Ely, MN is a small town 6400 people at the top of MN. It is 20 miles south of the Canadian border and headquarters to the Boundary Canoe Waters area. It is a total tourist town. It will be home to my son for three years when he goes to college.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
We had a shock of a call last night around 7:20 pm. My sister called and told me to get to grandma and grandpa's house grandma just died of a heart attach and dad needs our help.
My thoughts were grandma, I think she said grandma, not grandpa who is in far worse shape? I was numb and trying to comprehend the call while Kyle was driving us over there. I was fine until I turned on to the road I grew up on most of my early life (15 of my first 18 years). No more grandma?
We drove into grandma's yard as all the cousins I haven't seen for ages start arriving along with my aunts. So many tear stricken hugs where exchanged and murmurs of, "I never see you until things like this, we need to get together more."
Poor grandpa who has Alzheimer's was trying to take it all in. I think he knew what happened some of the time, but the rest of the time he was trying to figure out who we were. There were a lot of us. It amazes me how Heavenly Father works in times like these. Grandpa is in a wheelchair most of the time and can walk with assistance or using a walker with help. He managed to walk to the neighbors house to tell them he thought Mom (that's what he called grandma) was gone. The distance is 3/4 of a football field away, how'd he make it there? Amazing.
Grandma was a person who has a loud bark, but is loving and kind underneath. As a young child she could be scary, but as a youth I learned to see through the bark. I'd just say, now grandma, when she'd get to going and she'd laugh and calm down. She barked at grandpa all the time, but they loved each other. Grandpa would just grin and wink at us and then do whatever it was that grandma needed. She was awesome at making us feel loved. When ever we came in she would always take time visit and give advice if that was needed. I often walked from my childhood home just to sit and talk with grandma. She had a lot of good advice for a teenage girl who thought her parents didn't know a thing.
Grandma never forgot a birthday as we were growing up. We could count on a birthday card always being in the mail on our birthday. With mine being the day after July 4th, I often got my cards on July 6th, but not grandma's they we always there on my birthday.
We learned so much about life on the farm. Our families would gather at grandmas when I was little to process the cattle or hogs so each family had meat in the freezer for the winter. It was an all day affair that we each had little jobs to do no matter the age. We'd gather for homemade ice cream on Sunday afternoons. So many good memories of my grandma.
I'll miss you grandma. God be with you until we meet again!
Monday, June 18, 2012
I learned so much from her as we progressed through this very difficult year. Needless to say, all our hard work paid off. We took a group of students who as a class had a 59% passage rate on their 5th grade tests, to 94% passing in 6th grade. That is AMAZING! I'm so proud of the kids and us for figuring it out! This is why I teach, for the success when things are looking bleak!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Root Beer Float Cookies
Make your favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe or use mine (with a few modifications)
1 cup butter flavored Crisco (makes them fluffy)
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar packed
Cream all of these together
Add 2 cups flour
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. baking soda
1 Tbsp. root beer extract (got mine at Walmart)
1 bag white chocolate chips
Mix well. Bake 350* for 10-13 minutes on parchment paper
I got this recipe from Rinda Perdue and it was a hit at the FHE meeting I went to this weekend with our new friends. I cheated and made bars because I didn't feel like dipping cookies, and they all turned out great!
When we arrived at the game there was no coach and not enough players. One of the boys dad's filled in as coach. Then several boys that played in the earlier game stayed and helped our team. That was another gesture that I found comforting. I hope Kota and his teammates will get to repay the favor some time.
With no coach and not a solid team we lost. 0-3, but it was still fun watching. At first, when Kota told me he wasn't playing football I was disappointed. I love football, the game, the intensity, the winning streak our boys have been on the past 3 years, hearing my son's name announce over the loud speaker under the Friday night lights. It's all gone.
But, my dear, sweet husband reminded me that my children should have the right to choose what they want to do. Yep, even if it's not what I had envisioned, it will be a great senior year for him. And I will enjoy watching him learn and grow in something he wants to do. Plus, with the two concussion of last year, this is the best choice he could have made.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Kayla and I enjoyed a few girls only days while the boys were on their high adventure trip. We did a lot of cleaning and she is in a geometry class for summer school, so she did a lot of studying. So we decided to go see a movie and have a bit of fun. When the movie was over she asked to stop at her favorite store in the mall. We went in just to view the latest styles, not to buy. We walked out with next years prom dress. Why? Because it was $30, regular $172. I couldn't pass that up. We are now in the market for a silvery bolero jacket to add some sleeves for modest and then we are all set. I'm not sure why the Ohio retailers think our teenage daughters don't want to dress modestly, but they never have anything with sleeves.
We checked modestprom.com, but $30 vs. $300+, guess it's easier to add the jacket and save a few hundred dollars. I love the beading on her dress and this one has the best neckline I've seen yet.
We only need to take a few inches off the length for our petite little fidget. (She calls it fun-sized!) All in all, it was a great first week off with a lot of fruitful endeavors.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Kyle left Minnesota looking for a wife and ended up moving in with his grandparents for awhile. We both started working at Landoll's (a coloring book factory in Ashland). We ended up going to a party at a mutual friends and talked to the wee hours of the night. He was everything that I thought I wanted in a marriage. Even down to the detail of wanting to name our first child Dakota. Me because I thought the name was cool and Kyle because he wanted to name his son after him and Dakota is his middle name.
We dated for two weeks before Kyle sort of proposed to me. Both of our parents thought we were crazy only dating a short time and setting a marriage date. Kyle being 22 at the time of our marriage was ready, I was needing a family it all seemed too good to be true. Kyle filled the void of my missing family. He helped me get through the damage I wasn't expressing vocally about my parent's divorce.
With that divorce, I told him I don't ever want to divorce. It doesn't matter how old the kids are it HURTS! We have been through a couple difficult times in our marriage. One after Dakota was born and I had postpartum depression. I didn't know what postpartum depression was at the time and didn't know what was wrong with me. I had the family that I was urning for a year earlier and couldn't figure out why I wasn't blissfully happy. I got pregnant with Kayla when Kota was 9 months old. This was very difficult for me until the ultrasound revealed a girl. Then things came back around.
The second hardest time in our marriage was when we both lost our jobs within two months of each other. We were in financial devistation. We experienced hardship that could have driven us to divorce, instead we let it drive us into activity at church. What could have been the worst time of our life financially, turned into the best time spiritually and built testimonies that have given us the resource of Prayer, and a knowledge of a Heavenly Father who loves us. Some of our best memories in our marriage has come from the foundation of faith we have built as a family.
Trials come and go in different degrees of difficulty, but we have found that when we rely on Heavenly Father as a couple and/or family everything works out. What else could a person ask for in a marriage?
So what do you do for your 18th wedding anniversary? You go watch your daughter play her first summer league soccer game of the year.