On Thurday my sister posted about me on her blog. She says I live on the edge.
Well I guess that is true. I remember the giddy feeling I'd get just before I did something wrong and then running off giggling like heck!! I still giggle when I get scared, only now I pee my pants along with the giggling which makes me giggle even more, then break out in hysterics!
Well last night I was really living on the edge. I volunteered to babysit my boss's 3 kids (2, 4 & 6) so her and her hubby could go out together with grown-ups.
The girls insisted that I watch Balto 2 with them.
Well ok, I insisted!
Anyway, Bob explained and showed me how he set up the TV to play the movie. I guess they have a satellite dish that has the thingamajig that records movies of your choice and let's you play them whenever you want. Well OK, he showed me what to do, then I followed the steps and got the movie going, then I pushed "pause" to wait for the girls to come down stairs to watch the movie. They came down, Bob put the wee one to bed then left. I pressed "Play" and it started rolling. No sound. UH-OH!!! May started getting excited and told me to push the noise button. I pushed about every button on that danged remote and nothing happened! May was all excited then ran to the front door as her dad was driving away, and we all were yelling STOP!!! HELP!!! BOB!! COME BACK!!!
You got it.....he kept right on going. I was crying as I watched his tailights disappear.
Well ok, I can handle it. It must be something simple. I'll just turn the TV off and start over. Well I couldn't even turn off the TV!! Both girls were all excited, grabbing the remote and pushing buttons, running to the TV and pushing the buttons there. I grabbed the remote back and yelled at them to let me figure it out, then I felt horrible that I yelled at them! There was a small moment of stunned silence....then they both broke into hysterical laughter rolling on the floor!!!! I said "what, are you laughing because you made me mad"? They both giggled "yes"!! Hmmmmpppff!!!
I asked May to bring me the other remote. I noticed the remote was for the "dish". She brought over a basket of remotes!!! OMG!!!! There must've been 6 remotes in that basket!!I saw the word on a remote that was on the TV, so I guessed it was the right remote.
I called the Tavern and asked if Bob was there. Nope! After about 1/2 hour something I pushed worked, and the movie started working but it was loud. May & Tai Yelled "It's too loud"!! I couldn't figure out how to turn the volume down, so I said we are watching the movie as it is.....period!!
WHEW!! Martha called about 10:00 and asked if everything was ok, and I said "of course. I just had a remote problem but I figured it out"!
We watched the movie, the girls went to bed, I figured how to turn the channels and turn the sound down. Mom and dad came home around midnight and I threw myself at their feet and started kissing them!!
I told them the trauma of the night and they both were laughing as hard as the girls!!
Hmmmppppfffff!
If raising children was going to be easy,
it never would have started with something called LABOR!
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
GOD LIVES UNDER THE BED
I received this in an e-mail and wanted to share it:
GOD LIVES UNDER THE BED
I envy Kevin. My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed.
At least that's what I heard him say one night.
He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped outside his closed door to listen. "Are you there, God?" he said. "Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed."
I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin's unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humor. I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in. He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a result of difficulties during labor. Apart from his size (he's 6-foot-2), there are few ways in which he is an adult. He reasons and communicates with the capabilities of a 7-year-old, and he always will. He will probably always believe that God lives under his bed, that Santa Claus is the one who fills the space under our tree every Christmas and that airplanes stay up in the sky because angels carry them.
I remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is different. Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous life? Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop for the disabled and then home to walk our cocker spaniel, return to eat his favorite macaroni-and-cheese for dinner, and later to bed.
The only variation in the entire scheme is laundry, when he hovers excitedly over the washing machine like a mother with her newborn child. He does not seem dissatisfied. He lopes out to the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of simple work. He wrings his hands excitedly while the water boils on the stove before dinner, and he stays up late twice a week to gather our dirty laundry for his next day's laundry chores. And Saturdays-oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That's the day my Dad takes Kevin to the airport to have a soft drink, watch the planes land, and speculate loudly on the destination of each passenger inside.
"That one's goin' to Chi-car-go!" Kevin shouts as he claps his hands. His anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights. And so goes his world of daily rituals and weekend field trips. He doesn't know what it means to be discontent. His life is simple. He will never know the entanglements of wealth of power, and he does not care what brand of clothing he wears or what kind of food he eats. His needs have always been met, and he never worries that one day they may not be. His hands are diligent. Kevin is never so happy as when he is working. When he unloads the dishwasher or vacuums the carpet, his heart is completely in it. He does not shrink from a job when it is begun, and he does not leave a job until it is finished. But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how to relax. He is not obsessed with his work or the work of others. His heart is pure. He still believes everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and when you are wrong, you apologize instead of argue. Free from pride and unconcerned with appearances, Kevin is not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry. He is always transparent, always sincere. And he trusts God.
Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to Christ, he comes as a child. Kevin seems to know God - to really be friends with Him in a way that is difficult for an "educated" person to grasp. God seems like his closest companion. In my moments of doubt and frustrations with my Christianity, I envy the security Kevin has in his simple faith. It is then that I am most willing to admit that he has some divine knowledge that rises above my mortal questions. It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with the handicap.
I am.
My obligations, my fear, my pride, my circumstances - they all become disabilities when I do not trust them to God's care. Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn? After all, he has spent his whole life in that kind of innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the goodness and love of God. And one day, when the mysteries of heaven are opened, and we are all amazed at how close God really is to our hearts, I'll realize that God heard the simple prayers of a boy who believed that God lived under his bed.
Kevin won't be surprised at all!
~Anonymous~
Whew, this gave me the goosebumps when I read it! One thing I have learned in AA is to "Give it to God" before going to sleep. God is up all night anyway, so give it to Him and let His will be done....Amen!
Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?
GOD LIVES UNDER THE BED
I envy Kevin. My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed.
At least that's what I heard him say one night.
He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped outside his closed door to listen. "Are you there, God?" he said. "Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed."
I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin's unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humor. I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in. He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a result of difficulties during labor. Apart from his size (he's 6-foot-2), there are few ways in which he is an adult. He reasons and communicates with the capabilities of a 7-year-old, and he always will. He will probably always believe that God lives under his bed, that Santa Claus is the one who fills the space under our tree every Christmas and that airplanes stay up in the sky because angels carry them.
I remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is different. Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous life? Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop for the disabled and then home to walk our cocker spaniel, return to eat his favorite macaroni-and-cheese for dinner, and later to bed.
The only variation in the entire scheme is laundry, when he hovers excitedly over the washing machine like a mother with her newborn child. He does not seem dissatisfied. He lopes out to the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of simple work. He wrings his hands excitedly while the water boils on the stove before dinner, and he stays up late twice a week to gather our dirty laundry for his next day's laundry chores. And Saturdays-oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That's the day my Dad takes Kevin to the airport to have a soft drink, watch the planes land, and speculate loudly on the destination of each passenger inside.
"That one's goin' to Chi-car-go!" Kevin shouts as he claps his hands. His anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights. And so goes his world of daily rituals and weekend field trips. He doesn't know what it means to be discontent. His life is simple. He will never know the entanglements of wealth of power, and he does not care what brand of clothing he wears or what kind of food he eats. His needs have always been met, and he never worries that one day they may not be. His hands are diligent. Kevin is never so happy as when he is working. When he unloads the dishwasher or vacuums the carpet, his heart is completely in it. He does not shrink from a job when it is begun, and he does not leave a job until it is finished. But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how to relax. He is not obsessed with his work or the work of others. His heart is pure. He still believes everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and when you are wrong, you apologize instead of argue. Free from pride and unconcerned with appearances, Kevin is not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry. He is always transparent, always sincere. And he trusts God.
Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to Christ, he comes as a child. Kevin seems to know God - to really be friends with Him in a way that is difficult for an "educated" person to grasp. God seems like his closest companion. In my moments of doubt and frustrations with my Christianity, I envy the security Kevin has in his simple faith. It is then that I am most willing to admit that he has some divine knowledge that rises above my mortal questions. It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with the handicap.
I am.
My obligations, my fear, my pride, my circumstances - they all become disabilities when I do not trust them to God's care. Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn? After all, he has spent his whole life in that kind of innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the goodness and love of God. And one day, when the mysteries of heaven are opened, and we are all amazed at how close God really is to our hearts, I'll realize that God heard the simple prayers of a boy who believed that God lived under his bed.
Kevin won't be surprised at all!
~Anonymous~
Whew, this gave me the goosebumps when I read it! One thing I have learned in AA is to "Give it to God" before going to sleep. God is up all night anyway, so give it to Him and let His will be done....Amen!
Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?
Monday, January 24, 2005
NorthEast Digging out!!
Wow, looks like some people are snowed in!
How much snow did you guys get?
We had 60 degree and rain all weekend!!
I remember the "Blizzard of '78" I lived in Connecticut, and I was awake all night running from window to window watching the snow swirl around and burying our car and piling up against the back of the house. There was only about 2 feet in front, but the snow was drifted up to the roof in back!
I was all excited as I never experienced anything like that ever!
Governor Grasso got on the television and officially closed the state!
Well where in the heck was anyone to go with 6 foot drifts in the road? HAHAHAHA
What an experience!
Bumper sticker of the year:
"If you can read this, thank a teacher....
and since it's in English, thank a soldier."
Wow, looks like some people are snowed in!
How much snow did you guys get?
We had 60 degree and rain all weekend!!
I remember the "Blizzard of '78" I lived in Connecticut, and I was awake all night running from window to window watching the snow swirl around and burying our car and piling up against the back of the house. There was only about 2 feet in front, but the snow was drifted up to the roof in back!
I was all excited as I never experienced anything like that ever!
Governor Grasso got on the television and officially closed the state!
Well where in the heck was anyone to go with 6 foot drifts in the road? HAHAHAHA
What an experience!
Bumper sticker of the year:
"If you can read this, thank a teacher....
and since it's in English, thank a soldier."
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Take time to Smell the Flowers!
We have enjoyed the redneck jokes for years.
It's time to take a reflective look at the core beliefs of a culture that values home, family, country and God. If I had to stand before a dozen terrorists who threaten my life, I'd choose a half dozen or so rednecks to back me up.
Tire irons, squirrel guns and grit -- that's what rednecks are made of. I hope I am one of those.
You might be a redneck if. . .
It never occurred to you to be offended by the phrase, "One nation, under God. .
" You've never protested about seeing the 10 Commandments posted in public places.
You still say "Christmas" instead of "The Holidays."
You bow your head when someone prays.
You stand and place your hand over your heart when they play the National Anthem.
You treat Viet Nam vets with great respect, and always have.
You've never burned an American flag.
You know what you believe and you aren't afraid to say so, no matter who is listening.
You respect your elders and expect your kids to do the same.
You'd give your last dollar to a friend.
God Bless the USA.
We have enjoyed the redneck jokes for years.
It's time to take a reflective look at the core beliefs of a culture that values home, family, country and God. If I had to stand before a dozen terrorists who threaten my life, I'd choose a half dozen or so rednecks to back me up.
Tire irons, squirrel guns and grit -- that's what rednecks are made of. I hope I am one of those.
You might be a redneck if. . .
It never occurred to you to be offended by the phrase, "One nation, under God. .
" You've never protested about seeing the 10 Commandments posted in public places.
You still say "Christmas" instead of "The Holidays."
You bow your head when someone prays.
You stand and place your hand over your heart when they play the National Anthem.
You treat Viet Nam vets with great respect, and always have.
You've never burned an American flag.
You know what you believe and you aren't afraid to say so, no matter who is listening.
You respect your elders and expect your kids to do the same.
You'd give your last dollar to a friend.
God Bless the USA.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Spring is near
I have always liked this picture!! It looks so much like Spring!
I just heard on the news that we might get snow or ice on Sunday.
WHAAAAT???
Okay, I'm tired of the cold. My bones hurt all over from arthritis!
I went to the Chiropractor yesterday because I have a pinched nerve in my Butt cheek. It goes down my leg. (Sciatica) It hurts when I sit, then it feels better. Then when I get up it hurts! I explained to him the aches and pains I have and he wants me to go to a Naturopathic. (sp) He says I have inflamatory disease. (Duh...That's what I have been telling the doctors for years). The doctors call it Fibromyalgia. That's what they call it when they don't know why you hurt!
SHEESH!!
I have been busy all week, and in my spare time I have been trying to catch up on my blog reading.
The weekend is here!! YIPPPPEEEE!!!!
When I was young we used to go "skinny dipping,"
now I just "chunky dunk."
I have always liked this picture!! It looks so much like Spring!
I just heard on the news that we might get snow or ice on Sunday.
WHAAAAT???
Okay, I'm tired of the cold. My bones hurt all over from arthritis!
I went to the Chiropractor yesterday because I have a pinched nerve in my Butt cheek. It goes down my leg. (Sciatica) It hurts when I sit, then it feels better. Then when I get up it hurts! I explained to him the aches and pains I have and he wants me to go to a Naturopathic. (sp) He says I have inflamatory disease. (Duh...That's what I have been telling the doctors for years). The doctors call it Fibromyalgia. That's what they call it when they don't know why you hurt!
SHEESH!!
I have been busy all week, and in my spare time I have been trying to catch up on my blog reading.
The weekend is here!! YIPPPPEEEE!!!!
When I was young we used to go "skinny dipping,"
now I just "chunky dunk."
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Just being LAZY that's all!!
I know, that is LAME!!
Sorry guys, I actually have been busy doing this & that, and lazy in between!!
No excuse, I know!!
I don't know if taking time off of work is worth it! I spend more time trying to catch up!!
And it is only Wednesday tomorrow.
I don't know what I want to do on my vacation this year. Maybe drive up to Harrison Hot Springs and pamper myself, then maybe drive around and meet my Canadian friends. I don't know. I better start thinking, it is only a few months away. I don't think I want to go camping this year.
So, what is everyone else doing for their vacations?
I need to get out and read your blogs, I have been sluffing lately. Sluffing? Now how in the heck do you spell that? And where did that word come from?
I have no brain....it left me.
Remember...Don't argue with an idiot;
people watching may not be able to tell the difference.
I know, that is LAME!!
Sorry guys, I actually have been busy doing this & that, and lazy in between!!
No excuse, I know!!
I don't know if taking time off of work is worth it! I spend more time trying to catch up!!
And it is only Wednesday tomorrow.
I don't know what I want to do on my vacation this year. Maybe drive up to Harrison Hot Springs and pamper myself, then maybe drive around and meet my Canadian friends. I don't know. I better start thinking, it is only a few months away. I don't think I want to go camping this year.
So, what is everyone else doing for their vacations?
I need to get out and read your blogs, I have been sluffing lately. Sluffing? Now how in the heck do you spell that? And where did that word come from?
I have no brain....it left me.
Remember...Don't argue with an idiot;
people watching may not be able to tell the difference.
Friday, January 14, 2005
I'm Baaaaaack!
Hi, I got home Last night about 5:00.
I went to work today and just got home but am heading into Oak Harbor in 1/2 hour for my meeting. Tomorrow I have CPR/1st aid instructor recertification. Whew! Everything at once, but glad to get it over with. I am taking Monday off so I can catch up on my rest Sunday & Monday, so I will catch up on my blog walking then.
My kitty is really happy to see me home!!
I signed up for an exercise class and was told to wear loose-fitting clothing.
If I HAD any loose-fitting clothing, I wouldn't have signed up in the first place!
Hi, I got home Last night about 5:00.
I went to work today and just got home but am heading into Oak Harbor in 1/2 hour for my meeting. Tomorrow I have CPR/1st aid instructor recertification. Whew! Everything at once, but glad to get it over with. I am taking Monday off so I can catch up on my rest Sunday & Monday, so I will catch up on my blog walking then.
My kitty is really happy to see me home!!
I signed up for an exercise class and was told to wear loose-fitting clothing.
If I HAD any loose-fitting clothing, I wouldn't have signed up in the first place!
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Going away for a week
Hi folks,
I'm going to Bellingham for a week for a class, so I will not be blogging. I have a laptop for work but I have no idea if it connects to the internet or not.
They have snow up in Bellingham, so I will be happy!
I am also staying at the hotel behind "Olive Garden". Hehehehehehe Love that restaurant!
Later....
I live in my own little world.
But it's OK. They know me here.
I'm going to Bellingham for a week for a class, so I will not be blogging. I have a laptop for work but I have no idea if it connects to the internet or not.
They have snow up in Bellingham, so I will be happy!
I am also staying at the hotel behind "Olive Garden". Hehehehehehe Love that restaurant!
Later....
I live in my own little world.
But it's OK. They know me here.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
The "Red Hat" for lunch bunch
I took Hannah to lunch today. A few of us got crazy and bought some red hats to wear.
Hannah adores hats and thought it was alot of fun! People looked at us all and smiled. Who could not?
Hannah didn't look good. I think she might have the virus that is going around. Nothing will keep her from going out to lunch!! That is all she has to look forward to!
I think I will take her a "Mocha Moolatte" from Dairy Queen tomorrow. Milkshakes are always good when you don't feel good!!
Well gotta get some chores done!
A good friend will come and bail you out of jail...
but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!"
That's me & Hannah!!
I took Hannah to lunch today. A few of us got crazy and bought some red hats to wear.
Hannah adores hats and thought it was alot of fun! People looked at us all and smiled. Who could not?
Hannah didn't look good. I think she might have the virus that is going around. Nothing will keep her from going out to lunch!! That is all she has to look forward to!
I think I will take her a "Mocha Moolatte" from Dairy Queen tomorrow. Milkshakes are always good when you don't feel good!!
Well gotta get some chores done!
A good friend will come and bail you out of jail...
but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!"
That's me & Hannah!!
Friday, January 07, 2005
SnowDog
I found this photo on KOMO 4 News page.
I love it! There is snow all around us, and I think maybe Vegasbaby even got snow up in Victoria, but we don't have any yet. It is 33 degrees, but they are calling for snow around midnight. We'll see. They always tease us about the white stuff. Most of the snow is in Bellingham about 50 miles North. That is where I am going on Sunday for 5 days. After 15 years of training bus drivers I am going to a school on how to train bus drivers. My boss said I didn't need it, but I would like to go just to see if I am doing it right, and maybe pick up a few pointers. Besides, it'll give me another certificate to hang on my wall to make me look more professional!
It is Friday night, and I am heading into the big city for my AA meeting. I love January meetings. There are usually new faces there because of the holiday rush on DUI's!! hahahaha
Later folks...
I don't do drugs.
I get the same effect just standing up fast.
I found this photo on KOMO 4 News page.
I love it! There is snow all around us, and I think maybe Vegasbaby even got snow up in Victoria, but we don't have any yet. It is 33 degrees, but they are calling for snow around midnight. We'll see. They always tease us about the white stuff. Most of the snow is in Bellingham about 50 miles North. That is where I am going on Sunday for 5 days. After 15 years of training bus drivers I am going to a school on how to train bus drivers. My boss said I didn't need it, but I would like to go just to see if I am doing it right, and maybe pick up a few pointers. Besides, it'll give me another certificate to hang on my wall to make me look more professional!
It is Friday night, and I am heading into the big city for my AA meeting. I love January meetings. There are usually new faces there because of the holiday rush on DUI's!! hahahaha
Later folks...
I don't do drugs.
I get the same effect just standing up fast.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Awwwww, let me lick the snot off your nose!!
Nothing to say, just wanted to let y'all know I am still here!!
Been busy at work and meetings after work.
We might get SNOW all this next week!!! Go figure...I have a class planned in Bellingham all next week!
If it snows bad, I will have to cancel and stay here to keep the buses on Route!
Be safe this week!!
Now that food has replaced sex in my life,
I can't even get into my own pants.
DOH!
Nothing to say, just wanted to let y'all know I am still here!!
Been busy at work and meetings after work.
We might get SNOW all this next week!!! Go figure...I have a class planned in Bellingham all next week!
If it snows bad, I will have to cancel and stay here to keep the buses on Route!
Be safe this week!!
Now that food has replaced sex in my life,
I can't even get into my own pants.
DOH!
Sunday, January 02, 2005
My greeting to Monday Morning!!
Oh my goodness! Tomorrow is the first Monday of 2005!!
51 more to go!!
I hate Monday mornings, in fact I despise waking up to an alarm!
I'm afraid that when I retire I will sleep the entire day away because I can!
Well maybe that will only last a week before I find something to take my time away from me.
I'm a good one for that. Mary Lou gets mad at me because I am always doing something!!
Well I didn't have any plans this weekend and all I did was sleep and now it is Sunday night and I am frantically looking at the chores I didn't get done!! Oh well, only me living here, so no one to bitch at me for not doing them except me!! And boy can I be a bitch!!
Well time to get some stuiff out of the way!
Until the next time....
Ever consider what our dogs must think of us?
I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half a cow.
They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
-Anne Tyler
Oh my goodness! Tomorrow is the first Monday of 2005!!
51 more to go!!
I hate Monday mornings, in fact I despise waking up to an alarm!
I'm afraid that when I retire I will sleep the entire day away because I can!
Well maybe that will only last a week before I find something to take my time away from me.
I'm a good one for that. Mary Lou gets mad at me because I am always doing something!!
Well I didn't have any plans this weekend and all I did was sleep and now it is Sunday night and I am frantically looking at the chores I didn't get done!! Oh well, only me living here, so no one to bitch at me for not doing them except me!! And boy can I be a bitch!!
Well time to get some stuiff out of the way!
Until the next time....
Ever consider what our dogs must think of us?
I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half a cow.
They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
-Anne Tyler