Sunday, February 25, 2007
Our good friend, Hugh Robertson and former boss (where Troy and I met and fell for each other) came to town to host our very first coffee tasting. We have a history of good times, and having him here really made me nostalgic for the days when I was his assistant and he was telling Troy not to boss me around. :) Hugh has transitioned from the music biz to roasting high quality coffee, and since it is by far my favorite beverage and morning meal, I love that he is allowing us the opportunity to enjoy great, fantabulous coffee and raise funds to bring our daughter home at the same time. We had a coffee tasting on Friday, February 23rd. Did I mention that? I have some great photos from the soiree, and I was thrilled to have the event at our house so that I would finally make time to feng shui and bake. Not only was our time with friends a blast, we were so coffeed up, that we stayed up until Midnight and I heard some of the rest of our guests did too. I won't mention your name, Shell. :) There's much more to tell about how fab this coffee is, but first enjoy the pictures.
I was thrilled to have sister come a little before everyone else so we could talk and prepare. We all munched on Chic-Fil-A and talked about our week. She's my bud and I don't see her enough. Plus, she and I (and Tanner below) moved here together when he was 8 months old. We've both stayed and he's now a tween. I'm getting to be the age where I can't remember exactly how old I am, what year I was born or what day our anniversary is on. Don't tell Troy. No, tell him it is May 30th AND May 31st. That way he can take me to a B&B before Li Li comes.
One of the other things that brought joy to my heart Friday was that my nephew Tanner wanted to come with Page (his mom, my sis). He doesn't even drink coffee, but wants to help bring Li Li home, and that means the world to me. He has a tender heart towards God and others. He is going to be a great husband and father someday - it was evident the way he loved on Ayana.
These two girls holding bebe Ward are Ikuho and Liho - our beloved neighbors from Japan. We are praying God will keep them in America longer than expected. Pray with us for that! :) Masako is my good good friend and I just realized that when I pronounce her name, I put the wrong emphASIS on the wrong syllABLE. Ayana Ward is with her mama, Sonya and she, Bryan and Jarett have recently adopted her from Ethiopia. One of the coffees that we tasted was an Ethiopian bean and it was Troy's favorite... I'm sure it would be Ayana's too, if she were allowed to imbibe.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
THE RED BALLOON
(my emotional letting go of Dodger into Kindergarten)
Not the square, flat color of a brick
Not the shell of a ladybug, that is more orange than red anyway
A bright, round candy-apple red
The kind of red that makes your eyes smile when you see it
The red that looks so good you want to eat it
Not the kind you blow up yourself, wearing out your cheeks and your
Not one from the grocery store that looses all its air and pops on the
A carefree, weightless balloon floating in the sunny breezy weather
The only way to keep it with you is to hold on tight
How I'm feeling
Gravel dusting my shoes, everything grey at the carnival, except...
The reddest shiniest candied apple
The kind you don't care to spend two dollars for
Hardly waiting to take the first bite
Getting sticky on my face
Sticky on my fingers
But I'm no way ready to clean up
(Unless licking counts)
Cheery cherry balloons lined up near the stone steps
Attached to poles, these weightless fliers
All those balloons who can't stand still
They're blowing back and forth, back and forth in the breeze
I wanted to tell them they didn't need the poles
They could fly around the whole world if they wanted to
But would they come back to me?
A Red Balloon
It caught my eye - It made me think
I stopped my step - I couldn't blink
I closed my eyes and imagined that red feeling
The crisp autumn air
A candy apple in one hand and a red balloon in the other
I took a step
I headed away from the school and toward the car
I placed both hands on the apple
Something slipped through my hand
I took a bite with sticky on my fingers
Just then, the red balloon floated
Happy and carefree
I held on to my apple and I set the balloon free