Wednesday, February 23, 2011
2011: Day 54
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
2011: Day 53
Monday, February 14, 2011
2011: Day 45
Sunday, February 13, 2011
2011: Day 44
Sunday, January 23, 2011
2011: Day 23
Sunday, January 16, 2011
2011: Day 16
This is what my living room looks like right now:
Animals living together in harmony. Missy Laura knows what that's all about. Molly baking by the fire. Willie sacked out on one side of the couch and Abby doing her thing on the other. All of them watching the football game...or not. Today is one of those days where its cold and rainy outside, so it feels nice to stay inside. I'm getting caught up on laundry while watching our Seahawks get their @sses handed to them by da Bears. I'm happy for our friends, the Zideks...
The dryer alarm just beckoned me back to the laundry room. More tomorrow!
Saturday, January 8, 2011
2011: Day 8
Friday, January 7, 2011
2011: Day 7
Thursday, January 6, 2011
2011: Day 6
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
2011: Day 3
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Oh One Oh One One One
So I was thinking last night that it would be really cool to take a photo every single day of the year. Not of the same thing...just a random photo in our lives. Then it dawned on me that I could kill two birds with one stone and post my photos every day and really increase my blogging frequency. Every few months just doesn't cut it. Part of my problem is that I can't do a blog post without a photo. And then I feel like I have to write a long post...because apparently I have a lot to say. But I get busy and don't post and life moves on and then I haven't said anything at all.
Resolution #1: A photo a day on the blog...with some commentary even! I'll toss in my usual photo/word heavy blogs, too, but I think this might be just what I need to jump start my blogging mojo while keeping it doable with my busy life. Deal? Deal. (We just did a virtual pinky swear.)
Without further ado, I give you...
2011: Day 1
New Years Day is generally my day to pack up the Christmas decorations. I find it a melancholy yet satisfying task. We decorate for Christmas right after Thanksgiving and enjoy every minute of Santa-Snowman-Rudolf-Gingerbread- Christmas Tree in Every Room-Candlelit-Vintage holiday decorated goodness. I always think I won't want to ever take the decorations down. But by January 1st, I'm good. I'm ready to simplify again. And so it went today...
I took a break from my task to have some leftovers for lunch. Mmmmm, who doesn't love leftover pasta? This is a Pioneer Woman recipe. Specifically, Pasta with Tomato Cream Sauce. We were scheduled to go to a New Years Bunco party last night, but Danny wasn't feeling all that great and I was tired, so we decided to hunker down at home. Hayley was babysitting some dear little ones early and Brian was heading off to a friend's house to spend the night. I needed to whip up something yummy but quick so Bri could eat before he left and Hayley could eat when she got home. I threw some seared Italian sausage in and with some garlic bread, this got a resounding thumbs up from everyone. But the best part of pasta is almost always the leftovers. Mmmm...what a nice, homey way to start off 2011.
With that, I'll let you in on a little secret. Whenever anyone (be it family or friends) leaves my house, I always stand on the porch or in the window and watch them drive away and I whisper a little prayer. As we leave 2010 and all head off into 2011, I thank God for each and every one of you...may He keep you happy, healthy, safe and strong. And bring you home safely.
Monday, December 27, 2010
The Christmas Card Photo Shoot
Insert applause here.
Okay then. What shall I write about? There is no shortage of things I could fill you all in on. We had a season of Volleyball with Hayley that was pretty darn good. But that is a long post with lots of photos that aren't yet edited. Besides, due to unforeseen circumstances (and a blog post all its own!) the Volleyball awards ceremony had to be postponed until further notice and that probably needs to be included in the Great Volleyball Post of

We hope you all had a very
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Shiny Happy People
We've been busy in these parts with work and volleyball and bowling, so it took a day or two to unpack the 'puter and get her all set up and I'm still learning the in's and out's of working on a laptop, but wowza...it's pretty cool. I feel like such a grown-up now. {{ If I could just figure out why my nice big text just got all small...what did I hit? Gahhhh!! }} Sorry, I need to turn off my internal dialogue...
Okay, so what's been going on?
So, today is my Daddy's birthday! Happy Birthday Daddy! Yes, I'm 46 and he's 78 and I still call him Daddy. =) I just got off the phone with Josie Grandma and Grampa after wishing him a Happy Birthday. It's raining where they are (in hot, dry Arizona) and I had to chuckle because it's pretty darn gorgeous here in the stereotypically rainy Pacific Northwest. Regardless of the weather, I am glad to report that all is well with the Josies. =)
It's been a lovely day, starting off with coffee with my dear friend Diana. Can I just say I love my Tuesday mornings with Diana? Then it was off to the bowling alley for my weekly league. I threw a 183, 126 (oops!) and a 201. Good stuff! Then I got a message from a friend telling me that Hayley made the Everett Herald today! She was selected as their Prep Athlete of the Week for Volleyball!! Cool beans!
Friday, September 10, 2010
18 years ago...
Flash forward eighteen years. Can it really be that eighteen years have gone by and this sweet little baby...
has grown into this sweet young lady, ready to take on the world?
I wish I had more baby pictures scanned in to post right now. Alas, that was in the pre-digital era and they're in a box upstairs and I'm on a tight schedule here. See, little Hayley plays volleyball. Really well. And we're headed to Yakima today to watch our girl play tomorrow in a tournament at the Sundome. Go Lady Cougs! (They played their first game of the season last night and basically taught Cedarcrest a lesson and it only took 3 games to do it! Ten kills for my girl...woot!)
So, for now, my baby gets to finally sleep in today, we'll make her a yummy birthday breakfast, and then there will be a fun bus ride to Yakima for the team this afternoon and we'll all meet up for dinner at the Olive Garden. My girl dies for their soup! And no doubt there will be some napkin folding going on at the table too. (Guaranteed photos of that coming!)
HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY HAYLEY! We love you and couldn't be prouder!
Edited live from Yakima, Washington!
I told you there would be napkin folding at the Olive Garden!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
A new beginning...sort of.
My apologies to those of you who checked in now and again to see if I'd had anything to say...and left with no news. And many thanks to those of you who asked if I was ever going to update my blog...I have a hard time believing that more than a few people read it, until one of the kids friends mentions it (and the lack of posts...Hi Jared!) Plus, I got on Facebook and its so easy to just post a photo with a caption and carry on. But for some reason, here I sit at my computer, and I want to write. I could post a photo or two on Facebook, but I think some photos just need more than a one-line caption. For instance, this photo:
In case you're wondering where the girl-child was on this fine September 1st morning, she was around. But since she's on the college schedule, Hayley doesn't start school until the 20th. So, instead of heading to school, she headed south on the freeway to meet up with friends at the mall to do some back-to-school shopping. Sniffle sniffle...almost 18 and she doesn't need her mama for that anymore. Honestly, I can't wait to see what she comes home with. So before she left, she posed with her little brother on his first day of school.
Seems we need to do some measuring tonight. Hayley pointed out that Brian is now taller than she is. I measured him a few weeks ago at an even 6', but she's just shy of that so he must've grown...again
So, that was our morning. I met my good friend Diana for coffee. Then Dano and I took our morning 2 mile walk through the neighborhood. Then I read the local newspaper and found Hayley's picture in it with an article about how awesome her school volleyball team is hoping to be, which was kind of a nice surprise to come across that with no warning!
Hopefully, soon I'll have some posts catching up on the Liebel Family Summer 2010. It was busy (visits from Missy Laura and Corey, Uncle Pat & Aunt Andree, Josie Grandma & Grampa, Uncle Keith, Uncle Pat (AGAIN) plus two really cool volleyball coaches for our school VB camp, a visit for Hayley and I down to SoCal, Brian kicking butt at the bowling alley and life in general.)
But for now...I'm back. =)
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Envy and a Trip Down Bird Memory Lane
Can you stand it? I cannot. Anyone that knows me has no doubt had to listen to me rave about the wildlife up here in ye olde Pacific Northwest. Not once did I ever see this type of action in SoCal. The closest I came was once when an unseen wayward skunk "exploded" under our bedroom window, causing us to think there was a massive chemical spill in the area that was going to kill us. True story.
Anyway, I thought I had it made last week when an eagle flew right over Brian and I as we were pulling around our corner. Then I laid eyes on this picture. JeanneDeb really has it made...and she knew that sharing it with me would make my day. Thanks JeanneDeb!
So, what kind of wildlife do I have hanging around my house?
Well, check out Exhibit A:
Baby birdies! Okay, so they're not baby bald eagles, but I take what I can get. But there is an interesting back story to this nest. It's a story of recycling. (And yes, that is my very high-tech device that I refer to as my "compact mirror lens." Fancy schtuff.)
Remember this? (scrolllll down past Laura making googly eyes at the coffee maker....heee!)
Look familiar? I couldn't bear to just throw the engineering marvel of the nest in the trash, so I put it back up on the beam. And there it sat, undisturbed for the past 10 months.
Last week, Danny asked if the nest was still there. I'd actually checked the week before he asked and told him, "Yep, still there. Still empty." So, while sitting on the deck steps the other day, I saw blue shell fragments. Horror!!! You can imagine my surprise when I went and grabbed the nest, expecting the worst only to find three tiny babes fast asleep (I think there are 3...I didn't look too long for fear an angry mama bird was going to dive-bomb me.) I checked again today and the mama is obviously caring well for them because they've easily doubled in size. Now I have to worry that the big, bad raccoon that frequents my other deck just about every night will discover them. GAHHHHH!!!
So the weirdest part of this is that my Missy Laura and her Corey were up visiting last year when the nest massacre went down. And they were just here two weeks ago. (Exciting blog post about that coming next!) Laura, I'll bet you that the nest had pretty blue eggs in it while you were here and WE DIDN'T EVEN LOOK!! We must've been busy drinking margaritas that your man whipped up for us. =)
In other animal news, Willie didn't come home this morning. We always worry...and then he always comes home. Sigh. Just not yet today.
Edited Thursday morning: He sauntered home last night around 10:30. Right after the raccoon ate all his food that sat out all day. Serves him right! Ha!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
When Pigs Fly
People, this is big. For those who haven't met the key players, allow me to introduce Willie and Molly. While they share an uncanny resemblance, they're only related by the bonds of adoption. In other words, we adopted sweet, stray Willie last July (as an outside mouser kitty only...ha!) and Molly has been wondering when the vagrant boy is going to leave. He comes in now and then (okay, 3 times a day) for lunchmeat snacks and naps on Dad's bed, but the boy fa-reaks when shown the litter box inside, so he can only stay in for so long. Imagine the confines of a proper litter box when the whole world had always been your litter box.
I digress.
So, they normally do a cursory once-over and sniff noses and then ignore each other. Lately though, Molly has taken to batting Willie in the face. And that doesn't go over so well. So, imagine my surprise when Dan brought Willie inside (people, it is COLD outside!) and he hopped up onto our bed to find Molly in his spot. I expected kitty fireworks, but instead got this:
Utter and complete indifference.
Ummm, so not what I expected.
He got busy chewing dirtclods from between his toes.
Not to be outdone, Molly decided a quick toe-clean was in order.
Unreal.
Then, like men will do, he fell right to sleep.
He's a funny guy. I think outside life is so stressful for him sometimes that when he comes inside, he's out like a light in mere minutes.
Molly's thinking, "Seriously? Dude, you're like, a foot away."
He was unfazed.
So she gave in and fell asleep, too.
They're still like this...an hour later.
When pigs fly. Go figure. =)




























