I do love numbers and interesting tid-bits, so I had to document the fact that our tween was twelve years old on 12/12/12. Kippy wanted a picture with her bestie, Miss Bella, who was freshly groomed and picture ready. There have been three occurrences of this phenomenon in Angelique's lifetime...
Last November, the numbers and calendar aligned for her on 11.11.11.
With the very first occurrence happening when she was 10 years old on 10/10/10, a little over two years ago.
Now she will have to wait until October 10, 2110, when she will be 110 years old to have the numbers align again!
And lucky for us, we got to start the party EARLY for my mom's 68th birthday celebration which is officially today, but we started on Friday, December 7th. I met mom & dad in Fargo in the morning for some pre-Christmas shopping. Dad headed to Fergus Falls to meet Steve for some 2x4 business while Mom & I made some serious progress on our lists. It was so nice to be able to bounce ideas off one another, plus the stores weren't crazy busy either like they are on the weekends. We had a fabulous lunch which included sharing Pumpkin Bread Pudding - YUM!
We made it back to Fergus Falls safely by 4:30 PM despite some snow and ice on the roads the last 15 miles. We had enough time to catch up with the girls on how their days went at school.
Next we all headed out to Mable Murphy's for a wonderful supper. Maple's helped us celebrate mom with a delicious ice cream topped brownie, complete with a candle. Mom, as generous as always, shared with the whole table.
Our next stop on the "Celebrating Mom" agenda was to watch the synchronized Christmas light show put on by the Computer Hero. It is a must see!!
The final destination was the Mannheim Steamroller Christmas Concert at M-State. It was fabulous! We loved the entire performance, and especially appreciated the history given before each selection was played. I think it was one of the first Christmas concerts my dad has been to that didn't have a grandchild performing in it and he STILL liked it. As we were leaving the concert, huge fluffy snowflakes were falling. It was so beautiful! Three generations together - PRICELESS!
Back at home, we had tiramisu cupcakes waiting and after a round of singing "Happy Birthday", we dug in. The day was a perfect way to celebrate my mom.
Mom, we are so grateful for your laughter, generosity, selflessness and unconditional love. You are beautiful inside and out!
I have always known the truth in the saying, "the more you give, the more you receive", but I still am surprised at the depth of this truth. This past weekend is a classic example. In giving the gift of a Healing Yoga Retreat (conducted by my beautiful friend, Wendy Billie), to my Heather for her 40th birthday, I was enriched, inspired, energized, uplifted, healed, and motivated. I was able to quiet my mind and listen to the truth within myself and the truth surrounding me. Here is what I know: I am a believer in God and His only Son, Jesus Christ. He surrounds me with the gift of Love. When I quiet my mind and listen with my heart, I hear that Love; I feel that Love; I become that Love. When I struggle with doubt and feeling worthy of the Love, it closes me off from truly receiving what He intends. I am a work-in-progress. I am evolving. I strive to keep my heart open to accept Love. 2012 is and continues to be a time of ENRICHment.
We headed to the farm Saturday morning and Kippy got to celebrate her 12th birthday one more time! This time with family and extended family from out of town (Aunt Joan, Aunt Judy, cousins Julie & Maria).
By special request, Grandma Rose made a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting, plus a few extra chocolate mustaches to go with.
It wasn't all about the party at the farm. There was some work to be done. While Uncle Randy, cousin Brett, & cousin Kaleb were busy bringing in the corn harvest, the rest of the clan worked to get the apple harvest completed. Although, much of the low hanging fruit had already been feasted on, there was still work to be done.
The apple trees were loaded with apples, but many of them had become food for the birds who also realized how juicy and delicious those honey crisp apples were.
Steve got his traditional job of loading up in dad's Cherry Picker and harvesting all the apples too high to reach by step ladder.
Dad was in position to catch the apples that Steve threw down and Kippy sorted the apples into the appropriate bucket. The sorting isn't an exact science, but there is a method to the madness.
If there was nothing salvageable with the apple, it would go into the crap-apple bucket. These apples got fed to the chickens. Bluck! This is all bird damage. Dirty birds!!
Completely perfect, unblemished apples were put in the "teacher" apple bucket. These apples were shined up by Kippy and personally handed out to each of the teachers at Our Lady of Victory.
The rest of the apples were sorted out for apple sauce, apple pie or just plain old eating.
Of course, there was always a kitten or two around to get a little extra attention from Kippy.
Abby practiced some of her newly acquired driving skills by taking a load of crap-apples to the chickens.
We also didn't miss an opportunity to get some photos of Kippy next to her now 12 year old Red Canadian Cherry tree. And Meg didn't miss a chance to get some extra love from Kippy too.
I must say that I had a blast putting together Kippy's 12th birthday party. When I originally suggested a "mustache" themed party, Kippy was rather skeptical. Then I told her my ideas to create an invitation "I mustache you a question, will you comb over to my birthday party?", give every one a "my stache" jar filled with goodies, and play a few games, Kippy came on board.
A huge shout-out to my sister-chic, Lori, who went above and beyond with creating adorable vinyl mustaches with her Silhouette cutting gadget. The only supplies we bought were some stache jars at the Dollar store, along with some green, black, and white streamers, plain white cups, white balloons, mustache duct tape and stick-on mustaches.
We stuck the vinyl mustaches on nearly EVERYthing. From family pictures....
To bulletin boards...
We even hung them with filament from the chandelier... and with a hole punch, made mustache straws. The City Bakery created some adorable mustache cupcakes for us, even tho they couldn't figure out WHY I wanted mustaches for a girls 12th birthday party!
The mustache crew had a great time selecting their mustache style, creating milk mustaches while dunking their oreos and just laughing and giggling.
The girls played some games... Who am I? with labels stuck on their foreheads.
got blind folded and tried to stick the mustache on correctly...
ate treats, made faces, giggled some more and watched a movie.
I have to say, I love hosting this party for these tweens. They were a very fun "crew".
One of our family's favorite sayings comes from our nephew, Nixin Rudy, who when he was 3 years old and wanted to do something by himself would emphatically say, "One GUY!!"
Our Honey Crisp apply tree ended up with just ONE guy too. One apple that is.
It started out with 3 apples due to only one branch blossoming this spring. The wind eventually reduced our produce to ONE. SINGLE. SOLITARY. apple.
I have yet to pick our ONE guy. I suppose it is to prevent the inevitable quandary of who will get to eat it! We are all hoping this year is an anomaly and our tree will go back to being the producer it has been in the past.
Yesterday I was honored to participate in a balloon release in memory of Joshua. He is the first born in their family and a big brother to 4 precious sisters. The sky was painted a vibrant blue with wispy clouds and provided the perfect backdrop for the 18 balloons to float with our heartfelt intentions.
Death Leaves A Heartache No One Can Heal,
Love Leaves A Memory No One Can Steal. From a memorial headstone in Ireland.
The balloons all too soon disappeared from sight, but our hearts were full.
Born September 20, 1994 ~ loved and remembered always.