You’d think after a great vacation,
I’d have something to say.
But I don’t.
I’m stuck.
I got nuthin.
My brain was apparently shut down for too long and is still on holiday.
I’m having trouble startin her back up.
Sorry…check back soon!
Saturday, July 1, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
UNCLE!!!
Uncle, Basta, Fins…
It all meant the same thing when we were kid’s rough housing.
It meant “Enough, stop, I can’t take it anymore”.
So hear me loud and hear me clear…
UNCLE!
Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle!!!
TC and Dini have ports in their chest.
They have IV tubes putting medicine in their bodies,
And drainage tubes taking things out.
They are scanned, they are poked, they are prodded and they are X-rayed.
They are cut open and sewn shut.
They are chemically poisoned every week.
They wait for Doctors and they wait on line at the pharmacy.
They are on hold with the insurance company, just to be told they’re not eligible to have a test their Doctors say they absolutely need.
And all the while, they feel like crap.
Today, as an added bonus, TC got to have two teethe pulled.
TWO TEETHE PULLED!
UNCLE
BASTA
FINS
ENOUGH!!!
It all meant the same thing when we were kid’s rough housing.
It meant “Enough, stop, I can’t take it anymore”.
So hear me loud and hear me clear…
UNCLE!
Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle!!!
TC and Dini have ports in their chest.
They have IV tubes putting medicine in their bodies,
And drainage tubes taking things out.
They are scanned, they are poked, they are prodded and they are X-rayed.
They are cut open and sewn shut.
They are chemically poisoned every week.
They wait for Doctors and they wait on line at the pharmacy.
They are on hold with the insurance company, just to be told they’re not eligible to have a test their Doctors say they absolutely need.
And all the while, they feel like crap.
Today, as an added bonus, TC got to have two teethe pulled.
TWO TEETHE PULLED!
UNCLE
BASTA
FINS
ENOUGH!!!
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
A Little Help for Our Friend
Our Dini is very sick.
She’s in terrible pain.
Pain that I pray none of you ever have or even witness.
Dini has been in the hospital for over a week now.
She is so thin and weak; we don’t know when she can come home.
Her support team is tired too.
They are also scared.
I ask that you pray for them…Dini’s keepers.
They too need strength, courage, wisdom and love.
Just like Dini…they need us.
Please take a moment…right now,
And send your good wishes their way.
Thank you.
She’s in terrible pain.
Pain that I pray none of you ever have or even witness.
Dini has been in the hospital for over a week now.
She is so thin and weak; we don’t know when she can come home.
Her support team is tired too.
They are also scared.
I ask that you pray for them…Dini’s keepers.
They too need strength, courage, wisdom and love.
Just like Dini…they need us.
Please take a moment…right now,
And send your good wishes their way.
Thank you.
Hook, Line, Sinker and Pots
I’ve got an addiction.
It’s a Television show on the discovery channel.
“Deadliest Catch”.
It’s the ongoing saga of one of the world’s deadliest jobs…
Alaskan Crab fisherman.
Each year, 5 ships led by fearless captains converge on Dutch Harbor, Alaska for the start of the Alaskan king crab season.
They fish the unrelenting Bering Sea.
It’s man versus Mother Nature, with Mother Nature often coming out on top.
40 foot waves, bone chilling temperatures, nearly 100% injury rates, swinging 700 lb crab pots…
This is good TV folks.
The crews, who you quickly become very fond of and truly worry about their safety, are a diverse crowd.
They have a friendly camaraderie between them but are ultra competitive, often pulling nasty pranks on one another.
In the off season, they live in places like Seattle and Hawaii.
The crabbing season is very short and these men can make enough money to support their families for the entire year.
Yet the risk is often higher than the reward.
Last night I watched a 3 hour marathon of Deadliest Catch.
I couldn’t drag myself away!
It comes on Tuesday night on the Discovery channel, (and reruns all through the week).
Catch it!
It’s a Television show on the discovery channel.
“Deadliest Catch”.
It’s the ongoing saga of one of the world’s deadliest jobs…
Alaskan Crab fisherman.
Each year, 5 ships led by fearless captains converge on Dutch Harbor, Alaska for the start of the Alaskan king crab season.
They fish the unrelenting Bering Sea.
It’s man versus Mother Nature, with Mother Nature often coming out on top.
40 foot waves, bone chilling temperatures, nearly 100% injury rates, swinging 700 lb crab pots…
This is good TV folks.
The crews, who you quickly become very fond of and truly worry about their safety, are a diverse crowd.
They have a friendly camaraderie between them but are ultra competitive, often pulling nasty pranks on one another.
In the off season, they live in places like Seattle and Hawaii.
The crabbing season is very short and these men can make enough money to support their families for the entire year.
Yet the risk is often higher than the reward.
Last night I watched a 3 hour marathon of Deadliest Catch.
I couldn’t drag myself away!
It comes on Tuesday night on the Discovery channel, (and reruns all through the week).
Catch it!
Monday, June 12, 2006
Are We Having Fun Yet?
We leave on vacation Friday,
We’ll be gone for a week.
I’m flippin exhausted already!
Remember when you were a kid and went on vacation?
One day you were playing in the backyard with the neighbor kids,
The next you were 1000 miles away on a beach somewhere.
A week later…you’re back playing with the neighbor kids oblivious to the amount of work it took (someone) for you to have all that fun.
How DID that magic happen?
WHO made that magic happen?
I know, I know…
Mom did!!!
She figured out where we were going and when.
How we were getting there and more importantly how we were going to pay for it.
She also had the 4-1-1 on what there was to do and see on our vacation destination.
Mom would pack us.
Stop the mail and newspaper.
Board the dogs.
Get the neighbor kid to mow the grass and his mom to water the flowers.
The contents of the fridge were rationed out with great precision a few days prior to leaving.
The house was cleaned and the laundry done.
Upon our return…
She was the one who transitioned us back into everyday life.
No wonder Mom always had a supply of crisp 5 dollar bills for the plane trip!
“Red wine” I can still hear her say to the stewardess when she came by with the beverage cart..
Only then, with that first well deserved sip did her vacation actually begin.
Well I’m the Mom now…
And I’ve got three more days till then.
Someone, quick…lock up the booze!
And just so I’m clear here…
God help the first kid who says “I’m bored”!!!
God help them!!!
We’ll be gone for a week.
I’m flippin exhausted already!
Remember when you were a kid and went on vacation?
One day you were playing in the backyard with the neighbor kids,
The next you were 1000 miles away on a beach somewhere.
A week later…you’re back playing with the neighbor kids oblivious to the amount of work it took (someone) for you to have all that fun.
How DID that magic happen?
WHO made that magic happen?
I know, I know…
Mom did!!!
She figured out where we were going and when.
How we were getting there and more importantly how we were going to pay for it.
She also had the 4-1-1 on what there was to do and see on our vacation destination.
Mom would pack us.
Stop the mail and newspaper.
Board the dogs.
Get the neighbor kid to mow the grass and his mom to water the flowers.
The contents of the fridge were rationed out with great precision a few days prior to leaving.
The house was cleaned and the laundry done.
Upon our return…
She was the one who transitioned us back into everyday life.
No wonder Mom always had a supply of crisp 5 dollar bills for the plane trip!
“Red wine” I can still hear her say to the stewardess when she came by with the beverage cart..
Only then, with that first well deserved sip did her vacation actually begin.
Well I’m the Mom now…
And I’ve got three more days till then.
Someone, quick…lock up the booze!
And just so I’m clear here…
God help the first kid who says “I’m bored”!!!
God help them!!!
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