October, 2009
"Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life"
~Snow Patrol~ "Chasing Cars"
"The other sports are just sports. Baseball is a love. "
~Bryant Gumbel ~
"I was going to conquer the world,
but got distracted by something sparkly..."
~ Kim Miles ~ (lampwork bead artist)
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Thank you, Aunt Ginny!
Aunt Ginny died yesterday. She was 83 on October 2nd. She was the last living sibling of my mother - and always my favorite.
Ginny's persona was larger than life. My kids remember vacations at Ginny's with Muz - swimming at the Summit - rowing Ginny in a rowboat - Coke and a Milky Way for breakfast.
I remember the black patent leather tap shoes with the grossgrain bows that she sent me when I was at college. I wore them everywhere. They made a great clackety-clack noise on the hardwood floors in those old buildings. People either thought I was nuts or they wanted a pair.
Trips to Gabes for bargains for Rich and the kids. I bought Rich a grey wool pinstripe suit at Gabes for $35. It fit him like it was custom made for him. (My best bargain)
On the other side of the spectrum were the sweatpants with 3 legs. Okay... so you had to be careful, but the deals were great! (NOT my best bargain!)
Scott remembers going to Ginny's and locking the keys in the car. Ginny called AAA and had them unlock the door, but not before telling Scott to NOT say anything about whose car it was.
Ginny told me stories this past year - about my mother - about my grandfather. Turns out he was not a drunk. He was a gambler and gambled his family's life away. I'm not sure if that was better or worse, but it's always nice to know the truth.
Ginny told me that my mother adored her father (in spite of telling me that she hated him) and that she was without question - his favorite.
The last time I visited Ginny, I realized where I got my love of boxes, water color paintings, crystal candlesticks - and much more. She made an even bigger impact on my life than I had known before.
Ginny lived her life in service to her community and to God. She knew where she was going after this life. I know we'll meet again.
We'll miss you, Ginny - and we'll be gratefull for the part of you that lives in all of us.
Ginny's persona was larger than life. My kids remember vacations at Ginny's with Muz - swimming at the Summit - rowing Ginny in a rowboat - Coke and a Milky Way for breakfast.
I remember the black patent leather tap shoes with the grossgrain bows that she sent me when I was at college. I wore them everywhere. They made a great clackety-clack noise on the hardwood floors in those old buildings. People either thought I was nuts or they wanted a pair.
Trips to Gabes for bargains for Rich and the kids. I bought Rich a grey wool pinstripe suit at Gabes for $35. It fit him like it was custom made for him. (My best bargain)
On the other side of the spectrum were the sweatpants with 3 legs. Okay... so you had to be careful, but the deals were great! (NOT my best bargain!)
Scott remembers going to Ginny's and locking the keys in the car. Ginny called AAA and had them unlock the door, but not before telling Scott to NOT say anything about whose car it was.
Ginny told me stories this past year - about my mother - about my grandfather. Turns out he was not a drunk. He was a gambler and gambled his family's life away. I'm not sure if that was better or worse, but it's always nice to know the truth.
Ginny told me that my mother adored her father (in spite of telling me that she hated him) and that she was without question - his favorite.
The last time I visited Ginny, I realized where I got my love of boxes, water color paintings, crystal candlesticks - and much more. She made an even bigger impact on my life than I had known before.
Ginny lived her life in service to her community and to God. She knew where she was going after this life. I know we'll meet again.
We'll miss you, Ginny - and we'll be gratefull for the part of you that lives in all of us.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Invention of Lying
This movie made my day - maybe my week - or possibly my month. Michael and I laughed out loud.
What a concept! As Richard said, though - not only did everyone tell the truth. They said it with zero tact. Blunt truth - no sugar coating - nothing held back. Was part of the deal that they couldn't hold anything back? Pretty funny! I think that if we lived that way, we'd kill each other by the end of the first week. Or we'd live in a land of deeeeeep depression. OR, we'd develop VERY thick skins!
I though Ricky Gervais was hysterical! There is a scene in a bar that is one of the funniest things I've seen in a long time. I laughed so hard, I thought I might fall out of my seat. (okay... not quite, but I don't have to follow the rules in the movie)
You HAVE to go see this one! REALLY! GO!!!!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Happy Birthday, Crystal!
Happy birthday to Crystal!
Crystal has brought me SO much joy since I've known her. My only complaint about Crystal is that I don't get to see her nearly enough. :)
Every time I have a manicure I think of Crystal. My parents tried everything known to man to get me to quit biting my fingernails - nasty tasting stuff - socks on my hands - my dad even bought me a manicure set with all kinds of buffers and filers that you had to plug in. Nothing worked.
But when Scott and Crystal got married, Crystal asked me to get "something done" with my fingernails for her wedding. I had no idea what to do but she explained acrylics and that whole process to me and lo and behold, I had fingernails for Scott and Crystal's wedding. And I loved them! So now my fingernails are not long, but I have some - and they're pink today (thanks to Crystal).
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday dear Crystalllllll!
Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuu!
Crystal has brought me SO much joy since I've known her. My only complaint about Crystal is that I don't get to see her nearly enough. :)
Every time I have a manicure I think of Crystal. My parents tried everything known to man to get me to quit biting my fingernails - nasty tasting stuff - socks on my hands - my dad even bought me a manicure set with all kinds of buffers and filers that you had to plug in. Nothing worked.
But when Scott and Crystal got married, Crystal asked me to get "something done" with my fingernails for her wedding. I had no idea what to do but she explained acrylics and that whole process to me and lo and behold, I had fingernails for Scott and Crystal's wedding. And I loved them! So now my fingernails are not long, but I have some - and they're pink today (thanks to Crystal).
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday dear Crystalllllll!
Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuu!
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