web image of an attic

web image of an attic
photo credit: James Lillich - 2012

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Go West, My Children (Part 2)

     My summer has been very busy so this post has taken a while to write.
     I am writing about the second, third, and fourth day of our vacation.  Two of those days were pretty much just driving, so I'm writing them all in the same part.
     At about 8:00 am that morning we left the hotel and headed to Iowa.  We got into Iowa at about 9:30am.  We stopped to eat sandwiches at a rest area in Iowa at about 11:30am Central time. When we left lunch we were headed to South Dakota.
     The time changed to Mountain time, which is two hours behind our regular time, when we got into South Dakota.  While we were in South Dakota, we decided to stop at the Laura Ingalls Wilder home in DeSmet, South Dakota. 
     It was a neat experience.  We got to see an old sewing machine and an organ like the one Laura had.  We got to see her original house and a dug-out similar to the dug-out Laura lived in for a little bit of time.  We also got to do some activities like making jump-ropes, braided rugs, and what we call a button-and-string toy.  I regret we couldn't stay longer, but we had a long drive ahead of us, and we had to get moving.

A photo of Laura Ingalls Wilder.


A house like Laura Ingalls lived in.
    
     We ate at a Dairy Queen for supper, which is a rare treat, and got back on the road.
    
     We got to the Sunshine Inn Motel in Wall, South Dakota at about 11:00 pm Mountain time, and we got to bed 40 minutes later.  The hotel we were staying in was nice.  Just down the road from our hotel was Wall Drug, a drug store that is very popular.  To put it in perspective how big Wall Drug is, we saw Wall Drug signs beside the Interstate a hundred miles from the actual place, and Wall Drug was almost half the town.

     The Sunshine Inn.
    
     We were in the van for 15 hours that day.

     The next morning we went to the Badlands.  We saw a lot of elk and prairie dogs.  When we were going through the Badlands, we saw the layers of the colorful dirt piled into mountains.  The layers were all perfectly layered on top of each other.  It was such obvious proof that there is a powerful, yet gentle, God that is such a good creator, he thinks of everything as small as the DNA deep inside us to the giant stars so far away they look small in the sky.  I don't know how people could really believe that life happened by accident.  God loves us all no matter our past. If you think He couldn't love you because of your past, you need to know Jesus, God's only son, didn't die for nothing.

     A few small hills.

     The perfect layers.

     A few big hills.

     When we ate sandwiches for lunch at a picnic area in the Badlands, we were able to be up close and personal to the wet but powdery layers of dirt.

     Us, eating lunch.

     That night we ate at the Wall Drug restaurant.  Even though it was 6:00pm at home and it was supper time, in South Dakota it was only 4:00pm.  You can probably imagine what most of the people thought of us eating supper at 4:00 pm.

     The main Wall Drug Sign.

     While we browsed the Wall Drug stores, it was raining hard. We got wet walking/running back to the hotel less than a fourth a mile away.
    
     The next day was mostly driving. We left the motel, got gas, and headed to Wyoming.  Just before we left South Dakota, we stopped at the Cosmos Mystery Area near Mount Rushmore. 

    The Cosmos sign at the entrance.

     All it was, was a house that was built against gravity. So when you were walking to the right  you were really walking up, and when you tried to walk, what you thought was up, you fell over.
     We got to Wyoming at 1:00pm and we stopped to eat lunch. You can probably guess that we ate sandwiches for lunch. 
     We got into Colorado around 5:00pm and got to where we were staying at about 8:30pm.  We stayed at the Saddle and Surrey Motel in Estes Park, Colorado.  It was a nice place.  We had adjoining rooms, and one room had a kitchen.  We were in bed about 9:30pm.
     We were in the van about 15 hours that day.
From My Attic,
Eva 









                      

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Go West, My Children (Part I)

     I am going to write this post about our three week western vacation.  Since it was three weeks of pure adventure, you will have to bear with me as I write the story in parts.
     It was 5:15am on Saturday, May 23, 2015 when we were packing the last of our stuff in our 15 passenger van, and leaving our house.  It was a beautiful sunrise and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. 
 
    
     When we were in Tennessee my little sister got car sick.  We got off an exit of the Interstate that led to a rough looking town.  On the right side of the road there was a Citgo that looked like it was used more for a pub than a gas station.  On the left there was a little plaza, with a Dollar General and a few other stores.  The front of every buildings' windows were covered with bars, like the ones on a jail cell.   We stopped at the Dollar General, because  it looked less crowded.  It was a bit of a rough place.  We finished changing my little sister, and we got out of there as fast as the speed limit would permit.
     We ate sandwiches for lunch a little farther down the Interstate at a rest area in Tennessee. (You find that we ate quite a few sandwiches for lunch the first few days of this trip.)  It had just turned to Central time when we ate lunch.  It was kind of funny to think that we were eating lunch at 11:00am in Central time but 12:00pm at home in Eastern time.
     At about 6:00pm we went through Missouri and we saw the Saint Louis Arch!
     By 9:30pm it was getting dark and was raining steadily.  (Apparently it was prettier at home in South Carolina, as far as weather, than here in Kansas City, Missouri.)  It was hard to see the road because of the fog from the 18-wheelers and the rain.
     We got to our hotel in Kansas City, Missouri at about 10:00pm that night.  It was a Quality Inn and Suites that was pretty nice.  At least it had beds that were more soft to sleep on than each others laps in our 15 passenger van.
     We drove through 5 states in 15 hours that day, but there were still longer days and a lot more adventure to come on our trip.
       From My Attic,
Eva

Friday, January 23, 2015

Rainy Days

     It just started raining last night, but it seems like it has been rainy forever.  Since we can't go outside in the rain, we are having to be cooped up inside the house all day.
     Just a few minutes ago one of my brothers had a mental breakdown from being inside all day.  The things he said made me think of a song I heard my mom sing once.


     If rainy days and Mondays get you down, always remember God loves you. When life rains down on you and you feel like giving up, just lean on God, and he will help you.

From My Attic,
Eva  

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Pie Contest

     Okay, so the day before Christmas Eve my oldest brother, Nathan, and I were having an argument about who was the best cook.
     The argument turned out to be that we would both make an apple pie, and it would be judged by our dad to see who had made the best pie.
     We both worked the whole afternoon to make our pies, and that night our pies were tested.

My pie (blue dish) and Nathan's pie (clear dish)
   
 Me, putting a bandana over my dad's eyes.

The contestants' slices of pie. 
     
     My dad never likes to put one of us higher than the other, so he tested, then he tested again.  Since he was blindfolded he didn't know whose pie was whose, so he chose the pie he thought was best.
     
     He picked my pie as the best!  I was so excited that I had beat my oldest brother in cooking. He had always bragged about how good of a cook he was, and I had just beat him in cooking a pie (We have always been very competitive).  
     My mom said she thought Nathan's pie was better, because it wasn't as sweet as mine.  My dad liked my pie better, because it was sweeter (He has always been a sweet-tooth).
     In other words, both of the pies were good; it just depends on your mood.

From My Attic,
Eva


      
        

           
      
       










Monday, January 5, 2015

My Wonderful Family Of Eleven

     We just recently got a trailer full of pine straw to spread around our shrubbery in our front yard.   So today my dad got my brothers and sister outside to spread straw.

 My brothers.

My sister.

 My brothers, sister, and dad.
   
While all of this fun was going on, my mom and I both worked on preparing supper for the hungry boys.

We prepared this meal :

Oven-fried chicken,
Baked macaroni and cheese,
Boiled kale from our garden,
A loaf of bread,
Canned sweet peas,
And microwaved potatoes.
   
   Our delicious meal.
     
     All of the food was scrumptious and our front yard looks good with fresh straw around the shrubbery.

     
     All of this was preformed tonight by my wonderful family of eleven. 


                           From My Attic,
                                    Eva


     
   
       
    
      


Sunday, January 4, 2015

God Is So Good

     It has been either cloudy or raining for the last two weeks, except a of couple days when it cleared up only to get cloudy again that night.
   
     Sooo distressing.
   
     Well, I think God just knew I needed to see the sunset and tonight he sent a breeze to blow away some of the clouds in the west revealing the most beautiful sunset.
  



                                                                           
     It was such a relief to be able to see the sunset and feel the cool breeze on my face. 
   
    All of this reminds me, God is so good.

From My Attic, 
Eva 

Monday, December 22, 2014

Candy Cane Hearts

     Yesterday after church, my little brother was making hearts out of candy canes (He had gotten a bag of candy as a treat).  As he made as many hearts as he could, I took the apples and oranges out of the paper bag and put them in a large bowl.
 
      I watched as he made the hearts.  When my dad looked at the hearts, my younger brother asked him how he liked them. "They are pretty Samuel," said my dad and then went on cooking lunch.

     Later when I asked my brother why he had made the hearts, he said, "I wanted to make the hearts for mommy and daddy, because I wanted to show them that I love them."


   
     I still wonder how my six year-old little brother figured out how to show his love for his mommy and daddy, with four candy canes and the shape of a heart.

From My Attic,
Eva