It's too HOT!!!!!

Yup, 104 degrees in downtown Seattle. Way too hot for not having air conditiong at home. It's sooo hard to sleep.

Temperatures soared into three digits around Western Washington early this afternoon, hitting a record 102 degrees at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport between 2 and 3 p.m. The 102-degree mark at Sea-Tac, where the city's official readings are taken, topped the overall record of 100 set on July 16, 1941 and matched on July 20, 1994. Seattle's record for July 29 had been 95, set in 1971.

Where I'm From...

We have a challenge on our Obsessed Scrappers United boards..to go to this site and create a LO using the questions about where I am from. This was based on a poem by George Ella Lyons called "Where I'm From." It took quite awhile to come up with my words & the LO followed easily. I used paper from July's Club Scrap Jr. kit....it fit the theme beautifully!!

Where I'm From

I am from cool saltwater breezes, from shells, starfish & clams, from a Voit wetsuit for skiing over the sound, long sunny days & cold winter nights.

I am from a home built by my parents & added onto when I was born, from beautiful “mother-tended” gardens, from a shop full of tools & smells of creativity.

I am from wild blackberries, thimbleberries, nettles, elderberry trees, Fireweed, Indian Paint Brush & from the sweet scent of Sweet Peas & colorful, sweet blossoms of Nasturtiums.

I am from family gatherings reuniting souls each summer & loving, caring, closely knit kin, from George & Ruth, from Andrews & Loomis.

I am from the honest & hard-working, music lovers & the curious, from the artistic & creative.

From wait ½ hour after lunch before you can go swimming & is your homework done.

I am from solid & quiet Presbyterians, from the huge brick building & a Sunday School teacher I loved. I am from red-doored Episcopalians & a small church in Port Townsend.

I am from the Pacific NW, third generation, from pioneer stock. The ocean, sound, lakes & rivers run through my veins. From grilled & smoked salmon, butter clams, shrimp, Dungeness crab, sweet corn from grandpa’s garden.

From hardy Yankee stock in Maine who came west in the 1840s, returned to the east to fight in the Civil War, & came west again to homestead in Washington Territory, from a guitar playing dairy farmer & an Irish lass turned school teacher. From a dairy farmer’s son & a brick mason’s daughter – country & city united, strong, dedicated, hard-working men & women.

I am from photos lovingly scrapped from the 1800s to today, from a genealogy written in 1700s Ireland, tatted lace, crewel pictures, hand-made dresses, a hand-hewn shingle from a barn long gone, silver from a generation that lived in a castle & were landed gentry, my paternal grandfather’s guitar that I never heard him play, the letters from cousins in England during WWII, & the stories passed down from generation to generation to those who still love to hear them.

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This is what 99 looks likes...

This woman has so far, had an inspiring life - serving as Red Cross Club Director in the Orient during WWII to being the Director of Home & Family Life education for the State of Washington (30 years) until her retirement in 1977. She still has a wonderful wit and an enjoyment of all her family around her.

So, family from all over the state came to Olympia to celebrate her birthday at Falls Terrace.


There were over 30 0f us there and my aunt had a great time. The food was wonderful - I had a Seafood Louie, and others had plank grilled salmon, oysters, chicken..and at the end a big birthday cake. I need to mention that the flowers on the cake were 'crimson & gray' - my aunt is a Coug as are almost everyone of us - Washington State University doesn't lack for alumni in our family!!




And, I got to meet the youngest member of our family, Demetri, who is a delightful 2 year old. We held a wonderful conversation for quite awhile.


After, Falls Terrace, most of us returned to my aunt's home and we opened cards and gifts, chatted awhile longer & then left for home. DH & I got home around 10:00 PM after dropping off my nephews.

We were tired, but very, very happy!! Always need that family infusion!!!