Thursday, December 13, 2007

SOS 2007 Christmas Gathering

Merry Christmas to all. I hope you are having a great season. We had our little SOS Christmas Gathering on the 8th of December. Of course there was too much food and lots of laughter, tears, and joy. It is always fun when we can get together and just have a day of laughter, but it's also nice to just have a day away from the world of chaos we are dealing with around this time of year.

So, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year...may your future be bright, your past hold great memories, and remember to live in today. The future is unknown, the past is done, and today is all we have, so live today as if it were your last.

Find Love; keep it in your heart and by your side.

Find the time to enjoy the little moment of everyday.

Life is too short, so live it as kindly and with as much purpose.

Give respect and expect respect in return.

Never dwell in the past, but learn from it.

Hold on to your childish endeavors, as that is what truly keeps you young.

Give because you can!

It might be raining today, but eventually the sun will have to come and dry the tears away.

Find forgiveness in yourself and give it to others.

Show gratitude.

Have a sense of fun and wonder all your life.

Tell the truth.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a Goodnight!

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Write A Sentence Campaign is a chance to be apart of a movement to help in some small way. Please go and check it out. Post your sentence from the prior one posted. If you have any questions or need help, let me know. I made my post, but have yet to see it.

I hope you will all do this and I will try to follow to see if this comes to pass. This is a great way to help others.

Pass the work or link in this case.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Linda Boughner lost her battle to fight on November 7th, 2007. She was 57 years old. We will miss her and know that she is in the hands of God and her Father now. May she finally find peace and know love.

A poem read at her Memorial Service, held at Michigan Memorial Cemetery, by Elaine. We held a small service for Family and Friends, by tossing Yellow Rose Petals (Linda's favorite flower/and as her body and soul released to the wind) under the Pine tree by her father's grave, as she wished.

I Am With You Always; To Those I Love and To Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many years.

I gave you my love,
you can only guess,
how much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it's time I traveled on alone.

So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for awhile that we must part,
so bless the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near.
And if you listen with your hear,
You'll hear all of my love
around you soft and clear.

And then, when you come
this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile
and 'welcome home.'

(author unknown)

Love Betty, Bill, Elaine, Katie, and Billy.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Monster Halloween Party recreated by Elaine

It was Halloween night, and Bailey the Mad Scientist had a mission for his assistant, Cole. "Find the Mummy King, the Werewolf, and the Vampire," he said. "Give them these invitations and bring them back here. They'll be part of my maddest, most brilliant creation ever! Wa-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

So Assistant Cole hurried off to the Mummy King's tomb. "Hello? Mummy King?" called Cole. "I just came to give you this invitation." But the Mummy King was afraid of Assistant Cole! He was hiding...somewhere in the tomb.

The Mummy King read the invitation and agreed to come back to the lab. "Now we need to find the Werewolf," Assistant Cole explained.

"Werewolf?!" the Mummy King cried. "Yikes!"

But the Werewolf was just as afraid of the Mummy King as he was of him. He was hiding in his favorite hiding place!

Assistant Cole convinced the Werewolf that there was no reason to be afraid and gave him the invitation. Then they all headed to the Vampire's castle. "Ahhh, monsters!" the Vampire shrieked when he saw them. Then, quick as a wink, he turned into a bat! The Mummy King and the Werewolf were so scared that they ran around looking for somewhere to hide.

Cole gave the Vampire the last invitation, and at last they all headed back to Bailey the Mad Scientist's mansion. But when they got there, everything was so spooky. Where was Bailey the Mad Scientist?

"Wa-ha-ha-ha-haaaa!" Bailey the Mad Scientist cackled. "Welcome to my party!" "A surprise Halloween party?" exclaimed Assistant Cole. "What a brilliant creation! Let's dance!" said Kyra, sister of Assistant Cole. Let's dance like Nana and I do to the Ellen DeGeneres show. And so everyone danced the Mummy Mambo, the Werewolf Boogie, and the Vampire Twist.

Thursday, October 11, 2007


by Edgar Allan Poe

TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.

It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.

Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded --with what caution --with what foresight --with what dissimulation I went to work! I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. Oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly --very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man's sleep. It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed. Ha! would a madman have been so wise as this, And then, when my head was well in the room, I undid the lantern cautiously-oh, so cautiously --cautiously (for the hinges creaked) --I undid it just so much that a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye. And this I did for seven long nights --every night just at midnight --but I found the eye always closed; and so it was impossible to do the work; for it was not the old man who vexed me, but his Evil Eye. And every morning, when the day broke, I went boldly into the chamber, and spoke courageously to him, calling him by name in a hearty tone, and inquiring how he has passed the night. So you see he would have been a very profound old man, indeed, to suspect that every night, just at twelve, I looked in upon him while he slept.

Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door. A watch's minute hand moves more quickly than did mine. Never before that night had I felt the extent of my own powers --of my sagacity. I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph. To think that there I was, opening the door, little by little, and he not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts. I fairly chuckled at the idea; and perhaps he heard me; for he moved on the bed suddenly, as if startled. Now you may think that I drew back --but no. His room was as black as pitch with the thick darkness, (for the shutters were close fastened, through fear of robbers,) and so I knew that he could not see the opening of the door, and I kept pushing it on steadily, steadily.

I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern, when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in bed, crying out --"Who's there?"

I kept quite still and said nothing. For a whole hour I did not move a muscle, and in the meantime I did not hear him lie down. He was still sitting up in the bed listening; --just as I have done, night after night, hearkening to the death watches in the wall.

Presently I heard a slight groan, and I knew it was the groan of mortal terror. It was not a groan of pain or of grief --oh, no! --it was the low stifled sound that arises from the bottom of the soul when overcharged with awe. I knew the sound well. Many a night, just at midnight, when all the world slept, it has welled up from my own bosom, deepening, with its dreadful echo, the terrors that distracted me. I say I knew it well. I knew what the old man felt, and pitied him, although I chuckled at heart. I knew that he had been lying awake ever since the first slight noise, when he had turned in the bed. His fears had been ever since growing upon him. He had been trying to fancy them causeless, but could not. He had been saying to himself --"It is nothing but the wind in the chimney --it is only a mouse crossing the floor," or "It is merely a cricket which has made a single chirp." Yes, he had been trying to comfort himself with these suppositions: but he had found all in vain. All in vain; because Death, in approaching him had stalked with his black shadow before him, and enveloped the victim. And it was the mournful influence of the unperceived shadow that caused him to feel --although he neither saw nor heard --to feel the presence of my head within the room.

When I had waited a long time, very patiently, without hearing him lie down, I resolved to open a little --a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it --you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily --until, at length a simple dim ray, like the thread of the spider, shot from out the crevice and fell full upon the vulture eye.

It was open --wide, wide open --and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness --all a dull blue, with a hideous veil over it that chilled the very marrow in my bones; but I could see nothing else of the old man's face or person: for I had directed the ray as if by instinct, precisely upon the damned spot.

And have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over-acuteness of the sense? --now, I say, there came to my ears a low, dull, quick sound, such as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I knew that sound well, too. It was the beating of the old man's heart. It increased my fury, as the beating of a drum stimulates the soldier into courage.

But even yet I refrained and kept still. I scarcely breathed. I held the lantern motionless. I tried how steadily I could maintain the ray upon the eve. Meantime the hellish tattoo of the heart increased. It grew quicker and quicker, and louder and louder every instant. The old man's terror must have been extreme! It grew louder, I say, louder every moment! --do you mark me well I have told you that I am nervous: so I am. And now at the dead hour of the night, amid the dreadful silence of that old house, so strange a noise as this excited me to uncontrollable terror. Yet, for some minutes longer I refrained and stood still. But the beating grew louder, louder! I thought the heart must burst. And now a new anxiety seized me --the sound would be heard by a neighbour! The old man's hour had come! With a loud yell, I threw open the lantern and leaped into the room. He shrieked once --once only. In an instant I dragged him to the floor, and pulled the heavy bed over him. I then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done. But, for many minutes, the heart beat on with a muffled sound. This, however, did not vex me; it would not be heard through the wall. At length it ceased. The old man was dead. I removed the bed and examined the corpse. Yes, he was stone, stone dead. I placed my hand upon the heart and held it there many minutes. There was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eve would trouble me no more.

If still you think me mad, you will think so no longer when I describe the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. The night waned, and I worked hastily, but in silence. First of all I dismembered the corpse. I cut off the head and the arms and the legs.

I then took up three planks from the flooring of the chamber, and deposited all between the scantlings. I then replaced the boards so cleverly, so cunningly, that no human eye --not even his --could have detected any thing wrong. There was nothing to wash out --no stain of any kind --no blood-spot whatever. I had been too wary for that. A tub had caught all --ha! ha!

When I had made an end of these labors, it was four o'clock --still dark as midnight. As the bell sounded the hour, there came a knocking at the street door. I went down to open it with a light heart, --for what had I now to fear? There entered three men, who introduced themselves, with perfect suavity, as officers of the police. A shriek had been heard by a neighbour during the night; suspicion of foul play had been aroused; information had been lodged at the police office, and they (the officers) had been deputed to search the premises.

I smiled, --for what had I to fear? I bade the gentlemen welcome. The shriek, I said, was my own in a dream. The old man, I mentioned, was absent in the country. I took my visitors all over the house. I bade them search --search well. I led them, at length, to his chamber. I showed them his treasures, secure, undisturbed. In the enthusiasm of my confidence, I brought chairs into the room, and desired them here to rest from their fatigues, while I myself, in the wild audacity of my perfect triumph, placed my own seat upon the very spot beneath which reposed the corpse of the victim.

The officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things. But, ere long, I felt myself getting pale and wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears: but still they sat and still chatted. The ringing became more distinct: --It continued and became more distinct: I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: but it continued and gained definiteness --until, at length, I found that the noise was not within my ears.

No doubt I now grew very pale; --but I talked more fluently, and with a heightened voice. Yet the sound increased --and what could I do? It was a low, dull, quick sound --much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath --and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly --more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased. I arose and argued about trifles, in a high key and with violent gesticulations; but the noise steadily increased. Why would they not be gone? I paced the floor to and fro with heavy strides, as if excited to fury by the observations of the men --but the noise steadily increased. Oh God! what could I do? I foamed --I raved --I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder --louder --louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God! --no, no! They heard! --they suspected! --they knew! --they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now --again! --hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!

"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!"


Fall Poem for the Ya Ya's October 2007

Bunny loves fall because she does it so often,
Katie has head colds, with sneezing and coughin',
Elaine starts to bake bread, usually with pumpkin,
Jessica begins her Target holiday shoppin',
Sandy lives with people that are constantly fartin',
Tina thinks she's funny but the others think she's rotten.

Friday, October 5, 2007

Hands Down

Well, I am not very good at scary stories at all, but I came across this recipe, and I thought it was neat, so this is what I am sharing for my assignment:

Spooky Gloved Munch Mix

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Prep Time: 10 min
Total Time: 10 min
Makes: 10, 1 filled hand each

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6 cups POST ALPHA-BITS Wholesome Sweetened Oat & Corn Cereal
4 cups popped popcorn
2 cups JET-PUFFED Miniature Marshmallows
1 cup dried mixed fruit
1 cup candy-coated chocolate pieces
100 candy corn pieces (about 1 cup)
10 clear large plastic food handlers' gloves
10 pieces raffia, each about 8 inches long

TOSS cereal with popcorn, marshmallows, dried fruit and chocolate candies in large bowl or toy witch's cauldron.
PLACE 1-1/4 cups of the snack mix in each of 10 small plastic bags. Give one to each child along with 10 pieces of candy corn, a plastic glove and piece of raffia. Have each child place 2 pieces of candy corn, with the white tips down, in each thumb and finger section of the plastic glove to resemble fingernails.
FILL gloves evenly with snack mix; tie closed with raffia.


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Prepare as directed, using POST HONEYCOMB Sweetened Corn and Oat Cereal or POST SPOON SIZE Shredded Wheat Cereal.

Tina's 2007 Halloweenie Story: Do Not Cry Wolf!

Camping at the UP State Parks is usually safe during the day but at night is another story. This is a true story. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. For simplicity sake, I’ll just use the names Tina, Sandy, Elaine, Bunny, Katie, and Jessica.

On a cool fall evening, the smoke of their campfire drifted up into the fully moonlit night, making contorted figures in the sky. They were all tired from the active day.

Their morning started out with an 8-mile hike, through the forest. After lunch, they rode their bikes 4 miles to the lake. While resting in the sun, (except for Tina because she recently had a basal cell removed-so she sat in the shade of an old Oak tree, with a yellow ribbon tied around it), the girls chatted about important matters like food, recipes, how many calories in Dale & Thomas’ popcorn, grocery shopping, and what would be for dinner.

A trip into town was needed for the new grocery list they hungered for. The girls piled into Jessica’s Pilemhigh SUV, which can seat 29 people, with plenty of room for grocery cargo. Elaine called shotgun, (she likes to read maps and give directions), and they headed into the little teeny tiny town of Wisenheimer, really-it’s true.

When they arrived at the teeny tiny little town’s General Store; Bunny tripped walking in and knocked over the display of fresh fruit. Katie and Tina just snickered and helped her pick up the bruised ‘barberry’ apples (Katie favorite). While Sandy flirted with the storeowner to smooth Bunny’s blunder over, Jessica noticed an odd-looking store clerk named Eddie. He was gnarled, hunched back, with a friendly snaggle tooth smile that warmed her heart. He had a kind look in his eye, yes, his one eye. Unfortunately, Jessica brought him to Elaine’s attention. From behind the fuzzy sock and slipper display, Elaine began to imitate him. Sandy, watching like a hawk, tried but failed to warn Elaine that the store clerk had turned and seen her. Needless to say but I will for the sake of this true story, one could only imagine that he would vow revenge. Da-da-DA!!!!!

With their appetites satisfied from Elaine’s deliciously prepared dinner (okay, now you know this is a tale), they curled up next to the campfire. Eventually, the laughter turned to quiet giggling, and one by one they drifted off to sleep……until…..the howling began. Elaine nudged Sandy, Sandy nudged Jessica, Jessica nudged Tina, Tina nudged Katie, Katie nudged Bunny, Katie nudged Bunny, Katie poked Bunny, and finally Sandy got up and kicked her chair. They all sat there, wide eyed, with hearts pounding…….listening to the howling which seemed to be getting closer and closer. What would they do if approached by wolves? They hadn’t brought any protection to ward off the prowling night creatures.

What was THAT? Their heads snapped around. Elaine pulled her blanket to where only her eyes were peeking over. In the opposite direction of the howling, they heard the brush rustling, branches snapping….then silence. Jessica stood up and grabbed the grilling fork. Sandy reached for the steak knife, neatly left on her plate. Tina grabbed the charcoal fluid and lighter. Katie nudged Bunny. Katie then realized that Bunny was her weapon of protection because if she had to run away and Bunny didn’t know to run……Katie stopped nudging Bunny.

Suddenly, two wolves leaped out of the darkness and stood drooling and growling. As the thoughts of preparing for fight or flight loomed in their head’s…….BOOM-----BOOM! Out of the woods came the shotgun blasts. Frozen in fear, not understanding what was happening right in front of their eyes, came the sound of footsteps from behind.

Sandy could see the silhouette of something but what? It was gnarled and hunched back. It was EDDIE! Eddie saved them! But why was he there? Why was he out in the woods at night… their campsite? Did he have something else in store for them?

When the girls realized what had just happened, seeing the bloody wolf carcasses, they became loud and hysterical. Sandy calmed Tina. Jessica calmed Elaine. Katie nudged Bunny. Katie nudged Bunny. Katie finally said screw it and pulled her blanket up for her.

Sandy and Jessica circled Eddie, forgetting about the shotgun in his hand. He told his story about how Elaine made him feel when he saw her. Everyone gulped…….as he continued about…… she warmed his heart with her smile. How he saw the look in her eyes of how much she appreciated the way he color coordinated the fuzzy socks and slippers aisle. What they all started to realize is that Eddie never saw Elaine making fun of him! His one eyed vision saved Elaine from what could have been a terrible misfortune.

Eddie explained he had heard one of the girl’s conversations earlier, about this being their first time to this campsite. Eddie feared that they didn’t realize the dangers that lurked at nightfall. He felt an urgency to head for their campsite and protect them. When he neared the campsite, he heard the howling and new the wolves were near. He prepared, in wait, for the approaching-howling creatures, hoping to be able to have a clear shot……and he did.

So, little gnarled, hunched back, snaggle toothed Eddie was our hero. Elaine and Eddie got married. They bought a crooked little pumpkin patch farm; raised 3 crooked little children, and lived happily ever after. The end. Oh, and Bunny went to a Sleep Disorder Treatment Center, got treated, married her doctor, and took us all on a trip to Hawaii! Now, the end.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Lost and Found; Vacation, Fall, and other Stuff

Hello Ya-Ya's

It's been a while and I'm never sure if you girls are going to the blog? Please feel free to add to the blog, as it's a place we can all contribute to and it would be nice to see others participate.

Don't forget to go to the blog so you can see the pictures that have been added and if you forgot where to go: To add your own, you need to sign in! Hint, if you haven't started this already you should be keeping a small notebook by your computer with all your sign up you can remember passwords, etc. Hint Hint Wink Wink

As you can see, I had a great time on my vacation. I loved going to the pow wow, canoeing, up to the Mohican Castle and especially the Halloween Weekend at Cedar Point which was great because of the Walk Through Haunted Houses. I wasn't able to take my camera, for fear it would break, but they have the entire park done up for the holiday and once it gets!! Well worth the cost of the tickets for entry.

I'm not really into the rides as much, but we did do a few and it brought back lots of memories, even if I can't take all the whip lashing that the rides give out now, it was still fun to go on them and feel like a kid again. If you haven't been to Cedar Pointe lately, all the roller coasters are huge. The new dragster is 420 feet high and goes a whooping 120 mph...this is not one I attempted, but that was because the line was 4 hours long-and even then I'm putting a brave face on because you have to see it to believe it. If you're not really into the rides, this is a really good time to go for the Halloween season--if you like that sort of thing. I had the best night there, but was really tired afterwards.

My writing classes are great and I'm really enjoying my Journal Keeping class. I've started back on my journals that I put aside so long ago. I also learned that I was not alone in my journal keeping methods...which was to have tons of half written journals, tucked away somewhere, that never were finished out of fear that I had nothing to say. I even have journals that I purchased, for the look or feel of them at the time, and have yet to let the ink mar the pages. But now I feel I am opening up and spreading my wings. I'm allowing people into my writings where before I just kept them to a precious few people on things that I've written (and even that is very slim). Journal are still meant to be for oneself, reflects into getting to know yourself, and private, but it's amazing the thoughts and idea's it provokes and how you can use some of them for the outside world. I am very excited and I will share more as I progress.

Well what else? I went blueberry picking in Canada, which was great...have them frozen and ready to make blueberry pancakes, blueberry muffins, and... well anything that I like. I also went raspberry picking last weekend and I know that they are harder to pick than the blueberries (the raspberry bushes have thorns-note to self, bring gloves next time), but I'd do it again.

In the coming weeks I will be going to the cider mills for apple cider, donuts, and pumpkins. I'm so excited because I found 3 orchards that have the winesap and honey crisp apples and you know what the means...APPLE PIES!! Can't wait, but winesap apples are the last to be picked and I will have to wait for a few more weeks, but then look out. I don't think I will be stepping on the scale anytime soon. This is my favorite time of year; fall colors, cooler morning and nights, favorite holiday-Halloween, comfort foods I love to cook, horseback riding, hiking, fall color picture taking, and apple pies...MMmmmm What's not to like about the fall. I'm getting giddy just thinking about it.

Well I guess that's about it for right now, but I'd love to issue a challenge to all my Ya Ya's...For October I want to see at least one posting from you ladies and it has to do with something for Halloween!! So get your SPOOK-TACULAR mode on and get down to business.

If you would like to post, but need access (Helen, Sharon, Judy, and Lissa), let me know and I'll add you on.

I'll see you at the Monster Mash...

Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Last of the Summer Brightness

If you haven't been down the Southfield road yet, closer to the Ford Headquarters, to see the Sunflowers-take a ride.

It's one of the nicer things you will see on the sides of the road and it's really is a picture perfect moment. Whether you are going Northbound or Southbound you should be able to see them if you stay on the service drive. Southbound, between Rotunda and Oakwood or Northbound, between Michigan and Ford.

I hope everyone is enjoying the Indian summer we are having and pray that we continue to have this beautiful weather through September and October.

So get out there and explore your world--the world is your oyster!

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

September Dreams and Fall Scenes

Welcome to my favorite time of year-Fall. This is just the beginning of the beautiful artwork nature will be displaying to us all. I love the chance to bring out my fleece and sweater knits, seeing the brilliant colors everywhere, and the smell of apple pie baking in the oven. It's also holds my favorite holiday-Halloween. It's going to be a fabulous Fall season.

Thank you all for your contribution to the Newsletter and if you haven't seen it yet, know it will be delivered within a day or two. It was great to have work that everyone submitted. I know some of the assignments might have felt familiar, but that is where I ask you girls to step in and just throw a bone once in a while. If something you've been contemplating on for a bit, chances are others have, at one time or another, thought about it too. And if not, it gets our brains working and gives me more of OUR work to put into the Newsletter, because it is OUR newsletter. I would like to see if anyone will send me something for the Halloween Season Newsletter since the next Newsletter is for October. So take a moment, think on it, and send me your best.

I'm also employing you to get your cameras out and send me the photo's and stories. It can be about you, your family, the kids, tips for us girls to use, reviews, recipes, thoughts, poems, quotes, etc. All are welcome and encouraged!

I look forward to our Girls Game Night. Let's talk Food and Drinks--please email me with your poison and the remedy. Because it's coming up soon and we have yet to discuss this or our Holiday get together. Something for us to talk about on Game Night...what we want to do for the Holiday season. Gift Exchange? What day and time? etc.

Also-what about Euchre? Do we want to start this up again? What day would work for everyone? Do we have enough, with subs, to do this? Do we want to start it in October or November or January? Name your game ladies. Again this is just to have a night away from the husbands, boyfriends, kids, pets, plants? and have a little shindig with drinking and game?

I'll keep you posted with new and interesting news on the blog--since I want to post to this more than once a month and please feel free to post yourself. So, tell me (email me) with what would make you check out the blog at least once a month.

Have a wonderful September and make sure to get back to me regarding all my questions, thoughts, and shenanigans that I've bestowed upon you girls with this posting.

Live, Love, Laugh

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

18th Annual Crosby Family Reunion

The 18th Annual Family Reunion was a GREAT success. It was full of surprises and the fun never stopped. I have to say this was by far my favorite one. Just having Uncle Dale and Uncle Walt there, made it feel so much more important.

Uncle Dale came in the Wednesday before and it was so nice to have him stay with us. What a hoot he is. I learned so much more about my grandparents and the family that surrounded them. The stories that I heard and the memories of the past were so interesting and I can't wait to start reliving them in some of my writings.

Uncle Walt and Aunt Sharon were also a big surprise coming in. I think it was because of him and Uncle Dale that had so many of us took the walk this year and that is something I hope we keep doing every year. I had the best time taking all the photo's and capturing treasured moments-something I would like to do for each gathering.

Even though we didn't have as many people participate in the 50's theme this year, the one that did just went above and beyond the call of duty. Bunny, Bill, and Yvonne all dressed to the tee for the theme this year and the order of winners this year were Bunny 1st, Yvonne 2nd, and Bill 3rd-Congrats to them.

If you were not able to attend, know that you were missed and we hope that you can make it for the Christmas Party in December.

Love you all and until next time: Live Well, Love Much, and Laugh Often.

Thursday, August 9, 2007


Hello Chick-a-Dee's

Here's to the ladies that keep the Family Reunion going, year after year after year. Hopefully we can keep them out of trouble.

Everyone is gearing up for our 18th Annual Crosby Family Reunion. It will be fun and even better knowing we have (almost) everyone coming in for it.

Uncle Ronnie left yesterday (driving up from Florida) and Uncle Dale arrived yesterday afternoon from Texas (The ol' Okie from Muskogee). What a hoot he is and will be staying with Bunny and I until the 16th of August-so Bunny and I will need to be on our toes.

So hope everyone has their 50's beehives or slicked back manes ready--come for some food, fun, and laughter Saturday, Aug. 11, 2007.

Will be back with more pictures and happening from the day. See you all there!!

Monday, August 6, 2007

Eerie yet intriguing exhibit on the human body-A Must See

Experience what tens of thousands have seen with the extended run of the blockbuster exhibition Our Body: at the Detroit Science Center. Cost is $25 for Exhibition only or$28.00 with Imax show.

Our Body: The Universe Within is an eye-opening and educational exhibition comprised of 20 actual human bodies and 135 anatomical displays. It opened at the Detroit Science Center on Jan. 13, 2007 and is expanded to September 3rd run date for viewing.

Our Body: The Universe Within exposes the inner workings of human anatomy by presenting actual human specimens, anatomical displays, reproductions of historic anatomical artwork and much more. By presenting an artful, compelling and dignified environment, guests can connect with the human artifacts on a personal level that helps them to better understand their own bodies.

REVIEW by Kathryn: I found the exhibit intriguing, in a weird sort of way. I was amazed at our technology of preserving the human body as they did and how interesting and scary it was to view this in such a raw display.

If you get a chance, please take a weekend trip out to the Detroit Science Center, before Sept. 3rd, and view the exhibit. It's something you have to see with your own eyes. Not a gross factor, but one of interest and amazement of our human body.

The Imax Show afterwards was a little choppy, but is work seeing for some of the internal video of the human heart.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Happy Happy Birthday...To Sandy and Tina

It was a beautiful day, Sunday-July 31st, to celebrate Sandy and Tina's Birthdays. The lunches were great and the decorative bags were fun to make.

We spent 3 1/2 hours at Elizabeth Park just chatting and taking some pictures.

Can't wait for the Family Reunion and having Uncle Dale in for the Fun.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Horsin Around

Hey girls, sorry I missed lunch and birthday celebrations but as you can see I was out and about Horsin' Around this weekend. It was nice to get away for a couple of days. I liked hanging out with my aunt, going shopping, going to get ice cream, going to the -only bar in town-haha-for a burger! It's very beautiful there, not to mention all the time I got spend hanging out with the horses. There were 9 of them-2 Thouroughbred and the rest Quarter Horses I believe. All very nice and wish I could have brought them home with me, okay well not all of them, haha. I guess I will just have to get away more often to see them more and get Little Miss Kyra riding! Up North is so nice and peaceful, I wish we could all have a second home there. Wouldn' t that be fun???? Maybe we could open up another bar, give the people some variety! hahaha
Alrighty, gotta go now-Keep on Bloggin Bloggers!!!!

Friday, July 27, 2007

I Can Do It

Well here I go. Not sure what to do in the short instructions I had from KeKe. I'm working on my bag and it's half done. I will bring something to clean the table off for us to eat on at the park. I do want to say Happy Birthday to my sister Sandy and Tina and many, many more. I love you all so much. Here come the test "did I pass" I'm sending this out cross your fingers.

Welcome Aboard MOM...

Holy Cow she made it...I walked my mother through the process and she is on board...let's see if she can post. love ya...

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Mystery Lunch Sunday July 29th

Happy Birthday Leo's!

Are the brown paper bags decorated and filled with goodies yet? I hope not! No green, fuzzy sandwiches for me. Let me say that I at least have my bag and will be decorating this weekend. I have part of my menu planned.

Let's meet at Bunny's at be ready to leave by 12:30, for Elizabeth Park. We'll try to get a table by the water side. Oh...Bugsy, will you make the sweet tea since you impressed your buddy Al so much you must be the best. Phew, got out of that one. I have a med size cooler that I can bring, too. We will number the bags then draw a number. We can't get our own. If we want to trade something~hells bells-go for the highest bidder!

I miss you guys and am really looking forward to spending this time with you. Oh-please, no material gifts to any birthday people.....your company is our gift.

Luck of the Irish

Okay, Ya's Ya''s Murder Mystery Dinner Party Time! I will share more details as they develop but the theme has been decided. Here is the Overview: The King of the Leprechauns has had his pot of gold stolen. Who was the devious thief? Was it one of the little people or one of the local Irish lads or lasses? Or was it Laoghaire - the High King? Saint Patrick himself is here to investigate. There are 10 characters. 5 men 5 women. There are a couple of Leprechauns, King, Queen, and others. I think this will be hilarious to see us dress up with this green Irish theme. My first target date was this fall but......maybe we should do it closer to St Patty's day, break up the winter like we usually do. I would like to extend the invite to: Mom, Elaine, Bunny, Katie, Jessica, Kathy, Frannie, Carol, Tina...and Sharon or my friend Mary. I'll need some subs just incase someone can't make it. Are you Ya's Ya's game???

Another Angel for Kathy

Carol told me last night that someone from here work donated one month's board for Kathy's horse. This lady, who insists on remaining anonymous, heard Carol talking about Kathy's situation. She offered to pay the board if she could remain anonymous. How selfless is she? Carol hasn't told Kathy yet but I will update you with her reaction. This is more proof that out of every bad situation good always does, you just have to open your eyes and see it.

Thank you Ms. Anonymous Angel! Another one for Kathy's cause.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Life is Good

Well Hello There Chickadees, sorry it has taken so long for me to climb aboard, but if you notice the picture to your left, by the time I get home from work and those two are done with me I can barely keep my eyes open let alone get on the computer! haha
Let me just say I think this is a cool idea and I hope we stay on top of it better than I did with my own, maybe this will get me going again on mine!! It's fun to be able to just go somewhere and let it all out to other people like yourself.
Its been a good summer, LIFE IS GOOD, and its been a long time since I've said that and I believe I am going to make it my little saying at the end of my emails, since that seems to be the new thing to do! haha Just hanging out our new house with my beautiful family, love my new position at work and enjoying my new gas hog, I mean car. Just need to start bothering the Grandma's a little more so Mommy and Daddy can go out to a movie or something! haha But hence the picture above again I am usually too tired for such fun! hahaha
Alright, well I am signing off and going to bed. Just wanted to make sure I made it in here tonight! Take care:)

Life is Good**

2007 Goals

At the end of last year I asked everyone to write down their goals for 2007, put them in an envelope, and Bunny was gonna hold them till our Girls Christmas gathering. I haven't thought much about them, but just this past week or so I was really thinking about this blogging site and our newsletter and it popped in my head about our goals. I asked Bunny and she found them in her room--just her and Tina's (mine were on my computer).

So...(Tina's favorite saying) knowing we didn't have every one's, we decided to open ours and read them...and it turns out Bunny had the majority of hers happen. Tina and I were just duds!! But it made me think about this some more.

AGAIN...SO....I want everyone to think about this and come November (which isn't that far away) I will be asking for them again...and I expect everyone to do this.

I think we should think about our Christmas Gathering (yes I said it and Tina will be so proud...CHRISTMAS) and exchanging gifts, handing in our sealed goals for 2008, and what/where we will have it this year. Jess--I know you are just dying for us to come to the house. hahaha

So I hope you all will begin to think about this and start making the plans to do better for next year.

Live Well, Love Much, Laugh Often....onward my chick-a-dees

Monday, July 23, 2007

C'mon All Aboard

Welcome Spirit (Tina)-

It's nice to see you on board. I just put a picture next to your posting (you can change it) and we can discuss so you can do it yourself. I am gonna use this as a writing forum. It will be FUN.

I've sent this to Kristin and maybe she can add stories and photo's of Joey James...

I am also gonna throw stuff from our Family reunion and will get everyone's email so I can add them to view this. With lots and lots of photo's.

So join the Family Train ladies...Mom, Jess, everyone....c'mon ride that train.

Where am I?

I don't know how to post my picture. Help!

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Intro and Welcome

Hello Family and Friends--I have decided to try out a blogging site for a bit. 1. to learn 2. to think about setting up for other blogs to discuss issues that are floating through my mind.

I hope that you will all join me and add to this. It's a way for us to communicate and get more people in our loop.

What has made me think about this is that I want to start a project. It's just brewing right now, but I'd love to start a community, such as this blog, to gather insight and research for Woman who are or have battled cancer and love to ride (horses). I'd love to gather stories and maybe put a book together with Pictures and Stories of these woman and their horses. There is a lot to be done and will take some time, but I hope that I can get all of your help with this.

Our Newsletter could become an online issue someday, but until then...let's see what this becomes.

Post whatever you like. Make this a forum for us to chat and learn more about each other and people around us.

Until next posting: Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much