You can take a survey and find out what you value. You can also explore your children’s love language. Do they feel loved by words of affirmation, acts of service, quality time, thoughtful gifts, or physical touch. For some, one hug means more than 100 words.
SO how do you say I LOVE YOU….how do you know your loved?
Living is Boerne is a little slice of apple pie with a bit of cheesecake on the side. Over the years it has more than doubled in size, but still has that hometown, main street American feeling.
One of the best things about this Hill Country town is places Like Bergmann Lumber that will help out a friend by keeping her book on their shelves. So if you need a copy of Lone Star Holiday you can stop by and pick one up while your buying those tools and nails.
I want to Congratulate Bergmann Lumber Company on being awarded today the Texas Treasure Business Award!!! Family owned and operated since 1957.
Do you have a favorite event or place in Boerne. Maybe you have your own favorite small town?
A few months back I deemed the day after Monday – Hughsday. You know for Hugh Jackman. Why not, right? He seems to be a truly beautiful man, husband, father and all around talent.
There is another amazing man in my life, Fred Navarro. (I pretend Hugh is actually in my life – I’m good at fiction) I know first hand that Fred is an outstanding man, husband father. Well, I gave him his own day also….because I can. He gets my favorite day, Freday.
Today the universe is aligning my obsessions hobbies on this special Hughsday, March 25, Fred turns 49. SO the two days have collided into one perfect day for me. Happy Birthday Fred Navarro.
I love pulling out the boxes of Christmas decorations. Almost all of them have a memory attached. I fill my house with Nativity scenes. I have several, from ceramic glazed sets to plastic ones I got so the kids could play with them.
Today I’m posting pictures of the naivety scene my mother made when I was about eight years old. She poured the molds and glazed the set. A few of the pieces have been bumped and dinged but they are the first thing I set up in my house and the last thing I put away.
My tree is covered with angels and handmade ornaments form my kids. Almost every single treasure has a story attached.One of the first that goes on the tree is a white plastic reindeer with one antler missing. When I was about five my grandmother’s mother, Granny, let me pick any ornament off her tree. She had some beautiful heirloom decorations, but my little-kid-self skipped right over those and went for the flying reindeer. There were times in the past I didn’t appreciate the little plastic guy and he would be left in the box of odd and end pieces. Now, he is one of my favorites.
Do you have an ornament or decoration that carries more sentimental value than monetary? I would love to hear your stories.
I love life in a small town. People know people. They know your grandmother, your cousin and your children. You belong. You have a history. You’re part of a story.
The draw back? People remember you as a teenager, and they really know your family members.
There are different levels of small towns. Places like Leakey, Texas with less than 400 people is what I consider small. It is also the kind of town I love writing about, generations of ranchers and business owners. Kindergarteners to twelfth graders are on the same school campus. Community is strong. Not a great deal has changed there over the years.
Then you have small towns like Boerne, Texas. When I started school here in 1979, there was one high school, one middle school and two elementaries. No chain restaurant or fast food. The grocery store and pharmacy were owned by local families. About 4,000 people called it home, and you could still hear people speaking German. Boerne is going through growing pains. North of San Antonio, people love the Main street feel of small town with the convenience of the big city.
You don’t see as many family owned businesses, for the sake of convenience the big box stores have staked a claim forcing the mom and pop shops to close or redefine themselves.
I write small town stories. Lone Star Holiday takes place in a small town on the Frio River. Rumor has it the population is 400 if you count the horses.
In honor of Texas small towns and family I’m proud to announce my first book signing for Lone Star Holiday. It will be on Main Street in Boerne at Bergmann Lumber on October 19th. Yes, I’m having a book signing at a hardware store. They are one of the few family owned businesses that have found a way to survive the shift in Boerne’s population and demographics.
The two story limestone building is a historical site and owned by the same family for three generations. Randy Bergmann and his daughters have managed to reinvent their store front and focus on customer service.
So if you want to buy a story about small town, family and faith come by Bergmann Lumber on Main Street in Boerne, Texas. You can also support small businesses. Do some early Christmas shopping.http://www.bergmannlumber.com/ Book Signing Saturday October 19th from 1:00 to 3:00 pm.
In April, I started with The Highlands Games, moved to King Williams Art and Craft Fair during Fiesta in San Antonio and visited the July Jubilee in Leakey Texas during well, July. Watching parades, walking through the booths of arts and craft, listening to local musicians all happens around the food. Smells of grilled burgers, fried bread and cotton candy. Since the beginning of humanity celebrations and festivals have always includes food venders.
Food on a stick is believed to be one of the first tools used by humans! No matter how far we evolve some things never change. For hundreds of years we have put candied fruit on a stick. Credit for the fall favorite, candied apple on a stick goes to New Jersey.
The Texas State fair claims credit for the invention of the corn dog in the early 1940s, but The Minnesota State Fair says it is theirs.
Either way it opened the flood gates to food on a stick.
Teddy Roosevelt’s quote, “Speak softly and carry a big stick…” comes to mind but I’m pretty sure he didn’t foresee the power of the stick when it came to carnival food. The stick became a perfect design for food vendors at every county and state fair. All the better if dipped in a fry bucket deep with hot grease.
Some of my favorites are served on greasy paper plates.
Wrapping your food of choice in a tortilla might be a Texas thing but it does the trick when it comes to walking and eating. German taco anyone? The strangest tortilla wrapped treat might be the crawsaugaes I saw at the July Jubilee in Leakey.
My all time favorite is green apple snow cones.
What about you? I’m sure I missed some great foods
I’m so excited to share with you the beautiful cover of my first book, Lone Star Holiday. Cowboy/Pastor John Levi and his daughter Celeste are real! Haha. You can even pre-order on Amazon and get to know them better on September 17. The official release date is October 1. I can’t believe this is really happening – I’m such a dork.
Watching this video reminded me of the words my father told me my senior year when I was trying to plan my future. My father was a professional airline pilot, he flew commercial planes, he flew small planes, at one time he and his best friend Ken Taylor built their own plane. My father loved flying. He lived in a place he loved, doing what he loved. My father, Roger Von Guinther, was 49 when he died as a passenger in a small plane. If he had known, would he had changed anything? His family and planes brought him many hours of joy.
That night, twenty-eight years ago, my father sat at the foot of my bed and asked about my future plane is still clear in my mind. What my father said that night. His advice: find what you love and do it the best you can. I have to admit it took me a bit to figure it out but I’m more happy with my life right now than ever before, art and writing fill my tank. I have a sister that teaches yoga. Our baby my travels across Texas pulling a stock trailer from show to show. Daddy said many time he just wanted us to be happy…I think his wish for our lives have come true.
Life gets busy but I do believe with work, perseverance and being ready when the opportunity arrives you can live the life of your dreams. What path did you choose: safety or bliss?
Do you guide your children to a career promising security and wealth or one that fills their passion?