January, 2011~

It seems eons since I last posted here, although I did in November of 2010…

A lot has transpired since June of 2010 and if you have went beyond the home page you’ll note my travels. I do have one more to post, but much photo editing to do before that happens. Needless to say, that I have said good bye to the very turbulent year of 2010 and a big HELLO to 2011.

My mother’s death was not a surprise, nor was her illness. She had smoked for over 40 years; but, the surprise was her unwillingness to fight it or attempt to concede to possibly living within the confines of palliative and managing in that vein. She stopped eating, stopped living and simply called it quits. Although, rationally and with the help of much counseling from the hospice nurses, chaplains I now understand, that is how some cope. Cleaning out her cabinets, closets, drawers and finding what is left behind is sometimes sad, mostly puzzling and a continued surprise for me.

What she kept all these years amazes me, notes, cards, letters, calendars, etcetera. Any little bow or box that one of us sent her. Going through her jewelry, I find things I remember her wearing as a child, but then once my dad passed~ never seeing and wondering where it went; and finding it now in a box, marked cleverly, “Mementos from Bob”. She really missed him and for 17 years must have pined for him in ways I can only imagine. Other surprises are that during her illness, medications seemed to come up missing from her ordered meds and we’d wonder and assume they were either not filled or delivered; but, they were. They were hidden in socks and other odd places. From herself or us, her caregivers. I don’t understand that behavior as they were medications that would have lessened the symptoms or the effects of the treatment; but of course, they would not have cured. I guess, I’ll never know. But, once we would go to reorder, she always said “no”.

Looking back, it was hard to let her give in, but it is what she wanted. She’s with dad now…and I hope happier.

On another note, 2010 brought me my first joy or so society heralds as one of the JOYS of growing older. Notice I didn’t say growing old; as I don’t believe we grow old we grow older and we continue to live our lives to the fullest as able. But, my son and his now wife, gave us the biggest Christmas present he’s ever given. A beautiful little grand-daughter. She was born on the cusp of the New Year. All seven pounds, thirteen ounces of little girl; sugar and spice and as sweet and demure as they get. She is dark-haired and well we have our fingers crossed ‘blue eyes’ like her dad and the most beautiful olive complexion her mother offered her. Can you imagine ‘knock out’? We can and well we may have to hire security when she is 16. We’ll see.

So, this is why I was away for so long, managing life and death in the same month and with such support and love from many…I wish I knew how to thank you all. I guess this is the only way I can. Thank you for always being a part of my life…

Oh…and HELLO, 2011~ Ready to rock? I am, let’s get the party started.

RESOLUTION’s are made to be broken…but with all good intentions attempted:

1. Bestow kindness to everyone, whether they deserve it or not.

2. Minimize the attitude, “that it’s a bad day”; I’ve gotten too used to that excuse.

3. Stay on task in whatever I’m doing, work, play, every day stuff…anything I do. Basically, stop procrastinating.

4. Never stop dreaming. Give in to my inner child at least once a month, because it will help with the above resolutions.

5. Watch the spending…awwww, this one will be hard. But, I’m always broke on rainy days.

6. Indulge myself and my family as much as possible; especially, the grand-baby!

7. And, above all, attempt to watch at least one football game with hubby without bitching!

With that said, and seven being as lucky and common a number as ever…Wish me Luck! I’m gonna need it!


Irony & Truths~

Because, the ages of most upon this tight knit little consortium of writers on myspace is quite a spread. Ages range from 17 to 50’s, in some cases. The fact, that this young woman would find these truths as hilarious and ironic as I~ struck me with the consideration that no matter what age…we find the most profound interest in the absurd.
Something to ponder… and see if you agree?  Perhaps taking the time to learn what makes us laugh~ together we end the generation gap, that way.
I just want to say Thanks Kizzy for making my day!!  LMAO!   #10~ specifically is a daily thing for me!!

1. I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realise you’re wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.

5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

6. Was learning cursive really necessary?

7. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

8. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

9. Bad decisions make good stories.

10. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

11. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection … again.

12. I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

13. “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this – ever.

14. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What did you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

15. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

16. I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

17. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

18. I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid ” routing option.

19. Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realise I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

20. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

21. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

22. How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear or understand a word they said?

23. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent an a ** from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!

24. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

25. Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber & dumber every year?

26. There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

27. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

28. Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

29. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my behind everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!