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It’s Fair Time!

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Sorry to those of you who love coming here on Thursdays to get your thankfulness on, but I have nothing for you today.  Sure, I’m thankful, but my brain seems to think that it can’t handle cranking out any meaningful thankful words right now.  I have a new 93-year-old pen pal named Grandma Joy who has lightened my heart the last couple weeks with a recipe that has been in her family since 1890 (at least) and stories of Dennis’ ancestors from when they came to homestead in Abilene, KS.  I got a bunch of great fortunes (a take out place went crazy with the fortune cookies and put five in a sack for one order) that said I will be successful in my endeavors. (Not that I put any stock in fortunes, but they are fun and affirming. :))  And things I can’t even think of right now.  Like I said, my brain is kind of on strike.

So yes, I’m thankful, but all I have for you is a breakdown of my current state of affairs.  I’m only going to be posting a few things within the next couple weeks, things I already had scheduled.  Because, here it is, confession time.  You knew it was coming but I haven’t admitted how close it is.  Fair time!

I signed up for 50 baking contests (!) and right now, have only baked and frozen like ten things.  And I have only SIX DAYS to get the rest done.  Although I won’t be actually entering all 50 I signed up for, I’m going to do as many as I can (it’s a 1 1/2 hour round trip so I like to make entering the fair worth the drive) and so I won’t be blogging or much of anything else online.  I also have a family reunion, a baby shower, two birthdays, and two potlucks all coming up in the next couple weeks.  Not to mention a certain doctor appointment that I’m pretty nervous about.  Crazy times, man.  ;)

Please don’t get your hopes up for me this year because I don’t’ want to disappoint you!  I almost hate to tell you I’m entering the fair at all since I probably won’t win anything this year, but I suppose you’d think I was crazy if I made 27 banana breads to find the best one and try to beat my baking nemesis, and then didn’t enter any of them at the fair.  OK, so obviously I’m crazy either way, but I’m not a quitter and I’m seeing this crazy quest through to the end.  Anyway, I’m not entering many things I’ve already won ribbons for in previous years because I wanted to try some new things this year and since I’m limited on time, I decided to cut back by nixing most of those I’ve won ribbons for already.  Which means I likely won’t get many.  Just warning you.  I hate letting you guys down so I’m doing it in advance. lol

So yeah, that’s pretty much what’s going on.  I’m sorry for the lack of a Thankful Thursday today, but I will make it up to you soon!!  And I do have a post tomorrow–it was an easy one I scheduled earlier this month.  And one next week!  So I’ll still be present, even while absent. :)  See you soon!  I will update on the fair stuff in the second week of September. Peace out!

Thankful Thursdays #82: no more banana bread

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Just a bunch of random thanksgivings again.

The biggest one: my banana bread journey is over!! I have to devote a blog to this 6 month journey in finding the perfect banana bread during which I baked 26 loaves, but in the mean time you can check it out on my facebook page here (I know that’s a lot of breads, so just skip to the last photos where we judge them–those are more fun).  There are only 24 in the album because after I posted it, I made two more banana breads and #25 is the winner.  I think. No. It is.  I can’t bake any more banana bread this year or my head will explode.  Kinda like it will explode when I don’t get even a third place ribbon in this category at the fair (the whole reason I set out to find the best banana bread).  A word to the wise: never ever place this much importance on food! It’s not balanced. lol

twoweekwait.com.  If you are trying to get pregnant and go crazy each month during the two weeks you’re waiting to test, you might want to check this website out.  It has really helped me stay grounded, encouraging other women on message boards, commiserating, reading success stories of those who beat odds similar or worse than ours.  I also love to vote on the “do you think I’m pregnant?” stories when I’m starting to obsess on my own “signs.”  Can’t wait for my first appointment with a fertility doc at the end of the month to make sure everything’s good on my end.  I mean, besides my diabetes, but that is under control and my diabetes doc gave me the thumbs up on his end, at least. :)

My co-workers.  They seem to be diminishing quickly, as they move on to other jobs and countries, and now my favoritest favorite friend at work is leaving soon as well (that’s her up there after winning a weight loss contest between a few of us back in 2010–see the below photo for our group “before” shot).  I’m going to be squeezing and hugging and calling the few remaining friends George until they leave me too.  *sniff*

And I’m pretty excited to be joining blogger buddy, Debbi, in doing the Body by Vi weight loss program.  I have gained 15 pounds from emotional eating since March (you can see proof in the one and only picture I shared of myself in the banana bread album–it was the best and you can still see the chub) and though not happy about the fat clothes I have had to buy, I have not found the motivation to do anything about it.  I finally bit the bullet and ordered a month’s supply of the shake mix and am hopeful this will help me get back on track.  I honestly don’t really support diets that use shakes instead of real food, but these are so healthy and it’s gotta be better than what I’m doing now.  If you are interested, check it out here and watch the short video.  If I get two people to sign up, my next month will be free (and so will yours if you do the same)!

Hows about you?  What are you thankful for today/this week?

Thankful Thursdays #81: you

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Today, as I am most days, I’m thankful for you.  Yes you there, reading my blog.  Whether you are a noncommittal lurker who stops in from time to time when a particularly tasty recipe nabs your attention (I admit, I’m totally guilty of this on many blogs), a regular reader, a regular reader who leaves comments on occasion or frequently (you’re my favorite! :)), a friend I’ve made online, or a personal friend, co-worker, or family member that also reads my blog, I so appreciate you!  My stats tell me you’re there whether you admit it openly, and it really does me good to know it.

When it comes to admitting my feelings for people and making connections, I force myself to be reserved, except for when it comes to those I’m very, very close to and I know they feel the same way about me.  I’m perpetually terrified of making a fool of myself by allowing myself to form a connection with someone and ending up liking them more than they like me.  (What, you thought people only did this in dating scenarios?  Nope, I do it with friendships!)  I’m a pretty enthusiastic, loving person, and I could fall so deeply in love with every person I met if I let myself.  Even with my barriers in place, I am sad to say some have helped me remove them only to break my heart, and so I’m even more careful now of forming friendships, whether in real life or online.

But today I’m making an exception and taking down my shield briefly to tell you that I love you.  I so love you.  You make every single day of my life better.  Yes, YOU!  If you’re wondering how this is possible, let me just skim the surface.

First, the comments.  I love comments, and I’m sure other bloggers feel the same way.  This is the ultimate gratification in blogging, to receive a comment.  I don’t know why it’s such a big deal, but it feels pretty amazing when they appear.  Wow!  You read my blog!  Maybe I’m not totally lame after all! lol

I treasure each and every one but here are some of my recent favorites, that have lifted me out of the depths of despair, brought a breath of fresh air to my day, or just made me laugh with happiness.

Is it possible not to smile after reading a comment that includes hearts, music notes and stars?  Mary is always so cheerful!

(Fallon is from Zimbabwe, as I learned from another comment she left me.)  I tear up every time I read this.  The day I got it was a horrible day and I just bawled–it was such a blessing to me.  This is the ultimate comment for me because THIS is why I post my favorite recipes, in hopes that I might bring the same happiness and love to other kitchens and families that they bring to my own.  It took a few years, but I’m finally starting to get some “review” comments like this.  Those are my favorite and the happiness in them also fills my soul when I read them.


I’m also starting to get a few comments from readers sharing their own recipes, and these always tickle me.  I’m still looking forward to trying this one.

And I also get wonderful, encouraging comments that bring me to tears, like this one.

In addition to the readership and comments, some readers have taken it a step further by sending me post cards and even packages in the mail!

One reader from Russia, Becky, who I feel (dare I say it?) pretty close to, saw my mention of our trouble with having children and sent me this book.

Wow.  God has blessed me so much through this blog and this is the epitome of that blessing.  This book is a comfort to me, and a reminder about what is most important, my love for and relationship with Christ, so that I can keep my head on straight when I’m most tempted to wallow in self-pity.

Another reader, Kerry from Ohio, used my favorite pie crust recipe in three pies she entered at her state fair competition and won ribbons for all three!  I was so surprised by the pie dish and carrier I received in the mail soon after, I thought I had a secret admirer until I finally remembered she said she was going to send me a token of appreciation for helping her win.  I was expecting a thank you card!  I was pretty astounded by her generosity, and very touched by the gesture.  But the ultimate reward was helping her win those ribbons.  My heart swells with happiness.

And then there’s Suzie.  Suzie is really special to me and I’m going to just admit (shriek! totally going against my instincts!) that if we lived closer to one another, she just might be my BFF.  She’s definitely my online BFF, and I never told her this but it’s kind of a miracle she managed to break through my barriers since we met right after my previous online bestie (well, I thought she was but the feeling wasn’t mutual-horrifying!) “dumped” me.  We have never met in real life, but she has always supported me in blogging and everything I do, and I’m so happy to be able to follow her blog now that she has one (check her out here.)  While I’m going out on limbs here, I’m going to tell you, Suzie, that if God ever blesses us with a child, my greatest wish would be you would be able to come all the way from MI to my baby shower so I can finally meet you face-to-face.  Being pregnant and meeting you?  I can’t think of two things that would fill me with  more joy.  I’d probably explode.

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Anyway, this wonderful woman spoils me, along with almost everyone she knows, and particularly those she loves.  A while back she sent me this glass cornucopia figurine  and while it’s actually a candlestick holder, I had other plans for it.  This is an antique, and antiques are precious to me because I adore pieces of physical history.  It’s Fenton, which is a big deal (I recognized the name from my Dad’s dealing in it–he buys and sells antiques) and dates to the 1930s. I heart it so much!

Every time I think of something I’m thankful for throughout the week, I write it down and fold it up, and put it in the cornucopia.  I also add fortune cookie fortunes whenever we eat Chinese because I get a kick out of them.  How perfect is this for me, right?  A cornucopia full of thanksgivings!  At the end of the week, or weeks depending on how long I wait, I read all my thanksgivings to remind myself of everything I have to be thankful for.  If you want to feel incredible peace, you might try this.  It is wonderful.

OK, now I can’t possibly mention every single person who I am thankful for as a reader, and I got pretty specific with some of them, but I’m still talking to YOU.  Thank you for reading.  Even my lurkers bless me financially now that I’m getting paid to blog-LOL!  But even without the little bit of money, seeing the number who is reading makes me feel like maybe I’m doing something that matters, and maybe I matter in this big world, even if it’s just to you.  So thank you.  You matter to me too, and I’m so thankful for you.

Love, Veronica

Stay tuned…

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I have a Thankful Thursday post for you today but I have to first wake up (unfortunately, noon is still early for me–ugh) and take a few pictures, then load them to the draft before posting.  So come back around 2 PM CST, it should be up by then!  I think you will like this one…because it’s about you. :)

A glossary for my slicers

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I was just writing a post and after saying, “grizzle, please,” in it and thinking once again I would have to rephrase my words in order to be understood by the masses, I changed my mind and decided instead to just create a glossary for my blog.  You can check it out here, if you care to.  Right now it’s not very long, but will likely grow over time.

No longer will I hold back saying things like, “the Perch blood struck,” and calling you guys my “slicers”  when I’m feeling particularly fun-loving and affectionate.  Though, actually, I’d much rather call you my Cornicopi-cats.  Would that bug you?  I kind of love it.  Anyway, now you can just refer to my handy glossary every time my words leave you scratching your head, and soon enough, you will become Davis-lingual.  (FYI, I was born a Davis, and this is where my odd language stems.)

Happy Tuesday, my little slicer McSlicingtons!

When my sister, Lacey (middle), saw this photo on Facebook, she said “Well lookey there. Three little perches sleeping in the same bed. I like to imagine that we are all laughing at completely separate things. ;)”  Knowing us, we probably were.  It’s the Perch blood.

What strange words do you have or strange ways do you use words in your family?

Thankful Thursday #80: beyond white light

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(10 Points if you can name that album!)

It’s been a while since the (in?)famous Dennis Miller wrote a guest post for me.  But truly, it is hard to come up with so many Thankful Thursdays, and I begged his help this week. He graciously agreed to help me out.  Please welcome my hubby back!

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White light, when seen through a prism, shows that it is really made up of the entire visible color spectrum.

This proves to me that even plain things, when looked at differently, can show great beauty.

It’s not white light that I’m thankful for, it’s the ability to see what is more.

Anyone who has had a baby knows theirs is the cutest, smartest baby in the world. Pet owners love and adore their pets, even when they have chewed up all their owner’s shoes.

I laughed out loud reading this...

It’s the mind’s ability to see more than meets the eye that makes life much more fun.

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Imagination plays a part of this too. Instead of just going to the store with your family or wife, maybe you are with a small elite commando unit sent out by special order to obtain Miracle Whip and return it to base. You are not waiting on the mail man but waiting for agent MM to make a drop that contains vital intel of national importance.

Obviously I have gone from the objective (white light into colored) to the subjective with the last examples but I believe we mainly live in a subjective state.

So it is to you, oh reader of this mighty blog, (see I’m not just writing a blog but I’m William Shakespeare’s retarded cousin, the family calls me Binkie, penning a new missive of much importance)…what ordinary thing may you perceive today that has hidden beauty?

Thankful Thursdays #79: I don’t have cancer!

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For the first year of Thankful Thursdays, I’d list what I was thankful for each day of the week on Thursday.  Although I’m not going to do that today, I am feeling a “list”-type TT is in order since I have a bunch of random thanksgivings in my heart right now.
Cold-brewed iced coffee.  I’m sipping some now, as I do most mornings.  OK, so technically is 12:30 PM but it’s still my morning.  So much for the waking up early thing.  But I’ve done a little better this week. Baby steps.  Anyway, I loves my iced coffee!

I don’t have cancer!  Yay!  I have a mole on my arm that’s always been misshapen and last Monday it was painful and itching. The redness and pain lasted all week but by the time I saw the dermatologist this Tuesday, the redness had turned darker around the mole and it was no longer painful.  He said it didn’t look suspicious but he’d keep an eye on it, and we both supposed I had bumped it and bruised it.  Don’t I feel stupid?!  The visit wasn’t a complete waste of time as I also got prescriptions for my adult acne.  Proactiv just isn’t cutting it.  So yay!

I feel a little weird mentioning anything about our infertility battle since that’s a very personal thing, but we are finally taking some action, getting tests done and seeing specialists, and while we do have a problem, I suspected it would be much worse.  There is hope for us but it’s looking to be a long road.  Some day, I will be a mom!

My bitty sweetheart is finally losing some weight!!  She was on Temaril-P for her summertime allergies that make her itch so bad, but when I found out it was likely to blame for her constant hunger and thirst, I took her off of it right away, hoping we could manage the allergies without medication.  We have now turned into her full-time butt scratchers to keep her from itching herself to the point of bleeding, but it’s working.  She only has a few minor scabs from licking, and she has lost like 10 pounds in the last month because her old summer appetite, the one that refuses treats and only eats half the food recommended (as opposed to twice the food recommended, which is what she was eating while on the meds), has finally returned.  I’m so thankful!  Excess weight is so hard on a pet and can shorten their lives.  Jessie is our baby and we want to keep her around as long as possible.

What are you thankful for today?

 

 

Thankful Thursday #78: kiddos

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I don’t have any kiddos of my own, unless you count Jessie (OK, I totally count her, she’s my baby!) but I am thankful for children.  Sure, they can be irritating and disgusting and annoying, particularly when they aren’t your own (I think if they’re your own, you probably see past all that and only see their beauty, inside and out, right?), but they are also innocent and joyful creatures and they can bring so much joy to those around them.  There is only one kiddo that’s in my life on a regular basis, my 6-year-old nephew, Owen, and he is a breath of fresh air in my sometimes stale adult world.

I love the blunt questions Owen asks without any sense that it might be considered rude to ask.  He’s too innocent to realize asking everything that he is wondering might not be OK.  Which makes it OK.  There are only two ages when it’s OK to say anything and everything you think of–either when you’re very young, or very old.

“Why is Jessie SO FAT?!”  “Why is your house so small?”  “Why don’t you have any kids?”

I’m the worst person to answer children’s questions because I answer them as an adult.  I really have no concept of how to kid-ify and answer so they can understand on their level.  We’ve ended up discussing things like how Elvis overdosed and died on the toilet.  Don’t ask me how–the kid has so many questions and my answers lead to more questions and before you know it, there I am telling him about Elvis, someone he’s never even heard of, dying on a toilet because he overdosed on drugs, which he also has no concept of.  (What is wrong with me?!)  I really hope he never asks me how babies are made because I’ll surely traumatize him with diagrams, etc. lol

5-24-08 My nephew Owen gets a pre-party scrubbing in the sink--hes almost 3 and nearly too big for the sink now!    Veronica

I also love the theoretical questions he asks…constantly.  “What if the world was made of rubber?”  “What if bugs were the size of a house?”  “What if Jessie kept eating and never stopped?”

That last one might have been influenced by my answer to “Why is Jessie SO FAT?!” (Because she’s always hungry.)

FYI, Jessie was on Temaril-P, an allergy medication that increased her thirst and hunger so much and made her gain so much weight that I finally took her off of it and although she’s itching like crazy, she has already lost a lot of weight.

Owen is bashful. in My Photos by Veronica Miller

And then there’s just the hilarious questions.  After he learned about Noah’s ark and that it was a long time ago, he asked, “Was my mom on the ark?” LOL!  I’m sure she’d be flattered he thought her that old. :)

I also love the refreshing interludes I have with friends’ kiddos, like my friend, Jaci’s, brood of four, and the kiddos at church that I have taught in Bible class on and off.  I love pasting the artwork of all the kiddos I know on my fridge, which therefore looks like a pack of crayola products attacked it.  I love it.

What children do you have in your life that you are thankful for…and why?

 

Meet CW

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CW is my Mom (yes, that totally hot babe above), whose real name is Shelley Ann, though everyone calls her Ann because she hates her first name.  How she came to be called CW is a long story that starts in a land far, far away.

OK, not really.  It’s a short story.  I guess if you’re still reading, you’d maybe like to hear it.

So my Dad used to call his Mom “Crazed.”  He seems to like dubbing the women he loves with these questionable terms of endearment because when Crazed passed away, his own wife inherited the title.  Over time, she became Crazed Woman and eventually, CW for short.

Mom calls him Crazy Man in return.  Despite these signs of marital dysfunction, they really do love each other, even if you do find threats on Crazy Man’s life from CW in the refrigerator from time to time…

Love how she signed it.  Since there are so many people that would write a note like this, especially considering they live alone.

Anyway, I don’t have much to tell you about CW except that she’s my crazy Mom and I love her warts and all, but I needed to introduce you to her because I’m going to be sharing a recipe with “CW” in the title soon, and it was better to make a whole separate post with her introduction and explanation of her nickname rather than bog down the recipe with it.

I guess I don’t talk about Mom a lot on my blog because, honestly, she causes me a lot of grief, and I don’t want to use my blog as an outlet to complain or bash any one I love.  She was and is a great Mom despite her issues and I thank God for her.  Because of her, I studied hard and got good grades in school because she cared.  She taught me right from wrong and introduced me to God, starting me on my path to becoming a Christian, and that is the most biggest, best, and important gift any one can give someone.  I’m so thankful for my mother.

Mom has battled mental illness since she was a teen.  I never realized she was different, I just thought she was mean and that she had what Dad called “nervous breakdowns” in the summer.  She could not handle it when I left home and as my sisters left home in the years after me, she had the worst period of her life when she was living in a complete nightmare fantasy that she had created in her head that involved a past she never lived.  To give you a small idea of what she was like during that time, she used to try to peel off my mask (i.e. my face) when I would visit, to see if I was her daughter or an imposter.

It took a long, long time, but Mom finally came back to reality.  Now she is different from when she was raising us, her hard edges have softened, at least where we’re concerned, and she is positive and supportive and in general, a lot more light-hearted.  She still lives up to her nickname, but in a way that makes it OK to make light of it because it’s not very serious.

Mom has only been treated for mental illness once in her life and likely will never be treated again unless she becomes dangerous to herself or others.  She was institutionalized for three months as a teen and was raped while under heavy drug therapy and she refuses to return to a mental health practitioner.  When Dad was in the hospital after his stroke, I could barely get her to come to see him, she was so scared to enter the hospital, and I had to hold her hand the whole way. But just like she pulled through for me when I was hospitalized, she pulled through for her Crazy Man too.

I don’t push the matter of her seeking help since Dad is also against it, and especially now that she seems to finally found a moderate amount of equilibrium.  Sometimes it gets pretty rocky, but for the most part, Mom does fairly well and we have learned to live with her the way she is.  She’s actually quite normal on the surface, and you’d never guess she had a problem if you met her.  It takes a while before you start to suspect there might be a little more crazy to her than the evil ring in her laughter. LOL!

So this is my Mom, CW.  I shared a lot more than I planned to but the words kind of tumbled out of my fingertips. Now you finally know my Mom and soon, I’ll be sharing a recipe from her.  Don’t worry, it’s not poisonous! lol  In the mean time, here are some more pictures I dug up while searching for them for this blog.  I really didn’t think I would find very many and was glad I’d collected more than I thought.

FYI, all the photos on this post will have titles pop up if you hover your mouse over them.

And I just couldn’t resist ending with this photo of my Mom with her parents…

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When they came to visit that summer, Grandpa (the one who gave me the bike) totally confiscated my hot pink sun hat that I had just bought for the beach, claiming to love how the wide brim kept the sun off of him.  I hadn’t even had the chance to wear it yet, but he managed to talk me into letting him keep it and he took it back to Joplin with him.  I’m telling you, he wore that hat all over Wichita while he was here, flitting in and out of health food stores, and the man runs everywhere so he was quite the spectacle. Maybe craziness runs in the family?  You be the judge. ;)

Thankful Thursdays #77: summah!

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Every summer, I become a broken record: “It’s soooo hot,” I moan.  Me and the heat-we don’t really get along.  Especially since I love baking, and summer heat makes it very uncomfortable to turn on the oven.  I really hate sweating.  Which may explain why I don’t exercise very much. ;)

But lately I’ve been thinking about all the great things about summer and it’s actually really changed my attitude a lot.  I’m still miserably hot, but at least I’m having a great time while sweating my butt off!

Why I’m thankful for summer:

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Summer is when our crops are grown and harvested and without summer, we’d all starve to death!  Thank you God, for giving us summer, which is the perfect climate for producing delicious corn, berries, wheat for our bread, gorgeous tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, and the enormous cornucopia of colorful delicious vegetables and fruits.

Which brings me to…

The farmer’s market! I rejoice every summer when it opens up for the season.

I enjoy the vibrant, happy colors of bountiful green on the earth and blue of the sky.  Every season owns a unique beauty and summer is no exception.  God is the ultimate artist.

Babies!  Baby bunnies, ducklings, and goslings are everywhere in early summer and they are just so cute you have to stop in your tracks when you spot one to “oooh and awwww” for a while.  Unfortunately, I missed any photos of them when they were really small and only caught them once they were already half-grown, but they’re still pretty cute. :)

Ever since I was a baby, I’ve spent my summers swimming in lakes and pools and I continue to enjoy it as an adult.  One of the most delicious feelings is soaking up the shimmering hot heat of the sun and then running into water that is hot at the edge and gets cooler and cooler the deeper you go.  Swimming is my favorite exercise, next to biking, and there’s no other time of year I can do it since I don’t have access to an indoor pool.  It is also one of the best exercises since it is low-impact and a whole-body exercise, so I’m thankful for summer for helping me get more active by enjoying one of my favorite things.

Summer time means extra time with the nephew, which is always a reason to be thankful.

Danielle’s eyes were closed and she asked if I could Photoshop her eyes open. Aren’t you jealous of my Photoshopping skillz? And aren’t you glad you’re not my sister? lol

The Wichita River Festival, where there are myriad outdoor activities to enjoy like paddle boating, kayaking, outdoor concerts, miniature golf, an ice cream social…

Last year Dennis went overboard in his kayak and he had to be rescued out of the river.  Not that I was thankful for that, but it was a pretty good laugh. ;)

Picnics and barbecues!  It may be hotter than Hades, but that’s OK when there’s good company and good food to enjoy.

What do you love about summer?