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

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!

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:
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

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Well the evening belonged to the chicken.
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.

Friday, October 31, 2008

honest to pete i had 2 comments and didnt know

So I am off work today being a domestic spud.
Do some work, watch the pundits and
just figured out I had two real comments on the blog.
I love getting more educated and yet,
know at the same time,
I am pathetically behind
in the real world technology--
so not just loss of slippage but also grippage...

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.


Six daze since I last lit up my humble but necessary middle aged blog air waves. On the face of it, that feels patently impossible.
But if your job is being shot out of a cannon every day, it's not surprising.
It's Halloween and I am slipping. Not one Halloween happy card was disbursed in my household today. First time in my adult and parenting life that didnt happen. Did get a token hello off to my big kids and did have the grand hoedown with the Grands. But I feel slippage.
Long talk with oldest daughter last night. She's one of my heroes. She never stops for an inch or a day to continue to improve her life. Think the word she used yest was capacity for living. Your beautiful soul is the most in any moment daughter. You inspire me.
T-5 means just short of a week for this two year long U.S. presidential campaign to be put to the voters. What a RELIEF!!!!!!!! My former boss and friend says he cant sleep at night unless he listens to the talking heads recap the day. Us either. We are like glue sticks each evening waiting to get the analysis.
Another friend just passed away--too many lost in the last couple years..its nothing that is quick to process--final goodbyes...; stepdad is suffering and stepdaughter is having her challenges this week. Wish we had pixie dust to intervene. Gas prices, just as i predicted too dropped to 2 year lows right before the election. Lots of predicted negotiating going on with our attorney and the state's and my better half's former employer. Court or no court. Deal or no deal. I need to find a place to park my animosity. At the end of the day, the deal best include mechanisms to address the real, the pain, the chronic health issues. What a corrupt nightmare the WA State Dept. of L&I is.
It's time to make the day's game plan and sip the sacred java.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of.
You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
--Albert Camus




Saturday, October 25, 2008

Rain is nothing but water


Aren't these girls BEE U TEEE FULL???

Jamie Moyer celebrating division championship. Update: Phil's take the third game 5-4 tonight. Hardfought game. Jamie just said, this "is at the very top of my career." Maybe they could clone him? He was also named Fox - Chevy player of the game!
What's a little rain when you are THE 45 years old starting pitcher for the ball team of your youth---and you are playing in your home town?
Rain is nothing but water.
It's been heaving torrents of water in Phillie tonight and the crowd has hung in. Jamie had his feet up in his locker, just before the game it was reported...just chillin' - We are backing you up all the way Jamie.
May the cold as stone Ms, who traded you gone, be envying you on high Jamie, while you are enjoying YOUR your night in the spotlight!
His first pitch of the game 82 mph ball!
It's Phillies 2-1, third inning.
Politics: Every shade of both parties are sick of it. 9 days until the election. I have my Jack Daniels ready. Either way, it's the libation du jour for me.
It's homecoming in our little town tonight. Youngest daughter just decked herself out in a sweet T and trimmings from the $1 store. When its your own money, its a whole new mode of shopping! It's more of a Sadie Hawkins than formal. Oh to be living life in the young and tender lane.
It was really good to see my mom, stepdad Bob and brother Jerrie, nephews Gabe and Keith today.
Son: thanks for calling so often. Being stuck in traffic is annoying in every instance except the mom who receives the regular killing time calls. I love how you are having overdue happiness in your life. :)
We hear a deal is cooking with the evil state entity. Burn baby Burn all of you corrupt ones... Sometimes the small part of me needs to come out into the light. I confess that right now. ttfn



Monday, October 20, 2008

Running on empty Jackson Browne where are you





Mondays getting back in the saddle just Kill Me!!@%%@%!%
OK Halloween Party recap: Our Sat. party with the Grands was just. . . grand! It was the crawling all over you, covered with kids and kisses kind of day. Grandpa felt better, with the baby on his lap...the littliest boy who is five months old was cutting teeth, slobbering all over Grandpa and running a tiny fever. I got called down to the basement playroom to kill a big as a giant spider! And I left with the hard to see black thing in a napkin, and the all-around loud cheers of YAH GRANDMA!!! Being the GRANDparent is natural high life.
So back to the real world today where the mailman brings us one of at least two weekly letters from the lawyer.
^Candy Gram for Mongo^
We go 2 court in 2 weeks. lots more on that later but lets say it will involve a former employer whose middle name would shame Pinnochio.
Great news about JAMIE MOYER and the Phillies! Moyer is one of my heroes. He starts the third game of the 2008 World Series. That would have never have happened if he had stayed with my fall apart can't get back together again Seattle Ms.
T-14 to ELECTION (call it rightsizing) DAY!
Daughter is late late returning in her car....:(
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Saturday, October 18, 2008



Saturday and its time to think Halloween.
Big plans: Head to the 1 dollar store and find perfect treats for the grandkids ages 9 years to 5 months. Put together their early Halloween Treat bags head to their house, 30 miles down the road, grab pizza and fixin's and spend time soaking them in. It's the purest love and joy in the human form. It's high therapy for Grandpa who suffers from a work related injury and can't enjoy very many of his previous active life activities. But an hour or so of grands equals pounds and miles of anything else-- total distraction from the horrible pain .

As for Grandma, I get the Holiday fun which is some of my highest life's happiness - holidays are days Grandpa could do without. Life without holidays seems bleak and pointless for me. I dont feel any of the commercialism - it's an opportunity to be together, be joyous and break the fun barrier--the best kind of distraction from real life must do's.
Tally Ho must Go!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Last Prez Debate was last night TTL!

This would be my family outside the gate while Obama,
our likely next Pres, was boarding his campaign plane this
summer. A great moment for us driving back from a day
trip to catch the candidate, his entourage and all the media
blasting out of Eastern Oregon, heading to Montana.

TTL - Thank the Lord. It was excruitating last night just sitting there during the debates. I have to give McCain credit for a 71 year old: stamina. I was wore out. And then wore out again listening to the post-debates talking heads doing their Ronco debate slice and dice. I think the candidates should have worn Hawaiian shirts and been served unlimited drinks of their choice all through the 90 minute debate. Now that would have been something to write and talk about!
Note to my Mom the Republican: It was said last night that 95 percent of Americans would get a tax decrease, not five percent of Americans are the only ones who will be taxed.
I think everyone is exhausted. Obama looked it. I felt it. They must have given the tiger some juice. All I know is "My Friends" was replaced by Joe the Plumber. Hope you slept well Joe.
And let's hope now we can all move on to the most pressing issues in our own lives. What do we have we are losing (or not) when Wall Street opens each morning. The trickle down is going to be stupendous.
I am grateful to have a good job that does not involve banking, real estate, selling or making cars. What industry failure is next? Meanwhile, as I fully expected, gas prices are at their all time low right before the election. What economic landslide? Smoke and mirrors.
Work is full of making changes and planning activities. I love it. Tonight is once a quarter movie night with my former friends at the little newspaper I used to work at. I miss them everyday. These ladies are real, kind, fun loving...it will be good to get a fix how everyone is doing.
Tomorrow,
its finalize everything for our
upcoming Veterans Day parade.






Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Full of Corned Beef and Shopper Talker

Oy! Just my luck, scheduled blog outage at 8 p.m. Will type fast!
Home from long day and just had leftover corned beef and cabbage. Youngest daughter and two friends filled their plates too. Now seeing teenagers and corned beef does a mother good. They topped off the meal with candy corn and Butterfingers (junk food left from the ocean excursion). That's living.
Understand this part of the world broke an 81 year old record for cold temperatures a couple days ago while we were AT THE BEACH! Glad we were not here. I just crank up the electric blanket on the mattress and hope for the most warm when bedtime rolls around.
It was hard for the first few hours to get back in the work groove. As always, the schedule is overlapping in spades. My goal is to keep busy, keep making progress and hope that my contributions are found, over time to be invaluable.
Stepdaughter tore her big toe nail off. Talk about tortureous injury. I am so very sorry for her. Tried to tough it out for 2 days but ended up in ER today. Bad bad bad. Hurts hurts.
Yesterday a reporter from the nearby relatively big city paper interviewed me about the beauties of being a thrift store shopper. He was looking for talkers. He definately ran into the right shopper/talker, What I really wanted to say, was I do this sometimes, to resell, to help out since the State closed the injury claim on my better half for no reason; because they can. And we are T-21 days to going to court. I am praying for justice.
Step Dad is having medical tests ran. I am hoping they can find the issue and resolve it. He is as close to a senior size citizen saint as I have ever met. If life was a bowl of peaches he would be the sunshine and the cream.
I miss my big kids like breathing.
There's more but I am toooo tired...

Just because I can

Happiness is traveling to the beach with your family. Love the frequent smiler daughter in the shot. We laughed our pants off that she made it in the photo!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Post Beach See the Mom Smile

Time out from playing on the beach. Rock Band! I sang too!


HAPPY at the BEACH!

Lots of old adages applied while playing at the beach: Doesnt matter how old your kids are, when they are near the feeling that you didnt know co-existed with the empty nest, is gone. I was one hundred percent this past weekend while we beached it. It was a feeling light and happy in a way I dont feel any other time of my life. When I woke up at the beach on Saturday-day 1, glorious thoughts were in charge:




1) All three of my sweethearts are on the other side of the door. I could touch each of them if I really wanted to bother them. 2) I/WE are at the beach. The sound of the ocean could fill the room if I got my lazy self out of bed and turn the door knob. 3) James' neck was painfree. I havent told him yet that he was in my highest prayer before we went to bed. Please give him one painfree day while here so he can enjoy it. I should have asked for something different because it was one painfree day, then back to everything that hurts.



But it was beach time, hanging out time, lots of nonstop togetherness and talking that was long long, long overdue. The kids are 3 peas--they all live in different towns too many miles apart and then when together, clicking like clack. It was beyond words for this old mom.
Dinner has not been served yet and I have miles to go and its almost 8:30. So more reveling manana.
To Seth, Mer and Lex, thanks for the indulgance! To James who put up with me so I could have my way; 1000 percent to be at the beach serving a middle of Oct TG dinner to may family. Photo of the patient one next time! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks big guy for James' pain free day. Amen.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Early morning


It was quite a sunrise this morning, telephone lines and all. The coffee is cooking *that's how you know its morning here on Florence*; the last minute clothes are being washed. I made lists all night long in my head. Hope to pull off a turkey dinner tomorrow and let's see how well it turns out going into a furnished condo with unknown utensils and cooking dishes. May pack the platter and deep dish for other things.
Our plan of the day is to hit the road by 9-9:30 and meet up at a truck stop in somewhere PDX with Meredith's Ethan and his family who travelling by UHaul, moving, from an Alaskan Island to Arizona. Mer has never met his family and obviously the families have never met. I think this will be an excellent "opportunity!" Seth will meet us there too. The girls will transfer to Seth's good driving and we will grocery shop and do a two-car drive to the beach...about 9 miles from Lincoln City.
I worked as hard as I could this week to close out all my work projects. I left with a clean desk in hopes having nothing hanging would prevent incessant worrying about what's next. I find being the mostly breadwinner (for now) is stressful in that nothing can go wrong. I can see why men die younger because of all the worry. It's a new and not necessarily welcome insight!
Happy Friday! Richard, hope you had a grande' BD week! Did you get any bacon?
TTFN

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Now on vacation! And Third Rock from the Sun

Officially off work! So tired just want to sleep. We leave for the coast in the am. packing in the morning and grocery shopping in Portland. Meeting Mer's bf Ethan and his family for lunch, visit in PDX tomorrow. Should be an excellent time.
Lex got her new license in the mail today. Wahoo.
Mer said she has slept and rested so much she wants to sleep more.
Third Rock rerun. Too funny.
Bye.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Math sadness and junkie realization

Happy Birthday again Richard! Hope your day was laden with bacon! crisp!

Today is math sadness today. Youngest daughter has ongoing struggles. Needs either to pass her third year of math or pass the WASL math test. She has missed passing it by less than five points the last two times. I am a bonafide math bone head. I am no help, none. I sent for two math books for the girl and in hopes one of them can save her. It's very sad to be an adult and not be able to help. She is also going to forgo her lunchtimes for a week and spend it asking questions. Failing improvement I have contacted an official tutoring agency in Tri-Cities. I have no faith in the school's math depart. Both the chairman and the teacher responsible for teaching basic algebra failed daughter and more than 56 percent of her sophomore class. All these children failed and then the kids were told to take remedial classes after school, taught by you guessed it the same teacher. FRUSTRATION!!!!!!!!!!!!

On a different type of note. I love being a foodie. I didnt realize I was for years. Then about two years ago I read an article in the Sacramento Bee about folks who are foodies. More tomorrow.
It's been an extraordinarily inhuman and long day!
ttfn

Really early and B4 coffee

I have failed to mention my lovely older daughter is visiting from San Francisco. We have not been together for 10 months. She is a student and worker bee, living a sweet life with her bf Ethan near San Fran. It's been grande' to have her close. We talk almost everyday but that phone and email doesnt come close to having your child (no matter what age) withing touching and seeing distance. Although I have been keeping a wicked work schedule, the little bits of down time have been stellar. It's really fun seeing how the gene pool affects our children. She is very passionate about politics like I am. We ran out and put up a few Veterans Day parade posters around town, then a quick hello to youngest daughter, waitress/baristra and ran home again so we wouldnt miss any of the second presidential debate. It was an all star line up watching the debates. Mer had her couch, James had the recliner and I had the other couch. What one was thinking the other was shouting out. Being very verbal back to the tv. Say shouting in a passionate, focused way (ha!). I kept trying to imagine Mr. "My Friends" in charge of our country. Holy, holy. The best description I heard about it was, it was the 20th century candidate meets the 21st century candidate. Mer is running errands later to hometowns and her dads. Tomorrow we all got to think about packing for our Oregon coast beach trip! Coffee is calling! HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHARD!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Village Etiquette (ttfn)
A year ago I didnt know what a blog was. I just learned how to text three months ago so my kids would write me back. I clicked the wrong button looking for my daughter's blog, and lo, now I'm in middle-aged blogland hoping to get my writing fix happy back.
Thursday, October 2, 2008

Early Bird waiting on coffee
Coffee is nearly a religion with me, in the food-est and most-habit type of way. Not church religion but must have; never run out; try for the coffee perfection every morning kind of coffee drinking. As a fairly random human, it's hands down the most predictable feature I exhibit. It's morning, me, the coffee pot signalling "ready for you" and the ever vigilant kitty cat sizing me up to see how long until I refill her kat chow bowl. If I happen to be sipping fresh hot joe at the same nanosecond the sun rises, or getting my lazi-ness to take the top off our little three person hot tub on the deck and hopping in with said cup, perfection.Coffee enjoyment is for me, what smoking nasty cigarettes is to my better half, known affectionately as the pirate. There is no cutting corners, no going without. It is always at the top of any mental shopping list. Joe consumption started about 30 years ago in college when I realized it was cheaper to exist on coffee, on my always nil and minus budget, than six packs of now extinct Tab cola. My idea of a well rounded meal then was coffee, a bean sprout sandwich and more coffee. Disgusting in retrospect. But I was fighting weight, thoroughly awake at all the critical moments and it fit the budget.Yes it's a highly addictive habit, but I figure everyone has one habit, at least one they will acknowledge is non-negotiable. Coffee is mine. I hate malls, shopping; only drink occasionally (and less by the month as two beers normally means fall asleep an hour later); and don't get up to the nickle machine at the local Indian casinos on a rare occasion other than to enjoy the fabulous all you can eat sea food buffet.But back to coffee. Yes, its sitting hot and patient as I type this, near my left elbow.Next topics may be living with dyslexia, life as a Foodie and becoming an un-speller. All of them are me features or lifestyle issues I wasn't aware even had names until my 30s, 40s and 50s.
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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

First out blog
I think writing is best done just flat out writing and thinking later. Some one said along time ago that I must write so I know what I think. I wish I had said that first. I thought since I was little if I could go through my life just writing everything down, it would be perfect. I must write so I can continue thought processes and not get weighted down and overloaded.I decided to start this blog when I was trying to find my daughter's blog. I clicked the wrong button and here I am.As my intro says, a year ago I didnt know what a blog was; and I just learned to text so I could get my kids to write me back. I certainly dont know what a T9 is, but i's just the way it s.I changed jobs during the middle of the summer and my new position doesnt have me doing much writing.I am starving for it. So here you go.I have spent the last two and half months transitioning my brain. I am now one of the older people in the work place. It's the strangest thing to never think of yourself as having an age, and then changing jobs, seeing that I am one of few with grey hair and old lady support shoes (not really, but getting close). I think all the time how I am older and slower. Wiser in so many ways, yes, but older and slower.I used to have that killer instinct. I dont have much killer instinct left. In exchange I has a workplace perfectionism for all my projects and assignments and a great release, a totally great feeling of knowing very little is worth getting stressed over. It all works out!I love my kids, and my grands, and my better half and my family. We are about as typical as anyone I know. A little drama, alot of love sprinkled with a dollop of dysfunction.More later. I want to turn back into a reading vegetable. My Oprah magazine is waiting and so is the stack of books from the library.TTFN
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one last thing


Getting ready for the 4th Annual Prosser Vets Day Parade.

Excited for it! Just found this photo of James and his old schoolmate-friend Jackie from the 100th birthday of the Steptoe Elementary School. That was the day of the days...A perfectly preserved 100 year old elementary school and a day of activities to celebrate. Population: 50.


Editorial:

‘Killing Me Softly’
BY Deb Richards · March 19, 2008

Editor’s Note: Due to the large number of requests for this editorial to run again, here it is. Keep the faith.

“A citizen is better off getting hit by a bus, than being hurt on the job in Washington State.” –Anonymous

After being exposed for more than two years, in day-to-day, painful detail, to the Washington State Labor and Industries (L & I) system (which is described on paper, and in theory, to assist workers who are injured on the job), I have developed a greater appreciation for the phrase, “Killing Me Softly.”
If a more grossly un-American, acutely self-serving Washington State department exists, I would like to learn about it so I can compare it the atrocity which exists now, and calls itself Washington State Labor and Industry. This is a department that by statute, is given money earned by Washington State workers, on the principle there will be something to help workers who lose their health on the job, and their subsequent ability to earn a living, when they need it.
The Washington State L&I “Killing Me Softly” principle begins early in the career when workers are required by law to contribute a formulaic sum each payday to L&I. These mandatory funds accumulate for some day, and if. It continues when a worker is injured on the job. When the injury occurs, basic rights, assistance and access to those accumulated funds end.
By statute and formula, Washington State Labor and Industry is allowed to decide without medical validation, whether or not injured workers are truly injured. Entry-level employees without a certified medical background are allowed to screen the injured worker’s claims. Claims are often closed for reasons the department does not have to justify.
If the injured workers, (who is reduced to an abbreviation called IW), protests the closure, L&I pours it on. L&I inundates, attempts to intimidate and overwhelm the workers with what they call, “rules, paperwork, rights and responsibilities.”
Mind you, the injured workers have to negotiate all the State paperwork written in a medical terminology language, most don’t understand, without the benefit of any basic assistance, advocacy or representation.
Injured workers are never invited in, in person, to discuss their injuries; instead they immediately become dehumanized and faceless, assigned a case number. The entry-level gatekeeper’s job is to watchdog the injured worker’s paperwork for any missteps. If the injured worker fails to produce the right terminology, in any of the response paperwork, the price is very high.
L&I is allowed complete unaccountable access to the bottomless pit of taxpayer and worker funds to make the injured workers dance anyway they choose. Injured workers can be sent repetitively to their doctors to get a single piece of paper signed that says they are still off work; L&I is allowed to doctor-shop and send injured workers to repetitive medical exams until L&I gets the medical assessment they want.
These exams are called Independent Medical Exams or IMEs. They are not called objective medical exams because the State is allowed to choose “independent” medical provider to examine the injured worker. Mind you, these are hand-picked medical providers employed by the State as independent contractors, and yet the exams are called “independent?
While the scheduling of these visits and exams goes on, the injured worker can be denied basic medical assessment, treatment, and care. There is nothing in the statutes that says workers have to be given basic medical assessment tests, appropriate treatment or care.
Each injured worker has a medical fund. There are no RCWs to mandate how much of the fund is required to be spent on the injured worker’s care. L&I is completely at liberty to use it anyway they see fit. It all can be spent on consultants; and it often is.
And if an injured worker is financially compensated for a permanent injury, it is laughable. If a Washington State worker’s back is permanently injured on the job, he/she will receive $6,000. Imagine if you were hit by a bus and had your back broken, and lost your ability to work or even bend over to tie your shoes or carry a gallon of milk?
L&I holds all the cards and is allowed to operate in a culture which assumes every injured worker is a crook; taking everything from the system. In an age filled with acute technology and ultra-defining tests, faked injuries are easier now to determine, than 20 or 30 years ago.
But the old suspect culture of disrespectful disdain remains. It colorizes the transactions between L&I and the injured workers from day one, continuing through the ordeal of regaining health and returning to work or stabilized enough to go through retraining.
It is very typical for an injured worker who has spent their working life contributing to this fund to not only lose their health and ability to earn a living, but to lose their homes, transportation, health insurance, marriages, credit rating and families—and self-respect.
There is no one in the State system who cares about the injured worker, once the on-the-job accident happens. Pain and suffering comes not just from the on-the-job injury, but the endless months of emotional blasts and aftershocks of trying to make headway in the paperwork game called Killing Me Softly, by Washington State L&I.
If you are hurt on the job in Washington State, good luck to you. Workers are not allowed to sue Washington State employers for the creation and continuation of unsafe work conditions. L&I serves as the sole restorative financial hub for the injured worker; but to L&I, workers means nothing at all.
It is incumbent on elected officials who truly consider their jobs ensuring fair and equitable representation of its workers, taxpayers and citizens, to make substantive, ethical and cultural changes so when workers in Washington are hurt on the job, they are assured basic rights, assistance with and access to those funds designed to help them get well and return a productive life.


'ere we go again



Short story: Had blog, lost password after 2 days; new blog...ere we go again.



A little photo of one of the most beautiful places on earth: Blue Mountains of Eastern Oregon.

Was Obama or the older gentleman who kept calling us all My Friends the clear winner in tonight's debate? Well...on their heels was Gov Chris Gregoire and very greasy and arrogant sounding Dino Rossi. Clear winner? Seems like we all see it according to our political party filter.


I did the American/UnAmerican thing and stopped my 401K stock market contribution today. I work too hard to flush it. Steven Colbert said the stock market saw its shadow today and fell further. Let us pray.



My former boss and friend Richard suggested I upload some favorite Village Etiquette's, my former column I wrote for six years for my hometown paper. I think its a great idea. I am going to upload my favorite editorial about James' and my experience with WA State Labor and Industry.

Lex is a working girl; a senior girl; a driving girl. Strange to see this child motoring down the street. Seth and Mer have been driving so long I cant remember them not driving. Except Seth getting his license in spite of speeding through a school zone and then getting a speeding ticket the same day.

Only three days until the Oregon coast. Cant wait. Four day weekend. Cant wait. Spending it with my kids and James...we are having turkey dinner and seafood.
More another day
TTFN (ta ta for now)