Friday, December 27, 2013

Christmas Flies By

A week ago I arrived in Indiana to pouring down rain and nearly 50 degrees. Seeing the rain made me realize how long it's been since I've seen it. Only this time it's not because I came from Texas where it hardly ever drops anything out of the sky. This time it's because I've seen nothing but snow falling from the sky for the past two months!

It's been a great time at home. I've thrown Jenny's new cat off the table several times, played fetch down the hall with the dogs, ate much more than I should, saw Frozen for the second time (and would see it a dozen more), played several rounds of racquetball (and haven't won one), put together two puzzles, played several board games, read four books, gone to bed late and woke up even later and wiled away quite a few hours doing practically nothing.

But the best part of Christmas this year was the surprise arrival of my baby brother. Caleb graduated from high school in June and joined the Marines. He finished boot camp in September, went through combat training and is now training in radio in the desert of California. Until a few weeks ago, we all thought he wouldn't get leave to come home for Christmas. Then he called me and said he was coming, but I wasn't to tell our parents. He arrived on a delayed flight very early Sunday morning. Sally picked him up at the airport and took him back to her apartment. On Sunday, he slipped into church in full uniform with a bouquet of flowers for my surprised (and crying) mother. It was the best gift my parents (and all of us) received for Christmas!

I still have nearly three days here in Indiana before I return to white, snowy, frigid Minnesota. I'll go see a movie with at least two of my sisters tomorrow, play some more racquetball, throw the cat off a few more tables, play some more games and eat a few more cookies than I should. It will fly by way too fast!

Friday, December 20, 2013

That's Where I'm Going!

Okay, so maybe I'm a little excited about going home today for Christmas. I was so occupied yesterday morning thinking about all the things I needed to do last night to be ready that I forgot to pick up Marc. He had asked me to pick him up at Upsala Motors where he was leaving his car to be worked on on my way to work in the morning. As I pulled into the camp parking lot and saw his car missing, I wondered where he was since he's always in before we are. And then I remembered! Good thing work's only 5 minutes from Upsala...

This year instead of getting excited because I'm headed someplace cold where we might actually have a white Christmas, I'm headed to the "sunny south". Or "sunny midwest". Or "sunny southern midwest". I don't know. I'm pretty clear about where New England is. Or where the Mason Dixon line is drawn. Or where THE South truly is (especially since I have to explain my accent so much now). But the Midwest is still very obscure to me. Where does it begin? And where does it stop? Do I live in the Midwest? Or is Minnesota and Dakotas lost in their own space, somewhere between Midwest and Northwest? Maybe it all depends upon where you're standing. 

Anyhow, last night we got nearly 4 inches of snow! Wasn't expecting that, but I watched it from my window last night. It was gorgeous - one of those snows that glitters and it falls from the sky and shimmers in softness on the ground. It was a soft, powdery snow not at all good for snowball fights or snowmen, but wonderful just to gaze upon and sigh in wonder and peace. The next few days here will be in the teens to below zero. Where I'm headed it's actually above freezing during the day! I think I might need to pack my swimsuit...

Indiana. Home of...cornfields. I arrive tonight. My parents will pick me up. I think a couple of sisters might be home when I get there. Most definitely the three dogs will run to greet me. And all day long I'll hum the song from Straight No Chaser, "Indiana...that's where I'm goin'!"

Yea!


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Toys!

While doing some “research” for the Mother/Daughter retreat in April here at camp, I came across a museum I want to visit: Strong National Museum of Play in Rochester, New York. Yeah, I guess I’ve not quite grown up…

Within that museum is the National Toy Hall of Fame. Every year, one to four toys are inducted into the Hall of Fame based upon criteria including widely recognizable, well remembered, has spanned more than one generation and fosters learning and creativity. The only exceptions are toys that have changed toy design or play, even though they may not have been around for a long time or are universally liked. Intrigued, I got a book from the library about the toys in this Hall of Fame.

With Christmas only eight days away, learning about toys is perfect! When I was little, Katey and I would sit for hours with the Sears catalog and initial every item we wanted. As you can well imagine, most of the toy section was covered with M’s and K’s. Sadly, with the invention of the internet, we no longer enjoy Sears catalogs. Equally sadly, I not longer list toys on my list (except board games). But reading this book, I’ve almost considered an exception when it comes to my favorites:

1.      Etch A Sketch: I had one of these for years – nearly decades – before one of the knobs came off and we threw it away. I wasn’t very good at it by any means, but it’s a really neat toy! And when you learn how the thing actually operates, it’s enough to make you go out and buy another for old time’s sake!
2.      Wooden blocks: I had a set of these. In fact, they may still be in the attic somewhere for future grandkids to play with. Recently I saw a set advertised that came in a “puzzle”. Put the 50 blocks together and you get a map of the United States. Listed on the blocks are facts from the states: capital, bird, tree, etc. If it weren’t $100, I would have already bought it.
3.      Board games: Those in the Hall of Fame are Scrabble, Monopoly, Candy Land (the game that led me to the museum’s website), Checkers, Chess and Life. I actually own all but the game of Life (which I don’t like playing anyhow…except on the Wii). One day, though, I would like to get on Ebay and get another Candy Land just like mine…my cards are very worn out!
4.      Erector Set: I played with my dad’s for hours and hours. If I could find some old sets with the really good pieces, I wouldn’t mind having them now. I could still spend hours putting things together!
5.      Mr. Potato Head: Since he did originate from Rhode Island just like I did, we have a special bond! But nothing will ever be like my first Mr. Potato Head that looked like a grandpa next to my sister’s newer one. He even had “grandpa glasses”, which I would wear on my own face out to the grocery store and other public locations. My mother still brings that up at times…perhaps I embarrassed her just a little.


To be honest, it’s hard to choose my favorites from among the 53 toys in the Hall of Fame. I’ve owned (or possessed in the case of a stick or a box) 38 of them. And reading about them brings back lots of fond memories! And makes me wonder what I would suggest for induction into the Hall of Fame. Paperdolls? A sled? Bubbles? Winnie the Pooh?  Or my most favorite toy ever: Little People! I mean, they are the perfect toy. You can play house, school, airport, library, zoo or just about anything with them. Plus, you can put them in order of color, size, hair, freckles or no freckles…well, just ask Katey if you want to know how many ways I can sort Little People! And as much as I think the new ones are adorable, they just don’t sort as well as mine do…


What toy would you put in the Hall of Fame?

Friday, December 13, 2013

Happy 22nd Birthday, Jenny!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Below WHAT????

So, I've lived in some cold places. (And hot ones, but I try to forget that...) I have to say, though, I've never lived in a place where it is BELOW ZERO EVERYDAY FOR A WEEK!!!! But that's what it's been since last Thursday. Temps drop 20 or more below at night and rise to 3 below during the day. Okay, granted, it rose above zero Sunday and yesterday. But with the wind...well, it still feels about...well, I don't know. When it's below zero it all feels the same: COLD.

So, here is what I have learned over the past week about living in sub-zero temperatures:


  • Put a coat on EVERY TIME you go outside!
  • 20 degrees above 0 sounds like a heatwave...40 above I'll put on my swimsuit!
  • I cough every time I step outside the door.
  • Snow doesn't melt: the roads are still 90% covered and the trees still look beautiful as they sag under the weight of the snow.
  • Every morning the snow glistens off the ice covered trees...and melts nothing!
  • Except on interstates and main county roads, no sand/salt is used - nothing's going to melt anyway!
  • It gets into your bones...and takes a while to warm up.
  • Drink LOTS of hot chocolate, tea, coffee...and eat soup!
  • Drive carefully! You are driving on flattened ice and snow with very little traction.
  • Warm your car up - even if you don't plan on going anywhere that day.
  • Walk briskly with your shoulders hunched over. (Not sure that really keeps you any warmer, but for some reason everyone does it.)
  • You'd still have to pay me a million dollars (or more!) to move back to Texas.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Ice and Snow

Where I come from (sort of…), there is ice on the lakes. Maybe on the rivers. But it doesn’t happen overnight. And most rivers don’t freeze. In Minnesota, everything freezes.

I thought the guy in the truck towing his ice fishing trailer a couple of weeks ago was jumping the gun a bit. Apparently, he knows much more than I do. For just last Saturday, the tried and true Minnesotans were out in their ice fishing houses on some of the lakes. And my guess for the “Ice On” contest at work was about three weeks off. The lake at camp isn’t completely frozen, but it’s about 90%. After this weekend (we now have about 6 inches of snow with more expected tonight before temperatures drop to a high of 3 with lows at nearly 20 below for three days), it will be ready to be set up for Broom Ball.

According to people up here, the ice is right on time. It’s pretty amazing to wake up one morning and find a lake nearly frozen solid. But more amazing than that is the Great Mississippi. Before this past February, I would have said the rivers in the United States don’t freeze through much. After all, we don’t live in the Arctic and rivers and running water. Not so. When I arrived here, the Mississippi was frozen solid and people will snowmobile on it. It’s well on it’s way now, and I find it amazing when I drive near it and then over it every Sunday on my way to church. I’ve never seen a great river freeze – the flows that crash upon one another making parts of it smooth and other parts a pile up of huge shards of ice. What is even more staggering is that, in time, it will freeze perfectly smooth.


The Mississippi as it freezes over.


Meanwhile, we braved the first round of the winter storm on Monday and drove out to another camp about an hour and a half northeast of here for a two-day Staff Retreat. It snowed into the afternoon that day – the perfect wet snow for beauty and snowball fights. (Yea to Andrea and I for three successful sneak attacks!) It started up again just as we drove back to our camp yesterday late afternoon. I braved the not-very-well-plowed county roads to spend three hours at camp today so I’m ready for the last quilters to arrive tomorrow, but the snow hasn’t let up all day. And so, I now live in a Winter Wonderland!