The second night of our vacation,
Joe, Hilary and I went to one of the three hot springs spas.
No one else was interested or brought a bathing suit.
They really missed out.
It was a whopping 13 degrees when we went.
We bought our admission, rented towels and a locker,
and changed in the changing area.
We met Joe just outside the doors.
BRRRRRR
And the smell of rotten eggs was everywhere.
Ahhh minerals out of the earth!
We hurried over to the main pool, that had a hot tub in the middle.
Hilary jumped into the deserted tub while Joe and I settled our shoes.
Hilary screamed.
It was 84 degrees in the water.
Joe and I got into the pool, and it was very chilly.
The kids wanted to finish their beers,
so as the chugged with with chattering teeth,
I put my shoes on, wrapped myself with the tiny little towel
and began to explore.
There were 23 different areas in the spa
all with different temperatures and themes surrounding them.
I went through the area,to the opposite end, where it was adult only.
After getting into the gate, and looking around,
I could not open the gate again to leave.
Someone, near the fire pit, eventually helped me with the code to leave.
By this time, I was chilled to the bone.
I went back to find Hil and Joe.
They had just gotten out of the pool and were making their way to me.
We met at another pool that registered 103 degrees.
As we were all so cold,
we disrobed and slid into the steamy water.
Wow! Did that every feel nice!
There were two women in the tub with us,
and another couple joined a few minutes later.
We began a nice conversation,
as the women live near by,
and the couple came here often from California.
About that time, one of the women stood up and looked over to another pool.
She excitedly said that the group that was there, were leaving.
All seven of us stood up at the same time,
and en mass moved tot he 106 degree pool.
Heaven.
It had a little water fall with very hot water!
A woman and her son came and joined us,
and I learned that she worked as a massage therapist at the spa.
She told all about the mother spring where all the hot water came from.
140 degrees!
She told us that Guiness Book of World Records
just added Pagosa Springs this year,
as the worlds deepest natural hot springs.
They measured 1,200 feet.
And only that deep because that was as long
as the string was that they brought to measure with!
After a while we decided to explore the rest of the spa.
Even though our towels were frozen solid,
and we couldn't put our shoes on any longer,
we hiked around the spa.
They had sprinkled salt onto the sidewalks, as it had turned to ice,
and you couldn't hold onto the the railings
for fear of your hands getting frozen to them.
Joe kept jumping into every pool we passed as his feet were freezing.
Lucky me, as feet can't feel temperature differences at all!
Hil and Joe tested out the 110 degree pond, and I stuck to 105-107.
After some intense negotiation by Joe,
we were able to enter the adult only area that we had paid for,
but had not been given the code or correct wristband.
It was so quiet and warm!
It was about 10:30 pm by this time and we were so relaxed!
Hilary discovered a a waterfall in the pool beside the current one,
and off she went.
As she went through and behind the falls,
I thought that her hair would turn green.
Joe informed me he had read that neither hair nor skin would change color,
but that the minerals would tarnish silver.
I looked at my wedding rings and sure enough,
they were black!
hahahahahaha!
We made our way across a pond on a wooden bridge,
then up to the very top two pools.
I cannot express to you how wonderful this entire night was.
The sky was black and there were more stars than I have ever seen.
That is, if you could see through the steam rising off of the spa and pools.
What a magical time and place this is.
I floated until I almost dozed off.
I felt totrally at peace and loved and cared for.
No one caught a cold!
Which is a miracle in it self.
Next time, I may have to experience these hot springs
in the spring or fall, and during daytime.
It's always an adventure! Life of an artist while raising and releasing daughters. Memories, current happenings, short stories. My mistakes and triumphs along the way.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Banana babies!
Just a few picks of the Grandbabies
from vacation in Pagosa Springs CO
At first they seemed a little shy...
then we couldn't keep them out of the snow!
They didn't even wait to put coats and shoes on!
They have never seen snow....
they live in TX near Corpus Christi
OH.....getting ready for skiing the next day,
found lots of wild hats!
Snow angels!
Ski lessons for the wolf pups.
Brittany took right to it,
Beau hated every minute.
Papa Terry hung with them tho,
the whole day, while I ran around the hills
taking pics of everyone else skiing and snowboarding.
What a trooper!
Brittany's 7th birthday will be in 6 days!
So we had a party!
The hat I made for her...she loves horses!
Fist bump for great snow ice cream on our last morning!
Thumbs up for the snow ice cream
Adding milk and sugar and vanilla!
A little taste test...
she said it tasted like BBQ
I am so blessed.....I love them so!
Ballard family vacation!
We all arrived home safely
after a five day vacation in
Pagosa Springs Colorado.
There were ten of us all together,
and it was the best time I have ever had!
I got to play with my grandbabies,
spend time with Terry's son and his wife,
(whom I adore!)
both V and Hil came with their boys.
Everyone did what they wanted to,
and no one had their feelings hurt!
(I behaved well,
thank you all very much for your prayers!)
The trip there was ok,
the trip back was very long!
Colorado is Beeeaaaauuuutiful!
A six hour drive from Denver to Pagosa Springs,
then shuttles to airport, car rental,
parking, and to and from Chicago Ohare!
We arrived home at 5 am after leaving the house at 10 am.
Joe drove us the whole way!
I am so thankful for him and his tireless humor!
I will be sharing stories and photos as the week goes!
So glad to be home.
Chuck is fine.
My daddy took really good care of him.
So looking forward to continuing this tradition,
practically we will vacation together every other year.
I am so very, very blessed!
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Randomness
I finally turned up the heat to 71.
65 was just not getting it today with 10 small degrees outside.
And now it has begun to snow again.
Very pretty, light clumps of snow.
I like this kind.
Have been knitting on a few things and thought I'd share.
Here is a hat I mad for the granddaughter for her bday.
7!
How time flies!
She loves horses!
Hil is modeling.

65 was just not getting it today with 10 small degrees outside.
And now it has begun to snow again.
Very pretty, light clumps of snow.
I like this kind.
Have been knitting on a few things and thought I'd share.
Here is a hat I mad for the granddaughter for her bday.
7!
How time flies!
She loves horses!
Hil is modeling.
Notice Hil's laundry and my coupons in the background? LOL
Here are the grandbabies in their snow suits I sent.
They look a bit warm as they are in southern Texas now.
Hopefully Colorado will be nice and chilly for them!
My daddy turned 73 at the end of January.
Not the best of pics, as he is usually smiling very cheesy at the camera.
Guess he was concentrating on his birthday gifts.
Love that man so much!
I finally got my spinning wheel out,
spinning some really yummy core spun;
Chuck gathered all his toys at my feet,
before realizing I was not going to play.
Then he lay down for a bit.
Hil was in charge of games for a baby shower.
Can you guess which candy bar is melted in this diaper?
Gross!
Beau in his khaki hat I knit him for Christmas
Brittany in her mom's hat.
Mistaken identity I suppose.
I have been following the Daniel diet
which basically is fruit veggies, water and grains.
No sugar, coffee, dairy, meats etc.
After the first three days, my headache went away.
I cheated a bit for Super Bowl, but not much.
Since then I have had a few coffees, and a bit o sugar.
If anything, I have come to realize how good my body feels
without all the crap!
Joining anytime fitness when I get home from vacation.
Just can't get the cardio I need walking Chuck in the snow.
Looking forward to some changes!
Here is a pair of knee highs I have been working on for Hil.
The next photos show different ways to wear them...
high boot, or cuffed way down!
They are really really warm.
here is the cable on the back center.
And finally a bearded hat I made for Bernard!
Now Daddy wants one in white!

One of the girly girls is getting married,
and we are planning a shower for her
when I get home from vacation!
Really excited about this,
as she has left the door open to all gifts!
Who knows what these church ladies will come up with!
So, I will continue working on her gift,
packing for Colorado and chasing black birds from my feeders!
I am blessed!
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Invisible
Oh, it's cool to see the different pages set up by my friends,
different pictures and looks.
I really don't care what they wrote six years ago.
I probably won't look to see
what vacations most of them have taken,
although it was fun remembering mine.
If you didn't know already, I am a complete techno idiot.
I can type and maybe put a picture up,
other than that I depend on my kids.
So, when I set up my timeline,
I checked, or it was checked for me,
that all my posts would be private.
I didn't realize this until yesterday when my mom called,
wondering if I was ok.
She hadn't seen any posts for weeks.
Funny, because two nights ago,
I mentioned to Hilary that I was feeling a little blue.
No one was posting on my fb.
And I had said a few enlightened things.....
like how hard it is to change windshield wipers...
she laughed at me and said I was addicted to fb.
A big thanks to all of you that welcomed me back!
I really felt lovely all night because I was acknowledged!
Silly I know.
I have also been hibernating from the world these past few weeks
since New Years.
First a cold, then just yucky weather, I believe.
I have been knitting alot and I finally got my spinning wheel out.
None of this however changed my blue mood.
I realized, after working on a baby quilt for a friend of Hil's,
that I truly am at my best when I am occupied with people.
So with this extraordinary day ahead,
I have a few care ministry calls to make,
get a gift for my Daddy's 73 birthday today...
Menard's gift card....
will walk Chuck an extra long time,
and maybe do some cleaning!
I am blessed more than I deserve!
Something a little bit freaky
Was having breakfast with V and Mema one day at LePeeps.
V's breakfast started doing some really freaky movements,
so I took some video.
and yes...it's upside down :)
Friday, January 20, 2012
One of the Lucky Ones
I am blessed.
I am also, one of the lucky ones.
I was raised in a Christ following home.
My home church was a spiritual Catholic one,
with friends and leaders who were very supportive.
Most of my school friends, if they were not Christians,
were not hostile or dismissive.
After some hiccups with the Catholic church,
my husband and I did not attend church
until after we had children.
In my generation, that was just how you raised well rounded kids.
It was not until my middle thirties
that my silver spoon like life began to be challenging.
With every challenge, I had to choose who to lean on.
Most of the time it was myself.
All of this time, I was a member of a church,
and very active in it.
I believe it was these times that were used to strengthen me
and I continue to be strengthened every day.
I used to hear that you should be careful what you pray for,
for you shall surely get the experiences to receive your answer.
I still turn to my own devices, more than I should
when trouble comes a knock'in,
but I also notice myself leaning on His plans more quickly too.
And the faster I do this,
the more quickly my hardships seem to be resolved.
I was reading this morning,
which led to these introspective thoughts.
George Matheson writes:
"My soul, reject not the place of thy prostration!
It has ever been the robing room of royalty.
Ask the great ones of the past
what has been the spot of their prosperity; they will say,
"It was the cold ground on which I once was laying."
Ask Moses; he will date his fortune from his danger in the Nile.
Ask Ruth; she will bid you build her a monument on the field of her toil.
Ask David; he will tell you that his songs came from the night.
Ask Peter; he will extol his submission in the sea.
Ask Paul; he will attribute his inspiration to the light that struck him blind.
Ask one more - the Son of Man.
Ask Him whence has come His rule over the world.
He will answer,
"From the cold ground on which I was lying - the Gethsemane ground;
I received my sceptre there.""
I know many and a few well, who have yet to have their hearts challenged
to serve the Almighty Lord.
I am grieved to know that some of them may experience
such hard times as those mentioned above.
However, I am also relieved that all things are directed
by the One who wants to bless them beyond their wildest dreams.
I am blessed to be one of the lucky ones.
I am also, one of the lucky ones.
I was raised in a Christ following home.
My home church was a spiritual Catholic one,
with friends and leaders who were very supportive.
Most of my school friends, if they were not Christians,
were not hostile or dismissive.
After some hiccups with the Catholic church,
my husband and I did not attend church
until after we had children.
In my generation, that was just how you raised well rounded kids.
It was not until my middle thirties
that my silver spoon like life began to be challenging.
With every challenge, I had to choose who to lean on.
Most of the time it was myself.
All of this time, I was a member of a church,
and very active in it.
I believe it was these times that were used to strengthen me
and I continue to be strengthened every day.
I used to hear that you should be careful what you pray for,
for you shall surely get the experiences to receive your answer.
I still turn to my own devices, more than I should
when trouble comes a knock'in,
but I also notice myself leaning on His plans more quickly too.
And the faster I do this,
the more quickly my hardships seem to be resolved.
I was reading this morning,
which led to these introspective thoughts.
George Matheson writes:
"My soul, reject not the place of thy prostration!
It has ever been the robing room of royalty.
Ask the great ones of the past
what has been the spot of their prosperity; they will say,
"It was the cold ground on which I once was laying."
Ask Moses; he will date his fortune from his danger in the Nile.
Ask Ruth; she will bid you build her a monument on the field of her toil.
Ask David; he will tell you that his songs came from the night.
Ask Peter; he will extol his submission in the sea.
Ask Paul; he will attribute his inspiration to the light that struck him blind.
Ask one more - the Son of Man.
Ask Him whence has come His rule over the world.
He will answer,
"From the cold ground on which I was lying - the Gethsemane ground;
I received my sceptre there.""
I know many and a few well, who have yet to have their hearts challenged
to serve the Almighty Lord.
I am grieved to know that some of them may experience
such hard times as those mentioned above.
However, I am also relieved that all things are directed
by the One who wants to bless them beyond their wildest dreams.
I am blessed to be one of the lucky ones.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Sometimes He answers immediately.
I have learned patience.I have been married almost 27 years.
It has taken me quite a bit of patience in this area,
and I have been rewarded for it...
most of the time.
With my advancing years.....
some days it feels more advanced than others
and I am only 47...
I have been studying and growing and transforming.
And boy howdy, do I make my share of horrible mistakes!
As I have been learning to lean on the Lord more often than not,
it worries me when loved ones act out in their frustrations.
For some reason, I have always been able, for the most part,
to see things from a different perspective...as an outsider.
My prayer this morning was that the world seemed
to be fighting with me and those I love.
How do I stay focused on God,
and let others understand that in their current situations,
doing the same would help them;
without sounding like the dreaded church lady that they call me?
I then proceeded with my study of Grace by Charles Swindoll.
The chapter I am reading is
Grace: Up Close and Personal.
Swindoll quotes C.S. Lewis in Mere Christianity:
"The real Son of God is at your side. He is beginning to turn you into the same kind of thing as Himself. He is beginning, so to speak, to "inject" His kind of life and thought...into you; beginning to turn the tin soldier into a live man. The part of you that does not like it is the part that is still tin."
My tin today is abrasiveness...claiming the grace to respond to what I encounter.
Tactfulness is the antidote.
Tact is like a girdle.
It allows yo to organize the awkward truth more attractively!
Wow! Do I need more than one kind of girdle!
Another blog on that later!
It is important to speak the truth forcefully and clearly,
yet in a nondestructive manner.
So overall, my immediately answered prayer is
that I need to be more tactful.
Don't use the Word in the heat of the moment,
and hope that when they calm down
they will remember what I suggested.
But to lovingly encourage with the truth.
So look out family!
Love is coming your way!
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Inspired again!
It has been since before Christmas
since I have sat at the spinning wheel!
I have been doing A LOT of knitting....
presents for the grandbabies,
(funny looking over a chair...
but it fits my granddaughter perfectly!)
hats,
hoodie for chuck,
a toe sock when I broke my toe,
socks for Hil...
(that I may have to claim for myself...
as they are only 5 inches from the toe until complete
and really really cute!)
and lots of baby prop items.
Hopefully will show a photographer or two
some of my work to use in infant photos.
Very fun.
But I must say that I have been very restless the past few days,
and actually BORED!
Went over to BN today for a cuppa and a peek at a few magazines.
I was gloriously inspired to drag the ol wheel out again.
It really has been some time.
I cleaned all the moving parts,
had to tighten a few loose ones,
and have discovered that I need to get my muscle memory back.
I have plied three skeins of icelandic that I had been working on,
now, I wonder what I will spin.
I have tons more icelandic for a sweater....
yes, the one I wanted to make for my dad.....
but I also am inspired to try something more colorful and wild.
Maybe I'll try some wrapping,
I have such beautiful fiber ready to use, since cleaning my space!
Round and round and round I go....!
Blessed to be able to create.
Thanks honey!
Thursday, January 5, 2012
winter...
When I was a young mother,
I enjoyed winter.
I liked sledding down hills on garbage bags,
building snowmen,
ice skating,
(I took ice skating lessons in high school gym class)
just playing outside with the kids....
Our first really big snow came this past week.
I caught a cold New Year's Day.
I really didn't feel much like shoveling,
pulling 12 inches of snow off the roof,
or walking the dog in the dark,
as it gets dark here about 5pm.
As I was looking out at the birds and the yard,
I began thinking how much I missed the green,
and growing, and flowers.
I really can do without snow.
Oh, it's nice to watch it fall if I am inside knitting.
It is quieting.
It is centering, and peaceful.
But that's about it!
So.....I will be looking forward to spending a week with he grandbabies
in Colorado in February,
I will relish these 40 something degree days
when they show themselves unexpectedly,
and view the stars that always seem to be close enough to grab during the winter months,
but I will also be researching climates more suitable to nine or ten months of gardening,
more moderate temperatures and friendlier scenery to retire to.
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