Friday, October 16, 2015

Chicken are Coming

A few months ago, I started thinking about ways to make the land where the yellow house is located more productive. We have about 3 acres around the house and have never really done anything on it except fight cactus, cedar, and rocks. Our boys, the fire fighter and the geologist, have lived in the house since the hubby and I moved to Temple. The yard has lost it's well cared for look; and, most of the cactus and cedar are starting to reclaim the property.  It makes me a little sad to walk around the place and think about the years we spent clearing the land and making it a nice place in the country. We keep trying to get the fire fighter to buy the property, but he says, "It's too much house for me." However, I don't think he will ever move out because "That's too much trouble." So, we are faced with a problem: try to sell it in the condition it is after having 2 bachelors live in it for 7 years. Or, use what we have to make a family compound capable of sustaining life.
Hence, the chickens are coming.  It is the first step in making the place more life sustaining.  (More about that in another post.)
Anyway, the fire fighter is also the family genius and can turn any of my sketches into a reality. I drew a rough sketch of a chicken coop and he turned it into plans.


For the last two days, he has been working on the frame for the coop.

I'm excited to see how it turns out. Knowing that the fire fighter's building ethic is taken from the movie, The Money Pit, it might be a while before it is finished. But, we are off to a great start.
Updates to follow as the "...two weeks" elapse.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Quilting My Break Away

Spring break usually means cleaning out closets, working on the yard, and maybe a family camping trip. This year our break didn't line up with my grandson's break and the granddaughters were going to Arizona on vacation. The hubby had just come back from an insane trip through Winter Storm Thor to Ohio with the boys to watch Ohio State host the Big 10 wrestling championship, so he had to work this week. That meant I could quilt all week long and not be disturbed. Whoop!!!! I finished 6 baby quilts; 3 are going to a co-worker who is having triplets!! (Better her than me!) The other 3 are going into the cedar chest in case another of my young and fertile co-workers decides to have a baby. Then, I finally finished Scott's quilt! I bought the main fabric for his quilt over a year ago. It is from the American Heroes line and it has firefighter and police badges on it. I started gathering the fabric for it over the next few months and got it cut apart during Christmas break. It is pieced, quilted, and trimmed now all I have to do is get it bound. That will probably take me forever because I HATE PUTTING ON BINDING!
Here are the pictures of the the finished products!
Fabric for Scott's quilt; American Heroes...

Scott's quilt finished except or the binding...

close up of the quilting...

back of Scott's quilt...

Three Yard Baby Quilt, number 1...

Three Yard Baby Quilt number 2

Three Yard Baby Quilt number 3

Three Yard Baby Quilt Number 1-B

Three Yard Baby Quilt number 2-B

Three Yard Baby Quilt number 3-B

This is the easiest baby quilt ever! You buy 1 yard each of 3 coordinating fabrics, cut them according to the directions, switch the fabrics around to come up with 3 different views. I have made so many baby quilts using this pattern!

This is the pattern I used for Scott's quilt. I added shashing and corner stones to give it a more finished look.

The pattern came from this book. It was one that belonged to my friend Barbara. Barbara passed away a few years ago from ovarian cancer. She used to tell me that if Scott was a little younger, she would definitely be interested in dating him! 

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

What?? Teacher of the Year?!?!

I'll warn all readers at this time that this post will be painfully long; and, probably pretty boring. But, because this is supposed to be my "journal" and intended to be read by my children and grandchildren once I'm gone, I guess I have to put in the good and the bad.

I am a naturally shy and reserved person. I have never been one to seek attention and have never been competitive.  For those reasons, this process that I seem to have been sucked unwillingly into is a living nightmare!!  For about 6 years now, our district has participated in the National Teacher of the Year "Recognition" Program. Basically, it is a competition, I don't care if they do label it a recognition program. 

The process is pretty lengthy. The representative for each campus is selected from 3 candidates nominated by the sight based decision making team (SBDM for short) and then entered into the competition for district teacher of the year.  For many of the past 6 years, I was part of the SBDM team and managed to keep my name out of consideration.  I knew the amount of work that this "honor" would require, and quite frankly, didn't want to mess with it.  Unfortunately, this year my name came up for consideration and I wasn't there to squash the nomination.

As one of the 3 finalists for our campus, I initially tried to turn down the nomination. However, my principal wouldn't take no for an answer. I thought after a while that she had changed her mind because a friend of mine was also nominated, and she mentioned one day getting her invitation for the campus interview. I was overjoyed to say the least because I hadn't received the evite! I thought for sure my principal probably felt I had enough on my plate with Dad's poor health, and had decided to get someone else to take my place.

Sadly, I was completely mistaken. I happened to be in the office one afternoon to make copies of a 504 file when one of the assistant principals asked if I was there for the interview. I was confused and initially thought I was being asked to sit in on a new hire interview. I must have had a pretty blank look on my face when I asked her what interview she was talking about, because she laughed and said, "Your teacher of the year interview!" I vehemently said that I wasn't even being considered and hadn't received an invitation to an interview. She told me I was and went into the conference room to see what was going on. I was dumbfounded when she came out and said I was due to be interviewed in 15 minutes. So, I sat there in the office waiting area trying to figure out how I got stuck with this mess.

I went through the interview with my admin team, consistently saying, "This isn't me! I'm not a competitive person!" I left thinking what a mess I had made of this whole thing and pretty comfortable they would pick one of the other teachers. Unfortunately, when our weekly reminders for the week email went out a couple of weeks later, there it was in plain English; "Congratulations to our 2014-2015 Teacher of the Year representative, Gwen Searls!" I was sitting on the couch at home when I was reading it and this huge hole opened up in the pit of my stomach and I felt it sink to the very bottom of my gut.

The idea of being recognized by my peers and co-workers IS a great honor, and I do sincerely appreciate their vote of confidence. However, the district selection process is a nightmare! First, they send out a 2 page time line of the steps in the process, AND a 14 page application!! The application has 2 pages of simple fact regurgitation, but the rest of it was 2 page essay questions! What are the background, people and events that persuaded you to become a teacher?   Describe your most significant contributions and accomplishments in education. What is your teaching philosophy and how are your beliefs about teaching demonstrated in your personal teaching style ? Describe service-oriented involvement, such as volunteer work, civic and other group activities that you participate in. What do you consider to be the major issues in public education today; and, what outline possible causes, effects and resolutions? What do you do to strengthen and improve the teaching profession? What should be the basis for accountability in the teaching profession? And, my favorite question of all, "As the National Teacher of the Year, you would become a spokesperson and representative of the profession. What would be your message and what would you communicate to your profession and to the general public?" They gave me 2 weeks to get it typed, proof read, and submitted. Thank goodness I can write coherently, and that my friend, Sue, is a phenomenal editor. I got the thing typed and submitted a day early.

The next step was an initial meeting to explain the procedural process of the district and to get a head shot taken by the district photographer. Headshot??? I do NOT like having my picture taken, and, I'm in the middle of struggling to let my hair grow out! I just barely got my hair over my ears and thought, "Oh well, I don't want to win anyway, who cares what I look like." I went to the meeting, got my picture taken, and checked 2 more things of the time line list.

At the meeting, we were told to submit 5 photographs of us interacting with our students and a 30 second video of ourselves sharing our teaching philosophy. Thirty seconds is NOT enough time to share the 2 page philosophy that I agonized over for the application, so I spent the next week trying to condense it into a 30 second infomercial. Thankfully, Ron was able to come in to my room and record it for me. On a side note: I have NO business being filmed doing anything! Talk about looking and feeling awkward!!  But, it was one more thing to check off of the list.

I thought finding 5 pictures would be a breeze! I have ALWAYS taken pictures of the things my classes have done each year; and, most of them are pretty cute. However, I did NOT take pictures of myself! Imagine that??!! So, I have had a very difficult time finding 5 stupid pictures. Luckily, Ron took a few when he was here filming the movie. My selection of pictures isn't great, but I got to check off another item from the list!

The most recent thing I have had to do was schedule and attend a district level interview. We were asked to sign up at the procedural meeting, and I was lucky enough to get the first time slot. The interview was this morning and it wasn't bad; just typical questions asked by a panel of district personnel. I knew a few of them by name and through work experience, so that helped. However, before I went into the interview, I had to complete a writing assignment - in 30 minutes! As you can probably tell, I don't have trouble writing; I have trouble STOPPING the writing. I wrote right up to the 30 minute deadline. Unfortunately, the last paragraph was crap; but, what's done is done. Another thing off the list; check!!

So now, the only remaining hurdles in this exhausting process are an unannounced classroom observation by someone from the district sometime between February 23 and March 27, and to attend the New Teacher Induction Success Celebration on May 5th and The Excellence in Teaching Showcase on May 21st. That that will be when all the campus nominees and their admin teams meet with family and friends to be recognized. It is also when they will announce the district Teacher of the Year. (Please, God, don't let it be me??? That leads to the Regional competition!!!!)

Sounds like that's not too bad, right? Oh, no! The agony isn't over yet!! I have to build a 4 foot wide display for the Excellence in Teaching Showcase to represent my philosophy and teaching style. What??? Maybe I'll get my son-in-law Edward to build it. He got a pretty good grade on Seth's solar system model.


Sunday, January 4, 2015

It's Great to be Eight!

This post is for you, Maggie Lyn Gutierrez!



Maggie Lyn's baptism was held on Saturday afternoon.  It is a day she has looked forward to all year! Throughout this year, we have all watched her strive to live the gospel daily.  She reads her scriptures. She says her prayers.  She is a good example to her sister. She tries hard to do the things her parents expect her to do. She is an excellent student in school. And, she is a wonderful granddaughter and great-granddaughter. She has been sharing her testimony on Fast Sunday and today was the first time she did it as an actual member of the church.


Maggie looked beautiful on her special day. She wore the same dress that her mommy wore when she was baptized and that made it even more special.  We were so proud of Maggie and her decision to be baptized and become a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.



Her baptism was shared with 4 other children from our ward, and was well attended by many of our members. From our family, we had Mimi, Mommy, Daddy, Sophie, Uncle Scott, Uncle Eddie, Aunt B, and Seth.  Poppy and Uncle Ryan couldn't come because they were in Ohio for Grandpa Charles' funeral.  They were sad to miss this important event.  We also had many good friends that came to celebrate this special day with her. 


We love you, Maggie Lyn, and know you will continue to learn all you can about our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. We are excited for the many wonderful things that will continue to happen throughout your life. 


Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Sixty Years

This has been a tough year. About this time last year, Mom was finally starting to get better after having been in and out of the hospital. During the time she was ill, I had noticed that the right side of Dad's face was a little droopy and his eye wouldn't close all the way when he blinked. Mom took him to the doctor and they diagnosed him with Bells palsy. Unfortunately, that initial diagnosis was incorrect and it wasn't until the ophthalmologist referred him to ENT that they discovered he had a cancerous tumor in his parotid gland. Due to Dad's poor health he was never a candidate for surgery or chemo. So, they tried radiation therapy. Sadly, the cancer returned and Dad's care was turned over to Hospice.
Most of the time, Dad is relatively comfortable and is still able to take care of his basic physical needs. The Hospice services give Mom added support and a nurse makes weekly visits to monitor Dad's health. We do not know how much longer we will have him with us; but, we cherish each week that he remains. I hate to see him in such pain; and, watching the cancerous tumor ravage his body makes us all feel very helpless. He isn't able to read because the tumor makes it impossible to wear his glasses. That also makes it impossible for him to carve. Television makes him fall asleep, so he spends his time shelling pecans. Leslie sent out a request to the members of the ward and they have kept Dad well stocked with pecans.  We visit him on a regular basis, help Mom as much as we can, and enjoy the time we have with him.
Luckily, we were able to celebrate one of the most important milestones in their lives.
Yesterday evening, we were able to recognize and honor Mom and Dad's 60th wedding anniversary.  My brothers and their wives all attended, as did the Texas grand and great grand-children. Having visits from family cheers Dad and lifts his spirits more than anything else. When family stops by, we see the old familiar wise-cracking man that raised us to be good, honest, hard working adults. We all hope that our lives serve as examples of the valuable life lessons that he has taught us.
I was hesitant to take many pictures of Dad because I didn't know how the relatives living so far away would react to seeing his tumor. But, I couldn't NOT take any. Below are some simple photographs randomly snapped throughout the evening. I was thrilled to see that everyone's face was filled with happiness and gratitude for this gift of spending this precious evening with them.
Ron and I got together with our kids to clean up Mom and Dad's workshop so that we could have dinner at home. That way Dad could go inside when he was tired. He managed to spend the entire evening with us. We only caught him napping in his recliner once.
It was great to have the grand and great grand kids there. They don't even seem to notice Dad's tumor. Usually, kids are so blunt! I guess my grands have just gotten used to seeing him the way he is.
Everyone loved seeing Mom's quilts hanging on the walls. She has made so many that she has lost track of them! I hope someday I can catch up with her!
We used the catering service of Rudy's BBQ. Their food was delicious; but, of course Mom had to make extra because she was afraid we wouldn't have enough food.
There was plenty of room in the shop and it was easy for family to take the opportunity to visit with one another.  We were so thankful for Bob's wife, Kathy. She brought anniversary decorations to make it even more special.
During the meal, Dad suggest we go next door and ask their neighbor, Julia to join us. Her husband was recently admitted to the VA nursing center for long term care. She was so appreciative of being included. Her children all live out of town and she is probably pretty lonely.
The grandkids loved having some cousins and new friends to meet and hang out with.
Leslie was especially emotional. She had lost one of her patients today. A little baby about the age of 8 months that she had been working on swallowing with. It was a pretty emotional day for her.
My brother, Bob, had also recently suffered a stroke. He was wearing a patch over one eye because his vision is still not clear. What a roller coaster of emotions we all felt!
The cute little red-heads are the twin daughters of Ryan's girlfriend, Jaimie. They are simply adorable!
We got to meet her and the girls for the first time this evening. It was a pleasant surprise! I had a feeling he would bring them because the only person that Ryan had talked to about them was my Dad. It's wonderful how close he has grown to his grandfather.
We are so lucky the weather was pleasant. That was the one worry Mom seemed to have, so I'm glad it turned out to be so nice. My sister-in-law, Kathy Jane said it feels like summer in Kentucky!
I'm so thankful for these three sweethearts! Between the three of them, they cleaned, decorated, set up food, served, and cleared away everything. They are wonderful!
Kathy Lee brought a beautiful cake to celebrate. I'm so glad she did! As soon as Dad finished his meal, he started asking for dessert!
Dad was so silly when he saw the recliner sitting in the corner. He asked where it had come from. We had moved it from their porch and I guess he didn't recognize it.
Thankfully, it made it so much more comfortable for him to spend the evening with us.
The evening was filled with random pictures, laughter, hugs, and smiles.  Enjoy the event vicariously through the remaining pictures.