Danielle, played like a rock star tonight. She defended girls 5 to 6 inches taller than her, dished passes left and right, took quite a few spills....basically kicked ass!! She played half of the second quarter and all of the second half of her basketball game vs Kings Academy. Their average height was 5'8"...oh my goodness. The small but might Bruins held their own, but if it weren't for the crappy ref calling, they could have pulled one out. Instead they lost by 7 points (45-52). Oh what a game....pooped from the excitement and so darn proud of my 5 foot 3 Rock Star.
I'll be going to sleep with a big proud parent grin. :)
Over and Out~
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Ex, Secks and the Flower
A teaser in the title as to the details of the conversations last night, and let me just say....Wild! Cruise talk, booze talk, boob talk, lewd talk, you name it.....oh ya, and let's not forget the popping boil. Eewwwwwwww! Well, it all boils (ha ha-no pun intended) down to titillating conversation, comfy clothes, a good bottle of wine or two or three, and great grub. That's what it is all about; a room filled with ease, and the chance to say, life sucks, but we are all here to support, listen, yell, cry, and laugh. Issues? Who needs tissues when you have a bling-a-rama of gal pals who listen intently. Nope, no judging, because none of us are perfect 10's, but wherever we fall on the scale, we are the best we can be. Always room for improvement, but hey...who gives a bleep. We are Awesome!
Well, I won't go into too much detail about the z-rated conversations (btw-I did try skiing in my youth :), and wanted to say....thanks to you all......thanks to Nicoli for being the hostess with the mostest, thank you for the big grin on David's face when I told him he would have loved to be a fly on the wall and his response was, "I guess if you have a penis, you couldn't be there".
Until next time....Over and Out~
Well, I won't go into too much detail about the z-rated conversations (btw-I did try skiing in my youth :), and wanted to say....thanks to you all......thanks to Nicoli for being the hostess with the mostest, thank you for the big grin on David's face when I told him he would have loved to be a fly on the wall and his response was, "I guess if you have a penis, you couldn't be there".
Until next time....Over and Out~
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sitting here naked....
I'm sitting here naked thinking about my month with the bling. I find this round piece of jewelry a catalyst to have anyone open their imaginations, conquer their fears, enjoy any adventure and make everyday special.
I'm not sure it is the sole purpose of the bling, but she is sure does help get the juices flowing.....
Here is a recap of my month:
I'm not sure it is the sole purpose of the bling, but she is sure does help get the juices flowing.....
Here is a recap of my month:
- April Bling send off at Nikki's--what a blast!
- Rescue Me and a very fun new toy
- Work: sending out letters of invitation to 11 people who were vying for my job, then a meet and greet to all of them as they walked pass my desk to their interviews....2 very tough days
- Madre's day
- New Orleans! Me and the twenty somethings, St. Bernards Parish, "nothing but love", tattoo's, good music, good food and good drink
- memories of my madre's death (it gets easier)
- My Birthday (my coworkers decorated my cube and sang and took me out to lunch)
- My Birthday present from Dav---a matching tattoo
- Tahoe--Nephelle's and Jaime's in Sacramento (the best steak sandwich EVER!)
- Union President in training....more responsibilities, less help, more satisfaction
- The news of Curtis taking an interview in a different town
- SIS--SV Parks & Golf Top Chef Burger Cook Off
- Dinner with Jones (my ole chum from middle school)
- Susan Boyle
- Adam Lambert
- And, lots and lots of revelations
O&O
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Happy Birthday
Well, 45 came and 44 went. It was the first time in many years that coworkers did something nice for me. They decorated my cube with balloons, confetti, flowers and streamers. They sang happy birthday as soon as I walked into the office. What a surprise. They also took me to lunch...too much.
Saturday we took off to Tahoe to stay in the Marriott Timber Lodge. Danielle, Z, David and I drove up then met Cath and Scott. We stayed on a package with the caveat that we sit thru a 90 min. presentation. We ate some good grub, did a good hike, and then layed out by the pool. BTW the casinos stink. The table limits are too high and much too serious players. Not our cup of tea.
The bling and I had a very enjoyable, relaxing weekend.
Back to work, only 4 weeks left at the Corp Yard. I'm going to miss it. Then back to the golf course. I have mixed feelings but am looking forward to a little less stress and more take care of me time. Time to take off these stress lbs.
8 weeks til our Tri. Got to get serious. Got to lose a few so I'm not huffing and puffing.
The month is almost over, and I'm going to miss fingering the bling. I hope I have done her justice?
O&O
Saturday we took off to Tahoe to stay in the Marriott Timber Lodge. Danielle, Z, David and I drove up then met Cath and Scott. We stayed on a package with the caveat that we sit thru a 90 min. presentation. We ate some good grub, did a good hike, and then layed out by the pool. BTW the casinos stink. The table limits are too high and much too serious players. Not our cup of tea.
The bling and I had a very enjoyable, relaxing weekend.
Back to work, only 4 weeks left at the Corp Yard. I'm going to miss it. Then back to the golf course. I have mixed feelings but am looking forward to a little less stress and more take care of me time. Time to take off these stress lbs.
8 weeks til our Tri. Got to get serious. Got to lose a few so I'm not huffing and puffing.
The month is almost over, and I'm going to miss fingering the bling. I hope I have done her justice?
O&O
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Crazy Day
Lots going on, lots. The bling and I have had a busy day.
I took a call today from a Park Worker who was helping a man whose dog was just hit by a car. She and the man were hysterical, I felt like a 911 operator. On the phone with Animal Control and the Park Worker getting help and providing help. They got the dog to the vet, but the doggie didn't make it. It was 16 yrs old and had just gone thru chemo therapy. It was very sad.
Twice today, I've been called union chapter chair in training and Norma Rae. Yes, chair of our local chapter. It's exciting, but scary. I've been asked to be a delegate at the next union convention, on an optimal space study board, and the lead on renogotiations. Oh me, Oh my.
Getting ready for Idol and Chow Fun--Oh Yum
O&O
I took a call today from a Park Worker who was helping a man whose dog was just hit by a car. She and the man were hysterical, I felt like a 911 operator. On the phone with Animal Control and the Park Worker getting help and providing help. They got the dog to the vet, but the doggie didn't make it. It was 16 yrs old and had just gone thru chemo therapy. It was very sad.
Twice today, I've been called union chapter chair in training and Norma Rae. Yes, chair of our local chapter. It's exciting, but scary. I've been asked to be a delegate at the next union convention, on an optimal space study board, and the lead on renogotiations. Oh me, Oh my.
Getting ready for Idol and Chow Fun--Oh Yum
O&O
Monday, May 18, 2009
NOLA part deux
NOLA--what a magical place, what a resilient place...the people are amazing.
We ventured down to the Garden District for lunch at a place call Jacqaue Imo's. We borrowed my uncle's little yellow car and headed on down but with my luck we couldn't find it. Starving, we headed back to the quarter, I dropped Judy off at the Central Grocery store for a muffalata and I headed to Coop's for the best and yes I mean the best fried chicken, jumbalaya and a strawberry Abita. mmmm good.
We then rested a bit and drove out the St. Bernard's Parrish to help volunteer in a Pep Rally celebrating the good and the progress of this 550 sq. mile community. The theater was packed with citizens, cheer leaders, dignitaries and a couple of CA girls. We helped hand out t shirts, stickers and car magnets. The stories continued to amaze me. Before we left the theater Judy turned to me and said all of these people lost their homes. Reality hit.
I met a small family of three who moved to Mississippi bought a house but wanted to move back to the place they called home. They missed the Parrish. They lost two homes, their residence and a rental. It took almost 4 years but they are finally moving back in a couple of weeks. Tragedy aside, they still have the problem of selling their Mississippi house. The part I was amazed at was they never took the smiles off of their faces.
I also met the Principal of the middle and high school, who only 4 months after the storm told the Federal Government that if they didn't put up the money to help rebuild the two schools that she would do it any way and send them a bill.
Good for her--a true hero.
Exhausted and inspired we headed back to the Parrish for some good food and good people watching. I had to have a shrimp Po Boy.
One more story for the day, Judy was being teased by a bouncer and she asked him what his Katrina story was. He had lived in the Parrish and to keep looters out he had a shot gun by his bed. One night he saw three men outside and they tried to loot the bouncers home, he shot at them and with tears in his eyes said he may have even killed one of them. He doesn't know for sure, but said he can't forget that night. He hadn't been back to the Parrish since then and when Judy told him of the progress, he was adminent that he would never go back, never. He just couldn't talk himself into it. He couldn't forget.
Another inspiring day in NOLA.
O&O
We ventured down to the Garden District for lunch at a place call Jacqaue Imo's. We borrowed my uncle's little yellow car and headed on down but with my luck we couldn't find it. Starving, we headed back to the quarter, I dropped Judy off at the Central Grocery store for a muffalata and I headed to Coop's for the best and yes I mean the best fried chicken, jumbalaya and a strawberry Abita. mmmm good.
We then rested a bit and drove out the St. Bernard's Parrish to help volunteer in a Pep Rally celebrating the good and the progress of this 550 sq. mile community. The theater was packed with citizens, cheer leaders, dignitaries and a couple of CA girls. We helped hand out t shirts, stickers and car magnets. The stories continued to amaze me. Before we left the theater Judy turned to me and said all of these people lost their homes. Reality hit.
I met a small family of three who moved to Mississippi bought a house but wanted to move back to the place they called home. They missed the Parrish. They lost two homes, their residence and a rental. It took almost 4 years but they are finally moving back in a couple of weeks. Tragedy aside, they still have the problem of selling their Mississippi house. The part I was amazed at was they never took the smiles off of their faces.
I also met the Principal of the middle and high school, who only 4 months after the storm told the Federal Government that if they didn't put up the money to help rebuild the two schools that she would do it any way and send them a bill.
Good for her--a true hero.
Exhausted and inspired we headed back to the Parrish for some good food and good people watching. I had to have a shrimp Po Boy.
One more story for the day, Judy was being teased by a bouncer and she asked him what his Katrina story was. He had lived in the Parrish and to keep looters out he had a shot gun by his bed. One night he saw three men outside and they tried to loot the bouncers home, he shot at them and with tears in his eyes said he may have even killed one of them. He doesn't know for sure, but said he can't forget that night. He hadn't been back to the Parrish since then and when Judy told him of the progress, he was adminent that he would never go back, never. He just couldn't talk himself into it. He couldn't forget.
Another inspiring day in NOLA.
O&O
No Regrets
I'm going to take this opportunity to take a pause in my series of New Orleans experiences. I'm going to skip ahead to no regrets.
Near or on my 40th birthday I wanted to get a tattoo. A small one with some type of significant meaning. Now nearing my 45th birthday I wanted to let y'all know I did it when I was in New Orleans. I got a tattoo.
It has several meanings to me and it can mean whatever it wants to those who read it. It says "Just Breathe" on the underside of my left wrist.
Deep, long, short, cardio, mental, physical, you name it---take a breath and "Just Breathe".
No Regrets. Ever.
O&O
Near or on my 40th birthday I wanted to get a tattoo. A small one with some type of significant meaning. Now nearing my 45th birthday I wanted to let y'all know I did it when I was in New Orleans. I got a tattoo.
It has several meanings to me and it can mean whatever it wants to those who read it. It says "Just Breathe" on the underside of my left wrist.
Deep, long, short, cardio, mental, physical, you name it---take a breath and "Just Breathe".
No Regrets. Ever.
O&O
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