Friday, November 25, 2016

Happy Turkey Day!

Twelve years ago, I flew to Spain for Thanksgiving week with my sister and a couple friends and that is where I met Dave.  I remember having Thanksgiving dinner at a restaurant and eating paella.  Since then, we've had quite a few unconventional Thanksgiving dinner that typically involve traveling somewhere and eating dinner at some restaurant.  During the few Thanksgivings we've stayed here, we've gotten together with Dave's family and eaten at their house. All that to say..... I've never made a turkey.  I've never hosted Thanksgiving dinner.  

But this year, Dave's brother got together with his wife's family and Dave's sister got together with her husband's family.  I'm the only in-law that doesn't have family in the area.  Dave's sister graciously invited us to join her and her husband's family, but in the mean time, we spoke with a few families from church that were new to the area, don't have any family close by and didn't have plans.....

So, we decided to host and I made my very first turkey!

Me and my turkey with my turkey. 22#!

For the dinner portion, we had 19 people; 6 adults and 13 kids.

The spread....

The "adult table."  
For the record.... I had this table set with my Lenox china and nice glasses, but all the adults got so carried away with helping their kids with their meals (on paper plates and cups), that they ended up carrying over to this table ;)

The Fearsome Four



After dinner, another family of 7 came over for a rousing game of backyard soccer followed by tons and tons of dessert!



We have much to be thankful for.  I am thankful for family.  I am thankful for friends.  For freedom. For health. For employment. For our home. That my mom is starting to heal and improve.

Happy Thanksgiving.


Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Thankful

We spent our Thanksgiving Eve day feeling Thankful.
The kids had the day off school, so I loaded them up in the car and carted them off to Arlington.
We learned how Arlington came to be.....
Describing the hospitals, Washington journalist Noah Brooks wrote: “Maimed and wounded…. arrived by hundreds as long as the waves of sorrow came streaming back from the fields of slaughter…. They came groping, hobbling, and faltering, so faint and so longing for rest that one’s heart bled at the piteous sight.”As many of these men died, cemeteries in the city and surrounding areas filled to capacity. 
To relieve the desperate situation, the Army started burying soldiers along the northern border of the Arlington estate, approximately one half mile from the mansion-headquarters, in May of 1864.  The fact that the land had also been the plantation home of Robert E. Lee probably made it even more attractive to many and it was formally proposed that Arlington should be the site of the new cemetery in a letter to Secretary of War Stanton on June 15, 1864. The same day, Stanton approved the recommendation and instructed that part of the Arlington Estate, “not exceeding two hundred acres” be surveyed and laid out for the national cemetery.[24]

Robert E. Lee's home
 Although Lee was led the Confederate Army from 1862 until his surrender in 1865, he is memorialized here as an exceptional officer and a distinguished member of the US Army for 32 years.

And then we made our way to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.  At the top of every hour, they perform a Changing of the Guards, so we made sure to be there a few minutes before 11:00 so that we could see that.

When I told the kids where we were going this morning, Tanner changed into head to toe "Army gear" and had his hand in the "Boy Scout Salute" the whole time during the Changing of the Guard.



Next we visited the gravesite of President John F. Kennedy, his wife Jackie and their two children who died as infants.  Yesterday was the 53rd Anniversary of his assassination. 

Another view of the Kennedy graves with the Robert E. Lee house in the background. 

From there, we made our way to Robert Todd Lincoln, President Lincoln's son. 

And lastly, we made our way to Jake's grave.  This was the main reason why we came here today.  Jake died 6 years ago today, just 2 weeks after Riley was born.  He was the almost 2 year old son of one of my very best and dearest friends.  He was born with a heart problem and following a heart transplant in August 2010, he did AWESOME... for a few months, until he got sick and died just days before Thanksgiving.  They are now living in Hawaii as they are in the military (thus Jake being buried here.)  But what mother wouldn't want her baby's grave visited and tended to on the Anniversary of his death.  This was something I could do for her.

Lacey was just 3 when he died and Tanner just 2 and Riley just 2 weeks.  They don't remember Jake but they know his family well as we are very close friends.  We sat around the grave and I showed them pictures of Jake.  I felt we should say a prayer.  Riley asked if she could say it.  It was the sweetest prayer I have ever heard her say.  She thanked God that Jake lived.  And she prayed that his family would be okay without him.
And then I texted my friend to let her know that her baby boy was thought of, loved and visited today and it warmed my heart to let her know that.

Amongst all these graves..... so much sorrow.  So much sacrifice.  So many lives lost.  So many lives given.  Above all... so much to be THANKFUL for.... freedom, family, health and above all, love.

Monday, November 14, 2016

I'm Gonna Love You Through It

I heart Martina!  I have seen her in concert several times including in the Grand Ole' Opry in Nashville, in Vegas and out here in MD/VA as well, but it's probably been at least 8 years since I've seen her, so when I saw she was doing a Benefit concert to benefit Autism at the Strathmore Center, about an hour from my house, I quickly talked my friend Lauren into going with me and bought two tickets.  

She sang so many songs including A Broken Wing, My Baby Loves Me, Wild Angels, Rose Garden, Loves the Only House, When God Fearin' Women Get the Blues, Life #9 and my favorites Independence Day, In my Daughter's Eyes, This Ones for the Girls, Valentine, Whatever You Say, Anyway, Where Would You Be and Blessed.  And the one that maybe most struck a chord with me right now with my Mom on Day #9 of her third hospitalization, I'm Gonna Love You Through It.

Get better soon, Mama....

Sunday, November 13, 2016

What's Been Going On

On Friday, the kids elementary school put on a Veteran's Day concert.  Lacey's grade (4th) went first.

And she had a speaking part - she did great; I was so proud of her!

And Riley, as usual, was a total ham.


And Tanner was very excited to wear his Cubs shirt again once he realized the colors were very patriotic.  Yet another reason to love the Cubs!

With 3 of the 4 kids in school, Dave and I decided to head to Annapolis with Ella and have breakfast.

And walk around the dock in the shadows of the State House, where George Washington resigned his Commission and the former Capitol of the United States.
I am so grateful for all the Veterans who have served.  And always reminded that Freedom isn't Free.

Then yesterday, we took off running.  It was a jam-packed non-stop day, which stared with Lacey's last game of the season!

Go Lucky #13!




Lacey and one of her besties, Keelie


 It took them a while to get in their grooves.  At the beginning of the season, wins were hard to come by and they downright got crushed in a couple games.  But they came into their own by the end of the season and they won yesterday 3-1 and Lacey had 2 assists, so it was a great way to end the season!

And Lacey has declared soccer (and lacrosse) as her two favorite sports!


And while I was taking Lacey to soccer, Dave was taking Tanner to his first Navy football game!

Go Navy!  
They played Tulsa and it was a nail biter all the way!  But Navy ended up winning 42-40 and is now 7-2.  We know the head coach well as he is in our Ward at Church and we see him every Sunday, so even more fun to see them win.

And from there, they went straight to T's last soccer game.  But no pictures of that because trophies weren't handed out until the after-party which we ended up missing because T had to go to a birthday party (like I said - non-stop day!).  So, sadly no pics to document the end of his season, but it happened and he had fun playing!

And last, but not least, I wanted to document this baby blessing and all that it entails.
A week ago today, my sweet nephew Warren Richard was blessed.  You see that white blanket he is laying on?  He was wrapped in that for his blessing.  I spent the Spring of 1997 in Jerusalem.  I traveled to Bethlehem and purchased 5 white baby blankets.  I was only just turning 21 but I wanted for me and each of my siblings to have a white baby blanket from the birthplace of the Savior that all of our babies could be blessed in.  I held on to that blanket for 17 years before handing it over to Maret after her first baby.  And so I love seeing it used.

But secondly, and sadly, this picture reminds me of something else that is very heavy on my heart. My mom.  My mom was out here visiting me a year and a half ago.  She bent over to pull a weed out of my yard and ended up having a bucket handle meniscus tear in her knee.  It's a long, sordid tail, but it has been one thing after another for the past year and a half, which ended up in a knee surgery, followed by a back surgery followed by a total knee replacement last month.  Basically, she has never recovered from bending over and pulling a simple weed a year and a half ago!  It's crazy!  Anyway, we were all hopeful that this knee replacement would end in a whole new lease on life, helping my mom walk better and alleviating her terrible pain she's been in.  But alas, it has simply been a scary, downward spiral for the past month.  She spent several days in the hospital, then was sent to Rehab.  She became dangerously ill in Rehab and was sent back to the hospital.  She seemed to be recovering and was sent back to Rehab.  That ended up being a horrible experience and she begged to go home.  Shortly after getting home, she became extremely ill.  And this coincided with the same time my dad was flying out to California to be there for baby Warren's blessing.  My dad bought his plane ticket (when it seemed my mom was starting to feel better), drove himself an hour and a half away to the airport, parked his car in long term parking and was walking to catch his flight when my mom said she needed for him to come back home.  So, dad wasn't able to see Warren Richard (dad said it "tugs at my heartstrings" to not be there because of his name - he was named after Peter's dad, my dad and my dad's dad).  Instead, he turned back home and drove my mom to the hospital.  That was 8 days ago and there doesn't seem to be any end in sight.  She is so, so sick. I hate that I live across the country during times like this.  I hate that I can't be there with her and helping my dad. I hate that she is getting sicker instead of better. The whole thing is so, so frustrating.  
So, with everything going on in life, in the world, right now, for me, there is just this cloud hanging over all of it, until my mom gets better.

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Politics

Today is Election Day.  The two candidates in the race this year are, in my opinion, both despicable human beings.  I am sick to my stomach thinking that one of them will be President of the United States, the leader of the Free World.  I totally understand people not wanting to vote this year.  I didn't particularly want to vote either because neither candidate represents me.  It's just so, so sad that we've gone from the Cream of the Crop (George Washington, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln) to scraping the bottom of the barrel. BUT, I believe in voting.  I feel like not voting is a slap in the face to all the men and women who have sacrificed their lives over the years in order to give me that right; in order to keep this country a democracy.

I normally don't get political on my blog, but this blog has turned into my Journal in many aspects, so I felt the need to record my feelings on this.  And I also wanted to record this:

My Grandpa John, my mom's dad, wrote an Autobiography before he passed. He started his Autobiography by stating he felt the need to write about his feelings on the Country and what was happening.  I want to record it here for my posterity in case anything happens to the single paper copy I have of it.

"I have now passed the half century mark.  The greater part of my life is certainly behind me.  What the future holds for me is only partially controllable.  There was a time, perhaps, when a man could say: "I am the Master of my Fate!" and throughout a large portion of my past life this has been the case.  Without a doubt I am what I am because of my past actions.  I believe, however that my future will be more difficult for me to control.  The freedoms that I took for granted years ago have diminished to a considerable degree.  We are at this date (November 1965) living under a government inclined to paternalism.  More and more of the people seem to desire someone else to do their thinking and their acting.  We have a President of these United States, Lyndon Johnson, whose goal it is to produce what he calls "The Great Society!"  In truth, this "Great Society" he envisions is a compete socialist state.  And when free people voluntarily choose to give up their freedoms and to let someone else take care of all their problems from the cradle to the grave, they lose control over their fate.  And today our thoughts, our actions, even our lives are beginning to come under the control of others.

We now have a "Social Security" program which derives its funds from a tax imposed upon both employee and employer.  At present that tax amounts to a maximum of $581.00 deducted from the employee's paycheck with an equal amount being "contributed" by the employer. It is scheduled to rise to $1930.00 in 1977, and $6092.00 in 1987.  This rise during the next few years is necessary, they say, to meet the added burden of socialism.  Within the framework of this Social Security program our Congressional lawmakers have this year voted for socialized medicine under the euphonious name of "Medicare." Although this program is designed to help the so called "Senior Citizens" with their health problems, it doesn't take a prophet to foretell the next step.  With the slight crack in the dike the damage has been done.  The taste of something for nothing appears sweet to those who have grown tired of self support, and as they enjoy the fruits of their fellow citizens' labors, the howl will begin to be heard.  If it is good for the Senior Citizens, why isn't it good for the middle-aged group?  And if for them, why not students? And if for students, why not assume the total responsibility for the complete health of the nation?  And so an overall umbrella of socialized medicine is just a matter of time in these United States. 

There is now a program of Federal Aid to Education.  This is all-inclusive from kindergarten through college where schools and school systems receive Federal money for building programs and administrative costs.  This aid is exclusive of aid given to the individual student in the form of loans which may or may not be paid back. The Federal Government, of course, insists that it is giving this aid with no strings attached. There will be no coercion, no force, no threats.  The schools are to be free to govern themselves as they have in the past without governmental supervision.  History proves this to be a fallacy.  whenever the Federal Government steps in to touch some facet of our lives, it saps some of our individual and collective strength in the process.  The schools of the future, it appears to me, will be told by the government what they can teach, how they can teach it, who will do the teaching, and what qualifications the students and teachers must have.

The government today has awesome power.  The Supreme Court, it appears to me, is using the constitution for a dish rag, wiping one State's rights after another out of existence.

The people today have grown used to government intervention in all ares of their lives. At one time Congress initiated the laws. Now the President tells Congress what laws he wants passed. At one time prices were established by the competitive supply and demand of the market.  Now the government holds a sword of Damocles over the heads of industry in the form of huge stockpiles of strategic materials which it threatens to dump on the market if prices are not kept down. In the past this has been done with great success in steel, in aluminum and copper.  Now it appears that it will be necessary to go to the government to get its blessings on any proposed price increase. Labor, of course, goes merrily on its way, demanding and always getting a greater slice of the pice, but with less productivity.

In the past, a man could choose for himself where he would work, and the conditions under which he would work.  Now the government is campaigning hard to make it mandatory for all men to join a Union as a pre-requisite of work. Thus the government is working hand-in-glove with the big labor leaders to feather their nests at the expense of the rest of the country.

I see all of these usurpations of our personal liberties as the beginning of the end of America as I knew her. 

I fear that my children, one of whom is just now starting out with her life's companion to make a family of her own, will live to see her children's children completely cared for by the State.  I fear that personal ambitions to grow, to make something of themselves, t excel in some endeavor will diminish. I see us becoming a second or third rate nations, simply because we are failing to make men stretch, to make complete use of their talents, to exact an honest eight hours of labor for eight hours of pay.

It is with all this in mind that I begin to systematically set my life down in print. It is my hope that those who come after me, those for whom I am genetically responsible, will read this autobiography with interest, and that they will know that I did everything in my puny power to stem the tide of Socialism, which I believe to be an inferior system of government originating with and supported by Satan.

It is my honest belief that our Constitution, that splendid document written by Thomas Jefferson and ratified by Congress in 1779, was inspired of God. However, the men who now wield the scepter of Power in this country are using the Freedoms granted under this Constitution to slowly place us all in the ever -tightening chains of bondage."

Isn't it amazing he wrote that all in 1965??!  I am deeply concerned about our current trend toward Socialism.  I do not believe that is what God intended this country to be.  I believe it suppresses our ambition and our freedom. And I just hope and pray we haven't reached the point of no return with how far we have swung in that direction.

But ultimately, I believe God is in charge and that brings me some comfort in all of this.
God Bless America.


Monday, November 7, 2016

My Riley J


My Riley J turned 6 today.
When we first walked into this door, she was just 18 months old.

But now she is 6 and what she wanted for her birthday was a Shopkins-themed birthday party with her friends.
So..... we got the Cupcake Queen outfit, a shopkins door cover, shopkins photo props, Shopkins goodie bags.....

A shopkins birthday banner, tablecloth, plates, napkins, party hats, cups and noise blowers. Whew!

And she also requested a piñata. We couldn't find a Shopkins piñata, but thankfully she decided this was good enough!

She invited 12 friends, but two of them couldn't make it, so including Riley, we had 11 girls at the party and it was definitely a houseful!  Here they all are lined up to play "Pin the shopkin on the Shopkin."

Lacey was my awesome party helper.


And a modified version of the "spoon game" using Shopkins.


We also played Shopkins Bingo and another Shopkins game that is kind of like "Trouble" and then finally ended with the piñata which was by far the highlight of the party for everyone!  

They went crazy!! You'd never know they just got tons of Halloween candy last week!

Her Shopkins cake


And then after her guests left, her bestie Gianna stayed a while longer so that she and Ella could watch her open presents. And she got..... you guessed it... Shopkins!  Lots and lots of Shopkins!

The friend party was on Saturday.  So, last night, we invited Dave's family over for a family birthday dinner.

All the Strom cousins aside from Tyler who is away at college.

Grandma and Grandpa with all 8 of their grandchildren.

She's either excited or possessed in this picture! ;) Ready to blow out her candles!

And that brings us to today.... her actual birthday.  She specifically requested breakfast in bed.  So, I ran to Dunkin Donuts at 6am before Dave left for work so that I could give her a strawberry donut, her favorite, as part of her breakfast.

And then I surprised her at lunch time at school with a McDonalds happy meal.

Kindergarten lunch buddy selfie!

After school, she had a visit from Grandma and Grandpa and then lots of calls, including one from Hammy (who is in the hospital) and Papa Mitchell, Aunt Carrie and her cousins Jace, Eli and Sophie and even her almost 97-yr old Great Grandma GG, who she is named after (her middle name Jane is also my grandmother's middle name). 

Riley J, I hope you felt special this weekend. We've spent a lot of time together over the past 6 years. You went through a "grumpy phase" where you pouted incessantly.  At the time, it was challenging for lack of a better word.  You were a tough Kooky Cookie ;) But you have turned into such a sweet, fun, spirited girl.  You have such a gift for making friends.  You have such an outgoing personality.  You will walk up to absolutely anyone - boy, girl, child, adult, animal, person - and just start up a conversation.  It's fun to be around your infectious personality.  I hope and pray for you to never lose that happy, optimistic, sweet, loving personality.
You frequently, out of the blue will just say, "Mommy, I love you."
Right back at you, Riley J.  Right back at you.

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