My Birthday

Today marks my 48th anniversary of my 21st birthday. I had a wonderful day, it started off very early at the Dept of Motor Vehicles to register my birthday car, I love it, then it was off to the Car Dealership to order a key, then we headed out for breakfast, then some shopping, car wash, and then off to the movies, after the movies we indulged in Ice cream, yum, then headed home. It may not sound like a lot of fun to you, but to me it was wonderful because I got to send it with my better half of myself. I love my husband so very much and after over 51 years he still makes my heart go pitter patter and my chest feels like it wants to burst with all the love I have for him. So that is why this birthday is so wonderful.

Just random thoughts

It has been a rough week but we have made it through. I have come to terms with it and now I will move on.

We left Dayton NV on Wed to go to Sacramento to put Olivia on her flight home to Alaska, then we headed off to San Diego to see family and to celebrate my sister-in-law's 70th birthday. It took us 2 1/2 days because we took our time and stopped here and there and to reflect on events that happened this past week and to come to terms and move on.

We had a bbq Saturday and we had a wonerful time meeting up with family, enjoying life, and realize what a great husband and soulmate I have, wonderful grandchildren, and children. My thoughts are, be happy, love your family no matter what, and try never to say harsh words that can never be taken back.

drama of the worst kind

I sit here at 4 am because of the events of this past day, my heart is cracked all because of 3 selfish, self centered, ungrateful children that caused a riff in 3 families today. I hate texting, it causes so much hurt and damage. This time it is going to take a long time in healing.

The three children I am speaking of are my grandchildren, they came down to visit and have been here for 2 months, my great grandchild came too so there were 4. All had a bit in this play, but the 3 siblings were the ones who started this one. The one grandchild decided early on to stay at another Aunt's house, that was all good and fine, he needed to stay there to find out how a family truly works. During his stay there he had the opportunity to go to DisneyLand, he was told not to mention it to his sisters because it would cause hard feelings but to wait until he got home to Alaska, when it came time for him to return to where his sisters were staying at another Aunt's house, the first thing he did was rub it in his sisters faces and his cousin that he got to go to DisneyLand, his Aunt asked him why did he do that, when he was told he should not say anything until he went home? he said his Aunt said he could and gave a sly smile knowing he started problems, of course his other Aunt would not have told him to do this, she would not condone this behavior. I got very upset with him and told him as much and I told him that he lost all my respect for him and that I would not be able to trust him. Finish....so I thought. The next morning, my husband and myself went into town very early, all kids were sleeping when we left. I was in a good mood. When we returned home all heck broke out, Aunt of this house called me and asked if their mother (her sister) had text me wrote a very bad text using the f word in it. I check my phone and sure enough it was there, she accused me of calling her children mindless, which I never did, and just went off using the f word, which I detest. I thought it had to do with the business with my grandson causing hurt feelings with the siblings, but no, it had nothing to do with that, I still don't know all the facts. Backing up, when we got home from town and I was in a good mood, the kids were up, we had brought home a treat for them from the bakery, gave it to them, asked them to pick up the family room, get all their stuff out into the RV because we were leaving the next day to take them to the airport and to San Diego, then the oldest started in about mice stealing her finger polish, just her carring on upset me, I started to pull all the pillows off the couch, throw the trash they were suppose to have picked up and I tossed a water bottle that was not suppose to be on the couch, one of the girls walked into the bottle, I did not throw it at her and I was not picking on her, but apparentley she told her mother I was being mean to her, picking on her and threw the water bottle at her. then all the texting started with their mother accusings us all of stuff, involving her sister, then calling the other sister to have the kids go and stay over there, but I told her no, it would not be convenient for us to pick them up the next morning when we left for California, she called her sister anyway to have someone come out to pick them up, she (sister) text me and said her daughter, (my granddaughter) was coming to pick them up, I told her to tell her not too, the kids were not leaving here and that she should not get involved in this situation, I texted the granddaughter and told her not to bother coming the kids were not leaving here. She came anyway, I met her outside the front door, and told her the kids were not going with her and to go home, she told me "bullshit I am taking them" I told her no, they were not going, she raised her hand at me like she was going to hit me, shoved me, and said the F word to me and was inches from my face, I slapped her in the face, one she came at me, second she used the "F" word on me. Her grandfather came out of the house and told her to leave, I have never hit any of my grandchildren in that anger before, it has broken my heart. All of this because of 3 self centered, ungrateful, and mean spirited children and their mother dragging her sister into this mess, it could have been prevented by a phone call asking what was going on, but no she had to send out a nasty text. This has broken 3 families. Now the kids are over at the other Aunts house, their mother is adding extra expense to their return home to the tune of a thousand dollars, when we were taking them to SD to fly home in the morning. What a diaster, that all could have been prevented with a simple phone call. Now it will take a long time in healing, 3 families are adrift, and cracked hearts everywhere with flood of tears, and the 3 who started all of this will go their merry way without a thought to the damage they caused.

Forgetter Be Forgotten

My forgetter's getting better, but my rememberer is broke. To you that may seem funny but, to me, that is no joke. For when I'm 'here' I'm wondering if I really should be 'there' and, when I try to think it through I haven't got a prayer!
Oft times I walk into a room and say 'what am I here for?' I wrack my brain, but all in vain, a zero, is my score.
At times I put something away where it is safe, but, gee! the person it is safest from is generally me!
When shopping I may see someone, say 'hi' and have a chat, then when the person walks away, I ask myself, 'who the heck was that? yes, my forgetter's getting better while my rememberer is broke, and it's driving me plumb crazy and that isn't any joke.

I read this and really got a big kick out of it so I thought I would share it and get a laugh or two. Sad to say, it is turning out to be true, hahahahahha.....

packing

here it is September and our original plan was to move next September, HA, then it was moved to June, HA, then it was moved to May, HA, now it is April. I have started to pack up some of the non essential items and now it seems real. I was unhappy at first at the thought of leaving Alaska, but now that the girls up here have accepted and even have pushed us to leave earlier than September it seems real and I am now getting excited about going back to Nevada. My first choice had always been Carson City, but my best friend, partner, confidance, husband of 50 years did not want to move back to Carson, so it was three choices, 1, San Diego, 2, Carson City, 3, Alaska. We both decided on Alaska, it was a move we had to make, we brought up Catherine and Sarah and they have settled in and have really put down their roots, I don't think they will ever pull up their roots, they have thrived and are successful here. If we had not made the move to Alaska they would still be down in Las Vegas. So you see, destiny, fate, or what ever you want to call it, brought us here. Now after 4 years it is time for us to move on and see where our destiny will take us this time.

On The Move Again

I guess we are just gyspys at heart, we are going to be on the move again, we have decided to return to Nevada but in the Northern part, ie. Carson City or Dayton NV. We are starting our planning and gathering our boxes and we will start packing away all items not needed for day to day living. We are going to take a lot down with us next June when we go for our granddaughter's graduation and when we return to Alaska at the end of June, we hope to have the house on the market and the rest of our items packed and try to be out of here by September of 2010. We have not told the girls up here in Alaska yet, but it will come out soon, I just had to post my thoughts for now just to put it out there. We love Alaska but Alaska does not love us, I will miss my girls here and it will be sad to leave. Delbert had a very bad auto accident last March and with the weather turning cold it is really starting to bother his chest a lot and he is not one to feel pain so when he complains about his chest and putting medicine on it I know in my heart that we have to leave here. It makes me very sad and right now I am sitting here with tears in my eyes, but it will be for the best. We want to be able to spend time with his parents, they are up in their 80's and my Dad who will be 93 this coming January. We want to be able to use our motorhome to travel in the winter to the warmer parts of the country, ie. Arizona, California, we want to have the family dinners, family functions, movies, book stores, libraries. We want to enjoy life and not just exist.

My Name is Rose

My Name is Rose...........

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood
up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old.
Can I give you a hug?'
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she
gave me a giant squeeze.
'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.
She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married,
and have a couple of kids...'
'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to
be taking on this challenge at her age.
'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting
one!' she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we
would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized
listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and
experience with me..
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily
made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled
in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was
living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football
banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech,
she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and
simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and
this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so
let me just tell you what I know.'
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and
achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.. You've
got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know
it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am
eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do
anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The
idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no
regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for
things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with
regrets.'

She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our
daily lives At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she
had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to
the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to
be all you can possibly be.

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice
to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make
a Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give.