Saturday was graduation day for my son Belvy. We had a party for Belvy and a few of his friends that were graduating, to celebrate the big day. We adopted Belvy, who is from Haiti, when he was 13 years old but he wasn’t able to come to the U.S. until he was 16 1/2. …lots of bureaucracy… But we were so excited when he finally was able to come home to us.
Belvy didn’t speak much English when he first got here. I homeschooled him for a couple of years working on his English and filling in gaps in his education. He then enrolled in Peaster High School where my older 2 children graduated. Four years later, he is a high school graduate. We are so proud of Belvy! All the hard work he has put in to his education. He is our super hero.
The party was so much fun. We went with a Super Hero theme. I think Belvy loved it. He is so into action movies… Marvel and DC…
Kids swam for hours, ate hamburgers, hot dogs and nachos, and played video games in the Game Truck.
Even the little ones had fun. Biv and her frien
Getting ready for just dance
Belvy enjoying playing video games.
Then as the sun went down, we watched a movie outdoors on a giant screen. …The Adventures of course! My favorite part. Sitting and relaxing with popcorn and a good movie.
My daughter recently told me that she had done the 23 and me test for ancestry and health. Not really a surprise since she is severely lactose intolerant. But was a relief to learn there was nothing that showed up in the health area. Being the daughter of a woman with Chiari kind of makes you wonder if that is going to happen to you. Let alone if there is anything else she had to worry about. But all was good for her.
I decided that I would do the same. I had already done the ancestry test with Ancestry for my sister a couple years ago. She has a friend doing research on the family history. So, spitting in the vial and sending it off left me with no anxiety once again.
When the results returned I was happy to see all was good health wise for what they checked. And my DNA history was almost exactly like Ancestry.com. Yep, no surprises and no worries. I was born with Chiari but was not diagnosed until I was 30. That was not the 30th birthday I had hoped for and let’s just say I don’t like surprises.
I have been going back and forth on doing my own ancestry research. I am the 4th out of 5 children. My sister Marie is the glorious middle child at 3th. We have a brother (Chip) who is the oldest and an older sister (Libby) as well as a younger sister (Robin). Only the two oldest are full siblings to each other. For me, this would be a way of hopefully filling in the gaps of my history. I don’t know my father. I know his name. I know the story of my parents. I know I am supposedly a great deal like him, my mother states. Is that it? I have so many questions. Unfortunately, getting any more details seems to not be in the cards for me unless I go elsewhere for answers.
23 and me immediately opened me up to over some 1000 possible family members. I was shocked! I knew by some of the information that they were on the maternal side of my family. But still, a 1000 people with DNA like mine. I was nervous looking through what was there and how and when we had connections. They still can’t answer the questions I have but at least it is a start.
I am anxious to say the least to start this journey. I have no idea where it will lead or if it will even go anywhere. I am now 48 years old. I have my own family. I have a wonderful husband and life. But there is still this little girl in me wanting to know about her father. I have talked it over many times with my daughter. Do I really want to do this, I ask her? Will it help, will it hurt, or will it lead nowhere, I just don’t know.
I sit here with a few tears in my eyes. I am glad I did the 23 and Me with my daughter. She is so much braver than I am. Now, am I ready to take the leap to Ancestry.com?
My brain is fried and I am so tired but all is good. Misha is in Texas. Yesterday was a packed day. At church they had tables to celebrate the graduates of 2018.
Then dropped off lil’ Biv at a birthday party. Then it was time for Belvy’s Baccalaureate service, which was beautiful. Three of Belvy’s classmates sang a couple of songs. They were amazing. I love the song, “I am no longer a slave to fear”.
Then home. Guess who finally arrived, Misha and Jimmy! Oh the fun we are going to have this week getting ready for Belvy’s graduation. Last night we made Mexican food. TexMex that is. Enchiladas, beef fajitas, guacamole, so so good. I meant to take pics but with all that was going on, I forgot. We ate and visited. I love when we get to visit.
Today Jimmy is off on the ranch and doing ranch hand work, building fence and checking on cattle. We thought we would be cutting hay this week but Jeff wants to wait one more week before cuttin’. Misha is going to help me hang back up all my pictures and decorations on the wall. They are still bare after the remodel. By the way she loved my kitchen and living room. And all we did in living room was paint the walls and restain a cabinet. What a difference a fresh coat of paint will do.
So remember if you are on a tight budget but want a new look, a nice fresh coat of paint and move the furniture a bit. It makes a huge difference.
Y’all have a blessed day and I am ready to decorate.
I believe chocolate is the answer to just about anything that ails you, except too much chocolate. It is the perfect gift for those who love it. It is great in coffee. It is a nice treat every now and then. I like cooking with it, eating it and drinking it. It comes in so many wonderful ways. So many fillings and it covers tasty things. Chocolate is well…chocolate!
I send chocolates when someone dies. I send chocolate for new moms. I send chocolate for birthdays and anniversaries. I make special chocolate desserts. I love Godiva chocolate coffee. I love sticking it in the freezer and it tastes so good on Blue Bell ice cream.
Am I supposed to eat it? No, sadly no. But I do treat myself every now and then. So, what to my wondering eyes should appear, UPS with Godiva, it’s here! My daughter treated me this Mother’s Day with Godiva. Oh, how exciting! I haven’t had any in so long, I can’t contain myself. The last time she got me Godiva it was the coffees. Oh, I hold on to that like it is gold!
I would send my grandmother Godiva for her birthday. She loved it. She would only share maybe a piece or two with others, hiding it in her room. It was just so personal for her, like it is for me. That special piece of beauty all for you. Yum!
It is the ultimate comfort food for me. It is that one special thing that seems to sooth the soul. Just one piece is all I need to feel that sensation. I guess that is why I send it when someone close to me loses a loved one. Because unlike a plant, it is personal. It is meant to be taken in and shared. You remember it and the person who sent it.
As I sit here staring at these incredible dark chocolate bites of heaven, I smile. Because as always, my daughter knows exactly what to get her mother. Lacey, thank you!
I love crafts. Any type of crafts. Sewing is one I wish I did better and had more time to do. As I mentioned in my last post, Miss O taught me to sew. I inherited quite a bit of Miss O’s hand work pieces. I also had a few pieces of beautiful handwork from my husband’s grandmothers. They were just packed in a drawer sitting there. I would take them out and sometimes use them in the house but really I didn’t get to enjoy the beautiful pieces.
So my beautiful Tennessse was getting married last March and wanted something to walk through going down the aisle. I told her I could make curtains that she could hang to walk through. I had pinned these beautiful curtains and I wanted to make them.
So first I laid out all the linens I had collected over the years. I needed a few pieces to pull the 2 panels together. So shopping I went. I collected some ole hankies and some newer ones to make it coheisive. The hardest part was cutting up the linens that the woman had worked so hard on. I cut longer pieces in half and put one on each panel of the curtain.
The only thing I added after laying out the delicate linens was some fringe. Oh how I love ribbon and gorgeous dangling ribbon is at the top of my list of must haves. So I scrounged through my ribbon collection and here ya go.
Now I use these curtains in my bedroom.
I love when I can repurpose items and make something!
My sister wrote such a sweet post about Mother’s Day. Did you have a house full of family to celebrate or were you like me with an empty nest? I love my empty nest! Don’t get me wrong, we love our kids and enjoy having them here when they can be. But we also love our time just the two of us, even on holidays.
Beauty and the Beast 2018
Lion King 2018
My darling husband took me to Epcot for Mother’s Day. We got to spend some time just walking around and looking at all the floral displays before eating. A nice lunch at San Angel Inn Mexican Restaurant with a margarita was so relaxing. Then a quick spin in my favorite gift shop and we made it home before the rain. You will find I go to Disney a lot since we are season pass holders. And when my daughter visits we try to go at least once to one of the parks. It is so much fun when your kids are adults!
Our kids all live out of town. It makes us proud that they are on their way to making their dreams come true. My daughter Lacey lives in Texas and is a mechanical engineer. She graduated from college a year ago and has a wonderful job. Her life is filled with great friends and family nearby on her father’s side of the family. She and her father spend her holidays with his mother who turned ninety not too long ago. I am so proud of her devotion to her grandmother. I couldn’t be prouder of her.
I have had the privilege of having the title of step-mother now for four years to two great people. My step-daughter Jamie is the oldest. She is a dancer in New York following her dreams. She teaches, does choreography and judges in the industry. She is a tough little cookie that one.
My step-son Nick has one more year of college down in Boca. Then he will be another engineer added to our family. Following in his father’s footsteps he will be a civil engineer. We get to see Nick the most when it comes to the kids. He earned his captains license and loves to fish. So, when he isn’t out doing charters on someone else’s boat, he is borrowing his dad’s. Having their mother also live in the same town makes it easier for him to spend time with both his parents when he comes up.
Toby, We miss you Bubba!
I am also a fur mama. I spend my days with my chi-weenie Sam. He is my little love and protector. We lost our big boy Toby last summer to complications of diabetes. He was my shadow after losing his eyesight and Sam was his eyes. I can say he was one of my greatest loves and loss.
I am excited about watching our kids work towards their future success. And when they finally find their partners and settle down to start their families, we will be here for them. But let’s not start that last part anytime soon kids!!!
There are so many woman who have influenced my life.
My momma, Ann Wilson, I believe is where Misha and I get our love of Arts and Crafts. My mom would make Christmas decorations, (because we didn’t have much money) and I loved them. Maybe that’s why I love homemade ornaments on my tree. She has made me jewelry and so has my sister. What I like the most that she does is paint. I love her drawings and water colors the most.
Thank you Momma for giving me the love of arts and crafts. Well I just craft, Misha is the Artist.
Then there are my aunts, Aunt Charolette, Aunt Carolyn, Aunt Janie Sue, Aunt Elise, Aunt Arlise. Each woman had special gifts of love they shared. Aunt Arlise and I share the love of teaching. I had so much fun at Aunt Elise house growing up. We played and played there growing up. My love of trampolines and why I always have trampoline for my kids comes from my Aunt Elise house. I ate my first and only frog leg at her house. I love and miss you Aunt Elise. When I stayed stayed with Aunt Janie Sue, we would go to the beach, we camped up the California coas and stayed at the Red Wood Forest. – My favorite vacation of all time – She painted ceramics at one time and I loved to go and paint with her. And then there is Aunt Carolyn and Aunt Charollete. The Queens of Florida Strawberries. A biscuit with Aunt Carolyn’s homemade strawberry jam or a piece of angel food cake with strawberries and cream from Aunt Charlotte. What I wouldn’t give for that. I guess that is why I love to make jelly and bake yummy desserts. And we couldn’t leave out Aunt Betty. My love for checkers comes from my wonderful Aunt Betty. Thank you my Aunts for all you showed me growing up.
And then there is Aunt Retta. She was my husband’s Aunt. She was the sweetest woman I have ever known. She kind and loving. She love to play games like croquet and canasta. We would go over just to play cards with her and Uncle Wayne, Miss Susie and Frank. Oh how I miss those days. She made the best enchiladas and a mean chocolate pie. Here’s a pic of a pie I made recently using Aunt Retta’s recipe.
Aunt Retta how I miss you and love you so much. Thank you for all you taught me in my young married life.
One women I could not write this blog about without mentioning is my Grandmother. She was a woman of God. We lived with my Grandma when I was little, early grade school. We always had dessert after dinner and homemade biscuits for most mornings. The best biscuits you ever put in your mouth. However, it is my love for gardening that I got from my Grandma. She had a green thumb and her yard was filled with magnificent plants and flowers.
Thank you Grandma for teaching me how to be a Godly woman. I strive for that but fall short so many times. I am your namesake and I am so proud and glad to be Treva Marie.
And the final woman that has influenced me was my mother-n-law, Odessa Perkins. I only got to spend 9 years with her but she poured so much love into me in that short bit of time. She taught me how to sew, cook, and how to be a wife.
She was a business man/ranchers wife. But that is not what defines her. She loved and everyone, I mean everyone, loved her. You could walk into her house and you never knew who would be sitting at her kitchen bar drinking a cup of coffee. It could be Dub Riddle, dropping something off for Bob, but stopped for coffee and chat with Miss O. – what I called her- Or Dr. Shelton,the pastor ,or Wanda Todd, her amazing friend just chatting and drinking coffee. She was the Jack of all trades. She fixed everything and anything that broke in her home. She made most of the clothes she wore and I wore. Could chicken fry like no other and when it was Jeff’s birthday, you knew a lemon cake would be coming out of that oven. Thank you Miss O for loving me like a daughter. I was so blessed to have you for a mother-n-law.
God has bee good to me by giving me all theses Christian women, who have influenced my life. I hope I have come close to sharing the kindness to others that was given to me by all these wonderful, amazing women.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers reading this blog!