Yeah, we're all going to Las Vegas. Supposedly it's much more kid friendly than when I was small. Not that I ever was there...but I heard.
We're flying. Driving all the way to Reno (about 4 hours) and flying to Vegas.
Waste of time? Yeah, well. Mother-in-law wanted a little family reunion/get together and the tickets have been purchased.
Hey. I am not complaining. I got a great deal. We're traveling together. I don't have to drive this time. Maybe Mike and I could even spend some time alone, because the kids will want to be with family members they rarely get to see. See? Not so bad.
Now where's my change purse....?
Why has she not been posting?
Where is she?
What's her problem?
Okay. Here I am. back from a months hiatus of sulking, traveling, dealing with motherhood of an 8th grader and enjoying my marriage. In other words. I've been busy, but not with busy things.
Yeah I know....that didn't make sense to me either....I need to write more. I plan on it.
I need a new skin....I'll work on it too along with my site that hasn't been touched in too too long. Am I just a ball of neglect? Not in my thoughts....Pincushion,DMahan,Donna,Chris,Des,Diana, et al - I miss communicating with you guys! Cheers!
Have you seen Eddie Van Halen lately?
I am afraid....very, very afraid!
Man-o-man, I love that show. Ellen Pompeo plays Meredith. For me, she's one of those actresses that I've never really noticed before now. Now, I love her character and am noticing how many other things she's been in. Nothing more appealing than this show though. Then there's that kinda geeky guy named Patrick Dempsey . At least I remember thinking that way about him, when we were all much younger. He cleans up really nice, but there's no lusting there for me. That is until he looks at Meredeth. Have you seen the way he looks at her? Watch his eyes. When he's talking to anyone else - anyone, he's just Dr. Shepherd. It's when his eyes meet Meredith's that he becomes Dr. McDreamy. It's because of that fact that my hooks dug into this show. It's amazing to have chemistry like that on a television show. It's also because of that fact that i (and millions of other viewers) cannot shake the hope of the two characters eventually being together. No. I know it hasn't happened yet. YET. But I know it will happen even due to the minor set back occuring in the last episode.
George. Sweet, sweet George finally comes clean with telling Meredith how he feels about her and what happens? Oh sure, he may think it's a dream come true at first, but he's in for one hell of a surprise next Sunday when he freaks out on the stairs (as shown in the promo after this weeks episode).
Meredith, Meredith, Meredith.
Must you succumb to the meanial depths of single womanhood with issues to do the nasty with your infactuated sweetheart of a roommate without seeing any danger of the aftermath? I know the answer to this.
Because it was the perfect way to set up the Dr. McDreamy line said unto you, dear girl.
"You'll always have me."
And there it is.
I'm wondering what the fuck it takes to make a post on this thing. It's bad enough that it takes 5 or more tries to log in, but when i finally write a poem after not being able to in so long - IT GETS EATEN!
It's been about a month since I've last posted.
(Sounds sort of like the begining of a confessional, eh?)
This isn't how I wanted this post to be.
Not the right vibe, so to speak.
These last few days have been more than relaxing to me.
It's as if something has happened that is great.
Maybe it's just that I've gotten so many things done
and made so much progress on other things.
Or maybe it's just a premenition that something great will be in effect soon.
Just a thought.
Just a feeling.
I play Neopets too much.
No. Not really.
I just play it instead of writing here because I'm vegging out.
...and that's just plain nice to do.
So here I am playing my usual stuff to add to the massive amount of Neopoints I've accumulated in my Neo Bank and a song comes on by Nickelback called Photograph. Heard it? I love that song. I reminds me of back then:
Then ... when I had a boyfriend that wore dark glasses and had very long hair. He played in a band called the Cremators and I loved his family. He thought I ws a cool girl - I loved that.
Then ... when I was the only sober one at parties and people tripped out because I was this punk chick that didn't drink or get stoned (anymore). It probably bumbed them out because I didn't drive either.
Then ... when H.S. math was a major problem and the teachers (almost) all sucked and school was (mostly) crap - but I graduated anyway...without going to some continuation school like so many other people I knew.
Then ... seems not so long ago, and like the song, I can practically relive it just by thinking of stories and looking at pictures ( a sober mind goes far...)
Anyway, that's what this song makes me think about. Growing up in Orange County, California.
Here's to good memories et al, and keeping them forever.
Anyway, here are the lyrics...
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
This is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out
This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say
It’s time to say it
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say
It’s time to say it
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we’d know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
My husband's job allows for him to be a part of a gigantic network of uniformed and non-uniformed employees throughout the entire state. Most of those employees have or will be employed as a career for years and years and years, keeping in touch and running into those they've known or even just been aquainted with even after retirement. It doesn't stop there. The famlies of these employees, whether they work themselves or not, tend to know many employees and families as well.
My husband, Mike has transfered around the state enough to know various areas and people before ending up living here in the northern most part of California. Promoting again soon will most likely take him away from home for a while and inevitably will end up working with at least a small handful of people he has worked with before (or at least knows through another person).
The San Jose office is where Mike has spent the most time since we've been married. They were very family oriented in there, having not only an annual Christmas party for adults, but also one for the children. Along with their own squad cars, those in charge got together with other agencys and rounded up a firetruck, a ambulance and maybe a couple of cool tow trucks and even flew Santa in on a C.H.P. helicopter. Very exciting. It was pot luck and paid for by all of us chipping in (no pun intended) throughout the year.
One of those in charge of getting things together was a fellow Sergeant named Brian, who worked along side Mike until transfering elsewhere about a year before we left ourselves. Brian was always so funny and positive, getting along with everyone as far as I could tell. I had my own relations with him (be nice) with inside jokes, etc. In other words, I knew him personally - on my own. I could call him up and talk to his wife for a get together or a favor, that sort of thing...though I never did.
Though we haven't been in touch much over the last 3 years - just Christmas cards and the occasional e-mail. Anytime I hear the name Brian, he comes to mind before anyone else. We had fun times. I took for granted we'd all have our paths cross again someday sooner or later.
Today, Mike gave me a call from work with some sad news. Brian commited suicide last night.
I know no details. I'm just totally shocked. I can think of others that I wouldn't be as surprised, but HIM?! A million things run through my mind. A million cliches and quotes of living, loving, communicating while you can---
True. We never know.
So this day is for Brian, our friend. And as we joked anytime our paths would cross...
"You know? You're damn good lookin'!"
Bye good lookin' - I'll never forget you.
Okay, I know. One is supposed to be tagged in order to do this little ditty, but seeing it on blogs all over the place I snagged it from ramblings and rhetoric and stuck it on. Here it is!
Four jobs you've had in your life:
CHP dispatcher (911)
receptionist / customer service rep at a box manufacturer
food server / bar maid
Four movies you would watch over and over
Somewhere in Time
Life Is Beautiful
Shrek (both) (and I do, thanks to Gabe)
Pretty Woman....Sleepless In Seattle oh my too many to choose
Four places you have lived
Four TV shows you love to watch
Law & Order (all)
Four places you have been on vacation
New Orleans, L.A.
Oahu & Maui, Hawaii
Four websites you visit daily
The Animal Rescue Site (& the rest of 'em)
Go Fug Yourself
Four of your favorite foods
Seafood (grilled preferably)
Four places you would rather be right now
visiting with my sister
getting a massage
.................... I'm pretty happy here at home.
Four bloggers you are tagging
my big son
Too often, we lose sight of life's simple pleasures.......
Remember, when someone annoys you,
It takes 42 muscles in your face to frown
BUT, it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and smack the dumbass upside the head.