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Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Remember When?
AH, SUCH SWEET MEMORIES!
Just for a second, close your eyes ... And go back...
.Before the Internet or PC or the MAC......
.Before semi-automatics and crack....
.Before Playstation, SEGA, Super Nintendo, even before
Atari...
.Before ce ll phones, CD's, DVD's, voicemail and e-mail....
.way back...
.way.....way....way back.....
I'm talkin' bout hide and seek at dusk
Red light, Green light
Red Rover....Red Rover.....
Playing kickball & dodgeball until the first ... no ...
second, no, third streetlight came on
Ring around the Rosie
London Bridge
Hot potato
Hop Scotch 
Jump rope
Duck....duck....GOOSE!!!
YOU'RE IT!!
Parents stood on the front porch and yelled (or whistled) for
you to come home - no pagers or cell phones
Mother May I?
 Hula Hoops
Seeing shapes in the clouds
Endless summer days and hot summer nights (no A/C) with the windows open
The sound of crickets
Running through the sprinkler
Cereal boxes with that GREAT prize in the bottom
Cracker jacks with the same thing
Ice pops with 2 sticks you could break and share with a
friend
But wait.....there's more....
Watchin' Saturday Morning TV.... Roy Rogers, Sky King, Lone
Ranger
Watchin' Sunday morning oldies (Abbott & Costello, Three
Stooges) 
Shirley Temple movies, Little Rascals, Ma & Pa Kettle
Catchin' lightning bugs in a jar
Christmas morning
Your first day of school
Bedtime Prayers and Goodnight Kisses
Climbing trees
Swinging as high as you could to try and reach the sky
Getting an Ice Cream from Mr. Softee
A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers
Jumpin' down the steps
Jumpin' on the bed (and getting hit with the yard stick when
the bed broke)
Pillow fights 
Sleep-overs
Runnin' till you were out of breath
Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt
Being tired from PLAYING
WORK: meant taking out the garbage or doing the dishes
Your first crush
Your first kiss (I mean the one that you kept your mouth
CLOSED and your eyes OPEN)
Rainy days at school meant playing "Heads up 7UP" or hangman"
in The classroom, Remember that?
Oh, I'm not finished yet....
Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer
So was a swig from the hose
Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars
Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school
Class Field Trips with soggy sandwiches
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got
there.
When a quarter  seemed like a fair allowance;and another
quarter a MIRACLE
When ANY parent could discipline ANY kid, or feed him,or use
him to carry groceries...And nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited you at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because
of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc.
Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And
some of us are still afraid of em!
Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, "Yeah, I
remember that!"
Well, let' s keep going!!
Let's go back to the time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo"
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"
"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in
"monopoly"
Catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
Being old, referred to anyone over 20. (CRAP! I'm officially
old!)
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was
cooties.
Nobody was prettier than Mom
Scrapes and bruises were kissed by mom or grandma and made
better
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big
people" rides at the amusement park.
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare"
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for
giggles.
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
 Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon.
Older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your
fiercest protector.
If you can remember most or all of these, then you have
LIVED!!!
Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their "grown
up" life .....
I TRIPLE DOG DARE YA!!!!!!
This did make me smile...at the simplicity of era I was raised in...then it made me a little sad to realize that alot of the things on this list my kids had never experienced. Being raised in the age of 'technology' isn't necessarily all good. I'm sure, due to the fact that we live in such a rural area, that my kids experienced more of these things then alot...but still NOT nearly enough...That's kinda sad. What will it be like for my grandchildren?
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Winter is in the air
We set the clocks back today so from now on I'll be getting out of work in the dark...in a couple of weeks I'll be going TO work in the dark too. It's been very cold here the past few days and we've even had a few snow flurries. I am NOT ready for a long...cold...boring winter. I'm definitely a summer girl... Maybe if I get enough people together to have a long serious talk with 'mother nature' we can convince her to even off the seasons around here a bit...I mean...Come ON...3 months of summer and 9 of winter just is NOT fair!!!!
Well...let's see...what else is going on around here? Hunting season has started...Hubby poo is an avid hunter and looks forward to the season every year. This year he and Bre had to take a hunter safety course, she decided that she wanted a license so last week they spent 4 nights at class, they seemed to really enjoy it and it was good for them to 'bond'. Bre is usually very girly and she and her dad don't spend that much time together. Well yesterday Bre and daddy went hunting together...in the pouring rain...high winds...cold as hell...BUT they both came home with smiles on their faces and are excited for next Saturday...Dustin is coming home to go with them too...I do NOT hunt.... I'm actually going on an 'Outing' with my CURVES buddies... Should be fun!
Bre is adjusting to being back at good ol' GHS and is beginning to settle into her new routine. She still talks to alot of her Dexter friends but is also hanging out with friends here at home...and with her family.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Full Circle!
It's strange how things in live often are cyclic...MY life, has once again, taken a turn...in face it has come "full circle"...My baby girl is HOME... She has moved back home and is attending the local high school. I can NOT tell you how happy I am to have her back...even happier that it was HER decision...that I didn't have to force her to come home. She finally came to the conclusion that she still NEEDS/WANTS her good ol' mom and dad. It feels great. She will have to work her butt off to catch up at school but I know and, more importantly, she knows that she can do it. She will be graduating from with all the kids that she started Kindergarden with from the same high school that her brother graduated from, that I graduated from and that my mom and dad graduated from. This morning was the first time since February that I knew what she wore to school...it may seem petty...but it was a wonderful feeling! This is the way it's supposed to be...We are supposed to be together during her senior year. She has even decided that she actually LOVES the small town that we live in....she has learned that the grass is not always greener on the other side of the fence....She has learned to appreciate her home town...her family...her life. I AM HAPPY....very very very happy!
Monday, October 09, 2006
Why oooohhhh WHY?
Why is it that teen aged girls are so STUPID when it comes to matters of the heart?
Why is it that an otherwise intelligent child becomes incapable of rational thought?
Why is it that when a boy cheats around on his girlfriend that the girl ALWAYS gets madder at the 'other' woman then at the guy?
Why is it that even though these assholes hurt our baby girls it is THEM that they think they need to be happy?
Why is it that no matter what we, as mothers/adults, say they don't believe us?
Why is it that I can't spare my baby girl the pain that boys can cause?
Why is it that kind words from me can not light up her face like those from someone, who in the end, will hurt her?
Why is it that no matter how hard I try I can NOT protect her heart...save her the pain...make her see, not only with her heart but with her head?
Why is it that she doesn't ask my advice?
HMMMMM....I wish that I had an answer to even just ONE of these questions!!!!
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Them Bad Boys ARE GONE
Bre did it...she finally got those huge, nasty tonsils of hers OUT!... We've been discussing the possibility of a tonsilectomy for over a year and finally decided it was now or never. She's been sick so much the past 18 months that we just had to do something. I didn't want her headed off to college knowing that she's gonna be sick every other week with strep on tonsilites.
She did pretty well...she'd been putting on a brave front for the past couple of weeks pretending that it was no BIG deal at all. She's had surgery before, had her gall bladder removed a couple years ago so she figured that she was an old pro...well let me tell you...when we got to the hospital Tuesday she changed her tune...She turned to her dad and said "I changed my mind...get me to hell out of here!"...Of course we did NOT comply. She was just fine after they gave her the pre-op drugs. Everything went well and we were back home by 4. Yesterday was a piece of cake for her...of course she was so drugged up that nothing really bothered her, she's really had very little trouble eating, keeping it to soft stuff but her appetite is definitely in tact. She's in alot of pain today and her throat looks absolutely disgusting but I guess that it's supposed to. She'll be out of school for at least a week and possibly two and will be staying at home while she recovers. She'll go back to Dexter when she's up to it. I'm loving having her home and will enjoy out time together even if it is because she's in PAIN...funny how she still wants/needs her mommy when she's hurting.
PS: When we got to the day surgery unit there was this very strange guy sitting there, he was telling the receptionist that he needed to talk to someone here, he didn't want to go back to the mental hospital in Bangor...he had his suicide note all written and needed to talk to someone NOW! Lots of extra security showed up and it was a little tense for a few minutes...Great way to start the day....
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