Thursday, July 01, 2010
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
There Should be Pictures
It was a good day today, I made it that way. I've been trying very hard to make any day a good day. So today, you get a list.
1. Planned a cute surprise for the Utah Girls.
2. Talked with Ann, about another surprise.
3. Reserved our car for the weekend in SLC, only $50!
4. My scrap pack came, the one I ordered from Scrap n Stuff in Orange Park. I love LSS!
5. We're muddling through the end of the year paperwork. I tried to make it was easy as possible.
6. Won a Cricut Cartridge, Independence Day from M-C ! How cool is that!
okay 6 is enough! Have a great hump day!
1. Planned a cute surprise for the Utah Girls.
2. Talked with Ann, about another surprise.
3. Reserved our car for the weekend in SLC, only $50!
4. My scrap pack came, the one I ordered from Scrap n Stuff in Orange Park. I love LSS!
5. We're muddling through the end of the year paperwork. I tried to make it was easy as possible.
6. Won a Cricut Cartridge, Independence Day from M-C ! How cool is that!
okay 6 is enough! Have a great hump day!
Monday, May 31, 2010
I Remember
What I remember about Memorial Day isn't so much about barbecues, beaches and fun. What I remember about Memorial Day is much more solemn than that. I remember to remember. I am the daughter of a veteran of World War II. At our house, on Memorial Day, it was about the parade, the long walk to the cemetery, and Flander's Fields.
Besides knowing that Memorial Day meant school was out for the summer, or at least it was almost time to be out. Memorial Day was such a patriotic day in my childhood. The town parade lined up across the street from our house. We'd get up early, sit on our porch and watch everyone line up. When we were old enough for the long march (a half mile) to the cemetery, we lined up too.
When it was time for the parade to begin, we would walk to the corner next door, and watch the parade. The high school band would march, the fire trucks would be blow their sirens, there would be flags and flags and flags. Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts, the VFW and the American Legion, special people in cars, it seemed everyone in town would be in the parade. I thought it was fun! Every kid loves a parade!
But as I got older, able to march to the cemetery as a part of the parade, it became sadder to me. I realized the reason we marched. We marched to honor the men and women who died in wars. I didn't know them, they didn't know me. But they died fighting in a war for me, for you and millions of others they never knew.
I remember service people from the base in my home town, everyone saying the pledge, and singing the Star Spangled Banner. I remember the list of names of the dead that was always read. I remember taps played far off from the crowd, it's lonely sound wafting through the tombstones and trees. I remember the 21 gun salute, and to this day, when I hear that salute, it always takes me back to those ceremonies. I remember the old men in uniform and how every year there were less and less of them. I remember a high school senior read "In Flanders Fields" every year. I remember the green, green grass, the sunshine through the trees and of course, the poppies were always blooming. I remember.
So this day is always sad for me. It's not about those currently fighting in lands abroad, or those who fought in years past and came home to families. While they are important, I am grateful. This day is to remember those who gave their lives for us, the Ultimate Sacrifice. So we can enjoy our days of freedom, however we wish.
Today, I thank them for that.
Besides knowing that Memorial Day meant school was out for the summer, or at least it was almost time to be out. Memorial Day was such a patriotic day in my childhood. The town parade lined up across the street from our house. We'd get up early, sit on our porch and watch everyone line up. When we were old enough for the long march (a half mile) to the cemetery, we lined up too.
When it was time for the parade to begin, we would walk to the corner next door, and watch the parade. The high school band would march, the fire trucks would be blow their sirens, there would be flags and flags and flags. Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts, the VFW and the American Legion, special people in cars, it seemed everyone in town would be in the parade. I thought it was fun! Every kid loves a parade!
But as I got older, able to march to the cemetery as a part of the parade, it became sadder to me. I realized the reason we marched. We marched to honor the men and women who died in wars. I didn't know them, they didn't know me. But they died fighting in a war for me, for you and millions of others they never knew.
I remember service people from the base in my home town, everyone saying the pledge, and singing the Star Spangled Banner. I remember the list of names of the dead that was always read. I remember taps played far off from the crowd, it's lonely sound wafting through the tombstones and trees. I remember the 21 gun salute, and to this day, when I hear that salute, it always takes me back to those ceremonies. I remember the old men in uniform and how every year there were less and less of them. I remember a high school senior read "In Flanders Fields" every year. I remember the green, green grass, the sunshine through the trees and of course, the poppies were always blooming. I remember.
So this day is always sad for me. It's not about those currently fighting in lands abroad, or those who fought in years past and came home to families. While they are important, I am grateful. This day is to remember those who gave their lives for us, the Ultimate Sacrifice. So we can enjoy our days of freedom, however we wish.
Today, I thank them for that.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Out on the Town
Since I worked most of the day yesterday, and hubby got his coaching bonus, we decided to go out for dinner last night. After living in a tourist town for many, many years, we've learned that going out on a holiday weekend means avoiding all the "good" places because they are slam full of tourists.
Patrick, anxious to get us out of the house for whatever reason, began suggesting all kinds of local dives, in hopes that we would go, and leave him in peace and quiet. He finally suggested a place that sounded somewhat appealing and off we went. We even invited him, but he didn't want to go.
Perhaps because I was craving fried chicken, mashed potatoes and a veggie, and I knew this place didn't serve that. I wasn't thrilled to begin with about where we were going. If there were a good place in town to get fried chicken and such, we'd have went there. But one thing this town lacks is a good fried chicken place.
It has been months since we've been to this place. Since then, it's changed owners. When we walked in the door, I was not impressed. Can I just say, I love a place that puts tablecloths on the table and this place used to, but doesn't now? But I sat down and since I knew I couldn't have fried chicken, I ordered a steak.
Now mind you, this is a dive. We knew it was a dive when we decided to go there. But the food was always good, so you looked at its diviness as ambiance. LOL!
This time my steak was awful. I took the first bite and almost spit it out awful. The waitress must have noticed because she was there right away. I sent it back and they remade it. Second steak was good, even tho it was undercooked.... The potato, so so. The salad was the best part. Afterward we ordered a piece of cake, because their cakes are delicious. Or should I say were delicious. This cake was ordinary.
All in all the entire meal was not worth the calories that I allow for "cheat Night".
Afterwards the movie and the cuddling were. And that's all I have to say about our night out on the town. We'll try again next week. When the tourists are gone....
Patrick, anxious to get us out of the house for whatever reason, began suggesting all kinds of local dives, in hopes that we would go, and leave him in peace and quiet. He finally suggested a place that sounded somewhat appealing and off we went. We even invited him, but he didn't want to go.
Perhaps because I was craving fried chicken, mashed potatoes and a veggie, and I knew this place didn't serve that. I wasn't thrilled to begin with about where we were going. If there were a good place in town to get fried chicken and such, we'd have went there. But one thing this town lacks is a good fried chicken place.
It has been months since we've been to this place. Since then, it's changed owners. When we walked in the door, I was not impressed. Can I just say, I love a place that puts tablecloths on the table and this place used to, but doesn't now? But I sat down and since I knew I couldn't have fried chicken, I ordered a steak.
Now mind you, this is a dive. We knew it was a dive when we decided to go there. But the food was always good, so you looked at its diviness as ambiance. LOL!
This time my steak was awful. I took the first bite and almost spit it out awful. The waitress must have noticed because she was there right away. I sent it back and they remade it. Second steak was good, even tho it was undercooked.... The potato, so so. The salad was the best part. Afterward we ordered a piece of cake, because their cakes are delicious. Or should I say were delicious. This cake was ordinary.
All in all the entire meal was not worth the calories that I allow for "cheat Night".
Afterwards the movie and the cuddling were. And that's all I have to say about our night out on the town. We'll try again next week. When the tourists are gone....
Friday, May 28, 2010
FRIDAY!!!!!!
It's Friday, I'm lazy, so here's a 20 questions I took from Donna. I loved her answers. She makes me really miss living a quieter life up north. Not that I couldn't live a quiet life here, but, well, she's up where it's more pastoral, peaceful, green and quiet. Okay enough rambling, I know you want me to dish on my deep, dark, emotional side.
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Ewwwww! Need to do something about these eyebrows
2. Do you miss anyone right now?
My boys being home all the time, my family up north
3. If you could move anywhere else, would you?
Yes.
4. If you could choose, what would your last meal be?
I'd have a buffet dinner with all my family and friends
5. What famous person, dead or alive, would you want to have lunch with?
I've always wanted to lunch with Katherine Hepburn.
6. what was the last book you read?
Dear John.
7. what was the last movie you watched?
Jurassic Park. Not my choice, but the guys were watching it and I wanted to lay on the sofa.
8. what was the last song you heard?
Wanted Dead or Alive by Guns n Roses. (I was listening to an "oldies" CD, if you can believe that)
9. what is your dream vacation?
To travel the US in an RV.
10. what is the next trip you will take?
Going to UTAH! in June with the Girls!!!!!!!!!
11. did you ever go to camp?
Yep! Boy Scout Camp every summer for about 5 years. Oh! you mean as a kid? yeah, I went to Girl Scout camp too.
12. have you ever been in love?
Still Am
13. what do you want to know about the future?
If I get to have grandkids to spoil
14. where is your best friend?
cooking burgers
15. how is your best friend?
He's getting so skinny!
16. who is the biggest gossiper you know?
geez, hard to pick the biggest one, so they will all remain nameless......
17. what does your last text message say?
Love you too!
18. what are 3 things you've always wanted to do, that you still plan to accomplish?
Travel, Travel, Travel.
19. what is one thing you learned from your parents?
Work ethic
20. what is one thing you hope to teach to your own children?
Remember to play
So if you've read this far, you need to post it on your blog and let me know so I can learn about you!
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Ewwwww! Need to do something about these eyebrows
2. Do you miss anyone right now?
My boys being home all the time, my family up north
3. If you could move anywhere else, would you?
Yes.
4. If you could choose, what would your last meal be?
I'd have a buffet dinner with all my family and friends
5. What famous person, dead or alive, would you want to have lunch with?
I've always wanted to lunch with Katherine Hepburn.
6. what was the last book you read?
Dear John.
7. what was the last movie you watched?
Jurassic Park. Not my choice, but the guys were watching it and I wanted to lay on the sofa.
8. what was the last song you heard?
Wanted Dead or Alive by Guns n Roses. (I was listening to an "oldies" CD, if you can believe that)
9. what is your dream vacation?
To travel the US in an RV.
10. what is the next trip you will take?
Going to UTAH! in June with the Girls!!!!!!!!!
11. did you ever go to camp?
Yep! Boy Scout Camp every summer for about 5 years. Oh! you mean as a kid? yeah, I went to Girl Scout camp too.
12. have you ever been in love?
Still Am
13. what do you want to know about the future?
If I get to have grandkids to spoil
14. where is your best friend?
cooking burgers
15. how is your best friend?
He's getting so skinny!
16. who is the biggest gossiper you know?
geez, hard to pick the biggest one, so they will all remain nameless......
17. what does your last text message say?
Love you too!
18. what are 3 things you've always wanted to do, that you still plan to accomplish?
Travel, Travel, Travel.
19. what is one thing you learned from your parents?
Work ethic
20. what is one thing you hope to teach to your own children?
Remember to play
So if you've read this far, you need to post it on your blog and let me know so I can learn about you!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Good Intentions
My weekends don't always go as planned. Nor are they always glamorous, full of travel and fun. This is one of those weekends, a seat of my pants, what do I do next, kind of weekend.
I decided yesterday that I couldn't live one more minute in my cluttered, messy bedroom, so I started in cleaning. Then I moved on to the bathroom, then the next bathroom, then the kitchen and finally some more work in the scraproom. I was on a roll until I put a little slice in my finger washing my pineapple cutter. More later on that contraption.
I got all the bleeding stopped, put on a bandaid, and put up my feet. Heck with cleaning for the day! I had intended to do some beach time, but I just couldn't motivate to do that. Plus, I felt a tad guilty going to the beach, when Hubby is slaving away on the new deck. Not that he wants my help, but just in case, I'm here for him! LOL!
I love my pineapple slicer, btw, it's from Pampered Chef. Best invention since the slap chopper! We've eaten more pineapple in the past 9 months of having it than we did 20 years before! It works like the apple slicer, only big enough for a pineapple. I love fresh pineapple, just love it! So we slice the pineapple with the big slicer, than run the apple slicer down the two pineapple halves to make strips, a few cuts with a knife and we have nice chunks of edible sunshine! YUM!
So back to good intentions. I intended to go to the beach today. But I didn't sleep well last night, slept in til 9 this morning, did the commissary run, and then came home to quit! Well, I was going to go to the beach again. But the guilt thing settled in, and I got busy loading my iPod full of music, plus cooking collards for dinner takes awhile, and well, you have to have potato salad if you're having collards, but I drew the line at frying chicken. We're having rotisserie chicken instead.
So I've been putzing. Didn't go to the beach, didn't make any cards, and still haven't finished cleaning the scraproom. BUT the laundry is done, the house is clean enough, and we're having a good dinner. So much for a glamorous life, but it's all good and satisfying when I lay my head down for the night. It's a good life!
I decided yesterday that I couldn't live one more minute in my cluttered, messy bedroom, so I started in cleaning. Then I moved on to the bathroom, then the next bathroom, then the kitchen and finally some more work in the scraproom. I was on a roll until I put a little slice in my finger washing my pineapple cutter. More later on that contraption.
I got all the bleeding stopped, put on a bandaid, and put up my feet. Heck with cleaning for the day! I had intended to do some beach time, but I just couldn't motivate to do that. Plus, I felt a tad guilty going to the beach, when Hubby is slaving away on the new deck. Not that he wants my help, but just in case, I'm here for him! LOL!
I love my pineapple slicer, btw, it's from Pampered Chef. Best invention since the slap chopper! We've eaten more pineapple in the past 9 months of having it than we did 20 years before! It works like the apple slicer, only big enough for a pineapple. I love fresh pineapple, just love it! So we slice the pineapple with the big slicer, than run the apple slicer down the two pineapple halves to make strips, a few cuts with a knife and we have nice chunks of edible sunshine! YUM!
So back to good intentions. I intended to go to the beach today. But I didn't sleep well last night, slept in til 9 this morning, did the commissary run, and then came home to quit! Well, I was going to go to the beach again. But the guilt thing settled in, and I got busy loading my iPod full of music, plus cooking collards for dinner takes awhile, and well, you have to have potato salad if you're having collards, but I drew the line at frying chicken. We're having rotisserie chicken instead.
So I've been putzing. Didn't go to the beach, didn't make any cards, and still haven't finished cleaning the scraproom. BUT the laundry is done, the house is clean enough, and we're having a good dinner. So much for a glamorous life, but it's all good and satisfying when I lay my head down for the night. It's a good life!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
And the Problem Is "Stuff"
I think it's because I go to work early in the morning. I'm usually at work by 7:00 a.m. every morning and I love that. I was used to blogging in the morning before I went to work at 10. But since my hours changed, I don't blog in the morning. By the time I get home at night, my mind is too overloaded to blog.
In the mornings, I'm more positive, my head is clearer and not so full of "stuff" from the day. "Stuff" that weighs you down. It's little stuff, but still, it fills up and fills in, sometimes the "good stuff" doesn't get out like I want it too.
Now don't get the idea that my head is full of ucky stuff, or that I let the "stuff" get to me. I don't. But in the mornings it's easier to think of "good stuff" "happy stuff", "stuff" I really want to say.
So with that said, here's "Stuff"
Inspired Event was AWE-SOME! I loved being with Kip, Di and Julie. I loved creating! It was like being turned loose with a big, fresh, clean piece of paper and a new set of crayons. It was WOW! EVERYONE was so FRIENDLY! So down to earth! So approachable! Okay, there was ONE "Diva" but she was young and she'll learn!
I'm loving the "stuff" of Facebook. No, not the games, hearts, hugs and lists. I love all the friends I've caught up with and staying in touch with them and my relatives! I LOVE my nieces!!! On both sides of the family! It's fun getting to know them and their "personalities". One is an artist, one loves to travel, one is so young and in love, one loves to party, and the ones that are moms are so great at it! A few of them have the family sense of warped, sarcastic humor! It's fun seeing all the "traits" come out.
So, the "stuff" is good. Even tho I'm filled with "stuff" at the end of the day, most all of it is good "stuff". It's just overwhelming to sit down, relax and write about it all.
But I'm trying, I really am. So if I'm not writing here, catch up with me on FB where I'm talking about "stuff".
In the mornings, I'm more positive, my head is clearer and not so full of "stuff" from the day. "Stuff" that weighs you down. It's little stuff, but still, it fills up and fills in, sometimes the "good stuff" doesn't get out like I want it too.
Now don't get the idea that my head is full of ucky stuff, or that I let the "stuff" get to me. I don't. But in the mornings it's easier to think of "good stuff" "happy stuff", "stuff" I really want to say.
So with that said, here's "Stuff"
Inspired Event was AWE-SOME! I loved being with Kip, Di and Julie. I loved creating! It was like being turned loose with a big, fresh, clean piece of paper and a new set of crayons. It was WOW! EVERYONE was so FRIENDLY! So down to earth! So approachable! Okay, there was ONE "Diva" but she was young and she'll learn!
I'm loving the "stuff" of Facebook. No, not the games, hearts, hugs and lists. I love all the friends I've caught up with and staying in touch with them and my relatives! I LOVE my nieces!!! On both sides of the family! It's fun getting to know them and their "personalities". One is an artist, one loves to travel, one is so young and in love, one loves to party, and the ones that are moms are so great at it! A few of them have the family sense of warped, sarcastic humor! It's fun seeing all the "traits" come out.
So, the "stuff" is good. Even tho I'm filled with "stuff" at the end of the day, most all of it is good "stuff". It's just overwhelming to sit down, relax and write about it all.
But I'm trying, I really am. So if I'm not writing here, catch up with me on FB where I'm talking about "stuff".
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