The Life of a Waterman's Wife

The end of this....

2010-01-02T12:21:00.000-05:00

I moved! to HERE!

Toes in the water ass in the sand....

2009-12-30T08:02:00.002-05:00

Ok fine my toes are actually on a dash board but the point is.. on Friday the last day of the year 2009 is the last holiday that I care to celebrate until Island Time... so I want to skip the rest of the cold months please.

Granted I have about 50 lbs of work to do in those cold months but if we can make the cold disappear maybe we can work that magic on the spare tire I am sick of carrying around with me. There is always hope right.. of course.. where there is wine there is hope! That could also be drunken stupidity but I prefer to call it hope that is just much nicer to say.

As I sit here and try to figure out what else to say about hope ~~and not coming up with a damn thing..... and after spending 15 minutes bitching to Kitty Litter about my lack of inspiration this morning~~ I realize that Kitty Litter has a new beach chair for Island Time one that I had hoped to try out for myself (you never know when you will fall in love with a good beach chair) I also seem to remember that she very specifically stated that my ass was NOT to plop itself in it.... I am starting to think that some other people need to get to hoping... hoping that I don't hold that against them or they will be making baconless BLT's on their cute little table all alone.

IS IT ISLAND TIME YET?????

Just a little late.... as usual...

2009-12-29T07:33:00.005-05:00

Scenes of the Season....

In typical Re fashion.. I am posting pictures of my holiday close to 5 days later. What can I say it is just how I am! I figured today would be a good day to post these shots as I am taking down the "stuff" today and this will be my final HOORA for the Christmas part of it. So today... you get to view a Waterwife's Christmas.. yippie fun I know...

I took this Christmas morning when I was the only one awake.. I don't think I slept all night. I was more excited than the kids!

I then peeked out the door and saw the MOST gorgeous sky... my present.. a pink and orange sky... sisters even in nature...

I walked in the house to find a mummy laying on my sofa... poor guy... I woke him up at 4 am.. we didn't go to bed until 2 am...

Yea I am shocked at this shot.. NOT!!!!! dang kid people will start to think your face melted off or something!!!!

Before the kids got to it... how did the present stack end up the size of the tree????

De.. she loved all of her things even if I was working off of a BLANK LIST... good mommy I am.
Cousins.... my beautiful niece and daughter snuggling up with Waterman waiting for present time...
Upside down guitars.... not sure why they put the amps in the TOP of the box when it says to leave the heavy end down.. weird.
Binks stocking.... see the fox.. that comes into play later...
Niece who happens to LOVE shoes... any shoe all shoes.. but even more so expensive ones with heels.
MINE MINE MINE!!! GIMMIE GIMMIE GIMMIE!!!
STUPID DOG... if you just sit here and look pretty someone will SHOW you everything you got...

Brother Ken.... You can take the the fox hunter out of the woods but you can't take the fox hunter out of my daddy... really the dogs toy??? Give her that back..

This was MY Christmas present from Drake... I believe the quote was... I will stand here but you better get it right the first time cause you get one shot. Nice kid... but as you can see he DOES have a face..

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What happens when water people hook up....

2009-12-28T11:02:00.004-05:00

People have fun that's what!!!!!

Please excuse the weird color tones.. my printer has gone NUTS and is printing everything VERY dark...so I had to lighten this to even get it to print so you could see it... damn it.

This one was cute.. even if I do look like rudolph with the bright light flying off my nose..

JUST LOVE HER....
Ok if you can't smile with these two around... you have a serious case of the GRUMPIES.. which no one seemed to have yesterday.

GROUP HUG!!! lol

I would explain that... but well.. yea.. can't.
Even Little waterpeople found things to do ..
Yes we planned the matching colors... so did BHE and Noe Noe.. look above .. LOL
And last but NOT least.... we were SEXY SOME in the wonky teeth.. I think the waterman hit on one of the other girls.. but I believe night time and a paper bag were mentioned and even then it was iffy....

THANKS CBW!!!!!!!
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I am here... again...

2009-12-16T18:46:00.003-05:00

and it hasn't even been a month yet. Kitty Litter would be proud.

Can I just go on record saying I have a love hate relationship with this time of year?

I adore the season and have deep roots in the reason for the season even if sometimes those roots pop up and go different directions it is still there. My grandparents instilled some great things in me. I adore the lights and the pretty packages and the simple little surprises. Like one of the breakfast girls who surprised us all this morning with tiny stockings filled with the cutest little cocktail thingies (yes that is the proper name of them) for all of us making sure we each had a different set. Those things I love. I love the anticipation of small children and large ones too wondering what Santa will bring. I love the fact that friends try to spend a few extra hours together.

I hate the emotion that comes with it. Hate Hate Hate it. When thing go awry this time of year it hurts even worse. Things are said and feelings are hurt worse. I am sorry for somethings I have done not sorry at all for others but I still hate it.

Please tell me it is close to Christmas Eve so I can pop a cork!!!!!!
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I was told I stink at this.....

2009-12-13T06:32:00.002-05:00

Must say it is pretty much the truth. But when I sit down at the keyboard and try to make the words form together to make some sort of sense lately it has come out looking like this...

"#$%$# christmas close #$%# shopping #$%# sleep #$%#@ work #$%$#@ wrap #$%@#"

See absolutely NO SENSE.

Ok the truth is when I sit down and begin to write the thought that really goes through my head is... "NO ONE wants to hear THAT!" What I should do at this juncture is reply to myself with "Who cares exactly what they want to read... this isn't about THEM it is YOUR blog!!!" And to think I was accused this week of being selfish... sigh. To quote "You are the most selfish person to ever walk this Earth." I must say I didn't reply I just stood there blinking that blink that betrays your brains sense of thinking "don't say anything don't say anything!" instead those eyes blink... big beautiful blue ones I might add.. blink. blink. blink. Which shouts "DROP DEAD YOU #$%@# IDIOT" apparently, because the rant went on from there. I am sorry I don't deal well with holier than thou idiots even if they ARE family.

I am who I am .. I was born this way have been this way for 38 years now, I have a feeling I will die this way, except for when I die I will be 50 lbs lighter and not in a bathrobe but in kick ass jeans, a sexy Chico's top, cowboy boots and the last you will see of me is driving off into the sunset in a black Camero... Hey we can all have dreams right?

Did I mention that the most selfish person in the world is the sister of the most giving person in the world. Sister person, let me post out here publicly for all the world to see.. I LOVE YOU. Thank you for everything... my room is working quite nicely here in Bavon (other than the fact that there are PEOPLE in my room here that weren't there .. that part not working out so well can I send them away??) The clothes are looking lovely in my closet. I sigh when I walk in there now .. longing for the day, inspiring me another morning to not eat that friggin doughnut that has been calling me since 2 am.

It is wonderful to have such balance in our family.. Most Giving Sister and Most Selfish Sister fun isn't it! We always said if they mashed us together into one person the world just wouldn't be able to deal!

I shall leave now.. until my bff fusses at me to leave a new post because she is sick of the old one.. so I guess be back in roughly 2 weeks.

November is about Thanksgiving right..

2009-11-17T06:27:00.004-05:00

and I am so thankful that these people were in my life, thankful for every moment that was ever given to me to enjoy them and what they had to give. I miss them all incredibly... but especially this month.

Roland I can't even begin to tell you how much this family misses you.
Happy Birthday Brother in Law.

Dad... what can I say..
Both of us has all we need
Sky of blue and Sea of Green
In our Yellow Submarine.
thank you for everything you taught me and that sister of mine.
We love you.

Memo.. even though we miss you every day this time of year it never fails to show how much we all miss you. Thanksgiving and Christmas have never been the same.

Mel Moo.. I wish there had been more time, more laughs, more late nights, but there aren't so I will cherish all that we did have. Ann Re

Pansy Boy.. you are still making me cry after all these years. There just never was a box big enough was there?

ugly hand made smock with the big wooden button. I am glad you are gone.

Getting a little water on the tires...

2009-11-16T06:44:00.004-05:00

Yea Yea I know the country song says something about Mud.. not water but around these parts you have to go through the water to get to... oh yea.. the water. (ok ok I secretly wanted to go diggin but I was hearing enough flack cause I got a bit of water on my tires as it was... did I mention they were MY TIRES.. they are my tires and I will get them wet if I want to)

Last paragraph brought to you by the letter I.. I is for Ida who brought a bit more Insanity to my already wine riddled mind. I do know that by the time Ida got here she wasn't really Ida anymore but it is sort of like the demons on horror moves that always have one last HORRA! after they have already been blown to smitherens or turned to dust something you only see in a shadowy type form but hear the menacing laughter just the same.. that is what the Nor Easter was.. Ida in dust form getting in that one last HORRA! and quite a few meanacing laughters afterward. What did I say about insanity??

After the storm had reached in and grabbed a hold of this little community like "The Claw" from some silly Jim Carey movie and shook us around like a rag doll for the better part of three days I made it out of the nut house to take some pictures, I took these down and New Point Beach.. (thank you Mister Rolls Royce Owner for letting me park in your drive way without calling the Police).

"The Claw" of the Storm

It did not take me long after walking over the dune that was no longer there to realize that the dynamic of one of my favorite places on earth had changed considerably. Even though the wave in this shot is gorgeous the Place of this wave was all wrong. They didnt' belong at this particular section of the beach where water once lapped up lazily.

The Surf

As I continued on my journey I got to the spot where the diving board was (insert needle running across a 45) What?? Wait!!! A DIVING BOARD ON THE BEACH.. yea that makes no sense.. but I am here to show you there was.

The Diving Board

Right into the sand no doubt.. ouch... oh wait.. look up ahead ... way way up ahead like a quarter a mile up ahead.. this may explain things ..that is not ... well was not .. a diving board it was the walk way to a cute little deck!

The Deck

I advised the owner of the deck that he should just leave it there and open up a cute little beer and wine stand. He did not like my idea and promptly proceeded to stop talking to me. I thought that was quite rude but whatever..

The next thing I noticed as I continued on down the beach was that the end.. the nasty marshy end where you had to wear tennis shoes to get across or obtain a considerable amount of holes in your feet with the bamboo shoots growing out of the marsh (it isn't really bamboo I don't think but it will seriously go right through your foot) well it was gone. absolutely GONE. There is just sand there now (feet were yelling Yippie.. I wasn't so thrilled)

The No Marsh

I guess you are wondering why I wasn't thrilled, well I will tell ya remember me telling you about the dynamic of the beach changing up there with the wave. Changing Beach is never a good thing unless you happen to have the money to have dump trucks bring in sand from the other side of the world where our sand ended up and it has to be SPECIAL sand because we have some of the most beatiful sand that there ever was!

Anyway I carried on and I saw this Ghost Pot just sitting there waiting on someone to do something with it so I did what I do best I grabbed my camera snapped a shot and left it be cause somethings just need to be left be. Like my beach.

Ghost Pot

The storm didn't see things my way and decided that leaving things be was for sissy and maybe sitting down on the beach at noon on a Sunday with no one around and just crying is for sissies too but that is what I did. I remembered that when I was a little girl my daddy used to tell me about how the Light House was only a few feet away from the main land and you could walk across. I remember my grandfather telling stories about how the lighthouse was connected to the main land and you didn't even get your feet wet getting there. (this isn't about the light house people so don't panic it is still standing there) My children will remember spending their summers on "The Island which isn't" and will probably be telling their children "I remember when there was a beach there" This is where I spend my Sunday's with a great group of friends and family, people who get me, people who give me that few hours of sanity back that I will need to get through the next week.. but now I as I sat there yesterday I wondered how many more storms can this place stand..

So you wanna see...

2009-11-12T16:24:00.004-05:00

this is my yard... over an hour ago... before the tide actually came in.... it isn't pretty now at all.. not at all.

And then it got worse.... these were roughly 30 to 45 minutes prior to high tide...

The Song I sing...

2009-11-04T07:01:00.002-05:00

One little Two Little Three Topless Mittens... Four little Five little Six Topless Mittens...

I can't imagine why I have this song stuck in my head... but I can promise you I have been singing it in correlation with another lovely little ditty... 100 bottles of wine on the wall there were a 100 bottles of wine.... (I can't promise what the topless mittens will look like)

Four Pair down.... how many more to go??

Have I mentioned I can not WAIT until this weekend.

Creepy Crawlers....

2009-10-30T06:07:00.004-05:00

I went out on an little adventure with a good friend a few months back and we ran into a little old barn that was tucked into the woods... not sure how we didn't run into HER at the same time but we didn't. Which is probably a good thing cause my little crew was poking and prying just a tad deeper and running into someone would have surely caused an accident of the PIMP kind.

I am not sure what the little barn was ever used for other than storage but a couple of things have called it home over the years. One being this little creepy crawly... good think she didn't see it.. or it is a shame she didn't and I wasn't there to record the spidey dance that I am sure she does so well.

I loved how the sun light was playing on the web and just made it pop right out.. thankfully this little creepy crawly liked napping in the sun and didn't try to get any closer to me or I may have had to fling something at it.. like my friend.

Now we all know I am not one to leave well enough alone. I can't just take the damn picture and walk away. I have got to know. I HAVE to know or I lay awake at night wondering, was there a body in there. Did I just run across someone's torture chamber and walked away. Has someone stashed the stole bank loot in that little building?? Yes I actually stay awake thinking these things. (I am starting to think I need to consult a professional) Oh Oh either way.. I was not going to allow myself to do such a thing on this little building so... WHAALAA..

There you have it folks... there was a body in there .. sorta.

Happy Halloween Eve!

The label.

2009-10-22T10:50:00.002-05:00

I like to label myself, I have done it for as long as I can remember.. One label at a time please.

I am a writer... wait no I am not.. I am a sewer (yes I can sew a fact I keep rather hidden).. wait no I am not... I am a cross stitcher.. wait... painter... wait... knitter... wait ... photographer.... this list could continue for a very long time.

do you see the pattern here?

What I mentally (yes I said mentally.. this does not mean I am mental, then again it also does not mean I am not) NEED to do is turn all those Waits into ANDs!!!! Such as I am a writer AND a sewer AND...

A very good friend pointed out to me today that I am not just one thing... I am many things that I should be very proud of! So the next time you need something done and you aren't quite sure if you can do it yourself.. TRY!!!! Because in the end I think we all want to have a lot of ANDS!

Hanging on by a hinge....

2009-10-07T05:49:00.002-05:00

This is truly how life has been for this family the last week or so. There is only one thing to do when life gets this way. Pick up a screw driver (aka a glass) and a can of WD40 (aka a bottle of wine) fix the hinge and the squeak and keep on getting it.

I hate it when people post about how they haven't been posting and they are sorry and blah blah blah. I wasn't sorry I didn't blog I was just sorry I didn't have time to blog and I am sure the 4 of you that read me occasionally didn't miss me much. :)

Having said that I am hoping I am back for a bit of a stretch. Blogging is a medium for me to let loose some of the crazy brain cells I have, for people to actually hear the voices that talk only to me. I read blogs for the exact opposite reason, to hear the thoughts that people have that you would never have the pleasure of knowing unless of course you are a mind reader, which I will neither confirm or deny I can do.

I need to blow the dust off of my camera again too, I participated in a camera related activity that quite honestly I hated (can't believe there is anything about a camera I hate but it is true I do) and I have not picked the thing up since. I have been giving it time to let the bad juju melt off of it. I think it is time! This weekend the juju should be gone. LOOK OUT WORLD HERE I COME!

Friday!!!!!!

2009-09-18T05:25:00.003-05:00

Ok people what is so special about Fridays?

I still get up and get excited about the day and I call to the waterkids.. It is Friday!!! and they jump right out of bed and get ready for school and run out the door like the school day is different and I flip the computer on like the work day is going to be different. But is it?

Typically Fridays are more hectic for me in the work area of my life. I shouldn't be exaclaming IT IS FRIDAY!!! I should be saying ... #$%#$@%^#$ it is Friday.

Typically Friday's mean test at school for the waterkids... they too should be saying.... #$%$#^#$ it is Friday. (not that waterkids would ever talk that way cause their mama raised them better.... yea right)

However, this is not how it works, we all get up and are excited because it is Friday! I would say on my part it is because I get to drink tonight, but that would not be different than any other night. I could also guess it is because the kids can stay up later tonight, but they do that behind my back anyway.

So why are we so happy that it is Friday is it because the end is near, but do we really want anything in life to actually END? Maybe it is because there is a light at the end of the tunnel, or is that a train?

Come on people.. lay it on me what makes Friday so special?

Maybe if I had one of these waiting at the end of the day I would be happier.

Do you know

2009-09-17T05:38:00.003-05:00

how many paper cuts one can get from printing 50,000 plus barcodes? Well let me tell ya.. it is a LOT.

Do you know how many bottles of wine needed to be consumed to get through that process? Again a LOT but that was much more enjoyable and it led me to the find of this. Which in it self is quite funny because I am a middle sister but not a middle sister at all. My little sister is also a middle sister but not a middle sister at all. Yes yes.. confusing. Let's see how I can make this make sense for you..... Hmmm it is probably not possible but I will try.

One group of siblings... 3 sisters ... I am the middle sister.

Another group of siblings.... 2 sisters and a brother .... she is the middle sister.

This is her.. the middle sister that isn't my middle sister but my baby sister... Kinda prissy looking don't ya think?

Get it? Oh good.

Back to whatever it was I was talking about.. oh yes the wine. I have to say it is the most wonderful stuff that ever came squishing out of a grape and I am seriously contemplating a trip to Cali just to go see them. I do have to say that my favorite is the Mischief Maker and for the life of me I can't figure out why. I have never made a bit of Mischief in my life!

This is what is on the label.. doesn't describe ME at all.

Have you ever dated brothers? Worn leather pants to a wedding? Paired white wine with red meat? Then you just might be a mischief maker. You keep us up after bedtime on a school night. You change your hair color like most people change their socks. You make lives more complicated, but less boring. You'll be in the stories we tell our grandchildren. You love trouble. And we love you.

Interesting stuff on that wine bottle isn't it? I mean seriously never in a million years would I dream of doing anything like that label says but when I have that bottle in my hand ready to pour it in a glass I get a shiver knowing that I am about to partake in the perfect wine for me. Not because of the name just because it tastes good.

Ahhh shit. I can't even make myself believe that load of crap. Here's to all the middle sisters that aren't really middle sisters and the mischief makers out there.. let's stand strong and proud!

Not Mischievous looking at all am I? Muwhahahahahahahhahah

Sooooooo

2009-09-10T13:08:00.004-05:00

I can at least say I did post....

So busy with work can't see straight... be back soon.

Some days I wonder...

2009-09-07T06:35:00.003-05:00

Why I can't make my living with a pen and paper... or camera and film... or a craft room and many supplies ... or with the internet and well... this!

Well I will tell ya why.. Cause I am a big fat chicken! I am afraid to take that step that leap off of the side of the cliff to say I do _______. Even if it is on the side for now. Apparently it is easier for me to just dream about it. The problem is every year this time Market Days rolls around and every year is another year that I do not have a booth with something I made or did in it. Would you believe that after 38 years I still have no confidence in myself? That I would be the booth that people walked by and laughed at?? 38 years ago and still that 12 year old little girl who wouldn't put her foot out the door cause she knew that someone was going to laugh at her shoe! (granted my mother dressed me funny so I can't blame them but still)

I have 10 months from today to get it together once again and bring to Mathews something new.. something different ..something completely 21st century. Mathews Blogher/photography/craft/framing/you name it, it is here Womans Club of 2010!

I am certainly not talking about your Grandma's Woman's Club cause I do not know any of us who quilt (not that there is anything wrong with that if there are) but what if.. just what if it happened.. what if there was a group that was here for each other and the community who had talent real live talent and gave back to Mathews? What could we change.. how could we help each other and other women who need it.. what could we produce as a group with the talent that is out there.

Oh hell what if it was just two of us.. what could those two do?

Sis... Watergirls first football game.

2009-09-04T05:54:00.003-05:00

Now that I am no longer a bundle of nerves or in a drug induced fog I thought that it would be a good time to show off Sis the amazing Cheerleader Watergirl!

She starts high school on Tuesday.... HIGH SCHOOL! Ok maybe I need more drugs! I do have to say she is a good kid, a bit boy crazy, but a good kid (at least compared to me at that age she is a good kid) She made the Cheer Squad or whatever the heck you call it last June and I could not be prouder and the kid is pretty darn good too!

So Happy Friday and Enjoy the shots!

One of the Moms made ribbons.. aren't they cute

She has nice form...

Tee made her laugh.

Time for a halftime shot with a good buddy...

Where did THAT come from?

2009-09-02T06:10:00.003-05:00

Ok.. it is Weird Wednesday around here today because I have had something on my mind for quiet a few weeks now. During a wild round of RummiKub and maybe after hanging out with Jose for at least half a bottle or so, something crossed my mind. Why when we are upset do we call other people body parts and are those seriously any worse that any other body part?

Let's take Boob... why are we calling people BOOB? Why not Elbow Fat?

Butthead.. why not Crusty Eye Socket?

Ass... why not Stinky Ear Wax?

I could do this all day long people and let's look at this closely! If you are in an argument with someone even a stranger who cut you off on the road and you are getting ready to scream ASSHOLE out the window.. pause and think of another body part... Yell out... Blistered Pinky Toe! I bet ya that you are going to make yourself laugh and completely forget about him cutting you off. In an argument with your kid over homework instead of calling them a stubborn butt head... not that I ever would do such a thing... scream you are such a sore shoulder blade! The chances of you walking away and not laughing are slim to none.

Come on everyone let's give it a whirl I am thinking that you will have many arguments ending in fits of giggles!

Have a lovely day all you clipped finger nails and LHK to a scabby knee out there!

Windows... cause I did doors last week

2009-09-01T06:55:00.005-05:00

win⋅dow

[win-doh]

–noun

1.	an opening in the wall of a building, the side of a vehicle, etc., for the admission of air or light, or both, commonly fitted with a frame in which are set movable sashes containing panes of glass.

I love the old swing out window in this house, I am ashamed to admit that I don't have a better picture of it but when you are being chased by a man in a golf cart you take what you can get.

I can't say this is entirely how I feel about windows, this definition to me leaves out so much of what a window can be. Windows can also be used for the deadmission of young people who didn't want to use the door because of one parent or another.

Directly on the other side of this house is another window that my sister and I climbed out of so we could say we snuck out, we came back in through the door cause at the time no one cared that we were even gone.

Windows can be used to peek inside of the world of other times, I like peeking in old windows that are filmed in a bit of dirt and imagine what happened in a room 100 years ago. I am a bit weird like that.

When I look in this window I see a little girl looking back.

Windows also give us means for escape a place to look out of when we feel trapped and long for the trip that is going to take us away from the place we are today even if that place is no where physically different.

Two seeing eyes you can almost see the soul of the house through them.

I can't even venture a guess on this one, Such beautiful frame work to be spoiled by an intrusion of brick.

The house that Jack Built.

Dude... and not like Duuuuddddeee but like Dude.

2009-08-31T05:38:00.003-05:00

Why are you laughing at me?? 1998

Today was supposed to be a post about a hawk but instead it is a very late birthday post for Dude the baby of the water people. Why so late.. cause I am a great mom like that.

Happy Birthday August 27th 2005

For 12 years this little person has been part of my life, oh pfffftt who am I kidding the kid has pretty much been my whole world and I his. As I look back over those years now there have been so many high spots and just as many low spots. I can only hope as his mother that I am doing the right thing in getting him through this rough rocky road called life, because as special as the kid is he did not come with a handbook either.

Out on the boat 2006

Out of the three waterkids he is the only one that actually looks anything like me, the other two not so much, I like to tell people that I kept trying until one finally showed some sort of resemblance to me and when they say "He doesn't look THAT much like you either." the reply simply is.. but he is weird like me so good enough.

November 2008 Christmas picture.

Six years ago in the first grade of school Dude was diagnosed with severe ADHD and we began working to control the symptoms enough to get him through school and activities. To say this diagnosis was shocking is putting it mildly because no one else in my family showed any such signs of not being able to sit still (comes back from getting spoon) or paying atten... LOOK AT THE KITTY!!!! Ok Ok.. it was me.. I did this to my child he resembles me in the brain area. To say this has been a rough road would be putting it mildly so I will not bore you with details of how we got to where we are today and how many teeth we had to pull to get here and what not, but six years ago his diagnosis was a bit off, and now today at the age of 12 we will be starting to learn new skills to deal with the trail ahead. Dude has Asperger's Syndrome and in case you can't say it like he couldn't... think of it like this Ass Burger and you got it. (I will not admit or deny actually telling that to my kid)

Asperger's is a mild for of Autism but this too... we will conquer.

Hanging with Mom August 2009 out taking pictures.

Happy Birthday my sweet boy.

Copycat in the making...

2009-08-28T07:06:00.004-05:00

Ok that is a lie I am not in the making cause I actually already am by the time you read this. This morning as I looked through my photos wanting something to pop for me to blog about. I have done the sadness of graves twice this week even if half of mine are slightly funny so even though there were hundreds of them I passed straight by.

Then I had a GREAT idea and was going to do a fun Friday.. that was too much work.

I kept plowing through the multitudes of swimming images and finally saw this:

It lead me on my way and before I could blink twice I had copied these two lovely ladies Chesapeake Bay Woman and Daryl... but isn't Imitation the greatest form of flattery???

This picture was taking in Aldie, VA while giving instructions to cook Ravoli to a kid who was 200 miles away.

I wanted to open it just a tad and peek inside.

Why does this one seem so inviting to me.

On the way out..
Some doors aren't doors anymore... they are just ways.
Hanging on...

Last but not least... EEKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! AAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH RUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Thoughtless Thursday...

2009-08-27T05:10:00.003-05:00

Why cause the one thought I had to post today was in one of the many brain cells I masacuered with obscene amounts of wine and cigarettes last night.

Sister, I love you but sometimes I could kill you... how dare you TWIST AND WRING on my arm like that, if I remember correctly one of the four parents we had taught us never to physically abuse each other. (explanation for you confused people out there: I very nicely requested we stop drinking after the first glass she woman handled me into helping her drink 4.... bottles)

Going to crawl under my desk for a nap now.

Wordless Wednesday???

2009-08-26T06:03:00.002-05:00

Me Wordless?? Not really possible. Truth is I am in a hurry on my way out the door to visit my sister person over night and looking forward to TWO nights of adult conversation and good wine! Special Treat stopping by HERE on the way home... anyone know where that is?

Friends are the people who walk in when the rest of the world is walking out....

History...

2009-08-25T05:50:00.007-05:00

A few days ago Dude and I went on a little adventure where we took some shots of old houses and went to local public cemeteries that required no fence climbing to get to. And quite frankly the sign did not say Keep Out or Posted or No Trespassing.. it SAID No Tres. Now I don't now much Spanish but I know a wee bit, enough to know that we were Tres but we were Dos so we were good to go.

The other day I posted some of the weird names that I found while on that excursion and This Lovely Lady thought it might be a good idea to tell me to dig for an obituary of one in particular. Little did the lovely lady know I would actually take the time yesterday to go to the local library and do just that.

Pocohontas Hudgins

A funeral Service was held at 2 pm Saturday in Bethel United Methodist Church for Miss Pocohontas Hudgins 80, of Onemo, who died on Thursday, March 10, 1977 in a Richmond hospital after a long illness.

Miss Hudgins was a member of Bethel Church.

Survivors include a sister Mrs. James T Davis of Onemo.

The Service was conducted by Rev. Ralph Rice and the Rev. William Hindman. Burial was at Pear Tree Cemetery.

So there you have it.. no nickname mentioned... she probably went by Po or something cute like that..

WARNING TISSUE ALERT!

Now that that mystery is solved I moved on to another one.

Do you notice anything unusual in this shot? It took me a minute to grasp the magnitude of what I was actually seeing and even then I looked AGAIN. My first thought was .. this is a carvers mistake (it happened a lot back then) and then I saw this

which confirmed that either

a) the carver was a COMPLETE idiot.

b) someone filled in the order form for this stone wrong

c) There were twin babies buried in that teeny tiny little plot.

So the research began... First to the Clerk of Court who had a very LARGE very OLD very STINKY book of death. It was all of the recorded deaths in the county from the late 1700s to roughly 1874. Which as you can see.. 1874 did not cover me. So then it was on to the Health Dept. to ask what they could do to help because apparently THEY are the peeps who are the holders of death now. Not sure how they got that lovely job but they do. HOWEVER, they only hold records as far back as 2007 THAT certainly was not going to help me. But the nice lady there directed me to Richmond .. 800 Broad St to be exact where I would have to GO to get what I was looking for.. OH PFFFFFT. I seriously did not have time to go running off to Richmond all willy nilly yesterday afternoon. So I packed that mystery back in it's pretty little box and tied it with a little light blue bow for the boys, realizing I may never know which option from above had occurred.

Then it was off to research an obit on Pocohantas which I knew I would find even if she did not make it easy on me. You see she died in March 1977 so if you are using Microfish you would start at the January paper and only have 12 papers to thumb through before getting to hers and waalaa all done. That would be if anyone other than ME were doing this... I put the film in the machine and what do I see.. END the mirror image of END. Ummm this isn't right... "Hey nice library dude... this isn't right is it?" Nope it isn't. "Well what do I do?" Nothing you can do it was put on backwards and upside down "WHAT??" You will have to research it that way "WHAT??? I am good but I do not want to attempt to read 52 papers upside down!" Oh I can fix that but you will have to start at Dec 31 issue. So you see.. to find her I had to read 40 papers! UGH.

During that time I got up and walked around the room a bit cause well.. my eyes were crossing and I found a Mathews County Record of Deaths book that ended in 1874. Nice I thought I could have come in here and not had to deal with the stinky book at the other office. I still couldn't figure out why death records stopped at that year but there was a fire of some sort and some records were destroyed I think. Then... peaking out from behind a book where it did not belong I found.. Mathews County Death Records though 1896!!!!!! WOOHOOO... I was going to be able to prove it was just some idiots mistake!!!

I didn't.

John Williams (wh) age: 10 mos Cause: Complication of Disease Place: Haven Recorded by: Thomas Williams Head of Family Parents Thomas and Betty Williams

Richard Williams (wh) age: 10 mos Cause: Complication of Disease Place: Haven Recorded by: Thomas Williams Head of Family Parents Thomas and Betty Williams

My heart broke in a million pieces at that moment. So all you moms out there.. go hug your kid or give them a call and tell them how much you love them, and be grateful that we do not live in a time or place where death is so rampant that it could take both of your boys in one fail swoop.

What's in a name...

2009-08-22T13:35:00.007-05:00

Well apparently a lot more thought than what my parents put into mine. My name is a compound of my grandmother's middle names which I do like now that I am older (try growing up with my country bumpkin name for a day or two it was not fun) and I adore my nickname which all of you are welcome to call me. Re. Isn't that cute and short???

Anyhooo on with this story which has nothing to do with where I am going with this.. one day my son realizes that my great grandfathers boat had a name very close to mine and tells my father.. Hey My mom was named after a boat! My dad being the comic that he is agrees with him and now everyone that my son could get to listen thinks I was named after a boat. Nice.

Today as pay back of rendering my name nothing more than something my parents read off of the boat I woke said son up at 6 am and told him to get dressed in long pants and tennis shoes we were OFF to take pictures! (wow I managed to tie this all together... I am quite shocked.)

We visited a couple of local cemeteries that were not quite as local as driving down 14 and screaming.. LOOK there is a cemetery lets stop. One actually required texted directions from a BFF who is not even in the state and I still got it wrong and had to stop and ask and another required not one set of instructions from my dad but TWO when I made a left in stead of a right and ended up in a wooded lot that had no markers. But alas we found them... and I am really glad we did because I learned a couple of things.

1. I have no sense of direction (I knew this but it was just once again brought to my attention)

2. It is fun to drag a kid along while ~~trespassing~~ while visiting local public cemeteries

3. There are many people who were much more imaginative than my parents when it came to giving names.

4. I am thinking that I can not pronounce some of these as it appears phonics was not taken into consideration during spelling.

5. I think I am now in LOVE with my name...

and without further ado... I give to you some of my findings of the day.

Oh wait one more thing... if any of these people are your family.. I am not making fun of them I swear, I am empathizing with the suffering they had to so obviously deal with at roughly age 7, and just to prove that MY family was definitely not immune to the naming without thinking sickness of the day.. soon I will post their names.

Obed? I can't even give you anything on this one without getting really bad.. I will leave this guy in peace.

Elkanah? Ok where in the stick can line up do you think this poor kid got picked? I took this one before I even realized that he had such a fun name.

I really wanna know if they were related..... but he got picked last too I am sure of it.

Beuna .... do you think the V is for Vista?

Bet he got called Ru....

This one I got nothing but.. Dude looked at me and said.. Mom I didn't realize that Pocahontas was buried in Mathews... and for pay back of the boat thing I said.. Well... you see it with your own eyes don't ya?? Let's see him have THAT conversation with his History teacher this year.

Balta? I hope she went by Lela which is a beautiful name.

This poor girl had no fall back.. Effie AND Maude??

Ok.. the only way I can figure this is pronounced is.. Whore... Tense... Can you imagine that kids nickname?? Hey Hor... poor kid.

I really need to go back and look at this one.. cause it LOOKS like Columbia lived to be 150 which can't be right..

Is there even anything that can be said about this?

Jehu? I am not even sure ..

Zadoc? I kinda like that one.. Now I have a name when I get to the Z in the alphabet other than Zeb.

Just in case any of you wondering how Sheddy Hodg got his name... and just so you know it was spelt Shedrack on his wifes tombstone. I got to see Sheddy today on his yellow bike..

Zipokah.. I really think that this lady was tired of having babies and was trying desperately to let her husband no of this by naming her children things he should take as hints.. Zipokah... do I have to explain??

And finally she had had Enogha! Ok it really says Enoch A... but it was funny...

And this poor kid.. how confused was he growing up.. Can you imagine that first PTA meeting..

This is my Parent Frances and my Other Parent Francis.

I can hear it in my head.. Ora Bora Ora Bora...

Finally Friday....

2009-08-21T06:31:00.006-05:00

I'm Free Again

I got my motor running for a wild weekend

It's finally Friday I'm out of control

Forget the working blues and let the good times roll!

Well everyone it is FRIDAY!!!! Yippie so for some fun I thought I would give you some songs... with visual effect brought to you by Pictures from Paris!

My oldest son went to Paris in June and brought me back something that he could never have purchased in a store or learned in book. My son.. my beautiful son.. has the gift of the EYE! Now these pictures I am going to post today really have no Super Eye going on.. they are just pictures that when I saw them I thought of lyrics to songs so I thought I would post them for some fun. Soon I will post some of the greats he did... not that these aren't.. ok.. I am babbling.

Closer I am to Fine- Indigo Girls

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains

I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains

Theres more than one answer to these questions Pointing me in a crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive (the less I seek my source) The closer I am to fine

The End- The Doors

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

Take me out to the ball Game- ?

Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks
I don't care if I ever get back
And it's root, root, root
for the home team
If they don't win, it's a shame

Dark Castle-Thunder Rider

Dark castle on unholy ground

Evil forces want to pull you down
Fires burning bright throughout the night
If you want to live, fight with all
your might.

My Killer My Shadow- Golden Earring

Any where you go - I will follow - I will follow
Everytime you call - I can hear you
My killer my shadow - where ever I go, you follow
Through the busy street - straight and narrow - wide and shallow

Octopus's Garden- The Beatles

We would sing and dance around

Because we know we can't be found

I'd like to be under the sea

In an octopus garden in the shade

Celebration of the Lizard- The Doors

Some outlaws lived by the side of the lake

The minister's daughter's in love with the snake

Who lives in a well by the side of the road

Wake up girl! We're almost home

I am the lizard king

I can do anything

Yellow Submarine- The Beatles

In the town where I was born

Lived a man who sailed to sea

He told us of his life

In the and of submarines

So we sailed on to the sun

Til we found the sea green

and we lived beneath the waves

In our yellow submarine (I love you for this one dad..... )

I have no idea what this post is even about...

2009-08-20T06:46:00.003-05:00

You know sometimes they say you should not actually give the book a title until it is done? Today is one of those blog post.. I probably should not give it a title until it is done.

I have no idea where I am going with this or what pictures I will be posting to give this post some sort of depth.

I am having one of those ~~days... weeks... months.. years...~~ shit. Lives.

Everything just goes along about it's merry way for a while and then BLAM... life smacks me right in the face and all I can do at that time is sit down and say.. What the HELL was THAT???

I am feeling that way today... so around here when you feel like that.. the only thing there is to do is grab life by the balls and scream.." i got you.. I GOT YOU.. I GOT YOU.." and then it whimpers a time or two and says ok you win.

Then you do the Hokey Pokey ...

"You put your right foot in..."

"You put your right foot out..."

"You put your right foot in and you shake it all about..."

See I knew I should have waited to name this post.. New Title .. "Life Management"

My title in life is the Wife of a Waterman...

2009-08-11T06:16:00.011-05:00

however... MANY days that is rather misleading. I mean it makes it sound as if I get up at 3 am and fix a large breakfast for a man who does nothing but grunt for his food and smell of rotten fish. That I tell ya is far from the truth... he doesn't stink... THAT bad.

Ok in all fairness I don't get up when he does either, he gets up way too early for me and the best I can do at that time of morning is grumble and pull the blanket over my head. Then about 3 hours after he has left the house and pulled in probably 70 pots already I stumble out of bed turn on the coffee pot and go to work myself (after a nasty commute down the hall in my jammies). So even though I am his wife.. I don't LIVE HIS LIFE... most of the time.

Saturday I did.. I got up and went out the door with him (leaving the poor little dog very confused as I was not in the bed with her) This is the first thing I saw...

I am not used to seeing my yard in early morning darkness... it is a strange feeling. Even stranger yet is what I saw next.

Who knew that crab pots on a dock could actually be pretty this time of morning... or that the sky could look like this...

The actually photo of this is much more amazing than this turned out on my blog... I can't figure out what the heck is up with bloggers colors but sometimes it does not do my photos justice.. sigh.

This cute guy is my favorite nephew... he got a bit worn out.

I did take a couple of artsy shots that I liked...

Throughout the morning we had a couple of visitors stop by and say hello...

Ultimately this is what we were here for...

Out of all of the shots of the day... I have to say these two are my favorite... I wonder why?

TTBHIF

2009-08-07T06:24:00.003-05:00

For those of you who did not watch Third Rock from the Sun.. that is "The Big Head" their leader was known as the Big Head in the Sky... I liked it.. yes I am weird.

So no matter who you thank for it.. it is Friday and quite honestly I think we should all be thanking OURSELVES, after all WE were the ones who made it through another fun filled week at work or raising children or babying husbands or ~~sitting around drinking Jose in our underwear~~. I am sure that we all worked HARD to get to the weekend, very hard. Now it is here and I am realizing that I have 2,489 things that must be done this weekend because *GASP* Monday is right around the corner. I want to ask when does this end but I am not ready for the alternative yet so I will keep on ~~sitting around drinking Jose in my underwear~~ working really hard to make it to the next Friday in order to do the 2,489 things that are required during the weekend to ensure readiness for Monday.

Yesterday I did actually complete a weekend task. I cut out yard for the first time ever. The waterman has been leery of his wife mounting the Wheel Horse since I met him. I mean come on I have been cutting grass since I was old enough to see over the steering wheel of the antique mower my daddy had and seriously there was only that one incident with the tree... ok ok yes only one with a tree.. only one with a ditch.. only one with a dog .. only one with a rose bush. Do you see the pattern here.. ONE.. I learn quickly from my mistakes! So I assured him I had it under control and by the time he got home the yard would be all cut. It was and it looked nice and it did not erupt into flames and there was just that ONE incident with the mailbox!

Happy Friday all.

Some times I just don't have the energy ...

2009-08-05T09:16:00.003-05:00

to even breathe. Today is one of those days. Could it be the moon that is doing it? Or just the fact that Jose doesn't taste as good here. Who knows.

Today is my wonderful husband's birthday. We are both working... isn't that how you are supposed to spend your birthday when you are officially old? What did I get him you ask... a card. Hey now.. not one word from the peanut gallery! That is exactly what he got me a mere two weeks ago on MY birthday. Yea we are giving like that.

I want to tell you a funny story.. I want to share with you some enlightening news... I want to give to you a heart felt monologue but instead I give you this....

Cause the truth is ... I just don't have the energy to think something up.. it HAS to be the heat doing this.. RIGHT??

Hi they Ho there Jose there!

2009-07-29T16:04:00.006-05:00

Yea it is all underlined and I don't know WHY.. crap.

Yea I let this blog go.. on purpose sorta. Moved on to other things in my life like facebook farming, photography and massive amounts of Jose consumption. I mean seriously what is life without Jose.

Now on to now.. I met an amazing group of ladies that made me want to get back into this whole bloggy business so here I am. I would promise to do better and what not but I can't make such promises as most of the time when I am in front of this thing it is in a Jose Induced State. Will well call it JIS .. just cause JIS sounds pretty cool.

So anyway back to the bloggy ladies.. they had VA Blogfest 09 and I missed 99% of it cause well it was a this and a that and this and oh yea THAT weekend.. so I will leave you with pictures of the biggest event of that weekend..

Rumplestiltskin

Outings around here..

2009-02-02T07:34:00.003-05:00

I am trying to figure out a way to format my blog to share adventures of weekend outings around here with the waterman, aka the Get Away Driver.

There is something to be said for spending a day driving around and around and around this small (it seems small until you spend all day driving and realize you haven't covered half of it) little town and me screaming "STOP!!!! No you didn't stop fast enough.. back up! You were supposed to anticipate I was going to say stop! NO! I can NOT just take the picture from here the light isn't right .. the angle is all wrong!"

I want to be able to share the fruits of those outings with people in a way that makes sense. I have been just throwing them all out on facebook for just the ease of getting them out there, but I think they deserve a nicer home.. a more formal home.

It is still the life of a waterman's wife around here and the subject matter hasn't really changed I just want to add more of what I do into this.. If anyone has suggestions I am open..

I will be sizing down some of yesterday's shots and adding them later today..

smooch ya'll

The love of photoshop..

2009-01-21T16:47:00.003-05:00

I was going to do this with CBW's house today but found I liked this one better..

Here is a before and after make over posting.

I absolutely adore actions in Photoshop.

The Get Away Driver..

2009-01-18T15:34:00.004-05:00

I have to say that taking shot around town is quite amusing in itself, however it would not be nearly as fun or interesting without my own personal Get Away Driver. He has mentioned that this in fact makes him in cahoots with me on my little excursions until I very matter a factly pointed out we don't REALLLLY do anything illegal. It means nothing that in one had I carry a camera and in the other a leash and at random times holler HERE HERE HERE in a way that only the Hounddog could have taught me years and years ago at the age of two. (cover stories are a must have in the business of not REALLLLY doing anything illegal)

The last couple of days I spent more time on the road with the Get Away Driver than I have since our honeymoon. (Did I just give away his identity?? opps) I have to admit it has been great, we have said more "I don't remember that being there" and "Wow look how much that has changed" than ever before and it was a complete blast.

Unfortunately I am not one for patience so I posted all the good shots on facebook with captions cause I don't want to wait to post one at a time, but I will be using some as fodder cause after all those old house have stories to tell of babies and life back in the day and why the top window looks like a cross. For now... I think I will leave you with this..

"Cruising along in my automobile... baby sitting beside me at the wheel..."

Considering that is what I was doing and all..

SMOOCHIES

I said I loved you..

2009-01-02T08:58:00.003-05:00

but I lied. Actually I didn't lie about loving anyone I lied about shoes. I said I was going to post 3 ugly pair today, but I'm not. I have something much more important to share.

The end of one year and the beginning of a new always seems to bring reflection to most of us.. especially what we did in that last year. What I did in that last year was live through the entire year with a 14 year old daughter. I know to most that does not should like a huge achievement however to me it is GINORMOUS! When I was 14 due to some kind of arrangement that was made that I was not privy to until just a couple of years ago, I spent weekends in one home and weekdays in another. I wasn't alone in this adventure and in looking back it probably was one of the most meaningful times of my life. I can look back at that time and think of many lessons I learned. I can also say that at 14 I was a horror as a kid. Not sure how the parents lived through it, all 4 of them, but they did and alas I did too, however I have to say.. my kid... she is still an angel, me at 14 I was pure as the driven snow.. as long as it was driven by say.. Satan and a team of fire breathing black stallions. So you get the point I reflected back 23 years ago to a time when I wasn't so good, and compared that to the same time of my daughters life, no comparison I tell ya.. none.

Crap I am babbling.. there is a point. I promise. I wanted to share with you a lesson I learned that year, 23 years ago.

If you are drunk and have climbed the tree in your front yard and there are people wandering around all over the place looking for you... don't giggle. Yea that one was a HUGE lesson.

Ringing out the New Year...

2009-01-01T07:28:00.007-05:00

Yesterday evening the husband and I were watching a little boob tube and something caught our eye and we had to run out and get it for New Years Eve.. (ok ok it was Ben and Jerry's ice cream .. don't ask) Anyway when I walked out the door my I glanced up and the sky and exclaimed.. SCREW THE ICE CREAM.. I got to have that shot! So with as much speed a humanly possibly on that windy little road to Harpers Creek we dashed.. me with camera in hand and pa in his kercheif.. (oh wait wrong story)

It is times like these I wish I could have been a Cullen. On the other hand I am not 100% sure they appreciate sun sets. I could not think of a better way to ring out the old year and bring in the new than a shot of the sun setting in 2008 and rising in 2009 (if anyone has a shot of that sun rising thing let me know.. K?)

I am wishing you all a very Happy and Healthy and Prosperous 2009!

Yesterday I spent a girls day with my girls (..and no I don't mean the boobs as one of my friends thought I meant when I sent her a text stating I was hanging out with the girls today.) So I will explain, I have one daughter so most would think I would say I was "hanging on with my girl" um no.. cause regardless of the fact that I have only one daughter I do in fact have a niece hence girlS. We had a blast. We did the following:

A. Took the oldest girl to CHKD to have her ankle rechecked. Still must wear air cast but does not need crutches and has exercises she has to do or next thing will be supervised PT. (there are no pictures of that)

B. We went to the book store and both girls got books, even though one girl apparently calls the other girl weird cause she reads too much when we got to the book store she decided she liked to read too. (there are no pictures of this either)

C. We went to the mall in search of a Beatles calendar which we found.. unfortunately we also found a iCarly and a Funny Bunny calendar too, I am still not sure how the hunt for ONE calendar turned into the purchase of three but it did. (there are no pictures of this)

D. We played in the mall and got yelled at in Spencers.. THERE ARE PICTURES OF THIS...

E. We went to lunch at one of our favorite spots in Newport News I think it is called Atzeca or something like that.. but it is where the old Chi Chis was. (again no pictures I had chips in my hands)

F. MANIS!!! Only one shot of that.. the chick yelled at me in a very firm Asian kinda way and believe me having a cuticle clipper poked at you with every word is intimidating so I put the camera away. I actually got the most important shot cause this was her FIRST mani.

G. Then there was another unfortunate incident that included a Pumba and a galloping horse.. I think my child now hates me but it is really her fault .. shortly before arriving at this particular destination we were singing "I just can't wait to be King" .. you know from the Lion King.. oh come on YOU KNOW.. Everybody Look Left.. Everybody Look Right.. Everywhere you Look I'm standing spot light.. oh well you don't know.. ok. Hakuna Matata.. know that one? Oh.. K.. Good. Well as we are singing the daughter screams I am PUMBA!! So what you are about to see is HER fault!

Tomorrow.. the girls day from Tuesday, including different girls and at least 3 pair of ugly shoes.

Happy .....

2008-12-31T07:18:00.004-05:00

Birthday Baby Boy! You thought I was going to say New Year didn't you.

17 years ago today I had my oldest son.. exactly 7 hours and 17 minutes ago. He was born at 0:00:00 between December 30 and 31.. 24 hours later and he would have been the first baby for 98 in the world. I actually was given the opportunity to pick which day he was born on because when the nurses entered it in the computer it would not give a date for that time and the Dr swore it was not a second before or after it was dead on. So.. given that little gem I picked the 31st because no matter how old he is or where he is.. there will ALWAYS be a party on his birthday. I am such a cool mom.

Days go by...

2008-12-29T18:22:00.004-05:00

(that song is so stuck in my head but that is the only piece I remember so hang tight a second)

And days go by...
I can feel 'em flyin'
Like a hand out the window in the wind.
The cars go by...
Yeah it's all we've been given,
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by...
Oh and a woo-hoo...

Ok that is better.. I like that little woo-hoo at the end. In case some of you don't know I happen to dabble in photography a bit. I doubt I will ever have the eye that these wonderful ladies do...

Chesapeake Bay Woman

or

The Pioneer Woman

but I still enjoy it so bare with me .. k?

I took on a task a couple of months ago of turning my cousins slides into digital images, you know updating technology from the 60's to well... now. Fun stuff. I will never ever turn down a job like this because of the teasures that one might happen across .. such as a photo of ones grandfather actually working his boat.. or photos of ones great grandfather doing the same.. (I use too many ... )

But while CBW and I have a love for just pieces of scenery around the county I have found a love of "days gone by.." that does not even being to touch this county today. It makes me long for those days and family members who have passed many years ago. It makes me long for a turn around of the fishing industry of the days of yester year.

I did a bit of retouching (not nearly enough due to the damage to the original but it was good enough for a 5 minutes job if you are looking at a 4x6) on some of these slides and plan on making a display in my home and sharing them here. The picture for today brings tears to my eyes not only for color of the day but the sight of this particular day on the bay that I fear will never been seen again by my generation and quite possibly ever...

Enjoy...

Is the glass half old ....

2008-12-23T06:50:00.002-05:00

..or is it half young.

Today is the first day of the vacation. I am up with the chickens. I think that is part of the old part. However, I stayed up really late last night like I was half young! Then again I am going to need a nap this afternoon not sure if that is part REALLY young or REALLY old.

I have decided that this age our generation is currently circling around is quite possibly the best of both worlds .. let me list for you the reasons.

1. We can stay up REALLY late and be ok.. even if you drink a couple of eggnogs.
2. You can still get up early and make it to work on time if you do 1.
3. You can take a nap the afternoon after doing 1. and no one will say anything about it.. cause it is not an every day occurrence as of yet.
4. If you happen to not enjoy where you are or what is happening during 1. you can beg of by saying I need to get to bed so I can 2. and no one will call you lame.
5. We have no yet begun to forget things yet.. (ok just a couple but not ALL the time)
6. We are young enough to go outside to play with our kids in the snow and still young enough to not have to spend the following week in bed after wards and old enough to appreciate the fact that we still can take the kids in a snow ball fight.
7. We are young enough to still enjoy Christmas with family and friends..( WHY DO I HEAR A COYOTE HOWLING THIS TIME OF MORNING???) and old enough to appreciate the times past that we spent with family and friends who are no longer with us.

I could continue for quite a bit.. but I need a nap.

SMOOCHIES.

BAYCATION!!!!!

2008-12-22T07:24:00.002-05:00

Today is the last day I work officially until January 5th. I say officially because taking my blackberry away from me would be like reaching in with your bare hand and ripping someones heart out. Meaning it would cause a lot of pain and ultimately end in death for someone. (keep in mind the one feeling the pain and dying not necessary be me.. I am quite a scrapy character when you go messing with my communications.)

You want to know what I am going to do on my vacation.. nothing.. nada.. not a DAMN thing. Why because I travel every week as it is, being home will be a nice change.

I do know that some of my buddies are going to breakfast Saturday after Christmas and that is honestly going to the be the highlight of my time off. Speaking of which.. Hey Tracy.. wanna go?

I wish everyone a safe and happy Holiday.. I say holiday not cause I don't want to say Christmas but because I have too many friends celebrating too many things and find it hard to spell them all.. me it will be Christmas.

Smoochies to you all!

Nevermind...

2008-12-20T08:11:00.003-05:00

I am not deleting or hiding or anything.. sorry I panicked I kept thinking CRAP if Tracy found it who else has found it .. which led to images of my children reading this and I honestly did not know if I had said anything over the last year or so that give them serious nightmares. So I went and did a quick search and found ... are you ready for this.. ONE SENTENCE in the entire thing that may send them running!! And actually it was a piece of a sentence. It is all removed.

Don't ask me what it was that would defeat the purpose.

but I am here, I am back and I am going to try to keep this thing updated on some regular basis. I mean after all it is Christmas and miracles can happen.

Smoochies Guys!

As soon as I figure it out..

2008-12-18T10:26:00.001-05:00

This whole thing is deleted.

I made a mistake

2008-12-18T07:15:00.001-05:00

I posted on a local girls blog using my real blogger id.. and now people have found me. I had no intention of anyone ever really finding this other than the people I pointed here but alas they have. All good things must come to an end and all.. so it is the beginning of a new era here on the water.. one in which I have to watch what I say and about who.. or at the very least use code words! By the way.. HI TRACY! HI ROBBY!

So it is time to blow the dust off the publish post button in blogger and carry on with my story.. my fun.. my life as a waterman's wife.. smooches to all!

And by the way... Katy.. Monkling.. Kim-D I still love ya'll..

(footnote: I really don't mind people finding me.. it gives me a reason to think up new stories.. and may take a picture or two)

Hello my lovelies!!!!

2008-08-13T18:39:00.002-05:00

How the hell is everyone.. me BUSY BUSY BUSY.
Still fat.. just not AS fat.. but trying to get in gear to work out the rest of the issue.

Now.. work.. oh. dear. god. there enough said.

Traveling EVERY WEEK.. I miss my man.

Sorry so short but at least it is a smooch right???

post

2008-08-13T05:09:00.001-05:00

smooch..

That is all.. Happy now?

Well this is different..

2008-06-17T20:26:00.003-05:00

This post started out weird.. It was a reply to another blog post so it is going to read funny until you get to the point it says Cutting and Pasting Here.

Quite funny your post today is about writing her story.. I have begun thinking (wondering if begun is a word right now) that maybe it is time.. to put it on paper. My story. My life. From the day my mother got the good news followed very quickly by the bad. I have even written the first paragraph in my head..

I will tip you off on the good and bad news she got.
On a hot July day.. the 18th exactly someone looked at her and said. "Congratulations you have a healthy baby (good news part) GIRL (bad news part)!"

I will not be doing it on my blog. It will be in a book/slash journal format. To no one in particular but mainly written by me for my kids to read when I am gone. So they will know ME. Not Mama.. but me. (I am thinking now I will come back here tomorrow and copy this entire post and use it for my blog post) I think I will bare it all for them.. the fact that I loved my husband for 17 years but was too stupid or stuborn to return here and fight or even stand for what I wanted in my life. I think they should know how bad I really was.. but they should also know that I am a real person too with feelings and emotions. I think they should know the way it felt in my heart the day I walked away from two of them or how my life was in shambles at the age of 18..

I still think that I will hide it all in a safety deposit box for them to read only when I am dead. I think I will leave explicit instructions that the words are for them only and that the only time they can share my words is to their children when they die with more instructions that they are only to be handed down to the next generation of children after dying. I think maybe after 10 generations that the paper will have turned to dust kinda like me... and no one will care anymore but what matters is that my kids knew me.

I don't know my mother. I wish sometimes I did. I doubt I ever will.. she doesn't have the guts to bare it all. I guess I don't either not until I am gone.

My post just turned into a complete blog post...

Cutting and pasting here.

I may have a hard time getting my words on paper because I will have to hide and sneak. I know that sounds horrible and rude but I really don’t want anyone to read these words right now. Not until I can face them myself. I will have to find the perfect spot to hide my journal and find the perfect time to write. I think they are musts in order for me to put me on paper. I know there will be moments of sheer laughter.. Like the day that someone very very special to me shoved me OUT OF THE WAY and jumped in the truck right beside MY MAN. That was pay back for something.. I think I had accidentally done that to her (maybe on purpose) a day or two before. I am sure there will be moments of tears as I walk through losing loved ones that left too soon and some that lingered long after they wished they were gone. I am sure there will be panic as I face some of the times in my life that I have shoved into the darkest corners of my mind swearing they will never be dug out.

I know you are thinking that I should share my thoughts here. If I am bold enough to type this then I should be able to finish it.. Think about it this way.. Think of a grain of sand .. One grain. Now think of all the sand on the earth... Think of that one grain of sand in relation to all the sand on the earth.. There. You see.. That is what I just gave you. One grain of sand... Ok maybe 10.

Smooch

Learning the Difference...

2008-06-06T05:29:00.002-05:00

Discouraged? No.. TIRED?? YES. Apparently what I needed was a break. A break from exercise and worry about how much I ate.. or in my case recently how little I ate.

Two days I took off.. two day in which I ate a half a slice of bread at a restaurant and GASP a muffin from Starbucks. Both were on a whim nibbling BUT I seriously had GREAT reason.. can you say NO POWER.. Wednesday night storms hit the DC area and I swear all but ONE restaurant closed. Thankfully the one open is one of my favorite places in the world to eat. Yes I said the world. However there was a small issue.. EVERYONE IN 100 MILE RADIUS had to come there for dinner. It was PACKED but lovely just the same.. so while waiting on my meal they brought the bread (which co workers said yes to.. not me) and it stared at me.. with HUGE EYES!! I stared right back and I could feel the bread winning the staring contest so before I blinked or looked away I stared at it.. SCREAMED HA!!!! right into it's huge eyes and squashed the whole half a piece right in my mouth! (oh fyi for those of you who want me to be working on the fat issue.. I put butter on it first.. aren't you proud) So you see.. i was starving.. literally. The yogurt I had for breakfast was LONG gone and the beef onion and peppers for lunch which was about MAYBE 3/4 a cup worth was way way gone.. the bread it kept me from eating off of my neighbors plate which I honestly thought about. (Brother in law had some awesome looking pasta stuff and his friend had what appeared to be a fish with pecans on top and her husband OMG the steak that man had) But the half a piece of bread held me over.

Now on to that muffin. When I got up yesterday STILL NO POWER. Which meant NO COFFEE before leaving the house and attempting to get ready via flashlight. It was not a pretty sight.. what wasn't pretty you ask? ME I WAS A WRECK. I think it had more to do with the no coffee than it did the power. I mean it was daylight after all. So I get in the car HOPING that someone at the office has had mercy on those of us less fortunate people who have no power and made extra coffee, when what to my eyes does appear.. a wonderful glow.. a shine sooo bright I thought that maybe THE JC may have made it back.. No not Johnny Cash.. but close. It was a brightly lit STARBUCKS sign. I drove over two medians and I think I might have bumped an old lady trying to get to that Starbucks but I made it. Signing the praises of the electric people who obviously needed the coffee after a long night of working so they lit her up. My nose carried me to the door where a rather long line awaited their morning crack in a cup but did I care no. I stood there like I imagine a H addict does and the methadone clinic.. nervously looking around.. biting my nails.. fiddling with my shirt. I mean come on they could run out at any second and I may not get my fix! But alas I made it to the front of the line to the register where my stomach went GROWL!!!!! and the nice lady behind the counter said.. "Oh dear you must be starving dear.. here have a Cranberry Orange Muffin, that will fix you right up!" And she shoved that muffin right in my mouth. I swear she did.. all of it.. and would not let me spit it out.. none of it.. she made me eat it.. forced me.. twisted my little finger and all. (and those of you work people who might read this... you did NOT see me at my desk with a muffin.. that wasn't a muffin it might have looked like I voluntarily brought a muffin into work and cried as I ate it at my desk due to pure delight but seriously that is NOT WHAT YOU SAW)

Speaking of Starbucks. I will be doing some pictures tomorrow. I have a present I need to show you .. I just need to figure out how to take the picture and have it look right. I love presents.

It is Friday. I have lost 35 lbs.. 35 lbs.. I am happy.. I am very happy.

Oh and there will be jeans stories tomorrow.. and maybe a story about a pair of pants that need to be given away.

SMOOCH YOU LOVELIES.. and the next time I say I am discouraged come right back here and tell me.. are you SURE????

Discouraged...

2008-06-03T07:30:00.002-05:00

why is it soooo easy to get discouraged. I am down.. quite down. I have some crap going on.. with the kid.. but that doesn't have me down. My dang weight has me down. I am not losing the way I want to.. I have got to get over this and just keep going.. keep pedaling.. keep stepping.. it will work out.

smooch

100!!!

2008-06-02T07:15:00.002-05:00

APPARENTLY this is the 100th post. 100. I didn't realize I had so much to say. Well technically today I don't.

I didn't take pictures this week. This is the first time in weeks I did not take pictures. So I will have my daughter take them when she gets home. I was busy enjoying the weekend. Sorry.

I honestly don't have that much to say today. Weekend was GREAT... spent one day at the beach one day at the pool. The kids are slightly pink this morning. I am just slightly more browned as Dude told me yesterday. The kid.. has his own name for things.. we have a time around here trying to figure out what he is talking about sometimes, but even if you tell him what the real name is .. it doesn't seem logical to him so he continues to use his own terminology. Which is ok at that point cause you have already spent the three hours to figure out what the hell he is talking about.

here are a few examples.

Dude:"Mom.. my foot is tired."
Me:Umm ok how do you KNOW your FOOT is tired?
Dude: "Cause it is tingling"
Me: No Dude.. it is asleep.. not tired
Dude:"Well I can't tell my foot is asleep but it feels TIRED"
Me:Umm ok.

Overheard during a thunder storm:
Dude: "Mom, if a thunder shock hits you can it kill you?"
Me: A what?"
Dude: " a thunder shock"
Me: Thunder is the noise you hear.. it can't hit you.
Dude.. "NOOOOO not the noise the shock part you see."
Me: "Oh lightening. Yes it can kill you."
Dude.. "Oh ok so you wouldn't want a thunder shock to hit you then."
Me.. SIGH.. yes you would NOT want a thunder shock to hit you.

One night watching TV this little heated discussion took place

Dude: Hand me a cupboard
Me: a what?
Dude: a cupboard
Me: (thinking I was hearing him incorrectly) A WHAT?
Dude: a CUPBOARD A CUPBOARD HAND ME A CUPBOARD
Me: (now knowing I heard correctly but still had no clue what he was talking about) Umm WHAT??? WHAT ARE YOU ASKING ME FOR?? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND YOU.
Dude: FORGET IT! I WILL GET IT MYSELF. (gets up from floor walks straight towards me leans over coffee table picks up object holds in it my face) A CUP BOARD!!!!!!
Me: (after seeing the object) OHHHH A COASTER
Dude: " A CUP BOARD.. A CUP BOARD.. (holds up his cup.. holds up the coaster, shows me his cup.. says.. CUP.. shows me the coaster (which is made of wood) says BOARD... puts cup on coaster) A CUP BOARD.
Me.. (with fingers in ears) LALALALLAAAAAALALALALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU.

There are more.. many more.. but I have decided to forget them or I would end up talking like.. like.. like I am half crazy yet logical.

HAVE A GREAT DAY
smooch

Upside Down You're Turning Me.. (music note.. music note)

2008-05-28T07:50:00.004-05:00

So thanks to a buddy I remembered a little picture I never used here.. My baby is now full grown and a whooping 7 lbs. To me she is huge. But back in the day when she was still a itty bitty little thing. I witnessed this one day while watching her sleep.

It started like this.. I noticed her head was kinda tucked in between the cushions a bit. Feet stuck up. I thought awwwww how cute.

But then.. minutes later.. the awwww how cute turned into THIS:

There are just no words to express the feelings I had that day. This was completely unprompted, unaided, and caused uncontrollable laughter. She stated that way for a very very long time.. just hanging out napping. She did not seem to mind that she was completely stuck until she woke up.. then she cried.. cause her feet wouldn't touch anything so she couldn't get out.

Ok.. enough about that. I am taking another exercise day off.. my body is not liking me today at all. My muscles just ache.. my tummy aches.. had a headache last night. I really need to invest in some pamprin or something of the like. Which actually it is a good day to feel like crap. The weather is crap. Major wind.. drizzly.. dreary.. gloomy.. not even getting to 70 today. So at least I feel ok about taking the day off.. it isn't like I am wasting a beautiful day or I am stuck in the house wanting out and it is nasty out. So I feel like mother nature was being my day off and I can listen to her every now and then.

So dinner last night.. it is going to look at A LOT like dinner tonight. (I have leftovers)

Let me tell you it was GOOD. and no that is not the same beef as the other night. I picked up a couple of Sirloins yesterday at the store and marinated them a bit then grilled away. The veggies.. were AWESOME.. I had tomatos, zucs, squash, mushrooms, pepper and onion in there. I will have that again tonight I am sure. I have those veggies in the fridge. I may add a little broccilli as a side as well. I am still debating the whole beef once a week thing.. that just seems stupid to me now for some reason. Very stupid. Thoughts?

So everyone have a GREAT DAY! oh and..

SMOOCH

My hands are puffy...

2008-05-27T05:42:00.014-05:00

That is a good sign of water retention right? And honestly I did not get in all my water yesterday. I was concerned of drinking tons of water in a public place where the bathrooms of the times were... out houses.

Ok so the day started out like any other... (hear a tire screeching noise in your head right here ok?)

I know you are shocked right.. well in that cup is brewed Pike's Place which I have not decided if I like or not yet, a shot of SF Mocha and some heavy cream. It was good.

We then made our way over to Colonial Williamsburg.. it was such a pretty day. These pics we snapped right after getting there.

This is where we were.. SEEEEE.. I don't like that outfit as much in pictures as I did in the mirror.. sigh.

This is the daughter she did not want me to take this picture. I didn't want the one taken of me with the clip in the top of my head either but apparently she has one on her phone.

And this is yet another picture of me where I DO NOT smile. Don't ask me why.. I just don't.. I feel like I am smiling but on the outside I am not. No I am not Joan Rivers I can feel my face still but apparently I don't know what a smile feels like.

Oh and yes I do know I have 80's hair band hair. It just isn't AS big anymore. I can still make it look that way I just choose not to.

So then My BFF gets there and OFF we go..

First we went and bought these:

That is a three ring friendship ring the two hands open up to reveal a heart inside. We are going to try to get the hearts engraved by our local jewelers. Ya.. that way when they are together they say Ya Ya.

Oh whoops I actually forgot my FIRST purchase of the day. Some of you know that I collect Starbucks Coffee Cups.. well this was the days' real first purchase

Notice it is pink.. AND it was on sale for like $4! You never find Starbucks mugs for $4.

Ok back to the trip.. let's see next was lunch .. WARNING WILL ROGERS! YOU ARE ABOUT THE ENTER A FORCE FIELD OF FOOD.

I wanted this.. When I read the name of the dish...

It is a good thing I continued reading cause it was FULL of fruit. I would not have been happy with that choice when it made it to the table. So BFF's friend ordered it. We will call her Lucy.

There there was THIS little concoction.

I came VERY close to this one.. (hold the bread and onions please) Alas again.. I retreated. My BFF ended up with this one with the promise I got a bite of it.. I did and it was GOOD..

This one..

I had NO DESIRE for at ALL.. none zero zlitch. This was the daughters lunch. The french fries didn't even look good at the moment.

So I suppose you want to know what I ended it with right..

drum roll please

it was VERY VERY GOOD. I was pleased with my menu choice and even more pleased when the shrimp arrived at the table on top of the salad and you could see them. Sometimes you have to play hide and seek for them in your salad at certain places but not here.

Then all of a sudden out of the blue.. right out of the sky.. I mean ceiling.. THIS FELL ON OUR TABLE.. I do not know how it got there or when such things started falling right on tables unprompted but apparently at this place they do.

They say that the King of Arms Tavern is haunted ( you will see a pic of that place in a sec) but this is the Season's no mention of hauntings so imagine my surprise when some bread loving spirit possessed my body picked up the spoon and ate not one.. not two.. not three but like four or FIVE bites of this little piece of heaven on earth. Funny thing about about possessions.. you can still taste what they try to eat for you. That little cheat also prompted some one to say.. hey why don't you try for a carb friendly version. I am going to.. I have an idea.. and if it works out it will be turned over to Cleo to use. She deserves the credit for any recipe I happen to come up with cause she is a great inspiration to the Low Carb World of eating.

So after we sat that like little pigs for a bit..

see:

Left to Right.. BFFs Friend, BFF, Daugther, ME! Yes I am smiling in this picture. Maybe I don't smile much cause I look like I got a grill going on.. I promise there is nothing fake in my mouth.. no silver or gold or titanium.. it is all just teeth.. they are just white.. almost fake white but no fake going on either. Strange isn't it.

Anyway back to the trip..

Theses are random pictures that were taken..

This one is the haunted tavern.. it was closed by the time we got there. Which stunk cause we wanted to look inside. But at least we got to look at the outside. I will be making a trip back to REALLY look at things soon. I spent most of the day talking.

Apparently we talked a little too much for the others tastes cause some how we ended up in these. The rest of our group threatened to leave us there. (FYI we did look around to ensure there were no small children around prior to the making of this shot. No small children, animals or elderly were injured from gasping at the "finger fly" in these pics)

Ok.. now let's look at some of the things I came home with.

I should have taken pics of the kids and my mothers gift but I didn't. The daughter got way not Colonial things.. a cell phone case and a Webkins dog. The oldest son got a flint stone and an Iron stricker (yes he is old enough to play with such things)The youngest son got a tin flute.. that much to my dismay he likes enough to keep tooting on.. SIGH.. I went to pick him up a few things at the store last night.. they didn't have the things he wanted so that was all he got. My mother got the best gift.. a bird bottle. I loved it.. but she kept the brat so I gave it to her. :)

Now here is a pic of some of the things I got for ME.

See the wooden spoon.. it was SOOOO CUTE I had to buy it. I put it beside a tablespoon so you could get a grasp of the size. The first picture made it look like the wooden spoon you would stir say.. a large pot of stew with. But this is tiny. It is the prefect Coffee Scoop spoon. Hince why I spent the extra money on this tiny little thing I normally would not have. It is something I will use every day.. some times twice and it has a feel good feel to it.. You just feel good when you touch it. The thing that looks like cake beside it.. it isn't cake.. it is cheese.. to die for cheese. I have the rest of it hidden in the fridge for a few special occasion. I don't know what that occasion is going to be yet. It could be the fact that I wake up tomorrow.

Ok.. then I bought this stuff.. some of it Colonial Some of it Not Colonial.

The soaps.. Colonial.. the Vitamins.. there for Christin's viewing (see I do listen) the other stuff.. random purchases.

What a day it was.. filled with FUN AND FRIENDS.. how the heck can you beat that!

SMOOCH!

Happy Friday.. a walk.. a ride.. and a number

2008-05-23T07:36:00.002-05:00

Hey everyone!

Happy Friday and a smooch to ya. Holiday on Monday three day weekend WOOHOO!

I don't have food pictures. Well I do but it is just roast beef.. you don't really need to see roast beef do ya?

If ya do I will show ya.

But what I really want you to see is the tickers at the very bottom of the screen. The weight one is good.. it shows you how much I lost.. and yes how much my fat ass weighed when I stated this. And I working towards a goal some say is unrealistic.. but honestly I am not firmly set in that.. it is just a goal. It can be changed.

The other.. will not be changed that is my ultimate goal. I am walking and riding my way to 1000 miles. In the last month I have gone from a 4 mile bike ride to a 16. I have gone from walking a 20 minute mile and 3 miles to a 15 minute mile and walking 5. It clears my head.. it makes me feel so great.. The waterman thinks I go to far.. that I push to hard. But i will be a fabulous 40.. and not a FLABulous 40 LOL

Smooch to you guys..

No I might not ever post again.. Ever

2008-04-20T09:07:00.002-05:00

Yea I know it has been FOREVER. I make no promises here so you can't hold me to the fact that I don't post weekly or monthly. Well you can't even hold me to the fact that I don't post at all. Ever.

Sometimes I just have nothing to say.. Sometimes I have so much to say I don't know where to start.

Today I will start with today. Today I weigh much more than I should. Today I woke up. Today I ache from going to the gym and really working hard. Today is the last day I eat off plan. Today I will finish reading a book I started yesterday. Today someone annoyed me by posting a comment on a blog I don't update but yet had actually gone to the entry page this morning to write something but got side tracked. Today my kids are going bowling. Today I will do at least 100 crunches and drink 128 oz of water.

Today I posted. Are you happy now?

smooch

Dear Concerned Citizen

2008-03-07T16:05:00.002-05:00

I have a tip for you.. if you can't get anyone to take you to the hospital it is always fun to climb the tree in the front yard and stay there until everyone else in the house realizes you are missing. (PS sometimes that takes about an hour or so.. so be sure to have something to drink with you, preferably what ever it was you were drinking prior to needing to go to the hospital) After they realize you are gone you can have much fun watching them run all over the place looking for you.

If you want you can even giggle a little .. they don't hear you.

However, my biggest piece of advise.. do not sneeze.. the limb you are on will snap just enough that you fall on your ass out of the tree.

smooch

Ok Granny...

2008-02-26T18:22:00.002-05:00

Who I have this horrible feelings is very closely related to the same Granny that answered the phone when she was 15 as "Granny" only to find out that it was her prom date calling! Talk about... HUMILIATING.

Anyway that happened way way back in the 80's and I have gotten over it (read: not really and that I still have nightmares about it) but speaking of the 80's I was transported right back to 1984 this weekend when I took Sis to the movies with 3 of her friends for her 14th birthday. They had to pick a movie age appropriate because my mother was in charge of the other girls and well their parents would get upset with her. We have very different ideas of appropriate but the girls did good and picked the movie Step Up 2. Now this was a good movie with a GREAT underlying story that is if you quit drooling over the hot guys and their delicious dancer bodies long enough to realize there was a story (read: I only noticed the story part on the way home). Anyway where I was transported was the moment the movie started. I saw their clothes.. I heard their music.. I heard the names of their crews.. I was TOLD what they were doing is called Street Dancing but I kept shaking my head muttering to myself .. no.. no.. no... no.

These hot bodies were not STREET dancing.. they were full force BREAK dancing.. what I found even funnier is that my daughter and her adorable little friends think ALL of those moves are new. HA. After the movie I wanted to go rent the movie Breakin' and turn it on mute so they would not laugh at the music and go.. SEE!!! It wasn't YOU .. it was US!!! The kids of the 80's!!! NOT YOU LITTLE PUNK ASSES, but again my mother would not have approved. So what I did instead was while the girls were in the parking lot showing each other the Pop n Lock.. (read: really screwing up the Pop n Lock) I speak up and say.. Umm girls you are doing that wrong.

What did I get for my effort. Strange blank stare by 4 girls.. followed by eye rolls by 4 girls.. followed by my daughter saying to them.. Like she would know!

What they don't know.. is that myself, my brother and my favorite cousin were all very much into it and were quite good and it doesn't matter that I am twice those little punk ass girls age.. I CAN STILL POP N LOCK BETTER THAN THEY EVER DREAMED THEY COULD.

SMOOCH.

Beans Don't burn on the grill....

2008-01-30T06:48:00.000-05:00

Moving on up!! To the top.. to a deluxe apartment in the skyyy....

Ok Ok so the words may be a little askew there and maybe just a little backwards but you get the point. And it isn't a deluxe apartment.. and the truth is fish DO fry in our kitchen.. what does fish frying have to do with coming into money and moving up anyway???

Oh... we didn't come into money. Not like the Jefferson's anyway.

We are moving this week... not very far, across the yard to be exact. One would think that wouldn't be so bad.. WRONG. The truth is .. it was EASIER to move from NC to VA than 100 yards or so away!

I have ONE room done.. 4 1/2 more to go.. I say 1/2 cause I am not counting the bathroom as a whole room. My son's bedroom looks so nice. That would be the one that is complete.

What makes me sad.. I am going to have to downgrade my books.. AGAIN. I am losing at LEAST one large book shelf. I think the paper backs are biting it this time. Simply because I can put them in a box and store them in our shed and I will at least KNOW where they are.. Have you ever seen anyone soooo attached to their BOOKS? Those books got me through many many lonely days, they became my "friends". How pathetic is that??? Now I have a loving husband and two wonderful sons and an amazing daughter to fill my days, but I STILL can't let them go.

Oh that isn't a RANDOM baby.. that is Tyler my BFF's new baby.. I say new cause he is only a few months old and he is still really NEW to me. And NOTHING is wrong with his arm.

smooch

This one is for the girls...

2008-01-23T19:09:00.000-05:00

Piczo Lips

Do I even have to say the word???

I am still in Maryland.. will be going home late tomorrow evening but I thought I would say hi and give you a smooch and .. well how about a baby picture to make a very short post all that more exciting.

What I should be doing..

2008-01-21T09:52:00.000-05:00

What I should be doing is taking a shower and getting dressed.
What I am doing is laying on the bed in my pjs watching a Tru Calling marathon.

What I should be doing is packing my clothes for my three day trip to Maryland.
What I am doing is washing clothes because I did not bother to do it yesterday.

What I should be doing is going to my grandfathers to rummage through a few things I have left thing sorting what goes where.
What I am doing is waiting until next weekend when I can make my daughter go with me so I don't have to go alone.

What I should be doing is logging on to blogger every day and giving you an update.
What I am doing is hiding in my own little world cause I just don't feel like dealing.

What I should be doing is hopping right back on the diet wagon cause I was doing so well.
What I am doing is eating myself crazy.

I am alive.. I am well.. well kinda sorta.. oh and because I haven't showered yet.. I stink ..

SMOOCH.

Merry Christmas to my friends...

2007-12-24T15:13:00.000-05:00

Please do not forget me.
I was going to do a long catch you all up post today as a Christmas gift to you all.
But that is the last thing on my mind right now.

We are all dealing with family tragedy right now,

My mother in law passed suddenly.

I wanted to give you all a smooch and I will be back soon.

Before I get bit

2007-12-02T11:56:00.000-05:00

I thought I would say HI!

How is everyone? Things are good here.

I am counting the days down until Christmas. I am hoping Santa brings me the camera I have been whining eeerrr hhmmm I mean polietely asking for. yes it is a little more than your average every day old camera.. but this is ME. I am not average.

I know I have been away again for some time.. to be honest I am busy all the time! There is never not a load of clothes, or not something to dust, or not something to wash.. of all people for me to channel I channel the one that would have a heart attack if something was out of place for someone to see. (our family are closet crammers if it is in the closet and no one can see it . oh well)

Well I thought I would leave you with this cute little picture of me when I was little. With my little brother with the girly curls. Oh I am so sweet and innocent and adorable in this little dress with a bow in my hair.. I was such a girly girl.. never ever did I get dirty or play in the mud or beat up boys.. not me I was in the kitchen baking cookies.. Oh shit forget it.. just look at my knees if you want to know what kind of kid I really was.. and I still remember the beating I took to get me in that dress and the one that was threatened if I didn't smile like a girl in the picture..

Now THIS is more what I looked like :)

OW DAMNIT STOP OW OUCH NOT THERE...

2007-11-27T08:02:00.000-05:00

uumm I am not sure who did this. oh wait I see.. Kim-D NO smoochies for you.

I know you guys miss me but I have really been busy! Seriously I know that is no excuse but I have been doing so much! I have made a movie for my mother and her siblings using photos from their pre birth and childhood on up to their children. Do you know how long that has taken???

On top of that I have maintained an A in my class. Do you know how hard that is????

Also the kid Punk Child is giving me a FIT. I have been having to hold his hand with each and every step this year. I really need to do more for him but I don't know where to begin.

I have been raising a 3 month old puppy who LOVES my slippers. The bad part is she only LOVES them on my feet. Do you know how badly 3 month old puppy teeth hurt on the top of the foot. She wants to know if you guys know how badly the top of mommies foot in the ass hurts?

Other than all of that I am great wonderful seriously. This is my very very favorite time of the year. I have my baby Charlie Brown tree up.. the house smells like Christmas which I adore.

I see that some one learned how to put up pictures which is GREAT.. I love seeing her face.. that beautiful face. I also understand that the wine glasses I stole .... errr hmmm borrowed on that house visit might need to be returned. And someone else adores their SH and DD. That picture is great by the way.. to be cherished I am sure.

As for my Dear Sister.. she hasn't updated her blog either so I have no clue if she is living.

I am going to leave you with two pictures these are pictures that not everyone in my generation has... pictures that I will hold on to dearly to pass down to my childrens children.

Both of these pictures are of two of my GREAT GREAT Grandmothers! I will tell you how under the pictures!

Miss you all.. smooches to everyone except the woman who made the dog bite my boob!

This is my mothers, mothers, mothers, mother! How cool is that???

And this pretty lady is my mothers, mothers, fathers, mother... I am so into this.. it is just awesome!

Ok fine.. smooch Kim-d

I had my ankles bit..

2007-10-30T17:59:00.000-05:00

Thanks to one of you! I am not sure what was going on but Binky Too came running up to me bit my ankle and drug me to the lap top, then I noticed that some one HAD her drag me here!

Ok we are doing good. I have just be very very busy! Work has been chaotic and on top of that my lap top (work) fried so I was without for almost a week.

I have painted my bedroom and purchased the most glorious new bed, the husband isn't liking it all that much. Says he was used to the lumps and bumps and spring sticking out of the old one. That is what did it for me when the spring sprung I felt like I was living in a cartoon! So I found a WONDERFUL buy this weekend saved myself a grand! So because I save the grand I spent a quarter of it on 100% Egyptian cotton sheets and 4 new king size pillows that are fluffy little bits of heaven!

Binky Too is doing wonderful.. other than she is not potty training as well as I had hoped. I have yet to figure this all out.

Anyway big smoochies to all of you.. even the one who had my ankles chomped!

SWEETNESS

2007-10-21T15:11:00.000-05:00

Just looking at this makes up for the lack of sleep!!!

Not to mention that so far no accidents today.. it has a lot to do with the fact I have swept her off to the potty as soon as she opens her eyeballs and I sit on top of her.. Ok not on TOP but beside her until she goes.. constantly saying Go Potty.. I sound like a loon but at least she is peeing where she is SUPPOSED to. and she has already learned that if I give her "The Look" she needs to back up and stay in the potty spot.

It has a completely different name

2007-10-21T06:51:00.000-05:00

Binky Too she looks soooo much like Binky Boo that it was not possible to not name her that. The problem I am facing right this minute is I have NO CLUE what to do with such a small baby! It cries all night I have had no sleep in two nights and it doesn't warn you it is going to pee.. it JUST DOES! Do they make diapers for puppies??? it needs one

WE COME HOME TODAY!!!

2007-10-19T05:16:00.000-05:00

Today is a very exciting day!!!

I bring my baby home and so does my bff! Ok Ok so she did go through roughly 11 hours of labor to have her baby and I had to wait a grueling 3 weeks to pick mine up. Her labor may have been harder but MINE was definately been LONGER!

I PROMISE update and pics later today when we get home! I mean I have to show you all the cool things I bought her right???

Ok I am going to tell you how pathetically cheap.. no that isn't it.. immature.. no that isn't it... snobbish... NO that isn't it.. WAIT I GOT IT.. you know how some people call themselves shoe snobs, or yarn snobs, or bag snobs.. cause they only get the very very best?

I am NOT a hotel snob! Don't get me wrong I love a good hotel as much as the other person the nice fluffy bed.. the wonderful pillows the nice lounge, but I just can't sleep while I am there! I have been gone from home for a week.. a whole week in which each day I became more and more tired due to less and less sleep! Last night.. I stopped in my travel to get the baby in a side of the road Super 8 Motel that cost all of $50 a small fraction of the cost of my normal homes away from homes and I slept like a baby! They even gave me.. as in FREE.. FOR NOTHING .. I HANDED OVER NO EXTRA MONEY for a wonderful bowl of FROOT LOOPS this morning!!!! Can you ask for more than that???

SMOOCH AND ONE LHK to the one who gets the importance of a good bowl of FROOT LOOPS!

well... we are at least getting somewhere

2007-10-18T05:14:00.000-05:00

After the sister persons nice comment about Pinky that is OUT ... OUT I TELL YOU OUT!

So we are looking at Tippy..

a newer picture

2007-10-16T07:05:00.000-05:00

The days are getting close now! I am getting more nervous more excited more restless.

One of my best friends is pregnant.. due any day. (I am secretly hoping that Friday is her day) Wouldn't that be fun!

Oh and the waterman is leaning towards Pinky.. I am not all that thrilled about that one, but it is his job.

What's in a Name??

2007-10-12T10:07:00.000-05:00

A LOT!

Ok for those of you wondering... THIS..

does not have a name. It will not have a name until next Friday when I bring her home and the waterman looks at her. He is the namer around these parts. So in the mean time THIS is being called Julibinkhead. Which is very similar to the new Verizon commercials where people need phones that work in Carivirgizona. Ohhh that could be it's name Calivergizona... Zoni for short. That would look neat on her papers!

Seriously I just call her meat mouth. That is potted meat all over her lips :)

SMOOCH

The new Baby.. and a big Thank you

2007-10-08T06:00:00.000-05:00

First the thank you to Monkling!!! I have lovely hand made soap all because I said Laura! How cool is that??
Oh and by the way I am scared to us it.. so it is sitting there looking PRETTY. extra smooch to you.

Kim.. I am alive and well.. scratch that.. I am alive.. for checking on me.. extra smooch.

For the rest you.. well just blah. That is just about all i have to say. I am tired and just don't feel like doing ANYTHING today.

But I will leave you with some pictures! So Smooch to you..

And the Pick is..

2007-10-02T10:16:00.000-05:00

I haven't decided yet.

That was mean wasn't it. I am leaning towards the baby with the little white racing stripe on her head. She is cute. She reminds me of the one I loved before. But there is a size component as well. I won't see the true sizes until next week. Monday to be exact.

I am a little down today. Ok a lot down. So this is going to be short.

I wish I could take them both, heck I wish I could take all three but my husband would never let me spend over a grand on dogs.

smooch

Wanna play guess which baby??

2007-09-30T10:43:00.000-05:00

After you decide which one we are leaning towards.. tell me if you think she is a boy or a girl.. just curious what you think they look like.

I know I haven't been around.. Sorry. Just going through .. stuff.

Enjoy the guessing.. and let me just tell you that things aren't always as they seem.

smooch

How is this for happy!!!

2007-09-25T18:55:00.001-05:00

I came home tonight to my husband telling me that we are having a baby! And that was final.
Granted my baby will have four legs.

Don't get me wrong in no way does that take away my hurt of losing my Binky Boo but it does give me hope.

Not only are we having a baby we are getting Binky's sister. Same parents.

I thought this would make you all smile a little.

Tragedy

2007-09-24T20:07:00.000-05:00

I know I have been missing in action for that I am sorry. I haven't had the heart to blog ... honestly I do not know how to put into words what is going on in my world. So I am going to do the best I can and please forgive me if it is too graphic or offensive.

We lost our little angel "Binky Boo" this weekend. I would post you a picture but I can't do that without breaking into tears yet again. My eyes already look like they have gone 10 rounds with Ali, and I wouldn't think there could anymore tears left in me, but I continue to surprise myself by breaking out at any given time. Like right now.

I went to Busch Gardens with my kids Saturday and came home to Binky barely breathing and whimpering with every breath she tried to make. I had talked to the waterman on the way home and he had told me she jumped off the dock and he had to jump in and save her, but he didn't prepare me for what I was about to see. He was in denial, complete total denial. I can understand, and do not blame him in any way. It was a freak accident and no one's fault. I suppose I was a little more together than he was as he was the one with her and wanted her to be ok. I called my vet, who was closed and directed me to the on call dr. I call him, imagine my surprise to find a message "I am sorry we are at church for the evening, if you have an emergency call so and so." Well so and so was over an hour away, my mother tried other vets in our area but no one was available. I am sorry but if you are going to be on call for emergencies I am sure that your god wouldn't mind if you took and emergency call during a Saturday evening service to save someone's loved one. Apparently Dr AssWipe didn't agree with me.

I threw my youngest son in the car and had him hold Binky as I was driving like a mad woman, not to mention crying like one. We didnt' make it one mile from home before she stopped breathing and her eyes rolled back. I screamed and grabbed her, apparently that was enough to shock her back into breathing. I dropped my son off and picked up my daughter, I needed some one with me that could help me, Drake is a great kid, but with him screaming and crying as much as me just wasn't helping me at the moment. I needed someone with me that would keep talking to Binky.. keep her alert.

I had so much hope when I got to that doctors office. I just knew that Binky was going to be ok. They were going to fix her. They had too.. she was Binky! The doctor came out and asked me how long she had been in the water, I had no clue, they asked me if she had hit her head, I had no clue. I wasn't there. The most I could get out of the husband when I got home was that she was in the water on her side and he lost his boots. I still do not know for sure what happened to my Binky. I am sure I will never really know. Later in the night the waterman said she ran up on the dock and just never stopped and fell over, he dove in after her but she never tried to swim.

The vets gave her medicine to get the water out of her lungs but it just was too little too late. The lack of oxygen to her brain for hours had already caused damage. The first thing we noticed was that she couldn't see me, then her hearing went. It progressively got worse. For hours I sat with her begging her to fight to try for mama. And she did.. she tried so hard. She got her tempurature back up (after the vet had tried for about 2 hours with a heating blanket with very little luck) and her oxygen level went up as long as I talked to her but she didn't have enough strength left to keep fighting. Then peice by peice she just shut down.

I have never in my life gone through anything so traumatic. To hold her, Binky, and watch her slip away is more than my heart can even begin to bear. I have cried, I have screamed, I have wanted to just sit down and quit, I have worked, I have cleaned, I have washed clothes, I have tried to carry on as normal. I can't. I really can't. Every where I look I see her. She brought us so much joy and happiness and now there is this big hole and I just don't think we can fill it. The rift in this family is something I never imagined could happen but it has. I am sitting here alone, crying. I haven't been held and told it was going to be ok. I haven't been comforted. I know I am not the only one who lost her but is that really the point?

I came home in the wee hours Sunday morning and comforted my husband, and told him it would be ok, and it wasn't his fault and that I loved him, and I would be here for him. Is it too much to ask for that in return. He honestly hasn't talked to me all day. I can count on my hands the number of words he has said to me today. Maybe he doesn't know what to say, maybe he doesn't know how to say it, maybe .. I am so sick of maybe. All i know right now is I feel like I have lost every peice of happiness I had, the very thread that held me together. I have lost the thing I have looked all my life for.... unconditional love.

I love you Binky Boo.. I miss you.

A taste of fall!

2007-09-15T19:30:00.000-05:00

Good Evening my lovely ladies!

I first have to say hi to a few people that have left comments that aren't my regular fans.

Hi there Lisa Carol and Katie!
Katie I know where you popped in from but Lisa Carol is a mind stumper since she asked me a question in my comments but I had no way but via my blog to respond. So Lisa Carol.. reveal yourself honey.. if you have a blog let us know! We love to blog hop to new places!

As for the rest of you.. SMOOCH!!!

Ok on to my real post. My sister person and I are both very strong advocates of fall. She tries to save Thanksgiving every year from being over taken by Christmas. I relish in Halloween myself.. are any of you surprised?? Either way fall is a favorite time of year for both of us. I think she always looks so radiant in the fall, I think it has to do with her tones, she is a very beautiful woman and it is something about the fall colors that just make her pop.

Another thing I just adore about fall, Pumpkin Spice Lattes at Starbucks! Oh not to mention the pumpkin cream cheese muffins they have. I can actually SEE my ass get bigger as I am walking out the store but dear god those things are to DIE for. The good thing is that the closest Starbucks to me is an hour away. However, there is a substitute, International Coffees has a Pumpkin Pie coffee cream in the diary section and I must say it runs a very close second. To me it is just the perfect thing on those brisk fall mornings or cool fall evenings. I made a cup tonight and walked out on the deck to enjoy the air and the pumpkin. I was in heaven.

The one bad thing about fall on the water is nothing changes. We don't have the beautiful color changes of the trees, we many have Pine Trees around these parts so leaves of fall color is not something I get to enjoy unless I take a trip west, which I never do by the way.

Oh and apparently my blog is boring.... no pictures.

I hate my camera, so I don't take many pictures anymore.

SMOOCHIES!!!

Mystery Solved

2007-09-14T12:49:00.000-05:00

The song is Kashmir by Led Zeppelin. I didn't really mean to make this a guessing game, yesterday's post just popped into my head at an inopportune time for blogging. So I just threw the lyrics up there and let it ride.

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face...

2007-09-13T17:58:00.000-05:00

...stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

One of the best lyrics ever.

Thanks Kim for reminding me of it.

The books I read...

2007-09-12T11:50:00.000-05:00

Since I have three weeks off from school I have started reading for fun again. I am currently reading Fahrenheit 451 which I swear I was supposed to read in high school but don't remember actually doing it. Which is odd because I typically read what I was supposed to. My problem wasn't that I didn't READ the material it was my view of the material was always what the teachers called WRONG.

It leads me to believe that teachers really do not want us to think, they just want to pump us full of ideas that some high power has decided is what is right. I remember I once did a term paper and was told how wrong it was because of my personal view on the subject matter. I matter of factly told the teacher that I was not in fact wrong I just didn't believe in the same things that she did. I got an F anyway.

I also remember having to pick apart literary works of art and spew back to the teacher what the author meant by saying something like "the sky rolled with a blackness the color of death" of course me being the person I am my typical response would be "I haven't the slightest idea because death isn't black at all .. it is more of a teal." Again I would get a F. Why was it wrong.. because apparently that the author meant was something to the effect of "it was dark outside" My question was always.. well if that is what he meant why the hell didn't he say it was dark outside! My point also being that if the author wanted us all to think that what he meant was it was dark outside then he would have left no wiggle room, he would have said that.

I can give you many different means to "the sky rolled with a blackness the color of death."
1. there is a storm rolling in.
2. the sky was filled with spirits of the dead.
3. the sky was clouded with smoke

And I can tell you all of the are right... how do I know.. because I wrote the stupid line.

I get so tired of people telling me how to interpret things, I have a brain, I will decide on my own. Apparently I am failing life as well.

Oh Dear Sweet Kim

2007-09-11T06:02:00.000-05:00

As much as I love you.. your request for Nancy .

Denied Denied Denied!!!

I hate hate hate Nancy. I can't even being to tell you how much I hate her.
I could care less how interesting she is or not.

Sorry.. I am a little bitter.

smooch

The Deadly Dinner Party

2007-09-10T19:10:00.000-05:00

WARNING.. WARNING WARNING.. Sister Person.. skip over this ENTIRE post .. I don't want you upset.

Ok a great friend asked me today if I had ever played the dinner party game and if I had heard of it.
Of course I had but I just didn't know it by that name. The games goes like this.
Name ten people you would invite to a dinner party if you could either living or dead. There is no limit as to the who's.

I rattled them off very quickly then returned and changed it and then scratched some off and added a few more.
I am obviously not very good at this game. I had a horrible time limiting it to ten. So for the sake of my blog.. I am going to say 20. There is something very oddly sad about all of my choices with the exception of my grandparents and I still think I chose them originally out of obligation because 3 of them I believe they knew me as a grown woman and I showed them I loved them over their long lives.. One of them I would love to see and chat with but not at a dinner party it would be way to personal as I feel it would be with all of my grandparents so I have once again crossed them off of my list.

1. Marilyn Monroe - deceased- tragically- Choice one. I would ask her how exactly one wears fake eyelashes and how it feels not to have to be yourself any longer and have your entire life rewritten just so you can be a goddess. Oh and I would want to know why the hell she ever left Joe! I am not sure if I would ask her what happened the night she died. I don't think I want to know.

2. Jim Morrison -deceased- tragically- Can't tell you what I want him there for it isn't blog appropriate.

3. Sid Vicous- deceased- tragically- Can't tell you about him either.

4. Melanie- deceased-tragically- best friend from high school. I would ask her how we were so right about her but so wrong about me.

5. My Brother in Law- deceased- tragically- I am not sure I want to get into what I have to say to him. I will cry.

6. My other dad- deceased- tragically- it is tragic for any 18 year old to lose a father figure and even more tragic for an 18 year old to lose their father. I would want to tell him all about me and the sister person and show him how great she turned out. Not that he doesn't know.. I just want to see his smile and the pride in his eyes one more time.

7. Dale Earnhardt- deceased- tragically- I have no clue where he came from exactly other than he was part of my life growing up and the day he died I cried for hours and felt I had lost part of Sunday.

8. Humphery Bogart- deceased- not so tragic- I would ask him to call me Sweetheart all night. Although I am not sure I would have to ask.

9. James Dean- deceased- tragically- Not to be confused with Jimmy Dean the sausage dude. I would ask him to stand in the door err hmm LEAN in the door way all night looking at me with that look.. ooohhh the look.

10. Elvis- deceased- tragically- He was just a shoo in because he fit the bill- but I would ask him to sing Suspious Minds and You ain't nothng but a hounddog one more time.

11. John Belushi- deceased- tragically- I would ask him to do the Samurai Guy one more time and tell him that he didn't have to watch his language.

12. Kurt Cobain- deceased- tragiclaly- I wouldn't ask him to do or say anything. I just wanted him there.

13. John F Kennedy-deceased-tragically- again I don't think I would ask him anything I would just like to observe MM and JFK in the same room.

That was my list.. that was my dinner party. Not one living soul among them and only one who passed relatively peacefully.. if you can consider being 80 pounds with no esphogas and missing your lymph nodes peaceful.

I blame the sadness of my post on Katy and Monkling.. neither had chipper post today.

SMOOCHIES TO YOU ALL.. LIVING AND NOT SO LIVING.

Am I who I want to be...

2007-09-09T09:15:00.000-05:00

I pulled this little piece out of the sister persons What she did this summer..

There is a song by Switchfoot "This Is Your Life", it's my summer anthem. The most powerful lyrics in the song are:

This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be

I haven't the slightest clue who exactly Switchfoot is.. the name seems to indicate they some 70's band but I can gaurantee you I am wrong there. I mean doesn't Switchfoot fit right in with Foghat, Blackfoot, names like that?

Ok the point of this post has nothing to do with band names although I am sure I could do a complete post about the weirdness of some of them. Golden Earring??

Anyway.. the point is Am I who I want to be...

To be honest .. no. am not who I wanted to be. Let me explain.
Who I wanted to be 20 years ago (give or take a year or so) doesn't fit with who I am today.

Let me start from WAY back when I was 5 I remember being asked what I wanted to be when I was in kindergarden. My response was a Nurse. That had to be the stupidest response in the world. I don't mean just a little dumb I mean full out STUPID. Not only can I not stand the sight of living blood but even a needle piercing living skin makes me queezy.

It seriously makes me wonder how I lived through the numerous piercings I have as well as multiple tatoos and dying for more. To me it isn't the same... I mean I can handle someone shoving a spike through my tongue no problem.. come at me or someone else with a needle and look out I am going to hit the floor. I can not watch Trama life in the ER, surgery shows on Discovery, ER, Grey's Anatomy, or House alone because there will be no one there to say.. it is ok you can look now. My husband has grown used to my queeziness to a degree and hands out the band aids so I don't have to look and he watches tv with me so I am not sitting there alone in the dark with my eyes covered screaming at no one IS IT OVER YET??

Now in direct contrast to this, I can watch autopsies, view mangled bodies, stomach the smell of burnt or decomposing flesh like it is second nature. Doesnt' bother me. Not at all. Maggots, bugs, I am fine. Even if they are wiggling in decomposing flesh. I know I sound sick but seriously I am not. Let me explain. I think I missed my calling back in kindergarden.. it wasn't a nurse I had the want to be, it was a medical examiner. Death does no bother me, not in a sense that I back away from it. There are many dead people out there that have one last story to tell, they can tell us so much.. who murdered them, what they did on their last moments, how the accident of their death occured. Just one more story before they are laid to rest. It takes a certain kind of person to get that story out of another human who no longer has a voice. I think I was that person but I missed it. I know could always just keep going to school and get it right.. wrong. You see the queeziness of the living has gotten much much worse in the last 10 years I mean to the point of panic at a small cut bad. And to be an ME you must complete medical school. There is no way I could do it. It is a shame because 20 years ago it would have been uncomfortable but i would have survived it without banging my head on the floor from passing out.

So am I would I wanted to be at 5 no.

I am going to skip to today because the years between 5 and now are riddled with incosistancy and nonesense.

Am I who I wanted to be. No.. am I who I want to be yes.
I know that probably makes no sense at all but I am who I want to be right this minute.
Who I am.... According to Meredith Brooks..

"I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way"

There are other things that make me who I am as well...
I am a friend.
I have a home.. I want a new house but that is different than a home.
I have money.. just not as much as I would like but does anyone.
I am a blogger.
I am a business woman..
I am a student.

Over all right this minute I am who I want to be. I do not have moments like some people and go WOW.. my dreams have come true. Because the dreams I had before are nothing of the person I am today. That is not a bad thing. I do have moments in time when I do look around and go WOW. My wow is different. My wow is a wow of ..

I finally found what I didn't know I was looking for.

I am the who I should have wanted to be but never knew I could be.

What I did this Summer...

2007-09-08T07:44:00.001-05:00

Welcome to my novel!! It was suggested that I edit down and I think that is probably a good idea but I post so infrequently now that I am going to leave you with the long version, it will keep you busy for a few days!

One can only hope that people catch on to this and do the same. The infamous "What I did this Summer.." essay everyone was required to write at the beginning of the school year during nearly ALL of our school years I think should carry on to our adulthood. I mean think about it. When do we sit down and write about what we did in the past few months.. Janunary? At the beginning of the year? Yes maybe some do, I don't. I should, but I don't.
So when I read the "What I did last summer.." over HERE I thought it would be a great idea to do my own and see how many of the rest of you followed suit.

My summer started in April, April 1st, April Fools Day.. you know when everyone gets married. Ok not everyone but I did! I love that April Fools Day is my wedding day. It was also the wedding day of BOTH sets of my grandparents, it seems so special. The following week we went to Nags Head for our honeymoon which turned out to be wonderful! We had a great time, even though it was way to cold to enjoy the beach for longer than an hour or so at a time. It gave us both a chance to explore Nags Head and the surrounding areas without feeling like we had wasted beach time!

The following week after we had a baby! That is right I got married one week got a puppy the next. :) Our sweet little Binky Boo! She is the most wonderful joy! All 3.1 lbs of her!! She really hasn't grown all that much since we got her, maybe a little but not much. Not a day goes by that she doesn't do something to make us laugh out loud. She is the best entertainment and has brought my husband and I even closer together. Binky likes to spend days with her Daddy outside working (aka chasing her best friend Pitty Kuss all around the yard) and nights with her Mama relaxing and reading a good book or watching Law and Order.

Over the next few months we just got into the normal routine of being married, enjoying each other and our time together. Drake finished up school, passing on to the 5th grade (by a miracle I am sure) and spent his first summer in his life with nothing to do! I did not make him join any clubs or programs for the first time ever. He seemed to enjoy the late sleeping and the lazy days of doing whatever he wanted.

I spent quite a few days on the road over the summer with work. 99% of that time I spent the evenings with the sister person. She is such a fun person, and to be able to say that after 25 years I still love her is amazing. Most of the people I considered friends in high school have gone by the way side and I saw them for WHO they are and they weren't people I wanted in my life forever. This summer the sister person and I spent our birthdays together for the first time in 17 years, give or take a year or two. I technically still owe her for her day, she has a day coming of pedicures and whatever dinner she wants. Our birthdays are exactly 2 weeks apart and when her birthday rolled around that week was very busy for both of us. (see i haven't forgotten your day). I have to say this year was a birthday I will remember for a long time as it brought back memories of days gone WAY by.

I started school this summer. I know a little backwards, but I did. I finished up those classes this week and I have a two week break. I know I passed Law with a solid A+ 98.5 to be exact. Math I am not so sure about. I am waiting on the last part of my final to be graded. I either squeaked by with a A- or a B+. Considering the amount of time I have been out of any sort of formal schooling I am proud of my grades.

My oldest son got his learners permit this summer. I haven't had the pleasure of having him Drive Mrs. Waterman's Wife around yet, but hearing the stories from my mother is enough to keep me wondering if I want to partake in that pleasure. By the time I had my learners permit I had been driving for years, even a stick shift (even though I have yet to master hills with a clutch) so when I got behind the wheel for the first time legally I just took off like a bat out of hell and haven't slowed down since. My son on the other hand had not been behind the wheel of anything bigger than a lawn mower until about 2 months prior to being legal and had never driving on anything with lines, I think the most he ever did was drive the truck across my mothers yard. Times are so different. My father likes to tell me the story of the time he was stopped by a State Trooper at 14 years old because the tail light on the car was broken. The trooper took him home to his father and the trooper informed my grandfather that Joe had no business being on any road driving. He was only 14. My grandfather promptly informed the trooper he didn't see why the hell not since Joe had been driving around town since he was 10 and hadn't been in a accident ever! I myself was 14 when I took my first spin on state owned highways.

My daughter is 13, what a strange age. We have spent this summer enjoying each other and learning about each other. We have started a new tradition, every two weeks we go have pedicures together and once a month have the eyebrows debushed. I wish I had time like that with my mother when I was younger. Wait Wait Wait no I don't! I wish I had time like that when I was younger with my sisters mother. And sometimes I can remember laying in her bed in the little cottage in Cherry Point talking to her. I was a little older than 13 but not much. My daughter got her first cell phone this summer, which by the way I have possession of at the moment until she can pay me the $25 she owes me for her text bill! My daughter hates the color pink, which is very funny since I did too at her age. Now it is one of my fav's.

My baby turned 10 this summer. It has been a decade since I held an infant at 2 am with a bottle, and I hope it at least another decade before I hold another one at 2 am! I do not miss those nights. What I reflected on was his first decade on his birthday, I remembered how bright his smile was as a baby. What his little feet looked like. His first step. His first word (which was mama) the first day of school, the first time he played contact football, the first bike wreck, the first fist fight. I thought of all the times I spent with him laying on my bed watching some crazy movie on TV. I thought of the summer I read the Wind in the Willows to him every night before bed. My little man is growing up. Even though he still likes Mama's hugs and reassurance I have learned that it is not ok in public. He likes his independence and has no desire to have a "baby sitter" when the husband and I go out. I have that luxury of not having to get one since the mother in law lives right next door and it makes the kid think he has his independence when in truth he doesn't. He is being spied on. He has shown that he does not want to leave home when I am out of town and wants to stay here with the Waterman when I am gone. I can honestly say my family no longer has a baby, or small child. My family now has a young man who is more than a hand full but we love him anyway!

The family has spent a considerable amount of time fishing this summer (some people like golf we like fishing). Dude has the luck with the fish, the Waterman spends so much time getting fish off of Dude's line that he hasnt' had much luck this summer. Did I mention that the sharks are taking over around here and we have caught way more than we actually have wanted too? The first 10 were fun and exciting as they fight and pull and you actually have to work really hard to get them in the boat. But you know you have caught one too many when the 10 year old states rather matter a factly .. I got another damn shark.

I have read many good books this summer, even though due to school not near as many as I would have like to read. I have read so many books in my life that I can't even begin to name them all. I am going to have to thank the sister person for the gift of reading she gave me. I am not even sure if she knows this. But my love of the written word is her fault. I hated to read before that summer in Cherry Point. Even though that was an exciting summer it was still laced with sadness and disappointments that teenage girls should not have to deal with. It was that summer I noticed the small book shelf in her room that was over crowded with Sweet Valley High books. I picked up book number 13.. yup that is me.. never start with number 1. I even started the Harry Potter books at number 2. Either way Jessica and Elizabeth quickly pulled me into their perfect world at Sweet Valley, even though the girls dealt with their own troubles and boyfriend stealing friends they weren't dealing with the sadness and disappointments I was going through in my real life. To be honest even as I opened that first book I knew that I had already dealt with more in my life than Jessica and Elizabeth ever would but that is what I needed. I needed somewhere to retreat, somewhere to hide, somewhere no one knew me and that summer Sweet Valley High was my escape from the world in which I had to live. Since that summer I have explored the Pyramid's in Egypt, visited Ruined Castles, met Magical creatures, solved mysteries, cried at deaths of friends, shared in the joys of marriages and births, rooted for the underdog, celebrated justice served, as well as being part of many adventures in the past and in the future. All by opening the cover of a book. There have been many many good ones and a few bad ones along the way. In my life I have never jumped ahead and read the last chapter for fear of missing the importance of something in between, I have never stopped reading a book completely. There have been times I put one down due to lack of interest but later picked it back up and finished it because it nagged at me. There has only been one book in my life that I can honestly say I wish I had never read, American Psycho, that book has been the start of many bad dreams. That was the one book I wish I had put down and not picked back up. I hated that book from Chapter 1 but continued reading because I needed that guy to be caught, he wasn't. So to my dear sister, thank you for saving my life, because without the retreat to worlds and lives other than the one I have lived I am not sure I would still be living it. (morbid .. yes a little sorry)

Good Lord! Who knew that writing a summer essay would get this long. I am no where near complete with my thoughts but this post is very very long and I have yet to add the pictures! (which I will come back and do since I need to resize them)

So you see.. writing this short essay is a wonderful reflection! Come on guys write your own I want to see where it will lead you!!!!

Smooches to you all!

Yea well.. what exactly can I say

2007-08-28T17:30:00.000-05:00

I stink at having fans.

To all of you that keep coming back to only see the same damn message ... SMOOCH! Bunches of them.

I am in the final count down in this semester.. finals next week. Work has gone completey NUTS.. along with my youngest who by the way just turned 10 yesterday, (where do the years go???) who is driving the awesome waterman that way very quickly.

I honestly do not have my shit together at the moment. I honestly do not know how to get shit together.. I am not sure I want to learn how.. that just seems gross. Where did that phrase come from.. getting ones shit together. Why would I want to know if you had yours together or why would you want to know that I had mine together???

or worse.. why would you want to know that I DON'T have my shit together.. does that mean I have shit all over in little piles?

Does this give any of you a peek into my state of mind at the moment????

Pondering a possible mistake

2007-08-06T19:49:00.000-05:00

Ok.. so I got the older kids cell phones!

What have I done??? Just one more thing for me to worry about. Will they text their friends 3000 times a month vs. the 300 their plan allows? Will they use them before 7 and run up all the minutes on the family share plan?? Granted the fact that my oldest just got his learners permit and will be driving alone in a meer 5 months I figured it was time. I want to be able to call him and know where he is when he takes off on his own...

Hmm rule number 345 Do not talk and drive. Maybe that should be rule 1 but I can be only so hypocritical .. I talk on the phone, mess with my iPod, use my blackberry and drive all at the same time. Sorry Sis but I still do that.

So how is everyone? Me.. I made it threw my mid terms ok.. grades are doing well.
I spent a wonderful birthday with my dear sister who is now just as OLD as I am! We had a wonderful time at her birthday celebration. Well at least I did.. I am sure she did as well.

We are doing our treat day later .. last week was just exteremly busy and hectic for both of us so we will do that at a later time.
I have knitted absolutely NOTHING lately.. but who the heck has time! Heck I don't even have time to spend 3 minutes to let you guys know I am still alive.

SMMOOOCCHHHIIIIEEESSS I MISS YOU ALL!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME...

2007-07-18T20:41:00.000-05:00

It is my birthday and I have cute toes! How much more awesome can one be on their birthday!
I was taken to lunch and dinner and got to get my toes rubbed and painted, they are a really LUVERLY pink. The most LUVERLY sister person treated me very well and has only once or twice alluded to the fact that I am right now older than her. She has only 13 more days to pull that stunt. I was treated to Starbucks, the toesy rubbin', then an AWESOME Mexican dinner while we watched Breakfast at Tiffany's! Doesn't that sound just heavenly??

Want to know what makes it even cooler we get to do it all again in 13 days when she is OLD too!!! Granted she gets to pick the dinner but I am betting the Starbucks and the toe rubbin' remains the same. If for nothing else my feet are scaring her and she will want to keep them pretty in pink.

I miss the husband VERY MUCH but I am LOVING the toes.

Hook, Line and Stinker!

2007-07-16T10:14:00.001-05:00

Ok everyone here is the line that has been requested in the last week!

As far is the hook.. I really do not have one other than my prize winning personality!!!

And the stinker.. this is my birthday week.. my first birthday in my whole life that I am married... my first birthday in my whole life that I have a husband to share my day with. I have always been a birthday person my birthday is MY day I should get to do what I want and people should treat me like a princess on my birthday. I should not have to lift a finger on my birthday. This is no different than any other day except I can say.. YOU HAVE TO CAUSE IT IS MY BIRTHDAY. If I tell my husband to wear a tu tu and dance the can can he has to because it is my BIRTHDAY. If I tell my son that he has to paint my toe nails he has to because IT IS MY BIRTHDAY. And because it is my birthday they have to SMILE while doing it. All sounds great.. right?? NOT the stinker is I will NOT be with my husband or my son... and when I scream BUT IT IS MY BIRTHDAY at my sister (who I will be spending my day with) she just screams back YES IT IS AND ALL IT MEANS IS NOW YOU ARE OLDER THAN ME!!!!

Life is so unfair.

Howdy Ho

2007-07-03T07:16:00.000-05:00

Dear neighbor...
Hehehe I just called you all Ho's.

Been working hard on school the last couple of days. I have my math homework done for the week.. haven't done much on law.. must do that today. I am taking the next few days off work so today is FRIDAY for me Yippie! I am taking the boys to Busch Gardens on Thursday, we have season passes, so I am going even though I am still tired from going last Saturday. I want to go back one day... ALONE... or maybe my dear sister would like to come and go with me one day.. and watch the blasted SHOWS. Every time I go I say I am going to watch one show.. NOTHING.. NADA.. NONE have I seen yet. I have rode every ride 120 times but NO SHOWS. Unless you count the stupid thing they do in the Festhaus each and every hour on the hour that they have been doing since 1923. I think the people in there are robots.

I am falling behind in law.. that worries me. I am FIRST in math.. other people have their law homework done. I DON'T. ok.. stop complaining pull up your big girl panties and get it done and .. (anyone find it odd I am talking to myself)

Ok.. confession.. i don't know how any of you are..I haven't taken the time to blog read this week!!! I am a bad blog friend.

Got to run and do more homework.. I have a math quiz i scared to even download but buting the bullet later today.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY SMOOCHIES TO YOU ALL.. even you Katy..

I have a question.. do you think you can SHIP some of those crepes with vanilla cream cheese to VA???

I promise this to you..

2007-06-28T18:53:00.000-05:00

NOTHING I have been doing is either fun or exciting. I have learned that I know nothing about math or law.. well that is a lie I know LOTS about law but that is limited to Judge Judy, and all her crazy ass day time tv counterparts, and every episode of law and order.

Do you guys know that some nut job in Chicago committed a murder, actually not just one murder he killed his whole family and shot his self... staged the WHOLE thing exactly after a Law and Order episode! What a moron! Who thinks to their self .. Hey I am going go kill my whole family and do it just like I just watch on Law and Order and NO ONE will ever know.. I am the only person who saw this episode.. well me and the other 300,000 morons watching it at the exact same time as me.. oh and the other million that has seen it in reruns.

I mean come on!!!

Ok.. I have learned something else.. I have another word I HATE.. Dollop!
What the HELL IS A DOLLOP! It is NOT dollop of sour cream it is a FRIGGING SPOON FULL! The only thing that deserves a DOLLOP is something that I just DROPPELED on the ground! It sounds like something.. (I am thinking maybe a seagull) propells out of his ass about 30 ft in the air right above the steak you are getting ready to eat.. now that my friends should be called a DOLLOP.

I would say that is my most hated word in the world, but it isn't.. someone reading this MAY know what that is.. and post it.. I can't even make my self TYPE it..
I found out that I could not type that particular word while discussing this exact subject with my boss who used the word SATURATE to describe a report, Yes I have issues with the word saturate, I am getting freaked out just reading that word.. just frigging EW. But guess what! She isn't using that word anymore .. hehehehe I love my boss!

5^5 SMMOOOOCHHHHIIIEEESSS to EVERYONE! The first person who can tell me how many that is gets double!!!

I wish..

2007-06-24T15:18:00.000-05:00

it were more exciting but the truth is i have just been busy.

I went to Chicago for three days, then worked two more, then had a tooth out, then took the the Dude to NC for the week coming up.. just have been going going going.

Orientation was Thrusday night for school and that starts tomorrow. I am looking forward to it greatly but just a little scared at the same time.

right now.. it is Sunday afternoon I am childless and I think I am going to take another nap!!!!

But I am alive :)

I am good how about you??

2007-06-16T17:31:00.000-05:00

Seriously I logged on to ask how you guys are..
Who really cares what I am doing right?

Ok I go to orientation Thursday night.. I am scared. I bought my class books.. scared me worse!

I fly out to Chicago Monday AM so I may or may not post next week but at least you guys know where I am.

The program has been going well. I bought a new scale today.. two of them to be exact. A weight scale and a food scale. The first thing I found out was that my OLD scale was weighing 3 pounds lighter than the new more accurate one. We found out it was broke when the dear Waterman got on it and it weighed him 20 pounds difference that the dr office. Thank God mine was only 3 pounds off...

The other thing is I think we should put Binky Boo on a program too. Her mother was 6 pounds and her father was over 10. Binky boo is TIPPING the scales at 3 lbs 3 oz!! She is fully grown. I am so not complaining. She is the sweetest most wonderful little angel!! I suppose I should tell you all Binky Boo was the first thing I weighed in my new food scale. LOL.

I have found a new show.. Army Wives.. it is really sad.. but good.

New episode is coming on so I have to run.

QUAD SMOOCHIES TO PHYL

So here is what is going on in my world..

2007-06-13T17:33:00.000-05:00

I have been MIA again.
My 9 year old graduates from grade school this week.. fun stuff for us. He has a ceremony tomorrow morning so I get to get dressed up.

I have been working a lot had some issues to deal with and such.

Having my daughter last weekend was WONDERFUL we had a great time.. she is such a great kid.

School is approved and I go next week to finalize everything and do oreintaion (maybe I should learn to spell that word)

Here is my secret. I am on a new diet.. I hate that word I want to use program so from here on out if I mean "my program" you will know I am referring to the way I am eating. I will tell you if the program is going good.. or not so good. I will not tell you how much I weigh or how much I want to lose. That I will save for goal day.

I know I have not posted pictures of what I REALLY look like on here and my weight is a good reason why but on goal day I will post a before and after picture. And then I will tell you how I did it. I will say this for now. It does not include any surgery or any kind of medication.

PSA.. THE FOLLOWING IS NASTY!!!! Not in a sexual kind of way but a POOPY kind of way..

Speaking of diet medication, Alli goes on sale today or tomorrow. People are raving about it. I am very sorry but there is NO WAY i could rave over something that caused.. Look away now if you get quimish ANAL LEAKAGE!! Apparently from the reports I have read and heard on TV this medication blocks fat and if you consume fat it has to go somewhere and it is SUPPOSED to go out in waste. Ok I get that makes sense to me. THEN they say if you consume just a little too much fat that it will LEAK OUT prior to waste time. I am sorry but I think I would KNOW if I was LEAKING!!! Oh and also it could cause SEVERE diaherrea like in the middle of a store and you CANT make it to the bathroom. WHO WOULD PUT THEIRSELVES IN THAT SITUATION for the expected weight loss of 1 pound a WEEK and that is IF you follow a diet and excercise program. for the life of me I can't find the benefit in it other than maybe you won't eat fatty foods out of fear of POOPING IN PUBLIC!!!

oh. if any of you are thinking of trying Alli.. I am sorry.. but this IS my blog and THOSE are my thoughts.

Anal leakage.. just ew.

ok.. so back to the regularly scheduled me.

Please don't think I am hiding anything from you guys.. I love you all you know that. I just want this to work for me and I am using the "unveiling" of myself to you guys as motivation!! So please bare with me and be supportive of my secretive little program.

Oh and to my lovely sister.. I may tell you what I am doing and you will see the progress because I will SEE you BUT you have to promise not to post about it on your blog.. some of my regulars have been known to hop over and see how you are and what you are up to! LHK

Not Surprising to me..

2007-06-10T21:03:00.000-05:00

I am a day late with my report..

I am sad to say there is no particular reason really. Well today I have a good reason. I have laid in bed all day and done NOTHING. The poor Waterman was left to make dinner again tonight. Granted it was wonderful as usual. He made me and the Dude hamburgers on our new grill. ACTUALLY the Waterman has grilled dinner EVERY NIGHT this weekend. I have only cooked the sides. I love this man!!

My daughter spent the weekend with us and that was very nice. Friday and Saturday we went out on the boat and both nights she and I watched TV together until dozing off on the sofas. She is such a great kid, although a bit of a channel flipper which I totally HATE!!! I actually hid it from her for awhile today.

I really have more to say but .. I have not felt well all day and I am going to bed.

Triple Smooches to Kim.. doubles to the rest of you!

I have news but you are going to have to come back to find out what it is..

I am seriously ok

2007-06-08T20:49:00.000-05:00

Ok.. I am never ok.. because my brain doesn't work that way.
I was out of town again and today was NUTS at work and then I picked up the Middle Child from school and been hanging out with her all evening..

I promise a full report of the goings ons tomorrow..

SMOOCHES to the ones who came looking for me!!!

Katy you get double smooches for asking!!

You just can't make this stuff up!!!

2007-06-04T17:26:00.000-05:00

I read this today in one of our local weekly papers.. that is right WEEKLY.. we aren't even big enough to have a Daily Paper and when this town gets on the news they NEVER EVER pronouce the names of the neighborhoods correctly.

But this little ad amused me to the point I snorted!

BEDSIDE COMMODE. Invacare. Model 9630 Adjustable Height, Appears Unused. $35 OBO.

I don't know about you but because it is Model 9630 and not 8345 and since it APPEARS unused I think I will offer $50!!!

Ok so maybe I am pretty smart.

2007-06-03T18:48:00.000-05:00

Smarter than a 5th grader at least.

I passed my test with flying colors which is also why have been MIA the last four days. I am working on knocking out as many self paced courses as I can between now and June 25th. That is when my not self paced classes start. Nothing to hard to start with. Some kind of Math and Business Law 101. I could probably test out of the Math but I need it to be my starter class.

I hope you are all doing well.. blog reading has halted the same as blog writing.. I am trying to play a little catch up tonight!

One small step to most..

2007-05-30T20:10:00.000-05:00

One gigantic friggin leap to ME!

I did it .. I finally hit the send button on my college application. Yes I put it off until the very very very last minute. Out of fear no doubt, but what is done is done.

Later today my counselor called me and we worked through some of the technicalites and decided what path I needed to start on.. you know the blah blah blahs. Then she hits me with the bomb shell.. I have to take a placement test.

Umm excuse me WHAT?? I graduated from my previous school with a 4.0 but that doesn't matter.

I have a fear of test.. I will panic ever minute from now until Friday. I took the prep test and got 100% on the Math.. the English I didn't do so well on. Grammar.. I know nothing about Grammar! Who knew?

Any of you who reads this blog.. that is who knew!!!

My major issue right now is there is nothing to study! NOTHING. IF there were I would study until I knew each and ever scenario backwards and forwards. That is just how I am.. and probably got a 4.0 previously.. Well that and the fact that I learned how to raise 3 kids, hold down a job, go to school full time, and sleep only about 8 hours a week!

When I was in school before bets were placed on the number of hours I would get in a week.

Now I have to learn how to raise one 9 year old, work a stressful full time job, raise a four legged baby, be a wife, and figure out how I can do all of this and get some sleep.. why because I am OLD NOW. I don't think I can do the no sleep thing again. I like it too much.

Wait I have an idea.. I will figure out how much time I spend eating now and use that as sleep time.. maybe I will lose weight while doing this!

Some one tell me to shut up before I scare the pants off myself!!

Here is the deal

2007-05-30T09:04:00.001-05:00

Yesterday was a very long day.. for reasons I would just as soon not get into. Partly my fault partly others but it does not matter I am home, healthy and happy.

But to explain why this post is so short.. I have major cobwebs in my head.. why you ask.. I am just now drinking my normal 6 am cup of coffee.. why because I didn't have time to go to the store yesterday... I should have MADE time. Even if I had to go to the grocery store in NC..

Aloe Vera.. umm no thank you!!!

2007-05-28T08:23:00.000-05:00

Aloe.. GREAT idea! It was also a great idea when someone advised me of just that about 20 years ago after I had spent a week at the beach and I looked literally like a lobster. I smeared the cool green gel over my very tender burnt areas (at the time I could wear a very small bathing suit so there were A LOT of areas that needed attention) I lay down to hopefully get some sleep. Wake up a few hours later feeling not quite right.. something is wrong.. something is VERY VERY WRONG.. I am blind.. I can't see.. I CAN'T F'ING SEE ANYTHING.. Wait.. I can't scream either.. I am trying to talk and nothing is coming out in words.. it is mumummmuuummmuumm and that is it..
Oh I can hear so I haven't lost everything.. In my banging around to figure out why I can't talk or see.. wait my hands don't feel right.. I can't move my hands right.. ew and what is that I am standing on?? It feels like some kind of gel .. what the heck is that??? Oh I can't see it..
Then all of a sudden I hear OH MY GOD.. HENRY!!!!

Remember Henry is Joe's name right who at the time was known to me as Daddy..

Seconds later from him rummaging around and from my mother again... WHAT ... WHAT.. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER???
Joe... I dunno...
Mother... her face.. it is OH MY GOD.. and it is GREEN!
Joe... I don't know what that is.. give her a bag of ice..

Which turned out to be a plastic glove filled with ice but it did get the swelling to go down in my eyes enough that I could see a tiny bit. My lips finally went down enough I could mumble some and it took my hands and feet at least a week to get back to normal.

The weirdest thing is .. I had a friend with me at the beach.. after all my rummaging around she stirred and got up and we went through the same monologue with her!!!!

We were BOTH severely allergic to aloe!!!
The scariest yet good part was when we were in the store buying this Aloe stuff the girl tired to push bottles of Aloe Tea on us.. saying that it would help cool us from the inside out.. we both thought it sounded gross and did not give it a second glance. We could have probably went into some major reaction with that.

So my lovely ever helpful friend.. I will keep the itchy ta ta's!!!

Before I wake up with a concussion..

2007-05-27T20:06:00.000-05:00

Somebody PLEASE tell me that you have some sort of suggestion.

My dear sweet wonderful Waterman is an involuntary wife beater! Ok before you have heart failure.. KEEP READING! Like I said it is involuntary as well as unconscious.. he is dead to the world asleep when it happens and unfortunately so am I! He has crazy arms.. it isn't like he is swinging it is more like they are flopping, and you guys have seen him.. he isn't exactly a weakling.. he has really strong arms and hands, it is one of the things I love so much about him. In his defense he has sleep apenea which the doctor has yet to set up his appointment for (reminder to self.. call them again for the third time on Tuesday) and he moves around a lot in his sleep which normally I can sleep right through unless of course I get the right hook to the back of the head.. or the jab to the side.. or the flop to the nose.

Before you suggest a bigger bed.. we are in the biggest king size bed you can possibly buy unless we have one custom made and if I go that far I am going to have them build a wall in the middle. And please do not suggest separate beds.. one of my greatest joys is waking up with this man in the morning and hearing him say "Good Morning Sweetheart" or something to that effect. I mean seriously the world of separate twin beds for the husband and wife went out the window with Fred and Wilma Flintstone in the early 70's. Did you know they were the first couple to be seen on TV in a double bed together at the same time? Useless Knowledge .. one of my wonderful qualities that most people HATE. John Belushi was the first person to say .. umm.. (since I think at least one of my children reads this) uumm eerr.. the F word on TV .. he was doing a Samaria Guy skit on Saturday Night Live.. See Useless Knowledge. What was I talking about again?

Oh yea.. my husband's floppy arm.. there has to be an answer short of hog tying him. He suggested me tying his hands together but I figure if I do that then he is just going to flop BOTH of them on me. One is enough thank you very much. I am really at a loss. The thing about is he feels very bad about it and I know it isn't his fault .. but DAMN IT HURTS.

Just a quick PSA

2007-05-25T19:51:00.000-05:00

For those of you that miss me and I know who you are.. I am just spending some quality time with the Waterman. The little dude has taken off for the night to spend some time with his best buddy, so that leaves the Waterman and myself to a night and day of kidlessness. Oh what shall we do with ourselves??

Seriously though going on a boat trip tomorrow to the Eastern Shore.. Taking the camera so when we get back there will be pictures.

Have a great Memorial Day everyone!!!

PS.. Ann Marie IS my real given name..