Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Meeting Jayden Dale

I was so blessed to get to go back home last week.  I was especially excited to meet my great nephew for the first time.


Even though I was told he doesn't typically like strangers, we pretty much hit it off from the start.


I thought maybe Jeremy and Lauren had hung my picture over his crib as I requested and he just recognized me, but it turns out they didn't follow through on this brilliant idea.


So I guess Jayden and I were just destined to be good buds.


At least until I handed him off to Bub because, hello, there was coffee and pound cake.


Friday, October 14, 2011

Saturday, September 10, 2011

34 Years + 1 Week

Turns out I haven't changed that much in 34 years + 1 week. 

I am still a thinker.  A processor.  One who reminisces and romanticizes over details. 

I'm still not a talker.

I still love the idea of home.  Of pretty dishes and home cooked meals.

 (circa Sept 1979)

I still think all Holidays and Birthdays should be a really big deal.

I still have the same goofy sense of humor I always have (and the same really horrible math skills).
  
(circa 4th or 5th grade, I think)

I still have the same beliefs I was raised with.  I still want to be good at everything I try to do.

I still have pretty much the same hairstyle as when I was three.


I still love sweet peas and I still, forevermore, hate meatloaf.

Other things have changed, but most noticeably this......


Not cool, 34.  Not cool.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Jacob Dean - Part II

Last week I talked about going to the gun club.  That was one of the 13 year old boy enforced activities.  The rest of the week was either spent in the water, in the water, or in the water.

We would spend pretty much all morning/afternoon at the lake (where Jacob found the one and only frog that has ever lived at Lake Coeur d'Alene.  Probably.).


Or at the river.


Or at the swimming pool.


Plus more shooting at a different gun club.


Back to the river.  We really wanted to float the river but there was no time in Jim's schedule and I seriously doubted Jake, my mother and I could handle such an adventure ourselves without some sort of catastrophic outcome.  Instead we played with remote control boats and watched Jacob swim. 

The next day we brought a little row boat for Jacob to play with.   Jim pushed him into the water and hoped for the best (we don't have kids, remember?)


I couldn't help but notice his paddling skills weren't as advanced as I had hoped.


Because of that, I suggested Jacob give his favorite Aunt G a ride.  It's not that I didn't trust him exactly, but I would have had a difficult time explaining to my big brother why I put his youngest child in a rubber raft in the middle of a current near a waterfall.   So I got in and prayed he wouldn't get us both killed.



After I got bored of riding and assumed Jacob had mastered the death defying art of paddling against the current, I got out.  My mom kept an eagle eye on Jacob, as moms (and grandmas) are prone to do.


When Jacob was done rowing he did what any decent young boy would do.  He poked at crawdads with a long stick until it was time to go home.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Jacob Dean - Part I

Every year my mother comes from Missouri to visit us up here in Washington, and every year she brings along one of my nieces or nephews.  The last three years have been neices (Brandilyn, Kayla, and Abbey), but this year was my nephew Jacob Dean.  I love Jake dearly but I was pretty clueless what to do with a 13 year old boy.

When they arrived we took them to dinner at a favorite local seafood restaurant.  Kids like food, right?


And I made a retarded face while Jacob took my picture because that's just what I do.

Jacob became quite enamored with Big Jim's massive gun collection and wanted to go shooting so Big Jim took us to one of his gun clubs for some skeet shooting.



Big Jim explained the rules of the club and off we went. 



Jacob has been raised around guns his entire life and you can tell.  He was a total pro.


Even though his sweet little arms barely reached the trigger, I'm pretty sure he was one of the best shots although the rest of us did give it a good try.



This last picture is me about a half a second before the gun kicked me back into the wall behind me.  I fared okay in the end but Jacob got a huge bruise from all the guns he shot over and over.



And he was mighty proud of it.





Tuesday, June 21, 2011

5 Things To Get You Up To Date


This year is flying by!  I have been busy, busy, busy!  Here's a quick list of what I've been up to outside of my normal routine....

1.  I went to San Diego, CA where I watched Shamu at SeaWorld and rode a mechanical bull.


2.  I went to San Antonio, TX and played paintball for the first time.  Total blast!!!


3.  I went to Clearwater, FL and enjoyed a little R&R on the beach.


4.  I got caught up in Extreme Couponing and now I'm hooked.  I got all this stuff (over a period of time) valued around $120 for about $9. 


5.  I am totally into cupcakes right now and I am on the hunt for the perfect from-scratch recipe.  I've tried 5 so far and I'm still not completely satisfied so if you have a good one I'd love you to share it with me!



Tuesday, May 24, 2011

My Heart Is With You Joplin


Disaster hit home, literally and figuratively this week. On Sunday a major tornado destroyed much of Joplin, MO, a town I have been to many times. A town that isn't far from my own hometown and my family. The tornado was reportedly one mile wide and touched down for six miles. As of this posting there are 124 people confirmed dead with 1500 people still missing, and approximately 75% of the town is in ruins.


I remember waiting in an underground cellar at my grandparents house as a child for a tornado to pass. I remember hearing a tornado outside my bedroom window as a teenager and running to the safety of my parent's room. These storms become commonplace when you are subjected to them so often for so many years, but one has never left this kind of destruction and heartache behind, not this close to home.


The following video was heart wrenching for me to listen to. I listened to it several times and cried in fear and pain for these people each time. Listening to them pray to God and confirm their love for each other, possibly for the last time in their minds was so sad and yet so beautiful.



But the thing I have noticed that makes me so very proud to be from the Ozarks is that every time I see an interview or a picture of the people there who have lost so much, I see people smiling and helping each other. People who so openly rely on their faith and look to God and the future rather than being angry and bitter.


God bless you Joplin and Godspeed in your recovery.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Come Along With Me

A few months ago my job changed drastically.  I still absolutely love my job, maybe even more now, but it is much harder than it used to be.  I'm learning new things, working with new people, and getting used to a different schedule. 

As I've mentioned before, there is a lot of work involved but I'm also in a unique position that enables me to play a lot, too.  I am so blessed to be allowed to explore so many places and things that I wouldn't be able to otherwise. 

This is what I have been doing this week.......


Tubing from Angie J on Vimeo.

A couple notes about this video:

 - I was not at all prepared to be spun and sent down the mountain so when you hear me screech out "Oh my gosh" it's because I almost dropped the camera, and I did lose my sunglasses.

 - I forgot to pack a hat so I bought that one in Vail Village before taking the lift to the top of the mountain.  It cost $45.  The fact that I actually paid that much for a hat tells you how cold it was.

 - I didn't record any more trips down because holding on with both hands seemed like a better idea.

Next week..... PAINTBALL!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

As If The Parking Garage Wasn't Bad Enough

I have traveled the trip to and from my local airport hundreds of times, but I've only actually driven myself two times.  Three if you count this week.  I hate parking garages.  You may remember my story about it here, but to recap, I think there are rapists and serial killers hiding under the cars just waiting to grab my feet as I walk by.  I wonder if this has anything to do with my brothers hiding under my bed and grabbing my feet after a marathon of Nightmare on Elmstreet?  Anyway, I had to take myself this week and just as I was starting to relax that no one was crouched down in the back of my car waiting to attack, I paid my parking fee and this creepy smiley face popped up....


And I might have heard some sinister laughing off in the distance.  Parking garages suck.



Thursday, March 17, 2011

2011 List - The Final Version

1.  Buy a vintage record player
2.  Ride down a zip line or go repelling
3.  Go through a corn maze
4.  Get my fried chicken eating self back into the one-teens
5.  Sign up for 2 craft classes
6.  Open an Etsy store just for fun
7.  Meet my new great nephew (and not be disturbed about being a "great aunt")
8.  Buy a vintage dress and modify it into something awesome
9.  Read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
10.  Make a quilt
11.  Go on a fruit picking expedition
12.  Volunteer
13.  Make 5 craft videos
14.  Try video blogging at least once
15.  Ride on a train
16.  Leave a $50 tip
17.  Bike the Centennial Trail
18.  Take a yoga class
19.  Post 30 lists (this counts as #1)
20.  Call my family more
21.  Stay glued to the TV the entire day of the Royal wedding
23.  Make macarons
24.  Send 30 hand written Thank Yous

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Back To Blonde

For the last six months I have revelled in the roots of my being (I let my hair be its natural color).  Natural hair led to long hair (too long) and very little styling.  I was Queen of the middle part and the occassional bobby pin. 

Last week I decided to lighten up - literally and figuratively.


And you know what?  I feel great and I've had a fabulous week!  If you're reading this, you should go get highlights.

I'm pretty sure when the bible says "Go ye therefore and teach the nations...." this is probably the kind of thing it's referring to.   Probably.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Scrap Fabric Hair Barrette

Rolled fabric flowers are all over the internet right now.  I have been wanting to make a hair clip for a while and Valentine's seemed like the perfect time to make a cute little romantic flower hair pretty. 


It is the easiest thing in the world.  You just need some glue (I used a glue gun because I didn't want to wait the extra couple seconds for fabric glue to dry), some scrap fabric, hair barrettes and any doo-dads you want to add.


(There's thread in the picture but I didn't end up using it.)

My fabric was torn - not cut - in about 3/4" strips.  This measurement doesn't matter at all, you could go bigger or smaller and it would still work beautifully. 

First glue a couple inches of the strip in half.


And start rolling.  Walter was being extremely helpful as you can see.


Glue on the center of another piece of scrap fabric.  I used felt which worked really well for this.


Twist the fabric and continue rolling it around and glue periodically to the felt.


After the flower is the size you want it, trim away all the excess felt.



Cut a wide strip of felt to glue all your flowers to, and another smalled strip to hold the hair barrette.


Glue the flaps of the smaller strip to the bigger one  just on one side so the barrette can slip in.


Glue the flowers to the side that you glued the flaps down.


Slip the barrette in, decorate and enjoy!