Thursday, August 6, 2015
Bittersweet photo!
Thursday, October 23, 2014
It's a scary time of the year!
Motherhood is tough, but some times just knowing that your kid is not the only one going through it...can be a huge relief on your heart. The one that scared me the worst ( with each child ) was the Night Terrors. There is just something about being woken in the middle of the night to your child screaming, that is scarier than any Halloween costume!
So get ready for this season Moms!
Good Night dear friends!
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Sunday, July 27, 2014
Lemonade....anyone?
Today Poppa and I stopped what we were doing and helped the girls do a lemonade stand for a couple of hours. We started off in the sun, but after 5 mins we realized our chocolate chip cookies were melting and so were we. So we moved over underneath our tree in the front and set up shop there. Not a ton of people in the neighborhood today but the ones who came were very nice and sweet to the girls. I made this lemonade stand a year ago for my work. It was fun to finally use it. Still they have used it for other things at home, puppet theater, movie and popcorn sells... lots of fun ideas if you have an imagination!
Even in the heat...they were having fun, and learning lots about business in the sales world!
Thursday, September 19, 2013
I love Fall!
From the time I was little... my favorite season was FALL. As my children were growing up and I was working part time with painting and selling at the big Fairs around, then naturally I had a lot of decorations that I had made for each season. Then over 10 years ago I started quilting and now I have almost a few things made for each season too. Each season my kids could not wait to put up the decorations for each holiday. As they got older, they liked it being up but weren't thrilled to help get the boxes out of the garage to put up:) Funny how that works.
The tradition has passed over with my grandchildren, they love all the decorations and remember each year, certain ones that are their favorites.

It was funny because the other night Lauren said, " Mom, we need to put up Fall decorations" I said "well, it is almost fall, but not till next week actually". She didn't care, she still put on the tea pot and make some hot apple cider, got a new sweater from the 2nd hand store and then spent the rest of the day and night hauling out boxes from the garage (by herself ) and totally set up Fall. I loved it, she (like when she was a kid ) got excited about all the things she started pulling out of the boxes. It was fun to see and a big help to me of course.
Anyway, the days are getting shorter and there is definitely a nip in the air...I love Fall too!
Good night dear friends!

Thursday, August 29, 2013
How to show up for your LIFE!
Good night dear friends!


Drop Your Story Your life interpreted through the filter of your story means that every negative thing that happens to you cements your downtrodden version of your life. Change your story and change what you start attracting.
Monopoly... not my favorite game!
First of all let me explain...when I was little I had 3 older brothers, and the one brother that I was closest in age to, is the one that I spent the most time with (obviously). However, we were as different as Night and Day. He loved to play board games...I on the other hand loved to be playing with blocks or creating something with my crayons and paper. Board games always made me feel BORED! But since we were always together, we ended up playing a lot of board games non-the-less.
Monopoly was my brother's favorite game, he was amazing at it. I on the other hand was always in debt ( to him ) or in Jail...so why would I want to keep playing that game over and over again?
In my defense...I was an energetic child and doing anything that required me to be still and sit for awhile, seemed like torture...unless I was creating something with my hands.
So when I read this quote the other day, it made me laugh. I remember my Mom telling me "Lynn, the rules are... if you start a game you need to finish the game", so I tried not to start too many of them with my brother who obviously was the KING of Board Games! :)
Yes, this was another childhood memory that needs to be recorded... in my defense :)
Good night dear friends!
"Nobody ever reads the
rules for Monopoly...
except when an argument
breaks out."

Monday, June 10, 2013
Did you have your C.O.C.?
I also have talked to 3 individuals who they or someone they know have been effected by Cancer. Wow, that has been quite a few just in the last 2 months. My heart breaks when they tell me, for I can see and certainly remember the same fear in my eyes...that I see in theirs. Life is full of lessons isn't it and it is also about choices.
Just in closing, let me tell you about one simple choice that I made 35 years ago today and how it has changed my life forever. 35 years ago, this young nice looking, college guy from church asked me out. I was so excited, I had been secretly been hoping he would asked me out, ever since his old girlfriend left out of town. ( I know that sounds bad and she was a friend of mine too but...still I wanted him to go out with me!!! ) And so he did, I can still remember sitting on our porch waiting to hear his car come up the road. ( Yes, I lived a mile up a dirt road, did I mention I was from West Virginia? :) As soon as I could see the car coming, I went back into the bathroom to triple check my hair and make sure I looked as good as possible. My Grandmother was sitting out on the porch, she wanted to meet this young man that I had been talking so excitedly about, for awhile. So she was the first person he met, we still laugh to this day because my Grandmother said later, that she liked him and she thought he was very handsome, even thought he looked like Tom Selleck ( the movie star ). The reason we still laugh about it is because my Grandmother was legally blind and deaf. So Jeff didn't really think that was a good judgement of a compliment! :) But she was right, he was a great guy and one of the best that I had ever dated, plus terribly handsome! And since my dating years began way...before they should have. I had dated quite a few guys before him.
Yes, that one little decision 35 years ago, lead to another date and another date ....until 4 years later, and then we were married! So I know it seems silly to celebrate the Anniversary of a First Date...but this wasn't any old First Date... it was the First Date with the man that I was going to marry for Eternity. Now that is worth celebrating! I still get excited when he is about to come home, still run in the bathroom and make sure I look my best...gee how fun to still be in love with someone 35 years later, actually I love him even more today!
So even though I might not have had the C. O. C., I did get the man of my dreams and that has made all the difference in my life and the life of our kids and now our Grandkids! Yes, little ( but good ) choices can lead to very big and good things!
So a good question to ask yourself tonight is .... Did you have the C. O. C. ? And if you did or didn't, how have the choices you made...been good or bad for your life? Just a thought!
Good night dear friends!
Friday, December 14, 2012
Christmas Spirit!
Good night dear friends!
I am the Christmas Spirit

I enter the home of poverty, causing pale-faced children to open their eyes wide, in pleased wonder/
I cause the miser's clutched hand to relax and thus paint a bright spot on his soul.
I cause the aged to renew their youth and to laugh in the old glad way.
I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood, and brighten sleep with dreams woven of magic.
I cause the eager feet to climb dark stairways with filled baskets, leaving behind hearts amazed at the goodness of the world.
I cause the prodigal to pause a moment of his wild, wasteful way and send to anxious love some little token that releases glad tears--tears which wash away the hard times of sorrow.
I enter dark prison cells, reminding scarred manhood of what might have been and pointing forward to good days yet to be.
I come softly into the still, white home of pain, and lips that are too weak to speak just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
In a thousand ways, I cause the weary world to look up into the face of God, and for a littlee moment forget the things that are small and wretched.
I am the Christmas Spirit! ~ E.C. Baird
"The real Christmas comes to him who has taken Christ into his life as a moving, dynamic, vitalizing force. The real spirit of Christmas lies in the life and mission of the Master....
"If you desire to find the true spirit of Christmas and partake of the sweetness of it, let me make this suggestion to you. During the hurry of the festive occasion of this Christmas season, find time to turn your heart to God. Perhaps in the quiet hours, and in a quiet place, and on your knees—alone or with loved ones—give thanks for the good things that have come to you, and ask that His Spirit might dwell in you as you earnestly strive to serve Him and keep His commandments" ~ Howard W. Hunter
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Christmas Miracle!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
A child at heart!
Yes, I love Christmas and everything about it!
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Residual?
I was talking to Jeff the other night on our walk about some struggles I am still having with my self image. Even though I have lost 19 pounds with Weight Watchers and have kept that off for 5 weeks during my maintenance, still because I am no longer losing, I am struggling with what I see in the mirror. I talked to my Weight Watchers teacher about it, and she gave me some ideas on how to work on that. But I think that Jeff said it the best when he said " Lynn, you have come so far from your past and childhood, but still I think it is only natural to have some left over RESIDUAL... that you will have to keep working on from time to time." After looking up the word...
This is a photo of my home where I lived from the time I was born till the age of 10.
The good memories... that was my Aunt Ina's home, we lived with her. She was really like a Mother to me, she protected me as much as she could. I spent a lot of time in the attic apartment where she lived. My grandmother Johnson lived right across the street a few doors down and her home was a safe place for me.
Bad memories... That was the home where my other grandparents came and visited a lot. My grandfather picked me up from this home. There was also a lot of racial conflict at the time 1960's and so there were riots and a lot of things like that going on, especially at night.
This is a photo of the building that used to be my Elementary School
Good memories...my best friend Kathy and I had a lot of fun together
Bad memories... I didn't do well at school and because of my abuse, paying attention to school was the last thing on my mind. So it was a place of huge stress! I seemed to survive in Art and Gym and that was about it. It also had a lot of racial problems in the school between the kids too, so daily I seemed to be in a fight before, during or after school.
Ritter park, a park near our home.
Good memories...Jeff and I spent a lot of time here on our dates! We came here as college students and hung out and played tennis. After Jeff and I were married and Amy was born. We had her Birthday party here.
Bad memories...this is the park where we had my Grandfather's family reunions some time, not fun!
This is a Root Beer and Hot dog place that we went to, it is a Drive In.
Good memories...it was always fun and I remembered how good the Root beer was. I especially remember how fun it was being in the car together as a family and doing something fun. |
So I guess it it true, life is full of thoughts, memories, fears and concerns. I am grateful that I have lost the extra weight, and I do sometimes look in the morning and see a healthier Lynn and one who looks more accepting. Still there are days that I look in the mirror and see someone opposite of that. So, I guess that means I still have some residual left and so I will continue to work on that each day! Life is hard but I do personally know, it is worth it! Thanks for going down MEMORY LANE with me tonight! :)
"Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Anchor Memories!
Good night dear friends! ( Of course that handsome little guy is my new grandson isn't he the cutest? Can't wait to make some anchor memories with him! )
Summertime is the perfect time to create anchor memories
I was sitting in a sticky fourth-grade classroom on a May morning in 1981. The subject was Boring 101 and I was acing it.
Then a voice from above shattered the monotony of math by inviting me via scratchy intercom to pack my things and meet my parents in the front office. I smashed my things into my “Alf” backpack and sprinted down the hallway like a prisoner escaping the "Green Mile."
My parents had already signed me out and were waiting at the front door of Rose Hill Elementary School in Charlottesville, Va. As an older child I might have been worried that something drastic had happened. Had my parents made good on their threat to send my brothers to reform school? Had the spaceship finally returned for my sister? But when you're 9, all you care about is getting off school property before someone changes their mind.
We stepped into the parking lot and I saw a glimpse of heaven. A red Pontiac Firebird sat in the circular driveway in front of the school. “Want to go for a ride?" Dad said.
“Are you kidding? Are ROLOs a food group?”
So began one of the most memorable days of my childhood. My father had been called up to a meeting at the Pentagon in Washington, D.C., and at the last minute decided to upgrade his Uncle Sam rental car from his own pocket to something a little sportier. He'd convinced my mother to join him for the day and to bust me out of school. I don’t want to exaggerate, but it might have been the single greatest decision of their parenting careers.
I was thrilled that my mother let me ride up front while she sat in the back and knitted all the way to Washington. While my father was in his meeting, my wide-eyed mother and I got a tour of the Pentagon from a man with enough metal on his chest to build a Zeppelin.
Later, on the drive home, my father felt morally obligated to test the upper limits of the speedometer. Because my father is no longer alive to defend himself and because my mother occasionally reads my columns, I will not report the actual speed. Let’s just say that the only time I’ve been faster in a vehicle, the bumper didn’t say "Pontiac." It said "Delta."
Yes, it was a memorable day. It was an adventure I remember with laser clarity.
It was an anchor memory.
Do you have anchor memories with your parents? Children? Siblings? They are the handful of key experiences from life that stand above all of the other Christmases, birthdays, school concerts and vacations. Those are all important and memorable, but most blur together through time and duplication.
What are my other anchor memories? Making a funny holiday video for our extended family 2,000 miles way. The night my father bought the first CD player when they hit the shelves at the local Sears. It was so big, I’m surprised it fit in the trunk. The only CDs they had for sale were by the Boston Pops and Lionel Richie.
My mother has made anchor memories with me, too. I recall the day President Ronald Reagan was shot and how my mother tearfully explained it all to me after school. She sat at a wooden frame in the living room tying an orange-and-green quilt and I sat underneath it eating peanut butter-and-jelly sandwiches. Many years later we drove cross country together and remembered that anchor memory while making another.
Anchor memories: These are the ones our children hang on to when life becomes a storm they do not think they can survive. They are the anchors to family when we are tossed violently across the ocean by choices, temptations and the countless winds beyond our control.
Anchor memories: I wonder if my own four children think they have any yet? Would they name a vacation? A blanket fort in the basement? A trip to the zoo? Ice cream in their PJs?
Or would they struggle to think of a time I didn’t have my phone to my ear or a manuscript on my lap?
Anchor memories: Will you make one this summer? Maybe two? Will you turn off your phone, your job and the white noise of adulthood to share an experience your children will remember in 10, 20 or exactly 31 years? Will you create a memory too big for a scrapbook?
Will I?
Read more of Jason Wright's words here:
"Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things." ~Pierce Harris
"We do not remember days; we remember moments." ~Cesare Pavese
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
We will be best friends forever!
Last night Angie had her Monthly SLEEP OVER AT NANA’S. It has become a real important event, especially since Jenny was born. It seems like they compete about everything, so this is one night and day that Angie and I have alone. It shouldn’t be too long before Jenny gets to come over for her SLEEP OVER WITH NANA. Today was even extra special, because it snowed! We don’t get snow here very often so it has been a real treat for all of us. Usually a sleep over involves a movie and popcorn, making some type of craft, cooking something and just basically hanging out together. Today we decided to watch a Christmas movie. ( oh come on, I know it’s over but…there is snow outside, my Christmas decorations are STILL up and she is only 5 and loves Christmas as much as her Nana does) . Sooooo we watched this one called A GOLDEN CHRISTMAS. I don’t want to ruin the movie for you ( I know you are going to run out and rent it right away)
but I need to share with you one part. It is the part where a 9 year old girl and a 10 year old boy are friends and spend a whole summer together at a camp, before they part to go to their homes, they made a time capsule out of an old lunch box. They put their treasures and memories in there, and then they never saw each other again, until…. oh I don’t want to ruin it for you!
But the point is this….after the movie Angie REALLY wanted she and I to make a Time Capsule of our own. So that’s what we did for the next little while. We found a tin can, cute but not as big as a lunch box. Then we put things in there that we liked …her favorite couple of rings…because we both like jewelry, a homemade Christmas ornament…because we both love Christmas, a rubber squid….? not sure about that, a decorated box… because it looked like it was a treasure, a heart from Build a Bear…to remind us to always share with Others, a bracelet and a few other precious things. Then we wrapped up the box and buried it in the back yard, we had to be careful where to bury it …because all of our family pet Guinea Pigs are buried out there too!
Then we did a pinky promise and next we wrote it on the calendar to dig it up on Christmas this year. That seemed like a LONG time for her. The last thing we did was she whispered in my ear…You will be be my Best Friend Forever! I repeated the same to her.
I love doing this type of things with my kids and now my grandkids! I love that we really do get to stay best friends forever. I am glad to know that Families are Forever! Someone once said to me…you are a great Grandmother! Well, I really should be…I missed soooooo many things like this in my childhood, that I have always strived to give it to my kids and grandkids…actually any kids I meet. I think they should feel like the most important person in the world to someone. I think they need to feel LOVED! I think they need to enjoy their childhood, I miss that I didn’t get one. So I will strive the rest of my life to make sure that every kid I meet has one with lots of wonderful memories, and knows that they are important to their MOM, NANA, AUNT LYNN, SISTER LYNN or whatever they call me. I really think that can make a difference in their lives…for the better.
So the truth is …I get a lot from all these special moments too! I get new wonderful memories, new friends and family and a LOVE that is FOREVER, I hope I never let Angie or any kid down in this area of my life! It is vital I believe. Yes, childhood is the best …or should be! Thanks to all of you who have shared your family with me! I truly do love all of them! Being a Grandparent… is just ICING ON THE CAKE!!!
Good night dear friends!
“The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remaining over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves” ~Kahlil Gibran
“It is never too late to have a happy childhood” ~ Tom Robbins
"The soul is healed by being with children." ~ English Proverb