Wednesday, June 29, 2005

For Kenneth

My dear sweet loving brother-in-law,

I cannot thank you enough for all that you have done over the years keeping Dad's beautiful Infiniti running. From brakes to thinga-ma-bobs and whatcha whosits, you kept her running beautifully. You even took time off during your all to brief visit to detail the inside and hide all the abuse that I along with my children have done. And this is how I repay you......

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Friday, June 17, 2005


Can someone tell me why I just loaded haloscan to my blog and lost all of my comments?
Can someone tell me if I can get them back?
Can someone tell me why I succumbed to peer pressure and added something to my blog that I know nothing about?
Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

MoTher F &^%ER..SORRY SACK OF S^%T....

AHH..MOther F&%*!@ ..sorry sack of S^%$#...bastard...A^%$hole...b*&^tch...

I totalled my car...
My FATHER'S car....
The last piece of him that I really needed....

If anyone can help me with some more words to help vent my frustration I would be very appreciative.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

The 1st's are over...

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The 1st's are over...
the 1st night without him,
the 1st week,
the 1st month,
the 1st Father's Day,
the 1st time I walked into his closet and could smell his cologne still on his clothes,
the 1st birthday he missed,
the 1st time I visited his grave after the funeral,
the 1st time I answered, "Really, I am okay..." and meant it,
the 1st time I heard his favorite song on the radio and cried,
the 1st Thanksgiving,
the 1st Christmas,
the 1st time I dreamt about him and he looked the way he looked before he got sick,
the 1st tax season I actually had to do my own taxes,
the 1st birthday card without his name on the card,
the 1st time my mother said, "Really, I am okay..." and I believed her...
...the 1st year is over...
To see what a great guy my dad was, visit here and click on the "play movie".

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Skipping therapy....

I have already stated previously that this blog is my cheap version of self therapy. I have been very anxious and strung out lately and been very lazy about attending to my theraputic lessons here at "Blah..blah..blah.... and it is obvious. I have lost a little control lately. You know that control button that freaks out right before you try to start anything new in your life? For some strange reason I thought by sending out an edict to the Universe, "My life needs to change or else" that the Universe would know exactly what I meant and I would wake up to a beautiful body, adoring husband who cleans the kitchen and mops the floors, a beautiful clean house with a new creative room/study ...(yes, the damn room is still in boxes) , a job where my work was caught up and fulfilling, yada yada....
...silly fool...
Had a wonderful weekend though! I escaped to Richmond to meet Jimmy! No, I am not cheating on Mike... Jimmy is Tiff's little boy. Precious, just absolutely precious. I brought a huge suitcase filled with 50lbs of clothes ranging from 0-6 months. We had such a great weekend sitting around doing nothing, and drinking wine...lots of wine. Two glasses into the evening when my eyes blinked a little slower but my mouth seemed to speed up with ease, I realized it had been way too long since I had done this! Cried when I got off the plane and saw her, cried when I got back on the plane and left her...Oh I love you, pretty girl!! Just pack it up and come home...Shaun will understand, right?!?!