where to start... needless to say, we both have been so busy. I worked almost everyday in the month of October.. I am really worn out, Robert and I had a totally do NOTHING weekend.. ok ok... well almost.. Robert was called out for 4 hours... the call was a bomb going off in a car... when the call came in it was a fire... the fire department showed up people all around said the sound was so loud people came out from several stores.. they said something blew then a window blew out.. then another large whoosh....another one went off.. but this one was was not loud. They looked around and saw something long with a wire hanging out of it.. and they called the bomb squad. We had to have one flown in.. tied up peoples businesses and cars for several hours. long story short... some battery pack in the car blew up... some tourist said there is a dog in the car... the poor thing was hiding in the back seat on the floor.. it was van. I am so thankful it was not worse... and that the people were out of the car when it happened.. they had a baby in the car and they had barely been out of the car when this happened.
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So that was when we decided since it messed up our plans for the day we decided we would stay home.
Today we finally got our Halloween blowups out.. better late than never. Robert loves it.. it is a little harder for me to get into it because we don't have any babies near to see them. But once we did it.. I loved them as usual.
Robert went home to the Tri-Cities for a friends retired celebration from the Kennewick PD. I didn't get to go because I was contracted for a event... dang it. I have tried and tried to get some help for times like this.. everyone wants to work.. but when it comes down to it they are busy.. or they want medical benefits.. hello this is a small coffee cart... on the other end.. I have had three people tell me they would buy the coffee cart if I wanted to let it go.
We have worked the coffee cart so much this month.. Robert helped me out several times.. Phyllis came and helped me also. I did get a new price list/sign made... very happy for being the first time I designed one.
Robert has been working almost every night on the Rotary Auction, he had firearms training in the pouring rain.
Tonight was so cute... Corbin called me on the phone and was telling me all about his shopping trip he was on. It was too cute, just talked and talked.
When Robert was on the Bomb call.. I walked down and took pictures.. and Bug and I went shopping.. we bought him two little outfits.. the plain but very cute one was from a new doggie store in town.. the second one was from a craft fair I went by.
We are going to the Rotary Auction and then we are going to Seattle to COFFEFEST... woohooo we are excited to go.
Our plans to go to California were changed so I guess we are going to have to find something else to do. We really need a real vacation so any ideas.
My grandson Andrew went to prom ... yikes he is too young no way. *grin*
I have finally been able to start a quilting class again after wow.. I think years. I am really enjoying it, the teacher picked the colors.. it will be nice for this time of year... I will have to keep it since it is my first one. I will probably put it on the back of the couch.
Well Blogger is being naughty tonight.. it would not let me put my pictures where I wanted so I just added another slide show.
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October 28, 2007
October 25, 2007
I'm proud to be an American..
GOD BLESS THE USA.... I am a proud mother of a FIREMAN
A friend of mine sent this to me this morning.. I had to post it. Thank you Judy.
October 08, 2007
Beautiful...
I wish you could have been here to see this... it was about midnight and I was looking outside and this is what it looked like over the ocean.. I wish I knew more about my camera so I could have gotten a better picture.
October 07, 2007
October 06, 2007
My sister sent this to me today...
I thought it was pretty cute... all tho some of it was before my time.. *grin*
I do love most of our advances we have now.. but some of this is sadly true today. ie: We sue everyone for anything... and we aren't responsible for our own lives. How can we have a functional family when all we hear is how dysfunctional we are.
Black and White
(Under age 40? You won't understand.)
You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,
"Good Night, David. Good Night, Chet."
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE.. an d risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have
happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option.. even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have e had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station,Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did)and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop , just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that? We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?
LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T- SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT F OR ANYTHING
Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best.
Have a great restful weekend.
I do love most of our advances we have now.. but some of this is sadly true today. ie: We sue everyone for anything... and we aren't responsible for our own lives. How can we have a functional family when all we hear is how dysfunctional we are.
Black and White
(Under age 40? You won't understand.)
You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,
"Good Night, David. Good Night, Chet."
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember getting e.coli
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE.. an d risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have
happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option.. even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have e had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station,Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did)and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop , just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that? We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?
LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T- SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT F OR ANYTHING
Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best.
Have a great restful weekend.
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