was given the information this week of where she will be doing her pre-deployment training... in Washington State. So, the mental preparation really begins for our family.
She's stopping in to visit this weekend, and I know the visits really are numbered before her departure. We're the only siblings... and she's not married nor has kids; so we won't have to worry about her dependents... just our nice, close-knit family... who really struggles with the needs of the military; and how she feels called to this job. I'm grateful she does... because it's never been a part of my thought process... I'm quite a junkie on picking out my own clothes each day... I'm forever grateful that she and thousands of other men and women are dedicating their lives to our government and the freedom of us and others throughout the world.
More to come on this subject, I'm sure...
A bit of background... my father is a Vietnam Vet, not by choice. I grew up in a household where those months/years of his life were not discussed. We were not allowed to watch anything about the war on t.v.
Flashforward... my sister does the college thing, the post-college jobs and then decides to sign up for the Air Force at the age of 26. Eleven years later, we're finally having to face the idea that she's going to be going across the pond to Baghdad for a year, in personnel support with the Army. What she's actually going to be doing... well, do any of us really know? Or want to know?
She was given the information this week of where she will be doing her pre-deployment training... in Washington State. So, the mental preparation really begins for our family.
She's stopping in to visit this weekend, and I know the visits really are numbered before her departure. We're the only siblings... and she's not married nor has kids; so we won't have to worry about her dependents... just our nice, close-knit family... who really struggles with the needs of the military; and how she feels called to this job. I'm grateful she does... because it's never been a part of my thought process... I'm quite a junkie on picking out my own clothes each day... I'm forever grateful that she and thousands of other men and women are dedicating their lives to our government and the freedom of us and others throughout the world.
More to come on this subject, I'm sure...
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Eating Out and Eating Healthy in Mid-America
I know... I talk a lot about food. It's become my obsession, as I joined Weight Watchers in 2007; and lost 40 pounds. I've become in fear of it; yet, I still crave it!
So, as you've read... eating out isn't quite as easy as it sounds; and eating healthy is quite the next chore. Most small cafes are equipt with the basic menu: cheeseburgers, fries, gems (tater tots), breaded chicken sandwiches, mexi-burger (Sloppy joes), onion rings and other strange oddities: fried cheese curds, breaded french fries and something local... one is always skeptical.
So, I love it when I do find the stand alone 'house salad.' Usually preparing myself that it's lettuce with a tomato or two on top. Never fear, ask for dressing on the side for your own control.
So, how does one go out to eat with their very high metabolism husband, and stay within the realm of eating well? I think last time that I ate at our local cafe, I ordered the chicken breast sandwich, hold the buns (as they are buttered and toasted); and had a hot veggie side dish. Of course, I had one of my hubby's sour cream fries (which used to be my staple); and I tasted the local water. Not exciting; but supporting the local economy is important!
If you've got tips, or better ideas on how to get around the skinny menu that doesn't keep you skinny, let me know!
So, as you've read... eating out isn't quite as easy as it sounds; and eating healthy is quite the next chore. Most small cafes are equipt with the basic menu: cheeseburgers, fries, gems (tater tots), breaded chicken sandwiches, mexi-burger (Sloppy joes), onion rings and other strange oddities: fried cheese curds, breaded french fries and something local... one is always skeptical.
So, I love it when I do find the stand alone 'house salad.' Usually preparing myself that it's lettuce with a tomato or two on top. Never fear, ask for dressing on the side for your own control.
So, how does one go out to eat with their very high metabolism husband, and stay within the realm of eating well? I think last time that I ate at our local cafe, I ordered the chicken breast sandwich, hold the buns (as they are buttered and toasted); and had a hot veggie side dish. Of course, I had one of my hubby's sour cream fries (which used to be my staple); and I tasted the local water. Not exciting; but supporting the local economy is important!
If you've got tips, or better ideas on how to get around the skinny menu that doesn't keep you skinny, let me know!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Dining Out in a Small Town
So, part of my job is to make arrangements in various communities within Northeast Nebraska, for our office board meetings. Usually 25 people, food is a must, a separate meeting room is a must, and a door to the room is a high priority (not always an option). Other preferred perks are: good food, take credit cards, don't mind 25 separate checks, good service and free use of the meeting room. Pretty basic requests.
Here's the clincher... the median size of a community in Nebraska is 350. I live in a village (for those under 800 in population) of 368. We have one cafe, to dine out at. No separate meeting room. Therefore, they are not on the list of places to eat out at.
But here's the other part... the boss picks the communities with some randomness, and some rhyme and reason; and then gives me the list. I, the very non-native to the area, are then left to discover the list of eatery options. Most times, the list is a list; other times, the list is one. Ok, maybe two.
So, last night we were in Bloomfield. It's getting rather close to the South Dakota border. Lovely city of 1,126 people. You'd think you would have options. We did. Our option was JB's. I think, in the daylight, it also doubles as a gas station/convienent store. But by night, it's the city's only eatery, and it has a NEWLY remodeled meeting room. (They finished the remodeling just in time for our meeting). It was great... tables filled the main store area; and we crowded creatively in the meeting room. We could order from the menu; but they had planned a special Special for us. 2 pieces of Broasted Chicken, a large mountain of mashed potatoes, overflowing with cream gravy; a side of green beans; one very large roll and if we still had room, a large piece of chocolate cake with chocolate frosting; all for $4.95! What a deal! 20 of the 22 visitors dined on this great feast; while a few opted for the menu's burger and fries.
You must keep in mind that we were all most gracious for the warm and cozy environment, as it had dipped to -3 degrees by the time we departed the meeting. We left in the freezing chill of the night; with tummys full and another successful board meeting checked off my 'to do' list.
I'm just waiting for us to get to a community, where an eating establishment isn't an option... maybe my boss already knows where he can't go...
Here's the clincher... the median size of a community in Nebraska is 350. I live in a village (for those under 800 in population) of 368. We have one cafe, to dine out at. No separate meeting room. Therefore, they are not on the list of places to eat out at.
But here's the other part... the boss picks the communities with some randomness, and some rhyme and reason; and then gives me the list. I, the very non-native to the area, are then left to discover the list of eatery options. Most times, the list is a list; other times, the list is one. Ok, maybe two.
So, last night we were in Bloomfield. It's getting rather close to the South Dakota border. Lovely city of 1,126 people. You'd think you would have options. We did. Our option was JB's. I think, in the daylight, it also doubles as a gas station/convienent store. But by night, it's the city's only eatery, and it has a NEWLY remodeled meeting room. (They finished the remodeling just in time for our meeting). It was great... tables filled the main store area; and we crowded creatively in the meeting room. We could order from the menu; but they had planned a special Special for us. 2 pieces of Broasted Chicken, a large mountain of mashed potatoes, overflowing with cream gravy; a side of green beans; one very large roll and if we still had room, a large piece of chocolate cake with chocolate frosting; all for $4.95! What a deal! 20 of the 22 visitors dined on this great feast; while a few opted for the menu's burger and fries.
You must keep in mind that we were all most gracious for the warm and cozy environment, as it had dipped to -3 degrees by the time we departed the meeting. We left in the freezing chill of the night; with tummys full and another successful board meeting checked off my 'to do' list.
I'm just waiting for us to get to a community, where an eating establishment isn't an option... maybe my boss already knows where he can't go...
Friday, January 25, 2008
It's All Relative
This morning, I awoke to an outside temperature of 17 degrees! And so, as I dressed, I honestly debated whether or not it was too warm to wear a 100% wool sweater to work. But rationalized it that I wouldn't have to turn on my space heater, and I could always crack the window if I got too hot... as it would be close to 30 degrees for a high. And did I really need a coat, hat and gloves for my drive to work?
Let me put this in perspective... growing up in Texas, the internal conversation would have been, "Is it cold enough yet for the sweater? It is already down to 40 degrees... and I could always change at lunch if it just gets too warm. I'd really like to wear the sweater at some point this season." Oh, so sad...
So, the highlight is that it will be above freezing for 3 days this weekend... even into the 50s on Monday; and crashing back to the low 30s and into the 20s after that... then again, it is winter in the Midwest.
I've quickly realized that all of the coldness is 99% more tolerable when the sun is out.
2 more months till Spring... but who's counting?
Let me put this in perspective... growing up in Texas, the internal conversation would have been, "Is it cold enough yet for the sweater? It is already down to 40 degrees... and I could always change at lunch if it just gets too warm. I'd really like to wear the sweater at some point this season." Oh, so sad...
So, the highlight is that it will be above freezing for 3 days this weekend... even into the 50s on Monday; and crashing back to the low 30s and into the 20s after that... then again, it is winter in the Midwest.
I've quickly realized that all of the coldness is 99% more tolerable when the sun is out.
2 more months till Spring... but who's counting?
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Southerners Surviving Another Winter
I must report that despite that it's just '-7 degrees on my way to work; it's 'not too bad.' Ok, so we had to shovel ourselves out of our house this morning; scrape the car windows (a morning ritual for 5 months), and dress beyond all recognition... it really isn't so bad.
The wind could have been stronger, the snow could have still been falling; and the car could have opted to not start. All of which are possible variables in a Midwest winter.
The first snowfall of the year was around Thanksgiving, I'm pretty sure we still have some of it on our ground... the rest have just stacked on top... melted a few days here and there; but prevailed.
Maybe it's a contest between snowflakes... who can stick around the longest? It's no secret that with Easter coming at just about the earliest possible date (March 23), we've already resigned ourselves to the fact that there will be snow on the ground while we don our springtime attire, in hopes that the more flowers you wear, the brighter the colors, the less obvious the cold winter blanket will feel... right? Or maybe we should just hold off on the Easter dress this year, and wear our Christmas attire, once more... get more wear and tear for the almighty (but shrinking) US dollar.
So... I'm happy to say. we're alive. We're managing our weather conditions just fine. We've adapted and continue to adapt to the early days, the long nights and the blanket of fresh snow that greets us, almost weekly. We know it only lasts 6 months; and then we're greeted with growth, renewal and green. We can wait patiently... or at least, we can wait!
The wind could have been stronger, the snow could have still been falling; and the car could have opted to not start. All of which are possible variables in a Midwest winter.
The first snowfall of the year was around Thanksgiving, I'm pretty sure we still have some of it on our ground... the rest have just stacked on top... melted a few days here and there; but prevailed.
Maybe it's a contest between snowflakes... who can stick around the longest? It's no secret that with Easter coming at just about the earliest possible date (March 23), we've already resigned ourselves to the fact that there will be snow on the ground while we don our springtime attire, in hopes that the more flowers you wear, the brighter the colors, the less obvious the cold winter blanket will feel... right? Or maybe we should just hold off on the Easter dress this year, and wear our Christmas attire, once more... get more wear and tear for the almighty (but shrinking) US dollar.
So... I'm happy to say. we're alive. We're managing our weather conditions just fine. We've adapted and continue to adapt to the early days, the long nights and the blanket of fresh snow that greets us, almost weekly. We know it only lasts 6 months; and then we're greeted with growth, renewal and green. We can wait patiently... or at least, we can wait!
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