Saturday, January 17, 2015

Things you don't know about Lily....

Random thoughts from Lily...


Admission of fact:  I allow him to do things like this to me.  
I can act clueless when I have to...
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1.     I have been fingerprinted.  You could never guess why.  Not to shoot a gun.  Not because I was in jail.  Nothing to do with a federal building, or my drivers' license.

2.     I LOVE a fire in the fireplace.  Or in a fire pit.  Or in an old stove.  Heck, give me a candle.

3.     I really enjoy makeup and skin care, but I love a day or two when I can stay home and not put on a lick of anything -- other than moisturizer.  Oh, and it must smell delicious.

4.     You may already know this.  I really enjoy iced tea.  Don't put anything in it, please.  Have you heard about the germs on lemons?  Forget the spoon.  I don't do sweet tea.  I like light fruit or island flavored (very lightly) teas.

5.     I love it when I can go somewhere and drive the speed limit.  Thank you for not texting while you drive 5 m.p.h. in front of me.  Thank you for not talking on the phone and sitting at a 4 way stop with no idea that everyone is waiting on you.  No need to break any rules, just would like to get there, please.

6.     A reconciled checkbook on the first try always gets a certain prayer of thanks.  Numbers aren't really my thing, so the less snags the better.  Love it when that happens.  Always a miracle.

7.     I have a soft place in my heart for cattle dogs.  We have had at least one of each kind, and they are so sweet.  They are precious to kids, they are so eager to please -- they are awesome puppies if you ever get the chance to raise one.  Chief is an excellent dog trainer.  Our latest cattle dog, an Australian Shepherd, is so sweet and she obeys so well, we have recently let her start spending the evenings in the house.  She goes to her "place" -- two rugs, she knows which ones.  And we don't hear a peep out of her.  She just wants to be where we are.  And happily she spends nights in the garage.

8.     Flashlight fetish.  Kinda weird, but I love and collect flashlights.  Medium to small flashlights.  My family makes so much fun of me.

9.      I defend Chief when people make fun of him for taking a snack to the shower every night.   Seriously.  Who cares?  It's funny.

10.    I absolutely love my Dad's book recommendations.  And my sister's.  And my sister-in-law's.  Dad is a speed reader, so he leaves me in the dust, but I am considering a speed reading course... might actually need it.
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Thursday, January 15, 2015

Lily leaves....

Very soon, I am leaving.  Part medical mission trip and part vacation.  Heck, it's all vacation.  I went last year on this same mission trip.  It's with a group of physicians and nurses from Kansas City and a few miscellaneous non-medical personnel, like me.  Either they don't know I am missing the medical background, or they want me there to provide comic relief.  Last year was such a great time, meeting so many new friends and learning so many interesting things.  Did I say we were going to the Philippines?

This year, I will be posting on the blog again.  Not sure when we will have great internet, or even adequate internet.  A couple of different options will be pursued.  On Facebook, the group's page is one place I have been asked to update as often as possible.  The assumption of internet availability is loosely taken seriously.  You just never know.

Now here is our fearless leader, Lillian.  Dr. Lillian.  She rocks.  She takes care of every tiny detail.  No stone is left unturned.  She has already been in touch with us after arriving over the weekend.  There are some roads that are impassable, and our group has already been re-routed.  She is a firecracker.
 And here are a few more of the hard working crew.  I think we took a load off while we were waiting for a door to get unlocked.  Doesn't matter if you are at Walmart in the United States, or in a hospital in the Philippines, sometimes you just have to be patient and wait.
Can't wait to see everyone!  Several of our group cannot come this year.  I am disappointed about that, but I know that we will soon be reconnecting and catching up with one another.  Can't wait!

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Monday, January 12, 2015

Lily Likes.....

There is a young couple that lives in Germany and is originally from our little community.  The husband serves in the military, and the wife started her own weaving business.  How many people do you know that are 24 or 25 and weave?  How many people do you know that weave?  I know one.

I bought a scarf from her, and it just arrived this week... very fast from Germany.  The uniqueness is that they are made from bamboo.  Gosh, I love bamboo.  Bamboo sheets are soft and luxurious.  I have had a bamboo ball cap that breathes like none other.  So so soft.  When I saw that her scarves were bamboo, I had the difficult task of which one I was going to try.  My middle name is allergies, and that's because I can break out in a rash with mundane clothing items, medicines, or even an accidental scratch from a tree branch.  One of the hundreds of things I am allergic to is wool.  Doesn't matter what form of wool it is, the highest quality, cashmere, lambswool -- my skin can't handle it.  Really, it's a blessing in disguise.  Limits my sweater purchases, socks, gloves and SCARVES.
I found this scarf in her Etsy shop.
It is a wheat color with white stripes.  It was so soft and cozy when I pulled it out of the package, I put it on right away.  Inside the house.  I've worn it all weekend.  Inside the house.  I really need to press it so it doesn't look like it is brand new with folds in it.  Thanks, Katey!

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Sunday, January 11, 2015

Correction - There is no "New Lily"

As I read the last post I wrote, I regretted that I said that 2015 brought a "new Lily."  That is simply not true.  It's the same Lily.  It is a progressive Lily.  It is an 'improving Lily.'  It is the 'slightly intolerant' Lily.  I've been working hard... on a lot of things.  What's wrong with that?  Chief is good with it.  He is honest enough to tell me when he thinks I am wrong about something.  He tells me when my stress is affecting others.  I so appreciate that.  I swear, there is nothing better than someone who will shoot you straight, and he does it diplomatically.

I consider myself middle-aged, well okay, probably passed all the way through middle-age, but elderly, uhm, no, --  I have a lot of life left to live.  And my belief is that you are supposed to live your life to the fullest.  My life choices haven't left much to be desired.  I went to college at 17 and finished as fast as I could.  Luckily, I had two kids before my body said, "you're done."  And then I was fortunate enough to stay home with them until they went to school all day.  Even when they went to school, my work allowed me to have flexible hours.  At that time, I had two jobs.  Both flexible.
Even at the age I am, I still feel like I am much younger.  FEEL.  I didn't say "look" younger.  I always wondered what it would be like when the kids were gone.  Not only are they out of the house and out of school, they're both married, and the older pair have made us grandparents!  Life is pretty darn good.  Chief likes to work.  I mean, he really loves what he does.  Not the young retirement I was hoping for, but at least he is straight-forward enough to tell me, "no, I don't see myself ever retiring, and no, I don't see myself slowing down."  Alrighty then.  I always wondered what I would be when I grew up.  Still wondering, but I am closing in on it.  Stay tuned.

The intolerant part of Lily is the hardest to deal with...  I consider myself very good at forgiveness.  I believe you have to be a pro at it if you expect to ever get it from anyone else.  Really, the only intolerance I have is for rude treatment of others.  That, and people who lie.  Little white lies are the worst.  I'm not going deep here, those are the biggies.  I think I have to be tolerant of others whose beliefs don't line up with mine.  I need to be tolerant of the people who have recently arrived in this country and don't know the regular rules of driving a car.  I contend that I am no better than any other human being, and I should treat everyone I meet in the same way I would like to be treated.

I am lucky to have a wonderful family, and this Christmas was the first time in many, many years that we were all together.  Every single person was here.  It was terrific!  Another reminder of what is important and what is not.


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Thursday, January 1, 2015

Bub-bye Perfectionism

Because I am giving up on perfectionism, I am not going to tell you about the two hours that I have spent trying to fix the type font on my last post.  You may have to zoom in if you want to read it.  The blog has been going for quite a while.  I simply can't figure out what I am doing wrong.  Welcome to 2015, and the new Lily...
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2015 is Here!

There is a song that I can't get enough of lately.  It's not a particularly new song; it's "I Lived," by OneRepublic.  Seems like every time I get into the car, that song is playing.  It feels like it is speaking right to me.  


Hope when you take that jump
You don't fear the fall
Hope when the water rises
You build a wall

Hope when the crowd screams out
They're screaming your name
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay

Hope that you fall in love
And it hurts so bad
The only way you can know
Is give it all you have

And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
Hope when the moment comes
You'll say...

I, I did it all
I, I did it all
I owned every second
That this world could give
I saw so many places
The things that I did
Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived

Hope that you spend your days
But they all add up
And when that sun goes down
Hope you raise your cup

I wish that I could witness
All your joy and all your pain
But until my moment comes
I'll say...

I, I did it all
I, I did it all
I owned every second
That this world could give
I saw so many places
The things that I did
Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived

Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived
Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived

I, I did it all
I, I did it all
I owned every second
That this world could give
I saw so many places
The things that I did
Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived.


Over the last 10 or so years, the fact that we are mortal has been driven home to me time and time again.  I know you are tired of hearing me talk about how short life is, but I consider it every day.  There are people that I miss every single day, but I take solace in the fact that I believe they are in a perfect place "carrying on."  I'm not one of those people that thinks those in Heaven look down on us and wish they were here.  I believe that they are busy living life eternally, even though as a human being here on earth, I will never know what that means.  

The song reminds me to live life fully.  Dream big.  I'm middle-aged, and I realize I am not promised tomorrow.  As of late, my life has almost completed a 180.  I am working more than ever, and I love it -- everyday is different, and I just can't get enough.  Unrelated to work, in a couple of weeks, I will be leaving on a medical mission trip in the Philippines.  It is the second annual one for me.  I go with a group of physicians and nurses based in Kansas City, but I am not the only person from another part of the nation that joins them.  Last year I ate tons of white rice and went to Mass more times than I ever have in my life... due to the fact that I am not Catholic.  Chief will hold down the fort here.  Someday I will convince him to go.  He would be such an asset to the group.  You know, the guy who can fix anything and can easily come up with a solution to a problem that seems insolvable.

And who knows what the rest of the year will hold...?

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Monday, November 24, 2014

I'm still here!

I need to thank you.  Thank you for looking for my blog.  Thank you for letting me know you miss it.  

It is just a chaotic and fun time to be Lily, and hopefully, I can get back here and post something fun.  
Cheers!

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