Romance?

WOW. After reading dads blog I have re looked over his itinerary and can not help but wonder...Have you two driven this route before? Maybe 40 some years ago on a relocation to Florida from Alaska? If this is not the thought behind the trip...I bet mom would find that oh so very romantic. Going back to the days when a hand held caused that tingly thing to happen in your belly.... Okay so lets talk Carl the cat. Did you know that in one year and a four day trial the custody of a feline was determined...In 11 years and many attempts at a trial...the custody of my children was left undecided until they reached 18 and I no longer needed to go before a judge....? Only in the good ol USA does a feline come before children of domestic violence. Wanna boost your ego? Talk to Ben Stevens....he has a way with using "big man" to end all of his sentences....hmmm.... and...Michelle Linehan...What would you do if you were her husband...other that NOT get a life insurance policy. Ever seen the movie Black Widow? hmmm.... and last but not least...Was the man who rammed police vehicles in a grocery store parking lot, after a high speed chase in a stolen car that had been involved in a few robberies, wrongly killed? His companion thinks so...but she was sitting in the speeding bullet that was ramming cars while police officers tried to get him to stop...not standing outside the car like you or I would have been if we had chosen to do our shopping at that time. Thats it folks...todays news. Have a great day in the rain.

ooops

Just wondering if the local trucker has ran into this mechanic. Maybe an upside down excavator would work for Central Shops sign.

The time has come, Fall is here, I see the snow, It's creeping near. Leaves have turned, fell to the ground. It may be spring, before the snow shovels found. I sit and watch, as days grow short. Wondering about, next summers sport. Will we play in, wind and rain. Or will the sun, come out again. For now my friends, I anticipate, Holidays filled, with lots on my plate. Yummy turkey, ham thats candied, mashed potatoes, and dads damn good candy. To see the lights, up on the tree, I will thank GOD he gave you all to me (and the cool gifts too). But my clan, please beware... next summer games... I'll win my share!! Being a loser is not all that bad really. Ask Dana what she is going to do with all those winner trophies of hers.

Thelma

What do you get when you cross an old lady with a cane and a police man? As the story goes....Britt still catches the bus at our Ambergate house as it is close and her assigned bus. Since the very first day of school Miss Thelma has been being herself. Britt often comes home upset as only Britt can get, about the "bad words" Thelma keeps calling her. Today she called me so I could hear Thelma at her best. She told my daughter..."Your mother should lock you in jail you little fluzy slut." "drop dead!". Now we all know Thelma is off and has now probably cursed Britt but Britt's mama...well she has been a bit off lately too. I parked in front of her home and knocked on the door. She was in her living room and the window was open, but she would not answer the door. I informed her through the open window that if she did not come down and talk to me about this situation I was going to have the police come talk to her about verbal assault to a minor. No response. I called and was informed of the process of a restraining order that would make it illegal for her to talk to or go near Britt. Three hours later I had the paper in my hand. Following the law as explained to me, I drove over and parked just down the street from her home. I called the police and three cars showed up with four police men. I reassured them that she was probably harmless except for her mouth as she is old and handicapped. I was wrong! They noted she had no house address posted and wrote a ticket for her before even going to her door. Then they made the approach. After several attempts at knocking with no answer they turned to leave. Her window flew open and "What the fuck do you want" came blaring through the curtains, before she even looked out. ooops. They informed her they needed to talk with her and after quite the wait her door opened and the police men disappeared. For 15 minutes I sat wondering if she turned them into stew or something. Then one came out. I did not have the right last name and with no address they wanted me to describe her so they could be sure it was the right person. Then he disappeared again into the house. 10 minutes later the door again opened and the police officer returned to me letting me know they had served her and she was everything I had described her to be and then some. He again disappeared into the house to retrieve her real name, address and age so I could resubmit the restraining order. 10 more minutes past and again the door opened. Out came the police men one at a time. As the last one was entering the door way...I saw the cane come down on the officers head...but worse I heard it from across the cul-d-sac!! Then the old lady arm shoved him off her step as she screamed..."Get the hell off my property!!" The other officers were walking away and missed the assault...but heard it I am sure. They quickly returned to their fallen comrade and had the old lady in cuffs. Last I saw they were half carrying her to the police car. On my way home I received a phone call...the state is now putting a restraining order against her. She is not to talk to or go near anyone in my family for the rest of her life. I will have to go to court in October for the final order and will more than likely be called to court as a witness in an assault to a police officer...but never again will that woman get away with calling me or Britt foul names. What will happen to a lonely cranky old lady? I highly doubt they will put her in jail...I would not like that anyway...she will probably be evaluated by a doctor and since she has caused violence may have no choice but to live in an assisted living home where she can be watched. As for the police man...well I was feeling guilty about the restraining order...now I feel guilty he got hurt... but am glad I got the order...if she will cane a cop...would she cane my daughter too?

I Need A Life.

Have not a clue what to blog, between house work and children I do nothing exciting...okay so right this second I am arguing with Melissa...she wants NO BOYS in this house except daddy...meaning she wants me to kick out Warren. Oooops here comes Warren...to plead his case. Now she hits him, he hits her, they both cry to me tattling...I put them out of my room and lock the door. I am in time out....30 seconds have passed...they are still arguing...one and a half minutes...they are playing again. Now since this has been a routine since we got home...I have exactly 15 minutes until they are back again fighting over gender. You gotta feel sorry for the little man...he is so out numbered by "boy hating girls". Front yard has been cleaned and is ready for raking...the leaves are slowly coming down. Yesterday I cleaned the shed out...hoping today to winterize the back yard....I am planning a skating rink of my own. Maybe the little guys and gals will like it and play out doors more this winter. okay the foremen are both screaming at me...time to go attempt to pacify two bored young children who can not stand their mother anymore...so all they do is whine at me and complain. I need Day care!!!

A Moment of Silence

In remembrance of the terrorist attack on our country a few short years ago, and the loss of lives that day (I hear more died in the following years fighting the war so I remembered them too.) The local churches put out word for a complete 2 minutes of silence at the time of the attack...I made sure I was home from dropping Brittany at school because traffic was pulling over to honor the silence...the Anchorage Baptist Temple is on my way....Arriving home and in my chair I began thinking about where I was then...getting ready for oral surgery in Kenai... The time arrived and I closed my eyes and tried too...the bells began to ring...more added to them...the dogs began to howl...a cat squalled...more bells...then the bus was honking...and the cars too....so much for a moment of silence....for two complete minutes...i timed it getting more stressed as the seconds wore on...the noise grew and I was sure it would wake the kids...making the decibel level even higher...I am sure the noise I was hearing today was nothing compared to what they heard that day on the floors of the Towers and with better planning next year maybe they can equal the volume...okay the dog next door can shut up now...everyone else has!!!

When You're Having A Bad Day...

You coulda been this guy. But with a friend to help.... The Day can only get better....

Amazing

I made my way back to Anchorage yesterday with a heavy heart. Not looking forward to returning to the realities of life I sulked until Sterrling...them began looking for positives...had some issues there until I realized I was going back in time. Trees and plants here in Anchorage are still green and the sun was shining it's welcome home as we rounded the last "arm" of our journey. My arrival home was uneventful. The lawn is 10 inches high...no one fixed the lawn mower but the garbage was trailored and ready for the dump...and the house was clean...Josh even had dinner on. Unloading went easy Lou drove the Hummer into the garage and the babies unloaded it into the pantry while Eric and I took care of the rest. A hot bath felt wonderful (but was not a missed amenity with my shower and shanes hot tub!)....and a flush toilet...took me a minute to remember how the thing worked. My break from "my reality" was nice...not a vacation with the babies along and several commitments to deal with...but the visitors my parents have...the ones that used to change my BIG brothers diapers? THEY ARE SO COOL....AND SHE COOKS!! hehe...don't think my folks have had three squares in years. Dick and Pat, Thanks for visiting our red neck family. It was a pleasure re connecting with the past...although I learned in developmental psych...this is a sign of the aging process...I am choosing to look at it as a sign of the "un-aging" process...I do not think I have ever heard the first sentence you spoke to me Pat...and I will never forget it..."You were still in your mama's belly" I do not ever think of myself as ever being in that position...and well after you said it...I felt more roots grow...someone out there knew where I came from...hehe. Guess my "I was adopted theory is out now." Any way...Wonderful people you are...and I am looking forward to the next pot of pssketti.....oh wait..this is a blog...not a letter... the two people above....helped me walk farther back in to my past than I have ever been able too...and I had never met them in person...but...I felt a connection...and they put the cherry on the trip...okay the psskettin in the pot...but mmmm mmm good.