My last blog of the year, maybe

This is it. This is a very sad day. No, make that a very very very sad day. yes folk, today is the last day of my vacation. I have to go back to work tonight at 11:50 pm. I usually go in earlier and set up all the lines, but I guess my temporary replacement is doing it tonight. and add to that bit od really sad news, I also have to work News Years Eve. That is what I was told anyways. So that in itself means no celebrating for me. No trying my best to stay awake long enough to bring in the new year with a glass of whatever alcoholic beverage. No, I will be working, unless I can get  decrewed. It will be triple time I'm sure, but I would rather be home.

So let me recap this fabulous vacation I had. We have had a great time with Alex and Claire. they got in a pretty good vacation as well.  As for John and myself, our spare time was spent either eating or drinking. Yes, this was a drinking vacation, one more time. I sure hope my work clothes fit me still. John still has another week left, he wont go back till the 7th. I hope he is lonely without me here to keep him drinking at a regular interval.  Actually, John has no problem keeping his drink on, it was just a joke. We had a really good Christmas, I may take down my tiny tree today, if I could remember where I put the containers the decorations came in. I am just a little tired of looking at my cute little tree, and I wont do it after I go back to work.

We have a small pile of wood outside that we bought a few years back. We don't use the fireplace much, cus it is just  ineffective. Well, last night John slid the tree over and lit our first fire in about two years. it warmed the living room and had a nice ambiance about it. When this bit of wood is all gone, I am going to hire a chimney sweep and then close it up for good.

I bet you didn't notice, but there was a break in this blog writing. I got a call, a real phone call from my best bud Amber. That was so nice, we haven't been able to actually talk for so long. I miss her voice. Anyways as we talked, I undressed my little tree and put the ornaments in a bowl. I will find the containers later. So I am going to make this the end of my blog for today. I need to go get showered and dressed. I think I will donate blood today, as it is time again.

So, from me to all of you, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Have a safe and very happy new year.

Pics are here

I transfered all my flicker photos over here. I didnt realise I could do this so easily. If you look in the folder marked Not in any folder  it starts the pics of our trip. It just seemed a little silly to add the pics to a single blog if I could do this. Let me know what you think. Im sure you will anyway.

Not in any photoset

Not in any photoset

What a wonderful Holiday

Let me start this by saying I really truly hope you all had a great holiday. Cus i know I sure did. We had our big dinner on Christmas Eve so Alex and Claire could spend Christmas dinner at her moms house. This also let us have the rest of the day to relax after the prezzies were opened. It really turned out to be in our favor.

OK, so Santa was good to me. I got my new camera, a Canon power Shot S5 IS. I still have to learn how to use it, but I am hoping for better shots. I am really tired of getting dark, blurry, and missed shots due to the many things i hated in my last camera.

I also got the 5 disk collection of the Planet Earth series. I am going to watch these one day all by myself so I wont be interrupted to get something or even look at someone else. I mean it, if you haven't seen this series, record it, rent it, dvr it, but try to spend the time to see it. It is amazing film making by genius people.

Yesterday we got up early and took the kids out to Occidental. You remember that place, where we spent our last few short vacations. Anyhow, Johns brother and sister and their families met us out there for dinner. We had arranged this previously of course. There was about fifteen of us there, and we had a blast. We had a great dinner, some drinks and lots of laughs. John got to spend time with his family, and Alex got to spend time with his cousins.

After dinner we paid the bill and went across the street to spread the wealth at the other restaurant in town. this is where we really started drinking. OMG. Everyone, even the 17 year old was drinking at one point in the night. It was so busy and there was only two bartenders, neither of them had time to walk away from the bar and check id's. I know it was wrong, but it was fun. We spent so much cash last night, it was ridiculous.

We got up this morning, had breakfast across the street,and took a drive down the coast. We stopped for pics along the way. It was freaking cold, but the sky was clear. We drove down the coast a little further, got some fresh oysters then headed out to Johns parents house for a short visit. We haven't been there for a few years, and ya know what, it still looks exactly the same as it did the last time we were there. I gave her(Johns mom) one of the quilts I made, and she loved it. I think she was a little surprised at that gesture.

OK, I have taken up enough of your time for now. I will let you go. If I think of some other really great point, I will pop back in here and write another blog. I also want to write about this past year, as recommended in Ems blog. I am mentally working on that one. When i get it organized, it will be here. So have a great day, and see ya all next time.

Christmas Eve at my house

Entry for December 24, 2007

My kids are here and I haven't taken one picture of them. We talk though and laugh, and that is good for me. Last night they were playing with my lappy. Alex asked how to turn on the cam, so I told him and he got it turned on. I left to put on my jams and say good night. When I came back in the living room to tell them one more thing, there they were, with the laptop in their lap, making faces at themselves like two little kids. I started laughing so hard I didn't even make a sound. then Alex went to a chat room. Of course, it was under my name, with that one pic of me on the day i had my hair done and put on makeup. All of a sudden he starts getting all these IM's from purvey men all over the place, Germany, India, everywhere. I was busting up, and so was Claire. they are all talking to him like it was me, and he is answering them. then he invited them to view his cam. they all said yes, thinking they would be seeing a female. As soon as they saw him, I'm sure they all gagged from what they thought they were gonna see and do, and then clicked off. I was in bed by this time, but I could still hear them in here laughing. Its stuff like this that is worth bringing them home. Alex and I have the same kind of sense of humor, and we laugh at the same stuff. Claire gets both of us and is the perfect match for Alex.

So today is Christmas eve. We are having our big dinner today so the kids can eat at both homes. We are having tri tip, and spiral cut ham with the trimmings. I will be making buttermilk biscuits to go with our dinner. I love these. I made two pumpkin pies this morning, and this time the crust will be good. they are out of the oven, and look good enough to eat right now. All they need is the whipped cream. And yes, I do whip my own cream. It doesn't come out of a tub or a can. Not with this pie. I love to bake, can you tell. I made cookies the other day, and half of them will be going home with the kids. those two are lucky. We invited Claire's mom over for dinner tonight, I hope she comes over, it should be fun.

Tomorrow morning we will open the gifts from sandy claws, then have a big ole fat breakfast. I think/know i have a new camera under the tree, along with the set of planet earth CD set. That is all i know that i have under there, only cus I wrapped them. I went yesterday and bought john a new leather jacket. I am really excited about all this. I love presents. I love shopping for presents. its is fun to get them, but shopping for them and watching them being opened is just fun.

OK, John is about to leave, so I have to wrap this up, hahahhhaha, wrap this up.........., oh sometimes I crack myself up. I have to go, got to mop the floor now that the house will be empty for a minute. the kids are off doing stuff too. OK, Merry Christmas to all of you.

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A Long blog, but please read it

I am having a great time. Really, I wish all of you could be here with me to share in my great time, but you cant, so Iwilll have to tell you all about it.

Yesterday morning we picked up the kids at the airport. It turned out to be one of those things where we got to the airport just as the plane landed. John dropped me off to go meet the kids, he circled the airport then went and parked at the gas station just outside so hewouldnt'havaetoto pay parking.cheapskate. Just as I walked in, the kids came around the corner. We went over to get their bags, and even those came out first. Alex put strips of masking tape on the luggage so it would be easy to identify. We were out of there in fifteen minutes. I think that is a record.

After we got home and the kids got settled, they went over to seeClaires's family. This is the first time she has really been away from them, and the whole homesick thing had to be fixed. She missed her mom and family. Poor thing. I know how that is.

Later on in the day I got a call from my new friend I met from the Soldiers drive thingy. She is a very nice and generous person. She is like a walking Oprah moment, I swear. So she asks me what we are doing Saturday morning, and if we would like to go to breakfast. She explains that a group of friends from up north do this every year. they find a little cafrestrauntant, maybe a mom n pop type of place. there is usually a single mother working there. They all go together, haseperateate tabs, but leave a tip the same as the bill, if not more. Oh wow! how great is that, yes I want to go. She tells me where to meet and at what time, and I ma so excited I cahardleyly stand it. She said last year the group left a tip of 1500.00 for the lady.As it turned out, she had five kids and had no idea hosahee was gonna dochristmass for her kids.

So this morning we all meet, have a great breakfast, and paid our billsseperatlyly. We then put our tips all in one pile and my friend counted it up. We left a tip of 350.00. So we called the waitress over and gave her the tip. She tucks it away in here book and skitters off with a thank you, never looking at the amount of cash. Wdidntn't want the her to just throw the entire thing in a sharing bowl for all the staff, so we called her back over and asked if she got to keep all her tips, yes she did. Did she knhpowow much her tip was, no shdidntn't. She she looked and just about fell over. She was like, I need a hug and she hugged every one of us, even the little kids. This was her first day at threstrauntrant. We were her first customers. She has seven kids at home and this is goingsurleyrly help her out.

We left there feeling so good, and this was so easy to do. If you ever want to do something from the heart, try this. I think we will do it every year, just for fun.

OK, that is it for now. If you have gotten this far in this long blog, I thank you for taking the time to read it. Now once again, Merry Christmas.

Wednesday short update

I'm torn. do I blog here and copy it to 360, or copy to here. either way, it doesn't matter, i will only do one at a time. today, it is here. I only have to work one more night and then i am off until the week after christmas. I haven't had a vacation since I went back to work. Only three day weekends here and there. I piddled away nine days doing that. I wont do that again. I cant wait to have an entire week off.

Alex and Claire will be home friday at 8 am. They are flying into Sacramento, and I cant wait to see them again. I miss my kids so much. that is a christmas present in itself.

Yesterday John had a dentist appointment so he stayed home all day. He decided to put in a new faucet we had bought for the kitchen. Well, he did that, then decided he may as well change out the garbage disposal since it was starting to act up. No sence in waiting till it completely dies, and he will have to replace it in a more urgent time, like when we are cooking or something like that. I was really happy when i woke up and saw that. I really wanted it replaced. Now we just have to get it to stop leaking.

Ok, I worked late today and it is 2 pm right now. I really ned to shut my eyes and head off to the land of nod. See ya all later. merry Christmas to all.

Problem fixed

I found out why I my page here never really showed up to most people. It wasn't confirmed. I kept getting this message to confirm my page, but I never got the email. they kept saying they sent it, but I never got it. I even looked in my spam file and it just wasn't there, So I finally wrote to the people at multiply and told them of my dilemma. And guess what. someone named Nik actually read it, corrected it and wrote back to me. I was so thrilled with this phenomenon, I wrote back and told them thank you. that has never happened on 360. I still have this issue with leaving home to move here permanently. When 360 kicks it for the last time, I will shut it down, throw away the key and move all my furniture here. this will be my vacation home in the meantime.

That is what I found out about why I was here but couldn't see your whole sites. I only was able to see some of Amber's page, and she didn't see me at all, but I was here, and had been for a while. I never got any alerts of comments on my page cus I wasn't confirmed. But I am confirmed now, and here. so lets see where this takes me.

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What's happening with Yahell this time

One again i woke up too early. It could be cus i fell asleep around five yesterday. We had gone to Costco, and on the way home I got this instant headache. From the back of my head, near the back right bottom of my skull, up around to my right eye. Yes, folks, I could feel exactly where it was. That is how I get them, I can feel exactly where they are. And those freaking things hurt. Anyway, as soon as we got home, I came in and took two Excedrin migraine, the headache wonder drug in most cases. Not yesterday though. So after we unloaded the few things we bought, we headed off to this new place in the shopping center around the corner.

I figured the headache would be gone in the usual twenty minutes. So this place is called Sips Bistro. they have been open for about a week, and they have a light menu, but they are a wine tasting shop. This was the first time we had been in there, so we were kinda excited to try something new. Not wine tasting, just the way we wine taste. The room was decorated in that creamy light brown colors of all Italian wine places. Sort of the vineyard look, very warm and comfortable. there were many racks of wine set out by type of course and table along the walls to sit at. At the very front was a small bar that seated four. We sat up there and chatted with the host.

It was a little pricey at 2.75 a taste and 6.50 a glass, but it was nice. Anyway, I was waiting for the headache to go away, just rubbing my head indiscreetly hopefully, and hoping for a miracle. It never happened. I had two tastes of white and couldn't do any more, I had to switch to coffee and hope the caffeine would help. It did for a bit, then went right back to throbbing. We finally went home and I put on my jamma bottoms and fell into bed. I pretty much stayed there till now, 3 am, so now I am here with you.

So i log on to the net, just o find out I have 22 emails. I never have that many. I go and look, delete all the same spam I delete every day, no, I don't take ortho evera and i don't want a date on line with a local single hot guy. then I start reading all my yahoo alerts. Wow, so many people have commented on my blog, what the hell did I say to get all these people commenting on my blog. Nothing. They were all repeats from November 10. there were a few comments from the front of my page about my new profile pic, but other than that, nothing new. My sister took that pic for me. I kinda like how it turned out.

So today I am going to hopefully go and try to finish some shopping, come home wrap and get ready for this next week to end. Then, I am on VACATION for a week, Yippeeeeeee, VACATION VACATION VACATION. Am i just a little happy, maybe. I haven't had a vacation since I went back to work at the beginning of the year. So this is getting a little long, I better let you go and read someone else. Are you getting alerts on old blog comments too?

360 till the end

I know a lot of people are on all these other pages. I just cant get myself to jump around to all of them. I like my 360 page. I know how to change it, how to blog and edit it. its not too busy and I can make it what I want. I haven't been anywhere lately though, cus i just don't have anything too exciting to say. so that is where I am. On 360. sorry if I don't get to your pages, but I just haven't been up doing much reading or writing on here. Hope your christmas holiday is going good for you. See you later

oops

I don't know what I did, but somehow I posted that last blog entry without checking it. I found out you cant go back and edit once you have posted here though. I don't know I f I had something else to say, oh wait, I did. here it is.

Speaking of Christmas, this is what  I was writing when I realised I had somehow posted the last blog. When do you start your christmas shopping? And do you feel obligated to purchase for every living relative, whether you even see them or not? I don't. I only buy, or do things for those I want to. I don't think this is selfish either. It is getting a little ridiculous having to buy something for every niece, nephew, and cousin along with your own children. And when do you start shopping? I used to shop early and often. it was fun for me. But now that my kids are out of state, that fun is sorta gone. Now I can get  away with ordering online and letting them wrap their own gifts. they are given instructions to act surprised when they open the gifts. That is my son in Vancouver. My baby comes home still.

But because he has to watch the weight in his suitcase, I have to watch what I get him. I will probably just get him and his GFgift cards. that wont put too much weigh in the suitcase and they can then just go get what they want. I have no idea about any other gifts.

Ok, that is all of what I wanted to say. Now don't forget you have to read the blog right after this one too, cus it was supposed to be the first part of this.

im starting a new quilt

I was talking to my daughter in law a few weeks back about christmas presents for the grandbabies. I was afraid to gert thema regular toy since everything was from china and being recalled. I decided to get them somenthing else. I will order it online and have it shipped. Then I wont have to worry about lead in their toys. Anyway, she told me she would like a quilt for christmas, in jeweltone colors. I had to think about this, and ask what jeweltone colors were. I didnt have to wonder if I would make her one, just what kind of one would I make.

Well, I opened one of my books and made myself pick a pattern. I really wish i would have looked a little further. This book does not have very good directions. But I bought the fabric and cut it already, so I am commited. I made two blocks of the pattern today, just so I would know  what I was getting into. They turned out very pretty, and Im sure the finished product will be very pretty. I just hope I can get it done by christmas. I will put up a picture when i get the front done.

 

Im almost to the Forbes list!

= 50,396,941 You are the 50,396,941richest person in the world!

You're in the TOP 0.83% richest people in the world!

I checked out the site from Ems page to find out how rich I actually am. I feel a little better about my income now.I didnt add my savings accounts, or 401K. that may have changed the number a little. I wonder if I could possibly ever make the forbes List at this rate? hahahahahaha

It fails to say anything about the outgo though. A lot of people earn this kind of cash, but still cant keep up with living within their means. We learned how to do that many, many years ago. there lies the problem. Living within your means. Have you learned how to do that? It is a difficult lesson to learn, but a very important one.

Im so happy

Its been while since I posted anything here. I have been so tired lately, I haven't even turned o my lappy. I have been so consumed with this care package for the soldiers, and now I really need to tell you what is happening. I wish i could personally share this happiness I am feeling with all of you. It is sort of like I felt when i did the breast cancer walk last summer.

I was thinking about this last night on the way to work. If you are lucky enough, you get to a point ti your life where stuff is no longer making you happy. We have gotten to the point where we can pretty much do what we want. We have fun bla bla bla. But now, I am needing something more and I have found it. I think. At least for now I am so freaking happy I just want to cry. It started with an idea that I vocalized to a friend. She said it was a great idea and we should do it. That night, I kept repeating the idea and everyone agreed it would be a great idea to send a giant care We are now sending the giant care package to a group of soldiers. They are our soldiers. they left out of Lodi California, which is just north of us. right now they are in the Sunni Triangle. Hopefully they will get to come home in May.

We were given alistst of things they need and would like to get. they cant get the normal stuff we have and can get our hands on every day. Anywaythyeey had a special request for dvdVD player since thedidntn't have one. Well, they are gettingdvdDVD player and a hopefully a stereo surround sound system.didntdn't know it, but a collection was started to buy the system for them. also, anther person plans on having a gift drive for them christmastmasdidtnidn't know waihapppeningening. I just thought it was the care package. It has grown legs and is taking off. i am just so happy, you jdontdon't know. I am going to have a few thank you notes to fill out for this in the end.

I want to get their names and possibly email address so we can write to them. One of the ladies on first shift wants to make a basket and a quilt and write a letter. I want to make sure they all christmastmas cards, birthday cards, what ever they need. and guess what,dontdon't have to pay for the shipping for all of this. someone is going to pick it up, pack it and ship it for us. We truelyruly been blessed.

OK, onto other stuff. real quickdontdon't know if any of you heard they other night we had a 5.4 earthquake. it may have bee 5.6, I cant remember. We live in the central valleydont don't usually feel them, well, we felt that one for sure. the center was in San Jose, which is quite a ways away. maybe about 60 miles. It shook my house up and down and I heard and felt the whole thing. It only lasted about a 2 or 3 seconds here, but that was enough. it scared the crap out of me. Its been so long since I felt those thindontI don't know how much damage was done at the center, wasntt wasn't mhasntit hasn't really even been on the news too much. Wow, I just heard another quake hit Yosemite Park this morning. it was on the news for about three sentences.

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June quietly closed the door to her room so Laura could sleep. She walked into the kitchen and started another pot of coffee. Jackson sat on the couch, dazed at what just happened to them. June finished in the small kitchen and came back to the living room. Her place was so small when more than herself was there. It was just a few steps from room to room. This place was perfect for her, but it could get crowded when friends came over. She sat down across from Jackson, so she could see his face as she explained their experience.

“What just happened?” Jackson almost begged this question before she even had a chance to get comfortable. “June, there is no gate there. It is only a wall, all the way around. I walked that path before you met me. Then, when we turned around and went back, there was a gate that wasn’t there before. I used a stick and found that spot, but there was no gate, just where one used to be. It was there, but covered so thick in Ivy you couldn’t possibly open that door. June, I hope you know what just happened”

June let Jackson get everything out, then she calmly started to speak. Jackson, the names on those gravestones are your family. Every one of them are your ancestors. I remember one time you telling me when we first met that you used to have family in this area. I think we have been destined to meet, and this is why. I have seen that gate for years. Ever since I started walking to work. Every day it was the same thing, the same sounds, the same feelings. Then, recently, well actually since we met, things started to change. The sound of a crying child, the dark smoke, the strong desire to walk through that gate and see what was on the other side.

“At first, I only saw weeds. Then, as I went into the gate, I started seeing the headstones. And you do know time stopped while we were in there. That is why our phones didn’t work. I really don’t know how it happened, but it did. And also, those headstones, they aren’t there either. This land had been vacant for so many years. But your family is buried there. Your mother wanted you to find them again. And this is how it happened, through me.

I know that property was for sale many years ago. But no one bought it. I think it may have been abandoned.” June got up during this conversation and poured coffee into a carafe and brought it into the living room. She poured coffee for herself and Jackson and continued talking. The whole time, Jackson sat and listened, stunned at what he was hearing. He didn’t know what to say.

June sat back in her chair and sipped her coffee as she calmly explained her story and what she felt it meant. “Your mother wanted you to find your family. You lived on the other side of town, and had no reason to come over here. Then you went with your friends to that little bar where we met. You had no intentions of meeting anyone, and neither did I. We both felt we were just fine in our lives the way we were. We were both solid and didn’t need another person to make us whole. We didn’t know it then, but we did need each other, but not to make us whole. You needed me to show what I saw, and I needed to show you.

June went on as calmly as if she was talking about a shopping list. It felt good to finally get this out of her system. “I think I can find out who owns that property. We can get into it and replace those headstones. I know where every one of them belong and what they look like. I will never forget that site. I don’t know if it is still for sale, we will find that out also.”

This went on into the night. Laura woke up and the whole story was repeated to her. Together, they made a plan to buy the property if it was still available and return it to its proper state of respect. June didn’t know why she was they only one who could see that gate. She didn’t know that no one else could see the gate until she was finally told.

Jackson remembered putting the small metal sign in his pocket. It was rusted and almost unreadable. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out, but it wasn’t the same rusted sign. The rust was gone now and he could clearly read the warning sign. It was bent on the corner and had blood on it. “That is what I cut my foot on. I was wondering what happened to it. It just disappeared. I looked for it when we went back, but it was gone.”

June hoped this would end the strange feelings she got as she walked to work each day. This is what it was all about. She had to get Jackson back to his family. Now she was strangely connected to his family. But she liked it and wanted it to stay that way.

I hope this answers a few questions I left open and hanging. If not let me know and they can be fixed too.

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June quietly closed the door to her room so Laura could sleep. She walked into the kitchen and started another pot of coffee. Jackson sat on the couch, dazed at what just happened to them. June finished in the small kitchen and came back to the living room. Her place was so small when more than herself was there. It was just a few steps from room to room. This place was perfect for her, but it could get crowded when friends came over. She sat down across from Jackson, so she could see his face as she explained their experience.

“What just happened?” Jackson almost begged this question before she even had a chance to get comfortable. “June, there is no gate there. It is only a wall, all the way around. I walked that path before you met me. Then, when we turned around and went back, there was a gate that wasn’t there before. I used a stick and found that spot, but there was no gate, just where one used to be. It was there, but covered so thick in Ivy you couldn’t possibly open that door. June, I hope you know what just happened”

June let Jackson get everything out, then she calmly started to speak. Jackson, the names on those gravestones are your family. Every one of them are your ancestors. I remember one time you telling me when we first met that you used to have family in this area. I think we have been destined to meet, and this is why. I have seen that gate for years. Ever since I started walking to work. Every day it was the same thing, the same sounds, the same feelings. Then, recently, well actually since we met, things started to change. The sound of a crying child, the dark smoke, the strong desire to walk through that gate and see what was on the other side.

“At first, I only saw weeds. Then, as I went into the gate, I started seeing the headstones. And you do know time stopped while we were in there. That is why our phones didn’t work. I really don’t know how it happened, but it did. And also, those headstones, they aren’t there either. This land had been vacant for so many years. But your family is buried there. Your mother wanted you to find them again. And this is how it happened, through me.

I know that property was for sale many years ago. But no one bought it. I think it may have been abandoned.” June got up during this conversation and poured coffee into a carafe and brought it into the living room. She poured coffee for herself and Jackson and continued talking. The whole time, Jackson sat and listened, stunned at what he was hearing. He didn’t know what to say.

June sat back in her chair and sipped her coffee as she calmly explained her story and what she felt it meant. “Your mother wanted you to find your family. You lived on the other side of town, and had no reason to come over here. Then you went with your friends to that little bar where we met. You had no intentions of meeting anyone, and neither did I. We both felt we were just fine in our lives the way we were. We were both solid and didn’t need another person to make us whole. We didn’t know it then, but we did need each other, but not to make us whole. You needed me to show what I saw, and I needed to show you.

June went on as calmly as if she was talking about a shopping list. It felt good to finally get this out of her system. “I think I can find out who owns that property. We can get into it and replace those headstones. I know where every one of them belong and what they look like. I will never forget that site. I don’t know if it is still for sale, we will find that out also.”

This went on into the night. Laura woke up and the whole story was repeated to her. Together, they made a plan to buy the property if it was still available and return it to its proper state of respect. June didn’t know why she was they only one who could see that gate. She didn’t know that no one else could see the gate until she was finally told.

Jackson remembered putting the small metal sign in his pocket. It was rusted and almost unreadable. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out, but it wasn’t the same rusted sign. The rust was gone now and he could clearly read the warning sign. It was bent on the corner and had blood on it. “That is what I cut my foot on. I was wondering what happened to it. It just disappeared. I looked for it when we went back, but it was gone.”

June hoped this would end the strange feelings she got as she walked to work each day. This is what it was all about. She had to get Jackson back to his family. Now she was strangely connected to his family. But she liked it and wanted it to stay that way.

I hope this answers a few questions I left open and hanging. If not let me know and they can be fixed too.

P Wexfords Pub and Grill

Rating:	★★★★
Category:	Restaurants
Cuisine:	Irish
Location:	McHenry Blvd, Modesto, CA

Really great fish n chips. The best I have had in years. Great selection of brews ans wines by the glass. The service is very personal and easy going. It get really busy on the weekends

morning/evening

Start:

Oct 26, '07 9:00p

wake up and breath, eat something, go to work. Do this daily till the weekend. Then have fun. repeat.

My first blog here

Ok, now I have the complete set. Myspace, Yahell 360, Facebook, Mash and now Multiply. I sure hope I'm not missing anything. I am now going to have to try and figure out what I want in this page. I don't know. I sorta stopped writing on 360 because I just ran out of stuff to say. I just wasn't feeling it any more. I will give this a try though, and see if it works.

Since Veterans day is approaching, I felt I really needed to do something this year. Our soldiers are taking care of me every day I feel, so I needed to do something for them. I suggested at work we create care packages to send to them. It can be just a collection of the things they need that they cant just go get. Everyone loved the idea. I was so excited. So today I went out to one of our local very discount stores and purchased some items I thought they could use. I figure, if I am going to suggest this project, I should at least start off the collection box. Frito Lay is going to contribute some food items that will ship easily and without spoiling. I am very proud of myself on this one, and yes. I am bragging. I like to tell myself I do this for selfish reasons. It just makes me feel good, and we should do the things that make us feel good. We have to take care of ourselves too ya know.

At some point today, I lost 15.00 out of my pocket. It could have been at the very discount store. I'm sure that is where I lost it. I just hope whoever finds it really needs it. I hope they get something to eat, or something else that will help them.

ok, thats it for my first blog here. I'm gonna go see if I can do something with this page.

Bash is beggin me

Amber posted a beg on my comments to set up a page on Multiply. I now have the full set of every well known blogspot going. I only use one though. I dont know what I am going to do. I will stay here till the 360 team totally gives up and decides they arent going to maintain the site. I dont even know how to shut down mash, or facebook. Im keeping myspace to keep an eye on some of my neices ana nephews. That would be sorta spying, but their parents dont have a page and their kids wouldnt invite them. I havent been real active here in the last few months anyway, Ill see what I want to do. Maybe I will just bounce around for a few and see what feels good. this is my home though, so i doubt I will really leave.

hope you are having a great weekend

Bash is beggin me

Amber posted a beg on my comments to set up a page on Multiply. I now have the full set of every well known blogspot going. I only use one though. I dont know what I am going to do. I will stay here till the 360 team totally gives up and decides they arent going to maintain the site. I dont even know how to shut down mash, or facebook. Im keeping myspace to keep an eye on some of my neices ana nephews. That would be sorta spying, but their parents dont have a page and their kids wouldnt invite them. I havent been real active here in the last few months anyway, Ill see what I want to do. Maybe I will just bounce around for a few and see what feels good. this is my home though, so i doubt I will really leave.

hope you are having a great weekend

For those of you waiting, the end of the story, finally

Ten

I left Junes house and started down the street. All the events of last night and the last few days were replaying in my head. I wasn’t even sure what day it was, it seemed like they had all rolled together into one. I wasn’t familiar with this part of town. I had no reason to venture over here until I met June. This was all new to me, and I was just now realizing what Junes neighborhood looked like. I was taking notice of the homes, trees, cars that passed. They all seemed as normal as in any other neighborhood.

I walked slowly down each street, trying to retrace all of her daily foots steps. Why couldn’t she just drive to work like everyone else? As I walked along, I noticed the cracks in the sidewalk, the branches that hung out over the street, even the occasional piece of thrown out trash in the gutter. Strangely enough, this is a pretty clean neighborhood. Well taken care of and obviously cared for. It really is easy to see why June loves living here. It is very warm and comfortable.

I turned the corner and saw the wall of ivy. Trees lined the wide sidewalk all the way down. I knew this was the area that the gate was located. The description that June gave was this, to a T. I know if I go halfway down I will see this gate that June walked through and saw all the headstones. So I walk, slowly, looking for this gate. June has mentioned that it squeaks as it opens ands shuts and bangs on the latches. For some reason, I cant hear it. Im getting near the end of the block, an still no gate. I know it is on this side. Im pretty sure it is on this block. If not, I will just turn the corner, maybe I misunderstood the path June said she takes.

I kept on walking and ended up at the corner. There was no gate. I know June does not turn this corner. I know she has to go straight from here to get to work. I turned around and as I started to walk back along the wall, I saw a stick. I picked it up and used it to poke the wall, in hopes of finding the gate buried under all this ivy. I don’t know how I could have missed a huge iron gate, but stranger things have happened. Then I felt my stick go through the wall. I almost fell sideways into the wall but caught myself. I just realized what was happening. I found it.

Standing facing the wall, I start moving the ivy back and away from the wall. It had been like this for so long, there was layers of dust and dirt on the leaves. These vines had been here for so long, this gate couldn’t possibly move. I tried to grab hold of the gate itself and see if it would move, but as I reached through the thick vines, I could feel bugs land on my hands. I kept trying to reach the gate and move it. I felt something cold and hard on my hand, and I grabbed it. I tried to move it, to shake it back and forth, but it was locked shut. How did June see this gate, let alone get through it. What is going on? I looked down, shaking my head in frustration, and sitting there near my feet was a small metal sign. It was so rusted, I couldn’t hardly read it. I rubbed away some of the dirt and rust that had built up on the sign, I could read it now. It said “WARNING, STAY OUT”.

Jackson put the sign in his pocket, and started on his way home. How long had he been trying to get into the gate? Time seemed to have stopped. As I walked home, my phone started to ring. I had forgotten all about time, and what my mission was. What just happened to me?

Eleven

Laura had been trying to call Jackson for the last ten minutes. Why wont he pick up his phone? Shortly after he left, June woke up again. This time she was alert, and talking. She needed to know where Jackson was, she had to tell him what she saw. This time she wanted to be awake, and know she was awake. She said she somehow thinks Jackson is connected to this graveyard. Laura kept calling Jackson, over and over. He had to pick up his phone. Keep trying.

Finally Jackson picked up his phone. “Where have you been? I have been calling you for the last ten minutes! You told me to call you if June wakes up and now you don’t pick up your phone and she needs you here.” “Whoa, Hold on there, my phone never rang, but I am on my way back. I will be there in five minutes.

“June, Jackson will be here in a few minutes. Just relax. I just finally got through to him and he is on his way back. He says he didn’t hear his phone ringing.

This made June sit up. She didn’t hear her phone either. She had to get up. She wanted to go back to that scary horrible place. Suddenly June found herself pulling herself out of bed and looking for her clothes. She slipped on a pair of sweats, a t shirt and some tennis shoes before Laura had a chance to stop her. June grabbed Laura by the hand and said come with me or not, I am going to meet Jackson and go back. They were out the door and on the way back to meet Jackson.

June was running as fast as her tired and hungry body could run. Laura was begging her to stop, but June kept going. She ran down the cracked sidewalks, past the trees, cars, and other familiar spots. She turned a corner with Laura following close behind her. June looked like a jogger on a mission, but Laura was still dressed in her clothes from the previous day. The last thing she wanted was to attract attention, but in her work clothes she knew she looked strange. She kept running behind June, trying to keep up with her.

Then they saw Jackson. June ran faster till she got up to him. She told him they needed to go back. She didn’t give him a chance to answer, she grabbed his hand and led him back to the gate. This time he saw it, clearly, as if it was always there. Strangely enough, Laura saw it also. She had never seen this gate, and she went past this spot many times, but never with June. Why was she suddenly able to see this gate that was never there before.

Breathlessly, June stopped at the gate with Laura and Jackson. She looked at both of them and opened the gate. As she did this, she heard the child cry. Jackson and Laura heard it also. They all stayed close until they started seeing the headstones. This time June saw them right away. She knew where to go. The tall weeds were still trampled down. She could see where she had been before. She kept going and Laura and Jackson kept following her. They followed blindly, too scared to let her go too far by herself. Where was she taking them and why didn’t they see all this before? Laura was looking for her phone, but it was gone. Did she leave back at Junes house? It is always on her, where is her cell?

Jackson was wondering the same thing. He had no clue what was going on until he started seeing names on the headstones. The names sounded familiar. But why? Why would he know these names, he didn’t even know this place was here. June kept going, leading them on. By now she was walking more slowly, giving them a chance to see what was happening to them. And then it hit him. These were the family his mother had spoken of. These were the names she had mentioned so many years ago. This was the family cemetery that had been lost. How did June find it. How did she know to bring them back here? So many questions.

Finally June stopped in front of a very large and warn headstone. She was tired beyond belief. All she could do was sit. She chose this spot, because it was the first spot in the graveyard. It was the furthest corner, but the name was there, and Jackson could see it. He could see his family name carved roughly into the stone with the dates under it. It was the name of a man and a woman. He recognized the names, and still wondered how June knew to bring him back here. How did she know this was his family. He also sat down, feeling suddenly tired.

Laura was there and still scared and wondering what was happening. She had no idea why they were there. Why had June suddenly stopped and now Jackson is starting to act very differently. He now somehow looks like he belongs here. What is happening. Laura tried to talk, but nothing came out of here mouth. She could hear Jackson and June talking, she thought, but she couldn’t understand what they were saying. This was so strange. Suddenly she could feel herself going backwards towards the gate again. Was June with her? She felt so tired. She decided to just sit down for a minute and close her eyes. So very tired. What is happening? Where is June and Jackson? Relax, just for a minute.

June and Jackson were back at the large monument. Jackson was telling June the stories his mother had told him. This was his family. This was the old family cemetery that had been lost for so long. Why couldn’t he see it before. Why couldn’t he see the gate. How was it lost? Jackson took a look around one more time and decided it was time to leave. Now he knew where his family was. He had some work to do to find out who owned this land, and get it back.

They started walking back, this time remembering what happened the whole time. This time it was no mystery. This time he will know what to do. They walked back and found Laura, resting by the gate. Carefully they woke her up and went back through the gate. They started walking back towards Junes apartment and Laura turned aroung one more time. She wanted to make sure of what just happened to them. The gate was gone. Nowhere. She turned back around and continued to walk with June and Jackson. What just happened. June and Jackson were holding hands, looking like old lovers. Something just happened, and she didn’t understand it. But she didn’t want to understand this one. This one she wanted to let go. It was over, she was sure. They went home and made a pot of coffee.

Laura could hear June and Jackson talking about what just happened, making plans, going over details. But once again, she couldn’t hear. This time though it was because she had gone and laid down on Junes bed. It was too much for her, but it was over. This she knew. It was over.

For those of you waiting, the end of the story, finally

Ten

I left Junes house and started down the street. All the events of last night and the last few days were replaying in my head. I wasn’t even sure what day it was, it seemed like they had all rolled together into one. I wasn’t familiar with this part of town. I had no reason to venture over here until I met June. This was all new to me, and I was just now realizing what Junes neighborhood looked like. I was taking notice of the homes, trees, cars that passed. They all seemed as normal as in any other neighborhood.

I walked slowly down each street, trying to retrace all of her daily foots steps. Why couldn’t she just drive to work like everyone else? As I walked along, I noticed the cracks in the sidewalk, the branches that hung out over the street, even the occasional piece of thrown out trash in the gutter. Strangely enough, this is a pretty clean neighborhood. Well taken care of and obviously cared for. It really is easy to see why June loves living here. It is very warm and comfortable.

I turned the corner and saw the wall of ivy. Trees lined the wide sidewalk all the way down. I knew this was the area that the gate was located. The description that June gave was this, to a T. I know if I go halfway down I will see this gate that June walked through and saw all the headstones. So I walk, slowly, looking for this gate. June has mentioned that it squeaks as it opens ands shuts and bangs on the latches. For some reason, I cant hear it. Im getting near the end of the block, an still no gate. I know it is on this side. Im pretty sure it is on this block. If not, I will just turn the corner, maybe I misunderstood the path June said she takes.

I kept on walking and ended up at the corner. There was no gate. I know June does not turn this corner. I know she has to go straight from here to get to work. I turned around and as I started to walk back along the wall, I saw a stick. I picked it up and used it to poke the wall, in hopes of finding the gate buried under all this ivy. I don’t know how I could have missed a huge iron gate, but stranger things have happened. Then I felt my stick go through the wall. I almost fell sideways into the wall but caught myself. I just realized what was happening. I found it.

Standing facing the wall, I start moving the ivy back and away from the wall. It had been like this for so long, there was layers of dust and dirt on the leaves. These vines had been here for so long, this gate couldn’t possibly move. I tried to grab hold of the gate itself and see if it would move, but as I reached through the thick vines, I could feel bugs land on my hands. I kept trying to reach the gate and move it. I felt something cold and hard on my hand, and I grabbed it. I tried to move it, to shake it back and forth, but it was locked shut. How did June see this gate, let alone get through it. What is going on? I looked down, shaking my head in frustration, and sitting there near my feet was a small metal sign. It was so rusted, I couldn’t hardly read it. I rubbed away some of the dirt and rust that had built up on the sign, I could read it now. It said “WARNING, STAY OUT”.

Jackson put the sign in his pocket, and started on his way home. How long had he been trying to get into the gate? Time seemed to have stopped. As I walked home, my phone started to ring. I had forgotten all about time, and what my mission was. What just happened to me?

Eleven

Laura had been trying to call Jackson for the last ten minutes. Why wont he pick up his phone? Shortly after he left, June woke up again. This time she was alert, and talking. She needed to know where Jackson was, she had to tell him what she saw. This time she wanted to be awake, and know she was awake. She said she somehow thinks Jackson is connected to this graveyard. Laura kept calling Jackson, over and over. He had to pick up his phone. Keep trying.

Finally Jackson picked up his phone. “Where have you been? I have been calling you for the last ten minutes! You told me to call you if June wakes up and now you don’t pick up your phone and she needs you here.” “Whoa, Hold on there, my phone never rang, but I am on my way back. I will be there in five minutes.

“June, Jackson will be here in a few minutes. Just relax. I just finally got through to him and he is on his way back. He says he didn’t hear his phone ringing.

This made June sit up. She didn’t hear her phone either. She had to get up. She wanted to go back to that scary horrible place. Suddenly June found herself pulling herself out of bed and looking for her clothes. She slipped on a pair of sweats, a t shirt and some tennis shoes before Laura had a chance to stop her. June grabbed Laura by the hand and said come with me or not, I am going to meet Jackson and go back. They were out the door and on the way back to meet Jackson.

June was running as fast as her tired and hungry body could run. Laura was begging her to stop, but June kept going. She ran down the cracked sidewalks, past the trees, cars, and other familiar spots. She turned a corner with Laura following close behind her. June looked like a jogger on a mission, but Laura was still dressed in her clothes from the previous day. The last thing she wanted was to attract attention, but in her work clothes she knew she looked strange. She kept running behind June, trying to keep up with her.

Then they saw Jackson. June ran faster till she got up to him. She told him they needed to go back. She didn’t give him a chance to answer, she grabbed his hand and led him back to the gate. This time he saw it, clearly, as if it was always there. Strangely enough, Laura saw it also. She had never seen this gate, and she went past this spot many times, but never with June. Why was she suddenly able to see this gate that was never there before.

Breathlessly, June stopped at the gate with Laura and Jackson. She looked at both of them and opened the gate. As she did this, she heard the child cry. Jackson and Laura heard it also. They all stayed close until they started seeing the headstones. This time June saw them right away. She knew where to go. The tall weeds were still trampled down. She could see where she had been before. She kept going and Laura and Jackson kept following her. They followed blindly, too scared to let her go too far by herself. Where was she taking them and why didn’t they see all this before? Laura was looking for her phone, but it was gone. Did she leave back at Junes house? It is always on her, where is her cell?

Jackson was wondering the same thing. He had no clue what was going on until he started seeing names on the headstones. The names sounded familiar. But why? Why would he know these names, he didn’t even know this place was here. June kept going, leading them on. By now she was walking more slowly, giving them a chance to see what was happening to them. And then it hit him. These were the family his mother had spoken of. These were the names she had mentioned so many years ago. This was the family cemetery that had been lost. How did June find it. How did she know to bring them back here? So many questions.

Finally June stopped in front of a very large and warn headstone. She was tired beyond belief. All she could do was sit. She chose this spot, because it was the first spot in the graveyard. It was the furthest corner, but the name was there, and Jackson could see it. He could see his family name carved roughly into the stone with the dates under it. It was the name of a man and a woman. He recognized the names, and still wondered how June knew to bring him back here. How did she know this was his family. He also sat down, feeling suddenly tired.

Laura was there and still scared and wondering what was happening. She had no idea why they were there. Why had June suddenly stopped and now Jackson is starting to act very differently. He now somehow looks like he belongs here. What is happening. Laura tried to talk, but nothing came out of here mouth. She could hear Jackson and June talking, she thought, but she couldn’t understand what they were saying. This was so strange. Suddenly she could feel herself going backwards towards the gate again. Was June with her? She felt so tired. She decided to just sit down for a minute and close her eyes. So very tired. What is happening? Where is June and Jackson? Relax, just for a minute.

June and Jackson were back at the large monument. Jackson was telling June the stories his mother had told him. This was his family. This was the old family cemetery that had been lost for so long. Why couldn’t he see it before. Why couldn’t he see the gate. How was it lost? Jackson took a look around one more time and decided it was time to leave. Now he knew where his family was. He had some work to do to find out who owned this land, and get it back.

They started walking back, this time remembering what happened the whole time. This time it was no mystery. This time he will know what to do. They walked back and found Laura, resting by the gate. Carefully they woke her up and went back through the gate. They started walking back towards Junes apartment and Laura turned aroung one more time. She wanted to make sure of what just happened to them. The gate was gone. Nowhere. She turned back around and continued to walk with June and Jackson. What just happened. June and Jackson were holding hands, looking like old lovers. Something just happened, and she didn’t understand it. But she didn’t want to understand this one. This one she wanted to let go. It was over, she was sure. They went home and made a pot of coffee.

Laura could hear June and Jackson talking about what just happened, making plans, going over details. But once again, she couldn’t hear. This time though it was because she had gone and laid down on Junes bed. It was too much for her, but it was over. This she knew. It was over.

New Toes

I know yesterday i said I didn't have anything planned. I still don't, kinda. But, yesterday my little tootsies hurt so bad. they needed some special attention. So, I hopped in my car and took myself down to the peddi place. I walked in and there was no one else there. Yippee! I haven't had a peddi for so long. Really, there is nothing better, and don't my pretty tootsies look good!

Well, last night John had a meeting for the VFW. This is going to happen every Friday night till they get it rebuilt. So after we went to the pizza parlor, since we had a coupon. The coupon was for a large two topping, two salads, and four drinks. The coupon was for 19.99. We could smell the pies as we approached the front door, it smelled yummy. When we saw inside, it was full of smoke. We were told there were too many pies in the oven, and that is what caused the smoke. So we got out salads, a table, and out drinks and sat down. As we ate our salads, other people came in, ordered, and sat down. pretty soon I notice that the other people are getting their pizza,s, and we still are not. the smoke is still thick in the air and my eyes are burning.

I went up and asked about our pizza. Well, guess what, they lost it. They lost our pizza. I was tired, nor so hungry, my eyes burned, and I wanted out of there. Needless to say, I was ready to leave that place and walk. they knew it too. When I hollered across the room to John that they lost our pizza, the manager said they would find it, that it was made, but now they have to find it. It had been sitting on top of an oven, waiting for someone to claim it. OK, there is some good news here. We got our pizza, and our money back. I guess there is a somewhat happy ending here. We left, and I just went straight to bed.

Today I have to go to get some fabric for my nieces baby blanket, go shopping at two different stores, and get some house work done. I haven't done anything really for a while, so i have a bunch of stuff to get done. John is out at the VFW cleaning up after the fire, so he will be gone all day. I may take a break and bring them some lunch. Hope you all have a great weekend.

New Toes

I know yesterday i said I didn't have anything planned. I still don't, kinda. But, yesterday my little tootsies hurt so bad. they needed some special attention. So, I hopped in my car and took myself down to the peddi place. I walked in and there was no one else there. Yippee! I haven't had a peddi for so long. Really, there is nothing better, and don't my pretty tootsies look good!

Well, last night John had a meeting for the VFW. This is going to happen every Friday night till they get it rebuilt. So after we went to the pizza parlor, since we had a coupon. The coupon was for a large two topping, two salads, and four drinks. The coupon was for 19.99. We could smell the pies as we approached the front door, it smelled yummy. When we saw inside, it was full of smoke. We were told there were too many pies in the oven, and that is what caused the smoke. So we got out salads, a table, and out drinks and sat down. As we ate our salads, other people came in, ordered, and sat down. pretty soon I notice that the other people are getting their pizza,s, and we still are not. the smoke is still thick in the air and my eyes are burning.

I went up and asked about our pizza. Well, guess what, they lost it. They lost our pizza. I was tired, nor so hungry, my eyes burned, and I wanted out of there. Needless to say, I was ready to leave that place and walk. they knew it too. When I hollered across the room to John that they lost our pizza, the manager said they would find it, that it was made, but now they have to find it. It had been sitting on top of an oven, waiting for someone to claim it. OK, there is some good news here. We got our pizza, and our money back. I guess there is a somewhat happy ending here. We left, and I just went straight to bed.

Today I have to go to get some fabric for my nieces baby blanket, go shopping at two different stores, and get some house work done. I haven't done anything really for a while, so i have a bunch of stuff to get done. John is out at the VFW cleaning up after the fire, so he will be gone all day. I may take a break and bring them some lunch. Hope you all have a great weekend.

Friday Fodder

I am doing some new stuff, kinda. I bought those Crest White Strips, and i have been using them. Not as regular as I am supposed to, but I have them in right now. I am hoping to one day have these sparling white teeth so you can see me in the dark when i smile. I want my brite smile to make you want to put on your sunglasses. I dont know if that will actually happen, but we will see.

At work we had this contest. We had to concoct our own flavor for chips. Hmmmmm, easy enough, I think. I have always wanted a parmesian flavored puff. I thought, OH Yum, that would be sooo good. OHHHH a spicey parmesaian puff, I can do that. So the rule was that we had to create the recipe from home. We decide which of our products we want to make a new flavor for and they gave us a gallon bag of the base product. I chose puffs. I should have chose something else. This was a huge food nonononononooooooooooo. I melted butter, added the cheese and some spices to make a spicey parmesian. I had really good intentions. Now you have to understand, puffs are harder to make than our other products. There is a secret to making the sesoning stick to it, and not fall off all over in the bag. There is also a big fat secret to how they kleep it from turning into styrofoam. I dont know what that secret was. The end result was the most disgusting, gross, ugly nasty stuff you ever wanted to try and consume.

I broke one in half, and it didnt break, or snap like it should. Then I bit into it and all it did was crush. It was horrible to say the least. I had the bag in trhe car, and I tasted it before I brought it in Thank God. I swear, If I had to let someone even see this ugly product, it would have to be one of those "Dont do this" things. One of my co workers created two fabulous flavors. I loved them both. If they make it to the store level, I will surley let you know. My flavor wont make it there though.

I did something this morning I have never done. all the way home i wanted to go out to breakfast. I dont like eating by myself though, so I usually just go home. I was almost home, about to turn right down my street, but decided to go anyway. I turned left instead and went to the Perkos in the shopping center. I actually got out of my car and went into the restraunt and when the hostess asked how many, I actually said just me. that was what always scared me for some reason. I dont know why, its silly I know. But I am proud of myself for this little bit of bravery.

I dont think I have anything else right now. I think I am done for today. I dont have anything planned for the weekend right now. Hopen you all have a good one.

Breast cancer awareness month

This isn't news to anyone. October is breast cancer awareness month. this means you. It doesn't matter how young you think you are, you need to check yourself or get your mammogram. I did the cancer walk earlier this year and raised some much needed money for the cure. this week the Divine one is walking with her best bud for the cure.She also raised a good amount of cash for the cure. If you eat Yo plait Yogurt, save the pink lids, and send them back to them for their contribution to the cure. This is something we need to take control of. I think about it often. We all know someone who has gone through this. Women are getting sick and dying. Please make your appointment for your mammogram, or do your self exams regularly.

OK, nuf said on that topic. It is supposed to rain all this week. it actually got cold in my house this morning when i got home. I haven't felt cold here for a very long time. I am going to try to keep the heater off for as long as I can stand it. The price of gas is increasing so much. We heard the other day home heating bill this winter were going to increase also. We got our bill this month for the electric, it was higher than last month. We haven't turned on the ac or the heater at all for a while. this makes it a little scary. When its this cold though, it makes me want to stay in bed longer so my Little feetsies don't get cold. I hate having cold feet.

I am going to go on a bra finding mission pretty soon. i don't actually want to go to every store in town and search, but I am going to try and find a supportive bra that doesn't have the horrid under wire. they always seem to find a way to come out of the bra at the most inopportune time, like at work. I have been properly fitted with bras also, and this doesn't seem to help any. I just hate wearing them. Tell me about the worst bra you have ever had, or even the most comfortable bra. I think I am going on a letter writing mission to bra companies. maybe they will fill me in on the best bra.

I am still not getting my alerts from yahoo. I checked my settings, but they say I should be getting them. I will keep looking for the answer for this. OK, that is all for now. I need to set off for the land of nod. I am way too tired. See ya all later.

Entry for October 14, 2007

We are sitting this Sunny Sunday morning enjoying our second to the last bottle of Almond Champagne. This means we will have to make another trek out to the foothills for another case. Oh how sad. this has been our routine for the last 3 months now. A lazy Sunday morning with a good breakfast and sharing a bottle of champagne. I think its a great way to end one week and start another.

Johns aunt and uncle passed away this past year. they lived a very good life and were the best folks you would ever want to know. Really, I did love this couple. They had that feeling about them that let you know you were special, no matter. Anyway, we were given the opportunity to pick something from their estate. They had no children so it was up to Johns father to distribute their stuff. Most of it was given to dealers to sell. We were able to pick this set of Cordials before it was sold though. We also chose a milk glass chicken two piece covered bowl. We love both pieces. I don't think we will ever use the set, but I just think it is beautiful.

I have noticed Amber has left us one more time. She also left the Mash page. I will probably find out how to end that page also. its hard enough for me to keep up with this page and drop in to at least some pages. I don't even know how to change the background in mash. That kind of stuff frustrates me. If yahoo drops 360 and keeps mash, I will probably just stop blogging all together. I started a face book page also, but I don't know how often i will make it there . It might be as much as i visit my Myspace page. I just don't think I have as much to say anymore. We will see how things go. its not that I am no longer interested in the great people that are here, I am.

There is something I have been trying to remember to say here. I log on, get writing and cant for some reason remember it. It really bugs me. I know I have talked about this happening before, but I only remember when i am doing something else. I did get the pillow covers finished for my sister. I am through with faux fur for a while. She likes the satin backing and they both just slide around. It drives me nuts. then the silky threads peel off the satin fabric and the faux fuzzies are flying in the air. I end up sneezing and itching all over, especially my face. I told sis no more for a while. Come get your leftover faux fur and satin. I'm done with it.

OK, I will let you go for now. If I do remember what I wanted to say i will try and hop back on here and add to this. it was something good too, or was frustrating. See, it could be old timers happening. OK, see ya all later.

Ok, just like that, I finally remembered! I used to get alerts from yahoo that I had a message or that someone had commented on my blog. I no longer get these alerts. I tried to get them started again, but I dont know where to go to do this. I thought I had found the spot to get this started again, but it didnt take. If one of you knows where I go to start this again, can you let me know. It does help to know someone has visited my page.

Entry for October 12, 2007

Its Raining here again. Good. I hope it rains for the whole week. We are so short of water here and I just hate going through the whole drought thing every year. Even in the winter, we go through it. I am just happy to be gettin some of the free wet stuff this early in the year. Every little bit helps. I know you floks on the east coast are getting very high temps, well enjoy while you can, cus in no time at all, you will be tramping through the snow.

Speaking of water. The water out of the tap here is awful we think, so we buy our drinking water in jugs from the store. We have two 3 gallon and one 2 galloin jugs. Yesterday I went to Winco to get some bulk sesonings and also fill our water jugs. I put them in the back of my cruiser where I usually put them and headed on home. I usually go the store around the corner from my house, but I needed stuff from Winco, so I had to travel a little further this time. So, I was almost home, around the corner actually. The car in front of me is traveling slow, in the turn lane but no turn signel yet. I look behind me to make sure I can get all the way over to the right to turn and when i look back, three seconds later, she has her turn signal on and her break lights. She turns into a driveway, I had to slam my breaks and heard the water tip over and start to roll around in the back section of my cruiser. Hurry, get around the corner, get to my street where I can safely stop my car, jump out, open the back. Oh crap, half of one of the 3 gallon jugs has just emptied itself in the back of my car.

It wasnt very far to my house from there, but the city was trimming trees. There were city workers everywhere, and I couldnt just do my regular crazy lady driving into my driveway. Then, right in front of my house this guy with a chain saw is cutting limbs into smaller pieces. STOP CUTTING GUY! I dont want my car dinged by wood chips. I finally got into my driveway, and unloaded my stuff. It took two towels to soak up the water and one of the seats was saturated. I tipped up both of them to drain to the floor and the water just poured out of the bigger one. I called John to let him know what happened and to check on the drying process when he got home from work. Im sure it will be fine. Stuff like this gets me though.

I got called off last night, so I went back to sleep and slept pretty good. I have intentions of cleaning house, making cookies and maybe even working on those pillow covers for my sister. I think she keeps giving me projects cus she thinks I have nothing else to do. I am going to have to let her know I am just fine and usually pretty busy, or at least occupeid.

Ok, this is getting a little long for me so I will let you go. hope you all have a great weekend.

A few updates

I got a question from my best bud Amber on my Mash page. She asked me if I am on days yet. Oh crap, I need to write an update blog. From the time the posting went up and I considered putting in for the position, I battled with the decision. I did end up putting in my bid, and I would have gotten it. The morning the bid winners were going to be posted, I went into our HR office and told our HR manager to withdraw my bid. The more I thought about it, the more I thought I wouldnt gain anything if I went on first shift. In fact, I would loose. Right away I would loose the 35 cent shift differential. No biggie there. But I would have to be tuesday through saturday, I could learn to deal with that.But the thing that really made the decision for me was the fact taht I would have to battle for any vacation time i wanted and If I wanted a three day weekend, HAHAHA, aint gonna happen. they only allowed two people to be out at a time, and some of those people have all the good weekends taken before anyonwe else even gets a chance to try for it. I dont want leftover vacation time. I want the time I want and right now, I can get it. So I am staying on Third.

Its starting to cool off here. Taht isnt an update, jsut a bit of info. We are finally droppung down to the low 80's in the daytime and down to the 60's at night. For some this is still hot. For us, its cooling down.

the new tv season has finally started. My DVR is in overdrive. I dont know what I would do if I had to try and watch all the shows i have decided to put on my recording schedule. I eventually get around to watching all the shows, except for the Oprah and Ellen recordings. I only record 5 at a time so every day one drops off and another one adds on. I love my DVR. That would also be called Tivo for some. If yu dont have one, and you like to watch special tv shows, you should get one. you can go on vacatiopn and not worry about missing any of your favorite shows. OK, so much for my DVR promo.

We went to our brother and sister in laws 25th anniversary this past weekend. it was so much fun. The most fun happened though when most of the people started to leave and we were standing around the bar singing with our way too wasted drunk husbands to music on an Ipod. Do you know how bad drunk guys sound when they sing. it was too funny. We came home sunday after going to eat at our favorite place. We got home around six or seven and I had to straight to bed to get up again at 9:30. I was so tired.

Ok, I will let you go here. I have to go find some info on some pics I stole from Ambers Flicker page. I will try this week to get caught up this week with your pages. Have a good week.

Entry for October 04, 2007

I was just thinking about this, and I have a minute, so I am writing this at 10:37 PM, while its on my brain and I have the time.

It is said no one write letters any more. Not this kind, the kind in type, on a monitor of some kind. but the kind on paper with a pen, in hand written words. I dont know the last time I wrote a letter. To anyone. I do like the old greetings though. Sometimes I think of writing a letter and starting it with one of those old fashioned greetings. From back when there was no other way to communicate long didtance. Before there was telephones, radios, or email.

I would love to be able to write a letter starting with My Dearest Dearling..............what ever the persons name would be. In between, in beautiful cursive, I would write all my deepest feelings. Everythng that has happened since my last letter, How I missed this person so, (not so much, just so). I would write about the horrid weather, the neighbors who we all know by the way. I would be ending the letter with All My Love Darling, till we see each other again. I would sign my name, and then put lip marks on the paper with newly applied lipstick.

OK, that is all rather dramatic. I wouldnt , or couldnt write a letter like that today. I would like to, but I couldnt get my hand to do it without laughing. I would be the only one to know i was laughing though, cus that is the way letters go. You just dont see the real reactions. Oh, if you could see my brain working now.

I have a long list of real addresses. I send Christmas cards every year, I try to anyway. I may juast sit down and write a few letters on pretty paper and send them out. They wont be in that pretty cursive though, cus mine isnt that great. I t may just be a trieal run on real letter writing. I will let you know how it goes, when I finally do it. its not a big deal, just a letter. But a letter you can keep. it is a hard copy. It only gets lost because you loose it.

Well, its time to get ready for work. so tell me, do you write letters? teh kind on paper, in and envelope with a stamp attached to it?

European History Week

I bet you all didnt know it was European History Week. Weel, Frito lay has dubbed it thusly. for a few reasons, I have decided to do my part to fake a history. I really dontknow if it is faked, but its not my history as far as I know. Thats another story all together. So here is a pic of the board i put together. I also listed my sources at the bottom of the board. I gave the Bash full credit fore the pics and facts in the floating thought bubbles. I think I want to spatkle it up with some glitter placed in small areas and also have the rest of the pics i so blatently stole displayed somehow. I have an idea about that also. I have no idea what the other folks at work are doing, but this is my entry. it needs to be turned in by next weekend, so Im sure I will figure out where or what i need to do to it by then. I know it is pretty busy, but I still think it is missing something. Its lacking something that makes your eyes want to stay there. I will figure it out, and when i do, i will take another pic and that will be it. That is what I did today.

Last night we went to the sock hop. All the money raised alst night is being donated to help rebuild the Vets hall that was burned down on August 11. We found out Friday is was not electricle, but arson. It was bad until, but when we found out it was arson, it really broke our hearts. Yes, even mine even though i dont belong, and never can. You have to be a vet of foriegn wars to belong. There are a lot of really nice people there though. And they are doing all they can to accumulate cash to make up for what the insurance wont cover. It will take a while to rebuild, but it will be better when it is finished.

OK, that is what I have for today. have a good week.

No more Dilema

I did it. I put in the bid for first shift. I dont know when i will go to first, but I am going. I will have to deal with a few differences, But I will get used to it. I just hope I dont have to work saturdays for too long. From what I have heard though, a lot of people like having sunday and monday off cus on Monday, the time is theirs to do what they want. I will learn to sleep at night again. I will learn to be a daytime person again. Wow, its been 8 years. this is a big change for me. Oh well, life goes on and we change. its my time to make a change.

I have actually sold the Faux Zebra throw from my Etsy page. I actually exchanged the cash and the throw. I am happy about that. That is just mad money for me. I cant wait to sell the big quilt and get some really pissed off cash. lol

Ok, its the weekend. I have nothing planned for today. I may take a nap if I can. Tomorrow the VFW is having a sock hop as a fundraiser for the building that burned down in august. John is going ot help in the set up and what ever they need. I dont think I will be dressing the part, cus I just dont have the right clothes for the part. I will go though, and maybe dance if someone asks me. Other than that, I think I will work on the pillow covers my sister wants me to make for her. She is totally into the faux fur thing. I hope she stops soon. It will start to look funny if she continues. Oh well, its what she likes, so what does it hurt. Nothing. So I will make them for her. And what ever else she wants.

ok, that is it for now. I think I may try to take that nap now, at least for a few hours. I need to revitalise myself. It makes the night time better. have a great weekend.

I have a dilema

There are two bids up for first shift. They are Tuesday thru Saturday, 8 to 4. I currently work midnight to 8 am, sunday thru Thursday. I am currently at the top of seniority and can have what ever vacation time I want pretty much. If I want a day off, I can usually get it. If I go to first, there are so many people with a lot more seniority than me and they will get the days off before me. But, I will get to sleep at night and if there is a Monday thru Friday opening in the future, I will be the first to get it. Sometimes I just have to write things down to see the sense in it. I can see I need to get to first and have a somewhat normal life again. Up to this point, I had no intention of going to first. Now I am having second thoughts. I will probably go, now that I think about it and write it down. I like having the freedom I have on third though. I keep thinking I will loose more than I will gain. If i put in the bid, and get it, then decide I dont want it, I will be on bid restriction for three months. If I dont put a bid in and loose this opportunity, I will be sorry, I just know it. Ok, i will put in the bid. The first shift thing wont change till next year, so I will have time to think about it. See, I talked myself into this. I just need to do this sometimes. thanks for listening, or reading in this case.

Next. I was in talking to a lady in the office this morning. It was about the European Heritage thing coming up for Frito Lay that I spoke of earlier in a blog. When i told her what I wanted to do, she said i must me crafty. I just said not really, but I do make quilts. this perked her attention. I showed her my etsy page, and she likes the Faux zebra. She likes it so much, she wants to buy it. Yippee. I didnt even have to work for that sale. I am really doing better with word of mouth I think. I will have to put the link back in my blast now that Em has reached her goal. By the way, Congrats to Em for that.

OK, I think that is all I have for now. Hope you all are having a great week. My week is almost over. Is everyone happy the new TV season has finally started. I sure am. Lots of new shows, and I hear some of them are really good. Thats another post though. See ya all later.

What I did on my weekend

This past weekend was ourt company picnic. I know, its late in the year, but we have to schedule it according to the busy season on snack foods. I bet you would have never guseed ther was a busy season on snack foods but there is. So all summer it has been hot. We had a few really too hot days, but it really has been a mild summer. But this week it gotr cold. It snowed in the mountains, unseasonably early for this area. and on saturday it rained. We still went to the picnic though, cus I had a fourty doller deposit at stake that would not be returned to me if I didnt attend. We brought the umbrella and figured we could leave after I signed in if we wanted to.

So our picnic was at Great America.

The weather turned out to be nice, it did stop raining. I had to wear a light jacket, but it wasnt so bad. there wasnt a whole lot of people there so it was easy to get on the rides. I did take a few pics of some of the people at the park. I know a lot of you think we are really spazzy about our weight here, but I think we look prety normal. These two were really nice and let me take their pics. I think the lady has a little on her hips to loose, what do you think?

So while we were there, we went on a few water rides, got all wet, and talked to a few people I saw that I work with. As we were strolling towards the park exit and the last water ride, we passed a booth that was selling Henna Tattoos. These are not permanent. i dont want a permanent tat, i dont like needles, at all. After i looked for something simple and not too expensive, I settled on a heart shaped design. these go on thick, and when they dry they look like dried poop on you. I treally is sorta gross. You let it dry and fall off on its own, and it staines your skin. It only lasts for around two weeks, so if you have any regrets, its no big deal. So here is my henna tat.

When we got home, we got the mail and there was a large envelope from my neice in Florida. My sister and her own a pet supply store called Paws and Woof Avenue. I had ordered some bling for my grandpuppies collar. It finally arrived along with this extra little surprise for me. I think this is just so cute. It is a pink bracelet with my name and a bling heart on each side.

Ok, that is the end of my weekend. it really turned out to be a nice weekend. No stress, nothing bad happened, in fact it was sorta fun. I think our weather is gonna stay cool though. I tusually doesnt get cold till early October.

Finally another Chapter

Nine

I must have dozed off. This is the first time I have been in Junes room. She has a sitting area in the corner for reading or just relaxing I guess. I have been sitting in the chair since we brought her here. The shades are closed, but I can see the sun is out and shining. June still looks the same way she did last night, troubled in her sleep. I forgot Laura was here for a moment, until I smelled the coffee. I was about to go get a cup, when Laura appeared at the door with a cup of hot black coffee. “June told me you liked it strong and dark, no stuff in it. I hope you don’t mind, I brought you a cup, in case you were awake.” Laura said as she handed me the hot cup.

“No. Thanks so much. This is very hard to do, waiting for her to wake up and find out what happened to her. For some reason, I just feel like I am somehow responsible. I know that makes no sense, but I do. I will wait here till she wakes up. “ Laura and I did the small talk, chat thing for a while. I don’t even know what I said to her actually. I could have told her anything, just to hear another voice right now.

I had been staring at nothing for I don’t know how long, when a I heard a sound. My body jerked at the surprise of it, it had been so quiet in here, aside from the sounds of Laura in the other room. When did Laura go into the other room, I don’t even know. I looked at June, laying in her bed with that same troubled look on her face. Then I heard it again. It was June trying to say something. Was she talking in here sleep, having a bad dream or trying to wake up.

I ran into the living room and called for Laura. Please hurry. I didn't’t want June to wake up and not see her best friend there. I wanted to make sure she felt safe if she opened her eyes. I knew she would recognize Laura first, and this would make her less frightened when she woke up.

Laura came running into the room and went straight to Junes bedside. She calmly sat on the edge of the bed and held Junes hand. She was talking to her, so softly I couldn't’t hear. I knew what she was saying though, that she was safe and at home. I could see June responding to this as her eyes moved back and forth under her closed lids. Was she still reliving her experience?

Then I saw it. Ever so slightly. Her hand tightened around Laura’s. Then her eyes tried to open. They would open for a second, then close again. Laura is again talking softly to June, the way best friends do. I wish I could be the one holding Junes hand right now. I wish I could be the one she see’s when she finally opens here eyes. I just sat there, though, watching this best friend thing happen. They were like one at this moment and Laura was not going to move.

Then, just like that, June opened her eyes. She didn't’t startle or act scared. She just looked at Laura and quietly started to cry. Laura gently wiped away her tears and told her she was safe. Then she told her I was here, and had been all night. She told her I sat in the chair in the corner and never got up. This made June look in my direction. She finally knew I was here for her. She just kept staring at me, as If to try and tell me something. What could I do to help her at this time.

I sat there, waiting for June to do something. I wanted her to show some sign of recognizing me. She just held Laura’s hand tightly and looked in my direction. Again, it seemed like time had stopped. Did she know who I was? Should I leave, go to her, say something? That is when I heard myself say her name. “June, do you know what happened to you? Can you tell us who did this to you?”

Oh great, that had to be the first thing that fell out of my mouth. Not, how are you feeling, are you thirsty, or great to see you. Right off the bat I ask the hard questions. I could see June looking at me, no, it was more like staring at me. She wouldn't’t take her eyes off me. Laura was trying to get her to take a sip of water, but she wouldn't’t move her eyes. I got up and went over to the side of the bed. June put her hand out to me and I took it. I could feel she was shaking, and still quietly tears were rolling from her eyes.

Then she started to talk. Rambling on and on about the gate, head stones, fog, grass. I heard her say something about names on the headstones and dates. Small children, very young children. She said she could’t leave. No shoes. Cuts on her feet. Stepping on a metal sign. I wondered as she spoke if she even knew she was talking. It was partially incoherent, but she kept talking. Laura looked at me with a puzzled look on her face, and I’m sure I had the same look. Then, almost as soon as she opened her eyes, June stopped talking and closed her eyes again.

We both sat there for a few minutes, not saying a word. We didn't’t know what to say about what just happened. Laura covered June, wiped some small beads of sweat from her face, got up and went into the living room. At the door, she motioned me to follow her. I got up to leave the room. I had not really left Junes side since we put her to bed last night. She had a very nice little place, little signs of her personality placed here and there.

Laura confided in me something I wondered about myself. She told me she had driven the path that Junes walks to work each day. She told me she then walked the path, but she had no idea where this gate is that June keeps talking about. Laura said she even told June she hadn't’t seen the gate, and June explained exactly where the gate was. Laura wanted me to walk the path and find this gate. It has to be there, maybe it is on another side of the fence. Maybe it is covered with Ivy, but if it is,, then how does June see it every day and say it is open. This is the mystery of the gate June has been talking about. I had not seen it either, but I had not confided this to anyone until now. I figured I had just missed it. We both were confused about this gate that June keeps talking about.

I told Laura I was going to go find this gate and find out what happened to June. I turned to leave, but stopped to give Laura my cell number in case June woke up one more time. Call me, no matter what. Until then, please sit in there with her and make sure she doesn't wake up by herself.