September 30, 2006
The visit was much too short. Back home at 5pm tonight and work tomorrow.
Yesterday Gina and I went and got our toenails done, had lunch, picked up Del at school, then went to her work. I got to meet her boss and office mate. They are really fun and nice people.
Must go finish packing.
September 28, 2006
The weather is beautiful here. Perfect upper 70’s. No airconditioner or heat needed. The front of the house faces the Sandia mountains. One block away is the river. The area is actually classified as desert, but it seems anything but, with all the desert flowers in bloom. The grass and trees are greener than I have ever seen here.
I’ve been picking up my g/daughter Delanie from school every day. My word, she’s all grown up. Fourteen years old and brilliant. The last couple of nights she and I have been playing our favorite computer game together.
I am probably crazy, but I love teenagers. Esp. if they belong to other people. Namely GD and Greg. 😀 Their biggest problem with her is eating too many potato chips and getting homework done.
Well, I’m gonna go play some more now. I’ll be home on Saturday night and back to work on Sunday. You know I CAN retire March 31st……
September 25, 2006
If you are Catholic you’ve heard this greeting a gillion times. This is what peace looks like:
And also with you:
Pictures jacked from Shannon. I’ll confess…..
September 23, 2006
I’m off to Colleyville today to watch the boys play soccer.
These kids rarely have played anything but gangster. Most of them grew up in homes where the greatest challenge was surviving another day in their sick families. Some of them have a reading level so low that they can’t read the materials they must complete to get out of TYC.
So we teach them to read and we teach them to play. Each are equally important. I am convinced that if they can’t have fun clean and sober they will get high. If we don’t teach them to read they will steal to make a living.
But today we play. They aren’t great at it yet, this is only their second game as a team outside of the ranch. I’m proud of them for being man enough to try.
The score was 3-3. They didn’t have a tie breaker and both teams get to count today as a win. 😀
My throat is sore from yelling so loud.
September 20, 2006
Charlene sent me an e-mail this morning asking if I’m ok, since I haven’t posted in a while.
I’m really not sure how to answer that. I’m not ill, other than allergies and that is nothing new. I have a nasty fever blister on my lip – therefore I can’t kiss all the men I know (as if I do anyway).
When I was a little girl I learned how to emotionally shut out the unpleasantness. When I became a teenager and young adult, I drank it out of existance. I must be going through my second childhood.
I was told I could use those survival tools, just as long as I didn’t stay there too long. I must be able, at some point, to face whatever is going on in my life and deal with it. Right now there is just too much. Blech.
September 15, 2006
My last post was about laying my G/mother to rest one year ago today. It reminded me of the e-mail I got from a friend a couple of days ago.
In 1906 my g/mother was 4 years old. This is what was going on back then:
And my Grandmother saw it all.
September 15, 2006
A year ago today we laid our Grandmother to rest.
I still want to be like her when I grow up.