Friday!!!

Hello World,

Well in approx. six hours I will be free. Two whole days off. Of course they are not true days off. We will be scrubbing down the house, attending Mass, teaching Catholic doctrine to young minds, and running a plethora of errands.

But I will not be at "work". The JOB! So ... TGIF!!

On another note, our system is down. So, as I sit here completely useless, I am updating my blog. This should make my many reader happy. (all three of you)

This has been a GREAT week!! Kurt got a job, I bought new socks, two new blouses, and a pair of silk slacks, ALL ON SALE!! I could have done better at work, but I am feeling pretty adequate at the moment.

Rudy, the crippled rottweiler, is in manage mode. He was refusing to eat earlier this week. OK, OK, I know it was my fault. He would ONLY eat if I hand fed him. So Kurt decided this was not in Rudy's best interest. He would not allow me to feed him any longer by hand. So, poor Rudy had to go hungry for two days before he would go back to eating out of his dish. He even was licking the dirt for little morsels of food. It was VERY pitiful.

He now is eating out of his dish, I do have to hold the dish... But baby steps!!!!

The Impact of Friends

I recieved this as an e-mail. It made me realize how very blessed I am to have friends and family that love me.

So to all my friends, my family, and those who I have not yet met... Thank you.

Enjoy...



One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my classwas walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he wascarrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on aFriday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with myfriends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran athim,knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feetfrom him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.

So, I jogged over to him and as he crawledaround looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They reallyshould get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on hisface. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pickup his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seenhim before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have neverhung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.

He turnedout to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes.

We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more Iliked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of booksagain. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some seriousmuscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed mehalf the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we wereseniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown,and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that themiles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a footballscholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time aboutbeing a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad itwasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guysthat really found himself during high school. Hefilled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than Ihad and all the girls loved him.

Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so, I smacked him onthe back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with oneof those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it throughthose tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe acoach...but mostly your friends...I am here to tell all of you that being a friendtosomeone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you astory."I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of thefirst day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talkedof how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do itlater and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me alittle smile.

"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy toldus all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me andsmiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate thepower of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person'slife. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives toimpact one another in some way. Look for God in others. "Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have troubleremembering how to fly."

There is no beginning or end..

Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is mystery.
Today is a gift.

PRAISE JESUS!!!!

No I am not a right wing religous zealot!! I am just completely, ecstatic, joyously happy.

Kurt has rejoined the full time work force. WHOO HOO!! So what you say? Well, let me tell you! It means I am not so friggin stressed out. It means my nervous break down can be delayed a few more years. It means I am not the SOLE supporter of my household. It means we can eat out and not be feeling guilt that, that money should be spent on some damn bill that is over due. It means American Express will BE PAID!!

It is joyous happy news. I am VERY proud of Kurt.

I was a bit nervous. You see he went to interview # 2 quite ill. Really sick. Nasty sick. Icky white gross things on his throat sick.

But, bully for Kurt he pulled it off!!

GOD I DO LOVE THAT MAN!!!

I am updating!!

It has just been brought to my attention I have not updated my blog. Now understand, I believe there are only two people in the whole universe who actually read my blog. I am not interesting, I have no witty insight into the human physche, I do not even have a derisive comment about the monkey boy who is currently serving as our "president".

No I am usually just venting about my life, or lack thereof. So... I have updated. Yes I AM BORING!!

But hey, well, just hey.