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!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Friday, February 9, 2007
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.
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.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
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.
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, January 25, 2007
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!
Links to other Thursday Thirteens!1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)
>Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!
The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!
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!
Links to other Thursday Thirteens!1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)
>Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!
The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!
Monday, January 22, 2007
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!
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!
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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.
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.
Monday, January 8, 2007
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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