tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195144735112607272024-03-17T18:34:57.775-07:00The never ending adventureand so the story continues...from this blog you can go to my garden, stove, family and friends and never stop laughing ... Keep it SimpleUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger567125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-60780800586468138042024-03-06T13:59:00.000-08:002024-03-06T13:59:43.469-08:00And here we are 2024<p><br /><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Well it is 2024 and this dear year has really tried my patience. But first a bit on how the family is doing. The most important person is the Bean my granddaughter sit down this will hit you hard but she is 7 years old. SAY WHAT ! I do have to say that I believe she is going to turn out to be quite like her Yaya. More about her as we get reacquainted. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcbUwF2xc8qIU144R2LNf4_sbtNrps1olhh-EicTPjfOPBRgmyzrZUFgoqVj6UQKyqAUT6QHeKXp6-Q3BHN8d7kb4V5360vOu-AHAIWnRyhoPWCfw20PEDP0tsTSv0IHyMDAhu25YsuZVJ9r8mlUUyvQb4PohKYpVvfjGw5VF7Bn63H4qhrm66gQnqWiwp/s1920/IMG_20230529_213838_362.webp" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcbUwF2xc8qIU144R2LNf4_sbtNrps1olhh-EicTPjfOPBRgmyzrZUFgoqVj6UQKyqAUT6QHeKXp6-Q3BHN8d7kb4V5360vOu-AHAIWnRyhoPWCfw20PEDP0tsTSv0IHyMDAhu25YsuZVJ9r8mlUUyvQb4PohKYpVvfjGw5VF7Bn63H4qhrm66gQnqWiwp/w113-h200/IMG_20230529_213838_362.webp" width="113" /></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The youngsters are doing great Heather and Chris still up in Oaktown rocking that place. Christopher has gotten promoted a few times with in the Berkley School District and Heather between mamahood and Hairdressing well she to rock that bay area. And what do you say about that little Nugget my Bean she is 7 can you believe that time has passed so quickly. I think I will blame her for my lost time off line. There you have it.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Now let us travel up PNW a big change. The chosen one Hank and Linzie have moved to the beautiful state of Washington. The change took time but they did all their research and that was the spot. The result they are so Happy and that is what every parent want's. The have a new baby Lemmy my new Granddog and he is a hoot. I have spent time with him and that is another post of it's own.</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> They purchased a home for a 1/4 of the price of California and why not. The state is beautiful, less political bullshit and so many wonderful things to do. I am enjoying the things I have discovered up there and will post about them all. But for now the most important thing is they are so happy.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Well it is already March and what I have been through is more than I can put into this post. But my life is about to change drastically. I do not know when, how or why .... ok I know why but that is not the point. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">You all know my other websites and I am gig to try to get them into one place not a small task but one that I can do. With that Happy New Years for the last 4 plus years.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsogRQz9w2kzkxCAoRrvb4YyH3dtbubrOv8WTdih386vqaIOfzRHNc-QxGIeVV9OP8cSGajIXogkvdOfal4atR8qDie8ksiqgrgrXhy-2OchPtg3wH_x-NwIoLFhHzuFUvmiXT9vp6QFA__47fp6uiSO-U3VXIENwYagWGe33wIPlCyn8vkJwNZz84_mUB/s3264/PXL_20230717_182654392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="1836" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsogRQz9w2kzkxCAoRrvb4YyH3dtbubrOv8WTdih386vqaIOfzRHNc-QxGIeVV9OP8cSGajIXogkvdOfal4atR8qDie8ksiqgrgrXhy-2OchPtg3wH_x-NwIoLFhHzuFUvmiXT9vp6QFA__47fp6uiSO-U3VXIENwYagWGe33wIPlCyn8vkJwNZz84_mUB/s320/PXL_20230717_182654392.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Let's Go ! </span></span><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-84077679534109417072020-12-28T14:23:00.001-08:002020-12-28T14:27:04.818-08:002020 Not So Bad<p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKUFS3G5sLk/X-pU_c1aOQI/AAAAAAACM5o/pAOSnRnKTeE1Sa4elSvGv5wMIZKpHc3pACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/MVIMG_20201009_110707.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKUFS3G5sLk/X-pU_c1aOQI/AAAAAAACM5o/pAOSnRnKTeE1Sa4elSvGv5wMIZKpHc3pACLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/MVIMG_20201009_110707.jpg" width="150" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />As we put a close to this year of amazing changes in our own lives as well as the lives that surround us let's try to put a positive spin on 2020. But first let's take a look at what has happened. At the beginning of the year we were all running around zippin here dashin there. Then as February flew by March brought us a new delima. We were facing a virus that we had yet to understand the impact it would have on our world as we knew it. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdR54-hKgIE/X-pVaUzKdPI/AAAAAAACM5w/9yhy38c9PmQ4TqFpWP-SLG_7JV4TUK4bQCLcBGAsYHQ/s3648/DSC00664.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2432" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdR54-hKgIE/X-pVaUzKdPI/AAAAAAACM5w/9yhy38c9PmQ4TqFpWP-SLG_7JV4TUK4bQCLcBGAsYHQ/w133-h200/DSC00664.JPG" width="133" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Businesses will never be the same and some will never recover. Families have lost loved ones and we all know someone that lost the fight with Coronavirus. I personally lost the first 6 months of 2020 to my battle with Lung Cancer it left me physical and mentally lost. A Blur I would say. I never once denied the virus or its impact on society. We lost Lu my Mother-in-love this year and it was tragic. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Then comes the tragic death of George Floyds. Yet again here in America we are faced with our own ignorance when it came to racism</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> and prejudice. The fight continues. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We have become a spoiled and ignorant country who seem to think we are the greatest. We have so much to learn. I know it will not be learned in my lifetime. Hopefully my children and their children will. The same children who are unable to get an education due to that nasty virus and our ability to not go to any length to make sure every child gets what he or she needed. It will be labeled as the generation that can not spell or read. No fault of theirs or their teachers' Let give a tremendous thank you to those front line people who teach our children from their own home everyday. A thankless job due to the 70 % of parents who just do not give a s****. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4jiJERc0dM/X-pWB3DZ8WI/AAAAAAACM54/6Pnzbl96Srcy_pJOaKp6zbaMcv3HE4GGACLcBGAsYHQ/s1998/IMG_20200330_205748_149.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1998" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4jiJERc0dM/X-pWB3DZ8WI/AAAAAAACM54/6Pnzbl96Srcy_pJOaKp6zbaMcv3HE4GGACLcBGAsYHQ/w108-h200/IMG_20200330_205748_149.jpg" width="108" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />Let us be grateful for so many things like Zoom that has kept so many people able to communicate with family. Workers to continue being gainfully employed because they can do their work from home. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">What I have seen this year in my own world is families coming together at the table to enjoy a meal. Taking your children for a walk, camping, board games and connecting in ways you never imagined you did without. Have you noticed all the things your children have taught you in the last year? </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><b>So lets be grateful for ......</b></span></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We have all become incredibly aware of all the front line workers that have worked tirelessly to help those in need. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The Food Bank, Church's and Community Centers that have made sure we all have food to eat. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The Farmers who have given their food to us so it does not go to waste. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To the Market's and stores and the workers who have kept the shelves stocked and clean for us. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To the teachers who work to keep our children educated.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The firemen who put their lives on the line to keep us safe. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To the neighbor who came to see that you were ok.</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To everyone who said a prayer for you even if you did not believe in the power of a prayer. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To the person who made you smile today even behind a mask. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To everyone who has shown up to help in any way they can. </span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To all the YouTube Videos you watched to learn something new. </span></li></ul><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWi1r_Z6wlg/X-pbqBhG9LI/AAAAAAACM6I/uBkYdpgHStAzIMnJ6AiyzE4_KybtfujdACLcBGAsYHQ/s2015/christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1511" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWi1r_Z6wlg/X-pbqBhG9LI/AAAAAAACM6I/uBkYdpgHStAzIMnJ6AiyzE4_KybtfujdACLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/christmas.jpg" width="150" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />The list goes on it is endless the things we an be grateful for. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Thank you 2020 you were a year for the books ! </span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-54475935103564173742020-11-23T14:42:00.000-08:002020-11-23T14:42:53.878-08:00Back and Catching Up <p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SK0AAvBDN0c/X6BdRa4_bJI/AAAAAAACDK0/m7IvmV0_j3s83MKWZR1GIYnPn0LQuHFCACLcBGAsYHQ/s150/Canarella%2B4.5_%2BCircle-01.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="150" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SK0AAvBDN0c/X6BdRa4_bJI/AAAAAAACDK0/m7IvmV0_j3s83MKWZR1GIYnPn0LQuHFCACLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h200/Canarella%2B4.5_%2BCircle-01.png" width="200" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />I had no idea I had abandoned my Blog but sure enough I did. The Cancer and the Covid took me for a loop. After the cancer I have decided to close my Jam Business and truly retire. I still do a lot of preserving food and my website with all the recipes is here. </span><p></p><p>Come by <a href="https://canarella.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Canarella</a> if you need any tips, tricks or recipes for preserving food. I have everything from canning, fermenting, dehydrating the list goes on and on. </p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p>I just made some delicious Three Bean Soup yesterday for the long winter coming. That is kind funny to say here in Southern California. Today I am working on some <a href="https://canarella.blogspot.com/2011/05/lemon-marmalade.html" target="_blank">Lemon Marmalade</a>. The lemons and oranges are from our own garden. </p><p><b>Citrus Pride Jam So the next question for Lani is:</b></p><p>What will you be doing with your time? </p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xaQLX3-Xqg/X6bGU-pVIZI/AAAAAAACEyo/N2F7Ij4K54cupQnRDJVsYkCsg6mP8LvfQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1832/image000002%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25282%2529.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1832" data-original-width="1374" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xaQLX3-Xqg/X6bGU-pVIZI/AAAAAAACEyo/N2F7Ij4K54cupQnRDJVsYkCsg6mP8LvfQCLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/image000002%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25282%2529.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Getting back to doing my usual stuff but a little less since the cancer and this virus are insane.<p></p><p> The cancer is in remission and the Heart Disease well it is what it is. I have torn myself out of the "There is no Future" to the reality of "Each Day is a Gift" But the hair Good Lord I look like one of my chickens. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yoKz_PZ7qik/X6Bbzs5LYkI/AAAAAAACDKg/WqYMF5GHZFg35t9KcsDxfgJ5ptVxOzjPwCLcBGAsYHQ/s4592/DSC04883.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="4592" height="133" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yoKz_PZ7qik/X6Bbzs5LYkI/AAAAAAACDKg/WqYMF5GHZFg35t9KcsDxfgJ5ptVxOzjPwCLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h133/DSC04883.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><p>Let's talk quilting it has been a hobby of mine for over 15 years. I love it. I started when I was working in Camarillo over 19 years ago with a fellow employee. It was at the time one of my just can't say "no" times. I took the class with her an she vanished right after. Go figure I found something I loved.</p><p></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NQuq_I5IRyQ/X6BcUt9BAMI/AAAAAAACDKo/bW4LUVQLwDIoaCKi15KyAr_TBcVmQbRpQCLcBGAsYHQ/s4592/DSC04870.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="4592" height="133" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NQuq_I5IRyQ/X6BcUt9BAMI/AAAAAAACDKo/bW4LUVQLwDIoaCKi15KyAr_TBcVmQbRpQCLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h133/DSC04870.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">So off to quilting I went. Met my teacher Miss Rita and never looked back. We have been quilting once a week ever since that glorious<span> class. The quilt above in the picture is one I started years ago with scraps of material from all the quilts I have done and more. </span></span><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span>It turned out much bigger than I ever expected but that is ok. Since then I have finished 3 others. Hey, now that I have decided to slow down I have lots of time for quilting and I got a new sewing machine. Fancy Pants here! </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p></p><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ls7K6TzJkeE/X6KxRiimFeI/AAAAAAACDPI/zE9BeMKbNigV0_Ghrmj1pwjC8D9ABdEfwCLcBGAsYHQ/s4592/lawnrased.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="4592" height="133" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ls7K6TzJkeE/X6KxRiimFeI/AAAAAAACDPI/zE9BeMKbNigV0_Ghrmj1pwjC8D9ABdEfwCLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h133/lawnrased.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><br />The garden is doing great since last we talked I have a new raised garden well 2 new ones. One is on the lawn and the other on a patch of dirt close to the kitchen. Good for need it now vegetables. Grew some great tomatoes this year and saved plenty for seeds for next year. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The big addition to our household is chickens. Yup after a long 10 year wait they are here.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ak4EU0tW1qo/X6VTo5wkR8I/AAAAAAACD5I/Ou9p4dh_A-AGBjJVRFCAKItqcoyMuJCFACLcBGAsYHQ/s915/image000003%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="915" data-original-width="686" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ak4EU0tW1qo/X6VTo5wkR8I/AAAAAAACD5I/Ou9p4dh_A-AGBjJVRFCAKItqcoyMuJCFACLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/image000003%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><br />The Chickens ! They have been named by The Bean and that is Cece, Olaf, Anna and Elisa now where did these names come from? Funny thing is that I am havng to get more use to them being around then the opposite. Soon fresh eggs and that is the whole idea they are cute but not pets. They are money savers. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">They have a beautiful home lucky birds ! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwBuo2Pg1Pg/X7w5W2wTYfI/AAAAAAACFRQ/uQ4lEqdWXR0_6xrqrG4Y0a8Ur7rn1MJxwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_20201004_133942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwBuo2Pg1Pg/X7w5W2wTYfI/AAAAAAACFRQ/uQ4lEqdWXR0_6xrqrG4Y0a8Ur7rn1MJxwCLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/IMG_20201004_133942.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><br />Oh crap my Pa (hubby) bought a fishing boat he retired a few weeks back and decided to go back to the sea. He had a boat prior to meeting me for about 10 years but sold it to pursue a new hobby. Roping. </span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Looks like there will be more fish recipes on my <a href="http://heavymetalspatula.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Cooking Blog</a> soon! </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-52221711511247138382020-10-23T06:38:00.002-07:002020-10-23T06:38:53.819-07:00Let us get back to normal-ish<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1CLIgWstcXo/X5LY4EQd6cI/AAAAAAABpDk/aDXTJMpWHjscFAvID2S9NqS_ueJJ1ivxgCLcBGAsYHQ/s915/image000003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="915" data-original-width="686" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1CLIgWstcXo/X5LY4EQd6cI/AAAAAAABpDk/aDXTJMpWHjscFAvID2S9NqS_ueJJ1ivxgCLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/image000003.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />Well people I have had quite a year this 2020. We started off with the cancer then low and behold last week after not feeling so great went to the ER and now have been diagnosed with Coronary Heart Failure. Oh yeah! But this being what it is we are just going with it. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">With the Corona going on it has made it so hard for everyone to adjust. Many of you like me are waiting for things to go back to the way they were.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">No it will never be the same. But we can make it better. How you ask ? Well being home sure does give you a lot of time to do stuff examples you ask</span></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Gardening</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Cooking</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quilting</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Calling a friend on the phone</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sitting don and writing a card to a friend or loved one</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Reading a good book</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Spending time outdoors</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Journaling</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Organizing</span></li><li><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Purging the house and garage</span></li></ul><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The list is endless !</span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">This is just a few. When the pandemic broke out I was going into Chemo so I had no desire to go out any way but now well now I want to do all my stuff just like before. Luck me I have an acre of land to play on and have been out there gardening. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H96-VkvUuEY/X5LZQC25E9I/AAAAAAABpDs/Hb7doSaBmugKK0gA8VLrcnnloIpf0dbGACLcBGAsYHQ/s342/image000004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="342" data-original-width="342" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H96-VkvUuEY/X5LZQC25E9I/AAAAAAABpDs/Hb7doSaBmugKK0gA8VLrcnnloIpf0dbGACLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h200/image000004.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />Another thing I started with everyone in mind was Simi Valley Seed Savers. I am sharing seeds to be planted around Simi Valley. Also, I am going to do monthly Seed Saver Open Houses here at my home once the virus is under control. This is so that everyone with extra seeds or needing seeds can exchange and get together. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I think Free is the key word here!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I have returned to my quilting this is a hobby that I get so much satisfaction from. I have had to struggle to do it in the past few years because everytime I started to sew or meet my quilting cronies something always stopped me. Now I have made a commitment to get back to quilting. I missed it so much. I even invested in a new sewing machine The old one was from Montgomery Wards oh lets say 1980. It was a workhorse and did a lot of work. Great thing is they took it for a trade in. There is a sewing shop called <a href="https://www.kingdomsewing.com/" target="_blank">Kingdom Sewing</a> here in SImi been here a long time and is still the lace to go locally. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Hubby (Pa) retired that is such a blessing. He worked hard all his life and deserves a little </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">He Time!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2d5vYU1rJ4/X5LcIwSIq0I/AAAAAAABpD4/qYA9bfLXUGQ-e92VyGs8AV-0ksWHFGUHACLcBGAsYHQ/s4592/DSC05025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="4592" height="133" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2d5vYU1rJ4/X5LcIwSIq0I/AAAAAAABpD4/qYA9bfLXUGQ-e92VyGs8AV-0ksWHFGUHACLcBGAsYHQ/w200-h133/DSC05025.JPG" width="200" /></a></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">That will be an addition to the Blog. He got himself a new boat to go sport fishing fun. Note the only picture I took while looking at it was of a kitty in watching us. More to come. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Well this seems like a good amount of information to get you up to date with Laniville. Have a blessed day ! </span></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-9825593991703461992020-03-12T14:21:00.001-07:002020-03-12T14:21:21.580-07:00As promised Chemo Update <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I do realize this a bit late but let me tell you people that Chemo is the WORST thing I've ever experienced in my life! I would not wish it on the devil himself!<br />
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The first day of treatment I was gung-ho a real little warrior but day two and three not so bad a bit nauseated but made it. If I could remember The next three days I would tell you but they are a blurr!<br />
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I could not talk, eat , walk or in any way communicate for 2 weeks or more. Then came the weakness unbelievable. I am down 30 pounds and feel ever part of that. So that is the bad news. On a lighter note ...<br />
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Next week we go in for treatment two oh yippee. I know I am a very positive person but this cancer thing is really a mood killer. My husband God Bless That Man watched from afar and walked around this house as if it were a museum. I truly believer he was so scared. But with out Pa I do not know how I would have survived.<br />
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Not to mention those two children I gave birth to. Henry and Heather Anne called Pa ever day as I could not communicate for a while. They have been their Hank has taken me to doctor's appointments. Heather Anne has sent care packages that put me into tears of joy. And that little Bean and the honesty that comes out of kids mouths is just what I need ever time I talk with her. She always puts a smile on our faces. Especially Pa she holds a special place in his heart.<br />
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Now lets talk friends. I have so many wonderful people in my life. For two weeks all I could do was repond to any texts with an emoji of a bed. But the cards and notes of hope were amazing. I have gotten bags of books and books on CD. I get amazing care packages from mystery people and they touch my heart. I have always been a very independent person and no matter how independent I think I am my friends rock my world.<br />
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I know I promised to keep you updated but this is a tougher road then I ever imagined but with all of you your friendship, love and prayers I will make it through this.<br />
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Thank You Everyone you are in my prayers of gratitude and love daily! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-78120598405226564982020-01-30T09:52:00.003-08:002020-01-30T09:52:57.637-08:00Two years to longYes ,yes ,yes it has been two years since I have graced you with my adventure. So you may ask yourself what the Hell has Lani been up to. Too much people let me condense the last few years. I started this Blog in 2008 the year I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. 11 + years ago. It went on and I trudged through so many things. You shared my hardships and my triumphs.<br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Most of you know through Instagram that in 2010 I started to Preserve my food. A talent and chore taught by my Grandmother Lois Irene. Well in 208 I went official and made it my business. Rightly named <a href="https://canarella.com/">Canarella</a>. (Get it Cinderella = Canarella) For the last few years I have been selling my Jams at Farmers Markets and local small stores and venues. It has been a great adventure that has actually turned put to be quite a delicious adventure and many customers later we are still here and getting stronger everyday by just Spreading the Love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Our next milestone was the birth of what has turned out to be one of my ( Heather Ann's) major accomplishments. Harper Lily Albeck my first granddaughter. I was honored to babysit her for her first 16 months and now she is 3.5 and a wonderful little princess. With a tutu for every occasion.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">I have planted many a seed in the yard as big as it is. Gone thu many an Aussie, 3 Canaries, the kids have grown and married perfect partners. And Pa and I have a wonderful blessed life to enjoy. I have a few blogs one I am so proud of it <a href="https://heavymetalspatula.blogspot.com/">Heavy Metal Spatula</a> where I have taken everything from Nanny Lilly to my own Mama recipe and compiled them in to one Blog that has NO Advertising and all the Old School Recipes you can imagine and I am still adding to that weekly if not more. Now we get to the latest adventure you will be able to go thu with me right here as we move along. I will have to give you the story of how it all came about. Rather then click to a new page let's just put all the information right here. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">I have been diagnosed with Lung Cancer. Dammit right when life gets easier. But I am going to take you along for the ride. The reason you ask this way everyone can stay up to date on my progress and prognosis and have a lot of fun an maybe gain some knowledge. I have this positive attitude and a strange sense of humor. So no need to worry about wa wa times we will walk through it all together. </span><br />
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It is Lake Merritt in Northern California. So once I got settled I decided to take a nice walk around the lake. Now I am familiar with the Lake so the walk would be a no brainier you would have thought.<br />
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Let us get started I will just do a bit of a mosey around the lake and feel the freedom and fresh air. I love Oaktown!<br />
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I do not think I could have picked a nicer day. Children screaming, beggar's beggin', geese a shittin' and a vast array of suitcase musician's. <br />
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That picture there to the left yes that is me on yet another diet that wanted me to take a picture. Shit first off my posture sucks. Next is that a sports bra or and old do it your elf sweat sash! And what am I looking at ???? And seriously the baseball cap backwards. Ok New Kid on the Block!!! And last but not least who the Fock took my Ass!<br />
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This list is endless you could actually search this blog for <b>weight</b> and so many post are about that shit! I still have that same <strike>13.5</strike> <strike>15</strike> 20 pounds that I want so baldy to lose. Well to be honest when I first got married I got happy and made it up to 173 NO SHIT SHERLOCK! Let me find a picture somewhere possible..LOL<br />
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I am not going to bore you with the details of all the lost diet's of yester-year. Some won some lost but all in all the weight just kept comin' on back. I think the weigh felt the love. I am going to skip right into the present. Rather than keep saving all my size <strike>5</strike> <strike>7</strike> ok ok 9 pants I might just embrace the Senior look of the elastic high waist-ed Mom Jeans. Or go to Lane Bryant and get some Elastic Capri's.<br />
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Ok this is going to be an ongoing story. I now fly up to Oaktown to take care of my little Bean. That would be Harper Lily my first human grandbaybay.Yes, that is her in the photo bald and barely able to know what the hell I am doing! Her face says it all.<br />
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My Bean will be mentioned in many post's but I so need to to talk about flying in the airplane to get up North. I am not a willing passenger but for the Bean I will do <strike>"most"</strike> anything. So every other week I fly to Oakland to babysit this little Bean. I fly <a href="https://www.southwest.com/">Southwest</a> and they are probably the easiest and most convenient airlines and the prices can not be beat.<br />
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So this is the most of the window view you will EVER see when I fly. Once I see the tires move and the tar-mack down it goes. So this trip was super special. OK I get on the plane snag my seat the last seat back of the plane inside seat so I have control over the window shade!!<br />
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Ok and we are off. About 15 minutes into the flight Window man is suspiciously quite then there it is. "The Smell" What the Baby Jesus is that smell ??? Ok it is just a little gas Lani just relax it will dissipate! Oh Hell NO it goes on the whole flight. What can I do I am trapped dare I get up to go to the bathroom and we get into a situation and I do not have my yellow vest in case of a water evacuation!!! My coffee ... OK yes I drink coffee on the plane it calms me!!!! Don't Judge people this is my story!!!<br />
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Now we have landed and I smell like a land fill but that's ok he will go on his merry way. Oh no it gets better he is smiling at this woman and she does a little wink and nod. Well comes to find out they are married. No shit and she knew better then to sit by her stinky ass husband. You think she might have warned the fellow passengers! They looked so happy as I walked away wilted from the whole experience!<br />
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My grown children, Let us start with the Alssems' That would be Heather Ann and Christopher. Now granted prior to Princess Harper Lily being born to us they went to bed at no later than 8pm and yes I thought this strange of a young hip Oaktown couple but it was what it was. Oh, please do not get me wrong they can and do go out with the best of them and have a good time. Now lets us come to the present day with Baby Harper Bean.<br />
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The Bean has always been from what information I have been given a good night sleeper. The parents have a routine. I only know of some of the secret routine not all the details. Anywho they start the "routine" at 6:30 sharp not 6:20 not 6:35...... 6:30pm Sharp! All I see is the three of them disappear up the stairwell POOF all three are gone. I hear laughter, singing daddy and mommy chatter to the wee one then a bit of grumpy Baby Bean then Silence !!!! Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse!<br />
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I am left down stair's with my favorite Netflix show on what ever is streaming at the time. No light's, limited volume I have gotten really good at TV Lip Reading! Once I was on the phone and all I saw for about 20 seconds was Christopher's head and SHHHH .....lol Wait it gets even better I was in the bathroom and of course was going Pee Pee and I flushed I came out of the bathroom and on me like a fly to shit was Mommy with "No Flushing" now I get it but she scared the rest of the shit out of me ! Well I am tired just writing this these kid's keep Yaya very busy and I love it! Who knew a year ago I would be back at work in Oaktown no less. <br />
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Ahh the memories of Babyhood I just love it. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-60240309409264544592016-11-17T11:35:00.002-08:002016-11-17T11:35:18.141-08:00Seven Year ItchyDownsizing is that word or a job? Heather Anne and her Hubby Christopher Robin seem to think it is. Now in all honestly Christopher does not say much but the face is telling it all. Ok ok so I do have to admit the 123 Starbucks coffee stoppers was a bit much but that was my Mommy's idea she thought we could make Christmas tree's out of them. Alright so she has been dead 3 years. No issues they are gone now. I laughed so hard I peed my pants.<br />
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Pa and I just went on our first vacation in 7 years. No shit we really took a good look at our lives and where we are headin'. I think we are going to flip a bitch and go in another direction starting in 2017 or so. So many of us wait until it is to late to make change and enjoy life while we still do not have to use a walker, life alert or just hope the kids come visit! Alright enough of that. Please have no worry we will live in the home we are in until we are very old. er<br />
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So vacation you say we went to Sacramento and Paradise here in California. in Paradise we had a mission to go see my Granma's grave and leave a bit of my daddy with her. I had not been back there since I was in the 10th grade at her funeral. I spent many a summer up there with her. She taught me how to sew and so many other great hobbies. <br />
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Oh and this part of the stpry is so koo-koo I wanted to go drive by my grandma's home I have so many great memories of things we did. Well Never I say never do that! I was so fricken excited turn left here honey righthere ok ok it is right there on the ....holy shit...... there in my Grandmother's yeard was the Family from Deliverance. yes no shit they had 4 teeth total for 6 people and they saw us cruze by slow and got up and headed toward us while the other kin' went for the home. Pa told me to loose the camera and lock the door's. Oh Honey it is not that bad let's go back by. He is such a gift that Hubby of mine! Back we go and there by the front gate is Ma and her son by her 3 cousin second removed staring at us <br />
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We were able to have dinner with our cousin's in Davis. Now Davis there is another stranger than strange town. It is a college town and that is great but shit bike city. And trust me they have the right of way even when they don't. We left the restaurant after 9 and there were many a student and local alike that were how do you say Wasted.... Oh we drove 7 miles an hour avoiding bikers and drunk students and forgot to ask Cousin Carol how to get to the freeway. Good Times!<br />
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So when we got home which was the whole point of this story the kid's Heather and Christopher had a staycation at our home. That is when the conversation started with "You have a lot of "stuff" Mom!' They are of the Minimalist Generation have no more than you need. Good Concept but not in my reality!<br />
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I had Harper down for her last nap and Mama came home. Delightful ! We are chatting and she decides to go up and check on the baby girl Merritt (their dog) gets up and shake's his head. The ears fly and make an noise like a helicopter taking off! <br />
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I am well into my second week of my new job and I do say it is quite delightful. My little angel darling, beautiful, brilliant, soft, cuddly, sharty, burpy, talented, giggly, rolling granddaughter is holding up well with Yaya taking care of her. She seems to enjoy the time we have.<br />
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So far I have not <a href="http://golanigo.blogspot.com/2016/09/harper-training-day-two.html">locked my self out of the home</a>. Yes that was one of my previous post's. I have a key I wear around my neck. I put that thing on the minute I wake up it takes priority over coffee and hygiene. And I check my neck all day even though I know the key is there.<br />
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Now lets talk walks. We have a routine. When we get our first grump on we head out. We have a Hill let us just call it the Morning Hill up up up we go. We are mostly quiet in the AM the coffee has not quite hit me yet. Ok once we hit the top of the Clucking hill it is the driveway challenge time.<br />
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By this we mean we look up the other Clucking hill and say let us just go to the first driveway back down then ok next drive way and on. Now their are some morning I just say Cluck the driveway's and sing about what adventure we will come upon today. I am sure most of the on looker's that would be neighbor's must say "Who is that lady ? " Strange but whatever! <br />
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" Oh shit John here comes that lady with the horrible voice. But oh what a spirited old fart!!" Now the kids think I take such long great walks but to be honest half of it is just to catch my breath! And do not let me get started on the outfit which does not change much. Sweats and Old T-shirts once Harper is more aware she can buy Yaya new clothes. I look like a very poor old lady ! Yet I am fitting in to my Oaktown Tree Huggin' environment! <br />
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Well had to get this written today I am off to the airport to get back to work. The Adventure continues!<br />
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Harper sent me home ! What a delightful three day's. I followed daddy around like a little shadow. Ok honestly like a hyped up talking machine. But I was able to see what needed to be seen to help when I come up early Winter and become the Ga-nanny.<br />
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Oh yeah Baby I passed the Granma test and starting November 1st I have the honor of taking care of that little Bean every week till June. What a gift.<br />
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Now after a few weeks Mama and Daddy may have had enough of me but I have the plan all figured out. I will watch the little bean and then when they get home I will run down to my room and hide. Actually Uncle Henry Allan and Aunt Lulu took my sewing machine up there.<br />
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With Halloween coming I get so excited I have my couch decorated it is the one thing that gets me going. I usually have a Halloween Party the weekend before just so neighbor's can gather and socialize. Hope I can swing it this year! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819514473511260727.post-74089461819084708262016-09-16T09:15:00.000-07:002016-09-16T09:15:04.623-07:00Day Three Then Home Yaya <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is where I spent most of Training Day 2 in the garden. Oh shit I am delighted to get in the dirt any time any yard. Right now I just want to stay out of the way and do what ever when asked.<br />
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So I prepped the potato area , planted some milkweed, trimmed the cactus and popped some cutting in the fricken gopher holes. God Dam Gopher's. But Yaya has a cure for those little assholes. Daffodils so when you see new holes plant a bulb hey why not the hole is already dug! Bam Garden Magic.<br />
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Oh and our first Grandaughter Stella got a new home today. Very sad but she needed more attention. But her new guy Uriah is super nice. And he was very excited to get this little vixen. Will Miss You Ms. Stella Oh Tear!<br />
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But Mama came home and off to dinner we went. The spot is <a href="http://swansmarket.com/">Swan's</a> Marketplace this is just one more reason I love Oaktown. This whole block was established in 1869 and connected California to the railroad once established. Such history this place never seems to let me down when it comes to discovering some thing or somewhere new to go.<br />
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Ok baby all wrapped up on Mama and we are off. Can you tell by the look on Mama's face she is so happy to be with her baby Harper!<br />
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All in all this was a great day for everyone. My favorite part of the day is when Mama comes home. Only because I love to see the bond between the two of them.<br />
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Tomorrow Home Bound and with that why hasn't my hubby called me shit he must be having fun or something. I did ask he claimed brain damage!<br />
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Well day 2 here in Oaktown. We lived through day 1 and all is well. Mama had a big day at work But Yaya had a bigger day with Daddy and the Bean. After a heated and long conversation with Stella about how this whole house hold works we got started. I will give you a pictorial countdown make's it faster.<br />
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First thing we had to bid A Dew to Mama. I cried .... Harper had no clue that her Boobies would be gone for the day and she would have to latch onto the damn bottle. <br />
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I did feel a bit like a fricken pain in the ass but like we said yesterday it has been a while and we need to get it right. Good to know that Heather is a big singing rhymer so is Yaya. I do say I did come up with a great song in the bedroom to rhyme with The Cow Jumped over the Moon. Now I am a schedule person but did not write down the naps, feeding etc yesterday because I did not want to miss even a minute. <br />
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<b>Lesson one</b> "Latching" I do so love to learn stuff and latching is one important subject. We learn how to lean and latch the chemical's boobie protein that are in Mama's boobies milk I watched that milk go down like it was the last bottle on earth.<br />
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Then it as burb time her little face was so serious and I could just imagine in that little kepee "This is How you Do It" I kept hearing the old rock song. <br />
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<b>Lesson Two</b> : Exercise Time this is neck endurance and her little neck she holds it up so well. She use to be like a little bobble head. Harper loves looking out the window up stairs in her parents room. We spied on the worker yesterday while he was putting cement in a pole. <br />
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After Yoga time and then daddy decided it was time to leave the 2 hooligans alone for a while and go take a swim. Off on his bicycle her went helmet and all! <br />
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Well my little Harper Lilly how abut a nice walk?<br />
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SO first things first we just finished a bottle. Yaya's cell phone is in her pocket and we have a stroller to walk. No panic Daddy won't be gone that long so were golden. Wait a Minute let's call Daddy and let him know with no stress we are locked out but we are Ok. Hummm but I do not want to leave the front of the house with the key's dangling on the front door behind the Mega Screen Door! So message left and looks like we will be walking back and forth with in a 24 step area but Harper has no clue she jut wants to walk.<br />
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This home is a fortress if you lockout you are locked out until help comes!<br />
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So dad did make it home and he asked how everything went. I did look puzzled was he not upset ? Ahh he knows all is well with Yaya NOT Papa does not check his messages and had no clue we were even locked out... No Shit but really it was not a mega emergency and besides that he was on his bicycle so I do have to laugh imagining him riding in the fast lane on the freeway to get home to save us! I will be getting him a horn for his bike.<br />
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I had a fantastic day and have ot say I am so very grateful to have this little bean to watch and she is so blessed to have two of the greatest parents in the world.<br />
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Note to self Do not talk so much! xoxo<br />
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Today is a BIG day I start training to take care of our little bean Harper Lilly. I need to be trained it has been a little while since I have taken care of a little bean. Last night while snuggling in my bed in the Ga-Nanny quarters I could not remember what the hell I did when my kids were little? Shit they were little for a long time. I could go through pictures to jaunt my memory so all in all a training session is good. <br />
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This is my trainer Papa Christopher! Good Daddy but I will have to Pull that bean off him. He loves his little girl!<br />
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They Ok when I say <b>they</b> and I am up in Oaktown it means Heather and Christopher "The Parents"<br />
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So this little Bean is 3 months old today! Wow time flies when they live out of town.<br />
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Ma and Pa have made a decision to fly me up to Oaktown (Oakland) every week from Tuesday to Friday to Babysit. I am beyond thrilled to be able to spend this precious time with my little Bean is beyond great.<br />
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First year moments like<br />
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Talking to Yaya<br />
Teeth for Yaya<br />
Rolling over for Yaya<br />
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Peek a Boo for Yaya<br />
Sing with Yaya<br />
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Learning to talk like a truck driver like F@(@)## Yaya no no no not really <br />
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The list is never ending like the Adventure will prove to be. Plus this will give me practice for the next Grand-baybay comes. Probably years from now but a girl can wish! Now keep in mind that this was not an easy test for me. I had to buckle up the trap (mouth) every time I came to visit. That is super hard for me as we all know I can make coffee nervous. And I remember very well how I did not like my parents or any adult to tell me how to take care of My Babies<br />
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Alright mama left for work and my job begins. I will follow Christopher round all day and be a BIG pain in the ass. Well my new job is three day's a week three weeks a month. Hey they are flying me up here another thing I need to adjust to. Gee who is the bigger baybay??? Harper or Ga-Nanny. <br />
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I do so love my Watercolor class but I also as usual have issues. It really comes down to a tit for tat. I love watercolor I go to class and the canvas takes me away. I had this life long desire to learn to watercolor so I grabbed my partner in crimes and joined.<br />
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Linda our teacher demo'd all the stuff and I went in with a gusto. Not sure if this would be the right fit for me I did not give up. We always seem to get a good laugh and memories out of what ever we do.<br />
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Linda even went so far as to go to a drawing class also and she was good.<br />
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So off we go to the <a href="http://www.ci.simi-valley.ca.us/index.aspx?page=249">Simi Valley Senior Center</a> yeah yeah. To start it was not easy there are some really talented people in our community. Look with a little guidance I can do most anything but alone with my own guidance well not so good! Two thing I did very well Drink and Talk!<br />
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Moving on and to get this post done with out keeping you here all day... I have been painting since 2011 and so enjoy where it takes me. My real point in this post is to get you to pick up a hobby if you already have not.<br />
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Well this year I did enter my paintings at the Fair and did ok. They are now on display at the Senior Center. <br />
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So between the Canning, Quilting and the new Grand baybay Harper I should be able to stay busy. God Bless<br />
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Well today's Wednesday Why is Why is this little bean so fricken cute. I want to formally introduce you to Harper Lilly Albeck. Proudly brought to you by Christopher and Heather Jassem-Albeck<br />
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NO Yaya I do not want to be on the blog! Oui Vey!<br />
Ahh but my little one you will thank Yaya when you get older and the only thing they can find on the internet about you is little cute embarrassing baby pictures and stories. <br />
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I will document all our fun times, story times and giggle attacks because my little one We Will Laugh. I have so many things I want to do with you that you may have to spend all kinds of time with Yaya and your Granpa!<br />
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He will have you on a dirt bike and hunting before you know it. Shhhhhhh do not tell Mama or Daddy! <br />
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Good to see you are sitting up and listening to your Yaya!<br />
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So when my Little hooligans were young a woman gave me a poem and I have kept it close because it reminds me of how grateful I should be. Here you go ! <br />
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For the teenager who is not doing the dishes but is watching TV,<br />
Because that means she is home and not on the streets.<br />
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For the taxes that I pay,<br />
Becuase it means I am employed,<br />
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For the mess to clean after the party,<br />
Because it means I have friends.<br />
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For the clothes that fit a little to tight,<br />
Because it means I have enough to eat.<br />
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For my shadow that watches me work,<br />
Because it means I am out in the sunshine.<br />
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For a lawn that needs mowing, window that need cleaning and<br />
gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.<br />
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For all the complaining I hear about the government,<br />
Because it means I have freedom of speech.<br />
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For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot,<br />
Because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.<br />
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For my hugh heating bill,<br />
Because it means I am warm.<br />
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For the lady behind me in chrich that sings off key,<br />
Because it means that I can hear.<br />
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For the pile of laundry and ironing,<br />
Because it means I have clothes to wear.<br />
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For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,<br />
Because it means I have been capable of working.<br />
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For the alarm that goes off early in the morning,<br />
Because it means I am alive.<br />
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For to much email,<br />
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The best times I remember are with friends. Charlye and I use to go every year back in the day when I worked at KHAY we would grab a plate of curly chili fries and cop a squat and say not a word.<br />
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Not much has changed since then . I still go with a loved one and enjoy every minute.<br />
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This is not your normal corn dog my friends this is a Italian eating an Italian Sausage Corn dog. <br />
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As a woman who has grown up, aged, developed, matured, put mileage on. Humm, nice way to put it. Now that I am a person who has more time to enjoy the things I so love to do I find that as long as no one else throws much more drama I can develop my hobbies. I have many a neighbor who have hobbies and I so admire these woman. Jesus and some even work full time.<br />
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First and foremost my canning. I do so love this. My granny did some mean ass canning. She was of the Mormon Faith and I do believe it is a part of their thing to keep a good stock of The World is Ending Supplies. Well with that I have been able to get super creative with my jam's. I have some super flavor's that people truly love and are surprised at the taste.<br />
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Gardening a given for anyone with dirt and hands.I have 1 acre and it would take to long to show you all the stuff I have done. From the good to the just and darn stupid. Oh and the What the Hell happened to that?????<br />
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You know I have had a tremendous amount of loss in the last 5 years. 5 immediate family members and a best friend. Now only last week we had to put our horse down. No shit. Today I am so sad and miss my sister Casey so very much. The thoughts of her gone always bring tears to my eye's. Yes, those kind of tears that make you do the cry-hick-up. You know.<br />
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And most important she made me laugh so f*&^& hard. We would always always always Pad up. Yes we had to wear pantie pads. We would laugh so hard we would pee.<br />
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Yes it is time to get posting again and I swear I have told you this a few times in the past 4 years. I use to be a blogging picture taking fool. Well I'M BACK<br />
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Look who is Pregnant yup out Little Ms. Independence what a surprise. Look at poor Mr. Merritt below her look so confused.<br />
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Well with so much happening this 2016 Year I do not know where to start. I do have some sad news my
Daddy and his Wife Mommy #2 have passed.<br />
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Dad was going on 90 and had a
grand life. Lynn his wife that was just a F**&^% tragedy one week
later. Still trying to wrap my head around that one.<br />
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But they were married for 42 years and through good times or bad they stuck it out. God bless them both!<br />
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My friend Kathleen gave their Dog Mia a grand home. The home came with two loving parents and three other pup's to play with. I am so very blessed to have family and friends who care so deeply about. <br />
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Check out this picture of my baby brother Pace how cute is it. He is going through Cancer treatment right now. Throat cancer BUT he is going to be alright ! <br />
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Well enough of the whole tragedy shit. Life is good. We have gotten enough rain to get my yard back to normal. Everything is in bloom and the fruit trees are overflowing with buds. Every where in the yard thing are blooming. Even the Whatever Tree up top that has been in the ground 10 years has a few blooms!! A garden Miracle!<br />
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See Ya! xoxoUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0