My Birthday Goodies:

As you may remember, my birthday was last Sunday. I received a lot of goodies, from friends and family, and some from bloggie friends as well. The cupcakes were brought to me all the way from Debbie's Bakery in Denver, Colorado, to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. They were sweet and delicious, and very much appreciated. Thank you Becca and Ken, you know I love you. And be sure and tell little Jessica they were the perfect ones for a birthday.


The fabric squares below were not exactly a birthday gift--I won them in a giveaway from Art Gallery Fabrics. But they arrived in the mail right in time for my birthday and made me feel really special. There are forty 6 1/2 inch squares, all different, and I can just see a quilt in my future, soon, made with them. Aren't they pretty?



The next day, I got some cool stickers and blank note cards from Drama Mama. She is a cool lady who lives in Washington state, and works on a ferry boat. What a neat job she has! Just look at those creative stickies! I can't wait to use them.



As mentioned above, my daughter, Becca and her boyfriend, Ken, came to visit for a week. There will be more about their visit later, but just look at all the goodies they brought me:


Garlic Dipping Oil with seasonings, yummo! This will be good with some home made gluten free bread, I'll have to wait til next week to make it though.



Becca is a knitter. She made me this cute hat. It has an opening in the back, with cutie red and yellow flower buttons, so that I can put my new longer hair in a ponytail and pull it through. It makes me wish a little bit that it was cold enough to wear it already:



See, it looks cute on me, and of course, it is orange, one of my favorite colors. (guess she knew that, huh?)



She took care of me from top to bottom: new Amy Marsh (from Little Women) knitted slippers. I am wearing these right now--no need to wait til winter for warm feet.


My daughter Emily, who lives in Georgia, is sending me a care package with several tubes of my favorite deoderant since I can not find it here to buy it myself. Thanks, Emily, I know it is a weird birthday gift, but I love it that you are sending it to me!

I got lots of birthday cards, from my son and his wife, my mother, my friend Gaelyn. But my favorite card this year is the one in the video below, sent to me from my step-daughter, Becky. It makes me smile every time I open it.

Scenic Sunday

Yet another view of the Grand Canyon from the North Rim. I never get tired of seeing it. I tell people my eyes can't see it enough. This was taken on May 24, 2009.

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Scenic Sunday

Friday morning, May 22, 2009. The fog was rolling up out of the canyon at sunrise. I had to stop on my way to work and get this fabulous view!

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Tomorrow Is My Birthday

and my friend, Gaelyn, of Geogypsy, sent me this birthday card:


She took that picture when we went on our tour of Yarnell, AZ and The Castle there. Isn't it great to have such good friends?

The Night Before

Kathie seems to be very interested in what Susan has to say, while Ace just watches the fire.

Val looks confused, while Bob just looks amused.

Richard looking down at his feet while Mary holds the leash.

Gizmo checking out Richard's feet.

The night before we opened, our department had a cookout at the campground. The campground host cooked us some hamburgers and baked beans. We had a fun time, socializing and getting to know each other better outside of the classroom. It was a great time, and helped loosen us up a bit. Of course, the campground was empty because we were still closed. The gates opened the next day, and we haven't had time to breathe since.

Scenic Sunday

A little oasis in the desert just north of Kanab, Utah on highway 89.

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I Think We're Ready, The Park Opens Tomorrow

Finally training is over! It has been three weeks for me--the first week getting everything ready, then two weeks of actual classroom and hands on stuff. Training always exhausts me, because you have to be alert and paying attention all day long. Yesterday when we finished up, we still had a couple of hours, so we drove up to Point Imperial. It is one of the most scenic parts of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. Here I am, hanging out at 8803 feet:



The view changes with every step you take. I often wonder how those first people to see it felt when they came to the edge of the canyon:



This is Mount Hayden, one of the most photographed landmarks in the Grand Canyon. Awesome:



We are starting out the season with only 4 on staff--we should have 7, and they are on their way, but when we open the gates tomorrow, it will only be me, Susan, Val, and Mary. They are all just as excited as I am that we're done with the book, and getting on to the real thing.


How many times do I have to say, "I just can't see this enough?" I love this place.

I Won A Prize!

I read a blog called Art Gallery Fabrics. Back on April 30 they announced a giveaway for Mother's Day. To enter, all you had to do was comment on that post saying what would be a perfect Mother's Day for you, but they chose the winners randomly. Yay!

My prize is 40 (forty) 6 1/2" squares in an assortment of all her collections of fabric. I can hardly wait to receive my squishy in the mail. It will be so much fun to make a quilt using those precut squares of her gorgeous fabrics! I'll post some pictures of the fabric as soon as I get it.

Who Are You?

I have been wondering who it is that comes here to read the drivel that I write. My stat counter tells me there are almost 150 hits a day on this little saga of mine. I would really like to know who you are and what keeps you coming back.

If you have never commented on my blog, would you mind either leaving a short comment to let me know what it is you like about my blog, or email me at (fabgrandma@gmail dot com) if you would prefer not to comment. My curiosity is killing me.

Scenic Sunday

The Grand Canyon North Rim from the Transept Trail on June 7, 2008.

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I Really Do Work With A Bunch Of Turkeys!

It's Friday, and I have been in training all week. Part of the week, I was the student. Part of the week, I was the instructor. Either way, training is always exhausting to me. On top of that, I have also been doing tasks outside of the classroom---cleaning, organizing, straightening of the entrance station; last minute things to get the campground kiosk and the entrance station ready for opening day, which is Friday, May 15th.


One of my tasks today was to ride out to the entrance station with the campground host to unload a pickup truckload of wood for our wood stove out there. We use it as our heat source on cold mornings. The weather here has been unseasonally warm, and very warm compared to last year. This time last year, we still had snow on the ground. It was below freezing every morning. We had to wear our winter coats every day.




This year, though, it is warm and sunny and gorgeous. Just the right weather for courting. Just look at that guy! There were a couple of girls out there too, but they ran for the woods as soon as they saw our truck. Not Old Tom, though. He was really strutting his stuff, right down the middle of the road like he owned the whole place. OK, so he DOES own it, we are the intruders here, but he was making it clear that it was his and we could just wait.



Just look at him. He took his sweet time going across the road. He puffed up his chest feathers, and spread out his tail, and made a LOT of noise. At times, he would turn around to look straight at us, and hiss (or croak, some awful noise), just to let us know just who was boss.


He finally got over to the side of the road, but just look at that self-assured, high stepping strut! I only wish I had a video camera, because he did look like he was doing a little dance, The Turkey Trot, maybe. He dipped, and fluffed his feathers, and turned around in circles.


After he got to the other side of the road, he was not finished. He didn't run off immediately looking for the girls. Oh, no! He wanted to intimidate US and show off for THEM, showing them how brave he was.



Finally, we slunk off down the road, and let him think he was The Bomb! What a treat for a tired old lady on a Friday afternoon!

I'm Not Having What You Would Call Good Luck With Ordering Online

Back in February, I ordered some gluten free stuff from an un-named company, who took For. Ev. Er. to get my products to me. I did get them in good shape, but it took from February 11th, the date I placed the order, until March 3rd to receive. I said never again from that company.



When we arrived at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon on April 26th, to begin working again, I decided to order some things from Amazon.com. The package was delivered in good time, less than a week, actually, which is amazing because of where we live right now. But, when I opened the box of Amy's Tomato Bisque Gluten Free Soup, more than half of the cans were bent.



I don't eat foods that are in bent cans, especially if they contain tomatoes. I was always taught that it was not a good idea to do that.


I went online to do a return, and found out that Amazon does not take returns on groceries. So, I sent them an email, telling them that I have to eat a gluten free diet, that I live in a remote area, that I ordered this product from them so I would have something to eat for my lunches, but that the order was received damaged. They replied that they are sending a new case, free. That sounds like good customer service to me.

I Don't Think The Trailer Is Level...

Settleing In At The North Rim

We arrived here last Saturday in the afternoon. We set up the trailer and rested on Sunday. I started working on Monday morning. For this week, there was just me and my lead (supervisor), Kathie, here. Training starts tomorrow, but we were busy all last week getting things ready. It was my job to make copies, tons of them, to make the training manuals.

When I finished making the training manuals, the two of us went through all of them to make sure they are all the same. They were, thank goodness.

Then, I went over to the campground to clean and stock the campground office. The building was new last year, and has lots of cabinets and drawers in it. Last year, none of them were labeled, so I took a couple of hours to making labels and attaching them to all the drawers and doors. Now we will be able find things quickly!

The next task was to inventory the signs at the various bulletin boards around the campground, and make new ones. Printing was pretty quick, but the laminating took a while as there are lots of signs.

Meanwhile, the volunteer camp host was busy splitting wood from trees that fell over the winter for us to use in our wood stove out at the entrance station:


Doing all that stuff involved a lot of walking around. Our office is about a hundred yards from the admin office, and every time I had to make copies, or print in color, or use the laminator, I had to walk over there and back. Walking around the campground taking inventory of things was another long stroll, too. Combine all that walking with getting used to an altitude of over 8800 feet, and I was pooped out at the end of every day!

(A stand of Aspens near the group sites in the campground)

On Friday, when all the campground stuff was as done as we could get it, Kathie and I drove out to the entrance station to start the process out there. The entrance station is 10.5 miles from our office. We had been hearing co-workers from other departments telling us about seeing a couple of turkeys out at th 7 mile marker on Hwy 67, so we both had our cameras with us, ready if we saw them. Sure enough, we DID run into a couple of turkeys out there on the side of the road, just not the ones we were looking for:

(Fabgrandpa and Harry)

Finally, the week was over, and I had two days off, Saturday and Sunday. Yesterday, I did all the laundry, cleaned the trailer, cooked dinner, and read part of a book I found in the library here. Silent Witness by Mark Fuhrman is the story of Terry Schiavo's death. It is very interesting, written by a retired homicide detective.

Today, we got up very early and decided to drive down to Jacob Lake, about 45 miles away, to have breakfast, but the main reason for the drive was because it was such a beautiful day. The sun is shining and there are fluffy white coulds floating by. We saw a few deer, but I still did not see the turkeys. On the way back, the combination lock on the gate was messed up and wouldn't open. I was going to drive back 5 miles to the nearest pay phone and call for help, but I passed a law enforcement ranger who stopped, and he had a key to let us in. Hooray for that!!!

The rest of the afternoon was spent baking. I made some blackberry and some strawberry muffins, with real fruit in them:

Also, a dozen Kinniknick rolls:


I should be set for a week or two on breads. I am also thinking about making one of those yummo Lemon Cakes. It sure would taste good!

Scenic Sunday

I took this photo today in the Kaibab National Forest in Arizona on Hwy 67, on the way back up to the North Rim. We drove down the plateau to Jacob Lake for breakfast, just because it was a gorgeous day.

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