Friday, December 22, 2006

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year

Ricky & Breanna
Breanna Rick & Ricky

Well today is my last day at work until January 2nd ; so there probably will not be any new updates until the first of the year (unless my computer comes in before then) so I wanted to make sure that I wished all of you a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.

This year for me personally has been an odd year. Some highs and a lot of lows, but yet I still find myself thankful for everything and everyone that I have in my life. I find myself optimistic and looking forward to some changes personally and professionally. I have discovered over the years that the one thing that makes you grow as a person is change, and I welcome that. I pray that I stay in remission for this next year, and that my family and yours make it safely through this coming year.

I thank God for my family and friends that have stood by me and encouraged me (and worried about me). I truly know how very lucky I am for that. I pray that I learn new lessons this coming year to make myself a better wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, and just all around a better person.

I look forward to slowing down this next year, and taking better care of my family, and myself so that we can have many more years together, and that we can truly take the time to appreciate all that God has so freely given to us.

I pray that my husband finds it in his heart to forgive his grandmother, and move past the horrible things that happened between them when his mother died. I hope that they are able to find peace with it.

I hope that I am able to be a better friend, sister, daughter, wife, and mother; and truly listen when people find the need to confide in me, and that I am granted the wisdom to help them when they need me.

My goal for this next year is to get out from in front of that stupid T.V. and actually live my life. That my family and I do what is necessary to get healthy, and active. That I lead as an example to my children as I start to volunteer (either for the Leukemia Society, American Cancer Society, or the Little Red Door) I’m not sure which one yet. I pray that my children learn the importance of taking care of other people, and not just thinking about themselves all of the time; because we would not have made it through this last year without the help of others. I want to make sure that they know the importance of paying it forward.

I pray this next year that I become a better Christian, and get my family & myself to church more often. That I find myself more receptive to God’s word, and not take it as a personal attack on the way that I live my life. (Like I said earlier, I need to grow more as a person; and as a Christian)

All in all I look forward to growth as a person, and a Christian. I look forward to making memories with my family. Loving and being loved. I'm looking forward to a wonderful year.

Merry Christmas…

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Ready or Not!!!

I have four children so it should come as no surprise when I say that my house is rarely quiet… EVER!! Last night we sent Breanna to bed, Courtney was in her room, and Khrystyne was hanging out with us in the living room. Little Ricky was running all over the house, upstairs, downstairs it didn’t matter he was just trying to keep himself occupied. Then the house fell silent… I sat there and listened for a few minutes, and decided to go check it out for myself. I’ve learned that if your kids get quiet you’d better go investigate, or you might be cleaning permanent marker off of your T.V., a whole roll of toilet paper out of your commode, or trying to eject a peanut butter and jelly sandwich from your VCR (and yes that really did happen to us). I went to his bedroom he wasn’t there; checked in my bedroom, Courtney’s room, both bathrooms I started to get frantic calling out his name, NOTHING! I yelled downstairs to Rick and the girls to help me find him, and I went back into his room to look in his closet. Courtney calls out, "I found him." I went to Khrystyne’s room and this is what we saw:

I woke him up this morning to ask him why he decided to fall asleep under Khrystyne's bed he said, “I closed my eyes for a second.” I said, “Well why were you under her bed in the first place?” He goes, “I was waiting for her to come up here.” He was going to grab her leg from underneath her bed, to try to scare her. Does that sound like a little brother to you or what?

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Holiday fun!

Ange brought the kids by to exchange Christmas gifts last night. Shelby was dressed up like Santa; isn't she cute?
A close up of the cutie pie!
The kids opening up thier gifts.
Courtney and Angel; best buddies.
Courtney and Angel from a couple of weeks ago; they were trying to be silly by putting lipstick on thier noses but they forgot that it was the 12 hour lipstick. It did not come off so easily!!!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Name Change: to One Mother with Cancer

I set up this blog under Spanky Myass; one day a friend and I played around with some words and on a dare I used that name. For the past few weeks (maybe even months) it has started to bother me on a personal level. So I changed the name of this blog to what it really is; One Mother with Cancer. I hope this didn't cause too much confusion for you; and thanks for reading.

Everything looks good.

Well I went to the doctor’s yesterday for my cancer check-up and my blood work looks great. Although the (new) nurse blew out my vein; it is three different shades of purple today. I think everyone had an appointment yesterday I had to go to two different parking garages to find a place to park. So I was running a little short on time and I was trying to hurry up to the office, but on my way I saw some art work on the far right hand wall of course I didn’t have time to stop right then but I made it a point to go check it out after my appointment.

There were about eight framed art pieces; they all looked like they had some similarities to them. While I was looking at each piece and reading the captions a woman came up next to me and asked me what I thought about the artwork. I told her that it looked as if the same person drew all of the pictures. She said, “She did” and pointed to a picture next to the wall. (I kept looking at her and the picture to see if she was the artist, she was not, but she did look familiar) Along with the picture was some information on the artist, she also had Leukemia and actually had to have a bone marrow transplant. The woman that I was speaking with was a nurse at 5 North at I.U. Medical, the reason she looked so familiar was because she was one of my nurses when I was in the hospital. She asked me if I had to have a bone marrow transplant, and I told her no but I came real close. After my last hospital stay I received a phone call from my insurance company wanting to know if they had a date scheduled for my bone marrow transplant. I called my nurse thinking why haven’t they told me about this. She said, “No you’re not scheduled for a transplant, but you came real close!” So for everyone who prayed for me and my family this past year thank you very much, I know it helped. Anyways back to the story, every stage of treatment was shown in those drawings, and it just took me back. One picture was of a bald woman laying on a bed with a bag of chemo attached to her chest and the caption read, “Learning to accept poison as a gift” I was almost in tears. I had my camera with me and it never occurred to take a picture of the display. I’m on vacation next week, so I’m going to make Rick take me up there so I can get some pictures of the display. Those pictures really touched me deeply.

I was talking to my boss at work this morning, and he said that a woman at their church has just been diagnosed with breast cancer, and they believe that it has spread to her liver as well. I didn’t want to tell him that that is not a very good sign at all, but I didn’t. When Judy’s cancer spread to her liver she was dead in about a month, but every person is different so please pray for this family, prayer can make miracles happen, I’m here because of it. This family from his church has 10 children the youngest is around 15-16. They are missionaries, not full time but anywhere from six weeks to six months out of a year. The father is a doctor and provides services to poor families through their work.

Monday, December 18, 2006

Weekend update.

This weekend was pretty full. We took the younger two children downtown to see the circle of lights. We saw this wonderful Santa on a motorcycle. (How fun!) We took them to Circle Center Mall and had dinner, but before we could do anything else Khrys called from work they were sending her home early because they weren’t busy so we had to cut our time short. Oh well we can always go back.

I cooked all day long yesterday. Rick knew that I was going to be making candy and cookies all day but yet he still requested breakfast, and of course I couldn’t be something simple. They wanted biscuits and sausage gravy, bacon, eggs, and potatoes. After that I got started on my holiday baking. I made fudge, a double batch of peanut butter fudge, divinity, buckeyes, Mexican wedding cakes, chocolate covered pretzels, and a triple batch of snicker doodles. (Do you know how much sugar all of this stuff calls for????) Any ways I still have some dough left to make snicker doodles but other than that I got everything finished yesterday. I was ready to sack out after all of that, but then Survivor came on, I was rooting for Ozzy, but Yul ended up winning it. (Like a lawyer needs to win money???)

My best friend just called me; her daughter is in some really hot water. I won’t go into all of the specifics but let me give you a bit of advice. If your child has a My Space page make sure you let them know that they are NEVER to give out their passwords to their friends (or supposed friends) because you never know what they may go in there and post on your page. Plus if they change the password, and claim that they can’t remember what it is you have to go through a long process to get that stuff offline!!! Just a little warning, but trust me it is a good piece of advice.

I never did make it up to the hospital to see my cousins new baby; they let her go home in less than 24 hours!! My mother sent me a picture but it didn’t turn out very well so I’ll have to get a better one.

I’m getting ready to go to the doctors for my bi monthly check up for my Leukemia. Wish me luck!!

Friday, December 15, 2006

Babies, Babies, Babies...


Well my mother just called me and my cousin just had (yet another) baby. So that will officially bring our total to 24 for Christmas Eve. She had another little girl, so two girls and one boy. This will be her last child though; she is in her early twenties with three children her first one being born when she was just 15 years old. She is still with the same guy that she was with when she was 14 years old; it works for them I guess. My 13 year old goes through boyfriends so fast I can’t even keep up. One day it’s this guy, next week it’s that guy. Which is just fine with me; it just means that they don’t have time to get serious.

Ange had just called me (right before my mother did) and her husband’s oldest son and his girlfriend had another baby last week; a little boy named Nathaniel. I told Ange I really like that name, they could call him Nate. She said yeah that’s what I said. But the girlfriend replied I don’t want him called that! She is such a snoot. Oh well Nate it is…

I went out to try to do some more shopping today at lunch, and to be honest I’m just not in the mood. This month started out very well, but the closer Christmas comes the more that I find myself dreading it. Hopefully next year will be better. (I’m not so sure though) I think that we will make it a point to decorate Judy’s grave on Christmas as a family… My husband is Polish and one of their traditions is to set a place at the table for the person who has just departed, I think that we are definitely going to do that. It already fells like something is missing anyways. It’s going to be a tough one. She was only 52 years old. To me that just don’t seem very old; she definitely wasn’t ready to call it quits she fought to the very end, but cancer is such a Beast. It just doesn’t seem fair. Sometimes I wonder if my cancer will come back again and again like hers did. It’s a scary thought. So I try not to dwell on it, (but it’s hard not to)… Not only all of that but she also died on my best friends birthday, so that’s kind of tough as well.

I’ll try to make it up to the hospital this weekend and get some pictures of my cousins baby (she does have cute babies) and get them posted next week. I also get the privilege of watching baby Shelby tonight!!! Yea! I can’t wait (although she is like her mother, and she knows what she wants even if you don’t!) So that makes for a sometimes fussy baby. But who cares, I can get my baby fix in and then I can send her home with her parents. (Which is even better than having them yourself)

Have a great weekend.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Is everyone downsizing?

Well we have some nice things going on at work lately. They are getting ready to change the whole structure of our company as of the 1st of January. We are being told not to worry, but I went ahead and updated my resume just incase. What a nice Christmas gift!!

Last night my husband came home and told me that they are having a meeting at his work today, and they might be doing away with his location altogether. So the hits just keep on coming!!

Last night I had a crazy dream about work; so it is stressing me out too much already. It kept waking me up all hours of the night; I would fall back asleep and dream the same damn dream all over again. (I hate that!) Needless to say I'm tired as all get out today. The drive home will be interesting.

Hopefully this time next month we will both still have a job. The last time I looked for a job it took me 6 weeks before I found something, and that was just it SOMETHING!! I didn't stay there for long that's for sure.

The closer it gets to Christmas the more everyone has been thinking about Judy; last night Breanna came downstairs with a drawing of Judy (as an Angel) and our dog that died a few years back (Effie) and both of them had tears coming down because they missed us. Rick wanted to see and of course he started crying.

I called the funeral home last night to see when they would have Judy's headstone placed, and they had already placed it two days before. We were hoping that it would be there by Christmas.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

T.V. Anyone

After posting yesterday while still here at work my mother called screaming into the phone,

“I was in the kitchen just getting started on making dinner; I didn’t know what they were doing in there.”

(Screaming in the background from both of my youngest children.)

Me: What happened?

Mom: I was in the kitchen…

Me: What, What, What!

Mom: The dresser fell over on top of Ricky!

Me: I’m leaving right now!

I go pick up my purse and my keys, run back to the manager’s office told him what happened and left.

I called her in the car on the way.

Me: Are they OK?

Everything is quite in the background

Mom: Yeah, their fine.

Me thinking to myself I’m going to kill her. She has a tendency of over exaggerating...

Me: What happened?

Mom: Well I just started making dinner (I think I already know this part!!) and they were in my bedroom watching cartoons. (Ricky decided that he wanted to watch Animal Planet and so he climbed up the knobs on the dresser and it and the T.V. fell over on not only him but Breanna as well.) When I ran in there they were both pinned down on the bed and they were both holding up the T.V. (which is not a little T.V. by the way) I pushed up the T.V. and the dresser so they could get out. Ricky’s legs were pinned down under the dresser and Breanna has a bump on her head from where the T.V. hit her.

Me: Does she need to go to the hospital?

Mom: I don’t know, but Ricky is fine he is walking around eating gummy worms.

So I go to her house to pick the kids up, and Breanna still has a good sized knot on her head this morning, but they’ll be fine.

Sometimes I just want to scream… I wish that we could live off of one income so that I could stay home with the kids. Rick and I have discussed selling our house and moving into an apartment so that I could do just that, but I promised Khrystyne that we would not move again until she graduated from high school. (She was an Army brat, and had to change schools almost every year until Jr. High)

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Just another rainy day in Indiana

This is what it looks like outside!

I was getting ready to leave for work this morning; I opened the door and it was raining. It’s 2:00 in the afternoon and it is still raining… Blah!!!

Khrystyne had fun at her job this weekend, she is still so excited. (I guess that will fade the same way that she used to beg me to let her do the dishes, now I have to constantly stay on her and Courtney just to get them done.) Which by the way my husband and I cleaned the kitchen last night (after Courtney supposedly did), and we were in there a good hour scrubbing down counters, cleaning the stove etc… All I can say is I can’t wait to see what their place looks like when they finally become of age and move out. They clean the surface, but you’d better not look behind the toaster. YUCK!!! That’s a teenager for you.

We are having a junk food Christmas treat day next Monday at work. (I’ll only be here until 1pm because I have a check-up with my cancer doctor that day) But I can’t wait to see what everyone brings in. (I’m so bad!) My husband and I have decided to change the way we eat as of the first of the year. (BOO!) No really we need to, and we need to make sure that our kids know how to make the right choices. We both have family histories of heart disease, cancer, and diabetes, so if we change things now we won’t have to worry so much later.

Breanna is getting sick again, this morning her asthma was in full swing. I let her stay home today because she looked so pitiful, and she was crying. I feel so badly for her. A day like this is the main reason why I want to move away from Indiana; if she was in a warmer climate her asthma would not bother her as badly.

Ricky was extra cuddly last night which is always nice. He’s my youngest and before long he will not want anything to do with me. (But he’s still my baby) and spoiled!!! I can’t even begin to tell you. He is a really good kid though, I wish all of my kids would have been this easy. (Knock on wood)

Friday, December 08, 2006


I had to go a round with Khrystyne’s school to get her a work permit, but mission accomplished. Khrystyne was diagnosed with a learning disability when she was three years old. She was in physical, occupational, and speech therapy for three years before she even started school, and has always struggled with her studies. I don’t feel that is her fault and that she should be punished because of a learning disability and not be allowed to experience the same things that other teenagers get to experience. So I was ready to take her school on if necessary, but after speaking with me, the Dean issued Khrystyne a work permit. So last night after work I had to take her shopping to get Khaki pants, and she will start her job tonight.

Now going back some, when Khrystyne was three years old she was diagnosed with Post-traumatic Stress Disorder. I was going through a divorce from her father at that time, and she just stopped speaking, so of course I was very concerned for her and took her to the doctor right away. Well they ran a whole battery of tests on her, and even did a MRI, and they came to the conclusion that PTSD was what make her stop talking.

I was with her dad for two years before Khrystyne was born, one month later we got married, and two weeks after that he started hitting me. It only progressed from there to the point he beat me unconscious twice (once in front of his own mother, and both times in front of Khrystyne) but I stuck it out until Khrys was 3 and Courtney was 5 months old because I was raised in church and was brought up that no matter what divorce was against the Bible, and you need to work things out and stay together for your children’s sake.

Well I am here to tell you right now that is a big crock of shit!!!

Now let me state one more time I was with her father for over two years before he ever struck me. Why he just decided to start smacking me around all of the sudden is beyond me, but he did. I always said to myself, “As long as he doesn’t hit my kids, I can take it and they will be alright.”

Well I’m here to tell you they will not be alright, because of all of the abuse that she was witnessed to; her whole life has been a struggle, and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t blame myself for that. After the second time he beat me unconscious I left him, only to go back to him several months later with the understanding that he would never hit me again or I would leave and never look back.

Shortly after getting back together we moved to New York (he was in the military) we lived there about 2 ½ months when we were sitting in the living room one evening watching T.V. when all of the sudden he jumped up running across the room yelling, I looked up in horror only to see him hit my 3 yr old daughter (like he would hit me) all because she brought ONE toy into the living room. I was shocked, and I went to pick her up yelling at him, “What did you do that for?” his response was, “She has a room let her play with her things in there, I don’t want that shit all over my house.” To which I replied, “You don’t even clean up this house I DO, if you ever put your hands on her again I’ll cut your f*$King throat where you sleep!” I calmed her down and put her to bed (out of fear that he might try that again) and we of course had many other choice words that night.

Well three days later same set up we were sitting on the couch and he took off running and that son of a bitch did it again, but this time he hit her so hard that her feet came up off of the floor and she went flying through the air into a wall and then fell and hit her head on the hardwood floors. (Shortly after this is when she stopped speaking.) I was stunned; I could not believe what I had just seen! I remember sitting on my hands because I was so angry, and just shaking all over. He strolled through the house towards me with a stupid look on his face like, “Now what Bi**h, what do you think you are going to do about it?” and that idiot sat down right next to me. To this day I swear I cannot remember what happened it’s like I blacked out, I remember running towards Khrystyne and picking her up, I remember running out the door with her in my arms crying like I was the one that he had hit, but I can’t remember anything before that, all I know is that when we were running out of the house I caught a glimpse of red everywhere, and to this day I don’t remember hitting him, but I did; I broke his nose.

I grabbed her stroller from outside of the house and walked almost a mile to a pay phone, and I told my family what had happened and that we needed a place to stay, by the time I got home I knew that there was no turning back, no second chances this thing was done, and God would just have to forgive me of my sin, because I couldn’t stay here.

When we walked in the house he was all up in my face calling me every name in the book saying, “You’re lucky you left when you did, you f*#cking Bi*%h, I just finished basic training and my first instinct was to kill you!” I just walked past him, and I put Khrystyne in her room and I told her to stay in her room until I came to get her and I closed the door. I turned around and said, “If you think you’ve got what it takes Mother F&%ker, bring it on!” he never moved a muscle, actually he looked like he was about to wet his pants and cry all at the same time. I told him that I was leaving him and taking the kids with me, and if he had a problem with that, it was too damn bad. I was standing in the door way of the kitchen and he knew if he had moved a muscle that I was going to turn around and grab those knives and cut his ass up. If he would have moved that night I would have killed him.

He just said, “OK, I’ll give you the money to get home, but I don’t want you here for Christmas, if you are going to leave and take the kids, I want you to leave before Christmas gets here, it’ll be too hard knowing that they are leaving.” So I called Greyhound and made some reservations and we left and never went back. He gave us $400.00 (for tickets and all) I packed one suitcase for the three of us he drove us to the bus station and waited with us until we boarded our bus; he was standing there watching us drive away. It was a little sad, because he was my first love and my children’s father, but I couldn’t stay. I couldn’t do that to my children.

We rode the bus for 19 hours, I held Courtney the whole way. My mother came to the bus station to pick us up and take us to her house for dinner before we went to stay with my sister. I bent over to change Courtney’s diaper and my back went out from the stress of holding her for so long. But it was worth it.

One year later I was standing on the steps of the courthouse after signing my divorce papers crying, it still hurt but I know in my heart that I did the right thing. I just wished that I had done it sooner and spared Khrystyne a life of hardships because of what she had to endure.

The 19th of this month will be 13 years since we boarded that bus, and the last time my ex-husband ever saw my children.

Thank God for a wonderful step-father, who stepped right in without missing a beat and has loved and cared for my oldest two children like they were his own without hesitation, and with no regrets.

So for any woman out there who thinks as long as he is not hitting my child he’s not hurting them. YOU’RE WRONG… He’s hurting them far more than you’ll ever know.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Sunny Days

Well I saw something yesterday that I had not seen in quite sometime; it brought a smile to my face because the encounters are so few and far between… The sun was out yesterday, and not a cloud in the sky. Truly it has been six weeks since we haven’t had a dreary gray day here in Indiana. Every year they put out a top 10 list for most depressed states and Indiana is always in the top ten, we also make it onto the top 10 list for Obesity as well. (I wonder why?) I literally had to hunt for my sunglasses so that I could drive home yesterday. It was still cold outside but who cares it was sunny.

I took Ricky out to lunch yesterday afternoon, and then we dropped by Rick’s work to bring him some lunch. He was sooo dirty, he’s a diesel mechanic so that’s just par for the course, but man he was dirty. I’m glad he takes a shower before coming home. After that we went over to Ange’s house to visit with her and the baby, and then we headed home. I guess I wore the little guy out because he was asleep before we made it to the interstate.

The girls came home form school, and I took Khrystyne up to a local pizza place for her very 1st interview, and may I say she is her mother’s daughter 1st interview ever and she gets hired. She starts her new job this Friday. She is so excited… As am I, because now all of the, “Mom, I need $20, I need $10, I need $45!” mom can say, “You have a job, pay for it yourself.” I initially didn’t realize that her newfound freedom would result in a (little) financial freedom for myself… YEAH!!

So here’s to Sunny Days and children taking their first steps towards becoming adults!!!

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

It's off to work I go!

Today I brought Ricky to work with me, it’s been an adventure so far but it’s been fun having him here. I only have to work ½ day today, because I have to work Saturday.

My step-dad’s brother passed away last week so he and my mother went to Kentucky for the funeral, and they got back late last night. His brother was 33 years old; he died of a brain aneurysm he wasn’t even sick. They had him on life support for a few days; they wanted to make sure that he was brain dead before taking him off of life support. I wasn’t sure they would be back from the funeral in time to watch Ricky today so I just made plans to bring him with me today.

He is playing with my Nextel calling Shirley; he doesn’t understand that he has to hold the button down while talking. But it’s sooo cute.

Well it’s taken me about an hour to type this up so I’d better go for now.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Weekend Photos

Shelby's first photo with Santa

Khrystyne and our worthless ass dog!!

Two Crazy Girls!!

Odds N Ends

You are supposed to bold all the things that you've done...

(In my opinion #68 is impossible.)

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula and then realized what it was and dropped it.
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said "I Love you" and meant it
09. Hugged a tree

10. Built your own PC from parts
11. Hit a home run
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a huge sports game
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby's diaper
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger And didn't show up.
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Visited Paris
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs
57. Pretended to be a superhero
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day
60. Played touch football
61. Gotten married
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gone scuba diving
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an "expert"
83. Got flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house
91. Been in a combat zone
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised child(ren)
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Had Cancer
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived
105. Wrote articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone's heart
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Had a snake as a pet
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Broken a bone
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes
134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey
135. Selected one 'important' author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Bungee jumped
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone's life

Friday, December 01, 2006

I give up!

I’m guilty once again of reading everybody else’s blogs and neglecting my own. Some days I barley have time at work to do everything. I think I have finally relented to the fact that I have to get a home computer. I’ve been holding off all of these years because I don’t want my children contacted by some perv out there. Rick and I have discussed it and we are going to keep the computer downstairs where we can check up on what the kids are doing. I finally let the girls get a my space with the exception that they don’t give out their personal information, and they had to accept my mother as a friend so she can keep an eye on what they are putting out there. We’ve already had to make Courtney take off a couple of posts, but so far so good. They are only allowed to accept friends from school; if I can’t meet them they can’t add them. I know I’m a killjoy, but my 13 year old is not walking the halls of her school pregnant like some girls at her school are. Supervision people, that’s all I have to say.

The weather here is starting to turn NASTY!! We are supposed to get snow during rush hour this afternoon. YUCK!! I love a really good snow fall, but after we take the kids sledding, and have a snowball fight, it could just go away and not come back until next year for all I care. *Wishful Thinking* The winds knocked out my mothers power for about 2 hrs. she called me and said that after the lights went out she opened the front door to have a look and little Ricky was standing next to her and he said, “Is that a tormado, Grandma?” She said, “No that’s not a tormado.” Then they went inside and did some crafts. But seriously the wind is so strong my van was rocking from side to side, it looked like it was going to flip over. I’ll be glad when this weather system passes.

We live in a small town just outside of Indianapolis, and this weekend our community is having a Christmas festival. So I am taking the kids down tomorrow, they are going to have breakfast with Santa, a parade, and vendor booths set up all the way down the main street. It should be fun. If I remember, I’ll try to take some pictures to share next week.

I fell like a little kid anxious with excitement just waiting for Christmas. I really missed out on a lot of things last year, and I definitely want to make up for it now. Little Ricky and Breanna are still young enough where waiting is just driving them crazy. We got Ricky Monster Truck tickets to put in his stocking, and lucky for me Rick insisted that I go this year. (BOO) It’s so loud, and it’s held indoors so the fumes are horrendous, but I guess for the baby I’ll go. Khrys and Court don’t want to go, so we are just taking Ricky, Breanna, Rick, myself, and Uncle Charlie. Ricky is dying for him to come with us, so I bought him a ticket as well.

I’ve been thinking about Judy a lot lately, every time the phone rings I think it’s her… I miss her. Tears are welling up in my eyes right now just thinking about her. I know that she was my mother-in-law, but really she was so much more than that to me. She was my friend, and I loved her.