Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Who ever decided that 24 hours in a day were enough to get everything done? Obviously they didn't have my schedule! Right now I have tomatoes that are ready to be made into salsa, homework that I have to complete before Thursday, Tegan's football practice to watch, a Taste of Home party to attend and let' s not forget work. In all of this somewhere I still have to find time to do laundry, make dinner and sleep. I realize I am not the only woman who finds herself in this situation and I have to ask why do we do this to ourselves? I always thought as I got older, my life would slow down but it hasn't happened yet and doesn't look like it will anytime soon. On the other hand I realize if I wasn't this busy, I would be bored out of my head and driving poor George crazy. I don't see me or George as the type to ever sit in a rocker doing nothing even after we retire. We will always be doing something or going somewhere. Life goes on and so do we. OOPS! Lunch time Gotta Go!
Friday, August 22, 2008
JoDee, Nancy and I have been best friends for many years and have seen each other through many things both good and bad. We're always there for each other and have each others backs.
We try to get together once a month for breakfast or dinner but it doesn't always work out due to our busy lives. That doesn't matter because we keep in touch by email and if one of us needs the others we're there. We know we can share anything whether it's good news, bad news or anything in between and it stays in the room with us and when we leave we all feel so much better. Problems solved or at least if not solved, shared so they don't feel so big anymore. I am so blessed to have such wonderful friends.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I'm not the oldest
or the youngest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the tallest
or the shortest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the fastest
or the slowest;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not smartest
or the least intelligent;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the most social
or the least talkative;
I'm in the middle.
I'm not the leader of the family
or the baby of the family;
I'm in the middle.
Sometimes I find myself saddened by this
and think that I have no place;
I'm just in the middle
But now I look in the mirror and realize
I am the cream in the Oreo,
the peanut butter in the sandwich,
the fun part of the rollercoaster;
I'm in the middle....what a great place to be.
This is for all those Middle children like me. I used to feel I missed something by not being a firstborn or the baby of the family but then I realized how lucky I was. The firstborn was the one they "practiced" on before they decided to have more kids and the baby was the one that got all the hand me downs from all the other kids. SO being in the middle wasn't so bad.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I took the summer off from school to get so much done but I don't feel like I accomplished much at all. I still have all the stuff in my garden yet that needs to be harvested, the deck is started but not finished, I have flowers that still need planted, I haven't made my salsa yet, and we haven't fished nearly enough! Wow it's amazing how fast time goes.
I guess I'm lucky I don't have to do all the prep work for going back to school like I used to when I was a kid. Buying new clothes and all the school supplies and stuff. For me it's just a few pencils and pens, pay the tuition and buy the book. Most of my homework is done on the computer and printed off. Of course I don't care about peer pressure and I'm not trying to impress anyone but my teacher so I don't care. I go to class right from work so whatever I look like at the end of the day is what they get (gotta feel sorry for them some days).
Our group is usually pretty eclectic with a wide range of ages and job skills. It was really funny how the first night we grouped together at tables and formed our little cliques and that's how we've stayed. It wasn't even by age our professions either because our table has everything from business professional to bartender and age range from 50's to 20's. Our table does seem to be the trouble makers though-the jokesters and the talkers. We're always laughing at something. In my defense I will say I have managed to maintain a 4.0 GPA even while having fun. I'm actually having a great time even if I do have to juggle a lot with working full time and trying to get my degree. Do I regret it- Hell no! What I do regret is not doing it right the first time.
But guess you're never too old right?
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Yesterday I went in for my appointment and said "I am tired of this stuff just hanging there. We are going to do something but I have no idea what." I did try to find a picture in this book I had but everything seemed very short to me because I kept thinking about what George would say. Lisa told me to relax, trust her and let her decide what to do. In all fairness to George, I did try to call him before cutting commenced, but he didn't answer the phone, so he didn't get a say in how short we went. When Lisa finished cutting and styling and I looked in the mirror, I could have cried! I absolutely loved it! No wonder I have gone to her for 15 years. This woman knows exactly what I need and does it.
I left a lot lighter in the head and step but knowing I had to go home and show George, I already had the perfect excuse- Lisa's scissors slipped and she had to go this short to correct the problem. I didn't need to worry- first he wasn't even home when I got there and second, he loved it just as much as I did. Men- go figure.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Then when I turned 18 and was just about to graduate, they did the unthinkable, they had a baby! For God's Sake are they still having sex at their age!!! How embarrassing! I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. What would my friends think? I was just starting to think about sex, I didn't want to think about my parents having it. YUCK! My dad has this saying that he tells all the grand kids and great grand kids now,"If the ceiling fan is on in the living room or kitchen, don't come in. Grandma and I are busy." I shudder to even think about it.
A few years ago, my mom had a stroke and I saw what love is all about. I saw my big strong dad break down and cry and beg my mom to open her eyes and come back to him. Every day since then these two have been back to growling and arguing and smacking each other. Isn't love grand?
As I grew up, married and had my own family, I began to realize that what my mom and dad had was the real thing. They raised five kids ( and believe me if you knew us you'd know that wasn't any picnic),and taught us great morals and values. They gave us wonderful family traditions and memories that will be with us for a lifetime. I will never get 59 years with George but whatever number I do have will be that much greater because of the wonderful role models I have with my Mom and Dad,
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad. (Hope the fans are going full speed tomorrow night!)
Saturday, August 9, 2008
I love my husband dearly, but George and I should never travel together or build anything together. Both these things require giving and receiving directions of one person to the other and both of us want to be the BOSS! George tends to forget I know nothing about the construction business (I grew up on a farm remember?) so I ask a lot of questions and have a lot of opinions on how I want the deck built. Of course George lets me know why that's not gonna happen anytime soon and how stupid an idea it is. This usually leads to us trading a few insults back and forth and then forgetting it until the next time one of us brings something up.
We managed to get the frame done today and tomorrow we will get the decking on and the railing done. If we don't end up killing each other in the process we could be enjoying a drink on our deck by the end of the day tomorrow.
My mother always says, "If it doesn't kill you it"ll make you stronger." We'll see if George and I survive this. One of us could end up buried in the sand under the deck.
Friday, August 8, 2008
There are rules to our night out though.
- We are not allowed to talk about work
- We have to pick a bar outside the city limits so the smokers can smoke
- We must all laugh a lot
- Everyone must drink alcohol- no soda allowed
- No spouses allowed
- We talk about sex at some point in the evening- this always seems to come up after we have had a couple of drinks for some reason?
It is a great way to relax, blow off steam and have a great time with friends. Last night the age range was 23 to 55 but it didn't matter, we all had fun. It's amazing how after working with these people all day long you wouldn't think there would be any more to say to them, but we managed to find something to talk about. A few drinks, a little music, some food and good friends. What more can you ask for?
Nobody got rowdy ( although the other Sherry and I did steal chicken wings from the guy across the bar), just kidding we asked before we took them and then we bought him a drink. We did sing a little (no it wasn't Karaoke night) at one point in the evening which should have told us it was time to go home, but at least nobody got up and danced on the bar( which has been known to happen) so I guess we did ok.
Went home with a little buzz on expecting to see my hubby waiting eagerly to ask me how my night was and maybe make out a little. Boy was I sorely disappointed!! He wasn't home at all but instead had taken advantage of my being gone and he went golfing again last night too!!! Me, I fell asleep in the recliner and never did hear him come home.
The girls and I will repeat Thirsty Thursday again next month but I've already told them that from August 21 through October 24, they have to make it any other night but Thursdays. I start school again and my classes are on Thursdays for the first semester so I can't miss classes for drinking. I did that the first time around and that's probably one of the reasons I'm doing college for a second time.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Now I didn't actually give birth to Nobody, but he was there in our house from the time my children could talk until the time they left home. I know he was my imaginary fourth child and he got the blame for everything.
Nobody left the lights on.
Nobody forgot to close the door when they went outside and let all the bugs is.
Nobody ate the cake that was supposed to be for dessert.
Nobody put the bleach in the washing machine with the colored clothes and made them all spotted.
Nobody left the television on when we went away.
Nobody broke my favorite dish.
Nobody cut Whitney's hair.
Nobody forgot to tell me they were going to be late coming home so I didn't worry.
It's kind of funny,because once all my other children grew up and moved out, so did Nobody. He didn't graduate or get married and he didn't say good-bye when he left, he just simply wasn't there anymore.
I often wondered what ever happened to Nobody and what he was doing all those years? Now I know. He went to live with my daughter.
"Carrin, tell Nobody I said hello will you?"
Monday, August 4, 2008
We do this every year and every year I tell myself we are going to cut back on the size of the garden and the amount of things we grow. We never do. The stuff we freeze and can, tastes so wonderful in the middle of winter that by the time we get ready to plant the garden the next spring I forget what I had said the year before. So as I look out the back window and see all the beautiful green plants in our garden and watch George water it, I am reminded why we do this year after year, after year, after year....... Oh sorry, I wondered there for a minute.
If you don't have the yard space for a garden, you can always grow a tomato plant or a pepper plant in a flower pot. Do whatever you have to do to have fresh vegetables cause there's nothing better.
Friday, August 1, 2008
So last night I end up on the couch, laying in one position all night, cuz you all know you can't spread out on a couch. I am one of those people who like my space when I sleep and I tend to get a little cranky if I can't move around and find that comfortable spot. I would get a little too close to the edge of the couch and would catch myself almost falling off, so that would wake me up. Needless to say when George got up at 5:30 to get ready for work, I too was awake and not because I had to be. Tonight I plan to get a good nights sleep one way or the other, so George beware of duct tape and pincher clothes pins!