Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Mission Control

photo credit: (Deb Koehler, sister who picked up Elder L from airport and delivered him to MTC)

Yes, "Congratulations" are in order. Husband is full-time employed, after 19 months of stress & worry. His three part-time jobs. My babysitting/cleaning/subbing plus. Twenty pounds of my gaining and thirty of his losing. All those couple photos! All those cheap dates! All the help from friends & family, thank you!

Elder Landbeck leaves the MTC next week. I know we've been blessed through his service. I am just enough of a mystic to believe in direct corollaries. I believe in answers to prayers. The timing part was hard, but it wasn't up to me. I am not in charge of the grand plan, this test called life.

The Wednesday John got the call about employment I had left the house just after 5:00 am, drove out to the light house on the Chesapeake Bay, watched a great heron fly over my head, and prayed for help. I told God I couldn't do anymore alone, that I needed Him to keep going. I was able to get back home only 5 minutes late for seminary class, where John had sung with the students and prayed and he was winging it for me. The day went by in a blur of tears and emotional struggle. So I was pretty worn out by the afternoon when he called to tell me the good news.

Strong contrast with how miserable and down I was Wednesday and how elated and giddy John felt. I tried to rally for celebrating and was just worn out.

So, today I tell you, almost a week late, "I AM REALLY HAPPY ABOUT THIS!" It is good news. Friends from Church came bouncing up to me to give hugs and "CONGRATULATIONS!" and I had to think about what they were so happy for me about---yes, The Job! It is good news.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Summer of Unplugged-ness

I am sure this is terribly idealistic.

If you have teenagers, you know how they can turn into summer slugs, never seeing the light of day, holed up in their dens of entertainment. Erratic sleep cycles. Endless naps. Plugged in.

The recent youth conference expanded on the theme of un-plugging. I love this goal, and the determination to live, and not lull our lives away. It's not just laziness, but dependency on media that wastes time. I love my computer and blog reading, but the goal is to make sure I've done the minimum 6 things each day, too. Reading, praying, and serving.

Chore charts, work reward calendars...we haven't tried any for awhile. The goal is to get my household of tweens and teenagers to be more social, learn new skills, do some work, but mostly to INTERACT with each other. This is a checklist, with spaces to write in the MINUTES our children work on each thing, earning time to play solo computer games. If they are watching a movie together, that counts as social time. I want them to create a community, a family identity, eventually not needing the checklist, just doing good all the time and finding their own balance of real living and achieving good goals (not just a personal best score in a game...).

The list of "Mom's Special Jobs" include things like building a tree house, inventorying my fabrics and paints, keeping outside plants watered, bleach projects, moss graffiti, drawing lessons, painting downstairs bathroom, painting back porch!

We will see how this works, and how it morphs over the 12 weeks of summer.

Minimum A Day to EARN 1st hour computer time:
1. beautify home/world: make bed, clean floor S M T W Th F S
2. read Book of Mormon on own 15 minutes S M T W Th F S
3. praying: AM/PM/MEALS S M T W Th F S
4. do daily HOUSE CHORE S M T W Th F S (this is a rotating list of dishes, garbage, emptying recyclables, every day stuff)
5. exercise 20 minutes M T W Th F S
6. write in journal/blog/email parents S M T W Th F S (if they don't want to journal, they can email me a letter about their day, and I will start keeping their electronic history for them!)

Extras:
babysitting ___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
cooking or sewing lessons___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
cooking family meals___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
craft project ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
dancing___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
Grandpa John work ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
magnify talent___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
Mom Special Jobs ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
more exercise ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
mow lawn ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
NAME EXTRACTION___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
personal history-scrapbook __S __ M __T ___W ___Th ___F ___S
piano practice___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
picking up sticks in backyard ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
pull weeds in garden ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
pulling ivy off of bricks ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read history book___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read a classic___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read General Conference Talk ___S ___M ___T ___W ___Th __F___ S
read Church magazine___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
scrub downstairs bathroom ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
scrub upstairs bathroom ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
study Preach My Gospel___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep back porch/sidewalk ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep front sidewalk ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep & mop KITCHEN floor ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep/mop seminary floor ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep stairs going downstairs ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
volunteer work in community ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
write letter to missionaries___S ___ M ___T___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
write or research family history___S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S
___________________________S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S
___________________________S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Walkers/Racers and Birds

We walk to school. Or, the kids RACE and I chase them to school. We have a hill going down towards the school, steep at the end of the day walking home. Only 1/2 mile. "STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES! WE AREN'T LATE! YOU HAVE TIME!" I encouraged/yelled.

I am glad they are eager to go. Or maybe they are competitive and want to be first? Or love the feeling of running???

When the niece & nephew start bumper-caring each other, I tell them they can hold my hand or stop. They always stop.

Today I asked Mr. Al, the crossing guard, to tell them why they should walk. "There is a time for playing and running, but yous got to be serious going to school, be safe. We don't want yous fallin' and hurtin'."

To the right of the stump is a real red-headed Wood Pecker, first spotted by seminary student a couple of days ago. It was back this morning. It is huge! Almost as tall as the truck wheel!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Personalize for Personality!

This baby cardinal, the raven, and the oriole are designed by Birdorable! Check out their website! Client wanted cute, non-scary birds. "Cute" = bigger heads, bigger eyes, baby-proportions. After hours of research I found these perfect baby birds! I contacted them for permission to use their design with a promise to give them design credit, and got a very nice letter back, asking for photos to put on their website!
BEFORE:


Birdhouses will be added in gender appropriate color after baby is born and the suprise arrives!

I made the tree (inspired by Pottery Barn catalog) darker and more vibrant to balance the bright bird colors and to mesh with the deep carpet color.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Non-Headboard Solutions

Client's master bedroom. Gorgeous colors ("Rain Mist" from McCormick, background color)
Space between Pottery Barn shabby chic shelf and bed.

Personalized monogram in silver metallic painted over Payne's Grey acrylic.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Hardest Thing

We shook hands in the airport terminal. Called each other "Elder" and "Sister" instead of any endearments. Waved as he walked down the concourse, turned and waved again. I was brave and smiley-faced, no tears. Not until he was gone around that last corner. Then the sobs shook me.

Fast forward 24 years, and I am waving good-bye to Elder Landbeck, again. No tears until he was through security and we could just make out his raised arm and wave like crazy until we could no longer see him. John gave me big hugs, guided me out of the terminal, helped my sobbing mom-me-self into the car. Our local sister missionaries had dropped off a sweet card of understanding and support and comfort, knowing it was going to be a hard day. Sweet blog comments of comfort from friends and family. Knowing Emma will see him today and aunts/cousins who care for him is reassuring. They will drop him at the MTC curb after lunch and we will all wait for 2 years to see him again. Sobering loss, missing him, but happy, too. He is where he is supposed to be.

He spent part of yesterday writing thank you notes to all the people who have helped him get to this point, and left one on our bed for us. Ours said:
"...I want you to remember that I am calm and so you can be too. Love, Elder Landbeck"

Real Sewing Kit

It all fit in a small-size of an index card, clear, zip bag that originally held Avon hair curling pillows.
Inside: embroidery super sharp real scissors in their own specially made zipper bag so they don't poke through the plastic bag or impale searching fingers. Seam ripper (that I bought before I remembered these cool scissors) for cutting thread, opening up BRAND NEW SUIT POCKETS and back flap. Buttons! Shirt-sized white buttons! A couple of hook and eyes for pants. White & black pre-threaded needles for quick fixes and an extra needle for digging out splinters...or re-threading. Yes, he knows how to sew on a button, but this was for convenience, speedy help. He is on the Lord's errand, and his time precious.
Mending tape, in white & black. All it needs is scissors and hot iron and you can repair holes in shirts and pants made from fence wires, sharp edges, etc. You cut to size bigger than the rip, put it over the hole from the reverse side, and iron to glue it shut. Looks better than crazy stitches, and makes the shirt/pants last a little bit longer without ripping more. Velcro, just in case.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Indulge This Mom For A Moment

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Which one looks the most like him? The most relaxed, handsome, missonary-plaque-in-the-foyer appropriate? Help!

Saturday, May 14, 2011

For Grandma Jane


Tie Tradition

Stewart has been working with our local missionaries, teaching with them. Both elders presented him with missionary ties, signed on the back of the widest part with silver Sharpies, wishing him well, signing their names. Better than a yearbook or farewell card. Simple tradition of friendship & encouragement. I bough Stewart two silver sharpies to take with him.

Today we took our last trip with him down to the DC temple before he leaves.


He is chaperoning at the youth conference tonight, writing his talk for tomorrow.

I want to make rolls and cupcakes and frog eye salad for company tomorrow & goodbye last meals...Stewart requested pistachio pudding frosting and shrimp cocktail-Utah Grandma Laura-style!

Everything else is done that we can do for now. Except a good warm winter coat. John wants him to wait and ask other missionaries what they used, how warm, etc.

What happens when a quilter's son serves a full time Mormon mission? REAL sewing tools! I made him a sweet specialized sewing kit, with real scissors in their own safety pouch, JUST WHITE & BLACK thread, pre-threaded needles, extra shirt buttons, mini-safety pins, black & white mending tape, velcro. The rinky-dink travel sewing kits have horrible thread in them and cheap-o scissors that never work right.

Beautiful Solo

Friday, May 13, 2011

The Silliest Thing I Saw Today!

Field Day! Chopsticks & Chicken relay race!


High School students helped manage the stations.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Action Shot


As I was looking for photos of Maxwell for seminary graduation program, I found this of Sam from last summer, (when we took care of the cat house I painted damask dinning room & Ralph Lauren ballroom gold.) It made me smile! Painting huge scale damask pattern & Sam swimming, makes me smile...

I have a plan for how I can be a good letter writer, without making our missionary feel like he is missing anything and without being too worldly. It will involve the whole family contributing. NOT another blog, but a way to make & share family history & help with gospel teaching. Hard copy sent to Stewart, and a scanned copy to save electronically. SO NO GUILT THROWING AWAY THE LETTER AFTER HE READS IT, and using the missionary art to teach/give away...Am I being too vague? Trying to save the reveal until he sees it in the mail.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Grown Up & Ready To Go

There is a Primary song the children sing,

"I hope they call me on a mission,
When I have grown a foot or two..."



The Relief Society President asked me last night, "So, how are you doing?" I know she knows what I am thinking. Her 19 year old son leaves this summer to serve a full time, two year mission, too.

Tears filled my eyes. I don't even remember what I said. I think I listed the few things left we need to find. Black belt. 2 more white shirts. Sewing repair kit for button emergencies.

A week from today he will be driving down to the Missionary Training Center with one of my sisters. Say good-bye to his older sister who stayed to take spring term classes. Pick up his hemmed black pants from one of my cousins. And then he is gone.

We are praying for a letter writing talent to develop. We want to be faithful, good examples of believing members. Supportive, and not too distracting as we tell him how our life continues without him.

The sister missionaries came to fish taco dinner last night. They brought with them 8 Books of Mormon for us to personalize and send to him when he gets to Montana. (They even brought one for Emma!). Sweet, super gift, and a great idea! I remember having a case of personalized Babcock Books of Mormon. That family testimony was an easy thing to point to and give that book away, knowing my family agreed with what I was doing.

Two years is a long time. I've known him less than 20 years. I will miss his blue expressive eyes.

But he is ready. He came home after going to teach with the male missionaries--we call them "Elders" not because they are old, but for the Priesthood calling they have. Stewart was excited, animated as he described what he contributed to the lesson. His sweetness and glowing goodness was humbling to see.

I know we have already been blessed as a family to have a missionary about to leave.

An energy-efficient program we qualified for called Monday, came Tuesday, and finished this morning insulating our home, making it warmer in winter/cooler in summer. They were fast, polite, amazing. Usually it takes longer, but they had an opening, and another job was cancelled, so we had 8 guys here taking care of every thing, changing out old light bulbs for CFL, changing shower heads to aerate more, bathroom vents to outside, a diaper around water heater....teaching me what else to do to save money on our heating/cooling bills.

I have a new job starting today--must call brother Michael and talk shop!

John has an interview for full time work this afternoon. Max is fasting for his dad.

Things are going to be okay.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mom Day

Three of my last year's seminary students: Montana (Panama is Sis. Bullock's student) and Beunos Aires North... and the other Argentina mission sitting to the far left of fire pit! They brought their mission binders! Shared their thoughts with each other. Ate and jumped on the trampoline & left by 9 pm so they wouldn't be too tired for Church. Cool guys, all four.
Satisfying to see these four gentlemen excited about their calls. What more could a mother want?
Homemade jewelry! My children stamped their names on washers for me last year. Yesterday I took a permanent black marker to darken their names and sealed them.

And for Emmalyn's super sonic sensitive ears: yes, I was sanding during our hour + phone call last night. Basket tags for Ms. Joan. I really like the Adam & Eve one. Layers of collages of scrapbook paper, tissue paper, sheet music, stickers, all held together with modge podge. I sand the edges to take care of any overhanging paper, and then give them a final coat of sealer.

And yes, I got breakfast in bed. I do almost every day. John brings me food while I study on seminary mornings on our bed. Saturdays he makes me eggs and comes and eat with me. It is almost a daily thing! He is sweet to me. And he let Roxie carry the plate in with peanut butter toast this morning.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Bright Beautiful Day



Beautiful day at the DC temple. Congratulations to the Holmes on their sealing day!

The big triple batch of granola he made last week? Nearly gone. Maybe two bowlfuls left. Maxwell asked today if he could be next to learn how to make it.

Food storage dinner: I threw cans of black beans, refried beans, kidney beans, one can of pumpkin, one jar of chunky onion garlic spaghetti sauce into crock pot with some chili powder. 3 hours from now it will be perfect chili.

I asked Stewart if he wanted cornbread or bread sticks to go with it. "The best way I can teach you how to cook is to let you do it!" I helped him gather the ingredients, put my apron around his neck, and left the kitchen. He is making the cornbread now.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Outdoor Pirates

Poolside mural! (I am so sunburned.) End result.
Before, bare cement retaining wall. Client is building a hot tub in front of back window, and wanted to continue beach theme.
During, with turquoise primer.

After, with polyurethane topcoat of protection.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

My Scratch & Dent Life

I have 6 roommates. Thankfully, we don't each have our own gallon of milk labeled with our name. We share food. There can be some confusion as to where to put things. Food gets forgotten. Leftovers develop a life of their own. I thawed some chicken Sunday that dripped over the bottom, so it was time for a deep clean. Stewart helped me wash out the scary drawers. NO before picture. Didn't even think it.

Now it looks so beautiful, I just want to stare at the clean shelves! I thought about printing out this picture as a point of reference for future users. Instead I used my label maker to teach everyone else where I want things. Where I will tell them to look, when they ask what they can eat. And leftovers are front and center. ATTENTION: milk has moved from the bottom shelf to the top. You can all reach that high now. I believe in independent breakfast eaters. Do not try to cram it in the old spot. It will not fit because I moved around the shelves.
Ahh, beautiful. Organized by how we use things. Butter and garlic still on top. EGGS are lower than they were to make better use of space. We eat a lot of eggs.
Emma, can you tell what I photo shopped out, without peeking at the picture below?
HOURS after we installed this new fridge, the meat drawer was left open and someone closed the door and broke/cracked the handle of the drawer. I've stopped noticing it. We get used to ugly things. I saved the piece for awhile, but never tried to glue it on, and then lost the piece.

"LEFTOVERS EAT ME 1st!" next to "pickles."