OWIE OWIE OWIE

today was a special day.

emma was going to be baptized

and i was dressed, 

ready to go...

just as soon as

i picked up my couch

 from grandma garffs.

the workers that were going to assist us

were on a remodel.

rick,

suggested i step inside

to observe the progress.

he introduced me to the workers

as i made way...

"OWIE ! OWIE ! OWIE !"

i am not sure what happened,

but something did.

the blood was pooling quickly.

i became frightened.

HURRY ! 

HURRY ! 

HURRY !

the look on rick's face

told me

this was no small deal.

no baptism for me today.

no couch for me today.

just the emergency room.

16 excruciating pokes.

"OWIE ! OWIE ! OWIE !"

11 stitches.

1 big baby.

ME !

rick said,

i cleared out the waiting room.

the physician's assistant confirmed,

"a few asked me,

 'is everything was okay back there?'"

they heard me ????

OWIE !"

did i really use the word 

OWIE !"

summer break

appears to have it's own agenda.

JACKRABBIT POOL

the JACKRABBIT POOL

was a constant.

chelle reserved the row of lounge chairs

at first dawn.

rest and relaxation

fun in the sun

catch up and laughs with the fam

pictutres and photos of everything

manicures, pedicures and easter toes

water to drink, water for play

poolside service...

i was fit to be queen

or at least

princess quite a lot.

with rick

enjoying the golf perks.

i had no one to discourage me

from

T. T. B. F. S.

(trying to be funny syndrome)

and i had my best audience...

my nephews. 

the JACKRABBIT POOL...

therapy for the soul

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I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD

i became acutely aware

that in grandma's passing

the home on devonshire

would soon be a memory in my mind.

i felt desperation to quickly

capture a few

signature items

on sunday

march 9, 2014

i paid a visit

to 2975 devonshire circle.

for one more moment

i was

ON TOP OF THE WORLD

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CHRISTMAS PARTY AT ELA

the theme

ELA'S GOT TALENT

i typically always plan on attending

i put together a 

white elephant

the day arrives

a grab a quick bite

and then as the 

white elephant exchange draws nigh

i bail

like noah

i have a bit of stage fright

the pressure

of how my

white elephant

will be received is more than

i can bear

and the topper

is how my reaction to 

another's

white elephant will be

okay, i get it

i am the party

WIMP

i responded to mr. g.

but mrs. price

got the best of me

and roped me into a performance

with other women 

the jr. high

rehearsals took place

in the theare room

at the noontime hour

with the candlestick

(TTBF)

actually, i was

"CLUE"less

our number

abba's

mamma mia

in scuba gear

i was already theatrically

challenged...and

now

put me in flippers

my nerves were warranted

as i had my

own personal

wardrobe malfunction

as i pulled down one

too many layers while changing

i have to admit

i had a grand time

and so,

i will be back next year

i made a little

thank you note

to present with

mr. g.'s gift

T’was the week before 

a long Christmas Break

every teacher was teaching

for goodness sake

All the students gone cra-cra

in every way-way

so Mr. Gla-Gla

thought an afternoon of play-play

would be okay-k

at ELA-A

So the staff were gathered

to the library with care

in hopes that ELA talent

soon would be there

Water and cokes 

on the table display

while delicious warm food

was on it’s way

When what should appear

to all of our eyes

a panel of judges 

to decide on first prize

One being Santa 

in his red and his white (ment)

not a soul could control

all of this excitement

Performers with talents 

one by one

shared in their gift

some serious, some fun

The judges perplexed 

oh mia mya

(or...wait a minute was it...

momma mia?”)

HO! HO! HO!

Vocals and instruments

Snowflakes and Kittens

and a trick from Santa

the guy with the mittens

Then there was one

no words no clatter

no one moved...

nothing the matter

For dear, Cyndie Lou 

so sweetly she sang

who knew? not I

but the melody rang  

The time had now come 

to decide on the prize

clearly “THE VOICE” that

brought tears to our eyes

We sprang from our seats

with a roaring applause

as Cyndie Lou 

got the jewel board from...

ol’ Santa  Claus

Then to us all

it came in to focus

the Givers of gifts

one real, one Hocus Pocus

The one in the red
and fur of white,

the other that made us

all Merry and Bright

That would be you

Mr. Glathar

Thank you for a wonderful 2013

and an afternoon of FUN!!!

You really are amazing

BLACK FRIDAY

it was an oh so delectable

THANKSGIVING 

DINNER.

the discomfort of all

the magnificently rich and homecooked

comfort food,

began to be unbearable

step one: undo the pants

or at least change into the expandables

step two: rolaids

step three: lie down

step four: hang the 

"DO NOT DISTURB" sign

naturally, noah did not overeat

and so he was not uncomfortable

and he still has some good ol' energizer bunny in him.

grandma and grandpa

decided to stay a bit longer

and agreed to deliver him to our home.

i was just bordering on comfortable

when noah

burst through the door

"come on...get dressed...it is 

BLACK FRIDAY."

my thoughts:

"what happened to 'DO NOT DISTURB ?'"

what came out of my mouth is

"it is not  BLACK FRIDAY.

it is still thursday

it is still THANKSGIVING

and besides it is dangerous...!"

his argument:

"one day a year EVERYTHING

goes on sale...

things that are $1,000.00 

are $49.00 on this day only."

"noah

it is thursday,

so it can't be  BLACK FRIDAY"

so we watched a movie.

 BLACK FRIDAY

i washed.

i folded.

i paid bills.

i scanned items.

i dressed head to toe
in BLACK 

and called it

 BLACK FRIDAY.

noah thought that was the dumbest thing ever :)

REASON #2-RECONNECTING

i do not know how long it has been

since

i have been in a golf cart

enjoying side by side

one on one

he said, she said time

with my hubby...

too long

the Reason st. george

was the destination,

Rick had a four man golf tournament

at the bloomington golf course.

the weather, divine

the course, pristine

here was the prime opportunity

to not only RECONNECT,

but also,

another R word i forgot...

to  Reminisce.

his team was more than happy

to have us along for the practice round...

9 amazing holes to

Remember

the peacefulness of the golf game

the serene and splendid beauty of the course

the integrity of the gentlemen's game

and the quest

of searching out a lost ball.

noah

drove the cart

and did a fantabulous job.

DEAR ELDER...P.S.S.S.

truthfully,

i have written a great many letters in my life,

and rarely did i send one

without at least one

P.S.

i also found great joy

in sending a care package

when an event called for

the good deed

and most people know

i have devoted a great deal of time

trying to be funny

so here is the rest of the story

as paul harvey would say

(just google him then)

or the P.S.S.S.

of the letter and previous blog

"the “U”  wreathe was in a whole other " oRbIT"

Perfect for your dad's door...A word to the wise from the gal without wisdom teeth...”U” heard me...never had to have my wisdom teeth pulled.

probably the smallest care package i ever sent

“Remember Elder... to use your MAGNETIC personality as“U” meet and greet investigators and strangers. Continue to WRITE and let me know what is hapPENning...and may the words from your LIPS be SOFT and gentle even when others reject your message.”Y”? because I think “U” are sooo sick (the good kind of sick)

 Love to “U”

Your CRAZY Aunt...

AUNT MICHELLE OBAMA ????

NOT even Stephen !

You are not related to the First Lady

The Michelle , you are related too is baking 450 cookies...

“It is me....Aunt Camera... I mean AUNT REBECCA

It is so hard to think with a CLUB through my head.”

SHE'S BACK !

   SHE’S BACK !

   introduction:

i am thinking of the movie

“poltergeist.”

 the charming little girl

in front of a television

blaring with static

and then the infamous words

“THEY’RE BACK”

referring to the unsettled spirits

that have their mission

of taunting, making a mess of the home.

and frightening the 

bejeepers out of the members 

of that

household.

first act:

i stayed with my mother and father

at the huntsman cancer 

hospital and institute.

though circumstances were challenging,

spirits were full of hope and cheer.

there was laughter.

there was service in every aspect

of a multitude people.

there were smiles,

visitors and magnificent flowers.

there was great news from the Doctors

and great progress from the patient.

second act:

so,

it was time for me to return home 

with heavy eyelids

but a cheerful heart.

i pulled into the garage

maybe a tad too far

how it happened, i can’t explain...

i smashed the drawer into

smitherines.

needless to say,

i did not get the warm reception 

i had hoped for.

discouraged i went to my bedroom 

only to discover

da vinci found 

noah’s stuffed animals

i could not face another upset

so i crawled into my bed.

slumber found me

but it was short lived,

“are you watching your son?”

questioned rick

i had heard the bath water running

but i couldn’t hear soap suds.

bubbles, 

bubbles 

and even more  

bubbles...

 growing and overflowing

and all of the sudden

noah emerged

goggles and all !

intermission:

i appreciated the moment for what it was...

a moment of humor and then

 i threw down the towels.

third act:

da vinci was outside.

i have a tendency to bribe him with bread.

i was walking ahead trying

to coax him in the desired direction

and dog gone that dog gone dog !

he took it..

no, bit it, right out of my hand !

finger and all.

fourth and final act:

clearly, i’m back

to the haunting of daily challenges.

i’ll pout for a bit.

then, i’ll count my blessings.

i’ll put on a smile...

and listen

for

SHE’S BACK !

only this time

 as the ghost buster...

the destruction slayer...

the bubble blower...

the princess of her palace...

it’s good to be home !