Elvis, Corgis & Me

The Temptations of Life!

2011-04-12T04:31:00.000-07:00

My sweet little man (aka son #3) came to me last night crying. He had a wash cloth on his lip. "What happened". "I scatched myself" #3 said. I quickly checked his nails. Then I really looked at the upper lip area with a trickle of blood running across. As #3 and myself gazed into each others eyes, he quickly said "don't say it because its not that!!!". I just burst out laughing. It had finally happened, he had figured out how to read my mind!! Usually they are perplexed as to "how" I know when they have been into something or broke something or whatever having 3 boys in the home can do. But this time, he knew what I was thinking....maybe it means he realizes how smart mommies can really be! Poor little man had decided to SHAVE. His irresponsible and careless mommy had left a razor in the bathroom (silly me for thinking I should shave for the first time all winter since I was going to the indoor pool). Silly me for thinking that no matter where I left something, if it was out of the ordinary, they would get into it. Its like a homing signal....if its "somewhere"...they will find it! Thankfully, it was a minor cut and it's already healing. I think his pride was hurt most of all. Son #1 actually did the same thing a year or so ago, but he actually cut his lip and it was swollen for a couple days. Funny thing, according to many of my friends on facebook, it seems this is a rite of passage. The infamous razor...it must have mystical powers if it can make hair disappear on your body. How could you not be tempted?? I too fell for this trick as I took my mothers razor and scraped it down my arm from the shoulder to the elbow. I still remember the horror of the stinging pain and then the blood. Those were the days! I have a feeling though, that son #2 will have learned his lesson by his 2 brothers but you never know. The temptation could eventually get too great.

Heroes fight the beast

2011-02-01T06:43:00.000-08:00

Two words. Cancer sucks. Doesn't matter what kind you have or how bad, it totally disrupts your life, shifts your mental being...it just sucks. I struggle with those that I know who are far too young to have encountered such an ugy beast like cancer. But those that battle the beast are true heroes.

Today I'm thinking of one special mom, fellow blogger who is fighting her own battle. My prayers stay focus on this special and amazing mom who is struggling with the beast but for all the women and mothers out there who try to keep life going not only for themselves, but for their homes, husbands and as much a normal life for their children as possible. This struggle is near to my heart as I think of my beloved childhood friend Bob, who was such an amazing man, who lost his battle with a rare kidney tumor at age 40 and of my friend Lori, we shared the journey of pregnancy and twins with me, left this world at age 42 from a rare soft tissue sarcoma and Colin, the funniest Brit you would ever want to know, who shared many fabulous travel adventures with me. The loss of these heroes truely rocked my world. But I push forward and keep close to my faith as I know that I will never walk alone. I do believe prayer is most powerful and important. Prayer is strong, wise, guiding, faithful, and focused. So keep those fighting the beast close in prayer and thought.

But if you really need to find strength, look to those who are still fighting the beast with all that they have. They are the examples we need to follow. They are amazing individuals who reach way down and charge forward every day. Keeping it all going not just for the themselves but for the sake of others they love. They are the heroes. I am thankful for all the heroes in this world who teach us how to find strength, encouragement, bravery, and compassion. Thank you.

The Golden Rule

2011-01-28T19:47:00.000-08:00

I’m no weeny, but enough is enough. We live in an aging neighborhood. When it was built in 1951, the streets were lined with lovely little trees, much like any new development you drive through. But beware. What does those lovely little tree lined streets mean? They mean in 50 years (you may not care if you buy when brand new)…yes in 50 plus years, those trees won’t be those tiny, lovely, little decorative trees that line your street…NO! They will be branch falling, branch cracking, overgrown, creaky, falling on power lines so you don’t have POWER trees! When we moved into our 1951 built home just a mere 8 years ago, we rarely had a problem. But in the last few years, if the wind blows, it’s too sunny out, the rain came down too hard or sudden, someone sneezed too loud – OUT GOES THE POWER! Granted, 2010, we were hit with 3 blizzards back to back…it’s understandable. We did only go 2 days without power but believe me, 2 days is enough. The boys think it’s an adventure, yes I will agree. They love dragging their bunk bed mattresses out to the living room, where the only possible heat is the fireplace. Not only are their mattresses out there but every stuffed animal, every blanket, pillow and piece of crap you can imagine all piled up in the living room! Glad I cleaned house…..WHY? The latest forecast was 3-5 inches of snow. Okay, sounds reasonable. Of course the last 3 times weather predictions they have made, we got nothing. This time however, they completely missed the boat! So at the last hour, they changed the forecast to 6-8 inches. Considering the previous storms had been way under par and not worth the time to grocery shop….who’s worried?! But before the snow could even finish its journey, we were once again without power. The branches began to freeze, the creaking and bending began (as I walked to my car, one branch almost removed an eye – I was totally unaware that the branches had bent all the way down). Then the snapping, falling and destruction started. I really think there MUST be a funny song in all this – don’t you think? I have a friend who writes hilarious Haikus to post on facebook during outages. Her love hate HATE relationship with PEPCO runs deep. Ever since our blizzards of 2010, the newscasters have had fun giving play-on-words names to these events. Now of course, they think it’s funny because we KNOW they have heat and could afford a hotel room if needed. But us poor folk, who would not only have to dish out a lot of cash to survive days on end of this bitter house but also, what would be involved to pack up 3 boys and all their crap that they MUST HAVE in order to make a journey to a place of civilization! So we try to hang in there and tell ourselves that it’s just a few more hours, maybe just until morning and then the power will be back. No internet, no TV, no phones (thank goodness for cell phones), no heat, very little hot water, very little comfort. Though I will say, there is a lot to be thankful for this go round of power outages….we are not trapped by mile high walls of snow – we can get out! All roads out are also clear! We don’t have to use an outhouse (as my sister so kindly pointed out) even though our bathroom temps seem below zero and I fear every time I put my tush on the seat it will stick! Did I mention again that we can just drive away? So tomorrow dear friends, I will be making a break for civilization. I’m not weak. I’m no weeny. I’m definitely not Wonder mom! Amenities like TV, internet, warm beds, lights…all those were invented for a reason – to be USED! I am not a camping queen and I am proud. I know some of you find great pride in camping for a week with your kids or living off the land (or no heat). Believe me, I AM proud of you. But I’m proud of myself too – for being able to admit defeat, admit that I need the amenities set before me, admit that a warm bed is exactly what I need to have a decent night’s sleep, admit that camping is for boy/girl scouts and they were invented to help children with moms like me who say NEVER. I forever stand by my golden rule…”Camping is staying somewhere without room service”. Hello PEPCO? Are you out there?

The Outlaws

2010-11-26T03:45:00.000-08:00

Today, on Thanksgiving, after 6 years, I had to encounter my Out-laws. Out-laws you question? Yes, those would be the in-laws that I don't like or care for. My husbands parents and sister are definitely on the "10 most wanted list" when it comes to being an outlaw. For reasons too difficult to explain nor do I really understand them because my mind does not think in this manner....these people are selfish, self-centered, self-serving...self everything. Truly, I know I have never met such people - all in one family - with such a deep degree of all those things. A tiny bit of background....the sister-out-law is just bad. I could think of worse words but because its Thanksgiving....I won't use them. Her jealously over what others have and she thinks she deserves is her driving force. I will say, there is a small part of me that finds great sadness for her. Their parents divorced when she was just 3....her mother leaving her to go "enjoy life" again. Leaving 2 small children 3 and 8 to be raised by various babysitters while their dad worked long hours at his new business of being self-employed. I guess in today's terms, you would say she has a "detached personality disorder". After dating a boy all their her school years - over 10 years and figuring "he was the one", he dumps her and marries another within just a couple of years. Lucky me for walking into my husband's life shortly before all this happens. Hence, why she hates me and her brothers life. She had done MANY horrible things towards us - simply because she probably had nothing better to do. Fast forward....she had a falling out with her brother 8 years ago and stopped all contact. For that I am forever grateful. Though we have made small attempts to reach out, she has rejected them. SO she hasn't seen my son #1 since he was 3.5 yrs old and never has seen #2 or #3. But because of this arguement, the backlash that occurred also took away both parents. Both parents who are afraid of upsetting said "out-law". Parents who would rather cutoff any contact with their son and grandchilden, just to please the wicked daughter. Doesn't it sound like it should be a "Made-for-TV" movie???

Its now Thanksgiving and we decide after many years to attend a meal at my husbands aunts house. Its quite a distance away and we figured there is no way, the out-laws will show up. But it wasn't too be. But that was good. They did show up. Probably to get a "free" peek at the boys without ever having to make any effort. I call those "freebies". In the past, prior to the split in the family, every family function or possible encounter would twist my stomach into knots, my heart would race and my anxiety level would shoot through the roof. Not good for ones health. You never knew what to expect from them. But today I was assured that it all didn't matter to me anymore. That they couldn't effect me anymore. When saw them walk in...nothing. No nausea, no heart racing....nothing. I decided that if they came to me to speak - fine. But I would make no attempt on my part. Sounds petty I know but I would have to write a novel for your to know the whole story. I knew the sister-out-law would come looking....wanting to make her presence...wanting to provoke me. She walked in attempted to make eye-contact with me (I kept ignoring it)...she finally said "Hi, how's it going". I responded "Hi, just fine". That was the end of our interaction. Whew. She then attempted, stupid that she is, to come over to son #2, and touch him saying "hey you, hey you". Little did she know...I couldn't have asked for a more perfect moment...that son #2 does NOT LIKE to talk or have any interaction with anyone he does not know. If she had tried that with sons #1 or #3...they would have responded or engaged in converation willinging. But not son #2, who was already in a foul mood because he was there and didn't know anyone and was not at his Auntie's house with his cousins. He was stuck like glue to me (even at age 7) and refused to detached his body. So when the out-law chose to poke him and talk to him...there was no response. THEN she had the nerve to say to me "what he doesn't talk"....okay she has never laid eyes on her 2 youngest nephews since they were born, what do you expect? My moment had come. The moment...the very moment I had waited for all these 8 years...the perfect moment and the perfect thing to say. My response was "he doesn't talk to people he doesn't know". She walked away. The moment was over. Done. I thought I would have had more to say after all these years....but this okay. I knew that at that very moment, she didn't matter any more to me.

But my favorite moment was when we were standing in the food line, son #1 was standing in front of the sister-out-law and step-mother-out-law...while they were discussing how they saw sons #2 and #3 but WHERE was son #1? I heard the conversation but said nothing. Shaking my head in disbelief because he was standing right in front of them. Finally they spoke up and asked my husband where son #1 was today....it was a beautiful moment when he said "he is standing righ here". That said it all.

We left the dinner satisfied that we had braved the unknown. Made an appearace despite the unknown. Glad we went to show we had no fear of seeing the out-laws if they were there. Pleased that we realized we had moved on. The out-laws will never change, they will never make any attempts to be in our sons lives - and that is okay. There are so many other people in our sons lives to give them support, love and encouragement. They don't deserve negative energy and complications that these people bring with them. Its sad, yes, but not for our children but for the out-laws. Sad to be so overcome with themselves that being part of such amazing and wonderful little boys lives....isn't worth it to them. But that is how they are - its who they are - we have to repsect and accept that. So onward we march in life. Happy Holidays - we pray that 2011 will be a good new year for us all.

Sorry, Bathroom Closed!

2010-08-05T00:16:00.001-07:00

I'm trying to figure this one out. As we continue, what seems to be a never ending cycle, the backlash of this horrible economy....I can't quite figure out who or how they actually come up with the things that are being cut from budgets. Money for new sidewalks and new condos and offices (which will have a large vacancy)....yet, they do not hesitate to cut spending in schools, county programs and libraries! As our elementary school is now double its size and way WAY over capacity, we still wait for 2 more years until another school is built in the neighborhood to relieve the overcrowding. The overcrowding which has gone on for 5 or 6 years, overcrowding that existed even when the school was renovated, overcrowding that the county knew about long before now....but hey, the new school kept being moved to the back burner while other schools got built and renovated! So how does a school district allow a school with a limit of like 525, reach a capacity of 1,000?? Boggles your mind, doesn't it. What boggles my mind even more is NOW they are trying to close many of our beloved libraries. Who ever heard of such a thing - close a library? It isn't due to a shortage of people or use. Fortunately, there has been a lot of resistance and the closings seem to be on hold for the "moment". However, every summer since son #1 was tiny, I have spent summers at the various libraries in our area attending all the amazing events they offer. In the summer they always have movies based on books, science programs, storytelling....and the list goes on. This summer - well, each library was lucky if they had 5 events going on. Sad. Just sad. AND if that wasn't bad enough - the summer reading program was CANCELED!! How do you cancel a summer reading program? I just thought that was so crazy. No money for extras. Then today, I saw an article that really just said it all in budget cuts....the county rec department is considering REMOVING ALL porta-potties from their parks! Okay, do not I use them, no. Do I let my kids use them....well no. But they must have served a purpose or they never would have put them there in the first place. Most of these parks serve the soccer teams and other events taking place - you need your porta-potties!! So riddle me this Batman...we live in Montgomery County which is rated as one of the best school systems, wealthiest, and top dog in many areas.....yet, we are denied libraries, reading programs, schools and bathrooms? If the economy doesn't take a turn for the better by next summer....I can't imagine what they will take away from us then!

Christmas Corgi Art and Dailiness

2010-05-29T19:00:00.000-07:00

Just came across this lovely blog with one of my favorite things, Corgis of course! See all these pics of these adorable animals makes me miss my sweet fuzzy creatures. There are many lovely animals to be had, but until you've had a corgi...there is nothing like it! www.christmascorgi.blogspot.com.

Black Mountain Jewelry

2010-04-29T04:15:00.000-07:00

I posted about this wonderful jewelry a year ago but here I go again. Go to www.blackmountainjewelry.com and see the beautiful pieces that can be made to represent a loved one, family - something personal in your life. You can also learn about other wonderful products like this one at www.techsavvymama.com.

We're ready!

2010-03-07T04:46:00.000-08:00

I haven't had many complaints lately, nothing worth mentioning. Mentally, I think I'm still trying to recover from all the snow days even though there isn't any snow in our yard now. Having many weeks home and trapped has put us in a continuing mood of laziness. I can't explain it. We come home - put on pjs. Haven't bothered to pick up or clean up much (the house is suffering!). Been behind on laundry (more so than usual) and cleaning the bathroom has taken a backseat (something you can't do with 3 boys using it). Maybe we just have the winter blahs. The weather has been bad so why bother? We use to be motivated so we could get up and out. Not these days. All I can think about is...how many more days until Spring break when we don't have to bother with school or homework or whether there are clean clothes. I'm also thinking of summer....shorts, tshirts and bathing suits. NO COATS! Life takes a turn to simple when summer arrives. The boys live in their bathing suits like they have been living in their fuzzy pjs this winter. My laundry load goes WAY DOWN! Instead of there being a flurry of snow....there is a flurry of activities outside going on in the area. Living in DC, the nations capitol is a wonderful thing in spring and summer. Have metro will travel. There are so many places to explore, discover, and learn about. I can't wait. Last summer we started exploring museums....so many more to cover this summer. Artists to study and recognize at the Art Gallery, learning American History and seeing it first hand at the American History Museum or Archives, a visit to the Capitol. The bottom line is, if you don't want your house to be a mess or want to cook or clean up - keep the kids out of the house! After being snowed in for so long, I'm ready to pack lunches, grab a metro card and head out. Come on spring, we're ready, willing and able!!

Prayers for Haiti

2010-01-14T17:07:00.000-08:00

It's hard to believe that once again, right at or after the Christmas season, we are dealing with another horrible tragedy. As if the tsunami wasn't bad enough but now an earthquake in such a poor country. My heart aches for all those that are there. Despite war and terrorists, when a tragedy such a this happens - it is heartwarming to see so many countries come together in a matter of hours. May all our prayers be heard and that those in Haiti will still hold on to hope and their faith.

The moment

2010-01-10T13:10:00.001-08:00

Just being in the moment is such a rare thing these days. Just having the time to chill and actually enjoy it. Today was a wonderful day at church with a renewal of our baptism. We came home and the kids quickly stripped and put on their pjs (a clothing favorite since the snow). Hubbie got a fire going in the fireplace and we've spent the rest of the day playing magnetic legos, junior scrabble and hungry hungry hippo in front of the fire. Even ate lunch there. Needless to say, I keep losing. It does my heart good to have all 3 boys actually wanting to hangout together and with me in the living room, by the fire, playing games and building all afternoon. Just getting back to the simple things. What a wonderful way to start the new year. Blessings.

Snow madness

2009-12-28T20:19:00.000-08:00

I love snow. I love my children. I love days home. I love all the things I do with my children. But honestly, after having them home now for 10 days because of the blizzard prior to winter break...I think I'm about to break! Every second of every day, they want to do something and continue to ask "what's next"? I don't get it, any other time, they are complaining when I make them go do something. Those extra days home have definitely thrown us all off. Their sleeping and eating schedules are off and my mental well being is OFF! Thankfully, tomorrow sons #2 & #3 are heading off to ice skating camp for the day. All day! Whew! The older one is having a friend over to play hours of Wii....leaving me an entire day of quiet. I'm so excited I don't know if I can contain myself. I know that at the end of the week, I will be moaning about where the time went and I want more time home. No matter how much you love each other, you still need some time apart. Quiet. Peace. Can't wait to snuggle with my boys tomorrow night. I think I'm missing them already!

Resolutions

2009-12-26T19:49:00.001-08:00

When I started this blog, its purpose was for me to vent and write about things off the top of my head. But then after I started writing...nothing was coming to me. Or if they did, by the time I had a chance to write about it, I was too burned out. This year, 2009, was overflowing with challenges. Though in years past, we have been challenged before but for some reason, I feel like so much has been drained from me. All of a sudden, when I enjoyed reading other blogs daily, writing and communicating on my own, I seem to have lost interest. Why? I don't know. Usually when there has been a crisis in the family, the focus has been on one or two things. This past year, it has been on many - money, jobs, kids, school, parents, etc...the list goes on. I think that instead of having all the emotional, physical and mental focus being on something specific, this year it has been scattered among many various things. Stretching my time, energy and brain in too many directions. I decided that it was time to settle back for a while. That it was too much to "pretend" that things were fine and keep up all the activities and involvements. I have kept to my word. Not volunteering as much, stepping back and letting someone else take the reigns for activities and projects. Its hard for me to do these things but I am proud of myself for actually doing so. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted and that I've learned, it's okay to not volunteer or to say no once in a while. I've put a little bit more focus on myself - okay, not alot but a little is better than nothing. Going to much needed dr appts, following up, taking medication. Now 2010 is just around the corner. Wow. What will it bring for me. Well, 2010 will start off slowly but try my very best to include about 20 minutes of exercise in each day. I will wake up each morning and think of one thing positive and write it in my notepad. I will also carry this over to my sons and give each of them a notepad and write something positive to them each day. That is it for my New Year things to accomplish. Keeping them simple, keeping them uncomplicated. If I do well with these, then I will have a back up list to add some a few months down the road. I don't think we should think of all our resolutions the first of the year, but maybe break them down to several times a year - quarterly maybe. Then you could spread them out, not feel so pressured. I like that. The less pressure the better. So on that note, I say, Happy New Year and may whatever resolutions you make at this time, may they be something that gives you a better quality of life and add a little happiness to each day!

Giveaways on Tech Savvy Mama

2009-12-17T04:44:00.000-08:00

Go to www.techsavvymama.com for some amazing holiday giveaways! TechSavvyMama is giving away a HP TouchSmart 600 touchscreen computer. I could certainly use another computer as our old one is going on 6 years old and is now so slow, its like having dial up again! Unfortunately, the economy makes it impossible for us to buy a new one. So we would love a new computer because we need one that is fast, and doesn't take up alot of space and it would work well for my oldest son and his homework! Love TechSavvyMama!

Again?!

2009-09-24T20:28:00.000-07:00

I must be a magnet for parents with bad behavior. Tonight, we decided to eat out at one of our favorite places. It's family night on Thursday so kids eat for really cheap and a clown comes to paint faces and do balloon animals. Our boys love going. So tonight, as it is on many Thursday nights, the second the clown walks in, the children get overly excited and mob the poor clown lady. But she is a trooper and doesn't seem to mind. She gets busy decorating faces and arms, working quite quickly but also maintaining a friendly smile and engaging the children. Now, if you don't want this kind of excitement, just sit back and wait about 15 minutes and let the clown finish her first round of face paintings and all will quiet down. Really, I promise you - it happens. Just give it 15 minutes, then children will disband and all will be quiet again. BUT as we sat there, one overly eager mother with her 2 year old carried her child over the clown. As the other children stood around and did their ooohs and ahhhhhs over the child getting painted, this MOM held her child up, as if he were an offering to the Gods, and said "HEY, there are smaller kids back here waiting to get their face painted too". I couldn't believe it. How rude can one be? The clown, without skipping a beat, looked up and said "yes I know and everyone will get a turn, when its their turn". She then pointed out several children that had been waiting. The woman then picked her kid back up and went back to her seat - she NEVER came back to get her child's face painted, even when no one was waiting anymore. So what was so important? All the children were excited and anxious but willing to wait their turn patiently. Obviously this mom missed that lesson in life. Exactly what lesson was she providing for her child that day? Gee, let's just be obnoxious in front of a bunch of kids and set proper examples on how to be a good human being. Come on people, straighten up - enjoy life a little!

It's only a game!

2009-09-24T20:00:00.000-07:00

It truly freaks me out when I see parents with bad behavior, that these people were blessed with children, that they think they can actually be good parents...what were they thinking? Our family went to the Renaissance Festival a week ago. If you have ever gone, you know that its a grand time of costumes, face paintings and silly moments. You have to love it! We had a blast, the boys couldn't get enough. HOWEVER, some parents seem to come with a different agenda - not to have fun, not to bond with their child, not to even enjoy the moment or fact that they are alive. There are lots of games at this event, most of which require that you shoot something, whether a ball or arrow into a tiny (very tiny) hole a distance from where you are standing. The shooting device that you use, is not calibrated or refined - it is a crudely made wooden or metal object that only requires you to pull a string back and let it go. Where your arrow goes or lands is a total mystery. Yet, one father, standing next to us, as my 3 sons are shooting balls ALL OVER the place and we are laughing and cheering each other on, THIS father felt it necessary to snap at his son (probably age 6). When the "maid" on the other side of the game kindly said to the little boy "don't worry, everyone misses, its just a game", the father quips back "not him". He then snatches the bow out of the kids hand and marches off. The "maid" was quite annoyed and said a few choice words under her breath but still rather loudly. I asked her if this happened often? Her very sad and shocking answer was "yes, all the time". She proceeded to tell me how disturbing it was to her to witness this behavior. It's a GAME people!!! A GAME - you know, what you do to have fun and share with others? Doesn't it make you wonder what will happen to these children as they grow - will they suffer depression, mental illness, smokers, alcoholics, eating disorders? Will they grow up to be bullies like their dad? I just find this so very sad. Though I will say, it made me appreciate my day at the festival with the boys even more and just throw myself into enjoying every moment with them. So while I say "shame on you nasty bully dad", I also say "thanks nasty bully day for making me enjoy my day even more - sorry you missed out".

Girl Happy

2009-08-16T14:06:00.001-07:00

After having a very rough day with news of my friend's passing, a friend pointed out to me (can't believe I forgot) that today's the 25th anniversary of Elvis' passing. All I have to say is with Elvis and Colin together - heaven is really shaking things up! In their honor - I'm watching "Girl Happy". Seems I missed most of the Elvis marathon, but "Girl Happy" is a favorite! If anyone can bring a smile on a day that has lots of tears, listening to Elvis sing and remembering Colin's incredible humor!

Refocus

2009-08-16T07:16:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I was being petty, complaining about ribbons and winnings at the fair. Today life refocused and put into priority. Today I got the email from England that one of my dearest, lifelong and loving friends has passed after a year long struggle of cancer. The loss is enormous,the pain forever deep. Ribbons - what ribbons? I just want Colin back. We met in 1984, on a nude beach (him nude, me not) in Negril, Jamaica. It was a fun filled and forever life changing week. From that week, came over 20 years of friendship and vacations together. I have treasured those vacations with Colin and his amazing wife Jane in my memories as if they were only yesterday. That will never change. Heaven is such a better place now that the funniest, most entertaining guy I've known is there. I now know that I can look forward to my turn for heaven, knowing we will at least be together again. There are no exact words to describe the amazing wit, humor (not always tasteful but it just didn't seem wrong coming from him), driving skills (I would describe it along the lines of "Toad" in the "Wind in the Willows", his love for adventure and always having the time to just be a good friend. Good-bye my sweet, funny, loving, forever friend. The loss of you will change me forever.

What's wrong with me?

2009-08-15T18:15:00.000-07:00

I know that life has its up and downs and all arounds...but sometimes I just can't help myself. This week is fair week. Gosh I love fair week. I have great teenage memories with fair week - mostly my girlfriends and I flirting with roadies. Now I look back and go ACK, what was wrong with me...what was I thinking. Toothless, grimy, lack of character excuses for men. Of course, on the other hand, I'm terribly grateful for roadies because without them, there would be no fair rides to enjoy. That just proves that God has a plan for everyone. But there is another element of the fair that I love...barn exhibits. I love to see the artwork, veggies, and sewing projects that people enter for those ribbons. I was never the one to enter anything as a kid. But now that I have children of my own, the second they turned 5, we were standing in line, filling out forms and all those little tags. Do you know what I'm talking about? If you don't, then you have been spared. Then on Mondays when the barns are opened, all us "stage moms" are rushing to see if our darlings have won any ribbons. Then it happens and again I say, what's wrong with me? I get horribly competitve with myself! How crazy can I make myself collecting artwork from the kids, framing it, tagging it, searching through the fair catalog to see what else I can enter. It's crazy. But this year, I snapped. It's terrible. Now along with art exhibits, we are also decorating toilets. You should have seen my living room - imagine 3 toilets lined up, hot glue gun going, craft crap all over the floor! Why the toilet contest - because my husband, who is a plumber, sponsors the contest. Its quite popular and lots of fun. But it becomes an obsession for me, putting in too much time and thought on the winning entry. The boys are great at coming up with titles and picking out items needed to make their creation. Its wonderful to see their creativity bloom and stretching their minds to think beyond the usual. So what's the problem? It's when the judges pick toilets as the winners that ARE NOT nearly as creative or they just don't "get" the idea behind it. This year, the winning toilet truely deserved first place, Wizard of Oz theme "I'm flushing, flushing.." get it? But I'm sorry - the 3rd place toilet had a recycle theme, covered in newspapers and aluminum cans in the toilet. Now HOW does that compare to my son's "Pottyry" toilet? A toilet covered with broken pottery, potters wheel and clay? Son #1 came up with it all on his own....and he places 12th?? I lost it. I did not totally trash part of my house to come in 12th place. I know, you say, well you are bias because it's your son. That's true. But I looked at all the entries, lots of great and creative entries. But come on....12th? I swear I won't enter again next year....but then again, there is always next year! http://www.besthillservicestoiletcontest.blogspot.com

Getting off the Merry-Go-Round

2009-07-28T19:40:00.000-07:00

There are many things we ponder in life - some good, some bad....and there are the really difficult heartwrenching turn-your-life upside down decisions that need to be made. Maybe I grew up watching far too many "Father Knows Best", "My Three Sons"...not to mention "The Waltons" and "Little House on the Prairie" (all of these were favorites and I can watch reruns for hours). I grew up with this illusion that marriages start off happy and end up being happy. That families stuck by each other, that parents adored their children and always put them first. That being selfish was just a word that described a toddler. I've only started realizing after 40 plus years of life, that all this was some type of fantasy created in my mind. I'm not saying it doesn't happen because I know it does. I've witnessed the love of 50 years of marriage and ultimate sacrifices for children. What I don't understand are the ones who feel, the vows or words they said at the time of their marriage .... well, were just words on a piece of paper.

I have two friends who are struggling with different situations, but the results are the same. Smart, funny, giving, loving women who have given their all for their families and their homes. Yet in return, one receives a lazy and selfish attitude in return - wife and children are at the bottom of priorities. The other, receives constant lies, disrespect, adultry, and emotional hurt upon her child. When I look at these women, women I've gotten to know quite well over the years, I sit back and for the life of me, can't figure out WHY of all people, its happening to them. Not to mention how pissed I am that these men can't SEE for themselves what great women are in their lives.

At times, I just want to scream "JUMP", get off that Merry-go-round...but then before I do, I hestitate and think "WAIT", maybe the merry-go-round will slow down and you will get the brass ring - just give it a chance - it can happen. I want to be the optimist. Maybe the horses will stop going up and down and just stay still for a while, so they can catch their breath. But in the end, I know that these men will never change. They feel their life (meaning just them) is perfect. Why would they want to change. Everyone else should change. Obviously to them, these wonderful women are not doing their part and their children just aren't getting it. It makes me very sad. I can't figure it out. I guess the best I can do is listen and pray. But I'm praying for the merry-go-round to slow down, just enough for the right decisions for these women are made. Do I think they will be happier without their other half - yes, I honestly do. Is it a scary thought - yes, it is. I can't even imagine being where they are right now, when to stay or when to get off or maybe try to grab the brass ring. All I do know, is that despite all they endure, these women, just keep getting stronger, more devoted to their children and family, dedicated to their work, and are just amazing! These vibrant and deserving ladies and ever devoted mothers, deserve the best that life can offer. I hope whatever ups and downs they endure on this merry-go-round of life, will only bring them closer to happiness and peace. They are a testimony to the strength God gave women.

What's it all about?

2009-07-26T20:04:00.000-07:00

Just had my 30th high school reunion. What the ???? How the heck did it get to be the 30th? Its funny to attend these reunions. Is it because we really want to reconnect with people or is it some form of morbid curiosity - who looks old, who is fat, who isn't married....anything, anything at all to make ourselves feel better. For those that don't come to the reunion - is it because they feel they fit one of those categories? That no one will want to see them or remember them? It's interesting to hear from those that don't want to come. Myself, I've been to all except our 5 year. That was just too soon out of high school. I can honestly say I've enjoyed my reunions. I was quite blessed with being reunited with a few friends that were dear to me growing up and then lost touch. Once we connected at the reunion, we've stayed close ever since. By the 20th reunion, classmates really started changing, you either had young children or almost grown. You had other things going on in your life besides status in school or who was friends with who. You were just glad to see people you recognize and that they knew you. Everyone was open and inviting. People that you thought may never have given you the time of day in school, now act like they've always known you. You will also have moments of memories or something that was special to them. I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't be afraid. Really. There will always be someone who is more bald or fat or scared than you. You deserve to go to at least one reunion in a lifetime. You may be surprised at who you know, who knows you and the friendships you may develop for the rest of your life. Try it, you might like it.

Keep them laughing

2009-06-14T06:00:00.000-07:00

Okay, enough is enough. What is it with dying young? Not acceptable, not even imaginable and yet, a terrible fact of life. I know God gets bored in heaven and needs some great people to perk things up from time to time. It's just hard to understand. Good-bye Alex. Your laugh was infectious, your smile contagious, your humor and wit unmatchable...and the list goes on. The years we spent working together will always be a happy memory - especially sharing stories of your daughters and my son together. A Weatherization guru - a senior advisor on anything and everything technical to weatherize your home, a consultant for DOE.

Dirty Dancing forever

2009-06-06T20:19:00.001-07:00

I just have one thing to say (I know, that is a tall order for me) - how can you ever tire of watching "Dirty Dancing". Now I'll be honest, I never learned to dance that way. Even after pouring out a ton of money for a year at Arthur Murray dance studio - dirty dancing was not on the dance card. I have to say, if there is one thing I really miss from my single/no children days is dancing. I use to love to go to the Spanish Ballroom at Glen Echo. Wow, what a time. Then there were the dancing bars located in hotels - no need to go down town when you just headed to the closes hotel. I even loved watching at the country music bars. Those were the days. Maybe that is how I stayed thinner. Of course, now being over weight, knee problems and it doesn't take much to throw my neck out and sleep terrible (side effect from carrying around the twins). Guess that is part of life. But when I become a senior citizen, I do hope I have the enery and breathing capacity to get back to dancing - ALOT! Show them your stuff Baby!

The Love of Music

2009-06-03T18:03:00.000-07:00

If you would like an opportunity to win some amazing music for your music loving dad, go on over to Tech Savvy Mama www.techsavvymama.blogspot.com.

Surviving and Why

2009-05-25T10:25:00.001-07:00

I asked this question often, as the child of an elderly parent who has managed to make all my years of growing up complicated and difficult. Most people say, he's 82, he's a widower, blah blah blah. I thank you for just trying to say something to make me or the situation better. Unfortnately, nothing will work. I often think about a book I might write, even though I'm sure a million have been written already.....but a book on growing up with parents with various mental illnesses (which names were not invented until recent years) and that it means despite all that, you can still grow up to be a good person, law abiding and most of all, a loving and devoted parent. Are there times that I ask....why me? Sure. Doesn't everyone? I could think of worse things, and others have lived far worse lives. So what do you do? You make the best of each day, vent to those caring individuals who will listen and understand, pick yourself up, make someone else happy, give extra hugs and kisses to your kids, and just be happy that you got up, have a roof over your head and can make as little or the most out of your day(s) ahead. No matter how hard another individual tries (and no matter how long) to complicate your life, you have a choice. Either let them or prove to yourself, you can be who and what you want. If you live with any type of torment in your life, hold on to something in your life. Believe in something if you can't believe in yourself. Be there for someone if you can't be there for yourself. Give your life meaning. You count. Don't let anyone tell you differently. God gave us many gifts and internal powers, let him guide you and show you the way. Pray. Believe. Survive.

Dedication to the Mouse

2009-05-23T05:13:00.000-07:00

I was sad to learn that there was another passing of "the mouse". Wayne Allwine, the actor who voiced Mickey Mouse for more than 30 years, has died. He was 62. Allwine joined Disney in 1966 when he took a job in the mail room. He went on to work in the sound effects department and began voicing the company's main mouse in 1977. Allwine was the third man behind Mickey's voice.

Who would have thought, start out as a mail room clerk and end up as THE MICKEY MOUSE! Goes to show you, anything is possible.

"My only hope is that we never lose sight of one thing, that it was all started by a mouse." - Walt Disney

Giveaways and winners

2009-05-08T15:54:00.000-07:00

I hope some of you entered the amazing giveaways. I managed to win the Sees Candy. Don't get me wrong - I LOVE chocolate so that was the perfect win but I'm sure my blood sugar won't thank me. Of course, the digital camera or beautiful jewelry would have been a cool thing to win. Some how, it's the candy that seeks me out. Where it can adhere to me - especially my butt. Why is that? Of all the amazing things on that list to win, I win the candy. I even said that as I was entering the contest....I bet I will win the candy. Regardless....as I have said before, winning giveaways is my new way of shopping. Whether its candy or a really cook birdhouse or beautiful wrapping paper (almost too lovely to use) or a Hannah Montana DVD....I'll take it. It makes me feel special and I LOVE getting packages in the mail. Bring on the giveaways!!

Beautiful Memories

2009-04-29T18:49:00.000-07:00

When I saw this posting on Techsavvymama, I couldn't help but immediately think of my mother and grandmother, who both passed before their time and leaving a void in my life. What a beautiful way to keep a memory close to you. If you would like a chance to win one of these necklaces - go to http://www.techsavvymama.com/ or just go to this sight to read about the jewelry, you may want one for a gift for someone you love or yourself. Thanks again Tech Savvy Mama for sharing.

The Tree of Life Charm is handmade by Mark and Carla Mead of Black Mountain Jewelry Company. The jewelry is made from 100% recycled metals and fair trade gemstones. They also give 5% of each sale to Children’s charities. This collection was designed to help people find strength, feel connected and to celebrate life in a way that becomes possible when you have a tangible talisman, a physical reminder you can touch and be reminded of what touches you. www.blackmountainjewelry.com

Free Fabulous Giveaways

2009-04-25T06:23:00.001-07:00

I follow a bunch of different blogs, some that have fab giveaways from time to time. If you have a few minutes to spare, go to www.techsavvymama.com and check the latest giveaways - must enter by May 6th! I've won a bunch of different things - I like winning stuff - its my new method of shopping!!

Just my luck

2009-04-10T09:24:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted for a while, been run down, coughing, under the weather....thought maybe I could have mono. Nope. Pneumonia. It's springbreak. Must be my luck. Then there was the craziness of trying to get tickets for the Easter Egg Roll at the White House. I tried every 5 minutes, all day long. Even got through to the very end at the checkout several times...when I clicked confirm, did I get a confirmation? No. Did I get tickets? No. What did I get? "Sorry, no tickets available". What kinda crap is that - They say I have tickets, they are checking me out and then - nothing?! What a horrible day and a waste. The White House internet service sucked. Then Holly Madison got booted off Dancing with the Stars early. Just my luck. Okay, I admit, she wasn't very good...not at all. But I still was rooting for her. Now she is gone and I've lost interest in another season. Then there is son #3 who has had strep 3 times in 8 weeks. Dr. says "it happens". Yeah right, just my luck. I think I have spent more time on the phone trying to find a sub to work my hours than anything else this winter season. I'm sure there are some other things that have made this past month less than desirable - just too tired to think of them right now. Taking my guys and nieces to Imagination Stage for the show Heidi this afternoon. Just me and them. Them and me. Them laughing and giggling about EVERYTHING - even if there isn't anything. Me - dreaming of sleeping. But it's spring break, and sitting around not doing anything just doesn't sound fun. So off we go. Even though my luck seems to be in the toilet - and flushed, when I have bursts of energy, I feel quite lucky to have my guys and nieces to spend a wonderful afternoon at the theater, enjoying a great show, eating pizza and listening to all the jokes that preschoolers can possibly makeup....and continue to laugh and giggle at them all!

Dancing with the Stars

2009-03-09T18:56:00.000-07:00

Okay, I am not ashamed to discuss my addiction to reality shows. I think my days are so crazy hazy that watching anything other than mindless TV gets me through the day (note my comments on TV in previous post). So what kind of reality shows do I like or love....well, ones that have captivated me from time to time and on a regular basis (please, no comments and I have no reason why so don't ask) are Jon & Kate plus 8, 18 kids and counting (okay, I like ones with big families), Little People, Big World, Dog the Bounty Hunter (don't even comment!) and lets not leave out "The Girls Next Door". Okay, so now I've let you in on my shame (or enjoyment, depending on how you take it). So where is all this blah blah going....well, another favorite show of mine is Dancing with the Stars. I didn't watch last season because no one interested me. However, the season before I was cheering Marie Osmond big time!! Now the new season started tonight. I wasn't very thrilled with the original line up. BUT THEN, the unthinkable happened, someone got injured and replaced with HOLLY MADISON from "The Girls Next Door". Now I know what you are thinking. Why on earth would I even watch a show about Playboy bunnies and about a woman of 26 sleeping with a man 80???!! I asked myself many times over. First thinking I might need therapy to figure it out. I thought Holly was the biggest idiot alive. Okay, she still might be, but after you watched the show for a while, she grows on you. You may not be able to understand it, but you also start to accept her immense love for Hugh (who she has since broken up with because he wouldn't marry her and couldn't father a baby). Holly is just searching for love, happiness and fulfilment in life - like many of us do on a daily basis. So I am thrilled to say, I will be cheering Holly on this season. Get those phones out, start dialing...Holly, Holly, HOLLY!! (p.s. no I'm not drunk while writing this)

WTH (What the Heck)

2009-03-04T14:14:00.000-08:00

What the heck is with all the depressing shows. I will be the first to admit my serious addiction to Law & Order SVU, House, Americas Most Wanted, Criminal Intent, Cold Cases, The Closer, 48 Hours, Misdiagnosis, Medical Mysteries.....do you see a theme here in my tv hours?? At first it was just fascination for me. Now that I have other worries on my mind such as the economy and whether our lives will be drastically altered because of it all, I find that now instead of fascination, I have obsession! I worry about those who haven't been caught - are they lurking in my neighborhood, will I get a disease that no dr. is smart enough to diagnose (since I doubt a real "House" exsists), what about those poor families who have missing family and can't find out where they are....the list just goes on and on. Now I don't enjoy those programs anymore because I just obsess and add to my stress. On the flip side, when not watching these shows, I'm addicted to reality shows and I think, how come my life isn't interesting enough to make money like these shows??? Guess having twins just isn't. So then I started thinking or rather reminising.....I use to LOVE watching Father knows Best, Blondie and Dagwood (in reruns that is), Happy Days, I Dream of Jeannie, My Favorite Martian, LOVE BOAT (one of my favorites)....you know the shows. You didn't have to worry whether it was rated G or PG or Y or Y7 based on your cable ratings. You didn't have to worry about the language or whether its appropriate, no one gets shot or killed, abducted or ill. So what was so WRONG with those kind of shows? Shows use to be made so that the whole family could sit and watch together, you didn't need to monitor everything. You didn't need to worry if someone wasn't going to eat because you ALWAYS knew that June Clever would be setting the table for a meal. I think during this difficult times, these are the kind of shows that should be making a reappearance. I know they made me really happy and brought many hours of entertainment. Not that I mind watching Hannah Montana or ICarly but wheres the imagination? Maybe I don't see it the same, maybe I'm actually getting old and just don't get it. But you got to admit - the days of Star Trek and Lost in Space were priceless! (yes, I was a big trekkie). So come on TV executives, bring back all these old favorites and someone start making more. There has to be someone creative enough out there where they can create new family materials without relying on someone elses reality or demise. That said....what's your favorite oldie? I'm a huge lover of shows that were in B&W - my top favs are 1. Love Boat , 2. Blondie and Dagwood, 3. Star Trek, Allen & Burns (George Burns and Gracie Allen made an amazing duo), 4. Dick Van Dyke Show, 5. Brady Bunch....and you?

And so it goes

2009-02-15T16:04:00.001-08:00

Today I was feeling overwhelmed with saddest. I'm not sure what brought it on (actually I do). I was sitting in church when I found out a couple I've known at church will be moving back to Atlanta in a few months. But then it made me think of another couple who will be moving back to England in July. Mary and Rob, what a wonderful twosome. Mary and I have done many prayer events together and is someone you feel automatically attached too. So I was sad thinking about their move back. Then I became sad thinking about England and thinking again how I can't afford a trip back to see my dearest friend Colin who has terminal throat cancer. After that thought, it just went down hill. Even though the sermon was upbeat, I couldn't help but miss Colin so much. Then when thinking of Colin, it made me think of my friend Lori that passed from cancer in September at age 44. Do you see the progression of events. One thought automatically led to another. That kind of sadness is so hard to shake. I figured if I went grocery shopping, food would definitely take it off my mind. But then son #3 started complaining about his throat feeling scratchy again and requested a trip to the drs. Off we go.....and again another case of STREP! We have never had strep circling the family like a vulture before!! The dr. said it was probably a very strong strain of bacteria - which happens - and some of the germs lingered, then grew, then tested positive again. Do you think we could win an award for most cases of strep in a short period of time in one family?? Needless to say, that did get my mind off of sadness for awhile and focused on making son #3 feeling better. I wonder if popsicles wil make my sadness better? Worth a try! Tomorrow is a new day and hopefully a better one. I think I'll sit down and write a letter to England, just to let them know I'm thinking of them.

Born in the USA

2009-02-01T06:18:00.000-08:00

Today is Super Bowl and Bruce Springsteen is the headliner for the half-time show. He is also coming in concert to the DC area soon. Boy that really takes me back. I remember in 1983, getting to see the Boss at RFK stadium. I had just spent a week in Jamaica. Upon returning, I brought back with me food poisoning. For 2 days I was laid up, sick as a dog. Of course, everyone at work thought I had partied too hard while on vacation and was now taking sick days. Not the case. On day 2, the phone calls started - do you need your ticket to Bruce Springsteen? Say what? No way, I was going to that concert if I had to go in an ambulance! So on day 2 of my illness, I crawled my way out of bed and along with friends, headed to the metro. Destination - RFK stadium. The metro ride was hell. I was laying in the floor for most of it - too weak to stand. We get to the stadium, luckily, people were in such a party mode and kept moving around, I was able to lay across some chairs to rest. I will say, once Bruce came out and the music started, it was like the illness was moved from my body - we sang, we danced, we loved the Boss. When the evening ended, I was lucky to still have the energy to get back to the metro. Again, laying on the floor of the metro (no seats available). Wow what a night. I can't believe how many people called me to acquire my ticket. But let me just say, as painful as it all was, it was well worth it. I chalked it up to another adventure in life. So as I heard the Boss was playing Super Bowl, I couldn't help but be shot back in time. It was the only time I got to see Bruce but it will always be a fabulous memory.

And by the way, Jamaica was a wild time too - definitely worth the food poisoning too! If it wasn't for Jamaica, I wouldn't have met my dearest and my most wonderful friends Jane and Colin who live in England. After 20 plus years, we are still friends and have shared even more memories on other great vacations together.

Strep again and again

2009-02-01T06:17:00.001-08:00

As if once wasn't enough, now son #2 has it again. Rather, the dr said, it is possible for strep to not go away and another round of meds are required. What is with that? I have called the dr. so many times in the last 2 weeks. It will end soon - right?

Strep again!

2009-01-25T16:24:00.000-08:00

Crap, now son #3 has strep!!! I guess its a waiting game - whether son #1 and my husband get strep next. Guess all this strep just means we're a loving family???

To ponder

2009-01-24T14:32:00.000-08:00

This past week I was approached by sons #2 and #3 skating coach, who happens to coach a competitive junior academy for skaters. She said she has had her eye on son #1, who is usually skating randomly and recklessly while the others take lessons. She wants us to consider, if son #1 has a desire, letting him join. Lots of time on the ice, lots of commitment.....mmmmmm. So maybe in the next few weeks, we'll go when they are practicing and see what is involved. I asked, are you sure that is the son you want? I have 2 others who would be far more enthusiastic! The other 2, are still too young....they want the son #1, I guess they see something I'm currently blind too. Considering son #1 has only had a small amount of formal coaching, in which he was bored and decided to do his own thing. Luckily, our area rink has ranked nationally with their junior league AND the coaching is free....as long as you do the time. This could be an interesting thought - we'll see. There is always something to new to ponder.

Where to start

2009-01-22T07:19:00.000-08:00

Today is mental breakdown day. Simple as that. Today I took a mental health day off from working at the preschool. I had to go in yesterday because I couldn't find a sub and I'm still trying to recover from strep (not bouncing back like son #2). Today I have a sub, I'm sitting in a quiet house ALONE! Of course, it's almost 10:30 a.m. and I haven't started one thing but check facebook and blog but I needed to clear my head. All kids are staying at school late today so I have time...at least so I think. It will be 3 p.m. before I know it, day over. Strep really kicked my butt. Doesn't life just suck sometimes? So I'm trying to think of a few positive things to get me going....I guess the first thing is, I got up and I have improved from the last few days. That the kids were all well enough to go to school. Our new President is in office. I actually have food in the frig. My computer and internet is working. I might even watch a movie while folding several loads of laundry today.....hey, my day isn't starting off that bad after all. I probably won't get half of what I set out to do done, but then there is always tomorrow.

“Success is going from failure to failure without losing your enthusiasm.”- Winston Churchill

Inauguration Day

2009-01-20T09:48:00.000-08:00

When major events happen in the world, people always try to remember where they were or what they were doing when the event took place. I know I won't forget where I was or what was happening on such an important day. Son #2 and myself have strep throat - REALLY bad. I had so many things planned to celebrate today, alas, we are laid out on the couch wishing we could eat but can't bear the pain. Son #1 is busy hanging streamers all over the basement/family room as we watch the inauguration on TV. I didn't get a chance to get our Inauguration t-shirts or make my red, white and blue food BUT there is always tomorrow. We'll keep the streamers up for a few weeks since President's Day is in just a few weeks and we can do red, white and blue food for that day.

Happy 80th Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.

2009-01-19T06:58:00.000-08:00

Rev. Martin Luther King would have been 80. I sometimes try to imagine what else he could have accomplished if his life had not been cut short. But from his short life, came many great things. He gave others the strength to stand up for injustice, believe in the rights given to us as an American and that we can be friends with everyone. It is not what is on the outside of our bodies but the inside that makes the person. Last night, at a wonderful church service honoring Rev. King, the amazing Bishop Forrest Stith, read us a poem that has been showing up across the internet. In case you haven't heard it yet, though only a few words, it makes a very strong point.

Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther King Jr. could walk.
Martin Luther King Jr. walked so Barrack Obama could run.
Barrack Obama ran so children can fly.

http://www.asburyumcdc.org/pastoralstaff.htm#stith

5 Minute Rule

2009-01-17T16:42:00.000-08:00

The 5 minute rule is my latest note to self. It seems this week I'm on the fast track of being notably insane. So why the 5 minute rule? It's those last few minutes, that in hindsite, if you had just done something different, you would be FAR LESS irritated. Today I discharged my father from the rehab/nursing home where he has been for the last 3 weeks. Packed everything, drove him to pick out new glasses (which had broken and had no backup), then to lunch, then to the grocery store and then back home. A home that while he was away, my sister and I cleaned up, did all the laundry, threw out about 15 bags of trash and 38 phone books (yes, 38!). After 5 hours of being on the best behavior (talking about me that is), I decided to take those last 5 minutes to have a "wrap-up" conversation with my father. Should I have left? YES! But no, I sat there to say, "dad, we'll be checking in and whatever you need, we will go get for you or take you". I think that was a pretty nice thing to say.

Okay, back up a life time and let me just say at this point, my father and I have a VERY STRAINED relationship. He is a very angry, unhappy, arrogant individual. No, it has nothing to do with him being 82 - he has been this way all his life, at least since I have known him. My sister and I do what we feel is the "right" thing to do and care for him the best we can to make sure he has a good quality of life. But it's not easy. Back to the story -

He proceeds to tell me how he will drive - even without his glasses - that he doesn't care what anyone says (which he never does), even though we still have his keys - he has others we don't know about and he will do what he wants. That's an abbreviated version and on a much nicer level than what I dealt with at the moment. So I snapped, which he can make me do so easily - though I was doing so well until that moment. After an exchange of words, I proceed to tell him that we DO CARE that is why we do all this stuff, we never said he couldn't have his keys or drive again, just not until he gets his glasses, the temps are below freezing and for health reasons, best he stay inside. You would think after spending 3 weeks in rehab, which he hated, and they spent alot of time pointed out his weaknesses and where and how he should be most careful, that he would take heed. I mean, why would you willfully do the things they say you shouldn't, risk injuring yourself and end up back in rehab for a REALLY long time????? So the next time you have a chance to keep going - don't stop - don't pass Go - don't collect $200, just remember, those last 5 minutes are the most dangerous - get while the getting is good! I will definitely keep that in the front of mind the next time!

Dreams can come true!

2009-01-16T19:27:00.000-08:00

Can't help it, I'm excited. For the last 4 weeks, a well-known artist, Jason Swain, has been painting a portrait of President-elect Obama at son #1's school. He was commissioned by someone (still an unknown) to paint this portrait as a gift to the future President. Today was the last day, portrait finished, news crews there, Congressman Chris Van Holland there, all 3rd, 4th and 5th graders there - quite the excitement. The finishing touch was when the artist allowed the children there to sign their name on a canvas to be attached to the back of the portrait. Amazing to think, their signatures could actually be hanging in the White House! What struck me was, it was only a month or so ago that son #1 asked me "mom, do you think I could become President someday". I said "of course". Well, even if he doesn't fulfill this dream (or it changes), at least his signature will make it to the White House! Dreams can come true in one form or another!

Not a problem

2009-01-15T16:12:00.000-08:00

As if I haven't had a lot on my plate lately BUT after playing phone tag for 3 days with my son's dr to get a prescription refilled, she finally wrote me the prescription. I pick it up - not a problem. Headed off to the drive-thru CVS Pharmacy down the street from my house - not a problem. Drop off the prescription and head home, pick up prescription in the morning - not a problem. A block from home pharmacy calls, they don't have the dosage the dr prescribed in stock - PROBLEM. They can order it BUT with the weekend ahead of us and Monday and Tuesday being a holiday, it wouldn't be here until Wednesday or Thursday - PROBLEM. Now I drive back to the pharmacy to pick up the written prescription (it's 8:00 p.m.), then drive to another nearby drive-thru pharmacy, again not in stock - PROBLEM. Of course, from the time I turned around by my house to head back for the prescription, I was on the phone with Giant pharmacy to see if they had the meds but was kept on hold until 2 drive-thru pharmacies and when I actually arrived in the Giant parking lot. And NO, they didn't have the meds either - PROBLEM. Next day, I had gone to 3 pharmacies, called about a dozen variety of pharmacies in the area and NO ONE carries said dosage and need to special order - PROBLEM. So what's a mother to do....but call the dr. back and request she write a prescription in a smaller dosage but with more quantity. Of course, the prescription writing dr. was not in so I had to have them track down another dr. willing to do me this favor - PROBLEM. All I wanted was to get a prescription filled. Living in an area with a pharmacy on every corner and yet, no one to fill it. Finally, I got the new prescription yet when I find a pharmacy who had the dosage and is convenient, yes they have the right dosage in stock BUT not enough pills but are willing to give me what they have and order the rest. Whew - what does it take to get drugs these days?

Happy Birthday Elvis!

2009-01-08T17:52:00.000-08:00

Today will always be remembered as the day Elvis was born - the King of Rock and Roll. January is birthday to many great individuals, especially my incredibly talented, beautiful and loving niece Juliet (sorry - can't help it). Happy Birthday to our dear little friend Shelby who just turned double-digits like Austin. Happy Birthday to my friend Carol, who is a great philosopher and an amazing boy momma, who's love for her boys always touch my heart. Happy Birthday to a great leader, Martin Luther King who led our world in a new direction, gave meaning to the word peace and made us all think a little bit kinder of everyone (at least I hope he did).

Just Milk

2009-01-07T15:01:00.000-08:00

Okay, its been a crappy day. I was trying to think positive, especially after posting about Guerrilla Goodness BUT when you've been hoping for a REALLY long time that it would finally snow ALOT and its again RAINING, then the rest of the day went downhill. Is it possible for a whole bunch of 2 year olds to get up on the wrong side of the bed on the SAME DAY? Well, after today I can honestly tell you YES. We've had a wonderful year so far in our preschool class - really - but then today happened. When finally it was time to escape and go home, I'm informed that son #3 may have pink-eye. Okay, so much for curling up on the couch and relaxing before retrieving son #1 from school. Then there was the trip to Trader Joe's after the dr. appt. with sons #1, #2, #3....I was so irritated when leaving, I was hoping for the crazy shopping cart lady that is sometimes there to add to my day (Joan, I was looking out for her). But then son #1, decides to NOT listen for the 100th time since arriving at Trader Joes and drops a gallon of milk (which is the reason for going to TJs)in the parking lot and it rolls under the van (amazingly, did not break). As I'm feeling the veins in my neck bulge and crazed behavior consumes my body - I begin to yell. I swear I try hard not to do this at my sons - mainly, make them feel horrible. So it was a pissy day. Most of all, now I feel pissy at myself. I made son #1 feel horrible over something as stupid as milk. Just milk. Why couldn't I just suck it back in and ignore all the annoyances of the day. No, I let them pile up and took it out on someone who only has kindness in his heart at all times. So I slap myself and try to put this incident in my twisted up brain as a major lesson learned. What is the lesson? When things seem so bad, remember - it's just milk. Nothing more. Just milk. Now to apologize to son #1 and explain to him that his twisted brain mommy isn't perfect by a long stretch, but at least she is willing to admit it. Hope that counts for something. Peace.

Guerrilla Goodness

2009-01-04T15:11:00.001-08:00

How to start the New Year? Just two words - Guerilla Goodness. I want to share a blog that I find very inspiring. "Kindness Girl" believes that random acts of kindness can change the world - isn't that a beautiful sentiment! From this belief was born "Guerrilla Goodness" - her name for random acts of kindness. Her ideas and how she involves all 4 of her children and friends is touching and makes you stop and think how even the smallest of deeds, taking just a few moments out of our hectic and never ending days, can probably make a huge difference to someone out there in the world. Considering the economy and all the stress many Americans are dealing with daily - wouldn't an act of kindness make your day? Below is one act that I found very touching - to remember someone and give meaning to their life. My New Year's resolution is to make "Guerilla Goodness" a focus this year for myself and family. I've included the link to all the "Guerilla Goodness" that Kindness Girl acted upon this past year - read through them, maybe it will help you to create your own acts of kindness (thank you Kindness Girl). http://www.kindnessgirl.com/ (then click on the picture under Guerrilla Goodness on the sidebar)

Borrowed from Kindness Girl: Kindness invaded Carytown and other stops around Richmond yesterday. Courtesy and in honor of a dear friend who passed away 2 years ago. I sometimes believe this girl might have packed a whole lifetime of living in 25 short years, and then I start to imagine what her next 60 could have been. She gave me the honor of walking the journey to her death, which was really when we became friends. So every birthday, and the day of her passing I do something I think she would have totally dug, things I wish we could have done together…So this anniversary it was Starbucks love, my girl LOVED some starbucks. Even worked there for a stint. I knew we had to spread some coffee/tea love…We (my whole crew) decided to jump in the car and leave gift cards all over the city. We left them on bus benches, the mirror at World of Mirth (josiah’s idea), public bathrooms, one of her favorite books at the bookstore, parks, telephone polls…etc. It was totally exhilarating as guerrillaness always is, we drove around like crazy seeing if we could catch someone looking or taking. If you are feeling the kindness and coffee love this morning, pick up a card (we did $5 cards) and leave it in a public place with a note of who or what you are honoring today…maybe the finder will do the same.

Amazingly, right before Christmas I received an unexpected act of kindness when struggling with a bad cold, father in the hospital, a million things still not done for Christmas and a whole bunch of other stressful stuff going on, a friend who I only hear from like twice a year, sent a Starbucks gift card with her Christmas card thanking me for something I did for her several years ago! It brought me back to reality of how much I had to be thankful for and all the bad stuff will eventually pass. Happy New Year and Guerrilla Goodness to Everyone!

Have you received an act of kindness in the past? Have one that you did to share? PLEASE share your story - no matter how small, if it made you feel good, its worth mentioning. Just click on "Comments" after this entry and share. You can also click on comments anytime to read what others have shared.

Welcome

2009-01-03T17:26:00.000-08:00

AS if I don't have other things to do, my New Year started off wanting to start a new blog. The other one was suppose to be just about ordinary day to day things of life but after 6 months, it's quite obvious that its a blog about the KIDS! Don't get me wrong, I LOVE talking about my kids because I adore and love every inch of their overly energetic selves. How could you not adore such sweetness....but before it becomes "here she goes again", that is where it ends. My friend Joan has a fab site called Mothers on the Brink where she is able to vent and give her opinions without being interrupted - I love it. She inspired me to attempt to blog about stuff that isn't kid related. Okay, they will be mentioned occassionally. So now to the title. Well, if you have known me for a long time, I always had a passion for Elvis - my first love. Actually saw him in concert when I was 16. My other passion for many years before the children were born were Corgis. Corgis are dogs. Amazing, wonderful, loyal and loving animals. My uncle had one as a child, then he raised and breeded them which meant everyone in the family got a one as a puppy. Now how do Elvis and Corgis go together? WELL, it just so happens that in Elvis' movie, Blue Hawaii, there is a corgi in the film. It was amazing to me that my two passions, Elvis and Corgis were actually in the same movie together - how lucky is that! So basically I need an outlet to vent, think and ponder life in general. Hence the subtitle - Random Ramblings. There is no theme to this blog - at least not yet so for now, whatever happens to pop into my head on any given day, I'll just write about it. Hopefully it will be somewhat interesting, maybe you will check in to read it from time to time. It is just something that will evolve as time goes on. Happy New Year!

(oops, my friend Evi pointed out that I didn't mention that the Queen of England has corgis and that England IS my favorite place to vacation. Thanks Evi!)