Sunday, December 18, 2011

Ho Ho Ho(ping) 2011

I was hopeful that this holiday season was going to be better than the last two.  

Jury's still out. 

I did manage to display my ceramic tree - a gift from my parents in the late 1970's. 

It has managed to survive two curious toddlers, 35+ years of storage, and (at least) 7 moves.



I tried to take out my decorations and ornaments of Christmases past with the thought of having a real tree this year.  

But no tree this time.  I couldn't even bring myself to open the ornament box.  I guess it's still too soon.  So...In the closet they'll stay for another year.

I still struggle to figure out how to move on...

...to create new Christmas memories.

But I remain hopeful and have faith. 

After all - isn't that what Christmastime is all about? 

I Ho Ho Hope so.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Hey Dad...



Happy 86th birthday!

I miss you.

Wish you were still here.








Love, Holly

The one of your 6 girls who looked the most like you...

...except with more hair.   : }

 
I am my father's daughter.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

(Not so) FAQ's #17

At what age does someone stop learning new stuff?

At any age - life can be filled with new experiences and little tidbits of unexpected information.

Take bleach, for instance.  I've known of the cleaning properties of bleach and have used it - albeit sparingly - for about a hundred years or so.

I know it makes white things whiter - and isn't a good idea for colors.

Recently I decided to bleach some white wash cloths that had taken on a funky aura of their own.

I also had a set of 2 (ugly) gray and purple striped washcloths - one of which I was willing to sacrifice to the bleach gods in hopes of improving its aroma.





So - I dropped it in a sink of diluted bleach.






I had expected that it would end up a lighter version of its original self...but in a few seconds it literally changed colors before my eyes.

The purple and gray had become hot pink and orange...it was kinda cool!

Maybe the affects of bleach on a striped washcloth is less than earth-shattering - but I want to consider even the silliest of experiences as an interesting mystery or life lesson.



Then there was the time while raking outside -

that I thought I'd unearthed a pig snout!...





...Until I turned it over and realized it was just a nut! 


What a relief!

...And then - there's the common "side affect" of eating asparagus - one that I never knew about until just recently.

I guess I didn't get the memo.

...but that's another story for another time.



And the (Not so) FTA to the (Not so) FAQ?:  No age limits!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Veteran's Day 11/11/11

On this Veteran's Day 11/11/11....Thank you to all our Veterans...past, present, and to come.


And....let's not forget those first American Veterans...

...the Patriots who got the whole ball rollin'.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

"All the world's a stage...

...and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances,  And one man in his time plays many parts,  His acts being seven ages."  Act II Scene 7 from Shakespeare's "As You Like It"

The other night I went to see the Westminster College production of Victor Victoria.  It was well done, entertaining, and fun.

Afterward there was a reception with the actors.  There was an energy level in the room that only those who take the stage to perform can truly understand and experience.

I thought of the many theatre shows that my sons participated in - and recalled how exciting and fun it was as parents (and the immense pride we felt!) to watch them perform.

One time in particular came to mind...

 
Ryan was involved with a small group of young actors with Child's Play Theatre Company (now called Stages) that were being coached to perform short dramatic plays.

I'm guessing he was around age 14.

The parents were invited to come and watch their performance of a play called The Lottery.

The Lottery was about a small village that had an annual ritual to ensure a good harvest.

Every June 27th the children gathered stones - as the adults congregated in the town square to participate in the lottery.

In the first round of the lottery, the head of each family drew a small slip of paper. The slip with a black spot meant that family was "chosen".

In the 2nd round, each family member drew a slip.  The individual who picked the slip with the black spot was then surrounded by the other villagers and stoned to death.  EEK!

Ryan was playing the character who was running the lottery.  There was a scene with just him and a young woman....my memory is vague on this....but probably the lady who picked the slip with the black spot.

The scene was going well - until there was an evident lull in the dialog.

Looking at the actress - you could see that panic that comes with having no memory of her next line.

As a parent - you watch anxiously - wondering what will happen to the scene and to the self-esteem of these young performers.

After a short time - that seemed like an eternity - Ryan started to say her lines in question form...something like... "I suppose you're going to ask me if all this seems fair?"  Then he'd say his line.  Then he said her next line the same way....and followed with his line.

Suddenly - we saw the lights come back on in the eyes of the actress - and she continued with her own lines.

At the end of the performance, Child's Play's Artistic Director came up to us and marveled at how Ryan had pulled that scene "out of the tank" (his words).

An incredible job of thinking on one's feet under extreme pressure! I'm still amazed by it....congrats Ryan!

...and the show goes on.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

(Not so) FAQ's #16



What can a girl do to pass the time...






















 

...while (im)patiently waiting for an elusive response to an obscene number of online job applications?



Oh.  This.

It's all good.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Gratefulness Galore

I've been settling into life here in Utah...and am very grateful...for many reasons.  Included in the settling process has been job hunting.
 
I had been reluctant to write about what was going on...for fear of jinxing things.

But now I can say...

...as of October 4th, I'm a full-time employee of this beautiful college ------->

For this opportunity - I am extremely grateful! 
 
One of many bonuses is that I live only 5 blocks from the campus.  When the position became available - I knew it had to be mine! 

And the most amazing bonus of all is that my wonderful, long-time friend Diane, works in the same office!

Diane was instrumental in this process and outcome - advocating for me in so many ways.  Thank you, dear friend.

Diane is a Utah native who lived in Minnesota for several years.

Most of those years, we worked together at the University of MN Landscape Arboretum.

Who would have ever imagined our lives intersecting for a second time - and working together again at another university!

My gratitude overflows for her, my family, and other friends...who have lifted me up and helped guide me on this multi-faceted journey.

If friends are gifts we give ourselves...
...than I've outdone myself!