This year we are trying box gardening. SD and JP built the box garden. We had to purchase bags of top soil and mixed it with manure. We planted tomatoes, carrots, green beans, yellow squash, green onions, hot peppers and Japanese eggplants. AM also planted sweet basils, cilantros and jalapenos in containers.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Ward Memorial Day BBQ
We had a wonderful Memorial Day spending time with friends. We had BBQ pulled pork, hot dogs, hamburgers and all the yummy fixings. The kids had fun swimming and we enjoy some musics from our friends. We had fun relaxing and visiting with friends. The weather cooperated with the event and it is a wonderful day to remember all the people who fought for our FREEDOM.





Birthday Sleepover for JA
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
PROMOTION for JP!!!
We are a PROUD Ma and Pa!!! Our one and only boy JP got some wonderful award for his promotion night. He received a President's Education Awards Program for getting all A's. The one and only from his 8th Graders. The certificate has a stamped signature of the President of the United States. He also got a certificate for the best student in Geometry. He got recognized for the only student that made it to the School of Science and Math.
JP we LOVE YOU and we are lucky to be your parents. You are an amazing son and you have grown so much. CONGRATULATIONS on ALL your accomplishments!!!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
a busy week
Just so I don't forget because sometime I want to write more about these and add pictures, I looked at our calendar for the past week and realized why we might be exhausted.
SUNDAY-Mother's Day: burned beef and vegetables.
MONDAY-EM: neurology appt. SD goes out marking bike routes early morning.
TUESDAY-SA goes out marking bike route early morning. AM volunteering for Band Banquet, has gallstone attack, JP was suppose to attend award ceremony for Chicago trip, misses this; attends Band Banquet, receives Most Outstanding Band Member for all of the middle school. His good friends take the other two top awards.
WEDNESDAY-EM preschool graduation. SD finds out bike routes have to be changed, goes out marking again.
THURSDAY-JP wakes up early AM to go out to Kentucky for middle school honors field trip. SD goes out marking. JP finds out he has baseball game 15 minutes before it starts.
FRIDAY-SD national bike to work day, get up early to lead ride.
SATURDAY-SD gets up at 4 am to help set up Le Tour. Pouring rain. JP and SD ride 50 mile, 1 hour in pouring rain, then sunshine. Breakdown in pouring rain. JP and SD go to the symphony on complimentary tickets from JP clarinet tutor.


SUNDAY-Mother's Day: burned beef and vegetables.
MONDAY-EM: neurology appt. SD goes out marking bike routes early morning.
TUESDAY-SA goes out marking bike route early morning. AM volunteering for Band Banquet, has gallstone attack, JP was suppose to attend award ceremony for Chicago trip, misses this; attends Band Banquet, receives Most Outstanding Band Member for all of the middle school. His good friends take the other two top awards.
WEDNESDAY-EM preschool graduation. SD finds out bike routes have to be changed, goes out marking again.
THURSDAY-JP wakes up early AM to go out to Kentucky for middle school honors field trip. SD goes out marking. JP finds out he has baseball game 15 minutes before it starts.
FRIDAY-SD national bike to work day, get up early to lead ride.
SATURDAY-SD gets up at 4 am to help set up Le Tour. Pouring rain. JP and SD ride 50 mile, 1 hour in pouring rain, then sunshine. Breakdown in pouring rain. JP and SD go to the symphony on complimentary tickets from JP clarinet tutor.
gall stones?!
Tuesday afternoon I get a call on my cell phone from AM, clearly highly distressed with chest pain, not really able to talk during intermittent waves of pain. Thankfully, our friend TE was able to drive her into the emergency room. A quick ECG ruled out a heart attack, and by then the pain had subsided. An eventual ultrasound showed a gall stone, although not necessarily in a position that would 100% confirm that this was the source of her pain. (Apparently up to 10% of people have gall stones, most without any symptoms.) Nevertheless, given the history of having a similar attack about 9 months ago, the most likely diagnosis is the gall stone with the recommendation to surgically remove the gall bladder.
So AM is going in thursday to schedule her surgery. She is generally feeling okay now, although very nervous about the surgery.
So AM is going in thursday to schedule her surgery. She is generally feeling okay now, although very nervous about the surgery.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Laws of Life Essay Contest
In this past school year I entered in an essay contest created by the local Rotary Club. The essays had to be about a law of life. The story had to be fictional and show the law of life. My essay won second place in my school. I got a neat little certificate and a nice check for $50. Here's a copy of my essay:
Law of Life Essay
(This story is fictional)
As a volunteer in a humanities mission group at my church I got the chance to travel around the world helping others. Through my travels I discovered a law of life; always help others in need, and you shall be blessed. I discovered this law of life during my first group mission. Our group was sent to several rural islands in Indonesia to help the survivors of a recent tsunami in the area. I will never forget my experiences there.
As we flew towards and over a few islands I could see wreckage everywhere. I could see people walking aimlessly, not knowing where to begin rebuilding their lives. There were still people crying, people still looking for lost loved ones. These rural islands were in utter despair. It was a twisted paradise with sandy beaches but bodies were floating in the water. I cringed at the sight of all these atrocities. I could see we had our work cut out for us. So, for the next few weeks, we spent every hour helping the locals in any way we could.
One particular experience really stood out in my mind. We were helping a large family whose house, or more accurately hut, had been completely demolished and blown hundreds of yards away. The family was made up of a grandmother, a mother, and five children. The mother told us that her husband and oldest son were missing. Apparently the two had been working somewhere on the beach when the tsunami hit. She said that she still had not told her children that their father and older brother would never come back. Without their father and older brother, it would be very difficult for them to rebuild a suitable shelter, so that became our main focus helping the family. During breaks from building a shelter the mother told us about all that the family had been through. She told us that they had once lived in decent, clean, and sturdy house. But when her husband lost his job because of an injury, they were forced to move into the lowdown, small shack that now lay in bits some distance away. She said that each day was a struggle to survive. There was not enough food for her children, and they were constantly fighting off sickness and disease because of a lack of medical care. Not to mention they were all crammed in that small and unsanitary hut. I could see they had been through so many trials and tribulations, and yet they had survived it all. Such a strong family bond that existed there! After we learned of all the trials they had gone through we worked twice as hard building and shortly finished a sturdy shelter.
That family was not the only people we got to help. We traveled around the islands helping many people with similar stories as the first family. Most were poor and did not have sufficient living conditions even before the tsunami hit. Each day we helped people with heart-wrenching stories. We did not just build shelters; we also helped pass out food, hygiene kits, and other supplies.
The food that we passed out was neither extremely fancy nor that tasty. In fact the only food we passed out were just loaves of bread, fruit, rice, and jugs of water. The people that I saw were so grateful for the meager supplies. Even though most could not speak English, their faces spoke their feelings plainly enough. What we took for granted in the States was gold on these rural islands. I was just amazed.
On the plane flight back home I reflected on my experiences. I realized what a major difference I had made in the lives of those with whom I had come in contact. I had such a warm, glowing feeling inside I thought I was going to explode with joy. I felt so humbled. Seeing and helping those who were less fortunate than I made me see how blessed I was. It made me even more grateful for everything in my life. I would go on many more humanity missions, but I will always remember that Indonesian trip.
Law of Life Essay
(This story is fictional)
As a volunteer in a humanities mission group at my church I got the chance to travel around the world helping others. Through my travels I discovered a law of life; always help others in need, and you shall be blessed. I discovered this law of life during my first group mission. Our group was sent to several rural islands in Indonesia to help the survivors of a recent tsunami in the area. I will never forget my experiences there.
As we flew towards and over a few islands I could see wreckage everywhere. I could see people walking aimlessly, not knowing where to begin rebuilding their lives. There were still people crying, people still looking for lost loved ones. These rural islands were in utter despair. It was a twisted paradise with sandy beaches but bodies were floating in the water. I cringed at the sight of all these atrocities. I could see we had our work cut out for us. So, for the next few weeks, we spent every hour helping the locals in any way we could.
One particular experience really stood out in my mind. We were helping a large family whose house, or more accurately hut, had been completely demolished and blown hundreds of yards away. The family was made up of a grandmother, a mother, and five children. The mother told us that her husband and oldest son were missing. Apparently the two had been working somewhere on the beach when the tsunami hit. She said that she still had not told her children that their father and older brother would never come back. Without their father and older brother, it would be very difficult for them to rebuild a suitable shelter, so that became our main focus helping the family. During breaks from building a shelter the mother told us about all that the family had been through. She told us that they had once lived in decent, clean, and sturdy house. But when her husband lost his job because of an injury, they were forced to move into the lowdown, small shack that now lay in bits some distance away. She said that each day was a struggle to survive. There was not enough food for her children, and they were constantly fighting off sickness and disease because of a lack of medical care. Not to mention they were all crammed in that small and unsanitary hut. I could see they had been through so many trials and tribulations, and yet they had survived it all. Such a strong family bond that existed there! After we learned of all the trials they had gone through we worked twice as hard building and shortly finished a sturdy shelter.
That family was not the only people we got to help. We traveled around the islands helping many people with similar stories as the first family. Most were poor and did not have sufficient living conditions even before the tsunami hit. Each day we helped people with heart-wrenching stories. We did not just build shelters; we also helped pass out food, hygiene kits, and other supplies.
The food that we passed out was neither extremely fancy nor that tasty. In fact the only food we passed out were just loaves of bread, fruit, rice, and jugs of water. The people that I saw were so grateful for the meager supplies. Even though most could not speak English, their faces spoke their feelings plainly enough. What we took for granted in the States was gold on these rural islands. I was just amazed.
On the plane flight back home I reflected on my experiences. I realized what a major difference I had made in the lives of those with whom I had come in contact. I had such a warm, glowing feeling inside I thought I was going to explode with joy. I felt so humbled. Seeing and helping those who were less fortunate than I made me see how blessed I was. It made me even more grateful for everything in my life. I would go on many more humanity missions, but I will always remember that Indonesian trip.