Sunday, June 7, 2009

Just love those visits!

Here it is - the end of another fabulous weekend (not that it's relevant to us.... builders and Realtors don't get weekends). We had a great time, I showed mountain property all day Saturday while George rode dirt bikes with Dane and Forrest. No doubt they had more fun than I did, but mine may be more productive.


I think we were supposed to go on a motorcycle ride this morning, but I didn't want to go because I had other plans for the afternoon. Once I got the laundry started and well underway, and the basic cleaning done, I got ready to go visit that beautiful baby!


Here are the pics, in no particular order, for your viewing pleasure!


Crystal and her new little princess, with Auntie Amanda looking on...
Here's the proud mama and her

I waited a long time for little miss sleepy head to wake up for pictures!

Auntie Amanda didn't want to wait, she'll take a sleeping baby too!

Back to little sleepy princess again



and look who woke up! Crystal was just getting ready to feed her before she and Joe went to a barbeque (Joe missed all the pictures today, he was out working in the yard with a power washer so I didn't want to get wet.









Saturday, May 30, 2009

Day One for Austin

This is day one in the life of Austin DiFabio. It was eventful for her, but still wonderful. Remember that she was born shortly after midnight, so until right after midnight of Friday, it's still day one. I'm adding Friday too, just because.
I went home Thursday after the birth, it was about 4 when I posted the original pictures, then I went to bed. I woke up at the normal time (kids at home still) and went through the morning, drinking coffee and watching the news. I got a call from Joe at about 9 wondering when I would be down because he wanted to get some stuff done. After I got whatever small work related stuff done that I could, I ran right down and hung out. I took pictures then, but Crystal still wasn't in much of a picture mood. I had forgotten that its only been 12 hours or less since she went through the birth process, so not wanting to be in pictures wasn't a surprise. I took some great pictures of Austin, but no Crystal pics. The Crystal pics were on Friday, also on this post.

Here you go! This is Joe, day one, after he got back from taking a shower at home! Doesn't he look bright eyed and bushy tailed,after what he went through a few hours earlier?
Here is Uncle Dane holding his new niece. He's a good Uncle, even if he will make her irritable and mean.....lol.....
Aawwww...... Here's me and my baby! This is the most beautiful baby ever. I am an expert witness and have no bias or prejudice whatsoever.....lol.....

Here is our precious girl, in her little 'bin'.

This just saves me from writing everything down.


Here is Crystal and J, in the mood for photos! woo hoo!

Crystal, in a much better mood today! Must have gotten some rest! yay!

and here is Princess Austin, in her little malibu tanning bed, (Crystal said it looked like an aquarium at night) with her hip and cool baby Ray-Bans on! Talk to Crystal or Joe about the bilirubin issues. I think that all babies have an issue, but it needed dealt with.

and here is an amazing picture of mommy and baby. Kindly disregard the velcro stuck to her head. It's to hold the totally hip and cool baby Ray-Ban bililight glasses on!

...and just before I came down yesterday, I got a text message from Joe that said (and I'm paraphrasing here) ....wow, my moms here!

I guess the story behind this visit, from what I've heard (and you girls probably know better) is that late Thursday night, after watching Crystal pass out after getting up, and watching baby Austin turn blue and need the nurse, Joe was a bit overwhelmed with the responsibility for all of this. I guess he called his mom and 'vented' a bit, and next morning - here she is! When I talked to Crystal about it she said that according to Murph, don't underestimate a German woman, she will do things like this (paraphrased). I told Crystal that I disagreed with that explanation and pointed out that 30 years ago, more or less, she was in the same position that you are right now, giving birth to her 'baby boy' that just coached you through your labor, and now her baby is in pain, and really scared. You may not get this right now, but you'll come running too. I get it. Carol gets it. Anne and Laura get it already, and Crystal may by now ..... Nothing will separate a mom from her cubs. I'm pretty sure that is a 'forever' thing too.

Yay moms!

Welcome to the world Miss Austin!

It's been a while since I've posted so this might get long, but it's not like I haven't been posting at all. I post to the new construction site like every night, and I just get tired doing it.

The big news of the year,though, is the arrival of little Miss Austin! Austin Mackenzie Di Fabio was born bright and early (actually still the middle of the night) Thursday, May 28th. 12:43 was the actual time she showed up, but Crystal had been laboring since midnight the night before. She endured 6+ hours of what they now call 'active labor' and in my day it was called 'hard labor' I think for a good reason.

This is where it all happened. Memorial Hospital North, Colorado Springs, Colorado.

This is Crystal, early in the day, still pretty darned happy, with her day nurse Brandi. I guess her water broke (sortof) late Tuesday night, but they didn't go into the hospital until 7ish in the morning.

The nurses thought that walking around might help speed things up, so that's what we did!

The view from the windows in the hospital went right out over the Air Force Academy and it was graduation day! We got a show from the Thunderbirds who did their fly-by after VP Biden gave the commencement address. Little Miss Austin chose an exciting day to come into the world!

Lots of people came to greet Austin into the world, but as all of the moms reading this will attest, the baby doesn't just show up, there's a lot of pain between now and then. THis is the fun part. Soon-to-be dad, Joe, being a dork and using the bed well.....

This is Adam, Dane and Tadd playing with Morgan on the floor. Here is Amanda, George, Dane and Adam just waiting with everybody else.
This is Crystal and Morgan. He didn't quite know what to think of the hospital stuff, having just gotten out of the hospital a few weeks ago with the rotavirus. A bit scary I think.

Morgan tried really hard to wait for his new cousin to be born but couldn't make it much past 4. They eventually packed it in around 6 and went home. No baby yet.

The picture you just looked at with Morgan in it is the same time as this one was taken. I just turned my head. Crystal is getting to be more 'uncomfortable' by now, but not awful yet.


It was heartbreaking to watch your child endure such a nightmare, but knowing the end result helped. Those of us who have had kids know that 'this too shall pass...' but that's small consolation when you can see that agonizing pain in her eyes for hours on end. As heartbreaking as it was to watch Crystal, though, watching Joe was nearly as bad. He was soooo helpless to fix her pain, and it got to him a few times. I worried in the beginning of the labor process that he wouldn't be up to the task of coaching. I'm pretty sure that when he looks at Crystal he sees somebody so capable, and so strong, that for him to tell her how to do this very basic and very fundamental thing would be almost insulting to her. When she was heavily into the throes of hard labor, and her eyes were rolling back in her head with an out of her mind look, he somehow realized how much she needed him and stepped up to the plate. He was a real trooper through it all, because he had to keep coaching her even though it was tearing him up inside to watch.

I didn't post any pictures of the labor or delivery, for obvious reasons, but these are the ones taken right after the birth. Mom is getting finished with the docs, so baby Austin got passed around the room a bit.
Here is J, hold baby Austin. Quite a traumatic evening for J, which is a whole other blog!
Here is the (clearly) proud papa, holding his new baby girl.
This is right after they got done working on Crystal, and Joe gave baby Austin back to her. Not her best picture maybe, but possibly her best moment..... :-)

... and before everybody left for the evening, one parting shot with the doctor, Crystal, and Joe. I tried to get baby Austin in the picture, but through clenched teeth, Crystal said "just take the *^#@ picture....." I think someody was a bit exhausted???

and this is what I watched just before I left at approximately 3. Joe is snoozing, Crystal is snoozing, the doc is gone, the nurse is about to save Austin from rolling off of her sleepy dad, but she is wide awake and taking in her new world! What a little doll she is!Quite an evening.......

Friday, April 24, 2009

Friday night, and all's well.

It's hard to believe another week has come and gone! Wow.... where does it go? It was a crazy busy week for me. I had an article to finish for the magazine, work on new contracts for the office, take care of the usual stuff, and my back really hurt. We did take Wednesday and drive to Grand Junction, but that involved sitting in the car all day so it wasn't really like a 'treat'. The company was great, and we accomplished what we set out to do, so mission accomplished.

Last night while Dane was at karate, we went to the Ute and played trivia for an hour. Thursday night is trivia night, and lot of our friends are there. It was a lot of fun.

Dane is over at Tate's house for his 13th birthday party. A sleepover for a bunch of 13 year old boys. Oh boy, how fun! We took that opportunity to go to a movie. If you haven't seen 'Knowing' yet, go see it. It was an awesome movie. I don't want to go into it in case any of you plan to see it, but after it's not on any more, I will share my opinions. Count on it.

More to come later, but I spend so much time blogging about the construction project that I am pooped by the time I get to this blog - which sadly is my favorite. I should do this one first.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

yeah - its been a while!

It's Saturday night in Woodland Park, and all is well. It's snowing still, and we were supposed to go to a benefit auction tonight but I just couldn't bring myself to go. I've not felt terrific all day, mostly because of my back, but sometimes it just gets so bad I want to just sit....
We're working hard on the new house project (see: http://www.uppertwinrockshome.blogspot.com/)

and it's coming along well.
Dane is doing well in school, and getting ready for baseball season to start. Overall, he's 12, that should be enough said......

My business is picking up, but it's picking up from so far down that it still has a while to go to become 'good'. It'll come though, I'm confident. If not, the construction keeps us going. George has another 'looker' (that's somebody who stops by a work in progress, admires it, and says they'll call ...... yeah, sure you will......) that called and wants him to build their home. I guess when you build a better mousetrap.....

My back issue is about the same. It seems to show signs of improvement, then I have days like today. It's been going on for so long that I was thinking I would have to learn to live with it. Then it got so back that I didn't think I could. I went to the doc (Crystal was the prodding for that one) who took x-rays and showed me my smushed disc - which is no doubt the technical term. (see below - the one right above my hip bone) We don't know if it's ruptured or otherwise damaged without an expensive MRI, but the 'smushed' part is pretty obvious. It's also obvious what my pain is from. He suggested an inversion table, which is probably the coolest thing since disposable diapers. I hang upside down for less than a minute and I can feel this little 'pop' in my lower back, and then I can walk upright for a few hours without pain. Yay.
Tax season is winding down, and I've put together my extension list, finished up most of the ones underway, and will give the late folks a few more days before they get an automatic extension. Do you suppose sitting in my chair in front of the computer screen all day helps my back..? ha ha ha ha ha
George and I are planning a trip to the western slope next week to look at a different boat. We love our cabin cruiser, but are looking for one just a little bit newer and maybe a foot or so bigger. If we get too big we can't drag it down the road. The shopping process is quite lengthy, and we're just starting, but we thought we'd start with the close-by boats, and save the ones in Minnesota, Missouri, and Texas for later. We searched for one that met our description within 500 miles of our home, and there was one. One. Can you believe it? Anyway... that's the one we will go to see. I'll keep you posted on that one.
Otherwise, our number one grandson is doing fabulous, and our number one granddaughter is nearly done cooking! Yay! Here is Morgan at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo last week. The hippos were his favorite part!
and here's Crystal and Joe with our number one granddaughter last week at their house (so far she is: Baby One - an interesting, yet unique name). Joe still has her on the run belly-wise, but I'll bet she catches him real soon!


I am so excited for Crystal and Joe! I caught part of 'Cheaper by the Dozen - Part 2' this afternoon, when the daughter had her baby, and I just sat and bawled. I can only imagine... I'll try not to embarrass anybody, but no promises. It's just such a big deal.






Well, I will sign off for now. Talk to you later!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Am I troubled?

Well another day has come and gone. It's late, and I just got my e-mail responding nearly done (I'll finish the rest tomorrow). Morgan went back to his house. Heather is well enough to chase him around. It's sad not to have him here, I can put away the potty chair, and the cat can come out of hiding, but it's still sad. On a positive note, I can get work done now! :)

George and I went out to a Chamber function tonight. Hundreds of people go to these, they have them every month, and we rarely miss them. We were talking to a friend of ours while we were there, which isn't unusual, we really know everybody there (I love small town life). Anyway..... I got into a conversation with him about some trivial thing, and mentioned that I thought about his wife when I did this thing. (I used her name of course, but in case you know them.....) He said 'oh, I guess you haven't heard', then a long pause....... (not typically good news)

It seems that they split up a few months ago. Sad.... Really sad because I liked these guys. They have been together since college, and raised 3 grown kids. They're our age. Of course it's none of my business, but you know I had to ask. He said it was mostly his idea, but really pretty mutual. They just grew apart. I guess it happens. I have no moral high ground to stand on, but I did question his decision. 'Really?.......' I said, 'after all this time?.......' wasn't there anything that you could do? He said he had been thinking about it for a while, and just didn't want to spend the rest of his life like that. I mentioned that they seemed so happy when we spent days at the lake (which we did often), and he said that was one of his big reasons for the split. He said he wanted what we have. wow...

He said that he never realized his bad his relationship was until one by one, his kids moved away and it was just the two of them, and they realized that they had nothing left. He wanted to be married to his best friend too. Somebody to play with, and travel with, and work with, and grow old with. Well, you get it....

So I sit here contemplating the whole issue (sort of watching SciFi, too) and try to decide if I feel bad because in a weird sort of way I feel like we caused his breakup, or do I feel sad because my friends are hurting, or do I feel happy that we're kind of a role model?.......

I lived in a relationship that would have had to improve immensely to be considered 'hell'. I endured pain that I'd never felt before, pain I thought I could not survive, and pain I prayed to God to never feel again, (see future blogs.....) and somehow in that mess learned what I wanted in a relationship - and now I have it.

I think I'll just feel lucky.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Just a quick update

Wow, has it really been over a month since I've written? It's hard to believe, but I do. I read the blog entries every morning, and I tell myself that I will take a minute to write what's up, but then I get busy..... Later on in the evening, I get carried away working and promise myself that I will take a minute, then I get busy.....

I see a pattern...


So, the quick update for you. Dane's basketball season is over. They weren't on the top or the bottom of the heap, but he really improved this season and we look forward to next. Baseball is signing up next week, which we really love. Dad plays too, so twice a week, every week, I sit in the bleachers and cheer. Sometimes Morgan comes with Grandma to cheer for 'Uncle Dane' and 'Grandpa'. Pics to follow, no doubt.


I got to hang out with the best part of my life (my family) last week, for Tadd's birthday. That's always fun. Here's a couple of the photos for you to enjoy....






















and here's Crystal and Joe, obviously sitting right next to me with the camera - oh well, it's a great picture anyway.



It was really cute watching Uncle Tadd and Morgan coloring. Morgan was so engrossed in his efforts.
















I'll write more soon, and I'll include more pictures.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Well here it is the end of the first week in February...... wow...... did you know that 2009 is more than 1/12th over already? In real life it's actually a little over 10%, which is scary, because we're still recuperating from New Years Eve. Anyway, my reason for pointing to the calendar is to acknowledge that I have been a very bad girl with regard to my posts. Anne makes me seem like such a slacker..... I promise to try to do better. Oops.... did I just say that..... to quote a favorite saying of mine....

"Do.... or do not......, there is no try"

What I meant to say is I WILL do better. :)

So.... who wants to guess what happened in my life this week? Nobody? Come on, somebody give it a shot....... Give up? It's probably a good idea, because you'd never get it.

Here's the fun local stuff. I got to have lunch with Crystal this week! I was complaining to her that I have no 'belly' pictures, and with her being very pregnant with my favorite granddaughter, and as much as I am loving watching my baby have a baby, I had no picture!!! I decided that the only remedy was to take my own, so I did. It's at the bottom of this post. I compromised and allowed clothes, but it's still a belly picture. While Crystal and I were eating lunch, Sheila called and then stopped by while we were finishing. Everything seems to be going well for her, and she sure looked happy! She is selling Lia Sophia jewelry now, which may just be her thing. Crystal and I talked for hours (which is nothing new.... lol) about everything, but I couldn't sit and talk about the good stuff (wait for it....)

Dane had another basketball game this morning. They lost again, but by a smaller margin, which I suppose means 'improvement'. I sure miss Crystal coaching - his coach is.... well,..... shall we say 'less than enthusiastic'. There's still a lot of games, so we keep our fingers crossed. Dad couldn't come with me. He had to finish a job because it's supposed to snow by Monday. drat. I was really enjoying May in February. Dane may be spending the night with one of his new derelict friends so maybe Dad and I can go out and play tonight! woo hoo! Oh shoot.... I forgot that we're supposed to go to Deb and Toby's house for a dinner party. shoot.

Amanda is so much better now that you hardly recognize her. I am so impressed by her progress and the work she has done. Congrats, though she doesn't read these......

Morgan came over to visit me yesterday. I could go on for hours about that, but wont. Call me and I'll ramble on for hours.

Here's the fun part......

Deb is the only one who will say 'wow.... cool!' to this, but here goes. I graduated from HS in 1977. Seems like a long time ago, but...... well..... it was a long time ago. Shortly after I graduated I took a job in Colo Spgs and moved away. Shortly after that, Crystal and Tadd came into my life and nothing has been the same since!

Cut to the chase.. I never saw 99% of those people ever again. One dork I remember moved up here and cleaned carpets. Another dork I ran into at an engineers office. I never saw my friends again though. I think we had a reunion, but I was married to butt-head at the time so didnt get to visit with anybody there and as soon as he got bored we left (10 minutes?). I had been looking for my best friend for most of those 30 years, but couldn't find her. I googled, but didn't know her last name (married). I searched the social sites, Facebook, MySpace etc., for the age group but no luck. I searched Classmates, but no luck....... sad....isn't it?

Anyway, I got an e-mail day before yesterday from somebody I didn't recognize, but when I opened it and read it I just sat with my mouth hanging open! It said something like this..... "Is this you? I've been looking for you..... It's me... Keli" wwhhhhooooooaaaaa........

When I told George about it he asked if Keli was a good friend of mine. I don't even know how to answer that one. Think Morgan and Jessica..... Think Crystal and J...... Think Spongebob and Patrick...... no, scratch that one, too weird. Call Deb, she'll tell you. During Jr Hi and High school when one of our parents couldn't find their kid in the middle of the night, you would hear the phone ring, and a parent say (either my mom or hers) "I don't know, I'll go check her bed" because we'd be sleeping with our other half. We both had main level bedrooms and just crawled in and out. It was a different world then, kids.... don't try this any more.... us parents worry a lot more than apparently ours did.

I knew that after she graduated from college she went to work on the oil rigs in the gulf, and she's is still there. She married, and had kids, and her kids and step kids are grown but no grand kids yet.

I have a dilemma though, and it's this....... How do you catch up on 30 years? Do I bring down my lifetime of scrapbooks? Do I bring a video? (I don't have one, so that one will be tough) Hhhmmm...... I wish I could just do a Vulcan Mind Meld.... Who knows though... Maybe she won't even like me any more. After all, maybe I'm not a dork any more. Worse yet, maybe I'm still a dork and she's not. I've always considered myself to be pretty intelligent - in a relative sense - compared to a lot of people, but Keli is creepy smart compared to me. She's probably way too cool for me. I get to see her in a little more than a week, woo hoo! I am so stoked! I should just send poor George skiing or something, because he will just sit there and never get a word in! She sent me her family's holiday letter, and as I read it I thought to myself ..... wow, this sounds like something I would have written, so..... apparently we are still alike. I am hopeful.

I've made this post long enough for now. I'll write more later... promise. Until then, ttfn!

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Back from the ...... dead?

Good morning! Aahh..... Sunday morning. My favorite. A typical Sunday morning involves terrific coffee, special breakfast (still special, even though I get to cook it) and sitting with the love of my life watching Meet the Press and Chris Matthews. Can it get better?


I talked to a friend of mine last week about some political stuff, exactly what I don't recall right now, but it's irrelevant anyway because it isn't the reason for this comment. The comment is that I saw a segment on Chris Matthews or MTP (Meet the Press) that related to her issue. She cringed - visibly - when I mentioned their comments, which I thought was a weird reaction. She explained that she avoids all of 'those shows' because all they do is argue. What an interesting comment.... I suppose that I hadn't considered that before, but since she said it I decided that her reason for not liking those shows is precisely the reason that I appreciate them. I certainly don't like argueing but I don't think that they do. I see it as a free exchange of opinions, typically differing opinions, with no resolution - just banter. I pick and choose through their comments, secretly thinking to myself that their opinion has no basis in fact, or that their opinion is a point of view that I hadn't seen and is now my personal point of view. I have used - as a method of deciding issues - to listen to all of the information available and choose one way or the other. There are occasions, the economic bailout (the topic on MTP right now) for instance, where every time I hear more information, typically because it twists and turns every time I hear it, I get more irritated. Perhaps because of my extensive accounting background I 'get it' more than most.

I wish I could just ramble on here about how irritated I am at this guy being interviewed right now, and I'm not irritated because he's on TV, or because he's not smart (he appears to be), or because he seems to be bickering with David Gregory (which is just silly). He irritates me for the same reason that most politicians irritate me. He subscirbes to the theory in this country that if you just tell people what you want them to believe they will believe it and ignore what they actually can see. And the people buy it! He was one contradiction after another. He was confronted with all of the issues and just twisted and turned and got out of the 'choke hold' that he was in, changed the subject, went on to something else, and the subject was supposed to change. That's why I love MTP, because Tim wouldn't give up on a question. After Tim died, David has taken over as moderator and perhaps doesn't know how far he can go. They are questioning right now about the governor of IL, who has some 'issues' and it reminded me of the interview I watched two weeks ago when the Senator being interviewed, when asked if they would welcome the new senator appointed by the aforementioned governor, said 'No, we don't want him here.' then went on to say the really surprising thing, which was 'Listen, this is our choice, we (the senate) decide who sits on the senate, and we don't want him here' (Certainly not a quote, but pretty close). Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't the people choose thier senators? Hhmmm.... Food for thought.


If any of you want to discuss politics, let me know, otherwise its on to another subject!

I totally relate to poor Crystal and J at the gym. The only things that I can tell you is that this poor embarrassing person has no friends. If she had friends, they wouldn't let her out of the house. Remember when you were a kid and your mom asked you the dreaded question "You're not going out in that, are you?" Well, clearly this woman has no mom living with her, but at some point her friends take over that job. I'm sure that Crystal has, on occasion, asked Joe, "are you wearing that?". Just feel bad for her, because she lacks that critical component of a sane life - the checks and balances of wardrobe.

I chuckled when I read the 'sunbeam' comments too, because I got accused of being half Norwegian and half Siamese for years! I would sit in the sunbeams and you could almost hear the purring. My favorite chair sat in the sunbeams, staring out on the mountains, and the cat would be on my lap and the dogs at my feet. Life was good. It reminds me of when Crystal and Tadd were little, and Crystal's cat 'Susie' would lay on the carpet, in the sunbeam, and would somehow, mysteriously, always be in the sunbeam. I think she slithered, so slowly that you couldn't see it, to stay in the beams. Crystal would lay on the floor and just watch her to see if she could see how she did it. If Crystal and Tadd, and now Dane, inherit that love of sunbeams, it will make them happy. It sure did me. When I first moved in here, I thought I was living with a bunch of bats. All of the window coverings were always closed. No windows were opened - ever. Doors only opened when needed. Weird. I used to go up to Morgan's room and, at noon, it looked like a tomb. Depressing. Needless to say things changed. I am very much solar powered and don't even fight that. Sometimes I will just sit for a few minutes in the car when it's been baking in the sun for a while. Aahhh........

OK, change thoughts here. Now MTP is discussing the upcoming inauguration, which I am anxious to watch. I talked to Crystal about the televised inauguration and she said that they wouldn't watch it. Weird,..... why in the world wouldn't you watch it? This is definitely on the list of the most important 'occasions' in our lifetime. Here's why.... Deb told me this one, and she probably didn't even realize how significant it was when she said (or maybe she did....). She said that Dan was choosing Obama, because it was empowering to think that somebody from his background (no silver spoon, single parent, not the best schools, etc) could become president, so could he. I've heard that several times since, from varying sources. He is empowering inner-city kids to 'be something' and giving kids from every background the reason to try a little harder. I think it's pretty cool. I'll be watching as 'one of us' becomes the most powerful person on the planet, the leader of the free world. Maybe even cooler than when Condi became the most powerful woman in the world. Yeah, I dig it.

Anyway, back to MTP. They are discussing the advancements that this country has gone through, especially with the MLK holiday upon us, and how amazing it is that we are willing to elect a black man to the highest office. I disagree. I don't seek tolerance with respect to this topic, but instead seek a change of attitude. Rather than thinking that we have come so far that we will put somebody of color into that office, almost as though to prove a point "See...., we're not racist any more..." I would much prefer the idea that the American people have come so far that they will choose the right person for the office - with no regard for anything other than their qualifications. It irritates me that somebody would be seen as inferior or superior because of their tan. My tan changes with the seasons, and I know other northern European decendents with better tans with our incoming Prez (store-bought tans, no doubt) and they are not considered different (weird maybe, but not 'colored'). I guess I take it personal because, as a woman, I've had to deal with being considered 'different' my whole adult life. In our lifetime, if a woman is intelligent, well-read, outspoken and assertive, she is considered a bitch, or at the very least arrogant and unacceptable, whereas a man would be powerful and destined for higher office. I want the days of "Yeah, she's pretty smart ..... for a woman." to be over. I want them to go to the same place that "Wow, he's pretty well-spoken and intelligent .... for a colored man." goes to. Crystal, J, Anne, Laura, all of your friends of that same age group, help me with this one. Deb and I have little chance of living in a world where those statements are not heard. In the 50 years that we have left, the public thought will probably not evolve that far. Your children though, can be taught differently. Never give up, I think it's worth it.

Now, back to Chris Matthews. This one goes so fast I have to leave you here. I have more to say though - which is why I haven't blogged in a while. I knew I'd get finger-cramps! lol


Friday, January 2, 2009


Hey Deb, I made you a minni-me! Pretty cute huh? In case it doesn't come out clear, thats a peace sign on your neck (just like mine!) and that's Cali Beagle. Just right click to rip it from this page, or i can email it to you. I made it just for you!
I got an e-mail with these cute little one-liners. They may not be original, but they're cute! Enjoy learning just how the fight started!

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When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive....so, I took her to a gas station..... and that's how the fight started....
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I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream. And that's how the fight started.....
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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too'; And that's how the fight started.....
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, 'Do you know her?' 'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.' 'My God!' says my wife, 'Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?' And that's how the fight started.....
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I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and littl e things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... he was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!!!' So, I looked down at him and said, 'Well, then which one are you?' ; And that's how the fight started.....
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I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first. "I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.' He said, 'Aren't you worr ied about the mad cow?' 'Nah, she can order for herself.' And that's how the fight started.....
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Pretty funny huh?