Friday, January 2, 2009
I could not have said it any better
A change in the complexion of leadership
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Posted 1/2/2009 10:00:00 AM Article :
World War II veterans, who represent the last massive contingent of Americans who have seen the battlefield, are dying at the rate of 1,200 per day. Certainly there are thousands remaining who served with distinction in the Korean War, in Vietnam, in the Persian Gulf and in Iraq and Afghanistan. But the odds of our nation being led by a veteran is diminishing as a prospect. Between 1944 and 1992, prior military service was considered a must for presidential candidates. Those who are old enough to remember Dwight D. Eisenhower recall the euphoria that existed when a conquering war hero came home to lead us in peacetime. Apparently voters no longer consider service in the military to be a high priority - for themselves or for candidates. Vietnam, for the most part, changed all of that. The necessity for military experience ended in 1992 when Bill Clinton defeated President George H. W. Bush, a decorated World War II veteran, and again four years later when he defeated Sen. Bob Dole, another combat veteran. It was repeated again when President George W. Bush defeated Al Gore and John Kerry, both Vietmam veterans, and finally last year when Barack Obama, with no military service, defeated John McCain, who spent over five years in a North Vietnamese prison camp. In the summer of 2007, Reuters reported of the 18 candidates for the 2008 presidential election, only two had experience on the front lines - McCain and Duncan Hunter. Several others served in non-combat roles, but for the most part service experience was limited. In 1970, veterans accounted for 21 percent of the voting population. By the year 2000, that was down to 11 percent and, within two decades, it will be as low as 5 or 6 percent. As we contemplate the toll of our involvement in two faraway countries, neither of which offered a threat to our freedom, it is vital we also remember those Americans who abhor war the most are those who have experienced it firsthand and have been touched by its far-reaching and tragic tentacles. As former President Eisenhower reminded Americans, "Men who have never known war are those who are most eager to send others into combat." Vice President Dick Cheney, who offered much of the energy behind our current engagement, obtained four separate deferments from the draft during the Vietnam War. President Bush served with the Texas Air National Guard. Neither President-elect Obama nor Vice President-elect Joe Biden have any military experience. Several weeks ago, we quoted a World War II veteran who once said America will be the land of the free only so long as it remains the home of the brave.
Perhaps we would add " ... and the wise." We have squandered most of the goodwill we once enjoyed with the international community. We have little support in our efforts to police a world that seems to find us more intrusive than helpful. Our economy is in shambles and we are in the midst of a recession. Unless we quickly focus our attention on the battles at home, our position of power could be undermined, not militarily, but economically and politically. The military heroes, who led this nation and who fought to save the freedom we enjoy, will have sacrificed in vain if we do not maintain our capacity to retain a position of power on the world stage. Stewart Patrick, a former state department official at the Council on Foreign Relations, recently said, "There is no return to the time when the United States was the 'indispensable power.' The world has moved on. We are still a major player, but we are not the captain of the team. This need to collaborate and compromise rather than demand requires more than weapons and sheer strength. It will take new approaches and new solutions."
In the future, we may not always be led by veterans, but we owe them the kind of nation they helped preserve.
HTTP://eastoregonian.info/main.asp?
Posted 1/2/2009 10:00:00 AM Article :
World War II veterans, who represent the last massive contingent of Americans who have seen the battlefield, are dying at the rate of 1,200 per day. Certainly there are thousands remaining who served with distinction in the Korean War, in Vietnam, in the Persian Gulf and in Iraq and Afghanistan. But the odds of our nation being led by a veteran is diminishing as a prospect. Between 1944 and 1992, prior military service was considered a must for presidential candidates. Those who are old enough to remember Dwight D. Eisenhower recall the euphoria that existed when a conquering war hero came home to lead us in peacetime. Apparently voters no longer consider service in the military to be a high priority - for themselves or for candidates. Vietnam, for the most part, changed all of that. The necessity for military experience ended in 1992 when Bill Clinton defeated President George H. W. Bush, a decorated World War II veteran, and again four years later when he defeated Sen. Bob Dole, another combat veteran. It was repeated again when President George W. Bush defeated Al Gore and John Kerry, both Vietmam veterans, and finally last year when Barack Obama, with no military service, defeated John McCain, who spent over five years in a North Vietnamese prison camp. In the summer of 2007, Reuters reported of the 18 candidates for the 2008 presidential election, only two had experience on the front lines - McCain and Duncan Hunter. Several others served in non-combat roles, but for the most part service experience was limited. In 1970, veterans accounted for 21 percent of the voting population. By the year 2000, that was down to 11 percent and, within two decades, it will be as low as 5 or 6 percent. As we contemplate the toll of our involvement in two faraway countries, neither of which offered a threat to our freedom, it is vital we also remember those Americans who abhor war the most are those who have experienced it firsthand and have been touched by its far-reaching and tragic tentacles. As former President Eisenhower reminded Americans, "Men who have never known war are those who are most eager to send others into combat." Vice President Dick Cheney, who offered much of the energy behind our current engagement, obtained four separate deferments from the draft during the Vietnam War. President Bush served with the Texas Air National Guard. Neither President-elect Obama nor Vice President-elect Joe Biden have any military experience. Several weeks ago, we quoted a World War II veteran who once said America will be the land of the free only so long as it remains the home of the brave.
Perhaps we would add " ... and the wise." We have squandered most of the goodwill we once enjoyed with the international community. We have little support in our efforts to police a world that seems to find us more intrusive than helpful. Our economy is in shambles and we are in the midst of a recession. Unless we quickly focus our attention on the battles at home, our position of power could be undermined, not militarily, but economically and politically. The military heroes, who led this nation and who fought to save the freedom we enjoy, will have sacrificed in vain if we do not maintain our capacity to retain a position of power on the world stage. Stewart Patrick, a former state department official at the Council on Foreign Relations, recently said, "There is no return to the time when the United States was the 'indispensable power.' The world has moved on. We are still a major player, but we are not the captain of the team. This need to collaborate and compromise rather than demand requires more than weapons and sheer strength. It will take new approaches and new solutions."
In the future, we may not always be led by veterans, but we owe them the kind of nation they helped preserve.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Let's have quite a year shall we? So long '08!

As a nation, how bad off can we be when we are fighting for snowman's rights? Up in Anchorage they want to ban the oversize SNOWZILLA. The friends of Snow, have set up a fundraising support site to raise money to fund Snow's ongoing existance. www.snowzilla.org. It's a hoot and keeps the world from being too dark.
About Snowzilla.org
Support Snowzilla...Snowzilla is no more. Municipal officials in Anchorage, Alaska have given a cease-and-desist order to builders of the giant snowman that made appearances the last three years in an east Anchorage neighborhood. I especially love the comment where Gov. Palin pardoned the TG turkey, but has it in for the snowman that brings happiness to so many! Show your support and build your own Snowzilla in a safe place and send in the pictures to supportsnowzilla@gmail.com and we will show them on http://www.snowzilla.org
I have a dream book that has some pop, fast analysis in it. Had it since college and I need to open it to see what these dreams might reveal... hope it's something positive and downright swell for the new year which is hours away~
The really good news for me is because I am dreaming, I am also in the REM or third stage of sleep. I would venture to say, years have passed since I dreamed two nights in a row. As a life long insomniac, stage 3 of sleep, the stage where your rest happens, rarely happens with me.
Got to run. Last day of work this week... love these three day work weeks BTW!
HAPPY 2009 to all my friends and loved ones, you know who you are. May we have a fantastic year (know our national improvement will occur on 1/20!)
Let's have quite a year, shall we?
Happy BD MrsDomestic!
TTFN and so long 2008!
Let's have quite a year, shall we?
Happy BD MrsDomestic!
TTFN and so long 2008!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Glued to the chair by Ima Slug
I had a run-in yesterday, at home, with a Newman-esque Post Office employee.His spirit lives on in a west coast intermittent PO employee!
Yep.
It's time off from any duties and I don't want to do a thing. After weeks of going it's stopping time. I have started an excellent so far xmas gift book and have my Mama Mia movie to watch. And then there is the nonstop online Yahtzee playing, courtesy of Pogo. I don't understand most of this coming to a grinding halt mode, but after a shower and other necessaries, I might just resume inertia.
Thoughts on this interaction yest: The doorbell rings, its a substitute mailman with a package too big for the mail slot. As I reach out to take it, he says,
"I'm kinda surprised you are even getting any bills in the mail with Obama elected.
Seems like the govt will pay those for you."
Huh?Seems like the govt will pay those for you."
The better half has an Obama sticker on the back of his pickup in the driveway which faces the road which must have caught the quipster's eye.
After a split moment of being really surprised, I said: "What kind of thing is that to say to me?"
He mumbles something and backs down the sidewalk saying: "Have a nice day now." I tell the family I want to let the Postmaster know about the crackpot comment. The family says let it go.
I am livid that a well paid Federal employee who is going to receive a pretty nice cost of living raise in January, courtesy of his president, would feel moved to say that to a customer he doesn't know. A year or so ago I went to the post office at 4:50 with 10 packages that need mailed. The PO employee at the window would not take them because it would take her past her 5 o clock quitting hour. We had a conversation which ended up with us not receiving pieces of our mail and having some of our mail dropped into the PO mail slot not get delivered. I hate to incur the wrath of the PO again, but I also hate to take surly, unprovoked comments as something acceptable for employees to say to customers. These are the comments that a professional, like when the strange co-worker who acts out at work, you say in your head.
Since I know the Postmaster personally, I will probably, knowing there will be some type of price to pay again, pass the comment on to him.
It's now blowing 40 miles an hour and in the oh so warm 30s....I don't love winter.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7X14U2qcFY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7X14U2qcFY
Perspective.
Merry Christmas...and we know, in spite of the economy, war Jan. 20, 2009, our fortunes will change.
ILU all!
Perspective.
Merry Christmas...and we know, in spite of the economy, war Jan. 20, 2009, our fortunes will change.
ILU all!
Back to the ho ho
This angel is one of my best friend's first grandchild. I love the beauty, born on my bd.Yesterday was a bit dark; today its back to the HoHo'init.
The better half and I got the grandkid shopping done last night. I love a 60 percent off price with a 15 percent off additional coupon at the register, for anything gifty or holiday-y. Made for bargains indeed. It was fun trying to personalize the gifts for the 7. Everything from a leatherman's fishing tool/knife for the nearly 13 year old to a lined and warm hoodie sweatshirt, size 2 , for the 7 month old to games and walkie talkies, books, fancy socks and more for the little ones. Youngest daughter will wrap these today. Tomorrow, we deliver. Tonight we are eating at Assisted Living...long and short story and then later tonight we go with our friends in their 30s who are lively and fun out to a fancy Christmas Eve meal. They are taking their 9 year old and we our 17 year old. Different but I have to get used to different. Daughter is in AZ with her beau and son will spend Christmas with his. I them. Oldest daughter sent a picture, text message with audio. I loved it and have been playing it over and over.
More later, tired and much to do.
HoHoHo!
The better half and I got the grandkid shopping done last night. I love a 60 percent off price with a 15 percent off additional coupon at the register, for anything gifty or holiday-y. Made for bargains indeed. It was fun trying to personalize the gifts for the 7. Everything from a leatherman's fishing tool/knife for the nearly 13 year old to a lined and warm hoodie sweatshirt, size 2 , for the 7 month old to games and walkie talkies, books, fancy socks and more for the little ones. Youngest daughter will wrap these today. Tomorrow, we deliver. Tonight we are eating at Assisted Living...long and short story and then later tonight we go with our friends in their 30s who are lively and fun out to a fancy Christmas Eve meal. They are taking their 9 year old and we our 17 year old. Different but I have to get used to different. Daughter is in AZ with her beau and son will spend Christmas with his. I them. Oldest daughter sent a picture, text message with audio. I loved it and have been playing it over and over.
More later, tired and much to do.
HoHoHo!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Listing sadness so I can move on
I cant stop thinking about the numerous friends and special acquaintances who have died in the past few years (and this list does not include loved family members). In order to deal with the losses, I am going to list them and hope in some way, this is a type of closure.
Denny -gone almost a year. He was my compatriot for 22 years in good deeds and an airtight friendship. He died in his mid-50s. He was a rouge, scallawag, selfish, wealthy, womanizer, recovered alcoholic after becoming a brittle diabetic. He was too bright, very emotionally needy, never overlooked a stray human or animal, loved what he loved, hated what he hated and let the world know. When he was young he took what he wanted from people and in business transactions and it came to haunt him in his last years. We were friends because of our syncing brains. He was the friend who said, pssst...got something cool to show you..and he generally did. He was a little boy in a grown man's body and because he grew up overweight, fought all his life to put those tough years behind him and be the friend of choice, the man of choice, for a short time, the husband of choice. He was utterly loyal and brilliant. There are so many things about politics, people savvy, financial plans that Denny taught me --he colored my world. I could see once his second wife who married him for the money then split, left, he was not going to do well on his own. I miss your phone calls, half-baked and dead on plans Denny. I am sorry I only called you and didnt come hold your hand in hospital. I didn't realize you were not going to bounce back this time. You were a fascinating, irritating, lovable beautiful human being. I am the luckiest to have you close for more than 2 decades.
Traci: She was responsible for hiring me many years ago at the VA...she gave me my first job. She died in her early 40s about 10 years ago...she did a William Holden, falling down stone drunk, hit her head and all alone, bled to death. Before drinking won, she was the most in a moment. A beautiful Irish woman all love, full of life, finding the best in people and helping nurture them so they could succeed. Her big love broke her heart, followed by the unexpected death of her dad. That was her turning point. There was no stopping the drinking. She dated a friend called Cowboy Bob. He told me later he wished he could have "got to her before Mike did." Me too. God Bless you Boss T...I know you are an angel holding court. Thank you for believing in me. There isn't a day I don't miss you.
Gale: One of God's newest angels, Gale passed away about a month ago. He was in his early 80s. He was the father of two of my friends from my formative years; an elder at the church I attended and a lifelong friend. He used to counsel me on making smart moves; and always sent love and hugs from he and his bride of 60 years each Christmas. About five months ago I ran into Gale at the VA and we sat and talked for maybe a half hour in his car (he wanted to drive me around the corner to my car so I didn't have to walk in a big wind storm). He was a stoic, a good, stable family man--he and his wife bought my aunt and uncle's rich people's house and his girls and I were church mice causing havoc each Sunday at church and at their home. When I lived through a fire storm during a local political election some years ago, he was at my back, always. Who doesn't need a strong role model all their life, as a wing man. I am thinking back on your advice more and more as I get older. You were cool for an old guy...I am just realizing now, how cool.
Linda Lou: Mother of two girls--she was married to my big kids' dad's best friend and we were newlyweds and young parents together. She died this Dec. 16 of cancer. She was 48. I loved how real Linda was--she was a girl from cowboy country who took no prisoners. You either loved her or leave her alone. She was far from physically beautiful but life raged inside her, coming out in giant belly laughs and a million great stories. I am so happy you met and married your prince who loved you right where you were at this past July-- and that your girls had you for as long as they did. You were a good friend to me...God speed. I know you are story telling around a campfire in your blue jeans Linda Lou.
Mike: Mike died last year just a swell guy in his early 50s. My sister's ex-husband, who dropped dead at home, in the chair, with his newly married second wife in the other room. You were supposed to live to be an old man with a million million stories Mike. Not this. He was the big love of my sister's life. I was always so sorry they could not, in two attempts, make things work for the long term. There was a beautiful caring between them. He was the hot rodding, steady as you go food processing mechanic whose mom dressed him growing up, as a dapper young cowboy. Every girl had a crush and every guy wanted a chance to hang with Mike. Sister of mine, you had a slice of the good life when Mike came to your rescue when you became pregnant with a rebound bf's child at 17. You and Mike married like you should have-would have, anyway...and he loved you always and took good care of you and the baby who is now 33. I am sure you are four-wheeling up there Mike. Thanks for the love you fused into my sister, it keeps her strong still.
William Michael: It absolutely kills me to think you died in a hospital bed just 10 minutes from where I work because the cancer you fought for almost 10 years, won. I am sorry sorry sorry you suffered. You called me your first and I called you my first. Boyfriend and Girlfriend that is. Wild Bill gave me a silver ring in 6th grade. I put it on even though it was much too small. My finger was turning purple and my dad had to cut it off with a saw. We went steady for as long as I had the ring on. When it was, at last, off my left ring finger, we were through going steady. Seemed like a lot of work. But thank you for spending your $3 allowance at the dime store in Walla Walla for a ring just for me. Bill was an interesting person that, because he didn't know himself, he was unknowable. Guarded, a chameleon. Charming and pesky. We spent all our junior high and high school years running with a gang of friends, causing trouble at summer church camps and devising ways to bother our youth minister, Norm. William Michael I am glad you grew up to have a good life for awhile with your wife and two kids before you got so sick so long. How did I lose touch and not tell you how much you meant to me. I know you are the mischieveous angel. I just wish you would have had many more birthdays so we could tell our dumb kid stories at each class reunion. Who am I going to talk to about sanding pig cutting boards with our bottoms and flying trainer bras we stole from camp counselors and other girls (I was your up till now your unknown accomplice). Who can I have that important conversation with now? I will love you and your zillion watt smile always William Michael.
John N: He was more my ex husbands friend, but he was my friend too for a long period of time when I was first married to my big kid's dad. John was amazing. He could fix anything; make anything; had a joke about everything; loved life and lived it large. A memorable summer outing with John, his wife and John's brother Donnie. We were fossil hunting in OR before it was illegal to be doing so on govt land. The ex, John and Donnie were drinking nonstop in the evenings and night. I was the driver in the middle of nowhere fossil land, going from site to site. John could play any musical instrument. They drank, John played, they all sang love songs, folk songs, drinking songs, ballads, John played, told jokes for what seemed like days. I will never forget how much he loved his girls and his wife. The wife had a midlife crisis for a year or so, with another woman and then came home. John just waited for her to do so. He died two years ago at 58. He had just retired the year before so he and his wife could enjoy their life and travel. That's wrong.
Margaret and Jack. My Mo and Po. These exceptional people passed a year ago. They were married for 67 years. They were my other mom and dad and I would not have survived my young adult years without them. They were the babysitters I mentioned above when talking about Linda Lou. They cared more on, than off, for my three wonderful kids and I. Mo and Po loved each other, life and everyone. Their home was the meeting place and problem solving place. As new parents and newlyweds, there was lots of learn, know, do and not do. Mo and Po were there, 25 hours a day, to help anyone needing conversation, food, advice, make a good decision. Jack rode his dad's best horse up to Margaret's house early one morning and said, get on, we are getting married. And she did, and they did. Their first house was a tent in the middle of the freezing cold Blue Mountains; their first car was a Harley. They came to own a lot of property and businesses in Elgin, OR. They lived the high life, lost everything and then learned to live like the rest of us. Fortunate me, to have them in my life for nearly 25 years. The ways they influenced myself and loved the kids and I so thoroughly will have to be writ another day. Love you love you love you. Here's to your straight shot of vodka each morning (Po called it medicine) and your 67 years of togetherness. We all need an example just like you two, to keep us set straight and love by example. I know Po is playing all night poker at the big table in the heavens while Mo is cooking up some indescriably delicious grub and laughing like the school girl, at Po's jokes.
I know I am missing a couple of friends and will add them when I recall.
All I know is, the first time you lose a friend...and you don't say good bye and you have no talisman at all, sans memories, it's dark and horrible. A gaping hole with no possible way to fill it and no real way to express the depth of loss. I hope by blogging a little about all these good people who filled my world with good, with sense, with unconditional love and belief and belonging, I can move on. TTFN
Denny -gone almost a year. He was my compatriot for 22 years in good deeds and an airtight friendship. He died in his mid-50s. He was a rouge, scallawag, selfish, wealthy, womanizer, recovered alcoholic after becoming a brittle diabetic. He was too bright, very emotionally needy, never overlooked a stray human or animal, loved what he loved, hated what he hated and let the world know. When he was young he took what he wanted from people and in business transactions and it came to haunt him in his last years. We were friends because of our syncing brains. He was the friend who said, pssst...got something cool to show you..and he generally did. He was a little boy in a grown man's body and because he grew up overweight, fought all his life to put those tough years behind him and be the friend of choice, the man of choice, for a short time, the husband of choice. He was utterly loyal and brilliant. There are so many things about politics, people savvy, financial plans that Denny taught me --he colored my world. I could see once his second wife who married him for the money then split, left, he was not going to do well on his own. I miss your phone calls, half-baked and dead on plans Denny. I am sorry I only called you and didnt come hold your hand in hospital. I didn't realize you were not going to bounce back this time. You were a fascinating, irritating, lovable beautiful human being. I am the luckiest to have you close for more than 2 decades.
Traci: She was responsible for hiring me many years ago at the VA...she gave me my first job. She died in her early 40s about 10 years ago...she did a William Holden, falling down stone drunk, hit her head and all alone, bled to death. Before drinking won, she was the most in a moment. A beautiful Irish woman all love, full of life, finding the best in people and helping nurture them so they could succeed. Her big love broke her heart, followed by the unexpected death of her dad. That was her turning point. There was no stopping the drinking. She dated a friend called Cowboy Bob. He told me later he wished he could have "got to her before Mike did." Me too. God Bless you Boss T...I know you are an angel holding court. Thank you for believing in me. There isn't a day I don't miss you.
Gale: One of God's newest angels, Gale passed away about a month ago. He was in his early 80s. He was the father of two of my friends from my formative years; an elder at the church I attended and a lifelong friend. He used to counsel me on making smart moves; and always sent love and hugs from he and his bride of 60 years each Christmas. About five months ago I ran into Gale at the VA and we sat and talked for maybe a half hour in his car (he wanted to drive me around the corner to my car so I didn't have to walk in a big wind storm). He was a stoic, a good, stable family man--he and his wife bought my aunt and uncle's rich people's house and his girls and I were church mice causing havoc each Sunday at church and at their home. When I lived through a fire storm during a local political election some years ago, he was at my back, always. Who doesn't need a strong role model all their life, as a wing man. I am thinking back on your advice more and more as I get older. You were cool for an old guy...I am just realizing now, how cool.
Linda Lou: Mother of two girls--she was married to my big kids' dad's best friend and we were newlyweds and young parents together. She died this Dec. 16 of cancer. She was 48. I loved how real Linda was--she was a girl from cowboy country who took no prisoners. You either loved her or leave her alone. She was far from physically beautiful but life raged inside her, coming out in giant belly laughs and a million great stories. I am so happy you met and married your prince who loved you right where you were at this past July-- and that your girls had you for as long as they did. You were a good friend to me...God speed. I know you are story telling around a campfire in your blue jeans Linda Lou.
Mike: Mike died last year just a swell guy in his early 50s. My sister's ex-husband, who dropped dead at home, in the chair, with his newly married second wife in the other room. You were supposed to live to be an old man with a million million stories Mike. Not this. He was the big love of my sister's life. I was always so sorry they could not, in two attempts, make things work for the long term. There was a beautiful caring between them. He was the hot rodding, steady as you go food processing mechanic whose mom dressed him growing up, as a dapper young cowboy. Every girl had a crush and every guy wanted a chance to hang with Mike. Sister of mine, you had a slice of the good life when Mike came to your rescue when you became pregnant with a rebound bf's child at 17. You and Mike married like you should have-would have, anyway...and he loved you always and took good care of you and the baby who is now 33. I am sure you are four-wheeling up there Mike. Thanks for the love you fused into my sister, it keeps her strong still.
William Michael: It absolutely kills me to think you died in a hospital bed just 10 minutes from where I work because the cancer you fought for almost 10 years, won. I am sorry sorry sorry you suffered. You called me your first and I called you my first. Boyfriend and Girlfriend that is. Wild Bill gave me a silver ring in 6th grade. I put it on even though it was much too small. My finger was turning purple and my dad had to cut it off with a saw. We went steady for as long as I had the ring on. When it was, at last, off my left ring finger, we were through going steady. Seemed like a lot of work. But thank you for spending your $3 allowance at the dime store in Walla Walla for a ring just for me. Bill was an interesting person that, because he didn't know himself, he was unknowable. Guarded, a chameleon. Charming and pesky. We spent all our junior high and high school years running with a gang of friends, causing trouble at summer church camps and devising ways to bother our youth minister, Norm. William Michael I am glad you grew up to have a good life for awhile with your wife and two kids before you got so sick so long. How did I lose touch and not tell you how much you meant to me. I know you are the mischieveous angel. I just wish you would have had many more birthdays so we could tell our dumb kid stories at each class reunion. Who am I going to talk to about sanding pig cutting boards with our bottoms and flying trainer bras we stole from camp counselors and other girls (I was your up till now your unknown accomplice). Who can I have that important conversation with now? I will love you and your zillion watt smile always William Michael.
John N: He was more my ex husbands friend, but he was my friend too for a long period of time when I was first married to my big kid's dad. John was amazing. He could fix anything; make anything; had a joke about everything; loved life and lived it large. A memorable summer outing with John, his wife and John's brother Donnie. We were fossil hunting in OR before it was illegal to be doing so on govt land. The ex, John and Donnie were drinking nonstop in the evenings and night. I was the driver in the middle of nowhere fossil land, going from site to site. John could play any musical instrument. They drank, John played, they all sang love songs, folk songs, drinking songs, ballads, John played, told jokes for what seemed like days. I will never forget how much he loved his girls and his wife. The wife had a midlife crisis for a year or so, with another woman and then came home. John just waited for her to do so. He died two years ago at 58. He had just retired the year before so he and his wife could enjoy their life and travel. That's wrong.
Margaret and Jack. My Mo and Po. These exceptional people passed a year ago. They were married for 67 years. They were my other mom and dad and I would not have survived my young adult years without them. They were the babysitters I mentioned above when talking about Linda Lou. They cared more on, than off, for my three wonderful kids and I. Mo and Po loved each other, life and everyone. Their home was the meeting place and problem solving place. As new parents and newlyweds, there was lots of learn, know, do and not do. Mo and Po were there, 25 hours a day, to help anyone needing conversation, food, advice, make a good decision. Jack rode his dad's best horse up to Margaret's house early one morning and said, get on, we are getting married. And she did, and they did. Their first house was a tent in the middle of the freezing cold Blue Mountains; their first car was a Harley. They came to own a lot of property and businesses in Elgin, OR. They lived the high life, lost everything and then learned to live like the rest of us. Fortunate me, to have them in my life for nearly 25 years. The ways they influenced myself and loved the kids and I so thoroughly will have to be writ another day. Love you love you love you. Here's to your straight shot of vodka each morning (Po called it medicine) and your 67 years of togetherness. We all need an example just like you two, to keep us set straight and love by example. I know Po is playing all night poker at the big table in the heavens while Mo is cooking up some indescriably delicious grub and laughing like the school girl, at Po's jokes.
I know I am missing a couple of friends and will add them when I recall.
All I know is, the first time you lose a friend...and you don't say good bye and you have no talisman at all, sans memories, it's dark and horrible. A gaping hole with no possible way to fill it and no real way to express the depth of loss. I hope by blogging a little about all these good people who filled my world with good, with sense, with unconditional love and belief and belonging, I can move on. TTFN
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Let it keep snowing
The following weather update
is what we have in store for us tonight
and tomorrow after six inches last night,keeping
in mind family and friends in the northern part of the state
and in Oregon, are getting far far worse weather than we:
EMERGENCY WEATHER REPORT:
A STRONG WINTER STORM TO CONTINUE AFFECTING THE REGION INTO TUESDAY. AN INTENSE STORM SYSTEM WILL CONTINUE TO SPREAD SNOW ACROSS THE
REGION THROUGH TONIGHT WHEN ANOTHER BAND OF SNOW WILL PASS ACROSS THE AREA. THE SNOW TONIGHT MAY BECOME HEAVY AT TIMES. TOTAL
AMOUNTS BY MON MORNING WILL RANGE FROM 5 TO 10 INCHES ACROSS THE ENTIRE REGION WITH OVER A FOOT IN AREA MOUNTAINS.
Work tomorrow, with very little to do and a scant case of just a handful of workers who will be on the premises. Hope I have enough to stay busy!
TTFN
A STRONG WINTER STORM TO CONTINUE AFFECTING THE REGION INTO TUESDAY. AN INTENSE STORM SYSTEM WILL CONTINUE TO SPREAD SNOW ACROSS THE
REGION THROUGH TONIGHT WHEN ANOTHER BAND OF SNOW WILL PASS ACROSS THE AREA. THE SNOW TONIGHT MAY BECOME HEAVY AT TIMES. TOTAL
AMOUNTS BY MON MORNING WILL RANGE FROM 5 TO 10 INCHES ACROSS THE ENTIRE REGION WITH OVER A FOOT IN AREA MOUNTAINS.
Work tomorrow, with very little to do and a scant case of just a handful of workers who will be on the premises. Hope I have enough to stay busy!
TTFN
Friday, December 19, 2008
Plenty O Winter to go around

Lots o Winter! !This is a gorgeous photo of snow in Walla Walla taken by a Walla Walla photo diva.
Winter is all around us...brother in Walla Walla says more than three feet where he lives; the WW Airport reports more than 25 inches fell continuously in the last 24 hours. Same same for Spokane, Couer d'Alene and all along the Blue Mountain corridor to our West. We have enough snow and ice to dirty the cars, make driving semi-trecherous in spots and need to stay bundled up in all outdoor interactions....unless you are my 17 year old, in which case you revert to a hoodie sweatshirt as soon as the temps got back into the teens....
Shopping is nearly done; one third of the wrapping is done, packages in the back of the car to mail today....and then baking and cooking this weekend.
Last night was the office holiday party...I am sure it was a good time, lots was planned but not for James and I. We thrift shopped, ate at Granny's (bad food bad food, don't go there ever again) and picked up a few stockings to stuff.
Our family stockings are officially on the missing list. These are the kids stockings from their childhood and the seven grandkid stockings I made from scratch. So off to Joanne's for more stocking material and a new glue gun.
I left Alexa at the dining room table making her name in sequins on her new stocking. I just know I am going to find the old ones as soon as these are hung. But move on...there are goodies to fill the stockings...
Last day of school for the girl...hope her retake math test helps ...we hear now her CAD class is taking her under.
As for me...talked with both the big kids last night--their worlds are right and therefore, so is mine. Off to James' oldest in Tri-Cities to celebrate the Christmas day with them. Two holiday parties tonight and tomorrow then a New Year's eve dinner with a 30s couple who are precious, unique and keep us entertained and refreshed...
Getting ready for work now...TTFN and TGIF!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
One sad bright spot
if you watch "Ruby" on the Style channel,
you know how devastatingly hard it is
to lose and keep off weight.
The fact I am now talking about my weight,
means I am subconsciously getting ready
to do something about it.
That much I know about how my subconscious and I operate.
OK...so the only bright spot I can mention about needing to lose weight, is...while everyone I know (these are tiny people, no body fat) are a shivering and a shaking and can't seem to get warm, I am just fine and dandy in the current single-digit temps! (-4 without wind chill, driving to work this morning. 7 coming home...more winter storm manana!)
It's a sad day to say this in a public forum, but I am warm easily with very little layering because of the extra weight I have added since becoming the other half of the DebnJim show. He cooks great; I have two knee surgeries and one foot surgery in two years = need to must to got to lose weight.
Every ad I hear on the radio, tv and read in the magazines, all talk about what extra pounds mean=health problems. I am at the age where I can't ignore these truths...and obviously, can't ignore anything made of sugar or bacon (or, I confess, coffee!) either. More later!
TTFN
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Winter Ball arrives concurrently with Winter!
Grandpa Bob calls her Easy Money from the many poker games the family played while Lex was in AK staying with he and Grandma for a couple of months the last couple of summers. We call her Lex. She is in no way way camera shy.She and the BF and a GF tripped the Winter Ball lights fantastic last night. Not so much fun they said, with a 50s theme...with same music none of them could relate to. Oh well...no matter what....it is good to be 17 with life and the.big world waiting for you!
It is snowing and icing outside as I write at 5 in the morning. 21 degrees. Winter arrived nonsensically just as the weathermen in the area promised us. See next:
Radar Page 1 - Our original Regular Updated LIVE Radar Map Links... http://www.emergencyemail.org/weatherradarmap.aspSevere Weather Map Link . . . . http://www.emergencyemail.org/weathermap.asp MAJOR WINTER STORM TO CONTINUE IMPACTING THE AREA WITHSIGNIFICANT SNOW ACCUMULATION THROUGH THIS AFTERNOON. SIGNIFICANT WINTER WEATHER WILL CONTINUE TO IMPACT THE REGIONTHROUGH THIS AFTERNOON. AN ARCTIC COLD FRONT HAS MOVED THROUGH THEREGION. THIS WILL BRING SIGNIFICANT SNOWFALL TO MOST OF THE REGIONTHROUGH THIS AFTERNOON. NORTHERN BLUE MTNS OF OR-NORTHWEST BLUE MOUNTAINS-INCLUDING THE CITIES OF.MEACHAM.TOLLGATE338 AM PST SUN DEC 14 2008 WINTER STORM WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 10 AM PST THIS MORNING. A WINTER STORM WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 10 AM PST THISMORNING. HEAVY SNOW WILL CONTINUE THROUGH AT LEAST THIS MORNING. TOTALSNOW ACCUMULATIONS OF 12 TO 24 INCHES ARE LIKELY BY LATE MORNING.BLOWING & DRIFTING SNOW DUE TO GUSTY WINDS WILL BE POSSIBLE ATTIMES. A WINTER STORM WARNING FOR HEAVY SNOW MEANS SIGNIFICANT SNOWACCUMULATIONS ARE EXPECTED. SNOWFALL INTENSITIES WILL BE HEAVYENOUGH TO SUBSTANTIALLY REDUCE VISABILITIES AT TIMES. FOR ADDITIONAL WEATHER INFORMATION.CHECK OUR WEB SITE ATWWW.WEATHER.GOV/PENDLETON.
James is looking at generators for back up heat.
I am looking for a new dining room set.
We spent a little of yest. in some minor holiday shopping. Ended up mostly with ingredients for baking bad for you lemon bars, ginger cookies and more. That is mostly the plan for today. Still don't feel too sharp but must be the weather.
Did go out last night for an hour to do our parental "get lost" duty while Lex and her beau ate their salmon dinner at home before their dance. Wanted to sip a hot buttered rum to toast the first snow of the year. The local bar was out of HBR mix. I drank what I think the nice bartender called a Ski Jump - peppermint schnapps and hot chocolate. HIGHLY RECOMMEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Came home and fell right to sleep that is how exciting I am not.
I promised myself today to finish decorating, bake, clean up all unncessary piles of stuff, sort the xmas gifts for wrapping and read a little. We will see how much really gets done...
TTFN
Saturday, December 13, 2008
12 Days of Xmas Listing - Starts today

Here's the current list of has-done's to help jumpstart my 12 days until Xmas countdown (which starts today!)
Go to MD, get referral for sleep clinic - check
Get RX for other crud but it's the same over the counter RX which I am already taking - check
Vote online for my younger brother Jerrie's 2008 Wenatchee, WA Griswold house of the Year - please follow this link, I know he would love your vote too, you can vote once a day: http://ret.wenworld.com/so/lighting/lighting.php they are the house shown on the top of the page, 3513 Kimberly Court. - check
Search through 14 boxes of holiday decor for the grandkids little tree and everyone's stockings but not find them - check
Stand in line for holiday stamps, behind the sweetest, slowest grandma in Central WA, (I am thinking of leaving in February for a few weeks, shall I fill out my card to hold my mail today? Where is that quarter, I know its in the bottom here somewhere; did I tell you my grandson called me yesterday?) I realize it's an important social outing saying "Hey" to the folks at the post office, but impatient I was. At least I wasn't the holiday postal patron holding a dolly full of boxes in one hand and a basket of cards needing stamps in the other - check
Sit and read the list of noteworthy books of the year - check
Find a new holiday front door wipe your feet mat at Bi-Mart that will fill the bill, according to youngest daughter, this was one item I was seriously slacking on in my slow to decorate house mode. So high holiday it is! Starting at our front door! check
Sift through every thrift store in Eastern OR and Central WA looking for stocking stuffers - find an excellent inside food dish for diva cat Audrey Oreo and three Pendleton wool shirts in new condition to Ebay - check
Remember it's time to order "It's a Wonderful Life" from Netflix - check
Load enough ingredients to make 10 double batches of pecan fudge - check, check, check - remember my weight from the MDs visit this am, remove half the ingredients, check
Find all the delicious food ingredients for daughter's fabulous pre-Winter Ball salmon meal tonight - check
Finally clean out hall closet (James pulled items, I took them in) and donate an armful of coats to the local Eagles who is having a coat drive, check
Hear all about son's planned wonderful Portland weekend where he not only has his best friend in town, home on a 30-day leave following his third Iraq tour, but he has orchestrated a fine BD celebration for his new GF on Satuday night, an outing to the shiekest Nutcracker Ballet, dinner, nightlife and a stay in a posh downtown Portland hotel, surrounded by city holiday ambiance and lights, kind and caring, that's my boy- check
Check in with college roommate about her grand finale FBI citizen's camp and her 53rd BD, no call back yet, check
Watch James drool and moon over a new gun to take out on the shooting range. He has me hold it, says its a good size for me; I am drawing every possible blank known to female-kind as it feels like a heavy gun and no more. He is smiling, it's been awhile, so if he's happy, I am happy - check
Congratulations Meredith on finishing another quarter of school! I am waiting to see a photo of your first tree, check
Make coffee...go sip it, savor it, drink it in front of our Griswold tree....Check
TTFN
Friday, December 12, 2008
If I feel better will my holiday cheer return?
I woke up this December feeling sooo...holiday cheery...had the ER incident and now sick with other crud---all boxes bursting with holiday decor are out of the garage in the house, waiting for my feel-better attention, I am hoping that my natural happiness for the season returns.Youngest daughter said last night: "Hey Mom...you are slacking here in the Christmas department. The house is hardly decorated..." She noticed and that was the one thing I was trying to avoid.
To the MD again today. Hoping for a magic pill to reverse aging, cynicism, laziness, sloth, overeating, pettiness and low energy. :)
The goal today: take all pertinent holiday stuff out of boxes and place around the home. Be cheerful no matter what so daughter can feel some of her anticipated holiday joy. She did admit last night, she has no clue what she wants for Xmas. So that makes shopping easy. Most of the adult kids are getting $ and something fun. I need to shop for the grands. I have most of their stocking stuffers...stocking stuffersx9 = alot of shopping and imagination for just that part of it! But I sincerely love it! Grandson #2 always loves a jar of maraschino cherries in his stocking; granddaughter #3 loves any type of bling; granddaughter #1 loves words and thinking toys; granddaughter #2 loves nature, outdoors, shells, rocks and so its great fun....
Daughter's Senior Winter Ball is tomorrow night. From what weather.com says, the dance and the first ice and snow storm of the year should converge about the same time. But the dance is mere blocks from home. No worries. My better half and I are cooking the on again, off again couple's fancy dinner de jour at home--we inherited some fantastic Copper River salmon from my mom and stepdad who live next to the famed AK salmon-running river 3/4 of the year. Mmmm mmm goood. Salmon, rice, fresh frozen Walla Walla asparagus, salad with raspberry vingagrette dressing, cougar gold cheese topping, cheesecake with fresh raspberries.
There are quite a few holiday gatherings coming up in the next week. We will see how many the fairly we the anti-social couple will actually attend. For sure my sister in law who is having "light hors d ouerves from 7-10 p.m., followed by a sit down candlelight champagne dinner at 10 p.m." soiree on the 20th. My older brother is the luckiest sot on the planet to have won her hand.
Coffee aka the holy grail is cooked; the reluctant Internet which was toast this am, is back up so...TTFN
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Reluctant Scrooge-ette
Reluctant Scrooge-ette trying to overcome external forces to enjoy her life. At least for the moment, insomnia reigns nights and ruins my days. Hope to reverse this trend but not thinking about it too much at the moment. It's in the teens outside and I need to remember to bring the cat in charge of the house back in.
(HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR GINA!! It's your something anniversary of your 29th...and we in frigid central WA wish our friend every happiness on your day! We love you!)
MD appt this Friday to talk about the sleep study.
Worked late and almost missed a family dinner tonight. I was the one in the scene that roars in at the last minute with the anti-holiday attitude, out of sorts and disinterested. I did what I could to put on the game face and enjoy but I wasn't proud of myself.
Most of it was driven by the underperforming co-worker who gave me her next revision of a pretty big book project at work. At least two-thirds of the edits excellent co-worker had made, were not done. Therefore, mark it up again and return it. The same thing happened at lunch where I was asked at the last split second to shepherd a revision of a simple product. Four edits and running into the noon presentation deadline later, typos, mixed up sentences and other. It took me to a dark place that I am not sure how to extract myself. Although I was promised no interaction with her, I am steeped in it. Think good thoughts, send solutions. I am documenting so I have a valid trail--thanks for the tip Richard. In the real world, termination would be an old memory and someone capable and hungry for the great job would be turning out pretty professional products.
Second complaint of the day: stepdaughter tells her father she is going to GED school for testing. I talked to the administrator, there is no GED testing at night in Dec. It all takes place at 8:30 in the morning. Grandpa had the kids so the "testing" could happen. I was in the little down town down the road to get items for tomorrow's work potluck and noticed the community college was totally dark and boarded up during GED testing time. I don't participate in the pretend anymore. As much as I would like to be supportive...I will support reality.
Need to bring out more holiday decor. It's looking very deserted in our usually festive living room. And put on the happy holiday face. Underneath, I am happy but I just can't seem to get out of first gear with it.
On a bright note, found the blue collar radio channel and it cheers me up both to and from work like no other!
Daughter has her senior prom this Saturday. I vow not to have the discussion to try to force her to wear a coat over her strapless shoulders...unless...and I hear snow and ice are on the way...there is snow and ice. I know she will throw the coat off when she gets into the car. And she will be 18 in 48 days. That is extraordinary and this is the last high school dance I get to watch unfold through teenage planning. I will miss it terribly.
And, I miss my big kids.
TTFN fa la la la la....la la la la..............
Sunday, December 7, 2008
The tables get turned
I have been writing about the well being of so many I love. I noticed after I woke up kinda late today (second wake up) today that I dont like to write too much about me. There's a reason. Writers prefer to be the invisible notetakers and history recorders. I don't like my photo taken ever and certainly do not like writing about myself unless I am connected to some piece of a story about someone I love or care about.
So three nights ago I was sitting in the ER with daughter's BF...that story is a recent blog. Last night, of all the unexpected winks there I was myself, in the same ER bed, with the same efficient and caring MD and nursing staff. Color me fortunate. Getting there however was problematic.
I will be brief. I need a sleep study to get to the root cause of a three year old stint of sleeping troubles: insomnia, snoring, apnea and other mix and match bad for you isms. It started a couple years ago when I had two back to back knee surgeries on the same knee followed soon after by foot surgery followed by the diagnosis of a hernia under my right rib. Three surgeries in two years (nothing done yet for the hernia) - all put a slow the pony way down on my former walking walking walking religion. I despise exercise in most forms but love to walk. I stopped walking but didnt adjust any other part of my life and therefore...put on quite a few pounds. Quite a few. Extra weight is bad and carrying upper stomach weight is bad and more facial and neck skin (sorry if this is too gross or too much information) is bad; not walking is bad; a hiatal hernia is bad. Add all this up and it equals last night's wake up call.
I woke up from a deep "nap" on the sofa about 2 a.m. I tossed on the night gown, washed the face and then brushed the teeth. I went to bed and realized I could not swallow and it was hard to get air. I got up, took some drinks of water and nothing. I woke up James and said to do something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He called 911. They asked him 40 questions and he said are you sending an ambulance or not? The lady dispatcher continued to ask questions. He told me to throw on my shoes he would drive me to the nearby (and dreaded) hospital. I finally did. He hung up and we were flying the 8 city blocks to the ER. The mean spirited dispatcher called James back. He was driving like crazyman and giving her a piece of his mind. They were not going to dispatch until they knew my allergies, age, what I ate and more. I truly could have been dead by the time they got through with all the screening. At the ER the nurse, nice as they were, they were also treating me like I was OK. I WAS NOT OK. Dizzy, seriously gasping for air and could not swallow. They were irritating me and the older one was showing I was doing the same for her. FINALLY....the MD came, looked down my throat and said, "very swollen throat and uvula--the horseshoe shaped back of the throat thing." Airway was closing due to the mass (and no woman, man or thinking animal with friends and family wants to admit this) snoring. But it's so. The horrible sensation called up the feeling I had years ago as a 20 year old in the ICU in Walla Walla with a horrible case of polio. The student-nurse had put the feeding tube in my nose and down my throat and into my lungs instead of my stomach. Drowning...I felt the same horrible way for a horrible 25 minutes last night. So the kind and efficient lady MD immediately had them put in an IV, give me two types of cortisone to help with immediate reduction of swelling of the throat and then drink something to totally numb my throat (GI cocktail she called it...thats a new one...) and a shot of something sleepy and happy to get the body relaxed and thinking of sleep.
Will have a follow up with the familyMD this week ASAP and get a referral to for a sleep study. Whoa...all that scary adventuring at 2-3 in the morning on Sat. Slept from 3-6 then got up for a short bit, then back to bed until noon...All ill thoughts of James' clothing I have been picking up rather than walk over went away. All ill thoughts of the local hospital (in this one case) went away. Many negative thoughts about the centralized 911 system came into play. We are going to use the local police number because it will more directly link our calls to the local ambulance. But I was scared then and I am scared now...needing to go to sleep and scared - I admit it. So doing what I can to get tired, prop up the pillows and hope for a restful night's sleep. James says he is going to guard me...but he has to get up in the am and head to Walla Walla for a follow up appt with his VA MD. Enough! Getting old is a dam lot of work. Don't let anyone tell you any different. I have so much yet to do, so this has to be dealt with. Thanks for good thoughts.
Other than the misadventure, a good weekend.
So three nights ago I was sitting in the ER with daughter's BF...that story is a recent blog. Last night, of all the unexpected winks there I was myself, in the same ER bed, with the same efficient and caring MD and nursing staff. Color me fortunate. Getting there however was problematic.
I will be brief. I need a sleep study to get to the root cause of a three year old stint of sleeping troubles: insomnia, snoring, apnea and other mix and match bad for you isms. It started a couple years ago when I had two back to back knee surgeries on the same knee followed soon after by foot surgery followed by the diagnosis of a hernia under my right rib. Three surgeries in two years (nothing done yet for the hernia) - all put a slow the pony way down on my former walking walking walking religion. I despise exercise in most forms but love to walk. I stopped walking but didnt adjust any other part of my life and therefore...put on quite a few pounds. Quite a few. Extra weight is bad and carrying upper stomach weight is bad and more facial and neck skin (sorry if this is too gross or too much information) is bad; not walking is bad; a hiatal hernia is bad. Add all this up and it equals last night's wake up call.
I woke up from a deep "nap" on the sofa about 2 a.m. I tossed on the night gown, washed the face and then brushed the teeth. I went to bed and realized I could not swallow and it was hard to get air. I got up, took some drinks of water and nothing. I woke up James and said to do something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He called 911. They asked him 40 questions and he said are you sending an ambulance or not? The lady dispatcher continued to ask questions. He told me to throw on my shoes he would drive me to the nearby (and dreaded) hospital. I finally did. He hung up and we were flying the 8 city blocks to the ER. The mean spirited dispatcher called James back. He was driving like crazyman and giving her a piece of his mind. They were not going to dispatch until they knew my allergies, age, what I ate and more. I truly could have been dead by the time they got through with all the screening. At the ER the nurse, nice as they were, they were also treating me like I was OK. I WAS NOT OK. Dizzy, seriously gasping for air and could not swallow. They were irritating me and the older one was showing I was doing the same for her. FINALLY....the MD came, looked down my throat and said, "very swollen throat and uvula--the horseshoe shaped back of the throat thing." Airway was closing due to the mass (and no woman, man or thinking animal with friends and family wants to admit this) snoring. But it's so. The horrible sensation called up the feeling I had years ago as a 20 year old in the ICU in Walla Walla with a horrible case of polio. The student-nurse had put the feeding tube in my nose and down my throat and into my lungs instead of my stomach. Drowning...I felt the same horrible way for a horrible 25 minutes last night. So the kind and efficient lady MD immediately had them put in an IV, give me two types of cortisone to help with immediate reduction of swelling of the throat and then drink something to totally numb my throat (GI cocktail she called it...thats a new one...) and a shot of something sleepy and happy to get the body relaxed and thinking of sleep.
Will have a follow up with the familyMD this week ASAP and get a referral to for a sleep study. Whoa...all that scary adventuring at 2-3 in the morning on Sat. Slept from 3-6 then got up for a short bit, then back to bed until noon...All ill thoughts of James' clothing I have been picking up rather than walk over went away. All ill thoughts of the local hospital (in this one case) went away. Many negative thoughts about the centralized 911 system came into play. We are going to use the local police number because it will more directly link our calls to the local ambulance. But I was scared then and I am scared now...needing to go to sleep and scared - I admit it. So doing what I can to get tired, prop up the pillows and hope for a restful night's sleep. James says he is going to guard me...but he has to get up in the am and head to Walla Walla for a follow up appt with his VA MD. Enough! Getting old is a dam lot of work. Don't let anyone tell you any different. I have so much yet to do, so this has to be dealt with. Thanks for good thoughts.
Other than the misadventure, a good weekend.
Friday, December 5, 2008
I love Fridays Saturdays and Sundays till 8 p.m.

SF daughter sent me the above link to a very entertaining and right on article on coffee art and coffee history and thoughts. If you love coffee...or talent...enjoy!
Neglected to write for the past week. Another week being blasted out of the work cannon! Actually accomplished my portion of a couple projects; Hurrah! Am disentangled from the young underperforming coworker. Her light was burning when I left last night to finish a projects so she could have a three day weekend..first time in the five months on board I have seen her put in any extra time. As the mother of kids her age, I am always watching and hoping for signs of needed, not hurried maturity. Not yet. Pretty self absorbed--and I like her very much. So nuff said.
The tree is up...the rest of the decor is still in boxes in the garage. A few do-dads are hanging at work so am hoping for some full on get er done this weekend. Have a funeral tomorrow that I want to attend.
Spent a portion of last evening with youngest daughter in the ER, with her bf who was severely dehydrated. He passed out at home. His dad was drunk bringing him in, disappeared for awhile and came back more drunk. The nurse said something to him in code to let him know she knew. The boy was better after a couple bags of electrolytes infused. The mother wasnt called, the dad said because he didnt "want to hear it from her." And the bf's 13 year old brother had not come home for two days. The dad was complaining about that....complaining.....not looking or caring but talking about how inconvenient it was for him. My fingers clinching my purse keep trying to go into an LOSER sign...Wow.
Now that daughter is nearly finished with her tooth implant process, James started his dental work on Monday...and by Thursday, he had a necessary tooth surgically removed. Lots of pain for him yest... I just know a letter from the L&I judge would help so much.
The coffee pot died Monday early morning; the laptop started its death scene Wed and gave it up last night - glad we got the five year full ride warranty....so will be waiting for the third electronic gizmo to give it up.
Richard, I hope you are feeling better!
Sharon and John, lots of prayers going out to your kids in their loss. It's a tough blow.
I hope the hands on the clock turn fast, fast, faster today. Just want to go home!
And read some books.
I miss my big kids. TTFN
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Please send happiness sprinkles

*to your left, happiness sprinkles*
Insomnia won last night. It's alright no work for two more days. Daughter is angsting about her job (bad boss) and I do not blame her. There are many other place to work so I suggested she spend some of her weekend putting in appearances and applications.
Got a good visit in yest. with my nephew and with a former writer who is a newlywed, new stepmom and in college. Nephew is good...long time since I spent time talking with him. Writer friend is in a very good groove. We also had another instance of child neglect (daughter's friend)--this time the parents left him alone for 2 days in 20 degree weather, no heat. I reported it and he came to our place for food and warmth.
I missed my long awaited lunch with MrsDomestic, and I am sorry for that. All issues: angsting daughter, child neglect and unexpected visitation took place at the same time. I realized I dont multitask very well anymore. MrsD and I have a foodie blog idea that needs launched. My bad and overwhelmed at the same time.
I cleaned the bedroom yest and the closet and found stashed presents from last year never given (I couldnt find them when I was loading up the tree!) so I am ahead this year if I dont forget the new hiding spot. I believe youngest daughter and I will be gathering xmas decor and putting it up Sunday. Just because we can, and it makes us feel happy.
Finally sat down and was able to read some NYer magazines that my friend Richard has been sending me for nearly a decade. THANKYOU Richard. The magazines make me so happy. I couldnt imagine how much I have learned in the last 10 years from opening them up and sitting still.
James is not feeling well so he is quiet and sleeping alot. Back injuries are horrible. The clock is ticking on the decision we are expecting from the judge. It would be great to be done before the end of the year. I hope it lifts his spirits. I loaded up my Turbo Tax for the work year 2008. Ready to get the worst over with come Jan. 1. Also will be doing youngest first FAFSA college financial aid form...the same day.
Enough. Happiness sprinkle some dust our way!
Friday, November 28, 2008
Dont talk while giving directions

Dinner turned out perfect! We packed it into two cars and left for TriCities to enjoy the meal with kids and 7 grands. I gave daughter the worst driving advice ever and we ended up in the middle of nowhere for 72 minutes (we both thought, so this is what an alien abduction must feel like!) We got to the house well over an hour after dinner was served. We had the condiments, rolls, pies, and more with us. Oh I could have been embarrassed, but instead we was just starved! Ate and played a long time with the kids. They played wear the new stocking hat gramma brought and see who can look goofiest; brush grandma's hair until it stands straight up; wear grandma's bracelet and glasses and grandpa's baseball hat and look ridiculous; blow the feather's off your nose and pass the baby who is 7 mos and very liberal about whose lap he sits on. We then stopped by my brother, sis in laws and visited with them and my three nephews, one I havent seen for a couple years. He is 33 and living in Boise.
Now I am debating whether to join the herd and stampede the after TG sales in an hour. I am not moved today to stand in line so might mosy around later. The joe is calling! TTFN
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Game On! Turkey to follow!
It's 5:30 a.m. and everything is en process. Bird will go in at 8:15....I did not brine it as I didnot realize its a 24 hour process. Next time.
Sweet potatoes are cooking; raspberry pie is finishing up...celery is soaking in the sink and the laundry is going...next shower then a fast run to the store for more celery and a few other items. Our little mini fridge in the back froze the extra celery I had stashed there...and it's game on! Woohoo!
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope I can catch a snippet of the Macy's parade. I went to the thrift store yest. and purchased 7 stocking hats, washed them this am. Want to fill them with something to take to the grands today...might have to slip by the $1 store....
TTFN
Sweet potatoes are cooking; raspberry pie is finishing up...celery is soaking in the sink and the laundry is going...next shower then a fast run to the store for more celery and a few other items. Our little mini fridge in the back froze the extra celery I had stashed there...and it's game on! Woohoo!
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope I can catch a snippet of the Macy's parade. I went to the thrift store yest. and purchased 7 stocking hats, washed them this am. Want to fill them with something to take to the grands today...might have to slip by the $1 store....
TTFN
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Unexpected Reason for Thanks!

Unexpected news! The second half of my better half's court date was cancelled yest. by his former employer who opted out of opposing him any further for his L&I benefits. They cancelled all their depositions of doctors, staff etc. Along with that, the second half of the very critical deposition by better half's primary doctor went very well, our attorney also reported. What this all means is the evidence is in, and in the hands of the judge.
At this point we are praying for justice to be served and James to receive his rightful post-injury medical care and fiscal benefits. Continued good thoughts and prayers are appreciated. This nightmare began three years ago next Monday. When the judge's decision is made, it's a huge step. No matter what the judge decides, my better half still has a broken body, but this will greatly restore his spirit if the right thing happens. Thanks for hanging in with us!!! Your support has been appreciated and needed more than you can imagine.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! We xoxoxo you all!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! We xoxoxo you all!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Let no worthy eaterie go unloved
My adorable daughter and her adorable ECV. I love this photo of them.I haven't felt like my happy self in a muchisimo long time.
But this am I got up at 4, started the coffee, uploaded TurboTax, imported tax info, printed off daughter's college application, did some laundry before 5. That means I am feeling better.
It is Thanksgiving week and I know in so many respects I am among the blessed. I try to keep that in mind when and while I am in the midst of nonstop whining.
James seems to be tracking better with his lists of things to do. I know we all need a purpose and he is happiest in a project mode. There are many things he cannot do any more and so many that he can. I loved talking to him on the phone yest when he was doing leaf disposal with oldest grandson. There was a tone to his voice that said I am feeling so happy.
Now that the deep house cleaning is off, my happy seems to be back on. I have been buying and hoarding holiday things to sell on Ebay. Now is the time to start taking pictures of them and getting them listed. The extra dinero always comes in handy this time of year.
On a current hardline with youngest daughter who continuously is breaking her curfew. She and her latest beau have been working through issues and she lets that dominate her life and common sense. Last night I could feel her hate and loathing but it doesn't matter. She is almost 18 and has some maturing to do yet. I love her too much to let her be unsafe or frivolous about her future.
Work was better yest. I accomplished a couple of long-standing items. Yah.
I am starting to make the mental cooking timeline in my head. I cant wait to start the TG cooking process.
I am also looking forward to sitting down with MrsDomestic my lovely co-worker and sorting out and brainstorming our foodie blog that will be coming to a blog near you. We both enjoy dining out and finding great eateries...so this is our answer to letting no eating venue go unloved.
TTFN
Monday, November 24, 2008
Plans for a 3DayRay & Beyond
Happiness is everything on your TG shopping list to feed 15 and you don't break a hundred dollar bill *Thank you WinCo!. The other happiness is moving the feed to your kids in law's house so they dont have to load up their five kids in 2 cars and try to herd them in someone else's house all day. My happiness from this is--although I love a houseful--I will not need to do any more deep or otherwise cleaning with the venue change. We still get to massively cook and make the dishes we love so we have leftovers, make the messes and have the right TG day smells in the houses, but we will just transport it to the TriCities instead of the crowd coming our way. It's all good!
My other happiness is planning for our next long road trip vacation which will be the day after youngest child is tucked away for her first day of college. We decided we will rent a car (see below for dream rental car) and drive the following route next year:
Vegas, Beatty NV, New Mexico, thru Texas, Branson, New Orleans (NO was the location of 10 days spent to celebrate my 40th BD followed by 3 days in NV, complete with one 5 minute segment of doing the twist on stage with Chubby Checker and me fitting into a white mini skirt sporting a tan--those were the days) then loop home. The dream is to be gone 2 weeks. Don't know if that is possible in any respect, but now I have something to wish and plan for. If only CBS would hire me to replace the late Charles Kuralt, life would be perfect (and no, I have not yet asked but I should--I would be good).
Don't try the Starbucks Thanksgiving blend coffee. It's not worthy of anyone's money. I cant wait until its gone so I can buy another bag of French Roast.
I actually sat down and read from a book and some magazines last night. Its been more than a month since I was relaxed enough to do it. It's a good sign.
And last but not least, we hit a couple thrift stores yest with great results. I felt so much better being back in the discount shopping circuit again. We had not gone out for more than a month and a half with James feeling bad. Many a treasure, some new for Xmas, came home with me!
Here's to a 3 Day Ray workweek!
TTFN
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Stella channeling rosedebbierose
This precious image is from a visit to my James' elementary school's100th birthday last year. We toured the immaculately kept brick and oak school and look what we found? His signature checking out this Daniel Boone book. He was 12 at the time. This is why preservation of our history is so critical. This is irreplacable. In my home town, the unspeakable is happening right now, they are tearing down one of my grade schools brick by brick, Hate is a strong word but the small part of me is feeling some pretty strong feelings for our red neck, narrow minded belligerant school board for not finding a way to preserve the irreplacable. Yesterday I gave myself one complete day off. It didnt happen without some resistance from the reader of Daniel Boone who wanted my company and assistance. But after a somewhat tense conversation that I wish was not necessary, we each kept our plans. I hope he enjoyed his day as much as I did. I got blonded, hair cut,cleaned the car, window shopped at the thrift stores, did household chores of my choosing; took in Life of Bees. The reader of Daniel Boone and I got out and walked for awhile in the excellent fall sun. It felt good to be in the fresh air. The life of bees, back to the movie, was OK, but book was much much better.
Today most of the angst of work is gone and it will remain so, I predict and hope for a week. Its a 3 day Ray workweek with an early out on Wednesday.
Happy 27th birthday to my MLS's favorite guy, Ethan. I hear an Ethiopean meal was on the slate in SF for his bd meal du jour! Hope it was filled with tasty fabulosity!
Enough! The coffee is calling! Here DebbieDebbieDebbie *why did my dad have to be in love with Debbie Reynolds and name me Debbie? I would have much preferred a name I could gracefully age with like Stella from Streetcar Named Desire or a cool name from prep boarding school like Cocoa, Cookie or even Bets! TTFN!!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Very Bare Threads
Hillary to be Secretary of State - BEST REAL NEWS OF THE WEEK! Her excellent mind put to work!
Its the end of the week. I completely confess to the following:

Its the end of the week. I completely confess to the following:
If I would have had enough time to watch the clock at work this week, I would have. The worst work week of my work life finished 2 hours ago. I finished the week in the most necessary for me, nicest way possible. I asked my boss who is 2000% unconfrontational, for permission to never work again with our trainwrecking colleague. He gave it to me. I have it and therefore, never again will have any type of communal projects with her. Never. Never is a long time but it's my plan for the long term.
Tomorrow Grandpa is doing all the babysitting he volunteered for. His two shifts start at 8:30 am until who knows when then again at 6 at night until midnight. He told both his two adult children he would (thinking we would since we normally do because five kids is the total of grands his son and daughter in law have and 2 adults are needed ) watch kids. I, being an utter shrew and just plain worn out, announced Wed. would not in any form or fashion, would I babysit for anyone for any reason this weekend. I will not be babysitting tomorrow. Hair appt early and then we will see what else I want to do to try to relax and unwind.

Here is the article of articles on a four turkey smackdown....such great reading! http://www.latimes.com/theguide/holiday-guide/la-fo-turkeycontest,0,1075586.story?page=2
I am hoping for something restorative to happen for me. I am down to threads, bare ones and cranky, short tempered and overdue for a time out, I can feel it.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tic Tac Me
Kramer Bird, I can relate! Some days I am the X. Other days I am the O, in the game of Tic Tac Toe. This week, I am trying to figure it out. Too much to recant, but let's say, good health and some quiet would be nice.
My new co-worker I adore; my longer term young co-worker is, I fear a train wreck waiting to happen and I don't want to be near the train. Far away and so I am trying to find ways to get the work done and keep myself separate so my performance and products end up of my design, not under the influence.I am cracking up listening to all the pundits and talking heads doing speculation and why hasnt he done this yet. 61 days to inaugeration. Let's let the man get on the job. Pundits, please talk about our so lame current Prez who is having a hard time staying busy...lets talk about the "sitting" president. There are lots of stats available to compile from 8 years of grossly mismanaged and long term global misery, pain and suffering.
SOCIALIST! Just wanted to say that. It makes some of our newly minted "GOP" friends and family seize up! Kind of like hollering Bunch! to a herd of sheep. Sheep going running. Try it some time.
Time for the shower and the ongoing game of Xs and Os. Its a balmy 32 degrees. I hear SNOW is in the forecast!
BTW, will be cooking for 15 on TG. I am very, very happy for this. Here birdie birdie!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Enjoyment is good...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMuRWRqpQXQ
I went looking for Obama's weekly You Tube chats and found this. I am old by comparison in the workplace, but love the words and idea.
Here is his fireside weekly:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMuRWRqpQXQ
I went looking for Obama's weekly You Tube chats and found this. I am old by comparison in the workplace, but love the words and idea.
Here is his fireside weekly:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMuRWRqpQXQ
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Plans made all day to cook up some fine chicken wings and dip them in bleu cheese went suddenly awry when the cook of the house opened up the two freshly purchased bags of chicken wings and the house filled with BAD CHICKEN odor. ohh...so when returning the chicken to the customer service young lady I tried to warn her to not touch the chicken or open the quadruple- wrapped bag too wide. She proceeded to open the bag wide and get it on her hands. I didn't have to say I told you so...ewwww..... so off to daughter's little restaurant for prime rib and garlic shrimp pasta. She is our favorite waitress. The food could have been immensely better. So the chicken won tonight.
Last week was mentally brutal. A friend of daughter's was beat up by his dad. We reported it to the school and DSHS. The friend has battered wife's syndrome and excused the father. The mother-wife did the same. I hope it puts the father on notice now that he has been reported. This is the second friend of daughter's that we have personally seen physically abused. It is beyond disgusting and shocking to me that children are treated like convenient punching bags.
A second tough issue this week was my young co-worker who has no work ethic. She has repeatedly failed to perform her part of critical assignments leaving me to clean up and finish up. It impacted my performance again on Friday. I hope for a resolve. I am too old to work with lazy and undisciplined people and carry their work loads. As much as I enjoy this coworker as a person, she has miles to go on many levels. It forced me to work late and miss a date with my grands. That above all, got under my skin.
Son and his gf are starting to cook at home. Applause all around. Thats a wise move and a great skill.
Daughter let me know how your interview went. I miss you.
Will Hillary be Secretary of State or Supreme Court justice? I vote for either. She is too brilliant to be set aside.
Must go now. Wish it was on a road trip.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008
High times and high winds

It's howling out right now with high winds blowing through our region. It woke me up at 3 a.m. with an earache. I will pay later at work, about mid afternoon to be sure. Son needs to travel home to Portland down the unforgiving Columbia River Gorge, so winds blow yourself away. Daughter congrats on your job interview. I will call u back as soon as i find my phone! MrsDomestic, all sympathy on the great loss of your grandpa.
more soon.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Hope against Hope

We have a new president-elect who seems to genuinely care about whether Americans are doing well or not. I feel 17 again-full of the same overpowering feelings of hope and possibility--as when I graduated so many thousands of days ago when I campaigned for the late George McGovern. I am pinching myself that we may be living with a thinking, planning, goal oriented compassionate government. And that the United States is on its way to becoming United.
My mother the ardent Republican told me three days post- Obama Tsunami that she is now hoping for the best. That's a great attitude Mom. I think AZ is really agreeing with you!
It's been a huge week in so many ways; court for James, dental work for daughter, a new President; so long to many Republic congressional fixtures; my former reporter MrsDomestic is my neighbor again at work; you can't imagine how lovely it is to look over and see that hardworking, bright newlywed. I feel much less alone on the job now. Grandson's football team won the Grid Kids Superbowl today. I didnt go but James did. I cant tolerate football games of any age or size since I can remember so I dont even try to fake it. College roommate was here with his friend and such a nice breakfast. I felt whole for having my friend of 30 years at the table with me. We had a fantastic Greek dinner last night with a fun young couple in their late 30s-such young energy and so engaged in their small happy life. I loved listening to them. I have books and magazine to read but I cant concentrate so its incessant online reading and online Scrabble. My Portland son (and only son) is coming to see us for a few days Mon-Wed. I cant wait. I miss he and his San Francisco sister...my oldest beautiful daughter so much. Never mind they are heading for 25 and 23.
Another court date in early Dec.
Please let us be done and let it be fair.
I have been beyond tired all week. So it's 6 p.m. and in the nightgown. I did get James Xmas gift today. Now I feel better. It was on sale. Dont think he reads my blog, but its QT cause you never know!TTFN
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Why isnt election day a Federal Holiday?
Why isn't election day a Federal Holiday?
Wish I could have helped write this!
Washington Post's endorsement
Barack Obama for President
THE NOMINATING process this year produced two unusually talented and qualified presidential candidates. There are few public figures we have respected more over the years than Sen. John McCain. Yet it is without ambivalence that we endorse Sen. Barack Obama for president.
The choice is made easy in part by Mr. McCain's disappointing campaign, above all his irresponsible selection of a running mate who is not ready to be president. It is made easy in larger part, though, because of our admiration for Mr. Obama and the impressive qualities he has shown during this long race. Yes, we have reservations and concerns, almost inevitably, given Mr. Obama's relatively brief experience in national politics. But we also have enormous hopes.
if Mr. Obama is a man of supple intelligence, with a nuanced grasp of complex issues and evident skill at conciliation and consensus-building. At home, we believe, he would respond to the economic crisis with a healthy respect for markets tempered by justified dismay over rising inequality and an understanding of the need for focused regulation. Abroad, the best evidence suggests that he would seek to maintain U.S. leadership and engagement, continue the fight against terrorists, and wage vigorous diplomacy on behalf of U.S. values and interests. Mr. Obama has the potential to become a great president. Given the enormous problems he would confront from his first day in office, and the damage wrought over the past eight years, we would settle for very good.
The first question, in fact, might be why either man wants the job. Start with two ongoing wars, both far from being won; an unstable, nuclear-armed Pakistan; a resurgent Russia menacing its neighbors; a terrorist-supporting Iran racing toward nuclear status; a roiling Middle East; a rising China seeking its place in the world. Stir in the threat of nuclear or biological terrorism, the burdens of global poverty and disease, and accelerating climate change. Domestically, wages have stagnated while public education is failing a generation of urban, mostly minority children. Now add the possibility of the deepest economic trough since the Great Depression.
Not even his fiercest critics would blame President Bush for all of these problems, and we are far from being his fiercest critic. But for the past eight years, his administration, while pursuing some worthy policies (accountability in education, homeland security, the promotion of freedom abroad), has also championed some stunningly wrongheaded ones (fiscal recklessness, torture, utter disregard for the planet's ecological health) and has acted too often with incompetence, arrogance or both. A McCain presidency would not equal four more years, but outside of his inner circle, Mr. McCain would draw on many of the same policymakers who have brought us to our current state. We believe they have richly earned, and might even benefit from, some years in the political wilderness.
OF COURSE, Mr. Obama offers a great deal more than being not a Republican. There are two sets of issues that matter most in judging these candidacies. The first has to do with restoring and promoting prosperity and sharing its fruits more evenly in a globalizing era that has suppressed wages and heightened inequality. Here the choice is not a close call. Mr. McCain has little interest in economics and no apparent feel for the topic. His principal proposal, doubling down on the Bush tax cuts, would exacerbate the fiscal wreckage and the inequality simultaneously. Mr. Obama's economic plan contains its share of unaffordable promises, but it pushes more in the direction of fairness and fiscal health. Both men have pledged to tackle climate change.
Mr. Obama also understands that the most important single counter to inequality, and the best way to maintain American competitiveness, is improved education, another subject of only modest interest to Mr. McCain. Mr. Obama would focus attention on early education and on helping families so that another generation of poor children doesn't lose out. His budgets would be less likely to squeeze out important programs such as Head Start and Pell grants. Though he has been less definitive than we would like, he supports accountability measures for public schools and providing parents choices by means of charter schools.
A better health-care system also is crucial to bolstering U.S. competitiveness and relieving worker insecurity. Mr. McCain is right to advocate an end to the tax favoritism showed to employer plans. This system works against lower-income people, and Mr. Obama has disparaged the McCain proposal in deceptive ways. But Mr. McCain's health plan doesn't do enough to protect those who cannot afford health insurance. Mr. Obama hopes to steer the country toward universal coverage by charting a course between government mandates and individual choice, though we question whether his plan is affordable or does enough to contain costs.
The next president is apt to have the chance to nominate one or more Supreme Court justices. Given the court's current precarious balance, we think Obama appointees could have a positive impact on issues from detention policy and executive power to privacy protections and civil rights.
Overshadowing all of these policy choices may be the financial crisis and the recession it is likely to spawn. It is almost impossible to predict what policies will be called for by January, but certainly the country will want in its president a combination of nimbleness and steadfastness -- precisely the qualities Mr. Obama has displayed during the past few weeks. When he might have been scoring political points against the incumbent, he instead responsibly urged fellow Democrats in Congress to back Mr. Bush's financial rescue plan. He has surrounded himself with top-notch, experienced, centrist economic advisers -- perhaps the best warranty that, unlike some past presidents of modest experience, Mr. Obama will not ride into town determined to reinvent every policy wheel. Some have disparaged Mr. Obama as too cool, but his unflappability over the past few weeks -- indeed, over two years of campaigning -- strikes us as exactly what Americans might want in their president at a time of great uncertainty.
ON THE SECOND set of issues, having to do with keeping America safe in a dangerous world, it is a closer call. Mr. McCain has deep knowledge and a longstanding commitment to promoting U.S. leadership and values.
But Mr. Obama, as anyone who reads his books can tell, also has a sophisticated understanding of the world and America's place in it. He, too, is committed to maintaining U.S. leadership and sticking up for democratic values, as his recent defense of tiny Georgia makes clear. We hope he would navigate between the amoral realism of some in his party and the counterproductive cocksureness of the current administration, especially in its first term. On most policies, such as the need to go after al-Qaeda, check Iran's nuclear ambitions and fight HIV/AIDS abroad, he differs little from Mr. Bush or Mr. McCain. But he promises defter diplomacy and greater commitment to allies. His team overstates the likelihood that either of those can produce dramatically better results, but both are certainly worth trying.
Mr. Obama's greatest deviation from current policy is also our biggest worry: his insistence on withdrawing U.S. combat troops from Iraq on a fixed timeline. Thanks to the surge that Mr. Obama opposed, it may be feasible to withdraw many troops during his first two years in office. But if it isn't -- and U.S. generals have warned that the hard-won gains of the past 18 months could be lost by a precipitous withdrawal -- we can only hope and assume that Mr. Obama would recognize the strategic importance of success in Iraq and adjust his plans.
We also can only hope that the alarming anti-trade rhetoric we have heard from Mr. Obama during the campaign would give way to the understanding of the benefits of trade reflected in his writings. A silver lining of the financial crisis may be the flexibility it gives Mr. Obama to override some of the interest groups and members of Congress in his own party who oppose open trade, as well as to pursue the entitlement reform that he surely understands is needed.
IT GIVES US no pleasure to oppose Mr. McCain. Over the years, he has been a force for principle and bipartisanship. He fought to recognize Vietnam, though some of his fellow ex-POWs vilified him for it. He stood up for humane immigration reform, though he knew Republican primary voters would punish him for it. He opposed torture and promoted campaign finance reform, a cause that Mr. Obama injured when he broke his promise to accept public financing in the general election campaign. Mr. McCain staked his career on finding a strategy for success in Iraq when just about everyone else in Washington was ready to give up. We think that he, too, might make a pretty good president.
But the stress of a campaign can reveal some essential truths, and the picture of Mr. McCain that emerged this year is far from reassuring. To pass his party's tax-cut litmus test, he jettisoned his commitment to balanced budgets. He hasn't come up with a coherent agenda, and at times he has seemed rash and impulsive. And we find no way to square his professed passion for America's national security with his choice of a running mate who, no matter what her other strengths, is not prepared to be commander in chief.
ANY PRESIDENTIAL vote is a gamble, and Mr. Obama's résumé is undoubtedly thin. We had hoped, throughout this long campaign, to see more evidence that Mr. Obama might stand up to Democratic orthodoxy and end, as he said in his announcement speech, "our chronic avoidance of tough decisions."
But Mr. Obama's temperament is unlike anything we've seen on the national stage in many years. He is deliberate but not indecisive; eloquent but a master of substance and detail; preternaturally confident but eager to hear opposing points of view. He has inspired millions of voters of diverse ages and races, no small thing in our often divided and cynical country. We think he is the right man for a perilous moment.
Wish I could have helped write this!
Washington Post's endorsement
Barack Obama for President
THE NOMINATING process this year produced two unusually talented and qualified presidential candidates. There are few public figures we have respected more over the years than Sen. John McCain. Yet it is without ambivalence that we endorse Sen. Barack Obama for president.
The choice is made easy in part by Mr. McCain's disappointing campaign, above all his irresponsible selection of a running mate who is not ready to be president. It is made easy in larger part, though, because of our admiration for Mr. Obama and the impressive qualities he has shown during this long race. Yes, we have reservations and concerns, almost inevitably, given Mr. Obama's relatively brief experience in national politics. But we also have enormous hopes.
if Mr. Obama is a man of supple intelligence, with a nuanced grasp of complex issues and evident skill at conciliation and consensus-building. At home, we believe, he would respond to the economic crisis with a healthy respect for markets tempered by justified dismay over rising inequality and an understanding of the need for focused regulation. Abroad, the best evidence suggests that he would seek to maintain U.S. leadership and engagement, continue the fight against terrorists, and wage vigorous diplomacy on behalf of U.S. values and interests. Mr. Obama has the potential to become a great president. Given the enormous problems he would confront from his first day in office, and the damage wrought over the past eight years, we would settle for very good.
The first question, in fact, might be why either man wants the job. Start with two ongoing wars, both far from being won; an unstable, nuclear-armed Pakistan; a resurgent Russia menacing its neighbors; a terrorist-supporting Iran racing toward nuclear status; a roiling Middle East; a rising China seeking its place in the world. Stir in the threat of nuclear or biological terrorism, the burdens of global poverty and disease, and accelerating climate change. Domestically, wages have stagnated while public education is failing a generation of urban, mostly minority children. Now add the possibility of the deepest economic trough since the Great Depression.
Not even his fiercest critics would blame President Bush for all of these problems, and we are far from being his fiercest critic. But for the past eight years, his administration, while pursuing some worthy policies (accountability in education, homeland security, the promotion of freedom abroad), has also championed some stunningly wrongheaded ones (fiscal recklessness, torture, utter disregard for the planet's ecological health) and has acted too often with incompetence, arrogance or both. A McCain presidency would not equal four more years, but outside of his inner circle, Mr. McCain would draw on many of the same policymakers who have brought us to our current state. We believe they have richly earned, and might even benefit from, some years in the political wilderness.
OF COURSE, Mr. Obama offers a great deal more than being not a Republican. There are two sets of issues that matter most in judging these candidacies. The first has to do with restoring and promoting prosperity and sharing its fruits more evenly in a globalizing era that has suppressed wages and heightened inequality. Here the choice is not a close call. Mr. McCain has little interest in economics and no apparent feel for the topic. His principal proposal, doubling down on the Bush tax cuts, would exacerbate the fiscal wreckage and the inequality simultaneously. Mr. Obama's economic plan contains its share of unaffordable promises, but it pushes more in the direction of fairness and fiscal health. Both men have pledged to tackle climate change.
Mr. Obama also understands that the most important single counter to inequality, and the best way to maintain American competitiveness, is improved education, another subject of only modest interest to Mr. McCain. Mr. Obama would focus attention on early education and on helping families so that another generation of poor children doesn't lose out. His budgets would be less likely to squeeze out important programs such as Head Start and Pell grants. Though he has been less definitive than we would like, he supports accountability measures for public schools and providing parents choices by means of charter schools.
A better health-care system also is crucial to bolstering U.S. competitiveness and relieving worker insecurity. Mr. McCain is right to advocate an end to the tax favoritism showed to employer plans. This system works against lower-income people, and Mr. Obama has disparaged the McCain proposal in deceptive ways. But Mr. McCain's health plan doesn't do enough to protect those who cannot afford health insurance. Mr. Obama hopes to steer the country toward universal coverage by charting a course between government mandates and individual choice, though we question whether his plan is affordable or does enough to contain costs.
The next president is apt to have the chance to nominate one or more Supreme Court justices. Given the court's current precarious balance, we think Obama appointees could have a positive impact on issues from detention policy and executive power to privacy protections and civil rights.
Overshadowing all of these policy choices may be the financial crisis and the recession it is likely to spawn. It is almost impossible to predict what policies will be called for by January, but certainly the country will want in its president a combination of nimbleness and steadfastness -- precisely the qualities Mr. Obama has displayed during the past few weeks. When he might have been scoring political points against the incumbent, he instead responsibly urged fellow Democrats in Congress to back Mr. Bush's financial rescue plan. He has surrounded himself with top-notch, experienced, centrist economic advisers -- perhaps the best warranty that, unlike some past presidents of modest experience, Mr. Obama will not ride into town determined to reinvent every policy wheel. Some have disparaged Mr. Obama as too cool, but his unflappability over the past few weeks -- indeed, over two years of campaigning -- strikes us as exactly what Americans might want in their president at a time of great uncertainty.
ON THE SECOND set of issues, having to do with keeping America safe in a dangerous world, it is a closer call. Mr. McCain has deep knowledge and a longstanding commitment to promoting U.S. leadership and values.
But Mr. Obama, as anyone who reads his books can tell, also has a sophisticated understanding of the world and America's place in it. He, too, is committed to maintaining U.S. leadership and sticking up for democratic values, as his recent defense of tiny Georgia makes clear. We hope he would navigate between the amoral realism of some in his party and the counterproductive cocksureness of the current administration, especially in its first term. On most policies, such as the need to go after al-Qaeda, check Iran's nuclear ambitions and fight HIV/AIDS abroad, he differs little from Mr. Bush or Mr. McCain. But he promises defter diplomacy and greater commitment to allies. His team overstates the likelihood that either of those can produce dramatically better results, but both are certainly worth trying.
Mr. Obama's greatest deviation from current policy is also our biggest worry: his insistence on withdrawing U.S. combat troops from Iraq on a fixed timeline. Thanks to the surge that Mr. Obama opposed, it may be feasible to withdraw many troops during his first two years in office. But if it isn't -- and U.S. generals have warned that the hard-won gains of the past 18 months could be lost by a precipitous withdrawal -- we can only hope and assume that Mr. Obama would recognize the strategic importance of success in Iraq and adjust his plans.
We also can only hope that the alarming anti-trade rhetoric we have heard from Mr. Obama during the campaign would give way to the understanding of the benefits of trade reflected in his writings. A silver lining of the financial crisis may be the flexibility it gives Mr. Obama to override some of the interest groups and members of Congress in his own party who oppose open trade, as well as to pursue the entitlement reform that he surely understands is needed.
IT GIVES US no pleasure to oppose Mr. McCain. Over the years, he has been a force for principle and bipartisanship. He fought to recognize Vietnam, though some of his fellow ex-POWs vilified him for it. He stood up for humane immigration reform, though he knew Republican primary voters would punish him for it. He opposed torture and promoted campaign finance reform, a cause that Mr. Obama injured when he broke his promise to accept public financing in the general election campaign. Mr. McCain staked his career on finding a strategy for success in Iraq when just about everyone else in Washington was ready to give up. We think that he, too, might make a pretty good president.
But the stress of a campaign can reveal some essential truths, and the picture of Mr. McCain that emerged this year is far from reassuring. To pass his party's tax-cut litmus test, he jettisoned his commitment to balanced budgets. He hasn't come up with a coherent agenda, and at times he has seemed rash and impulsive. And we find no way to square his professed passion for America's national security with his choice of a running mate who, no matter what her other strengths, is not prepared to be commander in chief.
ANY PRESIDENTIAL vote is a gamble, and Mr. Obama's résumé is undoubtedly thin. We had hoped, throughout this long campaign, to see more evidence that Mr. Obama might stand up to Democratic orthodoxy and end, as he said in his announcement speech, "our chronic avoidance of tough decisions."
But Mr. Obama's temperament is unlike anything we've seen on the national stage in many years. He is deliberate but not indecisive; eloquent but a master of substance and detail; preternaturally confident but eager to hear opposing points of view. He has inspired millions of voters of diverse ages and races, no small thing in our often divided and cynical country. We think he is the right man for a perilous moment.
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