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Sunday, April 29, 2007

Buying a Classic Corvette - What Every Buyer Needs to Know!

An opportunity has presented itself where Mark & I have the first shot at buying a '69 Corvette Stingray for a great price. The owner, a grandma who has owned it for 14 years and had it in her garage for 7, is ready to sell. After talking to my brother, Danny, I found out he has a friend who works in a "corvettes only" repair/body shop and owns two of them. Danny talked to him and he's willing to go with us to look at the car and check it out. But I knew there was one more person to talk to, ....the king of "muscle car dream land," d'man who knows it all when it comes to muscle cars, mopar, hot rods, etc.....Yes, our one and only "COUSIN KEV FROM COLORADO." His response to my email is a car buyers guide in itself and we are pleased to have him (author of the "HAWGIN' DOWN THE ROAD" blog) as our guest writer for the day as he spells out exactly how to shop for a Corvette. THANKS, KEV! THIS INFO IS PRICELESS! Now sit back and get ready to be INFORMED AND ENTERTAINED!
Firstly, you have to know that every one of us out here in muscle car classic land dream good dreams about bumping into that deal where the aged relative has a hot rod sitting in the garage, basement or barn waiting to be discovered. They keep it around because it belonged to a loved one no longer with them. Then they decide to sell it and (hopefully) have no idea what they have or what its worth.
While I was living in Phoenix I saw a documentary about a guy there that saw his dream on a flatbed towtruck heading to the junkyard. He followed it and rushed inside and made the deal. He wrote the check and had the driver turn around and take it straight to his house. For $5000, sight unseen by him or the owner, he bought a 1970 Dodge Challenger R/T with a complete numbers matching 426 Hemi and 4-speed transmission. It was one of 200 built that year with a stick. Thats just one example.

While I was living in San Antonio and had my Roadrunner in the body shop getting ainted, a friend of the owner drove up in a pristine beautiful 1966 Corvette tingray. He wouldnt say how much he paid for it, but the little old lady that owned it had it red in her basement garage since her husband passed away 20 years earlier. It had less than 10,000 miles on it. Wanna guess what was under the hood? An aluminum head 427 with tri-power carburetion. It had a four speed as well.

You say they once "tried" to pull the engine. Did they or didnt they? You need to find out if its the original engine. It doesnt matter if its been rebuilt or not, just that the serial numbers on the block match the vin tag on the car. The trans has a number on it too that should match the vin tag. If they do, then the car has more value than if it doesnt. How is the paint? Has it been repainted and if so, is it the original color or a different color? If its the original color, whether its been repainted or not, it will have more value. How is the interior? Clean, slightly worn (lived in), or is it ratty and in need of reupholstering. Look under the car, especially at the floor pans and lower door rails ( the bottom of the doors). Here you are looking for rust through. Not just the typical dirty sheetmetal, but serious missing metal. On top of all of this, does it run and how so. Any smoke on acceleration or deceleration. If it smokes when you gas on it, then it may need rings which means you will have to rebuild the engine. If, after you get the car moving at road speed, you let up on the gas and it smokes, then you may only need valve seals. Not a biggy. This old of a car should have a point distributor. See if it still does. If it has an HEI, then someone has changed it and possibly the engine as well. Has the car been modified? This engine should have a Rochester Quadrajet carburetor, because the 350 was the base engine option, not necessarily the high performance choice. Anything else may not be correct and indicate that the engine may have been changed.
The obvious things to look for are basic to the car and can be seen out in the open. The 'Vettes had slotted steel rallye wheels with chrome center caps and trim rings. These would be essential to the value of the car. If it has any other kind of wheels on it, you may want to find and replace them to increase the value of the car. These cars also had "hideaway" headlamps. Make sure they work. I think they were vacuum operated, so the car will have to be running in order to check them out. Also, inside the car, make sure that everything on the dash is original and unmolested, more likely the radio is the most obvious thing and all the associated trim parts. If everything looks right, then it probably is. It will be just an AM/FM, possibly with an 8-track. Have no fear, if its the original piece, its the bomb! But, all in all, if its a used good clean looking car and you cant find any rust in the places I mentioned, the body taps sound and you get no thuds indicating bondo, especially behind the rear wheelwells and the lower doors, it starts and runs ok and after putting tranny fluid in it you can actually drive it. Once your convinced it runs good, go ahead and get on it and see what it runs like flat out. Dont get into any sh_ _ , but hammer it a little. Have someone follow you in another car during your test drive to see the exhaust checking for smoke. Unless its really bad, you wont see a thing from the drivers seat. Only someone following you will see anything. The wind dissipates any smoke too fast for the driver to see anything. Even if you have a little smoke, it isnt a big deal. It could improve the more you drive it. Sometimes rings have to loosen up and reseat themselves after having sat for a number of years. So, it has the right wheels, looks good inside and out, quick inspect under the doors and floors finds nothing major, a quick walkaround tapping of the body in those places indicates all is well and the test drive feels ok and little or no smoke, and it looks overall unjacked with, I would buy it and not hesitate to write the check. Make sure the top works too, by the way. But, dont test drive it with the top down, you want to hear anything weird, such as any kind of whining coming through the floor from the rear of the car, grinding when you step on the brakes, howling from the trans in first and reverse gear. Test it in both.
After you put trans fluid in it, move the gear selector back and forth between reverse and drive. You know the fluid has gotten into it good when you can feel the car drop into those gears. As for the transmission leaking, you can tell by looking if its the pan gasket. The pan is reuseable unless it has damage. If it does, then you have to question where this trans came from or what may have happened to the car to cause it. There is also a seal in the pump housing where the torque converter slides into the front of the transmission and there is a seal at the rear of the transmission extension housing where the driveshaft yoke slides into the rear of the trans. If these get dry over time they can shrink and crack and subsequently leak.
Ok, take a breath. Whether the car is an original numbers matching car, whereas it still has the original engine and transmission, or not, this car , if it runs well and meets the requirements mentioned above for soundness, would definately be worth the price you mentioned. If you must have it be perfect, then you could easily put what it may be worth on the median value into the car to get it that way. That would be replacing key parts to make it appear original, such as wheels, carb, distributor, interior parts and upholstery, trim, etc. Ok, girl. I hope I helped rather than confused you, but you asked and I take this kind of stuff seriously.
Now, to put the hot rod option engine in it? I love you to death for even thinking it!!!! But, alas, to put a correct 427 engine and the associated transmission and have it all coming out looking and being right would cost easily twice more what she is asking for the car. But, it wouldnt be original then, it would be a clone of something that it isnt. And you wouldnt get the value out of it than you would if you just keep it as it is. But, if youre like me and it only has to be what you want for yourself, then originality means nothing! Spend the money and build it to go airborne at the slightest touch of the gas and hang on as you smoke the tires off the rear wheels laughing hysterically with the top down and keep a box of kleenex next to you at all times for those pesky nosebleeds!! While I was in tech school in Biloxi Mississippi back in my military days, there was a little used car lot just off base and they had a 1970 Stingray convertible with a 454 and 4-speed. $7500 back then. One of my instructors had a numbers matching fully restored 1970 Mustang Mach 1, 428 Cobra Jet, shaker hood, 15 inch Magnum wheels and factory rear window louvers. I could have bought that for $5500 in 1986. Mom wouldnt co-sign. I'm still depressed. Explains a few things. Anyway, PLEASE advise me as you go. I really want to know how this comes out, but dont hesitate. Print this if need be and take it with you. Make notes. I only hope you have someone there that knows his Chevys so he can help you make sure if this car is original or possibly had things changed on it. Do you have a cell with a camera in it? You can send me pics and I can tell you. Just let me know in case I'm working. My cell is xxx-xxx-xxxx. Love you guys.

P.S. I can see you in this 'Vette with the top down. Remember the Firebird test drive? Dont buy this one with the kids in mind. This car is for you guys. You deserve it. Deals like this must be checked out and dont come around in a lifetime. You may have gotten very lucky. Let me know.

P.P.S. D _ _ _, I wish I could just hop in the Camaro and zip out there to go look at it with you. You have me all worked up about it! LOL!

Saturday, April 28, 2007

What's on the Shelves at Home Depot...

The other night while the boys were out at scouts for the evening Mark, the girls and I decided to walk through Home Depot and look at what they had in the gardening section. I was wanting to skip the seed routine this year and just place some 6" plants in the ground to get a head start on the summer vegetable garden. As we passed down one aisle of trelises and garden decor, Melody was pulling up the rear and said, "Mommy, come here there's a porcupine! Look Mommy it's a porcupine!" Imagining it must be some kind of little statue to sit outdoors, yet knowing a porcupine in the garden would be ugly and frightening, I replied, "Oh, it's just a decoration." She persisted, "No Mommy, it really is---I'm serious---it's a porcupine, just look! Just come look!" So we all turned back and followed Melody back down the aisle.

LO AND BEHOLD SITTING RIGHT ON THE SHELF, BACK AGAINST THE WALL AND NOT MOVING WAS AN ADULT ONE OF THESE, POISED VERY MUCH LIKE THIS ONE!

A possum was sitting and staring right at us, not moving. It was both scary and funny at the same time. Poor Melody, nobody ever takes the youngest seriously!

Daddy Daughter Dance for Brownies

BEFORE~
AFTER~
Ressa had a great time Friday night along with Mark to the Father/Daughter Dance held for the local girl scout brownie district. They served a dinner, taught some dancing and held a raffle for prizes. Many of the girls in Ressa's troop were there so it was fun for her. A few of the girls and dad go to our church, so Mark knew a number of dads there. Good times!
Joey gathered with his group of friends at one of their houses for their usual pizza/munchies/video games night. That left Austin, Melody and I, so we got McDonald's and then saw "Meet the Robinson's" Cute movie. We had fun!
Ressa on stage, on the right.
Being silly with her friend. Ressa seems to really get into the action!
Ressa "riding the rollercoaster" in the center with her hands straight up!

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Thinking, Eating, & Sleeping COMETS!

Austin dropped a truckload of bad news on me Monday night. The research program he has been "working on" the past month was going to be due today, but the Monday night revelation was that it was not just a power point project they were working on at school. Very sheepishly he went on to explain that he had to have a model made of a comet by Wednesday, and nothing much....just a 5-6 PAGE TYPED REPORT TO GO WITH IT WEDNESDAY! WHAT???!!! I nearly died! I too had a 3 page essay due in my class today. So all we had was Tuesday. We worked on it from 3pm until midnight and got the model made, the report written and typed, and thanks to Mark for making a run over to the store for report folders. As much as I wanted to go to sleep, I had to start on my essay at midnight and it took me until 2:30am. UGHH! I'm feeling a little wiped out as the afternoon wears on. At 3:25 today I got Ressa, Melody, and Austin all set with their one chore assigned and sat down to their homework at the table. I went upstairs to fold laundry and thank goodness someone disobeyed and shifted over to playing piano. That reminded me....PIANO LESSONS! My watch said 3:29 and they start at 3:30. Joey ran them over there in time and we'll start all over again when they get back home. Time to take a snooze....until 4:25 anyway.

Is this cause for concern...worry...a nervous breakdown?

It's never a dull moment on the drive home from school. If Austin's in the car, there's bound to be something funny said or let's just say the likelihood of a big commotion over something is very high. Here was today's dialogue.... Austin (waving wildly out the car window at a tall, skinny blond standing beside a truck) Mom: "Austin stop that!" Austin: "But she was hot!" Mom: "Roll up your window! You shouldn't be flirting with older women!" Austin: "She's not old...probably twenty or something!" Mom: "Exactly right and how old are you??" Austin: "I'm 13 and I calculate that to be a 7 year difference. I don't see the problem. You and dad are 10 years." HELP! Something tells me it's going to be a long five years....

Monday, April 23, 2007

Quotable Quotes heard around my neck o' the woods...

Mark, while offering the family prayer...

"...and I'm very thankful that the power went out at work today so I could come home early and have such a wonderful time with my family at my mom's house tonight."

Austin to mom, on the drive home from school....

"C'mon Mom, let's just stop over at Dairy Queen. (Mom) But we just went the other day, and it's time to pick up Ressa. (Austin w/ Spanish accent, pulling to turn the steering wheel) But you know you want a lee-tle blee-zard today don't you? (Mom) No, we have to pick up Ressa. (Austin, after a long pause) How can you not take me when I've been such a good family member lately?"

Melody to mom, after Grandma Moss's pomeranian dog snapped and bit at her....

(Crying hysterically) "Why did he do it Mom? Why did he do it? I know he did it ON PURPOSE! For real he did it on purpose! I could tell he did!"

Ressa singing loudly outside on the sidewalk after watching Sound of Music for the 25th time...

"You are sixteen going on seventeen, maybe it's time to think.....(turning toward Mom now) YOU ARE FORTY-ONE GOING ON FORTY-TWO MAYBE IT'S TIME TO THINK...."

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Joys of Camping...Part 2

Now where did I leave off? Oh yes, it was 10pm and the troop leader insisted that everyone be in their sleeping bags with lights out. It was a bit unsettling to discover the place had two bathroom stalls for our group of 32 people. After doing a little checking online, I read that this particular Girl Scout house can accommodate 20 overnight. That explains a lot! In taking my turn in the bathroom, the rodent droppings around the floor were troubling to say the least and only a hint of what was to come. The fire was blazing in the fireplace and the women turned the lights out, leaving the kitchen light on where there was a "pass-thru" that let us see into the kitchen. In the kitchen there was one of the moms who suddenly went pale and in a whining shreik quietly begged the troop leader to come in and "Help me!" They were in the kitchen looking down, very somber and frightened. By now, the rank and file brownies were quickly coming unglued. Most were jumping out of the sleeping bags and crying out, "It's a rat! Is it a rat?" The senior home ec. teacher cried out, "I just saw something move in the bathroom! I cannot sleep under these conditions! I'm gonna have to leave!" The leader demanded everybody calm down and get back in the sleeping bags. The view into the kitchen now revealed the women methodically placing every food item into the fridge whether it required refrigeration or not. (Bad sign!) I'm laying there in my sleeping bag staring up at the dark brown rafters above us and for the life of me, could not get the words, ROOF RATS out of my mind. Mom was also reconsidering just how much of an advantage it was for her to be right smack up against a wall of stacked chairs at the very back of the room. The mother in the kitchen finally came out and announced to the terrified campers it was only a "blue bellied lizard" and it was now out. Hmmm. I didn't buy it. No way could a lizard produce the hysteria and fright on those women's faces as they stood in that kitchen. This mom then proceeded to park herself in a chair at the entrance to the kitchen and did not sleep a wink. Mom was up off and on throughout the night and saw this mom all night throwing anything she could find onto the fire---cardboard, boxes, packaging... to offset the harsh chill of the room. Occassionally she would point her flashlight along the rafters up and we were no dumbies. We knew good and well she was scanning for some hideous rodent activity. Our imaginations were going wild. And here I thought we would all have trouble getting out of there by 9am. We were HOME by 8am! Don't get me wrong, I loved the time with mom and Ressa. Ressa enjoyed it immensely. Mom was a trooper and we found that laughing and giggling all throughout the adventure served as a terrific coping mechanism.

Ah, the Joys of Camping Out...

My mother, daughter, and I braved weather, bad directions, and the ever-present threat of vermon to go camping overnight with the Brownies at a Girl Scout House near Mount Baldy. The directions were passed out and strangely enough, everyone but us knew a faster way and all arrived about a half hour earlier than we did. We had to drive off the main road and up a dirt road to arrive at this adobe one-room building. We unloaded and after two or three trips hauling our gear up the thirty or so stone steps,
WE MADE IT!
There were 22 girls, about ten women and one dad that stuck around for awhile. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows. Thank goodness for the one hanger we brought and the three others that someone else brought. Somebody had a brilliant idea to break the hangers into one foot segments. Otherwise, no telling how we would have cooked for 32 people!?! I believe it was the first time I ever roasted marshmallows while it was sprinkling outside. It was freezing cold out, but the girls were having fun.
The group finally moved indoors. Very quickly we went from being greeted with this:
to finding ourselves living in this!
(Notice the "Cadillac Camper" in the rear, right of the picture--the only one with a cot....that will be discussed further down.)
Now it was time for mom and I to teach the girl scouts sewing skills for their "try-it." Lack of chairs, tables, or mothers that knew anything about sewing provided a sure challenge to our undertaking. Mom began getting nervous as she pictured handing out the 22 baggies with cloth, yarn, and a needle---then anticipating the possibility of lost needles amongst the sea of pillows and sleeping bags. Mom made up a cute raggedy ann face they would sew onto a round piece of cloth (dark buttons for eyes, a white button for a nose, and a red button for the mouth.) Mom used her art talents and drew cute lashes, and other features onto the faces around the buttons. Then using a huge needle, they would do a whip stitch using red yarn to sew the cloth face to a chinette paper plate around the top semi-circle, then back again to form the hair. More clumps of red yarn were used to form pony tails and it turned out very cute.
A high school home ec. teacher revealed herself in the form of a grandma that came on the outing. Thank goodness, but even she had to have me thread her needle for her. Only one mother was able to thread needles. It was truly astounding. In the end, teaching the mother's first so they could in turn teach the girls proved to be the best method. e just hadn't anticipated needing to teach the mothers so much. What happened to the domestic goddesses of yesteryear?
Bedtime was upon us and all eyes quickly fell upon mom, the "cadillac camper" in the group.
Jealous eyes of envy were looking in her direction as she methodically removed the layers of foam, mats, and pure comfort set out for her by dad that morning to insure a comfortable overnighter. I recall hearing mom comment on just how great dad was to set all that out and how he really knew exactly what was needed to have a good night's sleep when one finds themself out in the wild, as we did.
Suddenly, mom looked around and began to notice the other women with their sleeping bags, and no foam mats, no cot, no matteress, no extra blankets. At first she said,
"Uh, what? This fine Coleman insulated sleeping bag? Oh no, it's not mine. Umm, I'm just opening it for a friend. Yes, I'm holding it for a friend. That's it!" (just kidding). Of course, anyone who knows mom could guess how it really played out. Mom gave away her 2" thick matteress pad to one woman, then gave away her egg crate foam layer to another woman, and offered her extra blanket to another woman who had nothing extra. I admired her so much for it. Mom slept on the cot with her warm sleeping bag---but a good night's sleep was not in the cards for us that night.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Scenes From Melody's Party

Melody had a very small party yesterday after school. I took the girls and met Mark at John's Incredible Pizza. It was similar to Chuck E. Cheese except for a big buffet with everything offered. Toward the end when all our credits were used up, I strolled over to the "bowling for targets" game and after getting a good score, the machine didn't give me any tickets. I patiently waited for an employee. I told him the problem, he opened up the "black box" of the mechanism, fiddled around inside it a bit, slammed the door shut and out came the tickets....and more tickets....and more tickets. I raised my voice over his way saying, "I want to be honest here, uh, well, I don't think it's turning off. Still, numerous tickets were pouring out and the employee just said, "Well, that's what you get for being the first one in awhile to ask me to come fix it. You're getting all the tickets from the people who just walked away. WOW! I walked over and fed the ticket counting machine 616 tickets. I divided it amongst the four girls and everybody walked away with something fun. We came back home for the cake, afterwards. Melody blew out the candles, then each girl requested a different-colored frosting flower from the bouquet on the cake.....thus the resulting butchering of the cake.
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I threw most of it away today just to eliminate any unnecessary temptation. It was fun!

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Blog #200....My List of Threes

I look for my sister Stephanie to post the week's SPT or Self-Portrait-Tuesday Challenge and this week the question is, "what would you do with a virtual $100 tax refund?" Also there are some lists of "Threes" that I'll add at the end.
If I had an extra $100 I would put it toward an Ipod for myself. The more I think about the joys of a music-listening device with only my favorite songs on it, the more anxious I am to own one. I can never underestimate the affects of upbeat music on a person's attempts at an exercise regimen. I have actually gone so far to keep a small pen and notebook in the car to have handy for writing down the titles of my favorite songs when I hear them play over the radio. Then, when I do get an Ipod someday, I'll know exactly which songs I want to purchase at 99 cents a pop.
My ear has always been tuned in to the harmonies between the voices, thus I've always missed connecting the song title with the artist. I'm very bad at identifying which group sings which song.

So far, my list includes:

  • -Eye of the Tiger, Stayin' Alive theme
  • -Top Gun theme
  • -Flashdance theme
  • -Fame theme song
  • -Take it Easy
  • -I love L.A.
  • -Almost anything by Kenny Loggins

I LOVE... -Mark, my children, and all my extended family (past and present). -Walking out of a salon with my hair and nails done. -Christmas
I HATE... -Walnuts -Being late -The thought of "bad apples" at school having an influence on my kids.
I MISS... -My three late grandparents who passed away in '97. -My cousin Susan who I looked up to, who passed away in '93 at 31 yrs. -Having Steph and family within closer reach
  • I REGRET... -The day in 1980, while in 9th grade that I stood afar off during school, and saw two boys my age bully and torment a retarded boy and did nothing. A teacher approached, walked past laughing and did nothing. (That teacher is a Jr. high principal in Orange today). I would give anything to go back, run at them, fight, scream...anything to stop it and help fill the boy's backpack back up for him. -Not saving up money when I was single. -Feeling too shy and scared to go straight to BYU after high school and complete college at that time.
    I LOOK FORWARD TO... -Graduating from college someday. -Returning to Old Towne Orange someday and buying a restored home in the historic district. -Holidays and getting all the family together.
    FAVORITE CHILDHOOD TV SHOWS... -Hobo Kelly
    -Romper Room

-The Electric Company (I thought Sesame Street was too childish. Haha!)

FAVORITE TEEN TV SHOWS... -Donny & Marie variety show -Brady Bunch -Little House on the Prairie

WHAT SCARES ME... -Being the only adult in the house overnight. -Anything that stings or bites. -Homeowner Associations

~~ Now, let's hear from you!~~

Monday, April 16, 2007

...Happy Birthday Dear Joey & Melody....Happy Birthday to You!

Six years ago, I was given some options as to which day I would have my fourth c-section performed to deliver my fourth child. I was given 4/15, 4/16, 4/17, and 4/18 as my days to choose from. Interestingly enough, my oldest was born on 4/16 which also happened to be the anniversary date of my first marriage. Even stranger, my 2nd child is also born on the 16th of another month, not planned. I assumed 4/17 would be best so this child had her own day, but when 11 year old Joey heard about it, he rose up in a wild protest against any date other than his birthday, the 16th. He begged me to change it and so it went. The rest is history.

It is always an adventure around this day each year, as I try to plan an enjoyable birthday experience for my 17 year old son as well as my 6 year old daughter. Their interests are miles apart. There's always lots of cake on hand, anyway. No one cake will satisfy both. Joey won't have a princess cake and Melody would be insulted and never understand having to settle for a cake with sports references. Joey had about five guys and one girl (much like one of the guys) over after school. I ran over to Riverside to pick up 10 large pastrami grinders from D'Elia's, then ran to Costco to pick up the basketball and flower cakes for the kids. Melody's got put into the freezer to save for a party this Saturday. (Not exactly sure what we're doing, because my mind has been on the Girl Scout/Brownie sleepover Friday night out at the San Dimas Girl Scout Log Cabin. My mom, myself and Ressa are all signed up for that.)

Joey and friends played Halo, talked, laughed, and one boy in particular never fails to clean up every last drop of milk we have, but not until he has stirred in some Nestle's Quik. They never buy it at his house and he just thinks it's pure heaven. That's ok, no surprises. Melody had trouble getting to sleep due to the persistent question she had that went like this: "It's just not fair. Why does Joey get all his friends over and I don't? It's not fair 'cuz it's MY birthday too. I already counted days till my birthday. I don't want to count again till Saturday...It's not fair!" Well, it may not be fair, but her group can get together much easier on a Saturday. Oh well, I can't please everybody all the time. I just keep reminding these dear sweet children that I'm an unpaid volunteer...so be nice to me.

Now here's one way to wake up----Ressa came into my bed around 5am this morning and whispered to me, "Melody sure isn't very lucky, is she." What? What do you mean? I said. Ressa continued, "Well on my birthday and Austin's birthday last year we both woke up to a balloon and presents on our bed, but I just checked Joey's and Melody's and they don't have any so I just don't think they're very lucky." Oh man!!!! I'm running out of steam in my old age. I was going to do all this while she was in school and celebrate after school.

All right, that does it, I thought. I jumped up out of bed, threw on clothes, knowing Mark's latest time to possibly leave is 7am. I was out of here and walking into Wal-Mart by 6:00 or so. Far be it from me to do something special for some of the kids and not the others... I snatched up that squeaky cart with one eye open and picked out a bike for her assembled and hanging from the ceiling. I got somebody to run it up front while I picked out a cute "Hey, today's my birthday!" - type outfit for Melody to wear to kindergarten. It was a cute cotton orange/lime green/peach plaid pleated skirt, with a lime green button-up blouse and a white short-puffy-sleeved sweatshirt jacket, along with some textured cream tights. Might sound odd, but it looked terrific. Came home, threw a blanket over the bike, wrapped up the clothes and Austin brought her down. She was pretty happy. Then off we went to the store to retrieve 40 frosted sugar cookies to share with the classroom for her birthday. (I forgot how many were in there...30 something.)
All in all it was a very bustling birthday for the two of them! Now I think I'll give myself permission to finally kick back and collapse.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Mackenzie's Growing Up!

Here's Ashley's little daughter, all of 11 months and three weeks old. She's real cute, always quick to smile, and about to start walking.

Friday, April 13, 2007

I Finally Did It!

Time has been passing and I knew I'd never forgive myself if my husband and I both play piano and our children grow up not knowing how to play. So I talked to a good friend of mine who plays piano well, got a Bachelor's degree from BYU in vocal music and lives just a couple blocks away. I had to admit that my efforts at teaching my kids piano have never been taken very seriously and that if they're going to learn to play, it will have to come from somebody else. With that said, Austin and Ressa had their 2nd lesson last Wednesday. It's working out well and they're practicing 20-30 minutes/day. I was so thrilled to hear Ressa practicing after the 1st lesson and say to herself, "Oops, this one has a repeat so I play it again." Repeats??? I didn't learn about those for years. It is such a joyful sound for me to hear the simple, familiar melodies from the Thompson First Grade book being played as I make dinner. It is such a feeling of de'ja vu.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Mark & Austin on a recent trip into space....CLICK HERE!

Now you get to see Mark when he gets away from the desk and goes on vacation. Perhaps we won't wait so long before taking a vacation next time! Hahaha!

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

So Glad Kelsey's So Happy!

Mark went out to Ventura and picked up Kelsey and her boyfriend. Real nice boy who went to military school and is a first class gentleman, so I hear from Mark. He was impressed.
They liked this fancy car and wanted to take a picture by it. Great photography, Mark!

Major Mineral Presentation....a success!

My group presented our major minerals in class this morning. It went very well. I prepared these magnesium/vitamin E/potassium POWERHOUSE samples for the class. I told them it was coming from a person who hates nuts, but has found some love in my heart for these two....cashews and almonds (but they have to be the "smokehouse" type). We also poured calcium fortified orange juice to be examples of calcium and potassium sources. And lastly we provided pretzel samples as a source of sodium which America has no trouble consuming. I was shocked when we kept our three-day food intake record to see that I consumed an average of 2700 mg/day. What's especially shocking is that I almost never salt my food....it all came from processed foods. The highest we should not exceed is 2400 mg/day. The body only requires 1500 mg/day and it reduces after age 50 down to 1200/day for those over 70. Yikes!

Signs of Spring

In my home~
I couldn't resist picking these irises up from the store yesterday.

Out in my garden~

This was the first rose to bloom in my front yard this year. Oh, so beautiful and smells good too!

This rose was close behind, blooming only a inch away from the branch and hiding way down low in the plant. I hate to imagine what the neighbors were thinking as I got down low to get this shot. I let Austin earn some extra money pruning the rose bushes down, back in January. I'd say he did an awesome job!

This is my first red rose this year. It's very pretty as well!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Donating Blood to a Helpless Premie...

It's nice to be needed. I got an email today from a good friend from church here in the area. She was putting out a call to everybody in her address list seeking blood donations from anyone with A- or O- blood. Only 15% of the caucasian population have it. A mutual acquaintance of ours just had a granddaughter born at Kaiser in Fontana that was only 23 weeks into the pregnancy. It's a baby girl and she only weighs 1 lb. 13 oz. Poor little thing is referred to as a micro-premie. At birth, she had 25% chance of survival, but after a week or so, she now has 60% chance. She needs blood transfusions on a regular basis, but due to a couple car accidents last week, the A- blood supply was depleted and there was once instance that the baby's next transfusion was delivered 10 hours
past the time due. I was happy to inform them that my husband has the A- blood and gets calls fairly frequently to donate blood. He just got off the plane from a day trip up to San Leandro, but was happy to stop by the blood bank on his way home and donate in this baby's name. I'm so glad he can help and is so willing to be of service.
I was scared of donating blood for years, but Mark finally talked me into it. I stood in a line to donate for 2 hours, only to find out that once you've had Hodgkin's you are forever disqualified from donating. Aw, gosh darn....Oh well, I tried. This little baby's name is Madison Bradley and it would be nice to remember her in our prayers.

Good Quote from a Great Book

One of the best and most motivational books (for me, anyway) has been "Peace, Love, and a 24" Waist." It is written by a personal trainer named Deborah Low. Her copyright says brief quotes are ok, so here goes:

"Our job on this earth is not to get thin, then start living, but instead to hold the highest concept of ourselves in every moment. When you make this your job, your body will mend itself. You will finally be feeding your soul."

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Easter Bunny Humor!

Funny Easter Story

When every Easter comes around, my mind returns to a funny incident with Joey back when he was just turning five. It was the Saturday before Easter and we had been anticipating the arrival of the Easter bunny all week, at least. All the talk, excitement and anticipation was building with each day. We had colored the eggs, shopped at the stores, and walked past many a giant Easter basket for those lucky children who would get one delivered personally, by the Easter bunny himself on Easter morning. That Saturday night, I put Joey to bed with a send-off informing him one last time that TOMORROW WAS THE DAY!
Well, it wasn't an hour later before I heard loud frantic crying coming from his room. I went running in, "WHAT IS IT? WHAT'S WRONG? WHY ARE YOU CRYING?" Through his sobbing, he said, "Mommy I don't want ANY Easter bunny coming in my room tonight. I don't want any big bunny in our house. Please tell him don't come in....sniff..sniff...sniffle.... I will never know exactly what he was picturing in his mind, but it has given me more than a little chuckle just trying to imagine what he thought would be invading the home that night. Hahahaheeheehee!

Trying Out a New Profile Picture

I have to post a picture here in order to be able to use it on my profile. Thought my little cartoon shot needed an update. Mark is spending the day with daughter Kelsey today out at Ventura. Joey went to see "Blades of Glory" last night with 4 of his buddies from church. One of his friends just moved into a new house up the hill along the lines of Marilyn's new place. They've all been wanting to go up and check out the new place. I just got my new catalog with the "schedule of classes" for Chaffey this summer. My goal is to take two more courses over the summer, but the "Online Classes" only. With the kids all home and the possibility of Joey landing a job somewhat likely, I better just plan to stick around here. The online classes are the first to fill up. I didn't think I would like them, but the more online work a teacher gives us, the better I do in the class. So, I think that's for me.

Friday, April 06, 2007

MAGNESIUM & POTASSIUM...all you ever needed (or wanted) to know!

~MY POWER POINT PROJECT~
I'm part of a group of six that had to cover the seven major minerals in our class "Vitamins & Minerals Project." I have so much fun doing this sort of thing, I volunteered to be the one to do two of them....Six hours and one pounding headache later....IT IS DONE! We did a three-day food intake project where we had to write down everything we consumed for three days and enter it into a computer program used by nutritionists that produces reports on the exact values of every nutrient you consumed. Over the three days, I was deficient in Magnesium and Potassium, which is why I chose those two for this project. Our teacher says the FDA recommends that people hit the Recommended Daily Allowances by getting 80-120% of the nutrients each day. Over the course of a week, most get all they need.

NOTE: Regarding vitamins & minerals, food makers are only required to list the food's amount of iron, calcium, vitamin A and Vitamin C. Just because no other vitamins are listed on a food label does not mean that the food does not contain them. It's the option of the food company whether they want to print additional information or not.