Friday, July 30, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
And then last month, I accidentally (that's my story and I'm sticking to it) missed a pretty major milestone, so I thought I'd make mention of it now. It's kind of hard to believe that it's possible that I can be saying it, though.
What is it? I'll let a picture speak first.
No, this isn't from my wedding day or from my senior prom. This picture was taken 25 years (*choke*) and one month ago, on June 21, 1985 . . . the day I graduated from Glen Ridge High School.
In our small town sandwiched between many other towns in northern New Jersey, we had our own school district and lots of long-standing traditions. One of the graduation traditions was that the girls wore white formals and carried red roses (I didn't have a good picture at my house tonight to show the red roses) and the guys wore tuxes with white dinner jackets and red bow-ties (can you tell our school colors were red and white?). I didn't wear a traditional cap and gown until I graduated from college, but that was fine.
Another GRHS graduation tradition was that the parents planned an all-night series of parties for the graduates, in an attempt to keep everyone safe, while being allowed to celebrate the huge event. It began with a dinner-dance at the country club (where I "gracefully" turned my ankle dancing to a Meatloaf song and ended up hobbling around for the rest of the night and for several days afterward). We then progressed to a house for a themed party (ours had something to do with the beach) and then the night ended with a pool party breakfast at another house. We had tickets to get in to each party and if anyone left a party, they weren't allowed back to that party.
I remember the parties after graduation as being a fun way to be with the whole class, regardless of the different cliques and groups that usually hung out together.
I still find it hard to believe that it has been 25 years since that night, but I guess the calendar doesn't lie. And I'm thankful to have milestones to look back on in my life because they helped to shape who I am today.
Monday, July 19, 2010
The thing is, I don't like the mess of painting, but I really enjoy looking at colors and planning out what I'd like a room to look like. I think that's a big reason why I haven't painted much in the past few years, because I got the rooms in my house the way I like them (colorwise especially) and I didn't see the need to get all the mess out.
Funny thing about doing something you haven't done in a while. It makes you start thinking about it. I'd say that probably before I left my friends' house that night, I had already begun thinking "what if . . ." thoughts about my own bedroom. The one that has been the same color for about twelve years. The one that really hasn't had much change done to it (except for new bedding) since it became my room all to myself (six years ago).
So I asked another friend of mine who is super-knowledgeable about colors and paint to help me start conceptualizing what I might do to my room. She brought me some paint chips and sent me an article to get me started. And she, along with the friend that I painted with, have been so encouraging that I think I'm moving more toward taking the plunge with the paintbrushes.
Oh, and if the whole thinking stage wasn't enough, the other day, my coworker walks by my desk and said, "What's that box of stuff on the chair in my office that has your name on it?" I had no idea what he was talking about, so I went to investigate. Sure enough, there was a clear, plastic box with (of all things) paintbrushes and other paint tools inside. And there was a label on the outside, made with a trusty label-maker, that said, "RYAN" plain as day!
Do you know where it came from? Two years ago, when Daniel went on his first youth mission trip, they had asked for people to bring any painting tools they had. I don't think Daniel even knew they were on the bus, much less used them that week, and I thought they'd gotten left behind when they got home. But no . . . there they were, on the chair. Somehow it had gotten unearthed when someone was moving offices. And just when I was starting to think about painting a room in my house.
So, now I have one less excuse and am getting more excited about the possibility of making a change in my room. I could still decide to pay someone else to do the dirty work for me, but at the end of the day, it's just paint.
Stay tuned for possible updates on this project . . .
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
These aren't the photos of Erica meeting her baby sister for the first time, but this was the day that Erica gave new shoes to Mary Lane. Erica wanted to give her sister a kiss on her head, but couldn't quite reach. I wish I had a picture of Erica grabbing Mary Lane's head and trying to bring her closer! These are going to be fun days ahead with a toddler and a newborn! Stay tuned for more pics!
Friday, July 9, 2010
I actually couldn't remember all of the words past the first two lines, and then started humming another part of the hymn. As I was on the way home, I realized that I was actually putting two hymns together and so I got out a hymnal to try to get it all straight. The other hymn I was remembering is "My Lord is Near Me All the Time" and I think they go together very well:
I've seen it in the lightning,
Heard it in the thunder,
And felt it in the rain;
My Lord is near me all the time,
My Lord is near me all the time.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me:
His faithful foll'wer I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.
I'm not a songwriter or composer, but maybe I should pass along this idea of a medley to one of my friends who does that kind of thing. Regardless of whether anyone else ever puts this together, I am thankful that My Lord is near me and leads me all the time!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created." James 1:17-18
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Last Saturday, Jeanette and I continued our sister tradition of getting pedicures together in the days prior to her giving birth. When we did it in 2008, I think I treated her, but this time she had some "mad money" she wanted to use. Both times we had fun getting pampered while spending time together chatting. And there was laughter involved, which is a pretty normal occurance for us!
These sweet little shoes are going to belong to the new sisters later this week. I had heard of some pricey shoes for girls called "Twinkletoes" and went in search of some knock-offs at Target. Everyone's favorite big-box store came through and even had some similar shoes for newborns. And yes, the little ones came without laces, but I will be adding some ribbons so they don't fall off little sister's feet when she is going home from the hospital! I'm planning to give Erica her shoes on the day she goes to the hospital to meet her little sister and am going to let her bring the little shoes to her sister as a present. Stay tuned for more pics!
Thursday, July 1, 2010
No, not really. The fact is that I've had the best seat in the house (front row center) to watch my baby boy growing into a man. He's not quite "there" yet, but I can see it, and I have to look up when I do.
Since this is the first time I've been away from him on his birthday (he decided to spend his birthday with about 30 or so of his friends in Washington, DC, on the youth mission trip), I thought that gives me license to be a tad bit sentimental. So, let the music to "Through the Years" play in your head and take a look at how fast this has gone by!
July 2, 2000
Turning FIVE! (Party at the bowling alley)
July 2, 2005
TENTH birthday (at LaserQuest w/ a Star Wars cake)
This was on Mother's Day this year, and you can see that he's taller than I am,
even with me in my high heels!
Happy Birthday, Daniel!
We will keep celebrating your milestones with joy!