Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
All Settled In
It seems as though months have passed since I took the time to sit and write. The first weeks after my husband got home seem to be precious and worthy of uninterrupted evenings and weekend afternoons. Though I will admit that I have missed my quiet moments in front of the glowing screen to reflect on and think about and record the happenings. Suffice it to say that I am very happy and am eager to welcome spring and summer after such a long and cold winter. We are planning a number of excursions in the coming months and hope to enjoy all the North Country has to offer. To all my diligent fans, keep me accountable... I plan to blog at least once a week. Until next time, enjoy the little things.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Love and Support
All we really need is love and support... always.
Families are a tough nut to crack - on the one hand, if you are too delicate then no progress is made, while, on the other hand, if you act rashly then you may shatter the shell and risk damage to the nut. Somewhere in the in-between is a lovely balance where nuts are perfect and families thrive.
So much is lost when we don't take the time to communicate genuinely with one another. Feelings are disregarded, tempers flare, no one is truly satisfied, and, worst of all, the family is left ruptured and torn, beaten down and defeated. This weakened shadow attempts to limp on yet it is only a matter of time before it collapses and is left heartbroken. To accept defeat seems the only viable option and the decision rests on heavy hearts, unwilling to give up but too tired to carry on. It is impossible to imagine that anyone would wish this devastating conclusion upon a family, but sadly it happens all too often. One can only hope that the slightest glimpse of hope persists to tugs at the heartstrings - a willingness to mend the downtrodden and lonesome family.
It isn't fair or appropriate to pass judgment on family. Family is a dynamic, living component of our lives - just damn complicated. Yet, even as complicated as family may be a little love and support always goes a long way. Just a thought.
Families are a tough nut to crack - on the one hand, if you are too delicate then no progress is made, while, on the other hand, if you act rashly then you may shatter the shell and risk damage to the nut. Somewhere in the in-between is a lovely balance where nuts are perfect and families thrive.
So much is lost when we don't take the time to communicate genuinely with one another. Feelings are disregarded, tempers flare, no one is truly satisfied, and, worst of all, the family is left ruptured and torn, beaten down and defeated. This weakened shadow attempts to limp on yet it is only a matter of time before it collapses and is left heartbroken. To accept defeat seems the only viable option and the decision rests on heavy hearts, unwilling to give up but too tired to carry on. It is impossible to imagine that anyone would wish this devastating conclusion upon a family, but sadly it happens all too often. One can only hope that the slightest glimpse of hope persists to tugs at the heartstrings - a willingness to mend the downtrodden and lonesome family.
It isn't fair or appropriate to pass judgment on family. Family is a dynamic, living component of our lives - just damn complicated. Yet, even as complicated as family may be a little love and support always goes a long way. Just a thought.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Adventures in Twindom
My twin sister and I compiled this list our adventures during her visit in late February. What may seem lame or bizarre to others is only natural in the adventures of twindom.
Sushi with a fellow milspouse.
Puppy wake-up calls.
We cleaned like whoa.
Homemade cookies with a mug of milk.
We ate dinner with a drooling canine audience; I guess he is a big fan of pork chops.
My sister experienced a flash micro blizzard... only 10 inches in one morning.
Blueberry pancakes.
Assaulted by a snow plow... get it... we thought it was laugh out loud, hilarious.
Keys to the Miller Museum of Geology at Kingston.
Sushi with a fellow milspouse.
Puppy wake-up calls.
We cleaned like whoa.
Homemade cookies with a mug of milk.
We ate dinner with a drooling canine audience; I guess he is a big fan of pork chops.
My sister experienced a flash micro blizzard... only 10 inches in one morning.
Blueberry pancakes.
Assaulted by a snow plow... get it... we thought it was laugh out loud, hilarious.
Keys to the Miller Museum of Geology at Kingston.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Operation Thanksgiving 2010
Thanksgiving was a blast!
We had a full house. My husband's family and my mom and sister joined us at our new home for the holiday. I would be lying if I said the experience was void of stress and was full of only happy, gleeful moments but rest assured that we enjoyed our first holiday as husband and wife. Our townhouse neatly accommodated all our guests for each meal and much enjoyed family time. Our puppy was sick for the duration but was in bright spirits nonetheless - I didn't raise him to be a party pooper. I needed all hands on deck for this one. After all, this was my first attempt at cooking all things Thanksgiving. True story.
I am proud to report that the food was edible and my husband actually noted that my sausage dressing was "delicious". The turkey was moist and flavorful; the mashed potatoes were loaded; the green bean casserole was classic. And completely on purpose, but absolutely by luck, all the food was ready at the same time. No joke. I couldn't have planned it better if I had tried. Even my family-in-law was impressed. It was a good meal. We laughed, ate, and enjoyed each other's company - and isn't that what it is really all about?
Our first Thanksgiving as husband and wife was a success. Everyone survived. Leftovers were scrumptious. Our house is still standing. My husband, my puppy, and myself - we are all happy. Mission Accomplished.
We had a full house. My husband's family and my mom and sister joined us at our new home for the holiday. I would be lying if I said the experience was void of stress and was full of only happy, gleeful moments but rest assured that we enjoyed our first holiday as husband and wife. Our townhouse neatly accommodated all our guests for each meal and much enjoyed family time. Our puppy was sick for the duration but was in bright spirits nonetheless - I didn't raise him to be a party pooper. I needed all hands on deck for this one. After all, this was my first attempt at cooking all things Thanksgiving. True story.
I am proud to report that the food was edible and my husband actually noted that my sausage dressing was "delicious". The turkey was moist and flavorful; the mashed potatoes were loaded; the green bean casserole was classic. And completely on purpose, but absolutely by luck, all the food was ready at the same time. No joke. I couldn't have planned it better if I had tried. Even my family-in-law was impressed. It was a good meal. We laughed, ate, and enjoyed each other's company - and isn't that what it is really all about?
Our first Thanksgiving as husband and wife was a success. Everyone survived. Leftovers were scrumptious. Our house is still standing. My husband, my puppy, and myself - we are all happy. Mission Accomplished.
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