Punt, Pass & Kick

Our family was given the opportunity to participate in an athletic event this week:  Punt, Pass and Kick, sponsored by the Seahawks football team.

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Man Cave vs. Yarn Stash

Wayne has stepped over the line.  He “suggested” that since we are remodeling the basement (the basement houses my yarn stash and his wine collection), I take all my yarn and move it elsewhere, preferably upstairs or, even better, to the yarn store.  Moving my yarn will allow him to create a man cave.  I mulled over his “suggestion” and came up with one of my own–to take all his wine and store it on his half of the bed.  All those who agree say “Aye!” Read more

Making Cider

We had apples–now we have cider. But making that cider led to a lot of tired muscles.  Even with our grown children, their spouses, friends, and the grandkids' help, Wayne and I woke with sore muscles and aching backs Saturday morning. As Wayne announced, "We're getting old, Debbie."  Old, us?  No way.  But I wasn't fooling anyone as I hobbled around.  Wayne spent the afternoon doing what he calls “plotting” (better known as napping—would that plotting were that easy!), and I watched old videos and knitted.

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A Truckload of Apples

We have apples.  Lots and lots of apples.  Dick Coolen, a swimming friend, has 300 apple trees on his property.  He picked an entire truckload of apples and dropped them off at the house for . . . drum roll, please . . . making cider.  One set of grandkids is coming over tonight to help Wayne and me.  I’m cooking dinner and making apple crisp for dessert.  I do so love the fall season. Read more

Bedroom Etiquette

I went to the dentist this morning to have my teeth cleaned.  Somehow or other an entire year passed since my last cleaning.  I don’t have a clue where those months went.  Zip and they evaporated.  One question the hygienist always asks is, "Are you wearing your night guard?"  Actually, I’m pretty faithful when it comes to that guard.  It’s a molded piece of thick rubber that protects my teeth from grinding.  Wearing it, however, does not improve my looks.  Wayne claims it’s the best birth control we’ve ever used! Read more

Ahoy, Matey!

Wayne and I built a fort for the grandkids overlooking the ravine on our property.  Because we have six grandsons and only three granddaughters, I’ve decorated it in a pirate theme, complete with cannon and mast.  To get down to the fort there are 66 steps.  The kids race up and down those steps as if on an escalator.  I, on the other hand, need to pause and pretend to look for ships on the horizon about half way up.  My brother probably said it best: "If I go down there, I’m packing a lunch."  I will say it’s an adventure and gives th Read more