
Had to get a Heather and me photo, of course.
It was fun to see her this time and not have to rush from one place to the other. Got a chance to just relax, eat and talk, and then off she went. Have a safe flight, Heath.
You have been set apart as holy to the Lord your God, and he has chosen you from all the nations of the earth to be his own special treasure. Deuteronomy 14:2 (NLT)

Had to get a Heather and me photo, of course.
It was fun to see her this time and not have to rush from one place to the other. Got a chance to just relax, eat and talk, and then off she went. Have a safe flight, Heath.

Dan looking towards the Queen Mary.
Dan and Liz - I had to force them to do this. :) Not really.
Of course, we had to have our own pic taken.
Heading back to our car, I heard a lot of birds singing up a storm and noticed the pipes were dwelling places for sparrows and their kids (notice the nests around the pipes?).
On our way home we heard a loud POP and weren't sure what it was, but all of a sudden the van just turned off by itself. We were able to start it up again and pull into a parking lot and Dan discovered the serpentine belt popped off. AAA to the rescue!!! The van is now in the driveway ready to be fixed tomorrow.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY DAN. (there are just a couple more pics on my facebook page.)
Lisa came by train on Friday. I picked her up from the station after getting through all that LA traffic. We stopped for lunch at Taco Bell before we got to the house. After Dan got home, she took us to dinner at CPK and then we went hunting for a Baskin-Robbins. One of her traditions is to have Baseball Nut ice cream from B-R when it came out for the summer. And, lo and behold, THEY HAD BASEBALL NUT!!! Lisa was like a kid. I got Pralines 'n' Cream and we finished them up. I took her to LAX the next morning by way of Starbucks and she was off to her conference in San Antonio. Fun to see her and catch up. I love this part of my life in Redondo Beach.

With her favorite bear - that I HANDMADE. We lost it soon after - don't know what ever happened to it. And then thinking of what to write.
Fun times with Grandpa. He loved his grandkids so much. And they all miss him still. I think the pictures speak for themselves.
Just a couple of fun pictures with her sister. She liked to entertain Danielle.
Our little grad of 2001. Notice on her letterman jacket: Philippians 4:13. She got the spirit award because she went to every game, dressed to the hilt in Tiger gear (including ears), cheering her teams on. I can't find the picture with her in her gear, but the picture of her with the Tiger was cool (McLain's Photography). And then she graduates and has a shared graduation party with her best friend, Sheryl (since they were itty bitty).


And then she finds the man of her dreams. Here's a fun moment with her dad. Then she's under two arches: Ken and Gregg and the PURPLE balloons. And the rest is history.


It is so nice to be able to live near them now. She is finishing her Master's at Long Beach State University - Speech and Language Pathology. And Gregg continues to work as an architect and, I believe, applying for his license. Very proud of these two.
Then we had another friend, Debby, drop by as she was heading back to Bakersfield. Had a nice chat and caught up with her and what she was doing and then she left after a couple of hours.
And THEN, Rachel was heading out of LAX to Ethiopia and wasn't sure how she was going to get there...if she was going to come the night before or just try to get a ride VERY early in the morning. So, I let her know she was welcome to stay with us and I would drive her to the airport. So, her sister, Rose, drove her down from Santa Barbara, I made dinner - let me stress that...I MADE DINNER (for those of you who know me, I don't like to cook really, but I'll cook for others - weird) - and then Rose drove back to SB. Rachel slept on our air mattress in the small living room and this morning at 5:15 I drove her to the airport. (Sorry, Rachel, this was the only picture I had. You, too, Danielle...just couldn't resist.)
I'm finding how simple it is to welcome people into your home, especially when you don't think about the things you DON'T have. Think about what you DO have and improvise if you have to. Why did it take me all these years to really feel comfortable with doing this? I don't have to have a big kitchen, family room, several bedrooms, chairs, etc., to try and help others out or just have people over for fellowship. I just have to be willing and open to the possibilities.