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My Daughter Has Left for Italy!

This Thursday May 13, my husband and I drove my daughter to start her adventure.  She is attending school in Italy for the summer through the college she attends.  I found it quite ironic how my husband was giving me such a hard time with all the questions that I was asking Emily. The questions went something like this.  Do you have your plane tickets?  Do you have your passport? Do you think you need to take a coat? I looked on the internet and I thought it seemed like she might need a coat or she would be cold.  Of course, my daughter did the typical thing – rolled her eyes and said “yes, mom.  I have it under control.” I truly wanted to kick my husband when we are watching Emily go through security and he leans over to ask – “Did you remind Emily not get let her carry on bag out of her sight?”  He then proceeds to call our daughter in the security line to remind her of his last words of advice and then give me a hard time because I did not ask that question.

I know that Emily will learn many things on this trip.  I know that she will have some truly awesome experiences.  But, it is amazing how hard it is not to worry.  I really wanted Emily to call me when she made it to Atlanta, then once again when she was in New York.  While I was at work, I placed the phone on my desk so I would not miss any calls or texts.  Much to my chagrin she did not text or call.  I could not help myself and sent off a text when I thought she would still be in Atlanta.  She finally responded just as I was getting ready to leave work. She was in New York.  So I thought I would give her a quick call.  You know, the last call before she left for Pisa.  (We had instructed her that her cell phone was only for emergencies while in Italy because of the cost.  That she needed to communicate though Skype or e-mails. )  She answered the phone but only said that the flight was good and she had to go.  I was happy she was in New York but disappointed that she did not want to talk some more about her flight and experiences.

After some reflection, I have come to following conclusions:

  1. No news is good news.
  2. I am a worry wart.
  3. Emily is an adult even though I treat her like my child – my precious child.
  4. I must trust God to take care of her.

Thanksgiving 2009

This year we had a hard time deciding what to do for Thanksgiving. At one time I was going to cook a turkey that my adult son had purchased. We were going to have a traditional family meal like we have done in past years except that all the extended family was not coming over. Then my son learned that he had to work on Thanksgiving. (He is an EMT) So after much discussion we decided that we would go out to eat for a change. For once I would not be spending all morning cooking. I did make a cheesecake for later in the day. Then for the rest of the day I read a book, knitted and tried to figure out what to do. It was nice but I actually missed the cooking. So two o’clock arrived and we were off to the Cracker Barrell Restaurant. Now my father-in-law warned us that there would probably be a wait. I thought my dear husband was going to create a huge scene when he discovered the wait was over an hour-long. Fortunately, Cracker Barrell has a nice shop that we spent the time in looking around. Finally after waiting over an hour, the waitress seated us at a table. I ordered the standard Thanksgiving meal – turkey, ham, dressing, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, green beans and a piece of pumpkin pie. My husband and daughter ordered something else off the regular menu and they were upset when the waitress told them they were out of coleslaw. Everything was going pretty well. We finished eating and paid our bill. Now, for those who do not know, my husband is a firefighter. As we were leaving the restaurant, he received a fire call about a shed being on fire. So now we are speeding down the road with the emergency lights blazing to get to this house that has a shed on fire. I was for sure that we were going to hit a car. Anyway, my stomach began to feel a little queasy from all that fast driving. Fortunately, the shed fire was very small. (The owners put ashes in a plastic bag and set the bag in the shed.) Nobody was hurt.

In conclusion, my husband decided that next year we would stay home for Thanksgiving and we would cook the traditional Thanksgiving feast. Apparently, having leftover turkey is better than waiting in line for an hour to eat. And I agree.

This evening we are planning on watching the University of Texas and Texas A&M football game. My daughter is cheering for A&M. I am cheering for Texas. Go Longhorns!

Trip to Big Bend

At the McDonald Observatory

At the McDonald Observatory

Just got back home from my eight day trip to Big Ben. My husband and I woke up early on October 1 and headed off to Balmorhea State Park. This park is know for its spring fed pool. The water is a constant 72 – 76 degrees. We arrived early evening – just enough time to take a quick dip in the pool with our snorkels. The great time about going this time of year is that we were practically the only people in the pool area.

The next day (Friday-Oct 2) we decided to drive down to Fort Davis and take a look around. We drove up to the McDonald Observatory to took a look at the new telescope. We then ate a picnic lunch at a spot off the road. We then decided to drive back into town and check out Fort Davis. We spent the afternoon looking around at the buildings and hiking on some trails. The funny story about this trip was going through Wild Rose Pass. As we were driving though the pass, Marc saw what appeared to be roses growing beside the road. Of course, we stopped to take a look. We laughed so hard when we discovered that the “wild roses” were really plastic roses that were woven onto the plants. After all that hiking we were hot and tired and ready for another dip in the pool at Balmorhea.

On Saturday (Oct 3) we pulled our trailer down to Fort Davis and met up with some friends. It was a rainy day but we managed to go to a flea market that is held the first Saturday of the month and to some other small shops. The most fastinating shop was the Broom Making shop. The owner was kind enough to demonstrate how brooms were make in the 1800’s. I was so impressed with his broom that I bought one. It looks exactly like a witches broom. And it is a good broom too. That evening we all went up to the McDonald Observatory for an evening program. The only disappointment was the cloudy weather. We were unable to look through a telescope.

Broom Making Shop in Fort Davis

Broom Making Shop in Fort Davis

Sunday (Oct 4) we head on down to Terlingua. Terlingua is an interesting spot on the road. It is a hot and dusty place. We did meet with the outfitters to pick up the needed “sort of” water proof bags to pack for our trip down the Rio Grande River. After packing our bags we decided to take a short hike in Big Bend. We drove up to the Chiso mountains/basin and hike a trail up the mountains.

Hiking the Chisos Mountains/Basin

Hiking the Chisos Mountains/Basin

Monday (Oct 5) we start our trip down the river – in canoes. Now I thought this was going to be a river rafting trip and all that I was going to have to do was sit in a raft and hang on. No, I was going to have to paddle. Luckily, the food was with our guide. I was real nervous about the whole canoeing ideal. Marc and I have paddled around lakes but never in a river where we would encounter rapids. It was not to far down the river that we turned over our canoe. Not surprising since I do not know much about canoes. After that first dumping experience we were paddling pretty good. We saw all sorts of sights – birds, horses, cattle. But it was not until we got into the canyon that it was most impressive. There was a spot that our guide called the Texas and Mexican gates that was very scary for me. It was a place with these huge boulders that we were going to have to get our canoes and supplies around. After much walking around and looking things over the guide came up with a plan to get us through this spot. I was glad the guide made it though. Marc and I were not so lucky. We ran our canoe into the canyon wall and the next thing I knew we were once again in the river. It was not too much farther that a spot was found for us to camp for the night. Our guide’s name was Bobski. I was impressed at how easy he made canoing look. I was also impressed with his cooking skills along the trail. For supper, we had salad, potatoes, steaks, and brownies for dessert. He also served a Merlot wine with our meal. I really thought for a camping trip that this was five star treatment.

Our River Guide and Gourmet Camp Cook

Our River Guide and Gourmet Camp Cook

On Tuesday (Oct 6) I was a little apprehensive about canoing. I did not want to spend time in the water again. I had a fantastic day. We did experience some rapids but they were the type that Marc and I could handle. The temperature in the canyon was also cool too. It made me feel small to look up and see these massive walls of stone on either side of the river. It was also a very quiet place.

In The Santa Elena

In The Santa Elena

Marc had a hard time with the silence but it was something that I enjoyed. We canoed out of the canoe and then our trip was over. We drove back to our trailer and then spent the evening at the laundry mat washing our smelly, wet clothes.

Wednesday (Oct 7) – We woke up and the air was cool. We decided that we would hike around Big Bend until lunch and then pack up our trailer and travel a few miles to get a head start on our way back home.
We camped at Seminole State Park just outside of Del Rio. This park featured a canyon with Indian Art on the walls. We were not able to see this. They take guided tours for this and they did not have one going on when we arrived. However, we stumbled on a fantastic sight. We hiked a trail called the Windmill trail. We came to a spot in the trail that had a spring. Marc did some investigating and discovered a spot for Monarch butterflies. There must have been about 25-30 butterflies by this spring.

Butterflies

Butterflies

Thursday (Oct 8)-We are home. We clean up our trailer and now it is time to get back to everyday life.

Labor Day

Here are a few facts about Labor day taken from the U.S. Department of Labor website.

1.Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is a creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country.

2. The first Labor Day holiday was celebrated on Tuesday, September 5, 1882, in New York City, in accordance with the plans of the Central Labor Union. The Central Labor Union held its second Labor Day holiday just a year later, on September 5, 1883.

In 1884 the first Monday in September was selected as the holiday, as originally proposed, and the Central Labor Union urged similar organizations in other cities to follow the example of New York and celebrate a “workingmen’s holiday” on that date. The idea spread with the growth of labor organizations, and in 1885 Labor Day was celebrated in many industrial centers of the country.

The morning was spent cleaning out the garage with my husband. The garage is considered his domain so basically I just did what ever he wanted me to do. Then in the afternoon I spent worked cleaning out this really large closet that I call “the dungeon”. To end the day I invited my in-laws and my grown son over for supper. We had a nice evening eating and visiting.

So how did you spend your Labor Day Holiday?

Dreams

I have been thinking about a conversation I had with my college age daughter this evening.  Now I need to provide a little background information.  Apparently during her senior year in high school we must have had a conversation about following your dreams.  I mentioned that when I was a senior in high school that I wanted to be a marine biologist.  Growing up I can remember watching Jacques Costeau and Mutual of Omaha Wild Kingdom.  I wanted to have a job like that – going to exotic places and studying animals.  Of course, my parents did not like that idea very much. So, I followed their advice and picked a sensible career path. I went to college and earned a business degree in accounting.  I then took the test to become a CPA.  Now, I realize that being an accountant is not very exciting.  And during tax season, it can be very stressful.  During my daughter’s senior year in high school,  we had a conversation about following your dreams.   I wondered out loud what my life would have been like if I had gone against all the advice that I was given during my senior year and studied to become a Marine Biologist.  I do not realize how much to heart she took my words. 

Anyway, my daughter shared her dream with me this summer.  She wants to go to Hollywood or New York to be an actress.  My reaction is WHAT????  That is very hard to do. Deep down I am thinking you are going to college to get a sensible career.  I am sure I used other words that may have been hurtful to her.  Well, this summer she gave me a nickname.  Now, this nickname has become something of a joke between us especially when she mentions something that I think is outlandish – such as becoming an actress.  The nickname is DK – short for Dream Killer.  I know most people would be upset with this nickname but I decided to laugh and I told her that I did hope her dreams would come true but I would want them to be more realistic – like becoming a local TV personality, teacher, lawyer, doctor – or maybe have some kind of career where she did not have to be in Hollywood or New York City.  Those places seem so far away.  I have never been to Hollywood but I have been to New York City and I think New York City is nice to visit but I do not want to live there. 

Now for the reason I am writing about this in my blog.  My daughter wanted to know if she could add another class to her college schedule – voice lessons.  She wanted to do this so she could come closer to fulfilling her dream of becoming an actress.  Now in the course of the conversation she brought up that I did not follow my dreams and become a Marine Biologist.  I laughed!!!  I told her that at the time I was in high school.  Yes, I dreamed about becoming a Marine Biologist but that was a pie in the sky dream.  When I was in college, I followed the advice of my family and took classes in accounting.  Even though I say I hate tax season, I do not hate accounting.  I really just hate the pressure in trying to get what seems like millions of returns done by April 15. 

I can clearly remember being in the car with my mother during the last year of college. My mother asked me about what I saw myself doing with my life.  At this point in my life  I was newly engaged to my husband. My dream changed.  I forgot all about being a Marine Biologist.  I wanted a husband who loved me and who I could have a life with and a family.   I told my mother that I wanted to have a type of career where I could be flexible with my work schedule so I can spend as much time as possible with my family. 

Come to think about it that is exactly what I have done.  All during the time when my children were little I was fortunate to find per diem work so I was able to make arrangements and work from home so that I could watch them grow up.  I finally went back to work part time in an office about three years ago and it has only been this past year during my daughters first year of college that I started working practically full time at the office.  I told my daughter that I have lived my dream.  My dream was to have a family that loves each other though smooth and rough times.  I also told her that if I was a Marine Biologist then her dad might not be her dad and my daughter would most likely not be her.     The feeling I had when I told my daughter that I have lived my dream was amazing.   I fell in love with a man. We had a family together.  We are very  fortunate that our family is still together in this day and age.  And I love my family very much.  I would not trade this for anything in the world.

 During the time after college to this day has not been perfect.  I would even say that sometimes it has seemed like a nightmare.  I think dreams and life are sometimes – messy.  But when you look at the whole picture it is full of  love, struggles, happiness, hardships and many other things.  But what makes it good is being with people who care about you and love you.

Texting while driving! Warning Very Graphic!

This video is making the rounds on face book.  I thought it was very powerful.  It reminded me a lot of when my daughter participated in the Shattered Dreams program during her senior year.  Shattered Dreams is a dramatization of teenage drinking and driving.  The end result is that one teenager is killed and the other ones life is dramatically changed when dealing with the results of mixing alcohol and driving.  As a parent it is very hard to write an obituary on your child – even when it is just an exercise to prove a point.  Maybe this video will help others see how dangerous texting and driving can be.

A Day at the Beach

Marc and I decided to play hooky from work.  We rode the ferry over to Bolivar Peninsula to check out the beach.  This area was heavily damaged by Hurricane Ike.  It is very primitative – no bathrooms or showers.  There are no stores where you can buy items that are forgotten.  We made our list and thought we had every thing we needed – that is – except chairs.  We also needed bug spray for the horseflies.  We will be better prepared the next time.  We were able to drive the truck on to the sand and stake out our spot.  We were pleasantly surprised to find the beach practically deserted.  We spent the afternoon splashing in the water, walking up and down the beach and soaking up the sun.  It was a very enjoyable experience.  We packed up and headed home and arrived back in Friendswood around 8:00 pm.  Just in time to check out the Sonic.  Emily is working there and we had to give her a hard time and of course order some ice cream.  It was a very good day.