Category Archives: i dream

happy birthday dad…


i miss my dad.


he was the best dad ever.

kind. funny. honest. hard working. brave. handsome. loving. jokester. prankster. serious when needed. playful. driven. gracious. a true gentleman.  but most of all… special to many people.  everyone was loved by him.  and we all knew it.  and he liked that.  because he was that kind of guy.

God made him.  and God needed him to come home a few months ago.  so, in honor of his birthday we all took photos of ourselves eating banana splits and wishing him our best.  what a fun tradition.  I can’t wait until next year.  I forgot how good banana splits are.

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love you dad.



a day in seattle with only 40 cents…


90 minute drive in rush hour to seattle.

a beautiful, sunny day.

what could possibly go wrong?

i tried parking and notice one slight problem…

i left my purse at home.


yes, i drove all the way to seattle and did not realize my purse was back home until i needed to pay for parking.  i normally keep $5-7 in my glove box (don’t tell anyone) for emergencies.  apparently i had an emergency the other day and needed a latte and used the money.  all of it, except 40 cents.

what’s a girl to do???

keep calm.  no need to panic myself… or my daughter; who was the reason we were there and why we rushed out of the house so quickly, forgetting the all important purse.


i dropped off brooke at her shoot.  22nd story of some crazy, cool, i-want-to-live-there building.  told her i’d be right back.  and drove to her agency.  at this point i looked at my gas level.  of course… 1/4 of a tank.  and then i looked down at my cel phone… 40% battery.  are you kidding me?

so, i prayed.  prayed hard.

blessings started to come in various ways.  kristy, at SMG ( was there to loan me a 20 dollar bill and 2 dollars in quarters.  thank you kristy!!!  if for some crazy reason you are reading this, i put $22 in an envelope and mailed it to you this afternoon.

i drove to starbucks because they had free parking.  and i had to go to the bathroom.  and i needed a place to sit for an hour since the downtown parking is only good for 2 hours and she was going to be there 3 hours total.   i asked the barista for the cheapest drink that was a meal.  believe it or not, she gave me an extra shot as a gift from her.  who does that?  thanks starbucks!  I love you.  spent $3 on coffee.

then i waited, and sipped my extremely strong drink, and woke up.  and headed to downtown.  oh, that’s right… gas… need gas!  had to ask a guy at a stop light where in the heck was there a gas station in downtown seattle.  the only time in my life when i wished i had an electric car..haha.  spent $8 on gas.

drove around and actually found a spot.  spent $4 on the meter.  good thing i had the quarters from kristy and asked starbucks for some of my change in quarters.  otherwise, how would i have parked?  i didn’t have any form of payment.  and don’t think i didn’t contemplate going to my bank and trying to convince them to give me money… but without any ID i figured that would just be a waste of my time… and limited gas.

now i had 5 one dollar bills and 8 quarters left.

could i do it?  of course.

i went and watched her shoot.  she is amazing.  i am so proud of our girl.  after being sick for 2 weeks she knocked it out of the park.  she modeled 45 skirts in 3 hours flat!  and on top of it made $450.00 and was asked to come back for another shoot.  you go girl!!  i don’t get to brag about her anywhere else.  social media is too judgmental.  i am just so happy for her.  and this is where I can shout it out to the world.

she only let me take a photo or two on my old phone.  and it happened to be with a black tutu.  oh well, mom’s take what they can get.  the skirt line was adorable.  she will most likely post her professional photos on her site.


after the shoot we had 15 minutes left on the parking meter.  and we were starving.  we found a little deli and bought a bagel with cream cheese and turkey to share.  we so badly wanted a biscuit from The Biscuit Bitch.  but not enough money.  i do have to say though, the bagel hit the spot!

and home we went, just in time to catch mason’s basketball game.  okay, he’s just the manager… of the girls 8th grade team.  loved it.  loved my day.  love my kids.  love that everything worked out when all i thought was “oh no, i only have 40 cents”.

happy thursday.


this COUG will cheer on the DUCKS tonight…



okay. okay. if i have to pick a team tonight… it’s the DUCKS.

for my cousin.  for my neighbor.  for our pac 12.

go get em OREGON!!!

but don’t forget i am a WSU COUG GIRL at heart.

forever and always.

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so is my daughter.

until she chooses a college of her own.

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and so will my grandkids.

we will all be cougars.

just sayin.

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but for tonight…


happy monday.


*note… tshirts were designed by T.FISHER a few years back.  I miss those days. 

i took a CHANCE…


“come on mom… take a chance.”

“we’ve never had a REAL pet… gold fish and hermit crabs don’t count as real pets.”

“cats are easy.”

“you always tell us we should become more responsible.”

“you won’t have to do anything.  we will do it all.”

hahahahahahahaha (on the last statement).

so, guess what i’m doing tomorrow?

spending the day with our new kitten!

his name is chance. Chance The Rapper according to our kids.  please note that i do not agree with a lot of the rappers lyrics.  although i love the beat!

i took a chance.  i let them get the cat.  they waited 8 weeks for it to come home.  they paid for all of the kitty toys, bed, carrier, litter box, etc etc etc themselves.  i can’t believe they actually went out and bought it all.  then i had brooke take it immediately to a vet friend.  she has to get a stool sample by next tuesday…hahahaha.  lots of laughing by me.

but truly, he is so darn adorable.

and loving.

and truth be told… I already love this little kitty.

I took a chance.

welcome to the fisher family, chance (the rapper).

happy thursday.




so many photos…



i’m working on a project for brooke’s 18th birthday.  in may.

looking through hundreds of old photos.  spending hours reminiscing about the past.  little kids.  seems like so long ago… yet, just yesterday.


and it dawned on me…

why aren’t these photos framed?  why aren’t they hanging in my home for me to look at every day.


i just need to figure out a fun way to hang them.


do i want them framed in black?  or white?


or make a piece of art out of them?


what rooms do i put them in?  more than one?


or do i try a new project?  this one looks fun. and i can print it out at home.  how cool is that?

all i know is i need to at least start forming a small pile of the ones i want to look at every day.  then i will decide what project to take on.  i’ve got hours of pile making looking at me.  and i can’t wait.

happy wednesday.


p.s. you can find these ideas (and the creator of them) on my pinterest site…


i believe…

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girls CAN change the world.

i painted this little piece years ago.  when brooke was younger.  i liked the words by Audrey Hepburn.  who doesn’t love her quotes?  little did i know that this photo would be used for a blog post years later as a reminder of how amazing our daughter is.  she will be graduating from high school in a few months and she is now looking at life in a whole new  way.  lots of decisions to make.  lots of choices.  lots of people giving her advice (whether she wants it or not… haha).

we have spent hours and hours trying to find the perfect college fit for brooke.  it is exhausting… but in the end worth it… or so they say.

i hear stories of how people have paid thousands of dollars to get the best SAT and ACT training… months in advance of the tests.  parents are paying for others to help their students write their essays.  their kids have somehow lettered in sports just by being on the team.  they even have letters for volunteer work if you prove it to the school (i believe our kids should be volunteering through life regardless… i wish i’d known about this sooner as brooke spends many hours of volunteer work… oh well, lesson learned… i do know it is a good thing she does volunteer.  it’s good for the soul… letter or not).  how can these universities base it on only test scores, essays and sports their parents have helped them get.  don’t these colleges want to meet the students?  aren’t they curious how this next generation wants to improve our world?  trust me, it is a whole new process.  and brooke being our first born, we are learning a lot!

now, these kids are having to prove they are better than the rest.  they are very anxious and have anxiety about getting into the best of the best.  i think that’s why the parents have stepped in.  what ever happened to students proving they are worthy of these school?

when i went to college, i remember taking my tests on a Saturday at our actual high school.  nobody prepared me.  they wanted to see what i actually knew.  i applied by getting a reference, filling out an application (in ball point pen). or maybe i typed it on my real typewriter; then asking my mom for a stamp to mail it.  and i mailed it from our non-locked mailbox at the top of our road.  i had decent grades.  there weren’t things like 4.2 gpa’s.  i hadn’t actually heard that was even possible until our kids went to school.  funny.  it was pretty easy to get into college back then (in the early 80’s).  it was the next step in life.  socially fun.  it’s what we did.  and they made it easy for us to get there.  life was so much simpler then… or was it?  maybe i should ask my mom.

brooke did not get into her one college of choice.  she only applied to one college.  even though we begged her to apply to others.  she said she knew “the one” and would have to research others.  the requirements were so high at her one choice of school.  but she tried.  she wrote an essay she thought they’d like to read.  she took her tests twice to get her scores to their standards.. and she increased them quite a bit.  she even visited the school twice. she finally applied.  then waited.  the email came.  yes, email.  they actually emailed her.  boy have times changed.  she waiting for the mail for days.  and it came via email.

the beauty of the process was this… she realized she was looking at colleges for reasons that she thought were important at the time.  and maybe we were all pushing her to what we liked and what we knew.  all we really knew was one person that went there and loved it… so, after picking herself up, and doing a lot of research online to see what other colleges in the So Cal area offered what she was looking for, she sat down for hours and rewrote her essay.  she cried when she read it to us.  it was perfect.  it was her.  it was very touching.  it was about a personal moment in her life.  then she applied to more.  fingers crossed this time.  i’m glad she got a chance to look at things from a different perspective.  she has now applied to a few colleges that have everything she is looking for.  and she didn’t even know it until having to change course.  i am so proud of this girl.

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did i mention she is also meeting with her model management team next week?  who knows where her path will go after high school.  i do know this… she will change the world along the way.  and that i know for sure.

happy tuesday.


back to school. back to reality…


i am not a morning person.

i am a late night person.  i wait for everyone to go to bed, then i get out my paint and i turn on reality tv.  then i pay for it in the morning. i am a big coffee drinker because of this ritual.  i know i must stop the madness.  but, it’s so peaceful at night.  my time.  okay, i will try harder in 2015 to make mornings count.

today the kids went back to school.

lucky for me, greg had the day off.  and he was home.  and we just sat around all morning.  drinking coffee.  watching the news and sports and some super funny show with a judge and three young guys trying to sue their friend.  then we put the Christmas tree away.  and had jersey mike’s sub sandwiches (had to try for my first time… they were ok).  it was nice.  i wish i didn’t feel guilty about these kind of days.

the kids will be home soon so we are pretending we have been up, accomplishing important things, all day.  haha.

i vow to be a better morning person starting tomorrow.

i promise.

happy monday.