Saturday, December 26, 2015

School's Out. Granny Nanny Day Care Time.


Before Christmas, I took Charlotte and Ben to Bounce U, an indoor inflatables park. Something they hadn't done since school began. Ben's suggestion. I thought it was a wonderful idea with school out. All the jumping would wear them out.

We ate lunch at Subway first, because the open bounce session didn't start for an hour. That also meant ice cream, because it was there. You don't ever pass up ice cream if you are a kid. (Me either.)


A boy and a girl playing with an oversized tether ball inflatable.
Bristol and Ben Inside the Tether Ball Inflatable
This inflatable is an upgrade to the old tether-ball game. The large ball shape hangs on a rope in the center, so there's no pole. The players stand on large inflated cylinders. They swing the big ball from person to person and try to knock each other off their pedestal. It's a big favorite, usually filled with players on a busy day.



With the school out for a few weeks, family entertainment centers are overrun with children. The benefit at is only the children have to pay.


Many adults watching children play on the gigantic inflatables.
Family Members Watching Their Children Play




Most adults don't play. They stare at their phone or supervise. But sometimes they bounce. Especially when attendance is low. 



Boy sliding down a gigantic inflatable indoor slide.
Ben Bouncing Down An Inflatable Slide




Besides jumping and bouncing, each bay has a huge inflatable slide. 

Ben likes to bump as he goes down. I was lucky to get a clear picture. Part of my job as a Granny Nanny.

Ben and Charlotte are not camera shy. Probably from the many Grannys they have, all taking photos. Thankfully my camera has an automatic repeat, or I would only have fuzzy photos of their bouncing and sliding.

Ben and Charlotte bounced their way to flushed faces and touchable joy.  The photos only show part of their glee in this Granny Nanny Day Care Time.  


More Merry Christmas

Back from the family holiday. What a wonderful time! Family and friends coming in and going out. Those present changing in rotation. Thankfully road crews had done an excellent job removing the surprise 7 inches snow from the streets.

While many food items simmered and slow cooked, giving the atmosphere a cozy feel, we played a new-to-me game, Cards Against Humanity. A party game where players complete fill-in-the-blank phrases chosen from a selection of other mature-content cards. Perhaps it could have been played to win, but the family fun was the interaction around the game. It was also an education. Some phrases, if they weren't intended to be ridiculous, used terms that were unfamiliar. I googled some to make sure I had it right.

Ben and Charlotte played with some of Santa's presents until the food was ready. Besides the tasty traditional treats, there were some new recipes. A spicy cranberry chutney, my new favorite food item, gave zest to the moist turkey.

After dinner and finishing the card game, it was time to open gifts. Everyone received something, with Ben and Charlotte receiving a nice haul.


Desert and coffee finished the heart-warming day of good cheer. I had a great sufficiency of Christmas food, fun, friends and family.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas 2015

Merry Christmas to you all. Hope you enjoy the holiday's giving spirit and it finds you sharing with others.

I am blessed to be with Charlotte, Ben and a dozen more for feast, good cheer, and the great present reveal.

For you Create Me 365 followers, I wish you each the best of friends, family, and festivities.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Throwback Thursday Photo Christmas 1954

With Throwback Thursday Christmas Eve, I went hunting for a photo of myself to post. It took some time because I have heaps of old photos. But, I found this...


Photo of girl 8 years old, with Christmas tree, holding a fur muff.
1954 Christmas Photo

This was taken in 1954. Yes, I remember it well. I'm wearing my new Christmas red robe with the bunny on the pocket. A traditional present for kids in my family. Probably a way have more to open and still be useful later. Mom had many tricks like that.

The wonderful, cuddly rabbit fur muff was a present I was proud to get. It was so snuggly soft. Now, I don't remember if it was from my parents or Santa. 

You can tell, the tree is real, because of its barren appearance. That didn't reduce the Christmas spirit it exuded. Or the pleasure we had putting it up. 

Mom did my haircuts. "I wasn't old enough to go to the beauty shop." Or so she said. I'm about 8 years old. Dorky hair must have been in style; I didn't question the chopped bangs. I wanted beautiful long hair.

Cairn Terrier dog on table with stacks of photos.
Pippa with photos.
I went through hundreds of photos to find this one for Christmas Throwback Thursday. (I have more in my stash to sort. I think they multiply when I'm not looking.) Being the youngest in my generation by 14 years, means I inherited tons of photos. I received pictures collected by my parents. Those they took and many they received. I have photos passed on from both by brothers. Then I have my own unsorted, double-print collection, as well. 

I'm not the great organizer my best friends are. They went through all their life's photos and scanned them to computer flash drives. Each drive was labeled by decade. They made a set for each of their children and one for themselves. A lot of work, to be sure. Also, a private, personal celebration of life and good times remembered through old photos.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Throwback Thursday Calligraphy and Illumination 2008

Here's a picture from 2008 for Throwback Thursday. It's an award I did with calligraphy and illlumination for an SCA friend, Luciana. (You know, that's the Society for Creative Anachronism). Luci received a Laurel for all the amazing Renaissance and medieval clothing she researched and made.

The whole story is...Luciana received the actual award many years earlier, but not the thing. (In the SCA, we call it a "scroll".) A mutual friend finagled me into making this and even getting it given to her in court. It made it a big deal for her again. 

Because this award is so high in the SCA, I painted it on real vellum with gold leaf. It's done in a 1600s rich book style. The empty space is left for signatures.

Unfortunately, Luci passed away a couple of years after she received this. She is so missed by all who knew her, especially her friends in Calontir.


Monday, December 14, 2015

My Anti-rant Rant

I regularly watch the morning news shows, both local and national. They get me motivated and moving. One thing I've noticed, they label a happening as "breaking news". Many times, it's the same story the night news person described, edited to sound different. To be "New, Over Night" shouldn't there be a noticeable additional fact? Some additional detail, not previous information rephrased?

Any topic I choose has a version. The weather forecaster makes the perfect weather an impassioned headline. Foodies describe every recipe as divine mouthwatering fare. A home improvement project is the cheapest, easiest remodel satisfying my home's need.


My sad-looking loved dog, Rambo
Charities widely post pictures of their moving needy plights. The saddest animals, children, and plants highlight lengthy commercial breaks. The ads, themselves, commonly rousing product buzz. 

I won't even go into politics, religion or sex.

These overwhelming superlatives tire my thinking, numbing it. To appreciate subtle beauty requires more conscious effort for me. Today it's called, "mindfulness". (That's an unjudgemental sensibility or regard for subtle details and routine ritual.) While it has ancient beginnings, it's a popular movement. Senior's have noticed.   

My point is not to promote a widening movement. It is a plea for solitude in media presentations. Space to allow my brain to catch up, to fully take in information and incidents. Not everything is worth a superlative. Calm and simple are beneficial, too.

What are your ways to calm? I invite you to leave a comment about one way you reduce bluster and bombast, whenever you come upon this post. It will be beneficial to me and to more. 

Sunday, December 13, 2015

Shopping and Merriment at Kris Kinder

Merchants in the Great Hall.
  
Kris Kinder is the yearly winter holiday shopping extravaganza for Calontir's pre-1700s reenactors in Midwest, USA.  Bursting with quality handcrafted toys, attire, jewelry, camp gear, edibles, weapons, and armor tempting money out of 600 attendees' pockets. Yesterday, I was one who was lured by its enticements. 


Norse-age women showing off their spunky holiday hats.
Kris Kinder readily offers more than shopping. (Great! Because I always wish I had more to spend.) There are enticing classes, award-making meetings, food, and story-telling. (Sorry, no photos to show.) Through all this there is time for fun, friendship, and connections. 













The finale is an assembly or court. It mingles serious accolades, compelling announcements, and cockeyed buffoonery.




While court ends the day's formal activities, with many (including me) traveling long distances home. Others go to a private, closer home for a post-event-revel. There they sing Calontir traditional folk-style songs, tell bardic stories, exchange beverage and party on through the night.



Saturday, December 12, 2015

A 50th Anniversary Bash. How could it be?

I can't believe my best friends celebrated their 50th Anniversary. It's not possible! I was in their wedding. How could that be that long?

We double dated before we all got married. Road motorcycles together. SCUBA dived. Saw drive in movies together. Parked. That was the '60s.

We have woven in and out of each others lives over those many years. Raised kids. Lived lives. Then, I moved a few hours away, eventually slowing our visits to a standstill. 

Being with them again, felt like the eight years I missed had not happened. In fact, because the long absence occurred, we spent hours sharing things we each missed. New or renewed hobbies and pets, new houses, kids, grandkids, travels, family deaths, and our illnesses. (Seniors talk a lot about health issues.) We talked constantly, for the few days I was there.

The finale was the Open House their kids gave. So many pictures of passing years. Even more, stories to share. I knew many of their family and friends. It was good to see them all again. Their kids pulled a fast one, completely surprised them, sneaking in new friends they made while snow-birding in South Padre Island. 

This visit for my friends 50th was extraordinary, not just because of the celebration. For me, it was about the wonderful reconnection. Being so warmly welcomed, again. Sure, in heart, it won't be the last.