Okay here goes!!

I can't believe I did it....I posted a picture! Actually it was so easy it's almost embarrassing to admit I hadn't had the nerve to try it before. This is a picture of the ship my son is on....impressive isn't it?! I have it as my screen background at work and I thought I would share it with you. I received a very nice email from him today, it was so good to hear from him! I'm proud of all of our military but especially proud of my boys, (my son-in-law Robert is in the Navy also)! We get Steven back in November and loose Robert in February....but my girls handle it well and take care of their homes and children with remarkable resiliency. I'm proud of all my kids for their service to our country and for loving and supporting their husbands while they are away. I think so many of us take the everyday part of military life for granted, what it is like for the spouse to be away and for the one left behind to try to maintain an air of normalcy for the family that is left behind. The rest of us should be as supportive as we can by keeping in contact with our men and women who are away from home and their loved ones....and by lending a helping hand to those that are alone here at home. It is the very least that we could do! Goodness gracious....my picture posting has turned into a soap box...how did that happen?! I'm climbing down now and getting back to work.

Do we have a new "Pink Princess"?

I was looking at my daughter-in-law's blog and re-reading her blog about my granddaughter being a new little ballerina. She looks so precious in her little pink tutu with that red curly hair...a little angel for sure! I caught myself reminiscing about my own little "pink princess". Well that's the name her grandpa gave her and she lived up to the title. I'm pretty sure for awhile they had her picture in the dictionary beside the word "prissy", and she loved pink. I dressed her in frilly little dresses that I would make and she would call her granny on the phone announcing the arrival of the new creation, and of course that she would be over to model. Then off we would go, (across the street) to granny's house so she could show her granny and grandpa her pretty new dress. They of course would tell her how pretty she was and how she was truely their "pink princess". If only she was as sweet as she appeared....ah she could be sweet, don't get me wrong, but it was when it suited her purposes. I remember a time we went to an auction with my parents and Sarah and Steven were with me. Sarah, who was probably around 7 at the time, had her eye on a box of costume jewelry that she wanted my mom to bid on. My mom was wearing a necklace that was made up of different beads from necklaces of my late grandmothers. Sarah was particularly fond of this necklace with all the beads, and when she asked my mom if she was winning the bid on the box of jewelry and my mom replied she didn't know if she would get it or not Sarah sweetly said "that's okay granny I can just take yours if you don't get that one." My mom still laughs over that...but Sarah got her box of jewelry.
Poor Steven he was always the sweet boy, willing to share, always willing to help. I remember once when we went to the store and they both had gotten some type of candy. Well Sarah wanted some of Steven's, and she said she would give him some of hers in trade. Steven handed her a piece and they both contentedly ate Steven's candy, but when it was gone, of course Steven was ready to share Sarah's. Sarah's reply?......"I'm not ready for mine right now...I'll give you some later". I'm pretty sure "later" happened to be conveniently when Steven wasn't around.
Well our "Pink Princess" has ruled like a true monarch...and has reigned over us all with her quick wit and sharp tongue. We love her and fear her all at the same time...and can't help but laugh even when it's painful. Our "little ballerina" is totally precious and has won our hearts but beware any of you out there that would do her harm....or wound her for she is protected and loved by her aunt...the original and mighty "Pink Princess"....and long may she reign!

For the love of elliptical?!!!

What makes a person get up at the butt crack of dawn to climb on a machine that clearly was engineered by some madman that hates the human race and has some diabolical plot for us all to fall over in a sweaty heap?! I understand the motivation for the young.....you know to stay young and sexy....and desirable and have that appreciation from the opposite sex, but at my age? Well of course I want to be healthy...and feel good, and ward off muscle loss...and all the other scary things that happen as I get older. But, I'm greedy.....I want to see the same results I saw when I was younger.....if I worked out at this intensity when I was younger holy crap....somebody would've been wanting my autograph I'm pretty sure, at least on the copy of my latest workout video. Now I step off.....or stagger off would probably be more appropriate, the elliptical machine, my t-shirt sticking to me with sweat and all I see in the mirror is a red sweaty face and I swear it's the same body.....every day! Yes I feel better, and yes I have less stress, and yes I can tell in small ways that it is doing some good......but where are the whistles.....the men begging for my time.....the rich man that wants to sweep me off of my feet and buy me all the lovely clothes? Ah well I guess that illusion along with the "little tiny butt" belongs to the young....so for me I guess I'll be content with "hey, she's not bad for and old chick".

To Blog or Not to Blog?...that is the question

Whether or not to blog....hmm... do I have anything to say, well no, but then again, do I ever? This lack of blog worthy news has plagued me before, it is true. It is not that I have no news....I have news...well not news news..you know like earth shattering, share with others news, but I have stuff news...so that will be what I share with you...my stuff news. Let's see we can't go as far back as my last blog, that is just begging for coma status for us all, let's just stroll back as far as the weekend. Saturday...no let's start with Friday, I did get to go out to dinner Friday evening, let's see....we went to some overpriced mexican place......the pressure of remembering the name......ah I have it! Don Pablo's. It was pretty good. We had a nice dinner and then we went to PetsMart and got Beatrice her dog food, and then after a drive we went home. Okay...everyone still with me?!......try to control your excitement as we head right on in to Saturday....now let's see I got up Saturday and Todd was already working on his car....he has the James Dean Run car show coming up in a couple of weeks. I did some research work on the internet and in a Volkswagon book I have because I am determined to try and rebuild the engine in my bug....of course with some instruction from Todd. When my brain was turning to mush from this, I moved on to sewing.....I'm working on Christmas surprises so I can't say too much here about that. Later that afternoon since the weather was really nice I did some yard clean up work, cleaning up a flowerbed etc.
Now comes Sunday and I have been telling myself every week that this is the week that I am going to try out a new church.......but because of my yard work the day before my back was really stiff and I opted to just be lazy...just another excuse, I know, but that was the excuse this week....so it's another week of pep talks about how this next week I'm going to finally do it. Anyway, we took a drive to take a truck that Todd repaired back to it's owner and then a leisurely drive back home.
That brings us to today and work......and what can I say about work?!....gotta love it....hate it....and do it.....so I did it and now I'm here with you.....and you are saying omg is she done yet?!....Yep....so goodnight all and brace yourselves, cause I'll be back :-)