Sisters...

Sisters is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.  ~Margaret Mead

My sister and I are so opposite of each other too. She is blonde hair blue eyes; I'm dark hair and hazel eyes.  She is petite and I am tall.  She is very outgoing and makes friends very easily. I am more reserve and hold back.  Her favorite color is blue (the cool colors). Mine is green/orange (the warm colors).  

I remember growing up thinking about how annoying a sister can be...dressing like me, wanting to hang out with my friends and me, doing the same things as me, etc.  I still remember the time I got dressed for the day, and my sister Christy came downstairs and was wearing the same exact outfit in a different color.  I'm sure at times we were competitive, always wanting what the other had. Sharing a room, we thought was a bad things most days, as I remember running a strip of tape down the center of our room and marking the boundaries.  ha ha

As I went to college, I began to realize how much I missed my sister being around.  We were then 5 hours from each other, and she wasn't there just to talk.  I'm realizing as we continue to get older and mature our relationship is now a friendship.

We've had some of the best times lately just hanging out with each other.  Tonight I went with my sis to get my haircut, grab a bite to eat, and just chat.  We just hung out enjoying mindless conversation together, not realizing how the time was passing by.  These are the nights that are special to me.  Realizing that my once annoying sister is now a best friend!  Looking forward to spending many more times just hanging out. Love ya Christy!

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of.  You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.  ~Amy Li

Confession...I need Fall...

I have failed miserably this summer with my goals.  

1. I haven't lost weight, and in fact I've gained back some that I lost last summer. (I worked so hard too ughh!!!)   I'm blaming it on the heat.

2. I had great goals of working on things for my classroom, especially working on smart board lessons.  I ...have...not...done...one... yet....

3.  I planned on sewing as soon as I got my machine, but I haven't sewn a single piece yet.  I must go fabric shopping and need some moral support (Jackie P.???)  

4. I'm in a "bummer" mood lately for a few reason.  I think most of it deals with the fact that I will be turning 30 in a couple of months.  I'm a goal setter if you can't tell and a couple of goals will not have been met by then.  I will share more about this in the future, I hope when I am ready.  

I'm really looking forward to fall, pumpkins, apples, orange, red, spiced cider, and crisp air.  Please come soon to rescue me. :)  

On a brighter note, my cat Mara (who is like a child to me) has been sick lately, and she is finally feeling better.  she is actually chasing her bird toy around the house right now, and begging me for more fun!

So I'm going to learn to sew...

I've always had an interest deep down to sew.  When I was younger, I admired my Grandma Peach for her skill of sewing.  She made beautiful quilts and each grandchild got one from her when we were babies.  I still have it today.  She also made her dresses. They were simple, but with great prints and they fit her perfectly.  It was my dream to learn some skills from her before she passed-away, but it didn't happen unfortunately.  I took a "stab" at sewing when I was younger for a 4-H project and made a piano seat cushion with the help of my mom, but that is as far as anything I've ever done.
Lately I've had an interest though in making some simple clothes, so for Christmas this past year I asked for a sewing machine.  When school got out I finally took the sewing machine out of the box and attempted to figure it out.  Little did I know that I have a husband who has this under control!  With a little help of the diagrams he had the sewing machine threaded in no time.  (He was taught well from his skilled-sewing mom) I was shocked!  I guess I know who to turn to when I'm struggling.  So I've been tagging a couple of things that I would like to try on pinterest. I figured if I posted about it on here, then it might motivate me to try some of the patterns out.

Here is one of the first projects I'd like to try.  Simple Skirt



Now if I can just find the right fabric I need.....

Back to My Roots...

Last weekend I had a fabulous time celebrating our family Christmas.  Yes I know it was a little late, but this was the best weekend for my brother and his family to visit, since he had to go to Wisconsin for his job.  It was a weekend filled with smiles and laughter, and I really miss these times we have as a family.  Since the weather was so nice, my brother wanted to get the "kids" out of the house ( I use the term "kids" loosely as I think we all wanted to go out and do something together) and went to the family farm.  It had been a long time since I had been out the farm, in particular the timber. My brother and his wife took the "mule" with the kids in the back, and Josh and I went on the four wheeler.  We had a blast!  Riding throughout the timber, watching the kids smiling in front of us and "directing" traffic to make sure that we were going to stop. We saw a beautiful sight of about 12 deer jump across the road and run right in front of us, too.  Even though riding around on the four-wheeler with my husband was great (awesome to see my "techy" husband, enjoy an outdoor adventure), the ride brought back so many memories as a kid on the farm.  I thought about the 4-H and church wiener roasts in the clearing and hayrack rides......... seeing the cows walk through the timber......... sledding adventures down the hill and being pulled behind the tractor........ice skating on the pond.......listening to my families' deer stories when they came back from hunting.....and all of these flooded my mind with emotions. These memories are filled with laughter, tears, and joy and most were just loads of farm family fun. It's in my roots, this family farm, as it has been in our family for over 150 years. I think of all the great times and memories that have been made here, and now my brother is making new memories when he brings his children here now.  Even though, I don't visit it as much as I used to, and the farm is different without the cows, and the cousins are now adults, it still is the family farm. I pray and hope that this farm will still continue to make beautiful memories for generations to come as it has for so many long ago.