This year I have learned a BIG lesson about Counting. I have learned that there are some people who you can count on and some that you just can't. Or maybe you can count on them.....to do exactly what you might have predicted based on personal knowledge. Some people never change and some people step up and out of their comfort zone when they discern a need.
I learned a huge lesson in the value of real friends. Friends that loaned me money, friends that helped me pack, friends that drove me around and showed me the beauty of a Christmas night, friends that paid for meals, offered meals, lent their shoulders, knowledge and talents, and friends that made sure I was never very far out of touch with someone. And all of those friends gave me support, prayers, love and showed me the physical presence of Christ.
I learned a huge lesson in family. I learned that those who perhaps have always felt they could count on me, stepped up and made sure that my expectations were fulfilled in the life I left behind for awhile. Unfortunately, I also learned that I can be quickly forgotten by some.
It was in the realization that only my day to day presence makes me important with some people, that I came to know how important it is to be present. Each and Every Day. I watched some of the people who are in the facility with mom who had no visitors, who didn't have the comfort of even one person that was important to them. Whether they are fully cognizant of what day it is or sometimes who they are - they knew that they were unimportant. It broke my heart to see them shivering because no one had thought to bring them a sweater. To see them aimlessly circling a room for lack of someone to engage them in conversation. And to see them watching with envious eyes the people who did have people to visit with.
To my daughter - you have shown me the kind of woman I raised and you are my shining
moment. You are the greatest gift God has given me.
To my friends - you have taught me that true friendship knows no distance, no time, no dollar value. You have shown me the physical part of my faith.
To my God - YOU have shown me that only with help from YOU can I accomplish anything. I know that it was YOU and YOU alone that stirred the hearts of good men and women to step up and be counted. So many prayers of mine YOU have answered, so many nights YOU have covered me in your assurance and brought me sleep, so many tired steps YOU have lifted my feet and gently pushed on. So many people YOU have laid on my heart to pray for. If I could ask one more thing of YOU it would be to give me the kind of heart I need. Please God make me always someone who can be counted.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Quick Predict
I'm saying Mark is going home along with Michael tonight on DWTS. I will be proved right or wrong in 3 minutes
Monday, November 2, 2009
Shut up and let me go
Took my title from the opening song on DWTS this week. The field is getting smaller and smaller and we should reasonably expect to see some much improved dancing this week. So we shall see. Lacey is out with the Slue so the Iron Chef will be hoofin' it with the red hot little red head this week.
1st up foxy Michael and the foxtrot. I thought he did very well with this - he's pretty smooooooth in these types of dances and dang it he has fun doing it. My score: 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 7.
Now Mr. Hey Everyone Look At Me (even if it is your turn to be on TV or the dancefloor). Donny will be quick stepping. His feet are starting to get heavy - I don't think this was his best dance. And that costume he designed for Kym looks like someone took a pair of electric scissors to a bolt of fabric. My score: 7. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8 . Len is obviously enamored of Mr. O - blech!
Next Mark and Anna will dance the Samba. Maybe it was the music but I didn't particularly like this dance. It seemed kind of messy. I have to say that Anna has no bones in her body. My score: 7. Judges scores: C - 6 L - 7 B - 6. I like Bruno's comment it was kind of like KungFu Panda does the Samba.
Now Mya will be trying to trot her foxy little butt into Len's heart. Oh please why on earth are they bringing Chloris around - I had plenty of her last season. I like her but come on! Gosh Mya just said what I said about Len's heart. She is lovely to watch the only thing I can fault her on is she doesn't really seem to throw her emotions into her dancing. My score: 8. Judges scores: C - 9 L - 7 B - 9 . Len will not cut her ANY slack.
Time for Crybaby Carter - waa haa haa. He's gotta pull a Jive - God I hate to admit it but he nailed this one TO THE WALL. I did see one tiny little mistake but he was able to keep up with the perpetually shakin' and shimmyin' Karina. My score: 9. Judges score: C - 9 L - 10 B - 10 . Yes you are right Carrie Ann the weird thingie in the middle is only Len. I guess only Carrie Ann and I saw the weird thingie in the middle.
I'm ready to see Kelly turn it loose and have F U N. If she can't have fun with the Salsa she isn't going to be able to find her fungirl anywhere. Besides Chunky Thighs all over America are pulling for her. Well, no amount of wishing can make it so. She looked lost as a goose in this and at times it appeared her partner was merely dragging her around the floor. My score: 7 Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8 . Honestly I think they are afraid to say something bad to her. Perhaps they afraid the Dark Lord of Rock will cast a spell on them and their cats will have warts. I just didn't feel this one and I wanted to.
And now, everyone's girlfriend JoAnna, oh puh-leeeeeze must we witness her running along the beach in several yards of dental floss? Now the Rhumba in the Jungle. LOL, that move looked like she was trying to kick him in the groin. Don't think that was quite the emotion they were hoping to convey. I think they may have tried for toooooo much drama here - she muffed some moves in a big way. My score : 7. Judges score: C - 9 L - 9 B - 9 .They are going to score her over the moon. Wait and see. I tole you so. Overscored.
Now Team Dances - The Paso against the Tango. The Paso is first and I love love love that dance! And I love love love that song "I hate myself for loving you."
Hmmmmm I thought it took 2 to Tango apparently it now takes 6. Oh come on JoAnna you will be on the floor the judges aren't going to see anyone else. The Tango team rocked the house. As good as the Paso was I think the Tangoing Trio won the group dance. Judges thought so too.
Who needs to get ready to go: Probably Michael (even though he had a fantastic week), Mark (I think it is getting too hot in this particular kitchen) and maybe Kelly because I think she has achieved her peak at this point. We shall see.
1st up foxy Michael and the foxtrot. I thought he did very well with this - he's pretty smooooooth in these types of dances and dang it he has fun doing it. My score: 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 7.
Now Mr. Hey Everyone Look At Me (even if it is your turn to be on TV or the dancefloor). Donny will be quick stepping. His feet are starting to get heavy - I don't think this was his best dance. And that costume he designed for Kym looks like someone took a pair of electric scissors to a bolt of fabric. My score: 7. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8 . Len is obviously enamored of Mr. O - blech!
Next Mark and Anna will dance the Samba. Maybe it was the music but I didn't particularly like this dance. It seemed kind of messy. I have to say that Anna has no bones in her body. My score: 7. Judges scores: C - 6 L - 7 B - 6. I like Bruno's comment it was kind of like KungFu Panda does the Samba.
Now Mya will be trying to trot her foxy little butt into Len's heart. Oh please why on earth are they bringing Chloris around - I had plenty of her last season. I like her but come on! Gosh Mya just said what I said about Len's heart. She is lovely to watch the only thing I can fault her on is she doesn't really seem to throw her emotions into her dancing. My score: 8. Judges scores: C - 9 L - 7 B - 9 . Len will not cut her ANY slack.
Time for Crybaby Carter - waa haa haa. He's gotta pull a Jive - God I hate to admit it but he nailed this one TO THE WALL. I did see one tiny little mistake but he was able to keep up with the perpetually shakin' and shimmyin' Karina. My score: 9. Judges score: C - 9 L - 10 B - 10 . Yes you are right Carrie Ann the weird thingie in the middle is only Len. I guess only Carrie Ann and I saw the weird thingie in the middle.
I'm ready to see Kelly turn it loose and have F U N. If she can't have fun with the Salsa she isn't going to be able to find her fungirl anywhere. Besides Chunky Thighs all over America are pulling for her. Well, no amount of wishing can make it so. She looked lost as a goose in this and at times it appeared her partner was merely dragging her around the floor. My score: 7 Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8 . Honestly I think they are afraid to say something bad to her. Perhaps they afraid the Dark Lord of Rock will cast a spell on them and their cats will have warts. I just didn't feel this one and I wanted to.
And now, everyone's girlfriend JoAnna, oh puh-leeeeeze must we witness her running along the beach in several yards of dental floss? Now the Rhumba in the Jungle. LOL, that move looked like she was trying to kick him in the groin. Don't think that was quite the emotion they were hoping to convey. I think they may have tried for toooooo much drama here - she muffed some moves in a big way. My score : 7. Judges score: C - 9 L - 9 B - 9 .They are going to score her over the moon. Wait and see. I tole you so. Overscored.
Now Team Dances - The Paso against the Tango. The Paso is first and I love love love that dance! And I love love love that song "I hate myself for loving you."
Hmmmmm I thought it took 2 to Tango apparently it now takes 6. Oh come on JoAnna you will be on the floor the judges aren't going to see anyone else. The Tango team rocked the house. As good as the Paso was I think the Tangoing Trio won the group dance. Judges thought so too.
Who needs to get ready to go: Probably Michael (even though he had a fantastic week), Mark (I think it is getting too hot in this particular kitchen) and maybe Kelly because I think she has achieved her peak at this point. We shall see.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Here comes the Sun!!
After what seems like weeks of unending rain, we have sunshine today. I honestly was starting to think I like in Forks since I could have sworn I saw the Cullen family moving in next door.
It is amazing what just a little sunshine can do for the spirit. Suddenly things seem a little more hopeful. And you can go outside and get away from the things that are driving you crazy inside.
What astonishes me is how little sun it takes to dry up big old mud puddles. The dogs are able to bask in the nice warm rays of sunshine. I know Max and his arthritis really appreciates getting his bones all heated up. Of course by this evening they will stink to high heaven and smell just like Dogs!!
Yay sun - rain stay away for awhile, and leave us the sun to make us all smile.
It is amazing what just a little sunshine can do for the spirit. Suddenly things seem a little more hopeful. And you can go outside and get away from the things that are driving you crazy inside.
What astonishes me is how little sun it takes to dry up big old mud puddles. The dogs are able to bask in the nice warm rays of sunshine. I know Max and his arthritis really appreciates getting his bones all heated up. Of course by this evening they will stink to high heaven and smell just like Dogs!!
Yay sun - rain stay away for awhile, and leave us the sun to make us all smile.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Dancing In Again--
Well, it is Monday night so I am freshly bathed and holding down the couch cushion with my laptop. I'm glad they are having Mya dance first - I might be able to stomach some of the other performances. There is jitterbugging in my future YAY!!
She is absolutely a great little dancer, I'm afraid they spent too much time fiddling about at the beginning. I'm scoring her a 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 7 B - 9. I knew it I knew Len wouldn't like the dusting at the beginning. He's obviously reinserted the cob.
Now Melissa is waltzing. Honestly I can't figure out what is wrong with her, she just looks clumsy, stiff and out of step in everything she does. And I want to like her but.........My score: 5 - Judges scores: C - 7 L - 7 B - 6. And now the judges agree with me except for Len who is obviously bi-polar. And they overscored her!!
And now we will see if the Iron Chef can get something cooking with his jitterbug. He will have to step it up because Lacey can shake it in places most of us have long since lost. Here we go....this was very cute! And I loved all the athleticism that the routine called for. I'm telling you that Lacey girl is a tank - I'm betting she could bench press a Buick. I'm giving him a 10!!!!! Judges scores: C - 9 L - 9 B - 8 . Haters!! The routine was worthy of a perfect score.
Now comes Aaron who I've come to despise....he just hits on my very last nerve. He will be waltzing. Blech.....he just disturbs the crap out of me. I get the feeling if he could dance with a mirror in his hand he would be happier. My score: 6 The judges scores: C - 8 L - 9 B - 8 . Oh give me a giant personal break...it was like watching 2 girls dance together. Sorry!!! Oh, oh, I think he's going to cry again.
Next we will have Michael trying to waltz his way into a better spot on the leaderboard. He looked like he genuinely enjoyed this dance and I think his performance reflected that this was indeed his cup of tea. My score: 8 Judges scores: C - 6 L - 8 B - 6 .OMG I'm going to agree with Len - prepare yourself for the endtimes!!!
Now Kelly will be jitterbugging. She had a minor injury last week and bless her heart she is sooooo insecure. I hope she can nail this dance to the wall. If she could just turn loose of herself and have the fun that I think she needs to have she would score better. Plus I just have to love those fat little legs of hers. My score: 7 Judges scores: C - 7 L - 6 B - 7.
Now Louie will try to get his motor running in the jitterbug. Maybe the energy of this dance will compensate for his short coupled little bod. I'm hoping that when he dumped Chelsie on her butt it was part of the routine. It was cute at times a little hectic and out of control looking. My score: 7 Well that answers that it wasn't an intentional dumping, they will dock him for that. Judges score: C - 7
L - 7 B - 7 .
Now JoAnna is back with Derek and they will be waltzing. She should be perfect in this dance. She did well, but the costume proved to be problematic and their one little stunt got all balled up and was messy looking: My score: 6 But the judges are going to overscore her. They must not see what we see here at home. Judges scores - C -8 L - 9 B - 9 .
Now get ready to be wowed -Donny will be jittering and bugging or just bugging. As he does me - I am tired tired tired of his schtick. Of course he will be here till the end as he is related to 1/2 the free world and goes to church with the other half. He may not be able to go back to Utah after holding Kym upside down with his face practically in her booo-tay. They will score him pretty high. For my part I give him an 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8. Well obviously we are in agreement.
Now for the competition Mambo. Well the costumes are very bright and colorful. Since there will be a double elimination tomorrow night. I'm still ready for Melissa and Aaron to go.
For gosh sakes, Donny just can't NOT be the center of attention. When tapped out of the competition he took up considerably amounts of Derek's time acting like an Ass.
The judges are certainly smitten with JoAnna.
OKAY if anyone leaves tomorrow night other than Melissa and Aaron it will be a miscarriage of justice.
Meemaw out!
She is absolutely a great little dancer, I'm afraid they spent too much time fiddling about at the beginning. I'm scoring her a 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 7 B - 9. I knew it I knew Len wouldn't like the dusting at the beginning. He's obviously reinserted the cob.
Now Melissa is waltzing. Honestly I can't figure out what is wrong with her, she just looks clumsy, stiff and out of step in everything she does. And I want to like her but.........My score: 5 - Judges scores: C - 7 L - 7 B - 6. And now the judges agree with me except for Len who is obviously bi-polar. And they overscored her!!
And now we will see if the Iron Chef can get something cooking with his jitterbug. He will have to step it up because Lacey can shake it in places most of us have long since lost. Here we go....this was very cute! And I loved all the athleticism that the routine called for. I'm telling you that Lacey girl is a tank - I'm betting she could bench press a Buick. I'm giving him a 10!!!!! Judges scores: C - 9 L - 9 B - 8 . Haters!! The routine was worthy of a perfect score.
Now comes Aaron who I've come to despise....he just hits on my very last nerve. He will be waltzing. Blech.....he just disturbs the crap out of me. I get the feeling if he could dance with a mirror in his hand he would be happier. My score: 6 The judges scores: C - 8 L - 9 B - 8 . Oh give me a giant personal break...it was like watching 2 girls dance together. Sorry!!! Oh, oh, I think he's going to cry again.
Next we will have Michael trying to waltz his way into a better spot on the leaderboard. He looked like he genuinely enjoyed this dance and I think his performance reflected that this was indeed his cup of tea. My score: 8 Judges scores: C - 6 L - 8 B - 6 .OMG I'm going to agree with Len - prepare yourself for the endtimes!!!
Now Kelly will be jitterbugging. She had a minor injury last week and bless her heart she is sooooo insecure. I hope she can nail this dance to the wall. If she could just turn loose of herself and have the fun that I think she needs to have she would score better. Plus I just have to love those fat little legs of hers. My score: 7 Judges scores: C - 7 L - 6 B - 7.
Now Louie will try to get his motor running in the jitterbug. Maybe the energy of this dance will compensate for his short coupled little bod. I'm hoping that when he dumped Chelsie on her butt it was part of the routine. It was cute at times a little hectic and out of control looking. My score: 7 Well that answers that it wasn't an intentional dumping, they will dock him for that. Judges score: C - 7
L - 7 B - 7 .
Now JoAnna is back with Derek and they will be waltzing. She should be perfect in this dance. She did well, but the costume proved to be problematic and their one little stunt got all balled up and was messy looking: My score: 6 But the judges are going to overscore her. They must not see what we see here at home. Judges scores - C -8 L - 9 B - 9 .
Now get ready to be wowed -Donny will be jittering and bugging or just bugging. As he does me - I am tired tired tired of his schtick. Of course he will be here till the end as he is related to 1/2 the free world and goes to church with the other half. He may not be able to go back to Utah after holding Kym upside down with his face practically in her booo-tay. They will score him pretty high. For my part I give him an 8. Judges scores: C - 8 L - 8 B - 8. Well obviously we are in agreement.
Now for the competition Mambo. Well the costumes are very bright and colorful. Since there will be a double elimination tomorrow night. I'm still ready for Melissa and Aaron to go.
For gosh sakes, Donny just can't NOT be the center of attention. When tapped out of the competition he took up considerably amounts of Derek's time acting like an Ass.
The judges are certainly smitten with JoAnna.
OKAY if anyone leaves tomorrow night other than Melissa and Aaron it will be a miscarriage of justice.
Meemaw out!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Oh Honey!!!
Why is it that men are ALWAYS sicker than women? Honestly we could have blood pouring from the corners of our eyes and let them have one little sniffle and **Poof** we must forego our own agony to fawn over them.
If my toe hurts, his whole leg is aching. If my back hurts, his hip is suffering. If I have a cold, he has the flu. If I'm having a crappy day at work, his is worse. Honestly I would complain about my monthlies but I'm afraid that he has developed those problems as well.
Get a grip fellow. I am not your mommy and I will not prepare jello water for you to drink or constantly hover over you asking if I can get you something. Especially since every effort I make to ease your misery is met with such palpable suffering. If you are that sick, call the doctor or let me. Ten times this weekend I have had my darling husband stand in front of me stating "I think I have fever." In each case he proves to be cool as a cucumber. Honestly if he's just trying to get out of doing all the things around the house that need to be done, all he has to do is say so, or leave. I'm sure he could find infinite reasons to make himself scarce.
Oh and here's a little clue. If the grandkids are here, you are NOT helping by hiding out in your man cave and watching football the whole time.
And please would you find someone to go do something with for awhile so I can clean up my house. Honestly what is it about the sight of a woman with a dustrag or vaccum cleaner that makes men want to position themselves directly in the line of fire and dare you to challenge them. And furthermore....must we use every single dish in the house before we clean any of them. Exactly how many glasses, plates and forks does it really take to get you through the day dear? I guess there's something wrong with me, I use the same glass and usually will wash my plate and fork rather than have both sinks filled with dirty dishes, while a dishwasher sits idly by sad, empty and unused like a jilted lover.
And finally, darling, may I introduce you to the trash can? It is that rather large round thing in the pantry. I've measured and it is exactly the same number of steps to the can as it is to the counter top where you leave your wadded up paper towels.
Thank you love for listening so patiently to my ranting and raving. Hopefully, some of my seeds of frustration have fallen on fertile soil. What's that honey? Did I see that play? Do I know the back story on that particular quarterback. Why no I didn't and I don't. I'll listen in a minute, right now I have to go and try to get the tube sock untangled from the vacuum cleaner roller and I do believe the dog needs to be pottied. And what's that? You'd like some biscuits and gravy? Well sure, let me go spend an hour cleaning up the kitchen and I'll be happy to whip up a quick batch for you. ARRRRRRGH!
If my toe hurts, his whole leg is aching. If my back hurts, his hip is suffering. If I have a cold, he has the flu. If I'm having a crappy day at work, his is worse. Honestly I would complain about my monthlies but I'm afraid that he has developed those problems as well.
Get a grip fellow. I am not your mommy and I will not prepare jello water for you to drink or constantly hover over you asking if I can get you something. Especially since every effort I make to ease your misery is met with such palpable suffering. If you are that sick, call the doctor or let me. Ten times this weekend I have had my darling husband stand in front of me stating "I think I have fever." In each case he proves to be cool as a cucumber. Honestly if he's just trying to get out of doing all the things around the house that need to be done, all he has to do is say so, or leave. I'm sure he could find infinite reasons to make himself scarce.
Oh and here's a little clue. If the grandkids are here, you are NOT helping by hiding out in your man cave and watching football the whole time.
And please would you find someone to go do something with for awhile so I can clean up my house. Honestly what is it about the sight of a woman with a dustrag or vaccum cleaner that makes men want to position themselves directly in the line of fire and dare you to challenge them. And furthermore....must we use every single dish in the house before we clean any of them. Exactly how many glasses, plates and forks does it really take to get you through the day dear? I guess there's something wrong with me, I use the same glass and usually will wash my plate and fork rather than have both sinks filled with dirty dishes, while a dishwasher sits idly by sad, empty and unused like a jilted lover.
And finally, darling, may I introduce you to the trash can? It is that rather large round thing in the pantry. I've measured and it is exactly the same number of steps to the can as it is to the counter top where you leave your wadded up paper towels.
Thank you love for listening so patiently to my ranting and raving. Hopefully, some of my seeds of frustration have fallen on fertile soil. What's that honey? Did I see that play? Do I know the back story on that particular quarterback. Why no I didn't and I don't. I'll listen in a minute, right now I have to go and try to get the tube sock untangled from the vacuum cleaner roller and I do believe the dog needs to be pottied. And what's that? You'd like some biscuits and gravy? Well sure, let me go spend an hour cleaning up the kitchen and I'll be happy to whip up a quick batch for you. ARRRRRRGH!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
And Now They Have a Monkey!
I am watching a documentary on TLC called "My Monkey Baby". I am mildly disturbed by this production. I have found that documentaries typically have a tongue in cheek way of making fun of the people they are chronicling.
This particular viewing follows 3 couples who have opted to raise a monkey instead of a baby. In each case this is probably a good call. These people treat the animals exactly as you and I would treat a human baby. They are cuddled and slept with, fed human food, dressed in doll clothes and spoiled beyond imagination.
In the case of one couple they are outraged when they are told they cannot eat in a restaurant with their "baby". Their entire argument is that their monkey behaves better than most children. Maybe so, but I still don't want to share a restaurant with an animal. There is a health issue here. I am the biggest dog lover in the world but I don't take my dog to a restaurant.
Now one monkey is getting punished for taking her "panties" off. Hello......animal.....not supposed to wear panties.
In the case of 2 of these women, I worry about their mental stability. One woman by her own admission lost touch with her 6 children after they grew up. She has grandchildren that she doesn't see but instead she pours all her love and devotion into her monkey. I find myself wondering about her kids and grandkids. What an empty spot they must have in their lives where their mom and grandmother is supposed to be.
One of the things my parents instilled in me was that it was my duty to grow up, become an independent functioning adult and produce independent functioning adults as well. Because my children are grown and can do for themselves this does not relieve my role as their mother. My grandchildren are a joyous thing for me. I have one who always, always tells me how pretty I look. Sorry folks, I need that. And while my animals adore me with a devotion that sometimes passes all understanding, they cannot give me that reassurance of their love that little arms wrapped around my neck and a small voice whispering secrets in my ear can.
The other woman actually had step-daughters at one time who she obviously loved a lot and she has thrown herself into raising several monkeys in lieu of the children she can't have.
The third couple is young, the guy has opted to have a vasectomy to keep from having kids. He and his girlfriend are not married. As I am watching right now they are smuggling their "baby" into Target on a shopping spree. I can see this custody case taking shape even before the bloom of the new baby has faded.
Primates live a long time so the issue of what happens to the monkey when the "parents" pass away. Somehow in the case of the one woman I suspect her children are even now seeking legal counsel to figure out what their options are. I can see the court case now. Since the monkey baby is used to wearing makeup and real clothing maybe she can "pass" for just another face in the crowd in the courtroom. And let us not forget that primates are still "wild" animals capable of losing it at the drop of a hat and hurting the very people who loved them so much.
I really feel badly that these women who obviously have so much love to give can't find a human outlet for that affection. There are so many people especially children in the world that could benefit from that outpouring of love. That being said I would hesitate to have my child left alone with either of them.
The saying of "different strokes for different folks" has never rang more true.
This particular viewing follows 3 couples who have opted to raise a monkey instead of a baby. In each case this is probably a good call. These people treat the animals exactly as you and I would treat a human baby. They are cuddled and slept with, fed human food, dressed in doll clothes and spoiled beyond imagination.
In the case of one couple they are outraged when they are told they cannot eat in a restaurant with their "baby". Their entire argument is that their monkey behaves better than most children. Maybe so, but I still don't want to share a restaurant with an animal. There is a health issue here. I am the biggest dog lover in the world but I don't take my dog to a restaurant.
Now one monkey is getting punished for taking her "panties" off. Hello......animal.....not supposed to wear panties.
In the case of 2 of these women, I worry about their mental stability. One woman by her own admission lost touch with her 6 children after they grew up. She has grandchildren that she doesn't see but instead she pours all her love and devotion into her monkey. I find myself wondering about her kids and grandkids. What an empty spot they must have in their lives where their mom and grandmother is supposed to be.
One of the things my parents instilled in me was that it was my duty to grow up, become an independent functioning adult and produce independent functioning adults as well. Because my children are grown and can do for themselves this does not relieve my role as their mother. My grandchildren are a joyous thing for me. I have one who always, always tells me how pretty I look. Sorry folks, I need that. And while my animals adore me with a devotion that sometimes passes all understanding, they cannot give me that reassurance of their love that little arms wrapped around my neck and a small voice whispering secrets in my ear can.
The other woman actually had step-daughters at one time who she obviously loved a lot and she has thrown herself into raising several monkeys in lieu of the children she can't have.
The third couple is young, the guy has opted to have a vasectomy to keep from having kids. He and his girlfriend are not married. As I am watching right now they are smuggling their "baby" into Target on a shopping spree. I can see this custody case taking shape even before the bloom of the new baby has faded.
Primates live a long time so the issue of what happens to the monkey when the "parents" pass away. Somehow in the case of the one woman I suspect her children are even now seeking legal counsel to figure out what their options are. I can see the court case now. Since the monkey baby is used to wearing makeup and real clothing maybe she can "pass" for just another face in the crowd in the courtroom. And let us not forget that primates are still "wild" animals capable of losing it at the drop of a hat and hurting the very people who loved them so much.
I really feel badly that these women who obviously have so much love to give can't find a human outlet for that affection. There are so many people especially children in the world that could benefit from that outpouring of love. That being said I would hesitate to have my child left alone with either of them.
The saying of "different strokes for different folks" has never rang more true.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Nah nah nah nah - hey he-ey, Go-od bye!
Kathy danced her last dance tonight. She was one of my 4 picks to be leaving tonight even though she wasn't the one I would most prefer to see go. I was not really thrilled with the show tonight, didn't like their guest entertainment much and would have really enjoyed seeing Donnie and Kym dance again tonight.
I have to say that Samantha Harris looked like a goddess tonight. My gosh, she was stunning in that dress. Black is certainly her color and she gave Kym a run for her money in the big Texas hairdo department. Now Roger can have the TV back, oh wait, no he can't because tomorrow night is Modern Family and Cougar Town.
I worked 1 day in the Fairview Elementary Library this week which was an experience. Libraries have sure changed. I kept looking for the card file only to be told that the janitor had taken it home to organize his tools in. Poor Dewey and his Decimal System! The last library I worked in was the Stinnett High School library under the watchful eye of Mr. Downer. Mr. Downer took his library duties very seriously and probably would be most undone with the advent of bar coding and scanner guns. I honestly am starting to wonder when they will simply barcode all children and we can just all have a little scanner and we will know where they belong and if there is a fine due on them or not. I know they are barcoded for lunchroom purposes, school picture purposes, library purposes. One can only hope that they don't have to be scanned into the restroom. I enjoyed my time and enjoyed watching the "librarian" (I don't think they call themselves that any more) do her teaching. I probably missed my calling because I actually think I would have enjoyed this profession and been pretty good at it. Just like everything else, I'm a dollar short and a day late in finding my calling.
I am really tired tonight so I think I'm going to close up shop and hit the hay.
Peace my friends!
I have to say that Samantha Harris looked like a goddess tonight. My gosh, she was stunning in that dress. Black is certainly her color and she gave Kym a run for her money in the big Texas hairdo department. Now Roger can have the TV back, oh wait, no he can't because tomorrow night is Modern Family and Cougar Town.
I worked 1 day in the Fairview Elementary Library this week which was an experience. Libraries have sure changed. I kept looking for the card file only to be told that the janitor had taken it home to organize his tools in. Poor Dewey and his Decimal System! The last library I worked in was the Stinnett High School library under the watchful eye of Mr. Downer. Mr. Downer took his library duties very seriously and probably would be most undone with the advent of bar coding and scanner guns. I honestly am starting to wonder when they will simply barcode all children and we can just all have a little scanner and we will know where they belong and if there is a fine due on them or not. I know they are barcoded for lunchroom purposes, school picture purposes, library purposes. One can only hope that they don't have to be scanned into the restroom. I enjoyed my time and enjoyed watching the "librarian" (I don't think they call themselves that any more) do her teaching. I probably missed my calling because I actually think I would have enjoyed this profession and been pretty good at it. Just like everything else, I'm a dollar short and a day late in finding my calling.
I am really tired tonight so I think I'm going to close up shop and hit the hay.
Peace my friends!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Round 2 DWTS - Let's Get Ready To Rhumba!!!
First up was JoAnna and Derek doing the Jive - she rocked the outfit and could have nailed this dance to the wall however her feet were just a tad slow. My score 8 - Judges C-6 Guest-7 B-7 I think they were a bit harsh on her this is only the 2nd dance and she is one of the best natural dancers here.
Natalie and Alec danced the Quickstep. She had an awkward dismount from the steps and appeared heavy and slow throughout the dance. My score 6 - Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7 There was no way this couple was as good as JoAnna and Derek.
Next up the ultimate fighting champion Chuck Liddell doing the Tango? Unfortunately, with his moves it might have more appropriately been named the "Tangle". I understand the Tango is supposed to be intense however his facial expression looked more like a guy who would beat the crap out of you for asking his "woman" to dance. My Score 5 Judges C-6 Guest-7 B-6 and your's truly says BullCrap! No way was this within 1 point of JoAnna.
Melissa and Mark danced the Jive. I find myself wishing she would turn loose of the bottom part of her body - she looks heavy and slow and the jive needs quick,flicking and shaking. My score 6 Judges C-7 Guest-6 B-6 I am vindicated!
Michael and Anna danced the Quickstep. The judges really ragged on him last week so he is driven to be better this week. I don't think Micheal is flexible enough for this dance so early in the year. He was pretty good at his execution and is a real crowd pleaser. And it takes a REAL MAN to wear pink! My score 7 Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-6
Next is one of my least favorites Debi dancing with his maximum hotness Maks. The whole lead in where she is bawling and whining is probably pretty close to her real personality. I got the feeling she was trying to lead in the dance and as a result she overdanced it and looked very awkward. My score 6 (because I don't like her) Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7 Proof positive that they have officially hosed JoAnna this week.
Next up are Skipper and Ken's little brother aka Louie and Chelsie. Or this season's match up for most adorable. The costume they put Louie in was unfortunate it made him look like he had a whole lot of junk in the trunk. But he enjoyed the dance and actually did a very good job when he was putting it all on the floor but he did get lost a time or two. My score 8 Judges C-6 Guest-7 Bruno-6 They didn't give him his due here. Proof positive that some people can't stand adorable couples.
Next up Aaron and Karina and the Quickstep. He really nailed this dance, I hated the costume - if they were going to dress him to look like Kermit they should have dressed Karina up as Miss Piggy (oh wait I guess they did since she was wearing a very poofy pink skirt although it did look a lot like feathers). Obviously she has been threatening him with bodily harm because he certainly did a great job. My score 8 Judges C-9 G-9 B-9 As low as they have marked everyone else I think they over marked him. He was very good but triple 8's would have been sufficient.
Now my favorite Kelly and Louis dancing the Tango. Darn it she really lost her way in this; she lost her footwork and struggled and I just hate it. She wants to do so well and I hope she gets a chance to dance again. My score 6 Judges C- 6 Guest-7 B-6
Now we have Kathy Ireland and Tony dancing for us a Quickstep. She should have just phoned this one in she might have had more enthusiasm. The only thing that bounced was her dress.
My score 6 Judges C-6 Guest-6 B-6 We are all in agreement.
Mark (The Iron Chef) and Lacey dancing Quickstep. As I have said he is one of my faves. One word here footwork, footwork, footwork. Again he lost his way in this, I don't think she is doing her job as a choreographer by utilizing his obvious skills. My score 7 Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7
Now Mya and Dimitri will dance the Jive. She was lovely in the waltz so I expect big things. Here we go......and she did not disappoint. She rocked it big time. On top of nearly flawless execution she had a great time performing it. My score 9 Judges C-9 Guest-9 B-9
Tom Delay dances a Tango with Cheryl. Cheryl is my favorite girl pro dancer. I think she is wonderful. Now we learn that Tom is having pain in his toes, this week his dancing gave me a pain in my nether regions. Then he nearly dropped Cheryl - not an auspicious effort. My score 5 Judges C-6 Guest-6 B-6 Honestly people are you afraid he's going to get you audited? Much too generous considering the fact that I think he really wants to go home.
And now Donny and Kym dancing the Jive. I hate it but the guy is good, I'm convinced he is taking dance lessons on the side and he does know how to sell a dance - he is after all a performer. My score 9 Judges C-8 Guest-9 B-8
Okay now for my prediction who needs to get ready to go:
Guys - Chuck and Tom
Girls - Debi (because I don't like her) and Kathy
Thanks for reading your comments are always appreciated.
Natalie and Alec danced the Quickstep. She had an awkward dismount from the steps and appeared heavy and slow throughout the dance. My score 6 - Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7 There was no way this couple was as good as JoAnna and Derek.
Next up the ultimate fighting champion Chuck Liddell doing the Tango? Unfortunately, with his moves it might have more appropriately been named the "Tangle". I understand the Tango is supposed to be intense however his facial expression looked more like a guy who would beat the crap out of you for asking his "woman" to dance. My Score 5 Judges C-6 Guest-7 B-6 and your's truly says BullCrap! No way was this within 1 point of JoAnna.
Melissa and Mark danced the Jive. I find myself wishing she would turn loose of the bottom part of her body - she looks heavy and slow and the jive needs quick,flicking and shaking. My score 6 Judges C-7 Guest-6 B-6 I am vindicated!
Michael and Anna danced the Quickstep. The judges really ragged on him last week so he is driven to be better this week. I don't think Micheal is flexible enough for this dance so early in the year. He was pretty good at his execution and is a real crowd pleaser. And it takes a REAL MAN to wear pink! My score 7 Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-6
Next is one of my least favorites Debi dancing with his maximum hotness Maks. The whole lead in where she is bawling and whining is probably pretty close to her real personality. I got the feeling she was trying to lead in the dance and as a result she overdanced it and looked very awkward. My score 6 (because I don't like her) Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7 Proof positive that they have officially hosed JoAnna this week.
Next up are Skipper and Ken's little brother aka Louie and Chelsie. Or this season's match up for most adorable. The costume they put Louie in was unfortunate it made him look like he had a whole lot of junk in the trunk. But he enjoyed the dance and actually did a very good job when he was putting it all on the floor but he did get lost a time or two. My score 8 Judges C-6 Guest-7 Bruno-6 They didn't give him his due here. Proof positive that some people can't stand adorable couples.
Next up Aaron and Karina and the Quickstep. He really nailed this dance, I hated the costume - if they were going to dress him to look like Kermit they should have dressed Karina up as Miss Piggy (oh wait I guess they did since she was wearing a very poofy pink skirt although it did look a lot like feathers). Obviously she has been threatening him with bodily harm because he certainly did a great job. My score 8 Judges C-9 G-9 B-9 As low as they have marked everyone else I think they over marked him. He was very good but triple 8's would have been sufficient.
Now my favorite Kelly and Louis dancing the Tango. Darn it she really lost her way in this; she lost her footwork and struggled and I just hate it. She wants to do so well and I hope she gets a chance to dance again. My score 6 Judges C- 6 Guest-7 B-6
Now we have Kathy Ireland and Tony dancing for us a Quickstep. She should have just phoned this one in she might have had more enthusiasm. The only thing that bounced was her dress.
My score 6 Judges C-6 Guest-6 B-6 We are all in agreement.
Mark (The Iron Chef) and Lacey dancing Quickstep. As I have said he is one of my faves. One word here footwork, footwork, footwork. Again he lost his way in this, I don't think she is doing her job as a choreographer by utilizing his obvious skills. My score 7 Judges C-7 Guest-7 B-7
Now Mya and Dimitri will dance the Jive. She was lovely in the waltz so I expect big things. Here we go......and she did not disappoint. She rocked it big time. On top of nearly flawless execution she had a great time performing it. My score 9 Judges C-9 Guest-9 B-9
Tom Delay dances a Tango with Cheryl. Cheryl is my favorite girl pro dancer. I think she is wonderful. Now we learn that Tom is having pain in his toes, this week his dancing gave me a pain in my nether regions. Then he nearly dropped Cheryl - not an auspicious effort. My score 5 Judges C-6 Guest-6 B-6 Honestly people are you afraid he's going to get you audited? Much too generous considering the fact that I think he really wants to go home.
And now Donny and Kym dancing the Jive. I hate it but the guy is good, I'm convinced he is taking dance lessons on the side and he does know how to sell a dance - he is after all a performer. My score 9 Judges C-8 Guest-9 B-8
Okay now for my prediction who needs to get ready to go:
Guys - Chuck and Tom
Girls - Debi (because I don't like her) and Kathy
Thanks for reading your comments are always appreciated.
Friday, September 25, 2009
You say YOU had a bad day?
Just when you think you have had the worst possible day ever something happens to make you realize it could always be worse. Take me for instance. I was really busy feeling oh so sorry for myself, crawling along lower than a snake's belly, having the biggest and best pitiful pink pity party when the Yahoo homepage caught my attention.
Being a semi-whiz at Photoshop myself, my first inclination was "Oh look someone's been playing with the distort button again." However, on closer examination I came to realize I was reading about someone who had a MUCH worse day than mine.
An Indonesian woman gave birth to a 19.2 lb baby! Holy cats! Are you kidding me? I'll swear I think the kid was already sporting a tattoo and 2 front teeth. That baby is a chunk and the pictures of him laying next to the ordinary babies are hysterical. He is gi-normous and NOT happy. He has his mouth wide open and appears to be screaming bloody murder. He's probably making his dinner wishes known....STEAK, MASHED POTATOES AND GRAAAAAVY!!
Rumor has it his mother named him YIKES....oh wait, that was what she said when he was born.
Googling large babies I learned that the largest baby ever born was born in the 1800's and weighed almost 24 pounds. That baby did not live. The largest baby born to date that lived weighed in at a whopping 22 pounds.
Now gentle readers.....this is a BAD day. A baby is a blessing always but having one that is born the size of toddler has to be a harrowing experience.
So if I keep everything in perspective - I'm not having all that bad a day at all. No, I'll just take chaos and uncertainty any old day. Bless you dear woman for bringing a bit of reality to smack me right between the eyes and I pray you and that boy of yours will always be happy and healthy.
Being a semi-whiz at Photoshop myself, my first inclination was "Oh look someone's been playing with the distort button again." However, on closer examination I came to realize I was reading about someone who had a MUCH worse day than mine.
An Indonesian woman gave birth to a 19.2 lb baby! Holy cats! Are you kidding me? I'll swear I think the kid was already sporting a tattoo and 2 front teeth. That baby is a chunk and the pictures of him laying next to the ordinary babies are hysterical. He is gi-normous and NOT happy. He has his mouth wide open and appears to be screaming bloody murder. He's probably making his dinner wishes known....STEAK, MASHED POTATOES AND GRAAAAAVY!!
Rumor has it his mother named him YIKES....oh wait, that was what she said when he was born.
Googling large babies I learned that the largest baby ever born was born in the 1800's and weighed almost 24 pounds. That baby did not live. The largest baby born to date that lived weighed in at a whopping 22 pounds.
Now gentle readers.....this is a BAD day. A baby is a blessing always but having one that is born the size of toddler has to be a harrowing experience.
So if I keep everything in perspective - I'm not having all that bad a day at all. No, I'll just take chaos and uncertainty any old day. Bless you dear woman for bringing a bit of reality to smack me right between the eyes and I pray you and that boy of yours will always be happy and healthy.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Say Goodbye Macy
The first round of elimination is behind us on Dancing With The Stars. I covered my bases and chose 2 men and 2 women that I thought should be prepared to pack up their spray tans and split. And in each case one of my picks to pass shuffled off to Buffalo. Ashley (Beige Boy) Hamilton and Macy Gray joined the Losers Club. My other 2 picks were waaaay off base, obviously I didn't realize just how popular UFC fighters are. And I'm still not sure why Debi wasn't in the bottom two. The fact that I'm not crazy about her anyway has been compounded by the fact that the girl never shuts up!
Loved the art dance piece from the Lion King - wow the creativity of people astounds me, beautifully done. I was also glad that the paid tribute to Patrick Swayze who I am guessing was a pretty decent guy who wasn't afraid to make fun of himself, put himself way out there for his art and who did a lot to make dancing acceptable to guys. If more guys knew how really sexy a good dance partner can be there might be a heck of a lot more men learning to dance.
Now that the initial whoo hoo is past, we will proceed on with the season as usual. Which means that I will not blog about DWTS again until next week. I know, I know, you are glad about that.
**Just found out that Arkansas pumpkin crops are rotting in the fields because of all the rain and they are stricken with blight. I am afraid my Halloween will be jackolanternless **sigh**
Loved the art dance piece from the Lion King - wow the creativity of people astounds me, beautifully done. I was also glad that the paid tribute to Patrick Swayze who I am guessing was a pretty decent guy who wasn't afraid to make fun of himself, put himself way out there for his art and who did a lot to make dancing acceptable to guys. If more guys knew how really sexy a good dance partner can be there might be a heck of a lot more men learning to dance.
Now that the initial whoo hoo is past, we will proceed on with the season as usual. Which means that I will not blog about DWTS again until next week. I know, I know, you are glad about that.
**Just found out that Arkansas pumpkin crops are rotting in the fields because of all the rain and they are stricken with blight. I am afraid my Halloween will be jackolanternless **sigh**
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
DWTS - Girls Night Out
On the dance floor that is. The show opened with the pro girls dancing to "She's a Lady" Interestingly enough neither their moves or their costumes conveyed anything remotely resembling a lady. Mercy Me - don't I wish I could move like that those gals and we won't even go into the fact that their bodies are the Cadillacs of our gender. I always tell Roger "that is what I look like before you wake up on Sunday." I don't think he believes me - after all he HAS seen the size of my underwear.
First to dance was that Debi Mazar person. I'm sorry but her appearance disturbs me - her face kind of looks like Picasso had a hand in constructing it. It doesn't have a lot of symmetry. She and my hubba hubba man Maks did a Salsa dance. I confess I had to deliberately focus on her because I am prone to zone in on that chest, that smile..............**SNAP** back to the business at hand. Debi danced a little flat and heavy footed and I found myself wanted to see someone loosen the screw that would release her hips. She's got some she needs to learn to shake them. MY SCORE: 6
Melissa Joan Hart dancing a waltz with Mark Ballas was pretty but again very heavy footed. I honestly think she has some potential so I'm taking a wait and see attitude here. MY SCORE: 7
Mya and Dimitri - excuse me while I gush! The Viennese Waltz was absolutely lovely and she is beautiful to look at. A great couple and obviously Len has a cob up his butt tonight because you can't please him to save your life. Loved every second of it. MY SCORE: 9
Next came Kathy Ireland dancing Salsa with Tony. When did she lose that pronounced jawline she was so famous for? Her hip shaking looked like two people had her hipbones on strings and they were systematically alternating right, left, right, left. Again, girls unscrew your hips and let them swivel. It is almost like they think they are going to embarrass themselves by shaking their attributes. MY SCORE: (5)
The swimmer Natalie and her Salsa with Alec was almost a good dance. She was much too careful one got the feeling she was mentally running a list in her head - do this, now do this, then do that. Put some pep into it Natalie and you could win it all - she has great lines. MY SCORE: 6
Macy......I may have to not comment on this one for fear of really offending someone. I guess every season needs some comedic relief. I kept having the feeling she was just going to say "screw this and walk off the floor." I think she views herself as quite the diva and thinks she is above all this. I don't like people who do things with distain. And are you kidding me Len?! Puh-leeeeeeze! After trashing much better performances he gushed, told her he would vote for her and then gave her a 4? I'm done here, this was beyond ridiculous. MY SCORE: 4
Joanna Krupa and Derek last night's competition for the "adorable factor" danced the Salsa. Well one thing is for sure no one is gonna pack a costume quite this good. And at long last, a girl who knows how to make her fringed britches smoke. This was a great salsa, Derek is near genius in knowing how to present his partner to the best of their ability. MY SCORE: 9
And now the one I have secretly been waiting for - Kelly Osbourne. Hopefully, someone has been feeding her no profanity drugs for several weeks. As a closet watcher of the reality show "The Osbournes" I am confident that she will slip at least once and drop the "F" bomb. I'm guessing it will be Len who finally pushes her past the point of tolerance and unleashes that tongue. I have to say they have done a magnificent job of "prettying" her up and she's got the cutest little grin and can come across as positively likeable. And now for her dance. She and Louis (who I personally think is one of the best dancers I've ever seen) danced the Viennese Waltz. Well slap my fanny and call me Sally! That was absolutely a lovely dance (I cried). Who knew that little booger had that in her. I am so impressed and thrilled for her. Had I been an official judge I could not have penalized her for the lifted foot, I wouldn't have had the heart. And how wonderful to know that Ozzy still has enough brain cells left to know what a beautiful thing she was to behold. And she seemed to absolutely love it! Yay Kelly - you have officially become my cause. Vote for Kelly!!!
The 1st relay dance pitted Natalie, Debi, Kathy and Joanna against each other in the Foxtrot. I was unimpressed with all 4 in this dance they all looked a little lost. But I have to choose one so I pick Natalie. Joanna and Derek were almost too far apart in their hold for my liking. My Pick: Natalie Judges Pick: Joanna (adorable factor at work)
2nd relay dance competition between Melissa, Mya, Macy and Kelly doing the Cha Cha Cha. This was too cute and they all did great with the exception of Macy who I have a difficult time watching. I'm thinking the judges will pick Mya while wanting to pick Kelly. I'm going to pick Kelly although Mya was near perfect and Melissa did a great job pulling her performance level up. My Pick: Kelly Judges Pick: Mya
So now for my prediction - who's going home tomorrow? Ashley, Chuck, Macy and Debi should be prepared.
Thanks for reading.
First to dance was that Debi Mazar person. I'm sorry but her appearance disturbs me - her face kind of looks like Picasso had a hand in constructing it. It doesn't have a lot of symmetry. She and my hubba hubba man Maks did a Salsa dance. I confess I had to deliberately focus on her because I am prone to zone in on that chest, that smile..............**SNAP** back to the business at hand. Debi danced a little flat and heavy footed and I found myself wanted to see someone loosen the screw that would release her hips. She's got some she needs to learn to shake them. MY SCORE: 6
Melissa Joan Hart dancing a waltz with Mark Ballas was pretty but again very heavy footed. I honestly think she has some potential so I'm taking a wait and see attitude here. MY SCORE: 7
Mya and Dimitri - excuse me while I gush! The Viennese Waltz was absolutely lovely and she is beautiful to look at. A great couple and obviously Len has a cob up his butt tonight because you can't please him to save your life. Loved every second of it. MY SCORE: 9
Next came Kathy Ireland dancing Salsa with Tony. When did she lose that pronounced jawline she was so famous for? Her hip shaking looked like two people had her hipbones on strings and they were systematically alternating right, left, right, left. Again, girls unscrew your hips and let them swivel. It is almost like they think they are going to embarrass themselves by shaking their attributes. MY SCORE: (5)
The swimmer Natalie and her Salsa with Alec was almost a good dance. She was much too careful one got the feeling she was mentally running a list in her head - do this, now do this, then do that. Put some pep into it Natalie and you could win it all - she has great lines. MY SCORE: 6
Macy......I may have to not comment on this one for fear of really offending someone. I guess every season needs some comedic relief. I kept having the feeling she was just going to say "screw this and walk off the floor." I think she views herself as quite the diva and thinks she is above all this. I don't like people who do things with distain. And are you kidding me Len?! Puh-leeeeeeze! After trashing much better performances he gushed, told her he would vote for her and then gave her a 4? I'm done here, this was beyond ridiculous. MY SCORE: 4
Joanna Krupa and Derek last night's competition for the "adorable factor" danced the Salsa. Well one thing is for sure no one is gonna pack a costume quite this good. And at long last, a girl who knows how to make her fringed britches smoke. This was a great salsa, Derek is near genius in knowing how to present his partner to the best of their ability. MY SCORE: 9
And now the one I have secretly been waiting for - Kelly Osbourne. Hopefully, someone has been feeding her no profanity drugs for several weeks. As a closet watcher of the reality show "The Osbournes" I am confident that she will slip at least once and drop the "F" bomb. I'm guessing it will be Len who finally pushes her past the point of tolerance and unleashes that tongue. I have to say they have done a magnificent job of "prettying" her up and she's got the cutest little grin and can come across as positively likeable. And now for her dance. She and Louis (who I personally think is one of the best dancers I've ever seen) danced the Viennese Waltz. Well slap my fanny and call me Sally! That was absolutely a lovely dance (I cried). Who knew that little booger had that in her. I am so impressed and thrilled for her. Had I been an official judge I could not have penalized her for the lifted foot, I wouldn't have had the heart. And how wonderful to know that Ozzy still has enough brain cells left to know what a beautiful thing she was to behold. And she seemed to absolutely love it! Yay Kelly - you have officially become my cause. Vote for Kelly!!!
The 1st relay dance pitted Natalie, Debi, Kathy and Joanna against each other in the Foxtrot. I was unimpressed with all 4 in this dance they all looked a little lost. But I have to choose one so I pick Natalie. Joanna and Derek were almost too far apart in their hold for my liking. My Pick: Natalie Judges Pick: Joanna (adorable factor at work)
2nd relay dance competition between Melissa, Mya, Macy and Kelly doing the Cha Cha Cha. This was too cute and they all did great with the exception of Macy who I have a difficult time watching. I'm thinking the judges will pick Mya while wanting to pick Kelly. I'm going to pick Kelly although Mya was near perfect and Melissa did a great job pulling her performance level up. My Pick: Kelly Judges Pick: Mya
So now for my prediction - who's going home tomorrow? Ashley, Chuck, Macy and Debi should be prepared.
Thanks for reading.
And Speaking of PantyHose
One has to wonder what the Leggs and other pantyhose manufacturers are doing now that women are not wearing nylons much any more. Recently I saw a 70 year old woman at Atwoods after church with bare legs! and heels.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Lavetta and Her Amazing Technicolor Pinky Toe
Having now officially broken my right little toe for the 3rd time I have to document the event for prosperity.
The first time I broke this digit was when my daughter was in elementary school. It was a particularly painful break the first time. It was summer, it was hot and flip flops had not yet made their reappearance in everyday life. My daughter was playing softball and I was helping coach which required me to cram that painful foot inside a tight tennis shoe. Taking the shoe strings out was the only thing that made a shoe tolerable. **Side note to Kaylee - you thought those shoestrings used to tie up your shirt sleeves were my attempt to radically change softball fashion. But in truth, that was the only place I could put them to insure I wouldn't lose them.**
The second time I broke the toe I was working in a business setting which made wearing pantyhose and heels a necessity. I can't decide which was the most painful. Wrestling my foot into a tight nylon prison or then cramming the whole shebang into a shoe that was originally designed as an instrument of torture.
In betwixt and between actual breakage there were many other near misses and badly bruised evidence. Each time I was relieved to see a swift recovery.
I have now determined that humans are not only right or left handed. They are also right or left footed. If this were not the case I would have surely broken the left toe at least once in nearly 6 decades of life. But no! I guess I will always be putting my "best" foot forward first and leading with my pinky toe which as I type is starting to resemble a sadly misshapen black olive (without pimento).
This breakage came about because my little love of a granddog decided to visit a neighbors back fence and stir up the resident dogs at 4:00 in the morning. I went flying down the driveway, well maybe not flying, I do exaggerate sometimes. Perhaps in my current body style the verb would be "rumbled". Anywhoooo toe met curb and street met body. I'm sure I was quite a pretty sight writhing around in the street trying to clutch my injured digit. Fortunately, Charly doesn't like to be too far away from his "peeps" and he apparently couldn't see me in the street, behind the mailbox in the dark. He came looking for me at which time we returned to the house. He in his usual running at full tilt with ears back and me hopping behind.
I've also noticed that once you have a toe injured, inanimate objects seem to acquire a pain seeking beam and they position themselves to make it possible for you to bump it, bang it re-bruise and re-break it.
So in closing, my little toe is taped tightly to its' brother toe and is not being allowed to "hang out" by itself. Time has taught me that it will get better providing I can properly protect it from further knocks. In the meantime I am enjoying the kaleidoscope of colors it has brought into my world.
The first time I broke this digit was when my daughter was in elementary school. It was a particularly painful break the first time. It was summer, it was hot and flip flops had not yet made their reappearance in everyday life. My daughter was playing softball and I was helping coach which required me to cram that painful foot inside a tight tennis shoe. Taking the shoe strings out was the only thing that made a shoe tolerable. **Side note to Kaylee - you thought those shoestrings used to tie up your shirt sleeves were my attempt to radically change softball fashion. But in truth, that was the only place I could put them to insure I wouldn't lose them.**
The second time I broke the toe I was working in a business setting which made wearing pantyhose and heels a necessity. I can't decide which was the most painful. Wrestling my foot into a tight nylon prison or then cramming the whole shebang into a shoe that was originally designed as an instrument of torture.
In betwixt and between actual breakage there were many other near misses and badly bruised evidence. Each time I was relieved to see a swift recovery.
I have now determined that humans are not only right or left handed. They are also right or left footed. If this were not the case I would have surely broken the left toe at least once in nearly 6 decades of life. But no! I guess I will always be putting my "best" foot forward first and leading with my pinky toe which as I type is starting to resemble a sadly misshapen black olive (without pimento).
This breakage came about because my little love of a granddog decided to visit a neighbors back fence and stir up the resident dogs at 4:00 in the morning. I went flying down the driveway, well maybe not flying, I do exaggerate sometimes. Perhaps in my current body style the verb would be "rumbled". Anywhoooo toe met curb and street met body. I'm sure I was quite a pretty sight writhing around in the street trying to clutch my injured digit. Fortunately, Charly doesn't like to be too far away from his "peeps" and he apparently couldn't see me in the street, behind the mailbox in the dark. He came looking for me at which time we returned to the house. He in his usual running at full tilt with ears back and me hopping behind.
I've also noticed that once you have a toe injured, inanimate objects seem to acquire a pain seeking beam and they position themselves to make it possible for you to bump it, bang it re-bruise and re-break it.
So in closing, my little toe is taped tightly to its' brother toe and is not being allowed to "hang out" by itself. Time has taught me that it will get better providing I can properly protect it from further knocks. In the meantime I am enjoying the kaleidoscope of colors it has brought into my world.
DWTS - "The Boys Are Back In Town"
Roger is soooooo excited that Dancing With The Stars has started again. I'm pretty sure I heard him in the garage beating his thumb with a hammer in excitement. I celebrated the exciting event by piling up on the couch and refusing to move except for commercials. I have blogged previously about the uninspiring cast and tonight did little to make me change my mind.
Only the guy "stars" danced tonight. Tomorrow the celebragirls will dance and Wed will be the kick them to the curb episode for the week.
Since I know you all care deeply how I feel about such things, here are my observations from tonight.
Aaron Carter (Boy Band Member Brother) - actually was pretty good I think he shows some potential. Besides if he doesn't do well, his partner Karina will slap the crap out of him. She wants to win and if he can't do it for her someone may find him beaten to death by a pair of stilettos.
Chuck Liddell (UFC Fighter) - I felt the need to avert my eyes during this performance. It was painful to watch and obviously painful to do given the grimace he had on his face the whole time. He is one of those guys who has a "look" that is kind of intimidating. Obviously when his partner had him in close enough range she would whisper "Smile!" and then he did - at least I think it was a smile - it was a little scary.
Mark Dacascos (Iron Chef) - Could be a sleeper he has martial arts training so it is not such a big leap to the dance floor. All three official judges as well as yours truly scored him a solid 7. 'nuff said.
Ashley (Beige Boy) Hamilton - lacks his father's charisma. The Tan Man pulled off more weeks than he should have simply on the strength of his ability to connect with the audience. I have to say that given the fact that Ashley was told he might never walk again after a bad motorcycle accident, his appearance on the dance floor is nothing short of miraculous.
Donny Osmond (I'm sure I don't need to quantify his fame). Am I like the only human on the earth who IS NOT a fan of Donny and Marie? That being said he totally blew away the other guys tonight. Of course I have no doubt he has been paying for ballroom dancing lessons ever since Marie had her shot at the Mirror Ball. HE WANTS IT! And part of the reason he wants it is that she didn't get it.
Louis Vito (Snowboarder) - this kid is an amazing athlete and I'm betting that his partner Chelsie can pull some moves out of him. Maybe not on the dance floor but she'll get them. And besides every season has to have one of those Ken and Barbie ADORABLE couples and these 2 seem to have that slot all sewn up.
Michael Irvin (Dallas Cowboy Football Player) Along with the adorable couple have to have there is the "guy that everyone loves" and Michael is it. He is hard not to like and his moves aren't that bad so he could actually last a while given the shot. The judges were pretty harsh on him tonight. Much harder than they were on anyone else. Probably to try to balance out the mass appeal he's going to have. Football players traditionally do well.
And last but not least......
Tom DeLay (Former House Majority Leader) I didn't want to, was prepared not to, told myself not to even think it, but I did. I kind of liked him in this situation. He isn't great but he's an adequate dancer and dang it for some stiff and stodgy middle aged politician to hit the dance floor and shake his groove thang to "Wild Thing" was impressive.
New this year were relay dances which took 4 couples who danced against each other. The big winners tonight were Donny Osmond and Aaron Carter. Tomorrow we get to watch "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" with the female celebrities putting it all out there on the dance floor. And in the words of my darling daughter "I'm skeered." One of those chicks looks like she could bench press a Buick and then grind up and eat the remains. I will not say who but you are cordially invited to join my addiction and watch for yourself.
Only the guy "stars" danced tonight. Tomorrow the celebragirls will dance and Wed will be the kick them to the curb episode for the week.
Since I know you all care deeply how I feel about such things, here are my observations from tonight.
Aaron Carter (Boy Band Member Brother) - actually was pretty good I think he shows some potential. Besides if he doesn't do well, his partner Karina will slap the crap out of him. She wants to win and if he can't do it for her someone may find him beaten to death by a pair of stilettos.
Chuck Liddell (UFC Fighter) - I felt the need to avert my eyes during this performance. It was painful to watch and obviously painful to do given the grimace he had on his face the whole time. He is one of those guys who has a "look" that is kind of intimidating. Obviously when his partner had him in close enough range she would whisper "Smile!" and then he did - at least I think it was a smile - it was a little scary.
Mark Dacascos (Iron Chef) - Could be a sleeper he has martial arts training so it is not such a big leap to the dance floor. All three official judges as well as yours truly scored him a solid 7. 'nuff said.
Ashley (Beige Boy) Hamilton - lacks his father's charisma. The Tan Man pulled off more weeks than he should have simply on the strength of his ability to connect with the audience. I have to say that given the fact that Ashley was told he might never walk again after a bad motorcycle accident, his appearance on the dance floor is nothing short of miraculous.
Donny Osmond (I'm sure I don't need to quantify his fame). Am I like the only human on the earth who IS NOT a fan of Donny and Marie? That being said he totally blew away the other guys tonight. Of course I have no doubt he has been paying for ballroom dancing lessons ever since Marie had her shot at the Mirror Ball. HE WANTS IT! And part of the reason he wants it is that she didn't get it.
Louis Vito (Snowboarder) - this kid is an amazing athlete and I'm betting that his partner Chelsie can pull some moves out of him. Maybe not on the dance floor but she'll get them. And besides every season has to have one of those Ken and Barbie ADORABLE couples and these 2 seem to have that slot all sewn up.
Michael Irvin (Dallas Cowboy Football Player) Along with the adorable couple have to have there is the "guy that everyone loves" and Michael is it. He is hard not to like and his moves aren't that bad so he could actually last a while given the shot. The judges were pretty harsh on him tonight. Much harder than they were on anyone else. Probably to try to balance out the mass appeal he's going to have. Football players traditionally do well.
And last but not least......
Tom DeLay (Former House Majority Leader) I didn't want to, was prepared not to, told myself not to even think it, but I did. I kind of liked him in this situation. He isn't great but he's an adequate dancer and dang it for some stiff and stodgy middle aged politician to hit the dance floor and shake his groove thang to "Wild Thing" was impressive.
New this year were relay dances which took 4 couples who danced against each other. The big winners tonight were Donny Osmond and Aaron Carter. Tomorrow we get to watch "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" with the female celebrities putting it all out there on the dance floor. And in the words of my darling daughter "I'm skeered." One of those chicks looks like she could bench press a Buick and then grind up and eat the remains. I will not say who but you are cordially invited to join my addiction and watch for yourself.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Pirates and Princesses
One of my Blogger friends recently posted about her little ones napping in full Spiderman - Superhero regalia. And hers are not the only kiddos who spend large blocks of time in pretend land. Two of my granddaughters have a costume closet that would be the envy of any Broadway Theater Production company. More often than not they are nighttime attired in princess dresses that are made out of that flimsy chiffony diaphanous material that looks like it would ignite from merely a withering gaze. Usually the bottoms have been ripped and trail behind them like bride's train. Occasionally, they have other articles of clothing under them, sometimes they are bare as the day they were born.
I wonder what the world would be like if we all went about in costume more often. As grownups, we frequently wear subtle masks that we present to the world. But, just for a moment consider what would happen if you could just play dress up when you pleased.
Thoughts like these take me back many many years when my friend Judy and I would dress up in costume and drive up and down the high way between Fort Smith and Greenwood. It was before the days of the "super" highway so one had more opportunity to interact with fellow drivers. Judy had this God awful mask that was like 1/2 a face. You put it on and the bottom half of your face was left out while this butt ugly woman's face was on top. The face was so realistic that people actually did double takes when they saw it.
The fun we had was immeasurable and I think we probably caused a few smiles along the way. I defy anyone to not have a chuckle over a grown up person walking around in a costume like it was their everyday clothing.
I think sometimes that we have become much too serious as a society, we have lost our inner children. Some of us have lost the ability to be silly. To make up silly songs, make funny faces and yes, even play dress up. Most of my grandchildren like their Pawpaw best when they are very small. But once they become a little older they gravitate more to me for their entertainment. They love the songs I make up, enjoy the poems and stories I write for them and absolutely love the dress up tub in the bedroom closet. Full of things I can no longer wear and wonder what possessed me to own them in the first place, it is the 1st stop for a stay at our house. I am a person who does not look good in hats and yet I continue to buy them and then consign them to the costume closet. I guess the reason I have these "costumes" is because my grandmother always had things for me to play dress up in. Looking back I realize that I played dress up in what is today "vintage" clothing. Ankle strap shoes, beaded bags, picture frame hats and strings and strings of beads. Summers at my grandmothers could have been boring since my grandparents didn't believe in entertaining children. They were too busy scratching out a living in the Oklahoma red clay. There was television but I was only allowed to watch "The Mickey Mouse Club" in the afternoon while enjoying my RC Cola. I think this was what my grandmother used instead of making me take a nap. However, my grandparents provided me with things to make my imagination burst into bloom. I was raised an only child until I was in the 7th grade. Therefore, I was many people. I had to play all the parts in childhood's magic kingdom. I talked a lot to myself and still do today. So if you see me driving in my car and having quite a chat please know that I am either verbally abusing someone who has pissed me off or I'm working on a problem out loud.
We live in a time of harshness, hatred, uncertainty, violence and often a sense of impending doom. Perhaps we could lift the clouds a little by finding our own little kid that we've tucked away under our adult clothing. I realize that actually wearing costumes is a bit extreme. I use it as a metaphor. Let us look for the funny in serious situations, find a silly song and sing it over and over again at the top of our lungs, laugh when we would really like to cry and put on our suits of happiness and pretend. Who knows by pretending we may change our own perspective as well as the outlook of others. So....I'll be a pirate and you can be a princess and together we will go forth to slay the dragon.
I wonder what the world would be like if we all went about in costume more often. As grownups, we frequently wear subtle masks that we present to the world. But, just for a moment consider what would happen if you could just play dress up when you pleased.
Thoughts like these take me back many many years when my friend Judy and I would dress up in costume and drive up and down the high way between Fort Smith and Greenwood. It was before the days of the "super" highway so one had more opportunity to interact with fellow drivers. Judy had this God awful mask that was like 1/2 a face. You put it on and the bottom half of your face was left out while this butt ugly woman's face was on top. The face was so realistic that people actually did double takes when they saw it.
The fun we had was immeasurable and I think we probably caused a few smiles along the way. I defy anyone to not have a chuckle over a grown up person walking around in a costume like it was their everyday clothing.
I think sometimes that we have become much too serious as a society, we have lost our inner children. Some of us have lost the ability to be silly. To make up silly songs, make funny faces and yes, even play dress up. Most of my grandchildren like their Pawpaw best when they are very small. But once they become a little older they gravitate more to me for their entertainment. They love the songs I make up, enjoy the poems and stories I write for them and absolutely love the dress up tub in the bedroom closet. Full of things I can no longer wear and wonder what possessed me to own them in the first place, it is the 1st stop for a stay at our house. I am a person who does not look good in hats and yet I continue to buy them and then consign them to the costume closet. I guess the reason I have these "costumes" is because my grandmother always had things for me to play dress up in. Looking back I realize that I played dress up in what is today "vintage" clothing. Ankle strap shoes, beaded bags, picture frame hats and strings and strings of beads. Summers at my grandmothers could have been boring since my grandparents didn't believe in entertaining children. They were too busy scratching out a living in the Oklahoma red clay. There was television but I was only allowed to watch "The Mickey Mouse Club" in the afternoon while enjoying my RC Cola. I think this was what my grandmother used instead of making me take a nap. However, my grandparents provided me with things to make my imagination burst into bloom. I was raised an only child until I was in the 7th grade. Therefore, I was many people. I had to play all the parts in childhood's magic kingdom. I talked a lot to myself and still do today. So if you see me driving in my car and having quite a chat please know that I am either verbally abusing someone who has pissed me off or I'm working on a problem out loud.
We live in a time of harshness, hatred, uncertainty, violence and often a sense of impending doom. Perhaps we could lift the clouds a little by finding our own little kid that we've tucked away under our adult clothing. I realize that actually wearing costumes is a bit extreme. I use it as a metaphor. Let us look for the funny in serious situations, find a silly song and sing it over and over again at the top of our lungs, laugh when we would really like to cry and put on our suits of happiness and pretend. Who knows by pretending we may change our own perspective as well as the outlook of others. So....I'll be a pirate and you can be a princess and together we will go forth to slay the dragon.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
A Back, A Blog and A Bloog
Having spent the last 36 hours blown out of my mind on muscle relaxers I am finally struggling to return to some semblance of making sense.
For those of you who worried, my back is slowly but surely returning to normal. I seem to have this problem about this same time every year. I am beginning to think my mind is playing tricks on me as this is the timeframe that was spent lugging heavy camera equipment and standing for hours every day taking school pictures in my former life. My mind remembers, gets tired from thinking about it, sends a message to my back that it is time to take a holiday. So back packs a bag and goes out, leaving me to pick up the pieces. I have learned that the quicker I give in and cry "uncle" the quicker I will return to normal. I have tried pushing the envelope after a few hours of feeling better only to realize that back wasn't ready to return from vacation just yet.
Apparently, my rant about the Glade woman caused some of my friends to worry unnecessarily about my powers of cognitive thinking. Let me assure you that I had been silently holding a grudge against her for quite some time and just finally had enough. Just wait until I unload on the "local" commercial that features a youngster of maybe 10 singing completely off key and prancing around. She is surrounded by a group of her peers and some older people (maybe moms?) and they are all having the best time annoying us with their little venture into marketing. Honestly it appears they have shot this on their cell phones, uploaded it to U-Tube and then decided to publish it for the masses. The child's voice is not even in synch with her lips. The whole thing takes on a slightly surreal atmosphere that assaults the senses and causes blood to run from the ears. I was starting to think I was the only person who had seen this (see opening sentence) but today one of my sons mentioned it. Apparently, the only reason it isn't being spoken about a lot is that most people fling their bodies at the remote as soon as it appears on their TV screen. There are just some things that should be left to professionals. Brain surgery, pharmacy and TV commercials.
I know you have been dying for me to address the Bloog part of this post. The Bloog is an electronic cigarette. This was introduced to us by one of our sons who is giving it a go. I have been practically desperate to get Roger off the coffin nails for about 5 years, so to say I grasp at any and every possible solution is an understatement. Roger actually quit for a while thanks to Chantix, and Nicorette gum but he picked it back up again. Then he tried the Chantix again. I can't express how expensive Chantix AND cigarettes can get. But I digress, I have ordered the Bloog starter pack with a rather large refill system in my last attempt to wean Roger off of cigarettes. Now the Bloog is actually rather cool. It makes smoke, but you cannot smell it. The vapor it emits is not offensive at all which means he does not have to be banished to the garage to indulge. The cherry end of it is an LED blue color which is a bit disconcerting to see, but heck if it works I don't care if it glows purple and emits multi-colored rainbow smoke rings. These things are actually made so that you could use them in a restaurant or even on an airplane. They emit no carcinogens yet the smoker does get the nicotine they crave. Knowing my husband the way I do I am sure that he will A: lose it or B: leave it in a pocket and I will wash it. When either of these things happen, please do not log in to my blog for at least 1 week. The language and ranting will not be fit for public consumption. Forewarned is forearmed.
This is not part of my title but it sure gave me a smile. I received a letter in the mail today from one of my grandchildren wishing us a happy grandparents day. They had drawn a picture of their pawpaw and myself along with pictures of Bedy (Betty), Max and Jesy (Jessie) and at the bottom written in symbol code was the following:
(Peace sign) + (Heart) + (Smiley Face) = YOU ROCK
So how could anything possibly be wrong in my life. My grandchildren think I rock! Interesting because my grandchildren rock my world everyday. : )
For those of you who worried, my back is slowly but surely returning to normal. I seem to have this problem about this same time every year. I am beginning to think my mind is playing tricks on me as this is the timeframe that was spent lugging heavy camera equipment and standing for hours every day taking school pictures in my former life. My mind remembers, gets tired from thinking about it, sends a message to my back that it is time to take a holiday. So back packs a bag and goes out, leaving me to pick up the pieces. I have learned that the quicker I give in and cry "uncle" the quicker I will return to normal. I have tried pushing the envelope after a few hours of feeling better only to realize that back wasn't ready to return from vacation just yet.
Apparently, my rant about the Glade woman caused some of my friends to worry unnecessarily about my powers of cognitive thinking. Let me assure you that I had been silently holding a grudge against her for quite some time and just finally had enough. Just wait until I unload on the "local" commercial that features a youngster of maybe 10 singing completely off key and prancing around. She is surrounded by a group of her peers and some older people (maybe moms?) and they are all having the best time annoying us with their little venture into marketing. Honestly it appears they have shot this on their cell phones, uploaded it to U-Tube and then decided to publish it for the masses. The child's voice is not even in synch with her lips. The whole thing takes on a slightly surreal atmosphere that assaults the senses and causes blood to run from the ears. I was starting to think I was the only person who had seen this (see opening sentence) but today one of my sons mentioned it. Apparently, the only reason it isn't being spoken about a lot is that most people fling their bodies at the remote as soon as it appears on their TV screen. There are just some things that should be left to professionals. Brain surgery, pharmacy and TV commercials.
I know you have been dying for me to address the Bloog part of this post. The Bloog is an electronic cigarette. This was introduced to us by one of our sons who is giving it a go. I have been practically desperate to get Roger off the coffin nails for about 5 years, so to say I grasp at any and every possible solution is an understatement. Roger actually quit for a while thanks to Chantix, and Nicorette gum but he picked it back up again. Then he tried the Chantix again. I can't express how expensive Chantix AND cigarettes can get. But I digress, I have ordered the Bloog starter pack with a rather large refill system in my last attempt to wean Roger off of cigarettes. Now the Bloog is actually rather cool. It makes smoke, but you cannot smell it. The vapor it emits is not offensive at all which means he does not have to be banished to the garage to indulge. The cherry end of it is an LED blue color which is a bit disconcerting to see, but heck if it works I don't care if it glows purple and emits multi-colored rainbow smoke rings. These things are actually made so that you could use them in a restaurant or even on an airplane. They emit no carcinogens yet the smoker does get the nicotine they crave. Knowing my husband the way I do I am sure that he will A: lose it or B: leave it in a pocket and I will wash it. When either of these things happen, please do not log in to my blog for at least 1 week. The language and ranting will not be fit for public consumption. Forewarned is forearmed.
This is not part of my title but it sure gave me a smile. I received a letter in the mail today from one of my grandchildren wishing us a happy grandparents day. They had drawn a picture of their pawpaw and myself along with pictures of Bedy (Betty), Max and Jesy (Jessie) and at the bottom written in symbol code was the following:
(Peace sign) + (Heart) + (Smiley Face) = YOU ROCK
So how could anything possibly be wrong in my life. My grandchildren think I rock! Interesting because my grandchildren rock my world everyday. : )
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
And Yes It is Glade
Okay so I am offended now by the Glade commercials. I started out mildly disturbed that the star of these spots thought it cute to deceive her family and friends with her candles. Do people really think that the bulk of humanity is so stupid they will be fooled by a plate of ginger snaps out of the sack simply because they smell burning ginger? And sashaying about in her little black dress while the rest of her crew is attired in outfits appropriate for a book club or canasta party. And how cute was it when the tell tale label found itself stuck to her tight and toned posterior? A body no doubt courtesy of all the tennis she plays since she is heading out in one commercial to play, secure in the fact that her designer candle will be on the job.
I could probably let the commercials slide were it not for the fact that I am sick and tired of her simpering face appearing over her little "life saver" assuring us that "and yes, it is Glade."
Something tells me that I could have a truck load of these little honeys delivered and they still couldn't touch the underlying odor of dogs both wet and dry, dishes accumulating in the sink, some lovely white socks crammed in a pair of yard mowing shoes and the lingering scent of cigarettes smoked in the garage and carried in on the hubs clothing. It is my house and "yes, it stinks."
I could probably let the commercials slide were it not for the fact that I am sick and tired of her simpering face appearing over her little "life saver" assuring us that "and yes, it is Glade."
Something tells me that I could have a truck load of these little honeys delivered and they still couldn't touch the underlying odor of dogs both wet and dry, dishes accumulating in the sink, some lovely white socks crammed in a pair of yard mowing shoes and the lingering scent of cigarettes smoked in the garage and carried in on the hubs clothing. It is my house and "yes, it stinks."
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Making Decisions
I have come to a place in life where I need to make some really difficult decisions. These decisions will affect my life as well as others. I find the older I get the more I tend to procrastinate regarding hard and life changing choices. However, I have to now begin to move carefully, thoughtfully and prayerfully into some very hard areas.
I hope that all my friends will pray that God will give me clarity about what I need to do about all the things that are bringing stress into my world.
One of the things that I need to change is my own way of dealing with difficulty. I need to learn that I can't "fix" all the things that are broken. And I have to start protecting myself by not letting myself be dragged into toxic situations. I must take my own advice to my children and invest in those who invest in me. Learning that I can't make everything swell for everyone I care about is going to be very hard for me to deal with. However, I have to start insulating myself to some degree from people, things and situations that hurt me.
Thank you in advance for lifting me up.
I hope that all my friends will pray that God will give me clarity about what I need to do about all the things that are bringing stress into my world.
One of the things that I need to change is my own way of dealing with difficulty. I need to learn that I can't "fix" all the things that are broken. And I have to start protecting myself by not letting myself be dragged into toxic situations. I must take my own advice to my children and invest in those who invest in me. Learning that I can't make everything swell for everyone I care about is going to be very hard for me to deal with. However, I have to start insulating myself to some degree from people, things and situations that hurt me.
Thank you in advance for lifting me up.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Eight......er 12 ummmmmmmm 19 is ENOUGH!
Just read this morning that the Duggars (our own Arkansas reality show family) are expecting their 19th child. This child will be born 5 months AFTER their 1st grandchild.
I have always just kind of shrugged my shoulders about this family and decided that as long as they weren't all on welfare it was none of my business how large their family got. I didn't even poke fun when papa was running for political office and he splashed his large family all dressed alike on billboards across the region. However, I have counted to 3 and spoken my piece now.
I realize that I am a basically selfish person but I am selfish for other people too. I think children deserve to have their own birthdays because it is one day that they get to be the center of the world for a brief moment.
I think that everyone gets to have something "be about them" every now and then. I've certainly been told plenty of times that "it's not about me" so I'm thinking that occasionally it might just be about me.
I think that everyone deserves to have a brand new baby which is cherished and doted on for a while without the distraction of another one right on its' heels.
Okay by now I have probably stepped on a few toes and maybe some fingers and a dropped jaw or two. I'm not saying these things to anger anyone, but it is my Blog and therefore I get to express my opinions and I will fight to the death to defend your right to peacefully disagree with me.
The Duggar momma is 42 years old, she has 18 children the youngest of which is still nursing. It is time to say thanks but no thanks!
I don't care how understanding you are - if you are the daughter in law wouldn't you want your child to have the undivided attention of their grandmother. Even the couples youngest child who is still a baby will get mooooved aside by the stork's newest bundle. And personally at the age of 42 I would be ready to know that I could spend the next 17 years doing all the things that grandmas get to do without having to tote a baby on my hip. Mama Duggar will be 59 years old when her newest child graduates from high school. I'm 59 and I can't even imagine having to parent full time for any length of time. That being said if something happened to any of my children I would put on my big girl panties and give it my all.
Soon the Duggar daughters will be marrying and bringing their own children into the world. In my opinion it is time that the parents of the 3 baseball teams of kids stepped into their role of grandparents and give it all the gusto they've given their own children.
I have always just kind of shrugged my shoulders about this family and decided that as long as they weren't all on welfare it was none of my business how large their family got. I didn't even poke fun when papa was running for political office and he splashed his large family all dressed alike on billboards across the region. However, I have counted to 3 and spoken my piece now.
I realize that I am a basically selfish person but I am selfish for other people too. I think children deserve to have their own birthdays because it is one day that they get to be the center of the world for a brief moment.
I think that everyone gets to have something "be about them" every now and then. I've certainly been told plenty of times that "it's not about me" so I'm thinking that occasionally it might just be about me.
I think that everyone deserves to have a brand new baby which is cherished and doted on for a while without the distraction of another one right on its' heels.
Okay by now I have probably stepped on a few toes and maybe some fingers and a dropped jaw or two. I'm not saying these things to anger anyone, but it is my Blog and therefore I get to express my opinions and I will fight to the death to defend your right to peacefully disagree with me.
The Duggar momma is 42 years old, she has 18 children the youngest of which is still nursing. It is time to say thanks but no thanks!
I don't care how understanding you are - if you are the daughter in law wouldn't you want your child to have the undivided attention of their grandmother. Even the couples youngest child who is still a baby will get mooooved aside by the stork's newest bundle. And personally at the age of 42 I would be ready to know that I could spend the next 17 years doing all the things that grandmas get to do without having to tote a baby on my hip. Mama Duggar will be 59 years old when her newest child graduates from high school. I'm 59 and I can't even imagine having to parent full time for any length of time. That being said if something happened to any of my children I would put on my big girl panties and give it my all.
Soon the Duggar daughters will be marrying and bringing their own children into the world. In my opinion it is time that the parents of the 3 baseball teams of kids stepped into their role of grandparents and give it all the gusto they've given their own children.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Mommy Dearest
My mother lives in Amarillo Texas. She has a birthday coming up next month. She is well into her 80's. She has always enjoyed great health, had enough money to live comfortably and has enjoyed her independence. I'm very grateful for her ability to live alone, think for herself, maintain her own lifestyle and be independent.
The last year has started to show a slight decline in her health. I talk to her everyday and some days I can tell she really feels bad. She has fallen several times, experienced some dizzy spells and I know she doesn't eat properly. My mother has a love affair with sugar and would eliminate all food substances from her diet and exist solely on sugar if she had her druthers. And, unfortunately, she has her druthers.
Several weeks ago we discussed the fact that she eats NO protein. When asked what she had eaten that day she replied that she had 3 bowls of ice cream and 2 Butterfinger candybars. I tried to impress on her the need to have some veggies and some meat, chicken or fish.
Now, dear readers, understand my position. I am her ONLY child. I live in Arkansas, my 2 children live in Arkansas, their children live in Arkansas and mom's only surviving sibling lives in Arkansas. Mom has no family in Texas...NONE. She has few friends (all as old as she is.)
In order to do anything for her it would involve at least a 9 hour car trip. Thanks to 9 - 11 buying a plane ticket on a moment's notice is practically financially impossible - not to mention that it is almost impossible as well.
Roger went this week and checked into a nice retirement based Mobile home community similar to the one she enjoys in Texas. Further, he checked into the cost of moving her trailer here. Following is a summary of the conversation I had with my mother this morning.
Me: Here's all the info on Flat Rock Village - there are some homes there for sale or you could sell your home in Amarillo and take the $ and purchase another one here.
Mom: Well that would mean I'd have to come out there and look.
Me: Would you rather sell yours and then just look at homes there and then let me know what you choose and we could get it here, move it in and get it ready?
Mom: I think I'm just too tired to move.
Me: I'm not trying to pressure you but I would like for you to make your decisions while you still have options and can make those decisions yourself.
Mom: Well, how would we make all this happen?
Me: First you have to decide what you want to do - then we can start pulling together the details.
Mom: There are lots of people here my age that are managing fine.
Me: Yes mom and I'm pretty confident that they all have at least one person who could be there quickly if needed.
Mom: Well at my age there wouldn't be any need to hurry.
Me: I'm not talking about dying - I'm talking about if something needed to be decided that you were unable to do for yourself. I would not be able to get there quickly enough to help you.
Mom: Well I don't have that many years left anyway.
Me: Mom I know you are getting older that is why I would like to be able to spend time with you before anything happens.
Mom: I think I'll go get some moving boxes and pack up all my stuff.
Me: Why would you do that before you decide what you want to do. All you will be doing is living around a bunch of boxes.
Mom: Well, I'd be able to decide - I might just want to rent an apartment.
Me: Rent an apartment where?
Mom: Here in Amarillo.
Me: How is that solving our problem?
Mom: Well then if anything happened, the trailer would already be sold and you wouldn't have to deal with any of it.
Me: Mom, I don't want you to base your decision on that. If something happened I will gladly take care of selling your trailer and dealing with all the details involved. I'm not concerned with that - I'm concerned with you being so far away.
Mom: I just hate the thought of moving somewhere where I don't know anyone.
Me: THIS IS WHAT I WANTED TO SAY!!! So basically you would rather be around mere acquaintances than your whole damned family?
THIS IS WHAT I DID SAY...Mom, you do know people here, your family is here, all of it. Your child, your grandchildren, your great grandchildren (that you barely have seen - didn't say this just wanted to), and your sister along with the whole extended family.
I give up. She literally would rather die alone than be around her family. And at some point I am going to feel like the worst daughter ever because I didn't look after my mother. Honestly I am so frustrated that I could almost do something drastic. Her trailer is titled in my name, I could almost sell the thing and force her to move I am so PO'd. If anyone has any suggestions I would welcome your input because I am at the wall without a place to go.
The last year has started to show a slight decline in her health. I talk to her everyday and some days I can tell she really feels bad. She has fallen several times, experienced some dizzy spells and I know she doesn't eat properly. My mother has a love affair with sugar and would eliminate all food substances from her diet and exist solely on sugar if she had her druthers. And, unfortunately, she has her druthers.
Several weeks ago we discussed the fact that she eats NO protein. When asked what she had eaten that day she replied that she had 3 bowls of ice cream and 2 Butterfinger candybars. I tried to impress on her the need to have some veggies and some meat, chicken or fish.
Now, dear readers, understand my position. I am her ONLY child. I live in Arkansas, my 2 children live in Arkansas, their children live in Arkansas and mom's only surviving sibling lives in Arkansas. Mom has no family in Texas...NONE. She has few friends (all as old as she is.)
In order to do anything for her it would involve at least a 9 hour car trip. Thanks to 9 - 11 buying a plane ticket on a moment's notice is practically financially impossible - not to mention that it is almost impossible as well.
Roger went this week and checked into a nice retirement based Mobile home community similar to the one she enjoys in Texas. Further, he checked into the cost of moving her trailer here. Following is a summary of the conversation I had with my mother this morning.
Me: Here's all the info on Flat Rock Village - there are some homes there for sale or you could sell your home in Amarillo and take the $ and purchase another one here.
Mom: Well that would mean I'd have to come out there and look.
Me: Would you rather sell yours and then just look at homes there and then let me know what you choose and we could get it here, move it in and get it ready?
Mom: I think I'm just too tired to move.
Me: I'm not trying to pressure you but I would like for you to make your decisions while you still have options and can make those decisions yourself.
Mom: Well, how would we make all this happen?
Me: First you have to decide what you want to do - then we can start pulling together the details.
Mom: There are lots of people here my age that are managing fine.
Me: Yes mom and I'm pretty confident that they all have at least one person who could be there quickly if needed.
Mom: Well at my age there wouldn't be any need to hurry.
Me: I'm not talking about dying - I'm talking about if something needed to be decided that you were unable to do for yourself. I would not be able to get there quickly enough to help you.
Mom: Well I don't have that many years left anyway.
Me: Mom I know you are getting older that is why I would like to be able to spend time with you before anything happens.
Mom: I think I'll go get some moving boxes and pack up all my stuff.
Me: Why would you do that before you decide what you want to do. All you will be doing is living around a bunch of boxes.
Mom: Well, I'd be able to decide - I might just want to rent an apartment.
Me: Rent an apartment where?
Mom: Here in Amarillo.
Me: How is that solving our problem?
Mom: Well then if anything happened, the trailer would already be sold and you wouldn't have to deal with any of it.
Me: Mom, I don't want you to base your decision on that. If something happened I will gladly take care of selling your trailer and dealing with all the details involved. I'm not concerned with that - I'm concerned with you being so far away.
Mom: I just hate the thought of moving somewhere where I don't know anyone.
Me: THIS IS WHAT I WANTED TO SAY!!! So basically you would rather be around mere acquaintances than your whole damned family?
THIS IS WHAT I DID SAY...Mom, you do know people here, your family is here, all of it. Your child, your grandchildren, your great grandchildren (that you barely have seen - didn't say this just wanted to), and your sister along with the whole extended family.
I give up. She literally would rather die alone than be around her family. And at some point I am going to feel like the worst daughter ever because I didn't look after my mother. Honestly I am so frustrated that I could almost do something drastic. Her trailer is titled in my name, I could almost sell the thing and force her to move I am so PO'd. If anyone has any suggestions I would welcome your input because I am at the wall without a place to go.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Every Girl Needs a Puppy
Of course it is no secret that I believe one can never have too many dogs. However, one frequently has more dogs than one can afford. That being said, there is nothing like a puppy to lift the spirits.
From the moment I learned Genevieve was getting a puppy for her birthday, my excitement ran high. I looked at the picture of that puppy on the breeders website and anticipated the day he would become a fuzzy member of our family.
In order to keep him a surprise until the big "reveal", Roger and I drove to Hazen, AR to pick him up for Kaylee. Do you believe in love at first sight (or bite?) He was just too precious for words and he rode all the way back to Fort Smith in my lap. We had taken Jessie (our princess dog) with us and she was less than impressed. I could read her little canine mind "Oh crap - here comes another dog!" She wanted nothing to do with him. She was further incensed over the fact that he was residing with us overnight and horrors or all horrors he slept in the bed with HER mother!!!
Genevieve took him home on Sunday and Jessie was most relieved to see him go.
I had agreed to take him to work with me to work on his potty training so every morning he loaded up with me and off we went. Some days he came home with me in the afternoon and Jessie was still undone over his presence.
But suddenly a funny thing happened. We started to notice that Jessie was sulking and appeared to be very unhappy. We couldn't figure out what her deal was, sick, bored, any number of maladies that could be affecting our precious girl dog.
We decided to experiment - we went and got Charly and brought him to our house. Good grief! Jessie was euphoric - they played great games of Frisbee in the yard. Jessie running and catching - Charly laying flat in the grass waiting to ambush her on her return trip. Charly can throw amazing body blocks for a 6 lb. dog. And now, no frisbee game is complete unless Charly is here to participate.
If Jessie goes a few days without her puppy "fix" she is impossible. She genuinely loves that little dog and thinks that he belongs to her and her household.
So....I'm thinking there may be a puppy in my (er - Jessie's) future because every girl truly needs a puppy - even a girl dog.
From the moment I learned Genevieve was getting a puppy for her birthday, my excitement ran high. I looked at the picture of that puppy on the breeders website and anticipated the day he would become a fuzzy member of our family.
In order to keep him a surprise until the big "reveal", Roger and I drove to Hazen, AR to pick him up for Kaylee. Do you believe in love at first sight (or bite?) He was just too precious for words and he rode all the way back to Fort Smith in my lap. We had taken Jessie (our princess dog) with us and she was less than impressed. I could read her little canine mind "Oh crap - here comes another dog!" She wanted nothing to do with him. She was further incensed over the fact that he was residing with us overnight and horrors or all horrors he slept in the bed with HER mother!!!
Genevieve took him home on Sunday and Jessie was most relieved to see him go.
I had agreed to take him to work with me to work on his potty training so every morning he loaded up with me and off we went. Some days he came home with me in the afternoon and Jessie was still undone over his presence.
But suddenly a funny thing happened. We started to notice that Jessie was sulking and appeared to be very unhappy. We couldn't figure out what her deal was, sick, bored, any number of maladies that could be affecting our precious girl dog.
We decided to experiment - we went and got Charly and brought him to our house. Good grief! Jessie was euphoric - they played great games of Frisbee in the yard. Jessie running and catching - Charly laying flat in the grass waiting to ambush her on her return trip. Charly can throw amazing body blocks for a 6 lb. dog. And now, no frisbee game is complete unless Charly is here to participate.
If Jessie goes a few days without her puppy "fix" she is impossible. She genuinely loves that little dog and thinks that he belongs to her and her household.
So....I'm thinking there may be a puppy in my (er - Jessie's) future because every girl truly needs a puppy - even a girl dog.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Girls Day Out
Today I spent the day with the Edwards girls today. We were invited to breakfast and we all enjoyed a great breakfast at Village Inn. Their Rio Grande Omelette is fantastic. The littles had their yearbooks from Christ the King school and they enjoyed looking over their pictures and reliving last year's school year. Both of the girls were so good at breakfast.
Then after breakfast we went to the cell phone store. Both Roger and Kaylee had cell phone issues to discuss so that worked out well. Then we had to explain to Genevieve why she couldn't have a cell phone at 7. We told her she wouldn't have anyone to call because no one her age had a cell phone yet. She also exhibited some interest in obtaining a motorcycle.
We came home and dropped Pawpaw off and then "just us girls" went to get our fingernails and toenails "done." The girls got honest to goodness spa pedicures complete with foot soaking and creative nail art. I got my nails done which was a huge relief to me since it had been since before I went to Texas. My fingernails aren't a big issue with me but my toes are practically impossible to do myself anymore. If I can manage to get my foot up high enough to reach my toes, I can't see what I'm doing to paint them.
I actually got desperate enough once to let Roger paint them for me. My toes looked like kitchen matches when he finished. Not only did he paint the nails, he painted all the skin around them as well. And can someone explain to me how a man with a construction/carpentry background who has house painters in his family doesn't comprehend painting WITH the grain on toenails. Bless his bones for trying though. He did say that it was MUCH more difficult than he expected it to be.
It was a great day and I enjoyed my girls so much today. I am a pretty happy mama right now since I have gotten to see MY girl so much this weekend.
I have a date with my BFF Judy Tuesday night. We are going to dinner and to see "The Time Traveler's Wife." We always try to take in a "chick flick" that we know we won't be able to talk our dear husbands into seeing with us. And we always pick movies that....A: Make us laugh so much we are in danger of being tossed from the theater.....or.....B: Bawl like babies and go home with red eyes and snotty noses.
Love my gals - friends and family alike.
Then after breakfast we went to the cell phone store. Both Roger and Kaylee had cell phone issues to discuss so that worked out well. Then we had to explain to Genevieve why she couldn't have a cell phone at 7. We told her she wouldn't have anyone to call because no one her age had a cell phone yet. She also exhibited some interest in obtaining a motorcycle.
We came home and dropped Pawpaw off and then "just us girls" went to get our fingernails and toenails "done." The girls got honest to goodness spa pedicures complete with foot soaking and creative nail art. I got my nails done which was a huge relief to me since it had been since before I went to Texas. My fingernails aren't a big issue with me but my toes are practically impossible to do myself anymore. If I can manage to get my foot up high enough to reach my toes, I can't see what I'm doing to paint them.
I actually got desperate enough once to let Roger paint them for me. My toes looked like kitchen matches when he finished. Not only did he paint the nails, he painted all the skin around them as well. And can someone explain to me how a man with a construction/carpentry background who has house painters in his family doesn't comprehend painting WITH the grain on toenails. Bless his bones for trying though. He did say that it was MUCH more difficult than he expected it to be.
It was a great day and I enjoyed my girls so much today. I am a pretty happy mama right now since I have gotten to see MY girl so much this weekend.
I have a date with my BFF Judy Tuesday night. We are going to dinner and to see "The Time Traveler's Wife." We always try to take in a "chick flick" that we know we won't be able to talk our dear husbands into seeing with us. And we always pick movies that....A: Make us laugh so much we are in danger of being tossed from the theater.....or.....B: Bawl like babies and go home with red eyes and snotty noses.
Love my gals - friends and family alike.
No more wasting away in Margaritaville!
One of the little pleasures in life for me has been to occasionally enjoy a Margarita on a Friday night after a difficult week. I've never had an alcohol problem (thank goodness!) If someone told me that I could never have another "adult" beverage I wouldn't be overly concerned. But it was nice to go to dinner with my husband and have a little "drinky poo."
That being said, the last 2 times I have enjoyed my Friday night indulgence I have woke up in the wee hours of the morning with a "splitting" headache. And I mean the kind that blinds you and makes you want to beat your head against the corner of the wall.
Now given the fact that I suffer from insomnia, anything that robs me of even a moments sleep is not to be tolerated. Therefore, Jimmy Buffet is going to have to "waste away" by himself. Maybe I can be a "cheeseburger in paradise" if I give up the alcoholic beverages. Maybe I can order Shirley Temples again like I had to when I was too young to drink.
That being said, the last 2 times I have enjoyed my Friday night indulgence I have woke up in the wee hours of the morning with a "splitting" headache. And I mean the kind that blinds you and makes you want to beat your head against the corner of the wall.
Now given the fact that I suffer from insomnia, anything that robs me of even a moments sleep is not to be tolerated. Therefore, Jimmy Buffet is going to have to "waste away" by himself. Maybe I can be a "cheeseburger in paradise" if I give up the alcoholic beverages. Maybe I can order Shirley Temples again like I had to when I was too young to drink.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Dancing With The Bores!
The fact that I have a serious addiction to a few things is no secret to my friends. FarmTown for 1, "The Tudors" for another, Coca-Cola, dogs and Dancing With The Stars. All of these things give me tiny little pleasures to look forward to apart from those that I look forward to as a member of a large family.
However, this year I am so not blown away by DWTS choices of "celebrity" and I use the term loosely.
Let us examine closer:
Aaron Carter - I actually thought this was a recent Greenwood High School graduate. Turns out he is the younger brother of a Backstreet Boy. Since I am not familiar with the BS Boys anyway the younger brother of one fails to move me to excitement.
Natalie Coughlin - ? - Olympic Swimmer. Well Olympians have historically done well in this competition but I'm afraid this will be "a fish out of water."
Mark Dacascos - I confess I am a little excited by this one since I also am a closet Iron Chef watcher. They need to let him do double duty and announce the dances as well "This weeks secret dance is................The Paso Doble!"
Tom Delay - Former Republican House Majority Leader - I won't even comment on the probable hundreds of improprieties here. He's a politician 'nuff said!
Macy Gray - R & B Singer - would probably love to hear her not so sure about watching her.
Ashley Hamilton - son of the "TAN MAN" George Hamilton. Does this make Ashley "BEIGE BOY"? He's kind of pretty to look at but he's certainly no Gilles Marini **sigh**.
Melissa Joan Hart - star of "Clarissa"???? and "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"?????, apparently there was a whole decade of TV programming that I missed. Have I been in a coma lately? If not this seasons DWTS is likely to put me there.
Kathy Ireland - Super Model - heavy on the SUPER. Well if setting one's jaw in determination will win it she's your girl. She has one of the most pronounced jaw lines I have ever seen. Of course, she will look great in the costumes.
Michael Irvin - Dallas Cowboy Football Star extraordinaire! Football players usually manage quite nicely in this program. I like Michael pretty well in general so I will give him a pass on my scathing comments.
Joanna Krupa - Supermodel - Who?? Another great costume wearer I'm sure the wardrobe department is having to be sedated due to their EXTREME anticipation!!
Chuck Liddell - UFC Champ. I'm not completely sure what UFC is and why they have a champion. Since there's an F in the title it must be some sort of fisticuffs. **Yawn**
PEOPLE ARE YOU QUIVERING WITH EXCITEMENT YET?
Debi Mazar - actress - and I'm pretty sure the wife of one of the Volturi from the Twilight saga. I just find her strange looking and wouldn't be surprised if she came to the competition wearing a trenchcoat and packing heat to blow away the other dancers.
Mya - R & B singer - Again, could we hear her perform please. She could be a ringer since I believe she was in the movie "Chicago". She may indeed have some moves worth mentioning. Besides she is one of the one name celebrities like "Michael" "Cher" "Prince" they always try harder to be noticed.
Louie Vito - snowboarder - ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I'll refrain from anything else **SNORE**
Donny Osmond - well this was a no brainer. The whole time Marie was on the show I kept expecting him to leap up from the audience, throw a body block on her and step in to take her place. Never have I seen anyone who wanted to be on this show more. And of course since he has like a Bajillion cousins there will be no way we can avoid watching him through the whole thing.
AND
I SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST...........drum roll please..............
Kelly Osbourne - HAHAHAHAHAHA ROFLAMAO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA **gasp** deep breathing to try to get my hysterical laughing under control.....LOL. I would just hate to have the job of the censor on this show. This girl cannot construct a sentence that isn't so vulgar and crude that one's ears bleed. I'll bet they are equipping their "bleep" button with rapid click right now. The "F" bomb is her adjective of choice and I can just hear her telling Carrie Ann to go straight to the devil in much plainer English. Hopefully, Ozzie won't be there and Carrie Ann can forego the trip.
And that's the way I see it friends and neighbors. I hope that something will happen to "hook" me early on 'cause right now there's not much to make my heart go pitty pat.
However, this year I am so not blown away by DWTS choices of "celebrity" and I use the term loosely.
Let us examine closer:
Aaron Carter - I actually thought this was a recent Greenwood High School graduate. Turns out he is the younger brother of a Backstreet Boy. Since I am not familiar with the BS Boys anyway the younger brother of one fails to move me to excitement.
Natalie Coughlin - ? - Olympic Swimmer. Well Olympians have historically done well in this competition but I'm afraid this will be "a fish out of water."
Mark Dacascos - I confess I am a little excited by this one since I also am a closet Iron Chef watcher. They need to let him do double duty and announce the dances as well "This weeks secret dance is................The Paso Doble!"
Tom Delay - Former Republican House Majority Leader - I won't even comment on the probable hundreds of improprieties here. He's a politician 'nuff said!
Macy Gray - R & B Singer - would probably love to hear her not so sure about watching her.
Ashley Hamilton - son of the "TAN MAN" George Hamilton. Does this make Ashley "BEIGE BOY"? He's kind of pretty to look at but he's certainly no Gilles Marini **sigh**.
Melissa Joan Hart - star of "Clarissa"???? and "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"?????, apparently there was a whole decade of TV programming that I missed. Have I been in a coma lately? If not this seasons DWTS is likely to put me there.
Kathy Ireland - Super Model - heavy on the SUPER. Well if setting one's jaw in determination will win it she's your girl. She has one of the most pronounced jaw lines I have ever seen. Of course, she will look great in the costumes.
Michael Irvin - Dallas Cowboy Football Star extraordinaire! Football players usually manage quite nicely in this program. I like Michael pretty well in general so I will give him a pass on my scathing comments.
Joanna Krupa - Supermodel - Who?? Another great costume wearer I'm sure the wardrobe department is having to be sedated due to their EXTREME anticipation!!
Chuck Liddell - UFC Champ. I'm not completely sure what UFC is and why they have a champion. Since there's an F in the title it must be some sort of fisticuffs. **Yawn**
PEOPLE ARE YOU QUIVERING WITH EXCITEMENT YET?
Debi Mazar - actress - and I'm pretty sure the wife of one of the Volturi from the Twilight saga. I just find her strange looking and wouldn't be surprised if she came to the competition wearing a trenchcoat and packing heat to blow away the other dancers.
Mya - R & B singer - Again, could we hear her perform please. She could be a ringer since I believe she was in the movie "Chicago". She may indeed have some moves worth mentioning. Besides she is one of the one name celebrities like "Michael" "Cher" "Prince" they always try harder to be noticed.
Louie Vito - snowboarder - ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I'll refrain from anything else **SNORE**
Donny Osmond - well this was a no brainer. The whole time Marie was on the show I kept expecting him to leap up from the audience, throw a body block on her and step in to take her place. Never have I seen anyone who wanted to be on this show more. And of course since he has like a Bajillion cousins there will be no way we can avoid watching him through the whole thing.
AND
I SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST...........drum roll please..............
Kelly Osbourne - HAHAHAHAHAHA ROFLAMAO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA **gasp** deep breathing to try to get my hysterical laughing under control.....LOL. I would just hate to have the job of the censor on this show. This girl cannot construct a sentence that isn't so vulgar and crude that one's ears bleed. I'll bet they are equipping their "bleep" button with rapid click right now. The "F" bomb is her adjective of choice and I can just hear her telling Carrie Ann to go straight to the devil in much plainer English. Hopefully, Ozzie won't be there and Carrie Ann can forego the trip.
And that's the way I see it friends and neighbors. I hope that something will happen to "hook" me early on 'cause right now there's not much to make my heart go pitty pat.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Are you kidding me?
Sometimes things happen that just make me stop and wonder.....HUH? I've known for a very long time that we live in an instant gratification world where everything has to be fast and above all EASY.
Gone is the time of my Dad who would admonish me that anything worth having was worth working toward and waiting for.
I confess that I also slip into the "I want what I want when I want it" frame of mind but there is usually someone or something that snaps me back to reality.
My rant today is about the laundry product that you can drop in the washer and then in the dryer with the wet clothes and it "does everything but fold."
Exactly how lazy (or busy) have we become that the mere task of measuring laundry soap and fabric softener can completely wreck havoc on our daily scheduling. And truly that woman that does the commercial makes my hand literally itch to slap that silly complacent smirk off her face.
Maybe it is just me - but if I miss the rinse cycle with my fabric softener (which I rarely use) there's always the option of pouring a little on a washcloth and tossing it in the dryer. Or just count on my "oh so dependable" dryer balls to do the work for me. I actually prefer the little blue spiky balls because they don't leave an animal fat coating on my clothing.
Done with that now. I'm sorry I haven't been blogging much lately, I have been completely immersed in FarmTown.
Gone is the time of my Dad who would admonish me that anything worth having was worth working toward and waiting for.
I confess that I also slip into the "I want what I want when I want it" frame of mind but there is usually someone or something that snaps me back to reality.
My rant today is about the laundry product that you can drop in the washer and then in the dryer with the wet clothes and it "does everything but fold."
Exactly how lazy (or busy) have we become that the mere task of measuring laundry soap and fabric softener can completely wreck havoc on our daily scheduling. And truly that woman that does the commercial makes my hand literally itch to slap that silly complacent smirk off her face.
Maybe it is just me - but if I miss the rinse cycle with my fabric softener (which I rarely use) there's always the option of pouring a little on a washcloth and tossing it in the dryer. Or just count on my "oh so dependable" dryer balls to do the work for me. I actually prefer the little blue spiky balls because they don't leave an animal fat coating on my clothing.
Done with that now. I'm sorry I haven't been blogging much lately, I have been completely immersed in FarmTown.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Puppy Withdrawal
I knew it would happen the moment I agreed to go to Hazen and pick up Genevieve's puppy. I knew I would fall in love and no matter what I would want to keep it. One has to wonder what it is inside me that makes me crave to have dogs everywhere. Do I just not like people as much as I should. Do I need to be needed by something small and helpless. Or am I just simply touched in the head and in need of serious mental work.
But, take a look at that baby and tell me you wouldn't want to hide him under your bed and never let him go. He is the most precious of the precious. He was with me for 24 hours and he never had one accident in the house. Of course he is so tiny I was in danger of losing him in the grass a time of two but he piddled and pooped in the yard like a good boy. He did raise quite a racket last night. I didn't hear it - Roger got to do the 11 to 7 duty with him.
Genevieve is smitten - I believe she has already taken him swimming. **Side to puppy - you're going to have be a tough little customer.
Audrey told me today "I knew mommy & daddy were getting Genevieve a dog." "How did you know that?" I asked. "I knew it in my mind." was her reply. She came up to me and threw her little arms around me and said "Oh, meemaw thank you so much!" I told her the pup was a gift from her parents all we did was go pick him up. But that didn't matter to Audrey she was just thrilled that G got the dog she had been dreaming of.
We all love him big time and his new name is Charly.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Of No Importance
Recent events have brought home how public the lives of public figures really are. The word celebrity takes on new meaning upon their deaths. In the words of my darling daughter, it has not been a good time to be a celebrity. Maybe it is because we see so much and hear so much about these people that we think we know them and have a right to a window into their private selves.
I was never a MJ fan - although Kaylee had a MJ poster at the appropriate time in her life. I thought he was near genius in talent and skill. However, let's face it he just became so strangely unhinged that the mere sight of him caused me to avert my eyes.
Recently a congressman who has decided to make himself relevant by publicly discussing MJ's many flaws has had his mug all over the TV. All the things that everyone was unwilling to say about him in life they feel free to pontificate very publicly on in death. Honestly, no one could say anything about Michael that I haven't either thought or said myself. But really does it change anything to buzz this around now that he is gone? He was most likely all the things that are spoken of and probably more. However, there are some children who have lost someone in their lives. I like many others wonder what those kids have seen, heard and been subjected to in their short lives and probably more to come. But at this point negativity will only serve to injure them further.
Everytime someone famous passes - every washed up or insignificant personality manages to get their face on TV and talk about how well they knew the deceased and what great friends they were. One has to wonder if they really knew him and were so close wouldn't they be consumed with a sense of loss which would render them unable to talk about him. Instead they try to boost their own careers by capitalizing on his death.
For my part I pray that there will be peace!
I was never a MJ fan - although Kaylee had a MJ poster at the appropriate time in her life. I thought he was near genius in talent and skill. However, let's face it he just became so strangely unhinged that the mere sight of him caused me to avert my eyes.
Recently a congressman who has decided to make himself relevant by publicly discussing MJ's many flaws has had his mug all over the TV. All the things that everyone was unwilling to say about him in life they feel free to pontificate very publicly on in death. Honestly, no one could say anything about Michael that I haven't either thought or said myself. But really does it change anything to buzz this around now that he is gone? He was most likely all the things that are spoken of and probably more. However, there are some children who have lost someone in their lives. I like many others wonder what those kids have seen, heard and been subjected to in their short lives and probably more to come. But at this point negativity will only serve to injure them further.
Everytime someone famous passes - every washed up or insignificant personality manages to get their face on TV and talk about how well they knew the deceased and what great friends they were. One has to wonder if they really knew him and were so close wouldn't they be consumed with a sense of loss which would render them unable to talk about him. Instead they try to boost their own careers by capitalizing on his death.
For my part I pray that there will be peace!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
You Can Never Go Home Again
I just returned from a week long trip to the Texas panhandle to visit my old home town, attend a reunion and spend some time with my mom. To say this trip was a mixed blessing would be an understatement.
I enjoyed catching up with some old friends, some of which I hadn't seen in several, several years. I missed some old friends that I will never have the opportunity to see again. I walked the pathways of my youth and found them much unchanged. And I learned a lesson in relationships that needed to be learned.
I will not go into great detail but I am exhausted from trying to please a very important person to me. And am amazed that person cannot see how hurtful criticism and accusations can be. My tongue is practically chewed in two from biting it to keep from lashing out. My shoulders are permanently scrunched up around my ears in an attempt to ward off scathing critical tirades.
What is very interesting is that I can be alone with this person and we get along fine, however, if another individual is thrown into the mix, suddenly I have a giant target painted on me and the shots never fail to hit the mark.
I was never happier to see my dear husband who loves me just the way I am (old, overweight and tired) and who thinks that I am a truly good person. I regret that I took someone with me for this trip. We had a super time but I hate that she had to witness the behavior that manifested. Together we laughed and truly enjoyed ourselves but it was always tempered by the fact that someone else was unhappy and having a perfectly miserable time. Worse still was the fact that my traveling companion never gets to go anywhere and we ruined what could have been a very relaxing and wonderful time for her. Shame on us!
I am posting some pics so you can see the lovely land I come from - no wonder some people are P O'd all the time! :)
Sunday, June 21, 2009
And now it's time for the Daily Rant!
My rant today concerns kid's games. Yesterday both Genevieve and Audrey played in a softball tournament. This was no a ASA sanctioned tourney it was something called UTRIP. There were only 3 teams in this tournament.
I am 100% for kids playing sports I think it teaches them great life lessons about sportsmanship, following directions and rules and being part of something bigger than themselves. However, it is important that while they are learning those things they don't also get taught lessons about defeatism and hopelessness.
Both of the teams they played yesterday were teams that had beaten the pants off us all season long. And the girls know it. Some of them even said they didn't want to play because they didn't have a shot. Our little girls were just starting to get some confidence built up, they had a taste of winning a few and being successful and then this came along.
First of all we barely had enough girls to field a team. In UTRIP you bat through your batting order unless you get 3 outs first. And there's no run rule. Let's do the math: a team with 12 or 14 girls VS a team with 8 or 9 girls. Big team bats through it's order and scores 9 runs, little team scores a couple of runs and gets 3 outs. Big team back up to bat at the top of the order and the same scenario happens over and over again.
Then you factor in the situation where the umps calling the games didn't even understand the rules themselves. Two times in the only close game we had our batters drove balls right back at the pitcher and he could not react fast enough and the balls hit him. Dead balls? Should have been - just the same as if a ball had hit the umpire. But no.........batter out! So the batter is penalized for getting a hit. We might not have won this game but until this point it was a close and interesting game to watch.
I am further against teaching kids one set of rules such as hit the ball and run till someone tells you to stop, and then asking them to run base to base and stop if they are ahead of an inferior team. Mixed messages anyone - these are not adults they don't have the reasoning faculties to fully understand the why. Also in ASA softball there IS a run rule so what does it matter how quickly they get them. And let us consider for a moment the inferior team who has to realize they are being patronized for being a weaker team.
I am 100% for kids playing sports I think it teaches them great life lessons about sportsmanship, following directions and rules and being part of something bigger than themselves. However, it is important that while they are learning those things they don't also get taught lessons about defeatism and hopelessness.
Both of the teams they played yesterday were teams that had beaten the pants off us all season long. And the girls know it. Some of them even said they didn't want to play because they didn't have a shot. Our little girls were just starting to get some confidence built up, they had a taste of winning a few and being successful and then this came along.
First of all we barely had enough girls to field a team. In UTRIP you bat through your batting order unless you get 3 outs first. And there's no run rule. Let's do the math: a team with 12 or 14 girls VS a team with 8 or 9 girls. Big team bats through it's order and scores 9 runs, little team scores a couple of runs and gets 3 outs. Big team back up to bat at the top of the order and the same scenario happens over and over again.
Then you factor in the situation where the umps calling the games didn't even understand the rules themselves. Two times in the only close game we had our batters drove balls right back at the pitcher and he could not react fast enough and the balls hit him. Dead balls? Should have been - just the same as if a ball had hit the umpire. But no.........batter out! So the batter is penalized for getting a hit. We might not have won this game but until this point it was a close and interesting game to watch.
I am further against teaching kids one set of rules such as hit the ball and run till someone tells you to stop, and then asking them to run base to base and stop if they are ahead of an inferior team. Mixed messages anyone - these are not adults they don't have the reasoning faculties to fully understand the why. Also in ASA softball there IS a run rule so what does it matter how quickly they get them. And let us consider for a moment the inferior team who has to realize they are being patronized for being a weaker team.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I DID NOT! NOT ME!
My blogger friend Paula shared this and I thought it was fun so here goes.....the idea is you list the things that you did not do (which are actually things you did do but hate to admit.)
I DID NOT forget to give my precious canine children their heartworms pills on Sunday!
I DID NOT fail to tell my husband how much I value him and love him each day.
I DID NOT play FarmTown until all hours of the night.
I DID NOT make the "talk to the hand" motion to a co-worker yesterday! (It WAS NOT better than ripping his head off)
I DID NOT wish every second of every day that all I had to do was exactly what I want to do.
I DID NOT eat a snowcone, a BabyRuth, a bag of popcorn and an angus burger all within 2 hours of each other.
And finally....I DID NOT forget to let my friends know how much they bring to my life and how much I miss them when I don't get to spend time with them.
I DID NOT forget to give my precious canine children their heartworms pills on Sunday!
I DID NOT fail to tell my husband how much I value him and love him each day.
I DID NOT play FarmTown until all hours of the night.
I DID NOT make the "talk to the hand" motion to a co-worker yesterday! (It WAS NOT better than ripping his head off)
I DID NOT wish every second of every day that all I had to do was exactly what I want to do.
I DID NOT eat a snowcone, a BabyRuth, a bag of popcorn and an angus burger all within 2 hours of each other.
And finally....I DID NOT forget to let my friends know how much they bring to my life and how much I miss them when I don't get to spend time with them.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Would you like fries with that?
The Daily Rant.........people on drive through intercoms.
Here is a typical conversation at any fast food drive through.
Yes, I'd like a # 3 with (do you want fries with that?)
No, tater tots and a (mustard or mayonnaise?)
Mustard and could you please hold the (and what would you like to drink?)
Um, diet coke and please hold the (do you want to supersize that?)
No, but hold the (okay I have a #6 supersized with fries and a mountain dew will there be anything else?)
Yes, I wasn't through with my order
(what else can I get for you?)
Well, first of all you didn't get the first order right and... (okay that will be 8.49 drive to the second window please)
I'm sure I'm not the only person this happens to. It drives me crazy that people on those intercoms can't just hold onto their fingers for one moment and all their little questions would be answered eliminating the need to interrupt me at every single breath.
I've gotten to the point now where when they interrupt me the first time, I just shut up and don't say anything. Eventually, they will ask me a question that I can answer with, "If you will please not interrupt me I will give you my entire order and then you can ask questions if it isn't clear." At which point I am relatively sure they make a point to spit in my food, but I am trying to make a point here.
Done with the rant!
Here is a typical conversation at any fast food drive through.
Yes, I'd like a # 3 with (do you want fries with that?)
No, tater tots and a (mustard or mayonnaise?)
Mustard and could you please hold the (and what would you like to drink?)
Um, diet coke and please hold the (do you want to supersize that?)
No, but hold the (okay I have a #6 supersized with fries and a mountain dew will there be anything else?)
Yes, I wasn't through with my order
(what else can I get for you?)
Well, first of all you didn't get the first order right and... (okay that will be 8.49 drive to the second window please)
I'm sure I'm not the only person this happens to. It drives me crazy that people on those intercoms can't just hold onto their fingers for one moment and all their little questions would be answered eliminating the need to interrupt me at every single breath.
I've gotten to the point now where when they interrupt me the first time, I just shut up and don't say anything. Eventually, they will ask me a question that I can answer with, "If you will please not interrupt me I will give you my entire order and then you can ask questions if it isn't clear." At which point I am relatively sure they make a point to spit in my food, but I am trying to make a point here.
Done with the rant!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Sun, Softball....Tears and no beer!
Yesterday Roger and I took a huge mental health break and spent the entire (read this from 9:00 am to around 7 pm) day at the ball park.
Genevieve's little team was playing in a tournament and they were short some players so they recruited Ms. Audrey to play with them. Audrey was so proud to be playing with the bigger girls. She told me before the games started "I'm going to play on Genevieve's team!" I replied "I know...that's because you are such a good player." To which she responded "NO....it's because they don't have enough people." So much for my feeble attempt to build self-esteem.
Both of the girls played really well, Audrey got a couple of hits and got on base once or twice. Her fielding still leaves a little to be desired as chasing balls seriously interferes with her lovely dirt mound construction.
Genevieve is an AWESOME little ball player. She can hit the ball well and hard and she also "gets" what she is supposed to do on 2nd base. In spite of all her success at softball yesterday, she was having a very emotional day. Probably a combination of a lot of things, the heat, pressure, just plain ole tired out. After I've had some time to reflect I also wonder if maybe her emotional episodes might not have been caused by embarrassment. The girls had a lot of people there watching them and cheering for them. And we are LOUD! and enthusiastic. In retrospect I wonder if maybe we might have served Genevieve better to have been a little more restrained in our cheering. She is easily embarrassed and we may have been just a tad over the top. I, for one, have trouble stifling my excitement (especially at ball games) and all by myself can be the equivalent of quite a racket. She has been so much better lately at controlling what we have lovingly come to call "meltdowns." Therefore, I have to surmise that yesterday's emotional roller coaster must be attributed to some outside stimuli. I will admit that I was semi-embarrassed by her emotional outbursts, but mostly I just felt bad for her. Something was causing her to have such a bad day and I hate to think that perhaps it was me who contributed to it. As gregarious and fun loving a child as Genevieve is I think she has a very sensitive nature and doesn't particularly like being noticed quite so much. The same boisterous outpouring of approval would have probably had Audrey strutting her stuff around the field like a little peacock, but I think it might have had just the opposite effect on Genevieve.
And now for the Daily Rant!
The rant for today are people who bring their children the ballpark and turn them loose. Yesterday we got to experience children who would just walk up and take things from other people's ice chests. And one little boy who had an extremely aggressive nature was walking around with a wooden ruler hitting other children with it. Kids piled into scorekeepers boxes and had semi-private tussling sessions that ended with one of them crying and no one who belonged to these children bothered to check. The day ended with a child in the scorekeepers box slinging a cup of water which poured down into Genevieve's grandma Gloria's purse. I realize it is hard to keep kids occupied at ballgames they aren't participating in. But, an attempt should be made to make sure they aren't driving some other adult to distraction or creating mini-mayhem on their counterparts. It is hard when these are children you don't know and have never seen before to be able to help in a situation where a child is being picked on and tormented by others.
Genevieve's little team was playing in a tournament and they were short some players so they recruited Ms. Audrey to play with them. Audrey was so proud to be playing with the bigger girls. She told me before the games started "I'm going to play on Genevieve's team!" I replied "I know...that's because you are such a good player." To which she responded "NO....it's because they don't have enough people." So much for my feeble attempt to build self-esteem.
Both of the girls played really well, Audrey got a couple of hits and got on base once or twice. Her fielding still leaves a little to be desired as chasing balls seriously interferes with her lovely dirt mound construction.
Genevieve is an AWESOME little ball player. She can hit the ball well and hard and she also "gets" what she is supposed to do on 2nd base. In spite of all her success at softball yesterday, she was having a very emotional day. Probably a combination of a lot of things, the heat, pressure, just plain ole tired out. After I've had some time to reflect I also wonder if maybe her emotional episodes might not have been caused by embarrassment. The girls had a lot of people there watching them and cheering for them. And we are LOUD! and enthusiastic. In retrospect I wonder if maybe we might have served Genevieve better to have been a little more restrained in our cheering. She is easily embarrassed and we may have been just a tad over the top. I, for one, have trouble stifling my excitement (especially at ball games) and all by myself can be the equivalent of quite a racket. She has been so much better lately at controlling what we have lovingly come to call "meltdowns." Therefore, I have to surmise that yesterday's emotional roller coaster must be attributed to some outside stimuli. I will admit that I was semi-embarrassed by her emotional outbursts, but mostly I just felt bad for her. Something was causing her to have such a bad day and I hate to think that perhaps it was me who contributed to it. As gregarious and fun loving a child as Genevieve is I think she has a very sensitive nature and doesn't particularly like being noticed quite so much. The same boisterous outpouring of approval would have probably had Audrey strutting her stuff around the field like a little peacock, but I think it might have had just the opposite effect on Genevieve.
And now for the Daily Rant!
The rant for today are people who bring their children the ballpark and turn them loose. Yesterday we got to experience children who would just walk up and take things from other people's ice chests. And one little boy who had an extremely aggressive nature was walking around with a wooden ruler hitting other children with it. Kids piled into scorekeepers boxes and had semi-private tussling sessions that ended with one of them crying and no one who belonged to these children bothered to check. The day ended with a child in the scorekeepers box slinging a cup of water which poured down into Genevieve's grandma Gloria's purse. I realize it is hard to keep kids occupied at ballgames they aren't participating in. But, an attempt should be made to make sure they aren't driving some other adult to distraction or creating mini-mayhem on their counterparts. It is hard when these are children you don't know and have never seen before to be able to help in a situation where a child is being picked on and tormented by others.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
The Importance of Being Ernest
Yesterday the funniest thing happened and I just had to share. Widespread power outages left Roger and I incapable of doing anything at home, so we decided to run a few errands. Post office, get gas, those kinds of things.
On our way home, Roger was teasing me about purchasing him some cigarettes and I told him I would (under protest) if he would buy me a candybar and a coke. He agreed and we stopped at a convenience store. He went inside and was unable to decide between a Butterfinger or a BabyRuth (both faves of mine.) Being torn he just picked them both up and went to the cash register to pay. There was a little Korean lady working behind the counter and she rang up his purchases and then asked "Do you want a sack?" He said "Yes I probably should put them in a sack." She nodded her head seriously and stated "That way no one knows how much candy you bought."
Honestly, he came out to the truck and told me and I almost died laughing. Finally I was able to tell him he should have said "Oh, those are for my wife, she's much fatter than I am."
This was good for a lighthearted ride home. It's a good thing neither of us are sensitive since our grandkids are convinced that we are Santa and Mrs. Claus on holiday from the North Pole.
Thought you might enjoy - and have a chuckle at our expense.
On our way home, Roger was teasing me about purchasing him some cigarettes and I told him I would (under protest) if he would buy me a candybar and a coke. He agreed and we stopped at a convenience store. He went inside and was unable to decide between a Butterfinger or a BabyRuth (both faves of mine.) Being torn he just picked them both up and went to the cash register to pay. There was a little Korean lady working behind the counter and she rang up his purchases and then asked "Do you want a sack?" He said "Yes I probably should put them in a sack." She nodded her head seriously and stated "That way no one knows how much candy you bought."
Honestly, he came out to the truck and told me and I almost died laughing. Finally I was able to tell him he should have said "Oh, those are for my wife, she's much fatter than I am."
This was good for a lighthearted ride home. It's a good thing neither of us are sensitive since our grandkids are convinced that we are Santa and Mrs. Claus on holiday from the North Pole.
Thought you might enjoy - and have a chuckle at our expense.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Missing Me?
Are you missing my oh so interesting blog spots............I need to be rescued from FarmTown. I slipped away while they weren't looking but I know very soon the grapes will call me and I'll be sucked back in. I'm dreaming of a bigger farm with a bigger house. I'll let my farmhand Gilles live in the bungalow. Come to think of it, I'll let him take care of the pool too. Gotta go, they've discovered I'm missing!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Today's Dilbert
You need to check out Dilbert at the bottom on my Blog - it is fricking hilarious today. And I can say that since there were 2 job losses in my household of 2 this past year.
I getting to go to Shogun tonight so I can't post anything pithy right now I'm much too excited.
Back soon.
I getting to go to Shogun tonight so I can't post anything pithy right now I'm much too excited.
Back soon.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Daily Rant - Opinionated People
You know that old saying "opinions are like a body orifice - everyone has one." ? Well, what drives me nuts are people who just have to not only have an opinion but share it with you on EVERY LITTLE INSIGNIFICANT THING!!!!. I mean seriously people is this some sort of personality flaw within you that makes you think that you are right all the dad gummed time?
Saying that, I realize that Blogging by design is inflicting your opinion on others. However, in the Blog world if you choose to not know someone's opinion you can abstain from reading. But those people who can and will make sure you know their opinion on every little detail of something cannot be avoided.
I also find it interesting that people who insist on making their opinions known all the time usually do so in a very critical manner. Second guessing and demeaning someone elses' every thought, word and deed is tiresome and damaging to one's self-esteem.
There is a real talent in sharing your knowledge and skills with others without laying waste to their egos. However, I have found that more often than not, people who do this are typically not terribly skilled in the things they are offering their wisdom on. But BY GUM they will open their pieholes and tell you how you could have done it better, faster, cheaper, etc.
Saying that, I realize that Blogging by design is inflicting your opinion on others. However, in the Blog world if you choose to not know someone's opinion you can abstain from reading. But those people who can and will make sure you know their opinion on every little detail of something cannot be avoided.
I also find it interesting that people who insist on making their opinions known all the time usually do so in a very critical manner. Second guessing and demeaning someone elses' every thought, word and deed is tiresome and damaging to one's self-esteem.
There is a real talent in sharing your knowledge and skills with others without laying waste to their egos. However, I have found that more often than not, people who do this are typically not terribly skilled in the things they are offering their wisdom on. But BY GUM they will open their pieholes and tell you how you could have done it better, faster, cheaper, etc.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Facebook Farm Town
Okay, I have to say it. I am totally hooked on the Facebook game called Farm Town. Even though I once killed a whole family in the SIMS game (they died of neglect) I am hoping I will be a better farmer than Lord of the universe.
This is the cutest game. You plant your little fields and harvest your crops and sell them to buy stuff for your farm. And other farmers are very generous in sending you plants and animals to have on your plot. I love it, although I did let 2 grape crops go to waste, they mature really quickly and if I'm at work, I can't run the harvester through them.
I find myself yearning to earn enough money to buy a pathway or better yet a building or a pond!
Check it out, you can be my neighbor if you'd like and we can help each other take care of our little plots of land.
This is the cutest game. You plant your little fields and harvest your crops and sell them to buy stuff for your farm. And other farmers are very generous in sending you plants and animals to have on your plot. I love it, although I did let 2 grape crops go to waste, they mature really quickly and if I'm at work, I can't run the harvester through them.
I find myself yearning to earn enough money to buy a pathway or better yet a building or a pond!
Check it out, you can be my neighbor if you'd like and we can help each other take care of our little plots of land.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Going Home Without Helen
It is official....I am going to Texas the end of this month. I am combining a much needed trip to see my mom with my 40th Class Reunion. Good Grief! How did I get to be so old.
This trip will be very hard on me since it is the first time I have been home since my oldest best friend passed away. She was the heart and soul of our hometown. A larger than life personality. There wasn't anyone who didn't know Helen. She made every event better for her being there and I'm not sure how I will handle not having her to catch up with. I have the most amazing and beautiful memories of our friendship and losing her is surreal. I only recently took her phone number out of my phone. I will never forget her calling me every Feb. 28 and razzing me over being older than her (her birthday was March 1). The thing that I am left with is the realization that as large a person as she was, there will be much talk and remembering her at this reunion. Maybe I can pretend she's only on vacation.
I'm looking forward to seeing my mom and spending some time with her. Hopefully I can escape cleaning the shed this trip. I've cleaned it the last two visits and I think the contents are breeding because she tells me it is full again. I don't know how because I also cleaned out closets, dresser drawers, cabinets, any furniture that could contain things, threw things away into the dumpster. So I don't know where the stuff is coming from unless she has a storage unit somewhere she's not telling me about.
Please pray that we will have smooth skies for flying, peaceful hearts and a wonderful time of fellowship while we are away. :)
This trip will be very hard on me since it is the first time I have been home since my oldest best friend passed away. She was the heart and soul of our hometown. A larger than life personality. There wasn't anyone who didn't know Helen. She made every event better for her being there and I'm not sure how I will handle not having her to catch up with. I have the most amazing and beautiful memories of our friendship and losing her is surreal. I only recently took her phone number out of my phone. I will never forget her calling me every Feb. 28 and razzing me over being older than her (her birthday was March 1). The thing that I am left with is the realization that as large a person as she was, there will be much talk and remembering her at this reunion. Maybe I can pretend she's only on vacation.
I'm looking forward to seeing my mom and spending some time with her. Hopefully I can escape cleaning the shed this trip. I've cleaned it the last two visits and I think the contents are breeding because she tells me it is full again. I don't know how because I also cleaned out closets, dresser drawers, cabinets, any furniture that could contain things, threw things away into the dumpster. So I don't know where the stuff is coming from unless she has a storage unit somewhere she's not telling me about.
Please pray that we will have smooth skies for flying, peaceful hearts and a wonderful time of fellowship while we are away. :)
Monday, June 1, 2009
In Memory of Michael
I really have nothing pithy to say this evening. My heart is very heavy. My children lost a very good friend today. He dated my daughter in high school after being introduced by her brother. He was an exuberant personality. Full of fun and laughter. And I know that while she dated him, Kaylee had a lot of fun too. I'm so sorry for his poor mother. She had already lost a daughter and now her only remaining child is gone as well. The depth of pain she must feel is unfathomable. Please pray for Mona Stokes as she goes through this dark time. As always I appreciate you my friends and the constant prayers you lift up just because I ask.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Aloha, Kody!
My 17 year old grandson, Kody, leaves for Hawaii Thursday with his high school band. Wow, what an opportunity! I'm so pleased he gets to take advantage of this fantastic trip. We had a party for him yesterday to celebrate his birthday and wish him a fond Aloha. Here are the Polynesian dancers we hired for the event.
Postscript: The worked pretty cheap, mainly they just like the outfits.
Friday, May 29, 2009
This one is for Judy
In my life I have been blessed with a few GOOD friends. The kind that hold your hand when you need it, cry with you, laugh at and with you, hold your hair when you are sick and give you serious reality checks when you've skated to close to the edge of reason. I think all my friends know who they are, however, the group of friends I have that I feel like a could call on for any reason number the digits of my right hand. Helen (who has gone to be with God), Karen, Linda, Judy and Sam. These 5 people have made my life an easier place to reside in.
Judy recently retired from teaching and I was thinking about her last night and about all the things that we have shared. I just had to pay tribute to a friend who has always stuck by me and share my memories.
I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Hanging from the backstop fence at baseball games with you.
Sorority trips in your car particularly the one where you brought me back down the "pigtrail."
"Those" magazines.
The fighting couple in the hallway of the motel.
Defining "Frenzy & Fluffy" (you know the rest).
The fun trip to TenKiller and the wild ride home.
Steven hanging from your leg like a ragdoll and crying whenever you got 2 feet away from him.
The suicidal Monarch butterfly annual event.
Riding up and down the highway between Greenwood and Fort Smith in our Halloween costumes.
All the cub scout art projects that your cat ate.
The birthday cake your cat ate - great job hiding it with icing by the way!
The conviction that combining the 2 of us into 1 person would create an amazingly voluptuous woman.
Your addiction to Chuck Norris.
Living with you during the big separation.
All the money you gave me when I was broke on my butt.
Den meetings, Spook-a-ree, Christmas parades, Blue and Gold banquets (especially the one with the 12 days of scouting song), Pinewood Derby and RANGER RICK.
You finally getting the recognition you deserved as Den Leader of the Year.
Your kindness to my children which continues to this day.
Your willingness to step out of your comfort zone and meet someone new.
Your recognition of the fine man my other friend Sam is.
The marriage that combined 2 of my best friends into 1 super friend.
Your huge generous heart.
Your willingness to forgive me when I'm thoughtless.
Your loyalty.
All these and so many more that I can never forget. You are truly special to me and loved beyond measure.
Judy recently retired from teaching and I was thinking about her last night and about all the things that we have shared. I just had to pay tribute to a friend who has always stuck by me and share my memories.
I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Hanging from the backstop fence at baseball games with you.
Sorority trips in your car particularly the one where you brought me back down the "pigtrail."
"Those" magazines.
The fighting couple in the hallway of the motel.
Defining "Frenzy & Fluffy" (you know the rest).
The fun trip to TenKiller and the wild ride home.
Steven hanging from your leg like a ragdoll and crying whenever you got 2 feet away from him.
The suicidal Monarch butterfly annual event.
Riding up and down the highway between Greenwood and Fort Smith in our Halloween costumes.
All the cub scout art projects that your cat ate.
The birthday cake your cat ate - great job hiding it with icing by the way!
The conviction that combining the 2 of us into 1 person would create an amazingly voluptuous woman.
Your addiction to Chuck Norris.
Living with you during the big separation.
All the money you gave me when I was broke on my butt.
Den meetings, Spook-a-ree, Christmas parades, Blue and Gold banquets (especially the one with the 12 days of scouting song), Pinewood Derby and RANGER RICK.
You finally getting the recognition you deserved as Den Leader of the Year.
Your kindness to my children which continues to this day.
Your willingness to step out of your comfort zone and meet someone new.
Your recognition of the fine man my other friend Sam is.
The marriage that combined 2 of my best friends into 1 super friend.
Your huge generous heart.
Your willingness to forgive me when I'm thoughtless.
Your loyalty.
All these and so many more that I can never forget. You are truly special to me and loved beyond measure.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Relationship Killers
Am I the only one that thinks it is possible that all this new technology (which I confess - I love) could be killing our ability to build and maintain good inter-personal relationships?
I've felt this way for a while now but lately it seems to be ringing more true than ever.
Something that began as a good tool to be able to connect us has caused its' own short circuit - disconnecting instead of the original purpose.
If you have ever gotten an email from me I'm sure you think - good grief, the woman cannot shut up! However, I have found that if a person does not border on gushing in emails you run the risk of offending someone or hurting their feelings.
Now we have thrown text messaging into the mix and because of the limited space and time to accomplish it - we use technology's special shorthand to communicate.
The problem with both of these forms of "communicating" and I use the term lightly is that they are both absent of emotion. They are toneless messages sent between people who cannot hear a voice inflection or see another person's eyes which goes a long way in driving home our messages and intent. They are short, curt and lacking feeling which are important components in making messages misunderstood.
Imagine if you will someone looking at you with a twinkle in their eye telling you "you are such a butthead." Because of that "twinkle" and the smile on their face you know they are teasing and you respond in kind. Now take away that twinkle and smile and read " U R such a butthd." Well, okay......now you are slightly miffed if not downright pissed.
Also because of the convenience of texting, people think you are available to "correspond" with them 24 - 7. No one should have this level of constant contact with someone else. Its' not healthy. Good relationships are built by people having something to talk about face to face at the end of the day. There is a certain mystery to learning about someone over time. Texting makes us learn them too quickly in too sterile an environment and can often nip a perfectly good relationship in the bud before it has a chance to develop.
Roger and I recently observed a teenage girl in a restaurant who for 1/2 an hour before being seated had her phone pressed to her ear. All through her dinner, she ignored the girl across the table from her and continued to merely "listen" to whoever was on the other end. I felt so bad for the other girl sitting there counting the holes in ceiling tiles while her dinner companion could not or would not disconnet from a device. Instead she chose to disconnect from a living breathing person. Continued texting and cell phone usage in the presence of other people is the highest form of disrespect. And before you go all postal on me let me assure you that I have been known to use mine around other people - but I do try to be very in tune to where I am and whose feelings I might be hurting by ignoring them to be on the phone. It is just something to think about and I'd appreciate hearing your thoughts as well.
I've felt this way for a while now but lately it seems to be ringing more true than ever.
Something that began as a good tool to be able to connect us has caused its' own short circuit - disconnecting instead of the original purpose.
If you have ever gotten an email from me I'm sure you think - good grief, the woman cannot shut up! However, I have found that if a person does not border on gushing in emails you run the risk of offending someone or hurting their feelings.
Now we have thrown text messaging into the mix and because of the limited space and time to accomplish it - we use technology's special shorthand to communicate.
The problem with both of these forms of "communicating" and I use the term lightly is that they are both absent of emotion. They are toneless messages sent between people who cannot hear a voice inflection or see another person's eyes which goes a long way in driving home our messages and intent. They are short, curt and lacking feeling which are important components in making messages misunderstood.
Imagine if you will someone looking at you with a twinkle in their eye telling you "you are such a butthead." Because of that "twinkle" and the smile on their face you know they are teasing and you respond in kind. Now take away that twinkle and smile and read " U R such a butthd." Well, okay......now you are slightly miffed if not downright pissed.
Also because of the convenience of texting, people think you are available to "correspond" with them 24 - 7. No one should have this level of constant contact with someone else. Its' not healthy. Good relationships are built by people having something to talk about face to face at the end of the day. There is a certain mystery to learning about someone over time. Texting makes us learn them too quickly in too sterile an environment and can often nip a perfectly good relationship in the bud before it has a chance to develop.
Roger and I recently observed a teenage girl in a restaurant who for 1/2 an hour before being seated had her phone pressed to her ear. All through her dinner, she ignored the girl across the table from her and continued to merely "listen" to whoever was on the other end. I felt so bad for the other girl sitting there counting the holes in ceiling tiles while her dinner companion could not or would not disconnet from a device. Instead she chose to disconnect from a living breathing person. Continued texting and cell phone usage in the presence of other people is the highest form of disrespect. And before you go all postal on me let me assure you that I have been known to use mine around other people - but I do try to be very in tune to where I am and whose feelings I might be hurting by ignoring them to be on the phone. It is just something to think about and I'd appreciate hearing your thoughts as well.
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