Saturday, November 14, 2009

Bon Voyage!

The Virgin Islands 2004

Cabo San Lucas, Mexico 2006

Alaska 2002

Kona, Hawaii 2007

Kusadasi, Turkey 2008

Cozumel, Mexico 2006

We enjoy going on cruises---a different port each night, we don't have to pack and unpack each day, delicious food. Hopefully our Panama Canal Cruise will be as much fun as the others.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Birthday Party on Arsenal

Mom, get Jane out of my birthday picture---she's not my friend---she's my little sister!
Don't take the photo she's still here!
That's more like it---me and my "gang". Happy Birthday to ME! (Oh, Jane, I'm sorry I made you cry. . .but you're JUST my little sister.)

Kneeling L-R: Donna Short (she had a sister Jane's age--Diane. We were the "Short and Long" pairs), Gay Reynolds (my BFF or until we were in college), ME, Mary Ernst (she lived down the street with 2 older brothers), Kathryn Ruppy (a school friend---didn't live in the "hood") and Wanda Bellm (she lived downstairs from us) Standing: Stephen Adams (my cousin), Robert Delaney (my cousin) and Wayne Bellm (Wanda's twin)


Thursday, November 5, 2009

Brett's Soccer Game

Another day, another soccer game. Brett's game was played in the same area as Davis's near Swope Park but was on real turf---just across the parking lot from the photo below.
Rachel and her friend Bridget are laughing about their previous night's escapades making and selling co-co for a school fund-raiser. Libby and Davis both looked like they needed naps.
Brett and his friend Luis are warming up before the game.
Let the game begin!


At the end of the game, the two teams lined up and "high-fived." Thanks Twenters for a wonderful 24 hours---We'll see you at Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Davis's Soccer Game


We went to Kansas City to see the boys' final soccer games. Above is Davis, his friend Claire and her dad with sister Natalie.
After all of the rain we've had, we were lucky that this game was scheduled for the Wizard's practice field which had artificial turf.
It was very cold---Grandpa and I had at least 4 layers on (although rainy, it was 64 degrees when we left St. Louis)
The kids practiced kicking a ball around the soccer field before. . .

Coach Kyle (Davis's dad) put them through warm-ups (they were waiting for more of the team I think)
Then, he gave them a pep-talk. . .
before the game began.
Because it was their last game, Chick-fil-a sent a representative to hand out free coupons.
But, someone got scared and stayed hidden for the rest of the game. When the game was over, her Mimaw (Grandmother Twenter) said, "It's OK, Libby, the cow is gone." Libby shook her head, pointed about a half mile away where we could barely see a spotted cow.
Then, the coaches, grandparents, parents, siblings formed a bridge for the team to walk through.
Big brother Brett was just impressed that Davis got to play under the lights. Since he's a "big kid" he played his game the next day.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Halloween Preparations

Halloween Morning found Brett and Davis playing computer games or were they researching their roles for later that day: Wolverine and Captain America?
Rachel and Libby got us in the "spirit" with some songs and dress-ups!
But, then it was time to carve the pumpkin!
They researched (above is "Cannibal Pumpkin") . . .
Practiced drawing some pumpkins . . .
After they decided on a design, it was time to put some muscle into it.
They'd chosen a wolf howling, but decided it needed a "snout job."
There, that's better.
I think Daisy was flattered that they chose one of her cousins to carve into a pumpkin!

Between Two Worlds

Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.

This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.