The title of the post is not misspelled. Lindsay has a New Jersey accent when she says words with the letter "R" in them. Her teacher and I both thought we should have the school's speech therapist observe her. Ms. Hataway did this and said there's nothing to worry about. She said that developmentally they don't worry about things like this until 3rd grade. She also said that while she was doing her observation that Lindsay self-corrected herself several times after pronouncing some "R" words wrong. Her opinion was that Lindsay knows how these words need to be pronounced, she just needs to be reminded when she's rushing through them and says them wrong!
Halloween evidently is forbidden in Lindsay's school system, so they had "storybook character day" today at LEJ's school. She went as Pocahontas to school, but after I picked her up we had to make the transformation into a "Rhinestone Princess"! She looked beautiful.
After getting her costume, hair, and accessories perfect we were off to her piano lesson, then to Fred & Annie's house (where they not only had twreets for Lindsay but for me too), then to Ms. Marguerite's party, and then off twrick or twreeting with her best friend, Cassandra, in Plum Creek. They had a great time and their candy bags were overflowing! Even after all the sugar she ingested it wasn't long after we got home that she was fast asleep.
Need my sisters' help here to correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't EVER remember going trick or treating. My only "small child" Halloween memory is either me or Brenda dressed up as the devil (I'm sure it had to have been Brenda since it was the most appropriate costume for her and not me) at Granny Erna's house on (??can't remember the name of the street??) in Junction. My "bigger kid" Halloween memories are of "raiding" on Halloween night, and since I'm not sure the statute of limitations has run out yet, I'm not admitting to anything!
Happy Halloween 2008!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Dancer, Softball Player & Pinewood Derby Racer
Lindsay earned all of those titles this Saturday and Sunday!
Saturday I took her to a fall festival at one of the local elementary schools that her dance class was practicing their routine which they will take to competition in March and April of next year. She LOVES getting up on the stage and preforming in front of an audience! I am SO glad she didn't follow in my footsteps in this regard. The mere thought of getting up in front of people and doing ANYTHING gives me the shakes!
As soon as she got off the stage we were off to her last softball game. She changed out of her dance clothes and into her softball uniform in the car on the way. When we pulled up at the fields we had about 3 minutes until the game started! She got to play pitcher and had a good game. This was our first time at "coach pitch" softball and it was definitely a learning experience. The Fall League is definitely not as organized and active as the Spring League, but it was a good opportunity to hone her skills!
Sunday afternoon we're off to the Powderpuff Pinewood Derby for the Girl Scouts! (Yes, I did let Lindsay paint "her" car Saturday night, but she got bored with the whole process after the second coat of paint, so unfortunately I had to finish it the way I wanted it!) The race event was supposed to be from 2 - 4 . We got there at 1:30 and after weighing in had to add some more weights to the car. I knew it was too light when we left home! We got registered and then had to wait ... and wait ... while everyone else got registered. There was a total of 140 cars entered and they didn't start the races until 3:00. They decided to only race 2 cars at a time, and once they began the timekeeping technology didn't work so I have no idea how fast our car was. I only know that out of our troop group of 4 who we raced against that Lindsay won 2 heats out of 3!
I lived through this week (all 7 days) in which Lindsay had an activity, and thankfully our schedule should get much better.
Saturday I took her to a fall festival at one of the local elementary schools that her dance class was practicing their routine which they will take to competition in March and April of next year. She LOVES getting up on the stage and preforming in front of an audience! I am SO glad she didn't follow in my footsteps in this regard. The mere thought of getting up in front of people and doing ANYTHING gives me the shakes!
As soon as she got off the stage we were off to her last softball game. She changed out of her dance clothes and into her softball uniform in the car on the way. When we pulled up at the fields we had about 3 minutes until the game started! She got to play pitcher and had a good game. This was our first time at "coach pitch" softball and it was definitely a learning experience. The Fall League is definitely not as organized and active as the Spring League, but it was a good opportunity to hone her skills!
Sunday afternoon we're off to the Powderpuff Pinewood Derby for the Girl Scouts! (Yes, I did let Lindsay paint "her" car Saturday night, but she got bored with the whole process after the second coat of paint, so unfortunately I had to finish it the way I wanted it!) The race event was supposed to be from 2 - 4 . We got there at 1:30 and after weighing in had to add some more weights to the car. I knew it was too light when we left home! We got registered and then had to wait ... and wait ... while everyone else got registered. There was a total of 140 cars entered and they didn't start the races until 3:00. They decided to only race 2 cars at a time, and once they began the timekeeping technology didn't work so I have no idea how fast our car was. I only know that out of our troop group of 4 who we raced against that Lindsay won 2 heats out of 3!
I lived through this week (all 7 days) in which Lindsay had an activity, and thankfully our schedule should get much better.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Pinewood Derby
In case you didn't know, Pinewood Derbies are no longer just for Boy Bcouts. Last year the Girl Scout Council in our area held the first one and this year Lindsay's Brownie Troop is going to have a few entries! This means I'm trying to frantically finish Lindsay's car before Sunday!
I took out the block of wood and started carving "her" car with one of my sharpest kitchen knives on Sunday evening. Monday night I asked Murr if I could use one of his pocket knives since he has at least 50 or 60. I whittled on that hunk of wood Tuesday afternoon at work until my fingers hurt. That night I inquired if he might not have a sharper knife I could use. His comment was, "Oh, you wanted a sharp knife?" He's lucky I didn't hack away at him with that dull one he had given me. Equipped with a very sharp knife I made good progress on "her" car. Wednesday evening when Murr saw what I was doing, and after I was almost finished with it, he offers to finish it for me. At this point I have a lot of time invested in it and there was no way I was going to turn it over to him because he might not do it right!
I've got it looking sort of like a car. Today I got it sanded down and "we" need to get it primed and painted. Now when I started on this I had the intention of letting Lindsay paint it however she wanted, but the perfectionist in me is screaming, "No, she won't do it right and it won't look pretty." I'm going to do my best to not listen to those inside voices of mine and let her do it, but it is sure going to be hard.
Regardless of who gets to paint it I will post a picture of the finished product. The big race is on Sunday afternoon, and hopefully my -- I mean Lindsay's car will be FAST!
I took out the block of wood and started carving "her" car with one of my sharpest kitchen knives on Sunday evening. Monday night I asked Murr if I could use one of his pocket knives since he has at least 50 or 60. I whittled on that hunk of wood Tuesday afternoon at work until my fingers hurt. That night I inquired if he might not have a sharper knife I could use. His comment was, "Oh, you wanted a sharp knife?" He's lucky I didn't hack away at him with that dull one he had given me. Equipped with a very sharp knife I made good progress on "her" car. Wednesday evening when Murr saw what I was doing, and after I was almost finished with it, he offers to finish it for me. At this point I have a lot of time invested in it and there was no way I was going to turn it over to him because he might not do it right!
I've got it looking sort of like a car. Today I got it sanded down and "we" need to get it primed and painted. Now when I started on this I had the intention of letting Lindsay paint it however she wanted, but the perfectionist in me is screaming, "No, she won't do it right and it won't look pretty." I'm going to do my best to not listen to those inside voices of mine and let her do it, but it is sure going to be hard.
Regardless of who gets to paint it I will post a picture of the finished product. The big race is on Sunday afternoon, and hopefully my -- I mean Lindsay's car will be FAST!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Murr's Pain in His Butt
AND NO IT'S NOT ME THIS TIME!
On Saturday of last week when he could hardly walk because of some pain he was having in his butt, I had the joyful task of doing an inspection to see if I could diagnose what the problem was. My initial diagnosis after the inspection was that he had a hemerroid. He decided it was a tumor that was growing down there and it was somehow attached to his spine because every time he coughed (which was often because he was trying to get over bronchitis) it nearly brought him to his knees. I offered to take him to the ER but he declined.
By Monday morning he was ready for me to make an appointment somewhere, anywhere to get him some relief. So off to the proctologist we go Monday afternoon. Did you know you could get an infected/abcessed rectal gland? Neither did I. That's what the butt doctor decided it was and he lanced it there in the office. It evidently was as painful as it sounds. He claims that I hit every bump in the road in between the doctor's office and the house. I'm pretty sure I missed a few because they were too far apart to hit both of them at once!
I'm still the lucky one that is doing the post-lancing inspections to make sure everything is healing nicely, and I'm happy to report that his butt seems to be doing just fine. I'm sure he'll be happy when it's back to being just me that is his only pain in the butt, and I'll certainly be happy when I can hang up my inspection badge!
On Saturday of last week when he could hardly walk because of some pain he was having in his butt, I had the joyful task of doing an inspection to see if I could diagnose what the problem was. My initial diagnosis after the inspection was that he had a hemerroid. He decided it was a tumor that was growing down there and it was somehow attached to his spine because every time he coughed (which was often because he was trying to get over bronchitis) it nearly brought him to his knees. I offered to take him to the ER but he declined.
By Monday morning he was ready for me to make an appointment somewhere, anywhere to get him some relief. So off to the proctologist we go Monday afternoon. Did you know you could get an infected/abcessed rectal gland? Neither did I. That's what the butt doctor decided it was and he lanced it there in the office. It evidently was as painful as it sounds. He claims that I hit every bump in the road in between the doctor's office and the house. I'm pretty sure I missed a few because they were too far apart to hit both of them at once!
I'm still the lucky one that is doing the post-lancing inspections to make sure everything is healing nicely, and I'm happy to report that his butt seems to be doing just fine. I'm sure he'll be happy when it's back to being just me that is his only pain in the butt, and I'll certainly be happy when I can hang up my inspection badge!
Monday, October 20, 2008
BBQ Cookoffs
This weekend was Kyle's Fair and Music Festival, which also hosts a BBQ cookoff. Every year I help Judge Warner, who is in charge of (natch) the judges. This was the 8th year for this event and by far the biggest yet. We used to hold it around the square in downtown Kyle, but last year they moved us into an open field because we had outgrown the square! I think we started this we had about 15 cook teams when we were at the square, and this weekend we had 42 cook teams!
Cook teams are a special bunch of people to say the least. I'm pretty sure they all descended from the original redneck, whomever that might have been. They pretty much keep the beer companies in stock, also. Thank goodness they do because when Lindsay and I showed up there on Thursday to drop off supplies I neglected to pack myself an ice chest because I was positive my friend, and the guy in charge of the cook teams, David, would have some iced down for me. Since he didn't I walked over to two friendly gentleman cooks with beers in their hands who were setting up their camp for the event and asked to bum one. They gladly supplied me with an ice-cold Milwaukee's Best Light to which I gratefully accepted, and even though it's not my brand, it was the best beer I'd ever tasted after carrying in a butt-load of supplies. Did I mention that cook team members are a friendly bunch? Those two kept checking in with me all weekend to make sure I had a beer supply!
Funny comment from Lindsay during this process. I mentioned David, who is in charge of the cook teams. I've known David for the 21 years I've been here in San Marcos. He used to be a Deputy Sheriff and now he's Constable in one of the precincts here in Hays County. Lindsay has also met David several times in the past. David is African American. When I told Lindsay we were meeting David to drop off supplies she said, and I quote, "Isn't he the brown one?" I explained to her that, yes, that was the one we were meeting, and he was African American and not "the brown one". And, yes, I told David her comment and he had a good laugh about it!
Anyway, another reminder I'm getting old -- this event nearly did me in. I was on my feet on Saturday from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. and I could barely move on Sunday. Oh, well, I'll be back doing the same thing next year!
Cook teams are a special bunch of people to say the least. I'm pretty sure they all descended from the original redneck, whomever that might have been. They pretty much keep the beer companies in stock, also. Thank goodness they do because when Lindsay and I showed up there on Thursday to drop off supplies I neglected to pack myself an ice chest because I was positive my friend, and the guy in charge of the cook teams, David, would have some iced down for me. Since he didn't I walked over to two friendly gentleman cooks with beers in their hands who were setting up their camp for the event and asked to bum one. They gladly supplied me with an ice-cold Milwaukee's Best Light to which I gratefully accepted, and even though it's not my brand, it was the best beer I'd ever tasted after carrying in a butt-load of supplies. Did I mention that cook team members are a friendly bunch? Those two kept checking in with me all weekend to make sure I had a beer supply!
Funny comment from Lindsay during this process. I mentioned David, who is in charge of the cook teams. I've known David for the 21 years I've been here in San Marcos. He used to be a Deputy Sheriff and now he's Constable in one of the precincts here in Hays County. Lindsay has also met David several times in the past. David is African American. When I told Lindsay we were meeting David to drop off supplies she said, and I quote, "Isn't he the brown one?" I explained to her that, yes, that was the one we were meeting, and he was African American and not "the brown one". And, yes, I told David her comment and he had a good laugh about it!
Anyway, another reminder I'm getting old -- this event nearly did me in. I was on my feet on Saturday from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. and I could barely move on Sunday. Oh, well, I'll be back doing the same thing next year!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Back to the Real (non-beach) World
Unfortunately our stay at the beach had to draw to a close. As far as Mom and I are concerned, we could stay there indefinitely -- everyone else seemed to think that more than a week would be a bit much. (I still plan on being a beach bum when I grow up!)
It made Mom very happy that we could all be together at her favorite spot, the beach. I think we came to a unanimous decision that we would mark it on our calendars and come back every year on Columbus Day weekend. (There is probably an appropriate analogy that could be made here, but it escapes me.)
Needless to say as I sat in court today I was hearing in my mind the sounds of the surf instead of the drone of attorneys sparring!
It made Mom very happy that we could all be together at her favorite spot, the beach. I think we came to a unanimous decision that we would mark it on our calendars and come back every year on Columbus Day weekend. (There is probably an appropriate analogy that could be made here, but it escapes me.)
Needless to say as I sat in court today I was hearing in my mind the sounds of the surf instead of the drone of attorneys sparring!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Early Morning Walks
For the last 3 mornings Brenda, Tommy and I have gone for a seashell hunt at 6:30 a.m. One of the sunrise pictures is from our first morning outing.
We haven't had much success with finding many shells but the walks and the views have been great. My greatest find has been seabeans. If you've never heard of them they're really seed pods that wash up on the sea shores from far away places. I've found 2 brown hamburgers and 1 seaheart. I will post photos of them soon.
We've had an awesome time so far. The weather has been perfect. It sprinkled on us yesterday morning, but we were already wet anyway so it didn't slow us down any. We go to the beach every morning, come in for lunch, some nap, and then go back to the beach in the afternoon.
I've decided I must have been deprived as a child and never had a sandbox because my favorite activity has been building sandcastles. Uncle Tommy has been helping me with that and I've got some photos already posted of them. The first one we built wasn't that great, but the one we built yesterday I was very proud of. Unfortunately the tide got up real high last night and washed most of it away. I should be upset that I have to start all over, but I'm not.
We went sand crabbing last night and made quite a spectacle of ourselves. All 15 of us had on those neon glow necklaces and bracelets and our flashlights. Once you find one with your flashlight they start running real fast so you have to try to keep your light on them and chase them with a butterfly net. I think we managed to scoop up about 20 of them. Miss G and Lisa stayed on the balcony and watched and laughed at us.
I've got to go and get my swimsuit on and hit the beach. I've got a design floating around in my mind for my new sandcastle, so I've gotta go before I forget it!
We haven't had much success with finding many shells but the walks and the views have been great. My greatest find has been seabeans. If you've never heard of them they're really seed pods that wash up on the sea shores from far away places. I've found 2 brown hamburgers and 1 seaheart. I will post photos of them soon.
We've had an awesome time so far. The weather has been perfect. It sprinkled on us yesterday morning, but we were already wet anyway so it didn't slow us down any. We go to the beach every morning, come in for lunch, some nap, and then go back to the beach in the afternoon.
I've decided I must have been deprived as a child and never had a sandbox because my favorite activity has been building sandcastles. Uncle Tommy has been helping me with that and I've got some photos already posted of them. The first one we built wasn't that great, but the one we built yesterday I was very proud of. Unfortunately the tide got up real high last night and washed most of it away. I should be upset that I have to start all over, but I'm not.
We went sand crabbing last night and made quite a spectacle of ourselves. All 15 of us had on those neon glow necklaces and bracelets and our flashlights. Once you find one with your flashlight they start running real fast so you have to try to keep your light on them and chase them with a butterfly net. I think we managed to scoop up about 20 of them. Miss G and Lisa stayed on the balcony and watched and laughed at us.
I've got to go and get my swimsuit on and hit the beach. I've got a design floating around in my mind for my new sandcastle, so I've gotta go before I forget it!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Disclaimer
We, the family of Sandra Jackson, would like to state that all blog entries are the opinion of Sandra Jackson and Sandra Jackson only!! She is sometimes delusional and one can not depend on her views alone!!
We love her anyways!!
Signed--her family!!
We love her anyways!!
Signed--her family!!
Tarps and Husbands
I realize that men don't have a uterus and that sometimes renders them incapable of doing things right, and I also realize that that is a generalization that doesn't apply to many of their species, however, the one I'm married to is NOT an exception to that rule.
I carried all of our beach paraphernalia out to the truck and he was responsible for loading it. He decided to use a tarp to cover everything in case we need it on the way back if it rained. We picked up Lindsay early at school and headed got on the road at 12:30. Within 5 minutes of getting on the Interstate the tarp starts trying to dislodge itself from the bungee cords and by the time we stopped 10 minutes later it was just hanging on by a thread. So over we pull and he gets out to "fix" it. Of course, if he had done it right in the first place he wouldn't be having to fix anything, but I tried to keep my mouth shut and let him handle it. Needless to say it didn't take it long to come undone once we got started again and so I obsessed for 20 miles about it flying off. Once we got to Seguin I couldn't stand it any more and I made him stop and I got out to fix it. It at lease lasted an hour before it started coming loose again, which wasn't my fault because if it had been done properly in the first place we wouldn't have had to ever worry about it. Anyway, by that time he was tired of driving and we stopped again to get gas and switch drivers and I again tried to fix it.
To make a long story short, we had to stop an additional 3 times before we ever made it to the beach. But we did finally make it. Mom & Dad and Uncle Tommy were waiting on us and we got unloaded. I'm not sure that Mom left anything at her house judging from what all we unloaded of hers! Kara and Aunt B arrived shortly after we did. And sucking the hind tit was Brem-Brem, Larry, Travis and Miss G. After getting somewhat settled we hit the sand and got our toes wet!
I carried all of our beach paraphernalia out to the truck and he was responsible for loading it. He decided to use a tarp to cover everything in case we need it on the way back if it rained. We picked up Lindsay early at school and headed got on the road at 12:30. Within 5 minutes of getting on the Interstate the tarp starts trying to dislodge itself from the bungee cords and by the time we stopped 10 minutes later it was just hanging on by a thread. So over we pull and he gets out to "fix" it. Of course, if he had done it right in the first place he wouldn't be having to fix anything, but I tried to keep my mouth shut and let him handle it. Needless to say it didn't take it long to come undone once we got started again and so I obsessed for 20 miles about it flying off. Once we got to Seguin I couldn't stand it any more and I made him stop and I got out to fix it. It at lease lasted an hour before it started coming loose again, which wasn't my fault because if it had been done properly in the first place we wouldn't have had to ever worry about it. Anyway, by that time he was tired of driving and we stopped again to get gas and switch drivers and I again tried to fix it.
To make a long story short, we had to stop an additional 3 times before we ever made it to the beach. But we did finally make it. Mom & Dad and Uncle Tommy were waiting on us and we got unloaded. I'm not sure that Mom left anything at her house judging from what all we unloaded of hers! Kara and Aunt B arrived shortly after we did. And sucking the hind tit was Brem-Brem, Larry, Travis and Miss G. After getting somewhat settled we hit the sand and got our toes wet!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Waiting on Tomorrow
There's a whole group of Randles (and those-stuck-with-a-Randle) who are waiting for tomorrow to hurry up and get here because that is when the whole herd heads to the beach! When Mom was getting her stint put in she made us promise we would all go on a family trip to the beach and, of course, we agreed. So the planned trip has finally arrived and it couldn't have come at a better time. We should be an amusing show for those strangers who will be watching our antics. I will try to update the blog with our exploits and post as many pictures as I can, so stay tuned.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
A Better Day
There is something to be said about taking your aggressions out on little clay discs flying through the sky. Ya'll can probably guess if you read my last two posts who all I was thinking of when I made the shot! I'm happy to report that I hit more than I missed!
I'm also happy to report that Lindsay made it to her b-day party and had a good time, so it appears that I didn't need to save that one shell after all!
Tomorrow is going to be laundry day. OH, JOY. Lindsay is in a phase where she thinks she needs to change clothes at least 3 times a day, and it doesn't matter if the clothes she just took off that she only wore for maybe an hour are dirty or not, they're going to go (sometimes) in the dirty clothes pile that I am constantly working on.
Tomorrow I'm also going to start gathering items to take with us to the beach!!! I can't wait to get some sand between my ... toes!
I'm also happy to report that Lindsay made it to her b-day party and had a good time, so it appears that I didn't need to save that one shell after all!
Tomorrow is going to be laundry day. OH, JOY. Lindsay is in a phase where she thinks she needs to change clothes at least 3 times a day, and it doesn't matter if the clothes she just took off that she only wore for maybe an hour are dirty or not, they're going to go (sometimes) in the dirty clothes pile that I am constantly working on.
Tomorrow I'm also going to start gathering items to take with us to the beach!!! I can't wait to get some sand between my ... toes!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Little Bump Says ...
... I can't believe that "they" are trying to pass something that is going to cost us 700 billion dollars
and they have the audacity to "tack" on pork to it!!!! Rum & Arrows???? Seriously???? WTF are they thinking?
Studying History and Government wasn't a priority for me in High School, along with most of the other subjects they subjected us to, but "Riddle me this, Batman." Why is it that we have a term limit on our President but not for all of those other buffoons in Washington D.C.? And I realize Hillary didn't make it this time (so sad), but why don't we have some restriction against 1 or 2 families being able to "lead" us for the last 19 years? (Note to self -- look up definition of a monarchy)
and they have the audacity to "tack" on pork to it!!!! Rum & Arrows???? Seriously???? WTF are they thinking?
Studying History and Government wasn't a priority for me in High School, along with most of the other subjects they subjected us to, but "Riddle me this, Batman." Why is it that we have a term limit on our President but not for all of those other buffoons in Washington D.C.? And I realize Hillary didn't make it this time (so sad), but why don't we have some restriction against 1 or 2 families being able to "lead" us for the last 19 years? (Note to self -- look up definition of a monarchy)
Quiet Night
After taking Lindsay to her piano lesson and then softball practice I dropped her off at one of her BFF's for a sleepover. My other baby, AKA Murr, went to bed early, so I'm just sitting back enjoying the peace and solitude.
Murr has been a #18 for the last month. (you get extra points if you can figure out what the 18 stands for) He's had to work out of town in La Grange for the last couple of weeks, and although he didn't enjoy it very much, Lindsay and I sure did!!! I'm not saying we didn't miss him, because we did, but there's a lot to say about having the house to ourselves! If we wanted to eat cereal or PBJ's for supper, that was perfectly fine with us. If we didn't want to watch "cooking channels" or "sports" on the big screen Hi-Def TV, we didn't!!! And the best part of him working out of town was I didn't have to listen to him b#@%h about work and being tired, and so on and so forth. I'm hoping the beach trip will revive him and his attitude because if it doesn't ... well, I don't want to write anything down that might be used as evidence against me later. ;-)
Tomorrow I'm looking forward to going to a friend's annual "Skeet Shoot" in Seguin. Murr and I went 2 years ago and it was the first time for me to shoot at skeet and it was so much fun. It's definitely a sport that you need a lot of practice, or luck, to be proficient! Needless to say, there's no need for them skeet to be scared of me tomorrow! Surprisingly Murr is not going. He's just so "overworked" and "tired" that he just wants to stay home with Lindsay. If he thinks I'm disappointed that he isn't joining me, or that maybe I wouldn't go if he didn't go, then he's got another think coming!
One of his parental responsibilities for tomorrow is to get Lindsay to a friend's b-day party from 2:00 - 3:30. When I was informing him of this "chore" you would have thought that I was asking him to walk across the whole State of Texas with only worms to eat! (I'm going to save one shell just in case he doesn't accomplish his "chore" -- oh, wait, forget I said that!) I mean, give me a break, I taxi her to school all week long, dance on Monday, softball games on Tuesday, Brownie Scout meetings every other Thursday (which I have to help plan because I'm assistant leader), and piano and softball practice on Fridays, and he's giving me attitude about a b-day party?
If you haven't surmised from the previous paragraphs, I'm a little fed up with Mr. #18 AKA Murr Jackson. DO YOU THINK MY NOT HAVING HAD A CIGARETTE FOR THE LAST 28 DAYS MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH HOW I'M REACTING? I didn't think so either.
There are a few other "Murr rants" I could make you guys read about but I won't. As most of you know we celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary this year and I love him to death, but GD sometimes .... he just really drives me crazy (~ier)!
Thanks for hearing me out. I feel much better now!
Murr has been a #18 for the last month. (you get extra points if you can figure out what the 18 stands for) He's had to work out of town in La Grange for the last couple of weeks, and although he didn't enjoy it very much, Lindsay and I sure did!!! I'm not saying we didn't miss him, because we did, but there's a lot to say about having the house to ourselves! If we wanted to eat cereal or PBJ's for supper, that was perfectly fine with us. If we didn't want to watch "cooking channels" or "sports" on the big screen Hi-Def TV, we didn't!!! And the best part of him working out of town was I didn't have to listen to him b#@%h about work and being tired, and so on and so forth. I'm hoping the beach trip will revive him and his attitude because if it doesn't ... well, I don't want to write anything down that might be used as evidence against me later. ;-)
Tomorrow I'm looking forward to going to a friend's annual "Skeet Shoot" in Seguin. Murr and I went 2 years ago and it was the first time for me to shoot at skeet and it was so much fun. It's definitely a sport that you need a lot of practice, or luck, to be proficient! Needless to say, there's no need for them skeet to be scared of me tomorrow! Surprisingly Murr is not going. He's just so "overworked" and "tired" that he just wants to stay home with Lindsay. If he thinks I'm disappointed that he isn't joining me, or that maybe I wouldn't go if he didn't go, then he's got another think coming!
One of his parental responsibilities for tomorrow is to get Lindsay to a friend's b-day party from 2:00 - 3:30. When I was informing him of this "chore" you would have thought that I was asking him to walk across the whole State of Texas with only worms to eat! (I'm going to save one shell just in case he doesn't accomplish his "chore" -- oh, wait, forget I said that!) I mean, give me a break, I taxi her to school all week long, dance on Monday, softball games on Tuesday, Brownie Scout meetings every other Thursday (which I have to help plan because I'm assistant leader), and piano and softball practice on Fridays, and he's giving me attitude about a b-day party?
If you haven't surmised from the previous paragraphs, I'm a little fed up with Mr. #18 AKA Murr Jackson. DO YOU THINK MY NOT HAVING HAD A CIGARETTE FOR THE LAST 28 DAYS MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH HOW I'M REACTING? I didn't think so either.
There are a few other "Murr rants" I could make you guys read about but I won't. As most of you know we celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary this year and I love him to death, but GD sometimes .... he just really drives me crazy (~ier)!
Thanks for hearing me out. I feel much better now!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Getting Old
I have to ask: When did I blink and get so OLD and everyone around me get so YOUNG?!?
I went to a new family/general practitioner doctor so I could get my blood pressure medication renewed, and I swear if he was over 25 years old then I'm a Monkey's Uncle! He sure was cute though!
I'm also getting cynical (sp?) and fed up with the Prosecutors we're dealing with at the office because they're all about the age range of 25 - 30 and they're newbies and are willing to take any "dog" case (hard to prove) to trial just to get the "Experience" in the courtroom. Well, you know what, I've now had 21 years of courtroom "Experience" and I don't NEED or WANT anymore!
Another example I have to exemplify that I'm OLD has to do with the Presidential Election and/or our crappy economy.: I'M WATCHING THE NEWS CHANNELS AND YELLING AT THE TELEVISION!
I'll be looking where to sign up for AARP tomorrow -- if you have any suggestions, you just let me know -- if you can remember to tell me!
I went to a new family/general practitioner doctor so I could get my blood pressure medication renewed, and I swear if he was over 25 years old then I'm a Monkey's Uncle! He sure was cute though!
I'm also getting cynical (sp?) and fed up with the Prosecutors we're dealing with at the office because they're all about the age range of 25 - 30 and they're newbies and are willing to take any "dog" case (hard to prove) to trial just to get the "Experience" in the courtroom. Well, you know what, I've now had 21 years of courtroom "Experience" and I don't NEED or WANT anymore!
Another example I have to exemplify that I'm OLD has to do with the Presidential Election and/or our crappy economy.: I'M WATCHING THE NEWS CHANNELS AND YELLING AT THE TELEVISION!
I'll be looking where to sign up for AARP tomorrow -- if you have any suggestions, you just let me know -- if you can remember to tell me!
Brenda Says ....
.... that I'm not posting enough blogs. My Aunt Cindy said the same thing ...... about 2 months ago which I'm just now responding to!
Who says I'm slow?
I say that "comments" to my blog might spur my creative juices and let me know that my blogs aren't just floating away somewhere along the Infinite Super Highyway of the Internet!
Who says I'm slow?
I say that "comments" to my blog might spur my creative juices and let me know that my blogs aren't just floating away somewhere along the Infinite Super Highyway of the Internet!
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