Brought Over From FB ~ 12/31/14

The following in italics was written five years ago today and posted to FB.

The more things change, the more they stay the same. While Ryan Seacrest is no Dick Clark, I still love this NYE tradition!!! We are home, safe and all toasty in flannel pjs. Sweet red wine & way too many snacks. This is how the other half lives large ;). Heartfelt memories of New Years Eves pasts. Missing my brother Jimbo Pete my constant companion. Mom & Dad always went to the dance at Martinez Hall. So us kids would be at home living large just like tonight. Thankful for all our blessings. It’s still rainbows and sunshine here even when it isn’t. Be good, be kind and enjoy the simple things. Happy happy joy joy!

Five years ago 12/31/14 was shortly after B’s fall that April and the terrible awful the September but before that which can’t be repeated. Hard to believe as time works its witchy magic. Seems like forever ago and yesterday in a second at the same time. Since it really hasn’t been that long, I have hope! Hope that she’ll hit rock bottom and realize things have to change. Hope that the light bulb goes off. Might not require bottoming out might require being tired of the way things are now. Hope, that fickle bitch Hope.

In the meantime, I’m angry and projecting. Starting Twitter feuds with fat shaming strangers. I’m triggered. Acceptance is futile.

As always more to come.

On This Day 10/30/18

… you’ve heard this before so I’ll be brief.

On 10/30/06, my family was victim to a random act of violence. Now 12 years later we remember and we are grateful. Other stuff (some of it way worse) has happened since that fateful day. Sure puts things into perspective.

Ima go out and run through the leafeses just like my blogging pal Joey. Ha! Crunch, crunch, crunch!!! Wishing everyone a wonderful day!!

On This Day

Hmmm 🤔

A new category perhaps?

Of course a new category is the fastest way to run out of things to say. And I don’t want that to happen. I’m on a 32 day streak! Woo to The Who \m/

On This Day might work though. Not as a daily but I’d have some fodder. Like Caption This! or Sing Along Song. I guess I’ll take the category out for a spin.

Or not!

Lol 😆

The block begins 😟.

As always, more to come.

On This Day

B was at work, Lulu was at Salem Sayers Mother’s Day Out, and Pony was in school. I was working night shift but had the night off.

P and I were planning dad’s annual birthday party at either Pesos Cafe or Snoga’s where dad would treat all of us to lunch on HIS birthday!  We’d go back to the house for cake and ice cream afterwards. We stayed on the phone (not saying much) just to be connected as we watched our TVs simultaneously, in two different cities.

One crash, then two, then they are saying the crash was on purpose. People jumping from buildings.  “Why would they do that?” I asked my sister.  “As an option to burning to death” she replied.

No words! All of it was un-freaking-believable. One of those moments that we’d look back on and remember where we were and what we were doing on that infamous day.

My dad would be 102 today (9/11/18) if he were still alive.  He liked to celebrate and lived a good life.  He taught us well and we live by his examples.  Be kind.  Service before self.

Here are two candid pictures from his party on that Saturday after September 11, 2001.

They are all that I can find.  I am grateful I have them.  I am grateful we didn’t cancel his birthday party.  I am grateful that we will NEVER forget.

*** First published on FB in 2014 ***

As always, more to come.