Monday, February 27, 2006

Good things come....

Yesterday I went to Safeway to get my groceries for the week. The temperature, with windchill -28, so I opted for parcel pick-up. Upon returning home and opening the truck I noticed the carb-fest going on in my trunk. There was Dorito's, Ichiban, pop, pasta galore.... I was given the wrong groceries. I also happened to look upon a bag full of new clothes....Hmmmmm.... new clothes would be nice.
I called Safeway to let them know about their mistake. I was informed the lady with my groceries was there waiting and hoping hers would be returned. So upon driving back to the store, did I mention it was -28... anyway once groceries were traded and all the thanks given I received a $25 gift card.. WHOA HOO!!!!
I think I hear a juicy salmon calling my name......

Monday, February 20, 2006

True Survivors

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank koolade made with sugar, but we weren't 't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING ! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down>the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or>CD 's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.They actually sided with the law!"
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! If YOU are one of them . . CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good . And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it
~unknown~

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Spring has Sprung....Change has come.

Can you sense it? If you can't imagine you can. That's what I am doing. I was upstairs basking in the sun like a lazy cat when the feeling came upon me. You know the feeling when you become upbeat, looking forward to all that you will do once the weather lets up. So today Spring has sprung for me. And since it's a time of change, so changes my blog format as you can tell.
It's lighter, brighter and airy, just like Spring.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Like A Dog Returning To It's VOMIT!!

Dysfunctional (dis-fungk'shen-al) Deterioration of the natural action.

Last night we had drama! Without fail we are privy to the F-bomb being dropped with every other word, and funny yet abusive name calling. No I am no talking about a Wil Smith movie, these culprits share a wall with us. I am talking about our neighbor's.
This is a once a week occurrence, usually a Friday night, that the drama ensues. Usually my hubby and I rush to place our ears against the walls to see what outrageous things they will say to one another. But last night things became physical.
So being the concerned and completely ticked off neighbor's that we are we called the police. They took their sweet time getting here, of course. Five minutes later they were gone, and it's been silent since.

These two are like a bunch of caged animals. They say the most hurtful, outrageous thing to one another. I will quote a few just for your entertainment.
" I hope you have a slow and painful death."
" Your hair is greasy and you never shower."
" You're nothing to me you F*&!%# no good son of a B*#@*!"
" You're fat and lazy, you abuse your kids."
Then the old hound dog (that's what we call him) leaves, only to return within an hour for round two!! Like a dog returning to it's vomit. It keeps life interesting....Sometimes.

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