tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89131405887794408552024-03-05T01:49:26.466-05:00"Me LiL Irish Thots"jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-63725159899520079292013-05-21T22:39:00.000-04:002013-05-21T22:39:58.060-04:00A Brand New Adventure Begins!<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Wow! It's been almost been a whole year since I last posted!! A<span style="font-size: small;">m I lazy or what?? Not really, I have been a bit busy. I don't even know where to begin. Last you heard, I had some out patien<span style="font-size: small;">t surgery, right? Well, since that time, I had to have two more, the most recent one being just three weeks ago today. One on the left elbow for some tendonitis and nerve damage repair, then on the left wrist most recently. And that is my dominant hand, DANG IT!!! Tha<span style="font-size: small;">t one wa<span style="font-size: small;">s for another nerve problem and carpal tunnel release. I ha<span style="font-size: small;">ve had such pain in my arm for many years, I could not functi<span style="font-size: small;">on even da<span style="font-size: small;">ily chores. Ty<span style="font-size: small;">ping even was a pain. <span style="font-size: small;">Right now, I have to type slowly since it hurts still to use it. I take breaks. I will take me m<span style="font-size: small;">ost of the night to post this. LOL </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Our biggest news is we opened our own Texas BBQ joint!!! Yup, we took the plunge and jumped in. We have never done anything like this EVER, but we were tired of working for other people. Well, my husband and son were. I'm just the accessory. Ha ha!! We had our<span style="font-size: small;"> opening day today<span style="font-size: small;">, Monday.</span> <span style="font-size: small;">The Grand Opening with ribbon c<span style="font-size: small;">utting and all that jazz will be on June 6th!! We ran out of brisket the first 2 hours after we were open!!! <span style="font-size: small;">It was something we just could not of known would happen!! We had smoked 4, tons of ribs, crap loads of chicken, sausages, and then hotdogs. But everybody came for the brisket!!! So you can bet we triple<span style="font-size: small;">d or quadrupled that amount for tomorrow<span style="font-size: small;">. We make everything home made every day. Potato salad and c<span style="font-size: small;">ole slaw, baked beans<span style="font-size: small;">, and <span style="font-size: small;">my mom's parm and bow ties, (mac & cheese) it<span style="font-size: small;">'s not the orange kind, it has a different flavor, and everyone who eats it, loves it!!! Traditionally, it is served with sweet pickles, jalapenos, and onions. We will have th<span style="font-size: small;">ose <span style="font-size: small;">if <span style="font-size: small;">asked. Tuesday, still<span style="font-size: small;"> trying like a mudder to upload pictures that are dastardly hiding from me on my computer. Tha<span style="font-size: small;">t and I can't type very much due <span style="font-size: small;">to the pain in the wrist from surgery 3 weeks ago. <span style="font-size: small;">I will post this now<span style="font-size: small;"> and <span style="font-size: small;">deal with these dang pictures later. They are not going to beat me at their little deception game of hide and seek!!! We had another good day of sales today, STILL ran out of bris<span style="font-size: small;">ket after lunch!!! We more than doubled our product, but the amount of people that came was astounding!!! Out the doors!!! It was overwhelming!! So, again....we are having to double everything again! lol What a good problem to have. At this rate, we will have to buy more sm<span style="font-size: small;">okers. And one of them was down for two days, so we called the company, and bless their little sm<span style="font-size: small;">oky hearts, over<span style="font-size: small;"> nighted the thermostat!!! ALL FIXED!!! Back in BIZZNESS!!! YEAH!!! Hopefully, we will get this all figured out before the holiday weekend. We live 5 minutes from a major <span style="font-size: small;">Marine Corps base, and if you know how our tro<span style="font-size: small;">ops like to be fed, they will be coming in hordes this weekend. They aren't allowed to leave their vehicles in un<span style="font-size: small;">iform, so when they are off duty I am sure they will make themselves know!! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, I wil<span style="font-size: small;">l get more upda<span style="font-size: small;">tes too. If you are in the business and have suggestions, please <span style="font-size: small;">feel free to give advice!! <span style="font-size: small;">Love to hear<span style="font-size: small;"> from you!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> <br />
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jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-18930407273956634162012-07-27T12:00:00.002-04:002012-07-27T12:00:27.348-04:00Scenes From My Sister's Visit<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;">My sister Denise and two of her kidlets came to stay for a week. Her oldest Charlie who is 21, and her youngest, Lily, 16 enjoyed time at the beach and shopping and swimming everyday in the pool. </span></span><br />
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Me and Lily on the boardwalk in Morehead City, NC. It was very windy. <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"> Above, Denise and Lily on the Ferry. Below that at Atlantic Beach, still quite windy, but very, very hot. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Then this big, bad storm rolled in and we left. No, it didn't cool it down any!!</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Dinner with the whole gang, Charlie, Jonathan, Jordan, Sammy, Denise, Jim but where is me? Oh well, I don't need to know what I look like. Ha ha!!!</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Sammy and his daddy in the pool, with his new floatie vest. He was so proud.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;">After taking the ferry over, the little town of Oriental, NC....we ate on the pier. These little ducks came over begging for food. This boat had a very Irish name. I just had to take it's picture. It was calling my name.....one day I will own one.....ha!! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;">I know I took more pictures than this, I just don't know where they are. WTH??? OH well, you get the main point.....we had fun. We ate, shopped, swam, and ate, had more shopping, swam, etc....there ya go!!!! ENJOY!!! </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></span></span>jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-45860266673103620802012-07-18T20:20:00.002-04:002012-07-18T20:20:41.914-04:00But I Don't Wanna Go.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #38761d;">She doesn't like her daddy, much.....lol. The little princesses will see their Nonna in just 2 weeks. I will go down there for 2 weeks to spend some time with them. My daughter and her hubby are going on a mini honeymoon and I will keep the babies. </span></span></span>jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-17622795594566619132012-07-16T18:57:00.001-04:002012-07-16T18:57:56.612-04:00DOG GONE IT!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Morgan, 12 years old<br />
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Freida, 9 years old and Morgan<br />
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Cocoa Puff, 7 years old and Freida<br />
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Morgan<br />
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The 3 girls with alien eyes....<br />
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Freida with no teeth.....<br />
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a bottom view, (she has 1 tooth left in her mouth, from crappy prior owners)<br />
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ha!!! how'd thos get in there!! love it!<br />
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Freida, giving you all some tongue....<br />
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Morgan all snuggled.<br />
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Lydia and Mona, I jokingly said I would post these on Facebook saying these were my Mexican housemaids!!! They were cooking authentic Mexican fare for my honey.....fresh tortillas and all!!<br />
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Enjoying our visits and mealtime chat. <br />
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Dennis, Jordy and Sammy. They loved their Uncle Denden. He played with them all the time!!<br />
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Dennis doing the "Nestea Plunge" in our new pool!! He is making sure it works good. It was not quite full yet. We just got it set up, and they couldn't WAIT to get in!!! I wanted more water in it. LOL<br /><br />
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At Atlantic Beach, my Denden and Lulu. <br />
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Me, Sammy and Denden just resting from the awful heat.<br />
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<span><span style="background-color: blue;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: blue;">Wishing everyone out in bloggy land a safe and blessed 4th of July with family, friends and furry ones. Please take special care with the little ones when setting off the loud kabooms. The human ones and the furry ones alike. I have 3 little wieners that are terrified of loud noises and dread the fireworks for this reason. No amount of loving and coddling can comfort them. So for those not protected, I worry. </span></b></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">After they leave. just a week later, my other sister and her kids are coming for a week from Omaha, NE!!! I can't believe all my luck and all the company I am having!!! I am sooo excited they get to see my newly renovated master bedroom suite, plus get to visit me too!! How cool is that?? We will spend alot of our time at the beach with the kids. One is 21, the other is 16, so it will be quite imperative to stay busy, busy, busy!!!!</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;"> </span><span style="color: red;">Well, that's not all folks!! I got more!!! After she leaves.....I take off for two luxurious weeks to Ft. Walton Beach, FL to see my other two babies Molly and Delilah......</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Yeah these two scrumptious cupcakes to lavish them with kisses and sniff their youthfulness out of them!!! Yup, I do that....I steal their youngness right out of them.....just by inhaling their smell. I love it. Nothing like the smell of wriggly little babies....specially when they have cake all over them. Nom, Nom!!! </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Well, I think that's all I have for now. I will have more pictures to post after our festive feast from tomorrow! Have a safe one now. Be responsible. God Bless!! </span></b><br />
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Getting geared up for the zip!!<br />
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Sailing through the trees with the simplest of ease!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!<br />
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My honey and I on one of 4 suspended swinging bridges. Yeah, I'm hanging on for dear life!<br />
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Me again on another suspension bridge. <br />
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Jim, the swinger.....<br />
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Moi, on the last zip line of the day.....there were 8 total, and we wanted to go back and do them again!! The guides had enough for the day, BUMMER!!!!! <br />
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Us overlooking the waterfalls. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Our whole weekend was wonderful! We definately will do this again. If you get a chance to do this some time, we highly recommend it. </span>jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-76539218767083595892012-05-30T14:59:00.000-04:002012-05-30T14:59:19.561-04:00If She Wasn't My Sister I'd Slap Her!!!<span style="color: #cc0000;">Yeah, you heard me right!!! She has scared me sooo many times!!! OK, I will just pinch her, really hard then. Slapping isn't nice. lol She has been through a bunch this last month. OK, I will just give her the ole evil eye then. Hows that? She is still not out of the woods. I left there last week. When I left her, she was doing fine. She was on the road to recovery. Then things went downhill from there. I think she just wants me to go back and be with her, don't you? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Poor little toone, as I was driving across the country, singing at the top of my lungs to stay awake, all I could think about was her. All the what ifs, and all that. Butt, I just had to go cuz my tags on me lil car were about to expire, and you don't want that to happen while your traveling!! Ehhhhhh that would be a biggie fine!!! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Anyway, back to my sissy....she was doing good, then she got to where she couldn't breathe good. WTH??? So, the day I left, they tapped her lung that had fluid in it, and removed 2 litres of fluid from it!!! OHHHH EMMMMM GEEEEEE! I was eating when I got that little bit of info.....(puked a little) butt she could breathe a whole lot better and was walking more. So, one step back, two steps forward. Or so we thought. The next day, she got her catheter out thinking that her kidneys were well on their way. So they thought. She was making urine on her own. Which is what kidneys are supposed to do. Butt, and here is a BIG BUTT, they had her on LASIX. This is a major diuretic. It was doing all the work. She had sustained quite a bit of damage to her kidneys from her surgery due to her blood pressure being so low and her being sooooo weak. And of course, they wouldn't of known all this had they not taken her line out, and her catheter. Her lab numbers started to climb. Well all them were all out of whack. Her hemoglobin was way low again. So they gave her two more units of blood on Monday. She went into atrial fibrillation all night, so they corrected that with meds. That is and irregular and high heart rate. She was also very anxious for some reason. I don't know why, can you think of any reason? lol So she got meds for that too. I have been trying to post her status at least every other day on Facebook. So if you follow me or her there, you can keep up with her. My page is on the bottom of my blog, if you want to follow along...I will friend you. Just let me know you are a friend of hers. She doesn't have access to a computer yet, but her son Nicholas will set her up with a notebook when she gets to rehab. So she will be connected again. I just spoke with her and it looks like she will be released tomorrow to rehab!!! YEAH!!! She does not need dialysis now. So glad of all that! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">On a different note, I just know that you are dying to see these babies of mine, right? haha Well, here you go: </span><br />
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My lil Delilah, who will be 1 in a week!<br />
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Molly, 4 and sister Dee!<br />
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Jordan, 6 and my only grandson Sammy, 3!<br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">There we go, that should hold you for a good 2-3 days.....until I break out the new camera and go hog wild on the critters!! LOL Oh wait, did you say critters??? How could I forget them? Poor little neglected poopers.....Thats Morgan, the oldest, she is 12. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">This one is Freida, she is 9ish, and has the least amount of teeth. So her lil tongue hangs out. So darn cute. We call her Fre Fre for short. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">And the tiniest and youngest is our Cocoa Puff. Both her and Morgan are chocolate. Freida is red. Cocoa is around 7ish. Since we adapted them, we don't know their exact age. We do know Morgan's since we have her papers. Yup, I'm a weiner loving mama. I even got a tatt on my wrist of one!! Crazy girlie that I am. </span><br />
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The cellulitis in my feet is nearly gone so it’s time to move forward. My mind won’t stop racing though, even after the pain meds I take. So many things scaring me, making me feel pain in my soul, and it feels like I have left too many strings hanging, with no time to at least macramé them together and tie up the loose ends. </font></p> <p align="center"><font size="4"><font color="#000080" face="Sakkal Majalla">I realize no one can put every little thing in their lives, in absolute order. My kids know that I love them, as well as my sisters and brother. I have just spent some time with all of us together and I’m ok in that department. Said what I wanted to say etc… </font></font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla">But I am still very unsettled about Diane and I, what occurred, and how things remain today. I haven't resolved anything, I have not found a peaceful way to truly let go, and if something DOES happen to me, I don't want to leave this world carrying the pain that is still in my heart. I can hear everyone saying “don't be stupid, Chris, you will be alright and make it through this.” But what if I don't? There’s no one I can talk about this with because they don't want to face it, or lose me… But alone in bed when I cant sleep, it is one of the things I think about. How can I resolve it? I don’t know how to… I don't want to leave my family, specially my kids.. and I guess if I don't make it, I will never know … I have things I have wanted to say, to do, to experience… I’m not ready to be done with life yet. I’m scared of this surgery and the possible outcome. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla">I have wasted alot of years in my life, and in retrospect I could just kick my ass for doing so. At the time, with what I knew, and the lack of confidence and self esteem I lived within, they were the only choices I could see to make. I can see now that the first 30 years of my life decisions were made out of fear of losing David, rather than what would be best for me or what I wanted.. It didn't matter if I faintly desired another direction for myself, with out him, it was too scary to even contemplate let alone take a risk to try. I lived through him, nothing was real unless it came through him.. and nothing meant anything without him…. much like a little girl looks to her father for. I didn't get my needs met originally with my dad, and no matter how desperately I tried to get it through my husband, I couldn't fill in the blanks. If I could do it over again, this time with feeling whole inside, confident, and had enough self esteem to believe I was enough all by myself, I would have made different decisions for my life. That basic foundation is usually built during childhood, by loving, kind parents that reflect how beautiful you are, back to you, and sort of teach you to see yourself like that… in a positive light, rather than the darkness of shame. Even at the age of 32 when I first began to question the belief system I learned from my parents, that wasn't the proper time to learn the basics… Although I caught up on things, learned things I should have known from early childhood, it wasn't enough. It’s never as good as the original would have been. I have always felt like damaged goods, that I was missing something because of my naiveté and gull ability. which then made me just feel stupid. And there are SO many people who take advantage of some one like me, like clergy, teachers, neighbors, authority figures.. etc.. they used their power against me to hurt me and make themselves appear larger than life at my expense. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla">What am I supposed to do if I didn't have the needed skills to be one of the strong people, able to be self sufficient? I guess I’ll never know and it feels like my time to do so, is running out. I am almost in a panic to finish up old business, yet I'm stuck in sludge and cant make a move to do so. Looking back over my life tonight, right now in this moment, my first thought is, “IS THAT ALL?” It cuts me like a knife, it does.. to realize that is my truth. And if, IF I am given the chance to make it through this surgery, my goal will be to do what I want to do, say what I want to say, live life to the fullest that I can… and never look back. That sounds so good, eh? Now I just need to do it. No more living through other people. I will be selfish and live for myself. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla">I just feel like crying, actually I have been as I write this post. I want to rinse my soul clean, until all the pain I have been in, washes down the drain, so I can begin fresh again, pure, peaceful, and with love for myself. I have been too long without it. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla"></font> </p> <p align="center"><font color="#000080" size="4" face="Sakkal Majalla">C</font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-28866172508544487332012-05-09T03:07:00.001-04:002012-05-09T03:07:54.372-04:00uPdaTe … mY brOken heArt will bE heAled wiTh suPer glUe & cheRRios…<p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">I spent a few hours yesterday writing a very long post about what is going on with me.. then I posted it, without checking to see if it posted. When I looked at it this morning, I noticed only the first few sentences had copied and so then I thought WTF, all those thoughts gone. I know I saved it, but can’t find it! Maybe it will show up for dinner at some point and after I beat the crap out of it, I will post it all again.</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">Actually I am in the hospital due to chest pain, that started last Friday. After an onslaught of tests, SURVEY SAYS my heart needs an overhaul and a pair of new earrings. I need to look perdy cuz I will be having a triple bypass and aortic valve replacement, with fries and cottage cheese on the side. No biggie. I could probably do it meself since I <em>am</em> a nurse but I'm gonna pamper myself and pay some one to do it for me, just this one time.. </font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">Am I scared? Yes. Shitless.</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">Am I gonna cry like a girl? You bet your arse. </font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">Have I run into any cute doctors? Yes but I'm a lady and always apologized.</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">My whole family came together to be with me as the surgery was supposed to be last Thursday, however I developed cellulites in both feet and ankles 2 days prior and the next day I woke up with bursitis on my left kneecap and cannot walk without assistance. So the date was moved to Monday. </font><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">That had to be cancelled as well because I still have the infections... So now we are aiming for Wedsday. </font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">Today, however, I awoke from my nap only to find that I lost 100 lbs in my sleep, and have no idea where that wandering little tub’O’lard went. Consequently, no surgery until the infections are gone, which is hopefully soon as I am getting the top guns of antibiotics and they should be kicking in by now. I hate waiting on things, specially for a life saving surgery... as Janis Joplin once said "come on and take it, take another little piece of my heart out, baaabbbyyyy.."</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">The pain meds I am on are really messing with me head. I will start to say one thing, doze off, then pick up as if I were still in the same conversation when I am not, it makes for awkward yet funny delicious moments. </font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">I will keep you posted, peeps... </font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">C</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus"></font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">PS</font> <p><font color="#ff00ff" size="4" face="Papyrus">My cleavage is already grieving, she may need a 12 step program... or on going therapy just to deal… Who knows, possibly EST. </font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-30394878671703563452012-03-10T23:07:00.001-05:002012-03-10T23:07:47.337-05:00For My Daddy, Happy Birthday!!<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-txu80AhKbU9cY1zMo_aBkZgBVTC2L-4fjyUJ7LMRBsUhJDLSarVzV3-9FrlOpIJ6G0t9hiFpPqv2xyknVrwUoPpStzdJ76qwN5tY4-eb-LIvmvRmCp9XrPqw3GiizK91a9NWAew-ks/s1600-h/IMG_0005%25255B2%25255D%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_0005[2]" border="0" alt="IMG_0005[2]" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zve5QVW1y9c/T1wlC2cXDAI/AAAAAAAABnc/urazCbCyDtU/IMG_0005%25255B2%25255D_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="329" height="337"></a> </p> <p>Me, (in pink) Dad, and my sister Denise, 1966, Malone, NY.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zN0nChkl2Ko/T1wlDV5ZbPI/AAAAAAAABnk/Ax8pw6FSjYE/s1600-h/266515_2181557542984_1368319664_32607854_2912462_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="266515_2181557542984_1368319664_32607854_2912462_o" border="0" alt="266515_2181557542984_1368319664_32607854_2912462_o" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-o8vTGVYAjqE/T1wlDlcW9YI/AAAAAAAABns/RXudVFx32D0/266515_2181557542984_1368319664_32607854_2912462_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" height="322"></a> </p> <p>After the divorce, the little guy is my </p> <p>half brother Kenny. </p> <p></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Vijaya">My mom and dad met in Quebec City, Canada at the Chateau Frontenac on the promenade in 1953. As the story goes, it was love at first sight. They were married in 1954 a short time later. My mom did not speak any English and dad spoke very little French. I guess they spoke the language of love. They moved to my dad’s birth place in Connecticut. That is where all of us were born. There are 4 of us. Some of you may know my oldest sister <a href="http://midwestern-mama-with-a-new-york-heart.blogspot.com/">C</a>, known as “ No Drama For the Mama”, then there is a pair of twins, Denise and Dennis, and then I am the baby!! The marriage didn’t last too long with dad being gone on the road all the time, mom had all of us alone all the time. She had some suspicions about him which were, in the end, true. So the inevitable was divorce, and a big move for mom and us kids. </font></strong></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EqOm7rkailI/T1wlENuxwnI/AAAAAAAABn0/e3m4zSrjDfA/s1600-h/IMG_0014%25255B2%25255D%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_0014[2]" border="0" alt="IMG_0014[2]" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fy7VElzOLEo/T1wlEv2Wp_I/AAAAAAAABn8/0vxzNV-gTEw/IMG_0014%25255B2%25255D_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="297" height="299"></a> </p> <p>Our humble little house in Malone, NY.</p> <p><strong><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Vijaya">Here we lived out our days until we all went our separate ways. Dad would come visit us when he would pass through on his truck routes which were not too often. We would cherish those times. We had a hard but good life in our little house in upstate NY. I think back on all those years….some good, some not so good. I just wish I could of known my daddy more. Happy birthday to you, and hope to see you again one day! I love you! xxxxxx oooooo </font></strong></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-70974006109722729052012-03-05T19:00:00.001-05:002012-03-05T19:00:58.890-05:00HELLO, IT’S MEEEEEEEE!<p><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"><strong>Has it really been MONTHS since I have written? Wowsers, shame on me. Where have I been? Ell if I know the answer….</strong></font></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Well, I have plenty of pictures to <strike>bore</strike> stimulate your senses since I have been gone. The kiddies have grown into young adults just about!! lol I know you are dying to see my doggies…..ha!! And of course there are the renovations to the house that are finished….so sit tight, grab a bowl of popcorn and drink, cuz Nonna’s got pictures to show!!! </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-p7MuCG0B19g/T1VTY-_PuXI/AAAAAAAABhU/Q3Sl8Oj_QLY/s1600-h/323516_10151308427235647_637650646_23530514_2085177882_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="323516_10151308427235647_637650646_23530514_2085177882_o" border="0" alt="323516_10151308427235647_637650646_23530514_2085177882_o" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-j4fgSsNdKwk/T1VTZbxtRmI/AAAAAAAABhc/--D_miVaWNk/323516_10151308427235647_637650646_23530514_2085177882_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="202" height="301"></a> </p> <p>my little MOLLY MOO, 4 years old</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-SIAq4ZtTGC0/T1VTZ6r6e7I/AAAAAAAABhk/A45dcNPk5WM/s1600-h/327413_10151268532305647_637650646_23404139_536899752_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="327413_10151268532305647_637650646_23404139_536899752_o" border="0" alt="327413_10151268532305647_637650646_23404139_536899752_o" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G0f3SRMqJuk/T1VTakKrKrI/AAAAAAAABhs/meRN5d4pP8g/327413_10151268532305647_637650646_23404139_536899752_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="310"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>my darling DELILAH BOO, 9 months old</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lTi04-ZQTUI/T1VTbDTn5zI/AAAAAAAABh0/x906otnng_w/s1600-h/322619_10151271230010254_804560253_23101180_1009406324_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="322619_10151271230010254_804560253_23101180_1009406324_o" border="0" alt="322619_10151271230010254_804560253_23101180_1009406324_o" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Nx5EYwqm5gE/T1VTbmI-gRI/AAAAAAAABh8/qyJxagf1QRY/322619_10151271230010254_804560253_23101180_1009406324_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="330" height="235"></a> </p> <p>The tearful reunion of daddy’s homecoming from</p> <p>his 6-month deployment to Afghanistan.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gio9fF1hqD8/T1VTcKqJtpI/AAAAAAAABiE/DsHu02zPDaM/s1600-h/341355_10151295184500647_637650646_23486340_275147215_o%2525281%252529%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="341355_10151295184500647_637650646_23486340_275147215_o(1)" border="0" alt="341355_10151295184500647_637650646_23486340_275147215_o(1)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BLnjpILGgEA/T1VTctpxD3I/AAAAAAAABiM/4PAUmm37h2I/341355_10151295184500647_637650646_23486340_275147215_o%2525281%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="209" height="312"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gf3GYDg7FV0/T1VTc0dBlrI/AAAAAAAABiU/sRXhBvxwSLU/s1600-h/333078_10151237702760254_804560253_22998663_231122642_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="333078_10151237702760254_804560253_22998663_231122642_o" border="0" alt="333078_10151237702760254_804560253_22998663_231122642_o" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZZ1Xd8gg6uo/T1VTdTtMc6I/AAAAAAAABic/T_SWfapOfZ0/333078_10151237702760254_804560253_22998663_231122642_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="319"></a> </p> <p>My lovely daughter Jen, and Molly.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-cg9jdTm93tc/T1VTd3a8gYI/AAAAAAAABik/k35QXUlGqMA/s1600-h/377829_10150473956082557_786712556_8553284_108360414_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="377829_10150473956082557_786712556_8553284_108360414_n" border="0" alt="377829_10150473956082557_786712556_8553284_108360414_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-o87gammLlFA/T1VTeDSYu9I/AAAAAAAABis/qgUwbeVq8BU/377829_10150473956082557_786712556_8553284_108360414_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p>Momma and Dee.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2c0roA-C23k/T1VTesJxx8I/AAAAAAAABi0/uDfVuU9BNN4/s1600-h/421072_10150629116962376_826207375_9156675_109771837_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="421072_10150629116962376_826207375_9156675_109771837_n" border="0" alt="421072_10150629116962376_826207375_9156675_109771837_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UbzWO7Q6wK8/T1VTfNplvqI/AAAAAAAABi8/I8fnN-k6on0/421072_10150629116962376_826207375_9156675_109771837_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a> </p> <p>Matt and bouncey Delilah at</p> <p>Disney World.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LLplv7Fenfw/T1VTfnaU6eI/AAAAAAAABjE/14XOCr1uDSA/s1600-h/327801_10151325489035254_804560253_23268011_1950102560_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="327801_10151325489035254_804560253_23268011_1950102560_o" border="0" alt="327801_10151325489035254_804560253_23268011_1950102560_o" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ot7q2RjzHTA/T1VTgNHJZrI/AAAAAAAABjM/7PqaAOnDZIk/327801_10151325489035254_804560253_23268011_1950102560_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="234" height="310"></a> </p> <p>Lil Dee chomping on waffles! I could</p> <p>eat those arm rolls though with some</p> <p>syrup, or just plain!!! Yummy!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9Ouq5IoIKl8/T1VTgrVUIzI/AAAAAAAABjU/27INEz-ESo8/s1600-h/DSC00354%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00354" border="0" alt="DSC00354" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1uu0a2k0OFw/T1VTg0SfmkI/AAAAAAAABjc/N9ekNkDvizM/DSC00354_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a> </p> <p>Going down into our new room.</p> <p><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00355" border="0" alt="DSC00355" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CYwYHtiCgv4/T1VThQ2kNSI/AAAAAAAABjk/2hqzecE7kOQ/DSC00355_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="212" height="282"></p> <p>The room on the right used to be </p> <p>the main bathroom, now is our </p> <p>walk-in closet. Our floor is cork.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwu3RePBkKXfWCsnq2NnZ8Lyoj8TgmgI5pGQ1KRQzDlJm6GVcktE0NFYz89NIOZ9cBKWfWuHGTVTkxtkd3kOSoR4wyWCevJEBmI3WfpSthz8i2sKa5GxIpcYIkmCBj8CyBLQb-alGhh-g/s1600-h/DSC00356%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00356" border="0" alt="DSC00356" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-H4_n_6BzBUw/T1VTiBvmzfI/AAAAAAAABj0/gek4dUENAAk/DSC00356_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="292"></a> </p> <p>The bedroom, still needing a few </p> <p>personal touches, nic nacs, throw</p> <p>rugs, etc. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HVYuiTKX0Dk/T1VTirgD1JI/AAAAAAAABj8/v_S_GrTHXZQ/s1600-h/DSC00357%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00357" border="0" alt="DSC00357" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FOxXybE85nw/T1VTi1jLh5I/AAAAAAAABkE/ivGqBJMrKQU/DSC00357_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" height="236"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-55bkOGR6qkw/T1VTjg-yxDI/AAAAAAAABkM/D-kK-zH9Ztc/s1600-h/DSC00358%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00358" border="0" alt="DSC00358" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gR_12lSPzn8/T1VTkIPc9rI/AAAAAAAABkU/RGY_MTS7C9M/DSC00358_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p>View from bedroom toward living room.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-v-zRyrZ_RAE/T1VTkZpaxbI/AAAAAAAABkc/DCJGi2UqcJg/s1600-h/DSC00359%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00359" border="0" alt="DSC00359" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Z9pl7vSYGlo/T1VTk4aS4-I/AAAAAAAABkk/_b8ByiSvD8Y/DSC00359_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p></p> <p></p> <p></p> <p>Looking towards the bathroom, it’s on</p> <p>the left, past the chest of drawers.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-eNZ2kCSDV9k/T1VTlcAHnuI/AAAAAAAABks/h2P_HHLBPOc/s1600-h/DSC00360%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00360" border="0" alt="DSC00360" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KgvanwG_xaQ/T1VTl1HiIUI/AAAAAAAABk0/vTzIpiNjMXE/DSC00360_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" height="236"></a> </p> <p>Aha, finally, in the bathroom! This used to be a</p> <p>walk-in closet, small 1/2 bath, and bedroom!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7p53Jp1Lu_Y/T1VTmH-wfeI/AAAAAAAABk8/kVyrslBTZhM/s1600-h/DSC00361%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00361" border="0" alt="DSC00361" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-21Cu_jgB6l0/T1VTmpNFl1I/AAAAAAAABlE/-D72-RspKRY/DSC00361_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="297" height="224"></a> </p> <p>Another view, same bathroom.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FVZ891-l2SU/T1VTm99wsXI/AAAAAAAABlM/peeWn7T7VG8/s1600-h/DSC00362%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00362" border="0" alt="DSC00362" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lXHGr8_nQOA/T1VTnW1iEBI/AAAAAAAABlU/Yhb-jTKMjuw/DSC00362_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="300" height="226"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>Final view, for the shower…this is a steam and</p> <p>aromatherapy, with chromatherapy. Has a radio,</p> <p>all the lights, bells and whistles, two seats, looks</p> <p>kind of like a space pod. We love it.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-p73WTFIHOLI/T1VTn60mWxI/AAAAAAAABlc/Jq1D7V9Q2Xk/s1600-h/DSC00213%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00213" border="0" alt="DSC00213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYj1qPdmYhKV9F8uWydVvnLECIPK1Uk0b1rgd936Yqz2RttBa900ziB_xwNRxXoFVXS6rxuVaKgb4yErC1y2FWBi5ClPNb8KFzoag0CJZ7WAEV2VymDi36CVy9dlcRS3gbFHSJfDK26A/?imgmax=800" width="312" height="235"></a> </p> <p>My four babies, taken in October when my daughter</p> <p>came for a month with the girls. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5wJBboOCNrc/T1VTo4rXIWI/AAAAAAAABls/ta2ZDk6tpfs/s1600-h/DSC00287%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00287" border="0" alt="DSC00287" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kqWoBvQSfJQ/T1VTpTt9CpI/AAAAAAAABl0/gyzQc2T-Lqw/DSC00287_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="310" height="234"></a> </p> <p>On the waterfront in New Bern. New Bern is the </p> <p>city of Bears.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VfeDanTjtMM/T1VTprDOVVI/AAAAAAAABl8/IETkGA9UCN4/s1600-h/DSC00313%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00313" border="0" alt="DSC00313" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-30tM9Txgon0/T1VTqY25V1I/AAAAAAAABmE/Vdx9r9TibpQ/DSC00313_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" height="236"></a> </p> <p>My last night in Omaha with my sisters and their </p> <p>family.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3dKeRX_LRxY/T1VTqrDdstI/AAAAAAAABmM/uLWXplfFZqo/s1600-h/DSC00344%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00344" border="0" alt="DSC00344" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9Mr3KGACoXk/T1VTrRvHkQI/AAAAAAAABmU/8FhqpYyhTMA/DSC00344_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>My Samuel, at his sister’s birthday.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-AVmO5bjv1i8/T1VTr5o4RnI/AAAAAAAABmc/-1N99cmDzVE/s1600-h/DSC00324%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00324" border="0" alt="DSC00324" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uA4G9HWhUFI/T1VTsSKtUKI/AAAAAAAABmk/G13Y3xkyqIA/DSC00324_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p>The birthday girl, Jordan, on the left.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AwGPCSr6O5w/T1VTtUPdlvI/AAAAAAAABms/yxC3404-TLE/s1600-h/DSC00315%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00315" border="0" alt="DSC00315" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ODs_PFXrqZ4/T1VTudXedjI/AAAAAAAABm4/d6DYB33RicI/DSC00315_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a> </p> <p>Party central!!!</p> <p><font face="Century Gothic"></font><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Well, my bloggy peeps…there ya go. Have ya had enough? I think I’ve <strike>tortured</strike> given you far too much to digest but it has been so long, I wanted to make up for lost time. ha ha! </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Well other things that happened, I went to see my sister for two lovely weeks as you saw in the picture up above. It was fun. We spent a lot of time decorating her new place. I was lucky <strike>really?</strike> to have had 2 wonderful blizzards while there. Well we don’t get snow in North Carolina very often, so I have to beg, borrow and steal it when I can. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Those of you who suffer from migraines know the pain that we go through. I have been having quite a few of them. Also, I am <strike>blessed</strike> cursed to have carpal tunnel in both wrists. So, plans to see the orthopedic surgeon in the next couple weeks are weighing heavy on me lil mind. I’ve known that surgery was needed for a couple of years but <strike>whined and kicked</strike> tried hard to put it off since I had elbow and shoulder surgery in the past two years. I guess we’ll see.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff00ff" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">So…I guess that’s all folks! TTFN! Hope it’s not another 6 months before I blog again!! GEEZ LOOOEEZ!!</font></strong></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-2890166738176104112011-09-19T14:57:00.001-04:002011-09-19T14:57:28.380-04:00My Lil Family<p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Here are some pictures of the babies to update you, just cuz I know you have been so wanting to see the lil boogers. Well, my daughter is coming here for a whole month in October. The end of October to be exact. Her hubby is off in the great sand box desert playing war, poor baby, until February. So she will be here with the girls. I will be in NONNA heaven!! I will have all my babies here for a whole month!! I can’t wait! LET THE NIBBLING BEGIN!!!</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">ooops, got carried away, sorry. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">here are the pics: lol</font></strong></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UtIg3t6P6gw/TneQfE1jqhI/AAAAAAAABgQ/mjXlv1GeMtw/s1600-h/229630_10150254826137616_157565947615_7714020_7814587_n%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="229630_10150254826137616_157565947615_7714020_7814587_n" border="0" alt="229630_10150254826137616_157565947615_7714020_7814587_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Q7f_qHRYeZc/TneQfpsphYI/AAAAAAAABgU/BHUPxD3BJVk/229630_10150254826137616_157565947615_7714020_7814587_n_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="219" height="326"></a> </p> <p>Miss Molly the Moo, with attitude</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-fKPW79-qnBo/TneQgFOQ5DI/AAAAAAAABgY/hg1L73GRUDU/s1600-h/251654_215278678518949_141932475853570_586566_3394014_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="251654_215278678518949_141932475853570_586566_3394014_n" border="0" alt="251654_215278678518949_141932475853570_586566_3394014_n" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69TT_2_K9ibgTMwyDGGdZ-P-Q72zJQu5_8kWU7Re75JNlTgKPn38x3DhyphenhyphenHTdRAhCLVTosng6kjRCX_unLiSD9_Fy4GUFLjArb5ouMn629ezYxJXf0b2L4y5MowENSV9rCT75ZbaqqsgQ/?imgmax=800" width="314" height="211"></a> </p> <p>Miss Delilah with a lil tongue action going on….hee hee</p> <p>also has her daddies dog tags, done on the beach by their house</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nDndAh0LS9I/TneQg5lTQpI/AAAAAAAABgg/yjHBLBqEz0M/s1600-h/288564_10150813701565254_804560253_21032626_777816890_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="288564_10150813701565254_804560253_21032626_777816890_o" border="0" alt="288564_10150813701565254_804560253_21032626_777816890_o" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-RjjNVVHgYCg/TneQhREwXoI/AAAAAAAABgk/U16wp5SLxhw/288564_10150813701565254_804560253_21032626_777816890_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="257" height="341"></a> </p> <p>Monkey Dee, love the hands and dimples</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8F_c69igbpg/TneQhv0opiI/AAAAAAAABgo/YZKMqWlsGmg/s1600-h/289801_10150813696275254_804560253_21032599_1490336325_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="289801_10150813696275254_804560253_21032599_1490336325_o" border="0" alt="289801_10150813696275254_804560253_21032599_1490336325_o" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AdtRgFTJMOM/TneQiCQnVaI/AAAAAAAABgs/QOBviJAZEGk/289801_10150813696275254_804560253_21032599_1490336325_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="257" height="341"></a> </p> <p>Minnie Mouse Dee, more dimples!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EkZjhOSwPkI/TneQiVXnaiI/AAAAAAAABgw/K1ksDCGV7LA/s1600-h/336357_10150813697600254_804560253_21032603_437049682_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="336357_10150813697600254_804560253_21032603_437049682_o" border="0" alt="336357_10150813697600254_804560253_21032603_437049682_o" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4niZKrVkwUM/TneQit7-L4I/AAAAAAAABg0/OgwJlHC2SK0/336357_10150813697600254_804560253_21032603_437049682_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="245" height="325"></a> </p> <p>and finally Piggy Dee!! </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8Et32yJX29U/TneQjZnuNoI/AAAAAAAABg4/jedX5H3AdU8/s1600-h/308880_10150301168019911_505514910_7690499_8086346_n%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="308880_10150301168019911_505514910_7690499_8086346_n" border="0" alt="308880_10150301168019911_505514910_7690499_8086346_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-fUqjYWP1DMA/TneQjixA_XI/AAAAAAAABg8/xuyEVUpgis0/308880_10150301168019911_505514910_7690499_8086346_n_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="242" height="362"></a> </p> <p>Monkey see, monkey do….lol</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FWX92muLLEA/TneQkUws7gI/AAAAAAAABhA/5PLs_Eu1LZ4/s1600-h/010%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="010" border="0" alt="010" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7O3Mf9b4VzE/TneQkvjSXBI/AAAAAAAABhE/fHVTEDjwqRA/010_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="238" height="318"></a> </p> <p>my other two Jordan and Samuel piled on</p> <p>me when i watched them the other night!!</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-I5oLTMx5fwE/TneQlSjiI7I/AAAAAAAABhI/yWIO_JV7cyA/s1600-h/032%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="032" border="0" alt="032" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3ZWez3myxGY/TneQl0fmDwI/AAAAAAAABhM/F44dBhwnaKc/032_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="292" height="219"></a> </p> <p>staying over and Nonna and Papa’s house!</p> <p> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Tomorrow is a big day! My grand daughter Jordan is out of school for 3 weeks now. So we are going to the big zoo up in Raleigh for the whole day. It is about 2 1/2 hours away, and should be soooo much fun. Sammy loves animals. It is all he has talked about since we told them. We will probably take the whole gang again in October. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">The weather has been cooler here. In the upper 60’s and lower 70’s. It has been so nice. Hope it keeps up. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#ff8000" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">Well, let me know what’s been going on in your part of the world!! </font></strong></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-34043124636657057622011-09-01T18:03:00.001-04:002011-09-01T18:03:53.610-04:00HERE’S WHATS COOKING…<p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola">Wow I can not believe that it has been almost a month since I have posted!! WTH?? Why didn’t someone slap me? Next time, someone better tell me, because there is just no excuse for that. Being on a 5 week trip either is no excuse. But I am home now and settled back into my routine again. Whew, am I tired!! </font></p> <p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola"></font> </p> <p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola">We just had an exciting week-end with our friend “Irene” who came to visit us. She came ashore right here where we live in NC. Just off shore about an hour from where I live is the outer banks. The actual ocean is only 30 minutes from our home though. We only got tree limbs down in our back yard and a lot of leaves and debris down. No other damage to our property. We did lose power for two days. Thankfully, my in-laws had the fore sight to buy a generator years and years ago and we had that. It saved us. We had lights and kept the refrigerator going and some fans to keep cool. All in all, we came out so much better than many in our area. </font></p> <p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola"></font> </p> <p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola">Tonight I am making smoked grilled pork chops with stuffing. Asparagus almandine, and garlic crisped potatoes. My daughter, who used to sell Pampered Chef, sold me a grill pan with the press. It is cast iron with the cast iron press, like for making panini sandwiches. Well, I went to the commissary today and bought rib-eye steaks, smoked pork chops and chicken breasts. So for the next few days I will be experimenting on the grill pan. Tonight is pork chop night!! So, folks, that is what’s cooking at my house tonight. What have you got going on in your kitchen? </font></p> <p><font color="#004040" size="4" face="Gabriola"></font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-38237910562043677072011-08-16T12:26:00.000-04:002011-08-16T12:26:33.631-04:00I'M HOME!!!!!Well it has been so long since I last posted, I almost forgot how! I just returned from my 5 week long excursion driving across the states to see my family. I left the east coast of NC and headed west. I made my first stop at a friends house in KY. Spent several days there, and left to have lunch with another "up the road" in Dayton, OH! Yup, it was a hoot. From there I was planning on going straight to my sisters in Omaha, NE but it was just too much for me. So....I decided to stop over in Chicago and spend the night. Well, I just happen to know someone I blog with there!!! I dropped her a line and also my sissy had her number so we got her. We had breakfast the next morning together! She is so funny and boy is her brother cute!! If I wasn't happily married, someone would have a fight on her hands, eh, cheech?? <br />
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So off I go to Nebraska.....for almost 3 weeks. Next I'm headed south to see my brother Denden! Of course, my sister C is filling you in on all the family drama! Lol never a dull moment here! Well, I had a good 10 days at my bro's and his wife's house. Lots of shopping, went riding on his harley, good eats, visiting!<br />
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Now it's off to me lil girl's house. The one that just had the baby. Delilah is two and half months old now! Time flies, eh?? I only stayed a few days there because her hubby is getting ready to leave for many months overseas and they needed family time. So I got some good nibbling time in and said my good-byes. She will come here while he is away for a lil vacay. <br />
Papa hasn't seen his newest one yet. The night before I left, she and watched "My Cousin Vinny" one our fave movies. This is an important key factor to the next paragraph. Lol<br />
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As I left, I like to drive at night, one, because it is cooler, two, less traffic. I drove toward the interstate. She lives in a small town in the panhandle of FL. So, I had to go through some backwoods of ALABAMA to get on the interstate. Well, if you remember in My Cousin Vinny, where do you think they get pulled over? ALA FRICKEN BAMA !! You got it, me too!! I was just minding my own bidness, singing to Adele as loud as I could, and I reached over to grab a piece of gum and barely strayed over the yellow line!! He was right behind me. All I saw was blue lights flashing and my mind flashed to the two boys in the movie and all I could think was...."I'm gonna go to jail in Ala FRICKEN bama! And I don't have a cousin Vinny!! Lol the officer asked if I knew why he pulled me over, at the time, I didn't know. I knew I wasn't speeding. He told me. Then he asked if I was taking any medications, I said just my migraine ones and blood pressure ones, praying he didn't see my pill container of 50 in the back seat!!! Lol He said hold on and checked everything. Come on, I drove all across the country and I'm a few hours from home and I get stopped?? Give me a break!!! I have never gotten a ticket or been cited for any accident or been in one ever! (knocking on wood) When he returned he said he didn't see a problem, but next time when I reach for something PLEASE just pull over. I apologized and told him I would. Thanked him and got the hell outta Alabama. I lived in that state for several years, and I don't want to offend any one who lives there. But I will never live there again!!! It's beautiful, and the people are nice, but the laws and stuff, well....I will just leave it at watch the movie, My Cousin Vinny, it's just like that! <br />
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I made reservations at a nice Hilton where my honey was to rendezvous with me. We went out to dinner, drinks, and had such a romantic wonderful time. The next morning we took our time and drove home, had a very nice breakfast, and it was only 2.5 hours from home. So now it's back to the old routine, and it's so good to be home. I am going to try and upload some pics. Since I'm trying to do this from the iPad for the first time, forgive if I screw up, they may be out of order. jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-25816024496568033702011-06-28T09:09:00.001-04:002011-06-28T09:09:16.740-04:00I Smell A Trip<p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Well I am off and running again!! So much gloom and doom and for me, so I got to run it off!! Yup, a trip is in the forcast. I am leaving in a few days. I will be driving across country to Nebraska of all places!! What country is that in??? haha </font></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC"></font> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">MY sisters live there. I will make one or two little stops along the way in Kentucky. No, not to play the horses, silly. Though that would be fun. Maybe have to stop and think about that. I have a long time friend that I want to visit there. Then another just up the road in Ohio. I do have a few friends. I haven’t seen them since we left the school we worked at 3 years ago. I miss me girls!! </font></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC"></font> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Then off to the prairie! I will spend 2 lovely weeks with the sisters arguing, fussing and fighting….lol. Nah, that is just with one. I get along with the other one. You all know her as <a href="http://midwestern-mama-with-a-new-york-heart.blogspot.com/">C</a>. She is me favorite. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-AWvHQ1OXRHI/TgnSX9e8U6I/AAAAAAAABfM/I8DiY2U7NiU/s1600-h/Jo%252527s%252520Pictures%252520043%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jo's Pictures 043" border="0" alt="Jo's Pictures 043" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1hhWIaI38oU/TgnSYcNM5VI/AAAAAAAABfQ/8IpyoN6rgaI/Jo%252527s%252520Pictures%252520043_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="372" height="211"></a> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">So, anyhoo than I am off to my brothers. He is my favorite of brothers too. My only one. hee hee He is sooo cute. He always makes me feel so special. They all do. I am the baby of the family. But I am the one that always travels to all the far corners of the world to see everyone. So they treat me good. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-muUMX-h0uq4/TgnSZOaxcfI/AAAAAAAABfU/pV3Avd_BS0Q/s1600-h/104_2309%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="104_2309" border="0" alt="104_2309" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SIfmhbMVtlo/TgnSZsEMtKI/AAAAAAAABfY/KULPb8FQp2o/104_2309_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="278"></a> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Then it is off to my daughters to finish the trip that I started this month when we got the call about my mom-in-law. Bless her. She was a good woman. </font></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC"></font> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Anyway, I have unfinished nibbling to do, and Molly cuddling to also. Oh, and then there is my daughter. I keep forgetting her!! LOL She is soooo cute….I can’t forget the one that gave me all these cute babies!! Well, there were two!</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-awmWT9duCOY/TgnSaMOsRlI/AAAAAAAABfc/QtB6JP5mgaI/s1600-h/DSCF3814%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3814" border="0" alt="DSCF3814" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IXq43Sc0EvE/TgnSalJeL2I/AAAAAAAABfg/RI7x5UBWMWQ/DSCF3814_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="217"></a> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Of course, there are many recent ones, but this has all of them in it. Here is one of the most recent of me lil Lilah loo and her sister Molly moo! </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WDs94c24W5E/TgnSbJwCw8I/AAAAAAAABfk/KCZFpcNcmaY/s1600-h/268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n" border="0" alt="268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IksJpHM9NPM/TgnSbjhNsaI/AAAAAAAABfo/icpvLKdEC-8/268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="289" height="384"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-w868_n52GRU/TgnScFADoMI/AAAAAAAABfs/AjW4Z5ji5MQ/s1600-h/260312_10150658133420254_804560253_19511194_7134755_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="260312_10150658133420254_804560253_19511194_7134755_n" border="0" alt="260312_10150658133420254_804560253_19511194_7134755_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BxCRheI5WNM/TgnScqc8Q2I/AAAAAAAABfw/64ukMwRhKxM/260312_10150658133420254_804560253_19511194_7134755_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="332" height="442"></a> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">Yes, they are soooo edible aren’t they? I could eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner!!! And there is enough for snacks too!!! LOL So that is my agenda folks. In case your looking for me. I will be poking along at a fine speed of lolly gaggying cuz I ain’t in any hurry!! If your in the fast lane, just get your panties all hitched up and mozy on by me. I will be taking me lil ole time. I’m on southern vacation time. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UtnUPS_Ggdo/TgnSdMbpkWI/AAAAAAAABf0/6BJucWXah7o/s1600-h/DSCF3786%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3786" border="0" alt="DSCF3786" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nDsWwuaPlDo/TgnSd9U-ApI/AAAAAAAABf4/ZH4iJG4RMeQ/DSCF3786_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="463" height="262"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OA3NyKo0vxg/TgnSeblxoPI/AAAAAAAABf8/Z-4UACFW880/s1600-h/DSCF3784%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3784" border="0" alt="DSCF3784" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-l8YtxY0lkV8/TgnSe91PrZI/AAAAAAAABgA/38pAZoMtZsw/DSCF3784_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="467" height="264"></a> </p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="4" face="Kristen ITC">So if you see this lil cutie, don’t hit it, don’t park near it, don’t breathe on it, don’t spit on it, don’t fling boogers or ashes on it. Don’t even smell it….cuz it has that new car smell and you will suck it all out!!! LOL It will be me having my vacation….at a snails pace. That’s how I roll!!</font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-18948527436054435382011-06-25T01:34:00.001-04:002011-06-25T01:34:09.929-04:00FIRES THAT RAGED FOR DAYS<p><strong><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Modern">THIS IS WHAT THE SMOKE LOOKED LIKE ACROSS THE SOUND LOOKING OUT TOWARD THE BEACH. YOU COULD NOT SEE THE WATER. IT LASTED FOR 4 DAYS BEFORE WE GOT RAIN. THANK GOD WE DID. I AM NOT SURE WHAT ACREAGE WAS DAMAGED TOTAL, BUT IT WAS A GREAT AMOUNT. THE SMOKE WAS BAD ENOUGH. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Modern"></font></strong> </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ7ojs0b1qzX3J-Vn1LyZUeS4Rt4WmL0p4Mg5FbYQBoLjD5WOU8fDyQlfH0iODBSMHsAGHO-toclMMpKmaMLsDAP7ZFkx5DcEPwrhmsg0z4cKhHLHkK60zW8paXHPCarvJ0QvTyBenkD4/s1600-h/255948_1965859719326_1627902012_2005259_864818_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="255948_1965859719326_1627902012_2005259_864818_o" border="0" alt="255948_1965859719326_1627902012_2005259_864818_o" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-49jb1HQw06c/TgVzUDBlyrI/AAAAAAAABfI/-DT-BeVsLXw/255948_1965859719326_1627902012_2005259_864818_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="386" height="290"></a></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-62288737945191641012011-06-23T11:52:00.001-04:002011-06-23T11:52:16.491-04:00My Littlest Angel<p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC">In all this gloomy news and debbie downer drearyness, I thought I would update some photos of my newest baby Delilah. Here, eat till your lil tummy’s are full!!!</font></p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC"></font> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kqqRIp5Gscg/TgNhKFUU7sI/AAAAAAAABes/P9VAAcGLFS8/s1600-h/256887_10150642616600254_804560253_19341643_6596325_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="256887_10150642616600254_804560253_19341643_6596325_o" border="0" alt="256887_10150642616600254_804560253_19341643_6596325_o" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Efb1QL08tKI/TgNhKWshjKI/AAAAAAAABew/6wzEOIUQX9g/256887_10150642616600254_804560253_19341643_6596325_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" height="236"></a> </p> <p>a few days after i left</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PQHdYgyPik0/TgNhK5MYq1I/AAAAAAAABe0/Gbb-Rv129Wg/s1600-h/259743_10150642476700254_804560253_19340239_3293145_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="259743_10150642476700254_804560253_19340239_3293145_o" border="0" alt="259743_10150642476700254_804560253_19340239_3293145_o" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-r5LVLzttTOQ/TgNhLOQET8I/AAAAAAAABe4/p8jZzvEZxtU/259743_10150642476700254_804560253_19340239_3293145_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="272" height="361"></a> </p> <p>last week, after she gained all her weight plus another pound! piggy!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-D-8g3ykbufk/TgNhLjCMoaI/AAAAAAAABe8/iSiXVYO1RdY/s1600-h/268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n" border="0" alt="268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lt3WbSswU8w/TgNhL5DC9WI/AAAAAAAABfA/vtIdyPzEOTI/268751_10150654366885254_804560253_19479958_5780896_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" height="401"></a> </p> <p>taken this morning with sister molly, so happy!</p> <p> </p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC">On another serious note, we have been battling wild fires here in our area. They are totally out of control at the moment. Our precious national forests are being eaten up because of lack of rain. They were started from a lightning strike. We have such hazy fog from the burns that we can’t see across the road. We have people with breathing problems, my hubby is one of them, who are suffering so badly with their health because of the smoke. We don’t know how long it will go on. They have called it a state of emergency. Please keep this situation in your prayers. I know that with the heat index and humidity it is pretty bad. Add in the smoke and those with breathing problems have it so much worse. I have allergies but nothing like my husband. There are many who have it so much worse and on oxygen. Anyway, please keep this in your prayers and thoughts. We appreciate it. </font></p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC"></font> </p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC">We have been doing a lot better this week as we are dealing with the reality of how people handle the death of your beloved. In other words….they just don’t give a crap!! It is just another day to them. Life goes on. When dealing with insurance or lawyers or anything of that matter…you can just bend over and let them give it to you good. The only people we have found to have any compassion or mercy were the Hospice people and the funeral home people. They deal with death all the time and know how to cope with it. All the others are uncaring and heartless. They just want their money and want it yesterday. Sorry, just giving a few words of warning and advice to those of you in case you should need it in the near future. But it may not all be like that, it may just be this one place, and your lawyers and insurance peeps may be fine. And if your in the business? So sorry, don’t mean to drag your profession in the tubes. One bad apple shouldn’t have to spoil the whole bunch. They do get a bad rap all around after all. We just have had a terrible week, and on top of it all bad service. So, just venting. And you don’t want me to get started on government people, that is a WHOLE other blog…..stupid social security people and government people…..don’t get me started down that path!!!! k, I am leaving that alone. </font></p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC"></font> </p> <p><font color="#ff0080" size="3" face="Juice ITC">Well, peeps. I will go check my blood pressure now….cuz I think on that last note, it started to creep back up!! lmao Take care, God bless, and remember, go get your physicals and check ups. Never know when something creepy is lurking around. K? xxxxxxx ooooooooo</font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-9086828966900702222011-06-13T22:42:00.001-04:002011-06-13T22:42:48.096-04:00Bringing Momma Home<p><font color="#400080" size="3" face="Gabriola">This sweet lady has been a part of my life for the last 30 years. I can’t imagine life without her. She is such a wonderful and selfless woman. Only two months ago she lost her beloved husband of 56 years. Today we brought her home from the hospital after being diagnosed with acute promyelocytic leukemia about a week ago. This cancer is so aggressive, it came on and was not even treatable. How freaky bad is that?? </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-idQB_TMhxdE/TfbKpFJs7AI/AAAAAAAABek/59xew5drtAU/s1600-h/DSCF3016%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3016" border="0" alt="DSCF3016" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-j5N92QMH6wk/TfbKp2UQJKI/AAAAAAAABeo/zqp-S9URe5Q/DSCF3016_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="227"></a> </p> <p><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Gabriola">This is the happy couple on their last anniversary. Today, they are together. We brought Momma home this afternoon around 4pm. At 5:30, she was gone. That quick. I was gone to the pharmacy for the Hospice nurse to get her comfort meds….while I was gone, she passed away. My hubby was here alone. He called my cell all hysterical. It was at the bottom of my purse. I didn’t hear it. I had to wait on a medicine that they had to call the Dr. for. I was very upset I wasn’t here. He needed me. He was sitting on the floor beside her bed sobbing when I got here, inconsolable. My poor baby hasn’t even mourned his dad’s death hardly and now his mom is gone in a matter of two months. We knew she would not last very long, but this really shocked us both. I told him after the nurse left, I didn’t like the way she was breathing. It reminded me of the way his dad looked just before he died. He agreed. I never thought…..</font></p> <p><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Gabriola">Well, we brought her home so she could go home to be with the Lord. And that she did. Now she is with her husband. No more pain, no more arthritis, and no more DAMN LEUKEMIA!!! Bye Momma, we will miss you! </font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-63475445352101413082011-06-06T23:58:00.001-04:002011-06-06T23:58:39.195-04:00My Lil Peanut<p><font color="#008040" size="3" face="Century Gothic">Here is my lil peanut with her mommy doing the every day stuff of life….eating and sleeping and just being cute. What else is there….oh, yeah…hanging out with my sister….and my Nonna. Ok, not much else. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XiAa96XbpRo/Te2hs2HoVHI/AAAAAAAABdc/3PTydS_v6y8/s1600-h/DSCF3828%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3828" border="0" alt="DSCF3828" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-08cJAjb4eqY/Te2hte2P3OI/AAAAAAAABdg/zcDghJIOioE/DSCF3828_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="367" height="208"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-WusoCYKMCsM/Te2ht6WRDMI/AAAAAAAABdk/f1qgYpJ8Bho/s1600-h/DSCF3834%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3834" border="0" alt="DSCF3834" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-kjRk1saMk3Y/Te2h0JMnoQI/AAAAAAAABdo/rhfEHbIHidA/DSCF3834_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="203" height="358"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-a9DKs1bk8qI/Te2h0ucll7I/AAAAAAAABds/h89kOL9Ds8g/s1600-h/DSCF3832%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3832" border="0" alt="DSCF3832" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hJiW-1UEzL4/Te2h1YUr9iI/AAAAAAAABdw/cvnzJr6GmZs/DSCF3832_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" height="215"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>check out my dimples, yup i got ‘em… (in the “peanut wrap”)</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rGLDX4wHZs8/Te2h12IaeMI/AAAAAAAABd0/udVxPYOmIXQ/s1600-h/DSCF3847%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3847" border="0" alt="DSCF3847" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-qHHENGd9zuY/Te2h2R2xhKI/AAAAAAAABd4/e-r1tYReA-4/DSCF3847_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="374" height="212"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Jmp2n-OVFWM/Te2h3MNg6kI/AAAAAAAABd8/6uHr75__Fa4/s1600-h/DSCF3848%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3848" border="0" alt="DSCF3848" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kpk61PL6NZ4/Te2h3vfgPVI/AAAAAAAABeA/4mfMivgTZts/DSCF3848_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="439" height="249"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fQE8YbyPC68/Te2h4BVlqcI/AAAAAAAABeE/V1sz2S48GWY/s1600-h/DSCF3852%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3852" border="0" alt="DSCF3852" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--3WNYGsWvzk/Te2h4kqgB1I/AAAAAAAABeI/5I5_H0_buQE/DSCF3852_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="257" height="454"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jLpIw0dziPw/Te2h5KM2y0I/AAAAAAAABeM/wUbk18UQUy4/s1600-h/DSCF3838%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3838" border="0" alt="DSCF3838" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-t_1mCecXv0Y/Te2h5kk5bpI/AAAAAAAABeQ/gRQMrRa_XHI/DSCF3838_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="232" height="410"></a> </p> <p>this is what i call “the peanut wrap” and i’m staring at my Nonna</p> <p> <a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CxQurvc2fLU/Te2h6HiMrOI/AAAAAAAABeU/fSwcOtK9388/s1600-h/DSCF3850%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3850" border="0" alt="DSCF3850" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Ta_2Ew5fHnY/Te2h6snQxSI/AAAAAAAABeY/U8dw97Kxg0M/DSCF3850_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" height="234"></a> </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlecncctWSCv6R_SYRCREJ1ic3CPIe3Ts0RgCkXxL-xio-xSJPs6ydVh9UT0PltjS-bqOemUm0uTg87QRCq74Uk-_MY1FYpW3LYP_vaK9Yhyphenhyphen5LJUrdwQPqjFNJGFExDGjAoAsFgAlUG-k/s1600-h/DSCF3829%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3829" border="0" alt="DSCF3829" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-M4iNWmpemG4/Te2h7uCXGNI/AAAAAAAABeg/pbmW2qEJhdo/DSCF3829_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="217"></a> </p> <p><font color="#008080" size="3" face="Century Gothic">I love my girls….they are the sweetest things. </font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-90387230104645844142011-06-05T12:52:00.001-04:002011-06-05T12:52:40.143-04:00DELILAH ROSE IS HERE!!<p><font color="#f924de" size="3" face="Gabriola">Boy have I been a busy Nonna!! It hasn’t stopped since I stepped off the plane!! I wouldn’t change a thing! Anyway….fast forward to Thursday’s appointment when my daughter went in for her check up. The dr. told her today is the day they were going to induce her. They were not expecting that!! It was good news though, they were soooo ready. You all don’t want all the details, so I’ll get to the good stuff, here she is: oh, mom and baby are coming home in just about an hour from now, so got to get this done quick.</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgot20poIjSZuONQGswUfN6UTINAc4XKZ5cQhiS6Sh8Lmrx-BDRdbyzsOdfJzt5KnHpo50b4tmEC36ZBbwXxXKQRiqvGuRuAH32PGV74VNgs4PHRL6AQXJkiApeUaHrNQ-5mCVNxhJAtfY/s1600-h/DSCF3793%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3793" border="0" alt="DSCF3793" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-16IWHV21sJE/Teuy8bGCqLI/AAAAAAAABcA/MzaQeA4hFTc/DSCF3793_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="403" height="228"></a> </p> <p>before all the screaming and writhing in pain….and miss delilah’s arrival</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Gi5nyuShP48/Teuy9GvYYfI/AAAAAAAABcE/VtcE5By5Tow/s1600-h/DSCF3795%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3795" border="0" alt="DSCF3795" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TkeeGkjmp_k/Teuy9pVLoEI/AAAAAAAABcI/DMGXz90WVIE/DSCF3795_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="425" height="241"></a> </p> <p>fresh from you know where….of course, not too happy about it! poor baby.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-dD2CAuWSIUU/Teuy92GRLOI/AAAAAAAABcM/Z4ZtdpxsbOg/s1600-h/DSCF3798%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3798" border="0" alt="DSCF3798" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-y430nd2hM88/Teuy-UDbBPI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TgMDRIrTMkg/DSCF3798_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="425" height="241"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>momma has her now…sorry about the goop they put in her eyes….love the lip!!</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvHK_xZ0N7NTDv2j_gcbHvDJuswwdQNk5SzFo0LSmm0iXwBH_tkGp0vqSHhzJcpPS8i2rbeyt1HflqSYk2ZRLNSctfwZAcF2LSV12btiqpNRD7eCV3nzRzBIfF_i9x4W5S79vOriRGEA/s1600-h/Photo0553%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Photo0553" border="0" alt="Photo0553" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bD7H2slfnO8/TeuzAbOG1WI/AAAAAAAABcY/VfPi_AIEFuU/Photo0553_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="315"></a> </p> <p>the beaming daddy with his baby girl…he’s in big trouble years from now with his two girls!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Ua9QXjjVpxI/TeuzA0qt26I/AAAAAAAABcc/ieIyZ9w8b8c/s1600-h/DSCF3814%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3814" border="0" alt="DSCF3814" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-9EaroaOocCI/TeuzBpy7FTI/AAAAAAAABcg/WyRouAAZyFE/DSCF3814_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="238"></a> </p> <p></p> <p>the lil family, first photo of all 4 together</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4cElNsBeQmA/TeuzCOBKnWI/AAAAAAAABck/nqlUvWlGQJ0/s1600-h/DSCF3824%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSCF3824" border="0" alt="DSCF3824" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-GP_oEKNiQ9Q/TeuzCjsnaQI/AAAAAAAABco/TWPTj96tGC4/DSCF3824_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="423" height="240"></a> </p> <p>we had a fashion show, unfortunately nothing fit except this one. lol</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Jiq_EY2QcZA/TeuzDJ16RjI/AAAAAAAABcs/AIFKmFhDmwU/s1600-h/251122_10150625553030254_804560253_19127214_5325586_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="251122_10150625553030254_804560253_19127214_5325586_n" border="0" alt="251122_10150625553030254_804560253_19127214_5325586_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-miFcnSLd-Yg/TeuzDs-N9QI/AAAAAAAABcw/oUJrxTkr4KQ/251122_10150625553030254_804560253_19127214_5325586_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="263" height="349"></a> </p> <p>the proud nonna….i could eat her up!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DRi1ffiz2Bg/TeuzEAsXAAI/AAAAAAAABc0/zhwG0MSXwUE/s1600-h/250513_10150627871475254_804560253_19157981_3335178_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="250513_10150627871475254_804560253_19157981_3335178_n" border="0" alt="250513_10150627871475254_804560253_19157981_3335178_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cs35kLRnz_E/TeuzEl8ergI/AAAAAAAABc4/oKLT9z9QEXE/250513_10150627871475254_804560253_19157981_3335178_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="333" height="251"></a> </p> <p>wide eyed and bushy tailed, probably keep her momma up all night!!</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBKq2LNPqfq4f4YHp1vug92POkjtykc63qxz3IxXzait_WxRBWnw1hKtbSj-sy-_AwfwjBYnEu33N8I5mBleDEdZG93KFSOntvXZr2cyaJqhbdlmlTzArt8kgXrc6hGhOP8sU3Ep5sxo/s1600-h/254482_10150627871595254_804560253_19157983_788221_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="254482_10150627871595254_804560253_19157983_788221_n" border="0" alt="254482_10150627871595254_804560253_19157983_788221_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SH2TJoNoKYE/Teu0Up7vYYI/AAAAAAAABdQ/wuI-2b6sZjM/254482_10150627871595254_804560253_19157983_788221_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" height="236"></a> </p> <p>another close up shot….she looks like her sister here at the same age. lil peanut nose.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LeXrpB1eCEc/Teu0VDk0c4I/AAAAAAAABdU/euVEZ49bh-g/s1600-h/247497_10150627871970254_804560253_19157997_7711644_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="247497_10150627871970254_804560253_19157997_7711644_n" border="0" alt="247497_10150627871970254_804560253_19157997_7711644_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-shfsMnp9lvY/Teu0VsacatI/AAAAAAAABdY/GevYWA02-n4/247497_10150627871970254_804560253_19157997_7711644_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" height="264"></a> </p> <p>her coming home picture, waiting for the doctor to sign her out….molly is waiting in the front window for her mommy and daddy and her sister “yiya” to arrive. too cute.</p> <p> </p> <p><font color="#f55cdb" size="3" face="Gabriola">Our lil Delilah was born on Friday, June 3 at 1:15 pm. She weighed 6lbs. She was 18 and 1/4 in. long. A very tiny lil pumpkin. She is healthy though. No problems whatsoever. We thought at first that she would arrive by c section but my daughter stuck it out and was very good through it all. Her idiot anesthesiologist gave her epidural wrong and she only got numb in one leg. So basically she had natural child birth. She did wonderful. So enjoy, and of course, there will be more pics, they are on their way home now. Got to run!! </font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-12171891986934225862011-05-28T00:41:00.001-04:002011-05-28T00:41:28.400-04:00IS IT CHRISTMAS ALREADY??<p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Lucida Handwriting">I didn’t know if it was or not, because when I finished physical therapy, my hubby told me to go to the car dealer and try out this little number and see if I like it:</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_YmpwupBKdU/TeB89f6MHWI/AAAAAAAABb0/g0l5UoE9eRo/s1600-h/2012.hyundai.accent.20374131-300x189%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2012.hyundai.accent.20374131-300x189" border="0" alt="2012.hyundai.accent.20374131-300x189" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KsgkLLV9Mdc/TeB892cBEGI/AAAAAAAABb4/izwuxB6kNgo/2012.hyundai.accent.20374131-300x189_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="254"></a> </p> <p>only mines in white…lol</p> <p> </p> <p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Lucida Handwriting">so, I drove it and he bought it, and I screamed and kissed him, and now I have a freaking 2012, Hyundai Accent!! It was just unloaded off the truck because the dealer sold all their 2011’s. I have the only one in town. It is loaded and they gave us such a good deal. Plus, being Memorial day week-end, and us being retiree military peeps….they gave us a discount for that too. Anyone going in that is military gets a discount this weekend! So cool! </font></p> <p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Lucida Handwriting"></font> </p> <p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Lucida Handwriting">I hadn’t planned on getting this kind of car. I wanted a VW Beetle. But then my hubby and I talked and he thought I could get more car for my money. We talked about different kinds. This car has 100,000 miles or 10 years for warranty. Pretty good, eh? Can’t beat that with a stick. The only down side? I gotta leave the girl for a month while I’m in FL with my new baby….oh well, when I get back….watch out, baby!!! I’m going on a BIG road trip, look out mama!! We are taking off!! So, yeah, it looks like Christmas came early at my house….not only did I get a new car, but I am also getting a new baby, and who knows what else Santa will get me. Geez….I have been a good girl….someone has been watching….tee hee!</font></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8913140588779440855.post-70260405539194547132011-05-22T18:21:00.001-04:002011-05-22T18:21:34.896-04:00<p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">SILLY PEOPLE!! RAPTURES ARE FOR GOD!</font></strong></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_QHSfV15w-lc/TdmMaZ1epcI/AAAAAAAABbk/k2PVfZuaDZQ/s1600-h/character_trixrabbit-big%5B2%5D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="character_trixrabbit-big" border="0" alt="character_trixrabbit-big" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_QHSfV15w-lc/TdmMa3MGaLI/AAAAAAAABbo/7B6CjKqpeOk/character_trixrabbit-big_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179"></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_QHSfV15w-lc/TdmMbDoUteI/AAAAAAAABbs/IWwkdSvLpE8/s1600-h/trix-rabbit%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="trix-rabbit" border="0" alt="trix-rabbit" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_QHSfV15w-lc/TdmMbRWjFsI/AAAAAAAABbw/4naU7vq3JeI/trix-rabbit_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="247" height="247"></a> </p> <p></p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">I BET THESE IDIOTS FELT AS DUMB AS THESE BUNNIES FOR ALL THE HYPE THEY CAUSED! AFTER ALL, NO ONE KNOWS THE TIME OR THE HOUR OF THE END OF THE AGE, NOT EVEN JESUS. ONLY THE FATHER. MATTHEW 24 IS A GOOD CHAPTER THEY SHOULD READ. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">SO, I SPENT SOME QUALITY TIME AT THE BEACH TODAY. GOT SOME EXCELLANT RAYS. I SUNBLOCKED OF COURSE, BUT I AM STILL PINK. IT NEVER WORKS FOR ME, THE SUNBLOCK. I THINK I AM IMMUNE TO IT. I PUT IT ON ABOUT 20 MINUTES PRIOR, THEN GO OUT. I ALWAY BURN. IT MAY BE SOME OF MY MEDICINES TOO. IDK. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">I AM STILL IN THE PROCESS OF PACKING TOO. HAHA, LIKE THAT WILL EVER BE DONE!! IT WILL BE MOMENTS BEFORE WALKING OUT THE DOOR, AND I WILL STILL NOT BE FINISHED! LOL YUP, TIS ME. SO BAD. BUT I DO HAVE SUITCASES OUT AND STUFF PILED NEAR. SO MAKING PROGRESS!</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC"></font></strong> </p> <p><strong><font color="#800080" size="3" face="Bradley Hand ITC">MY DAUGHTER DID HAVE AN UPDATE ON DELILAH. SHE DOES NOT HAVE THE ARRHYTHMIA ANYMORE. APPARENTLY IT CORRECTED ITSELF. THANK YOU JESUS! SHE HAS SEVERAL DOCTORS WATCHING HER NOW. SHE GOES TWICE A WEEK FOR TWO DIFFERENT THINGS. ONE IS FOR HER REGULAR OB APPT. THE OTHER IS FOR MEASURING THE BABY’S GROWTH CURVE. THEY ARE WATCHING HER PROGRESS AND ESTABLISHING A PATTERN OF HER GROWTH FOR HER SIZE. SHE IS SO PETITE THAT THEY HAVE TO MEASURE HER ON A DIFFERENT SCALE THAN FOR A REGULAR SIZE BABY. BLESS HER TINY LITTLE SELF. SHE IS GROWING AT A REGULAR PACE RIGHT NOW, BUT AT SOME POINT SHE WILL PLATEAU, AND WHEN SHE DOES, THEY WILL DECIDE TO INDUCE HER. SHE IS IN HER 37TH WEEK NOW. SO SHE CAN DELIVER HER ANYTIME. THEY TOLD MY DAUGHTER TO BRING HER BAG TO EVERY APPT AND EXPECT TO STAY IF NEED BE IF THEY DECIDE TO KEEP HER. I TOLD JENNIFER THEY BETTER WAIT TILL I GET THERE OR SOMEONE IS IN BIG TROUBLE!! I JUST CHANGED MY STUPID TICKET AND COST A BUNCH OF MONEY TO DO IT!! SHE BETTER CROSS HER LEGS AND PUT A CORK IN IT!! LMAO!! ALL KIDDING ASIDE, SHE SEE’S THE SPECIALIST AGAIN JUNE 2ND AND I WILL BE THERE ON THE 29TH. SO, HOPEFULLY, DELILAH WILL WAIT FOR HER NONNA!! JIN HAS BEEN HAVING LOTS OF BACK LABOR AND MANY CONTRACTIONS. THEY HAVE NOT CHECKED HER TO SEE IF SHE IS DILATED AT ALL. SO, MAYBE IN THE NEXT WEEK. STAY TUNED RIGHT HERE FOR THE NEXT EXCITING EPISODE OF THE DELILAH DIARIES!!</font></strong></p> jo.irish.rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18387593730814290139noreply@blogger.com2