Pictures of the kiddies modeling some of their new gear!
Christmas was wonderful! Had our traditional Open House....which didn't close down till 5am!! I'm tired.
Hope everyone had an awesome Christmas!

The Pain Is Over and I Met Some New Friends

After two weeks of pain from that damn tooth extraction I was finally able to get back to the land of the living. What a horrible experience that was! So now I have another dental situation arising. I have an impacted wisdom tooth that has a cyst developing on it. Nice! It needs to be attended to or there is a possibility that it could erupt and cause my jaw to fracture. Double Nice!
What a bunch of crap!
So last weekend I went with 3 friends to Brown County, Indiana. Had a blast! We left early Sat. morning and checked into our hotel by 10ish. Brown County is a quaint little town that hosts tons of shops and art galleries. So we started out on a beautiful fall day and worked our way through the shops. Long about 3pm, I believe it was my friend Donna, said "I'm ready for a beer". Well, there's not really too much to be offered in that area. But I did remember a place Gary and I had stopped in several years before. We found that same place....The Speakeasy. We stopped in for 1 and walked out at 8:30! Whew! Fun, fun, fun. We met the greatest group of people. We met 3 couples who were there when we arrived. They were our first encounter and we immediately hit it off! Then 2 more couples came in. They had purchased a replica of the leg lamp from "A Christmas Story"....remember that? They ended up plugging it in right there. They joined in on our fun! There was no juke box....so we just sang! And believe me, we sang to anyone walking in and everyone walking out! It was definitely one of those "you had to be there" moments. We all left that night with exchanged email addresses...as soon as my friends get their pictures to me I will be posting them! We did nothing but laugh the whole time...I felt like I knew my new friends forever. Such a big world it is, but so small in so many ways!
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.....enoy yourselves wherever you may be!
S.

Under Pressure

I went to the dreaded Dentist a few weeks back and he told me I needed a root canal. Ok. So I call my insurance company to see what the cost will be. To save this damn tooth would cost me $900. After much consideration, I responded to the dentist with a quick "pull the damn thing!". I gave him my reasons and he agreed to extract tooth number 19. Shortly after the appointment was made, the nurse called to explain..."Dr. C. just wanted me to tell you that although you will be numb there will be quite a bit of pressure." No problem, I'm down with that. SO...I go to my appointment on Monday, sit in the ever so intimidating dentist chair and get my shots of novocaine. Prepared for the extraction, the good doctor begins the procedure. I HAVE NEVER FELT SO MUCH PRESSURE IN MY HEAD!! I felt like the right side of my head was going to burst open and spew my brain out! It was awful. I was holding my head and thinking,"FORGET IT, STOP, GIVE ME THE F'N ROOT CANAL, I'LL PAY $9000!" Damn! It finally was over, he packed my mouth with gauze and sent me on my merry way. Things were good till Monday night when the novocaine wore off. The pain kicked in and I started on my ibuprofen. I had Vicadin for back up...which I used last night....then woke up this morning light headed and sweaty and in more pain. Son of a ....! So it ends up I now have an infection and have started on penicillan. This has been a nightmare....AND I BETTER WAKE UP SOON!!!
Not that all of this is any excuse for my absence....I've just been lazy. I have been checking in on everyone, though. And it sounds like you all are doing well. Hopefully soon I will be able to say the same thing about myself!

Get Over It

My professional response to a whiny 10 yr. old who was throwing a fit because somebody got in front of him in line:

"BUILD YOURSELF A BRIDGE AND GET OVER IT!"


Only 150 days till summer break!

Things That Make You Go Boo!

The Halloween Campout proved to be another year of great fun. I didn't go as well with my eating as I had planned (remember, I intend to be "the biggest loser") but it wasn't too disastrous. I stepped on the scale this morning fully prepared to have seen the same numbers, but it was actually down 2 lbs! This group picture is of a few of us on our trip to the restroom at 3am!(yes, those are wigs) It's pretty sad when we have to take the Boones Farm with us! The 2 girls are my great nieces. Little "J" dressed up as Dora the Explorer. Notice that big "J" wasn't as thrilled with her costume.

I'd also like to put a shout out to my buddy Luke! I work with "Lukey" and although he's not a blogger he'll occasionally check out mine. He asked today why I never blog about him so I told him I was going to throw his name out there just so he can see it in print. "Mr. Wuke", as one student calls him, is a good dude and makes me laugh everyday. Here's to ya, Luke....

Off to the gym now, people....I ain't playin' around!
S.

What I Could Do With 5 Minutes!

Had a meeting today on one of our students. An adorable, funny child who has stolen my heart! She is a victim of SEVERE sexual abuse. The details would make you sick! I wish I could take this precious girl, wipe out her memory, take her home with me and never tell her she hasn't always been mine. Give me five minutes with the woman who dares to call herself this child's mother. This woman who not only allowed it, but watched it and participated in it. I know it's not professional, and definitely not Christian, but with those 5 minutes I would kick some serious ass!!

On a lighter note....we're going camping this weekend. The annual Halloween Campout. Always fun. Everything is packed and ready to go. The Boones Farm is chilled and ready to be opened up around the first campfire.

Have a great weekend!

S.

Bad Blogger....Bad, Bad Blogger!

It's been almost 2 months since I have posted anything!! Bad blogger, bad, bad blogger! I have decided to try and write something atleast every other day...I am challenging myself. Now, I can't guarantee it will be anything of great importance or much value, but I'm going to see if I can do it....hope you don't get bored with me! If I get to be too much just let me know and I'll slack off a bit....I don't seem to have a problem with that, I can be quite the slacker!

Myself and some friends at work have started a contest..."the biggest loser". Everyone put $10 in and whoever loses the highest percentage of weight by November 16th wins $100. So far the hardest part has been sharing your weight with each other..YIKES!
Wish me luck.

So....have a lovely evening, everyone. And I'll talk to you SOON!!
S.

My New Baby!

Looky at what I got!! So after my reading with my psychic he reinforced with me how important it is to really live your life, not just get through it. Therefore, I decided it was time to bite the bullet and do something for just me. Get something that I really want instead of settling for something else until the time is better. I stepped out of my comfort zone and acted downright stingy! Oooooh, but I'm lovin' it!!! Everybody is telling Gary that I'm spoiled...I call it being understood!
Wanna go for a ride?
S.

Listen To This

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Attaching a few photos of my son's Yellowstone vacation with his best friends family. He won't be home for another week...I miss him!


Ok,get ready for this. Last week I went to see a man named Thomas Windlow. He is a Natural Psychic Medium. My sister had gone after hearing about him from several friends. She called me immediately following her appointment and was in awe of him. I decided to make arrangements for my own sitting with Mr. Windlow. I was very nervous the night before I went. Would he tell me something I don't want to know? Would nobody from the other side even want to say hello to me? Was I being disrespectful to God? I questioned myself right to his door. When I entered the home he uses as his office I was still quite nervous...his receptionist is very freaky. Although very friendly, she possessed a high pitched shaky voice that reminded me of something from the land of Oz. She was very animated and wide eyed. Thomas entered the front room and introduced himself and said he would be with me momentarily. He was in the midst of his morning donut and coffee. He walked out to the front porch and this is when my heart really started to race. Could he sense something around me? Were there dark demons he was trying to make sense of? Was he trying to figure out how to inform me that my life is doomed? Was he buying time? He finally re-entered and walked me to his office. He was very kind and calming... a good thing at that point because I was ready to crap my pants! He began by bowing his head in quiet prayer. He then lifted his head and proceeded. Mr. Windlow began by telling me he saw me surrounded by the color green, which means I work with children in the capacity of teacher or counselor of some sort. TRUE. He told me my Dad had passed and that he was behind my left shoulder. TRUE. My Dad was showing him that I have 3 children, 2 boys and a girl, and that my daughter was born right before my Dad passed. TRUE. (he died 3 weeks after Molly's birth). An uncle who was like a second father to me came through. He told me that my son was named after him. TRUE. My grandmother who I never met (which he also knew) came through. He told me that she has walked with me my whole life and that we have some kind of bond....I was named for her. AMAZING STUFF! He described each one of my kids and my husband as if he has known them their whole lives. He talked about what stresses I carry with me and described fairly accurately my feelings about my life. He gave spiritual advice. I was with him 30 minutes but it felt much longer....I really wanted to talk with him all day. His messages of love from my dad, and my uncle, and my grandmother, were so so comforting. They really do exist beyond this earthly plane. I've always believed that and had faith that they do, but it sure is wonderful to get some validation of it all. It was amazing to hear from him that my dad watches over my kids, and hears me when I talk to him, and wants me to talk to him more often, and sometimes sits on the end of my bed. There's too much to explain...but he said things that he had no way of knowing, or could possibly have guessed. I'll admit that I do still have that little pang of guilt for somehow betraying my blind faith...but I really believe that Thomas Windlow was given a gift from God. One he was intended to share.

Quiet Morning

It's Tuesday morning, 10:22, and I am the only one awake...ahhh, I love summer.
Molly left for camp on Sunday. I miss my baby but I know she's having a blast. The boys are both free from either work or football and are enjoying a day of sleeping in!
Later today my sister and I are joining our mom on a trip to Argosy Casino...she has a free nights stay. Mom loves to gamble and actually does fairly well. Patty and I could care less, but we figure we'll have some fun spending a little, people watching, and enjoying a few drinks! I look forward to the sleepover.
Well, I think I'll take a walk this morning....maybe the "bums" will be up when I get back!
Have a great day!
S.

Happy 4th!

Just a couple pictures of our vacation at the beach....

Happy 4th of July, my friends! I'm off to enjoy a day of kickball! The tournaments are today and our first game is at noon. We don't have a very good record, let me tell ya. Actually, we finally won our first game this week...we are officially 1-8. Woo-Hoo! Even the umpire was excited for us. But I don't want to mislead and let you believe it's because we finally got our act together and worked for it. The win is actually a result of the other team lending us a few of their young players in addition to my son and 2 of his friends! Some people refuse to call it a win....I call it pure, sweet, victory!

Wanna Play Doctor?

I had several Dr. appointments last week. Since I have summers off I try to schedule them all at once. I began therapy for my foot. It seems to helped somewhat. The only uncomfortable part so far has been the ice massage. Ice applied to your bare skin is very unsettling. Cold, then pain, then numbness.
I also had my mammogram. The sweetest technician called me back when it was my turn. She spoke so softly and smiled to kindly. Well, let me tell you....looks can be deceiving! She smashed the hell out of my boobs! She had to keep repositioning me because it was so uncomfortable. I told her something was stuck in my armpit and she started laughing! She had to sit down for a minute to pull herself together. Meanwhile here I am, standing bare-breasted thinking "what the hell is so funny". She said it just made her giggle the way I said it. I almost asked her "when I smack you upside the head, is that going to make you giggle?" When she finally gained her composure, she had one more final squeeze and I got the hell out! Damn!
THEN...the next day I went for my gynecological visit. I have been seeing the same doctor for almost 20 years...he is as "hot" now as he was then. I dread going to the appointments. Not because of the exam, but because of how cute he is. It gets me all undone to look at him. My stomach turns and I get sweaty palms and armpits when I approach his office door. He always spends a few moments with you in his office to "chit-chat" before going into the examining room. I say as little as possible for fear of sounding unworthy of him. His exams are quick and no-nonsense yet very proficient. And when he is through, he always, ALWAYS, gives me a hug good-bye....in my paper gown and all!!!! I LOVE HIM!
Okay, enough talk of "him", I'm feeling worn out!
I still need to schedule my dentist appointment...somehow that experience is just not the same.

This Breaks My Heart.....

The following is the latest on the kidnapping of Madeleine McCann. I think of this child everyday and can't imagine the horror her family is feeling. Unfortunately, their story is not unique as child abduction seems to be a part of our society. So sad. I pray for her and pray that her family gets some answers soon.



Wednesday, 13 June 2007
Dutch Newspaper Receives Anonymous Letter

THE HAGUE (AFP) - A Dutch newspaper said Wednesday it has received an anonymous letter giving details of where to find the body of missing toddler Madeleine McCann.

The four-year-old toddler disappeared from the hotel room where she and her two-year-old twin siblings were asleep in the southern Portuguese resort town of Praia da Luz on May 3.

The De Telegraaf daily said the letter was similar to one it received last year which had indicated with some accuracy the site where two missing Belgian girls' bodies were discovered at the end of June.

De Telegraaf did not publish the letter but handed it to Amsterdam police who described it as "important", the paper said Wednesday. The letter is due to be passed on to Portuguese investigators.

Is It True?

I can't believe it has been nearly a month since I have posted. Where has the time gone? Is it true that absence makes the heart grow fonder....be honest now!!:):)
Nothing extraordinary has been happening, it has just been a busy time. The end of the school year always brings about extra obligations. All 3 of my babies have finished out the year with flying colors and I now look toward the 07-08 school year with a 7th grader, a sophomore, and a junior. Man!
Andy (my junior) is interested in Ohio University...so I told him we would take a ride this summer to check out the campus...it's all very exciting!
Collin is playing basketball and conditioning for football. Everyday he shows me how much bigger his muscles are getting! We just let him get his ear pierced. G. was against it at first but I coached Collin on how to present his story and argue his point and it worked out in his favor...I have to admit it does look cute!
Ms. Molly is 12 and loving life. Swimsuit shopping was a battle but we managed to survive it...much harder than C's ear piercing!
As I write, we are on vacation. Spent 4 days in Panama City and now 4 days in Bradenton Fla. with my brother and his wife. I love the beach...my Dad loved the beach...I always feel closer to him when we're here.
Hope everyone is enjoying the beginning of their summer...what joy that it is finally here!
Peace.

What A Week

I am so glad it's Friday. It's been a hectic week. The kids at school are mentally on summer break already. And after school I've had something to do everyday.
MONDAY: Kickball....lost again, but we're getting better : We're working on a new strategy for next week. It goes something like this....kick the ball harder and run faster!
TUESDAY: Both Andy and Collin were eligible for the Academics Award Banquet for the 06-07 school year. School has always been fairly easy for Andy, but Collin has to work a little harder for his grades. He stayed focused even with the grueling schedule of basketball and came through with flying colors. Andy has recently been talking more about college and what he would like to do. I'm very proud of both my baby boys!
WEDNESDAY: Dr. appointment after school. Routine physical. Arrived at 3:45, called back at 4:15, and saw the doctor at 4:40, out the door at 5:10. Yep...I was getting aggravated. My doctor creeps me out a little bit, stands a little too close for comfort...I've gone to him for a long time but at every physical he still will ask "Do you want me to do your pap?" HELL NO!!!
THURSDAY: Marion Devotion at church and then Molly's spring art show and musical presentation at school. Topped off with a trip to the Dairy Queen.
FRIDAY: A little self indulgence by shopping at the mall then driving home so disgusted with myself after trying on all those cute summer clothes that I can't fit into. Damn Dairy Queen!!
I am headed for the couch....nobody is home and it's time to start my Mother's Day weekend early.
Peace and Joy.....

Kickball Is, uh, Fun...Yeah, That's Right....

We lost our first kickball game. 6-2. Not bad....things really could have been worse! My bad foot is killing me, my back is stiff, my gluteus maximus are sore, and I about threw my knee out when I kicked for the first time.....WHEN THE HELL DID I STOP BEING 25? I ACHE! But we looked good...the only team with uniform shirts. I think the younger teams probably thought that was a little "nerdy". To hell with them, I say. It really was a lot of fun....weather was great and the beers were cold. I'll take a camera with me next week so I can post a few pics of "the team".
This weather had been so wonderful....I can't wait for my beloved summer to be here in full force!

Any Suggestions?

Just a quick note to announce that tonight begins the Co-ed Kickball team I joined. It's the first season for this event where 4 teams will be vying for title of CHAMPION KICKBALLERS! We are the oldest players in the league...40ish. I'm a little apprehensive as I am the SLOWEST runner around! I suggested placing a chair between home plate and 1st base for a quick rest. Another teammate suggested placing a cooler of beer at 2nd base in order to re-hydrate. I'm open to all suggestions. Got any?

Did You Hear About This One...

Did anyone happen to hear about the voicemail Alec Baldwin left for his 11 year old daughter Ireland? The one where he called her a "pig" for not answering his pre-arranged phone call with her. The one where he told her he was going to show her what happens when she doesn't answer his calls. It's starting to become a little more clear to me why this custody battle between him and Kim Basinger is taking so long. I could almost bet that this was not an isolated incident. The courts have decided that Mr. Baldwin cannot be in contact with his daughter until a May 4th hearing...score one for the child! He did make a public apology and blamed the outburst on the fact that he has "been driven to the edge by years of parental alienation" Bullshit, I say! No excuse gives you a right to talk to your 11 year old child like that. Put that boy in some anger management classes. I hope he comes to term with his issues and can make some repair to his relationship with his daughter. If not, send him my way...I have a thing or two I'd like to tell him!

On Strike...

Let me just say that there are not too many people in this world who truly know the REAL you. I can honestly say that there are maybe 3-4 people who, for real, understand me. Maybe not understand, but accept. Accept and love. I get tired of trying to explain my point of view to people. I get pissed when people say "you're wrong" rather than "I disagree". I've decided that I am going to go on strike. I am going on strike from those who cannot make an attempt to listen to what I have to say. You're probably thinking "what the hell is up with her?" Long story. Not in the mood to explain it.
Good night...

Check It Out

I just finished a book titled Come Back by Claire and Mia Fontaine. It's a memoir they co-wrote about "their journey through hell and back". I couldn't stop reading it. They wrote with such passion and strength. It made me think about my relationship with my own daughter and how much I love that child. She's quickly approaching those teen years where she wants more independence and freedom but I'm not ready to sacrifice my "doodle bug" to the real world. The book really makes you think about the person you are and how we are interpreted by our children.
Check it out.

Rainy day here and my foot is killing me. I've been dealing with Plantar Fasciitis for well over a month. My doctor has me try something new after each visit, but nothing seems to be helping. Anyone out there ever have to deal with this??

The weekend is suppose to be a nice one. Definitely the kind of days for a ride on the Harley.

Don, Al, and Howard...Just To Mention A Few

DON IMUS GETS FIRED!
Whoopdy-Do!
Here's my one thought on this....Good decision, BUT....
I am really tired of hearing how the Rutger girls had their dreams taken away. How? I don't get it. How can one man's ignorance destroy their dreams? How can they give him that much ownership of themselves? He made a degrading comment and they deserve to be pissed. He deserves to hear it, too. But to allow that man (and I say that lightly) to have so much control is only giving him, and ignorance, power. I do think the girls have handled themselves with great restraint and dignity....I can't say that I wouldn't have had a few public words to say to him. And who the hell is Rev. Sharpton? He surely should not be pointing any fingers. He's made degrading remarks about Jews and Whites. Get off your big throne, Al. Don Imus is ignorant and has deserved this due for a long time. There are plenty more who need to leave the airwaves too....HOWARD STERN, FOR ONE, THANK YOU! Don't get me started on him. I'm all for Freedom of Speech, but what about the responsibility that comes with it. The responsibility that is rooted in kindness, respect, and sensibility. I'd love to have a private audience with a few of those people.
And FINALLY we know who Dannilynn's father is....I have to admit I was rooting for Larry, but I do feel a bit sorry for Howard K...don't ask me why, I just do.
That's it for now....I've been on spring break all week and the weather has been crappy. Been spending a lot of time on the couch...not good for the butt!!!

Girlfriends

I have two good college friends named Jamie and Mary.
Jamie is a foot model. She models for different catalogs such as JC Penney and the like. She loves her job and is very successful at it, although she does have a bit of fungus under her big toe. Jamie use to be a soccer player and was "discovered" one day after a big game. She had put on her sports sandals and an agent who happened to be at the game noticed her feet and set her on her path of success.
Mary is a dancer. She travels around doing one-woman routines. The reason for the one-woman routine is that she also has anxiety. She becomes very anxious around other people. She dances beautifully but she must make sure to not make eye contact with anyone in the audience. It can be disastrous for her performance if she does. She does not like to talk with people to whom she is unfamiliar.
I met with the both of them this weekend in Michigan City to watch Mary perform.
Well, that's the story we told Frank, a guard at the Indiana State Penitentiary. We did indeed go to Michigan City....but it was strictly for a girls weekend away! Saturday was rather dreary so we ended up an Irish bar named Ryan's and didn't leave for 7 hours! That's where we met Frank! I'm not real sure that he believed the whole story or if he was just going along for the ride. In any case, it all just rolled off my tongue and took a life of it's own! Although I wasn't sure if Frank was beginning to tell stories of his own when he told me that his side job is to voluntarily teach people how to shoot firearms. OK then....
It was a great weekend. A LOT of laughing. And because we don't get to see each other too often, a lot of catching up. I love those girls! I love all my girlfriends. Each little circle is different from the other. Each circle provides me with different experiences and conversation. But ALWAYS, each circle is abundantly full of laughter! What a wonderful common thread!

St. Patricks Day and Rites of Passage

Another good St. Patricks Day! Lunch at 12:30 with the husband and kids before heading out for the day with my girls! At Crowleys by 2:30 and didn't walk out till 7:30. We only go there on St. Pat's Day...see our favorite bartender "Tom-dog", drink some beers and share some laughs with our friends from years past, and always meet some new ones! It's just a fun day....lots of laughing! Well, except for the traditional cry between me and my sister over missing our Dad....the man who made us believe that St. Patricks Day is a national holiday! By 7:30 it was down to just me and the sister...we called G. for a ride home...well, not really home, just a bar closer to home. Our personal taxi dropped us off and was on call for when I officially was ready to call it a night...at 1am I threw in the towel and called my man to come get me. I was done. However, I did have him run me through the Chili Time drive thru for a quick cheese coney! I also reminded him of what a good husband he is. He appreciates hearing that!
Needless to say, I was feeling a bit rough yesterday! I let A. drive to his girlfriends house for the first time. It's a 20 minute drive on the highway and I was worried till he was safe at home. I hugged him the minute he walked in the door and said a little prayer of thanks. I was thinking about how when they are little and you take them for walks in their stroller, and then they want to walk , and then they ride their bikes and you tell them to "wait at the corner for me", then you let them ride their bikes to a friends house and "call when you get there"....all those rites of passage...this is just one more. Hard to relinquish the control that comes with each step...but a part of growing up just the same. If I could have one wish, I would wish that I could have 1 week of my kids being 2, 5, and 6 again. When the back yard was as big as their world got. A week of Power Rangers, and Barney, and lunch on top of the jungle gym ,and filling the plastic baby pool, and nap time, and walks to the park. I miss all of that soooo much. I like the young people they're becoming....but I miss my babies! It won't be long and they'll be out with me for the duration on St. Patricks Day...and then G. can come pick us all up, and I'll tell him "you're still a good husband"

Question

I'm just wondering if anyone out there has ever been to Savannah and/or Tybee Island?
If you,or anyone you know, has ever visited...please share...just looking into a few ideas for summer trips!

Once again...missed out on tickets to Jimmy Buffett. They sold out in 15 minutes. I guess that's God's way of saying "girl, you're getting too old for that!". HOWEVER....I refuse to believe that I am getting, or will ever be, too old for St. Patricks Day!! The party begins 12:30 on Saturday...I'll recap it all for you after the event!! (maybe not all!)

Erin Go Bragh!
S.

My Crew!

Just learning how to do all of this fun stuff on here like everyone else!!
Here's my gems....

PS. The time is changing tonight and so is my template...I'm just the kinda gal who likes to change things up a bit!

Bring It On....

It is so beautiful outside today that I can hardly contain myself!!
A wonderful 60 degrees and sunny!
Gary has the Harley out and shining it up....I know he's about ready to crap himself...he's been waiting so long for this day.
I'm sure the kids are in school, staring out the window and making plans on how to spend this day as soon as they are sprung!
The dog is not quite as eager to get back inside the house.
I'm feeling good, and hopeful, and happy....all those things that Spring seems to bare.
Ahhhhh...life is good.
We have to believe that.
We all have to believe that.
S.

With all it's sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
It is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
-Max Ehrmann

C-R-A-Z-Y

So I was at the gym last night, walking on the tread mill, well, barely walking because my damn foot hurts so bad...ANYWAY...watching the TV, when I heard something I just couldn't believe!!! Anna Nicole's first husband (I think they were married) Danny, father of her beloved Daniel, wants to have Daniel's body exhumed and moved back to the U.S....WHAT???? This man has had no contact with this boy, no father/son relationship ever existed, and now he wants him closer to him...Too late, buddy!! Now, according to the report, this is all a ploy, he is incahoots with crazy lookin' Vergie who wants Anna buried in Texas. Anna's request was to be buried next to her son. So if Daniel is moved back to Texas, they then feel it would be ruled that Anna should also be moved to Texas. Give me 5 minutes with these two...I will smack the shit out of them!! Are they really that ignorant? Are they that self-involved? What do they have to gain by this crazy notion? Not a daughter, not a son, that was already lost. They were survivors (to some degree) in this world without the help of Vergie and Danny..THEY ARE GONE NOW, V AND D, THEY ARE NOT ALIVE IN THOSE BOXES BURIED 6 FT. BENEATH THE GROUND!!
I surely hope some Judge does not rule in Danny's favor...'cause then I'd have to smack the shit out of him too!!
P.S. Excuse my language!

Watch Out!

Happy Friday...the end of the week. It seemed like a long one! Have a good weekend, everybody! And if you live in my area ,watch out for a new driver. That's right my baby boy got his license. Only took him 3 times! First time he didn't even get out of the parking lot...they nabbed him for not looking both ways when backing out. Kind of important, don't ya think? Second time, the back brake light was out so they wouldn't even test him..poor kid! Anyway, third time WAS a charm and he is now official. He's chomping at the bit to get on the road.....but I'm keeping him corraled for a while longer. We're starting out slow. Errands for me, picking up his brother or sister, driving to a babysitting job. I'm just not ready to turn him loose for "fun"! I'm not ready for any of this!

One more thing, I DO feel for Ms. B. Spears! A good therapist needs to get hold of her and keep her in seclusion for intensive therapy! That's all I got to say about that.....

Peace out!

Anna Nicole Smith

I can't get the death of Anna Nicole off my mind! I surely didn't know her. I definitely had no relationship with her. But everytime I saw her on T.V., or in the news for any reason, I felt sorry for her. She just seemed to me, to be a lost soul.
Her life was nothing to idolize, her every movement scrutinized and her character always in question. Yes, she did indeed bring it all on herself...but I can't help but wonder how she became who she was...or what she was perceived to be. How did Vicky Lynn (her birth name) BECOME Anna Nicole. I don't know the details of her childhood, but did she not have any guidance? I wonder. Did anyone make her feel loved or important? I think maybe her son Daniel was her only real love, and when he died maybe a part of her did too. And now her baby daughter is where? With whom? With her real dad? Will she ever know who that is? I wish I could take that little girl and give her a quiet normal life. I can only hope that some adult in her life will put her as a priority. Yes, I am saddened by the death of Anna Nicole Smith...maybe that sounds crazy. I guess it's because there always seemed to be a sadness about her, even with all the glitz and glam, like a little girl lost.
S.


For attractive lips , speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes , seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair , let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.

For poise walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,
and redeemed; never throw out anyone.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.

I'm Back...

I can't believe it's been 2 weeks since I have last blogged...no excuse for it!! The days have been rather ordinary and I haven't felt much like "sharing". Sounds rather snobbish doesn't it? No offense.
The winter storm was a nice little change. I mean if it has to be this damn cold we should atleast have some beauty with it. The snow is beautiful...but now I'm ready for spring and then for the return of my beloved summer! The day the storm hit, it took me 45 minutes to make what is usually a 10 minute ride home. My sister was stuck at the hospital where she was, as she likes to say, "landlocked". She was looking at a 5 hour wait just to get out of the parking garage. So my friend Donna and I decided to go "on an adventure"...we decided to rescue her. So what should have been another 10 minute ride now took 1 1/2 hours to get to her. But Patty got tired of waiting and decided to walk to a nearby bar...go figure. So while D. and I sat in traffic, Patty trudged through a 1/2 mile of snow to get her hands on a beer, then called us and told us to pick her up there...Thanks, Pat!! By the time we got there we knew there was no just picking her up and sitting in traffic again...so we went with the only choice we had....we joined her! I let Gary know that we were going to "wait out the traffic". Oops...not a happy husband! So, 2 hours later we figured it was safe to go and we were all safely home in 20 minutes. We are some damn smart women...very resourceful indeed. I love snow days!
I am going to try my best to blog more often....as if anyone really cares. Do you?
S.

Thursday Thirteen!

Thirteen Things I Do/Say/Feel That Piss People Off

1. Make plans then cancel.
2. Make middle of the night phone calls....I can't help it if a few beers helps me remember something I wanted to tell them
3. Leave 5 pairs of shoes lying around the house (GARY!!)
4. Think that MY plans are the best
5. Park in handicap parking. (I'm handicap...I have 2 teenagers and a pre-teen!)
6. Say, "Andy, it's time to get off the phone", "Andy, it's time to get up for school", "Andy, wash your face", "Andy, brush your teeth"
7. Refuse to commit to time and place on St. Patricks Day...I want to be able to "go with the flow"
8. Talk to Amy (Danny and Mom)
9. Tell Molly "no" to ANYTHING!
10. Very non-committal....you never know when something better will come along!! :)
11. Stay out way past 2:30am when out with friends (Gary, AGAIN!)
12. At the grocery checkout say "oh crap, I forgot one more thing, I'll be right back".
13. Feel that people should accept me for who I am and adore me anyway!!!

To all those I have ever pissed off, just remember....
"IT'S BETTER TO BE PISSED OFF THAN PISSED ON!!"

Have a great weekend, everyone!



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Old Flames

As much as I really wanted to get atleast one good snowfall this year, I'll admit I'm ready for it to go away now! It's beautiful on day one and the kids were gone for hours snowboarding, and sledding, and playing snow football. But ok, the thrill is gone. After the initial excitement, it's really not worth anything if you can't atleast get a day off school! If only it had held off for one more night. Oh well...
Not much new. Went to a fundraiser at my sons' school on Saturday. It was Ladies Night Bunko...ever played that? It's a simple dice game, but you rotate tables and end up meeting a lot of new people and reconnecting with some you haven't seen in years. It was a blast. $25 covered beer (bottled, I might add), wine, and cosmopolitans! What a deal. BUT....the servers were all men and who brought me my first drink? Only the first love of my life!!! Ooh boy, did I have a crush on him! I still get nervous when I think about it....and I got all giggly seeing him again..geez! Granted, time has not been especially kind to him...big belly, some balding and greying... but that personality was still there...what a charmer! Needless to say, I kept ordering drinks just so he could deliver them to me. Met his wife...not cute, very butch, that'll teach him!
But the B*^&# was friendly! Hard as I tried, I couldn't hate her! I can't wait to go back next year...hopefully he'll be serving again. I'm going to make sure I lose weight by then, and brush up on my vocabulary, and have some unbelievably exciting stories to tell him...he'll wonder why he ever looked twice at Ms. Butch Friendly!! I don't want him....I just want him to want me!!!

Peace out, my friends!

In A Year

This week is the anniversary of the death of Michael. It was one year ago that Michael went to bed and never woke up. It seems like only yesterday. I still can hear his voice over the phone when calling for Molly. It was always the same "Hello, this is Michael, is Molly there?" The memory of the two of them together is embellished in my brain. I'm sure those visions will wean themselves and not be as vivid...another loss in itself. I see how much Molly has grown in the last year. Taller, thinner, experimenting with makeup, becoming a little more girly..I enjoy watching the transformation. I can't help wondering where Michael would have fit into the picture....but something tells me he would have gone along for the ride, teasing her and all the while being her confidante. They just had that special "thing". Will this loss effect who she becomes as an adult? She still misses him terribly... that's a whole separate entity for which I grieve.
A year has passed and life has gone on, just as I suspected. An earthly life has ended and paths have been altered. It happens every day. There is no disrespect intended in that. But this week in January will forever remind me of how fragile life is. I will think of Michael and remember his face. I will remember the sadness that week brought and I will struggle to find the right words to say to his parents. I will laugh with Molly over the same stories I have heard again and again. I will honor that fact that Michaels leaving us has left us all so much to think about.

What the F*&#^

Okay, so a 6 yr old called me a "F'n B" today! A 6 year old who refused to give up his coloring and begin his reading assignment. I picked his skinny little butt up and put him right out of the room..his pants were drooping and showing off his Buzz Lightyear boxers. He then went on to tell me that he was going to call his Dad up to come shoot everybody, to which I professionally responded "bring it on!" He also threatened to cut off my electricity so that my TV would go off and my food would get warm AND to call to Rent-A-Center to come get "all your stuff"! You think maybe he's had some personal experience in this area? He also informed me that he wasnt afraid to go to jail because his mom would come down with some money and get him out. Again, something familiar, ya think? Now as amusing as this all sounds, and as amusing as it was at the time, there is some sadness to it. It's sad that a 6 yr old has had those experiences. It's not right that a young child of his age is able to muster up such language. Sad and pitiful and heartbreaking. I look at him and I wonder what his world is like outside of school....his behaviors give me a small clue. So we try to teach him new behaviors, and new words, and try to set him up for success....but there's only so much that these 6 hours a day can impress upon him. There's only so much we can do. Sad.

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It reminds me of the ocean. I am always at peace there.
S.

Happy 2007!

Happy 2007! The Holidays are over and it's back to reality for me. Working in the school system is great if for no other reason than the breaks! Two weeks off can do a body and mind good. Christmas was great. Santa Gary did another fine job at Christmas shopping. I've come to realize how lucky I am with his gift giving skills. He loves to buy jewelry....which I am very thankful for!! Gary and the kids were all happy with their treasures from under the tree. Gary looks especially "harley hot" in his new hat and scarf I got him for when he rides in the cold months. My Molly-girl got a digital camera/video....she had a blast with that on Christmas Day, capturing pictures and video of our company. It was quite funny to watch it all the next day....especially the late night games around the dining room table! Andy and Collin both got new MP3 players which are constantly hooked up to their ears. Andy turned 16 on Christmas Day....amazing! New Years Eve was nice. This was the first year we didn't spend it as a family...there was something sad in that. Andy went to his girlfriends house. Collin was invited to a friends house. We have always spent it with other families but things have changed a little bit, the teenagers are getting older. Between us all, Molly was the only young one left. We decided to go out for dinner and drinks at our friends bar...a local establishment. Molly opted to stay at the neighbors house....she was really missing her buddy Michael, whom she has spent every New Years Eve with. She called me at 11:15 feeling a little blue...so I went to pick her up and brought her to the bar to spend New Years with us....the only 11 year old in the place!! Of course she brought her video camera with her. She ended up having a good time and I am so glad she was with us at midnight to ring in the new year.
So onto another year... I am filled with hope that it will hold peace and laughter and I am filled with faith that God will help me persevere if it is anything less than that. That whole faith thing really came in handy this past year...I'm hoping I don't have to call on it so much in 2007!!

S.