Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Booooorrrrrrrrring!!

Is my life so boring that I can't think of one single thing to talk about? The most exciting thing happening to me these days is the fact that the new fall season has started on TV.............I don't like television that much. Well, that isn't really true. I like television, but I feel like such a lump when I watch it. There are things to be done, letters to be written, homework to be done, people to talk to, crafts to be crafted, bills to pay, books to read, housework to be done, clothes to wash.........and I sit watching a rerun of Seinfeld that I have seen 25,000 times, mouth open ready to repeat the script word for word and laugh at the same lines I have laughed at 25,000 times before. I then wake up for work in the morning and find I have no clean underwear because I haven't done the wash for 2 weeks. Yeesh...........I should be exercising, cleaning, volunteering for Katrina relief, babysitting my grandsons, creating a family history, scrapbooking the 35 years of photographs I have, and trying to get ahead at work (don't get me started there, I am in over my head)......I just don't feel like it........Maybe it will pass...........Oh , Oh , Oh, the season premiere of "Lost" is on!! Later.........

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Are You Ready For Some Football?

There was a game on last Thursday. It was the first of the season. Today, however, it begins in earnest. FOOTBALL SEASON!

Believe it or not, there are a lot of women that love football too. Now don't sick all of the women's organizations on me for my next comment, please. I love football because "my boys" love football. The sweetheart of my youth, middle age, and beyond has made me a football fan over the years. (Although I still have not made him a fan of shopping.) Watching my 2 boys and my husband take in football together is a lot of fun. Because these men in my life are so adverse to showing their softer side, I get the positive reinforcement I need that they are indeed close to one another during football season. They are more animated during football than at any other time of the year. My youngest son mostly grunts when I ask him anything, but before a football game he can't shutup. He actually knows a lot of words and can put them together coherently! My oldest son doesn't live close to home now, but last year, he flew home for the Superbowl (we bleed Eagles green, and last year gave us such a high) because watching without benefit of fellow blood Eagles fans just doesn't cut it. He calls during games to talk to his dad and his brother and when a great play happens or a horrific play happens, I can guarantee the ringing of the phone will not be far behind.

One comment here, my daughter-in-law is unbelievable. She delivered my first grandchild on January 1st of 2005. She needed gall bladder surgery in February, but postponed it so he could come home for that Superbowl. Way to go Jessica! She gets it. (And I don't mean football!)

I am not a football widow, I am a football fan. I have to be........it's a family rule. Even my oldest daughter converted her husband to Eagles football. He wasn't much of a sports fan because his dad wasn't, but now he watches too.

I can't spout all of the statistics, or make the picks like everybody else can, but I do understand the game. (It is a game after all, I can understand most games. My youngest son would like to ban me and any other female who thinks they know football from making any comments, however. Raspberry to him! ) I understand who has been good and who has been bad over the past 25 or so years. (Maybe I could make a few picks after all.) We haven't always been so good......but our time is here now. We have the best coach to ever lead an Eagles team. (Although I always like Dick Vermeil)

So break out the Doritos, the buffalo wings, the chips, the dip, the soda, ( sorry, all those beer commercials are lost on us), change the big screen to high-def so we can see the pores on the nose of the cornerback, and let's do some serious armchair quarterbacking.

E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES!!

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Soapbox Time!

I have been in mourning long enough. It is time to get back to blogging. The hard part about this is what I try to do here is have a little fun and try to make a few people smile. With all of the tragedy in LA and MS after Katrina, it is hard to get light hearted about anything. So just let me get up on my soapbox for the next few minutes and get these thoughts off my chest.

I am disappointed...and a little embarrassed.....that the world has to see us infighting so much. This is a time to come together as a nation......not point fingers of blame. The mayor of New Orleans wants to blame the federal government and especially President Bush for not getting to the city on time, for not getting food to the city, for not getting transportation out of the city, for wasting time. My question is: As Mayor of a city that resides below sea level, (I am sure you knew that before the storm!) why did you not offer your citizens who were too poor, too sick, too young, too old to get out on their own, an opportunity to get out? Could you not have asked for transportation? Could you not have asked for your own National Guard to help? (Yes folks, the National Guard is a program that can be activated by the local authorities) Did the storm take you by surprise, or did you know several days in advance that you might get flattened? When you called for evacuation, did you consider all of those who might not have the ability to go? Are they not under your local care?

The democrats are so happy that they have something to criticize Bush with that they are about ready to pee there pants. C'mon guys let get perspective here. Drop the attack and get on board the help train. I wanna see Trent Lott and Ted Kennedy working side by side down there cleaning up! (Well, they might not be in the best health for that, but you get my drift.) Do you realize that it makes the rest of the world nervous when we get out of whack? Please, let us put on the face that shows the land of the free and the home of the brave. That is what we are....... in spite of political battling..........And please don't play the race card for me. I just want to blow a gasket. When members of the congressional black caucus get up and say on TV that they are ashamed of America and ashamed of the government because they believe we do not care what happens to these victims because they are black, I just want to explode. It's one thing to criticize the government, but I say to you, how dare you criticize the people of your own nation......people who are opening there wallets and giving of their time and talents to assist all of the victims. How dare you......I am going to help in spite of your mean natured comments, because it isn't about you....or me.

It doesn't really matter who you want to blame now, its done.....it's tragic....we all need to pray for those who have been devastated by this and dip into our pocketbooks to donate cash. We also need to dip into our hearts and think about what we can do, no matter how little, to help our brothers and sisters out there. What I believe is that the vast majority of our nation is not wasting time pointing fingers, but are trying to do what they can to help, with money, donations, talents, and time. Let's forget about the stupid politics of it all and learn a lesson here. If we are not prepared for these kind of things, how do we get prepared? What can we put into place after this tragedy to prevent it from happening again? (Because believe me, this will not be the last time here or abroad that we have disaster....we are living in the last day my friends. Don't get all freaky on me, I am not looking toward heaven for a chariot of fire yet.) We have ways to respond, how can they be better? What are you doing in your family to be ready for a disaster? Do you have a plan? We need to take responsibility for ourselves as well, and not expect for the government to be there waiting with open arms. They will help, but we are talking human beings here, they are not perfect. At least be ready to keep yourselves sustained for a short while. (72 hour kits, guys)
No matter what you feel about what happened or how the response should have been, the fact remains that we have thousands that need our help now. You can do something...anything, open your doors, send a canned good, give a dollar, better yet give a lot of dollars if you can, just do it, you'll feel better....... and someone else will be better too.