Louisville and back in three days.....

Last weekend we went to Louisville KY for the NFAA Indoor Nationals. We left at 5:00 Friday and morning and were back home Sunday at 10:00 at night. It was  a fast but fun trip.

Saturday Rick shot at 7:00 in the morning so we got to get up bright and early.

Rick was not very happy with his shooting but really he should not have been shooting at all. On Thursday he had a MRI done on his shoulder. He has a full tear in his rotator cuff and a partial tear in his bicep tendon. He is going to have to have surgery. He will be out of work for 3 months and no archery. He is very sad but just wants to get the surgery done. He will see his ortho doctor next Friday and hopefully the surgery will be scheduled for the following week. So anyhow with the pain in his shoulder he was not able to shoot  his bow the way he should so he did not shoot as well as he usually does. But he was happy that he got to shoot at all. He ended in the middle of the pack.

So after Rick was done shooting on Saturday we got to do something that I have wanted to do for the past two years.....We went to Cave Hill Cemetery. I kind of have an obsession with cemeteries and always want to stop and look at all the grave stones when we are by them. Cave Hill is a very well know cemetery and they even give you a map when you get there so you can find the point's of interest.

You may think it is creepy or weird to want to go a cemetery but to me a cemetery is a peaceful place that is full of history. It makes me sad to think of the death but I also like to think of the lives the people lived and about the people that loved them. It was interesting to look up the names and find out about the people. So many stories and moments in history. What we could and should learn from them.  We were there for over two hours and I could have spend another two just looking at all the gravestones and monuments.

 The magnolia trees were blooming. It was so beautiful to see them among the graves.

I have never been in a cemetery as big as Cave Hill.

I took this picture so you can get an idea just how big some of the gravestones/monuments are.

                         My pictures do not do show the true beauty of them. This one was copper.

Throughout the cemetery there were beautiful mausoleums. Of course they were all locked but you could look through to doors. I just could not get over the beauty of them.

I wish some of these pictures had been a little better. It was very cloudy out and looking up it was hard to get them in a good light. I love all of the angles.

The saddest part of my day was visiting the Cave Hill National Cemetery where over 5,500 soldiers killed in the Civil War and other American Wars are buried.

It always makes me sad to think of all the young lives that are lost in mostly senseless wars.  The graves just went on and on......

And then there is the graves of the unknown soldiers. So many without a name so many with families that never get to have the closure of saying goodbye or knowing where there loved one is.......

This is the Satterwhite Memorial Temple. It was erected in 1928 as a memorial to Preston Pope Satterwhite's wife, Florence Brokaw Martin Satterwhite.  It was beautiful

So many children...This one just stood out to me. Baby Edwin....I can't comprehend how sad it would be to loose a child. So many young people died so young.

This is the Wilder Monument. It was erected in memory of Minnie, the Wilder's only child who died at the age of seven.

                              I loved what Margaret Sanders wrote on this monument.

Colonel Sanders of Kentucky Fried Chicken is buried at Cave Hill. His monument has a bronze bust likeness sculpted by his daughter Margaret.

Beautiful, sad, peaceful, historical.......

 
Sharon

A new look....

It was time for a little paint update in our house. Everything was earth tones and I was sick of it. I wanted to lighten things up. So after two trips to the Sherwin Williams, several paint samples and almost killing each other over what colors to pick we had three colors we somewhat agreed on. We painted the kitchen, dinning room, living room and hallway. The entryway is yet to be done.

Here is a picture of the dining room color before. We also had the same color in the living room on the walls by the fireplace. As a bonus you get to see a cute picture of Josie.

The kitchen was painted a dark brown. I took the picture just before we started panting. It was always so dark with the dark walls and dark countertop.

                           What a difference a light color makes! I love the new bright look.

It is really hard to get a good picture that shows the true color of the paint. I guess if you really want to see it you will have to stop over and visit.

With new paint colors I had to get a new rug for under the dining room table. I had lots of Menards money so I got it for free!   I am going to recover the stools that sit by the counter to match the new decor also.

A little story about the two brown chairs that are by the table. I got them from my dad and mom. They have been in the basement at there house for a few years now and one day my mom asked me if I wanted them. I told her  no at the time because I did not have room for them. Well before Christmas I started thinking about them again and asked her if I could still have them.  So on my way home from work one day I stopped to get them. My dad then informed me if I was taking the 4 chairs I also had to take the matching rocking chair and a little folding table. It was either take it all or none! So it all came home with me. What I did not realize at the time was the chairs had been the chairs my dad had when he had been growing up. They were in my Grandma Becker's house. So now I am really glad that I have them. They have a story. Now every time I sit in them I think of my dad.

 Here are a couple pictures of the living room. Again hard to take a good picture with the light coming in from the windows. I took down the dark brown curtains that I had up and have not yet replaced them. I found some fabric that I really like and would like to make them but it is $20.00 a yard so I am thinking that is not going to happen.

                       You can see the little folding table in the corner that my dad made me take.

Yes that is a pineapple plant. I have it because 4 years ago my children did not believe me when I said you could grow one from the top of a pineapple you get in the store so I had to prove to them that I could.  Now if I could get it to produce a pineapple I would be really happy with it...

One last view of the living room, dinning room and the hallway.

I am very happy with our fresh look in the house!

Now what can I do next......

Sharon