Now Playing: SCARY BUG/ Taps MOVIE and Wash my Hands!

Oh how my lovely has grown!

♥My Beauty♥, who was 5 at the time, And the "Taps" Player, my son who is now 21 star in this epic!
The time goes way TOO FAST! Isn't she gorgeous!
The first movie: "Scary Bug/ Taps", is of a bug accosting ♥My Beauty♥ as we wait for her brother to play Taps. To quiet her down, I place many kisses on her face, so as to no disturb the grieving family at their loved ones funeral.
The next feature: "Wash My Hands" is of My Beauty making lovely pictures on the back of the car. You can hear my sigh of disdain as she wipes clean the top portion of the bumper.
Who knew how much I would cherish this video!
AAUUGGHHH!

Look at the date of this newspaper! Jason wasn't even in high school and he was already playing with the band! Jason is between the 40 & 50 yrd line!

 
 

Jason playing trumpet for his last school concert! :-(

 
 

The Comedian, in Disquise!

Ian, Well no mystery there! Blue Ninja, Again Two Years Running! 

Little Miss, Pink Kitty Princess!

Miss Rhiannon: Pink Kitty Princess, Two Years Running! 

Names have been obscured to protect the innocent! HE! HE! Just in time for Halloween! 

The Makings of a Comdian!

Inside of Ian! 

File under "Silly Nonsense"

This is how I would describe my life:
"It's Comedy Hour, 24 Hours A Day" Don't laugh, It's not funny!

A Day In The Life...

The drama as of late... Well well well which sorrid tale should I tell? Well my son Ian and daughter are playing, very well I must admit... Ian, who is never short on the drama, manages to end up swallowing a philips screwdriver bit! You know the kind, it is a screwdriver in which you can change the tip and never have to look for the right screwdriver again, unless you manage to lose the bits! Go figure! SO... He and his little sister are playing with a box she and I had decorated as a house. How the bit got in there is not a mystery. As of late it is no ones responsibilty when it comes to putting things in their place.... Rhiannon, sitting in a chair above him, Ian sitting on the floor beneath her. She knocks over the box. Ian's mouth, open! VOILA! The bit manages to be sucked into, and down Ians throat! He screams: "I swallowed a screw!" I come running in from the kitchen, wondering why daddy is not on the ball (did I say I was wondering? Men!) and how it is when he is sitting right there; HOW in the world has this managed to happen! Well as you will soon find out, this is Ian and this is our life !!! (Three exclamation marks!) Things just happen here... "Are you sure you swallowed a screw?" I ask. "YES! It's right here in my throat!" Ian screams, How he manages to say anything is beyond my comprension after swollowing what he says he just swollowed! And he points to his throat with such a fierce action for a 9 year old.... Ian, as you will find out, is over the top with everything... "Ok Ok calm down" I say. Daddy says have him drink milk.... I veto him, to which I latter find out that is what the Dr.s at the ER say to do! (AAUUGGHH!) And I have daddy rush him to the ER just in case Ian really did swallow the Screw bit! Cause you know, I'm sure Ian just felt the screw bit brush his lip and he "thought" he swollowed it. Mr Academy Award Winning Actor! Can this evening get any worse! I had to say that! The X-ray confirms he really did swallow the screw bit! His x-ray is almost as big a he is! So he has to spend the next few DAYS HOME from SCHOOL, and # 2 in a "HAT" that sits on the toilet seat, so that we could examine what he has "passed"! OH JOY! All the school work we will have to make up! AND examining his leftovers for the screw bit! BUT Daddy took him to work, (Yes, a luxury in this day and age) and he sat at the computer, was the honored guest and told his tale of woe to all who would listen of course! And Daddy gets to examine the leftovers! ME? I had a doctors appointment. (More about that latter...) Previously on ER (Oh that sounded like the T.V show!) Previously AT THE "ER"! Ian tells anyone who will listen he swollowed the screw because: "Im low on iron!", "I'm going to be Frankenstien for halloween because I already have one bolt in me", "I'm screwy" (Yes it is not really a Screw or a Bolt, He's 9 Ok?) And the jokes just keep comming! Did someone turn on the neon sign saying it was comedy hour? They let him keep his X-ray! And they were so Nice! He spent TWO whole days home from school! (SIT DOWN! YOUR GOING TO PREFORATE YOUR INTESTINE AND DIE FROM A SLOW LEAK!) Did I mention he has an A+ in conduct at School? And now he wants to drill a hole in the bit and wear it around his neck on a leather lace... Thats my Boy!

somewhere in the past...

Man, I'm getting depresssed, low, quick
When am I gonna learn, who am I gonna turn, too.
empty heart
delusional thoughts
martyard wife
shattered life
false
the mask wherein I hide
sores of pain full thoughts, wounded pride
all hope abandoned
a long time ago
in my mind
open wounds drip, claws that wont release
pull me in to make it, present.
Paranoid
where have I gone
who stole my happiness and left me this diseased soul
took my life and threw me aside
and it was gone, I blinked and
I screamed inside my head
starring in the mirror
I'll kill you
give me back, whats mine and all that should have
been, stolen
I'll find you and kill you, me
laugh, don't cry
hide
inside, your head, keep it secret
pain, loneliness, paranoia, don't tell
don't tell, STOP YELLING!
my head aches with the bickering
the war never ceases suffering increases
I can't even look at you
me
pieces
my life has been torn into
no use of picking them up what no love can put
back together
Unitl you, so much alike so much to hate
especially of what reminds me of me
scream, scream again, there's no end...

HMMM, HMMM, HMMM, HMMM....

Ok, I'm new at this so I really don't know what I am doing....What's new!
Well it is 1:25 AM and I feel sneaky cause I got our of bed and here I sit... I spoke to my Dear Friend Shanna and had a good and needed laugh! All the while Ed composed collages for the Meeting tomarrow... Trying to navigate this is not my forte, see, how in the world would you get that little mark above the "e" in Forte?? Beats me... And this dashboard thing is beyond my comprehension for now, Like I can get five minutes to figure it out.. maybe after this post....
I told Shanna that I needed to remember something, but alas it is in the jumbled mess of what I call the "dinning room table"... Meaning, something new gets put on the table and something falls off the far end. No more room left. I think most people know that about me, and that endears me to them! HA! HA! Boy am I funny at this hour! I feel compelled to read these "blogs"... And I was told you really don't let anyone know you have posted them.... Like I excitedly told Shanna what I was doing and that was her reply... I guess she means the "high ups" and such... Like I said we are attending a "Meeting" tomarrow, but what kind of Meeting...HHMMM Ancient Chinese Secret........