i presume that a renewal would add on to whatever is left on your previous subscription ... if any .... just insert a note with your $$$ and ask if you missed any journals... and if so .. you would be glad to pay for it... or ask them to back date your subscription and send the missing journal ... this isn't some conglomerate who cant answer a simple question .. just some person sitting in the kitchen volunteering their time to the society ... and most likely extremely willing to enable your addiction ... good luck ken

I joined back in March or Feb, and have I think two issues of the AHS Journal. I'll be rereading some of the first issue, because when it arrived, I was still clueless. Now it is making more sense to me. I could still benefit from the beginners' guide that Irawon mentioned for sale on the website and in the issue. My very favorite article from this current issue is the Goodwin Garden in Britain. He container gardens, with 350 hosta. It is an official display garden, impeccable at all times of the year. Which has stirred my curiosity to see shots of his winter storage arrangements for the dormant containers. A significant part of the success in his garden lies in its attractiveness. And healthy plants too. The time has come to start a thread about wintering over container hosta. Techniques that work in differing circumstances and climates.

We renewed our vows on our 20th anniversary. My DH surprised me with it. I had always teased him that he never proposed to me. He didn't. We just always talked about getting married and then we did. Never the down on one knee thing. So on our 20th, it was a Wed. Kids home after school. Had a band concert that night.... I am mopping the kitchen floor, he comes in and in front of the kids asks me to marry him, again. I laughed and said of course. He said, great! Can you be ready in an hour? I said.... what????? I had ONE dress I could still squeeze into, put on that. Had no time to do nails or other such stuff. The kids scrambled into nice clothes and we went off to Tahoe. We live 30 minutes from there. He had it all set up with a cute little chapel there. My son, who was 15 at the time, just kept shaking his head and saying this is so lame. I have a concert tonight.... He really was put out about it. My DD was so excited. Well, we get to the chapel and we go in. They have us pick out some music. My husband says, wait! he goes out to the car, has a bouquet for me and one for DD. He has boutineers for him and son. My son is shaking his head this is so lame....... We are all laughing. So son walks me down the aisle and DD is waiting there and DH. We say a few words from our hearts and we are all teary eyed, I look over DH's shoulder at my son and he is weepy too..... I laugh, in the middle of it I stop and ask him if it is still lame. He says No.... and wipes some tears away. We are all laughing about it. Then when it comes time to exchange rings, husband asks for mine back and gives it to the lady performing the ceremony and she adds another ring to my set. He had it custom made, not sure how he did that cause mine is all twisty and it matches up perfectly. I was shocked. It had more stones in it and makes my ring look totally different. Anyway, we did all that, went to an early dinner in Tahoe and made it back for the concert. Now here we sit at 32 years. Maybe we will do it again someday. I still tell him that ceremony meant more to me than the first one. This one came from his heart. We could have gone to dinner or had something on the weekend like we usually do/did. But he went to all this trouble to plan it and surprise me with it meant that he really would do it all over again!

I can still post today! And for those of you who may have wondered, all that trash was dumped effortlessly into the garbage truck and whisked away to the landfill. Now, one of my most important stretches of kitchen countertop is clear, that is the nearly six feet between the main sink and the back door/garage area of my house. Formerly, that spot had been loaded, and I mean fully covered and stacked, with papers, hair doodads, ballet shoes, Boy Scout patches, files, coupons, receipts, bits and pieces of small toys, playing cards, etc. Cleaning off that counter space has finally given me a landing pad for groceries or other gear that is carried in from the van. So now, when I grocery shop, I don't unload bags onto the kitchen floor, I have the counter. This is so much easier on my back and we don't trip over the bags until they get unloaded. In order to clean this countertop, I threw away as much as I could, then I asked my teenage daughter to simply stuff everything else into a milk crate or I moved the papers to the kitchen table. I asked her for help because I was burning out (I worked on this counter for the better part of the weekend in-between everything else) and had the goal of finishing the job by Sunday dinner. When I got to the point where I simpy could not stand to look at another tangible sign of my inability to get it together, she willingly stepped in. She couldn't dejunk a whole lot, but she could move it to milk crates and the kitchen table (we eat in the dining room). So, of course my table is unusable. Today I've got to tackle my kitchen table. I have stacks of papers from the three different schools my children attend, in addition to receipts, recipes, books, magaizines, church bulletins, etc. So that's how I'll spend the better part of my morning. To celebrate my "new" counter space, I found a lovely white embossed decorative pot (in my closet), and bought some cheap silk white geraniums and pale yellow roses for the pot. Now that arrangement sits in the corner and it helps me keep that place clean. It has been clean for about a week. My laundry room is now at the point where I have a clutter free place to put my laundry-sorting totes (I have nine of them; one for each member of my family, plus a tenth for linens and towels), that place being the top of the dryer and across my freezer. So.... I hope to fold and sort laundry in the laundry room as it leaves the dryer rather than toss it on a sofa (where it typically sits for days on end). My laundry room is also my office, I'm sitting here right now on my computer at the conter height desk we built as a part of our remodel. Anway, Talley, my son had a friend coming over yesterday and that burst of cleaning has left my house neater than it has been in months, thanks to slow but steady progress with dejunking. And D.A.Y.Y. I agree 100% about consumable gifts. And what a great idea about making the card special, that's the perfect way to demonstrate the feelings behind the gift. And Talley, I got rid of my stackers. They were in the laundry room (the only place I could set them was on the dryer, and I need that real estate for my folding) where they basically stored papers. I need a better way to deal with the vast amount of paper I receive in any given day. Using a calendar faithfully will help immensely. But letting go of all of the precious things my children bring home is what I need to do. Childhood is so fleeting, I want to treasure each thing each of my children does, that is sit down with them, talk about their work, shower them with praise..... but of course that doesn't happen. Anyway, that's all the news that's fit to print. I'm heading for the kitchen table! Thanks again for all of your encouraging replies. ~Cindy