Change is good and recently I made a big change in my appearance.  I have gone funky red in my hair.  It all started by accident.  I went to my hair dresser and she started applying the dye.  We were chatting and all of a sudden she said, "I think this product isn't the right one.  It looks too red."  I said, "Well I was thinking of going more auburn, maybe it will be OK."  Since she had half my hair done, she said, "I'll just apply the rest and we will see how it turns out.  If it is too red, I will adjust it."  Low and behold when she rinsed off my hair and we looked at it together.  We began laughing hysterically.  It was clown color red - it couldn't have been brighter!  Well a few hours later with an assortment of brown tones mixed together, my hair came out funky red, but OK to go out in public.  Since then we have experimented with different colors and it is still "Sharon Osborne red."  I enjoy the compliments and the attention.  Haven't had much of that in recent years.  Getting old is a road only brave can travel.  No one likes to be reminded that you are an old Granny with no zest left, it is fun to feel invigorated and alive. Besides the new color brings out my brown eyes, I am told.  The one comment that gave be pause was when Fr. Nathan asked me when I was getting my tattoo.  Hmmmm another thing to ponder... should I or shouldn't I?  I will keep that thought on the back burner for another day.

In September Chris, Greg and Cheri came to Gardnerville during the Candy Dance weekend.   Chris, Greg and Cheri went on a bike ride and had fun.  We got together with them later. 
It is always a joy for me to see my kids and give them hugs.

Where has the time gone, it is almost September 2012 and the kids in our neighborhood are back in school.  The weather is changing slowly and you can feel fall in the air.  Thought I'd share some pictures of where we live.  It is such a beautiful area and quaint little town. 

I moved here in October 1975 with my first husband and family.   We lived on Lompa Lane in Carson City in a mobile home while waiting for our house to be built on Johnson Lane. 

When we moved to Wade Street in Minden, the older kids were growing up.  It was only after the divorce in 1981 that I moved into town and lived in a condo that I bought.  Keri and Terese were still with me.  I was working at the Security Bank in Minden, Nevada as the drive up teller. 

After I met and married Ron (the end of 1983), I moved back to Northern California until we both received early retirement in 1998.  My company SF Federal was sold and closed, his company Southern Pacific Railroad merged with Union Pacific and moved to Kansas City. 

We came back and refurbished the condo and lived there until 2000 when we moved into our present house in town  on Toiyabe Avenue, Gardnerville.  We are right behind the Raley's Market, close to shopping, the parks and church.

Above is a picture of Katey, my granddaughter sitting on our cement bench in front of our house.  It is always builds memories when the kids come to visit.  Over the years, our house has been filled many times with suitcases, back packs, clothes and shoes from the grand kids lying around the house.  We have even had a bird visit and animals invade.  The thing I remember the most is the beautiful faces of the children as they slept so innocent and when awake so expecting.  We are blessed to have a family that is in no way perfect, but living, breathing and growing.  Sometimes I just look at the pictures of our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren and just smile at the awesomeness of it all.