Oct 22, 2009

Quilting Fun!

Bonnie and I went to the Spokane Quilt Show. I didn't know these events were so expensive. How much fun it was, though, to visit about every quilt show in the state in one room. Well, actually three big rooms. This was where all my money went. Now I need more time to sew it all together!
Part of my purpose was to find some material to back a baby quilt and a larger quilt. Eventually it was all found. Do you think the brown polka dots match this wild quilt? Is it too wild for a baby quilt?

The third fun part of the day, behind visiting with Bonnie and spending money, was viewing lots and lots of quilts from other people. This one above shows a quilt I have no desire to make. Those little squares are like a quarter inch square. Who cuts those squares?

This is a picture dedicated to my children. For Nick, Whitni and Marissa, and Lindsea and Travis. See I can hold the camera out and almost get us both in the shot. Happy quilting everyone!

Oct 5, 2009

Stehekin Fun

It's hard to find anything to post about these days. I don't think coming home from school everyday to correct papers and sew a little creates enough excitement to write about. I did find some pictures of our trip to Stehekin I never did post. I guess once my girls stole my pictures I forgot about it. (Steal away girls!)We took Doug's boat up for the day to the end of the lake, the only way one can get there is by foot, boat or plane. We took the obligatory picture once we got there. See they can smile and pose without goofiness.Well, maybe not. Marissa claims she always is in front. The battle began.We bought some beautiful pastries from the bakery, a great place to eat! The girls all sat on the bench on the same side. Physics lesson: Can you see where I am going here? Girls were okayPastries, they didn't handle the flying as well. That didn't stop us though. The bees drove us back in the building where the girls were very careful where they sat. Stehekin greenness.

Rainbow Falls. Always worth a stop.
Again some serious posing.
You've got to love the patience of whoever climbed out there to create the design.
It was a great day spent together before all the kids left.

A fun day with good company.

Sep 23, 2009

Rissa Rae

Twenty-two years ago a force of energy was born to Dale and RaeAnne. She came into the world on her own time, late. But when she decided to come she came - without the doctor but her dad to steer her into the world.This has always been a favorite picture of mine. It shows her impishness mixed with lots of sweetness.Marissa has always been full of energy. When little she used to stomp one of her feet really quickly. It was cute to watch. Therefore, Thumper became a nickname.She loves "doing" and always with a smile on her face.She's very fashionable. She cleans up well.Marissa likes to be with people. I believe I can honestly say that family would be her top picks to sleep outside with her, go to concerts, and hang out with. But she must do it with someone, she can't do anything alone.
She especially loved being with the older cousins. I believe you see Marissa, Jocelyn, Lindsea, Juliana, and Kellie looking their best.
She loves to have fun, and she loves to be the center of the fun. We tease her that her initials are ME, as in all about me-Marissa. But I know she gives way more to those around her.
Looking through her pictures I don't think I saw a single frown or mad face (not sure I can say that about her siblings).

Volleyball, basketball, track and softball were lots of fun to watch. She gave it all, just as she gives her relationships.She also gave it all to her love of pigs when she was younger. We couldn't feed her any pork product. The fair took away that love with the day to day care of the breeder pig she had.
One of my favorite pics. She has beautiful curls! I love when she leaves them in and doesn't spend time taking them out with a straightener.Happy Birthday my sweet Rissa. Thanks for all the memories, the laughs, the loud stories, the talks, the wild games, the example of responsibility and just for being you. I love you!!!!!

Sep 14, 2009

Well of course he is nice!

I received a phone call waking me up from an almost nap. Charlene Shively had called to ask about a relative of mine. She receives the Chelan paper (I think, remember I was almost asleep) and happened upon a "Jeff" England. She wondered whose son he was. She also went on to say that she had visited with a friend who had met Jeffrey. Her friend remarked at how nice Jeffrey was. Charlene told me, "Well of course he is nice. He is an England. You wouldn't expect anything else from relatives coming from Helen and Leo."
Jeffrey England, DPT, of Manson returns home as new hospital physical therapistSep 1, 2009


I have been thinking a lot lately on people who change your life for good. Helen and Leo definitely have done that for me. Here's a short tribute to two great people who I believe exemplified being nice.












Aug 28, 2009

Grammy's Visit

Hi fellow bloggers, welcome to a post all about me, Rock England.
This is my mommy and daddy. They are wonderful and treat me really well.

Grammy wanted everyone to know how extremely long my eyelashes are. Yes, they are real. Mommy does not apply fake ones.

Grammy says I am the cutest little kid around. A good smile her way and I can get just about anything I want.
I was a little embarrassed having Grammy watch me in the tub, but she just can't seem to get enough of me.
Being outside is one of my favorite things to do. All I had to do was grab Grammy's shoes and she would take me outside.
Daddy joined in the fun so I showed Grammy all that daddy has taught me.
Daddy and I love playing a game of golf. I swing as fast as I can in a crazy manner. It's more fun that way.
Don't you just love being outside? I sure do.

My toes show how much fun we had outside. Grammy loves watching my toes.

I gave Grammy this beautiful picture of me. I don't want her to forget who I am.

Thanks for taking time to hear about my Grammy's visit at my house. I'm tired, but probably not as exhausted as Grammy. She tried to keep up with me, but she was too slow.