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Tuesday, February 28
February Instant Pot Extravaganza
Sunday, February 26
Celebration of Life: Remembering Jean Fitzgerald
Since the spring/summer of 2021, Megan had been going back and forth from Colorado to spend time with her mom, Jean, months at a time. She was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian cancer, which meant, the outlook wasn't very good, but we all had hope. At first, I wasn't aware of this but saw Megan's truck in her mom's driveway one day while I was headed home from Rainier. I was curious on why she wouldn't tell me she was here but there must have been a really good reason why.
I texted her that I saw her truck in Rainier and she said she had been there for a few weeks. She told me the situation and to keep it to myself for a while. Jean wasn't ready to tell people. I agreed and asked if she was going to be there for a while. She said yes and could possibly hang out every now and then...probably in Rainier though. I told her that would be fine. We could go on walks and rollerblade. She said she would love that distraction.
I went out there a few times over the course of four months to walk, rollerblade, and get updates on how Jean is doing and what the next steps were. It was going to be a rough go, but Jean was determined and so were her daughters.
Megan went back to Colorado in late August/early September and Kelsey moved up from Texas, stationed herself at JBLM and lived with Jean in Rainier for a while. Later on, they moved into a house in Lacey while Jean finished up the 2021-2022 school year. Then it didn't go so well during the late summer of 2022. Megan and Chaise moved from Colorado to Spokane which made the drive over to Lacey not as bad. Megan came over a few times to stay with Jean and Kelsey and then that fall she stayed up through into December.
Jean decided she was tired and that it was time to go. Megan and Kelsey were sitting by her side when she told them that. I can't imagine hearing a loved one tell me that. Megan asked her if she could hold on just one more day because it was Kelsey's birthday on the 27th. She said she would. The next day, Monday, November 28th, she slipped away while sleeping and both girls were next to her, holding her hand. Again, I can't imagine how they felt or what they experienced when their mom took her last breath. She didn't want to leave, especially on her youngest daughter's birthday.
I read Megan's post and was heartbroken for them. I knew Jean was Megan's best friend and they talked just about every day. Megan told me that was going to be the hardest part...not being able to talk to her again. I understood the pain not being able to talk to my grandmother Eileen anymore.
I met up with Megan in early December to visit for a bit. She was overwhelmed with the amount of paperwork there was when someone passed away. She said there was so much to do. I've never lost a parent before, so I imagine there is a lot of stuff you gotta do as the beneficiaries. We chatted for about an hour before she had to go do some other stuff before heading back to Spokane. I thanked her for setting aside time to hang out. She said that they were going to try and have a memorial for Jean sometime in January or February. I told her to let me know if she needs any help. We gave each other a hug (we're not really huggers) just because I think she needed one.
I didn't hear from her for a little bit and then she made a Facebook event for her mom's celebration, and I promptly shared it. I wrote the date on the calendar and immediately started looking for the scarf Jean made me in high school. I am so thankful I found it after searching through everything.
The day of the celebration I picked Mom up and we drove to the high school gym. It was nice to see all the people who came to celebrate Jean. Megan and Kelsey provided snacks, extra scarfs and cowls available for people to have. They had a computer set up for a picture slideshow and greeted everyone as they found a place to sit down. Both Megan and Kelsey had speeches prepared and it was interesting to hear what they had to say about their mom. They were similar but different. Megan had a few moments where she had to compose herself. I don't know how anyone can get through a speech about their loved ones without breaking down.
A few of Jean's friends from the school stood up there and read kind words and memories they all shared with Jean. It was nice to hear some of their funny stories. We concluded the celebration with a short slide show. Megan and Kelsey thanked everyone for coming and we all got up and mingled around the gym. I shared some of my stories about Jean with people who would listen.
This is what I wrote on Facebook later on that evening. I wanted everyone to know how amazing of a person Jean was to everyone around her:
"This afternoon we had to say goodbye to another person who impacted our little community of Rainier, especially in the school district. There was a great turn out of people which made Megan and Kelsey smile a little more.
I met Jean Fitzgerald through her oldest daughter, Megan back in 1993, while we were in elementary school, I believe it was through Girl Scouts. I was a super shy kid but for some reason we were supposed to be friends. It came easily for us. From then until we could drive, she was our taxi to and from countless events such as various sporting games, practices, away football games, hanging out at friends' houses, -- all while we listened to awful music in that van...that poor van...the literal crap was driven out of it. She juggled many things, work, school, raising two daughters through some tough times and still finding some time for adventures.
I spent a lot of time over at their house when they lived in Rainier. I was always welcomed over there. It was like a second home. Jean always seemed to have food available to whatever group of kids were there at the time, including snacks. The first time I got on the internet was at her house. I remember sitting with Megan at the computer desk listening to that horrible dial up AOL sound followed by the "you've got mail!"
She always had pets around, whether it was a couple of dogs (which you probably saw her waking them around town often), or a bird named Tiki. Speaking of Tiki, let me tell you a story about that Cockatiel and Jean. Back when I was still in high school and Megan was at her first year at WSU, I was asked if I wanted to go with them to McCall for some sort of break, I'm pretty sure it was spring break, and I told them it would be fun, and we hammered out all the details. I was in the back of the van; Kelsey was in the middle section and Jean drove. We were going to stop in Pullman on the way over and pick up Megan. I had never been to Pullman at that point and didn't realize how long of a drive it was. Next to me, nearby, was a box and I didn't want to be super nosey, so I didn't ask what was in it. I was going to wait until Megan joined us. We finally got to Pullman, picked up Megan and finished driving the almost 4 hours to McCall, Idaho. I finally got the nerve to ask what was in the box and Jean said, almost deadpan like, "oh, that's our dead bird Tiki, we're going to bury Tiki in McCall." I said, "so I sat next to a dead bird for like 10 hours?!" Then there was a lot of laughing. (We had a great time in McCall visiting Megan's grandparents,)
I knew she was in the military, but she never talked about it very much. I knew her as Mrs. Fitz the paraeducator. She would tell us stories about her students, their struggles and how she was able to get the information across to them to where they understood it. It does take a special kind of person, with lots of patience, to teach kids with different needs. Jean put in the time to change the lives of these kids. Today, I met one of those kids who needed a little more attention in school to become successful and talked to her a little bit. She said that Mrs. Fitz was her favorite teacher and will miss her dearly.
I've always known Jean to be crafty. She was always working on some sort of project...mostly with yarn. I wore, what I consider an antique now, my orange, black and white scarf she knitted for me while I was in high school. As of this year, that scarf is 25 years old. I tore the house and the garage a part last weekend looking for that scarf before today's celebration of life. It was important to me that I wore that scarf that she made me all those years ago. That was my piece of Jean and my piece of a homemade gift she put time into because she loved doing it. I will keep that scarf forever.
She was surrounded by many friends and family over the years, most of them were co-workers at the school. A lot of those adventures were with them. Lots of brisk walks were had with the reward of a nice, shared lunch or dinner afterwards, some kayaking, horseback riding, hiking Mount Rainier and numerous craft field trips. Jean had many boxes and containers of yarn and fabric, and it blew my mind when I saw them. Megan told us today that her mom had an entire quilt ready to sew together but never got to finish it. My mom said she would put it together for her and Kelsey to keep.
There are never enough words or stories to best remember someone who touched your life whether it was briefly or for many years. It is important to continue telling those stories about those people we lost, some way too soon. Jean touched many lives, donated her time to better others, loved her family and enjoyed being rowdy with her friends.
To Megan and Kelsey, you had a great mom. I will miss her."
Next Adventure: February Instant Pot Extravaganza
Monday, February 20
Ben's Birthday Weekend
Friday, February 17th
It was going to be another busy weekend and it was Ben's birthday weekend. He had set up a poker night with his friends at Del's house for Saturday night. He was excited. On Friday, he decided to take it off because he could since it was his birthday weekend. He slept in while I was out in the living room working. The reviews were about an hour and a half late, so it made the morning frustrating. Ben eventually got up, ate a late breakfast and spent the rest of the day on his game. After I logged off, I went to the store, took care of a few things and then came home to make chicken curry in the Instant Pot.
We spent the rest of the night eating food, hanging out and of course going to bed too late. This weekend is going to be busy! I am so glad we have a three-day weekend ahead of us!
Saturday, February 18th
I got up, ate some food, started a load of laundry and got ready for Manley's celebration of life. See previous post about that experience. Ben got ready for his evening at Del's. Ben wanted to do something fun for his birthday with a bunch of his friends from here and up north. He also wanted to finalize his groomsmen choices as well. He put together a group on Facebook and organized it through that. The breakdown was to hold a poker night at Del's house (he has a professional game table), eat steak and potatoes, beer, liquor, snacks and dude time.
As I got ready to leave is when Michael and Sven came over to go with Ben to play some disc golf at Woodland Creek, before they went over to Del's house. After Manley's celebration, I took Dad to TK to pick up Erika's car. Earlier this week, some of her hoses split and got oil everywhere. It also stranded her in Westside Olympia on her way to an appointment. She was pretty mad. Dad took the car back to his house and I went home.
I spent the evening cleaning up the house and making cupcakes for Ben's birthday party the next day.
I watched the Kraken beat the Redwings. Ben and his friends had a great time and Michael was the one who won and cleaned them out. He and Michael came home around 1:30, we stayed up until 2:30 chatting before going to bed.
Sunday, February 19th
We got up around 9:30, fed Michael and I started the crock pot salsa chicken Ben asked me to make for his birthday "dinner" and put some stuff away. We thanked Michael for coming and he headed back to Mount Vernon. I frosted the cupcakes, cut limes, put things into bowls, went and got Erika around 12:15 because she didn't have her car. Dad was going to drive it over to our house for the party so she could drive it home. Zac went to Vancouver with his brother and Linda, so he wasn't going to be at the birthday party. We got back and she helped me decorate the living room and we brought in chairs.
The crock pot chicken salsa was pretty much done so after we decorated, I got the rest of the toppings taken care of and set everything out on the dining room table. Everyone arrived around or near 1 p.m. We dished up, ate, complained that I didn't cook the corn tortillas, so they crumbled when we ate them, ate, talked about funny things and of course, they all lead to poop or poop related things.
We cleaned up the table and I went and got the cupcakes, we sang happy birthday to Ben, ate cupcakes and Ben went over to the couch to open presents. I got Ben two Dragon Ball Z energy sodas, mostly for the collection aspect of them and a new video game headset that he also could use to listen to music or videos on his phone. Grandma Karen got him an electric potato peeler because he was so excited about using the one, she let us borrow and claims it is a game changer when peeling potatoes for Thanksgiving. He was super amped helping me get ready for Thanksgiving with that thing. His mom got him an air fryer and Mom got him a disc golf gift card. He was pretty happy with his gifts and thanked everyone coming and for the gifts.
Because it was a Sunday, everyone went home shortly after so they could all get ready for the work week. Lucky, for some of us, we work for the state and had the next day off because it was President's Day. Ben and I put stuff away, cleaned up, dish the dishes and I worked on my blog for a bit while we watched the Sea Dragons lose. Ben fell asleep on the couch for a little bit, and I got in a shower before bedtime.
Monday, February 20th
It was so nice to sleep in and have this extra day to do whatever we wanted to do. Ben didn't have it off but took it off as a personal day so he could not work on his actual birthday. When we finally decided to get up, I asked Ben what he wanted for his birthday breakfast. He said, pancakes, sausage and scrambled eggs. I fed the kitties and went in the kitchen to start breakfast.
We ate, watched some TV and I convinced Ben, since it was a dry day, if we could go get a geocache not too far from our house. He said sure. I justified it with, "we need to walk off our pancakes anyway." We hopped into the Escape and drove the mile and a half to Wanschers Park near Hicks Lake. Ben said he had no idea there was a park here. I told him, I've been here a couple times over the years to grab caches. The latest being summer 2019.
We found a place to park, in the tiny parking lot, and walked the short distance to I'm Stumped Too (GCA3TWV), just off the paved trail. We found the correct stump, signed our names and got a photo. We put it back and I asked Ben if he wanted to get the other one in the park and he said sure. Along the way, I told him we needed to bring our kayaks here to get the one, Hicks Lake History (GC4RDFD) in the lake. I told him we would probably come out here again this summer when it got warmer.
We were close to Leprechaun Treasure (GC84XQ6) and I had him lead the rest of the way. It was an easy grab, he put his name on it and put it back. We walked back to the Escape and noticed there were more cars in the parking lot. A lot of them you could tell were hot boxing their cars. Lame. We drove home.
I spent a couple hours going through bins in the garage. I was looking for the scarf Jean made me when I was in high school. It was important that I find it so I could wear it at her celebration of life the next weekend. For some reason I couldn't find it. I rearranged some of the stuff in the garage and vacuumed some of it because they were covered in hair, webs and dust. Gross!
I watched the Penguins lose and made Instant Pot meal #12, which was Balsamic pork loin, veggies and used Ben's air fryer for the first time to make smashed potatoes.
I got cleaned up, did the dishes, put stuff away, set my work computer back up (since we had to use both tables for the party) and checked on more place the scarf could have been. I looked through the container in the closet and FOUND IT! I was so relieved that I found it. We prepared for the upcoming short work week.
HAPPY 37th BIRTHDAY BEN!
Next Adventure: Celebration of Life: Remembering Jean Fitzgerald
Saturday, February 18
Celebration of Life: Remembering Manley Wilbur Goodwin
We received the bad news that Manley passed away in January. He had been battling spinal cancer for several years. I was surprised he lasted this long because that kind of cancer is brutal. That man is tough! We checked in with Janet and other family members on how he was doing during the duration after his diagnosis. The last time I physically saw Manley, Ben and I were floating the river during our heat dome back in June 2021. We floated by the Goodwin property along the Deschutes River and saw many of my extended family members enjoying their day. I waved and asked how everyone was doing. He and Janet were sitting at the picnic table watching the grand kids and great grand kids playing in the water. He looked like he was enjoying himself.
He was a life-long resident of Rainier even though he was born in Centralia, and most, if not all, of the people who lived in Rainier has either known Manley, knew Manley or was related to Manley in some way. Some of those people might be living in one of his many houses he moved with the Rainier House Movers, some may have had some valuable advice given to them by Manley or had a conversation with him. Some might remember going over to their house to trick or treat and receiving a can of pop in their Halloween bags as a kid. Either way, they were blessed to have some part of Manley in their life, whether it was brief or for many years.
I spent a lot of time with Manley and Janet as a kid. We would go over to their house at different times of the year to visit, play on the swing set, ride bikes around their dirt road loop and see what kinds of things they were up to. Manley was usually tinkering with something inside of one of his many shops and outbuildings or tending to his large garden or working on one of his various vehicles. Occasionally, our cousins would be over there, and we'd spend time playing out in the yard with them.
Grandma Karen's husband, Pat, worked with Manley moving houses. As a kid, it was fascinating watching him and Manley move their house onto the property they purchased back in the late 1980's. I could not believe that house it onto those trucks and that they didn't fall off. How in the world did he do that? Expertise, skill and the knowledge...but most importantly, he loved doing it.
We got the opportunity to pay our respects and reminisce about Manley's incredible life that February afternoon inside the Sportsman's Club. That man lived 97 and a half years, can you imagine all the things he's seen, done and experienced? A lot. His brother-in-law Paul gave his eulogy both at the graveside ceremony and at his celebration of life. Parts of his eulogy were the same and some were a little different. We got a demonstration of what 97 and a half years looks like on a measuring tape (my mom's side of the family were construction workers) and there was a song that was sung by Debbie Sullivan (one they sang together as kids at the church).
Paul set aside time for people to stand up and share their stories about Manley and how he impacted their life. Most of them had the same theme, Manley would go out of his way to help people because he wanted to help them, he cared about people. He indeed was one of a kind and will be missed by many people. It was followed up with a long picture slideshow and food provided by the family.
I helped take tables and chairs down, put away decorations, chatted with a bunch of people that I haven't seen in a long time. It's sad that people passing away brings people together. We need to have more happy moments rather than sad ones. It was nice to see that many people, besides family, came to his memorial. We all were honored to hear his stories, see photos of his life, talk to family members and keeping Manley's legacy living on for more generations.
Next Adventure: Ben's Birthday Weekend
Sunday, February 12
Superbowl LVII
The season we had just completed had a lot of highs and lows. Seattle wasn't supposed to do as well as they did and just and just squeaked into the playoffs. I was glad we made it to the playoffs just to throw off the rest of the NFC teams who also made it. We were one and done against the stupid 49ers but glad they lost to the Eagles later on. I didn't want to see a 49er or a Tampa Bay Superbowl. The Superbowl match up I wanted to see, the Bills and Eagles, instead we got the Chiefs and Eagles.
Ben and I decided we'd host the Superbowl again at our house, for the third time, even though our main TV stopped working and had to use Erika's German TV. We invited the same people, as usual, and Erika and Zac decided not to come, as usual. I decided to make pulled park sliders with various types of chips, Trish brought a fruit/veggie platter, and I also made some football dirt cups. Josh brought some sort of beer sliders and Mom made some of her sugar cookies. It was quite the spread of food.
I had to go to the party store to get football table covers since that is the only places that has them. I couldn't seem to find them at any other store which sucked. I hated driving over to the west side. I had all of my decorations and food. Ben and I spent some time rearranging the house, vacuuming and getting things ready to go.
I also had a fun idea that we were going to try with this group of people. Each year after I joined UR at work, we've been doing Superbowl shape up and you earn squares to a grid. You fill in the squares and before the game you choose numbers 0-9 and fill them in on the top and bottom and then fill in your teams. Typically, this is a gambling game but at work we earn squares (I won in 2018), and I didn't want people to bring money, so we just drew them out of a hat and filled them in. Whoever won each quarter won a football related prize. It was pretty straightforward but knew I had to explain it to everyone once the game started. Of course, Ed made it a big deal and wouldn't shut up about it. He kinda ruined it for everyone.
Everyone arrived around 2:30 and we all ate, talked about Fantasy Football, hung out and watched some of the commercials. Several people got up a couple times to grab more food or drinks. I was hoping the game would be a good game. I am still disappointed the Bills weren't in it. Instead, we had to watch Patrick Mahomes limp around and Jalen Hurts possibly reinjuring his throwing shoulder. The silver lining to all of it was that didn't matter who won because a WSU Cougar got a Superbowl ring out of it.
I pulled for the Eagles because they were part of the NFC and I wanted Gardner Minshew to get a Superbowl ring. Plus, it's been a while since the Eagles won. I think everyone was kinda over the Chiefs and Mahomes but both teams featured a Kelce brother, so the media made a big story out of that and their mom. I just wanted it to be a good game without any weird stuff. I know the NFL still doesn't know what a catch is but it's the Superbowl...come on!
It started out pretty even keel in Phoenix, Arizona when the first quarter came to an end 7-7. There was more defense played rather than the exciting offense. The fans wanted to see a quarterback battle and we weren't getting one. I did realize that it was the first quarter, and everyone had to get settled in.
In the second quarter the Eagles took a 14-7 lead with a 45-yard touchdown pass from Hurts to AJ Brown. That got the crowd going because that's what people came to see. We were hoping Philly's defense would hold up and not allow the Chiefs to score on their next drive. They held them but, on the Eagle's next drive, the ball was fumbled, and Kansas City capitalized on the mistake tying the game at 14. Ughh. The Eagles were able to take a 21-14 lead, Mahomes hurt his high ankle sprain and was not able to do anything and the Eagles were able to take a 10-point lead into halftime with a field goal. We were all hoping that the Chiefs would have to put int their backup quarterback because it wasn't looking good for Mahomes.
The halftime entertainment was Rhianna and no one in the house was into her music so it wasn't all that exciting for us. In fact, we thought it was a dud of a halftime performance and someone else could have been chosen. The last few halftime performances have been kinda crappy in my eyes. Bring back the rock and roll music!
The third quarter opened up with a Kansas City touchdown, from the gimpy Mahomes, which closed that 10-point gap down to three. We all didn't think he'd be back in the game but with a bunch of tape, probably some pain injections and some adrenaline, he was out there relying on his team to make plays for him. I wish the Eagles defense played better. There were several times they had them on third and long and then let them get the yardage they needed to keep going. So frustrating. The Eagles got a good run going but was promptly stopped, but managed to get three points out of it, keeping a six-point lead at the end of the third.
This was getting too close for comfort. The fourth quarter opened up with another Chief's touchdown. The Eagles were letting Kansas City's offense do whatever they wanted and now lead the game for the first time 28-27. Philly was forced into a three and out and made a bad decision on the punt. It was returned to the 5-yard line by the Chief's special teams. It looked like the Eagles were falling apart. Of course, they scored on the next play with a short touchdown pass and an extra point conversion. They now led the Eagles 35-27.
Hurts led his team down the field and scored a quick touchdown followed by a 2-point conversion which tied up the game at 35 all. This was shaping up to be an exciting end to the game...at least we were hoping for some excitement. Sadly, the game ended on a controversial holding call which gave the Chiefs an opportunity to win the game with a field goal. Superbowl's should never end on a controversial call. Final score was 35-38. Not the worst Superbowl but another disappointing one.
Everyone waited patiently for me to circle our winners on the grid. The winner of the first quarter was Dad (7-7), the second quarter was Amy (4-4), the third quarter was Josh (1-7) and with the correct final score in the 4th was Mom (8-5). Now that I have played this game with my family, I will try and have better prizes next year. I sent some leftovers home with everyone, people picked up their stuff and thanked us for a lovely evening. I also promised everyone we'd have a better TV next time too.
Ben and I put the tables, the food and chairs away, I vacuumed really quick and then spent the next few hours finishing up laundry, chilling and getting ready for the upcoming work week.
Next Adventure: Celebration of Life: Remembering Manley Wilbur Goodwin