Sunday, June 7, 2009
Just love those visits!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Day One for Austin
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!
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.
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.
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.
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!
and it's coming along well.
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.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Am I troubled?
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
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.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
"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?
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
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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?