Sunday, December 31, 2006

Another Year to say Good Bye to.




This morning we woke up to SNOW! John has to work and to get the car out of the driveway actually needed to shovel some snow. I had to run and get a few pictures of the back yard before the dog went out and made tracks. The snow seems to have fallen with out any wind to make drifts, it is so pretty to see. I know that Tessa has been waiting for this to happen.

Yesterday was our day to spend with John. We decided to treat Tessa to a movie in the afternoon. The movie was "A Night at the Museum." I have to say we all really enjoyed that movie and of course Tessa said, "We have to buy that one!" When we left the theater, to our surprise the snow was coming down really heavy. I thought we had better stop at grocery store to get last minute items. The weather changed while we were in there and we came out to freezing rain. UGH!! I just kept hoping that Alicia had not come to town. I found out earlier that they drove home in the freezing rain, but it went OK.

John had taped a movie on the DVR called "Broken Bridges." Well, all of you know that it does not take much to put tears in my eyes, and it happened many times during this movie. I must say if you can try to see it.

Tessa has found the Lego's again and is constantly building. I guess it is an OK thing to be doing, but I will be glad when I can finally straighten this place up. I hate to see the tree go down, I also can not wait to get more space back in that room. I need to close and get back to uploading more photos. Till next time...

Friday, December 29, 2006

The Last Argument


O.K.! Honey!
We're here
You can come out now!

Moses


Thursday, December 28, 2006

Sad but true


I found this and thought how sad, but it is becoming true.

Come on, you can smile!


Well, don't get irritated that I just had to put this here. I am so easily entertained and since I have hardly left the house this week, anything that gets a smile out of me is worth sharing. Tessa is busy playing on her video game, so I decided to come upstairs and work on my photo albums. It is a job I never seem to finish. I read these and I can see how these mistakes can be made. Kind of scary! Till next time...

Actual writings on Hospital charts.1. The patient refused autopsy.2. The patient has no previous history of suicides.3. Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.4. She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husbandstates she was very hot in bed last night.5. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her leftside for over a year.6. On the second day the knee was better, and on thethird day it disappeared.7. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. Shealso appears to be depressed.8. The patient has been depressed since she beganseeing me in 1993.9. Discharge status: Alive but without my permission.10. Healthy appearing decrepit 69-year old male,mentally alert but forgetful.11. Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia forlunch.12. She is numb from her toes down.13. While in ER, she was examined, X-rated and sent home.14. The skin was moist and dry.15. Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.16. Patient was alert and unresponsive.17. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.18. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce. 19. I saw your patient today, who is still under our carfor physical therapy.20. Both breasts are equal and reactive to light andaccommodation.21. Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.22. The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.23. Skin: somewhat pale but present.24. The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor. 25. Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Brain Transplant


This was a long day with me feeling like Miss Grumpy Butt! I wanted to find something to at least put a smile on my face. I looked through old emails to see if anything struck my funny bone. This at least made me smile. Guys, do not be offended! Hi Dad!!
In the hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where their family member lay gravely ill.

Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and somber.

"I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news," he said as he surveyed the worried faces.

"The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant.

It's an experimental procedure, very risky but it is the only hope.

Insurance will cover the procedure, but you will have to pay for the brain yourselves."

The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a great length of time, someone asked, "Well, how much does a brain cost?"

The doctor quickly responded, "$5,000 for a male brain, and $200 for a female brain."

The moment turned awkward. Men in the room tried not to smile, avoiding eye contact with the women, but some actually smirked.

A man unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask,
"Why is the male brain so much more?"

The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and explained to the entire group, "It's just standard pricing procedure. We have to mark down the price of the female brains, because they've actually been used."
The photo just shows what we are seriously lacking right now, SNOW!


Monday, December 25, 2006

Christmas Eve




Christmas with the family has come and gone, all the remains are the memories. This year we all met at Gregg and Alicia's house for a wonderful time of family togetherness. Brenna and Alicia did an awesome job with the food. I am so proud of how they made food that they had never done before.

We went to the little country church they were married in for a Christmas Eve service. It was so nice to experience something different. Mom and I both remarked on how long it has been since we saw communion give the way it was done. The old fashioned way of having everyone come forward to the front and kneel around the altar.

Once the meal was done it was time to do the gifts. This year we did it like Gregg is used to doing. The little girls passed everything out and then everyone took a turn and opened one gift. It was nice to see what ever one had gotten. Julie had given me a gag gift that really was kind of a private joke. She had thought that I would open it and no one would know about it. NOPE!! My little junk in a box was there for all the world to see. THANKS JULS! She was so busy knitting on Brenna's scarf that she did not have long to be kind of embarrassed.

Some gifts need to be explained, I sure hope that Gregg does not think this new family of his is too strange. Brenna gave him her tool box. The look on his face said it all. She had been so worried he would not like it. It was greatly appreciated and will be used.

It is always hard for me to have to say good bye when that time comes. Brenna had to leave to get back for work this morning. We did not stay overnight as we had the dog and it is just easier to be at home. I hope that everyone has had a great Christmas and that the next year will be even better. Till next time...

Saturday, December 23, 2006

North Pole


The Wait

The anticipation of what tomorrow is, and hopefully we have not forgotten the meaning behind this day! The last minute preparations, and the saying good bye to Brenna being at my house. It really is never enough time for me to have her here. A friend stops by with her grandson, these moments are what life is about. The trip to Walmart, now you know I am not enjoying that, but it was necessary to get the groceries to last through the week. My 2 girls were busy out shopping for the food for our Christmas Eve, the calls to ask which of this and that to get. I just had to smile as they are slowly learning so much to help them with their lives. I am ready to pass on to her the fun of having Christmas Eve at her home. May your Christmas be blessed and full of good memories!! Till next time...

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Perfect Golf Shot

;)Bob stood over his tee for what seemed an eternity. He waggled, looked up, looked down, waggled again, but didn't start his back swing. Finally his exasperated partner asked, "what the hell is taking so long?"

"My wife is up there watching me from the clubhouse," Bob explained. "I want to make a perfect shot."

"Good lord!" his companion exclaimed. "You don't have a snowball's chance in hell of hitting her from here."

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Peas in a Pod




I came down stairs Sunday and caught my family acting like two peas in a pod. Julie was staying over night and we were upstairs having a chat and just relaxing. Tessa and John were both watching TV and drawing. The photos pretty much say it all. John is trying to draw a design for the semi that is in his lap. Julie and I had a few really good laughs. Dad, do you remember a visit to a Dairy Queen? It was when you took Julie to the Cities for college days. I am not really sure what all we talked about. I do know that the laughter got quite loud. I really enjoy moments like that!! Till next time...

The Christmas program


It has been a few days since I attempted to even write anything. It is NOT that there is nothing to comment on, it is just to take the time to sit here and put it into words. It is more like my flighty mind starts to think and then I am off doing something else. I think I finally have my Christmas cards done. I started cleaning out the files so that I am ready for the new year. May I say UGH!! I often wonder why I save all that I do. I live in fear that I might throw away something that could be important at a later date.


Sunday was Mariah's church Christmas program. I thought it was very cute! I am really disgusted at my photos. John had to work and I am NOT a photographer. I just can not seem to get clear photos with my camera when I am inside with movement. GRR!!! I made sure I tried to catch her before she had stripped off her costume. Alicia had her dressed so cute, but it was all covered by her garb. Till next time...

Monday, December 18, 2006

Getting Old

Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, "Surely I can't look that old!" Well, you are going to love this one.

I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when I noticed his diploma hanging on the wall. It bore his full name and I suddenly remembered a tall, handsome dark-haired boy with the same name. He had been in my high school class some 40-odd years
before and I wondered if he could be the same guy I had a secret crush on way back then??



When I got into the treatment room I quickly discarded any such thought.



This balding gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was much too old to have been my secret crush... or was he???



After he examined my teeth I asked if he had attended Morgan Park High School.



"Yes, I did. I'm a Mustang!" He said, gleaming with pride.



"When did you graduate?" I asked.



"1959. Why do you ask?" He answered.



"Well, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.



Then that ugly, old wrinkled ___ __ _ _____asked, "What did you teach?"

Friday, December 15, 2006

Concert


Last night was Tessa's orchestra concert, combined with the band and chorus of the 4th and 5th grades. Alicia had her Christmas party for her new job so Mariah joined us for the evening. I had to smile as I watched her expression while some of the music was played. I believe that one of the remarks made was, "This hurts my ears!" I just had to kind of smile and tell her it would not be long before it was over. I was actually kind of impressed with how well they all played together. They are just learning and I know it can not be easy to learn an instrument and then get up in front of every one to play.


Tessa seems to stay so calm, where I know I would still be so nervous. Here is her little grouphttp://dakota1980.multiply.com/video/item/39 playing . I hope this works so you can see it. Alicia got to the house right after we got home, the girls were disappointed that they did not get to play together longer.


UPDATE: John's eye is getting better. The doctor took the patch off and put in clear contact like lens to cover the eye for protection. He was not able to go with out it today, so on Monday they will try to remove it again. It is a relief to have him back driving himself around. Till next time...

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Once again


I had to say goodbye to another one of my projects today. I make these cross stitch pictures and then they just sit in a box. I guess it is OK to let someone else get some enjoyment out of it. I always have a hard time letting it go, as I know how many hours I spent working on it. This one also went to Turkey, the wife of a friend. I hope she has the same taste as me and like it. It is a Paula Vaughan design. I think she is one of my favorites if not my favorite. Till next time...

Tuesday, December 12, 2006



Ouch!


John did not have a good day at work. He was wearing his safety googles but still managed to scratch his cornea in three places. It only took the wind to blow dried pasta or something back into his face for this to happen. He has to wear this charming patch on his eye until he sees the Doctor on Thursday morning. He is not allowed to drive the forklift or his truck. I know he does not like being chauffuered around. I get to put some oitment on his eye and he has pain pills. Till next time...

A DIFFERENT CHRISTMAS POEM


The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I

gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.

My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, my daughter

beside me, angelic in rest.

Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,

transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, completed

the magic that was Christmas Eve.

My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, secure

and surrounded by love I would sleep.

In perfect contentment, or so I would seem, so I

slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and if wasn't to near, but I

opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.

Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, then the

sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.

My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, and I

crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, a

lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, perhaps a

Marine, huddled here in the cold.

Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, standing

watch over me, and my wife and my child.

"What are you doing?" I asked without fear, "Come in

this moment, it's freezing out here!

Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,

you should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, away from

the cold and the snow blown in drifts.

To the window that danced with a warm fire's light

then he sighed and he said "It's really all right, I'm out here by choice.

I'm here every night."

"It;s my duty to stand at the front of the line, that

separates you from the darkest of times.

no one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to

stand here like my fathers before me.

My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December, "Then

he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."

My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam', and

now it is my turn and so, here I am.

I've not seen my own son in more than a while, but my

wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The

red, white and blue...an American Flag.

"I can live through the cold and the being alone, away

from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,

I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.

I can carry the weight of killing another, or lay down

my life with my sister and brother.

Who stand at the front against any and all, to ensure

for all time that this flag will not fall."

"so go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, your

family is waiting and I'll be all right."

"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,

Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?

It seems all too little for all that you've done, for

being away from your wife and your son."

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, "Just

tell us you love us and never forget.

To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,

To stand your own watch, no matter how long.

For when we come home, either standing or dead, to

know you remember we fought and we bled,

is payment enough, and with that we will trust, that

we mattered to you as you mattered to us.


WE ALL NEED TO PRAY FOR OUR MILITARY PERSONNEL

EVERY NIGHT!


These were not my words, but given to me!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

December 9, 2006



A day at Alicia's




This day was SO beautiful. I saw a 48 degrees on one of those bank signs that show the temp. Tessa can only say, "It does not feel like Christmas!" I am really not so sad to have a beautiful day after the cold.

Alicia and I had planned to get together and make some Christmas cookies. We brought Nakita with us, so we could spray the house for fleas. It did not hurt her to be outside. She really would rather be in the house with the rest of us though! Everything is going along just fine, until my little darling decides to pull her usual behavior. Mariah went away mad and then the fireworks began. Tessa spent sometime outside with the dog to cool off.

The cookies made it on the pans and most of the sprinkles ended up on the cookies. The one minor mishap was when Mariah dropped on of the bottles with a loose lid, there were green and red jimmies everywhere!! One pan of Spritz cookies burned, it really does help to put on the timer. ;)

Alicia and I were checking out Gregg's Snow Village. We were just so amazed by how cute everything is and she can not wait to get it set up! We just hope one little miss will leave them alone!

The ironic part is that Tessa was so mad when it was time to leave. I wish she would remember that when she first gets there and not cause any fights. You know, there is just not ever enough time in the day! Till next time...

Friday, December 08, 2006

December 8, 2006




I went to Tessa's class for a continuation of the beading project. She is sitting with a new group of students for the month of December. I had to smile as this one girl kept saying "Don't be so mean to your mom!" Little Miss Independent really did not want much help, but did find using my finger to hold the beads up while drawing the needle back through to be helpful. I think I will just have to keep coming, maybe just to irritate a bit. ;)

The main plan for this weekend is to get with Alicia at her house and make cookies. I have not told Tessa that as if something goes wrong, she will never know what she missed out on. I just need to get those cookies mixed up and in the fridge tonight. Till next time...

Thursday, December 07, 2006


I know my sense of humor is going to get me in trouble one day. These Christmas cartoons unfortantly made me laugh!

Our poor dog, well maybe now we are going to get this cleared up. I should not be surprised that it was so EXPENSIVE!! Merry Christmas, Nakita!! She is on antibiotics for the HOT spot as it was called and then I get to spray her 3 times a day. YIPPEE!! The pills I have to find treats to slip them into. I also get to spray this stuff in my house and we all have to leave for an hour. I should do this when everyone is at school and work. I just do not want to have to sit in my car by myself with the dog. I know this whole entry sounds like I am grumpy. I THINK I AM!! I could not believe when we weighed her and she had lost 10 pounds. I wish I could do that so easy. OK, I guess I need to get on with the rest of my day. Till next time...

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Delight

I have to say that this morning started out so good, with a LAUGH!!! Tessa just shook her head and watched me laugh. I felt like someone flipped a switch and I had finally awoke out of a fog. This cold though, cannot seem to get it out of my bones. Alicia came on her lunch hour and I forgot to play a trick on her. Tessa had taken this thing from her magazine and put it in a DVD case to make it look like a different movie. She is going to be irritated with me for not doing it, IMAGINE THAT?!?!?

I finally brought myself to do something I have been dreading. I gave Nakita her bath and tried to shave the hair from around her sore. I feel so bad for her as I know she is miserable. I finally think that she has fleas and so she will see the vet tomorrow. :( I really hate having to bring her in, but what else can I do. The temp keeps falling today. Tessa is going to come home and want to play outside. I want her in where it is warm. Time to get ready for the onslaught that is Tessa. Till next time...

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

A new day, with fresh possibilities. I have been given the gift of time and now need to make good use of it. I woke up not realizing it was only 5am. I guess I did not hear him tell me last night he had to go to work early. I would like to know why I do NOT hear anything this man tells me!?!?! I know I am not deaf, but can not seem to HEAR him.

Tessa always tells me that I talk to her to much. I do NOT mean to be a nag, but I do need her to do certain things, just the common activities like brush your hair, brush your teeth so on and so worth! I really do NOT find mornings to be our best time. She does NOT like to be told what to do and when to do it.

I now have the dog that needs some sort of attention. John thinks maybe she does have fleas. We looked last night and could NOT see anything. I said we need to give her a really good bath. I can just imagine how fun that will be to do in the house. He got home so late last night that I hope tonight is not that late. I am NOT sure I can get the bath done by myself. I guess it can not hurt to try.

Alicia plans to come over and use the computer over her lunch hour. It is going to be rather nice to have her working so close to me. Tessa made the silly remark that she did NOT want her coming to HER house. I really wonder where she gets these idea's sometimes. I had to tell her, "you are only one of my three children and all are welcome in my house!" I hope to see that strong will used for some thing good one day! Well, that's all for now folks! Till next time...