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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Perception


























So I went to vote yesterday, at a vo-tech near my house. I have had this month to just chill, and these last couple of days I'm just catching up to CST. So I had my standard white tank on, and no make up. It's hotter than hades, so my hair does nothing in this weather...and shorts are a must.

Walking in you get the standard question, "Democrat or Republican?"
Which I replied, "Republican please."

I took my ballot and started my tick marks for my desired candidates, here locally, and I overheard some murmurs from the volunteers. The only words I could make out were...younger generation

So you know I can't resist knowing what it is they're saying...

I turn to feed my ballot to the automated machine reader, and ask, "So what is it we're discussing today?" Ofcourse I gave them my biggest smile.

The oldest of the three of them, a man, stopped in his tracks and you could tell he was thinking..."Oh crap!"

The ladies at the table started the explaination:

"Well we saw you walking in from the parking lot...here through this window...and were debating on whether you were Republican or Democrat. We all thought Democrat."

I laughed, and said, "Why because I have no make up on, and a fake tatoo? Would have getting dolled up made me more Republican?"

They laughed, "Make up would have done it..."
Then they back-tracked, "...but you're so cute without it...you don't need it. We just saw this young cute figured thing walking in and thought you were of the younger generation, who are mostly Democrats."

(I think they should have said....not that there's anything wrong with that....because there's not)

I just think it's funny how people perceive one another, and most times I bet you they've pegged every single voter right in their voting decree. But I'm not most people either.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Island Recap


So this last 10 days has been go go go, and I'm surprised that I'm not more worn out! It was a huge blessing to have that hustle and bustle of only fun stuff, not stuff I have to do like...work, housework, laundry, and returning phone calls. If anything I'm extremely relaxed and could keep that pace up for a bit longer if only to be where I was, having that kind of fun.

I think my husband is over-ready and thankful to be home though. I wore him out with my schedule in Oahu, b/c I 'had' to fit everything in our 3 day period before island hopping to Maui for the rest of the trip. My son is the age I was when I first lived there, and I felt this need to show them every of my favorites from that time in my life.

We had to do this...we had to do that...we had to go see this person and have lunch with this friend. I was almost frantic with it, b/c I didn't know when I would have the time or money to come back. I know by the time we reached Maui, he was ready for me to RELAX, which I did in spades. Whenever he'd get grouchy with me, and trust me it was well deserved, my son would say, "Chill out duuuude! We're on Hawaiian time!" That would put him in better spirits every time! And me too...

I had lunch with a friend of mine while I was there, that has built quite a name for herself and I'm very proud of her. To me, she's a sweet girl that always will be Traci, from Hawaii. To those of the island, she's a successful singer and actor. She even had a starring role, as Miss Saigon, on Broadway. I'm very very happy for her and her endeavors, and am proud of her accomplishments.

As we were driving from place to place, my husband kept asking, "Is that Diamond Head?" Every mountain he saw became 'Diamond Head'. He swears he was joking, but part of me wonders... I would just laugh and tell him, "Noooo," for the umpteempth time... and keep driving.


One day, in downtown Honolulu, my husband busted his butt. We were sitting at a red light, next to a gas station. He decided he had to get out of the car, to throw away his empty cup.

Now why the three other empty cups in the car didn't bother him, I'll never know...but that one in his hand just HAD to be thrown away. I begged him to stay in the car...to wait...as our light would turn green any minute and we were in a lot of traffic. BUT nooooo, big bad husband dude just had to run outside in the rain to a trash can over 50 yards away.

On his way back, his foot slipped out from under him and he busted on his back and arm. I saw him get up, as did 10 other cars, and laugh it off like it was no big deal. But by the time he got to the car, and the other cars were waiting for me to go (as the light had been green for a few seconds, but felt like hours to me), he was already wincing. We think he cracked something in or near his ribs, as he couldn't move well for days. I know the cars behind us probably laughed their heads off thinking...'stupid hoale!'

"Now tell me why that was so important, that you had to do that?" I asked.
"I just wanted to have some fun!" He winced in reply.
"You're too old to have that kind of fun," I said, which then my son parroted. From then on my son reminded him he was definitely way toooo old to have fun.


Once in Maui, we swam and relaxed the week away in preparation of the wedding. It was a very relaxing environment, with all our family around. It was a little bit of heaven. The wedding was beautiful. Scott and Mindy are so much in love and to see them take their vows was awe inspiring.

A lot of you have asked which dress I ended up wearing for the wedding, since I never posted my decision from this post. I found similar to the blue one at Kohl's...only they were having a buy one get one free sale. So I got one for the wedding and one for the luau, after the wedding. Here's some pics of both. The blue was wedding, and the pink was luau.




here's a pic I took at their wedding:

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Wednesday Words



So I've been in Hawaii since Friday. We spent Fri-Monday on Oahu with my family and had pot luck dinner Hawaiian style the first night. 30 plus family and friends came and it was so sweet. My aunti Aimie made special food for my husband, since he has severe food allergies.

My son got to see all my favorite places that I would frequent when I was his age. It was sooo cool to see this whole new world through his eyes.

Since Monday, we've been chillin' in a multi-millionaire's home, that my brother-in-law booked for the week. We all are chipping in to stay here, and it's still less per night than most hotels. So it's like we have our own private resort, with a luxury that we could never afford.

Scott and Mindy get married tomorrow, which is the main reason we made this trip. I can't wait to see them take their vows on the beach in front of a small select group. I'm so happy for the two of them and can't wait to see them stand up tomorrow. My son will be the ring bearer too.

By the way, my son walked in on me today as I was changing into my swim suit. We've not run around naked in front of him since he was a baby, so he's not seen me that way. His eyes got big and he said, "Mommy, your puffers are biiig!" He looked down at his own chest/nipples and went on to say, "Mine aren't big yet."

I tried not to laugh...but had to tell him that his would be like daddy's....not mommy's. By the way....who calls them puffers? Anyone???

This pic above is of Mindy, her mom, and her best friend in our pool for the week. ;) Love this pool!!!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

vid message from me...

sigh


So tomorrow is take off time! You can read about how I'm feeling here.
But in the mean time I still have to:

**Return my son's shorts I bought for the wedding, that don't fit.
**Take my dog to the vet.
**Pick up my husband's epi pens.
**Pick up the dry cleaning.
**Take some clothes back to a friend, that she loaned me.
**Make sure all is packed for my son's travel bag.
**Go to Victoria's Secret to use my gift certificate...I need underwear.
**Go to Best Buy to use my gift certificate...I need to buy a hand held little camera.
**Go get some last minute essentials like : Wipes, snacks, jumble word book, and -----anything else that I've forgotten.
**Take my son's hermit crabs to my mom to care for while we're gone.
OH! And go deposit some money in the bank!


And that's all today! Yikes!!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Travel time for little T

YAYYYYY Friday's almost here. Our trip to Hawaii to not only see my family, Oahu, but island hop to Maui for a family wedding.

I think I'm behind the curve ball already though with so much still to do in preparation for our flight! Ahhhhh!

I have to organize a good enough travel bag to entertain a five year old for the long flight. Here's what Im going to include for my son, little T:
*Leapster
*Coloring Books/Crayons
*IPOD
*UNO Cards
*Blank paper/Pens
*Mini DVD player/kid movies
*Gum, snacks, water/juice

Do you think these things are enough for such a long trip? We've only flown to California with my son, and I'm not sure what to expect. Other than a hyper little kid who can't sit still for too long in normal circumstances!

All I know is that when he was 2, flying to Cali was enough to swear me off air travel with a kid for a very very long time!

I can't link to my blog from that trip, as it's my myspace account and it's set to private. So I'll just paste what I blogged about back in 2006. For your reading pleasure:

"Well, we just took our second flight of the week. We landed in San Francisco on Friday & are now in Orange County.

My son, God love 'em, has done really well, and almost goes the whole flight without a temper tantrum or any episodes of interests....until the last 30 minutes as we start to come into our current destination.

Then the battle of the boy begins and everyone around will hear, "Get me OFF THIS PLANE!" I know it's the air pressure and it effects his ears. I try to get him to suck from his sippy cup, but today -- it wasn't happenin'.

Man, do I sympathize with him...I want off it too. Flying isn't my favorite thing, especially with the turbulence. At least most everyone gave him reassurance when we'd get off. They kept telling him, "How you doing buddy?", when we were walking down the aisle to leave. I was surprised at how cordial most air travelers have been......Glad that leg of the trip is OVER!"

This doesn't sound so bad as I go back and read it, but at the time it was very stressful. So now I know most of you have had lots of air travel experience with kiddos! Give me some insight on what works for you! I need some help here guys! Do good moms really use benedryl? IS that even bad to ask??

Friday, July 11, 2008

photo opp or oops

Ok, I had to send some shots to my publisher for press releases and book covers.
I'm letting you be the judge of which one you'd pick. Actually it would help me if you would, so I would know which would work best...or if none of them work at all!












































Thanks all! Let me know which you think would work best. I'd appreciate your help.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Anxiety

You ever hear Pat Benatar's song in the 80's? Anxiety...it's got me on the run!

That's how I've felt a little this last week. Although I left my 'leaves nothing to be desired' sales job last month to start my photography business, I also need something supplemental to keep me going until my dream supports our financial reality.

So...I'm working in the health care industry with the senior market to help those 65 and older understand medicare and their options. Medicare contracts this company I work for to contact these people to help explain their benefit options and opportunities. The problem is I'm seeing mostly people in undesired parts of town. I literally drove off from some appointments last week, not wanting to walk into these houses. Although the homes I've been in have been okay, you can never be too careful...and I need to listen to my gut when something is wrong. So if I feel the need to drive off, then there's something to that.

Last week I drove to an appointment, and drove by a low income housing complex. There was a bare chested skinny dude in a trash dumpster outside his apartment, staring at who knows what. And some fat lady smoking a cig was on her porch, in a house dress, sat there watching him. Not that this is a dangerous scenario, because it's not...but who does that???

I can control some of this by only dialing those in better neighborhoods, but the anxiety of it all is getting to me. It's creating a desire in me to walk away from this opportunity and I can't afford that luxury. Not only did I pass my state insurance exam, which wasn't cheap, but I've invested time with the company...I'm not a quitter!

I can't imagine another opportunity that would allow me to take care of my son on my own schedule...

So pray that I figure out my options. The next couple days will be spent with another representative on his calls as a ride a long for training purposes. He's a former Marine, with a gun...so I feel safe with him.

BUT when it's time to go solo I better have my feelings sorted out about this.

If only my photography business would just pick up substantially so I wouldn't have to deal with any of the other 'stuff'. I am getting ready to run some ads so maybe it will.

POST NOTE-To respond to some of the comments left already:

I've been praying. I know God me in His hands, that I'm sure of. I just don't know what path He wants me on. If it's this job, than the anxiety will fade. If it's not, then the anxiety kicks in with....what path then? Which of course, I know He'll reveal in His own time...I just wish I had a look at His watch from time to time.