Bet everyone out there in blog land thought "oh good, the old couple is dead", so we don't have to bother with their blog anymore. Sorry. We are very much alive! Just gotten rather lazy.
Juan and I hope everyone had the best of the holidays. Now that Christmas is over and 2008 is almost gone, maybe now the DeLoera clan can start getting really excited over the reunion.
Before I forget, I want to let all you DeLoera's out there in case you were not aware: of how much time and hard work Maruca (Mary Thomas) has put into this reunion.
Don't misunderstand me, from what I hear there are several committee's working really hard also. A BIG THANKS TO ALL.
Dad and I really enjoyed having both Cindy and J.G. here together this Christmas. I love when both my adult kids come over and stay. You sit back and watch them in how they act, do and speak of things, and you think back and say, " are these the same kids we raised a few years back?" It's funny how a parent will always think of the time when the kids are growing up, not when they're grown up. Ok. Ok., can feel my lips quivering already. Better stop it!
About Me
- Juan & Cecilia
- We were high school sweethearts and we still have that connection we had years ago. God has blessed us with two wonderful children who are now grown adults living their own lives; our eldest lives in Abilene and our youngest resides in Arlington. Our personalities...in a nutshell...I think can be described as easy-going . Juan loves to joke and I love to laugh...so...it just works. I really don't think we have to go into much detail about what we're like because inevitably that will show with each and every post. We love that you're here and you are welcome to stop by any time to read about our stories...some funny and some...not so much; but all definately, from the heart.
I finally came to the conclusion that I could no longer keep up with my house work. So, I decided I needed to start looking for someone to help me out at least one day a week.It didn't take me long to realize I had that perfect someone living with me.
The best part of it all is, 'he really works for almost nothing!'
Maybe a good massage or a good home cooked meal. Every once in a while he'll clean twice weekly. That's when he gets rewarded with dessert.
Tell you what, he does a cleaning a whole lot better than I ever did. And guess what?
YEAH, HE VACUUMS UNDER THE REFRIGERATOR!
You ladies out there outta try it.
Yeah, that's right. Aye, este Juanito is so thoughtful. He had a day off today, but still went out to the plant cause they were honoring the employees with a steak luncheon. If I'm not mistaken, I think they do this 2 or 3 times a year.
First they work their asses off and then feed them half a cow on each plate! No. Really they really do go all out for them, which I think is great.
Anyway, to make a long story short, Dad went on to the luncheon and I was curled up on the sofa with a cup of coffee crying my eyes out because of this horrible pain. I guess that made him feel bad that he was having a great lunch, and like usual I was left home not feeling well.
When he got home, I was sitting on the sofa folding laundry, he came up and removed the ottoman where I was setting the clothes aside, and spread out a cloth on the ottoman. Right then, I thought, 'oh shit, this looks like it's gonna get good!"
Sure enough, here he comes with 3 containers full of food. One of the containers contained broiled lemon chicken, hot roll, and a huge baked potato. The smaller one was the Caesar salad, and he left the best for last. THE FRIED MUSHROOMS ! ! !
Oh, how I love those little boogers!
Isn't he just the sweetest little Juanito you ever heard of? Well, I definitely think so. And another thing is I'm not sharing him with absolutely no one.
First they work their asses off and then feed them half a cow on each plate! No. Really they really do go all out for them, which I think is great.
Anyway, to make a long story short, Dad went on to the luncheon and I was curled up on the sofa with a cup of coffee crying my eyes out because of this horrible pain. I guess that made him feel bad that he was having a great lunch, and like usual I was left home not feeling well.
When he got home, I was sitting on the sofa folding laundry, he came up and removed the ottoman where I was setting the clothes aside, and spread out a cloth on the ottoman. Right then, I thought, 'oh shit, this looks like it's gonna get good!"
Sure enough, here he comes with 3 containers full of food. One of the containers contained broiled lemon chicken, hot roll, and a huge baked potato. The smaller one was the Caesar salad, and he left the best for last. THE FRIED MUSHROOMS ! ! !
Oh, how I love those little boogers!
Isn't he just the sweetest little Juanito you ever heard of? Well, I definitely think so. And another thing is I'm not sharing him with absolutely no one.
Hadn't posted anything lately, same old thing, not feeling very well. Today was not as bad, which in a way was a good thing, cause Dad and I had to get flu shots, so I was able to make it.
Which made me remember maybe about 10 years ago about this time, I would insist that Mom and Dad get their flu shots, because they were now that age. Well, I'll be damn if Daddy asked me the other day if we had already gotten our shots! ! WOW, WHAT A SHOCKER! We're now that age.
We were in Arlington the 1st weekend of October. We were there since Friday and came home mid afternoon on Monday. How nice to get out of the house for a few days. Dad has still has vacation days he has to take before December, so he took off 14 days. Sure has been nice. We've been up and down and accomplishing absolutely nothing.
Dad and I were really excited when we planned going into Arlington, cause we thought Cindy was going to be able to join us, but that week she had some medical testing she needed to have done (medical, not mental, we've been told there's nothing we can do for her in that area). It sure would of been nice if she could of joined us, but maybe next time.
Dad had J.G. laughing like crazy one of the nights we decided to sit around the pool till 1 or 2 am
in the morning. Dad started out with his jokes, one after another. I know when J.G. can't take too much when he starts throwing his head back and starts rubbing his chest where he just can't take anymore. We enjoy watching him laugh more than the actual jokes.
Well, it's my privilege to announce to everyone that Dad has been acting sooooooo good, hasn't gotten into any trouble or anything. I sure hope he's not coming down with anything.
Which made me remember maybe about 10 years ago about this time, I would insist that Mom and Dad get their flu shots, because they were now that age. Well, I'll be damn if Daddy asked me the other day if we had already gotten our shots! ! WOW, WHAT A SHOCKER! We're now that age.
We were in Arlington the 1st weekend of October. We were there since Friday and came home mid afternoon on Monday. How nice to get out of the house for a few days. Dad has still has vacation days he has to take before December, so he took off 14 days. Sure has been nice. We've been up and down and accomplishing absolutely nothing.
Dad and I were really excited when we planned going into Arlington, cause we thought Cindy was going to be able to join us, but that week she had some medical testing she needed to have done (medical, not mental, we've been told there's nothing we can do for her in that area). It sure would of been nice if she could of joined us, but maybe next time.
Dad had J.G. laughing like crazy one of the nights we decided to sit around the pool till 1 or 2 am
in the morning. Dad started out with his jokes, one after another. I know when J.G. can't take too much when he starts throwing his head back and starts rubbing his chest where he just can't take anymore. We enjoy watching him laugh more than the actual jokes.
Well, it's my privilege to announce to everyone that Dad has been acting sooooooo good, hasn't gotten into any trouble or anything. I sure hope he's not coming down with anything.
This last Tuesday was my second visit to the arthritis doctor. I entered the office and was signing in and both the receptionist and nurse both said, (at the same time) "Oh, you allowed him to come back with you?"
"Yes," I said, but he did promise he'd be on his best behavior. So, I'm giving him a second chance."
On our way over there, I told him I'd let him go to Lowe's (which he could spend hours in there) and take him to Starbucks for a nice frozen treat, if he would act good, and try not to touch anything or for that matter, not even speak during my visit with the doctor.
GUESS WHAT? He did Great! Even the office ladies were proud of him.
Now I wonder why he couldn't of acted this well the first time around?
Oh well, that's past, so why dwell on it.
Who said you couldn't teach an Old Donkey new tricks?
"Yes," I said, but he did promise he'd be on his best behavior. So, I'm giving him a second chance."
On our way over there, I told him I'd let him go to Lowe's (which he could spend hours in there) and take him to Starbucks for a nice frozen treat, if he would act good, and try not to touch anything or for that matter, not even speak during my visit with the doctor.
GUESS WHAT? He did Great! Even the office ladies were proud of him.
Now I wonder why he couldn't of acted this well the first time around?
Oh well, that's past, so why dwell on it.
Who said you couldn't teach an Old Donkey new tricks?
This past Tuesday I had another appointment with yet another Arthritis Specialist. I'm hoping sooner or later, I should find the right doctor. There haven't been many doctor visits which Dad has not been there with me. He has always made it possible to take me and always been there for great support.
Although I'm thinking maybe this last Tuesday, might very well be the last time I'm allowing Dad to join me.
During the visit, the doctor decided he needed to give me 4 injections on my neck and shoulders, and change my medication. Meanwhile he gave me an examining gown and to lay face down on the examining table, and he and the nurse would come back in as soon as I was ready.
Immediately Dad comes out with, "Orale, Vieja, como le vamos aser aqui?" (reason being, I can't bend my knees to get on the table then turn over). Ok. I must admit I couldn't get on the table cause I got tickled at what Dad had just said and the expression on his face looking around like he wanted to call out, "uh, Hello, I'm I not getting any help here?" Alright, finally get situated and just as I'm ready to call the doctor and nurse back in, I feel my walking cane on my ASS! Helplessly I yelled at him to STOP! His remarks to this was, "hey, just checking your oil and reflexes!"
So, during the actual procedure of being injected and it not feeling too good already, Dad has stepped back and out of the way and happens to lean on the wall, and yeah you're right.
WITH HIS BACK HE TURNS OFF THE LIGHT SWITCH! ! !
TOTAL DARKNESS. INSTANTLY I THOUGHT, 'I'M DEAD.' HE CAN'T SEE AND HE'S GOING FOR MY HEAD WITH THE NEEDLE!'
Dad realizes what he's done, and immediately flips the switch back on.
He said the nurse just looked up at him, shook her head and just smiled. That's it? I can't understand why they didn't kick him out of the room! !
On our way home I kept thinking with my left arm resting against the windshield and looking up to the beautiful heavens, "Lord, why do these things happen to me?"
ANSWER: JOHN MUÑOZ
Although I'm thinking maybe this last Tuesday, might very well be the last time I'm allowing Dad to join me.
During the visit, the doctor decided he needed to give me 4 injections on my neck and shoulders, and change my medication. Meanwhile he gave me an examining gown and to lay face down on the examining table, and he and the nurse would come back in as soon as I was ready.
Immediately Dad comes out with, "Orale, Vieja, como le vamos aser aqui?" (reason being, I can't bend my knees to get on the table then turn over). Ok. I must admit I couldn't get on the table cause I got tickled at what Dad had just said and the expression on his face looking around like he wanted to call out, "uh, Hello, I'm I not getting any help here?" Alright, finally get situated and just as I'm ready to call the doctor and nurse back in, I feel my walking cane on my ASS! Helplessly I yelled at him to STOP! His remarks to this was, "hey, just checking your oil and reflexes!"
So, during the actual procedure of being injected and it not feeling too good already, Dad has stepped back and out of the way and happens to lean on the wall, and yeah you're right.
WITH HIS BACK HE TURNS OFF THE LIGHT SWITCH! ! !
TOTAL DARKNESS. INSTANTLY I THOUGHT, 'I'M DEAD.' HE CAN'T SEE AND HE'S GOING FOR MY HEAD WITH THE NEEDLE!'
Dad realizes what he's done, and immediately flips the switch back on.
He said the nurse just looked up at him, shook her head and just smiled. That's it? I can't understand why they didn't kick him out of the room! !
On our way home I kept thinking with my left arm resting against the windshield and looking up to the beautiful heavens, "Lord, why do these things happen to me?"
ANSWER: JOHN MUÑOZ
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Many years ago, I'd say about 20 years, there was a red ranchero pickup which had the misfortune of being bought by a man by the name of Sir John Muñoz.
John needed a vehicle badly to get to and from work. Oh, John was so excited over his new pickup.! You know, when you get a new car or truck, even if it's not a brand new one, how you just can't seem to wash it enough, and get that nice blinding shine! Well, this lasted for about a week or so. Hey, even I was proud of Old Red. It really seemed like it was gonna turn out to be a good work truck.
Dad had been driving Old Red for almost two years, when he had the misfortune of getting hit on the passenger side early one morning on his way to work. He hadn't even made it into town, if I remember correctly, I think it was about a mile from the house. If any of you know where Richard and Michelle Muñoz live, it was right there near their crossroad. Like I said, Dad was on his way to work, enjoying a good bean/egg burrito with coffee when he saw this man come up to the stop sign and actually stopped. But, when Dad was passing the crossroad, the little old man decided to go on and cross also. Well, if any of you know John really well, you can just imagine the language! ! It wasn't just about getting hit, but trying to control Old Red with one hand and not letting go the burrito with the other.! Old Red was riding on its two left wheels for a short distance till dad was able to straightened her back on all four wheels. He sat there awhile with hot coffee all over him and looking at the driver's side window smeared with what was left of his BURRITO. He looked back and the little man that hit him was in the middle of the road, with his hands and head resting on the steering wheel. (I can picture this and I think this is so funny).
They finally decided what they had to do and the man was nice enough to bring Dad back home. That was beginning of Dad's bad luck with Old Red. It sat there with a totally broken windshield, passenger side door almost resting on the steering wheel, (not a pretty site).
Ok, so he got her all fixed up again a few months later, and Old Red kept going for a few more years, until she finally started getting tired of taking Dad back and forth to work. Her transmission starting acting up and Dad knew it was either time to replace the transmission or replace Old Red.
Well, folks, Old Red had plans of her own. She didn't give Dad much time to think about his choices. She took him to work one day and from there she decided she was no longer gonna let Dad drive her in forward anymore, (only in reverse).
Yep. that's the day J.G. will never forget. Cindy, J.G. and I can never understand why John does the things he does. He could of left Old Red at work, and I could of picked him up, but NO.
What if someone decided to drive away with it! ! ! (you know how anyone would just love to drive off with a 1967 red ranchero, which does not run forward).
So, Sir John decides to leave the plant in reverse! He says he remembers the look on the security guard's face when he drove out the security gate in reverse. Dad just waved and went on. Actually his plan was to drive it all the way home (almost 8-10 miles). On his way into town, he kept passing people and just waving. He had to stop a couple of times cause "his neck was getting really tired," he said. He'd rest his neck awhile and kept going. He tried taking the back streets into town to avoid all stop signs. But, that didn't work out well. Try to imagine Dad stopped at a stop sign driving his truck backwards. That would make him stop face to face with the car stopped behind him! Aye, Aye, Aye! ! Embarrassing? Yes. Wouldn't you think so? After a few more of these stops and a really stiff neck, he decided to park Old Red at his brother's house in town. He could go no longer. His neck couldn't take it anymore.
That my friends is where Old Red decided it was time to hang up her wheels and go to eternal rest in some quiet salvage yard and away from the hands of John Muñoz.
After so many years, it's still hard to believe Dad actually did this!
He says, "when you're young, you try anything"!
On this day 37 years ago, we became Mr. and Mrs. John Muñoz at 3:00pm.
Today, we both wish we weighed what we did back then. Oh, well. That's why they call it the past. Right?
Dad came in from work this morning, (I was still in bed) came in with my usual morning coffee, which he picks up for me each morning, and a 'chorizo and egg burrito'. WOW! You talk about an excited Bride!
Before he went to bed in one of the other bedrooms, he said to wake him about 11am, and if I was feeling up to it, we'd go out and have lunch. (He has a meeting tonight, so we have to do lunch). OK. SOUNDS GOOD TO ME. So, that means if I want to be taken out, I really need to start straighting the house up, vacuuming, moping, washing windows (11), doing laundry, ironing, and finally, polishing his shoes. No biggy, cause this is what he's probably dreaming as I write this blog. It's never happened in 37 years, and it ain't gonna start now. Ha! Ha!
One things for sure, Dad's a spender. He likes to go all out for anniversaries. And, I'm sorta thinking this year it'll be SONIC. Yeah, almost sure, cause I happened to mention they now have that delicious looking fried ice cream for desert.
When you guys have time, check on my archives towards the very beginning, where I starting blogging about our anniversaries. Hope you enjoy it. Later, and God Bless
Today, we both wish we weighed what we did back then. Oh, well. That's why they call it the past. Right?
Dad came in from work this morning, (I was still in bed) came in with my usual morning coffee, which he picks up for me each morning, and a 'chorizo and egg burrito'. WOW! You talk about an excited Bride!
Before he went to bed in one of the other bedrooms, he said to wake him about 11am, and if I was feeling up to it, we'd go out and have lunch. (He has a meeting tonight, so we have to do lunch). OK. SOUNDS GOOD TO ME. So, that means if I want to be taken out, I really need to start straighting the house up, vacuuming, moping, washing windows (11), doing laundry, ironing, and finally, polishing his shoes. No biggy, cause this is what he's probably dreaming as I write this blog. It's never happened in 37 years, and it ain't gonna start now. Ha! Ha!
One things for sure, Dad's a spender. He likes to go all out for anniversaries. And, I'm sorta thinking this year it'll be SONIC. Yeah, almost sure, cause I happened to mention they now have that delicious looking fried ice cream for desert.
When you guys have time, check on my archives towards the very beginning, where I starting blogging about our anniversaries. Hope you enjoy it. Later, and God Bless
Uh Huh. Mr. Muñoz has been wanting an old little tractor for years now so that he can haul dirt over from one side of the house to the other, clean up around the house and actually just play around with it.
So, yesterday as we were driving home from Sweetwater, about a mile or so from Jesse and Mona Deloera's house, he spotted the damn tractor of his life! I thought to myself, please don't let him turn back. Well. He did. And yes, he did buy the ugly tractor.
So, there goes my newly ordained farmer and his tractor on the side road off I-20.
I wanted so bad to just pass him and get the hell home, because the Tractor of My Life doesn't go over maybe 20 miles per hour. I couldn't do that to him though, it was really hot and humid. I thought, " what if he passes out from a heat stroke, or dies of thirst, I would never forgive myself.
For about 2 hours, I would pass him and park about a mile or so ahead, (usually under the underpasses where I had a good shade). Sit and listen to the radio, till I could see Old McMuñoz coming up behind me. I'd let him pass me, he'd smile and wave each time. We continued this about 5 or 6 times down the interstate. Till we got to Loraine, I really needed to get to the bathroom, (during this not so exciting drive home, I managed to down my coke and a bottle of water). I still couldn't find it in my heart to leave him on the road by himself. I managed to hold off till I turned off on our county road to the house. BOY! I FLOORED IT THEN! !
Well, he made it home. Comes inside the house and says, "Gotta take back the tractor in the morning, having trouble changing gears, gotta be the transmission" (all of a sudden he knows all about the worthless tractor)!
So, I suppose you're wondering if we took the tractor back? Yes. Indeed we did. Same trip, opposite side of I-20, but today, I didn't leave the house until maybe half hour after he left.
I still caught up with him just outside Loraine. I was hoping he'd be further along. This time I passed him and went onto Roscoe, picked up some good hot coffee, muffin and newspaper, found me a nice place to park along I-2o. Enjoyed the hell out of my breakfast and daily paper.
As for McMuñoz, he seemed a little down, but at the same time he was thankful he had found it was messing up, cause he couldn't have been able to afford the repairs.
I hope now that he took his little ride on his dream tractor, he can forget about it and get himself back to work tomorrow.
So, yesterday as we were driving home from Sweetwater, about a mile or so from Jesse and Mona Deloera's house, he spotted the damn tractor of his life! I thought to myself, please don't let him turn back. Well. He did. And yes, he did buy the ugly tractor.
So, there goes my newly ordained farmer and his tractor on the side road off I-20.
I wanted so bad to just pass him and get the hell home, because the Tractor of My Life doesn't go over maybe 20 miles per hour. I couldn't do that to him though, it was really hot and humid. I thought, " what if he passes out from a heat stroke, or dies of thirst, I would never forgive myself.
For about 2 hours, I would pass him and park about a mile or so ahead, (usually under the underpasses where I had a good shade). Sit and listen to the radio, till I could see Old McMuñoz coming up behind me. I'd let him pass me, he'd smile and wave each time. We continued this about 5 or 6 times down the interstate. Till we got to Loraine, I really needed to get to the bathroom, (during this not so exciting drive home, I managed to down my coke and a bottle of water). I still couldn't find it in my heart to leave him on the road by himself. I managed to hold off till I turned off on our county road to the house. BOY! I FLOORED IT THEN! !
Well, he made it home. Comes inside the house and says, "Gotta take back the tractor in the morning, having trouble changing gears, gotta be the transmission" (all of a sudden he knows all about the worthless tractor)!
So, I suppose you're wondering if we took the tractor back? Yes. Indeed we did. Same trip, opposite side of I-20, but today, I didn't leave the house until maybe half hour after he left.
I still caught up with him just outside Loraine. I was hoping he'd be further along. This time I passed him and went onto Roscoe, picked up some good hot coffee, muffin and newspaper, found me a nice place to park along I-2o. Enjoyed the hell out of my breakfast and daily paper.
As for McMuñoz, he seemed a little down, but at the same time he was thankful he had found it was messing up, cause he couldn't have been able to afford the repairs.
I hope now that he took his little ride on his dream tractor, he can forget about it and get himself back to work tomorrow.
That's right. Good ole John surprised me with a digital camera. I could of kept on using my Cannon camera, but I embarrassed J.G. at Nate's wedding. Yeah, I thought I had a full roll of film and of course I didn't. So, there goes my good old camera rewinding the film and making that very loud rewinding sound, which nearly made J.G. want to leave the reception.
If I remember correctly his words to me were: "Oh my gosh, Mom, please put that thing away, I can't believe you still have that camera". Oh, yeah. I love embarrassing my kids!
I hate parting with my old camera. It holds a lot of special memories. Just the fact that Dad bought it for me about 20 years ago when I had my hysterectomy! I guess he must of thought that if he bought me a camera, it would lessen the pain. You know Dad, always being thoughtful!
So, now I have a new camera and I can't seem to find what to take a picture of! Maybe, tonight since Dad started his night shift, I can actually take a good look at it, read up on the instructions, send in the warranty, and if I can figure out how to work it, maybe tomorrow I'll go out to the back yard and take a few pictures of Daddy's 30 goates and miniature donkey!
If I remember correctly his words to me were: "Oh my gosh, Mom, please put that thing away, I can't believe you still have that camera". Oh, yeah. I love embarrassing my kids!
I hate parting with my old camera. It holds a lot of special memories. Just the fact that Dad bought it for me about 20 years ago when I had my hysterectomy! I guess he must of thought that if he bought me a camera, it would lessen the pain. You know Dad, always being thoughtful!
So, now I have a new camera and I can't seem to find what to take a picture of! Maybe, tonight since Dad started his night shift, I can actually take a good look at it, read up on the instructions, send in the warranty, and if I can figure out how to work it, maybe tomorrow I'll go out to the back yard and take a few pictures of Daddy's 30 goates and miniature donkey!
One of today's silent but most deadly "Spiritual Killers" is pornography- - - especially Internet Pornography.
NO WONDER THEY CALL IT "THE WEB"!
NO WONDER THEY CALL IT "THE WEB"!
I've sorta been trying to keep up with the preparations on the reunion. It sure is great that you can either log on to the web site or the toll free number. You people are really getting it together aren't you?
It's great to have such easy access to any questions about the planning.
I really enjoyed Elizabeth's photo shots on the first get together.
Dad and I think you guys and gals are doing great so far.
It's great to have such easy access to any questions about the planning.
I really enjoyed Elizabeth's photo shots on the first get together.
Dad and I think you guys and gals are doing great so far.
I talked to Jr. this afternoon to check up on Anthony. He says all is going very good. Today he had an appointment in Abilene and the doctor seems to think he is doing quite well. The only thing is he drove a while and got a slight headache and tired a little, but Jr. says that's somewhat to be expected since it's been a while since he's driven. It's just gonna take time to get his complete strength back, but he'll be 100% soon. He still needs to wear his oxygen mask when he's out in public, but even that is just when he's out of the house around other people.
I asked him about the doctor in Abilene, he's the one who referred him to his doctor in Dallas, so he'll be doing his checkups in Abilene so he won't have the long drive back into Dallas. Pretty good news wouldn't you say?
Jr. also happen to mention he'd seen Daniel Alvarez, one of our high school classmates. Don't know if any of you may remember him, I know Maruca does.
MARUCA REMEMBERS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE! SHE'S GOT A GREAT MEMORY. WISH I DID TOO! Anyway Jr. is still wanting to have a 40th class reunion this year. I'm not going. I know I'll come home with all the awards, Most Oldest, Most Obese, Most Balding, Most Wrinkles, Less Teeth, Most Sagging Skin, Most Age Spots (and that's only on one hand), and it goes on and on. I'll probably have to make a file for all the awards. NO. NO. AIN'T GOING! ! No pets, no grandchildren, no rose bushes, oh, my gosh, I need to stop.
Blessings to all you readers out there. HEY! BLESS ME BACK! CAN'T YOU SEE I'VE GOT ISSUES HERE?
I asked him about the doctor in Abilene, he's the one who referred him to his doctor in Dallas, so he'll be doing his checkups in Abilene so he won't have the long drive back into Dallas. Pretty good news wouldn't you say?
Jr. also happen to mention he'd seen Daniel Alvarez, one of our high school classmates. Don't know if any of you may remember him, I know Maruca does.
MARUCA REMEMBERS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE! SHE'S GOT A GREAT MEMORY. WISH I DID TOO! Anyway Jr. is still wanting to have a 40th class reunion this year. I'm not going. I know I'll come home with all the awards, Most Oldest, Most Obese, Most Balding, Most Wrinkles, Less Teeth, Most Sagging Skin, Most Age Spots (and that's only on one hand), and it goes on and on. I'll probably have to make a file for all the awards. NO. NO. AIN'T GOING! ! No pets, no grandchildren, no rose bushes, oh, my gosh, I need to stop.
Blessings to all you readers out there. HEY! BLESS ME BACK! CAN'T YOU SEE I'VE GOT ISSUES HERE?
So, Monday our 30 year old Son, texts, texts, and texts AGAIN, then emailed, and finally called later that night about his knee hurting. He sounded frantic, (like I'm dying here, kinda frantic). I ask myself, why are men such babies? I've been asking myself this question for years and still can't come up with a reasonable answer.
Dad and I thought we may have to pack up and find him in the Intensive Care Unit!
Just a bruised knee from playing basketball. All he needed was an ice pack and an extra pillow.
He's doing quiet well now. Aye, este Niño.
Dad and I thought we may have to pack up and find him in the Intensive Care Unit!
Just a bruised knee from playing basketball. All he needed was an ice pack and an extra pillow.
He's doing quiet well now. Aye, este Niño.
PRAYER!! Constant, don't let up not one second kinda prayer is what I need today.
I'm taking mother shopping for clothes!
Don't misunderstand me. I love my Mom dearly., but when it comes to taking her shopping, I almost have to start a round of Xanax 3 to 4 days earlier.
She has got to be the pickiest shopper I know.
Believe it or not, but we're just shopping for one outfit today. And that still freaks me out.
So, again I beg you. Pray for me!
If I don't publish another post, chances are I didn't make it through the day.
I'm taking mother shopping for clothes!
Don't misunderstand me. I love my Mom dearly., but when it comes to taking her shopping, I almost have to start a round of Xanax 3 to 4 days earlier.
She has got to be the pickiest shopper I know.
Believe it or not, but we're just shopping for one outfit today. And that still freaks me out.
So, again I beg you. Pray for me!
If I don't publish another post, chances are I didn't make it through the day.
It was a good Father's Day for me again. Praise God I still had Dad for another year. Although I wasn't able to see him till late Sunday afternoon. I sorta made up for it, cause I visited with him until almost 10:30pm. I don't usually do that cause I know they both tire quickly, but we all seemed to be enjoying the conversation. He loves when we start asking him about family members and about his younger years. His face just lights up.
J.G. wasn't able to make it down. But, that's ok. If you get a chance, you might want to log on to his blog site. He wrote his Dad a very sincere note for him, which made Dad get teary eyed. Hey nothing wrong with that, we get older and it takes a lot of strength to hold back tears.
Cindy invited him to go over and she bar-b-qued for him. Boy, howdy, can that girl Q. ! ! She wanted him there by 1:00pm. If you don't know Cindy that well, when she sets a time, we know to make it there by then. We walked in about 1:30, ( Dad seems to always get side tracked at all the car lots, even though we actually aren't shopping for a car). She didn't say anything about us being late, I guess she held back what with it being Father's Day! !
We all enjoyed the great meal. Really enjoyed the three kiddos. They're so much fun. I had to play with all of them, Barbies, cops, water guns, etc.. I was very proud of myself, seems I haven't forgotten how to comb Barbie and dress her up! Dad played it smart. He went on to Academy, so he wasn't forced into playing for almost an hour or so.
I hadn't bought Dad a gift since we were going in to Abilene, so I asked Dad if he wouldn't go for me, ( he loves to SHOP!). I had set my mind on getting my Dad a pair of Crocs for his Father's Day gift. Dad asked if I had a limit on how much I wanted to spend on the Crocs, I said, " hell no, Daddy's getting old so I'm going all out this year. Make it $5, hey wait a minute! make it $6, I really feel like doing some really serious damage this year!) What the hell, we're not gonna have around for ever, right?
J.G. wasn't able to make it down. But, that's ok. If you get a chance, you might want to log on to his blog site. He wrote his Dad a very sincere note for him, which made Dad get teary eyed. Hey nothing wrong with that, we get older and it takes a lot of strength to hold back tears.
Cindy invited him to go over and she bar-b-qued for him. Boy, howdy, can that girl Q. ! ! She wanted him there by 1:00pm. If you don't know Cindy that well, when she sets a time, we know to make it there by then. We walked in about 1:30, ( Dad seems to always get side tracked at all the car lots, even though we actually aren't shopping for a car). She didn't say anything about us being late, I guess she held back what with it being Father's Day! !
We all enjoyed the great meal. Really enjoyed the three kiddos. They're so much fun. I had to play with all of them, Barbies, cops, water guns, etc.. I was very proud of myself, seems I haven't forgotten how to comb Barbie and dress her up! Dad played it smart. He went on to Academy, so he wasn't forced into playing for almost an hour or so.
I hadn't bought Dad a gift since we were going in to Abilene, so I asked Dad if he wouldn't go for me, ( he loves to SHOP!). I had set my mind on getting my Dad a pair of Crocs for his Father's Day gift. Dad asked if I had a limit on how much I wanted to spend on the Crocs, I said, " hell no, Daddy's getting old so I'm going all out this year. Make it $5, hey wait a minute! make it $6, I really feel like doing some really serious damage this year!) What the hell, we're not gonna have around for ever, right?
Dad and I went to Arlington this past weekend and I'm just now finding time to post our visit. I don't understand it. I never used to be like this. Something weird is happening. I told Dad when he came in from work this evening, that this morning after listening to daily mass on TV, I got up to put a load of laundry in the washer, when it suddenly hit me. I couldn't remember if I had already taken a shower or not ! Not Good Huh?
Dad and J.G. spent most of the day together, I love when they do that. I stayed and did absolutely nothing, which is exactly what I wanted. I read some of J.G.'s books, watched some TV, and actually put on makeup! I don't usually wear makeup when I'm down in Arlington, cause the humidity is so bad my makeup just runs down in minutes.
Later that evening we went out to eat. We met up with the Moore's and Edward. Edward had come down on Friday to visit his buddy, Anthony.
We had a good time visiting together and freezing our asses off at Cheddars, it was so damn cold in there! I'm not being rude, but the best part of the evening was watching two waiters run into to each other. (poor kids, they were really busy). The one coming down the stairs had a large tray full of plates, and here comes this other waiter at full speed and ran into him. I felt so embarrassed for him. He had mashed potatoes on the tip of his nose and eyebrows, some kind of white cream was covering his left cheek, and some of the cream was also on his nice spiked hair, of course the rest of the meal was all over his clothes. After the incident is when we all got tickled over it. Poor kid, he made my night.
Sunday morning the three of us made it to church, and afterwards went to visit with Anthony. He looks so good. Doesn't even look like he's gone through a transplant. It sure makes a difference when you're young and healthy. We had agreed to stay only 30 minutes or so cause we didn't want to tire him. Jr. and Anita look happy to see his son doing so well.
Oh, talk about Jr. and Anita. I could of and really wanted to choke them to death. They knew we were coming cause we called ahead of time. But, did either one of them bother to mention to me that there was an elevator up to the apartment (which is on the second floor)!!! NO Fat ass with just 5 weeks into a total knee replacement climbed about 10 stairs. Boy, was I ticked off. Jr. opens the door and looks at us and first thing he says, "you didn't just climb up those stairs did you?" Right then I could feel my shaky hands on his neck!
Him showing us where the elevator was when we were leaving didn't empress me at all. I had already been through torture. That's ok. One day I plan to get back at both of them.
Dad and J.G. spent most of the day together, I love when they do that. I stayed and did absolutely nothing, which is exactly what I wanted. I read some of J.G.'s books, watched some TV, and actually put on makeup! I don't usually wear makeup when I'm down in Arlington, cause the humidity is so bad my makeup just runs down in minutes.
Later that evening we went out to eat. We met up with the Moore's and Edward. Edward had come down on Friday to visit his buddy, Anthony.
We had a good time visiting together and freezing our asses off at Cheddars, it was so damn cold in there! I'm not being rude, but the best part of the evening was watching two waiters run into to each other. (poor kids, they were really busy). The one coming down the stairs had a large tray full of plates, and here comes this other waiter at full speed and ran into him. I felt so embarrassed for him. He had mashed potatoes on the tip of his nose and eyebrows, some kind of white cream was covering his left cheek, and some of the cream was also on his nice spiked hair, of course the rest of the meal was all over his clothes. After the incident is when we all got tickled over it. Poor kid, he made my night.
Sunday morning the three of us made it to church, and afterwards went to visit with Anthony. He looks so good. Doesn't even look like he's gone through a transplant. It sure makes a difference when you're young and healthy. We had agreed to stay only 30 minutes or so cause we didn't want to tire him. Jr. and Anita look happy to see his son doing so well.
Oh, talk about Jr. and Anita. I could of and really wanted to choke them to death. They knew we were coming cause we called ahead of time. But, did either one of them bother to mention to me that there was an elevator up to the apartment (which is on the second floor)!!! NO Fat ass with just 5 weeks into a total knee replacement climbed about 10 stairs. Boy, was I ticked off. Jr. opens the door and looks at us and first thing he says, "you didn't just climb up those stairs did you?" Right then I could feel my shaky hands on his neck!
Him showing us where the elevator was when we were leaving didn't empress me at all. I had already been through torture. That's ok. One day I plan to get back at both of them.
For a more recent update on Anthony's
condition, log on to J.G.'s blog.
condition, log on to J.G.'s blog.
He's been able to make a couple of visits.
Maruca emailed me this morning (Thurs.),
to tell me that her and Christopher and Nicholas
visited with Jr. and Anita yesterday.
Like I said, her brain never stops working.
'Para quando yo voy, Maruca ya biene!'
She asked Jr. to write something down so that
she could email it to us. She states she didn't want
to misquote him, so here it is:
'Today May 21st, Anthony received his last of five
radiation treatments. At 1:30pm, he started receiving
stem cells that were blessed by the hospital chaplain.
These stem cells were donated by Anthony's older
brother, Jeremiah. Jeremiah donated his stem cells during
a four hour process the day prior. The nurses and
chaplain wished Anthony a HAPPY BIRTHDAY, this
being his first day with his healthy cells. "Gracias A Dios"
Before leaving I asked Anthony what he wanted me to
tell everybody,- - - he said to tell everybody hi and
thank you for the prayers. AMEN BRO'
THANK YOU SO MUCH, MARUCA.
to tell me that her and Christopher and Nicholas
visited with Jr. and Anita yesterday.
Like I said, her brain never stops working.
'Para quando yo voy, Maruca ya biene!'
She asked Jr. to write something down so that
she could email it to us. She states she didn't want
to misquote him, so here it is:
'Today May 21st, Anthony received his last of five
radiation treatments. At 1:30pm, he started receiving
stem cells that were blessed by the hospital chaplain.
These stem cells were donated by Anthony's older
brother, Jeremiah. Jeremiah donated his stem cells during
a four hour process the day prior. The nurses and
chaplain wished Anthony a HAPPY BIRTHDAY, this
being his first day with his healthy cells. "Gracias A Dios"
Before leaving I asked Anthony what he wanted me to
tell everybody,- - - he said to tell everybody hi and
thank you for the prayers. AMEN BRO'
THANK YOU SO MUCH, MARUCA.
Just as the title reads! !
From what Anita informed me, Anthony
was able to eat one of mom's burritos this
morning. What da you think of that?
Anthony did really well this afternoon during
his long awaited procedure.
It started about 1pm and was almost completed
by 2:30 or 2:45 this afternoon.
No signs of rejection during the process!
Soooo pleased to hear this great news.
Keep it up Anthony.
From what Anita informed me, Anthony
was able to eat one of mom's burritos this
morning. What da you think of that?
Anthony did really well this afternoon during
his long awaited procedure.
It started about 1pm and was almost completed
by 2:30 or 2:45 this afternoon.
No signs of rejection during the process!
Soooo pleased to hear this great news.
Keep it up Anthony.
Had a call from Anita this afternoon.She said everyone is doing alright.
Anthony's' last radiation treatment is
tomorrow. He has been experiencing
some nausea, but not anything severe.
Hey, he even got on an exercise bike yesterday
afternoon! Pretty strong guy, wouldn't you say?
Jeremy donated his super good blood this
morning. He started his procedure this
morning at 7am - 12pm. Anita says after
that, he went to the apartment to get plenty
of rest, since he and Jaime will head
back home tomorrow.
Tomorrow afternoon Anthony will start
receiving Jeremy's' blood. We pray that
everything goes well and that he not
have complications with infections.
Anthony's' last radiation treatment is
tomorrow. He has been experiencing
some nausea, but not anything severe.
Hey, he even got on an exercise bike yesterday
afternoon! Pretty strong guy, wouldn't you say?
Jeremy donated his super good blood this
morning. He started his procedure this
morning at 7am - 12pm. Anita says after
that, he went to the apartment to get plenty
of rest, since he and Jaime will head
back home tomorrow.
Tomorrow afternoon Anthony will start
receiving Jeremy's' blood. We pray that
everything goes well and that he not
have complications with infections.
Juan-Gabriel visited with Anthony yesterday
after church. I was really glad to hear that
he looks good and doesn't even look like he's
sick.
The chemo is sorta starting to get to him
a little though. Apparently he wasn't in the
best of moods for awhile yesterday morning.
Do you blame him? Supposedly the doctor
came in to check on him and was checking
the port on his chest and the doctor had
coffee breath, which pissed off Anthony, cause
it made him really nauseous! Ha!
He walked around awhile, but tired a little
and went to sleep. Sounds like he's really
doing good.
Mijo, was kind enough to take Jaime and Anita
out for awhile. He showed them around Dallas
and the beautiful homes and shops. Hope they
enjoyed getting out for awhile. Hopefully that
released some stress. Thanks, J.G.
after church. I was really glad to hear that
he looks good and doesn't even look like he's
sick.
The chemo is sorta starting to get to him
a little though. Apparently he wasn't in the
best of moods for awhile yesterday morning.
Do you blame him? Supposedly the doctor
came in to check on him and was checking
the port on his chest and the doctor had
coffee breath, which pissed off Anthony, cause
it made him really nauseous! Ha!
He walked around awhile, but tired a little
and went to sleep. Sounds like he's really
doing good.
Mijo, was kind enough to take Jaime and Anita
out for awhile. He showed them around Dallas
and the beautiful homes and shops. Hope they
enjoyed getting out for awhile. Hopefully that
released some stress. Thanks, J.G.
Super great news on Anthony.
Talked to Anita this afternoon (Fri.),
and they were just leaving for the
hospital to admit Anthony at 2pm.
The good news is that yesterday (Thurs.),
they attended a meeting, explaining
all details as to what is going to happening
daily, plus a schedule of his procedure.
Apparently this process is not taking as long
as they had thought.
Today, he starts chemo for 3 days.
After the chemo, he has 3 days of radiation.
Then after that, hopefully by next Wednesday,
they will be able to do the blood transfusion.
He will probably receive Jeremys' blood all
in one day.
I got to talk to him and he sounded really
strong and positive.
I pray to God that everything goes well.
Oh, almost forgot. He won't be in isolation!
In fact, if a family member wishes to stay
overnight, they will be allowed to. Of course
there are certain precautions they have to
go through because of infections.
So, seems like things are really going good today.
Talked to Anita this afternoon (Fri.),
and they were just leaving for the
hospital to admit Anthony at 2pm.
The good news is that yesterday (Thurs.),
they attended a meeting, explaining
all details as to what is going to happening
daily, plus a schedule of his procedure.
Apparently this process is not taking as long
as they had thought.
Today, he starts chemo for 3 days.
After the chemo, he has 3 days of radiation.
Then after that, hopefully by next Wednesday,
they will be able to do the blood transfusion.
He will probably receive Jeremys' blood all
in one day.
I got to talk to him and he sounded really
strong and positive.
I pray to God that everything goes well.
Oh, almost forgot. He won't be in isolation!
In fact, if a family member wishes to stay
overnight, they will be allowed to. Of course
there are certain precautions they have to
go through because of infections.
So, seems like things are really going good today.
Hey guys, thanks to Maruca (Mary) Thomas, I now
have Jr. and Anitas' address there in Dallas.
They have been there since Wednesday, I think
Jeremy has been going through more testing since
then. Don't quote me on this. I'm really bad at
getting my shit straight. But, I know for sure
that Anthony will be admitted to the hospital
tomorrow. (Friday)
This is all I know as of now. Maybe Maruca can
give you more detailed information.
Here is the address:
2732 Gaston Ave. #124
Dallas, Tx 75226
214-748-9968
A special friend sent me an email this morning,
and at the bottom of the letter she sent this
beautiful poem:
Happiness keeps you sweet,
Trials keep you strong,
Sorrows keep you human,
Life keeps you humble,
Success keeps you glowing,
But Only
GOD KEEPS YOU GOING
have Jr. and Anitas' address there in Dallas.
They have been there since Wednesday, I think
Jeremy has been going through more testing since
then. Don't quote me on this. I'm really bad at
getting my shit straight. But, I know for sure
that Anthony will be admitted to the hospital
tomorrow. (Friday)
This is all I know as of now. Maybe Maruca can
give you more detailed information.
Here is the address:
2732 Gaston Ave. #124
Dallas, Tx 75226
214-748-9968
A special friend sent me an email this morning,
and at the bottom of the letter she sent this
beautiful poem:
Happiness keeps you sweet,
Trials keep you strong,
Sorrows keep you human,
Life keeps you humble,
Success keeps you glowing,
But Only
GOD KEEPS YOU GOING
As many of you already know, Anthony is
having a very delicate procedure done this
coming week. It has something to do with his
bone marrow. From how Anita explained to me,
it is a rare blood disorder found in almost
one in a million people.
So, please pray along with the family that
all goes well for him. He may have to spend
the whole summer in Dallas, which to a young
man, that has to be very hard not being able
to hang out with his buddies. But, what is one
summer if it means curing and saving his young
life from this disorder.
The family hero is JEREMY, Anthony's brother.
He matched Anthonys' blood and will be giving
Anthony his good,strong blood.
This bone marrow procedure does not involve
any surgery. (Praise God). It is all done
by blood transfusions.
Hopefully soon I can acquire Jr. and Anita's
address there in Dallas and have it posted so
that family or anyone who wishes to keep in
contact with them can do so. Oh, forgot to
inform you, this will take place At Baylor.
For right now though, let's keep Anthony in
our prayers. May God grant Jeremy, Jr. and Anita
the strength and courage to get through this
rough time in their lives.
having a very delicate procedure done this
coming week. It has something to do with his
bone marrow. From how Anita explained to me,
it is a rare blood disorder found in almost
one in a million people.
So, please pray along with the family that
all goes well for him. He may have to spend
the whole summer in Dallas, which to a young
man, that has to be very hard not being able
to hang out with his buddies. But, what is one
summer if it means curing and saving his young
life from this disorder.
The family hero is JEREMY, Anthony's brother.
He matched Anthonys' blood and will be giving
Anthony his good,strong blood.
This bone marrow procedure does not involve
any surgery. (Praise God). It is all done
by blood transfusions.
Hopefully soon I can acquire Jr. and Anita's
address there in Dallas and have it posted so
that family or anyone who wishes to keep in
contact with them can do so. Oh, forgot to
inform you, this will take place At Baylor.
For right now though, let's keep Anthony in
our prayers. May God grant Jeremy, Jr. and Anita
the strength and courage to get through this
rough time in their lives.
Had my first appointment after surgery this past Monday
and everything seems to be going well.
No infections and swelling seems to be going down plenty.
I didn't realize it until they were removing the staples,
that I actually was carrying around 34 nice silver staples!
I've really never had this much pain after
the other replacements. I'm thinking maybe I take soooo
much pain medication for my arthritis, that I may
be immuned to simple pain meds. So, he had to
change the meds to something stronger. Wow!! A LOT STRONGER!!
Other than that it seems like I may be well on
my road to recovery. Till next time. Adios!
and everything seems to be going well.
No infections and swelling seems to be going down plenty.
I didn't realize it until they were removing the staples,
that I actually was carrying around 34 nice silver staples!
I've really never had this much pain after
the other replacements. I'm thinking maybe I take soooo
much pain medication for my arthritis, that I may
be immuned to simple pain meds. So, he had to
change the meds to something stronger. Wow!! A LOT STRONGER!!
Other than that it seems like I may be well on
my road to recovery. Till next time. Adios!
Well, I finally got the knee replacement out of the way! AGAIN
Went into the hospital Monday 21st, about 4:30pm and I
think I remember being back in my room about 10:00pm.
Maybe not. I don't quiet remember. But, I've done great.
Praise God. I did have a little trouble right after surgery, I've
always told them several times before my surgeries, that
morphine does not do anything for me. Guess they just don't
believe me and they have to check for themselves that I'm
right. Once they got the right stuff into the IV, and kicked
in rather slowly, I was good shape. I have been feeling good
since. I was a little sore or pain, I don't know which, after
this morning's exercises. I think I may be walking around
too much.
Other than that, I feel great!
I will make one correction on J.G.'s blog.
It's really two knees, one hip and two shoulders I've had
replaced. Hope this is the last.
Went into the hospital Monday 21st, about 4:30pm and I
think I remember being back in my room about 10:00pm.
Maybe not. I don't quiet remember. But, I've done great.
Praise God. I did have a little trouble right after surgery, I've
always told them several times before my surgeries, that
morphine does not do anything for me. Guess they just don't
believe me and they have to check for themselves that I'm
right. Once they got the right stuff into the IV, and kicked
in rather slowly, I was good shape. I have been feeling good
since. I was a little sore or pain, I don't know which, after
this morning's exercises. I think I may be walking around
too much.
Other than that, I feel great!
I will make one correction on J.G.'s blog.
It's really two knees, one hip and two shoulders I've had
replaced. Hope this is the last.
That's right. That's what Ive turned into.
( Hey, I don't wanna hear anyone say, " oh,she's
been like that all her life!" ) Honestly, Ive tried
very hard not to be like that. But, now I feel
like I've gotten to the point of o return.
My freaking left knee has given out completely.
So, I'm having it replaced April 21. Not looking forward
to it at all. After this replacement I'll have only
my right hip that hasn't been replaced. But, hey, give
me a year or so and I promise you that's gonna
go too.
It gets a little rough not being able to get around
and do as I was, but, I'm sure there are people out
there with more serious problems than this.
If you blog readers would be so kind as to send
a few prayers down this way, you absolutely
don't know how much I would appreciate it.
Don't know if I can take the agonizing pain till
then. This is way I need prayers. Thanks.
( Hey, I don't wanna hear anyone say, " oh,she's
been like that all her life!" ) Honestly, Ive tried
very hard not to be like that. But, now I feel
like I've gotten to the point of o return.
My freaking left knee has given out completely.
So, I'm having it replaced April 21. Not looking forward
to it at all. After this replacement I'll have only
my right hip that hasn't been replaced. But, hey, give
me a year or so and I promise you that's gonna
go too.
It gets a little rough not being able to get around
and do as I was, but, I'm sure there are people out
there with more serious problems than this.
If you blog readers would be so kind as to send
a few prayers down this way, you absolutely
don't know how much I would appreciate it.
Don't know if I can take the agonizing pain till
then. This is way I need prayers. Thanks.
Indeed it is GOOD NEWS.
J.G. has now lost a total of 117 pounds!
Dad and I are so proud of him.
I could never go cold turkey like that!
Well, you know what?
Maybe I could, once the doctor tells me
it's a matter of life or death.
Yeah, the more I write on this subject,
the more I think I Just Might Do It.
But, it's gonna have to be after I finish
off this bag of Oreo cookies. It would be
a horrible sin to throw the bag away since
I just bought it yesterday.
J.G. has now lost a total of 117 pounds!
Dad and I are so proud of him.
I could never go cold turkey like that!
Well, you know what?
Maybe I could, once the doctor tells me
it's a matter of life or death.
Yeah, the more I write on this subject,
the more I think I Just Might Do It.
But, it's gonna have to be after I finish
off this bag of Oreo cookies. It would be
a horrible sin to throw the bag away since
I just bought it yesterday.
So Cindy has her first placement as a foster parent.
She got called Monday morning saying they (CPS) had
a 5 year old little girl, and her 2 year old brother. I'm so
glad they didn't split them up, I've seen it happen before.
It has got to be the most painful situation to watch.
The first night, Cindy said the little girl walked in the house
and went straight to a corner and cried with sooo much
pain and hurt. Poor child, can you imagine being picked up
by someone you have never in your life seen before, travel almost
3 hours to get to Abilene, then get delivered to strangers
and a house they've never been in before? This hurts me
so much. I sat and cried till almost 2:00 am, just thinking
of the children and how they must miss their mom, and
wondering if they'll ever see her again. I prayed that they
both have a good nights' rest without crying.
Cindy called me the next morning, saying they had slept so
well and were just talking and smiling. Cindy made some
time to hold and caress them for awhile before taking
them to daycare and school. These innocent children need
so much love and affection, or simply just for someone
to pay attention to them every once in awhile.
They came with few cloths and I think only the shoes they
had on. But, I tell you what, Cindy and Traci have the
most wonderful and caring friends. They immediately
started looking for clothing, shoes, etc. I called my niece,
Bea, and she's got a lot for me to bring home. Apparently, she
mentioned the situation to her co-workers and they also
promised to bring in some clothes, toys, etc. by Friday.
Cindy was so happy over such good news and people
helping out so quick. She says, "now little Abrianna
doesn't have to be embarrassed about what she wears to
school. I asked Cindy about the length of Abriannas' hair.
She responded with a very confused answer, " I honestly
don't know what to tell you about her hair, she put the
scissors to her bangs and the sides of her hair! !!! We're
trying to do the best we can till Friday's hair appointment.
I'm thinking I'll be getting daily phone calls about stories
these little ones are going to get into. I'm proud of Mija.
She knows she will go through a lot of pain if these children
get placed for adoption and leave. She says she understands,
but if she can just give them a day, a week, or months of
love and affection, she'll be satisfied no matter how much
it hurts. Just as long as the kids are not out there starving
and being neglected. Very proud of her.
She got called Monday morning saying they (CPS) had
a 5 year old little girl, and her 2 year old brother. I'm so
glad they didn't split them up, I've seen it happen before.
It has got to be the most painful situation to watch.
The first night, Cindy said the little girl walked in the house
and went straight to a corner and cried with sooo much
pain and hurt. Poor child, can you imagine being picked up
by someone you have never in your life seen before, travel almost
3 hours to get to Abilene, then get delivered to strangers
and a house they've never been in before? This hurts me
so much. I sat and cried till almost 2:00 am, just thinking
of the children and how they must miss their mom, and
wondering if they'll ever see her again. I prayed that they
both have a good nights' rest without crying.
Cindy called me the next morning, saying they had slept so
well and were just talking and smiling. Cindy made some
time to hold and caress them for awhile before taking
them to daycare and school. These innocent children need
so much love and affection, or simply just for someone
to pay attention to them every once in awhile.
They came with few cloths and I think only the shoes they
had on. But, I tell you what, Cindy and Traci have the
most wonderful and caring friends. They immediately
started looking for clothing, shoes, etc. I called my niece,
Bea, and she's got a lot for me to bring home. Apparently, she
mentioned the situation to her co-workers and they also
promised to bring in some clothes, toys, etc. by Friday.
Cindy was so happy over such good news and people
helping out so quick. She says, "now little Abrianna
doesn't have to be embarrassed about what she wears to
school. I asked Cindy about the length of Abriannas' hair.
She responded with a very confused answer, " I honestly
don't know what to tell you about her hair, she put the
scissors to her bangs and the sides of her hair! !!! We're
trying to do the best we can till Friday's hair appointment.
I'm thinking I'll be getting daily phone calls about stories
these little ones are going to get into. I'm proud of Mija.
She knows she will go through a lot of pain if these children
get placed for adoption and leave. She says she understands,
but if she can just give them a day, a week, or months of
love and affection, she'll be satisfied no matter how much
it hurts. Just as long as the kids are not out there starving
and being neglected. Very proud of her.
Do you remember on one of my much older
blogs, I had stated that I wouldn't sit with
"the boys", (Cindy's dogs). Well, guess what I
did this past weekend? That's right. I watched
the three idiots again.
This time around it wasn't as bad as the first time.
I only had to watch them one night.
Cindy had left all their food in their individual bowls,
and labeled with their names on each. Simple.
I still wish they would train them to unlock the back
door, go outside and do their thing, run around for
awhile, come back inside and lock the door behind them.
Hopefully. You know some dogs are pretty smart!
I don't know about these though.
About the relaxing weekend. That's exactly what I did.
I had a list of places and things to do, but wasn't able
to do them. About 2 weeks ago, I hurt my left leg, I
don't know how, but it has been giving me trouble since
then. Well, this past weekend it was really bad. I was
just able to get up to the bathroom, let the dogs out,
and back to bed with my leg elevated. Such serious
pain. Today is Monday, and I have a 3:00 pm appointment
with the doctor and I'm hoping he will xray it and
see what the hell I did with it. It doesn't feel like
arthritis pain. So, I pray it's not anything serious.
To top it off, it is snowing like crazy right now. Hope it
doesn't start freezing and I go fall on my ass.
Pray for me that everything goes alright.
blogs, I had stated that I wouldn't sit with
"the boys", (Cindy's dogs). Well, guess what I
did this past weekend? That's right. I watched
the three idiots again.
This time around it wasn't as bad as the first time.
I only had to watch them one night.
Cindy had left all their food in their individual bowls,
and labeled with their names on each. Simple.
I still wish they would train them to unlock the back
door, go outside and do their thing, run around for
awhile, come back inside and lock the door behind them.
Hopefully. You know some dogs are pretty smart!
I don't know about these though.
About the relaxing weekend. That's exactly what I did.
I had a list of places and things to do, but wasn't able
to do them. About 2 weeks ago, I hurt my left leg, I
don't know how, but it has been giving me trouble since
then. Well, this past weekend it was really bad. I was
just able to get up to the bathroom, let the dogs out,
and back to bed with my leg elevated. Such serious
pain. Today is Monday, and I have a 3:00 pm appointment
with the doctor and I'm hoping he will xray it and
see what the hell I did with it. It doesn't feel like
arthritis pain. So, I pray it's not anything serious.
To top it off, it is snowing like crazy right now. Hope it
doesn't start freezing and I go fall on my ass.
Pray for me that everything goes alright.
Well, I'm dummer than I think! !!!!!!!
I was informed today (Monday) afternoon that I am
not 68 years old. I'M ONLY 58 ! ! !
J.G. texted me and asked if I had any intentions
on changing the age on my blog. I was on the road
when I received his message, and I replied with
a simple, "Why?"
I got home and went straight to the blog and sure
enough, there it was, the biggest 68!!!!!!
I think it's time for a pray chain!!
I was informed today (Monday) afternoon that I am
not 68 years old. I'M ONLY 58 ! ! !
J.G. texted me and asked if I had any intentions
on changing the age on my blog. I was on the road
when I received his message, and I replied with
a simple, "Why?"
I got home and went straight to the blog and sure
enough, there it was, the biggest 68!!!!!!
I think it's time for a pray chain!!
February 23, 1950, I decided to make my first
appearance into this world, and well, I'm still here!
In fact the hospital in which I was born still stands.
I had a wonderful birthday today. Cindy had called
earlier during the week to ask where I wanted to
eat. She told me about a new Chinese restaurant
which just opened up and is really good and the atmosphere
is really nice. So, I agreed. Lets try it.
She reserved a table for 12:00 noon, cause since it is
new she says it really gets packed quickly. So, we all
get there and there is this big sign on the door.
'Sorry for the inconvenience, but our power has gone
out. Trying to fix problem soon!'
Alrighty then. So what to do now. They left it up to me
since I was the one having the birthday. It didn't take
long, cause we were all starving. We dined at another
Chinese place that was super great.
At times like this I feel bad that my kids don't live
closer together so we can all celebrate our birthdays'
together, but, hey, that's life.
Dad and I spent the rest of the afternoon in Abilene,
since we had quite a large list of things we had to do.
Just spending the afternoon together was fun. As you
well know by now, I hate to shop! Dad on the other
hand, loves it! So, each time we stopped somewhere,
or at the mall, I stayed in the car, took out my reading
material and enjoyed the hell out of myself just reading.
Weird Huh? I'm sure Dad was having a great time
shopping cause I wasn't around nagging him to hurry.
We finally made it home about 7pm. Got into my p.j.'s
then started getting unexpected company. My sister,
Helen came by with the most beautiful candy bouquet.!
I'd never seen anything so pretty. It had all different
kinds of finger size candy bars, and was decorated beautiful.
Joey and his wife, Cassie and the boys gave me the
most beautiful cross, and seems to be made out of adobe.
Something really different. And of course, Dad presented
me with two dozen beautiful yellow roses! ( my favorite)
Later during the evening had calls from the rest of the family
members, including Tommy, from San Antonio.
He's my favorite brother-in-law from San Antonio. Shush,
Shush, don't tell the other members of Dads' family!
I thank God for a wonderful and Blessed Day.
appearance into this world, and well, I'm still here!
In fact the hospital in which I was born still stands.
I had a wonderful birthday today. Cindy had called
earlier during the week to ask where I wanted to
eat. She told me about a new Chinese restaurant
which just opened up and is really good and the atmosphere
is really nice. So, I agreed. Lets try it.
She reserved a table for 12:00 noon, cause since it is
new she says it really gets packed quickly. So, we all
get there and there is this big sign on the door.
'Sorry for the inconvenience, but our power has gone
out. Trying to fix problem soon!'
Alrighty then. So what to do now. They left it up to me
since I was the one having the birthday. It didn't take
long, cause we were all starving. We dined at another
Chinese place that was super great.
At times like this I feel bad that my kids don't live
closer together so we can all celebrate our birthdays'
together, but, hey, that's life.
Dad and I spent the rest of the afternoon in Abilene,
since we had quite a large list of things we had to do.
Just spending the afternoon together was fun. As you
well know by now, I hate to shop! Dad on the other
hand, loves it! So, each time we stopped somewhere,
or at the mall, I stayed in the car, took out my reading
material and enjoyed the hell out of myself just reading.
Weird Huh? I'm sure Dad was having a great time
shopping cause I wasn't around nagging him to hurry.
We finally made it home about 7pm. Got into my p.j.'s
then started getting unexpected company. My sister,
Helen came by with the most beautiful candy bouquet.!
I'd never seen anything so pretty. It had all different
kinds of finger size candy bars, and was decorated beautiful.
Joey and his wife, Cassie and the boys gave me the
most beautiful cross, and seems to be made out of adobe.
Something really different. And of course, Dad presented
me with two dozen beautiful yellow roses! ( my favorite)
Later during the evening had calls from the rest of the family
members, including Tommy, from San Antonio.
He's my favorite brother-in-law from San Antonio. Shush,
Shush, don't tell the other members of Dads' family!
I thank God for a wonderful and Blessed Day.
J.G. called us at about 9:30 pm. Wed. night.
He had just got home from the gym.
The great news is: 108 lbs. lost ! ! !
He had just got home from the gym.
The great news is: 108 lbs. lost ! ! !
J.G. had a three day weekend because of Presidents' Day.
He decided to make a short visit to Loraine. Just so
happens, Tommy was also down from San Antonio, so
all of Nanas' sons and daughters were also here to visit
with Tommy. Since the early part of the week, the weather
was suppose to get nasty, but thank God it didn't, that
made it much easier for those driving into Loraine.
Jaime had his twins for the weekend. Fernando and Sharon
also were here with their twin boys.
Nana had a full house Saturday night and all seemed
to be having a great time visiting.
Cindy wasn't able to join us. Guess why? Yeah, that's right.
One of the "boys", (Odis) the male boxer had a cancerous
tumor removed from one of his eyes Friday, so he couldn't
be left alone with the other two idiots for fear they'd
mess with his eye. Cindy wanted me to send Odis a get
well email card. Yeah. Like that's gonna happen!
Which reminds me, Feb.29th., I'm watching the "boys"
again. ONE NIGHT ONLY! ! ! And they better not
be on any medications, I had enough of that the last time!
Oh, by the way. J.G. brought us great news. He has now
lost a total of 106 lbs. It's been tough for him at times.
Very proud of you J.G.
He decided to make a short visit to Loraine. Just so
happens, Tommy was also down from San Antonio, so
all of Nanas' sons and daughters were also here to visit
with Tommy. Since the early part of the week, the weather
was suppose to get nasty, but thank God it didn't, that
made it much easier for those driving into Loraine.
Jaime had his twins for the weekend. Fernando and Sharon
also were here with their twin boys.
Nana had a full house Saturday night and all seemed
to be having a great time visiting.
Cindy wasn't able to join us. Guess why? Yeah, that's right.
One of the "boys", (Odis) the male boxer had a cancerous
tumor removed from one of his eyes Friday, so he couldn't
be left alone with the other two idiots for fear they'd
mess with his eye. Cindy wanted me to send Odis a get
well email card. Yeah. Like that's gonna happen!
Which reminds me, Feb.29th., I'm watching the "boys"
again. ONE NIGHT ONLY! ! ! And they better not
be on any medications, I had enough of that the last time!
Oh, by the way. J.G. brought us great news. He has now
lost a total of 106 lbs. It's been tough for him at times.
Very proud of you J.G.
Yeah. That's right. Mr. Monk dissapointed me.
The church was soooo packed. I didn't even get close
enough to see what color eyes he had.
I thought he'd be dressed in a monk suit. You know
black hood, black vestment, etc.. But no. He wore
a baret and regular clothes, trimed little beard,
completely opposite of what I was expecting.
Although his lecture was mainly to all the youth of the
parish. He blessed and prayed over each one
individually, so by the time he finished with them,
he still had to prayed over the rest of the two hundred
other people. I was there almost 3 hours and started
hurting real bad, so I had to leave. I was so bad, one
of Dads cousins had to help me to the car. Once I
got in the car, I sat there and cried for awhile, took
my medication and managed to get myself home.
As far as the jerky. Hell, by that time, I didn't even
care if raw rabbit is all he lives on !!!!!!!!!
I did find out something very interesting and unusual.
They have to live in a monastary for a certain length
of time before they become hermits!!!!!! Weird, Huh?
The church was soooo packed. I didn't even get close
enough to see what color eyes he had.
I thought he'd be dressed in a monk suit. You know
black hood, black vestment, etc.. But no. He wore
a baret and regular clothes, trimed little beard,
completely opposite of what I was expecting.
Although his lecture was mainly to all the youth of the
parish. He blessed and prayed over each one
individually, so by the time he finished with them,
he still had to prayed over the rest of the two hundred
other people. I was there almost 3 hours and started
hurting real bad, so I had to leave. I was so bad, one
of Dads cousins had to help me to the car. Once I
got in the car, I sat there and cried for awhile, took
my medication and managed to get myself home.
As far as the jerky. Hell, by that time, I didn't even
care if raw rabbit is all he lives on !!!!!!!!!
I did find out something very interesting and unusual.
They have to live in a monastary for a certain length
of time before they become hermits!!!!!! Weird, Huh?
So today at 1:30pm, I'm going to a healing service
given by Fr. Anthony, a Monk from the Monk Monastary
of Christoval, Texas. I had no idea we had them
so close. Anyway, I'm really excited to meet him.
So from now till 1:30 pm, I'm going to concentrate
really hard and figure out how to check out his
vestment pockets!!!! I hear they live off bread, water,
and jerky. I'll let you know later how it turned out
and if it's really true about the jerky. I may come
home with with a bruised face, but for some reason
I have to find out about the the damn jerky!!!!
given by Fr. Anthony, a Monk from the Monk Monastary
of Christoval, Texas. I had no idea we had them
so close. Anyway, I'm really excited to meet him.
So from now till 1:30 pm, I'm going to concentrate
really hard and figure out how to check out his
vestment pockets!!!! I hear they live off bread, water,
and jerky. I'll let you know later how it turned out
and if it's really true about the jerky. I may come
home with with a bruised face, but for some reason
I have to find out about the the damn jerky!!!!
Last week J.G. called to see if I might want to come spend
some time with him. Dad started working the night shift, so
I thought that would be fun. So, Cindy drove me to
Eastland, Friday after she got off work. J.G. picked me
up there and we came on.
Mijo and I sat back and chilled Friday night. He ordered salads
and bread. Don't know where the hell he ordered them from,
but you talk about big, heavy salads with everything
you can think of putting into a salad. We did alot of catching up
that night and enjoyed each others' company.
Saturday, J.G. picked Haley up and she went along with us
to the mall. I am not fond of going to the mall, but this time
I had to go. There were several things I needed to get, so
Mijo was quite patient to join me at shopping. (he's never
done that before! I think maybe he has matured a bit).
I thank God I had a good day Saturday, and that I was able
to enjoy the whole day and later into late night with he and
his "compadres", and the Moores'. That was a very enjoyable
evening together. Of course, I got to meet Miss Bree, she's a
doll. Looks just like her Dad. Little Miss Bree is very lucky
to have Ian and Carmen as parents. They're great with her.
Dad got in Monday mid morning. He got off work at 6am, went
home, threw some things together and took off to pick me up.
Of course he had to stop at a rest stop and catch up on
some sleep. He does this all the time. He gets very sleepy
while driving. He didn't want to sleep when he got to J.G.'s
apartment so we took off to do some more shoping!
Daddys' plans were to stay with J.G. until Wed., but the
plumbing to our washer had busted a day earlier, so we had
to get home. I loved it. It was a very relaxing weekend.
WE'RE GOING BACK THE 15th OF MARCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
some time with him. Dad started working the night shift, so
I thought that would be fun. So, Cindy drove me to
Eastland, Friday after she got off work. J.G. picked me
up there and we came on.
Mijo and I sat back and chilled Friday night. He ordered salads
and bread. Don't know where the hell he ordered them from,
but you talk about big, heavy salads with everything
you can think of putting into a salad. We did alot of catching up
that night and enjoyed each others' company.
Saturday, J.G. picked Haley up and she went along with us
to the mall. I am not fond of going to the mall, but this time
I had to go. There were several things I needed to get, so
Mijo was quite patient to join me at shopping. (he's never
done that before! I think maybe he has matured a bit).
I thank God I had a good day Saturday, and that I was able
to enjoy the whole day and later into late night with he and
his "compadres", and the Moores'. That was a very enjoyable
evening together. Of course, I got to meet Miss Bree, she's a
doll. Looks just like her Dad. Little Miss Bree is very lucky
to have Ian and Carmen as parents. They're great with her.
Dad got in Monday mid morning. He got off work at 6am, went
home, threw some things together and took off to pick me up.
Of course he had to stop at a rest stop and catch up on
some sleep. He does this all the time. He gets very sleepy
while driving. He didn't want to sleep when he got to J.G.'s
apartment so we took off to do some more shoping!
Daddys' plans were to stay with J.G. until Wed., but the
plumbing to our washer had busted a day earlier, so we had
to get home. I loved it. It was a very relaxing weekend.
WE'RE GOING BACK THE 15th OF MARCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sad to say, I have not been able to enjoy my New Year yet.
Two days before the new year, I starting getting a sore throat,
(really bad one too). So, for about 5-6 days, I carried along
with me a rough mans' voice, that made Dad sound
like a pre-schooler!!!! Well, I'll be damned if after I finally
started getting my voice back, here comes this horrible
sinus infection. This infection has stayed with me for 9 days
already. I feel lousy. I never knew what a sinus infection was
until now. I'd rather be shot between the eyes!!!! To top
it off, the antibiotic I'm taking, (which looks like I picked up
from the vets' office) does a bad number on me. It makes
me drain through my throat instead of my nose, and you
take about NAUSEA. Poor Dad hasn't had a cooked meal
since 2007. Cannot stand to go into the kitchen and smell
anything cooking. He's really great though. He doesn't complain.
I'm just getting a little worried, cause he is looking somewhat
more pale, weak and fragile than I am!!!!!!!!
You'd think I would of lost at least a pound or two since I
haven't been able to keep anything down. BUT NO.
Been living on crackers, Gatorade, and lemon water.
So, if you guys don't mind, send a little prayer down this way.
I sure could use one right about now.
Two days before the new year, I starting getting a sore throat,
(really bad one too). So, for about 5-6 days, I carried along
with me a rough mans' voice, that made Dad sound
like a pre-schooler!!!! Well, I'll be damned if after I finally
started getting my voice back, here comes this horrible
sinus infection. This infection has stayed with me for 9 days
already. I feel lousy. I never knew what a sinus infection was
until now. I'd rather be shot between the eyes!!!! To top
it off, the antibiotic I'm taking, (which looks like I picked up
from the vets' office) does a bad number on me. It makes
me drain through my throat instead of my nose, and you
take about NAUSEA. Poor Dad hasn't had a cooked meal
since 2007. Cannot stand to go into the kitchen and smell
anything cooking. He's really great though. He doesn't complain.
I'm just getting a little worried, cause he is looking somewhat
more pale, weak and fragile than I am!!!!!!!!
You'd think I would of lost at least a pound or two since I
haven't been able to keep anything down. BUT NO.
Been living on crackers, Gatorade, and lemon water.
So, if you guys don't mind, send a little prayer down this way.
I sure could use one right about now.
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