4 years ago
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Quite Contrary
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Addicted to the Bottle


Friday, November 27, 2009
Give Thanks
Homophones
When my eldest was in elementary school he had an assignment to come up with 10-15 homophones. Words that sound the same but are spelled differently and have a different meaning. He had come up with several on his own and now was asking for help. My sister from out of town was visiting, my sister who leaves near here was in attendance, and we were all at my mother's house so there were a lot of folks available for input. It is amazing how when you are trying to think of words like this, your mind just goes blank :o)
Suddenly my mother yells, "I've got one! You know, 'tick' like the tick-tock of a clock and 'tick' like this wood is very 'tick'." We all fell over laughing. You have to realize that my mother is from Ireland, so her "TH" is pronounced very similarly to how a "T" is pronounced. We then told her, "No Mum, that is just your Irish accent." She was so proud of herself :o)
My eldest this morning was asking me if Gran had an accent. It is funny because I didn't think she did, I guess because I lived with her and she was my Mum, that is just how she talked. I would hear other people's (like relatives) accents however. I'm sure my Mum's had been diluted over the years and from living in 3 other countries other than Ireland.
Suddenly my mother yells, "I've got one! You know, 'tick' like the tick-tock of a clock and 'tick' like this wood is very 'tick'." We all fell over laughing. You have to realize that my mother is from Ireland, so her "TH" is pronounced very similarly to how a "T" is pronounced. We then told her, "No Mum, that is just your Irish accent." She was so proud of herself :o)
My eldest this morning was asking me if Gran had an accent. It is funny because I didn't think she did, I guess because I lived with her and she was my Mum, that is just how she talked. I would hear other people's (like relatives) accents however. I'm sure my Mum's had been diluted over the years and from living in 3 other countries other than Ireland.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Dear...
Dear JR in I-F28,
Why do you make such a big deal out of a simple request and drag it out for more than a week? Why do I have to drag each individual item needed for us to process material at your site out of you one by one? Did we not provide you a comprehensive package when you had to run material on this side of the world? Are you trying to get back at the crabbiest member of our team (who has nothing to do with this material) through me? Gosh, I find it so difficult to work with you sometimes, and then others - you respond so quickly. What is the deal? Enough already.
Why do you make such a big deal out of a simple request and drag it out for more than a week? Why do I have to drag each individual item needed for us to process material at your site out of you one by one? Did we not provide you a comprehensive package when you had to run material on this side of the world? Are you trying to get back at the crabbiest member of our team (who has nothing to do with this material) through me? Gosh, I find it so difficult to work with you sometimes, and then others - you respond so quickly. What is the deal? Enough already.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Bike
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tatoo

I have a tatoo. Only one, though I have often wanted more. My family is against them, well, except my mother... She is the only one who knows (or I guess knew) about my tatoo. She thought it was wonderful. My only regret is where it is... I got it many years ago on my lower back, because I thought it would be the easiest place to hide it and now lower back tatoos have such an awful tag "tramp stamp". Haha, I think I am about the furthest thing from a "tramp" that you can get to. My niece would love to get a tatoo however her parents are (my sister and her husband) would not be thrilled about it. She has cystic fibrosis and would love to get a tatoo of the Canadian Cystic Fibrosis Foundation logo. If she doesn't have the opportunity to get her tatoo, I will get one for her as a memorial tatoo. I hope that she can get it for herself.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
My Spiritual Space
I am so fortunate to have my spiritual sisters. A small group (there are 8 of us), ranging from 40 years old to 75+ years old. We meet ~every other week for spiritual direction/guidance/support and what an awesome group of women they are. We are reallystruggling with a pastor who is mentally ill (I am thinking perhaps bi-polar) and our faith community is imploding. Yet through it all, we have each other - thank goodness! I am having a hard time with people that I trusted and admired who have really caused harm to others close to me. The lies and deceit is incredible. For probably the first time my faith has really been shaken... Previously I have had "issues" with the institution of church but was always grounded in the faith community and the people... now.... not so much. Where is God in all this? What am I called to do? I used to be present in the community every week - now it is a struggle to go. I know that I will make it through this. I know that I will always have my spiritual group to lean on, but this is an unknown space for me.
Lists
Things I like:
The weather
Talking to friends about nothing
My pup
Soft sheets
Not so much:
Milkshakes
Okra
Loud people
Drama
Things I saw yesterday:
A bookstore
Yummy goodness at Trader Joe's
A friend's Blog
A clean house
Things that are wearing out quickly:
Shoes
Coffee Cup
My radio stations on Pandora:
Celia Cruz
Manos al Aire
Classic
Electronic gifts I might not refuse:
a Blackberry
a new laptop
a flat screen television for my room
an iTouch
Problems my car is having:
Sometimes it won't start
Center console in backseat squeaks when it is closed
Seats are dirty
Dings and dents
Things to be happy about:
My boys are healthy
My sister is coming for Christmas
Tomorrow is Friday
I have great friends
The weather
Talking to friends about nothing
My pup
Soft sheets
Not so much:
Milkshakes
Okra
Loud people
Drama
Things I saw yesterday:
A bookstore
Yummy goodness at Trader Joe's
A friend's Blog
A clean house
Things that are wearing out quickly:
Shoes
Coffee Cup
My radio stations on Pandora:
Celia Cruz
Manos al Aire
Classic
Electronic gifts I might not refuse:
a Blackberry
a new laptop
a flat screen television for my room
an iTouch
Problems my car is having:
Sometimes it won't start
Center console in backseat squeaks when it is closed
Seats are dirty
Dings and dents
Things to be happy about:
My boys are healthy
My sister is coming for Christmas
Tomorrow is Friday
I have great friends
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Adult Children
How do you motivate an adult child to do something? My eldest is not going to school, is not working, is not volunteering, he stays home and plays video games... I have tried everything I can think of to get him to do something, anything... At what point do you say - enough. I don't think he would be successful out on his own at this point. He lacks in self confidence and in social skills - but the longer he stays home - the deeper his hole becomes. He is so gifted and talented, I find it frustrating that he isn't applying his assets. Gosh sometimes this parenting thing just sucks!
Monday, November 16, 2009
First day out
Well, this is it. I have been wanting to start a blog and just didn't know where to begin. Then one of my friends said - just do it. So here it is :) I'm not sure at this point what my blog will contain or what the theme will be. I think I will just let it flow and see what happens. I would like to try and post something everyday to start, to get the juices flowing and I will try to include a photo a day as well. Welcome to my crazy yet somewhat boring life.
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