ok, this posting is caused by Maura LeAnn
2 words2 words NO MORE NO LESS can be used... Have fun and try not to use the same answers as the person before you...
1. Where is your cell phone? ..................Charging up
2. Your significant other?..................all mine
3. Your hair? ....................................... needs cutting
4. Your mother?................................ my friend
5. Your father?...................................... handsome Mexican
6. Your favorite thing?.............................living life
7. Your dream last night?........................ postponed indefinitely
8. Your favorite drink? .............................ice water
9. Your dream/goal?.............................Celestial glory
10. The room you're in?.........................living space
11. Your ex?....................................ex what?
12. Your fear?..................................Outer darkness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years?.........still here
14. Where were you last night?....................band competition
15. What you're not?..................................financially responsible
16. Muffin?.......................................... why, yes!
17. One of your wish list items?........... food storage
18. Where you were born?................. Honolulu, Hawaii
19. The last thing you did?.......................I blinked
20. What are you wearing?.................... not pajamas
21. Your TV?.........................................blessedly off
22. Your pets?........................................ poop factories
23. Your computer? .................................Marina friendly
24. Your life?......................................... absolutely perfect
25. Your mood?...................................craving sleep
26. Missing someone?........................every minute
27. Your car?...........................................runs well
28. Something you're not wearing?................ head band
29. Favorite Store?.....................................super market
30. Your summer?....................................thankfully over
31. Like someone?.....................................of course
32. Your favorite color?......................... changes occasionally
33. Last time you laughed?......................... about Brooklyn
34. Who will re-post this?...........................don't care
Life doesn't get any better than this!!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Vince Mira
Hello, this is Deborah. Mom asked me to figure out how to put videos on her blog. It took me two months, but I did it. Enjoy the voice of Johnny Cash.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Jalepeno Poppers or Deadly Weapon,,,hmmmmn
Friday was the big day for many who read the Twilight series. Parties all over the place with Twilighters dressing up and having deep dark discussions about characters and fighting over who gets the real Edward when/if he ever shows up. Sounds like I know a lot and that I am all over it Huh?! Well, I don't. I don't have a clue who anyone or anything is really. I know about Edward because I get to hear all my girls (and Justin) go on about Edward. We'll see, I might get on the bandwagon and read the books soon.
Well, before the party up at Borders here in Carson, we (Maura, Marina, Rebekah and Justin) decided to go for pizza at Brugo's because we heard good things about them. We ordered yummy pizza and jalapeno poppers and chicken wings. Maura got the poppers put in front of her and asked if I wanted one. I am not big on JP's but I figures "what the hey, why not" so I took one and bit into it. Immediately I was aware that something was not right but what was it? Hmmmm? Oh I know, could it be that it was soooooo sticken hot (not in the spicy way) that it felt like someone squirted the hot oil from the deep fryer into my mouth? Yeah, I think that was it!! Mind you it only took like .00001 second for me to figure it out as my teeth were not even through the popper when I yanked it out of my mouth and dropped it. I instantly went for my water but, again, the damage was done. As a side note, the pizza was really really good. At least what I could taste of it.
I headed for home as I was not going to the "party" at borders. I was afraid that I would have an overwhelming urge to make up a false ending with Edward coming out of the closet and becoming mortal by marrying some guy or something, and then I would yell it out really loud as if I were spoiling the end or something. Somehow the visual I got on that didn't set well with my sense of self-preservation so I decided to skip the party.
I was really tired and went to bed about an hour or so after getting home. Then next morning I unstuck my tongue from the top of my mouth (weird) and realized that something wasn't right. Yeah, I had this bright angry red area at the top right hand side of my mouth, you know, right above my right molars. It starts to bleed as I gently brush around it. So throughout the day I try to baby it. Orey has me swish with warm salt water etc. It is really hard to eat because things keep touching that side of the roof of my mouth. It is amazing how many times you move food around your mouth by sliding it across the roof of your mouth. So last night I go to bed and this morning I wake up thinking my mouth feels better. Surprise!! I was wrong. As soon as I start talking I realize it feels like I am running sandpaper over the burned area. It really is amazing how rough a tongue feels on a burned area. So, now I can't talk and I can't eat. Going without eating was something I was not happy about but could probably afford to do so. However, going without talking?!!!! NO STINKING WAY!!!!! That's it, something needed to be done that's for sure. So, off to the emergency room I go. Actually, the real reason I went is because the burn blistered out and I was afraid that I would either get an infection in it and/or the burn is so close to the roots of the molar that it might cause damage to the tooth.
The person who took care of me at the ER told me that I have second degree burns on the roof of my mouth and she put me on this lidocaine mouthwash stuff and also and antibiotic in case an infection tries to set in. I hope thing get better for work. You know how much I need to talk.
Oh, my take on it is that I think I would have had more fun out of the weekend if I would have yelled out my false ending! Of course, I probably would have pointed to the person next to me just for fun.
Marina the Mom
Well, before the party up at Borders here in Carson, we (Maura, Marina, Rebekah and Justin) decided to go for pizza at Brugo's because we heard good things about them. We ordered yummy pizza and jalapeno poppers and chicken wings. Maura got the poppers put in front of her and asked if I wanted one. I am not big on JP's but I figures "what the hey, why not" so I took one and bit into it. Immediately I was aware that something was not right but what was it? Hmmmm? Oh I know, could it be that it was soooooo sticken hot (not in the spicy way) that it felt like someone squirted the hot oil from the deep fryer into my mouth? Yeah, I think that was it!! Mind you it only took like .00001 second for me to figure it out as my teeth were not even through the popper when I yanked it out of my mouth and dropped it. I instantly went for my water but, again, the damage was done. As a side note, the pizza was really really good. At least what I could taste of it.
I headed for home as I was not going to the "party" at borders. I was afraid that I would have an overwhelming urge to make up a false ending with Edward coming out of the closet and becoming mortal by marrying some guy or something, and then I would yell it out really loud as if I were spoiling the end or something. Somehow the visual I got on that didn't set well with my sense of self-preservation so I decided to skip the party.
I was really tired and went to bed about an hour or so after getting home. Then next morning I unstuck my tongue from the top of my mouth (weird) and realized that something wasn't right. Yeah, I had this bright angry red area at the top right hand side of my mouth, you know, right above my right molars. It starts to bleed as I gently brush around it. So throughout the day I try to baby it. Orey has me swish with warm salt water etc. It is really hard to eat because things keep touching that side of the roof of my mouth. It is amazing how many times you move food around your mouth by sliding it across the roof of your mouth. So last night I go to bed and this morning I wake up thinking my mouth feels better. Surprise!! I was wrong. As soon as I start talking I realize it feels like I am running sandpaper over the burned area. It really is amazing how rough a tongue feels on a burned area. So, now I can't talk and I can't eat. Going without eating was something I was not happy about but could probably afford to do so. However, going without talking?!!!! NO STINKING WAY!!!!! That's it, something needed to be done that's for sure. So, off to the emergency room I go. Actually, the real reason I went is because the burn blistered out and I was afraid that I would either get an infection in it and/or the burn is so close to the roots of the molar that it might cause damage to the tooth.
The person who took care of me at the ER told me that I have second degree burns on the roof of my mouth and she put me on this lidocaine mouthwash stuff and also and antibiotic in case an infection tries to set in. I hope thing get better for work. You know how much I need to talk.
Oh, my take on it is that I think I would have had more fun out of the weekend if I would have yelled out my false ending! Of course, I probably would have pointed to the person next to me just for fun.
Marina the Mom
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Cash it in Baby!!!
Okay, for those of you who have ever heard Johnny Cash sing you know that he has this distinctive sounding voice. I really like his voice. If I remember correctly, my dad really liked Johnny Cash.
Well, I have to say that just last night Orey had me listen to a You Tube video and I was blown away! It practically brought tears to my eyes! Is seems that there is a 15 year old (probably 16 by now) by the name of Vince Mira who sings amazingly like Johnny. I was stunned and I was sure that it was some kind of trick but it looks like he is the real deal folks.
If you are interested you can go to You Tube and put in the name Vince Mira to view a video. I can almost gurantee that if you are a Cash fan you will love this kid.
So, go to You Tube and check it out. Unless of course Deborah (my blog techie) knows how to post the videos to my blog.....hint hint.
Chat with you all later and enjoy the show.
Well, I have to say that just last night Orey had me listen to a You Tube video and I was blown away! It practically brought tears to my eyes! Is seems that there is a 15 year old (probably 16 by now) by the name of Vince Mira who sings amazingly like Johnny. I was stunned and I was sure that it was some kind of trick but it looks like he is the real deal folks.
If you are interested you can go to You Tube and put in the name Vince Mira to view a video. I can almost gurantee that if you are a Cash fan you will love this kid.
So, go to You Tube and check it out. Unless of course Deborah (my blog techie) knows how to post the videos to my blog.....hint hint.
Chat with you all later and enjoy the show.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Government Issue
Okay, so it has been quite some time since I have posted on my blog. to be honest, so much has happened that I thought I would need to write about all the important things in my life that have happened recently and the thought of that just seemed overwhelming. However, some of my children have assured me that I do not need to go back and fill in all the important blanks and that I should just move forward, so here it is.
Okay, so some of you know that back in April I started a new job with the city. I really liked that job but I felt like I was getting paid a pretty penny and not doing enough for it. Previous to getting that position I had applied for a State position with the Department of Corrections (DOC). They had a Program Officer open for the prisoner re-entry program. I applied and then the hiring freeze came out. Then they lifted the freeze long enough that I was able to interview then the freeze was put back on. Well, at the end of June I got a letter informing me that they had selected me for the postion. I started with the DOC on July 14th. I LOVE my job! I am always busy and I have a ton of interaction with the inmates and out in the community.
Anyway, I have to attend 2 weeks worth of correctional officer training (the officers go through 8 weeks total) so I can learn the basics of inmate society and how to function inside without being compromised. Compromised would be inadverdently doing favors for the inmates like delivering notes, calling family members, becoming to to friendly, stuff like that. It seems a simple thing but when you are in that environment you realize how easy it is because you are used to dealing with persons on a basic human level but in the prison you have to act in a manner where you have to assume everyone is lying to you or that they are trying to use you for something. It doesn't sound like a great place but hey, I worked for a section of the DMV that prepared me well for this job :~) As Deborah says, "I digress".
There are about 40 or so of us in this class with all but about 4 of us as correction officers or some other type of law enforcement. About a 3rd of those are military. Two of our instructors are retired military with one being Marine Corp and the other being Navy. They had a friendly bantering back and forth about how the Navy has to pay the Marine Corp because they are their "welfare kids".
We were asked to go around the room and give our name, what our background is and if we have any military service. Most of you are aware that my dad is retired Marine Corp and my husband served in the Army for several years. Military life is not for everyone because it consumes your life but the military says if they wanted you to have a wife they would issue you one. I am a firm believer that if you are a family member (especially a spouse) of someone in the military then you are military too.
So, as we went around the room introducing ourselves several of the people explained how many years they served and which service they were in. I was not going to deny being a part of the military life! When my turn came around I said my name, what my background is and explained that "I am a government issued daughter to the Marine Corp and a government issued wife to the Army". Needless to say, the ones who were in the military and heard the old adage all smiled and nodded.
Okay, so some of you know that back in April I started a new job with the city. I really liked that job but I felt like I was getting paid a pretty penny and not doing enough for it. Previous to getting that position I had applied for a State position with the Department of Corrections (DOC). They had a Program Officer open for the prisoner re-entry program. I applied and then the hiring freeze came out. Then they lifted the freeze long enough that I was able to interview then the freeze was put back on. Well, at the end of June I got a letter informing me that they had selected me for the postion. I started with the DOC on July 14th. I LOVE my job! I am always busy and I have a ton of interaction with the inmates and out in the community.
Anyway, I have to attend 2 weeks worth of correctional officer training (the officers go through 8 weeks total) so I can learn the basics of inmate society and how to function inside without being compromised. Compromised would be inadverdently doing favors for the inmates like delivering notes, calling family members, becoming to to friendly, stuff like that. It seems a simple thing but when you are in that environment you realize how easy it is because you are used to dealing with persons on a basic human level but in the prison you have to act in a manner where you have to assume everyone is lying to you or that they are trying to use you for something. It doesn't sound like a great place but hey, I worked for a section of the DMV that prepared me well for this job :~) As Deborah says, "I digress".
There are about 40 or so of us in this class with all but about 4 of us as correction officers or some other type of law enforcement. About a 3rd of those are military. Two of our instructors are retired military with one being Marine Corp and the other being Navy. They had a friendly bantering back and forth about how the Navy has to pay the Marine Corp because they are their "welfare kids".
We were asked to go around the room and give our name, what our background is and if we have any military service. Most of you are aware that my dad is retired Marine Corp and my husband served in the Army for several years. Military life is not for everyone because it consumes your life but the military says if they wanted you to have a wife they would issue you one. I am a firm believer that if you are a family member (especially a spouse) of someone in the military then you are military too.
So, as we went around the room introducing ourselves several of the people explained how many years they served and which service they were in. I was not going to deny being a part of the military life! When my turn came around I said my name, what my background is and explained that "I am a government issued daughter to the Marine Corp and a government issued wife to the Army". Needless to say, the ones who were in the military and heard the old adage all smiled and nodded.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
New "Stretchers"
Yesterday Eric and I got up early and went shopping at Walmart. Okay, let me rephrase, yesterday Eric got up really, really early and started to make all kinds of noise so I finally got up around 6:30 and decided to take Eric shopping in order to give daddy some sleep time. Out to Walmart we headed at around 7 in the morning because Eric needed a few things like bigger chonies, sock and shoes.
We looked around at all the shoes including Cars, Spiderman, Hulk, Firetrucks and other really cool shoes. Eric passed all of them up and kept saying he needed "stretchers" so he could run faster. I had no idea what "stretchers" were so I just kept picking different shoes to show him. You would think that by now I would be very used to getting indulgent "you're so cute mom" looks from my 4 year olds over the years but I think it is something you never get used to. Finally, I pick up a plain pair of shoes that are white, black and limce green on top and have some green jell like substance in th sole of the shoe followed by a black sole along with black, white and green shoelaces. No charactors of any kind on the shoes. No velcro.
Ah, Success!!! "Mommy, you found my stretchers! Now I can run faster and faster!". "Are you sure buddy? Are you sure you don't want Cars or Spiderman?" I ask. Then I think about what I am saying and realize that not only are these on sale for about 3 or 4 dollars less than the other shoes, they also have shoelaces so we can teach him how to tie. So, with a long suffuring sigh I give in and we get his "stretchers".
We come home and daddy is up (actually daddy was up before we left but we didn't tell Eric that because daddy had a lot of work to do) and Eric shoes him all of his new stuff. Then Eric wants to walk to Aunt Deana's house and show her the new shoes and his new Wall*E dinnerware set he just got. About this time Maura and Juliet show up because we are all supposed to go to Costco for the boofay. Juliet got a new dinnerware set too that has princesses all over them so she wants to show Aunt Deana too. We get there and Juliet and Eric start running all over the back yard. Eric want to show Aunt Deana and Uncle Scott how faster and faster he can go now.
After about 10 minutes it is time to come home. We are walking back home and Eric is telling Juliet that they need to run. So off they go. Eric is running faster because he has "stretchers" on. All of a sudden he biffs it right in front of the house! We have a little meltdown because there is actually blood on not only one knee, but on both knees! After he calms down a little he his pacified by the knowledge that his "stretchers" are very fast, even faster than he is apparently and that is why he fell. He is going to practice his running so he can run as fast as his "stretchers" do.
In case you haven't figured it out (it took me a while) his "stretchers" are supposed to be Sketchers shoes. Apparently one of the boys at daycare has Sketchers and has convinced Eric that he runs fast because of his Sketchers. Ah, the joy of advertising media on our youth. :~)
Love
We looked around at all the shoes including Cars, Spiderman, Hulk, Firetrucks and other really cool shoes. Eric passed all of them up and kept saying he needed "stretchers" so he could run faster. I had no idea what "stretchers" were so I just kept picking different shoes to show him. You would think that by now I would be very used to getting indulgent "you're so cute mom" looks from my 4 year olds over the years but I think it is something you never get used to. Finally, I pick up a plain pair of shoes that are white, black and limce green on top and have some green jell like substance in th sole of the shoe followed by a black sole along with black, white and green shoelaces. No charactors of any kind on the shoes. No velcro.
Ah, Success!!! "Mommy, you found my stretchers! Now I can run faster and faster!". "Are you sure buddy? Are you sure you don't want Cars or Spiderman?" I ask. Then I think about what I am saying and realize that not only are these on sale for about 3 or 4 dollars less than the other shoes, they also have shoelaces so we can teach him how to tie. So, with a long suffuring sigh I give in and we get his "stretchers".
We come home and daddy is up (actually daddy was up before we left but we didn't tell Eric that because daddy had a lot of work to do) and Eric shoes him all of his new stuff. Then Eric wants to walk to Aunt Deana's house and show her the new shoes and his new Wall*E dinnerware set he just got. About this time Maura and Juliet show up because we are all supposed to go to Costco for the boofay. Juliet got a new dinnerware set too that has princesses all over them so she wants to show Aunt Deana too. We get there and Juliet and Eric start running all over the back yard. Eric want to show Aunt Deana and Uncle Scott how faster and faster he can go now.
After about 10 minutes it is time to come home. We are walking back home and Eric is telling Juliet that they need to run. So off they go. Eric is running faster because he has "stretchers" on. All of a sudden he biffs it right in front of the house! We have a little meltdown because there is actually blood on not only one knee, but on both knees! After he calms down a little he his pacified by the knowledge that his "stretchers" are very fast, even faster than he is apparently and that is why he fell. He is going to practice his running so he can run as fast as his "stretchers" do.
In case you haven't figured it out (it took me a while) his "stretchers" are supposed to be Sketchers shoes. Apparently one of the boys at daycare has Sketchers and has convinced Eric that he runs fast because of his Sketchers. Ah, the joy of advertising media on our youth. :~)
Love
Sunday, May 11, 2008
A 4-year old's Mother's Day gift
We just got home from church and Eric is just chomping at the bit to give me one of my mother's day gift that he made in Sunbeams at church. He hands me a little folded box made from paper and then stood anxiosly by my side while I opened it. I sat down in the chair and laid the paper box on the desk, then carefully undid the fastening flaps so I would not rip the box.
I opened to box, the flaps and folds laid out flat on the desk and there sitting in the middle were 10 Hershey's kisses and a half eated potato chip. He looked at the booty for a minute, says "Hey, that's my chip", snatches it up and pops it in his mouth. As soon as he is done he looks at me and says "Happy Mother's day mommy, do you like your present?". Marina and I were laughing so hard! I would have to say that it just might be one of the best Mother's Day presents I will probably ever receive from him. What a memory!
I opened to box, the flaps and folds laid out flat on the desk and there sitting in the middle were 10 Hershey's kisses and a half eated potato chip. He looked at the booty for a minute, says "Hey, that's my chip", snatches it up and pops it in his mouth. As soon as he is done he looks at me and says "Happy Mother's day mommy, do you like your present?". Marina and I were laughing so hard! I would have to say that it just might be one of the best Mother's Day presents I will probably ever receive from him. What a memory!
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