tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21648145641244584722024-03-05T09:38:29.952-08:00GIS ButterflyDeenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-72269457398239213192020-10-10T18:44:00.000-07:002020-10-10T18:44:49.817-07:00These are a few of my favorite things<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeh-iwrMS7LW_Y12s_5BwsaSkt5N7bCQ0qODqz2D8Jm_QYdu8C2cAUylJeEZffwgogtSPksfeug1_7ckjPtG6UpiMUGOIADBnf3gfwRQng-K5MGFMAINyfpYcbYhxkq7AcHUCnaOqwiis/s2048/Books+and+Cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeh-iwrMS7LW_Y12s_5BwsaSkt5N7bCQ0qODqz2D8Jm_QYdu8C2cAUylJeEZffwgogtSPksfeug1_7ckjPtG6UpiMUGOIADBnf3gfwRQng-K5MGFMAINyfpYcbYhxkq7AcHUCnaOqwiis/s320/Books+and+Cats.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Books and Cats<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>In this unsettling time of our World's history my comfort is found in focusing on my favorite things. As Julia Andrews sang in "The Sound of Music" I sang to my students one day this week. It was a reminder to myself as I recounted every word and dazzled them with a floor show in my Reading Group classroom. </p><p>My favorite author and blogger is Lisa-Jo Baker. I have shared her since I was on the launch team of her book:<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Surprised-Motherhood-Everything-Never-Expected/dp/1414387857"> Surprised by Motherhood</a>. Her weekly podcast is <a href="http://outoftheordinarypodcast.com/97-lisa-jo-gets-her-fix/">Out of the Ordinary</a> She and Christy start their podcast by listing some of their favorite things. I love that they share the ordinary things in our lives that really are extraordinary. </p><p>They mentioned these books by Louise Penny and now I am hooked. Molly and I will be enjoying this three book set of the 1st books in the murder mystery series about Inspector Gamache. With a cat on my lap and a book in my hand I am ready to leave my chair and travel to another place and another time.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4HmRHKyddvOMthtspBxgbG3l4oWRn_Zg4k_iSRFY1aQr7lFoWMr-6jDpMlmN9ntOfdF_3GE4jYUqRP8krqQUszNL8p1xE2n9qYy670fIogLE4y2Ul0oC-5t4vW9oQzl3eOn1r1CpvNnQ/s2048/Beer+and+Pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4HmRHKyddvOMthtspBxgbG3l4oWRn_Zg4k_iSRFY1aQr7lFoWMr-6jDpMlmN9ntOfdF_3GE4jYUqRP8krqQUszNL8p1xE2n9qYy670fIogLE4y2Ul0oC-5t4vW9oQzl3eOn1r1CpvNnQ/s320/Beer+and+Pizza.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beer and Pizza</td></tr></tbody></table>I am a connoisseur of gluten free pizzas in my area. the Shasta Pizza Co in Redding is my current favorite. They are located on the corner of Hartnell and Victor, so I can call at 12:45 and pick it up after I get off work at 1pm. The single pizza can be four meals for me. Guinness being my beer of choice this week.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbHp8pJCHQQ5oM79hB6AMCacJVehb9qN-eDsb6yinun-scTAT6TCg1AHQC4y-ruXQ1157VuZ1kJx2-TIGDCGXVklsfrWHEHxEa_VJc_zdRsicIMNpwro2JDQs6G1erVQcBIaeVfXr60_M/s2048/Fall+decor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbHp8pJCHQQ5oM79hB6AMCacJVehb9qN-eDsb6yinun-scTAT6TCg1AHQC4y-ruXQ1157VuZ1kJx2-TIGDCGXVklsfrWHEHxEa_VJc_zdRsicIMNpwro2JDQs6G1erVQcBIaeVfXr60_M/s320/Fall+decor.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fall Décor</td></tr></tbody></table>After working at Pier One Imports for a few years it is no surprise that I have something for every season. No surprise that I have A LOT of somethings for every season. Fall pillows are out, hand blown glass pumpkins and this lovely on the hearth. It is dried flowers and was about $30. I got it when we had marked them down to $10🎃 With fall comes all the fun foods: Carmel Apples, Popcorn Balls, Apple Crisp and Peppermint Mocha.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbvAWawpCt-nqS2mw-O_exbZc2OrgrsGbQ-2icwdguJjero1Zg-iHqpLw5pTqeEAc5NBQ6avppOTImDHoElU4LTJFbdhVceejcJgp3Ewmg3CyOpsUAmmZ8I-5Jd631AEF9CkLPPXz-Gc/s788/Em+and+El.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbvAWawpCt-nqS2mw-O_exbZc2OrgrsGbQ-2icwdguJjero1Zg-iHqpLw5pTqeEAc5NBQ6avppOTImDHoElU4LTJFbdhVceejcJgp3Ewmg3CyOpsUAmmZ8I-5Jd631AEF9CkLPPXz-Gc/s320/Em+and+El.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnzI2RHSfLlDROAIlpb2LTAk6rtPG_lbX8UYujMvwj2idj59GoVPNyObVOkyWLqcWTw6IdBeaD4cmVliDnBF-HRlUZktuq28peP4afyuJfmbrG_Q732z-urHaeU-Yk8PwH7RFpSv6Nug/s2048/Judah.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnzI2RHSfLlDROAIlpb2LTAk6rtPG_lbX8UYujMvwj2idj59GoVPNyObVOkyWLqcWTw6IdBeaD4cmVliDnBF-HRlUZktuq28peP4afyuJfmbrG_Q732z-urHaeU-Yk8PwH7RFpSv6Nug/s320/Judah.jpeg" /></a></div>These three are sandwiched in the middle, because they are in the middle of my joy. We also got the announcement that they have a little cousin arriving in March, I can't wait to hold my baby boy's ~baby boy.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie7oY_EmFqs8X035ieL4QLclQuSZ5xftsiCirvcFz17qhkLO1l9bTf29_7urCcqBVNAxF-VPg8SnmoCQ7reQtiNKTufp01bT8OzxpkBlJ_SY1pB3bBPHkkQ70vehVFF1RZho-Wle_REck/s2048/Old+Nails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie7oY_EmFqs8X035ieL4QLclQuSZ5xftsiCirvcFz17qhkLO1l9bTf29_7urCcqBVNAxF-VPg8SnmoCQ7reQtiNKTufp01bT8OzxpkBlJ_SY1pB3bBPHkkQ70vehVFF1RZho-Wle_REck/w200-h150/Old+Nails.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Acrylic nails from the shop</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTL_Koke9w7n_yNXLsmJwuGOTApvoinjlgXmCtZfCpbb6ARm9HYn3uF491QMKNo4SKc_aSk5A3yhco5FaA8Fk-Xy-kW3P5c_azLV-qcPptx_yN07yikDAiqNAjSpXYPRGpOzxOaxsvkYw/s1440/Growning+out+this.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1440" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTL_Koke9w7n_yNXLsmJwuGOTApvoinjlgXmCtZfCpbb6ARm9HYn3uF491QMKNo4SKc_aSk5A3yhco5FaA8Fk-Xy-kW3P5c_azLV-qcPptx_yN07yikDAiqNAjSpXYPRGpOzxOaxsvkYw/w200-h150/Growning+out+this.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My attempt to cover</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_B-3SgtKtlu057r-7Nb9A-rSJViwyBTVgljJWPKc9R4pNG45RZBGN2ijXDS8E_ffq_61bjNIPTgLepTm7sm7hfwYwLcOvRKYo4gQ2CZAk7GZpJgdCQvn4qzzluWF6SW71on0-2QDzjE/s2048/hand+treatment+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_B-3SgtKtlu057r-7Nb9A-rSJViwyBTVgljJWPKc9R4pNG45RZBGN2ijXDS8E_ffq_61bjNIPTgLepTm7sm7hfwYwLcOvRKYo4gQ2CZAk7GZpJgdCQvn4qzzluWF6SW71on0-2QDzjE/w200-h150/hand+treatment+2.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.keratingloves.com/">Keratin</a> treatment</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3uj7Lk5nztQItevjsVtNBkEyc06Ml3oG4cCicRKXWGeczEdOx0rB47ZIw28kRBrRB29d8EoxM6srfwx6iOtZJSM5yW-E1EAT1ZhJHS-IzbDJGd5BGpj-JLYNDaqxOe6aJSdsWM0_O3c/s2048/Pretty+nails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3uj7Lk5nztQItevjsVtNBkEyc06Ml3oG4cCicRKXWGeczEdOx0rB47ZIw28kRBrRB29d8EoxM6srfwx6iOtZJSM5yW-E1EAT1ZhJHS-IzbDJGd5BGpj-JLYNDaqxOe6aJSdsWM0_O3c/s320/Pretty+nails.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Never Forgotten</td></tr></tbody></table>I like pretty nails. During Shelter in Place my nails were so healthy and I enjoyed taking care of them. Of course going back to work at Pier One was not good for the nails and I wanted pretty nails for my niece's wedding. I bit the bullet and got acrylics which were more expensive than before Covid and the fill was even worse. I have Psoriatic Arthritis and getting a manicure is painful. Removing the acrylic nails in the shop is out of the question. I know my own pain tolerance and can stop and rest. I received the Keratin gloves as a gift and it was very therapeutic after removing the nails. Now I am back to my old worn down nails and enjoying my Color Street nail strips.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/2G6dd7ikrXs" width="320" youtube-src-id="2G6dd7ikrXs"></iframe></div><br /><div>I hope you are enjoying some of your favorite things. Please share your favorite things in the comments.<br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><p><br /><br /> </p></div></div></div></div></div>Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-48685648689110875482020-10-03T20:33:00.000-07:002020-10-03T20:33:09.540-07:00My favorite Color is October<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpfXCY_VOtTYgJVmofz15zafkKlZ1A3-YGnMO6zm0mjYa6HIxOP6quDJ-QlNDYz07OcuIaOl-Dc2Y1HkrSBjkdzYPf2TFwWFuQu0ThBcWQcWCII1s8aZQRCQfAGzLOU5-BaxVq93n9ew/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpfXCY_VOtTYgJVmofz15zafkKlZ1A3-YGnMO6zm0mjYa6HIxOP6quDJ-QlNDYz07OcuIaOl-Dc2Y1HkrSBjkdzYPf2TFwWFuQu0ThBcWQcWCII1s8aZQRCQfAGzLOU5-BaxVq93n9ew/" width="320" /></a></div>A year ago I made a major life change and posted <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2019/10/">How my soul praises the Lord</a><p></p><p>I can not imagine what the past year would have been like if I had not chosen to follow my heart into the Anglican Church. The following month my step mother passed away. She had been ill for many years and my father had become very frail from nursing her. My sisters live out of state and I felt the need to check on my dad daily through the next 10 months. </p><p>On Father's day weekend he had a fall and a subsequent brain surgery three weeks later from head injuries. We were not able to go to the hospital with him and it was very hard for a few days. He had a miraculous recover from blood clots on his brain. Life is too short to wait for much at 87 years old. September 19th he married the lovely Rita.</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43FuvjsYKBmMZzvma2FR2Ue3gZ8lce5CefhzaYs9WD5WBY2pDfmykh4cLDOwtgcKFRAgr_8dW-MxOJyKIhZkITur9lzLsmeZY_na9Th8D-hzPhfDpN2Tawvt1Fl4L_wOHqEwSzYYN5I0/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1144" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43FuvjsYKBmMZzvma2FR2Ue3gZ8lce5CefhzaYs9WD5WBY2pDfmykh4cLDOwtgcKFRAgr_8dW-MxOJyKIhZkITur9lzLsmeZY_na9Th8D-hzPhfDpN2Tawvt1Fl4L_wOHqEwSzYYN5I0/w174-h313/image.png" width="174" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It has been so wonderful to see them enjoying each other's company. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBcWewZPwDunxVxOMu3ubOzCyYEo9OkoMPi0_qT5pbZt8iuK6UzjBzkTe-t460Spy71hN_C7VkVG-0Ypj9p3zP-9LxoRIPRusQjs06rWUSBkkS1JzGhugZIH-BzPPAdLrdv-0IkV0qW8/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBcWewZPwDunxVxOMu3ubOzCyYEo9OkoMPi0_qT5pbZt8iuK6UzjBzkTe-t460Spy71hN_C7VkVG-0Ypj9p3zP-9LxoRIPRusQjs06rWUSBkkS1JzGhugZIH-BzPPAdLrdv-0IkV0qW8/" width="180" /></a></div><br />This week he took her up to meet his big brother and family in Oregon.<p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8iCj2iI1RiGu9Yyh3BUmp6duvQLBDub1YPazz7RAVhvTc_Ww-PEkkX7r-VkP1p_GvN7MRnd7kGn9ECYmZnWrJv6yDOJuAMl2pzD4dTFGLGrP_MTn4C2D4AdeaBESRWCvwQTty0pD7bA/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8iCj2iI1RiGu9Yyh3BUmp6duvQLBDub1YPazz7RAVhvTc_Ww-PEkkX7r-VkP1p_GvN7MRnd7kGn9ECYmZnWrJv6yDOJuAMl2pzD4dTFGLGrP_MTn4C2D4AdeaBESRWCvwQTty0pD7bA/" width="180" /></a></div>I took Molly to the mountains to stay with Mary and have been watching their fur baby, Duke.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7uKwwCegWO4HyCK_Qb3Hqcij-lKUi783Y3fSOYMopo3iS2qHqoFq7ThGrFxlEgzRhVnZBJukQQ6L3ZzDMXda7s5ubgmpNbjtdGCXaf7yAxGEFEBVga9wtC_GBoJOn4xLjBFO9xaWNwg/s1600/IMG_6090001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7uKwwCegWO4HyCK_Qb3Hqcij-lKUi783Y3fSOYMopo3iS2qHqoFq7ThGrFxlEgzRhVnZBJukQQ6L3ZzDMXda7s5ubgmpNbjtdGCXaf7yAxGEFEBVga9wtC_GBoJOn4xLjBFO9xaWNwg/s320/IMG_6090001.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">Pier One Imports closed its doors for good on September 23rd. All Pier 1 stores are gone forever. My side job is gone and school has begun to settle into a routine. Monday to Friday I work from 7:45 a.m. to 1 p.m. at the school with children present, on campus. </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb22rk-TdyNW-qvg7ItEbqc7PXhe62piEwTwGG1NckZMLaQzyY0BYxpg4g9gRcvE2i64FLaaIBiYzVab7Hb-ZdErfp5MYM-9LeRAisQrMXg8xaH9Re2Ij5bPFxq5ctaISJW4DSu85gaJw/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="650" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb22rk-TdyNW-qvg7ItEbqc7PXhe62piEwTwGG1NckZMLaQzyY0BYxpg4g9gRcvE2i64FLaaIBiYzVab7Hb-ZdErfp5MYM-9LeRAisQrMXg8xaH9Re2Ij5bPFxq5ctaISJW4DSu85gaJw/" width="295" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't want to call it a new normal, but we are dealing with the daily changes...daily.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-BCfxGXiQ2DYf33eSIZaFdcMcC3BINq3asUG30Fix76hyPB4vwaN-NpxOZTb5qB9AknYsNyDo275GfrLJGoSvYyoGBwGU8odrjFM0y6Pe-LIGCCoxZf-XLqwt5ipro44MKOuR7nfYoEM/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-BCfxGXiQ2DYf33eSIZaFdcMcC3BINq3asUG30Fix76hyPB4vwaN-NpxOZTb5qB9AknYsNyDo275GfrLJGoSvYyoGBwGU8odrjFM0y6Pe-LIGCCoxZf-XLqwt5ipro44MKOuR7nfYoEM/" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I needed a new side hustle, if only for my own amusement. I love to have pretty nails and earrings. But with having to wear a mask or shield at school the earrings have had to be occasional. My ears get sore from the mask, so I go from shield to mask all day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I had gotten acrylic nails for my niece's wedding in August and got a fill three weeks later. The cost of a fill had gone up to $30 and I always give a tip. I was flabbergasted. Color Street sets are only $11 or $13 a set and that can be two manicures. A friend was having a party on Facebook two weeks ago, so I ordered some. Then I saw what the start up fee was to be a "stylist" and signed up. I will be having my <a href="https://vo.colorstreet.com/open-parties">first party</a> online this week.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dyQYY1ikIlxtYzLuxluo18t7ni9bLBn7e7z4eI2P14cIQp3_kW_fBS6Ow1cCyxR2UQRiqjcggbJeLRNzEcef6CX-GMfxLDiOzJWh1bdXCELxyEK3T_cge669XJH-OjpqboLoway-LOo/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="657" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dyQYY1ikIlxtYzLuxluo18t7ni9bLBn7e7z4eI2P14cIQp3_kW_fBS6Ow1cCyxR2UQRiqjcggbJeLRNzEcef6CX-GMfxLDiOzJWh1bdXCELxyEK3T_cge669XJH-OjpqboLoway-LOo/" width="123" /></a></div><br />I'm using the Color Street strips to cover the acrylics while they grow out. This is how great they still look after a week. Next weekend I can file down more of the acrylic bump and apply a new set of strips.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkwjmP4NuPJm5th57bxbyfF133jaMGv7z3Xkn7xLC4Slv9CRI3OTZyRT_8xU8ectWx35aaJgk1C6D1Qwtw2nI6FpOprbPrOI8Z72hLbNMH-GNmRcLGYWxfNGUW3u0W471MSQMgdoTXnA/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2040" data-original-width="1520" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkwjmP4NuPJm5th57bxbyfF133jaMGv7z3Xkn7xLC4Slv9CRI3OTZyRT_8xU8ectWx35aaJgk1C6D1Qwtw2nI6FpOprbPrOI8Z72hLbNMH-GNmRcLGYWxfNGUW3u0W471MSQMgdoTXnA/" width="179" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Duke is smelling fresh after a bath today</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsvxyQecMK3HTQyV2RqZvMi0t6M34srX2pM7fq0m_OqbBQ71SZNANtQs-GGZhwXPOIEZQvjobt6epi3ElZQPFOPa8puKOoWmMA3qpG7rDXE4HMs8bajuAmeJX_mV7mLigEYFD6toexM_Y/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="657" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsvxyQecMK3HTQyV2RqZvMi0t6M34srX2pM7fq0m_OqbBQ71SZNANtQs-GGZhwXPOIEZQvjobt6epi3ElZQPFOPa8puKOoWmMA3qpG7rDXE4HMs8bajuAmeJX_mV7mLigEYFD6toexM_Y/" width="123" /></a></div><br />Last weekend I got to take my Grandson to the zoo with his sweet Mama. He was fascinated by a skunk </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This weekend was just for resting and recharging for the next week. We have only had two weeks of in person classes with students. I got to start my ESL (English as a second language) group and Monday I will start my 1st and 2nd grade reading groups. In order to socially distance students we have three recesses sessions and three different lunch periods for grades 1st to 5th. Last week a kindergarten aid was out and we had to fill in for her as well. The Zogg fire was very close to us in Redding and the air quality on Wednesday and Thursday was so bad students could not play outside. That still meant that I was racing all over campus to give teachers breaks and get students in and out of the cafe.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thankfully the wind died down and the firefighters have been able to begin containment of the fire in our foothills to the west. My son is one of those firefighters. I was glad to see that he and his lady got a day off to go fishing as he works 16 days straight.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">October usually means rains, cooler temperatures and the end of the fire season. Our area has been hit hard with the fire in recent years. I pray that the next couple of months of 2020 will be kinder to us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-72068758383843990432020-08-23T20:28:00.001-07:002020-08-23T20:28:23.224-07:00Hummingbird Zin<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyF_yQipDZHyfSa4cDioJr3s_A7-iTY2sAbvUctRwRZNGyiLDymVkb54qXtMrpNka_kDK7IoPKL2z4n1e_7SWy9CtiQNC6pr2WVn_VBKTV9I2nVlX4xZocx8H6Iy2O2dYsFpj05sFuLA/s2048/20200823_183651+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyF_yQipDZHyfSa4cDioJr3s_A7-iTY2sAbvUctRwRZNGyiLDymVkb54qXtMrpNka_kDK7IoPKL2z4n1e_7SWy9CtiQNC6pr2WVn_VBKTV9I2nVlX4xZocx8H6Iy2O2dYsFpj05sFuLA/s640/20200823_183651+%25281%2529.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After nearly 5 months home with Molly I returned to my elementary campus on August 10th. We had two days of training and the teachers began meeting their students in what was called a "Soft Opening". In the past two weeks each child has come into meet their teacher and get supplies for Distant Learning. After helping the teachers prepare supplies my team was assigned to our 5 teachers in grades 1st to 5th. Beginning this week each of us will be conducting a small group for reading in each grade, each day, four days a week.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I've done this face to face for the past five and a half years, but conduction reading groups online is a new experience. This last spring my university classroom was in this format. Only once was I the presenter. Now I have a mini classroom with a white board of my own. I have created the lessons for the first few weeks and just wait and see what it will look like in realtime.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To unwind Molly and I watch hummingbirds.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF4N7V-qaX4rCXeXb9dYzap7mZ76vpYilU57WMjt6OH9fRIr-8dPUofvwztS5m8FcUloe13aRNVZJQhmBAEOZ3FEOgOWfuFYwkMBhi1PFQcrgS3Ru1cJcqQzQEqfzFiUKkckHskw3SgT0/s2048/20200823_184849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF4N7V-qaX4rCXeXb9dYzap7mZ76vpYilU57WMjt6OH9fRIr-8dPUofvwztS5m8FcUloe13aRNVZJQhmBAEOZ3FEOgOWfuFYwkMBhi1PFQcrgS3Ru1cJcqQzQEqfzFiUKkckHskw3SgT0/s640/20200823_184849.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sometimes I just watch Molly, watching for hummingbirds.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8R3S_G3bnPtN2IdznsPbOYXGWM_PJoMPkqNp8Qp25gF3P7zAlWMnqe8-BPxVE_L0VKMvifSkt6lkMqLyaz5US3yn3Q_j6QSL7tLWoMyrNjl2R64ahnocCYRciV3izCuZPzddCcGwNnw/s2048/20200823_183409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8R3S_G3bnPtN2IdznsPbOYXGWM_PJoMPkqNp8Qp25gF3P7zAlWMnqe8-BPxVE_L0VKMvifSkt6lkMqLyaz5US3yn3Q_j6QSL7tLWoMyrNjl2R64ahnocCYRciV3izCuZPzddCcGwNnw/s640/20200823_183409.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There is a bright orange glow outside from all the fires in California. Molly and the Hummingbirds don't seems to care. My son is out there fighting the fires. Breathe...watch Molly watch the hummingbird.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCeNWnah632SB577ZT9U2aVkCrk5N9jVajKuQOdvg5kwIUju9t6O74W1y9jsSwobq0IxYqdJiGIEC9ywxrMMneV2qOKU6CHVYCR4oz8viNIkfzbr2RXn1v5Y26_MAGJlaI9bavuwloH_8/s6000/DSC00555+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCeNWnah632SB577ZT9U2aVkCrk5N9jVajKuQOdvg5kwIUju9t6O74W1y9jsSwobq0IxYqdJiGIEC9ywxrMMneV2qOKU6CHVYCR4oz8viNIkfzbr2RXn1v5Y26_MAGJlaI9bavuwloH_8/s640/DSC00555+%25281%2529.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last weekend these three grand-kiddos got together for a birthday party. I bought them a Pier 1 Imports shopping cart to use outside in the garden. After I left someone decided it should be a go-cart. All three littles piled in and got pushed around the house by adult men. They wont be that little again. What a great memory.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJU9LdK1TMv2OtU9hVMGM7AhvmC2B9V2fmGrw5QHcF6eMynuz1-CKhhxdYDypeYqF5mkjj2TfQIH5Us2JWaQCOONmJSARXD9F52v18veVVGL-9jHOxaceBwg-h3Sa1ydew4SlRaV7d044/s6000/DSC00559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJU9LdK1TMv2OtU9hVMGM7AhvmC2B9V2fmGrw5QHcF6eMynuz1-CKhhxdYDypeYqF5mkjj2TfQIH5Us2JWaQCOONmJSARXD9F52v18veVVGL-9jHOxaceBwg-h3Sa1ydew4SlRaV7d044/s640/DSC00559.JPG" width="640" /></a></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Judah loved getting to see his girl cousins and they were wild about him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcTGFN1iLfsWK84uUDFLOMr1GPU6ICDz0wCDxie4-92KSTIANkrU0Zz8L6cTmRrRSRyKjavpym3cVuhMhmjGwMehQxz_to4K01dfXBHuv6VQdqv1Vy-r6I1jcL4ygCuG6rqRKRD61HsE/s1136/IMG_9820.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1136" data-original-width="640" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcTGFN1iLfsWK84uUDFLOMr1GPU6ICDz0wCDxie4-92KSTIANkrU0Zz8L6cTmRrRSRyKjavpym3cVuhMhmjGwMehQxz_to4K01dfXBHuv6VQdqv1Vy-r6I1jcL4ygCuG6rqRKRD61HsE/s640/IMG_9820.PNG" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The Birthday girl was great at sharing her day with her little cousin and he was a great sport with all the girly stuff going on around him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcGZgPtef55qpvA9Zt-uyu6EAvGLXXktrhkY82zUEaDJNRcAU3C8J1fXmiO17k2Tj7qDjR_kSypcRNh_nlqec21-_QXH21NF6Zj4uYKpoiXicIdECFHXwcOccHDMBOTauoxSxib9MFUw/s6000/Copy+of+DSC00408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcGZgPtef55qpvA9Zt-uyu6EAvGLXXktrhkY82zUEaDJNRcAU3C8J1fXmiO17k2Tj7qDjR_kSypcRNh_nlqec21-_QXH21NF6Zj4uYKpoiXicIdECFHXwcOccHDMBOTauoxSxib9MFUw/s640/Copy+of+DSC00408.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've never met a better 4 year old hostess. She meet every guest with a lei and patiently allowed her best-friend to share opening gifts. My daughter had made cake and had a lunch for everyone. So many small children and hardly a tear. I couldn't stay long as I was headed for a weekend of wedding in Grass Valley, but my youngest granddaughter having my people watching temperament sat on my lap for a good long "People watching" session.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmQLE27_KVS8m_RKIuVUUvbnsMFR10bLl1DopghUkDiqnR3jjD4G_Tlx2ugHaRu2pxARrk7zfATFBWBNNcY5n0aJ7pxRTzEWLBN3ni5NYmhLlrYnrESR2_d9NNPYCpoeHa5HUT1kNZu-8/s2048/117383724_10216736839749574_3380722695791106205_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1526" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmQLE27_KVS8m_RKIuVUUvbnsMFR10bLl1DopghUkDiqnR3jjD4G_Tlx2ugHaRu2pxARrk7zfATFBWBNNcY5n0aJ7pxRTzEWLBN3ni5NYmhLlrYnrESR2_d9NNPYCpoeHa5HUT1kNZu-8/s640/117383724_10216736839749574_3380722695791106205_o.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After a busy weekend of birthday parties, rehearsal dinner, bride's breakfast, wedding and lots of driving, I returned to my world of masks and online students. I didn't eat out at all on my journey, so I did my part to support the economy at home with take out this week. A dinner can be three lunches, so that is not too bad on the checking account. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All our restaurants are closed for indoor dinning. Many people are dealing with the smokey air and sitting outside with misters and fans as it is also over 100 degrees with poor air quality. This week my middle daughter had air quality in the Danger Zone. I'm sure the air quality where my son is working is very Dangerous.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Meanwhile, we wear these masks as mandated by the State of California. Our children stay home for Covid-19 not the smoke. Two years ago they stayed home because of the smoke for a couple of days. There was panic from poor air quality and how to deal with the smoke, indoor recesses and trauma of lost homes in the Redding and Paradise area. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our community is still building after the devastation. My friends who have retired and wanted to move out of the area have often sold their house as soon as they go on the market. I have had a lot of friends sell and move to greener pastures. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq3Eh7wA3qIPhFIxFc_cRADQZzqe1diWX8-Kp7JIXXD-SzV97ISXBYv8y-rEc8_zX3ICI0H5ZrSGlokQgKQHRqEzIqhXioy7dV41wcnp5xbwoZpFKRCHDqqnqxqXvFGJJ2NUVPn1F2q3g/s2048/619555715001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq3Eh7wA3qIPhFIxFc_cRADQZzqe1diWX8-Kp7JIXXD-SzV97ISXBYv8y-rEc8_zX3ICI0H5ZrSGlokQgKQHRqEzIqhXioy7dV41wcnp5xbwoZpFKRCHDqqnqxqXvFGJJ2NUVPn1F2q3g/s640/619555715001.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I wont be moving anytime soon. My landlady just had a brand new self-cleaning oven and hood installed in my apartment. I celebrated my fifth anniversary here in the Nest. This week Molly and I also celebrated her 5 month "Got You Day" anniversary. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Breathe in, breathe out...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's gonna be okay.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">God has my back. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-4122277590054504172020-07-27T19:07:00.000-07:002020-07-27T19:07:35.205-07:00Hello Lamppost what'ca knowing...Last year in<a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2019/07/" target="_blank"> July</a> I was living pretty carefree in my friend's house while she was in France. Then at the end of 2019 I posted my New Year's <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2019/12/" target="_blank">look</a>.<br />
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I feel like I have lived years since that day in late December as I prepared to return to full time university studies and my school job in January as well a part-time at Pier One Imports.<div>
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I thought I took life seriously and after changing back to my maiden name and getting a passport I had hope to travel this summer out of the USA for the first time in my life. I did not have a clue that I would be spending more time than ever in my apartment and adopting a cat!</div>
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Last August 2nd, on my 60th birthday a group of girlfriends and I had a great evening at Kelly's Pub celebrating me. The <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Billy-and-The-Jets-597596360673531/" target="_blank">live band</a> had an attracted elbow to elbow crowd and I made new friends that night. Old friends popped in and out through the night and a great time was had by all.</div>
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Kelly's Pub along with the rest of California is closed to inside dinning and drinking. The band is playing at the Food Trucks on September 10th, but they have not gotten to play at the Mosquito Serenade that we usually have in the park. Music has been one of the things I have missed the most from the Shelter in Place and State closures. </div>
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My 2018 birthday wish was to have my passport and name change by August 2019. ✔</div>
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My 2019 birthday wish was to use the passport and name change.....no check mark.</div>
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I have a cat sleeping in my Pier One Imports basket on top of my Pier One Imports throw collection.</div>
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I also have a Purr-Pillow that sits on my lap...</div>
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Today was the first time I had gone to Orchard Nutrition in 6 months</div>
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This meme sizes up how I feel about August 2020. July was a month that wasn't there. I went through the motions, but my grandbabies in central California were sick most of the month with an awful tummy bug. It was terrible for the Mama and Daddy that had sick babies and the littles didn't call Grammie a lot, cuz they just weren't feeling good. </div>
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Our little guy on the coast learned to walk and is clapping his hands. He did have a video visit with his Great-Grandpa and that was pretty fun.</div>
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My Dad had surgery for blood clots on his brain and miraculously has no side effects from a scary time. He is home and doing very well in his recovery, but staples and holes drilled in your head will take a toll on anyone. </div>
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We resume our school schedule on August 10th. I have been working at Pier 1 all summer trying to figure out how to wear a mask and/or shield.</div>
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This seems to be the hybrid for the 20-21 school year. At least it is what I will start with in August.</div>
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Molly and I would appreciate prayer as we head into August. My educator friends would appreciate prayers too. My retail friends need pray and my Fire Fighter son and his colleagues need pray. Two years ago we entered the school year wearing masks to protect us from smoke.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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There may not be live music in the bars or parks, but there is always live music in my head.</div>
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This morning I woke up with this song stuck in my head. <a href="http://www.songlyrics.com/simon-garfunkel/feelin-groovy-lyrics/" target="_blank">Feeling Groovy </a><br /><div>
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....I come to watch your flowers growing...Feeling Groovy. 🌻🦋</div>
Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-70985259992895148522020-07-14T15:33:00.000-07:002020-07-14T15:33:39.795-07:00How Should We Then Live?<div style="text-align: center;">
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The statement that is the title of this book has been going through my mind a lot in the past four or five months. Four months ago we closed schools. School, Pier 1, Church and every little thing that would be considered "my normal" was gone. In Francis A. Schaeffer's book on page 252 Mr. Schaeffer concludes his discussion in western philosophy of "immediate peace and affluence." He wrote this book in the 1970's and many churches offered viewing of the video series. My own understand of this series was the need to adjust our world view.</div>
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How better to adjust your world view than have a World Wide Shelter in Place order. I spent the first two months watching Rick Steves' Europe travel series on YouTube. The following months I have been following up on all those European countries that rely on American Tourism for their economy. These countries are hurting financially, but their air is fresh and locals are getting to see the sites in uncrowded conditions.</div>
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Universally, our globe is having the least pollution of decades. Family values have been regained. Parents had to stay home with their children and eat around the table. I have heard of so many families that adjusted priorities and the children are thriving. We can focus on media controversies or the good things that are coming out of this summer.</div>
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When we come out on the other side of Covid-19/summer 2020 I hope personal peace and affluence are not my personal goals. My peace needs to come from serving my LORD and loving my neighbor as myself.</div>
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This past Sunday I was blessed to have our Bishop come through Redding and lay hands on me in The Order of Confirmation. If I had been raised in the Anglican tradition this would have happened during my high school years. Fittingly, I feel like I have revisited my late teen years. This season has allowed me the time to reflect on Deena of the 1970's and what my goals and aspirations were before being married and having children. My faith journey has been solid all these years with many people who have showed God's love to my family. I currently am thankful for my Anglican Church and the wonderful people that celebrate and serve our Savior with me at Saint Luke's.</div>
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Since returning to my university studies in January I have been able to study: World History, Art History, Church History and exam my own history. Confirmation was a public step to let the folks at Saint Luke's know that I am serious about serving with them. May the gifts given to all believers through the Holy Spirit dwelling in me: Wisdom, Knowledge, Understanding, Courage, Discernment, Piety and the Fear of GOD. The closing hymn was <a href="https://hymnary.org/text/onward_christian_soldiers_marching_as" target="_blank">Onward Christian Soldiers</a>.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There is so much fear in our world right now. This season of Novel Corona Virus is something that most people have no realm of experience to draw on to help cope. On </span><a href="https://www.cbsnews.com/news/melissa-gilbert-on-life-lessons-learned-from-little-house-on-the-prairie/" style="font-family: inherit;" target="_blank">CBS Sunday Morning</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> program there was an interview of Melissa Gilbert who stared as Laura in "Little House on the Praise." History does tell us that schools have been closed before to stop spread of diseases. People have worn face coverings before to stop spreading diseases. There has been economic decline when the world seemed to stand still during plaques, wars and natural </span>catastrophe<span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></div>
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If you have ever read my blog, you know I am a creature of reflection. </div>
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However, setting a Five Year Goal in 2015 was not part of my life system and now I am really thankful that I didn't take the time.</div>
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In <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2015/07/my-morning-routine.html" target="_blank">2015</a> my July blog post was being written in a Starbucks in Redding. My life as it was would be changing radically as my 28 year marriage was ending and my son and I would be moving to Redding in August. As always, self-care was the theme. Ian was in EMT classes and I was driving him the 25 miles from Cottonwood to Redding for class while I worked the summer for the YMCA camps. </div>
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In <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2016/07/happy-4th-of-july.html" target="_blank">2016</a> I was working 40 hour weeks for YMCA camps. Abbie was having my first Grandchild in August and my skin was tired of sun. I sewed and crafted all my free hours. I had worked so hard the past year to live in a nice apartment. I was tired and lonely.<br />
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In <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2017/07/the-lord-will-turn-mourning-to-joy.html" target="_blank">2017</a> we lost Taylor. They say that the loss of a child is the worst experience a mother can have... I don't dispute that, but watching my son loose the love of his life in a medical procedure that was going to save her life...well that was the hardest experience I have every had to endure. My mother died 30 years before Taylor and I did not feel as helpless as I did on July 4th 2017. </div>
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In<a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2018/07/reflections-from-spa-deena-summer-2018.html" target="_blank"> 2018</a> I embraced my artwork. An eclectic collection of the journey I had been on for the past 59 years. I was no long with YMCA and had been enjoying a year at Pier 1 Imports for my second job. </div>
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My heart was releasing pain, heart ache, joy and hopefulness in all kinds of art. Even at Pier One I got to express my talents.</div>
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Last <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2019/07/" target="_blank">July</a> I had just finished my last book review. In the past decade I have reviewed a dozen newly released books for authors in the women's self discovery genre. <a href="https://lisajobaker.com/the-middle-matters-book/" target="_blank">The Middle Matters</a> by Lisa-Jo Baker was the last book I reviewed. At the beginning of June I had gone to San Francisco for one of my niece's wedding. Then at the end of June Abbie and I had gone to the coast with her girls for Johanna's baby shower. I was in the middle of changing my name back to my maiden name and getting all the Real ID so that I could travel this year. I even got my passport. Pier 1 was still my main summer job and I looked forward to the school year at my new site which I had transferred to in March.</div>
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We just did not see it coming. Six month into 2020 and I still can't believe how my world is different than past years. For most of my life I worked full time and until my sister, Elaine, took me on a vacation a few years ago up the Oregon Coast I had never gone on a vacation. Last year I vacationed vicariously through my friends. They traveled the world and I house sat for them. Then I got my passport and considered using it this fall.</div>
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Enter COVID-19 Quarantine. Nearly three months of this year I spent in my apartment with my cat. </div>
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Once Pier 1 was able to open in early June, we had a "Going Out of Business" sign on the front of the store. My second job has become, my summer job. In about three months we will close the doors for good.</div>
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Still an Optimist</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dawning my Face Shield</td></tr>
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I did sneak over to the coast to see my Grand-baby boy last weekend.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">His bid says: Of Course I'm Cute! Haven't you seen my Mommy?</td></tr>
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My landlady of 2015 was correct. I do have a great view of the fireworks from my balcony. Redding closed off the Civic Center where normally thousands of people would celebrate the 4th of July before settling in to watch the Fireworks. In 2015 Ian and I went down to watch. In 2016 we watched them off my balcony together. 2017, he was with friends who helped him through the worst day of his life. 2018 we had no fireworks until October,because Redding was on fire. 2019 I walked over to Hilltop Drive to watch with the crowd that had parked along the road. This year I just stayed in The Nest. After working at Pier One I rested my feet until dark. We are thankful that Redding still chose to have Fireworks this year. <div>
In these uncertain times, I have a lot to be grateful for: my health, my home, Molly, my family, financial stability, a great church family and my school that plans to reopen in August. I wont be using my passport to travel, but my oldest sister and I will be having a mini vacation when her youngest gets married in August. I also get to see all the grand-babies that weekend for a joint birthday party.<br /><div>
Three months of Staycation/Shelter in Place helped me accept my own skin. Molly and I have a routine. My main goal is to be the healthiest and most balanced as an adult to help my colleagues and students in August. We aren't out of the woods...but God is on the throne of Heaven and HE cares for me.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-10713984134716500192020-06-15T22:18:00.000-07:002020-06-15T22:18:37.684-07:00Staycation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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2020 is a year we wont likely forget though I know we all would like to try. Working in Education through the three months of Shelter in Place has been very strange. Pier One Imports closed it's doors for three months and when we reopened we had a big banner that says, "Going Out of Business" across the front of our store. We will have our jobs through the summer and maybe into a bit of fall.<br />
I can't imagine what school will look like and really don't want to at this point. When I return to work in August I will take it one day at a time. For now I am on a Staycation in Redding, CA.<br />
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Since I am staying in Redding most of the summer, I thought I would see some of the sights that are not on my usual adventures. The first stop I made was to R & R Meats. I had not visited them in over 20 years.</div>
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This is the largest meat market in the area. They had at least 7 of these piggies that are sausage shaped as piggies. Along with beef, lamb, chicken, pork and all kinds of seafood, they have fresh bread and all the fixing for your meat. I bought local honey for my Dad that was from Red Bluff.</div>
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Another of my new favorites is this pizza from Raley's. I added mushrooms and a little extra cheese. The crust is non grain and is as fluff as a croissant. I don't shop at Raley's often, but it is a monthly not guilty pleasure now.</div>
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New Windows at St Luke's Anglican</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Mathius</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Matthew</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Paul</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Peter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Philip</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Simon</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Thomas</td></tr>
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The new windows are so beautiful. It has been wonderful to be back in church and see my church family. <div>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">
Molly</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Molly daring me to close the sliding door</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Francis and the succulent garden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tea Rose Garden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The corner before Molly tore down the curtain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The new look</td></tr>
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Living with a beast has been an adventure. She is a tiny little beast and she has been training me to her needs. She likes to sleep in the basket of blankets and she likes to look outside in all weather. The curtain was in her way and one day it just came down on her. I put it back up and tried for a couple of days to spray her with water when she touched it, but again it fell down. I realized the curtain was in her way to see out. Also she would see the shadow of the wind chimes, a bird or my solar lights at night. Just as a cat will follow a pointer light, she is attracted to whatever is on the curtain. We will see if this set up works. </div>
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<h3 style="text-align: center;">
Grand-baby Update</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie is the best eater</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Em is learning the piano</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Judah is standing and at 10 months about to take off running</td></tr>
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I got a big surprise on Sunday afternoon. Abbie and family came to see me in the afternoon. They had gone to church locally in the morning, had lunch with friends and spend a few hours at Grammie's house. It was so fun watching Em interact with Molly. Ellie spilled her Cheerios and Fishy crackers on my floor. The girls helped pick them up and put them in a little bowl for Molly. Just now I noticed that Molly was over at the dish eating a few. A backup plan to the usual no grain kibble.</div>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">
Odds and Ends</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I painted this for a friend who had a virtual baby shower a week ago</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The lilies around the apartment are still blooming</td></tr>
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It is the middle of June. School has been out a week and the weather has been mostly pleasant. We had the most spectacular sunset tonight. My Dad called me to see if I had noticed. Despite them building condos across the street I was able to see the beautiful sky from my terrace. </div>
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The world is crazy. We live one day at a time. God is on the throne and HE is in control. This time of year I tell people I live upstairs behind the blooming Freeway Bush tree. It is beautiful and I am glad my Dad called me, so that I stopped watching from my easy chair and took in the panorama outside.</div>
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🎜Proud to Be an American🎝</h3>
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Today I took a walk around the neighborhood for an hour. There were a lot of flags flying in the wind and flowers blooming. In May Redding had twice the normal rainfall and the last two storms were very cold, which meant we had snow stick to Lassen and Shasta.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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In my town we have the Trinity mountain range to the west, Lassen to the east and Shasta in the north. On a clear day like this you can see all the mountain ranges and there wont be this much snow again until next winter. The wind had let up and the temperature was a perfect 75 degrees this morning as I hiked around the neighborhood to the north of my apartment. </div>
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This is a great time of year to enjoy the roses. Many houses had colorful displays. These three posies were next to the sidewalk.</div>
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I am so tired of hearing the phase "Covid-19 update" on the radio. Shasta County only has recorded 34 cases of the virus and only 4 deaths were attributed to the virus in the county. We are opening up this weekend with dine-in restaurants and churches may open their doors next weekend. </div>
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I did not get to work at either of my jobs during the past two months. There was one day I got to help a teacher clean desks for 5 hours, but other than that I have had no reason to get out of bed at a reasonable hour. Reasonable to whom? Reasonable to a person who is normally at work Monday to Friday at 7:10 a.m. Molly is the only reason for me to get up before noon.</div>
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It has been like being in High School again. I was thankful my mother rarely expected me out of bed before noon in the Summer months. On reflection, 1978 was when I started working full time and I have been expected to be at work Monday to Friday most of the past 42 years. In my own defense I am usually awake by 9 😊</div>
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These two months of Shelter in Place have been an introvert's day dream. I am a people-pleaser and people exhaust me. I have continued to find ways to make people happy in my little world, but honestly social interaction is not something I missed. The first couple of weeks I missed my jobs and my students plus co-workers. I missed getting to hug people when we meet. I hate the masks. I can't breath with that thing on my face. It steams up my glasses and I find myself breathing through my mouth.</div>
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Molly and I have got our routine and when I felt a need to see the Grand-girls in Yuba County my daughter, Mary was willing to cat-sit. Molly got to stay with Mary for three night. I got to spend one night and two days with my giggle-girls.</div>
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On my way home I was able to get fresh Strawberries and Cherries outside of Chico. Molly was happy to be home as we settled back into our routine.</div>
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Most of my friends have heard that Pier 1 Imports is closing down. We have about four months of work expected to liquidate our store in Redding. By October I hope to have another part time job to supplement my income at the school. The school...that is another subject that I have no answers for and a lot of questions. CDC has given guidelines for schools that are impossible. California has cut school budgeting drastically and I can't conceive what my fall is going to look like from the lack of information I have on my situation. </div>
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For the past 43 days I have been doing the <a href="https://drleaf.com/products/switch-app-pre-order" target="_blank">SWITCH</a> app 21 day brain detox. I just finished my first two cycles and now I have begun my third cycle. This app is helping me to "take every thought captive." (2 Corinthians 10:3-6) My mantra for the summer is: Imagine a good outcome. Dr Leaf states that 90% of the bad stuff we worry will happen does not happen. For today I choose not to worry.</div>
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What I did choose to do today was wash laundry, wash dishes, feed and care for my cat and give myself a foot soak and pedicure after a long walk up the hill to the fancy house. </div>
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Nail salons, beauty shops and my apartment pool did not get to open yet. Thankfully, I don't need to have my cat groomed. Today I did see a lady who had her dogs hop out of the vehicle looking like they had just gotten their summer hair cuts. She did not look so well groomed. </div>
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Yesterday I had two video conference calls and got a visit from a teacher at my school. She was delivering the Classified Appreciation Gifts. Even though we had to set on the bench for this round of play we were appreciated for our work in the school. That is something I can focus on.</div>
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Humor is the only way to deal with this crisis, or any crisis. Another meme I saw today said, "Whatever your five year plan was in 2015, I am sure you were wrong." I have two girls who graduated from university May 2015. Their 5 year plan was to be married and have children. They have both succeeded. Their professions are on hold at the moment, but being wives and mothers has been a great goal. I am very proud of all my children and their spouses. </div>
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2020 has not been what we had expected. Staying home and adopting a cat was not my birthday wish in 2019. Finishing a semester of University study was also not in my plan. Fall 2020 will look different, but I choose to work my hardest at what I can and leave the plan to God.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-62669225359588763192020-05-11T17:04:00.002-07:002020-05-23T15:51:33.797-07:00An A+ to all the home school Moms<div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
From my earliest memory, I wanted to be a mommy. In 1991 I became Mommie. Almost half of my life I have been answering to that title. My young friends with children in their households have gotten to spend the past two months in the world that was my reality for nearly two decades. </div>
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Homeschooling through public school and limited social interaction because of financial issues. Our interaction with others was due to my resourcefulness. We signed up for a lot of programs and there was no internet meetings. Every two or three weeks we would see the teachers. It has been nearly a decade since we lived that life, but I didn't feel a need to impart my wisdom to anyone on social media. Being a home school mom is a individual journey. There is plenty of advise on the internet if someone wants to search. Mostly, moms today just want to be told they are doing a good job. I give all the moms I know an<b> <span style="color: red;">A+</span> </b>in dealing with Shelter in Place.</div>
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Some of my mom friends have embraced a schedule, others have thrown the schedule out the window. Most have drank more alcohol in the past 8 weeks than the previous 16 weeks. Thankfully, grocery stores have a good selection of wine. We have hit the halfway mark on the distance learning program. There will be some state testing done next week and families have been told that they can keep the Chrome Books until school starts in August. That is a great thing for the students to continue with their reading and math through the summer break. </div>
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I had 26 years of motherhood with only a few breaks for women's retreats. No vacations in 26 years of motherhood. The kids and I did take a couple of trips together to Prineville, but that was not a vacation for mom. Sleepless nights and traveling with four small children on a bus....not a vacation. I could say that my 8 weeks of Shelter in Place has been the personal retreat I always wanted.</div>
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In a women's magazine I read about <a href="https://goldendoor.com/" target="_blank">The Golden Door Spa.</a> For three decades that has been my idea of an imaginary healthy personal retreat. This past few weeks I decided I could make this my own Golden Door experience. I have access to good food, I have a yoga mat and video and <a href="https://drleaf.com/products/switch-on-your-brain" target="_blank">SWITCH</a> app on my phone for daily reflection and meditation suggestions. You could say this is a self guided retreat. </div>
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Some days I don't want to get out of bed. Molly makes sure I get up. Around week three I had cleaned out the pantry and have only replenished with healthy choices. Yes, 65% chocolate is a healthy choice. I would like more outdoor exercise. It looks like I will have time to work on that aspect of the Personal Retreat in the next 8 weeks. </div>
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I am thankful that all of my family has stayed healthy. My girls with littles have sent a lot of videos and photos. We have video calls and plan old fashion phone calls. It was great to hear we were at the 1/2 way mark with school. There are only 18 days left of this school year. Amazing! I don't know exactly what 2020/21 school year will look like...my prayer is that I am using this time to make me a better person to face that tomorrow.</div>
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Grammie will be waiting for this special Mail</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emelia and Bear making sure the envelope was mailed properly</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I got a visit from my personal Forest Firefighter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Princess Emelia met Batman for a social distance play date</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Princess Em let Ellie wear the dress<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The big truck moved my little princesses 25 minutes closer to Grammie</td></tr>
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My kids in the Sacramento area moved last week to a house that is 25 minutes closer to Grammie. Next week I will be traveling down to see my grandgirls.<br />
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-82673481617529553942020-04-26T17:26:00.002-07:002020-04-26T17:26:58.264-07:00Another Day....<h3>
There were times this week when I didn't know if I could make it...</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But Grandgirls were excited to see my ladybugs.</td></tr>
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Then they all died...shipper is replacing shipment<br /><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandgirls were sharing cookie via messenger</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Judah is just happy all the time (3 hours away)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I haven't seen my Pier 1 Peeps for 5 weeks, but we made a poster together</td></tr>
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I was going stir crazy by Thursday. I hadn't had class or homework to do since my last class ended Sunday. Thursday is the day my landscapers arrive and being on the second floor all the exhaust and noise seems to head straight for my apartment. <div>
I took my cat, Molly, for a drive to find snow. We found a patch just past Lassen Park entrance. The park is closed.</div>
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Molly loved the snow. At noon we headed home and I was going to support a local business, but the car lines were too long. The stores that are opened had packed parking lots....I felt closed in, but lonely all at the same time.</div>
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I went home and made myself a gourmet lunch. Sweet potato fries, sweet little peppers, hamburger with mozzarella strips and chick-fa-lay sauce, with mango chunks. At that moment of despair, I decided to start making myself a fancy plate of food every day.<div>
The following day I cleaned out my pantry and made a shopping list. Saturday morning, early, I went to Trader Joe's and bought two bags of mostly fruits and vegetables. I had meats and cheese at home.</div>
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In my pantry I had a supply of Tapioca Wraps. Today it was shrimp and fresh asparagus wraps with fresh Strawberries. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My splurge was to order this poster. I already had a frame<br />and I finally got the grandgirls pictures on the wall</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Molly really misses her lady bugs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We await the new shipment with new artwork<br />first time painting reverse on glass</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and there are the nails of a woman who has not been working enough<br />I will paint them before this weeks installment of Read Out Loud Grammie</td></tr>
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How am I doing you ask? I am okay. I am grateful that no one I know has died from this virus. I am making more money on unemployment than I would if I was working. Making a schedule each week and putting down big chores, like cleaning the pantry or the bathroom closet are a must. Molly makes such a stink that I clean her box twice a day. <div>
Having my little buddy crawl in my lap a couple of time a day is therapeutic. I go over and visit with my Dad once a week to share the family pictures and hear about his latest project. At 87 he has taken up riding an exercise bike 2 or 3 miles a day and has fired his landscaper. Yesterday he bought a new lawn mower and has been planting Gerber Daisy all over the place. He has the prettiest roses too. He also has a little dog, Duke, who keeps him company. </div>
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I have worked full time most of the past 4 1/2 decades....never taking off 6 weeks, even to have a baby. I always worked, a lot. I designed the nest as a place to entertain one or two people. Just entertaining Molly has been a challenging. I have not needed to escape in a book. Now I will need to read a book, just for something to keep me busy. </div>
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In past summers I would read 5 books a week easily. Every summer I would win a library prize in the drawing, because I stuffed the ballot box with entries. In 5 weeks I have hardly picked up a book for pleasure. I felt the need to be ready for something...but now it seems I am not essential. I suppose that it what is the hardest to accept. I have to be okay with the idea that I am not needed by anyone, but that is not bad.</div>
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I have always sought ways to be useful. That is a very hard thing to do right now. I have been told the most useful thing I can do is take care of myself. Eat right, exercise, yoga, feed and care for Molly, clean my apartment and grow my little terrace garden....polish my nails and read a book to my grandkids online....and write down my thoughts for another day.</div>
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Another Day</h3>
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Another day we will walk in the park.</div>
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Another day we will drink coffee at the shope.</div>
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Another day we will sit in a theatre. </div>
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Another day we will sing and dance together.</div>
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Another day we will play games on the playground.</div>
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Another day we will read stories in the back of the classroom.</div>
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Another day we will kiss our grandchildren and remember.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-1523297890935769902020-04-20T20:03:00.000-07:002020-04-20T20:03:11.688-07:00Ladybugs in the Mail<h2 style="text-align: center;">
My Postal Carrier Hand Delivered Live Lady Bugs Today</h2>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1,500 Live Lady Bugs<br /></td></tr>
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Since I got Molly a month ago my terrace has become organic and cat friendly. In the past few years Rose Dust has been my way of controlling aphids. Last week my daughter, Mary brought me 2 tomato plants. Between the roses and tomatoes I needed something that was Molly friendly and would remove the aphids that are expected soon. My local hardware store did not have lady bugs yet, so USPS delivers life critters.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Molly was very excited to have friends. We put them in the refrigerator and will be sprinkling a few at sunset and a few more in the morning. I will give Mary a lot of them for her place.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We started our day with all our ducks in a row</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Molly wasn't too sure about the duck idea</td></tr>
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Last week we got the terrace weeded and gave Mary a lot of violets that had taken over the rose bed.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fresh Herbs that are Cat friendly</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">3 hours of redecorating the Fairy Garden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The walls look bare after cleaning out all the violets</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Francis and the Turtles in the desert</td></tr>
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Easter News from the Chicklets to The Nest</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie modeling one of Auntie Joey's Etsy outfits<br />with Em chasing her with Bubbles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Since I can't see them through this Shelter in Place I read<br />a story to them and recorded it for after nap</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Judah was eight months old on 4.10</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steven, Johanna and Judah</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He is such a big-little man</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mike and Mary have been together for 2 years<br />They just moved into a new to them house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ian, Lucy and Junior</td></tr>
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I am thankful for Facebook Messenger, Facetime. Abbie and the girls as well as Joey and Judah have visited me this past week with video chats. Mary had a birthday last week. Molly and I spent Saturday at her house. This was my first time there in 6 weeks. We all hope that once Tim and Abbie have moved into their new house next month I can go visit them. Then a few weeks later Judah and his parents.<div>
I finished all my Simpson Classes for the semester. I am taking off the summer to regroup. Today I was sent information that tuition may be paid through my union at school. I will be sending an application in for the program tomorrow. Meanwhile, I am on unemployment for Pier 1 and getting paid by the school under my contract. For once in my adult life money is not a worry. Keeping my mind and body active while observing Shelter in Place guidelines is my challenge. A month with only a couple of hugs from my dad and one from Mary....thankfully I have a cat who will cuddle on my lap once a day.</div>
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In upcoming days we will be making some art for my blank terrace walls. There are so many projects I can do and I won't need to buy any supplies. Molly loves when I cut out pieces. She will play with a scrap of paper for an hour. </div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-19314726972577111522020-04-11T18:54:00.001-07:002020-04-11T18:54:57.645-07:00Peace Be Still<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Lent 2020</h3>
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On Wednesday February 26,2020 when I took the ashes on my forehead to begin the season of lent I had not given a lot of thought to the world health situation. My professor in my Math class on Thursday night spoke briefly of his concern about friends in Wuhan, China and the <i>virus</i> outbreak. The following week we were all aware of the VIRUS. By the end of our class on March 12th, the 20 students who assembled in person for the last time were more nervous about the Covid-19 coronavirus than we were about our final presentations of Math manipulative.</div>
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The following week we met for the first time in our Zoom classroom for our Earth Science class. That night, March 19th is when the world we had known ceased to exist. My school district had made the decision to close school in Redding, California the previous Monday, so I was off work already. On Thursday, March 19th the governor or California declared a <a href="https://www.kqed.org/science/1959566/california-gov-gavin-newsom-orders-state-to-shelter-in-place" target="_blank">Shelter in Place order</a>. We were in our Zoom classroom online and watching our phones blow up with messages. My Pier 1 manager had closed the store and was telling us that the store would remain closed until further notice.</div>
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The next day I adopted my cat, Molly and began adjusting the new normal of my life.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Molly watching me while in my Zoom class</td></tr>
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Lent took on an entirely new meaning. I was giving up take-out coffee and fancy fingernails for Lent to put my spare change in the Mite Box. Now it appeared that I would be giving up my employment and visits to see my Grand-babies as well. Within a few days Molly had given me a routine. Get up, feed her, clean her box, feed me, do my devotional, hold her, take a walk, feed me, play with her, hold and pet her, do my university school work, feed me, hold her, feed her, clean her box... That has been the course of our days. Without getting to go to church services to make any day different than the next; I call all days Caturday.<div>
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My silver lining is that no one in my family has gotten sick from Covid-19.I get to see my grandchildren everyday in pictures on my phone, video calls or videos sent by their moms. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie in a cute outfit made by Auntie Joey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emelia and Bear<br /> Modeling her headband from Auntie Joey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some days we have video of Judah eating and cooing</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtz1UQOso1dhF9Xvby3TRJui03Zz5viUUf7yaooNPygZHpFvGgPmneQBbHwq2QEjmwLFJCo-tqIgee3qZb5JB_rf5qlzwdStSVYJnHPefJ6yjnyvRgOv2AOOYax4dENnhp7TvP8xlXBKc/s1600/Judah+after+bath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtz1UQOso1dhF9Xvby3TRJui03Zz5viUUf7yaooNPygZHpFvGgPmneQBbHwq2QEjmwLFJCo-tqIgee3qZb5JB_rf5qlzwdStSVYJnHPefJ6yjnyvRgOv2AOOYax4dENnhp7TvP8xlXBKc/s320/Judah+after+bath.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some days Judah is clean,<br />but every video and picture is precious</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love the video calls even when the kiddos get fussy</td></tr>
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I have kept up on my<a href="https://www.duolingo.com/" target="_blank"> Duolingo</a> app for French for 188 days. Yesterday I started a new app from Caroline Leaf called <a href="https://drleaf.com/products/switch-app-pre-order" target="_blank">SWITCH</a>. Dr. Leaf is an author I have been following for almost a year. Her book<a href="https://drleaf.com/collections/all/products/switch-on-your-brain" target="_blank"> </a><i><a href="https://drleaf.com/collections/all/products/switch-on-your-brain" target="_blank">Switch on Your Brain</a> </i>explains the premise of the app. She teaches that you can change how you think in 21 days. Her daily 5 steps help you correct toxic thought patterns. I often listen to her podcasts when I feel anxious to help me rethink my toxic thoughts. </div>
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I hope you all are doing well with Shelter in Place. It seems that we, in California, won't be free to hug a neighbor for another few weeks or more. I am getting paid for my school job under contract, but I really miss all those little huggers. </div>
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ALMIGHTY God, who through thine only-begotten Son Jesus Christ hast overcome death, and opened unto us the gate of everlasting life; We humbly beseech thee that, as by thy special grace preventing us thou dost put into our minds good desires, so by thy continual help we may bring the same to good effect; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Ghost ever, one God, world without end. Amen.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-37553011878712671352020-03-27T18:25:00.000-07:002020-03-27T18:25:36.440-07:00Virtual Hugs<div style="text-align: center;">
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A year ago I had just transferred to a different school in my district. A different campus with a different atmosphere. As Spring Break began I was working toward house sitting for seven of a 12 month period. <a href="https://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2019/04/happy-spring-break.html" target="_blank">Spring Break 2019</a> was in a different place and time. </div>
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In October I felt lead to begin attending church at <a href="https://www.stlukesredding.org/" target="_blank">St Luke's Anglican Church</a> in Redding. I told the Priest that I needed a time of renewal in my faith and would like to sit back for the season from Christmas to Easter and observe before making a further commitment. He agreed and I began a devotional time of rest, peace and spiritual growth.</div>
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One of the deacons showed me a website with the daily office for morning and evening prayer. Since October each morning and evening I would passively participate by listening and following along on my phone.<a href="https://cradleofprayer.org/" target="_blank"> Cradle of Prayer</a> follows the morning and evening prayer of <a href="https://cradleofprayer.org/the-book-of-common-prayer/" target="_blank">The Book of Common Prayer.</a> With my eyes barely open and my throat beginning to wake up before reporting to work at 7:10 a.m. I would follow along to the best of my sleepy ability.</div>
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A Pain in the Neck</h3>
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Two weeks ago last night I had my final class at Simpson College on campus. For a week I had been suffering with a Charlie Horse at the base of my head, behind my left ear. Our final class was presenting to the class a 10 minute Math lesson. My lesson was for 5th grade fractions and despite the pain I passed the class with flying colors. Sunday morning I went forward for prayer and began to feel the pressures of the world release from my shoulders.</div>
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We went to our school jobs on Monday, but by 2:00 p.m. we were told school would be closing for the next three weeks. Then our Simpson Classes were moved online only. I got to learn a new platform called Zoom video conferencing. The first night was hectic as we all learned together for four hours how to use the platform and how to share our ideas for learning Earth Science. At the third hour break my phone blew up with messages. Govern Newsom was closing down California the following day and not only would Pier 1 close, but their would be no Grammie travel during Easter Break.</div>
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Thankfully, the pain in my neck was gone, but the ache in my heart was pretty deep. I contacted my daughter in Shingletown on Friday to ask about adopting a cat. She had one picked out and I headed to Shingletown ~Rescue Animal In Need. The cat my daughter liked for me did not care for me. However, a tabby named Molly thought I was her forever Mama. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So far she has not tried to step on to the table while I eat</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Dad made her a scratching post</td></tr>
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Never a Dull Moment </h3>
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Molly is a typical 6 month old cat. She has only broken one small knick-knack from a yard sale. She occasionally races through the apartment, but mostly is a very good roommate. She keeps me on schedule and insists I do the dishes in the sink as well as keep her area in the bathroom clean. The vacuum doesn't bother her, but she is not a fan of the garbage disposal. </div>
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One day I kept hearing odd noises at the front door. This was what I saw through the peephole.</div>
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Unfortunately for last years Easter Door hanger, a scrub jay had decided that he needed to move into the nest. He was trying to removed the old eggs. He just didn't realize what great glue Pier1 uses and that the eggs were solid foam.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pecked holes in two of the eggs and wouldn't give up<br /></td></tr>
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I put back up my sunflower hanger and gave up after trying three different days and getting the same result. Lazy bird!!!<div>
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Grandbaby Update</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Judah and his Mama are Sheltering In Place in Humboldt County<br />while his Dad works at Costco</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie is keeping everything lighthearted</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emilia is pretty serious about her home-schooling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />The mamas get no rest and no pop-cycles to themselves</td></tr>
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On the Home Front</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Early this morning I put a Thank you Heart on his van,<br />This fellow lives a building over from me and often parks downstairs.</td></tr>
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I made a stack of Thank You Hearts for all my local Essential Workers. I put one on the door of the nurse who lives directly below me too. I plan to make a garland of them on my railing with a note of thanks. There are over 100 units in my complex and many work in Essential Fields.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I take a walk for an hour every day. <br />This was a message of hope from a neighbor</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even through the slight drizzle the tulips were worshiping God</td></tr>
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Daily I can take time to go through the morning and evening office of prayer. I can consider the words and listen or join with the canter. Let our hearts be like St Francis.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400;">“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;</span></div>
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where there is hatred, let me sow love;</div>
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when there is injury, pardon;</div>
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where there is doubt, faith;</div>
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where there is despair, hope;</div>
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where there is darkness, light;</div>
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and where there is sadness, joy.</div>
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Grant that I may not so much seek</div>
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to be consoled as to console;</div>
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to be understood, as to understand,</div>
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to be loved as to love;</div>
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it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,</div>
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and it is in dying [to ourselves] that we are born to eternal life.”</div>
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The past week has been an up and down of emotions. Being an introvert who could usually hold up at home all the hours I don't work....I felt this Shelter in Place order would not be a problem. My children and I did that most of the 1990s. I home-schooled through the public school. We had no technology and the kids would get packets every two or three weeks from their teachers. That was 20 years ago and life has changed so much with technology. We were too poor for sports and there was a period of five years that we had no home church. The library and grocery store were our main outings.<br />
Now my daughter with two young ones has been experiencing a similar time of life, but they have Disney+ and a big screen TV. They are blessed with a park down the road and a wonderful library. However, this week when the Shelter in Place went down she had to wipe her calendar clean. I have been so proud to see the different ideas she has followed through with each day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie Anne at 15 months old doesn't mind the Shelter In Place</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On a nature walk, they put velcro on their wrists to collect leaves and flowers</td></tr>
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Abbie remembers what it was like when we stayed home after 9/11. Her husband is in law enforcement and has been in the National Guard until last year. Keeping life normal for the littles is a hard thing for everyone. Not being able to see friends and family is hard. Thankfully, we all have the video chat on our phones and photos daily.</div>
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New Room Mate</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meet my new roommate Molly</td></tr>
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By Friday the Shelter in Place began to get to me. My Dad is 87 and I go see him every few days to make sure all is well and take groceries or whatever is needed. But I really missed my littles from school. I house sat for people with pets so much last year and had Pier1 during summer break. I saw my own children and had just enough interaction with people to not be considered a hermit.<br />
But after my first Thursday night with no class at Simpson I was shaky. We had a 4 hour video class with interaction, but I realized how much I like seeing people in person. Over the past 2 1/2 months we have all bonded as we spent four hours together on campus in our classrooms. The Shelter in Place order came through during our final break and I got a message from Pier1 that the doors were closed and to remain closed until the governor removed the Shelter in Place.<br />
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Friday morning I called my daughter, Mary and asked where she got her shelter cat. R.A.I.N. is a shelter in Shingletown that is connected with a second hand store. Molly had been fixed, had all her shots and was de-fleaed. When I walked in the door Molly adopted me. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We have been setting some boundries. When I go see my Dad or go out for a walk, she has to stay in the bathroom. I finally left my name down. She let me know that was her spot now. The glass wishing well has moved too. She hasn't bothered any of my knick-knacks. Her favorite toy is a foam apple stress ball that I got from Simpson University. She bats it all over then picks it up in her teeth to leave it under a chair.<br /><br />
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Henry is a Pier1 rabbit from last year. His basket is full of styrofoam eggs (scatter). Molly has a few of the eggs scattered around in her own special way of decorating. She helps me keep things clean. No dishes left in the sink. Nothing left on the bathroom counter. All surfaces wiped down like they keep saying to do on the radio.<br /><h3 style="text-align: center;">
Flowers Along the Way</h3>
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I am taking daily walks around my neighborhood. As I loaded these pretty blooms I realized that I had every color.</div>
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My son's girlfriend is in the medical field. One son-in-law is Law Enforcement and one son-in-law works at a Costco. Two daughters are raising their littles and one daughter is a diesel truck mechanic. My son is a graveyard shift security guard. I could not be a prouder Mum at this time in our countries adventure with Covid-19. </div>
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My Dad has been doing very well since his wife went to be with the Lord in November. He and his little dog Duke are learning to navigate Youtube and watching church at home. He met his Great grandson ,Judah in September. I hope we get to see them again soon.</div>
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This guy must be due for a hair cut. Mum has the clippers and the shops are all closed.</div>
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All my children, grandchildren and spouses (including future spouses) were suppose to have a photo shoot in Chico this weekend... I was going to see Judah and family on the coast in April during my Easter break... All outings are postponed. Abbie and family bought a house that closed escrow on her birthday, March 9th. As soon as the Shelter in Place is lifted we will get together for her to get boxes from Mary who just moved into a new house too. </div>
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For now I try to balance the need to check on my Dad with the need to follow the governor's guide line. I am healthy, all my family are healthy. My son-in-laws are doing the important jobs along with Miss Lucy. </div>
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In January I began classes at Simpson University for a bachelor's degree in Education. My first class was a History of Art that everyone said was one of the hardest of all the ASPIRE classes. I had never written University level papers and the teacher graded very hard. I got a "C" and was just glad I had passed. My next 6 week class was Math and amazingly, I got an "A". This class also had two university level papers and the professor told me that I did very well on my papers and my presentations. Well that averaged out to a 3.0. Last week we started a class in Earth Science. I am having a lot of fun with that class. This week I glued little bead all over my globe where the volcanoes are for a presentation on week 4. The other class we are taking during the entire semester is World History. So far I have an "A" in that one too. Along with 170 continual days of the Doulingo French app on my phone, I am feeling pretty happy about my studies this year.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-5996048947895634702020-01-19T18:37:00.000-08:002020-01-19T18:37:35.509-08:00Mid-winter VacationMy friends have been in Belize for ten days and I have been vacationing on their little farm. It has been a rustic vacation experience. Staying here in the winter reminds me why I live in a second floor walk-up and do not use the fireplace provided. I am blessed with a very low utility bill in the winter. I am very happy to heat the apartment up to 68 degrees. My bill is rarely over $40 and the electricity is under $20 in the winter. Meanwhile, here there is a wood stove that must be fed to get the house above 50 degrees.<br />
So for the past ten days I have hauled wood in and ashes out, burned fingers and singed the hair on the back of my hands. My frontier excitement the first day reminded me of a TV Show in the 1970's: <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072610/" target="_blank">The Adventures of the Wilderness Family</a>. I got here in my white blouse and started the fire without an ash on my sleeve. Ten days later, I have ashes all over me and my sweater; well, it isn't white. How did that woman keep her blouse white through that entire program.<br />
I've enjoyed my little friends, but I'm ready to go back to the Nest Sweet Nest.<br />
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Cash for Clunkers is alive and well in California. The <a href="https://www.bar.ca.gov/Consumer/Consumer_Assistance_Program/" target="_blank">BAR</a> gave me a sizable check for the Buick. As long as the engine turns over, they don't care if the rest of the car is not working.<div>
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The grandkids had a late Christmas adventure last week. Ellie is now 13 months old and walking like a champ. Judah at 5 months old is doing all the five month old stuff. Emelia is mostly being a princess.</div>
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Emelia got to see Frozen II at the theater just before Christmas and is very much in an Elsa mode. She lets her Mama do her hair in exchange for playing with Mama's amazing long locks.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-52120626262221145372019-12-31T18:39:00.000-08:002019-12-31T18:39:08.088-08:00Happy New Year 2020<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This happened in 2019. I learned that there is a camera and speaker on my laptop and that I could make a video without my phone. When I ordered my laptop I had requested that the camera not be installed. That did not mean that it wasn't there all along, just wasn't turned on until I started my Simpson University Orientation. This orientation took me over 15 hours to complete. Along with a video of myself discussing me, a spreadsheet with every hour marked from 5:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m./ 7 days a week "in color", a 500 word essay on why I wanted to be in the program and another 2 page essay on what I expected to get out of the program; I had to comment on other peoples submissions and learn the ins and out of the online experience.<br />
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I'll be looking back on this post in a year to see how I did. My goal in 2020 is to continue working 40 plus hours a week and go to school with 12 units per trimesters, which will end in December 2020. My outcome will be a Bachelor's Degree in Liberal Studies so that I can get a higher paying job in the school system. I thirst for information to be better as an educator. Currently as a classified employee of 5 years I make just a little more than minimum wage in California.<br />
As a three year employee of Pier 1 I just got a raise so that I will get minimum wage. Meanwhile, my rent is raised every year at least $50 a month. That alone is 30 cents a hour of a forty hour work week. Basically that would be a<a href="https://www.ssa.gov/cola/" target="_blank"> cost of living raise</a>.<br />
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My Dad blessed me with a 2015 Toyota Camry this last week. My old Buick was leaking something awful and had not had A/C or heat for two years. The window went down and wouldn't go back up in November. She served me well for seven years and will be headed to the "Happy Scrap Yard" within the week.<a href="https://www.cashforclunkers.org/california-cash-for-clunkers-program/" target="_blank"> Thank you Cash for Clunkers</a>.</div>
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In 2019 I was blessed with a Grandson in August. Judah Earnest is an amazing young man who already tips the scales at over 20 pounds.</div>
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He has two of the most adorable cousins on the planet. Ellie Anne was a year old in December and Emelia Claire is Three already!</div>
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We had the usual 2 weeks off for school. My paychecks are averaged over the 12 months of the year, so that I always can pay my rent. Pier One Imports kept me out of trouble at least three shifts a week and I tried to attend a few extra church services in the holiday season. I especially loved the Christmas Eve service at <a href="https://www.stlukesredding.org/" target="_blank">St Luke's Anglican</a> where I now attend. It was a simple service with 8 carols and 8 scripture readings. <div>
My sister from Georgia came to visit my Dad here in town from Dec. 10th to Dec 26th. She joined me for one of the morning prayers. Our oldest sister from Reno joined up for Christmas day and that was a special treat. It was hard to believe that we had not spent a Christmas together since 1975.</div>
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It has been a rough month and 1/2 for Dad as his wife of 33 years passed away in November. 2020 has a lot of new opportunities for him. He faithfully cared for her for many years. I pray God will bless him for that faithful service.<div>
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The <a href="http://www.learnthebible.org/festival-of-lights.html" target="_blank">festival of lights</a> as our LORD celebrated began on Dec. 21st this year, the day I got my new car. Each day I got a gift from someone who did not know that I was lighting the lights on my little menorah. The final day I completed putting the year of photo that Abbie sent me of the girls in a book for safe keeping.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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My final project of the year was to clear away the craft clutter and prepare my table for the new year. </div>
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This drop leaf table will open twice this size or close down to just the width of the drawers. My Dad made it for my Step-mother's crafts and it is perfect for all my projects. The past month it has been a craft clutter as I sorted through some of the crafts from my Step-mom's caches and created my own designs, mostly from discarded items that I re-purposed. Now it is ready to be a place to eat and study. It appears from the spread sheet that will be a lot of my free time.</div>
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If you are reading this via my Facebook, thank you friend. I have uninstalled the app from my phone, but will be checking in a few times a week on my laptop. The messenger app is still my favorite way to communicate, so please keep me in touch. 2020 is going to go by very fast.</div>
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I can't believe that this is my 5th Christmas in The Nest. God has been so gracious to me these past years as I have learned to be alone. My children are all adults being productive in their own communities. I would be remiss not to add <span style="text-align: center;">that my grandchildren are the most amazing children ever born. Now in 2020 Grammie hopes to make them all proud as I venture into a new chapter of life.</span></div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-43215842115153122822019-11-24T17:39:00.000-08:002019-11-24T17:45:29.620-08:00Such a Good Feeling...<br />
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Today I went to see the new Tom Hank's movie: <a href="https://www.imdb.com/showtimes/title/tt3224458?ref_=sh_ov_tt" target="_blank">A Beautiful Day in The Neighborhood</a>. I loved him as Walt Disney in <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt2140373/" target="_blank"> Saving Mr Banks</a>, but it was amazing that Tom Hanks could be Mr. Rogers too. I went to the movie alone and found myself sandwiched between two older gentlemen. One fell asleep next to me and started to snore. </div>
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My nerves have been on the raw this past couple of weeks. My stepmother, Kathy Orr, passed away a week ago after a week in the hospital in a coma. She has been ill a lot the past three years and had a sudden attach after a really good day, Monday Nov. 11th. A Celebration of Life will be scheduled in a few weeks.</div>
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Sitting with my Dad this past two week I was able to do a bit of reflection. I realized that he has been a role model for me of showing unconditional love and respect. His faith has been very strong all my life. He was devoted to my mother for nearly 35 years of marriage until her death in 1986. The past 33 years he has been devoted to Kathy. </div>
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I have heard over and over and again today in the movie: "Caring for others is what makes us who we are." It isn't who I am that makes me do certain things. I make choices to be kind. I make choices to not show anger and frustration. It is okay that I am a quiet person who can sing loud. It is okay that I need time to recharge my spirit after giving all I have to the people in my life.</div>
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Most of my life I have spent trying to please people. <span style="font-family: inherit;">I recently discovers Helen Fisher and her </span><a href="https://theanatomyoflove.com/relationship-quizzes/helen-fishers-personality-test/" style="font-family: inherit;" target="_blank">brain based personality test</a><span style="font-family: inherit;">: </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">"People who are expressive of the estrogen</span><b style="font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </b><span style="font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">system tend to be intuitive, introspective, holistic, imaginative, trusting, empathetic, and contextual long-term thinkers. They are sensitive to people's feelings, and typically have good verbal and social skills."</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">This was a surprisingly good description of me. My problem is keeping a balance between: imagination, empathy, big-picture thinking and making my mouth work well. What this description does not take into consideration is that I am dyslexic. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> Being a "dyslexic, overthinking, mouthy, emotional mess" is not a far cry from what I have felt like at times of serious stress. Fortunately I imagined it was always worse than others believed when I would have a melt down. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> As a mom of four children that were only 4 years apart caused a very stress-filled teenager season. Three years in a row I had to visit the hospital for stressing out during the end of the school year. The graduating child was not the cause of the stress and I felt so worried that me having a melt down would effect their, "Big Day". Now I look back and see that I did pretty well at covering what a "Hot Mess" I was during those years. What I hope my children will remember is that mom was human and loved them through all the ups and downs.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> The Tom Hanks' movie reminded me of the importance for kids to see adults have emotions and deal with them properly. When we are going through tough times, we need to show choosing love. Mr Rogers mentioned that a lot in his program. Loving starts by loving myself. Giving myself grace as God has given me grace.</span></div>
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</span>Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-79318279747120011752019-11-08T16:25:00.000-08:002019-11-08T16:25:13.671-08:00Something to Write Home About<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As my son often said, "I think I did a thing yesterday." Yesterday afternoon I had my first appointment in the process of beginning the <a href="https://simpsonu.edu/Pages/Academics/Majors/AS/index.htm" target="_blank">Aspire Program</a> at Simpson University in Redding.<div>
If all goes according to plan I will have a Bachelor's Degree in Education (Liberal Studies) in about a year from now. Since this is designed to be an adult education program I will only be studying one subject every five or so week for the next year. Concentrating on one subject at a time while I am working two jobs, sounds a lot more "doable" than a normal course load of at least four classes.</div>
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It is hard to believe this is Autumn when it is in the mid to high 80's every afternoon. In Redding it does dip down into the 40's at night. Last week one day it was 37 degrees in the morning when I arrived at school and it got all the way up to 91 degrees that afternoon. </div>
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Layering clothes~ does not begin to explain all the problems with this kind of extremes in a day. Our school "Lost and Found" is overflowing with jackets and sweaters. My school is kinda "inner city", it surprises me that these sweaters and jackets are not being expected by the parents of their offspring.</div>
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I spoke to a mom today that has two elementary age boys. She has sent them regularly to dig through the Lost and Found for their hoodies. "He is a bright kid in most ways, but he just can't keep track of his jackets." I've heard a lot of parents using "The Tough Love" approach. If little Jonny forgets his coat he will be cold and remember next time. That may seem to be working at 8am when it is 56 degrees, but by lunch time he has completely forgot, so, Tough Love aint workin'. We have the Facebook Page, Parent Memo and even the Sunday evening phone message, all asking the parents to go check the Lost and Found. By Christmas break it is usually overflowing and we donate it all to the local Mission. That is a weird way to give your donation of clothing to the Mission parents, just saying.</div>
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Today I hit day 36 of my <a href="https://www.duolingo.com/course/fr/en/Learn-French" target="_blank">French</a> lessons. I took French in High School, and decided after house sitting for two different friends who combined spent Two Months in France that I needed to review the High School French and see if I could improve on my learning skills. Since I will be taking classes in a couple of months, this was an opportunity to get free French Lessons and grease the brain wheels. </div>
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Another month long habit I have adopted is Morning and Evening Prayer with <a href="https://cradleofprayer.org/" target="_blank">The Cradle of Prayer.</a> This has got me starting the day off well and being more intentional in my evening routine. Since I don't have kiddos in my household or anyone else to be accountable to...it has been a good way to end my day this past month. </div>
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The next step is an evening and morning exercise or stretching practice. My stretches are hit and miss in the morning depending on my stiffness. In the evening I have faithfully swam 4 to 6 night a week until the past month. You may be saying, "Duh Deena, it is cold." However, I was swimming in March last year, but this past month has been very hard to get out more than a couple of nights a week.</div>
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My apartment has a lovely pool and spa. It is clean and safe. The thermometer in the pool assures me that it is 75 degrees, but that just seemed colder than I expected. So, starting this week I will add 10 minutes of stretching morning and evening and see how that goes. </div>
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I'm looking forward to a three day weekend for Veteran's Day. I am very thankful for the Veteran's who have played an important parts in my life and the lives of my children. My Burnham Bunch and I give a special Thank You to all the Veterans who have given their time, lives and service for our country and our family.<div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-73438371216413112332019-10-26T10:30:00.000-07:002019-10-26T10:45:01.865-07:00How My Soul Praises The LORD<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;">Some have described me as: a spiritually minded person, a faithful person, strong in my faith...may I say honestly that my faith is a gift from the GOD of my salvation. I am only strong, because HE has met me at my lowest places and <a href="https://biblehub.com/psalms/40-2.htm" target="_blank">set my feet on firm ground</a>. Everyday is an opportunity from God and every bad thing that has happened to me was a reason to praise HIM. Often it is easier for me to praise in the bad times as that is an act of faith.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Currently I find myself in, "a good place", but needing to get out and stretch my wings. This past four years I have been in an Unchurched mode. It has been the longest stretch in my life that I did not have a Home Church. My Church Community has always been a part of life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> As a child in Central Oregon we attended church whenever the doors were open and both sets of Grandparents attended the same fellowship. I hear often how the first five years are crucial in the development of a child. My <a href="https://www.huffingtonpost.in/safari-kid/the-first-5-years-of-your-childs-life-can-shape-their-destiny_a_21447753/" target="_blank">First Five</a> were all about extended family, church family and being outside as much as possible. "Deena go outside and get out from under my Feet", was a daily statement from my Mother.🤣 </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Through the first 18 years my church family were the people who cared the most about me. I didn't have an outside of church social circle. As I married and move into a nomadic lifestyle for the next seven years, I searched for that sense of belonging and never found it again. As my children came into my life I craved for them to have community in church.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> It was my desire that my children have people in their lives that would encourage them in their faith. This was a difficult journey as their father had some odd ideas about church. The children were home taught in the Bible and home educated with the umbrella of the public schools. I worked to support us all their growing up years. I tried very hard to not speak ill of their father, however, being in a relationship for nearly 30 years with a man who did not respect me as a wife or even a person made it very difficult. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Recently, a woman asked me, "How could you continue to have faith in GOD when your husband was using God to tear you down and belittle you?" My reality and what got me through all those difficult years was that MY GOD was not his God. My faith had nothing to do with my husband's religious views. My faith is a personal relationship with Jesus, The Messiah, The Creator; GOD the Father, and the Holy Spirit.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Let's go back to my Nomadic Years. I visited the <a href="https://christcathedralcalifornia.org/" target="_blank">Crystal Cathedral</a> with a coworker in Garden Grove. From hometown church of 100 tops to a glass Castle with a wide screen in the parking lot where people could come to church in their pajamas! </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Then I returned home for a year, but my parents moved away and the church was going through some major changes. Secularism had been creeping in the doors of the conservative church since the 1960's. The Catholics surprised me by being some of the first to welcome this movement with open arms. I recently read </span><a href="https://schooloftherock.com/html/a_brief_history_of_contemporar.html" style="font-size: 17.3333px;" target="_blank">an article </a><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;">that confirmed my suspicions on what had happened to my church. Leaving home for only three years had opened my eyes and broadened my world view. My hope was in the Lord, but I was confused about what had happening in the church and my world at large.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> At the end of my Nomadic years I discovered Christian Radio. I have always been able to control my mood by the music I listened to whether: rock, classical, country... Each genera had a way of changing my attitude about life and people. As I have reflected on my own history with Contemporary Christian Music I know that it has been a mind numbing way to avoid feeling all that was going on in my life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;">Each day when it had been the worst I would find comfort in the songs from the radio and in my "hymnal of the heart" that was stored in my brain. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;">I remember a difficult time when I had to work a lot more than I wanted and my youngest said something to the effect of, "I want my Mommie back who puts clothes on the line and sang hymns." She may not remember that day, but it was heart wrenching to hear those words from my baby girl. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I am no longer in a difficult time. My husband divorced me four years ago this past week. My children are all grown and have great lives. They did have a rough time growing up surrounded by mental illness. They are all compassionate and loving people because of what God has allowed. I have continued my search for a Home Church.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Recently, I came to a <span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-size: 17.3333px; font-weight: 400;">realization</span><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-size: 17.3333px; font-weight: 400;"> that my First Five Years had shaped my: Call to Worship. I am blessed to have a copy of the old Hymnal from my Mama's piano bench. She would say, that she played the piano for her own amusement. I think fondly of trying to follow along singing the songs in the hallway as she banged around on the family piano.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> In my preteens my voice began developing. I remember one day at church after a hymn was sung, when a friend's boyfriend looked me in the eye and said, "That is not normal." He wasn't the nicest guy, but he spoke truth. I could never play a musical instrument,but after years of piano lessons and singing in church choirs; I can read music, have near perfect pitch and sang 1st chair Second Soprano all four years of high school.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> During the Nomadic years my music was only radio top/pop. In the next years the Redding Christian Station was played in our house from morning to night. My girls began to go to Christian concerts in their pre-teens and music became a mood stabilizer for all of my household.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> But in my husband's religious wanderings he hit the nerve of our family's love for music with a period of Gregorian Chant. From the computer speaker or the bomb box it was never pretty. It was just another form of torture that made us all want to hide. In the process it turned my thoughts away from the church he was pushing on us at the time. Unfortunately, I could not visit this church again until a few weeks ago.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Two weeks ago I decided that I wanted to explore the Anglican Church. As I researched the liturgy and the order of service my soul became peaceful. I have that old ,worn hymn book of my mother's and an older hymn book given to me by a dearly departed friend. In reviewing the Preface of the older hymnal I realized it is an Anglican Hymnal. On Sunday we sang,"A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, page 551". It was the same hymn number in the little, older book! I was so excited I had to email the deacon. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> Studying I Corinthians the past month has also help to show me that this is the way that I should go... The order of service in the 1960's Baptist church was not so different from the order of service in the Anglican church. There were/are differences in practices, but my spirit is telling me this is were I should be worshiping. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;"> In upcoming blog posts I will elaborated on some of the reasons and how I see a need for us to consider what has become of church. A friend this week responded to an observation that was bothering me, "It is just cultural." Well, I'm not comfortable with all the cultural stuff at church. In a day when we are expected to give tolerance to so many things that I am not comfortable with in the base of my beliefs: at work, school and in society...I would hope that the church I choose to worship at is not someplace where I need to except, "Well it is a cultural thing." </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 17.3333px;">We each have a journey. As mentioned above, I don't wish the journey I have taken on anyone. I have sang on the stage of every kind of church worship service: Bethel in Redding to 1st Baptist in Cottonwood, Christian Women's Retreats to Christian Working Women's Club in Susanville. I have lived the music dispute from the inside out in the past 50 years. I am an artist, a teacher, but most of all I am a follower of Jesus Christ.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-size: 13pt;">Madeleine L'Engle , </span><em style="color: #1a1a1a; font-size: 13pt;"><a href="https://www.erinhmoon.com/blog/2019/5/7/can-we-talk-about-christians-and-game-of-thrones"><span style="color: #1a1a1a;">Walking on Water</span></a></em><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-size: 13pt;"> At the
end of the day, here's what I care about whether in thought, word or deed: </span></span></div>
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<strong><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“The journey homewards. Coming home. That's what it's all about.
The journey to the coming of the Kingdom. That's probably the chief difference
between the Christian and the secular artist--the purpose of the work, be it
story or music or painting, is to further the coming of the kingdom, to make us
aware of our status as children of God, and to turn our feet toward home.”</span></strong></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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We don't all have a radio on the counter in the kitchen (well I do, but I'm pretty old school here at The Nest.) I love all of the Christian Music that has been crossing the line of Pop culture. However, with my background I find that contemporary Christian music and the coffee cup need to stay in the car when I go into a place of worship on Sunday morning.<br />
I am not condemning that culture, but it is not my culture. The more Christian artists who crossover to the secular music production world the better. I pray for them to stay strong in their faith. I chose not to have a Television in my home. For two years I couldn't afford WiFi and was able to find a little radio that picked up the FM signal to have my Christian Music.<br />
Music is my first language. I am thankful that I have found a place to worship that continues singing the traditional hymns of my childhood as well as hundreds of years before me. These two hymnals have so much truth. I know many church worship leaders who diligently check the songs that are sung on Sunday for Biblical Truth. These hymns were chosen the very same way.<br />
I don't ask you to stop worshiping at a church with contemporary Christian music, or even to leave that coffee cup in the car. What I ask is that you find an old dusty hymn book, look up some <a href="https://hymnary.org/hymnal/AHB1868?page=3" target="_blank">songs </a>from you youth, or watch a video of <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XUYZoguhEQ" target="_blank">A Might Fortress is Our God </a>. Our culture has been so often to throw out the baby with the bathwater. Historically, the Church has allowed secularism to declare how we worship. I am going to practice in a church where it is traditional until the Lord shows me another way.May Jesus Christ be praised.Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-30596425165089356122019-09-28T20:51:00.001-07:002019-09-28T21:00:55.836-07:00Autumn At Last<h3 style="text-align: center;">
First true day of Autumn</h3>
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The calendar, the phase of the moon, the sap draining from leaves...may all say, "Autumn is here." BUT until the temperature in Redding, California finally drops below 85 during the day, yes, only then do I believe it is true autumn.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">97 degrees and the first red maple leave 9/26/19</td></tr>
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Update Since Last Blog Post</h3>
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After my last blog post an amazing coworker blessed me with a new (to me) bedroom suite. A family member had passed away and after reading my blog she asked if I would like a queen sized bed, dresser and bedside table. I was overwhelmed. Three days later my daughter, Mary, and I took the bit of furniture out of my bedroom and brought up a complete suite.</div>
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I work with some of the most generous people on the planet. I have slept so well the past week back in The Nest.<br />
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The Great Pumpkin Run/Walk</h3>
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A month ago I saw this virtual run/walk that looked like fun. Get a Pumpkin and some friends and go for a run/walk, 5K. Well 5K is only a little over 3 miles. My route from my apartment to The Sundial Bridge and back is 4 miles. I decided since no friends picked up the hint to join me I would do my 5K today and make it a Triathlon of my own creation. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made my friend to join me<br />
#TraderJoespumpkin</td></tr>
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this zany adventure I was on</td></tr>
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who has gone up <br />
the .5 mile hill up to Hilltop Drive</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Pumpkin and I left the bike at The Nest</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another mile to Cinemark 14 to watch<br />
Downton Abbey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No one stopped to ask why I was walking around town with a pumpkin, <br />
but a lady stopped to say she liked my "Poe" Crow leggings.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I had a gift card for the movie from school<br />
and a gift card for coffee from a teacher</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After 6 miles of Bike and Walk/Run~<br />
Pumpkin and I went for a Spa Treatment</td></tr>
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There will be a few sore muscles tomorrow. It may have been more fun to share with a friend, perhaps next time. I love the speed of riding my bike down to Turtle Bay/ Sacramento River Trail. It was great to see the Canadian geese doing the "Duck Down Dilly" in the Sacramento River and see all the people walking dogs and having coffee dates along the river trail. Seeing the wonderful Mrs. G. and her handsome man was a bonus. </div>
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We got a $10 movie card for safety at work and I had wanted to see Downton Abbey. I love Dame Maggie Smith and Michelle Dockery. The theater was packed and it was fun to hear people laugh at Maggie Smith's conversations with Penelope Wilton. As I have never watched Downton Abbey the movie was a fresh treat. (Before judging me please remember, I do not have a television.) I did however, watch a segment called, "Everything a person must know before seeing the movie in 5 minutes." </div>
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Returning home I enjoyed some time in the 104 degrees hot tub. Our pool was still at 85 degrees, although the air temperature was only 70 today. Calling my sister, Elaine, I learned in Reno it was snowing as I watched the hummingbirds out my plate glass door. It seems her Autumn was only a few days long. We are expecting rain for the next couple of days and my hummingbirds seems to know it, as they dive bomb me when I go out the door.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spilled a little wine when a hummer buzzed me</td></tr>
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In 1985 I was a motel manager in Susanville. My husband of 7 years chose this situation the last year of our marriage to hide me away, while he had an affair with my "best friend". My only break that year was to go to the store and purchase a bottle of Perrier Water and a Cosmo magazine.<br />
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My "Best Friend" would suggest that I take some time off from the office and she would fill in for me. May 1985 divorce was a shame I added to my life and self-care wasn't happening for another couple of decades. 2001 a woman asked me to go to coffee for the first time. This was such a crazy idea to me. I hadn't had anyone ask me out for coffee or anything. I was skeptical that it was even allowed. My second husband had "sheltered our family from the world" and that included getting together with friends.</div>
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Then when I went to college in 2009 I started taking my girls to coffee. It was a precious time to share and go to coffee. Thankfully, we have all began the healing from that time of our lives. I still like fancy bubble waters. Coffee has lost some of it's appeal in resent months. Lately, teas have been satisfying the need for morning caffeine. However, having a free hot peppermint mocha was not wasted on me. </div>
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What is next at The Nest</h3>
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A new friend suggested I look at the book, "Hope for the Flowers." She heard the story from my blog that told of my hungry caterpillar to butterfly analogy and told me I needed to get this<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/96629.Hope_for_the_Flowers" target="_blank"> book</a>. It seems that the wings have started to dry and the flight of Deena Orr has begun.<br />
Years ago, my children and I watch a butterfly come out of the chrysalis one day. It dropped onto some soil and I picked it up on my finger. It jumped off my finger after a few moments and onto Joey's head. She stood there with a "Real" Butterfly clip on her head as we all marveled at this amazing creature. Being a butterfly is scary as they are so delicate, but so resilient. </div>
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That is the word for this season in my life: Resilient. Last Monday I went to a workshop on Resilience in the Schools. That is the buzz word for being able to self-regulate. Which is another buzz word for coming back into the present after having a meltdown. So many buzz words. The acronyms in education are even crazier than the buzz words. </div>
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In January I hope to return to school to get my Bachelors Degree with an emphasis in Behavior. Our children need to be understood in a totally different way than my children or my own teachers needed to specialize. They say that one person had to care about you or you wouldn't be the person you are now. </div>
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That person for me was Virginia Travis. She was our next door neighbor and a 5th grade teacher. </div>
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My take home truth from the workshop was that each child comes to me with a load of baggage, just like I do. As adults we are expected to leave that baggage at home and come to work ready to do the task assigned. We expect children will do the same thing, but they are confronted with so many "adult situations" that they can't begin to process.</div>
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I had a group of children in which we were discussing the Big Words in the Preamble of the Constitution. </div>
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...insure domestic tranquility...was an eye opening subject. I asked them if they knew what domestic meant. One said, "I've dealt with domestic violence." They all nodded in agreement, they knew what "Domestic Violence" was, but didn't know what tranquility was...in third grade! We expect them to understand that we are here to help them learn and be kind to one another. My school is one of the best I know of in this way. I have the most caring staff and the students understand that we are there for them. However, we all go home at night needing someone to care for us. Well in my case, that is me caring for me.</div>
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I have started a Bible Study. This group is beginning to get use to me and share. I have a few friends that I have made since moving to Redding four years ago that keep up with me. (Two lovely ladies came over last night for a little TGIF, it was great.) There is also one friend from my old life and one I met a year ago who take me to dinner or coffee once in a while. I am not alone anymore. My family checks in sometimes too. Mostly, I check in with them. </div>
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Today was my first day of Autumn and I feel that I have been blessed in so many ways since moving to Redding four years ago. Self-care is a thing. Today it was: biking, walking, swimming and hot tub. I had a free coffee with a pumpkin🤣 and a free movie. My bike tires are full, as well, as my gas tank. A hummingbird buzzed me and I have a great bottle of wine. Radio station Air1 (FM102.7) is softly playing in The Nest as the wind blows in the rain clouds. The Nest is warm and cozy. Yes, I am very blessed.</div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-42591544021310676412019-09-14T15:19:00.000-07:002019-09-14T15:19:15.125-07:00Passport to the Sky<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Breathe~ Deena Marie Orr has a passport; this is my first passport. I don't know where it will take me, but I am ready🌻<br /><br />
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Last Weekend with my Friends</h3>
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My friends have been in the Emerald Islands for the past four weeks and I have been enjoying their place with my: Duck, Dog, Deena and Cat Team.<div>
The week they left we had a forest fire scare. After the awful fires of 2018 that caused the displacement of thousands of people and the loss of many lives the California Fire First Responders were very careful. The fire was 10 miles away as the crow flies, but there are few roads out and really only one major road. I am staying near the Highway entrance (less than a mile). To open this main thoroughfare they closed the Community College and had an emergency evacuation of the Staff and Student Body. I had just returned to my house sitting "home" when my daughter, who drives a bus for the college, called to say that the college was evacuating and she would be taking the entire preschool staff and students from the college. I got a call from the son of the "home", who lives in Chico, to say that he would come up and watch the house through the fire, as the college is basically across the street and I did not sign up for "Fire protection". Meanwhile, my friends had just arrived in Ireland.</div>
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A neighbor had snuck in the back after the road was closed and told me that he would help me collect animals. The wind had double the fire from 300 acres to 600 acres in an hour and was headed our way. Then the wind switched direction with a near tornado force... the umbrella in the back yard taking off like a bamboo-copter. I had never seen anything like that! The umbrella was open and in a stand through the table one moment, then it rose into the sky like it had been twisted by giant hands and spun across the patio landing four feet away. The glass table tipped over, but did not break!<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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The "son of the home" stopped in to check on me just as the main road was reopened. The fire was contained within a few days. The smoke cleared in a few days and life went on. </div>
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These same friends went on their first trip after retirement just a year ago. I began house sitting for them on September 11, 2018. In the past year I have spent over 4 months in their home with my: duck, dog, cat, chicken, fish and froggy family. I had two major skin conditions start here; one a serious insect attach and one may have been shingles. Neither were as a result from this house, but life in general. It was so great to spend a month here and not have any itches. </div>
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I have been visiting my apartment to prepare for Fall and moving home. My down stairs neighbors had politely mentioned that my bed squeaked so loud that they heard it below. My bed is a daybed with rusty old springs that were not too great on comfort. So, I spent one afternoon taking the bed apart and dumping the squeaky part. I then moved the old "Click Couch" into my bedroom as the base for my box-spring and mattress. Now there are clean sheets and a quieter, sturdier base awaiting me after work Wednesday night.</div>
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My Second Job</h3>
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We have had a big change in staff at Pier1 this past couple of weeks. I'm excited about the new Manager and feel really great about the changes that the company has been making in the past couple of months. We spent over a month changing the local store layout per the Corporate Plan. Fall has come in and we have an event in a week to show off our new look and new management. I love our events, it is a party at my favorite store. </div>
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Since the click couch decided to move to the bedroom, I got a new chair for my living room. My landlady came up to be my first guest to sit in the Markus. That is one way to remember the furniture names, if I buy a piece 😂</div>
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In the two years I have worked for Pier1 I hadn't gotten to create my own statement in the store until last weekend. The new manager had mentioned wanting to change out the dishes on display in the front and I asked if I could do the change. It was a lot of fun. I also got a 35 cent an hour raise this week. An extra $25 a month is better than a kick in the pants.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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This is my Chas chair I purchased last Fall. Using velvet place-mats to protect the back and arms like Grandma did with doilies is a fun way to change the seasons. The cat was a P1 fall favorite that made a come back this year. The lab which resembles my buddy Reba is new this Fall.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I started a new Bible Study at RCF this past Tuesday. My sweet friend, Virginia, who went to heaven on my birthday had been attending RCF for a while. We went to the first service on the occasion that her folks were out of town this past year. Before her passing it seemed God was telling me it was time to settle into a church home. It has been four years. An evening study once a week is doable. I have my reading chair all set and an alternate with my new left-handed desk. This was another Pier1 find that I repainted. <h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> Today I have been on a musical adventure. I started with "Passport" by Blue Sky and have gone from "How do you like me now?" by Toby Keith, to "Trains and Boats and Planes" by Dwight Yockam, to Mama Cass, Toto, Justin Timberlake... None stop Youtubing my favorites. "You are welcome", to my friends who hate people Verbizing Nouns. </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> I have spent 60% of my past year at someone else's home while they traveled the globe. The GIS-Butterfly has been in a </span><span style="font-weight: 400;">cocoon</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> the past four years. The </span><span style="font-weight: 400;">chrysalis</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> is splitting and this Butterfly is about to spread her wings. 40 years as a "Hungry Caterpillar" who was thirsting for knowledge. Now is the time to fly. The passport is ready and now...I wait on God to show me where and when.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> People have told me they have met few people who are as giving as Deena Orr. She gave so much to her family as Deena Burnham that she lost who she was...but as a hungry caterpillar, she grew and grew until she burst and sat in the cocoon of The Nest these past four years. Flying will take practice. For now small trips: the grocery store, two jobs, Bible Study, workshops, diner with a friend...then a drive, an airplane...the sky is the limit.</span></div>
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Deenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01995015457603896745noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2164814564124458472.post-16678512488744975782019-08-25T17:48:00.001-07:002019-08-25T17:56:33.639-07:00...because it is my name <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday I did a very brave thing. It was the first time I had been to Susanville since I left exactly 34 years ago, August 25, 1985. I felt I was leaving in a shroud of shame. My husband of 7 years had cheated on me. But worse than that, he and this woman had a child and had flaunted their relationship all over town for a year, while I worked in a Motel. I was managing a motel and lived on site with hardly a day off. This was my town, I had lived here since I was 6! Betrayal! Shame! Fear! Unsuccess! Anger! There were many emotions I had no words to describe. My mother had secured a hiding place for me at Shasta Bible College. 34 years ago today I packed my car and headed west with no desire to look in the review mirror at the town I had called home.<br />
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A Lot Can Happen in 34 Years</h3>
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My divorce was very simple. The judge in Susanville was a family friend. I typed the papers myself on a typewriter. After mailing a copy to my ex-husband and securing the "Return Receipt" the judge stamped the divorce final on May 25 and only charged me a $25 fee for filing. This past summer I acquired the official copy for another $25. </div>
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To get the real ID from the DMV one must have: Record of all name changes (ie: birth, marriage, divorce if you changed your name), SS card, two forms of current address not over a month old and $27. If at the same time you want to change your name on the title of a vehicle...that is free. </div>
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I had been Mrs. D.M. Burnham since Oct 17 1987. My divorce papers were presented to me Oct. 17, 2015. My son was still living with me, so changing my name at the time didn't seem right. When I transferred to a different school in my district last March, I was no longer Mrs. Burnham. At this new school they called me, Teacher Deena.</div>
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As the time approached for needing the real ID to fly, I chose to reclaim my name. <u><b>Deena Marie Orr </b></u>is now my legal name. I have spent a lot of time and a reasonable amount of money to provide DMV with all the documentation needed to prove my identify. While I was at it, I also filed for a passport. They cashed my check, so I hope to see that in the mail soon. </div>
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As a child the phrase, "Shame on you." was said more often than it ever should. It is a phrase that I feel no child or person should have said to them. However, it was a teaching tool. No person should feel shame for an error or illness. <a href="https://www.dictionary.com/browse/shame" target="_blank">Disgracing </a>your family, being improper, public humiliation are things I grew up believing were my total existence. I married two men that seemed very different, but in reality they were excellent at putting shame on me. Being taught that I was less than, not good enough for anything or anyone, was my belief, until four years ago.</div>
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I have learned that: I am enough! You are enough! I have had enough! Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt!</div>
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I went to a <a href="https://chonda.org/" target="_blank">Chonda Pierce</a> concert last spring and I bought this T-shirt. Chonda may be a public figure and have aired her dirty laundry as my mama would have said, but her story always gives me hope. Many of her problems are similar to mine. Many of her problems couldn't be farther than mine. Few people in 2019 can say that in middle class America, they raised four children without a stove, oven or proper heating and air-conditioning, while two of these children graduated with honors from University and the other two graduated from tech programs with honors. Yes, I am enough and I have had enough.<br />
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My amazing children have been busy the past three years giving me even more amazing "Grandchildren".</div>
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The divine Miss Emelia Claire turned "3" last week. We found the Sleeping Beauty night gown with a matching one for a "Dolly". Saturday morning before her birthday we had a video chat, so that I could watch her open her gift. Bear fits the little nightie perfectly😂</div>
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As promised last time I had a new Grandchild on August 8th. The surprising thing is: the sonogram folk told my daughter and her husband they were expecting a girl. Over and Over and Over: a girl!<br />
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That makes me a Grammie-flamingo, cuz it doesn't get more awesome for now.<br />
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28 years ago I began the journey of my "Four in Five Years." They are now 28, 26, 24 and 23. (The one who is 24 gave up claiming the half year some time back)</div>
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My summer began with my oldest sister getting to adopt two granddaughters as her oldest daughter married a man with two amazing children. I got to meet my new great-nieces and fell in love at first sight.</div>
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Only a few weeks later my daughter from Sacramento came up with my adorable granddaughters for three days. We decorated 100 cupcakes to look like Sloths and headed to Eureka for Daughter #3 to have a baby shower. </div>
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My July goal was to complete my name change. Restoring my maiden name. While I was at this change across the board, I also decided to get a passport. I turned in the application last week for the passport and have a wallet full of cards that say I am: </div>
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The real ID was the hardest to get:$27, 2 former marriage licenses, one divorce with name change, birth cert, two bills address to me and my new social security card. Then I photo copied it all again for the passport...I didn't know they would take my original birth certificate, but she promised it would come back to me soon.</div>
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Another fun thing I did in July was to teach 15 Chinese students arts and crafts for three days. It was the most fun I have had in a long time with teenagers. They say some funny things and they think we do some funny things. One of the boys said it was weird that Americans brush their teeth after breakfast. Who knew?</div>
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I have done a lot of house sitting through the past few months. The calendar has one more month scheduled to complete my 22 weeks of house sitting for the first 40 weeks of 2019.Whatever 2020 holds for me, Deena Marie Orr will be ready to fly at a moments notice 😂</div>
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August has been a bitter sweet month already. One of my house sitting gigs involved watching the elderly mother of the folks who owned the house. We had a lot of fun together, but she missed her husband who passed away last fall. My dear friend passed away on Aug 2nd, my 60th birthday. I didn't know for a couple of days and celebrated my birthday to the fullest.</div>
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Friends meet me at a local Pub and we had a great time listening to a band that did Elton John and Billy Joel songs until 11 pm. A few days later, I discovered that my friend was in the arms of her dear husband and Jesus. I had visited her earlier in the week at the nursing home where she gave me a huge smile as I left. I couldn't ask for more.</div>
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Then HE gives again. My youngest daughter had her baby yesterday...but that is a tale for another day...</div>
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August 12th and 13th we have teacher meetings and prep days. The kiddos will be at the gate when I arrive Wednesday morning at 7:15 a.m. for our first day of the 2019-2020 school year. A normal routine sounds good. My alarm hasn't been set, but my body has been waking at 5:30 a.m. (I wont chance that when school start). </div>
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My "four in five years" have said that they will all meet in Redding area for a photo with all their significant others and the three grandchildren in the next few months. They will also have a photo taken for my wall at that time. I'm excited to meet the latest addition that shares my birthday week and another Leo like my first granddaughter who will be THREE next week. I added another stone to my Tree of Life necklace today. What a great gift that was from Abbie. </div>
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Onward and Upward. My next scheduled day off will be Labor Day. Pier One will give me the same amount of days I have been working in the summer on weekends and a couple of late afternoon/evening shifts. The air is clear and beginning to cool at night. We have so much to be thankful this August day of 2019.</div>
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That cutie in the middle is really the one who matters in this picture. I am reading the book:<a href="http://lisajobaker.com/the-middle-matters-book/" target="_blank"> THE MIDDLE MATTERS</a> by Lisa-Jo Baker. This book will release to the public on July 23rd, but you can preorder the book to ship out on July 23rd through your favorite book seller.<div>
Lisa-Jo's book is a collection of amazing Essays. She shares her heart as a mom of 3 children, wife, plus full time working mom. She has a down to earth way of talking about all the ooy, gooiness of our lives as women in the middle of everything.</div>
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That sweet little face in the backseat is trusting that her Grammie and Mamma are going to take care of her on the amazing road trip we were on at the end of June. She and her sister were great travel buddies as we went to the California Coast to Auntie Joey's Baby shower.</div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Beginning is April I started the process to change my name back to my maiden name by August 2nd, when I turn 60. Yes, WOW, 60! I am a 1959 classic 🤣 The first step was at the court house for 3 hours and then waiting for the Judge's order to get mailed to me. At the time they asked for the "self addressed stamped envelope" no one mentioned the additional $25 charge. I sent the check a week ago and I hope to go to Social Security next week. I have an appointment with DMV on July 29th and plan to get my Shingles vaccine next week too. All a part of the process of turning 60. </span></div>
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There are printable lists for changing your name, but I like a check list in a journal to keep track of my thoughts. My friend brought this wonderful hand made paper, journal from Nepal</div>
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She carried this all through her trek, just for me. It seems like an ideal book to record the processes of this summer. Looking back a year I was in <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2018/07/reflections-from-spa-deena-summer-2018.html" target="_blank">SPA Deena Mode</a>. There has been so much healing since that time a year ago. I continue on the journey of my healing. This time in the middle of July while I rest a lot and work about 18 hours a week at Pier 1; I'm house sitting and it is a perfect time to continue to renew my mind. </div>
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Caroline Leaf and her book: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/41078498-think-learn-succeed" target="_blank">Think, Learn, Succeed </a> have been a great source to rearrange my thinking. The Gifts Profile she shares in her book explained that my way of thinking is not wrong or right. I am hard wired for some of the processes that I go through. I can put attitude spin on my thinking by choosing gratitude, forgiveness and optimism. These are lessons I had already learned, but learning how I process my life experiences can help me put myself in another's shoes. That seems such a key force in dealing with children. The behavior of a child is often related to how they have been treated. I'm glad I have another month to put polish on these ideas before I will be trying them on children. </div>
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Meanwhile, Spa Deena has not been forgotten. I broke a finger nail, badly just before my niece's wedding in early June. Since then I have been treating myself to acrylic nails while my nails grow out. Today was the last time I will get acrylics and July 30 I am treating myself to the new <a href="https://www.beautyjunkees.com/the-truth-about-dip-powder-nails-pros-and-cons/" target="_blank">"Dip"</a> process. Salon nails aren't for everyone, however for the summer it is fun to treat myself.</div>
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La Croix Coconut is another treat I have given myself this week. After spending an hour on the phone with my name change program I was thankful my host family had also left some wine in the house for me while house-sitting. My daughters taught me that the "mute" button on the side of my phone can be used to take pictures. (I always wondered how they were doing their selfies so easily.)</div>
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The middle of my summer break and I have finally slept enough to only need 8 hours at night and no naps. Working an 8 hour split shift with children and an additional shift or two on the weekends made me exhausted by the end of school. With all my travels in June and a bronchitis attack thanks to the "Hot Sacramento Winds" I am finally feeling rested. </div>
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There are no grand plans for the rest of summer break. I got an oil change and my nails done. Getting all these people/organizations contacted for my name restoration is a full time project for my spare time. I am also enjoying swimming in the wonderful pool here.</div>
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I hope all my readers are having a fantastic summer. Give me a call if you are in the Redding area and we will have a glass of ice coffee. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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🎜Summer Break is Here🎝</h2>
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This is my second summer break without my children at home. Yesterday evening I had some weird feelings. Thankfully, I am house sitting and could talk to <a href="http://gis-butterfly.blogspot.com/2018/06/spa-deena-week-4.html" target="_blank">Mork</a> about what I was feeling. Mork was willing to listen to my debrief without judgement. That is one of the reason I like my house sitting gigs; pet therapy without the vet bills. </div>
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I don't have before and after pictures for me, but Jennifer Aniston has the general idea here. </div>
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This picture popped up in my Facebook from 7 years ago when I graduated.</div>
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I was 52 with three daughters in college, one graduated High School that year</div>
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and my son was just 16.</div>
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Me the last day of school after our Basketball game between staff and students.</div>
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It was just for fun. The wind was wiping around and I was a little sweaty.</div>
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Reset (Time Out)</h3>
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Now it is time to set my goals for the summer. I have this stack of books.</div>
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First: Drink enough water this summer. Educators do not get enough "room of convenience~breaks"<div>
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Second: I need to get working on my <a href="https://www.darngoodyarn.com/" target="_blank">Darn Good Yarn</a> project.This is my "cause box" that I get once a month. There is a video on the website that explains their great service to woman in India. I am now a few month behind and a new box is on it's way to my mailbox.</div>
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Third: Book Launch <a href="https://www.amazon.com/s?k=the+middle+matters+lisa-jo+baker&i=stripbooks&crid=1EGMZ067GQAYE&sprefix=The+Middle+Mat%2Cstripbooks%2C270&ref=nb_sb_ss_i_2_14" target="_blank">The Middle Matters</a>. This book by Lisa Jo Baker is not releasing to the public until late July, but can be pre-ordered through Amazon. The more pre-orders the lower the price will be on shipping day, July 23rd.</div>
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Fourth: My Journal from Nepal</div>
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My friends visited Nepal for three weeks. They only take carry-on luggage that they will pack for two weeks trekking. So, I was overwhelmed with this beautiful gift that they carried from the peaks of Nepal. The book is handmade with paper and dye from a special tree that only grows high in the mountains. My thoughts through the summer will fill these pages.</div>
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Fifth: Two books that my coworkers are reading this summer. The first is <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Feel-Better-Fast-Make-Last/dp/1496425650/ref=tmm_hrd_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1560027224&sr=1-1" target="_blank">Feel Better Fast</a> by Daniel G Amen.MD and <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Think-Learn-Succeed-Workbook-Understanding/dp/0801093554/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Think%2CLearn%2CSucceed+Workbook&qid=1560030272&s=books&sr=1-1" target="_blank">Think,Learn,Succeed Workbook</a> "It takes about 21 days to rewire neural pathways and begin a new way of thinking about your life." (page 9) Both of these book are about changing mindset. I am open to forming a Book Club with colleagues for any of my summer books.</div>
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Change is a Choice</h3>
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I know most people with a phone have a game or two on their phone. My game is BOLD MOVES a match three game. When you get the puzzle done, you get a quote. I've been playing for 466 days straight and I am on level: 252. The level I completed last had this quote: </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I was curious what the complete statement that Sophia was being quoted was...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">"We are so afraid to end relationships, to outgrow people or places—and that's just growth. To me, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">choosing</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">to go</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">toward</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;"> the cracking in order to keep expanding is the only way. The only way </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">to get out</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;"> of pain is through it. Pain is information." ~ </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #525252;">Sophia Bush</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #525252; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">I have never thought that falling through the crack was a good thing. When ever "something falls through the cracks" in education that means that someone is missing out. But then I thought of an old movie where the gold dust fell through the flooring of a room and the people who went under the building were able to collect a lot of money. Maybe there are good cracks and bad cracks in life. I do chose to change my thinking for the better. I do chose to move toward a better understanding of my profession and improve my people skills. I have had the unpleasant experience lately of seeing where my largest flaws are in people skills and I chose to make changes that will help me deal with those flaws better in the future. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #525252; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">The past couple of decades there have been a lot of books written on the power of positive thinking, but a good heart has to be the key. I have been told that I have a good heart. However, I am thinking that is not enough. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #2c2d30; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: nowrap;">I want to be like one of my mentors this year who people said, "She </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2d30; font-family: inherit; white-space: nowrap;">had the moral </span></div>
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Enough for today. My brain is already hurting, or it was the three hours and three glasses of water while I formulated this blog.<br />
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Thank you for reading all the way through my twisting thoughts today. I pray you have an amazing Summer Break and time to Reset too.</div>
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