When Did You Find Out?

Our Christmas routines as children were almost always the same. On Christmas Eve night, we would go look at Christmas lights with my grandparents and when we returned, Santa had always arrived. Yes, we always just missed him, but he sent wonderful messages to my parents about how great of kids we were. Then, overnight, he would come by again - and, of course, we would miss him again.

The Christmas of my second grade year, Michele and I were ready to stage a strike. We had deduced that this trip to see Christmas lights was what was keeping us from meeting the big man in the red suit - and this time we wanted to hear the words from him ourself. So, I remember vividly standing in the kitchen of my parents' house talking to mom and dad about our request to stay home - their response was shocking. (and one we still give them a hard time about). They proceeded to tell us the "truth". We were stunned and near tears. Clearly, this discovery didn't happen naturally - we tried to hang on to any shred of hope we could. OK, so Grandpa and Grandma bring the presents on Christmas Eve night - but surely Santa still comes overnight. "Right?" It was just a few months later, that, while driving over the Mohawk River bridge (amazing how you can remember these 'defining moments' with such vividness) we proceeded to drill Mom on the reality of the Tooth Fairy, Rudolph, and the Easter Bunny. You blow one, and all of a sudden the reality of the others is shot too.

So, this post is written with timeliness. Twice now, my son has asked, "Is Santa real?" this week. The first time was followed up with, "because Savannah at school says he's not" (evil child...). The second time, with all the kids including cousins in the car was followed up with, "because Traig doesn't think so either". So, when we got home, I pulled the boys into the bathroom and had a secret chat with them. I explained they could believe what they felt was true in their hearts, but not to ruin the fun for the girls. They agreed. Late last night as we drove to our annual Christmas snow laden retreat for a week (I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am right now...) - we chatted with Brayden all about St. Nick - how and why he gave out presents, the spirit of Santa and such. (Mikayla was asleep). Bless his heart, Brayden simply said, "When I grow up, I want to be Santa to others every day." I guess if the innocence is going to be lost, this is the best you could possibly hope for. (A far cry from what Michele and I went through - I should have added that year to our Christmas Calamities list!).

Here's a picture of our Sunriver crew taken last year (minus Michael, he'll get here tonight...) Looking forward to a lot of fun new pics this year-

Nothing Screams Christmas Like an MRI

Presents purchased and wrapped - check
Cookies baked and delivered - check
Advent devotions read faithfully to the kids - check
Spinal MRI done - check......

It just doesn't really fit in, does it? But, that's how life works. Today I got to experience my first MRI - and join the ranks of the rest of my family for high cost, high technology film work to be done. I wasn't at all aprehensive - I'm not claustrophobic and frankly the idea of being still for 45 minutes was kind of exciting. I only "swallowed" once, the MRI folks gave me huge praise (and guessed my weight a good 15 pounds less than reality - thanks for the Christmas gift!), and the experience felt like a little bit tighter and less warm - and a lot louder - tanning bed.

Most of you know the reason behind the MRI. I've been diagnosed with both a herniated disc and then degenerative disc disease in my neck over the last 5 years (in laymen's terms, it means the padding between my discs is deteriorating - a kind of arthritis). Since the accident I was involved in year and a half ago, the pain and headache occurences have been about 4 times worse (based on frequency). So, I was adviced to get a real good look at what was going on before the claim is settled. My MRI is the least concerning of the ones my family has experienced.

By timeline - here's the reasons for their radiology visits:

January 2000 - We're in Honolulu as our family of 3 for John's work. Things were just not what we wanted them to be, we were not pleased with the company paid for hotel and the feel of Honolulu vs. Maui. (In other words, we were acting like spoiled brats). Everything changed on that first Sunday when Brayden (at nine months) "checked out" with his eyes and tongue twittering and him not focussing. We tried to dismuss the first experience, but by the time the second happened fifteen minutes later we were panicked - trying to get to a doctor as soon as we could. It happened twice again - the last time in front of the clinic daughter and they sent us to an incredible Women's and Children's hospital. It was there that he received Cat Scans, MRI's, MRA's, EKG's, and an EEG. He had had seizures, that was for certain but what had caused them was a great mystery. A brain tumor? - unfortunately, my first heart breaking conclusion, but fortunately the first thing to be eliminated with the Cat Scan. Epilepsy? - we didn't know if we should pray for that, as it is a terrible conclusion, but better than others. Meningitis? - the spinal tap eliminated that. A hole in his heart? - no, that looked great. How about a stroke....and yes, our nine month old boy had indeed suffered a minor stroke. Future tests eliminated any pre-disposition for it to repeat itself - and I think Brayden is as healthy as it gets. What an amazing experience to have been through - and to be able to praise God indefinitely for.

February 2002 - Mikayla is 2 months old and all of a sudden we notice her right cheek looks quite a bit larger than her left. We went to the doctor unconcerned, but he had no answers. Neither did the facial specialist. Before we knew it, Mikayla had had x-Rays and an MRI to determine what the mass was beneath her cheek. Was it benign? Was it muscle cancer? Folks weren't sure even after the tests had been done, so we were sent to the biggest hospital in the state. The surgeons were eager to cut her open and investigate - the only way they could be sure. Of course, this would involve cutting her entire cheek open and potentially damaging nerves that would forever affect her smile..... but if it was cancer....... The case was going to be reviewed by another doctor and I remember being in the car when I received the call that the doctor was adament against doing surgery - and simply wanted to follow up every few years. I guess she's due for that follow up MRI this year, but at this stage in the game, the mass is completely unnoticable. We'll perhaps never know why, but we're thankful for the results.

May 2004 - This story is still so new, I'm sure everyone knows it. John got his chance for special radiology when he was admitted to the hospital for a blood clot. The ultrasound showed one was lodged in his calf, but Cat Scans also showed a lung full of blood clots. Long story short, he had a terrible case of pnuemonia, and only one small clot in his lung. Combine that with his jaw being wired shut, looking like Hannibal Lector, it was not an easy time. We honestly thought we might be losing him that night - it makes me tear up to write about it.

God is good - that's all I can say right now.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Two Close Calls

On Friday, our activity on our Countdown Calendar was to watch "Polar Express". So, knowing the cousins were coming to visit, we hauled in Brayden and Mikayla's mattresses into the living room and made a huge slumber party nest. It was cozy. During the movie, Nati made an announcement, "I've lost my tooth!". Indeed, she had managed to wiggle out her first loose tooth. (Ironically, Brayden lost his first tooth a couple of weeks ago - I swear, those two are somehow twins, born a year apart and to different moms, but twins nonetheless!). So, the movie was interrupted for awhile with rapt discussion as to how the Tooth Fairy would find Nati away from her home and how much money she should expect.

Fast forward to the next morning. The kids start rousing, then suddenly, they remember the surprise they expect to find under Nati's pillow. As Michele is lying two feet away, asleep on the couch, the kids open the envelope and I think to myself across the room, "Surely, Michele has already taken care of this...". The final envelope is opened (Nati wrapped it in two) and she finds.... her tooth... Just as she starts to express her dismay, Michele bolts upright and with shocked eyes and husky voice comes up with a reason the Tooth Fairy must have been delayed. Bless their hearts, the kids all had a different theory as to how this could happen ("maybe there were so many kids she didn't want to leave it out here because one of us might have found it first!") Michele then suggested they hide it again in a safe place and see if the tooth fairy would find it after Nati secretly whispered the location aloud. What do you know, but it was discovered the Tooth Fairy had arrived an hour later with a note apologizing for the delay, "but Nati, everytime I tried to take the tooth, you stirred, so I didn't want to risk you seeing me". Clever, Michele. Crisis averted, Nati was pleased as punch.

Then, later yesterday, Michele was working on Letters from Santa based on letters the kids had supposedly sent to Santa. She was cautioning me on being discreet (when I mistakenly nearly had Mikayla re-sign her name - Michele scolded me that the kids believed these had already been sent, oops!). Then, as Michele had nearly finished her task, Nati bounds in and says, "What are you doing with those, Mom?" Ever quick on her feet, Michele said, "Oh Nati, I really need to get these sent to Santa, huh? Can you help remind me?" "Sure, Mom" was her response - and she obliviously goes on her way. Whew #2 for the day!

Can you imagine how Michele would do as a spy? Good thing for our country that she's just a teacher....

A Series of Christmas Calamities

When it comes to horses, I have no fear. I have been raised with them around, and I feel very comfortable with them. This is a bit surprising when one considers what they have done to me over the years. I have a scar right by my jugular vein from where a horse bit me (she just wanted to eat, and I wanted to brush her....), a different horse that I was riding behind my dad slipped on a mountainside - my dad hopped off, but the horse and I rolled over together three times down the hillside, but it wasn't her fault. I've also been stepped on, bucked off, and kicked in the rear end - and those times, it was their faults! But, I don't hold on to these fears - I figure the worst has happened, and nothing more should concern me.

And, so it is with the Christmas season. What follows are a list of Christmas calamities that have occured in my lifetime with my side of the family. A superstitious person would think we are not destined to have good Chistmases - I don't think that way at all. In fact, Christmas to me, is like an annual vacation that one takes at home and lasts for over a month - and I think my kids are picking up on that too which brings me tremendous joy. But, this is quite a list - and I can't help but hope that it is done.

1973 or 1974 - directly prior to Christmas, my Grandfather Doug sustained a brain aneurism. It's a miracle he survived.

1975 - while dealing with 3 year old twins, a brand new house her and my dad built, and the stress of the season, my mom's body stopped working. On Christmas day she was admitted to the hospital where she spent over a month. She ended up having 2/3 of her stomach removed to combat a type of Chrohn's disease.

1977 or 1978 - my grandma Diane was very sick with cancer and died right after Christmas

1978 - I came down with Chicken Pox on the last day of school before break (I remember asking the school nurse about the itchy red spot). While I suffered through Christmas, the rest of the class got an extended break due to the incubation period hitting them later (including Michele).

1982 - The dog my dad and mom had gotten right after they were married had to be put down (by my dad....) on Christmas morning.

1987 or so - While burning the pizza boxes from our traditional Christmas Eve dinner with Grandpa and Grandma, they started a flu fire. Dad had hoses going towards the chimney, the fire dept. was called - but, fortunately, there was no damage.

2001 - My Grandpa suffered his second major stroke that we knew would take his life on Dec. 22nd. He took his final breath on Christmas Day.

2002 - Exactly 51 weeks after the absolute love of her life went to Heaven, my Grandma joined Grandpa after a blood clot in her leg led to a heart attack during the recovery after the succesful surgery.

I know everyone has their sad stories. Ours just seem to frequently happen in December! I'm so glad I can trust that God is in control and we don't live a life based on fate, coincidence or superstition. With that being said, let's continue to celebrate!

Build a Bear

First of all, incredible party, Susan. Your house is amazing - I love how cozy and inviting it is. And, the kids are thrilled with the haul I brought home!

Yesterday I got to spend the day up north celebrating Lisa's daughter's birthday at Build a Bear. It was a lot of fun, and I have to admit, there were a few ulterior motives I had regarding hitting stores not down here, the outlets, and the decor of the mall. I didn't end up getting home until 8:30pm. (Good thing I wasn't the one responsible for bringing the guests home!).

Mikayla ended up picking out an Angel outfit for her bear - who is now named "Angel Allie". She's really sweet. While I was there, I saw a Seattle Seahawks outfit and new instantly I had to get it for Brayden. He had previously asked why he hadn't ever been able to go, and I knew it would be a huge hit as that has become his favorite team. I'm not sure why, although I think he's taken a liking to Washington thanks in part to Hollie's family moving there. I figured he'd be thrilled, but that was an understatement when I brought it out of the bag. He was ecstatic. He slept with the guy and wanted to call his best friend at 7 this morning to tell him about it. Tonight, he just figured out that his "bear" is really a Golden Retriever - now he's even more in love with his stuffed buddy. There's such an innocence about the whole thing - it just warms my heart. I snapped pictures of them both asleep with there buddies this morning....

Biting Off More than You Can Chew

The other day, my neice Nati came into the living room clearly uncomfortable and holding her mouth. Her dad happened to notice her, and before we knew it, she had managed to dislodge the food in her throat and spew it on the floor. Apparently, she had decided to eat some jerkey, and had bitten off more than she could chew.

That concept got me thinking about how often I do that in a figurative sense. Particularly during the holiday season. One year, we decided to go on a trip to Leavenworth the weekend of Thanksgiving. Mikayla was young and the trip was long, but our company was enjoyable despite some obvious disappointments with lack of snow. That same year, my Grandma passed away the week prior to Christmas (I'm going to devote a whole blog about the calamaties our family (my parents) have experienced during Christmas - it really is wild that I am so in love with this season despite so many heartaches...). When Christmas day arrived, I remember just feeling relieved I had gotten through it, and glad to be able to consider I'd have a fresh start the following year. Of course, sometimes we can't control what happens around us, but often the Christmas season involves a lot of choices we do make, and perhaps it's good to ask what benefit they really have in their lives. For us, that was the year we decided there would be no traveling prior to Christmas except for the trip we take with friends to Sunriver. It just took too much out of us. Sunriver, on the other hand, is the 6 days prior to Christmas where everything has already been done, and it's time to just soak it all in. Aahhh, I can't wait.

As I'm writing this, I'm doing a self-evaluation of how well I'm avoiding "choking" this year. So far, so good. I know I choose to do a lot, but with a lot of prior planning and preparation, it's been predominately very fun - even the 5:30 am runs to Walmart to prepare for a Gingerbread party for Mikayla! Best wishes in your pursuit for the ideal holiday season for you and your family.....

Here are some pictures of our tea - obviously, Ellie really digged the hot cocoa-




Here are pics of Mikayla's 4 year old Gingerbread party - with a tea and gingerbread house making. It was a lot of fun.

Our Annual Bowling Bash

This is the second year in a row our Bible Study has chosen to celebrate the season by bowling. It may not be the traditional holiday adventure, but it's a hit. Lisa's daughter was so excited she took the alarm clock into the bathroom with her so that she wouldn't miss when the big hand hit the 7 - the designated time they told her they would be leaving to go "balling" (as she calls it). When we arrived at the alley, it was crowded, and it took a lot of time to get our lanes, shoes, and games paid for. We were wondering if it was all worth it, as many of the adults were feeling pretty worn out - but as soon as we got to our lanes, the fun definitely began. The little boys had a lane, the little girls, and then the big girls and boys.... We were all criss-crossing back and forth keeping the toddlers out of the way and helping the kids throw the ball. Brayden managed to sabotage one of Stephie's throws by throwing his ball all the way across his lane and into the gutter of the womens' lane during her turn. (Actually, I set him up to it, as I was in the lead and Steph was starting to get her groove.... (just kidding!)) Certainly, the kids had a blast, and so did I. I scored the second highest out of everyone at a whopping 115. Clearly, we're all on the way to the pros league!

I Love You Dad!

Today is my dad's 58th birthday. I am so proud to be his daughter. John is honored to be his "son in law', and be able to call him Dad. And, as you'll read below, Brayden and Mikayla absolutely cherish any time they get with Grandpa.

There are many stories that Dad has told of experiences he's had in his life that should have left him dead long ago. These stories leave goosebumps on my skin whenever he repeats them. He should have drowned in a canal, been paralyzed in a ravine, or died in a free fall from a mountain climb, but God wanted him to be alive to be my dad, and I am so thankful....

My dad is:
filled with wisdom, but never comes across condescending
extremely talented, but so humble
very strong, but definitely not afraid to show me his tears
capable of an infinite amount of love for all of us, but never smothering
one of my biggest cheerleaders in life, but never the one I felt I had to impress
a man of tremendous integrity
a guy who defies any male stereotype about "not-communicating" (it's a good thing I married John...)
a great fisherman and hunter, but we're still waiting for more proof....
a tremedous husband and partner to my mom
and my friend - and I now how rare that is.....

DAD, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!

And, here's some comments from the kiddos....

Brayden thinks Grandpa is so special because:
"He helps me try to hit a pop can with a bb gun (sorry mom!)"
"He shares his stuff with me"
"He shows me he loves me by the way he plays with me"

Mikayla thinks Grandpa is so special because:
"He plays with us"
"He reads stories to us"
"He spins me around"

Advent Wreath

This is for Carly's behalf. Here's the Wreath we came up with using the tree limbs from our back yard and perhaps $6 in merchandise from Michael's. Today I started a really good Family Devotional with the kids - and hopefully I'll be able to actually follow through until Christmas.

Show Me the Fever!

Brayden has had a bit of a cough lately - and has been quite tired. I talked to him last night that there might be a chance of staying home if it didn't improve. Big mistake. He woke up tired and cranky and 5 minutes before we were to leave for school he talked me into staying home.

I had some plans for the day, but nothing that had to be changed because he stayed home. So, off we went to meet John to sign something, go to WinCo for gingerbread house candy for Mikayla's upcoming party and Bello to repair the damage Mikayla did this weekend to her hair with scissors. (her face is now "framed" with layers....). I am realizing just how lucky I am to have just Mikayla to run errands with because my experiences with an additonal kid along (Brayden - or cousin Nati yesterday) have sent my blood pressure soaring. (This is a medical fact, as I went to see a doctor immediately following my trip to Target with Nati and Mikayla and it was very high.... it could also have to do with the very painful headache I had at the time...). These are some of the comments that were repeatedly uttered from my mouth at various volume levels that make me so proud of my ability to be a good mom....

"If you had been listening, this wouldn't have happend!"
"It's not all about you!"
"That's enough!"
"I've had it with this behavior"
"Seriously kids, I'm about to cry, please stop."
"You are part of a family, I'd like you to start acting like it."

Needless to say, it wasn't an ideal day. Added to this list were also these phrases:

"I love you guys so much"
"Are we all better now?"
"Thank you so much..."
"You guys are doing a fantastic job together"

The negatives outweighed the positives today, but even after a serious discipline consequence with Brayden, he assured me he was still happy he stayed home. I, on the other hand, will need to see a temperature above 100 degrees the next time he tells me he "has to stay home" - Or, maybe not. Maybe the look in his eyes, the ideal of a happier day together, and the notion that he won't be 6 forever will have me saying "OK" again........

Bogey the Beagle

I am pleased to publicly announce the arrival of Travie and Stephie's newest arrival - Bogey the Beagle. As the pictures indicate, he's absolutely ADORABLE. While Sydney is probably close to 30 pounds now, Bogey is just about 6 pounds. It's funny, that just like having a baby, adopting a puppy brings about fast moving changes. I find myself saying, "Oh, I remember that stage, it'll pass quickly, don't worry...". Right now, Bogey plays hard and sleeps hard - he's only about 8 weeks old. But, despite this age and despite his size, he has no hesitation in holding his own with our Sydney. They play, and play, and play - with this fierce bark coming from this tiny little dog as he'll grab on to Sydney's ear or nip at the underside of her belly seeking to take any advantage he can in this "David vs. Goliath" match-up. It's so entertaining. Of course, Travie and Stephie are incredible parents- what a great life this little dog will have! Congratulations!

An Entertaining Holiday

We had a couple of really funny moments these days surrounding Thanksgiving and the Day After. Here's my attempts at describing them:

--During Thanksgiving breakfast with my parents, sister's family, and our family we asked Mikayla to do the prayer as she had learned a cute song during pre-school that they sing to give grace prior to having snack. It was adorable, and we thought we might let her do it again and join in during the dinner meal prayer.

However, Brayden had different plans prior to dinner and asked if he could pray. We said ok and what follows was his dialogue with God as we tried desperately hard to not laugh out loud.

"Dear Jesus, I don't really have a prayer for you, and this song isn't really about you, I can't really remember the words, but here goes: (singing) 'Over the River and through the woods to Grandmother's house we go. The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh'... and that's all I know, Amen"

--Very early Friday morning, Mom met us at my house to take off for store #2 in our shopping marathon. As it is tradition, Michele and I were preparing to have our pumpkin pie breakfast. Michele asked Mom if she'd had her pie already and this was her reply:

(Laughing) "Well, last night I took an Ambien. When I woke up this morning, I discovered the pie plate from the pumpkin pie empty in the bathroom. Apparently, I'd polished off the last 3 pieces and took a bath. I have no memory of this happening. So, yes, I've already had my pie for the morning......"

--Finally, last night, Sydney had done something minor that had alarmed John. His initial "off the cuff" response was "Oh crap, dog" (which is about as nasty as John's vocabulary gets these days)... Without missing a beat, Mikayla scolded Sydney as she ran off by saying, "Oh crap, Dog!" I guess you had to be here, but it had us in stitches!

Hope your holiday had it's own share of special and entertaining moments!!

(Here's some pics of Thanksgiving day including 3 generations of women in the kitchen, 2 little girls interested in taking over Grandpa's job, and one thrilled "Traig" awaiting Thanksgiving dinner!)

Images of the Day Before Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is such a special holiday because there is still so much promise ahead. I definitely feel the let-down after Christmas, but with Thanksgiving... it's just the beginning of the fun. Today has been a wonderful Thanksgiving Eve Day- surprise gifts given, surprise gifts received, family around, a PRECIOUS Harvest Program with Mikayla's pre-school, and lots of food preparation with Michele and the kids. Here are a couple of pictures - I especially like Sydney's efforts in helping to bake!

Almost The Most Wonderful Day of the Year

This is one of my favorite cards - I hope it comes up clear enough to understand...


What follows are the "ingredients" to a successful all-day super shopping spree for myself, my sister and my mom. Perhaps they might serve helpful to you, but no matter how you spend your Thanksgiving and "Day After" holiday - I hope it's wonderful!

1. Prepare accordingly. Scour ads the night before and prioritize your shopping trip based on opening times and priority items. Wake up early as needed....
2. If one must torture their body to wake up at such an uncomfortable hour - pamper it with last night's dessert. Have gladwear containers, plastic cuttlery and Reddi-Whip available to eat on the way to your first destination. As needed, aim Reddi-Whip directly into mouth.
3. Take cell phones with you - and take them into each store - turned on.... (can you tell we've had problems with this in the past?)
4. The first one succesful in finding their prize items within a store should then volunteer to stand in line. Shopping can be continued by the other two - but at least the first has reserved a place in line.
5. When choosing a line, consider the pharmacy, customer service and jewelry counters. In Target and Shopko, always stay to the aisles to the left (as you are facing the check-outs). We've seen the lines to the right all merge into one - with only a couple check-outs to accommodate them. It's sad...
6. Make a point to secretly share the good fortune of a well-chosen line with one merry shopper stuck in a bad line. It feels good.
7. Plan for a caffeine infusion at about 9-10:00. It will be necessary.
8. Plan for protein of some sort to offset the caffeine and sugar you've previously poisoned your body with as needed.
9. Bring a calculator to sort out who owes what for who took the bill for each store... for us, it requires a major in calculus.
10. Save all receipts, it may be necessary to repeat this kind of day in reverse the day after Christmas!

Beaver and Duck Unite

This moment was captured by my brother-in-law. A little before-the-game bonding between Uncle John and Niece Ellie....too cute.

Laugh Out Loud...

It's rare that something cracks me up so much that I can't even read it aloud without losing it laughing. This was one of those finds, compliments of an email sent to my sister. Hope it makes you laugh like it did me....

FALL CLASSES FOR MEN
AT THE LEARNING CENTER FOR ADULTS

REGISTRATION MUST BE COMPLETED BY November 30, 2005

NOTE: DUE TO THE COMPLEXITY AND DIFFICULTY LEVEL
OF THEIR CONTENTS, CLASS SIZES WILL BE LIMITED TO 8 PARTICIPANTS MAXIMUM.


Class 1
How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays --- Step by Step, with Slide Presentation.
Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

Class 2
The Toilet Paper Roll --- Does It Change Itself?
Round Table Discussion.
Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours.

Class 3
Is It Possible To Urinate Using The Technique Of Lifting The Seat and
Avoiding The Floor, Walls and Nearby Bathtub? --- Group Practice.
Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours.


Class 4
Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor ---
Pictures and Explanatory Graphics.
Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.

Class 5
After Dinner Dishes --- Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen Sink?
Examples on Video.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning
at 7:00 PM

Class 6
Loss Of Identity --- Losing The Remote To Your Significant Other.
Help Line Support and Support Groups.
Meets 4 Weeks, Friday and Sunday 7:00 PM

Class 7
Learning How To Find Things --- Starting With Looking In The Right Places
And Not Turning The House Upside Down While Screaming.
Open Forum.
Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours.

Class 8
Health Watch --- Bringing Her Flowers Is Not Harmful To Your Health.
Graphics and Audio Tapes.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.

Class 9
Real Men Ask For Directions When Lost --- Real Life Testimonials.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM Location to be determined.

Class 10
Is It Genetically Impossible To Sit Quietly While She Parallel Parks?
Driving Simulations.
4 weeks, Saturday's noon, 2 hours.

Class 11
Learning to Live --- Basic Differences Between Mother and Wife.
Online Classes and role-playing.
Tuesdays at 7:00 PM, location to be determined

Class 12
How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion
Relaxation Exercises, Meditation and Breathing Techniques.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

Class 13
How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy --- Remembering Birthdays, Anniversaries and
Other Important Dates and Calling When You're Going To Be Late.
Cerebral Shock Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.


Class 14
The Stove/Oven --- What It Is and How It Is Used.
Live Demonstration.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.
Upon completion of any of the above
diplomas will be issued to the survivors.

Don't Tell Me...

First of all - CONGRATULATIONS Hollie on your new arrival! I imagine you are having so many overwhelming feelings of love and exhaustion right now. Hang in there and have fun!

So, in a past blog, I wrote about spoiling my fun of watching the premiere of LOST by reading a spoiler. It was a bummer, but I got through it and learned my lesson.

Today, I read in the newspaper something that, I will admit, has me tempted. But I'm writing this to you all so that you can hold me accountable to not get sucked in - and to ask in advance that no one give me "spoilers".

One of my absolute favorite days of the year is the DAY AFTER THANKSGIVING. It makes me happy just to think about it. For as long as I can remember, my mom, my sister and I have all joined forces to hit the stores as early as 4:30 am. (Generally, more around 6, though) We have so much fun, spend a ton of money, make more progress every year we do it - and probably value it more and more for the fun that it is each year. I'll dedicate a day to talk about our details later. However, all of this description is an effort to explain how important the day is - and also how important Thanksgiving night is - just to discover what amazing deals there are out there to embrace before dawn.

So, now I'll tie it all together. Tonight I read that some college punk has already accessed those precious store ads and has a website devoted to divulging their secrets. He knows the amazing deals K-Mart and Sears and several other stores have already - and it totally bums me out! What right does he have to access that information and spoil the fun for all of us holiday shopping junkies? So, I've decided to boycott the website. I'm not passionate enough to request anyone else do the same, but, whatever you do, don't tell me what you find out!

The Much Anticipated Answers - HA!

I forgot to give my opinion on this movie. Of course, I love it - but it is SHOCKING to watch and realize how cruel it is. Rudolph was teased without mercy and his dad and Santa said awful things to him. They would never get away with making a kid cartoon like that now.... Here are the answers!

1. Who was Rudoph's father?
DONNER

2. What song did Clarice sing to cheer Rudolph up after being teased by the other reindeer?
"THERE'S ALWAYS TOMORROW"

3. What was Rudolph's buddy, the elf's name - and why was he a misfit?
HERMIE - AND HE WANTED TO BE A DENTIST

4. What was the name of the miner that the misfits found along the way (hint, his last name was Cornelius)?
YUKON CORNELIUS - AND THE QUESTION I FORGOT TO INCLUDE, IN THE END, HE STRUCK IT RICH ON PEPPERMINT

5. Why were Rudolph and his buddies denied the opportunity to live on the island of misfit toys?
LIVING THINGS CAN'T STAY THERE

6. As Rudolph grew up, what important lesson did he learn?
YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM YOUR PROBLEMS

7. How did the elf make the snow monster harmless?
PULLED HIS TEETH

8. How did the miner and "the Bumble" survive their fall?
THE BUMBLE IS THE SNOW MONSTER - AND ACCORDING TO YUKON, "BUMBLES BOUNCE"

9. What was the Bumble's job when he returned to Christmas town?
PUTTING THE STAR ATOP THE TREE

10. What was Mrs. Claus repeatedly nagging Santa to do?
EAT, EAT, EAT!

Thanks for indulging me - I might just have to do this again with my other holiday favorites...
Also, I found a cool, cozy website hosted by Starbucks. It's TheRedCup.com Cute stuff - check it out.

Hollie - I'm praying for you - Have fun......

Rudolph

This post is kind of in honor of my friend, Jodi - who astounded me with her knowledge of tv trivia. The irony is that I know I have the tv on so much more in my house, but I guess growing up, at least, she payed a lot more attention to the tv set than I ever did. I think its neat how her and her brother have bonded over their joint knowledge of tv facts.

So, as I watched Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer numerous times this weekend, I thought I'd do my own test. Now, unlike Jodi, these facts don't all come from my head - well, they do, but they were refreshed by watching the show at 9pm last night. Just see how well you know your classic Christmas cartoon facts.....

1. Who was Rudoph's father?
2. What song did Clarice sing to cheer Rudolph up after being teased by the other reindeer?
3. What was Rudolph's buddy, the elf's name - and why was he a misfit?
4. What was the name of the miner that the misfits found along the way (hint, his last name was Cornelius)?
5. Why were Rudolph and his buddies denied the opportunity to live on the island of misfit toys?
6. As Rudolph grew up, what important lesson did he learn?
7. How did the elf make the snow monster harmless?
8. How did the miner and "the Bumble" survive their fall?
9. What was the Bumble's job when he returned to Christmas town?
10. What was Mrs. Claus repeatedly nagging Santa to do?

See how well you do - I'll post answers tomorrow! Have fun....

Family Pictures

So, yesterday we headed to a local park to take our annual Christmas family picture. The whole experience took about 20 minutes as we were working with one of John's friends who is a very gifted professional photographer, who was on a time budget- not to mention it was very cold. I'm pleased with the initial results, but it wasn't without its little snags.

Right before we began snapping shots, Sydney got loose from her leash and went running towards the Canadian Geese. Fortunately, she didn't come anywhere near the birds, but managed to smear her muzzle and eye in green goose poop! We had towels on hand, but it stained her fur lime green....

Just yesterday, Mikayla asked "Do dogs laugh?" I said, "No", but now I'm wondering.... Sydney must have been cracking up over that....

Blessings in Disguise

In light of the previous post, I thought I'd ask any readers out there what have been some of your biggest blessings in disguise? In other words, what are some things that you prayed for and wanted with all of your heart one outcome, only to get the other - and later realize how thankful you were for that outcome? Here are some of mine....

1. Dave, Brinton, and Lance- honestly, I didn't see a reason to wake up the next morning when these three gentlemen broke my heart, but oh, I'm so glad they did.....

2. Money put down on a piece of property near Veneta that was to be used to build John and I's dream log home. The deal fell through because we weren't confident with the well water supply.... thank God. What a terrible decision that would have been (especially because John and I no longer dream for a log house!)

3. A valiant last-ditch effort to try to save Riles Audio by convincing an investor to put money into the business. His answer was obviously no - had it been yes, well, I'm glad it wasn't God's plan.

4. More recently, multiple houses we thought were just perfect for us to buy, that didn't end up happening. It just didn't make any sense at the time why those houses weren't meant to be for us, and now, having been living in our house and neighborhood for over a year, I think, why did we try so hard to make those work?

What are some of your stories? And, are there any that are still awaiting a "to be continued....?" (I know I an still waiting for the answer as to why Michael, Michele and family aren't living in Eugene yet.....) I'm eager to hear.

Thank You, Lord

Another Song - I'm deeply moved by songs as I feel that they capture feelings I'm not capable of putting to words. This song was sung at our wedding, and touches me every time I hear it. I'm happy to say I've experienced all of the lyrics myself (except for catching fireflies... though I think I've seen some...). I'll follow up with simple things I've been especially thankful for this weekend...

THERE'S NOTHING LIKE THE WARMTH
OF A SUMMER AFTERNOON
WAKING TO THE SUNLIGHT
BEING CRADLED BY THE MOON
CATCHING FIREFLIES AT NIGHT
BUILDING CASTLES IN THE SAND
KISSING MOMMA'S FACE GOOD-NIGHT
AND HOLDING DADDY'S HAND

THANK YOU LORD, HOW COULD I ASK FOR MORE?

RUNNING BAREFOOT THROUGH THE GRASS
A LITTLE HIDE AND GO SEEK
BEING SO IN LOVE
YOU CAN HARDLY EAT
DANCING IN THE DARK
WHEN THERE'S NO ONE ELSE AROUND
BEING BUNDLED 'NEATH THE COVERS
WATCHING SNOW FALL TO THE GROUND

THANK YOU LORD, HOW COULD I ASK FOR MORE?

SO MANY THINGS I THOUGHT WOULD BRING ME HAPPINESS
SOME DREAMS THAT ARE REALITIES TODAY
SUCH AN IRONY THE THINGS THAT MEAN THE MOST TO ME
ARE THE MEMORIES THAT I'VE MADE ALONG THE WAY

SO IF THERE'S ANYTHING I'VE LEARNED
ON THIS JOURNEY THAT I'M ON
SIMPLE TRUTH WILL KEEP YOU GOING
SIMPLE LOVE WILL KEEP YOU STRONG

'CUZ THERE ARE QUESTIONS WITHOUT ANSWERS
FLAMES THAT NEVER DIE
AND HEARTACHES WE GO THROUGH
ARE OFTEN BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE

THANK YOU LORD, THANK YOU LORD, HOW COULD I ASK FOR MORE?

(Thank you Cindy Morgan for such an incredible song!)

So, here are some things that have stood out to me as reasons to be thankful this weekend.

- a husband who is somebody I very much enjoy - he's my total buddy and attending football games (and jointly deciding to leave half way through) really reminds me of how incredible our friendship is.
- a son, who upon successfully reaching a goal and receiving a reward, chooses a video game that he wants to give to me, because "he doesn't think I have enough" - I love that kid!!!
- a daughter who is a total joy to take shopping or on errands. My first child was the wanderer - not content to sit still or stay close by (yes, we alerted security at JC Penney once, only to find him testing the escalators). My daughter is the opposite and I find myself having so much fun go shopping with my little "girlfriend".
- a close call Duck win, made especially joyful by the trampling that Arizona did over UCLA
- that my mother-in-law, who just flew to Indiana, lives in an area not affected by the tornados
- for medicine that has been mostly effective in curbing painful headaches
- for my parents - more to come on that one, but visiting with my dad yesterday just reminds me how continually thankful I am for both of them
- for special friends who have become family - and enjoy a warm wood fire, KFC, a feisty puppy, Playstation 2, and football as much as we do.

I suppose that's enough - as Cindy Morgan says: How could I ask for more?

What a Deal!

John and I have realized that going on dates can be very expensive for us. There's the babysitter cost, the food - but worst of all, the shopping. Because, ultimately, we'll always end up some place that involves buying things. We've come to realize it would be cheaper for us to go to a movie - at full price - and indulge at the snack bar, than it would to "save money" by just walking around the mall!

That said, last Thursday John and I did hit the mall, but with the intention of "being good". We walked into Banana Republic (who's starting prices just make me mad.... what are they thinking?) because we had $30 worth of discounts/gift cards. John looked around and then I found a light (summery) jacket for him - on clearance. It was originally $154 (choke...), but discounted all the way down to $11.97. With the $10 gift card, that would be $1.97. I'd say we did good.

So, the next day, I found myself at Dollar Tree for party favors. While there, they announced over the loudspeaker that they just received a shipment of sweaters - Name Brand - and were found on aisle 7 - all for a dollar. I took the bait (no kids, I had the time) - and ended up scrounging through three big bins of sweaters - Abercrombie, Banana Republic, Gap, Eddie Bauer, Anne Taylor Loft, Old Navy - I was shocked! Yes, the sizes and choice of colors weren't all that great - and I'm sure they were a couple of years old - but they were new, and they were a dollar. I walked away with 6 sweaters... (Anne Taylor, Gap....) - one for my neice, one for my sister/Amy (the catfight has yet to take place on who's actually going to get it... and I felt so smug. With that particular sweater, I almost didn't get it - I had to convince myself at the check-out that for the price of a fountain pop, I could go ahead and indulge....

So, I think I scored. Any other awesome deals you feel like sharing stories of?

A Bit of an Addiction

I think there might be an indication that my daughter loves sugar when I asked her today, "What would you like to do after pre-school?" and her response is "Go to Chevron and get candy". We have SO MUCH candy in our house! I can't even think of a candy item there that we don't have.... kind of sad - and even more sad, she takes after her mommy.

Happy Halloween - and Oh, Baby - Am I Exhausted!

Today was a very big day for me. It was a very big day for both of the kids. And, I am so tired.

We bravely attempted to host a little girls party, a little boys party, and for those trick or treating in our neighborhood, a chili feed. With the help of some dear friends and Michele, the parties went really well. Especially the boys.... - watching those little guys dunk their full heads into a tub of water to go for apples was such a sight. This is the time I find myself especially thankful for my childrens' choice of friends. Sensitive, sweet, supportive, encouraging, innocent - I'm just so thankful for this circle of kiddos that have surrounded my kids. I know their friends will change, but for now, I'm feeling really good.

So, tomorrow officially starts the Christmas holiday season for me. Technically, I usually wait until Veterans' Day to pull out the music - and the decorating begins the week of Thanksgiving, but it's all fair game now to think about. In years past, I couldn't wait for this day - this year, I've been so in love with this previous season of fall, I'm sad to see it go. But, only a little.... SO much fun to look forward to....and by the way, in proof of how things are changing, Accuweather shows a possibility of snow by next week - yes, here. Get ready, get set, let's go!

(A little picture commentary: girls - making Halloween sugar cookies, one of Brayden's friends bobbing for an apple, Brayden and Mikayla in costume - Darth Vader and Tinkerbell, and John and Sydney as Darth Vader)

Starbucks "Health" Bars

This is the recipe as I found it when downloading from a sight that supposedly has Starbucks recipes. Do you think they might have got the title wrong?

STARBUCKS HEALTH BARS

3/4 cup butter
3/4 cup margarine
1 1/4 cup white sugar
1 1/4 cup brown sugar
1 1/2 tsp. baking soda
1 1/2 tsp. salt
1 T vanilla
3 eggs

In large bowl combine above ingredients.

Add:

4 cups flour
Mix well. Then add:

12 oz pkg. Nestle's chocolate chunks
12 oz pkg. Nestle's white chocolate chips
8 Heath bars, coarsely chopped

Mix well and spread batter in greased jelly roll pan (15x9). Bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes.

I haven't tried them yet, I'm sure they're delicious, but could probably be renamed:
STARBUCKS "DETRIMENTAL TO YOUR HEALTH" BARS!

Here We Go Again

I now consider myself the expert of area pumpkin patches. I could tell you which has the best playground, pumpkin selection, the wildest hayrides, the best apples, the scariest mazes and the best educational program. And, I'm happy about that, because it means I've really made the best out of celebrating this harvest time.

After such a tumultuous 2004, I think 2005 has been one of our best year's ever. I recently found a quote from Abraham Lincoln that says, "IN THE END, IT'S NOT THE YEARS IN YOUR LIFE THAT COUNT. IT'S THE LIFE IN YOUR YEARS." I love that! I feel like we have infused a lot of "life" into this year by really embracing any opportunity to "celebrate" - be it Fourth of July or Harvest Time. Essentially, that's the whole purpose of this blog - not to necessarily stimulate, educate, or provide a debate forum, but an opportunity to record our family's history. Sorry, if at times, it becomes tedious and boring.

Or, repetitious - as these are more pictures of a pumpkin patch! This time, it was on a field trip with Brayden - and the time with him was priceless. I really sensed based on his constant proximity and cuddliness that he was on "Cloud Nine" having his Mommy's 100% attention. (Well, not really as I had 5 boys to look after, but that's life on field trips...). What follows are pictures of the catapult they use the hurl and smash pumpkins, Brayden on the "Hayflower" - a hay-bale life-size replica of the Mayflower, Brayden with one of their goats - and finally, a gigantic pumpkin grown by the folks who earned the world record a couple of years ago. It was a great day.

A Picture Speaks a Thousand Words...

First of all, did I get that title quote right? It doesn't sound quite right.

These pictures describe our Saturday- I'll use them to fill you in.

The first picture shows the location of our friends house who have hosted a pumpkin carving/food eating/fiddle listening party for 7 years. Due to home football games and kids being sick, this is the first year we were able to attend. And, judging by the blue sky, we picked a great year - and, don't they have the most beautiful property? (I think I'll go into detail about our history as friends tomorrow).

The second picture shows the kids telling us what kind of carving they'd like.

The third picture indicates the people doing all of the carving work....

Fourth, what Mikayla and Sydney were doing while we worked away....

Finally, the finished project. John and I were proud of ourselves. It was a gorgeous, fun day - made even better by the beautiful drive out to Territorial Road and the tour of our friends new house on the property. We definitely don't want to wait another 7 years to attend again!

I Have to Brag a Little...

I figure bragging is okay if it's about an adult you know and the relationship is through marriage. So, I am going to brag on my brother-in-law, John's twin brother, Jeff.

He and his dear wife, Laura just took their vacation down in Scottsdale. Not at all unusual - unless you plan on participating in a 100 mile marathon while you are there. Yup, my bro is an ultrarunner who has done this phenomenal activity numerous times. However, he's never won the race (even though he's the northwest combined race leader) until this one. Way to go Jeff! Apparently, he lost 8 pounds while running, and eventually only salt came out when he sweated. Pretty wild, eh?

We're proud of him, but can't say we'll be following in his footsteps, unless it's from the cushy passenger seat of a vehicle! Jeff, you're amazing!

A Day at the Orchard

Today I got to accompany my daughter to Detering Orchards for their annual pumpkin field trip. The kids picked apples from the tree (Mikayla didn't like hers) - picked out pumpkins only big enough for the kids to carry themselves (the owners know better than to allow their 50 pounder pumpkins to be swooped up for free by mom or dad!), and went through a hay maze. I bought some more Empire and Melrose apples - my new picks. The Empires are the perfect size for kids lunches. We just narrowly escaped the rain - I hope for the same when I do this again next week with Brayden!

Sick Days

Some days, sick days can ruin everything. I remember the first major migraine I ever had was immediately following my bridal shower. As my sister drove me home in a car I threw up in, I thought with doom, what would happen if this occurred on my wedding day? It completely incapicitated me, there would be no, "just bucking it up". Fortunately, it didn't. However, strep throat, to the severest degree did hit when I was on vacation in Aruba. That definitely was bad timing. But, thanks to a wonderful doctor who didn't feel the need to verify with a strep test but immediately set me up with strong antibiotics, only half of the trip was spent in pain.

BUT, some days, sick days can be a blessing in disguise. John started getting an upset stomach Friday night, and I woke up with a similar, but less intense issue the next morning. There went the DUCK game. When you sit on the 8th row, making it all the way up the stairs to the bathroom is an ominous consideration when you have a stomach bug. So, we stayed home and tried unsuccessfully to sell our tickets (oh well...). And, we had an incredibly cozy day. We watched three phenomenal football games, smelled our Tyler Pumpkin Spice candle and had our fireplace burning our new cord of seasoned fir all day. I worked in my holiday planner, looked through catalogs and magazines, and spent a lot of time on the internet. Given, next Saturday involves to social events, perhaps God knew we needed a fun, fall "stay - at - home" day. Sometimes, being sick aint so bad.

The Happiest Place on Earth

Here's some pictures of our trip to Disneyland. No matter what I try, I can't seem to allign them correctly, so feel free to rotate your computer.

The picture of Mikayla on her knees occurred before even entering the park on the first day. (See the "reality" part of my anticipation post). Yes, that would be a tantrum. It didn't last long.

The picture of Brayden indicated him reaching 46 inches and being able to go on Indiana Jones as well as many other rides. It was a major victory since we bought special shoes and inserts to achieve this. We also have similar pictures of Mikayla hitting 40 inches, although her victory was bittersweet as she was usually terrified after the rides that this height allowed her.

Other pictures were embraces and greetings with characters -what a treasure to watch the kids so enamored. My favorite moments.

I'll list some things that were surprises beyond what I could anticipate for our trip:

- Apparently everyone else in the world didn't get my memo. October is supposed to be a slow time for Disneyland - instead the weekend we were there nearly met capacity for the park. How dare other people pick this weekend too...

- The "H" trolley does not connect you to Marriott Residence Inn. In fact, it takes you the opposite direction onto the freeway. Fortunately, it does connect you back to Disneyland, so you can wait in line again - and this time take the "J" trolley.

- Fast Passes are AMAZING. When well orchestrated, there never has to be a wait for major attractions. We constantly had someone collecting all 12 of our tickets and entering them for fast passes. Very cool.

- At 27,000 points, I am terrible at Buzz Lightyear's Astroblasters. Congrats to Michele and Michael for continuously exceeeding 200,000 points.

- Losing gravity in the Tower of Terror is a thrill I will never forget. I can't get past the idea that if I weren't strapped in, I would have been floating.

- One can get two "I-HAVE-TO-GET-IN-MY-BED-IN-THE-NEXT-5-MINUTES-OR-ELSE-THROW-UP" migraines, sleep them out and still enjoy the majority of a vacation (yes, see the ANTICIPATION post once again...)

- Sitting close enough to the FANTASMIC show in which the water is set on fire will make you toasty warm - and cause a 6 year old to be terrified.

I could go on and on. Way too much fun. I am already trying to list all the things I'd do the same and do different to make the next Disneyland trip even more successful (maybe a "down day" would be a nice idea....can you say, EXHAUSTION?). Praise God for the tremendous time we all had!

Sydney

Gosh, it feels great to be loved. Thanks for the warm fuzzies, Hollie. I have so much to write about and so little time, so I'll start with Sydney and tonight or tomorrow embark upon details of Disneyland. It was an amazing vacation.

So, our little Sydney joined us at about 6pm last night. She stayed on my lap the whole trip home from Reedsport, outside of taking a walk with John (above picture). She's since then visited Brayden's classroom, met my mom at her house, and is headed to a soccer game that I should be getting ready for but am instead writing this.

She's more than we hoped for. She's absolutely adorable - to watch her run would make anybody smile. She cried when we zipped her into a "porta-crate" (so cool, a crate made out of playpen material, that breaks down to go places), but loves to sleep in it as long as she isn't trapped into it. She loves to chase the kids around the house, chew, and sleep a lot. Get used to her name, she'll be bringing us lots of joy, laughter, and undoubtedly, fun stories. Welcome to the family, Syd!

Anticipation

The count down with the kids has been going on for more than 45 days. Heaven help the one who counts wrong and repeats a number, because they remember. So, today is the day. By 8pm, we'll be on a plane headed for Disneyland. (Yes, during LOST - one of the only worthy reasons to miss it...)

I have come to realize about myself that I am a major "anticipation" person. I love "looking forward" to things so much. It's at least 50% of the fun for me. Long ago, John realized that if he were to surprise me with a spontaneous night or trip, it would almost sadden me because I would miss out on all of the fun of getting excited about it. He now knows that all he needs to do is mention an idea - or suggest the money is there to be used - if I want to get to work planning for something special. I love that he understands that.

So, in this stage of the vacation, all of the dreams are still waiting to be realized. Nobody is waking up whining, or throwing up after a ride, or dealing with a migraine, or so cranky from being exhausted they are throwing a tantrum in front of The Jungle Cruise..... Of course, my expectations aren't so high that I don't see those as forseeable realities, but for now, I can just be excited for the best.

On Saturday night, Michele and I took a random trip without anyone else to Target. We bought a few clothes, trial size toiletries, and plenty of candy to put everyone over the edge. Of course, we discussed details too. I expect, that in years to come, that will be one of my favorite memories of this whole trip, as we had soooo much to be excited about.

So, here's to being excited - and making the absolute best of reality! Off we go..............

An Apple a Day....

It's apple season - and around this house that has definitely been apparent. Here's what's been made in the last three weeks:

3 apple pies
- 1 crumble topping with granny smith and fuji
- 1 crumble topping with johnagold
- 1 sour cream apple pie

2 sets of sour cream apple bars

3 batches of fluffy apple dip

1 apple crisp

1 batch of apple cider with mulling spices

(& 12 loaves of zucchini bread... not apples, but I just had to throw that out there to prove why I've been going through a pound of sugar and flour a week!)

Yes, we have been entertaining lots of folks at the house - but it's also just so cozy to bake, bake, bake.... In hindsight, I think a cuisanart purchase three weeks ago would have been helpful for slicing all those apples!

So, what's your favorite apple recipe? And, what's your favorite apple and why? I was very impressed with the Johnagold... I like a tart and crisp apple (so I usually know I won't go wrong with granny smith). This is definitely a domestic post...

Happy autumn baking....