The 49ers Club and Some Real Excitement!
It's official. I'm a 49-er now! I've joined the ranks, with the best of the best, including my older sister, Charmaine. We have about 7 more days of being 49ers together before she turns 50 next Sunday. :)
His parents, Caleb and Bethanne Jackson, drove up from Arizona early this week to pick up the rest of their things that have been hanging out in storage since they left our house at the end of March. They are planning to continue their stay in Arizona for about 5 more years, and they hope with all their heart to put down some roots in Idaho at some point. They are such a cute family, and Caleb and Bethanne are truly wonderful parents!
It was so great to see them on Monday and Tuesday before they had to head back home.
Chelsea is my daughter that was placed for adoption 31 years ago. We keep in touch regularly and even spoke on the phone for a bit this week - she called on my birthday and I was able to get more of the story of how they got engaged. I am so happy for her and Garret! They have been together for about 4 years now, if I recall correctly. I really like him; he's a good man. They haven't set a date yet for the wedding, but will begin making some specific plans very soon.
Monday: Scott's brother, Gordon, arrived from West Virginia to stay for a few days. He drove all the way across the country (again!!) to bring out a car for his daughter, Marissa, and her sweet family to arrive in a few weeks. After he played with us for a bit, he flew back home on Thursday.
Scott and Gordon not only look alike, but they also sound alike!
From the kitchen, I could hear the girls getting upset in the living room, so I went in to see what was going wrong. Abby was upset at Gwen because Gwen was trying to climb up on the couch where she had laid out a blanket and pillow.
Here's how the conversation went:
Me: Watcha doing Gwen?
Gwen: I want to climb up here to say prayers.
Abby: NO!! We need to say prayers FIRST, and then get in our bed!!
Me: (finally understanding what the disagreement was) I see . . . well, it seems to me that the most important thing you want to do is to say your prayers. And that's wonderful! So it doesn't really matter if it's IN the bed, or on the floor near the bed. But I see that you have different ideas. Let's talk it out and figure out a solution together.
I modeled for them how that conversation could go, and then they repeated it back.
Gwen: Abby, I want to say prayers IN the bed. Is that okay with you?
Abby: (on her own with no coaching from me) Actually, I think Gwen is right. We should say our prayers IN the bed. C'mon Gwen. Let's climb in!!
I was so pleased at how easily they figured out a solution, so I just had to take their picture. :)
Tuesday: I talked to Kylie on the phone for over an hour! It was wonderful! She's all alone over in Italy while Benson is in England doing his training. I told her to call me often, or else I would be calling her if I didn't hear from her!
She shared with me that she had just found a homeless pregnant mommy cat. So she decided to take her in until the babies were born.
This is her watermelon. The only problem is that somehow bugs got into it, and they have eaten out the entire center! She was very sad about that!!
I told her I would send her some slug bait right away. And thanks to Amazon, she'll be getting it very soon!
Tuesday was such a crazy day for the whole rest of the day after that phone call with Kylie. Between the phone ringing, and the doorbell ringing, and me being needed for something constantly, it was exhausting! I did a lot of good things though, and that felt good. But at the end of the day, and after a young women's planning meeting at my house, I went in to my room and shut the door at 8:30 p.m. and never came back out. I needed some quiet time to myself. So that's what I did.
Wednesday: Gratefully, the day was a much slower pace. It started out with me going to my monthly massage in the morning. What a great gift to myself, ha ha!
The only other thing I remember doing was helping the girls to rig a giant "telephone" system with a mile-long piece of pink yarn and some dixie cups on the ends. It was my way of trying to keep them entertained while Amber made us all a yummy dinner.
Thursday: The day I became a 49er. I got several texts and phone calls all throughout the day from family and friends. And my dad sent me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers that I have ever received in my entire life!
Gwen also came in and climbed into bed with me that morning. What a cutie!
Friday: I cleaned out the craft room quite a bit, so that we could take some photos of the weight machine that we wanted to get rid of. We ended up selling it on Facebook Marketplace the next day (Saturday). Now we have a LOT more space in that room! How exciting!
Scott wants to hang up a pull-up bar from the ceiling as a form of exercise, and Amber can also use it to hang up her yoga swing once winter hits and she can't use it outside.
Here is a cute video of her in the swing, pretending to eat the sky. And then she ends by doing a funny blinking thing, ha ha.
Then Abby came out and joined us. They pretended they were dead from too much swinging.
Saturday: I woke up with a lot of sneezes, as did several of us, from the change in weather. It's been breezy, mixed with some residual smoke from area wildfires. I think I must have sneezed too hard at some point, because this happened:
A broken blood vessel maybe??
She ended up texting her landlord, using Google Translate, and they are going to send out an electrician to fix whatever the issue is. I hope she's doing alright tonight!
Benson is doing some heavy training in England. He texted me saying that he gets up at 2:30 a.m. to leave the hotel at 3:30 a.m. to start training each day at 4:30 a.m. I'm sure he'll have more stories to share once he gets all done in a few weeks.
This is the picture he sent once they were all loaded up on their plane from Italy to Lakenheath, England.
He's been able to do a tiny bit of sight seeing, mostly when they first arrived in England. They are staying in the Cambridge area.
Scott also helped me hang up a few pieces of art in the living room last night (Saturday). I've been hunting for a while now for a complimentary piece to go with Amber's painting and the "Hear Him" sign that my niece, Hunter Jackson, made for me earlier this summer. I finally found just the right accent to tie it all together.
I also found a frame and a matte for this big and beautiful painting of Jesus that Amber made last year for Benson. She originally painted him a much smaller version, and then as an afterthought, she had him take a quality digital photo of it in Italy so she could use it to create prints. Amber's friend Julie wanted a large 20x20 inch version of it, and when it arrived a few weeks ago, I was BLOWN AWAY. I had never seen the original painting that was sent to Benson in Italy because Amber was in Texas when she created it.
I knew instantly that I NEEDED to have my own huge print of the same painting. So I had Amber order me one. (I paid her for it!) And here it is in a beautiful new frame as of yesterday. It just needs to be hung up on this wall sometime this week. (There's a hint of a glare on the glass and you can kind of see the word "Gather" backwards - from the dining room wall opposite from this display area)
Earlier today, we drove up to Rigby to have dinner with Scott's parents, Phil and Coy. She made a delicious array, as usual, with just about every color of the rainbow! We enjoyed visiting and playing with the girls after dinner. They had fun playing with Grandma's stuffed animal collection, and Gwen enjoyed trying her hand at playing the organ downstairs.
Abby is on the couch, singing and playing with the stuffed animals. Gwen is on the rug playing with some toys. Amber is next to her. Grandpa Phil is also on the couch, and Grandma Coy is on the chair. Scott is taking the picture per my request.
After we got home tonight, and after Gwen was tucked into bed, I got out something special for Abby to enjoy during her "quiet time" while she waits for Gwen to fall asleep.
I have a precious collection of dolls that my Grandma Zoe made, ones that my cousin Daphne gave to my sister, Charmaine a few years ago. Charmaine entrusted them to me, knowing that I am somewhat the family historian and super nostalgic about anything that used to belong to a now deceased family member.
I got the dolls out of the treasure box, one at a time, with Abby and she was so impressed with each one. She lovingly held them, and gave them names. Then she played for almost an entire hour, making up stories and acting out scenarios with all of them. I know my Grandma would be happy to know that they are so cherished and that they are bringing joy to yet another generation of her posterity.
I sure miss my Grandma Zoe. She was a special lady. She is the one person that I am certain is a ministering angel to me from heaven. She has come to me numerous times, even choosing to "sit" nearby for an hour or more while I work on a craft. She brings peace and a loving reassurance to me in times of need and I am so grateful for her and for her loving influence that continues beyond the grave.
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