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Too Close for Comfort! April 28, 2008

Posted by Donna in Uncategorized.

My daughter calls me on her cell phone as she is leaving work.

Me: “Where are you?”

Her: “Oh my 4’oclock didn’t show up so I left early.” (insert brief casual conversation here). “Wait hold on. That’s my office manager. She is probably pissed cuz I left early.” (clicks over to other line…I lose the connection. Damn call waiting! I call her back).

Me: “So what did she want?”

Her: “She wanted to make sure I was okay cuz a tornado just hit the hospital and destroyed the cars where I was parked 4 minutes after I left!”

(These are actual photos of the area taken by local area citizens…not me!)

If you were watching the national news Monday you probably heard about the devastating tornado that ripped through here. We just got heavy rain but within “spitting distance” homes were leveled and cars were tossed like toys. My husband works on the third floor in an office right near where my daughter works and a truck was tossed into the first floor of his building. He was off today. The neighborhood right behind them was leveled.

The injury and death rate is not final as I type this. I am hoping it is unusually low… just as unusual as it is for a tornado to sweep through here in the first place!



What’s the point? April 28, 2008

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Woody had another exciting race this weekend. He was in third place trying to catch the leaders when the driver behind him decided he would try to pass. A skillful driver, who may be able to catch you and tap your bumper, will do so to loosen you car’s traction and slip pass you while you save your car from sliding. This rookie, rather than try to pass him inside (where he was given plenty of room) just flat out hammered him sending him into a spin. Woody saved his car from hitting the wall but lost third place in the process. (Rookie wrecked his car)

No problem! Woody could work his way back to the front. It wouldn’t be the first time. Well, that was the plan but as soon as the caution flag came out so did the rain. 235 laps into a 250 lap race and his chances to recover what he worked so hard for were over. He finished in 17th place (where he blended back in after the spin) because the race was officially over due to rain. What a way to make a living huh? Well, he seems to think so.

I had the pleasure of scoring the race. For reasons that escape me, this is where one person is assigned to score for each car on the track. Whenever the car passes the start/finish line the time from a central digital time clock is entered on a card for that car by the car’s scorer. This is meant to be a back-up for the computerized scoring mechanism in place. It also serves to settle possible disputes related to a car ‘s position should one arise during a race. Well…in a perfect world maybe!

The previous race Woody found himself in third place, yet again. This time lap traffic, ahead of the leaders, tangled. The leaders weaved their way through the mess but when it came time to line the cars up again for a restart they put Woody back in 5th place, behind two cars he had clearly passed well before the previous lap. This would have been the perfect time to settle the dispute with a scoring card.

NOPE! The official, all pumped up on testosterone as they sometimes are, decided his word was final. Not sure why we are saddled with this scoring job except so that maybe AFTER the race (where you should have finished 3rd but instead you finish 5th) they call to apologize for their mistake. WHAT?! 

No compensation for prize money or points. No public correction. Just a behind the scenes phone call to say “oops!” No big deal right? WRONG! At this level of racing if you are going to get noticed it has to be with money (that you have to buy your way in); a famous name (to make your way in); a connection (with someone who will get you in); or dominating finishes at the lower level of racing in hopes of getting noticed in case someone just happens to be interested in talent (which, by the way, is NOT first on the list of qualifications for making it to the top). Wow, this could be a good example of a run-on sentence:)

The cream has to rise to the top. Even then very few get picked to fill the few slots left at the highest level of racing we call NASCAR. This comes only after those with connections, money, name, and diversity have secured their place.  So something as simple a 5th place finish at the lower levels of racing can be huge. NASCAR has no idea that you work on your own car around the clock and don’t have a high dollar crew. You don’t have a professional crew chief calling the shots and you still secured many wins and championship titles. They don’t know that you did this while your competition is resting in their trailers and you are underneath your car setting it up for the race. NASCAR knows none of this. Finishing order is huge. It’s all you’ve got.

When Tony Steward spins and doesn’t get to finish a race he still makes his millions and Home Depot still sports his photo. Anyone interested can see the whole thing in instant replay and scores of follow-up interviews. When Woody Howard spins because rookie racer can’t pass him any other way no one but his fans notice. The rest of the racing world can only check the finishing order and see he finished 5th or 17th or not at all. The posted finishing order doesn’t contain apologies made because officials screwed up or explanations of how you saved your car from hitting the wall when an inexperienced driver decided the only way he could get around you was to go thru you!

If this sounds like a menopausal woman whining about a crazy sport it’s because I AM! When your son is 3 years old you can tell him not to play in the street because he may get hit bay a car. When he is 26 all you can do is score for him and pray a lot:) 


Mugsy April 17, 2008

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Mugsy is my youngest daughter’s 3 pound yorkie. I’ve had the pleasure of dog sitting this week. This is pretty much what I’ve had to listen to everytime the little guy needs to pass Shelby (my 50 pound Sheltie…yes, she is rather large for her breed). I have two other dogs but Mugsy only has issues with Shelby.

Unintentional Hobby April 16, 2008

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Not sure how this happened but over the past few years I have managed to install numerous kitchen back-splashes and one bathroom tile floor. I never intended for it to be my craft, hobby, job, or intention. It just happened. Here’s how…

My first attempt at getting my kitchen back splash tiled started with my handyman brother. He insisted there was nothing to it and attempted to show me the process. It looked easy enough. So after he installed several tiles I jumped in and finished the job.  That would be my first ever tiling project. I wish I had a photo from back then.

Along the way (notice how I managed to fold my blog heading in here:)…I did the back splash for my parents, our lake house, the bathroom floor, and finally my remodelled kitchen. The jobs got easier and more creative with the purchase of my tile saw and various professional tools that I probably didn’t need but felt compelled to buy. Don’t you just love home improvement stores? Some women buy shoes and handbags, I buy tile saws and grout.

When my oldest daughter ran into a “brick wall” in this thing called life, I found myself appointed the tiling/ wallpapering person. They were in the middle of a kitchen remake before the doo-doo hit the fan. Now with the house possibly going up for sale; the old wallpaper stripped off  the walls; and the new wallpaper and tile already purchased; it was looking like someone had to step up.

That’s where I came in. I mean if you can’t pick up the pieces of your child’s life for them the least you can do is tile their wall and hang their wallpaper right?

We thought about making “him” do it but decided he was off limits to the premises at the time. Besides, it made me feel useful. So what do you think?

You can see the wallpaper above the pantry closet. It is also on the wall behind you in this view. It’s a textured weave sort of paper. Not the easiest to work with and my first with real wallpaper paste and not the prepasted stuff. Ugh!


That reminds me. Let’s back track a bit. Remember my kitchen project? Well, after the fact I decided I didn’t want this wall tiled….

And so seeing how it was already set in “industrial strength” tile adhesive I ended up doing this…

followed by this….

Now I have this….

but have recently decided I don’t like the wallpaper accent wall. I REALLY NEED TO QUIT WATCHING HGTV!

Pity Party April 11, 2008

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I suppose if I want readers to read my blog it might help if I update it more often. But then on the other hand I have maybe 3 comments on a good day and possibly 4 readers. Sure, I have roughly 500 hits according to the little counter over there but 450 of them are probably from me checking my blog;) …not sure why since I get email notification when someone comments. I guess it’s kind of like opening the refrigerator to look for something to snack on when you know full well what is in there since you looked 5 minutes ago.

Eckhard Tolle (A New Earth) would say it’s my ego that wants the comments and the readers. My thoughts are just thoughts and it’s my ego that needs the satisfaction of knowing someone cares to read or comment. I need to get more in touch with my Awareness. I’m glad Oprah is doing classroom web casts about each chapter in his book because I feel like raising my hand and asking questions and someone usually does in this virtual classroom. I’m only on chapter three of the book so maybe this will make more sense to me when I finish it.

Back to the blog. Am I writing it for me, for you, or for my ego? Does it matter if no one reads it? I could write a private journal where I could write with wreckless abandon knowing the world wide web can’t access it or I can continue to write in this blog and monitor just how much I will reveal. Actually I do both…my weight issues tend to be what I deal with in my private journal. Maybe sometime I will go public with them too. I bet that will get my ego some following, haha.

Can you tell from this entry that it has been raining far too long around here? I need to go make better use of the short break of sunshine we’ve been blessed with today. More later…

I’ve Been Tagged! April 4, 2008

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Part of me is excited cuz I have never been tagged before. Part of me is thinking, “oh crap, who am I gonna tag.” The only people I can tag either were tagged by Trish (Becky) or it IS Trish!

Okay, here we go…

Here are the rules

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog…
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog – some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

So here are my 7 random and/or weird things:

7. I used to be in the U.S. Navy as a hospital corpsmen (1973-77) before becoming a registered nurse.

6. I was a semi-finalist in the Miss Teen USA Pagent in 1972.

5. I did some modeling as a teen before I became a human blimp:)

4. I am related to Susan Lucci of All My Children…her grandfather is my grandfather’s cousin. She and I have never met.

3. I had open heart surgery in 1977 to repair a birth defect no one knew I had until my Navy discharge physical. I was 22 and had a whole in my heart (atrial septal defect).

2. I once took a pinch hitters course in flying to learn how to land a plane since my husband has his pilot’s license. I figured if he decided to re-enter the food chain from 6,000 ft. I wanted to know how to get down!

1. And finally, as all two of my faithful readers know, my son is a professional racecar driver.

And the 7 people I tag:

Hmmmm….I really need to come back later to add them since I haven’t met them yet. Wait, here’s Sammie!

Retail Therapy! April 1, 2008

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I wish I could say I am a jack of all trades but I pretty much suck at grief counseling…or any type of counseling for that matter. At least that is the feeling I get every time I put my foot in my mouth trying to say the right things to my daughters when they are hurting.

I think I do pretty well for the most part but at some point I usually say something, albeit true, that they aren’t ready to think about or hear yet in their stage of grief.

I’ve learned that good counselors say little, mostly listen, and may come out with one or two empowering statements. Me, I usually say whatever flashes through my mind. That, apparently, is not always good. Who knew?! It probably has something to do with the fact that I am grieving with them and probably need someone to vent to all my own but instead I say what I am thinking and….well you see how this can become nonproductive.

So what’s a mother to do? RETAIL THERAPY! You know they are beginning to feel better when you can entice them with a shopping trip. This is exactly the stage of grief we have reached status post the 2 1/2 week old infidelity reveal.

We were at Macys in Richmond buying some cute outfits when the salesgirl asked if we were on some sort of “girls trip.” I explained that my youngest daughter had driven 3 hours east and my oldest and I drove 2 hours to meet for this shopping adventure. It was then that my oldest piped in with,”Oh cut the crap! I just discovered my husband has been cheating on me for nine months and I’m leaving him. This is retail therapy.” We all chuckled when the salesgirl replied, “Well honey, you are gonna look GOOOOD leaving! I hope this is his credit card.”

No, we are not revenge seekers, it was my credit card but it was nice to see her laugh again.