The story of a young lady raised in the San Francisco Bay Area who moved to Houston, got married, had 2 boys and moved to a small Southeast Texas town. Read all about it.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Never hit "Reply All"

Recently I got an e-mail from the Alumnae Association at the high school I graduated from. It was for Career Day which I was not planning on attending or participating in due to the fact that I live 2000 miles from the school. But that was just the beginning. In the past 2 days I have gotten something like 40 e-mails all because 1 person hit the "Reply All" button. Most of the ladies have thought the situation funny and a great way of reconnecting. There are those who are wholly annoyed by the entire thing. As for me. I just sit back, read the e-mails, and laugh to myself. And keep far away from the "Replay All" button.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Cold, Day 30

I am now approaching the end of my month with this darned cold. Now I'm stuck with this lovely lingering cough. A nice dry hacking cough. That gets worse when I breathe deep. So I'm probably dealing with oxygen deprivation along with the freaking cough. I did go to the doctor today. He said that I have a cold. No really? That's why I'm coughing my lungs out. So he gave me cough pills (non-drowsy!) and anti-biotics. Maybe by this time next week I'll be better. If not, I will sure have fun on the run up to Thanksgiving.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Go Vote

My family is political. Not as in extremely vocal about our political beliefs, but political as in my dad works in politics. He has told me about the times he took me to polls as he checked on the locations to make sure all was running smoothly. And I've been to many election day lunches where the adults didn't mind hearing the opinions of a 12 year old. And then there were the political parties where I met different candidates. Those were fun because the candidate would come up and introduce themselves and I would say "OK". But that was California politics.
Down here in Texas things are so much different. It's a red state, where Republicans will win the presidential race. So I haven't seen a great many Obama or McCain ads. Also I live in a county where there are around 45,000 registered voters. So I'm not a "need to get" voter. But I vote.
I vote because I am over 18 years old. I vote because I am a United States Citizen. I vote because I am a mother. But most importantly, I vote because if I don't vote I have no right to complain.
So go vote. That way when things go wrong, you can complain.

Monday, November 03, 2008

My Love of Pomegranates

I must say how much I love Fall. I love Halloween & Thanksgiving. When I lived in Rhode Island, I got to enjoy my first honest to goodness leaf changing Fall, followed closely by first real winter, complete with 100 inches of snow. But my favorite part of fall is the fruit. I know it's fall when I see the pomegranates and fresh cranberries in the produce section. I remember my grandmother giving me my first taste of pomegranate seeds. It was the most amazing feeling of squirt and crunch with a wonderful tart sweet taste. Messy yes, but well worth it. It was always a special treat because they were hard to find. Now pomegranates are everywhere. I've seen everything from pomegranate juice and tea to ice cream to soap to candles to lip balm. And I do admit that I have probably tried every single product with pomegranate in it (I have pomegranate perfume), not a year has gone by that I have not bought fresh pomegranates. And in this house I can't buy 1 and be done with it. Every week I need to buy at least 4. We all eat them, including the picky 5 year old Bear. My 2 year old Bug calls them "candy fruit". Just a small family addiction.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Sad Day

Well, the puppy belonged to our neighbor two houses down. They didn't realize the puppy wasn't there until this morning when they came back. And now they have left again, with the puppy presumably in the house they aren't staying at. I don't understand their reasoning, but I know that my boys took it fairly well. My Bear understood that the puppy belonged to another little boy and actually was the one to hand the puppy over. Everyday he grows up a little bit more. The Bug was crying for a bit, but his little 2 year old mind has gotten past it. I am in awe over how they react to life's lessons.
My husband says that maybe we'll get another puppy. He only said this to me, well out of range of the boys. I don't know if we will anytime soon. I think it will be a while.