Monthly Archives: September 2008

WWC#54: Time and Place

Time (in history) and Place

Time (in history) and Place

a petite view of Shiloh farm

a petite view of Shiloh farm

Time & Place

Just above the hour markers for 4,5,6,7, and 8 are the words “Made in Germany”

Drying Time

Drying TIME: Laundry on the line reminds me of another time and place.

It's renovation time at this place

It's renovation TIME at this PLACE

Effects of Time in Olympia, WA

Effects of Time in Olympia, WA

Passage of Time at Mt. St. Helens

Passage of Time at Mt. St. Helens

This photograph was taken more than 3 years ago at a Mt. St. Helens overlook. It had been more than 24 years since this volcano violently erupted. And yes, that is steam in the background, rising from the vent of the volcano.

Bonus pics of the week:

September wildflowers (my new desktop background image)

September wildflowers

my new desktop background image (taken on the drive to get the pics of Shiloh)

And more September wildflowers on this beautiful Autumn afternoon:

Gathering storm clouds

Sunday storm clouds (click to see the passenger jet)

oldest grandchild, youngest grandma

The oldest grandchild is taller than Grandma.

The 2nd-oldest grandchild is also taller than Grandma!

The 2nd-oldest grandchild is also taller than Grandma!

This grandma is my mother. She is 5’10” (yes, the entire family is tall).

Yes, my mother was visiting for the weekend. She left a few hours ago.
SuperDad’s parents arrive next Monday. It’s visiting season here in Kcinnova’s World.

The WWC is also known as the Weekly Words Challenge . In this TIME and PLACE, we play along with Tink, who has just announced on our group Flickr site that next week’s words will be DISTORTED and CLEAR.

This one’s for Tink

This is for Tink over at Pickled Beef. She wondered if chivalry, thoughtfulness toward others, and general kindness was a dying art. Please go give her examples of your own good deeds this weekend. Here’s the link to her post.


(Written By Mother Theresa)

People are often unreasonable, illogical,
and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, People may accuse you
of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some
false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank,
people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone
could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness,
they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today,
people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have,
and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you’ve got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis,
it is between you and God;

It was never between you and them anyway.

Happy Friday! (Grits! Now with photo proof!)



I’m hoping that wordpress will get its act together this morning and eventually turn that blank box above into a photo showing my beautiful bowl of grits! It might just make you hungry!! I’ve loaded and reloaded it several a whole bunch of times, but it’s just not working. Grrrrrrrrr….. the photo is safely in my computer, but wordpress won’t let me post any new ones, despite having plenty of allowed space to do so! Grrrrrrrr…. BUT!! I won’t let it spoil my day (even if it did spoil your view of my delicious breakfast).

Farmer*sWife inspired me to make a hot breakfast for my kiddos this morning –grits and eggs, although SnakeMaster preferred to make himself some toast instead of trying something new (that’s his little plate with scraps in the background). The other three *tried* the grits, but no one begged for seconds. They’ve had ’em before, it’s just that despite 5+ years in Texas (and SM being born there) no one has good ol’ southern tastebuds. Of course, when you don’t come down for breakfast until 7 minutes before your school bus is at the end of the drive? Maybe you don’t have time for second helpings.
Anyhoooo…. what, I ask you, could be better than a yummy hot breakfast in a bowl made by my bloggie friend and potter Gary Rith!
Gary Rith on the Ithaca Art Trail (Doesn’t he do INCREDIBLE work??)

Today is a busy one, with shopping at Costco and Target (pronounced Tar-jshay because we’re high class here), the usual laundry, etc., etc.. I think it will be chicken for dinner tonight (except for MusicMan, who is eating pizza with the band before the football game). My mom is scheduled to come into town, but I’m not sure when –I only know she is arriving before supper! If it ever stops raining, she’ll get to see & hear the band tonight at the game…if it doesn’t let up, the woodwind section will keep those instruments in their cases, which is what happened last year!

Now I’m off to scrub the hall bathroom (the one that all 4 boys use on a regular basis) and do a good cleaning of H-J’s room, because Grandma is coming later today!
H-J is going to bunk up with his little brother so Grandma can have his bed.

Nature’s music

courtesy of Google images

On my front porch is a windchime much like this one.  Today I listened to it playing a constant melodic tune, and I was reminded how much I love a good breeze on an autumn day.

Tonight it is still playing that tune, and a gentle rain is harmonizing in the background.

Because the world isn’t black & white

My friend Susie has just said it better than I can say it (actually, she does this on a regular basis).  Her question is:  “What is wrong with your candidate?” 

William (in his comment on Susie’s post) puts it this way:  “Convince me your candidate is the one I should vote for without mentioning anything about the other candidate.”

For a terrific level-headed political discussion, head on over here.

WWC#53: Modern and Primitive

The 53rd edition of Weekly Words Challenge is brought to us by the modern-day Tink.

I had to dig into the archives for these 2 camping pictures (August 2006). My “sister from another mister” and I used to plan an annual summer camping trip. Sadly, neither family has been camping since we moved away last summer. Must. move. back. Because we have way too much fun together to give it up!

Some people consider sleeping in tents and cooking over fires to be PRIMITIVE

a washed-out MM with my "brother from another mother"

a washed-out MM with my "brother from another mother"

a rather PRIMITIVE way to cook

keeping water hot and people warm

But that is how the family rolls when we go camping.

At home is a different matter:  when we moved here, I finally got my wish for a modern grill.  I asked  SuperDad to heat up some hot dogs for supper last night because I was too tired to cook just so I could get the picture.     

posing for a photo

posing for a photo

 “Modern” campfire


 Music has many forms, from PRIMITIVE drums to MODERN high school marching bands.  My original plan was to share photos from Saturday’s showcase of marching bands, but I failed to bring my camera never left the concession stand.  Instead, this pic of a CD does dual-duty:

Modern CD, Primitive sounds

Modern CD, Primitive sounds


My mother arrives for a visit this coming weekend, then we have a few days to rest up before my husband’s parents arrive for their visit. I don’t know how much time I’ll have to spare, but I’ll try to keep up on at least some of your blogs!

As the leaves turn


Autumn leaves, October 2006

Autumn leaves, October 2006

Our leaves are just beginning to turn, the nights are pleasant cool and the days are pleasantly warm.  This is my favorite season! 

 Happy first day of fall, y’all 🙂

Weekend plans

I took a few moments this cool fall morning to sit and sip coffee on my uber-awesome porch swing.  It may be the last chance I have to relax for a while.  Today is filled with final preparations for tomorrow’s big marching band “showcase” competition (parade and field show).  MusicMan is in the band, and I am tasked with running the concessions tent for 6 hours (plus set up and clean up).  I’m thanking God for the blessing of a wonderful co-chair; I’d be drowning without her!  And of course, we have volunteers coming in shifts.  I’m also thanking God for the weather, cool in the mornings and only mid-70’s midday.  PERFECT weather for marching and grilling!  I just wish I could watch all the bands compete. 

Tonight is the first home game, so it’s football and marching band tonight.  I love football…I love music played by enthusiastic teenagers…I love fall…I love wearing sweatshirts again!! 

My weekend wish for each of you:  take time to relax, and then get out there and enjoy life!  🙂

Personal Politics

Susie has brought it up…  Cheri has brought it up… Jenn has brought it up…  and so many others have brought this topic up as well. 

Chris Rice wrote, sang, and blogged it well:  “You don’t have to yell.

But I still don’t understand something:  Why is it that so many people think they have to out-shout others who disagree with their own personal point of view? 
Whatever happened to actually listening to someone else?
Why can’t debates be about real issues of real importance?
Why can’t debates be debates instead of opportunities to ‘zing’ each other? 
Don’t we really & truly want to know the answers?  Or even the questions?!?

And really, what happened to real interaction, a desire to truly understand one another, and choosing to find something we have in common and celebrating that?? 

Celebrating the things we hold in common –and reaching out to understand other points of vew–  is what I love about blogging.

With the big cities nearest to my own current and childhood hometowns included, I especially enjoy this video**  as a statement of my own political wishes:  Nationally and Internationally. 

Because I can dream, can’t I?

**Click through to You Tube and watch it in high quality.

Enough! (a book review post)

I suppose this is a good time to follow up on the dream of living in Hicksville. 

Quite some time ago, I mentioned this book: 
and David asked me for a book review.
(Mrs. G. had kindly left her own brief review in the comment section.)

Your Money or Your Life 

This book by Joe Dominguez and Vicki Robin challenge readers to transform relationships with money and to achieve financial independence.  SuperDad has already read it, and I am still working on it. There are a number of exercises (“steps”) the reader is supposed to work through, in order to truly see a difference in his/her relationship with money.  When evaluating your personal spending habits, they propose that there are 3 questions that will transform your life:

  1. Did I receive fulfillment, satisfaction, and value in proportion to life energy spent?
  2. Is this expenditure of life energy in alignment with my values and life purpose?
  3. How might this expenditure change if I didn’t have to work for a living? 

I’m not sure I especially like those questions.  They seem a little dry to me (or maybe it is the talk about “life energy” that stumps me as a SAHM).  And I’m not sure I want to “transform my life.”  I confess to being wary of anything and anyone that wants me to make a big change.  Uncle Sam gives us orders to move every couple of years; what more change do I really want?! 

Below is a different series of questions that the authors wanted me to ask myself, and these are more my style:

  • What did you want to be when you grew up?
  • What have you always wanted to do that you haven’t yet done?
  • What have you done in your life that you are really proud of?
  • If you knew you were going to die within a year, how would you spend that year?
  • What brings you the most fulfillment — and how is that related to money?
  • If you didn’t have to work for a living, what would you do with your time?                                                          

I like those questions!  I don’t feel threatened by them, and they have been helping me to think through opportunities to spend time or money.   

I grew up in a household where money wasn’t plentiful. We had enough, but not a lot of extras. My dad is cheap frugal. And have you ever heard that you marry someone much like your opposite-gender parent? Well, my dh does have a thrifty attitude towards money! Since I was raised this way –at least when I was a young child — it has been a comfortable fit for the two of us.   He proudly says that I am “cheap to keep”  and I actually consider this a compliment.  (Calm down there, folks; he buys me jewelry for Christmas and birthday!)   I avoid the mall as much as possible, because I don’t enjoy it.  I’d rather go barefoot than hit a shoe sale.  I just don’t enjoy spending money if I can avoid it. 
[Sorry, Sweetheart… scrapbooking is another story altogether.]

I can’t claim the way I was raised as my own choice.  I didn’t see any special joy in being a “have-not” (esp. when I noticed that I wasn’t dressed in the same style as my peers.  This can be painful in the early teen years).  However, I think it did make me more creative.  After all, when Santa doesn’t bring you a Barbie house, you can always make your own by setting up your dolls on different levels of the bookshelf.  My ‘not-really-Barbie’ didn’t have a sports car or a motorhome, but she did have a really cool sailboat made out of a basket and some fabric. 

The authors of this book discuss the pleasures of frugality.  “Frugality is enjoying the virtue of getting good value for every minute of your life energy and from everything you have the use of.”  They state that, “Frugal people … get value from everything — a dandelion or a bouquet of roses, a single strawberry or a gourmet meal. ”  “To be frugal means to have a high joy-to-stuff ratio.  If you get one unit of joy for each material possession, that’s frugal.  But if you need ten possessions to even begin registering on the joy meter, you’re missing the point of being alive.”   

Okay, I get that.   And I certainly understand some of the basic ways to save money…like stop trying to impress other people, don’t go shopping, and live within your means.  SuperDad wants to retire in a few years, so this one is particularly an issue for us right now.  In order for us to live within our means 3 years from now, we need to be living well below our means at this very moment.  Now that 2 out of 4 boys are in high school, our food bill and the cost of extra-curricular activities are two budget items that keep going up, Up, UP! 

Another question that has been dogging my mind:  How much is enough ….enough money, enough clothing, enough time, enough food/calories…. and as the authors write

 “enough for your survival, enough for your comforts and even some special luxuries, with no excess to burden you unnecessarily.  Enough is a powerful and free place.  A confident and flexible place.” 

So, how much is enough for me? For you?  And what would this world look like if everyone stopped at enough? 

Are you ready to go read this book?  Are you ready to make changes in your lifestyle?  Or have you already done these things? 

Tell me what you think!