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My Seeeester

Kristin - around age 4Today, my little sister turns….  well, let’s just call it another year older.

She always has to share her birthday with that of our nation, but this year, I’m not celebrating Independence Day at all – today, it’s just

Kristin’s birthday! 

Isn’t she cute as a 3 1/2 year old?
(or was it 4 1/2)     

Here are a few things you may or may not know about Kristin….

Kristin - 6th gradeFirst, you’ll never find a more loyal friend.  She’ll defend you to the end – but will also be your conscience, because she is, after all, the fairness police :)  It’s been a difficult struggle for her to recognize and accept that life just isn’t fair – because she wants it to be for EVERYONE!

She used to be the responsibility police as well.   But over time, I think she’s discovered life can be more enjoyable if we don’t take responsibility for others responsibility or lack thereof.  With age comes wisdom.   

On my (first) wedding day….Kristin is generous to a fault – as exhibited by her innumerable acts of thoughtfulness.   A card with a little cash hidden in the back, just because she knows you’ve hit a rough spot financially (never mind she might be too)….   cards and gifts sent off in time for every birthday or holiday, hours upon hours spent editing photos or videos to make a special surprise, finding ways to help pay for my trip to Hawaii with her when I couldn’t really afford it.   

As a teenager, I’d find sweet notes from her hidden in my room, or flown at me in the form of a paper airplane. goldmmbag.jpgI’d come home to discover a gold lame’ bag, filled with M&Ms on my pillow…. Kristin spent her allowance money to do that – even though I teased her horribly, pretending I was going to drop her off the balcony (I suspect she actually enjoyed that game, knowing I wouldn’t REALLY drop her) and making her sell popcicles with Chris for a measley reward. But this post is about Kristin, not me…

Kris 1982She has always been a good sport too.  Especially with her hair.  Whenever I’d get the itch to cut my long hair, she let me satisfy it by cutting hers instead.   She’s had a lot of hairstyles over the years.

And she’s been willing to indulge my silliness and cosmic musings in a way that only a sister can.   She can be pretty silly herself, though.    We have an ongoing habit that if we ever go to a restaurant or store that takes your order/reservation, and then says “could I get a name?” – the name they get is Guenivier, which always draws strange looks.  I love seeing how they try to spell it.   Mind you they never ask, “could I get your name” – it’s always just a name… so we feel no obligation to give them ours.

Sexy chickShe has always been there to help with the really hard stuff, whenever I’ve needed her and when no one else showed up (or even if they did).  

Stuff like apartment hunting, packing/ hauling/ unpacking for multiples moves, painting houses, cleaning out houses, drafting divorce and child support agreements, working til 2am (hours after everyone else had left) to help me hang a hundred butterflies from the church ceiling/arrange huge trees to create the perfect “enchanted forest” for Ashley’s wedding, working her butt off in the kitchen during the reception (along with mom, bart and grandma) because the stupid R.S. ladies who committed to be there didn’t show up.  I could NOT have pulled off Ashley’s wedding without her.

Kristin is smart as a whip – though she didn’t realize it til far too late in her life.  She is a talented writer, a whiz with numbers, and can turn ANYTHING into a chart or graph that will blow your socks off.    She’s really quite brilliant.  And, I’m so happy that she shares my disdain for “tacky forms” – and recognizes the importance of a well laid out newsletter or webpage.   

AND – even better, she’s a total wordnerd!

Kristin got all the organizational talent in the familyOh, and along with this smart thing – she’s ORGANIZED. I have made a pie chart graphic in her honor. As she has said many times: A man without a plan is not a man…. (I, apparently, am not a man).

She thinks ahead, when we travel she provides these incredible checklists to make sure we don’t forget anything. When we traveled to Hawaii together for the first time, over a period of a couple months she emailed a history of the islands, information about the culture, just stuff to make sure the trip was all it could possibly be.  She’s just very considerate, including sharing the benefits of her organizational skills with all – and I really appreciate it.

Kristin  - Summer SolsticeShe’s also got a great sense of humor and we do our fair share of laughing when we’re together.  And we seem to keep her kids amused.

Speaking of which, she’s also a great mom, and has raised (is raising) two incredible smart, gifted, thoughtful, respectful, fun kids. She’s instilled in them the understanding that they can trust their own feelings and judgement – that they are capable of making wise decisions – and they do. A devoted companion to Craig, I think he’d tell you she’s the perfect wife for him.  She starts planning months in advance for a birthday, anniversary or Christmas gift for him – to make sure it is something thoughtful, unique and meaningful.
   The cottle family

Kristin the MarineShe can be tough and strong and put you in your place if you’re out of line… it’s the Marine in her. Yes, a Marine. (“I can make you handicapped if you want to park there legally….”)  She’s also sensitive, compassionate and tenderhearted. I’m grateful she was able to attend to our mom/grandma during the last couple of weeks of my grandmother’s life. I know it was really hard for her – both physically and emotionally – but she never complained and turned it into a beautiful experience.

Sisters in HawaiiWe share more private jokes than one could possible count. She’s been my travel companion, commiserator, emotional counselor, technical support, fellow photo fanatic, partner in crime, conscience, cheerleader, moral support and best friend for longer than I can remember. And, honestly, I don’t know how I would have survived many of my life experiences without her. I’m so glad I didn’t have to find out….

Love you – happy birthday!

P.S. Let’s plan another trip!

The Jury is Out

Yesterday I stopped at the mailbox, excited to see what Netflix had sent me (I don’t keep track of my queue sometimes) and hoping I might even be surprised by a card, letter or a check from a client.  But no….   instead, I was greeted by an envelope bearing the dreaded words:

IMPORTANT!  JURY SUMMONS ENCLOSED - IMMEDIATE RESPONSE REQUIRED

I have been summonedI don’t have time for jury duty!  Not that I would mind serving as a juror, mind you, but being the sole support for my household I kind of need my income….  

PLUS, they have sommoned me for the week that Brandon & Jennifer will be bringing granddaughters Emily and Marie for a visit.    (I can request a postponement, thank heavens)

So share your jury experiences with me.  Ever been summoned before?  Ever served?  Ever gotten out of serving?   Any suggestions for convincing them I really need to be excused?  Have any good jury stories?

A new name

Since I wasn’t given one at birth, I’ve decided to take on a middle name.   I wanted to choose an interesting name, with a cool meaning – and settled on one that means little; good looking.   Apparently this is becoming a bit of a trend right now (click to read the article that inspired me) , and I encourage you to do the same.  I’ll even share my middle name with you…. we can all be a little good looking… or was that little, good looking?

So just call me Allison Hussein Hays.

Oh, and by sheer coincidence this is the same middle name of Barack Obama – soon to be the next president of the United States.  Cool, huh?      Will you join me in taking on his middle name?

Anticipating…

It’s rerun city on network TV…     

Aside from Criminal Minds, I think my favorite tv shows are actually on the cable networks now – and their seasons start in summer.  YEAH!   

I’m really enjoying In Plain Sight” on the USA network and HGTV’s Design Star, both on Sunday nights and the fabulous campiness of Dr. Who on SciFi.   But in July, things get really exciting…

PSYCH is back on the USA Network July 18th with all new episodes. I just love this show – smart, clever and smart-ass funny.  And their new commerical cracks me up every time I see it.

The Closer is back on TNT July 14th with Deputy Chief Brenda Lee Johnson. One of the best shows on TV.

And while not quite as good as Stargate SG1, I need my Sci-Fi fix and am looking forward to the new season of Stargate Atlantis on the SciFi Channel (Friday nights).  It has a nice mix of hunks and geekiness. 

Bravo TV has the best reality shows – Shear Genius starts this week, and my all time favorite Project Runway begins mid July.

 Are you a fan of any of these shows?  Any summer shows you’re eagerly anticipating?

Bad Spam

I manage over a dozen email addresses – and a couple of them have gotten onto junk mail lists, receiving hundreds of spam emails a day.  Thank heaven for spam arrest which stops them from getting to my inbox. 

I do have to check the filter every few days to see if legitimate mail is stuck, and when I do, I am faced with some of the must ridiculous subject lines.  Some are really stupid, others totally crack me up.  Here are a few of the more memorable ones of late:
 

  • What a stupid face you have allison
  • Does this look illegal?
  • Bomb her womb from your huge cannon!
  • Have you ever felt the kiss of a womb?
  • Satisfy your woman, you pin dick!
  • Help your little soldier stand taller

Noticing a theme?   What is the deal with the obsession with the “male member”?  And can any man’s penis ever live up to the expectations of these emails??? 

What memorable spam subject lines have you received?

Ode to a watermelon

Oh, watermelon, thou perfect summer fruit.
You beguile me so, with sweet redness
encased in emerald orb.
Crisp and juicy, refreshing and yummy
and delightfully seedless.
A guiltless summer pleasure, full of fluid and fiber.
I will love you now….
gorging myself on your goodness.
For all too soon your glory shall fade into fall.
Why must your season of sweet ripeness be so brief?

On to the San Juans!

Rhododendrons!And now, part 2 of our
British Invasion adventure…. 

Journey to the San Juan Islands

On Sunday Kathleen and I took a somewhat leisurely and scenic drive north to Anacortes Washington (stopping only for brunch at the Swinhomish casino). 

The rhododendrons (which are Washington’s state flower) were in brilliant display in a rainbow of colors.  

The lovely San Juan IslandsAfter a ferry trip through the beautiful islands we pulled into port at Friday’s Harbor – a charming little town with a lively waterfront – shops, art galleries, restaurants.  Just sailing over, even without a car, to spend a few hours in Friday’s Harbor would make a fun day trip.

Admiral KathleenFor the educational part of our journey, we decided to visit the English Camp we saw on all the maps.  Here is Kathy on the road to the camp, saluting in memory of fallen comrades, perhaps?  

Frankly, I’m not quite sure what Kathy was doing, but it was along this road that we waved to Patricia, a lovely woman simply going for a walk (back toward the main road).  Wondering how we knew her name?  Read on.

Welcome to the English CampAnd here is Kathy at the marker which tells the story of the Pig War between the British and Americans. (click photo to read it)  Did you know that San Juan Island was the last American soil held by the British? Me either.

It was at this point that we met an older gentleman, returning from the path to the bay, with whom Kathy engaged in conversation…

Kathy: Hello, how are you today.
Man:  (seeming a bit despondent) Oh, I’m doing ok. I just lost my wife.
Kathy: (consolingly) I’m so sorry.
Man:  Oh, I’m sure she’ll turn up sometime.

LOL.   I spoke up and told the man we had passed a woman, who was probably his wife, walking up on the road.  So he called out “Patricia!?“  I pointed out that she had been WAY up the road… far enough she probably wouldn’t hear him calling.

He headed up the road after her, and we took the path to the bay…. but for the next 15 minutes we were heralded with sounds of Patricia!?   PATRICIA!!!!   PA-TRI-CIAAAAAAA!!!!!!!   We could hear him clear down by the bay.  

Broken MelodyFrom there we headed to Roche Harbor for dinner, but made a stop at the Wescott Bay Sculpture Park.  VERY COOL.   There are about 108 sculptures in the 19 acre park.   This piece is called “Broken Melody.”

If it had not been so hot, we’d have explored further – but the weather was warm and after our hike (for most people it would be considered a walk, for us it was a hike) around the English Camp, we were a bit overheated and worn out.  

We drove into lovely Roche Harbor, which is a charming resort town.  Dinner was so-so, the water tasted funny, and the service slow, but the view & ambiance were spectacular.   

Cool flowerAfter dinner we took a stroll through the beautiful formal Victorian garden, filled with peonies, forget me nots, lilies, wisteria, clematis, hydrangea, poppies, and many more…  including this really interesting plant.  I have no idea what it is.  Do you?   More pictures at the link at the end of this post.

AlpacaWe stayed at the States Inn & Ranch – a working alpaca ranch bed & breakfast.  They also had chickens, sheep, and a friendly cat.   Although it was a pleasant stay (& the lavender shortbread cookies were delicious), I probably wouldn’t stay there on a future visit.  The most memorable part for me was the wonderful frog chorus which sang us to sleep.  Yes, I recorded them   Listen and enjoy….

The next morning, we woke up to breakfast in the dining room with the other guests -  made from locally grown produce and their own farm fresh eggs.  The scones were particularly yummy.

ksp_deer-sm.jpgIn addition to the farm animals,  we saw quite a bit of  wildlife as we drove around the island.  There was a fox sitting near the road, with two smaller foxes tumbling and playing.  I really wish I’d stopped in the middle of the road and taken a picture (a car was behind us, and no where to pull over).   

PheasantWe also saw several deer – including a doe and two small fawns hiding in the trees, along with a pheasant, a bunny, an eagle, and a fat lazy seal.

Lime Kiln Point LighthouseOn our final day we made a visit to the Lime Kiln Lighthouse / State Park.  We met a family from Minnesota (or Winconsin?) who have traveled and spent every summer for 15+ years volunteering at the lighthouse – which is one of the best places to watch for whales.  
 
Allison & Kathleen
 
We didn’t stay long enough to see the orcas that were making their way up the coast that day…  we had a lavender farm to visit!

We stopped by the Pelindaba Lavender Farm and store.   Of course we bought more lavender shortbread cookies.  Even though the lavender was not yet in bloom, it was still a beautiful farm.  And don’t you love this huge pi sculpture sitting in the middle of the field???
         Lavender Farm

After spending an hour or so browsing art galleries, gift shops and book stores, we grabbed a bite to eat at the Rocky Bay Cafe and then hopped on the ferry for the trip home. 

Look – a marshmallow farm!   On the drive back, we were lucky enough to capture a picture of this new and extremely rare crop of giant marshmallows.

    Look - a marshmallow farm!

We left for the airport the next morning where I bid farewell to Kathleen and sent her back to SLC….  it was so fun to have you here – come visit again soon!

CLICK HERE FOR MORE PHOTOS OF OUR ADVENTURE

British Invasion!

Ok, so it was more of a visit than an invasion… and really more from SLC than from Britain… 

Two days after the Ashleye departed, Kathleen (who really is British) arrived to spend 5 days in the lovely northwest with her fantastic friend (me).  She thought she was coming to relax, but I had other plans.  Actually I didn’t really have other plans, but we kept ourselves busy nonetheless!

Kathleen in Pikes MarketShe arrived in Seattle at the ungodly hour of 7:50am (neither of us are “morning people”) and we headed straight into Seattle for the “Savor Seattle” tour at Pikes Place (review to follow in another post).   This is Kathy standing by one of the many flower peddlers in the market.

After a fabulous, but exhausting, 2 hour walk around the market, we made a few purchases and headed back to my place.   Kathy (who hadn’t slept the night before, worried she wouldn’t hear her alarm) took a much needed 2 hour nap…. that lasted until late the next morning .   

We took it pretty easy on Friday, exploring my small garden and left the condo only for dinner at Azuls and a little shopping at the fabulous Musings, which features the work of local artists.  We finished the evening off with pedicures. Our feet were very happy.

Saturday was another big day.  We started off by browsing a couple of shops at The Country Village, then headed to downtown Bothell (which is tiny) for a bit of lunch at the Kozy Corner Cafe – and then were off on a quest to find the Chateau Ste Michelle winery.    We took the scenic route through some lovely Woodinville farmland (i.e., I didn’t know where the hell I was going),  and eventually found ourselves entering the incredibly beautiful grounds.

So much wine, so little time….Neither of us had ever been to a winery before so decided to take the free tour.  We both learned a lot about how wine is made, why red wine can be so expensive (aging them in expensive, hand made oak barrels imported from France or Italy) and all about why Washington’s Columbia Valley offers the perfect climate for growing wine grapes.    And did you know that the year of a wine is not the year the wine was made, but the year the grapes were picked?    Neither did I.

The tour ended with a tasting of 3 wines….  I should point out that I hate wine.  I think it’s nasty.  And it’s deceptive!  It smells so wonderfully fruity, and then has this dry, bitter taste.  Blech!  So the tasting was a bit awkward to say the least.   I graciously did try a sip, and when our cute tour guide noticed I was disposing of the remainder (or pouring them in Kathy’s glass for her to finish )  I explained that I like my drinks sweet.    

So she was delighted to tell me that the final wine we would be tasting is a sweet wine…  a dessert wine, Muscat Canelli (2006, I believe), available only in the retail shop at the winery.    I was a bit apprehensive, but discovered it was quite tasty and finished the glass.   Wouldn’t it figure that I’d like a dessert wine?  And an expensive one at that.   I’d probably never buy a bottle, but if you offer me a glass of dessert wine, I’ll try it.

Kathy, on the other hand, really enjoys wine in all its varieties.  She can expound on which were her favorite. 

We would have loved to spend some time exploring the beautiful grounds, joining the other winery visitors who had spread blankets on the grass to enjoy a picnic or some wine and cheese…  such a delightful place to spend a Saturday afternoon… but it was TOO DAMN HOT!   Most residents of the area were enjoying Seattle’s unseasonably warm weather (80-ish) that weekend, but we both prefer a cooler temp, so we got back in the air conditioned car and made the requisite pilgrimage to nearby Molbaks.
Molbaks has acres of flowers
Look – while I was taking photos of hydrangeas, Kathy found more wine and passed out on a lounge chair.  

Days of wine and rosesMolbaks is the ultimate garden store…   acres of flowers and fabulous interior decorating/gift sotre. On a rainy or cool day we’d have spent hours there.  But, unfortunately, it was also a bit warm for both of us – so our stay was brief. 

We had a party to get ready for anyway.

A lovely evening with friendsAfter a bit of freshening up, and preparing a tasty spinach salad for the potluck, we headed to Mercer Island for lovely evening socializing with 15 members of my fabulous Seattle Post Mormon group.  Great conversation, good food, perfect temperature, and a beautiful view of Lake Washington. 

The view from Janet’s deckKathy was a hit at the party, of course.  This woman is very clever and knows how to tell a story… she can even make funerals funny.  They were very disappointed to learn she lived in Salt Lake and won’t be a regular attendee.

And so ends part 1 of our adventure…. tune back tomorrow (or the next day) to hear about our journey to the San Juan Islands…

Song of the day

Last night my typically bizarre dreams were accompanied by Kenny Loggins singing “Celebrate Me Home.”  

The song has been playing in my head all day long, but I don’t mind.  It’s one of my all time favorite songs – and one that always makes me smile.  I share it with you now.  Enjoy.  (Just click the little arrow to listen.)

Does that every happen to you?  You wake up with a song in your head and it just keeps playing?   It happens to me all the time – which can sometimes be really annoying, depending on the song.  And with the discovery of this cool little flash player, I am going to start a new feature called “Song in my Head” over there on the left column of my blog…    Check back often for this thrilling peek into my mind!  

What song is in your brain today?

Ashley x 2

The Ashleye in SeattleThank you Ashley and Ashlee for sharing your “girls trip” with me.  It was so fun to have you nutty girls around.   What a treat to be able to spend Mother’s Day with my (all grown up) baby.   I’ll let Ashley share the details of her trip on her blog, but will post a review of our “Savor Seattle Tour” soon!