Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
The Christmas tree is a nine footer in the entry way. It is decorated in all red & gold. However it is not complete, I am still looking for the right tree top.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
It was not any easy task, but it happened. Just a few were missing from this picture, like my husband. He was the only one that was able to take the picture. Also missing was my brother-in-law & nephew. Oh yeah, my other sister, but that is another story for another time.
Yes Virginia, their is a Santa Claus. Happy Holidays!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
The energy you give off is the energy you receive. I am a firm believer in this. My son's football team lost to their rival over the weekend 46-6. The negative energy that has come off of the coach is unreal. He made the boys run extra laps at practice the past 2 days because of the loss. The coach yelled & screamed at the boys last night & dropped the F bomb on them. This is not the pros coach, these are 11 year old boys.
As a result of the coaches negative energy, my son has no desire to attend practice anymore. He doesn't start, he is second string. He took him & a few other kids off of special teams. The only time he plays is when they are kicking the crap out of the other team or when their is 3 minutes left in the 4th quarter & they are losing by double digits & no chance of catching up.
Should we finish out the season if they make the playoffs or just end the year on Saturday for the last game? Or do we quit now? And another thing, some parent is collecting money to buy the coaches gifts to give at the banquet. What do you think about that?
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Not asking if we minded taking them Saturday night because maybe we like to go as a family on Sunday morning. So as fast as the dust cloud rolled in, I got the kids ready & the dust cloud rolled out.
So out everyone went, the grandparents & kids to church & the festival & mom & dad to the casino. We returned to our house by 9 pm or so (no it wasn't a long evening for us. We always feel rushed when the in laws actually watch the kids. That is a story for another time). We all sat & talked about our evening when my husband asked his devoted Catholic mother about our new church. Her response was "It reminds me of a Protestant church." Not once but several times she made the comment. My husband asked her does it matter what the building looks like? Her response was that it is not that traditional Catholic Church & the host sits further back & not up high.
If you are a true Christian, why should that all matter & bother someone? Isn't God everywhere? Where did people worship before they built churches? At least we go to a church. Give us some credit.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Are you ready for some football? We are around here. Football practice started Monday & is kicking into high gear. This is our first season for youth football. I'm sure that it will be very interesting. What a work out these boys get. This is exactly what he needs. He has so much energy & needs to release it on someone other than his sister.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Chicken and Dumplings
- 4 chicken breasts
- 6 carrots
- 6 celery stocks
- 3 cans of chicken broth
- 1 small onion
- 2-3 cloves of garlic
- 2-3 Tbs flour
- Jiffy mix
- 2 teaspoons of olive oil (separated in half)
Scrape carrots & then slice. Cut tops off of celery & slice. Combine carrots & celery & set aside in a bowel. Chop onions.
Heat a large frying pain on low to medium heat & sauté onions until translucent. Peel garlic clove & chop. Add garlic to onion & cook for about 5 minutes. Be careful not to burn garlic.
Clean chicken breast & pat dry. Cut chicken into cubes & place in a plastic bag. Add 2 tablespoons of flour to bag. Add a few dashes of salt & pepper to the bag. Shake chicken in bag, making sure that each chicken cube in coated with flour. Add chicken to the onion & garlic in the pan & brown. Once chicken is brown, remove the chicken from heat & place in a separate bowel & set on the side.
In same pan that chicken was browned, add another teaspoon of olive oil. Allow oil to warm then add carrots & celery then sauté for about 5 minutes.
You will need 2 large pots, like a dutch oven to prepare the rest of the recipe. Add 1 can of chicken broth to each dutch oven & ½ of the remaining can to each pot. Allow broth to come to a mild boil. Add half carrots & celery to each dutch oven. Give carrots & celery a good stir. Add ½ of chicken to each dutch oven. Turn heat down to low once chicken is added.
Prepare Jiffy mix according to package for drop biscuits. Drop spoonfuls Jiffy Mix into the dutch oven. Divide the mixture between both pots. Cover dutch oven with lid or foil. Allow to simmer on low for about 15 minutes. You want the biscuits to rise in the pot. Remove heat from pots & allow the contents in the pot to thicken up. Once chicken mixture appears thick, it is ready to enjoy.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
She is having surgery today & will go to rehab for some time. After that, I am not sure what will happen. I'm not sure I can put myself through the chances of her falling again. I have been in contact with some folks about assisted living. The madness just never ends!
Monday, July 12, 2010
How does that old Barry Manilow song go? "I've been up, down, trying to get that feeling again."
I've been trying to get that feeling of my childhood back. Those were the days of no stress or worries. Or, when I first got married & we went on our honeymoon. I had a feeling of eternal happiness.
Well, I have been trying so hard to get those feelings back. There have been days when I have caught glimpses of it but it runs away so fast.
My question is, how do I keep that feeling?
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Homemade Pizza Sauce
- Three cans of tomato paste (6 oz can)
- One can of tomato sauce (15 oz can)
- Half cup of chopped onion
- Three cloves of garlic (chopped)
- 2 teaspoons of olive oil
- 2 teaspoons of granulated sugar
- Dry oregano- a few generous shakes (alternative to use is pizza seasoning).
In a sauce pan add 3 cans of tomato paste & tomato sauce, cook on low heat.
Add onions, garlic, olive oil, sugar & oregano.
Continue to cook for about 30-60 minutes, stirring occasionally.
Friday, July 2, 2010
I am a 40 something woman caring for my 84 year old mother, in addition to my two beautiful children ages 11 & 9. This confirms I am the sandwiched generation. Over the past year, my husband & I have been faced with many decisions regarding my mother's care.
Last fall, I made the decision to place her in assisted living. It was not an easy decision, however it was the decision that I made.
During her stay, all mom did was cry & say she couldn't stay there. We came to a compromise that we would build a bigger house & she would live with us. That is when the search for a lot began & through the grace of God, we found the perfect place to meet our wants & needs.
In the interim, we moved my mother from assisted living to save on expenses. The living arrangements have been very tight in a tiny house with only one bathroom. We transformed our dining room into her bedroom & had to take a number for bathroom privileges.
Well the time finally arrived for the long awaited move. Everyone has their own room, three bathrooms, one powder room & a finished basement (in the event that my mom would no longer be able to climb the stairs). Now is the time to enjoy & relax in the new house.
Over the past week, her behavior has been very bizarre. I'm not sure if it's dementia or her being a brat? I'm beginning to think she is bipolar. She goes from being depressed to a happy grandmother, but the majority of the behavior is depression & now she is showing anger towards us.
I'm not sure how more of this behavior I can take. I can't do or day anything to make her happy. It is getting so bad it is staring to have an impact on the kids. Last Saturday I reached a breaking point & called my sister who happens to live out of state. I pleaded with her for HELP!
Hell must have frozen over, because she & my niece would hit the road the next day to pick her up & take her off my hands for at least 2 weeks.
I'm not sure how long her "vacation" will last. After one night, she told my sister that she can only stay for a day & has to go home. So let the adventures in babysitting begin for someone else. In the mean time I will regroup, come up with a plan, & enjoy not having the anchor attached to me.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Believe it or not but miracles do happen. Yesterday was our school districts annual Kennywood Picnic. For those of you not familiar with Kennywood (www.kennywood.com/), it is an amusement park located near Pittsburgh, PA.
As you wait in line for the ride, one always seems to observe the signs. Oh, you know what signs I'm talking about. "If you have a heart, neck, back condition or are pregnant you should not ride this ride." Well that's not me. What about the ones that say "Secure all loose article." This is the one I'm talking about.
Very aware of these signs, I was constantly checking my pocket for my cell phone. We rode many coasters without any problems, cell phone intact in my pocket. It wasn't until we rode the last ride of the night, the Racer. The Racer was always a favorite with my kids. Hubby & son always get in on train & my daughter & I get in to the opposing train (If you are not familiar with this ride, it is a coaster that has 2 trains that race).
Caught up in the moment, my husband insisted that we get the last seats. We buckled up, the safety bar locked, I checked my pocket to secure my phone & off we rode. Hands up, hair blowing & having a great time. We pulled in to the station being harassed that my daughter & I lost. It was then I did another phone check & my stomach dropped. Not from the ride but from my phone not in my pocket.
We checked the floor no where to be found. I felt between the cushions of the car, no luck. It was then I came to terms that it was gone. Shattered into pieces. Time for a new phone.
I began my search for a new phone today. Spoke to my husband about what new phone I would want. Continued to search on line when the home phone rang. Caller id showed Kennywood. Could it be? So I answered it. It was Kennywood, we have your cell phone, it was found this morning as we were testing the ride.
I immediately went to pick it up being that I live near by. Low & behold it was in one piece, no scratches or cracks. The only thing wrong, a dead battery. Unbelievable!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
The old house was the house that I saved for & bought as a young single chick. Not long after that I married & started a family in it. Our family as experienced many ups & downs here. It is now time to move on to bigger & better things.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
The day finally arrived! We closed back on May 10th. We haven't moved in completely, I think it would have been devastating to uproot the kids from their school with only a few weeks left this year.
The moving process has been slow. In a way I don't mind. It gives me time to organize how I want things arranged. So as of June 12. We should be in permanently. Can't wait!
This is a picture of the model home but ours is the same with the exception of the grass & landscaping. Right now there is only dirt in the front. And on rainy days, I have a pool. A pool of mud that is.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
"As God is my witness, as God is my witness, they're not going to lick me! I'm going to live through this, and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again - no, nor any of my folks! If I have to lie, steal, cheat, or kill! As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
1. Fifth grade recycling project.
2. Borough Days Project (grade 3 project)-entails making a poster to be elected for mayor & writing a speech to be elected as mayor.
3. Junior Achievement.
4. Job Interview-waiting to hear when my second interview will be.
5. Preparing for the closing on our house-this will occur May 10, 2010.
6. The daily adventures in babysitting my aging mother. Every day seems to be the same thing but different. I can't even begin to explain.
7. The everyday mundane house wife responsibilities.
8. Preparing the current house for sale.
9. Third grade field trip tomorrow.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Friday, April 30, 2010
A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:
'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.'
He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.
'She got this the first time we went to New York , 8 or 9 years ago. She has never put it on , was saving it for a special occasion.
Well, I guess this is it.
He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died.
He turned to me and said:
'Never save something for a special occasion.
Every day in your life is a special occasion'.
I still think those words changed my life.
Now I read more and clean less.
I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.
I spend more time with my family, and less at work.
I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through.
I no longer keep anything.
I use crystal glasses every day...
I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.
I don't save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to.
The words 'Someday...' and ' One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary.
If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now....
I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell.
I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.
She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.
I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come..
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one...
Last year we bet on Pioneer of the Nile & Dunkirk. But it was the jockey, Calvin Borel, who lead Mine That Bird to a victory. I had a gut feeling that we should have bet on him. Why I didn't go with my gut, I'm not sure.
This year I'm not sure who to bet on. Calvin is racing Super Saver this year. Can he do it again? If you have any input let me know. Do you place your bets on luck or stats? I would love to hear from you.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Have I ever told you how I met my husband? We met through the single ads in the newspaper. Guess what! I didn't place the ad. Turns out my mother placed it without my knowledge. We met for lunch on Saturday afternoon, dated for over two years, got engaged in Waikiki & it's been a wild ride ever since.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Need I go on. This is a typical day in my house. I am so ready for a change. It is time to do some soul searching.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Over the weekend my son's best friend lost his mother due to a year long illness. She was only forty years old. She was a wife & mother of three beautiful children. Why? Why was she taken so young? I am angry! Angry with God right now. Why would you take her away?
There is an eleven year old boy who's mom won't be there to see him go to the prom & graduate from high school. A young woman who's mother won't be there when she graduates in three years from college & help her pick out a wedding dress. What about the young man who's mother won't be there when he comes home from the service in two years.
Maybe I'm selfish. I just don't think that it is fair. There are drug addicts & crack whores that walk the face of the earth. Why? She was a devoted Catholic, CCD teacher. Why her God? Why?
Mothers, love & hug your children. Wives, love & make love to your husbands. Daughters, take care & respect your parents. Sisters, embrace your siblings. Aunts, reach out to your nieces & nephews. Live each & everyday as if it were your last for we are not guaranteed tomorrow.
God Bless you Maria. Your suffering is over. You will truly be missed.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I enjoyed the cool sunny walk with the view of the river over my shoulder. My stress started to leave for some time. I came to the end of the gravel trail & had to take the sidewalk to get to the destination I had in mind. However, the plans changed as I started on the sidewalk. I glanced down & began to notice something on the sidewalk & walked around it. I continued, & began to see more of this "something". As I walked around this "something" I noticed more & more. At this point I became sick & turned around. The entire sidewalk was full of shit.
I don't think it was from the geese that frequent the area. It appeared to be dog shit. How hard is it to take a bag clean up the shit from your dog? I am a dog owner & that is just the first rule of thumb. I am not talking about one dog but multiple.
So if you are a dog owner & walk your dog on the sidewalk, please be kind & pick up after your dog.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Toddlers often toddle around, still unsteady on their feet. They continue to need assistance of a parent, but somewhat independent. A teen is often moody, stubborn and thinks they know it all. They will do what they want, when they want. Teens don’t understand that their actions can cause consequences.
I am finding out more about the different seasonings of this generation the longer I am a member of the Sandwich Club. Each day there is a different spice or herb to add to your sandwich. Last weekend I could have used the herb of cannabis, for mom, to sedate her obsessive-compulsive bizarre episodes or for my husband & me. We had the “privilege” of cleaning out her house last weekend. Her house contained 60 some years of “collectibles”. Good grief, Charlie Brown.