Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Uncle Y was a career army officer with a brilliant mind. He loved his family and his country. And while I make no secret of my sorrow over those lost in warfare, I am also immensely proud of my family's dedication to military service. I can trace my family's military roots from the Revolutionary War to each and every war this country has since endured. Uncle Y embodied that spirit that I honor and that I am thankful for not only as an American, but, more importantly, as his niece. Below is a small part of his legacy which was detailed in his obituary.
....Y Y began a long military career when he joined the Army on July 4, l944. After Infantry Basic, he graduated from OCS as a 2nd Lt. and served in the occupation force in Germany. In January l947, he rushed home to marry his childhood sweetheart, Bettye Virginia Lee, of Spartanburg, SC, and to attend Vanderbilt University on a football scholarship. Graduating in January 1951, he was immediately called back to active duty for the Korean Conflict. He later attended Command and General Staff College, Fort Leavenworth, KS; Armed Forces Staff College, Norfolk, VA; and Army War College, Carlisle, PA. In Vietnam, he commanded the 2/l6 Battalion of the famed "Big Red One" Division. Y Y always considered one of the highest honors anyone could attain "was to be given command of his fellow soldiers in combat." He was awarded numerous medals and badges for service in WWII, Korea, and Vietnam, including: the Bronze Star for Valor with Oak Leaf Cluster, the Republic of Vietnam Gallantry Cross, Legion of Merit with Cluster, Air Medal with 4 Oak Leaf Clusters, Meritorious Service Medal, ROK Presidential Unit Citation, Combat Infantry Badge, Airborne, Ranger, General Staff Badges, and many other air and service medals and badges. After his retirement as head of the Ranger Training Command, Fort Benning, GA, Y Y made St. Petersburg his home.
I did not even know of all these accomplishments...he was always just my Uncle Y, and he loved us all. Unconditionally. I always cherished our visits to their beautiful place in Florida, and Fort Benning before that. Nor will I ever forget his debates with my mother. There were many. One time over cocktails, and with utter, smirking vindication, he read aloud to my mother from his newspaper:
Uncle Y (positively giddy): Listen here Betty Ann, "The days of the white wine sippin', Volvo drivin', white, southern liberal are drawing to an end."
Betty Ann (puffing up and a little red in the face): YY, they don't know what they're talking about...blah, blah, blabbity blah...blah, blah, blah
Uncle Y: (not hearing a word she said, because he was laughing too hard)
His love for us all was genuine and unconditional.
God Bless you Uncle Y, and I hope to have the honor of seeing you again down the road...
PS: Internets, please try to thank a serviceperson when you see one. I have been known to go up and hug complete strangers wearing their fatigues in an airport. Because they need it.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
It will be 82 there this afternoon.
Friday, March 28, 2008
I think I will invent some tax-meds to help me finish, and here are some names I think I might be trademarking:
- Tax Refundiagra (wouldn't this be nice?)
- Dependentrozac (I really need this one soon)
- Write Offisone (asthmagirl nod)
- Charity Deductionium AD (overfloweth...)
- Deadlinepi (is there a cure?)
- Interest Earnedopium (wishful thinking)
- Capital Gainslax (ditto)
UPDATE: Well, it's 4:30 here, and so far, I have cleaned my desk to a spit-shine. I have also whipped up a killer pot of rice 'n beans, and I downloaded a bunch of great new songs; the new Counting Crows is the best--FYI! I am also happy to announce that every single bath mat in this house is clean and fluffy. Taxes? Haven't even opened the folder. And cocktail hour is fast-approaching here on a very grey Friday...
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
- Barack's mother Stanley (her father wanted a boy) instilled in him the belief that there is always something more out there.
- Mrs. McCain (yes, she's still kicking!) was travelling in France recently, and when she was told she was too old to rent a car to tour the country, she just bought one instead.
- Mrs. Rodham, abandoned by her parents at an early age, made up for it with caring for her own children. But, when daughter Hillary wanted to come home after only two weeks at Wellesley, she wouldn't hear of it. She knew what her girl could accomplish.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
We worked like crazy yesterday to move from the solemn season of Lent into the joy that is Easter.
The picture above is the Lady Chapel which is adjacent to the altar. Each year, we are treated to a garden like the one in Gethsemane, on the base of the Mount of Olives, which reminds us of our abundance and blessings. My picture does not begin to do this place justice. I wish everyone could see this. These are called Blizzard Roses.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Augie: Goose, goose?!
Mental Mama: (eyebrows raised)?
Augie: Faj and Bird were talking about college and what she wants to do when she gets out. When she told him about maybe working in Washington, he told her to make sure she stays conservative! (Puffed up imitation voice): "Just don't stray to the left, now."
Bird (snickering): I just think it's easier to play along rather than hurt his feelings.
Augie (with conviction): You know, you should just come out to him. Tell him you're a Democrat.
Mental Mama: (giggles aplenty)
Birdy: (shrugs and smiles)
--Fast forward a few minutes
Augie (thumbing through a 5 month old People magazine): Goose, what is the doctor going to talk to us about?
Mental Mama: I don't know, why don't we wait and see.
Augie (putting magazine down): If he says the word "genitals" I'm gonna have to put my head down. When they used to say it in Health Class, it made me dizzy.
Mental Mama: ~~~
Friday, March 21, 2008
Random thoughts at 2:48 am:
When do these weird waking times cease?
When will all this dreadful puffiness from my latest visit to the dermatologist subside?
Does my sleeping dog sound like she has apnea?
Are there clinics for dogs with sleep apnea?
When will our local nursery start getting plants?
Were J-Lo's twins really a natural occurrence?
How much does silver go for nowadays?
Where is my Advil PM?
Thursday, March 20, 2008
All our babies have to fledge. It seems to be weighing heavily on this Mama's mind these days. Godspeed to all our baby birds.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
A little recap:
Two weeks ago, New York's Governor Eliot Spitzer is busted amid reports of a $4300/event hooker and he resigns with the requisite stoic wife at his side. It was not a one-time deal apparently. Imagine that.
The new Governor, David Paterson starts cleaning out his closet about an hour after his swearing in on Monday. Apparently both he and his wife hit a rough patch a while back, and they strayed. But they seem to have worked things out. At least that's what they say.
Then, we hear more sordid tales about the ex-Governor of New Jersey Jim McGreevey (he resigned recently after admitting that he was gay and that he gave his male lover a cushy state job). He and his then-wife Dina are now in the middle of a nasty divorce. Surprise! And it now seems that they were involved in three-way sexual encounters with their driver before they were married. The minute details of these trysts have been splashed in the papers for two days. Up until now, her whole story has been all about her betrayal and how he duped her into marrying him, but now it appears (allegedly) that she was well aware of Jimmy Boy's preferences before they even married,
Then on a low-key Tuesday afternoon, we hear that New York's new Governor Paterson had not one, but many affairs. As did his wife. That closet they are cleaning out is quite a roomy one, isn't it?
Now, here in Connecticut, our former Governor John Rowland did time in prison for corruption and tax fraud. We will leave it to speculation about his sexual activities both in the slammer and out. He's out now and working hard in Waterbury. If any of you know anything about Connecticut, you will get a laugh out of that one.
Kind of makes ol' Bill Clinton look a little tame, no? Also kind of makes me almost need a glass of wine and a smoke after I read the paper these days. And I don't even smoke. But seriously, all of these people have children. My heart aches when I think of the damage done to the innocent players in all these dramas. It really makes me wonder why anyone in their right mind would want to serve as an elected official.
And then you have Obama. I don't care what your politics might be, you have to admit he gave each and every one of us something to think about yesterday.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Everyone around you has an attitude problem.
You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omelet.
The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.
Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.
You're using your cellular phone to dial up every bumper sticker that says "How's my driving-call 1-800-***-."
Everyone's head looks like an invitation to batting practice.
You're sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.
So what if I don't actually have ten. You want to make something out of it?
I am on a college road trip this week with my baby bird. The list could be much longer after our experiences on the road together, but I'll spare you. You can thank me later.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
After church Mrs. Francis approached the preacher and said, "Father Donovan, I don't think every life experience is in the Bible. Nowhere in the Bible have I ever read about PMS." Father Donovan had never heard such a comment, so that night he sifted through the Bible to see if Mrs. Francis was right.
Next Sunday Father Donovan pulled Mrs. Francis aside after church and said, "I wasn't wrong last Sunday when I said that every life experience is mentioned in the Bible." "Okay, Father. Where does it say anything about PMS?" Father Donovan opened up his Bible and showed her a passage that read: "And Mary rode Joseph's ass all the way to Bethlehem."
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
Flea asked all her readers about their favorite songs, and I could think of none other than Petula Clark's Downtown. I have a vivid memory of sitting beside my mother's stereo credenza (remember those things???), practicing tying my keds, and listening to this song. It makes me smile inside and out. And when she came home, and I demonstrated my bow-tying proficiency, my beautiful mother sat back on the sofa and clapped her hands. The next day, she brought me a "Hi, Heidi!" doll. It came in a little red carrying case and had three outfits! I'll never forget that. Do you have a theme song?
Thursday, March 6, 2008
- Does a tummy-tuck really hurt?
- Why does Rachael Ray still have a show?
- Does Dr. Oz really know everything?
- Or does Oprah?
- How many calories do you burn having a hot flash?
- Why do dogs bark at nothing?
- Do you think a Hawaii Chair is worth it?
- Is all this sagging business really the result of gravity?
- Why can't I learn to fold a fitted sheet properly?
- Can we just go ahead and classify wine as a fruit serving?
- When are my bangs going to grow back?
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Posted: 2008-03-04 15:15:38
Filed Under: Crime News
NATICK, Mass. (March 3) - A child's birthday party at a Chuck E. Cheese restaurant was cut short after a fight broke out between two mothers. Natick police said the mom of the 9-year-old birthday boy apparently became enraged because the other woman's son was "hogging" an arcade game.Sgt. Paul Thompson said Catherine Aliaga, 38, and Tarsha Williams, 33, both of Boston, would be summoned into court to answer charges of simple assault and battery stemming from the scuffle.Thompson told the MetroWest Daily News that police received a number of 911 calls about the fight Saturday night.He said what started as a birthday celebration turned into a "birthday melee."
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Monday, March 3, 2008
Dolphins. Everywhere. Urp.
Squazz, Mav and Chief each caught a nice little fishy. I think the three combined specimens weighed a total of five pounds. Manly men. We ate out that night.