The weather here in Seattle, Washington is currently living up to it's reputation. Right now there are light gray clouds covering the beautiful blue sky and blocking out the warm rays of the sun. Today the clouds are taking a break from releasing their rain on the earth. The air is clean, crisp and fresh from the weeks of rain. There is a light breeze gently flowing through the trees, causing the branches to sway slightly. With the changing of the leaves on the trees, you can watch them as they dance a beautiful, colorful dance. If you are outside and take a deep breath, you can smell winter in the distance. It is snowing in the mountains. We've had a very rainy year so far. And plant life here has been thriving because of it. Although some would complain of the rain, I find it soothing and a wonderful change from last year, when rain was scarce and the grass was a dull brown and very dry. If you visited Washington then, you wouldn't really understand why this State is called the Evergreen State.
Everywhere you look, God has painted the landscape in the colors of Fall. Trees have shed their leaves, causing them to cascade down to the wet, green grass below. As you look at those trees that are bare, you can almost imagine that their branches are dozens of hands reaching up towards God and heaven, as if in thanks for the abundance of rain and for being free from the waterlogged leaves. And as the breeze causes them to sway, they look as if they are praising Him. Such breathtaking beauty is awe-inspiring. Just looking at all the beauty God has created makes me want to stop and admire His handywork. Surely God is pleased.
Fall is a time when Nature sheds it's old skin and prepares for the long months when it will rest and then begin to grow new, fresh skin. Oh how I love Fall. The soft, gentle, fragrant breeze that seems to caress my skin and embrace me with a cool kiss; it relaxes and sooths my soul. What beauty! What serenity! That Man has been blessed to witness this wonderful season every year!
This is the weather I am in. One of my favorite seasons. The weather isn't too hot or too cold, it's perfect for me! A time to bundle up or cuddle up next to the ones you love and just enjoy them and their warmth! A wonderful time of the year. This is the weather I am in.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Everyone has at least one travel 'horror' story. Share your worst experience(s) with us.
I sure do have one of these.
In June of this year we went to Hawaii with Alethea, who was 6 months old at the time, to visit my dad. The trip there was perfect. We only paid for 2 seats but the plane wasn't full. We picked seats in the center aisle but my husband and I had both aisle seats in hopes that the center seat wouldn't be taken or, if it was, that the person wouldn't mind moving so we could have the row to ourselves. It worked. The person who had the center seat was moved to a row by herself (a window seat). Everything was great. When Alethea fell asleep we placed her in the seat between us. She didn't fuss at all. It was great. We had an early flight (8am), but it worked perfectly for her schedule.
The return trip wasn't so great. In fact, it was horrible!!! I had picked a flight that would get us home a little bit before her bedtime. It would have worked, too, except for that our flight was delayed 3 hours! And we didn't find out until we had reached our gate. How annoying! I checked in online and no mention of a delay, even though they knew it was delayed many hours before that.
Well, our seats were right next to the engine so, not only was it loud, it was very warm, too! None of us could get comfortable. It was a full flight and we had a 2 seater by the window. Horrible. Alethea couldn't get comfortable enough to stay sleeping. She was so warm. I had her in only her diaper for the entire flight! She was fussy and whiny and everything! Totally what I wanted to avoid. I didn't feel sorry for the other passengers, though. We all paid for our seats and I couldn't help how my daughter felt. I felt the same way! It sounds horrible but, I didn't care! We were all miserable! 6 hours is a long time when you have an uncomfortable 6 month old who can't get to sleep and it's past her bedtime. We didn't pull into Seattle until 1am. Alethea had just fallen asleep and I had just put her clothes on so I wouldn't wake her. I carried her out of the plane and, even though we had our stroller, I carried her all the way to baggage claim so nothing would wake her. My husband and I were exhausted. But he got to sleep a bit. I didn't. I was concerned over keeping my daughter cool and as comfortable as possible. But then again, I haven't been able to sleep on planes for quite some time.
When we got to baggage, my mom was there to pick us up (she had our car). Alethea chose that time to wake up. She was so happy to see her Mime. She was comfortable and she was happy. I dropped her off with my mom and went with my husband to help locate our baggage (he didn't really know which ones were ours). When we got home, Alethea was so pumped up from the excitement at baggage that she was up for another hour plus! All I wanted to do when we got home was sleep, but I couldn't until Alethea went to sleep.
If we had just had an ontime flight, none of that horrible flight would have happened! It is forever etched in my mind! One thing's for sure, I'll be making sure Alethea has her own seat AWAY from the engine from now on and I'll be CALLING to find out about any delays beforehand, that's for sure.
In June of this year we went to Hawaii with Alethea, who was 6 months old at the time, to visit my dad. The trip there was perfect. We only paid for 2 seats but the plane wasn't full. We picked seats in the center aisle but my husband and I had both aisle seats in hopes that the center seat wouldn't be taken or, if it was, that the person wouldn't mind moving so we could have the row to ourselves. It worked. The person who had the center seat was moved to a row by herself (a window seat). Everything was great. When Alethea fell asleep we placed her in the seat between us. She didn't fuss at all. It was great. We had an early flight (8am), but it worked perfectly for her schedule.
The return trip wasn't so great. In fact, it was horrible!!! I had picked a flight that would get us home a little bit before her bedtime. It would have worked, too, except for that our flight was delayed 3 hours! And we didn't find out until we had reached our gate. How annoying! I checked in online and no mention of a delay, even though they knew it was delayed many hours before that.
Well, our seats were right next to the engine so, not only was it loud, it was very warm, too! None of us could get comfortable. It was a full flight and we had a 2 seater by the window. Horrible. Alethea couldn't get comfortable enough to stay sleeping. She was so warm. I had her in only her diaper for the entire flight! She was fussy and whiny and everything! Totally what I wanted to avoid. I didn't feel sorry for the other passengers, though. We all paid for our seats and I couldn't help how my daughter felt. I felt the same way! It sounds horrible but, I didn't care! We were all miserable! 6 hours is a long time when you have an uncomfortable 6 month old who can't get to sleep and it's past her bedtime. We didn't pull into Seattle until 1am. Alethea had just fallen asleep and I had just put her clothes on so I wouldn't wake her. I carried her out of the plane and, even though we had our stroller, I carried her all the way to baggage claim so nothing would wake her. My husband and I were exhausted. But he got to sleep a bit. I didn't. I was concerned over keeping my daughter cool and as comfortable as possible. But then again, I haven't been able to sleep on planes for quite some time.
When we got to baggage, my mom was there to pick us up (she had our car). Alethea chose that time to wake up. She was so happy to see her Mime. She was comfortable and she was happy. I dropped her off with my mom and went with my husband to help locate our baggage (he didn't really know which ones were ours). When we got home, Alethea was so pumped up from the excitement at baggage that she was up for another hour plus! All I wanted to do when we got home was sleep, but I couldn't until Alethea went to sleep.
If we had just had an ontime flight, none of that horrible flight would have happened! It is forever etched in my mind! One thing's for sure, I'll be making sure Alethea has her own seat AWAY from the engine from now on and I'll be CALLING to find out about any delays beforehand, that's for sure.
Friday, October 5, 2007
You can tell a lot about a woman by her purse (and its contents). What do you think?
Wow. Well, I don't have a purse, per se. I have a diaper bag/purse. The only thing that's for me in the diaper bag is my wallet. That's it. Nothing else. Everything is for my daughter, so I guess you can tell I'm all about my daughter. I don't even use my real diaper bag anymore. It's just a shoulder bag with little seashell charms on it that my stepmother gave me when we were visiting them in Hawaii. It's bright blue and my husband thinks its girly so he doesn't like to carry it like he did the diaper bag. That's fine with me cause I'm girly. :)
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
You can tell a lot about a woman by how she grooms her fingernails. Tell us how yours look today.
Well, when I was younger, I used to bite my nails. So after I joined the military I used to get my nails done and get the tips and all that all the time. Then I got married and got pregnant and that's the end of getting my nails done. My nails never used to grow much at all, then those wonderful pregnancy hormones kicked in and now my nails grow quickly and get pretty long! Even my toenails have a bit of length to them now! But I don't do much with them, either way. I don't care. No time or desire to paint them myself as I'm not very good doing my own nails, and I don't have the time or means to get them done all the time now. I just said, oh well. I'll be happy with what God has given me and be thankful that they're even growing and not chipping at all. I usually try to keep hangnails away, make sure they're not sharp, and make sure they don't get too long so I don't scratch or hurt my daughter in any way. I also make sure they're clean. That's about it.
So, I don't know what this says about me as a woman. I guess that's up to you.
So, I don't know what this says about me as a woman. I guess that's up to you.
You can tell a lot about a person by the state of their desk/workspace. What does your say about you?
Wow. That's pretty simple. That I'm WAY too organized. My desk is always free of clutter, even when I'm working on something. I absolutely HATE clutter. Hmmm. Just looking at my desk right now and I noticed that I need to do a bit of light dusting...
The file drawer next to my desk, however, is another story. I usually organize it every week or so, but somehow it always gets messy again. Well, messy to me anyway. I need another file cabinet, is what I need, and a bigger desk. And maybe another computer so my husband can do what he needs to do without having to kick me off this one!
The file drawer next to my desk, however, is another story. I usually organize it every week or so, but somehow it always gets messy again. Well, messy to me anyway. I need another file cabinet, is what I need, and a bigger desk. And maybe another computer so my husband can do what he needs to do without having to kick me off this one!
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