A Police Officer came to my door and told me my dad had passed away. He had died on December 10 but no one knew for five days. Odd how things like that happen. I remember talking to him not that long before he died. He told me Thanksgiving Dinner had been really nice, I told him that Christmas dinner would be just as nice, too.
The day he passed away there was a major power outage from Homer to Fairbanks. I was in the car with my daughter and we were on our way to mail some packages. The traffic was such a mess though we just went home and I mailed them the next day.
I always said it was his last hurrah to cause a power outage.
No Regrets!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
'Tis the Season
Talking to my daughter earlier this evening and the subject of Pete's love of Christmas came up. Always a kid at heart the whole twinkling lights, music and cheer is what made up Pete's personality.
A thought entered my mind that he would be a great "Spirit of Christmas Present" like the one in Charles Dickens "A Christmas Carol".
Yes, that is how I picture him...although it's more hot than not. The guy just made me crazy and I won't apologize for that.
A thought entered my mind that he would be a great "Spirit of Christmas Present" like the one in Charles Dickens "A Christmas Carol".
Yes, that is how I picture him...although it's more hot than not. The guy just made me crazy and I won't apologize for that.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Four years and counting.....
Today would have been our fourth wedding anniversary.
The weather is very much like it was May 21, 2003 and I can remember it so clearly as I sit here typing. I even put on the Lucinda Williams CD that I bought right before we were married.
It's pretty ironic really that the album title is "World Without Tears". I haven't listened to it much the last few years and I kind of realize why.
It's not as painful at the moment as it has been in the past though.
I don't understand why things like that happen when someone you love just can't hold on to life anymore but I do understand you dishonor them if you don't pick up and keep going.
You take the goodness they offered while here, plant it in the garden that we call life and let it grow and blossom for the rest of the world to see and admire.
I love you! Happy Anniversary, Poo Poo Honey Bear!
No Regrets!
The weather is very much like it was May 21, 2003 and I can remember it so clearly as I sit here typing. I even put on the Lucinda Williams CD that I bought right before we were married.
It's pretty ironic really that the album title is "World Without Tears". I haven't listened to it much the last few years and I kind of realize why.
It's not as painful at the moment as it has been in the past though.
I don't understand why things like that happen when someone you love just can't hold on to life anymore but I do understand you dishonor them if you don't pick up and keep going.
You take the goodness they offered while here, plant it in the garden that we call life and let it grow and blossom for the rest of the world to see and admire.
I love you! Happy Anniversary, Poo Poo Honey Bear!
No Regrets!
Monday, April 16, 2007
How I got here or why am I writing this blog.
OK, so I was inspired a few minutes ago and now this, a complete loss of anything that I wanted to say. Maybe it's the CSI show that just started or I'm that easily distracted between the time this blog was created and now.
I was feeling really inspired and thought I needed to say something at that moment. Maybe it will all come back to me shortly.
I really need to stop watching these shows. How much death and destruction can one person watch and not go out of their mind. Not to mention the idea that this is really boring stuff to write about.
You know I started keeping a journal when I was in 10th grade,it was a class project. The teacher never handed it back to us, although I received a half way decent grade from it.
It wouldn't have mattered if she had given it back since at some point it would have been tossed or lost. Probably in some box that was in an unpaid storage unit that ended up with all the personal items sold for non-payment. Some stranger would have been reading my high school bull crap.
I remember sitting there writing in it on New Year's Eve. Why I remember that I'll never know.
That was the year ending 1969. Ah, yes the year that movies are made of and it was a long time ago. Hell, yesterday was a long time ago and 7 p.m. this evening was a long time ago. I was looking forward to this evening but for some reason it kind of went south really fast. It went south because I let people piss me off, I let people piss me off because it's in my nature, it's in my nature because I'm thin skinned, I'm thin skinned because because why?
Because I let people piss me off? Because.....because....because....
What ever the because it's just not worth my time.
Stinking thinking or some things just aren't anyone else's business. It was inherited from a long line of stinky thinkers BUT it's not them it's just me. It might be a gene thing and it might just be my jeans. Maybe it was those bell-bottoms that we children of the 60's and 70's wore...yes, those bell-bottoms! The bigger the bell the better and don't forget to walk on them until the hem was worn out in back.
So what is with the title of this blog? It was something my late husband used to say to me, "if you have regrets than it wasn't worth it" so I have been learning in the last few years to not regret anything. It does no good to anyway, you aren't going to change what you did or what happened. Of course if you did bad things there is a need for apologies, don't get me wrong there. No regrets though!
This dog is snoring...it's my room mates new dog. She's a hoot! The dog not the room mate.
Although the roomie is a pretty decent person. Never thought I could handle another person living here but it seems to be working for the time.
OK, tomorrow is another work day and also *my* Friday so to be fresh and ready (yeah right) for another day of work this tapping on my computer keys must come to an end.
No Regrets!
I was feeling really inspired and thought I needed to say something at that moment. Maybe it will all come back to me shortly.
I really need to stop watching these shows. How much death and destruction can one person watch and not go out of their mind. Not to mention the idea that this is really boring stuff to write about.
You know I started keeping a journal when I was in 10th grade,it was a class project. The teacher never handed it back to us, although I received a half way decent grade from it.
It wouldn't have mattered if she had given it back since at some point it would have been tossed or lost. Probably in some box that was in an unpaid storage unit that ended up with all the personal items sold for non-payment. Some stranger would have been reading my high school bull crap.
I remember sitting there writing in it on New Year's Eve. Why I remember that I'll never know.
That was the year ending 1969. Ah, yes the year that movies are made of and it was a long time ago. Hell, yesterday was a long time ago and 7 p.m. this evening was a long time ago. I was looking forward to this evening but for some reason it kind of went south really fast. It went south because I let people piss me off, I let people piss me off because it's in my nature, it's in my nature because I'm thin skinned, I'm thin skinned because because why?
Because I let people piss me off? Because.....because....because....
What ever the because it's just not worth my time.
Stinking thinking or some things just aren't anyone else's business. It was inherited from a long line of stinky thinkers BUT it's not them it's just me. It might be a gene thing and it might just be my jeans. Maybe it was those bell-bottoms that we children of the 60's and 70's wore...yes, those bell-bottoms! The bigger the bell the better and don't forget to walk on them until the hem was worn out in back.
So what is with the title of this blog? It was something my late husband used to say to me, "if you have regrets than it wasn't worth it" so I have been learning in the last few years to not regret anything. It does no good to anyway, you aren't going to change what you did or what happened. Of course if you did bad things there is a need for apologies, don't get me wrong there. No regrets though!
This dog is snoring...it's my room mates new dog. She's a hoot! The dog not the room mate.
Although the roomie is a pretty decent person. Never thought I could handle another person living here but it seems to be working for the time.
OK, tomorrow is another work day and also *my* Friday so to be fresh and ready (yeah right) for another day of work this tapping on my computer keys must come to an end.
No Regrets!
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