Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Congratulations President Obama!

I’ll be really honest. I had no idea what time the inauguration was today. I was lucky enough to have left NPR on the radio last night and so when I got into the car this morning, the inauguration ceremony was about to begin. When I got to work, first I called Jon to ask him to DVR the inauguration and then I listened in awe on the radio with my earphones on. I absolutely love this speech. I’ve heard several people try to pick it apart, saying that it didn’t ‘sing’, or there wasn’t a defining catch phrase (i.e.: Ask not what your country can do for you…), but I don’t care, I still loved it. I love that our new president can actually SPEAK, clearly and with surgical precision. I love that his inauguration address was to the point, clear to understand, and touched on our nation’s current crisis with an ominous clarity, but also with soaring hope. And, that, I believe, is what we all want most out of this new administration, hope and…understanding. I am happy that we now have a president that understands our struggles and our fear and is willing to work hard WITH us, rather than just try to put a band aid over a bleeding wound, hoping it will make it for awhile.
I also can’t wait to talk with the kids about this all tonight. They are a little too young to understand it’s significance, true, but perhaps some little piece of my pride in the direction we are now headed will come through and stay with them.
Congratulations President Obama. I am very excited to have you lead our country!
I have included the copy of the President’s inaugural address, mostly so I can read it again and again. I highlighted the portions that truly touched me.



My fellow citizens:
I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.
Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often, the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.
So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.
These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land -- a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.
Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America: They will be met.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn-out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the fainthearted -- for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things -- some celebrated, but more often men and women obscure in their labor -- who have carried us up the long, rugged path toward prosperity and freedom.
For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.
For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.
For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.
Time and again, these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.
This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions -- that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act -- not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions -- who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them -- that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works -- whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account -- to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day -- because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.
Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control -- and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart -- not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.
As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort -- even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers.
We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West: Know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.
As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment -- a moment that will define a generation -- it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.
For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends -- hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism -- these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility -- a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world; duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
This is the price and the promise of citizenship.
This is the source of our confidence -- the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.
This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed -- why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive... that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."
America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested, we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back, nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

My Thoughts are with You, Edie...

We love you and hope you are feeling better very soon.
Take your time to recover and know that
we are thinking about you!

Our Sweet (and sometimes maddening) Dogs...








We've had Logan, our white Labrador, since April of 2001, and we 'rescued' Clay, our Boxer, in January 2002. We've had them both since they were small puppies and they have been inseparable.

Random Pictures from December...

Our Christmas tree...
The Bluebird of Happiness is flying with me...
An ornament I made when I was a little girl...
What I am praying for in 2009...

Merry Christmas! Ha ha ha ha ha!

Ok, I'm totally late in getting this up, but I am trying to keep it all in order, so I'm getting caught up little by little.
Christmas this year was amazing!
I love sitting back and watching the kids open their gifts from Santa. The absolute joy registering on their faces when they unearth each gift from it's wrapping paper fills me with little reminders to REMEMBER THIS! Remember the joy and the magic that they are experiencing, not only in opening gifts, but also just experiencing all the jolly happenings.
As for me, Santa was VERY good to me this year. I got many things that I wanted, at the top of that list was my new Nikon D40. I love love love it so much. I am amazed at the difference in the photos. I had a awesome point and shoot before, don't get me wrong. And, I will be holding onto that to keep in my purse for those spur of the moment needs. But, my D40 is just such a huge step forward. Trust me, you'll see the difference in my phtos soon.
This is the way we found Joci Christmas morning. She had not opened anything, but boy did she look like the cat that ate the canary!
Unfortunately, I lost all the photos that I took with the new camera because I made a total goof in setting up the camera. I lost all the photos I took with my parents and the great time we had at their house.
I hope you all had an amazing Christmas and that your year is full of peace, health, and happiness.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Being More Hospitable

Monday on my drive home I was listening to NPR. They have a segment called “This I Believe”, maybe you’ve heard it before? It features the general public reading their own story about what they are passionate about. On Monday there was a man, Jim Haynes, who lives in Paris after traveling most of his life and each Sunday he hosts a dinner in his home that anyone can come to. Yes, I mean anyone. He was very passionate about his story and it really reminds me a lot of my parents and how I am trying to be more hospitable in all aspects of my life. I grew up in a house that loved to entertain. My parents would often have friends and family over for dinner parties filled with laughter and good food. I have always admired their attitude that there is more than enough food for anyone that would like to come for dinner, whether by last minute invitation or for a long planned for event. Now that I have been trying to adapt that attitude towards more areas of my life, I often look to a favorite blog with the same kind outlook. If you’d like to follow a great blog go see 4 Reluctant Entertainers. You can find the hostess, Sandy, here… http://www.reluctantentertainer.com/.

I have attached Jim Haynes Story to this blog along with the links. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and that his story and Sandy’s blog will inspire you to squeeze a little more hospitality into your life.


http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=99172304&ps=cprs

Every week for the past 30 years, I've hosted a Sunday dinner in my home in Paris. People, including total strangers, call or e-mail to book a spot. I hold the salon in my atelier, which used to be a sculpture studio. The first 50 or 60 people who call may come, and twice that many when the weather is nice and we can overflow into the garden.
Every Sunday a different friend prepares a feast. Last week it was a philosophy student from Lisbon, and next week a dear friend from London will cook.
People from all corners of the world come to break bread together, to meet, to talk, connect and often become friends. All ages, nationalities, races, professions gather here, and since there is no organized seating, the opportunity for mingling couldn't be better. I love the randomness.
I believe in introducing people to people.
I have a good memory, so each week I make a point to remember everyone's name on the guest list and where they're from and what they do, so I can introduce them to each other, effortlessly. If I had my way, I would introduce everyone in the whole world to each other.
People are most important in my life. Many travelers go to see things like the Tower of London, the Statue of Liberty, the Eiffel Tower and so on. I travel to see friends, even — or especially — those I've never met.
In the late '80s, I edited a series of guidebooks to nine Eastern European countries and Russia. There were no sights to see, no shops or museum to visit; instead, each book contained about 1,000 short biographies of people who would be willing to welcome travelers in their cities. Hundreds of friendships evolved from these encounters, including marriages and babies.
This same can be said for my Sunday salon. At a recent dinner, a 6-year-old girl from Bosnia spent the entire evening glued to an 8-year-old boy from Estonia. Their parents were surprised, and pleased, by this immediate friendship.
There is always a collection of people from all over the globe. Most of them speak English, at least as a second language. Recently a dinner featured a typical mix: a Dutch political cartoonist, a beautiful painter from Norway, a truck driver from Arizona, a bookseller from Atlanta, a newspaper editor from Sydney, students from all over, and traveling retirees.
I have long believed that it is unnecessary to understand others, individuals or nationalities; one must, at the very least, simply tolerate others. Tolerance can lead to respect and, finally, to love. No one can ever really understand anyone else, but you can love them or at least accept them.
Like Tom Paine, I am a world citizen. All human history is mine. My roots cover the earth.
I believe we should know each other. After all, our lives are all connected.
OK, now come and dine.
Independently produced for All Things Considered by Jay Allison and Dan Gediman, with John Gregory and Viki Merrick.


“Tolerance can lead to respect,and, finally, to love. No one can ever really understand anyone else, but you can love them or at least accept them.” -Jim Haynes


http://www.jim-haynes.com/contact/index.php

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Joe's Birthday Dinner

My baby boy is now five. I just cannot believe it. Joe has grown so much this last year. This next year he will be starting Kindergarten. Right now Joe is absolutely obsessed with Pokemon. He’s still such a sweet boy, very loving and caring, and willing to give me lots of hugs and kisses. And, that’s a good thing since it will just kill me when he won’t want to nuggle anymore. He’s a really awesome big brother, although he is starting to be annoyed by Jocelyn getting after him more and more. However, if anything happens to her, he breaks into the uber-caregiver role that he’s so great at. Joe tells me all the time that he wants to be a baby doctor. I can totally see him in the role, he’d be great at that! He is as sentimental as Jon and as touchy-feely as me. Joe likes to make cards and drawings for his friends and family and is so very generous with everything. He is doing so much better in football this season and is still as fast as fast can be.

We had his Birthday dinner at Grimaldi’s right after we visited with Santa. We all met Grandma and Grandpa at the restaurant and Joe got to open his presents from us during dinner. He ate lots and lots of pizza and picked out an oreo cookie cheesecake for dessert. It was so much fun as his Mom to watch him really enjoy his Birthday.

Get a Massage!

Right now I feel like the luckiest lucky person on the planet. The company that I work for has an amazing employee wellness department that offers massages at a very discounted rate. Whenever a time becomes available, I try to make an appt. I just came back from having a chair massage and I feel so much better. I know that many people believe that a massage is a luxury that cannot be indulged. I am very aware that I am fortunate enough to be able to afford them at my will. My plea to you, though, is to try and have a massage sometimes soon. Call around and find a great masseuse that you can afford. Many people find luck visiting the massage colleges. If you’re like me your back and shoulders are a road map of your stress. A massage is the best way to push that stress right out of your body. When I am having a massage I try to imagine that the masseuse is literally pushing all that negative energy out of me, replacing it with a beautifully pink, healthy, healing light that my muscles with thrive on for days, maybe weeks.

If you haven’t had a massage for awhile, or, gasp, never, please take my word for it, it is absolutely worth every penny you could spend.

Monday, January 12, 2009

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Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don't matter
and those who matter don't mind.
- Dr. Seuss

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Thanks for Visiting Uncle Chris!

Even though Christopher's visit was short, it was a very special time for all of us. He was so gracious, kind, and giving. The kids were so happy to have him visit, and he showered them with attention and love, and I loved watching them connect. For me, I felt my heart swell with pride in having him here and part of our family. I'm so happy that he is doing so well in his life, and with his work. He is the ultimate representative of our country with his service to our country in the Army. We don't often get to see or talk to him, so a visit from Chris was such a special treat. I hope he had as good a time as we did.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Happy Birthday Joe!

Well, I am really, really behind on my blog. I have several entries to do, so check back often to catch em all.

First up is Joe's birthday. We had it on the 6th of December, a couple of weeks before his actual birthday. This helps spread out the time between the kids' birthday, Dad's birthday, and Christmas.

Since Joe is really into Pokemon right now, I made his invitations to look like a Pokemon card with him as the pokemon character. He invited his friends from daycare and also from football.
We ordered some pizza and served them on Pokemon plates. Afterwards, the kids piled into the jump house that Grandma and Grandpa bought the kids for their birthdays. Jon threw a bunch of balloons in and let the kids pop them using their bottoms...it was pretty funny watching the littlest ones trying so hard to pop them. Joci had the most fun in the bounce house...
Joe really enjoyed his cake, too, it was shaped like a Poke ball.
Of course the best part, for the kids, is opening the presents. Our friends and family were so generous, Joe really made out pretty well!


Later that night we built a fire in the fire pit. The kids really love to do that. Joe and Edie really hammed it up for the camera.
The the kids went inside and Uncle Chris played with them. It was so cute to see how well the kids took to him.



The Birthday Boy was very excited to get so much Pokemon stuff. Zubat, in Joe's left hand, is his favorite character.