Monday, December 31, 2012

I Miss Orange Grove

I have never done anything for thirty years in a row except to go to the bathroom, eat and sleep.  Have you?

Pasadena is all dolled up and prepared for the Tournament of Roses festivities over the New Years's holiday.  I love living in the Pasadena area during this time of year.  Our first two years in Pasadena we lived on Orange Grove Boulevard, the street where the floats line up on New Year's Eve for the Rose Parade.  We could walk out our condo front door to Orange Grove Boulevard and see the floats up close and personal getting staged for the following morning.

Orange Grove is magical on New Year's Eve.  Orange Grove would be completely closed to all traffic.  Big rig trucks would come in with booms extended into the sky with huge banks of lights.  The street would be lit up like it was daylight.  Many of the homes and condos along the street would be having New Year's Eve parties and thousands of people would be walking up and down the street. You would see all kinds of people, some in tuxedos and evening gowns smoking cigars (more women smoking cigars than the men!) and drinking champagne in fluted glasses.  Revelers!  Others would just be bundled up in warm coats or wearing team colors of their favorite that is deck to play in the famed Rose Bowl game.  About ten o'clock in the evening, the floats would start to come in to be staged.  Orange Grove would be a huge mass of people admiring the floats up close, talking to the float builders and enjoying one gigantic street party.

In our first year on Orange Grove, I met an older couple sitting curbside outside our condo waiting for their float to come in to get staged.  They explained to me their job is "touch up" people and have been doing this for thirty years.  THIRTY YEARS!  They work on the floats as they are built and then arrive on Orange Grove New Year's Eve before their float arrives.  On the trip from where the float is built to Orange Grove, the flowers and decorations get a little battered up.  The "touch up" people are on hand with fresh flowers to do all the necessary tidy up tasks so the float looks perfect before the judges come by and the start of the parade the following morning.

Can you imagine?  This couple has been doing this for thirty years.  As they sat in the cold waiting for their float to arrive, I ran back to the condo and put together some hot coffee and fresh cookies Clara had just baked and took it back down to them.  After thirty years, hot coffee and fresh baked cookies was the least I could do.

We don't live on Orange Grove now as we moved to a cute little community up against the San Gabriel mountains on the east side of Pasadena.  But on New Year's Eve, I miss Orange Grove.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

It Doesn't Get Any Better Than This

I miss those wintery Christmas days in Utah.  I have been following the travels of a work colleague over the last few days as she traveled through Park City, Utah, before going on to visit family in Oregon.  The pictures of the mountains, snow and idyllic wintery scenes make me miss those times so much.

However, my blood has run thin living in Southern California for the past several years.  I like the warm weather, picking lemons in December, and especially this time of the season as Pasadena gets ready for New Year's day, Rose Parade, and the Rose Bowl game festivities.  It is an amazing time of year to be in Pasadena.

I have such fond memories of the many years we lived in Utah but I have to omit it's nice to put the top down on the car, throw on a pair California-looking sun glasses and go for a drive to do Christmas shopping.......while passing all the palm trees.  The biggest storm threat around here is for the Santa Ana winds to blow in and avoid getting hit from falling palm fronds.  And maybe sometimes a little rain comes in.  Overall, pretty tough.

But Christmas is Christmas no matter where you live.  I grew up on the east coast and spent many Christmas seasons in the charm of New England.  Since New England, we have had Christmas in Seattle, Oregon, Utah, and now California.  Despite living in different locations, one thing remains the same.  Aside from the importance of Christmas as part of the Christian calendar and the birth of our savior, Jesus, family is such a special element of the season.

I thoroughly enjoyed the times when our children were little but I must confuse I like it better each year as they get older.  It gets more challenging each year to find what they like but I find shopping for them one of the best parts.  I love to find them gifts.

Now we have a grandchild on the way, due in May.  I have a feeling Christmas will get even better next year.

Christmas, birth of our savior, shopping for my kids, hanging together on Christmas Day, living in southern California, and seeing my children grow up become all we hoped for in them; it just doesn't get any better than this......except maybe with adding a new grandchild to the mix!

Blessings and Merry Christmas!






Saturday, December 15, 2012

Home For Christmas


Our kids are grown.  Our youngest, Clara, just finished her first semester in college and got home for the holidays last night.  A normal two hour drive from San Diego to Pasadena took us five hours!

Christmas is different than when the kids were little but I still love being together as a family.

Clara finished her last final yesterday after a week of tests.  I remember what that was like when I was in college.  I was always ready to crash and burn at the end of each semester.  And that is exactly what Clara did.  She slept until well after noon today.

I quietly crept into her room around noon and took this picture with my iPhone.  About 45 minutes later I get a text message from Clara asking who took the picture of her.  Would she get out of bed to ask?  Of course not!  Clara is part of the millennial  generation., they just text or Facebook.  I responded.  Another 45 minutes go by and she texts again asking who took the picture.  I tell her she must have been dreaming.



I don't think she has still figured it out.  Post finals fatigue.

It is so great having my little girl home for Christmas!

Merry Christmas.