This Time Tomorrow...

... I'll be trying to navigate Logan Airport in Boston, MA. Our expected arrival is 2:26 pm. So, we'll (mom and I) probably be trying to find the luggage belt about now. From there, with the biggest, bulkiest luggage I've ever travelled with, we'll try to find the car rental place.

I don't fly in the winter-time... (at least not north!), the suitcase looks massive, but it had to be to fit the thickest, woolliest, fleeciest clothing I could muster up. I'm going to the North Pole, afterall. No, Iceland. No, Vermont. What's the difference? I'm leaving sunny Florida with it's comfortable 70's temperatures for sub-zero temperatures. Yeah, but Nic and Kristiina are there... and isn't there something about a white Christmas that's kind of dreamy? (Did you see HGTV's Top 10 Christmas Towns? Woodstock, VT made the list... it's close to their house, and we're going there!! )
So...we'll bundle up!

Here was their house on the first day of winter...




Since then, they've called and said they've received a few more snow storms and many more inches! Kristiina said she can't see her fence and the snow is over the dogs' heads. And the poor things... they're not like Bailey (below), they're Florida dogs still learning to navigate in this new climate!! It's gonna be an adventure, that's for sure!! A chilly adventure.

I wouldn't mind your prayers. Boston is about 2 or so hours from their house. (We'll arrive right at dinner-time!) The thing is... mom hasn't driven in snow in 30 years. I've never driven in it (having left Syracuse, NY before I was driving age...).

This oughta be fun! :-D

And think of Joe, too. It's hard to come by a trustworthy Sitter-for-Seven, so he's hanging back with the beloved "Big Kids" and "The Puppies." The thing is, he's not just sacrificing the Christmas celebration, with his wife and MIL gone, it's his birthday the day after Christmas (what a rip).

Everyone wish Joe a Happy Birthday on 12/26!

He's gonna kill me... Love you, honey. Muah!

And stay tuned for winter-wonderland pics and videos during Christmas week....

It's Bailey!!

Oh my goodness!! You know me and dogs, right? I love 'em; my seven in particular. But there's something about this Bailey... Watch and smile.
It's laugh-out-loud funny; and make-your-heart-sing happy!! Enjoy.

BTW - miss blogging. Busy, busy, busy.
But "this, too, shall pass" and life will eventually get back to normal.
...looking forward to that day!

Keyboard Fesitval

On Sunday, I didn't sort or pack a single box. Nope. Joe and I had lunch with mom, like we do every Sunday. While at her house, I discovered that the annual Keyboard Festival at First Assembly of God (one of the big churches in our area) was being held this past weekend.

I also didn't discover till Sunday afternoon, that the last two shows were that day at 3:00, and again at 7:00. I wasn't about to miss it... especially since we're moving away, so I opted for the 3:00 PM presentation. The thing is... mom had made plans to go to the Christmas presentation at McGregor Baptist with her friends (after we had lunch)... and I didn't even consider trying to twist Joe's arm; it's just not his thing, but if I begged and pleaded, he would have obliged. However, I knew better than to ask him to join me on the day that the Giants played at 1:00, and the Steelers played at 4:00! His two all-time favorite teams (Steelers are his #1; Giants his #2).

Anyway, it was too late in the day to start calling my friends to see who would like to join me, so I went by myself... which I don't mind at all...

Do you mind doing things alone? Would you go out to eat by yourself? I have; "table for one, please." Not a problem. Or, gone to the movies by yourself? I've done it. Or, something like a Christmas Program... would you go ahead and go if you had no one to go with? I don't mind a bit. Don't even think twice.

It turns out the "matinee" presentation was the hour of the gray-hairs! I was in a sea of elderly. Again, it doesn't matter. I like old people. Every retirement community in Lee County and beyond had their buses there.

I found a single, aisle seat next to a man in his late seventies, I would guess. His name is Maurice and he was there with the people from his "community" in Arcadia. They took up three rows. Maurice is a "snow-bird" from Indiana. I enjoyed sharing the concert with him as we, from time-to-time, would lean into each other and whisper our comments. He was nice and played interested when I pointed out the ones I knew who were performing.

The concert was absolutely amazing. I heard my friend, Dawn C., sing a solo, which is always such a pleasure. We know each other through business, and we have worked on committees together through the Women's Council of Realtors. She and her mom are precious; I love them.

I also heard my chiropractor's 14-year-old son play a piano solo (Chopin Polonaise). That was a surprise; I didn't realize his children were old enough to be so accomplished. It turns out that while my own daughter was growing up... graduating high school, attending college, getting married; his children were growing, too! He played it amazingly well!! I was so impressed... shocked might be a more accurate description.

Another regular festival pianist, one who is well-known in our area, Mary S., played Claire de Lune. Hearing her play that piece had me with tears dripping off my chin. It was beyond words; so very beautiful.


Here's a shot (not mine; my friend's cousin took this and the following shots) of the choir, orchestra, and the four grand pianos (courtesy of Steinway-Bonita Springs).

Two of the pianists performing.

A close-up of part of the choir. My friend Dawn is holding the microphone. She sang in the choir and in the ensemble. Her solo part was in the ensemble number.

Pastor Dan Betzer sang a Christmas Medley. He always does such a nice job. Throughout it, there were a couple of sax solos. I love the alto sax!

When it was all over, I ran into a dear friend and business acquaintance, Phil D., in the parking lot. He is such a tender-hearted, gentle man. He's the kind of guy who brings a sense of calm, and always a smile. I really enjoyed chatting with him and his wife for a little while.

The whole affair had me feeling a little melancholy, though; longing for the comfort and familiarity of living in a city for 30 years, knowing I'm about to leave it. Realizing that whatever Christmas program I attend next year in my new city, I won't be enjoying the talent of, or running into, old friends. Don't get me wrong... I'm very excited about what adventures may lie ahead; but saying goodbye is such a hard thing to do. I'm realizing it's more than just the attachment to family (who have always been nearby - that's a given!!)... it's everything that has been my life for the last three decades. It's bigger and bolder than I thought it would be.

But, alas, change happens. I'm choosing to take it with grace... hopefully it shows! And, I'm expecting that by then, I will have made new friends with whom to share such happy moments.

You've heard me say this before... "Chin up, shoulders square, eyes sparkling... and always smiling."

I'm Not at the Office!

And I love not having an office to go to!! I used to always be at the office... every Monday through Friday, except holidays... but not any more.

I get up when I feel like it (it's still early). Have coffee at home (I used to not bother making it until I got to the office), eat a substantial, leisurely breakfast (add eggs and sausage or bacon to the cinnamon toast), and rest awhile {grin}, pondering what I'll do with the day.

It doesn't take long, though, for me to get it in gear. Yesterday, I thought I'd tackle the boxes, but ended up spending the whole day on floors (vacuuming and mopping), and doing a whole bunch of laundry... even all the throw rugs.

Today I am still doing laundry (You'd think we had mounds of it piled up in the laundry room... but we really didn't. I frankly don't know where its all coming from!); and Joe and I managed to sort through 6 of the stacked boxes in our living room. I still have 6 dozen to go through, but that's okay; I feel like I'm making progress.

Now, I'm off to the mall to round up more boxes. I have a friend that manages a retail clothing store. Their shipment boxes are great for moving!

I could get used to this... the-day-is-my-own thing! Unfortunately, I have a job waiting for me in NC... actually, that's not unfortunate. I'm grateful!

...but I really could get used to this.

I'd Rather Be Blogging!

Oh man! I'm so far behind on my blog-reading. I miss it.

I'm also not so good at posting daily, lately. ...have you missed me? {{wink}}

Things are just a little hectic these days. We closed on our 44th Street house on Dec 1 and had "a few sundry items" left in the garage that we had to clear out. We also had to clear out "a few of the left-overs" from the office, as the new tenant took over the lease ... also on Dec 1.

Fortunately, when he came to look at the suite, he liked it "as-is" and decided to buy all of the office and conference room furniture. What a relief to have it sold and not have to move it! (By the way, the new tenants' names are Joe and Pam!! Isn't that funny?)

Since we didn't have to worry about moving all that big stuff, we just rented a 10' truck to take care of both locations. "Surely," we thought, "it can all fit..." Well, not only did the trucking company not have a truck available on Sunday when they were supposed to... they only had a 26' truck available on Monday! We took one look at that monster and thougtht, "What a waste!"

Well, that turned out to be a huge blessing... we completely filled it with our "sundry left-overs!!" Geesh. You should see our garage. It's an over-sized two-car space, with barely a path to walk through... and that's just of the stuff we know we're putting in a garage sale. We still have our whole living room (and I mean the whole room) filled with boxes that I have to sort through and determine what we keep, what we put in the garage sale, and what we toss. {{SIGH}}

Since we're winding down and wrapping things up to head to the Carolinas, I don't have internet now... at the office or at home. If I get online, it has to be at mom's. Yikes. I'm gonna feel so out of touch. Needless-to-say, I won't be around for a while!

I'll try to post little snippets of progress every couple of days!!

Ugh... time to go sort boxes.

For Nic and Kristiina...

We missed you two yesterday! It felt odd not having you at our table... or having you, Kristiina, bustling about in the kitchen!

Here's a glimpse of our day.




Uncle John and Dad enjoying some shrimp and cheese/crackers out on the patio at Grandma's house before dinner.




After dinner... and Uncle John and Helena send their best wishes.

(Didn't get good shots of the pretty table, unfortunately...which is where my pics of grandma were. You'll see her below, though, in both videos.)

Heading to Gary and Diane's for dessert and coffee. The sky over the river was pretty.

A video:

Ah... here's everyone telling you how much we wish you were here!! Wish I had zoomed in a little more.




This was so cool! Loved seeing your precious faces. I think we all want to figure out how to Video Chat now, the way you're able to do with Dan.

And here's Dan now... teasing you with the sight of our yummy desserts!


Another video:

I'm videoing everyone enjoying video-chatting with you. Look at those happy faces!!
Check out the reaction to your hair, Nic... especially from your mother. So funny.

Diane and I exhibiting just how short we are. Their new sofa is more like a lounge chair for us! It's comfy, though!!

And it wouldn't be a proper evening at the DiOrio's if Uncle Mike weren't spoiling Sydney. How that little dog loves him!

Love you both so much! We're glad to hear you had a good day. The highlight for us was being able to see you online and send our cyber hugs and kisses. Soon we can do it in person... Christmas is less than a month away!!

XOXO

Holiday Rush

Well, here it is, 10 AM on Wednesday morning... "Thanksgiving Eve" and I'm just getting ready to go to the store for my holiday ingredients. Thankfully, I'm not responsible for the whole meal!




Nope... I'm doing the stuffing this year (though we don't stuff) and I'm going to make a pecan pie. Pecan pie is not my favorite; but it is my mom's favorite. ;-)

I was willing to tackle the turkey, but in speaking with my brother yesterday, we agreed he'd handle it. He had just watched an Alton Brown episode...thanksgiving-related, of course... and he told me all about it; even sent me links and a video clip of the segment. So, we've decided we want to give the brining-thing a try. We've never done that before, but John's game to give it whirl, and mom and I are game to let him go for it!

We're going to mom's house for the meal, and she'll take care of all the side dishes... the fancy trimmings! She's never been one to do the turkey or stuffing. Those were always dad's duties. Being our first Thanksgiving without dad, John and I are happy to fill those voids. They won't be dad's recipes, but maybe this year, that's good.

Whatever your plans are for this time of thanksgiving, whether you're hosting the event or visiting the home of another, I pray you're relishing the company of loved ones, and are filled with joy!

Stay safe and count your blessings!!

At the Beach

I went to Fort Myers Beach tonight with some of my favorite people.

Elaine, Ana, Julia and Olivia

Julia is Elaine's 1-year old daughter.

And Olivia is her 2 1/2-year old daughter. "Can I have a kiss?"


It was chilly, but the sunset was pretty.




Olivia had fun!

Hope you're having a great weekend!

Random Thoughts

Why is it the thoughts that wrack your brain during the middle of the night bounce around in your head like a pinball in an arcade game?

This was me last night:

It's 2:00 am. I wake up roasting, so I peel off the blanket layer. Ah, that's better. Haven't noticed yet that I'm curled up in the fetal position because my bed is teaming with dogs. After a couple of minutes it gets a little too chilly. Put the blanket back on. Reach behind me to feel for Joe... there's a large, warm body - but he has a cold nose. Sit up (kinda; I'm still wedged in the fetal position - dogs all around me)... and look for Joe. I wonder what time it was when they pushed him out of the bed and relegated him to the spare room.

Flop back down and hope I warm back up fast. It's during this period of shivering that I realize my hips feel fused. Oh, I need to stretch my legs. Scoot... over... oh... okay... wait... ugh... move. Then, another "Ah." I'm lying straight - still wrapped tight as a mummy since the dogs are on top of my covers, but at least I'm outstretched. It feels good, although, I'm now laying in the bed diagonally and I don't have a pillow; there's a big, furry blond boy sleeping on it.

That's okay. I tell myself to go back to sleep.

Boy, am I thirsty! Shouldn't have had ham for dinner and taste-tested Ree's bacon-wrapped crackers in the same night. I'm gonna be swollen as a sea cow in the morning! I wonder if I can reach my glass of water. Ohhh... almost... don't spill it. Gulp, gulp. Much better. I'm so glad that was there!

Okay, go to sleep.

The bed starts shaking. Riley's feet and eyes are twitching a mile a minute. Then he starts his high pitched, "Woof, woof," while puffs of air escape his cheeks. It's always a higher pitch when he's "talking in his sleep." I sit up enough to reach him, "Hush, hush - it's okay buddy. Go to sleep, it's okay." I pet him until it stops.

Okay, go to sleep.

What's that sound? Listen carefully. It sounds like growling, but it's so low. Listen... Sounds like Dexter out in the other room. Listen... It is. He's growling. At what? Should I get up and investigate? Listen... It's so soft, though. A low, guttural growl. Give it a couple of seconds. If I get up now, it'll perk everyone's interest and chaos will ensue... I'll never get back to sleep... Hmmm, he's still at it. I think he's "sleep talking" too! What is this?! Finally, his dream switches scenes and he stops. (Dogs dream, right? They must.) Okay, go to sleep. Peek at the clock. Oh geez, it's 3:35!

Go to sleep!

Start planning my schedule for tomorrow so I can make sure the bacon wrapped crackers (taste-test proved positive!) are done in time for our finger-food party at bible study... that's so nice of them to plan a going-away party for me. I'm really going to miss them. I wonder if I'll meet people in NC that I'll feel as comfortable with and close to. It takes a long time to forge those kind of relationships... start feeling a little melancholy.

Oh, go to sleep!

Start wondering about the house in NC... there's going to be a lot to do to get settled up there. Now, I'm picturing the rooms and picking out paint colors... I'm arranging furniture... Move outdoors; I'm fencing the yard - building a chicken coop - planting a garden - taking a hike - camera in hand (pining for a camera upgrade) - exploring my new town...

Go. To. Sleep.

That reminds me; one of the first things I want to do is find a church. I hope it has a neat women's group. I really want to find a group to have bible study with... {sigh} It was so nice to receive that call from Elaine today. It'll be great to see Ana on Saturday, I miss her...

Go. To. Sleep.

I look at the clock, it's 4:19. Argh! Roll over, find my pillow and see if Blaze will share it with me. Assume the fetal position as I spoon him. Now I've disturbed Emma enough for her to realize she should get up and wedge her way between Blaze and me (she's the jealous type). "No-no, Emma. Go lay down. Okay. Good girl. No-no. Okay. Enough kisses. No, Em. Go lay down. Good girl." She plops down in a huff, curling up behind my knees.

We're back where we started at 2:00 am. I'm in the fetal position, dogs plastered against me. And finally I drift off to sleep...

No wonder I feel a little groggy today.

Our Mysterious Brain

Had this emailed to me yesterday...

Try it......it only takes 2 seconds. Unbelievable!

This will boggle your mind (and it made me giggle at myself), and you'll keep trying it over and over to see if you can outsmart your foot, but, you can't!



1. Without anyone watching you (they will think you are GOOFY......) and while sitting at your desk in front of your computer (okay, I guess you don't have to be at your computer, you can do this anywhere), lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.

2. Now, while doing this, draw the number '6' in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction.



I told you so!!! And there's nothing you can do about it! I'll bet, before the day is done you are going to try it again, if you've not already done so!









Thanks, Mom (and Kira!).


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It was definintely cold enough last night for another fire. Joe even rearranged the furniture for more efficient canine snuggl-ability while maintaining the virtue of reading light, TV watching, and roaring fire enjoyment (he just switched the chair with the love seat). At one point, I was blanketed by four sleeping hounds, simultaneously! I think they love their humans as much as their humans love them.

And I love that Joe and I are on the same page when it comes to them. I would guess that not a lot of husbands would make sure his wife has ample reading light, while ensuring that the dogs have enough room to cuddle with her. I am blessed!

Our First Fire

We lit our first fire of the season in the fireplace last night. I know, I know, you're probably thinking it couldn't have possibly been that cold down here. Well, you're right. Our version of a cold front is what some of you call Indian Summer! (lows in mid-40s, highs barely over 70...)

It's just that we don't get to use the fireplace very often. So, we take full advantage of every opportunity. We'll light a fire before we go put on warmer clothes (Joe still had on his shorts, short-sleeved shirt, and was barefoot)!

So, there we were. Joe over on the couch watching TV with assorted dogs snuggling him (always 2 at a time and they seemed to take turns); me in the chair with my feet up on the hassock, Zeila at my side, Dexter at my feet, a good book in-hand. It was a perfectly cozy, relaxing evening. I hope it's "cold enough" to do it again tonight!



This wasn't last night... this was last January. I just thought it was ironic that it was these two again, Dexter and Zeila, cozying up to me. They make me happy.

Blaze Now, He's a Blog Star!

I said it was coming... Blaze's day to be the Blog Star. He's my roly-poly, sweet and snuggly, biggest-of-the-bunch, Blazer-Boy!

Journey with me down memory lane of the past 17 months:




This is my newborn Blaze. Literally just moments old.




Blazey, far left, about 30 minutes old. We're still waiting for Sara to arrive. See the mark on his forehead? It's how he got his name... unfortunately that started to disappear after only a few weeks.




I used to like to bounce him to sleep. They all loved this.

Roly-poly... his little pink nose is almost all black already! (Though, his eyes still haven't opened.)




My sleepy, full-bellied puppies! Not hard to pick out Blaze!

Why the long face?

Pampered Zeila having a special bonding moment with her boys. The girls are in the pen waiting their turn.





Dad with the sweet puppy, back when he was small enough to hold in your arms.




With his brother and sisters... how they wished they could have climbed out of that pen! Now Blaze (actually, all of them) can leap the sofa in a single bound!

Oh my! Look at that adorable, wrinkly forehead!

Back when he used to fit under the furniture. And the blaze on his forehead is barely a pinstripe now.

This is his baby walrus phase. He had so much loose skin and rolls. He'd lay down on his side and the skin would just puddle around him. We knew he was going to be big (had to be to fill all that out!).





Alert and playful!

Holy moly. They were weaned and fully on puppy food by this time, but between 8 and 10 weeks, they still managed to rope Mama in to this at least once a day. It was like trying to get a baby to give up a bottle! There was too much comfort in it for them to give it up without a fight.

Just enjoying a little fresh air... 10 weeks old and still saggy-baggy.

Picking him up was starting to get a little challenging at this point. We knew by now he'd be our biggest!

Rough-housing with his little sister, Sara.

Curious puppy, exploring outdoors. I love the way his ears fell forward.

Oh boy! He was the one that Mama always seemed to choose to play with... as if he was the one she needed to teach how things are done. Looks like she taught him well... he's using her own moves on her!

"Yup, Mama... I'll climb on your back and take you down, just like you showed me!" So far, he's still a compatible size for her.

"Sara, we're over here... come play."

His face is so expressive! He still has those forehead wrinkles and emotion-filled eyebrows, and they still melt me.




Oh! Just 6 months old. He's starting to look like a dog rather than a puppy.

And Mama Zeila is after him again. "Come here, Son, do you remember what I taught you?"




"Where is it? I know I stashed it in here..."

"Ah, found it."

"Now, what can I find over here..." (this was -ahem- before the "procedure")

Uh... Zeila, you're lucky your boy is gentle with you...since he's now triple your size!



My Blazer-Boy...

He's so handsome. I'm smitten with this one! (okay, okay, you're right. not just this one.)

You've got to go here to see more pics of the puppies birth through 1st year. So cute!

27 Years Ago Today

... the kids in that photograph got married.

And that's a photo from the Silver Anniversary celebration, 2 years ago... many thanks to Nic and Kristiina (XOXO)!



They surprised us with a party at their house; a slew of our friends and family in attendance! It was great; we were speechless!


The morning after the party, we boarded a plane and flew to Barbados where we spent a glorious 8 days... it was like a second honeymoon.



As we were approaching what would be "our street" for the ensuing week, this is the scenery that greeted us. This area is known as the Soup Bowl and is a famous surfing destination.




Having arrived at our street, this is the view from the corner looking back in the direction we came. We stayed on the quieter, east side of Barbados in Bathsheba.




Our peaceful, secluded little cottage.




And our balcony out back. No windows... just wood shutters. We slept under a bug net (and we were suprisingly comfortable)!




The view of the Atlantic Ocean from our balcony.




While enjoying the view out there one morning, I noticed this guy climbing the palm tree to harvest coconuts! No ropes, no safety nets... but up, up, up he went!
I don't particularly care for coconut... unless it's fresh. And when it's this fresh, it's delicious!




Our neighborhood grocer. Some of the locals were hanging out drinking their locally brewed Banks Beer. A common sight.

Exploring the island, here is a view from the Fishpot Restaurant where we had lunch one day.




An alley cafe in Speightstown.

A typical Bajan neighborhood.

We spent the day at this beach. I took lots of pictures while Joe snorkeled.

While we were there, we met Pablo. He weaved an angel fish for me from palm fronds.




Heading back to the cottage as the sun sets, and in time to join new friends for dinner at the Sea-U Guest House where we stayed and where dinner is served family-style. They have a main guest house with a number of cottages scattered on the property. We enjoyed it very much.

This year is going to be a tad quieter... as matter of fact, we may not even go out to eat but just spend a quiet evening at home. Turns out that anniversaries that aren't a multiple of 5 or 10 don't get a lot of hoopla!

Fine with me. Quiet is good, too... besides, I'm still enjoying the memories of the Silver Anniversary party and vacation.

Check out this site for lots more Barbados photos... it was an incredible experience!