The Last Fiction 55 Friday for 2007!!

Perched precariously, seemingly on the head of a pin, she waited for her date for what seemed like a year. Squinting, attempting a better view above the crowd, she thought that midnight may not have been the best time of night to meet. She teetered, spun slightly and descended hastily at his call…THE Dick Clark!!

Fiction 55 Friday!!

The radio blared Christmas songs for hours as she drove across Texas for a family holiday. She thought she heard a commercial: “This holiday is brought to you by Mom’s Cheese Ball and Aaron’s Egg Nog-Nog. Enjoy your Christmas with melded cheese on a cracker, plus that little extra nog you get from only Aaron.”

Dreams and Nightmares

I had a weird dream last night: K, A, and I were part owners in a combination cafe/retail store. We were getting complaints that there were not enough chairs, and ended up securing some wire basket chairs of some sort, but the people kept griping and not letting the wait staff through. They did not tip well either. At one point I was asked to go pick up a lunch from an 18th street fast food place for a customer (a guy from church) and while there, I found a cell phone and a stick-shift car that I could use. I dropped the phone after trying to call back to the store and tell them I was on the way, and could not retrieve it. I don't know where the car came in, but the stick shift was very 'shifty'. After I returned, my hair looked horrid (as it does now) and A suggested she curl it for me. She did, in stiff ringlets , and they stood up on my head, but with a part down the middle. I had to shake it loose, then just pulled it up and achieved a rather 'wild' look. I had to process a return for a customer - who had no receipt - and after explaining that this was my first day - my smile convinced him that I knew what I was doing, especially since I told him I had 25 years of retail experience. I ended up having to go to the customer service desk for his refund, where a tall older woman with a bouffant hairdo tried to tell me how to process it with different codes in the register. Don't know how, but I got it done.

The nightmare came along in the same way it always does - there is a baby that I was supposed to be caring for, and I have let it go without eating - and am frantic to find it. I actually got out of bed, pulled off my c-pap mask somehow - and ended up in the closet - that is when I woke up that is where I determined I was. My c-pap machine was turned completely around on the table, so I must have given it a good jerk. My bed was such a mess, with pillows and covers everywhere except where they were supposed to be.

Needless to say, I didn't not sleep too well...and started the day with a big yawn!

Seems like forever since I have posted. Karen's Mom was buried Saturday and the service was so nice. Pastor's message fit her to a "T". I spent most of the day with the family then headed home about 4:30, then on to Lindsey's for the appetizer portion of the progressive dinner. Lindsey & Joe did a good job, and Ryan helped out too. Sunday was busy as well..and the SS kids were wired for sound. They are anxious about Christmas and one was sure to tell me that he believes in Santa AND Jesus! Went to Mom & Dad's to have dinner with Mark - and of course - ate too much. Work is slow for the most part...and only 4 more days till we're out for the holidays!

Fiction 55 Friday!!

She took no shortcuts when it came to building her house. Trained in all areas of construction, including roofing and carpentry, she completed the build with no sub-contractors. Her caulking skills were amazing, as was her landscaping. Her proudest moment turned to tears as her husband snapped off the chimney in a gingerbread feeding frenzy.

Karen's mom passed away about 3:15 AM Wednesday. She called at 5:15, just as my alarm went off. I went to take La's kids to school, then headed over there. They are hanging in there but of course, very upset. They are such a loving family. I wrote up the obituary for them and sat and talked a while, then went to pick up Lindsey to finish up some shopping and get wrapping. She is a great help. Good thing I took off for the day. It was messy-rainy-cold all day, but that encouraged me to stay inside and get busy. I made broccoli salad for the office 'munchie' day today...along with cathedral cookies. I got some gifts wrapped and some laundry done, and even managed to squeeze in a nap.

Mrs. Shelton's funeral will be Saturday morning at 10, and the choir is going to sing, as is her granddaughter, Heather. Should be very nice. K asked me and Alison to be at church for the family lunch afterwards, so we will be glad to do so.

Mrs. Shelton raised such a nice family. They are so loving and caring, and I can see where she had a hand in most of that.

What a weekend...starting with a work 'retreat' on Friday at the golf club....but in JH speak, retreat = work off site = no fun/no 'retreat'/no rest whatsoever!!

Friday night...Cantata @ 7:30. Went fairly well except the director brought us in too early on one song. I did not stay to visit too much. Karen and Lauren watched from the balcony...and K said Alison and I 'made her proud' with our "Go Tell It" motion!

Saturday...headache all day long...managed to do some laundry and lay on the couch. Cantata at 6:00...went ok, this time a CD skipped around and we had to restart one song. Mom & Dad enjoyed it, though Ryan told them it started at 7, so they only saw 30 minutes. Saw Nate and his sister in the back...then got an email from Connie that she and Randy were there, but I didn't see them.

Karen's mom is getting worse. It could be any day now. Sunday was busy too, with Karen singing "Jesus Loves Me" for her great niece's baptism (during which I cried like a baby), then I taught SS so K could go home and get ready for the lunch, then spend time with her family. More singing at the youth home Sunday afternoon...and for a while, I thought I would be the only alto...thank goodness another came...so our numbers were few...but the kids enjoyed it. It sure turned cold here...and about time! Now if it will quit misting rain...and the gray sky would clear up a little....gee, not too much to ask is it???

The boys are in Disney world, visiting Mickey for a few days. Hope they are having fun.

Fiction 55 Friday - A day late..

Her head reeling, she felt faint. The lights swirled around her head as if she was dancing and spinning so fast that only her partner was in focus. She closed her eyes for a moment, blinking hard, but the lights began to pulsate. She yelled to her parents: “Please stop the car! No more Christmas lights!”

Gee

Gee, its Tuesday...and a beautiful day....so why am I stuck inside at work when there is sooooo much to do at home?!?!!? Isn't that the way it always seems to work??

NMTS

Not much to say...Monday has come around again, following a busy weekend...cookie exchange in Clifton Saturday, cantata practice that evening; church and Sunday School - sang in both services with the kids, then back to Clifton Sunday evening for cantata performance. The kids put up the tree on Sunday, now I just have to decorate it. They even set the nativity out...and dusted the furniture. Managed to see Ryan for a few minutes after I got home Sunday night. Today...I added a little tree and nick-knacks to my office.

Fiction 55 Friday!!

With anticipation heightened from the long drive to the country, the search began. Running through the maze of cedar and pine, she longed to meet that special one…one that would make her holiday meaningful. The search ended as quickly as it began when her eyes beheld the 7-foot Douglas fir.

Next to the last day of NaPoBloMo

Has posting become more of a 'habit' or a 'challenge'...to complete one for each day in November? Hmmm...I wonder.

The mother of a dear friend was diagnosed with terminal cancer yesterday, and not expected to survive much longer...they are hoping until Christmas...but it looks bleak. She is so weak, but still can be coherent and joke a little bit with us. The whole family is in shock understandably, but trying to be brave for her. She is quite the talented lady and has raised such a loving family with a strong faith in God. You never leave the house (or the church, or anywhere else they might be) without a hug!!

W-W-W-Wednesday

Yesterday's weather was absolutely beautiful...and today looks like it will be the same! THIS is my kind of weather, sunny and cool!
Work is.....work......is......work. Looking forward to being off at some point.
We have our 'crazy' cantata practice tonite, where we attempt to drive the choir director right up the wall with our antics. So much fun!

So far, so good

Nothing like a good laugh first thing in the morning....gotta read 15-minute lunch...he is hilarious! Thanks friend!!

So, the tree is not up, the gifts are not wrapped, no decorations are out...so I am behind...BUT...
my blog is up to date!!

Yee haw!

Dodged a bullet...

Looks like I still have a job...though my responsibilites are being shifted somewhat...but thank God no pay reduction. I am still getting the distinct pleasure of the entire blame, though he heard things today he didn't hear me say last week. Don't know if that makes a difference or not, but now, and with a witness, he knows.

Seems I'll be assuming the CCBW role for the moment...or the CCBWFS...(chief cook bottle washer floor scrubber)....until something else happens...I'll be sweeping up the crumbs...but thats ok...I'll handle it. We'll actually sit down and come up with a plan in writing later this week...so for now....off we go!

Wee wee wee wee!

Sunday Sunday Sunday

Its good to be back in town...cold, rainy days and nights make me chilled to the bone!! Although its still misting and the temperature is low, it will be nice to be under my own covers tonight.

The cantata performance was a success. All the members spoke to us and were so appreciative that we traveled to sing for them. I am thankful that my friend drove and we all had a lot of fun.

Wondering what tomorrow will bring....

Saturday

Shortly I'll be heading to Shreveport with the choir for a performance of our cantata. I've been thinking so much about work lately, it will be nice to get away...although I am the biggest worrier on the planet. Its rainy and cold....hope it clears off soon.

Friday - Non-Fiction This Time!

People call this day after Turkey Day
Black Friday for retailers all
The biggest day of the shopping year
And everyone heads to the mall

Up before sunrise and out the door
Go the shoppers from young to old
Often waiting for stores to open,
Find that gift and mark it 'sold'!

Not me, no way, no how, uh-uh
I'm not joining that spending spree
I'll stay tucked in bed awhile
And consider leftover turkey!

After twenty-plus years on the retail
Side of the counter, no one could pay
Me enough to fight the clerks & crowds
On the day after Thanksgiving day!!

Hope you had fun, with sleep in your eyes
As the store displays you perused
And headed home with sacks and boxes
As I layed in bed and snoozed!
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Thanksgiving Day

A day to give thanks
Should somehow be more
Than the turkey and dressing
That we all adore

As we sit down to dinner
And comfortably graze
Lets remember the others
With a wide staring glaze

Their tummys not full
They wonder their fate
As we add more food to
An already full plate

Giving thanks without giving
Leaves me empty inside
And so with a prayer
God be my guide

To be gracious and give
Of myself and my time
I want to be part
Of a plan that's not mine

To listen in love
To act without pride
And draw others in need
Close to my side

Bowing heads to give thanks
Sharing bread for the day
Its all about giving
In your own special way.

Whoo-Hoo...Wednesday

It will be nice to be off for five days....but I have to say that my attitude needs to be one of gratitude, even though my circumstances are allowing me to feel otherwise.

I Know That I Am Blessed, a poem by yours truly:

I know that I am blessed
Though life tells me otherwise.
I know that through these tests
In life there is a prize.
The prize is not material
But oh, the riches gained!
With grace thru faith ethereal
Life in Christ to be attained.
Believing in my Jesus Christ
I know that I am blessed
Day to day I'll fight the fight
To live with Him at rest.

Recap of blue monday...

Monday turned out to be the worst day of all...as there is speculation, accusation and more that may lead to the end of my current job. Can't go into much detail, but will note that yes, I made a mistake. No, nobody got sick, no one was hurt or bleeding and no, nobody died. Except maby me from embarassment. An unforgivable mistake? Puh-lease!! No way!! As my sister would say, "Oh HELL to the NO".

I owned up, explained that I was only doing as directed/instructed and otherwise told...but yet...I am named 'incompetent'. I apologized but...don't you know we can't afford to make mistakes....gee! I thought I was human...and the only PERFECT one walked the earth a long time ago.

Monday of Turkey Week

Only working two days this week....and evidently not too much of that at all!

Trying to decide between a broccoli salad or copper pennies to take to Mom's on Thursday...hmmm...maybe both.

Looking forward to seeing family that day...and maybe a day or two more. Thankful for family and for God's many blessings, I wish you all the best!

Random Thoughts for a Sunday

I like to dip hot buttered toast in my hot tea for breakfast. The tea has sugar and milk.

There are some hymns I can sing without looking at the hymnal. I can't read music anyway, so I try to remember the words.

I love the hugs from my Sunday School kids, or having them sit in my lap during 'music' time.

Its great to have friends with whom you can cry. No explanations needed.

Turkey day is this week...so turkey sandwiches are not far behind! Gotta love 'em!

Point to Ponder from Dr. Phil

Don't make anyone a priority
Who only makes you an option.

Stumbled across this quote...and I like it

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing.
It turns up when you don't really expect it.
It’s like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed.
The castle, well, it may not be a castle.
And it's not so important happy ever after, just that it’s happy right now.
See, once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

-from the TV Show "Greys Anatomy"

Fiction 55 Friday!!

Colors of fall remind me of us, piling up the leaves just so we could scatter them as we jumped in wildly. I never tire of a crunchy crisp leaf underfoot, or the smell of a campfire lingering on my jacket, sticky with s’mores. Oh, memories of Girl Scout camp!!!

Thats What Friends Are For

When I left work yesterday I was so totally in a funk, beat down from accusations that are simply a perception - not the truth. Then when I got to church to help with the midweek meal, followed up by choir practice, my friends just help all those feelings melt away. Their smiles and friendly jokes/comments/etc really lifted my mood. I am so blessed to have great friends and family. Thanks, guys, I needed that. :-)

Wednesday Blog - The Strangest Food I Have Heard Of...

From the big city of Sedalia, Missouri - hometown to my parents:

The "GuberBurger" (goo-ber-ber-ger)....a hamburger with peanut butter.

What's the weirdest food you've ever heard of? Would you try it?

November 13th

Gosh it seems like overnight the leaves have changed...a tree in my backyard looks absolutely beautiful. Hope the leaves will hang around (literally) for a little while.

Random thought for the day....data is data...on a spreadsheet or in a system...and last time I checked, I am still human!!

Veteran's Day

Today we honor the veterans all
Who fought for freedom and answered the call
Of Uncle Sam and the U.S. of A.
So many the ultimate price did pay

A parade to honor them, poppies of red
Refrains of soldier songs ring in my head
Proudly wearing their courage once new
They found so bravely for me and for you

Just saying 'thanks' doesn't seem quite enough
For those who braved the war on the front
A lump in my throat, I choke back a tear
And mourn for those that are no longer here

Until days when we see no flag folded such
Presented to a family with appreciation much
Pray for peace in our nation and peace in the world
And pray for the soldiers who our flag unfurled

Sunday

Sunday routines.....
Church at 8:00, Sunday School at 9:15
Home by 11:00
Newspaper spread out on the table - ads to the left - all sections of the paper in order on the right, ready to be scanned at leisure - often with coffee or a coke
Lunch is simple - leftovers or a sandwich
Then the couch calls....DIY television and the zzzzs sneak in...and are welcomed....mmmmm.....nap!

TIme for # Ten!

Tenth in a series...Wow! Can't believe it!

Random thought for today:

When your head hurts really bad,
and even the hair on your head aches,
a nice hug can help it all melt away.
And of course a couple of Advil or
Tylenol help too...and there's nothing
like a cup of hot tea...made perfectly
with a little sugar and milk. :-)

Post #9...and Fiction 55 Friday!!

Ah...my favorite time of year! When the weather turns crisp..at least in the mornings...and the leaves start to change colors (at least a little bit here in Texas) and fall from the trees like confetti to celebrate the season. A walk on campus finds folks enjoying the weather...with fewer wearing the traditional flip flops...and sweatshirts becoming the norm. A drive through the park reminds me of high school days with friends...escaping at lunch and turning up the radio as we ride with the windows down, sun in our eyes and thoughts of a picnic along the river. I can't wait for the smells of a fire to waft my way...and maybe snuggle up with someone special.

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A watched phone never rings. Just as she gets lost in cooking dinner, catching up on crossword puzzles and paying bills, her mind wanders as she hopes to hear from him again. She longs to tell him how she feels. At last, “Dr. John’s office calling with your test results…”.

#8 Post

My eyes were fried last night as I left work at 8pm...after having been there since 7:30am...I could say that I never wanted to look at another computer screen or spreadsheet ever again...but here I am...surprise! NaBloPoMo has me hooked! So for the "I really can't concentrate" Thursday, my post will be short and sweet...as my mind tends to wander...as it seems to be doing at the moment....la de dah, la de dah, la de dah dah de dah dah....

OCD? Post #7

What to do, what to do. Have you ever thought about whether or not you are a 'routine' person? What I mean by that is do you have a general 'routine' when getting ready in the morning, do you always put your keys/glasses/purse or wallet in the same place before retiring for the night? Do you always take the same way to work? I think I am a little bit of both, although nothing is set in stone I'd like to think. For example, if I don't speak to my daughter at LEAST once a day - no later than 9:30 pm usually - I'll miss her call, but I won't make a big deal out of it. I don't have things THAT planned or organized I guess I should say. I think I am fairly organized, but I still wish for more. I don't think I am OCD in general, but perhaps in some areas. How about you?

Hmmm....

What do you enjoy more...the anticipation and planning....or the trip itself? If you apply that to life in general, I guess I'd have to say that 'planning' is lots of fun...but it also entails thinking, dreaming, hoping and scheming (hmmm....sounds like a song!) But what happens when it all falls through? Your plans, your hopes, your fantasies...do you assume that they are not meant to be? Disappointment follows, only to be followed by yet another plan-it-all-so-hard-that-it-has-to-come-true-phase. Guess you could say thats not living in 'reality'...not in the 'here and now'. But if you want your dreams to be reality, I guess it is! Back to thinking, and dreaming! Cheers!

Monday Morning Haiku

Time change Saturday
driving to work in daylight
home again at dusk

So...is your internal clock askew? Going to bed at what seems so early...then getting up even earlier? I am. Wish I had a 're-set' button.

4th in a Series...

Sunday morning and I am just back from church and teaching first grade Sunday School. While only a class of 6 to 8...those kids can wear me out. They love the Bible stories and the art projects that go with their lesson even more. They also all want my attention - at the same time - and while they are certainly sweet, their little high-pitched voices can give me a headache. I have taught Sunday School off and on for many years....and each group has known my one 'rule'..."Hugs in the Hall". They know that if they see me or I see them first, we get hugged in the hall. The older they get, the harder it is to get hugs...so sometimes a smile and a wave will do. Gee, this really makes me feel old thinking about the ones I have had in class and watched them grow up.

Another Day...

Another blog. Number three to be exact. Reading other blogs has shown me what talented writers there are out there in cyberspace. Really awe-inspiring, funny, and insightful to what goes on everyday. Do your friends and family know how talented you are or are you keeping it a secret? I guess if its on your blog its really hard to keep it a secret...unless you only use an alias. Seriously, though - thanks for what you do. I add sites to my favorites all the time and enjoy reading your posts. I can only aspire to be half the blogger you are.

Something about me that may be quirky...I sleep best in total darkness...no night light, no glow from the alarm clock, no moonlight streaming through the window, no illuminated light switch on the wall. This can be difficult as I use a c-pap with annoying little buttons that shine bright blue in the dark. I know what you might be thinking...close your eyes! Of course I do, but there is just something about a light being 'on' in the room that keeps me from sleeping well. Then there is the total opposite...where on a Sunday afternoon I can be totally in REM stage sleep right there on the couch...with football or a movie on the TV...and snoring like a freight train. Golf on TV can induce sleep fairly quickly...without even trying. Have you ever experienced that type of sleep where you think you're asleep but can hear things going on around you and try to respond, only to find out later you really were asleep...and talking or mumbling incoherently to those that might venture to actually stay in the room with you? I hate that. Ok, enough about sleep, its 8AM on the time change weekend.....ready to "fall back"????

Blog #2...and 55 Fiction Friday

Whoo-hoo - its blog #2....wake up and smell the.....coke? Yep, coke is my morning beverage of choice while driving to work. Being caffienated is oh so important to getting your day off to a great start. Sometimes I chase the coke with cafe vienna...you know, that international coffee...to celebrate the moments of my life. Oh yeah! Are you looking forward to the time change this weekend??? How will you spend your 'extra' hour when we 'fall back'??

And now, a two-fer, that is, two-blogs-in-one....da da da da!!!! (a drum roll of sorts???)

55 Fiction Friday:


“Harden your heart” I heard them say
You’ll look back on this one day
Perhaps a smile will come to you
And leave you feeling a little blue.

Blue is better than a heart torn in two
Your last attempt was nothing new
Turn and leave without goodbyes
Hope the tears don’t sting your eyes.

NaBloPoMo

Well, guess I'll give it a try....here goes nuthin'....

A theme, huh? Something I was skeered of? When I was little, my Dad used to don a werewolf mask and come up to the windows outside to scare us...and it worked. So much so, I am not overly fond of masks...ones that cover the head entirely anyway! An eye mask...with feathers or other appendage...thats ok...but not the whole rubber with fake hair and other accessories...those creep me out.


BTW: NaBloPoMo = National Blog Posting Month = posting something every day for a month. Give it a try!!

Fiction 55 Friday!!

His muscular form stood astride the iron beam high atop the horizon in the sunrise. Sparks flew and cascaded, bouncing off the cement below as if rain danced in the cool morning air. There is something so inspiring about a man, a machine and steel…all silhouetted in the sky above. Oh my, those construction workers!!

I've Been Tagged!!

I've been tagged...thanks, Wordi!! The topic is "5 things that I do, did or like that I’m proud of, but that others may think are totally lame."

1. I have made homemade Halloween costumes for my kids that I thought were totally cute and imaginative - but my kids have recited several times about the 'special' costume I made them wear.

2. I like to write poetry - especially in an 'ode' form for special people to celebrate different occasions.

3. I like to sing - but rather make a 'joyful noise'.

4. Though I may not show it, I enjoy being romantic...and having that feeling returned.

5. I like to get up early on Saturday mornings to read the paper and work the crossword - and hate it when I can't get the whole thing done!!

Its Time for 55 Fiction Friday...and a Seussical Moment!!

The minutes seem like hours until I see you again. Laughing, joking and cutting up are simply ‘just you’. I can’t help but wonder what will be next. Dinner for two? A cocktail party? Snuggling down in front of the TV to watch some football? I’ll consider them all - but only with you, Rachel Ray.


And for my wordi-friend on the right...a tribute to HER poetry:

It seems that, my friend of blog- wordi-girl fame
You could be poet laureate – just one in the same
As that Seus-icall guy - as a tot you adored
By your rhyme and wording, I now am quite floored.
I love to write poetry – it’s just so relaxing
Especially after a day that’s been taxing
To take all your thoughts and give them a spin
And see the results give to someone a grin.
Keep up the rhyming with any words that you please
Putting forth that Seuss effort with a snicker or sneeze!
Get Grinched-Up and think of the Cat-In-The-Hat
Ah, the simple times – what could be better than that!!

55 Fiction Friday!

Its time for 55 Fiction Friday! Here's my latest attempt at a story of 55 words:


Pitched forward in her seat and cupping her hand over her eyes to divert the sun, she felt compelled to scream. The noise was deafening, yet appealing, as she swelled with pride. Crisp, clean lines formed on the field below, then broke free chaotically. Vicious attacks were eminent as her son scrambled for safety. Touchdown!

Haiku Comment on Egg Haiku from Ms. Wordy's Blog

I love this omlete
Though not from the skillet now
Blogged - less calories

All things considered...

All things considered....its the start of a beautiful day. The morning brings a lower temperature...only 57!! The afternoon will see highs in the 80s...so much for my weather report. Too bad I have to be at work all day, but this evening I'll see my friends for 'game night' and that's always fun. Looking forward to the weekend - and hard to believe L&J have been married a year!! This past weekend has brought a smile to my face on more than one occasion, and some really nice dreams - so nice that I don't get up when I should! Oh well, daydreams are good too!

Time for 55 Fiction Fridays!

My wordy friend on the right knows the way
To an escape I can find on every Friday
Just 55 words tell a story, tell all
Give it a try and you'll have a ball!

Sickies!

Allergies are among us...and how! This weekend I was sick with a sore throat - a bad one. Gargled, drank hot tea with honey, chloraseptic sore throat strips...and plenty of sleep...and yes, I even drank water. Yuck! Two days of it and almost lost my voice. My throat doesn't hurt any more, but now I have the cough - you know, the one that feels like you're coughing up your toenails...in the middle of the night, or in the shower, or anywhere else it happens to 'catch' you unaware. I am taking medicine and trying to not let this turn in to my 'favorite' thing - pneumonia!! I do NOT like being a 'sickie'...but I guess I like to blog about it anyway. At least I am not a SICK-O!

Wrecked!

Why can't people be honest? Why am I gullible to believe that they will be?

I had just dropped my son off at work and took the 'back way' home to avoid 'traffic' on the main thouroughfare...when I rounded a corner and spotted an SUV stopped in the road - not on the curb, not at the stop sign...but about 3 car lengths ahead in front of me. I stopped and the next thing I know he is backing up. I start honking and honking my horn, he keeps coming. When I realize he is NOT going to stop, I turn my wheels hard to the left, trying to avoid him hitting me square across the front of the car.

His back left bumper hits my front right corner, grazing the hood and breaking the headlight, smashing the hood and bumper. He immediately gets out of his car and says "Its my fault! Its my fault! That was my dog over there (pointing to the lawn on the right). Here is my insurance card - you go ahead and file". I asked if what he gave me was the only card he had and he said, "Nah, I have plenty more". I gave him a card w/my name and number and off we went, no police report, no witnesses.

I immediately called my insurance when I got home, and they took the report and instructed me to call HIS insurance, which I did. The next day I get a call from his insurance wanting my statement.
At the end, the agent said "we have conflicting stories". Seems he didn't admit to saying it was his fault, didn't mention the dog, and said I kept approaching him when he was backing. All lies.
They say they will accept 70% liability, and I will be responsible for 30%. I said, excuse me? It was his fault - and repeated what he had said. Of course, now its all his word against mine. The agent says he discussed it with a manager, and thats all they would do.

Now I have to file on my insurance and be responsible for the deductible. After the car is fixed my insurance company will seek 100% reimbursement from him and his company as they will have a vested interest.

The guy who came to give an estimate for repairs said it totals about $3,000. I am still waiting to get my fax of the report that he said he would send today. THEN the check should be in the mail. In the meantime, I have a nice view of the trees on the right side of the street when I drive in the evening!!

It's Time for 55 Fiction Friday!

Here's my latest attempt at a story of just 55 words....inspired by the wordy person's link at the right....take a look when you have time. You'll see some of my other stories in the archived comments.


“Good night” she said breathlessly. “Don’t go” he whispered, his voice quivering. Deep sighs surrounded them as the evening breeze tickled the trees. Her eyes turned toward the illuminated face of her watch and suddenly she remembered….his touch, his kiss…just one more sweet word from his lips…clink! Free minutes expired at 8 on the weekends!

No title...

Remember parents who said..."Nothing good happens after midnight" (or insert other curfew time here)...and that's the reason you got when you asked if you might stay out later? Flash forward about 30 some odd years...and um..er...um....don't know that I necessarily agree with that statement! At least as it applies to me...between the hours of about 10pm and 1:30am..this past Friday and Saturday. (*smile*) :-P And I am still smiling...can't seem to focus my attention 100%...so um.....thanks for that....you know who you are!! ;-)

Earliest Memory...I mean memories........

I was reading a story posted by a colleague, where she recalled her earliest childhood memory. I thought I would try to do the same...but I can bet there will be inaccuracies.....but hey, its my memory, what can I say?

I remember riding a train...yes, a train on train tracks...a choo-choo.... with Mom and Billy, and baby Beth in what was then the earlier edition of today's "pack and play". It was red tartan plaid...red with yellow and green lines. I don't recall where we were going or how old I was...but the train and the 'playpen' somehow stick in my mind.

I remember living in a duplex (of course I didn't know it was a duplex at the time) with a wooden door and a diamond-shaped window in the middle of it...looking outside and across the street to the little white house with a carport where we moved. Hardwood floors, linoleum, and a dinette set with vinyl seats...white with black flecks I think...and of course, the ever present high chair...with adjustable metal tray. I wonder how many of 6 went thru that highchair? I also remember pink sears-sucker shorts and top...and I think Beth matched mine in yellow...or maybe it was the other way around.

I remember Grandma & Grandpa's "rock house"...on a crowded little street...where we collected hail in plastic banana split trays one afternoon....wonder if they came from a 'dairy queen'? The porch was a cool place to play.

Great Grandma and Grandpa Bouten...Mom's grandparents...lived in another town somewhere in Missouri I think...I remember the black and pink tiled bathroom and the sweet smell of pink soap - which turned out to be dove as I recall. I remember riding with Great Grandpa in what was a "HUGE" black car (from a toddler's point of view of course)...and also picking up 'helicopters' from the ground...seeds from a tree with what looked like a blade-like leaf attached - that swirled around and around when you threw it in the air. Maybe from Mimosa trees?? Ooh...and acorns.... and digging in the dirt with a big metal spoon from the kitchen...and yes, eating dirt. I actually can remember eating dirt...or was it sand...and feeling it in the back of my throat. I also have a memory of playing on a wooden cover for a water pump, sort of like a flat with slats nailed together...and squishing spiders with bare feet....not quite sure of where that happened, but there were lots of kids around, at least brothers and sisters. Eating honeysuckle...and catching fireflies. Funny what is remembered, huh?

Are you ready for some.....football?

Its time for football...and time to proudly cheer for your favorite team!! Whether on TV or at the game, fans are everywhere. Of course, everyone loves a winning team....but die-hard fans will be there for their team, regardless!! So, is there a REASON I am blogging in GREEN today???? Hmmmm.....Could Be!!

In attempt to blog on my lunch hour last week, I discovered that blogs are now blocked. Thats no fun...cause lots of ideas seem to come at lunch lately!! Oh well, guess it will have to be 'home style' for now.

Don't know why, but my sleep has been restless lately, even with the mask in place. Seem to wake up about 1 or 2, and have a difficult time getting back to sleep...until the alarm rings at least! Isn't that the way it always is? The best sleep ever is always in between snooze alarms.

Visited one of my favorite blogs - now listed on the right - and played a "55 Friday" game. Lots of fun for people who love words. You'll have to see if you can find my 'short story'....one with only 55 words, but with characters, conflict and resolution. Too fun. Leave me a comment if you read the story!!

The other blog listed on the right is one for a sweet little boy named Paul, who lost his battle with cancer about a month ago. His parents and friends have updated the blog with inspirational words, thoughts and prayer, so if you get a chance, take a look. Cancer never sleeps.

Speaking of cancer, our "Relay for Life" event is just around the corner, and as always, sounds like a whole lot of fun to raise money for finding a cure. The 'theme' for the event is "dancing" for a cure..so our team is "Cancer-A-Go-Go". Go-go boots and all the stuff that goes with them! Maybe wigs...leather skirts...and dancin' 'the pony'. Whoo-hoo! Stay tuned for more!

3-day weekend

So....a 3-day weekend is upon us....and here I am between loads of laundry and lifetime movies. Not to say I feel sorry for myself...after all, laundry does happen! Lots of opportunity to rest...although working in time for some fun would be nice.

I am so happy my friend Karen was offered a new job! She has been so unhappy for a long time, and deserves all the best. I hope this will be the beginning of a wonderful opportunity.

I am looking forward to a little less stress at my job - if thats possible!! I guess I need to slow it down a bit and take time to learn a little at a time. I have been working early and late...and not paying enough attention to Ryan and the house....so a little self-imposed guilt comes along.

How can one.....evening's conversation.....knowing glance......sweet hug.....breathless kiss.....surprising smile.....stay embedded in your memory so long and become the substance of dreams?

When did that happen? Is my memory selective? Is my imagination too active for reality? Do daydreams make everything plausible? When can I hope for reality to catch up with my dreams? Or is hope and dreams all there is?

The world goes by....things change....but also stay the same. All too cliche?? Probably. Finding words that aptly describe what I feel is difficult. Someone to understand what I am thinking, what I am feeling...without having a conversation....is that possible? Longing to look lovingly into the eyes of that someone.....or offer a whisper....or feel that breath on my neck... or those fingers entwined with mine....a soft kiss....all longing....with deep, deep sighs. Goosebumps.

Sister Stuff

A few sister-ly activities.....

Roller skating on Saturdays

Riding our bikes or walking to 'the' mall...Lake Air...even with our hair in curlers. Stopping in Walgreens grill for green jello, shopping for Dad's birthday and finding 'amethyst' cufflinks that fit nicely into our budget...for $5!!

Embroidering or having Mom sew patches on our chambray shirts to wear with our bell-bottom jeans...

Going to church camp...staying in cabin #4...coming home to a freshly painted yellow bedroom with orange trim..including our initial hanging over our bed and a huge bulletin board that covered most of one wall...

Sharing a bedroom....just about all the time

Taking our baby sister Amy for a walk....and (allegedly) making her cry so we could go back in the house. (we were so mean!)

Going to Lion's Park...and getting a burger from "Sandy's"....

Sharing our Datson 4-door car...with Grandpa's gas card we could use once a week to fill up for $5...

Fighting....with nail digging, pinching, hair pulling and all!! Yeow! Think I still have bruises...as the other 3 might have as well...

Cleaning the bathrooms...the first and the second...till they met with Mom's approval....

Making sugar cookies on Sunday afternoon....most of which were gone by that evening

Shopping....shopping....and shopping

Birthday for Baby Girl

Today is my sweet daughter's 22nd birthday. Yesterday I told her about the 'pains' she caused me at 3:30AM...followed by her birth at 7:30. Actually the pains are remembered the least...the joy is what I remember most!! Seems like just a couple of years ago she was joining the family as the first grand-daughter on her dad's side. What a nice young lady she has grown up to be, although she'll always be my 'baby girl'.

Work has been so frustrating lately...but nothing like getting thrown into the fire....a good way to learn how to continue to multi-task. My problem is I like to tackle problems right away and hopefully solve them, not talk them to death. I know my way is not always the right way, and I am open to constructive criticism. Just don't leave out details when showing me how to do something then complain when it is not done totally correct. I have enjoyed meeting alot of new people who - for the most part - have been pleasant. The occasional mean-spirited-I'm-better-than-you-type can sometimes be the only opportunity to 'kill 'em with kindness'.

More about Ryan...

Ryan is my baby boy...all 17 1/2 years of age. He was a sweet baby...and now a sweet young man. He has been through alot, but has come out a winner. When he was in day care, his teachers loved him - but I found out later that they called him 'alien baby' because his little ears stuck out!! How cruel for a mom to hear that. I knew better though, he was heaven-sent, not from another planet!!

Ryan's middle name - Taylor - also belonged to my paternal grandmother's relatives, and I understand they had something to do with making Taylor Whiskey back in the day. Ryan means "little king" and he was the ruler at our house in his younger days, and of course, likes to still think so today.

Ryan has been a source of comfort for me. I was not a popular mom when telling the kids that divorce was eminent - they were so angry and cried. I remember Ryan saying he wanted "to cuss" he was so mad. I said OK, then he shouted "s*!#". When he gets upset or excited, he has trouble getting the words out - not stuttering according to the speech therapist - but a 'flow' problem. He knows what he wants to say, but has difficulty letting it 'flow'. Usually when he's having a hard time I'll tell him to 'calm down' and think about what he wants to say, then he does better.

When Ryan was in kindergarten, I got a call from the school principal. I was working at Sears and just picked up the call when I was paged in the middle of the home fashions department. The principal explained that Ryan and his friend Cameron were in the office for having a 'cussing match'. He put Ryan on the phone and of course I asked - "what did you say?" He answered me with that little lisp - "thit". I about laughed until I cried. He and the principal became the best of friends.

Ryan and Lindsey are best friends. They played well together...most of the time. He looked up to her quite a bit - and still does. Lindsey - ever the little mother - enjoyed her role of big sissy to her 'bubba'.

Ryan likes to make people laugh - especially Lindsey and me. We put up with his act because we like to laugh. Ryan and his friends can be go goofy - but they are good kids. Their parents love Ryan as if he was one of their own - and from what I understand - he is just as goofy with them as he is at home. I have heard stories of how Jordan's mom makes sure Ryan takes off his shoes and socks OUTSIDE...because coming inside with those stinkers would be deathly. She also has a towel for him and encourages him to take a shower or at least wash his feet. Sometimes a kid can listen so much more to a different mom.

I always tried to come up with different costumes for Halloween...but the kids did not like it one year....Ryan went as a bag of jelly beans ( a dry cleaning bag, folded in half and stuffed with balloons ) and Lindsey went as a sunflower...with seeds drawn all over her face. They still talk about that. Several folks had to ask Ryan what he was and Lindsey looked like the saddest flower on the planet.

In middle school, Ryan had a music class where he played the guitar. I got to see him do it a couple of times, and he enjoyed it very much. He has also enjoyed the idea of playing golf, riding his bike, skateboarding and lifting weights. He is into cars and of course, his cell phone - and text messaging has cost him some money! High school brought the ROTC and he is one handsome cadet. He moved up through the ranks in the short time he was there, and looks especially nice in his dress blues. The short haircut looks very sharp - and much to the joy of his grandparents - he has to keep it trimmed.

Ryan started working part time at 16 and his boss says he's one of his best workers. I'd like to think that he got his work ethic from me, but I am sure his Dad had something to do with it. Ryan likes to spend his money...and enjoys buying things for other people. Although his hat collection has grown, he has made some sensible purchases of school clothes and 'what not'. I have found I cannot take him shopping or make any suggestions as to what he should wear...but iIndsey and Joe have no trouble with that.

I just bought a car from Ryan's friend Shelton - a 98 Honda Accord. Ryan is so excited - and now really wants to get his driver license. He was saving me money by holding off getting his license - and I appreciate it. I bought it now because I thought it would be good for Ryan and something to work for. He wants to pay for his car and his insurance - though his eyes got big when I showed him the amount due for insurance - he thought it was for a month when it was really for 6 - but - thats the amount without him as a driver! Yipes!

Although he doesn't have a girlfriend at the time - I think - he has had one previously and Lindsey bugged the stuff out of him. So, maybe he really does have a girlfriend and won't say so. I am in no rush for that to happen - but hope when it does - he'll ask me for advice and bring her to the house. He probably won't, but I can hope.

Going around...

Dad's recovery is coming along - Uncle Skeet is here to help take care of him - and Mom is back at work - a 'vacation' of sorts - ha ha. While home alone, Dad took a fall last week in the bathroom...had to crawl into the bedroom to use the dresser and bed to help him get up. His back is bothering him now, but he's doing OK.

Work has been....frustrating. Can't seem to grasp the complete picture of my role just yet...seems to jump from one thing to another....trying to keep up. My memory is evidently not what it used to be. I am taking lots of notes...and trying to remember what I did with them!! Seems like the only 'way' is her way - and I guess that's because she's had to do things, retrain folks and re-train so many times, that's the only way she knows. I sometimes get the hang of things - or so I think - then a 'gray' moment puts everything back at zero. I am used to being my own person on the job and leading more so than following, so it will take some time to get used to. I get frustrated when I can't make something happen immediately and completely correct. Then again, there are some 'anal' people who want to re-do, re-work, re-word and completely make my ideas their own. Editing their work comes fairly easy - and it usually does read more clearly - although $1,000 words are a part of acadamia. I am meeting some nice folks and learning the ropes. After another 6 months or so, I hope to feel alot more comfortable.

Dad's Surgery

Dad had double knee replacement surgery last week in Ft. Worth. Mom & Beth took him up and stayed with him for the week, and brought him back to Hillcrest for rehab. They are the main caregivers, thats for sure. Dad got a little huffy on a few occasions and upset Beth, but they were glad to be there, despite the hotel and small bed!! Ryan & I went to see Dad yesterday and he was in pain - following a 3-hour PT session on Saturday - who wouldn't be sore??? Dad was eating lunch and got Ryan to laughing about the yellow jello. Normally the schedule is 4 45-minute sessions a day, with a short break in between, but since the PTs are not there but half a day on Saturdays and none on Sundays, they double up and put them thru the ringer!! Mark was in town to give a few pointers and has arranged furniture and stuff at the house to help Dad navigate better, including raising the level of his recliner. Dad was not impressed with the PT at the hospital and tried to have Mark work with him as much as possible. Mom went back to work today.

Weekend Wedding

The wedding was nice. We got there just before the grandmothers went down the aisle. Heather looked very pretty, and Johnnie recorded songs for the ceremony. He sings well! Flowers on the altar were dedicated to Heather's best friend Brooke and another friend that passed away following car accidents during the school year, and her Aunt Kathy. Really sweet. Pastor A conducted the ceremony so it always makes me tear up. The reception was at Elk with homemade bride's cake by Heather's mom Karen. The whole bridal party had a great time. Lindsey & Joe didn't dance - even the wedding march - so that was a little disappointing. I got to hear about Beth & Mike & Matt's trip to Boston, including watching the fireworks display at the famous footbridge above where the "Pops" played. Sounded awesome and lots of fun. Mike was there for a police academy of sorts, and Beth & Matt came up afterwards to tour the town.

I wonder...

...who might be reading this blog?? ...do they find it the least bit interesting?? ....do they appreciate question marks and elipses??...

...when I'll stop wondering about things and just be happy in the here and now??

Fun things from this week:

Birthday for Nate...dinner at Ninfa's, drive-in move in Gatesville (yes, there really is one still open!), lots of laughs as we sung his 'song' to the tune of 'On Top of Old Smokey', still more with the trivia game by Kyle...Nana was a hoot!! Alison's picture puzzle was adorable and KeKe's Kake was wonderfully delicious...but, out til 1AM is a little late for a 'work' night!! I was so concerned that the drive in would be HOT, but actually, there was a nice little breeze and I had my bug spray, so I was just fine. The movie - "Transformers" - OK, but wanted to see "Ratatouillie". Oh well, it was fun.

Wednesday after work - shopping with KeKe for a few minutes, then off to choir. Fun (?) learning a new song (really an old one) to sing on Sunday. Out to dinner...first stop...Cheddars where there would be an hour 1/2 wait...no thanks!! On to Friday's....lots of fun and laughs...and we say buh-bye to Heather as she leaves for college. The choir will miss her beautiful voice, but maybe we can hear her from there!!

Thursday game night with Lindsey & Joe, Joe's Mom and niece & nephew. Lots of fun playing "mad gab"....and winning a few times!! Nice to talk and enjoy each other's company, and let Lindsey be the 'hostess'.

Heather's wedding is Saturday at 4, followed by dinner & dance. Lindsey & Joe are going, so maybe I'll tag along. I wouldn't mind getting out of town for a short visit...just restless I guess. The sleep mask is a little better...and have had some fairly nice dreams. If I could only keep from taking it off during the night, thinking its time to get up.

Among other things...

The nightmare returned last week, but was more subtle than usual. I actually woke up as I was opening my bedroom door, looking for "baby" Lindsey. I have taken off my sleep mask a couple of times, thinking it was time to get up, only to find out that it was 2 or 3am - not near time for the alarm to ring. I was up at 5am on Saturday - again - much to Ryan's disappointment as I wandered into the living room where he was asleep on the couch. I ducked out between raindrops to retrieve the paper - nightgown & tennis shoes - and sat down at the table, encouraging Ryan to retreat to his room before I turned on the lights. He did and slept until about 10am. I managed to get bills paid and start laundry, then cook breakfast for him. We then watched the second of two movies we rented Friday night, "Little Miss Sunshine". Though it had funny parts, I would not recommend it as one to share with a 17-year old!! We both liked "Man of the Year" with Robin Williams much better. We enjoyed Amy's cooking that night at Mom & Dad's house, with Laura, too. Heading home Ryan could not do without ice cream, so I stopped at HEB, and he ran in for a tub of 'cookie dough' and picked up a gallon of milk. In the meantime I called Rick to chat for a minute, and asked if his ears were burning, as sisters do tend to talk!!

The Mask of Sleep

I started using my c-pap mask on June 29th. I look like a snorkeler, but sleep much better. The first couple of nights were a little fretful, but I am sleeping better. The first day after the start, I was up at 5AM - on a Saturday - ready to go. Now, I had to ask myself, is this psychological, because I was told I would have more energy - or is is the real deal? I was reading two days of newspapers and working the crossword puzzles, went into the garage and started picking up/straightening up, doing laundry, etc., then I called my daughter at 7:15 with a cheerful "good morning" and she asked "whats wrong with you?".



I told her I felt great - but might crash later. We did some errands and I did get overheated, but did NOT take a nap!! This is exciting because sometimes I would take a 2 1/2 to 3 hour nap, then still go to bed on time.



One of the benefits of the mask is that the machine has a humidifier built in, but I only use it on the 'cool' setting...cause Texas is way to hot. The cooler months - I might use a warmer setting.

I have adjusted the mask to allow for sleeping on my side. I do not generally sleep on my back (unless a nap on the couch creeps in!!) :-)



I modeled the mask for the kids - and they had a good laugh, as did K and A. When I answer the phone - or try to - with the mask on - I can't really talk, so I'll have to pull it off. Its getting easier, but the maintenance on the machine can be a little tedious. Its all worth it, though, to get good sleep. My son does not hear me snoring and the instances of waking up have become quite limited.



Just the other day I said that my dreams were fewer...but really I think I am not remembering them as well because I sleep more deeply. There are SOME dreams I can recall in total, but again, perhaps not in much detail. I can still remember the people mostly...and those people generally know who they are!! :-)

More about...

Lindsey...



Lindsey was the first grand-daughter born on her Dad's side of the family, and second on mine. She was blessed to have four Godparents: Stephanie, Michael, Beth and Carrol. She charmed her Aunts & Uncles, Great Aunts & Uncles, Grandparents and cousins from day one. Aunt Millie thought she was pretty special and loved to have her visit in Irving.



As a baby she liked most any food she tried...including creamed spinach and squash. Poor baby didn't have much hair until she was a year old...and then she grew it long and usually had a ponytail.



She loved playing with her 'babies', including a 'cabbage patch kid' that her great aunt Mary Wanda made for her. She would put them down for a nap and cover them up with cloth diapers in a circle all around her in her room. Music kept her happy, as did singing those little nursery songs and Sunday school favorites.



Lindsey loved school...and playing school when she wasn't at school. Writing and drawing and reading all the time. Lindsey's teachers loved her as she was always a good student...from daycare through high school...I think she got some of that from me! Can't saw that brother Ryan appreciated that fact, though.



First 'injury' was when she fell and hit her head on a drawer pull in the kitchen on Watt Street. Shook Mom and Dad up for sure...and even left a little scar. Her first word - "ball", followed closely by "no"...to no surprise! It seems Lindsey's fate to continue to be 'accident prone'...as she has suffered with broken bones multiple times. Once, while running cross country...and I insisted it was only shin splints. Talk about putting a guilt trip on Mom. Anyway, she continues to have a least one small 'accident' a day...whether running into a wall or tripping over her own feet.

Lindsey has always been a sweet girl - even when the teenage years came around. Her heart was broken at least once (that I know of) - but she seemed to rally even then. She has always been a little shy but only until you get to know her. She can be a real cut-up, especially with her 'brudder'. They both keep me laughing.

I am a proud Mom...and now Mom-in-Law. Lindsey will always be my 'Baby Girl'. XXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOOXXOO

Another Dream...

Last night I dreamt that Mom owned a big old house that was running as a restaraunt. It was Victorian in style with a big front porch, some stained glass windows, high ceilings and assorted tables in different rooms for dining. She had a call from a nearby church who wanted to reserve the whole place for their ladies group and Mom accepted, though they had more members than she had tables.

She started cooking..some kind of chicken dinner..when the ladies started to arrive. They were dressed similar to Aunt Bea from the Andy Griffith Show, with cute little hats. I started to seat them and hand out their menus, when one of the ladies complains that she doesn't want to sit at that particular table, but wants to sit with some friends at another table, but there were no extra chairs. When I explained that all the seats were taken, but that she was welcome to visit at the other table until the food arrived, she became angry and tore the menu in half.

I went into the kitchen and Mom said they'd have to do without the appetizers, cause she was in the middle of the main course and couldn't go back. I went out into the dining area and saw the lady who tore the menu sitting at another table while another guest stood by. This lady had already complained to Mom about the appetizers and fixed herself a salad while she was in the kitchen.

I went back to the kitchen to ask Mom about this lady, and picked up some glasses of tea to serve. I promptly went back to that lady and dumped a glass of iced tea on her head, then walked off. She was angry, but kept sitting there as she had no ride since she came with the group. The other ladies were laughing and having a good time. The kitchen was small and hot, but the food was a hit with the rest of the group, and they said they would be back. I was glad to see the group go.

To Sleep...Perchance to...

DREAM? Oh yeah, I dream - in color - every night!! I usually can recall my dreams upon wakening, and then again through the day as similar situations present themselves. I'll think, where have I heard/seen that before?..and it will remind me of a dream. Funny how that works. If I go to sleep chanting "I want to dream of____", sometimes it happens, sometimes not.

I have not been sleeping deeply though, according to my doctor, as he has no other explanation for my being tired all the time. I am not rested when I wake and continue to yawn off and on during the day.

I have been for one sleep test...complete with wires on my head and other appropriate places on my body...no drugs...and a dark, dark room where I could be watched by cameras that were watched by technicians who recorded all the machine findings. Guess what...my test results said my sleep test was ABNORMAL! Well duh! I think I knew that already...but now I am up for another test, this time with a c-pap mask. How they are going to attach that with all the other connections I'll have should be quite an experience!! And it should make me sleep....deeper??? We'll see. Oh the watching and recording they will do.

I have a recurring nightmare about not being able to find 'the baby'...sometimes a child, sometimes an animal...who needs to be fed. I have actually walked into my children's room, looking for the baby, asking "where's the baby?", sometimes sobbing. Hmmm...hope I don't' have that dream tonite.

Other dreams...well, THOSE are ones I'd like to have more often...the kind from which I don't want to wake up....the kind I definitely remember....gee, I'm getting sleepy just daydreaming now!!

So, perhaps I'll dream...and perhaps there will be REM...but if not...guess there is always the chance for more tests!! I dream about those tests...go figure!!

Dream from last night as best I can recall:

Returning from a trip and see a tornado beginning to form over the city, Karen points out that it is near the Waco water tower. Arrive in town to see much damage, flooding, etc. Walking down the street, looking toward river, see lots of different types of shoes floating in the river, then begin to see family I know, only it is several years in the future. I see Gavin (now 4) who looks to be about 8 or 9, running around in a football uniform; I see Katie and Hannah, looking very grown up - but none of them have on shoes. Karen, Kyle, Alison, Nate and I attempt to drive across a flooded street, now a small river - Kyle is driving Karen's Expedition - we land in the water like the flume ride at 6 Flags, and make it across, only to find a very narrow road. We continue on this road and come across a building that is mostly in shambles, but people are gathered there to eat..its sort of like a restaraunt on the beach. I run into Felix from Sears who takes me into a smaller room where lots of folks are sitting and he introduces me, and I tell him I am looking for my kids. The group of us continue to look at the destruction left from the tornado and realize its not getting any better any time soon. I see Stephanie and she points to what looks like Jim's truck outside a window, explaining that he's been living in it for about a year, and that the kids don't talk to him, but when I go out a door and towards the truck, he is sitting on the bumper, his face looking very swollen, eyes barely open, eating a big slice of watermelon. We don't speak, but when I turn away, I hear Lindsey call my name. Along what seems to be a boardwalk, she comes out from underneath and asks where I've been, and that Ryan has been looking for me. Next thing I know, Laura is walking me through a busy area - with lots of people - and explaining who is where - including Jazi who is giving birth to three babies - all of whom just developed in her stomach - and are really tiny. We go into what looks like a haunted house, and I see the blind tenor - who's name I can't recall at the moment, but he sings for me and we walk around the haunted house together. In the house is a little store where you can purchase games, etc., and they are selling a mini-version of cranium for about $14. I told them it was a rip off cause I knew they could get the same thing at the dollar store for about $7.

I can only guess as to where some of these elements in the dream came from...some are more obvious to me than others. I am writing this a good 7 hours after waking up - and thats all I can recall right now.

These are a few of my favorite things.....

These are a few of the things I enjoy, again in no particular order, and also, probably some things I haven't done in a while - but might like doing again soon!!:

Laughing - and laughing some more! Laughing til my stomach hurts or I cry....

Writing poetry - from serious to fun - haiku, iambic pentameter and more. I work best 'under pressure' to get one done for a special occasion. Rewriting songs is fun - for choir parties, anniversaries or birthdays

Decorating - that is 'bag' painting, sponge painting, rearranging and watching all the home improvement shows on TV such as Trading Spaces and Decorating Cents; I am good at spending other people's money on decorating, too...just ask Debbie or Laura; arts and crafts have been a favorite for a long time

Shopping - browsing in 'antique' or 'junk' stores; Kitchen stores - like Crate & Barrel stores are a favorite, as are other 'cooking' stores; resale stores are fun, too, plus the occasional garage sale.

Cooking - for my family or friends, trying a new recipe or an old 'stand by'; as the kids will attest, I don't "do" dumplings very well...but I try (or used to!!)

Games - with my 'game night group' or family. Word games like "balderdash" are a favorite, but so is chicken foot, password and scrabble; computer games are good, too...like 'tumble bees' and solitaire; cards are not my favorite, but I like to play kings-in-the-corner...

Sunday School - teaching the little ones and sharing Bible stories. Art projects with them are always interesting. Hugs "in the hall" are priceless.

Musicals - TV, movies, high school or church - and singing along has to be an option!

Movies - at the cinema, snuggling up with someone special

People watching - wherever the opportunity presents itself, and imagining what the people are doing/saying or going is fun

Exploring - new places - or hearing someone describe a place they have visited and enjoyed in a way I can imagine myself there

Daydreaming - about a project, a person or place (this will often turn into a nap on a Sunday afternoon!!)

Planning - a party or special event, then seeing it through and watching people enjoy

Photography - either mine or someone else's work - putting them in albums and arranging with comments and quotations; memory books are lots of fun

Calligraphy - just my own style - but fun to do for others, such as wedding/party invitations or Christmas cards (I got interested when my 6th grade teacher, Mrs. Aman, did some signs in her room in that style.)

Bookstores - browsing thru the stacks and stacks of books, pausing to read an excerpt or so; sitting in the comfy chairs; making special purchases for gifts

Watching Baylor Lady Bear basketball - I got hooked after starting to work at BU; though I've never been to a game, the TV version is not too bad at all

Foot Massage - I enjoy giving and receiving these!! Professional or not, always enjoyable. Pedicures are excellent and a must have for summer toes. Guess I'd have to say the same for back rubs - giving and receiving - lotion or not!

House Hunting - just for fun, seeing how new homes are built and enjoying old homes as well

Driving - on a trip or just to work - not always taking the same route - and enjoying the scenery along the way. Driving around town or in the country, looking at the stars and moon, especially on a cool evening.

Visiting - with friends or family, and lots and lots of laughter. Sharing stories, old and new, reminding ourselves of the way things used to be ...or can become

Ellipses - I enjoy....always....writing with ellipses! Something about those little dots....leaving something to the imagination or...? Business letters don't allow these nearly often enough, but emails- oh yeah!

Singing - goofy songs, goofy lyrics - "I want a hippopotamus for Christmas" - and singing like no one is listening, though they might be and laughing right along with you. Teaching the kids old songs from girl scout camp - "Sipping Cider" and "Pink Pajamas" or "Ain't it Great to be Crazy" is lots of fun.

Old Movies - tear- jerkers or comedy - black and white - I love 'em all!! The holidays always bring some on TV...and they are great to add special feelings to the season.


Hugs and Kisses...and not the Hershey's kind....

Goosebumps....from the afore mentioned items...

Counting my blessings

Watching the rain...or snow...

Having a glass of wine or margarita...and relaxing

Walking hand-in-hand

Sharing a yummy dessert...like a skillet brownie from El Chico

Sunsets

Sunrises

Wishes on falling stars

Phone calls...just because

Daisies...and sunflowers....

Keeping up with friends

Sending cards...or writing letters

Water gun fights with the kids

Drawing on the sidewalk

Crossword puzzles....not too hard!

Wrapping gifts in a special way...making up gift baskets

Sleeping in...at least until 7!

Cooking Breakfast...omelets are a specialty! Breakfast for dinner-yummo!

Folding clothes...right out of the dryer...or ironing with just enough starch

A great haircut...

Watching a fire...in the fireplace...or outdoors...just staring into the flames, poking the wood around...don't worry...no arson here.