By Trisha

Well, we will be moving, and we are looking to move back to Elk Grove in the Laguna area. We drove by some houses this afternoon-about 6. We actually were able to walk through one-the first on our list. Someone was there painting and I think it may have been the owner. The floorplan was nice, but everything was very tight and claustrophobic. It wasn't real open, and we'd really like to have an open floorplan. It didn't have any on-street parking, either, for visitors.

The other houses were too close to the neighboring properties, or we didn't like the look for the ndighborhood, they were small, etc. However, there was one home of those five that looks really promising. We left a message with the representative, to see if we could schedule a walk-through for this weekend. It looks great from the outside and plenty of parking space in the driveway and on the street for visitors. The yard is pretty and maintained by a landscaper that the owner covers. My heart is telling me this is the one for us.

The move is what is best for us right now, although it is really hard for me to accept. Jarom has worked so hard on this place, but like he said a lot has been learned from our mistakes at all levels. I cried for about 30 minutes last night. I cried so hard that I think I had an anxiety/panic attack. I couldn't catch my breath at times and I made myself sick, too. Miss and Gus stayed really close to me last night. They both slept on my side of the bed. Gus was at my knees and Miss was just below my pillow. As the night progressed, since I couldn't sleep, the scooched her way up onto my pillow and if I moved too far away she would move over until she could feel me.

I have to admit the change is exciting. A new adventure awaits us. I think I'm excited to get back in the area where we have the majority of our friends, too. I was thinking on the car ride home this afternoon, that is will help me mentally, too. Not just because most of our friends are there, but because it wasn't until after we moved out here that I was first diagnosed with depression, in 2006. It has been really hard for us to meet and make friends here in Olivehurst, although we love all those that we have created friendships with here. You are all dear to our hearts. We just didn't really feel welcomed until the last year-two years after moving here.

As far as other things go, I'm starting a six week anxiety class on May 15th. It was supposed to start this Thursday but they called and said it had been pushed back a few weeks. I'm going to take a one time panic class and a one time stress management class, too.

Miss has been chasing Hope around the living room. I think Hope finds it fun for a short while-a few laps around the living room and she is done with Miss. If Miss continues to try and play and Hope doesn't want too, they have a staredown. Right now, Miss and Gus are wrestling. Hope is grooming and Minnie is sitting on the loveseat like sh is the queen of it all.

Jarom finish his John Waye puzzled and we used that puzzle glue to hold it together and then framed it. It looks good. As for me, i've started Jenna's graduation gift and I'm working on an inspiration journal for a friend. Now, we get to add-start packing-to the list. If we start now, it will be a smoother move. Other than that, there isn't anything real exciting going on.

Well I Did It!

By Trisha

I did it last night. After almost 11 years now, since doing it the first time. I took out my navel ring. It no longer resides within my belly button.

I made the decision to take it out after it recently was infected. Not gross infected, but red and sore infected. It has been red and sore like that about three times this year and I'm just tired of fighting it. I'm almost 30 years old, too, and it is time to grow up a little more and take it out.

It was great, having it and there is are great memories associated with it. Memories of mom asking me if I was getting mine pierced or just paying for it for Jess as her birthday present. I asked my mom if she was kidding, and then said that if she could her a scream it was coming all the way from Clackamas mall and my mouth because I decided to pierce my navel, too. Or the trip to the mall and the three of us girls in the room with the technician and I deciding to get mine pierced and not feeling a thing but a pinch from the clamp. The times at the cinema carring product down from the projection room-those boxes of soda syrup and pulling on the ring as it tore just a little from the box. Or, when I showed my mom what I did, her telling me that I get to be the one to tell my dad. He wasn't upset, that I remember. I remember him being more upset about my first tattoo than that belly button ring.

Any way--that is what I did, lastnight! As for today, I picked Jarom up from work because he was really sick. He hasn't been able to even keep water down. I'm afraid if it continues I may have to take him to the ER for an IV so he doesn't become too dehydrated. Only time will tell what will happen. As for me, I'll be sleeping in the guest bedroom until he's feeling better. The remainder of the afternoon has been spent grocery shopping and putting it away. This evening, I will be working on some Mother's Day gifts and sorting through my DMC embroidery thread for projects. I'm also going to be doing some reading, I think, too. I haven't read much this week, because I've been so focused on Mother's Day gifts.

Still Figting the Fight

By Trisha

I'm still fighting this cold or allergies, whatever it is. I have cold symptoms, but I have allergy symptoms too. I had been taking my allergy medications before I came down with the cold part, but now it seems I have sinus pressure and headaches. i even took my allergy medications while I was taking the cold medicines. I'm tired of dealing with this garbage, so I'm going to hopefully get in to see the doctor this week and get something that will work and finally make it go away.

I saw my therapist last week, and on the 29th I will start to take anxiety classes. The 29th is just the overview class and the decision as to how to proceed from thier and what anxiety line I will take from here.

My medications are working really well for the depression part. The combo I have is much more beneficial to me that previous medications. I still have bad days-about 3 a week, but I'm working on that with lists of things to do. I have been working on some things from my past and trying to reconcile them in my head and heart. I'm starting to feel more at peace. I'm starting to appear and be more happy and a little more bubbly, and that is a start. It is an improvement, too.

The main focus now is just to work on the anxiety part and trying to get it under control. I need to try and pick up those tools again that helped me cope and overcome it, again.

As for this weekend, it was okay. I just feel so miserable, but I went out back in the sun on Saturday hoping that the warm sunshine would help me to feel better while I planted some bulbs in posts. The wind was blowing and it really wasn't that warm. I was a little bummed. I did enjoy a nice glass of wine, too. I only drank about half a glass.

Yes, you heard me right. I had a glass of wine. I don't think I will be damned to hell and that the Lord will punish me for that. I do not believe he is vindictive like that. It's not like I go out and get sloshed everynight. It's just a glass of wind for heaven's sake. I didn't even drink within an hour, the glass lasted me through dinner. It has good qualities, too. I drank a sweet red wine, which are rich in antioxidents and phenols that help decrease the risk of heart disease, blood clots, hypertension, relax blood vessels and help healthy cholesterol. (Giordano, R. 2006. Retrieved from I honestly don't think an occasional glass of wine or a margarita is that bad.

Last week, I met with a friend that has been dealing with a lot of medical issues and she doesn't really have a diagnosis. There is a lot of speculation from the doctors but still a lot of run around and definitive answer. It is frustrating for her and she is dealing with some depression now. We talked for about 45 minutes here and then another hour after she got home. We have started to create a wonderful bond and friendship. We talked about health and depression and she asked how I have been dealing with all of besides just through medication. I shared some of the ideas that Mom and Dad have shared with me, the books I have read (and I'm lending them to her), the list idea from mom, my inspiration journal, my callings in Primary, my crafts, this blog, helping others, and the Jarom and the dog and extended family. She liked the ideas i shared and I was inspired to get a special journal for her and start an inspirational journal for her. I'm going to start her off with all the wonderful quotes and advice that I have been given by writing them in her journal and then present it to her. The books are a book of poems on healing from Mom, the other is one my boss gave me called The Secret of Letting Go. My callings in the Primary as the secretary and the Activity Days leader has really brought a lot of sunshine to my days, too. My crafts give me an outlet to just relax and do something I really enjoy. My blog is an outlet to share my feelings and days, which turns to further insight into me, for me to heal. Jarom has been the best husband. He is helping however he can and pushing me but not pushing to hard. Gus and Miss are just pure love. Having my mom drop work for a week to come visit me, was a huge help. I think that was a turning point for me, and the upcoming trip in May to Utah, will do me a lot of good too. I need to be around family. It does me a lot of good.

We watched the Water Horse Saturday afternoon, too. It was a very cute movie. It had a bulldog in it, too. He was so cute, but he wasn't what I would consider a very nice bulldog. However, our Miss would have probably chased Crusoe, too, if he were found roaming around our house. Jarom and I both enjoyed it. It was a cute movie and I think we both would reccommend to everyone as a must see movie.

Jarom took the dogs with him to the shooting range Saturday morning. They shot out that front door once their collars were on. They get so excited! They know that when the collars go on they are going somewhere in the car.

In the evening this weekend, Jarom worked on his John Wayne puzzle while I worked on cross stitch projects. They are just small ones, but they are taking quite a bit of time. Some have quite a bit of detail. I'm working so hard on these because they are Mother's Day gifts. That is only a few more weeks away.

Miss is still glues to my hip, everday. She is getting in the habit of getting on the couch when Jarom gets up. I almost think she thinks that it is her couch, and she can come up any time without being invited. When we tell her no, she just looks at us with thos big round eyes of hers-giving us the "But why?" pity look. It is almost irresistable.

They both have been really spoiled by being allowed to sleep with us on the bed. Miss, always on Jarom's side of the bed and Gus cuddling up to me. When Jarom gets up Miss moves over and cuddles up to me opposite of Gus, and all three of us are cuddled together keeping each other warm and cozy.

My goals for this week are: to get my room organized and back together again, finish three cross-stich gifts and just a few things at the grocery store. I haven't been cooking much so we have a full freezer and fridge and we don't need too much.

"In order to find yourself, you must first lose yourself in the service of others." Mahatma Gandhi

It's Raining Popcorn

By Trisha

I decided to pop some popcorn to snack on late last night and I since it is okay for dogs and a great source of fiber, I shared some with Gus and Missi. Well, Miss came right to me when I called them over to share, but Gus didn't want to budge from his nice warm cozy spot on his bed. Instead, he just looked at me with thos pitiful eye like, "Don't I get some too, Mom?"
I wasn't budging either, because I was typing a paper for class. Now what to do. What a dilemma, right? LOL
My decision was to grab a handful and toss it in the air and wherever it landed it landed. They each got to enjoy their popcorn treat, all warm and buttery, but that is not the funny part.
Gus is the comedian in this story. He was so cute, I just laughed it was so funny. He got to the point after about two handfuls and some kernels hitting him on the head that when he saw me scoop up another handful he would just open his mouth and hope that some would just magically swoop in there. I don't think any ever did go in there, so he had to work a little bit to get the kernels that did fall nearby. I could only imagine their joy when it started to rain popcorn in the living room.

Cold, Cold, Go Away. Don't Come Back Another Day

By Trisha
This sucks! Headaches, body aches, hard deep cough, sore throat, lost voice, crackes voice, congestion, stuffy nose, runny nose, watery eyes, red nose, ear aches, blah, blah, blah. i have slept so much the last couple of days. I did feel a little bit better this morning, but my voice wasn't really there. I'm taking two cold medicines, drinking lots of water, and soaking in very hot baths with the jets on to help create steam.

Today was the first day that I didn't sleep all day, but it was pretty close. at least when I'm asleep I'm not bored, so I had to find some things to keep me occupied. I printed out the primary assignment letters and addressed for the mail tomorrow, uploaded a LOT of pictures to my MySpace account from travel, family, holidays, etc. I now have both blogs updated, with my article on Sunless Tanning Lotion on my Helping Handz blog-just for Aunt Terri. I found so much great information out hter, but was so excited to find one that actually bases its top products on consumer reviews. I went to the FDA and found some good information there too.

Other activities I've done to help pass the time is work on some cross-stitch projects for Mother's Day, word searches, reading, updating my calendar, look for a cross-stich design for an afghan-and all with the television on playing movies. I need the noise.

Missi, pretty much has not left my side since I've been sick. She is truely a little mother. She is so concerned about me. She follows me everywhere I go and when Jarom gets them and takes them outside to go potty she can't get back to fast enough. Gus isn't quite concerned, but you can tell he knows something is wrong, but craves time with his daddy too. Although, he did whine outside the bedroom door today. He slept with Jarom last night and I think I might put him in there with him again tonight, while Miss stays with me.

Yes, Jarom and I are sleeping apart. I don't want him to get sick and he agreed it would be best if I stuck to one room while I let this run its course. I'm in our room. I told Jarom I would sleep in the guest room, but he told me "no" and said he would just sleep on the couch. I didn't say anything, but I didn't think him sleeping on the couch would last too long. I was right. Last night, he moved into the guest bedroom to sleep. I do everything in this room-eat, sleep, shower, read, work on my laptop, watch tv and movies, listen to music, cuddle and love the dogs, take my medicine, etc. I only leave to take my dishes to the kitchen or get more water. At least I can be a little productive while I wait for this cold to vacate my body.

Hope visited yesterday and Friday. In fact, she spent the majority of the day in here with me and on the bed-even with the dogs on the bed. I suppose she stayed on the bed because everyone was laying down sleeping and not chasing her.

It is a little lonely. One sided conversations with the dogs just aren't really cutting it. I miss my husband. He even took Friday off to spend the day with me and we were going to go shooting, but he had to go alone, because I was so sick. He bought the Water Horse for me to watch, but I want to watch it with him, not by myself.

He did take me to Michael's real quick in Yuba City to get my embroidery hoop and stand for big cross-stitch projects, emboidering projects and quilting. I was able to get it for $27 with my 50% off coupon. I picked up a could bookmarks to cross-stitch on and some embroidery cloth, too. He got a nice wooden box that he is going to use a wood burner to etch on deer and elk and then stain. He will then use it to put his ammunition in.

Coley sent me a card and in it were a number of little tag-like card with quotes written on them for my inspiration journal. Instead of copying then in the book, I'm going to affix a few each on a couple pages with scrapbook adhesive. I think I will even embellish them with buttons, too.

Mom is really good at sending me a card each week to help keep my spirits up and give me encouragement. I really like it. I hope my dad will send me one once in awhile. I actually love to hear from him. I remember the first time he just called me out of the blue just to chat. We were living in Guam and it took me by surprise. He had never done something like that before, but then again, I never leived 10,000 miles away either. I was so flattered and felt so loved that he did that.

I guess that is all I really have to share today. I'm getting pretty tired and I need to put the dogs out one more time before we retire.

Catster and Dogster

By Trisha
I know it has been quite awhile, January actually, since I updated all the kids' pages, but I sat down and took the time to update them. Gus and Miss have two new diary entries and Hope and Minnie each have a new entry. In case you aren't sure where to find them, the links are posted below. I know they would love to have you visit, sign their guestbooks and maybe leave a yummy treat. Just click on the badge to go straight to their page.

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Following in Her Big Sister's Paws

By Trisha
Minnie decided until to follow in Hope's pawprints. She took a little adventure of her own today, only I wasn't worried, because I don't usually see her during the day just at night. She snuckout back when I let the dogs out-evading my eyesight.

She has been curious about the back yard and trying to carefully get past me, but never succeeded until this morning, but I was in a hurry to get over to my morning playdate with the Calapp children (Kamron, Aubry, Brennen, Logan, and Seth). When I got home I worked on Primary chores for Sunday and this month. The dogs didn't go outside until Jarom came home, and he was the one that found her. She was huddled on the far end of the back steps, just waiting for someone to save her.

She is such a scaredy cat that I can only imagine how scared she was, and with dogs on all sides of us. Sheesh. Anyway, Jarom broght her in and she ran and hid for awhile until she got hungry and came out to eat. Now she is laying content on the couch next to me purring. I thought it would have satisfied her curiousity, but she tried to sneak out the front when Jarom took out the garbage and recycling. Crazy kitty.

I Know My Third Post-Today

By Trisha

I know that this is my third post today, but it was a rough night and afternoon, and it is so therapuetic to write, so here it goes. When Gus and I got home last night, he and Missi were so excited to see each other that I never saw the Hope and Minnie until everything calmed and Jarom had gone to bed.

Minnie came around quite bit, and followed me around the house as I puttered around. She was even much more vocal than normal. I found it strange that I hadn't seen my Hope, though. I called for her and looked around but couldn't find her, but I didn't get too worried. I thought maybe she was mad at me and that she would come around on her own time-on her terms, so I didn't worry too much at first. However, as the evening turned to early morning and I had looked in every nook and crannie, under furniture, in corners, and various places to hide to now avail. I could not find. I went outside and looked around the front and back yard, but no sign of Hope. I even looked in the garage and called her name. I went to bed thinking maybe she was still in the house but very well hidden. It is just not like her to come for a late-night snuggle on the couch before retiring for the day.

I laid in bed for a few hours and couldn't sleep, so I got up, went and got the flashlight out of the utility room cabinets and began another search. Once again, I looked under the beds, cabinets, chairs, couches, tables, in closets, in cupboards, every room, garage, shelves, between things and so forth. I practicly turned the house quietly as I could, but I failed. When I got out of bed, it woke Jarom up and he helped look around. I went out to the garage with the flashligh again, after checking out back and out front for her. I wanted to really get a look in the areas that it was particularly dark in and under the car. I still couldn't find her, so I grabbed Jarom and we went back to bed. He fell back to sleep with the dogs. They decided to flip sides. Gus was now cuddled up on Jaroms side and Missi on mine. I just layed there caressing Missi's cheek and ears as Jarom and Gus snored in sinc. I was thinking of my Hope kitty. I wondering if she was okay, had she gotten outside and been attacked by other cats or dogs. She was probably cold and hungry, too. I prayed for her-that she was not in pain, that she was peaceful.

I had a rough time getting motivated today. I was just sad and missing her...worried. Around 4pm, I had a promting to go back out into the garage and look around once more. When I opened the door, I had another promting to look over by the window. She wasn't in the window, but just below it, on an old pillow that was on top of a box. She would not come to me when I called her name, and she just looked at me. The look was almost of anger, like 'how dare you leave me in here.' I went to her and scratched her ears. After a minute, I reached and pulled the pillow closer so that I could pick her up off the pillow. I carried her close to my heart out of the garage and into the house. She wanted down when we reached the kitchen and she jumped from my arms. She ate and rold aroun the kitchen, sat on my lap for some love and followed whenever I moved. She must not be too mad at me.

I am so relieved to have found her. I am so thankful that after I have the car parked in the garage I push the button on my remote to close the garage door before I even get out of car. that is the only reason she did not get outside, but I never saw her when I came in, either. She just snuck right out that door and explored the garage. I left the door open when after I brought Gus in, so that I could carry in our overnight bags from our weekend. I never once saw her go into the garage or walking around, either. I can't believe she wouldn't come when I called. She always has before. Oh, well. I guess the point is that I'm just so glad I found her and that she is safe. Heavenly Father really listens and answers prayers.

In Memory of Lily Croker

By Trisha
In Memory of Lily Corker

I just wanted to pay tribute my dear co-worker and friend, Lily Croker. She was such a gentle, loving soul with the sweetest spirit. Always there for anyone who needed her, alway putting everyone before herself. Lily, you will be greatly missed. thank you for all the encouragement, friendship, love and support you gave not just me, but all the staff and trainees you worked; and with your friends and family. We love you so much, so "Until We Meet Again" my dear friend, you are now in paradise with peace surrounding you and you can look after all of us now.

In Memory

Lily Croker
Devoted and loving wife, mother, grandmother, sister,
daughter, aunt, friend, and co-worker
April 2, 2008


Very Nice and Relaxed Weekend

By Trisha

I had a very relaxed weekend and great visit with my family is Watsonville. I took Gus along with me for some individual attention and love.

Our day got started late on Friday afternoon. I wanted to leave no later than 2pm, and we didn't get out of the house until 3pm. Gus was so excited that he he actually hopped down the stairs into the garage, and with no encouragement. We could never get him to go up or down those stairs even with encouragement and prodding, we always had to let him in our out the front door. I was just loading the car and then I was going to let him out the front door, but he came out bounding through the garage door all on his own-he was that excited to go on an adventure. However, I felt so bad that I had to trick Missi by putting on her collar and caoxing her outside, so that I could Gus in the car. It really hurt my heart to leave her behind, but it is just too hard to take them both somewhere together, because she is so much more rambunctious and energetic than Gus. He just can't keep up with her-it feels like each arm is being pulled in opposite directions. After talking to Jarom Friday night, she was doing just fine and being spoiled not just with attention but treats too. She got to sleep on the bed, play games with her daddy, eat some of his leftover meals and go for rides. She was just content with her daddy thsi weekend.

Gus on the other hand, was very excited and loving all the attention and the ride through Saturday night, but aftet that you could just tell he was homesick and missing his Missi Girl. He was spoiled with lots of love and treats, though, but he couldn't be more excited to come home today.

Anyway, after leaving the house at 3, I needed to pick up a prescription, and the line was out the door. It took just a little longer than I planned. After that, we stopped by Petco (me pushing Gus in the shopping car) to pick up some travel bowls, because I cannot find the ones we bought a few years ago...and we picked up some treats. I needed to get a small bag of dog food, but I completely forgot about it. We stopped at Jack In The Box to get a burger and some bottled water. We parked in a nice shady spot near grass and shared our hamburgers and water. Finally after that, we were on our way-it was only 5pm, so we didn't get into town until about 8:30. Once we got there, we said our hellos and went upstairs to watch tv and visit before going to bed.

I was up with Gus a number of times Friday night. His tummy was upset so we had to keep going downstairs to the back yard and then I'd have to carry him back up, since he can't climb them. I slept pretty late Saturday. I think it was noon when Coley came in and woke me up. It's a good thing she did our I probably would have hibernated all day. We visted with Uncle Jay and went to have lunch a The Little Bean for lunch. Aunt Tracy stopped by to visit for a few hours after she left work. It was so great to see her and get to visit; she has been so busy with work. When we all came back downstairs to look through magazines and books, I ran to the store to get the ramining items we needed to dinner and dessert. I told Aunt Teresa I wanted to make dinner while I was there, so I made herb chicken, and we had green beans steamed with a Veggie Steamers Garlic and Basil seasoning. For dessert, we had strawberry shortcake. MMMM! I've been craving strawberry shortcake for about a week, so it was very yummy to have some finally. They enjoyed my dinner. After dinner, we went upstairs and started Tin Man. It is a sci-fi channel movie with a modern twist on The Wizard of Oz. I really enjoyed and I though Uncle Paylor would enjoy. Nicole and I finished the three-part movie, but Uncle and Aunt went to bed half way through the second part. Coley liked it too.

I told Coley to sleep upstairs in the guest bedroom, so I could sleep downstairs on the couch with Gus. His tummy was still upset and I didn't was a repeat of the night before-this way we were both downstairs and it was just a few steps away from the back door. Amazingly, he only needed to go out once after the late night potty trip.

I was up much earlier Sunday morning than Saturday. While Aunt and Coley went to a local craft store, I read a chapter of Emma and then showered and readied for the day. For the most part, this afternoon, Coley worked on embroidering a hankerchief for her friend as a gift for her friendship and wedding that she is going to this week. Aunt helped Coley by punching holes in doilies for the wedding table centerpieces. Us three girls sat out back in the sun for a while too. It was nice as long has the wind wasn't blowing-it made just a bit breezy. I shared my inspiration journal with Coley while we were out back. Aund and Uncle made grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for lunch. It was very yummy, perhaps two of life's best comfort foods.

Coley and I left at the same time to both head home, around 4:30pm. We left together, so that I could stop by her place and see some of the projects she has been working on and her plants. Her place is really nice and she has done such a wonderful job decorating her abode. She has little oasis in her backyard with her plants and chairs and garden ornaments. She really has a great eye for not only the art of drawing and crafting, but for the art of design and decor. I wish I had those talents.

Gus and I made it home just after 8pm. We made good time and enjoy the scenery and ride home. My GPS took me a different way than I gone before. I drove through Vine Hill Road, and it was so relaxing and beautiful to drive through the country with all the trees and flowers. We just took our time driving home and enjoyed the ride. He tried to sleep on the wayhome, but I don't think he was very successful with my singing. We shared a bag chips that we stopped and picked up on the way home, too.

When we came through the door, Missi was so excited, but not to see me, but Gus. He ran straight over to him very concerned sniffing and looking over every inch of him (as if wondering what happened to him, was he okay, he hadn't been hurt, etc). After her finally examination, she walked over to me for some love. She really was just so excited to see her Gus Man. Gus was happy to see her, too, and his daddy.

When Jarom went to bed, Gus went with him, and he is on the bed cuddling with his daddy, Missi has been at my feet since I sat down. Hope must me mad at me for being gone. I still haven't seen her. Minnie must have missed me. She has been lying next to me purring as I scratch her ears, chin and tummy. I have caught up on a few shows that I missed while I was gone, but I will have about 3 more to catch up on after I get up. As for now, I need to head to bed and get in some cuddle time with the love of my life.

I Was Tagged....ABC Tag

By Trisha
I was tagged by Krisiti...a few days ago, but I'm just now getting caught up on everyone's blogs. :o)



Either-I love frosting on cakes and pie crusts


Family and Friends and Chocolate


Gummy Bears

Troutdale, Oregon

Lately, Skinny Cow Ice Cream


Hope, Missi, Gus and Minnie

Family and Friends

November 27, 1998

I sister and i brother-in-law-both a HOOT!!

Fuji Apples


I have many, but how about this one: "Forgiveness is a funny thing. It warms the heart and cools the sting." William Arthur Ward

My loving and thoughtful husdand, babies, and my babies (Gus, Missi, Hope and Minnie)

Wonder Woman

Maran, Me Sister-Tiffany, Tiffany Vuki, Mary

My smile actually curves downward and people used to love to taunt me with "Smile, Trish" just to get me to smile-it's a Lewis family trait that many of us have and it is very bewitching. :o)


Low self-esteem


It's a tie between Chinese, Mexican and Italian


"The Daffodil Principle"

By Trisha

The Daffodil Principle

"Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over."
I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead "I
will come next Tuesday", I promised a little reluctantly on her third call.

Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I
drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house I was welcomed by
the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my

"Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and
fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I
want to see badly enough to drive another inch!"

My daughter smiled calmly and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother."

"Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm
heading for home!" I assured her.

"But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks,"
Carolyn said.
"I'll drive. I'm used to this."

"Carolyn," I said sternly, "Please turn around."
"It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you
miss this experience."

After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a
small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with
an arrow that read, " Daffodil Garden ." We got out of the car, each took a
child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path Then, as we turned a
corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.

It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over
the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in
majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy
white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter yellow. Each
different colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and
flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of

"Who did this?" I asked Carolyn. "Just one woman," Carolyn answered.
"She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept
A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory.
We walked up to the house.

On the patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are
Asking", was the headline. The first answer was a simple one. "50,000
bulbs," it read.
The second answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet,
and one brain." The third answer was, "Began in 1958."

For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman
whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb
at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.
Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever
changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had created
something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles
of celebration.

That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a
time--often just one baby-step at time--and learning to love the doing,
learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of
time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can
accomplish magnificent things.
We can
change the world .

"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. "What might I have
accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years
ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years?

Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"

My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way.
"Start tomorrow," she said.

She was right. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays.
The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for

regret is to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?"

Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting....
Until your car or home is paid off
Until you get a new car or home
Until your kids leave the house
Until you go back to school
Until you finish school
Until you clean the house
Until you organize the garage
Until you clean off your desk
Until you lose 10 lbs.
Until you gain 10 lbs.
Until you get married
Until you get a divorce
Until you have kids
Until the kids go to school
Until you retire
Until summer
Until spring
Until winter
Until fall
Until you die...

There is no better time than right now to be happy.
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
So work like you don't need money.
Love like you've never been hurt, and,
Dance like no one's watching.

If you want to brighten someone's day,
pass this on to someone special.

Wishing you a beautiful, daffodil day!

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.

**Author Unknown. I received this in an email from my cousin, Nicole and not only had to print it out

for my inpsirational journal but I had to post it here to share with all or you.