Ten Years Gone

Dishwasher

Ten years you served...

Today, I serve you.

Breanna's Room

Ten years I nag...

Today, you are clean (thank you sweetie :)

Closet Door

Ten years I have adorned you with Christmas greetings...

Thank you to everyone who continues to make this possible.

Love you all-

Happy New Year~

2010

Goodbye, year.

I will miss your snow...

I will miss your spring...

I will miss all the joys

and every good thing that you bring.

I hope you have taught me well...

Through each experience and trial you sent my way.

I pray that I listened and learned

And made the most of each and every day.

If the next year to come

were just as the last

May I then take it upon myself

to grow as in years past.

Where the Sidewalk Ends

The Smallest Gift

The small present under the tree

said it all

we are Yours and have no gift worthy of Your love

take us instead

and transform us into a true reflection of Your love.

A blessed Christmas to everyone~

The Desert

Studying

Not studying...

Studying...sort of.

Christmas Program at North American Martyrs



Family Band - Year Eight

Business as usual.

Same music.

Same saxaphone.

Brittle pads rattling...

Warbling low C...

Bleeding gums after but a few minutes of play.

Christmas 2006

If we don't play...

Who will?

Family Band - Year Two

(Correction...Year One was actually Year Two, as I recall playing with John for Grandma Mille and Grandpa Richard a year or two earlier...but no pictures survive...so its kind of like a Star Wars prequal kind of thing)

The indulgence of the times brought with it a much larger band.

A percussion section...

A full range of horns (okay...2)

And a few cute faces to detract from the aging players.

Practice?  Yeah...once.

Passion?  You bet...anything for our beloved grandmother.

Heck...we even had real music this time.

Christmas 2000

Times sure have changed.

People come...people go.

Let's just remember the real reason we do this each year.

Family Band - Year One

I'll be the first to admit it:

I needed a shave...and a good hair-cut too.

Probably could have used a decent outfit as well.

Folding chairs, hand-scrawled music, and a couple of broken reeds were all we had.

Practice?  You bet.

Passion to play?  Not a doubt.

Christmas, 1992

What have we lost...a few years?  A few listeners?

Maybe the band...

Love you guys~

Lights

Sunday

Reece's Christmas Program at Rosemont Church

 He truly stole the show with his "sleeping" act...

Friday

Another Nebraska sunset for the books...

Saturday

Watching Mike play with toy trains...

 "Playing" trains is exhausting work...

Cold, snowy evening in downtown Lincoln.

Absolutely beautiful.

Guess snow isn't so bad afterall...



Markerboard Art

courtesy of Madison :)

Prize to whomever guesses the subject first...

Blind Willie McTell

Submitted my application to consolidate my student loans today.

With that, comes good news:

I may actually pay off my education before I retire!!!

God bless America and the American dream...

But who am I to complain?

No one can sing the blues quite like Blind Willie McTell...