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Katie's Malabrigo Scarf 

Twenty-five years ago today (it was a Monday), I was living in a motel at Netarts, Oregon; we'd sold and moved out of our house at Cape Kiwanda but the house we bought at Cape Meares wasn't ready for us yet, so we spent the month between at Netarts.  Most of our belongings were in storage, but I'd thrown a few receiving blankets, undershirts, and sleepers into the basinette and brought it along, finding a little spot for it on the closet floor.  I don't even remember my exact due date -- early May, I think -- but just in case, you know?  We'd gone out for breakfast, as usual, the day before and, afterwards, stopped to buy the crib bumper pad -- the one thing that I still needed to get before I was ready -- once that was in hand, I WAS READY!

I awoke at about 3 a.m. that Monday morning with labor pains less than 5 minutes apart from the get-go.  For some reason, I sent DH off to work, anyway.  A few short (or long) hours later, it was determined that I'd skip the scheduled doctor appointment and check right in to the hospital, instead.  I drove the 15 miles into town -- synchronizing the shifting of gears with the labor pains -- to pick up DH at work, where he took over and drove the last mile to the hospital.  Heh.  Many hours later, at 10 p.m., we welcomed our first little red-headed baby girl!

Happy Birthday, Kate!  25!!  I love you to pieces.

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One thing has become very clear this week and that is that since the kids are out and off doin' their own things, I am sadly lacking in recent photograph department -- of my own kids!  Fair warning to all: Get ready; there will be photos this weekend.

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Um, yes, it is a similar refrain.  And hold that thought.

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Speaking of refrains, I found myself in tears this morning on the way to work -- stopped short of sobbing by sheer will (and/or the inability to dig a kleenex out of my bag) -- listening to the John Mayer song, "Stop This Train."  This song has made me cry before -- Mr. Quarter-Life Crisis Guy knows how to strike a chord in me, for some reason.  Anyway, it was an especially deep chord this morning.

No, I'm not color blind
I know the world is black and white

Try to keep an open mind

But I just can't sleep on this tonight

Stop this train

I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's movin’ in

I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

Don't know how else to say it
Don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own

Stop this train

I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's movin’ in

I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game

To find a way to say that life has just begun

Had a talk with my old man

Said, “Help me understand”

He said, “Turn 68, you'll renegotiate
“Don't stop this train
“Don't for a minute change the place you're in
“And don't think I couldn't ever understand
“I tried my hand
“John, honestly, we'll never stop this train”

Once in a while, when it's good,
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
'til you cry when you're driving away in the dark

Singing, “Stop this train

“I want to get off and go home again
“I can't take the speed it's moving in
“I know I can't
“ ‘Cause now I see, I'll never stop this train”

I'm fine now.  Chuggin' along.  ; )




Happy 25th to your daughter. What a beautiful photo of her!

Susan Voegtly - aka CintiSue

She is a lovely thing! Her scarf sets her pretty face off wonderfully! Is it her creation or yours and which one of your can I beg for info on it?
Happy Birthday to both of you!


What a glorious photo of your girl. Happy birthday, Katie! I love that John Mayer song, too.


What a beautiful daughter! Another happy birthday to you all! And. . . oh. That song? Wow!

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