Life On The Central Coast

We have had many members of our family serve in the Military. Thomas Baker (great-grandfather) Infantry 1800's Rufus Oren Weems (husband's grandfather) - Army - 1st World War Lawrence W. Geske (my dad) - Navy - WWII Clarence W. Geske (my dad's twin) - Navy - WWII Ruth Geske Hale (their sister) - Navy Nurse - WWII Claude Schonberger (my uncle) - Air Force - WWII Kent Schonberger (my uncle) - Air Force - WWII Weston Weems Sr. (Father-in-law) - Navy - WWII Vincent Weems (my husband's uncle) - Navy - WWII (Died on the Destroyer Twiggs ) - WWII Weston Weems Jr. (my husband) - Navy - Vietnam War My nieces and their daughter have husbands that also fought in the more recent Afghanistan and Iraq battles. When my husband and I were first married, we lived the military life; moving every couple of years, long periods of time apart, fear that they would be called into service in an area where death is a daily happening. We did travel and see the world, shopped at th

When Beckie came to pick Scott up on Friday evening, we went outside to pick some Ollieberries (yum yum!). The berries are SO good right now, IF you pick the black ones. Scott was a "Picking Wonder" and although we kept telling him, "pick the black ones only", he picked and ate red, black and sometimes even green. These bushes are LOADED with berries and unfortunately, lots of bermuda grass. We started picking out the grass which turned into a Saturday morning clean up of the berry bed and another area where we hope to put in a couple of 4 x 4 square foot gardening beds. Yup, we are going to TRY and grow some fresh veggies over the summer. Good exercise and good food. In the afternoon, we took a drive to run errands and take some pictures. Here are a couple of roadside shots I took. Then, Wes and I finished a job that we had been working on all week... cleaning up the kitchen and putting in new under the counter lighting. The lights are up and this week we are putti

Music by Marc Allen (visit blip.tv ) I'm such a lucky person to be able to experience motherhood. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a momma. My dolls were my first "children" and I remember feeding them with bottles of disappearing milk and putting them down for their naps in the little metal crib. I changed their diapers, wrapped them in their little blankets and held them each day as long as I could, relishing in their "momma's" as they were tipped over just right. My older sister's daughter was my first experience with a REAL baby. Even though I was just 11 years old, I took on my share of the night time feedings, diaper changes and babysitting, pretending every moment I was with her that I was her mom. She was such a sweet baby, full of smiles and laughter, dressed all in pink and toddling around in her little white shoes. When I married 7 years later, motherhood was something I wanted to rush into with arms wide open. Before our first An

" A New Day" Painting by Pieter Wagemans Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending. ~Carl Bard Did you ever stop to think about all the mistakes you've made in this lifetime? Some were big, some small, some you didn't even know WERE mistakes until time had passed. Then there were those mistakes that actually worked serendipitously FOR us. Which ones do you live over and over? I like that we don't have to be "stuck" in our yesterday's unless we choose to be. Each day opens wide with new possibilities, new choices and progress to be made in our lives. If we don't like the direction we are heading, we have the ability to make a new start and go in an entirely different direction. Freeing isn't it? So, if you are unhappy with where you find yourself today, there's no better time than the present to begin writing a "brand new ending!" Think I'll have to stop p