Saturday, December 27, 2008

Merry Christmas 2008!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!!





We had a very nice Christmas. Bill's parents came up for Christmas Eve and went to Mass with us. My parents and Jill and Sierra came up for Christmas day. We all received tons of wonderful gifts, and ate way too much!


I only finished two afghans for Christmas this year, but I did do a lap-afghan for my Grandfather earlier in the year and a couple of baby blankets for friends this summer (that's my excuse, anyway).


I made a Christmas afghan for my Mother-in-law, Sarah:





And an afghan for my niece Sierra in colors to remind her of the beach she loves:




But, truly the most gorgeous handmade gift this Christmas had to be the gorgeous quilt my mother made for me!!
It has A&M colors and fabric, with some butterflies for luck, and stone patterned fabric for a solid faith and foundation. It's absolutely beautiful! I have tried to quilt in the past, and the hardest thing for me is piecing everything together so the pieces are straight and the seams are even. I couldn't begin to approach the skill and precision of this one! It's just amazing!
The kids got some great gifts, too, but I'll have to write more about that later. We are headed to Troup, Texas today to attend a party for Bill's cousin Debbie's retirement. It's about a 4-hour trek there and another 4 hours home again, so I guess I need to get some yarn so I can get started on something for next Christmas!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The New Christmas Tree!

Merry Christmas Eve! We are almost ready for tomorrow, and, yes, I do finally have my Christmas Trees up. Our trip to Disney put me way behind for this year, but I finally got them up and ready.
This year, I decided to add a new tree (I know, just what I need, right?). But this one is extra special to me. In honor of my Aunt Pat, I decided to add a Family Tree!



I managed to cross-stitched a few ornaments with the kids and Bill and my parents' names on them and added some photos I've managed to beg, borrow, or copy from other family members. Christine (my cousin) had several amazing family photos she shared with us, including pictures of my great-grandparents and my great-great grandfather!


My plan is to add more cross-stitch ornaments over the next several years and more pictures as I can gather and scan them.



It's only in the early stages now, but I hope in a few years I can make it a tribute worthy of Aunt Pat and Chris and Paula.

I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful day tomorrow! I know that I am more grateful than ever for the moments I can spend with my family these days. To friends and family far away, know that our thoughts and prayers are with you and that we send blessings tomorrow and every day! Merry Christmas!

Time to go get ready for Santa . . . :-)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Let it snow!

I can't believe it's December already! I have a few of my trees up, and I'm still working on the rest of the house. We had a fantastic time at Disney, and I will post pictures eventually. I'm not even halfway through my shopping yet, and time is flying by.
But this afternoon, it actually felt like December. The temperatures dropped to the 30s and the kids (mine and the ones at school) were asking all day, "Will it snow??" Of course not! It's Texas! It was 70 degrees yesterday! It's not going to snow!


Shows what I know. When I picked Brady and KC up from school I thought it was starting to rain, but when I looked hard, I saw that it was indeed flakes. I wasn't even sure if the kids would notice, but they ran to the car shouting, "It's snowing!!"

Now it didn't stick, but we had flurries for a couple of hours, and around here that counts. A little pre-Christmas miracle. Aunt Pat and Grandpa Jim, if this was from either of you . . . thanks! The kids loved it. :-)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Music, music, music . . .

Bill and I are both math people. While we both love music, neither of us can play any instrument at all. We have always encouraged the kids to pursue music, though, and we have been so pleased that the girls have loved dance so much. But when it came to actually playing music, we had little to offer except a ride to someone who could help.

Brady began learning the French horn in sixth grade, mainly because it was the only elective left besides art which didn't interest him at all. When he first began, it truly sounded like a very sad cow was dying upstairs. He got better, and last year made the all-region concert band as a seventh-grader. This year, he made the all-region symphonic (top) band and also qualified for region orchestra. Saturday evening, we attended the region band concert and listened to two outstanding middle school bands perform. Here's an excerpt from the first piece the Symphonic band played, called Velocity:



For years, people have been asking KC if she could play the piano, because she has such beautiful long fingers. Finally, this past summer KC decided to begin taking piano lessons at a local music store. She's done really well for only having been playing for a few months, and Sunday she participated in her very first piano recital. 30 students of all levels performed, and we think she was just wonderful. Listen for yourself:



I am thankful that they all love music. And I am quite content to listen and enjoy . . . and help tutor them in Algebra. :-)

Monday, November 3, 2008

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween to all! We celebrated with our annual Halloween feast. We had turkey, peas, mashed potatoes, and corn, plus the kids each picked a dish. Brady chose pizza, KC chose Rice-a-roni, and Abby chose lasagna (we had lots of leftovers). We drink orange soda and call it pumpkin juice.



Brady is dressed as the grim reaper, Abby is a witch, and KC is a goth vampire girl. Bill decided to just be Bill this year.


Time for dessert! We made "cauldron cakes" (frosted upside-down cupcakes) and "treacle tart" (chocolate pudding mixed with cool whip served in mini graham cracker crusts).


Abby went trick-or-treating with a few friends from school.



There were 19 total, I think. Bill went with that group. Here's Abby with her good buddy Maya (the goth girl) and her friend Teresa's little sister (the pink power ranger).


Meanwhile, Brady, KC and I sat on the porch and handed out candy. Abby joined us for a photo when she got back. KC is kind of hovering over a smoking cauldron which is just out of frame.



We had a smaller crowd than last year, but we still had a good group. People liked our decorations and music (we had a cd player in the background playing horror movie theme songs) but we didn't get to really scare anyone this year because most of the groups were mixed big kids/little kids and we didn't want to spook any of the little ones. One man had to practically drag his son to our porch and told us that we had given the boy a fright two years ago that he still remembered. Oops! Guess it's better to let a few teenagers go by un-spooked than give nightmares to a 6-year old!

We all had a good time, and I haven't even started thinking about putting all those decorations away yet. In a little less than 3 weeks, we leave for our family vacation to Disney World!! I can't wait!

Take care, all, and I hope you had a wonderful Halloween!

Friday, October 31, 2008

Fall is here

Technically, fall has been here for a month, but it finally seems like it is here. It's been in the high 40s and low 50s in the mornings this week, so it feels like fall. Really a nice change after 5 months of summer!

First things first. On Saturday, October 11th, my Aunt Pat decided that enough was enough and it was time to trade in the malfunctioning body she had for a new one with wings and a halo. My mom and dad were able to get the last two tickets on a flight to Boston (Red Sox fans have no perspective on what's important) and they were able to attend the funeral. My cousins did an amazing job and the service was a wonderful tribute to a great lady. Rest in peace, Aunt Pat. We miss you.

Back in Houston, the days are flying by. Last weekend, Brady played in his first tournament since the World Series in July. They had about half their guys, plus some fill-ins. They didn't do great, but it was good to get back into the swing of things.

Last night, KC attended her very first school dance. (Note that this is Brady's third year in middle school and I never know their middle school had dances). It was a costume dance, and KC went with a group of her girl friends and had a great time.


I'll try to take some better pictures of her costume tonight. I asked Brady if he wanted to go to the dance and he said he would rather play catcher without a cup (OK, he didn't actually say that, but the look he gave me did.)

We are all ready for Halloween at our house. We baked our desserts last night for the Langston Halloween feast, and both KC and Brady are going to hand out candy with me while Abby and Bill are going trick-or-treating with a couple of her friends. Brady has a new Grim Reaper outfit (he's grown about 4 inches in the past year) and KC and I will work on our scariest looks. The oleanders have grown enough to obscure the doorway, and the spooky music and fog machine are ready to go. We never scare the little kids who come trick-or-treating, but the big ones had best beware!

Happy Halloween to all!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Amazing Women

Yesterday was my mother's birthday. My thought was to write something about how much I admire and respect my amazing mom, but events are such that I feel compelled to write about another amazing woman, My Aunt Pat.

Patricia Sullivan is actually my mother's cousin, so my first cousin once removed, but she's always been Aunt Pat to me. Although she was born in Bay City, Texas (her father was working in Texas for a brief time) she (and my cousins Christine and Paula) grew up in Charlestown, Massachusetts. My family moved to Texas in 1977 for my father's work, and there is no doubt that the move was the most difficult on my mother. My mother is devoted to family, and she would happily have spent every holiday in a house filled to the rafters with relatives. To leave that behind to go 2,000 miles from everyone you know is a frightening thing. But Aunt Pat always helped my Mom feel connected.

Aunt Pat, Uncle Paul, Chris and Paula visited us several times in Texas, one of very few of our relatives who were able to make the trip down. When we visited Massachusetts (annually for my Mom and Dad, only a few times for me) they were always ready to meet us somewhere to catch up. No matter how much time had passed since the last time we had seen them, we could talk for hours about family, school, the world . . . anything and everything.

Aunt Pat was also our family historian. Mom knew very little about her heritage, but Aunt Pat took on the task of digging through old photos and newspapers, birth records and death records, researching our past. She and Christine put together family trees and shared records, photos, and information with us so we could all know more about where we had come from. Once again, Aunt Pat was our connection.

When the historical record led back to Ireland, our amazing cousins hopped on a plane and found our family's roots in Skibbereen. I don't know if they did it through research or by knocking on doors, but they found our cousins still living in Ireland. These cousins were so taken with the Sullivans that when Christine married in 2006, they flew over to Boston to celebrate with her. We were so excited to meet our Irish cousins that we planned how we would find them in the hotel by listening for their distinctive accent. We arrived at breakfast the first morning, and we had no trouble finding them as a handsome gentleman walked right up to my mom and asked, "Are you here for the Sullivan wedding?" Amazed, we told him we were indeed. He responded that my mother was the very image of his wife. Imagine cousins separated by many generations and an ocean, and the kinship still shows. A connection to family from far away, again made possible by Aunt Pat.

I am so thankful to my Aunt and cousins for everything they have given me. The weekend we spent at Christine's wedding in 2006 was one of the most wonderful experiences I have ever had. My children were able to spend time with an extended family that they never knew. Aunt Pat made us all feel welcome and reminded me that even 30 years later, Massachusetts will always be a part of me . . .


Here is Aunt Pat walking Christine down the aisle.



One of my favorite pictures, here is Aunt Pat dancing a jig surrounded by family and friends.

I am thankful to them for the gift of a family history I can share with my children so they can know and be proud of their heritage.

My mother never had a sister, so having her cousin Pat in her life has been a true gift. Better than a sister, Pat has been a lifelong friend to my mother, and in so many ways, Pat has been my Mom's connection to her family, her history, and her home.

My Aunt has been very ill for a while now, and she is currently in the hospital. My mother tells me that this fight may be more than even Pat can win. My prayers are with Aunt Pat, and with Christine and Paula, that they might have the strength to deal with whatever comes. My heart breaks at the thought of losing my amazing Aunt Pat . . . I can't imagine how great the loss would be to those who were fortunate enough to be even closer to her.

We love you, Aunt Pat.