| 01/03/2010
-- Okay then..... I can't continue two journals... so I've decided to
maintain my blog rather than this journal.
http://lfahlenkamp.blogspot.com My intent is to
write an occasional Haiku, post a photo, and write a short note.
01/02/2010 --
Heck I can't believe I've even had this website this long. I'm not
sure I can even remember how I started it. Interesting that I have
a blogspot now. I started this before blogging was even popular.
I really don't expect anyone to read this stuff or my blog for that
matter. It does, though, help to journal. Carolyn, at least,
does it every single day.
She is the
best of me. What a woman - loving, caring, giving.... I'm
not sure that there is a good adjective that doesn't apply.
My dad passed away last February 26.
I spent a month at mom's. Helping to clean things up. That
time really started me thinking about getting things "cleaned up" around
here. WE've taking many boxes and made many trips to the
"goodwill". WE have many more to go. It is amazing how much
clutter we can get in our lives. Carolyn and I still have a lot of
work to do.
Today - it is a day for college football.
Waiting for the Hawkeyes to play.
If you should happen to read this.
Enjoy and have a fantastic day.
05/26/2006 --
Okay It is more like a semi-annual journal. What can I say.
After wrapping up a gazillion things before going on vacation - what
else could go wrong... You don't want to ask.
Anyway, I'll be in Thunder Bay 7 hours late,
I don't have a phone number for Lana. What is a fellow to do
except work on the web site a bit. I'll call brother Mike and see
if he by any chance has it. Vicki answered hooray. She had the
cell number, double hooray. Lana answered -- fabulous.
Things are looking up. I'll be in Thunder Bay by midnight!
01/01/2006 --
So, maybe "Daily Journal" isn't quite the right phrase. It is
another new year, so Happy New Year. May yours be filled with
excitement, serendipity, joy, adventure and love.
Carolyn and I just finished a brisk morning
walk. Kind of chilly this morning and it is half raining and half
snowing, forming "rime". (Look it up.) I think this will be
one of those relaxation days, snoozing here and there and maybe a trip
to Starbucks.
We had a wonderful family get together on
Friday of last week. We went to Jeremiah's home. Everyone
was there except the Missouri gang. We sorely missed them but did
chat on the telephone. We left a lot of laughter at the house.
It was great to be with the kids and their families. Made me even
more hungry for home.
The holiday season has a way of doing
that. No matter how long I have been away, for some reason there
is a longing to be home for Christmas or at least sometime during the
holidays. It is not an abandoment of Carolyn and the kids so much as a
recognition of Mom and Dad and brothers and sisters that I seem to
particularly miss a this time of year. I wrote a new Haiku the other day
in response to a friend who felt like he asked a stupid question:
Stupidity
Even in Winter
Squirrels seek nuts if hungry
To learn is to live! Lef
12/11/2005 --
Okay, it has been a few days. Brother Mike sent me some pictures
of a cabinet dad built in the past week or so. There is nothing, I
think, a son's pride and love for his father. At times there is so
much pain and struggle -- but there is always a depth of relationship
that is almost unimaginable. I've learned as a father myself, and
as a son how special fathers are.
Don Fahlenkamp - is a very special man. He has so much talent,
life, spirit, passion, energy, compassion, love, joy, inner spirituality
-- and such a big heart. Brother Mike sent some pictures of a
cabinet that Dad just built ( Cabinet
) . Mike's words introduce the pictures. One can absolutely
feel the pride and the love a son has for his father - almost an awe.
"My dad did this - he created this!" It is truly a special thing.
I love to write!
There is a freedom when expressing one's self in words. The gift of
language, of communication, of expression, and freedom of that
expression releases the inner soul, thoughts and feelings of both man
and woman. It can be expressed through poetry, drama, essay, and
yes, today, even dictation to your computer. I've been away for
awhile... it is good to be back and make enjoy the rewards of the
written word -- with a picture thrown in now and then. LEF -
11/26/2005
12/5/2005 -- Okay-yes, it is the 5th and
it has been a few days since I made a new entry. It is just that
things have been very, very, very busy. That really isn't an
excuse though is it. I guess there will come a point where I've
got to list the topics and put links to them so that one could
theoretically jump around on the page to subjects that interests them.
At work we are in the middle of going live
with a major LMS upgrade. We've been working on this thing for
almost 2 years. The employees (we call 'em Learners) will see the new
system for the first time next Monday. It is an exciting time --
with a bit trepidation as well.
I really like word games -- Mom and I love
to play scrabble. Did you know there is not 1, not one, yes, not 1
two letter word that begins with the letter "c". Somehow that
surprises me. When you play certain word games, like scramble and
this new one that I downloaded and purchased from the internet, knowing
2 letter combinations is a big deal.
The most important thing today, is that
this is my little sister's birthday -- that would be Lana. My Lana
Babes. I should call her right now. I think I will, it is
definitely the right thing to do today (is that alliteration?)!
I called, she was home. Lana said Patti actually got mom (mum) to
loan her the family fridgen pan - well, mum's anyway, and they
cooked some up. It was a rare treat when we were young -- a
wonderful treat -- I've promised I'd keep a look out for a pan. I
used to travel to Solvang in California -- they actually sold the pans
and mix there...... ymmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, what memories. Okay - so
an hour after we talk, I can't get this frijen thing off my mind.
The pan they are cooked in while called a "frijen pan" is better known
as a "munk pan" -- I found this web site... I can't spell friggen
(sounds like the German swear word.). HELP! But the history
is interesting -- See this cool donut biography site:
http://donut.biography.ms/
. The closest word I could find was Poffertjes (Holland).
,
and this is the Poffertjes or "Munk Pan", not the original cast
iron type, but a modern immitation.
Happy Birthday sis! |