Friday, December 21, 2007

Intelligent...Not Fat

We all get heavier as we get older because there's alot more information in our heads. So, I'm not fat, I'm just really intelligent and my head couldn't hold anymore so it started filling up the rest of me! ~~~That's my story and I'm sticking to it!~~

Still "Hot"......

Last Minute...

If it were not for the last minute, nothing would get done.


Friday, December 14, 2007

How Do I Feel About Being "OLD"....

The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.
Old Age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the firs t time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt and boobs. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long.
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own best friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am
entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60&70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it)

Monday, November 26, 2007


Host:Megan M.
Location:East Bay Grille
When: Saturday, November 24, 7:00PM
My mom is turning 50! I can't believe it! Help Michael, Melissa and myself celebrate! SHHHHHHHH!!! It's a surprise! Be @ Eastbay Grille by 7:00. We'll have appetizers and cake, dance and celebrate!

Megan M.(The Organizer)
I hope that everyone can make it...I know my mom will be so happy--but let's keep it a secret...because she would never approve!
Bob & Becka
Melissa, Olivia & Jillian
Gina F.
Scott & Tina
Scott and I will be coming...we may duck out early because Scott is working the entire BLACK Friday (Saturday...WEEKEND) Gotta love Retail!
Jess W. & Mike
Mike and I will be there!
Cindi & Ira
Ira and I would love to join you and celebrate! Can't wait. Cindi
Thank you for thinking of me Meg! Looking forward to celebrating her fabulousness. See you soon. Marci
megan my mother and father r coming but they r bringing my nephew.
kerri & Fred
Jen J.
Dolly & Macalla
Barbie, Tim, Karlie & Jess
Meg, we will be there! Early to help too.....looking forward to it, she deserves it! Always doing things for other people, now it is her turn :)
Heather & Jeff
Amy & Derek(+ 1 guest)
Can't wait!
Alicia-YAY!! Of course!!
Jeff W.
of course!!!!!! thank you!!!
Dawn-We are sorry we can not attend because my oldest son's b-day party is that same night. Hope everyone has fun! We will see Melinda at my mom's this sunday anyways but will be sure not to slip! Have Fun! Dawn (Mikes sister)
As we know, I miss out on all the Sat night good stuff :( I'll be at work thinking of you guys! Have a great time!!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving???

Happy Thanksgiving?? Well, actually not too bad of a day considering. Family. As the saying goes, "You can pick your friends and your nose, but you can't pick your family" Why is it that most of us have families that always have issues with one another all the time? I remember when I was a kid I couldnt wait to have Thanksgiving dinner. It didnt seem as complicated as it does today. You would think the older we got the better we would all get along and care about each other. Maybe it's just my mis-matched, broken extended family, but I really think it's the norm these days. Too many opinions and not enough love of family. I hope in my next 50 years on this earth I can see it all change for the better......

In the begining....

November of 1957 I came into this world not knowing anything. Now 50 years later I have learned alot of things, some useful, some, not so much! One thing I do know is that the years have gone by so fast that I can't seem to catch up with them. I don't feel fifty years old, not one part of me feels those years, but when I see my children who are now in their early 30's and late to middle 20's I wonder where the years went. I wouldn't trade a day of my life for anything because each day has made me who I am today. Hmmm... Who am I? That's a question I sometimes don't have an answer to.