We 3 in SD

The Tower

2011-12-06T09:40:00.001-08:00

http://chrisguillebeau.com/3x5/the-tower/?awt_l=B7vYF&awt_m=JFEzo9COvsnt7W

Mysterious paper sculptures - Central Station Blog post

2011-11-30T13:36:00.000-08:00

Mysterious paper sculptures - Central Station Blog post

Give me my Drivers License

2011-02-19T23:21:00.000-08:00

From the moment I understood I had the option to drive a car, I would've given my soul to do it. In fact the day I had the opportunity to take drivers ed at EPHS..I took TOTAL advantage. God Love Coach Black. I can't even imagine why he would've taken this role on. (It had to be a couple of extra dollars in the pay check ..certainly not life insurance..but yet the belief he could teach us how to do the impossible.) The good news is, he had a brake on his side of the car. The bad news is..I had the gas and the steering wheel. The really good news is Coach Black had the patience of a Saint.

So let's talk a moment about a "Saint". They are the ones that are given special presence in the Catholic church. (BTW Coach is not Catholic, and probably doesn't meet the criteria..but who cares.) That's not our Coach. Our Coach was the man who loved those of us who were toughing it out. The ones learning to drive with a clutch on a hill. The one's who were dealing with boyfriends and break ups. The kids who had parents die. The one's who had parents who drank too much. The guys who gave football their all. The un-noticed who were noticed by him. How much more could you ask of an Estes Park Saint.

It's now been 35 years since I first got into a car with Coach Black. I treasured every minute. In fact it was one of the few times in my life that I knew what I had at that moment was special. He loved me like he loved all of his students. We all knew we were the "special one".

I set out to write this post trying to understand why my Luke doesn't die to drive. I guess I don't understand..we are in a whole different world.

I just wish he had Coach Black..

More ideas

2010-11-09T23:16:00.000-08:00

~ King George

~ Money

~Uncle Bodie

~ Phil

~ Robert Conrad/ the Holiday Inn

~ School, education, Catholic school

~ JR

~ Abortion

~ smoking

~ The "Jeanne's" in your life

~ Being alone

~ Too much stuff

~ The future

In the window well

2010-11-09T22:53:00.000-08:00

Being my first real memory, I don't remember much. Here's what I do remember. It was twilight, but getting dark fast, and I was in a brutal game of hide and seek. I wanted to play, but was one of the younger kids who wanted to impress..who wanted not to be found..who wanted to be invited to the next game.

On the side of our house in Denver was a window well that led to our basement. It was semi covered with bushes. I don't remember the countdown...the 5-4-3-2-1 ..ready or not here I come! I do remember running fast, out of the group and wondering where to go. There were probably a million places to hide, but I couldn't think of one. Instead I thought of the place I'd least wanted to be, and went there.

I crawled into that window well with it's cobwebs and spiders. I ducked down so no one could see me. I was afraid, but I didn't want to be caught. I think even then it wasn't about winning the game, it was about staying in the game and being accepted as one of the "big kids".

I don't remember, but I think I was eventually "caught". I didn't run for the "base" that made you free. What I do know is I wasn't the first one found...and I was good with that.

Idea's to write about

2010-11-09T22:21:00.000-08:00

I just read a book that most people would never have on their radar. It ws published 14 years ago by author Elizabeth Berg. But it hit my core. It's called "The Pull of the Moon"..about a woman who is 50 and runs away from home. (Gee I wonder why that resonates?) Yet I don't want to run from Luke and Hannah. But I do want to see what else is out there...and I want them there for the journey.

It also brought up all kinds of thoughts of what I'd like my kids to know..maybe not now, but in the future. I wish I'd known my mom better, her triumphs and defeats. What was was she thinking when she...

I also want them to remember their story..the moments they don't always remember, but are etched into my little rock of life. I'm thinking I want to call it my "Small Life". I call it that because I've always been "smaller than average" and while I thought for awhile I'd live a big life. I've lived a small one instead. And that's OK.

So here are a few initial thoughts about what I should write, perhaps in letters to my kids:

~ Being adopted

~ Luke/ unplanned, but never an accident

~ My first memory in the window well with spiders and cobwebs

~ The beginning of Hannah

~ Shaunie

~ The road trip that changed my life

~ Me and my MG

~ Coach Black

~ My best friend Kathy

~ Why did I marry Pat

~ Houses and homes

~ Boys and Men

~ Work, Journalism and dreams

~ Dads

~ Moms

~ Friendship

~ Loss

~ Books

~ Horseback riding/family

~ Pictures/photography

~ Moments

~ Fear

~ Being not so perfect

~ Who is your family?

~ Mistakes

~ God

Drivers Ed

2010-10-25T21:41:00.000-07:00

My whole life has turned into a drivers ed nightmare video. People pulling out in front of a car. A cat dashing across the street. A pedestrain crossing against the light. A bicyclist half way into the road. Mercedes and Audi's all parked along the side of the street.

This is the scary life of driving with a newly permitted teenage driver. I am the definition of a"white knuckle" passenger. I know my sweet Luke is doing the best he can...driving on freeways (from Del Mar to San Clemente he was awesome. ) But in small, confined areas...OWWW!

How did you teach a teenager to drive?

On the Road

2010-02-15T21:35:00.000-08:00

We've just arrived home from a long weekend, and an even longer drive. Our car between Phoenix and San Diego was occupied with part laptop, part i-pod, part satellite radio, part woozy dog. We hit the road early, and made good time despite the three border patrol check points we were slowed down for, but then simply waved though. (I honestly hope we "catch enough culprits" to make this worth everyone's time and money...it was bad enough in the old days when we only made one stop between Arizona and California and they thought we were simply smuggling in illegal citrus!)

Here's our trip:

Luke is watching "Angela's Ashes" on the laptop, Hannah's watching "The Office" on my i-pod (I don't know how it got there) and I'm listening to "NPR Now" via satellite radio. It's just surreal. Yet, despite all of the mobile media, we still manage to have arguements in the car, the obligatory stop at McDonalds, the "how far away are we?" question every 20 minutes, then finally, a grumpy landing in San Diego. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

The best part is the woozy dog made it all the way to Phoenix and all the way back to San Diego...without any issues...until..a block away from our house...I guess it was all to much. He just had to puke. And he did. God bless you Scooby, sometimes you just have to let it all go..after a long, hard road trip.

Like Skype

2010-02-08T00:26:00.000-08:00

A month or so ago, my 13 year old daughter asked if she could sign up for Skype, www.skype.com . Ummm, NO!... was my immediate reaction. Really! Do we need to share our dysfunctional family with the world on yet another level? I don’t think so. Already my kid’s friends hear me grumbling or shouting over the phone the rare times they’re actually talking on it. They can complain on Facebook. They can text under the table while pretending to pay attention to me. Do they really need to share it in living color?

Plus, I know how I look while I’m not in public, and honestly do I want to be seen “like that”?

Yes, I understand this is not about me. It’s all about the one you’re talking to. However there is life going on in the background. Dishes, dinner, laundry, rooms to pick up. Shouting at the big brother to get homework done. Kicking the dog. It’s one thing to hear it, another to see it. Can’t we have a bit of privacy in our mayhem?

But, like many options in our new media world, I thought about it and we discussed it. Why did she want it? “Cause it’s fun.” What’s fun about it? “We can SEE each other! “ And you know what? It is fun. It’s fun to practice your dance/cheer moves together. It’s fun to show your room to your friend who is a state away. More importantly, there’s something about seeing the person you’re talking to that can change your perception of a situation.

I know with every good thing, there can be bad as well. I’ve heard and read all about “sexting” and I’m sure there is “skexting” as well. Being the mom of a 15 and 13 year old it’s a bit overwhelming to have one more thing to monitor.

But, it is fun. It is yet another way to connect. And like every new part of our virtual world, it’s part of our kid’s lives. It’s our job to figure out how we make sure it’s a good part.

My first Post for TextandTweet.com (Cater's new Website)

2010-02-05T21:07:00.000-08:00

I am friends with friends of my kids. Not in real life. In real life, I’m the mother of my kids, and a parent who adores and sometimes loves their friends. Again, I’m not their friend. Unless it’s on Facebook (FB).

Let me begin by saying I have never tried to “friend” any of my kid’s friends on FB. . They have all “friended” me. Honestly, I don’t know why they do it, but I’m always glad when they do. I figure it’s one more parent watching out for their life in our virtual world.

Here’s how it started. Last year, my kids, then ages 12 and 14, wanted to join FB and My Space. I wanted nothing to do with either realm, but reluctantly agreed with the promise that they had to put me on their “list” of friends/contacts. Neither of them protested. In that time, My Space has become a non entity for them, but FB is almost a daily ritual. Their friends are on it. Their friends of friends are on it. There are people we don’t even know who have been “friended” on it. But here’s the deal. I see everything. And, I’m never afraid to say..”Who is so and so?” Luckily, we’ve had no issues with who they’re inviting/accepting so far, but I always ask, if it’s someone I don’t know.

As important as it is to know what my kids are doing in this FB world, it’s also important to pay attention to the kids who have “friended” me. I am very reluctant to comment on their posts. I never want them to feel intimidated by me. But, when I see one of them struggling, I’ll post something encouraging , explaining it’s from a mom’s point of view. Amazingly, they are mostly thankful. Either it stops the drama, or if not, it let’s them know there is an adult out there who cares.

I’ve seen this from the other side as well. My kids are “friends” with a number of my “friends”. They are always giving them positive feedback..loving them via the internet. Again, that’s something my kids would never experience in “real life” because my friends would never know about their day to day struggles.

I know there are parents who believe they are invading their children’s privacy by forcing this issue. I don’t. Yes, there are kids savvy enough to have a “hidden FB identity”. But, I don’t think that’s the norm. What I do think is Facebook and other versions of social media is another way for us parents to show we care for our kids, and their “friends”.

Picture of the day, tree down in front of Petco Park, Storm in San Diego.

2009-12-07T23:18:00.000-08:00

Our picture of the day....finally a storm in San Diego. We had gone longer than Phoenix without rain this year. It finally rained a week or so ago. Today was the storm. 1.25 inches of rain and winds up to 55 mph on the coast.

I've raised children who don't really understand cold. Luke first arrived to the car this morning in his flannel shirt but no jacket. Hannah was somewhat more prepared with a sweatshirt but also no jacket.

Here's my question. How was I brought up in Colorado walking up hill 5 miles both ways to school in a blizzard, and still my children don't understand cold.
Something is definately wrong.

No, I'm not dating

2008-11-21T23:45:00.000-08:00

but this is probably good advice from the kid's perspective. I need to remember it, should the day come.

Here’s an interesting perspective to consider: Kids share what they wish their single parents’ partners knew…

By Nina Malkin

If you’re interested in dating someone who’s DWC (that’s divorced with children), you ought to consider how the kids will feel about your entry into their parents’ life—and theirs. So we went to the source, real kids* (courtesy of Mark Hughes, a life coach for parents and teens in San Diego County who also offers seminars at the Retreat Center for Families in Portland, OR). Read on—and behave accordingly…

1. “Don’t be a goober!” So says Mark, 12, who defines gooberosity as acting goofy, laughing too much in a fake way, and basically showing off. “If you’re trying so hard
“Kids know when you’re being someone you’re not.”
to be liked, you’ll come across as an idiot,” says Moira, 17. “Kids know when you’re being someone you’re not. Relax and be yourself.” Interestingly, Moira says she finds it more important to respect rather than like the person her parent is dating.

2. “Don’t kiss and do stuff in front of me.” This direct quote from Cameron, 15, is resoundingly echoed by all the kids who wrote these rules. Parent-and-date PDA beyond a quick peck is inappropriate and kind of gross, they say. “When they do more than that it’s weird for me,” says Alex, 10. “They can do it on their own time—I don’t want to see it on my couch,” says Beth, 18. Treat your date more like a friend around the kids.

3. “Give me my space.” These words, from 15-year-old Steve, are echoed by many children of divorce. “The kids are still trying to get through a challenging time and they don’t need pressure from the new guy or woman,” Steve explains. “Make an effort, but leave it to the kid to determine how deep the relationship [between child and parent’s new beau] goes.” As Steve sagely points out, children may be wary of liking you too much, since if you and their parent break up, you vanish from their lives. “Develop the relationship with the kid only after you know the relationship with the parent is going somewhere,” Steve says.

4. “Don’t be indifferent,” says Mark. Ultimately, Alex would prefer “a person that doesn’t just like my mom and turns to kids and says ‘yuck.’” Yes, it’s a challenge, considering some above-mentioned rules, but aim for a balance between crowding kids and pretending they’re not in the picture. Find a way to interact and communicate. Alex says a little gaming goes a long way. “Most kids want you to know how to play video games—that’s the key to getting into a kid. You don’t want [the date] coming over and just watching TV.”

5. “Know that you’re not the parent,” says Moira, expressing a popular sentiment, particularly with teens looking for more
“The more you force it, the more they’re going to run away.”
independence. “My mom’s boyfriend will try to parent me, like, ‘Why aren’t you helping your mom?’” says 17-year-old Zach. “Show the love but don’t try to replace the real parents.” Perhaps you’re a parent yourself, but the rules of your household may not apply to those of the person you’re dating. If you’re privy to discussions about such issues as curfew or clothing choices, butt out. If the person you’re dating tries to pull you in, be neutral. As the relationship develops, you may choose to be diplomatically involved but don’t lay down the law. “You can make suggestions, but don’t tell us what we have to do,” Cameron says.

6. “Share.” A beautiful word, share, and by it Mark means be open about your life, your experiences, your background, and your feelings. That way, “I can learn more about who he is and where he’s coming from, to connect with him,” Mark says. The more you share (without coming off like a blowhard), the more secure the child may feel. “It’s like doing research, so I don’t feel like he’s some guy right off the street,” Mark says. The main caveat? Don’t complain—these are kids, not life coaches. “We shouldn’t have to deal with their adult problems,” says Moira.

7. “Be respectful,” says Mark, though employing courtesy and kindness ought to be a no-brainer. “Treat me the way you want to be treated.” Listen when the kids speak. Don’t tease. Offer encouragement and sincere praise, not false flattery. You’ve got to love how Cameron puts it: “Act like we’re the host, [and you are] an exchange student.” Kids are keenly sensitive to matters of respect, and when they feel they’re being dissed, you’ll know it. “When they put me down or get in my face,” says Mark, “I retaliate by avoiding them or being difficult.”

8. “Give it time,” says Moira, who asks that potential dates see the situation for what it is. “Acknowledge that kids really don’t want to see their parents with someone else. The more you force it, the more they’re going to run away.” Kids can feel serious pressure from a parent to like a new person; avoid intensifying that with a less-is-more approach. “Gradually get to know the family and then go out and do things together as group,” suggests Zach. Makes sense. It’s never wise to rush any relationship. Out of the mouths of babes, huh?

Makes sense to me. I know my kids are "uber" protective of me, and not so much their dad in the dating realm. I guess, luckily for them (and perhaps me) I've chosen not to enter that world. I already have enough to take of.

Kids home alone

2008-11-20T22:51:00.000-08:00

I'm at work, in a small meeting. My cell phone rings, I see it's the house calling. Uh-oh, this can't be good.

The kitchen is flooded, Luke says. Why, I ask. I don't know, here's Hannah.

Mom! (Hannah on the phone) The kitchen flooded! We're cleaning it up. I tried to turn on the dishwasher..I don't know what happened! I am so sorry. I'll wash the towels when we're done.

By the time I got home at noonish, the kitchen was dry and there were a pile of wet towels out the back door. It seems we survived another "home alone" day.

No School for a long time

2008-11-19T22:28:00.000-08:00

So the good news for my kids, there is no school for a week and half.

The bad news for me, there is no school for a week and a half.

So, tomorrow they're home alone. Friday, I'm working at home. Monday, they'll be at daycare, Tuesday, home alone..Wednesday 1/2 day then we leave for LA. We'll make it work.

Test Scores that aren't on report cards

2008-11-18T22:31:00.000-08:00

Today I got the ITBS scores for my kids. ( ITBS stands for Iowa Tests of Basic Skills) This is the standard testing used by most private schools in the country.

This is how it was explained by the eighth grade teacher at St. Vincent's.

Remember that scores do not reflect the number correct. They are national percentiles, meaning the student did as well as or better than the numberout of 100 students testing. 5o is an average score. The NS or stanine score break down as follows: 1,2,3 are below average. 4,5,6 are average 7,8,9 are above average scores.

Here's what showed up (totals/ not broken down)

Luke:

Reading: 95th percentile Stanine 8
Language: 80th percentile Stanine 7
Math : 91st percentile Stanine 8

Core Total: 92nd percentile Stanine 8

Social Studies: 95th percentile Stanine 8
Science : 90th percentile Stanine 8

Maps/Diagrams/reference materials: 74th percentile Stanine 6

Composite: 90th percentile Stanine 8

(Gee, I wonder why I'm frustrated, he scores in the top 10% in the nation for 8th graders in private school.) I tell him all of the time..."you are so smart, DO THE WORK!" He has everything brainwise he needs.

Here are Hannah's scores:

Reading: 92nd percentile Stanine 8
Language : 82nd percentile Stanine 7
Math: 82nd percentile Stanine 7

Core Total: 87th percentile Stanine 7

Social Studies: 85th percentile Stanine 7
Science: 75th percentile Stanine 6
Maps/Diagrams/Reference materials: 65th percentile Stanine 6

Composite: 81st percentile Stanine 7

Here's a girl who's above average (again, other than reading maps and reference materials) who is commited to a club cheer team, practicing 3 nights a week, and cheering or competing most weekends, doing her homework and bringing home good grades.

I am so proud of both of them. I just hope Luke will someday live up to his potential...without a nightly battle to get it done.

The Jonas Brothers Rock

2008-11-17T22:57:00.000-08:00

Just ask Hannah, or even Luke for that matter. Saturday we went to the "sold out" Jonas Bros. concert, courtesy of Leslie (a friend at work) and Disney. We had amazing (and amazingly loud) seats. Here's our view of Joe (sooo HOT according to Hannah) actually though Nick, the youngest was the most talented (and cute to boot) but what can I say, I'm not 12 anymore.

A bunch of girls were there from Luke's class and
bought him this headband. Let's just say it only lasted on his head as long as it took to take this picture.

But, as you can see they both had a great time.

My dear friend Beke came with us to the concert..is there really a better friend in the world? (she even pretended to have a good time, but honestly, what was she thinking? ;] ) This was our pre concert photo at "Red Lobster".

I'm trying to convince my kids about what a GREAT mom I am to have done this concert gig, but I am surprised by how many parents (or kids) we knew who went. I can assure you, without free tickets we would NOT have been there. I'm not sure what that says about me, or the parents who paid to get their kids in.

Now, I would never claim to be frugal. Yes, I buy as much as possible on sale, but one look in my kids rooms (or my house for that matter) shows we live A VERY GOOD life. Others don't, especially in our current world. So we've adopted a family through San Diego Family Health Centers. We have a 2-month old baby girl, a 5-year old boy, and a single mom. I think I've taken care of them all, but I'd still like to buy the little boy a bike. (I'm still in search of a good deal.)

Here's the information:

Adopt-a-Family Through Our Annual Holiday Gift Program
Every November, our staff nominate needy patient families whose circumstances prevent them from celebrating the holiday season. Generous donors "adopt" a family and provide them with holiday gifts. For more information on the Adopt-A-Family program, please contact us online or call us at 619-515-2562.

Catching up

2008-11-15T00:23:00.000-08:00

This will be a quick post tonight. I'm up too late. Pat is here for an overnight with the kids, and everyone is sleeping.

Hannah went to her first dance tonight, and while I think overall she had fun, there was drama. Meanwhile, Luke just had a blast.

I went to the opening night of the San Diego Wine and Food Festival tonight with Beke and a few other folks from work. We had fun. I went a bit crazy at the "silent auction" but still got some great steals. Let's just say we're good on the high end "red" for the holidays.

Finally, we got Sam's first season DVD on our website! Much craziness, but it's there. Here's the link.

http://www.4sd.com/sam_dvd.html

Woo-HOO!! Buy it fast, cause the price could go up another $5 if Craig gets his way.

One Turtle's story

2008-11-09T20:35:00.000-08:00

Lessons From The Other Side Of The Road
by Steve Bouser
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All Things Considered, November 7, 2008 · When I first glimpsed it there in the acceleration lane, I took it for a rock. But as I drove over it, straddling it between my wheels, I saw movement and recognized a familiar profile. This rock had a domed top, four scaly legs with clawed feet scratching at the asphalt, and a head thrust alertly high.
It was an eastern box turtle, and it seemed determined to negotiate all four lanes of busy U.S. 1 — a bold but mighty reckless plan.
So why was the turtle crossing the road? Who knows? To find a secluded place to lay eggs, perhaps; or to seek out greener grazing grounds; or maybe it was just a simple case of turtle wanderlust.
I wanted to stop and help, but all I could do was hit the gas, cringe and pray that the two trucks bearing down on me from behind wouldn't run over this minuscule pedestrian. They didn't. When I last saw the wayward terrapin in my mirror, it still held that thumb of a head bravely up — maybe scared, but game to keep on lugging its little doghouse along in the hope that all would work out for the best.
By the time it was safe to pull over, it made more sense to keep going, get off at the next interchange and race back. I think I knew I'd be too late. And sure enough, when I returned to my starting place and turned off onto the grass and looked out across the traffic, a woeful sight greeted me: The shell sat motionless and misshapen near the southbound center line. A jagged split ran across its olive-drab surface, rimmed in bright red.
Alas, my ambitious little buddy, you should have stayed on your side of the highway. Trust me; there's nothing that great on the other side.
But that's life, isn't it? We eagerly start off across roads that turn out to be wider and more dangerous than we think, and next thing we know it's too late to turn back.
You should never have tangled with Homo sapiens. You'll come off second best every time. But there was no way for you to know that. The human explosion has splashed across the surface of our planet so recently — just year before last in evolutionary terms — that species like yours haven't had time to adapt.
Though it's little consolation to you, lying there on the hot pavement like a broken egg, I'm certain your kind will someday win the tortoise-and-hare race with mine.
Turtles have been around for 200 million years, since before there were dinosaurs. And I'll bet they'll still be plodding on their way long after we humans have progressed to what sometimes seems a well-deserved extinction.

Boys and Moms

2008-11-06T23:18:00.000-08:00

I had a very good conversation with Luke tonight about life as a 14 year old boy. Clearly, I've never been a teenage boy in 2008 with access to the Internet via computer and cell phone...with the ability to download ANYTHING and EVERYTHING. Let's just say, he likes girls in tiny swimsuits. Probably girls with a little less on, but at least we've gotten that far. (HANNAH...if and when you read this, it is not for public discussion!!) I hope I'm not being taken in by him, but Luke's the one who came to me about this, instead of me confronting him...it has to be tough being a teenage boy in an almost all "girl" world. He's growing through his "croaky" voice into his "man" voice. He holds doors for women..talks to people at the meat counter, I watched him tonight at the grocery store with all of his manners and helpfulness.

I was grouchy tonight when I picked up Han from "Cheer"..tired and hungry, but he was kind to her, despite my mean attitude. I SO love this boy. I just wish he'd get how important the next 8 months of his life are, determining where he'll go to high school...and even life after that. I never wanted to be "one of those moms" who put too much pressure on their children to succeed early. But the times have changed. It matters these days, what you do in 8th grade (thank God it didn't when I was his age).

I know Luke will be fine....it's just my time to worry and ride him. I hope the day comes when we look back on this blog and laugh about my "over the top" expectations. Luke will be fine, successful and happy. I just know it. I pray for it.

The Election is OVER!

2008-11-04T21:47:00.000-08:00

Thank you God, thank you President Elect Obama, thank you all who voted. We now have true hope. Yes. We. Can.

Election Eve, I can't wait to vote

2008-11-03T20:14:00.000-08:00

I really wanted to write something eloquent tonight, something that made people understand how important their vote is tomorrow. This is not only a vote for the President of the United States, this is a vote for retaining our Constitution. This is a vote for the Supreme Court. This is a vote for growing respect for our world image again. This is a vote for dialogue with our enemies before attack. This is a vote that hopes for health care for ALL Americans, but health care with choice. This is a vote for our economy...though it will not be fixed by any one person in the role of President...it will take all of the branches of government and the American people to change their thoughts and ways, before we see the light again. Greed has led us here. I hope we find a way to not take advantage of a Democatic led House/Senate and President, and truly do right by our country.

VOTE TOMORROW!!

Barack Obama For President

What a Weekend

2008-11-02T22:31:00.000-08:00

Twins with Sarah and Han at the school carnival. (Han was Chicken, but she's holding her head in her hand.)

Luke and Spencer, bloody messes.
Trick or Treat...smell my feet, here pics, hard to beat. (OK, lame..but it's late.)

And, here's our house full of kids, sorting candy after the big get.

Saturday morning came early, dropped Hannah off at her friend's (Ginger) house so she could make it to her game and then extra practice. Then took Luke to his football game. (They were creamed, but tried hard.) Finally, met up with Joyce, Mikie and Alexis to head for church camp in Julian.

On the road we stopped at a very fun antique shop, where I had everyone pose at tthe out house. Mikie loved this place!

Next stop, Julian and it's famous APPLE PIE!

We made it to camp, settled in our 7 bed part of the cabin, then had a chance to explore. We all had a wonderful time, and I had the chance to really spend time with Joyce. We laughed so hard all weekend, my stomach muscles hurt. Luke and I had so much fun. He is funny, witty, smart, and I hate this word "charming".

Here's a shot of the cross we sat in front of for Sunday morning services.

Finally, we made it home this afternnon, and I got to Han's cheer competition at Cox Arena. It was a long afternoon, and I didn't even get there until 2:00. The good news is, it was worth the wait. The Coastal Triton team rocked, and beat their rivals, Steele Canyon by less than a point. I am so proud of Han, she did an amazing job, and totally deserves to hold this trophy. You rock sweet girl.

WOW, too long

2008-10-30T21:36:00.000-07:00

I cannot believe it's been almost 2 weeks since I've blogged. Very lame. I don't know how far I'll get tonight, because once again...I'm pooped.

I did take a couple of days off last week, which was really nice...then drove to Phoenix on Friday. (Pat came here to take care of the kids.) I had a whirlwind weekend..spending time with my best friends. First stop was Di's with only a little time to get ready for the pre-wedding dinner at Sue's house. It was a lot of fun seeing everyone, but especially fun to see her house re-done. It is amazing. I love the doors from the great room to the back patio, I love the floors, I love the huge closets and master bath...but I mostly love that Sue has hung two photographs I took in Italy, one of a shop full of fruits and veggies, and another of an old woman looking over a balcony along one of the Vencie canals (blown up in her dining room) I am so thrilled. I think in real life, I'd love to be a photographer, but I don't have the training or the equipment. I guess it's good enough to have my "work" in a friend's home.

I had so much fun with Beth and Robert...they are truly the best. After we left Sue's we had a quick drink at Chelsea's.

Anyway, later Friday night I was back at Di's for a rousing game of Scrabble that also included Walt and Claire. Of course, Di kicked our butts. I have to say, Claire has definately "matured" both physically and emotionally...we all had a lot of fun. Walt looked great, and even brought along our Christmas presents..I want to have my act together like him!! (Of course, as soon as I brought them into the house here in SD, Luke wanted to open them. NOPE!

Saturday Di, Claire and I made our way to the Poison Pen (a fab bookstore in Phoenix) where I spent $55 on paperbacks!! (OK, I did get a nice book for Claire for her birthday...so I guess it works.) Then we looked at a couple of rehab places for her father in law who just had brain surgery. We looked at a place in PV, but then I took her to the place I took JR (the Terraces) and she jumped at it. Paul is there now..I pray he's getting the help he needs.

From there, I took off for Heidi's...she's renting a BEAUTIFUL house just off 15th Ave and Northern. This place is amazing and she got it for $2500 a month. We went to see Bonnie and Bob (Heidi's mom and step dad) for coffee..I just adore Bonnie. Marcia joined us, then we all headed back to Heidi's to meet up with Ellin Dodge (numerologist to the stars) I have to say, I have a blast with Ellin...she's in her 70's, beautiful and full of opinions. A few bottles of wine later, we called it a night.

Sunday morning, Virginia and Ralph came to Heidi's for visit...they looked awesome! Ralph had on his Sunday hat and a nice collared sweater, and Virginia the cutest top, jeans, and flats...they were terrific. Wrapped things up with Heidi at lunch with Wesley at Sierra Bonita (The BEST SOUP ever). I think Heidi and Wesley will make it...she's just got survive senior year with Jaime and Heather.

After hitting up a couple of old haunts (including La Grande Orange, which carried my new favorite wine "Poppy" ...it was back to Di's to change for the wedding. I bought a bottle of Poppy for Di, and we were standing at her counter when I went to pull it out of the bag. She said, no I have this great bottle of wine I want to open ...and at the same time she showed me her wine and I showed her mine...both "Poppy". I have to tell you, that was SO weird. This IS NOT a wine you get just anywhere. Funny and odd, very odd.

The wedding was beautiful. I sat next to Phil (who I adopted as my "date") I will always love that guy. He taught me so much in my days at 3, but more than that he was and is just the best man. We had great seats (other than the sun setting in our eyes) We could see Jonathan's face, and Sue (who looked gorgeous)..This was my first Jewish wedding..and I loved all of the tradition. I think the "marriage contract" the couple signs ought to be tradition in every religion. You hang it in the house and it reminds you every day of what you've agreed to. The reception was beautiful, and again I sat with Phil and the boys.
I snuck out a bit early...about 9 or so..knowing I had the big drive back to SD in the morning.

Spent a bit of time with Di then hit the bed. Coffee with Walt and his son Robert Monday morning ended things, then I was off for home. There's so much more to catch up on, but I promised some snuggle time with Han, and again, I'm pooped. Will try to catch up more tomorrow...Halloween!!

Picture Night

2008-10-18T22:23:00.001-07:00

Thought I'd share a few pictures I took of Hannah cheering today, and Luke with Pietro watching (sort of) from the stands.

Here Comes the Weekend!

2008-10-17T20:12:00.000-07:00

So here we go! Luke football, tomorrow morning (Mrs. B takes the boys, drops Sarah off here.) Hannah/Sarah cheer at 1:00 @ Pont Loma HS, 2 hour practice, then the game from 3-5. Luke studying for finals that take place all next week. The ALS walk Sunday morning with Jane Mitchell and "Wally's Walkers" named for her dad who died of the disease. We'll be at Mission Bay by 8:45 am. Hopefully we'll have time to enjoy the Chargers game Sunday and hang out a bit. Thankfully, I have Wednesday and Thursday off next week, before I leave for Phoenix on Friday. I hope I can catch up and get ahead on a few things.

The Last Debate

2008-10-15T23:01:00.000-07:00

OK, this will be quick:

It all comes down to philosophy:

1. Roe v. Wade Obama - pro choice / McCain - anti-abortion That is how they will nominate new Supreme Court Justices. There is NO doubt about this.

2. Health Care/ Insurance - Obama / keep the insurance you have now, or choose a National health care option. McCain - a $5000 tax credit toward health care. (Health care that costs an average of $12,000 a year. AND THEN would tax our healthcare contributions by employers.)

3. Who would be the best VP to take over for President (if need be.) Joe Biden - a person who understands international issues, loves the "little guy", is on the same page as Obama on the big issues. Sarah Palin - She stands up to tough groups even when they are "republican" she is a "breath of fresh air in Washington DC".

4. The line of the night goes to McCain....I am not George Bush, if you want to run against George Bush, you should've run 4 years ago."

5. The Ayres/Acorn attack by McCain. Come on. Do you really believe Obama has "terrorist ties"? If so, PLEASE vote for Mc Cain. Look at the transcript of the debate and read Obama's answer. He was on a board with Ayres, and other top Chicago leaders, that does not ally him with a "terrorist".

OK, 19 days until the elections ( & 69 shopping days until Christmas :) !! )

I really can't wait until November 4th. Please, vote for Obama.

Just Dreaming

2008-10-14T23:36:00.000-07:00

Tonight I got on Craigslist to look at scooters. No, I don't NEED a scooter. Yes, I would love to have one. Would it really be useful? Probably not. I don't think the 3 of us could travel together on one of these (duh)..but still......

I found this one on Craigslist here in SD for $2500.00. Isn't it cute? I think I'd look really good on one of these. ;)

Bad News for New Years

2008-10-13T20:53:00.000-07:00

I got a call tonight from Caroline (Nana Ack) saying she's not coming out to San Diego for the New Years trip.

I am broken hearted.

I'm not clear on why she's decided not to come...
She claims it will be "too crazy" and this will give us all room to stay at the beach condo instead of coming back and forth from the house with the kids. (The truth is, it really won't change anything.) She also says it's a relief for Kathy, because now she doesn't have to spend a night at the La Posada. I don't know the circumstances of that conversation, since I haven't talked to Kathy personally.

I shouldn't have, but I cried when I talked to Caroline tonight. I don't want her to feel guilty, truly, I just want her here...and I am being selfish.

I know she has her own "real" family, Kim, Ana, husbands, Mike's kids and grand kids, she has a lot of people to take care of. But other than Luke, Han and not so often Todd, I don't have a whole lot of family...Caroline is what I've had.

The other side of this, is after thinking about it, I know this is Caroline and Mike's anniversary time, and she may just need to be with her girls. That's truly understandable. I guess I just hope too much for family, and it's one thing God always challenges me with. I don't know why, but I'm sure there is a lesson somewhere.

Pets and pumpkins

2008-10-12T20:16:00.000-07:00

We did our usual Sunday thing, with a bit of a twist.. Today was the "blessing of the animals" at church, so Scooby came a long for a little love from above. Hannah was Acolyte today, so Luke did the honors of bringing Scoob up front.

It was a lot of fun.

Then most Sunday's we leave church and head for our nearby farmers market. It's apple and pumpkin

season now, so we picked up some of both.

Luke plays football

2008-10-11T23:39:00.000-07:00

A totally quick post. I just want to share the picture I got of Luke on the football field playing flag football for St. Vincent's.

They ended up tying the game (0-0) and that's OK. This is a rag tag team that's had volunteer coaches come and go, and is now mostly dependent on high school kids showing them the way. I love that they love just getting out there and playing. It's all good.

Check the facts

2008-10-10T23:21:00.000-07:00

Yes, two blogs in one night. This one is short. Before you pass on an email that claims to be legit about either party...ie. Sarah Palin putting out a list of banned books, Obama having terrorist ties, please check out these websites. See video below. At least be informed before you pass stuff along. Let's vote on what is real as opposed to what is sensational garbage. (Thanks Walt for reminding me of this.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YY58Unn9YiM&NR=1

I'm Not the Only One

2008-10-10T22:25:00.000-07:00

OK, I know I'm pro Obama, I know McCain makes me crazy ...but even still, I was beginning to think I was the ONLY one who thought Sarah Palin had trouble with simple English. I couldn't stand it (and still can't) that she won't put an "ing" behind her words. Instead, it's "fixin", "goin", "tryin". That is on top of winking during the debate. Then during the last Presidential debate John McCain had to say "my Friends" so many times I thought I'd go crazy. But nothing beats McCain calling Obama "that one".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v42SQyDEzqw
What an ass.

Below is an article I read on http://www.radaronline.com/exclusives/2008/10/sarah-palin-hates-verbs.php

But it truly says what I feel about "that one" ie Sarah Palin.

Sarah Palin's War On Verbs
This may surprise you, but the cringe which adds hundreds of irreversible wrinkles to your face when you hear Sarah Palin speak doesn't come from her inane policy proposals. (Or not totally.) For the most part, it comes from witnessing Palin desecrate our most precious resource: verbs.
Remember verbs? They're the valuable action words which come between subjects. They're awesome! They tell you exactly what happened and when. But Sarah Palin hates verbs. She twists them, snips them, and hides them from us. The result is a tangle of decontextualized ideas and dizzying logic collapsing in onto itself. When you are confronted with the sentences of Sarah Palin, you are confronted with the abyss. Like so:
Not necessarily this, as it's been proposed, has to pass or we're going to find ourselves in another Great Depression. But, there has got to be action—bipartisan effort—Congress not pointing fingers at one another but finding the solution to this, taking action, and being serious about the reforms on Wall Street that are needed.Or:
He's also known as the maverick though, taking shots from his own party, and certainly taking shots from the other party. Trying to get people to understand what he's been talking about - the need to reform government.So much hostility against verbs! It almost seems personal, like she was once raped by a verb and found the entire ordeal—which perhaps included having to pay for her own Strunk and White kit to clean things up—so unpleasant that she vowed to spend the rest of her days eradicating the cursed parts of speech. But there's a much more likely explanation.
Palin belongs to a not-so-secret order of mercenaries who have been staging a ruthless 20-year war against grammar: TV newscasters. Palin had a stint as a TV sportscaster in 1988, and it's fair to assume that the gritty, cut-throat newsrooms of Alaska inculcated in Palin the lethal art of obfuscation.
You are surely familiar with this linguistic genocide. In order to keep the content fresh and urgent, TV newscasters gut the tenses from headlines the way experienced hunters gut moose. Past, present, and future all melt together so that everything sounds like an up-to-the-minute exclusive. Here's an example from an NBC News transcript: "Less resilient, local business. Dwight's concession stand, in the family three generations. Sales this summer off 75 percent."
Here's one from grammar's Archangel of Death Lou Dobbs: "Top government officials today adding their voices to the call for Americans to remain vigilant."
See where this is going? Not a verb to be heard. The only sound is the shudder of a thousand English teachers.
Your turn again, Sarah: "I know that John McCain will do that and I, as his vice president, families we are blessed with that vote of the American people and are elected to serve and are sworn in on January 20, that will be our top priority is to defend the American people."
Yes! Just like that.
So she's adamantly pro-gerund, you say. In the scheme of things, is it really that big a deal? Indeed. In fact, it's far more nefarious than you might imagine. It all speaks to her emphasis on the visceral over the cerebral, sensation over reason, emotion over thought, the immediate over the past. It reveals her murderous disdain for context and nuance.
George Orwell, the patron saint of political rhetoric, made it very clear: "...[I]f thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought. A bad usage can spread by tradition and imitation even among people who should and do know better."
We should know better. Let's hope we do.

Buy my Madonna Tickets!

2008-10-08T23:44:00.000-07:00

I am so smart!! I bought Madonna tickets for face value through a special gig at work. I have six tickets I paid $750 for (great seats, I might add). The plan was to sell 4 of them and make a BIG profit and use the other 2 to go to the concert. One small problem. The concert is November 4th (election night.) The LAST place I care to be is at a Madonna concert. I want to be in front of the television taking in every blue and red state. I want to watch Obama win!

I just put my tickets on Craigslist (where a gajillion more are listed) I listed them at a great price, so hopefully they'll sell. Can you imagine how bad it would be to have to attend a Madonna concert under protest?

Ok, no more ticket scamming.

I'm pooped

2008-10-04T00:30:00.000-07:00

I am one wiped out mom. Pat is here tonight, staying with us..and that is a good thing. He did the "pick up kids from school, hang out for Luke's football, take Hannah to cheer, be there, bring them home, order food on line, watch baseball with Luke, etc". Somewhere along the line he twisted his ankle, so I went out and got him an ice pack.

I also had the chance to talk with with one of my best friends from my Channel 3 days, Ron Mella. He can make me laugh when no one else can. I remember being in my office at Ch. 3 and asking Ron to come in...not for a big fat discussion, but because I needed to laugh..he always delivered. He still does.

I've told the gang I'm bowing out of football/cheer tomorrow. I have a weekend off with Pat here..so I'm going to take advantage..and hang out here at home to get stuff done.

I might even take a nap.

Life, Death and the VP Debate

2008-10-02T22:57:00.000-07:00

Tonight was the big VP debate between Joe Biden and Sarah Palin. I wasn't able to watch it since I had a hair appointment (VERY important) and then went to pick Hannah up at Cheer. I did listen to most of it on the radio, but honestly it's just not the same as seeing the two and their facial expressions, body language, etc. It's not like I'm going to change my mind in the next 30 some days, so it probably doesn't matter that much for me.

The cool part was I took Luke with me to get my hair done. (He WAS NOT happy about this, but there was no other choice.) I brought him in, and my hair gal, Cynthia, couldn't have been better with him. A warm greeting, then as she was putting color on me, they had a very interesting discussion about politics. Even though I believe Luke parrots Pat and his "Republican philosophies" at least he had some answers. Best of all, he was never condescending and listened to Cynthia's points...as she did his. It was fun to watch, and I stayed uninvolved, listening as I was reading my magazine.

Since I didn't see the debate, I went to http://www.salon.com/ to get their take. This is my favorite website for opinions about news. It hosts great writers, generates interesting articles, and has a myriad of different subjects. It is definitely "left" leaning, but has stuff you'd never read anywhere else. I thought I might copy a piece about the debate tonight on my blog, but then I ran into a piece Garrison Keillor (Mr. Prairie Home Companion) wrote, and changed my mind. I think this story helps to keep it all in perspective, much more than any debate or opinion.

(Garrison Keillor's recent piece in Salon)

Oct. 1, 2008 I was in Santa Monica for a day last week, sampling baked figs at the farmers' market on the Third Street promenade, a sweet sunny day that makes an old Midwesterner like me a little nervous. We fear seduction. Some days in California are so tender and delicious that a person could abandon all commitments and wind up living in blissful stupor in some cult devoted to the worship of the sky.
I have work to do. I haul it around in a black case the size of an anvil and when an hour or two opens up, in an airport or hotel, I dig in. I don't lie on beaches, looking up at the sky. It's blue in Santa Monica. You don't have to look at it for long to figure that out.
My hotel was on the beach, so I headed back that way, crossing the Pacific Coast Highway on a pedestrian bridge. And there, 50 yards south of me, police cars and flashing blue lights. The northbound lanes of the PCH had been closed. A car sat in the middle lane, its rear end smashed in brutally. And south of it, a yellow tarp spread on the pavement. A body lay beneath it.

Then eight cops and EMTs lined up on either side of it, like pallbearers, and then they spread out a long white sheet which they held as a screen while the yellow tarp was pulled away and a police photographer took pictures with an enormous camera. A man in a dark suit bent over the body, studying it closely. The eight men stood quietly, hardly moving, and they looked straight at each other. They did not look at the body. It was a still-life scene, except for the flashing lights and the southbound traffic passing: eight men standing at attention, guarding a body, and two men moving with great delicacy around it, gathering evidence.
A blue sky over Santa Monica and on the beach, people lay on towels, sunning themselves. A few swimmers in the surf. Roller bladders out on the sidewalk and joggers, grunting about the presidential campaign. A day in which you've witnessed death takes on an aura of fragile loveliness. You breathe the salt air and you savor this on behalf of the dead and note the pencil-line delicacy of the long cane poles of the Japanese fishermen on the pier, the two triangles of white sail taut with wind on the distant boat, the skinny boy in blue trunks swinging high on the flying rings on the beach and soaring to the next set of rings. You see the portly man wade into the water and shudder as the water touches his testes and you feel it, the shudder of mortality. And visions of the fallen one stay with you.
A few hours later, online, news that the victim was a woman, 44, whose car had been rear-ended, that she had gotten out of her car and stood waiting for help to arrive and was struck and killed by a third vehicle. Her name was Alma and she was from Los Angeles.

The day goes on and though you don't keep in mind the sight of the pallbearers around the body, the death attends you wherever you go. You imagine the woman's plan for her day, maybe lunch in Malibu and a meeting at her kids' school and supper and a movie afterward, a simple day in sunny L.A., and you abandon your own plan to work and instead you walk around looking at the shining world on behalf of Alma who died on the highway.
You buy a mango-papaya smoothie and a cafe mocha and in the face of death they are spectacular. You sit at a table in the brilliant sunshine, the light splashing off the stone facades and aluminum moldings. She was standing by her car waiting for help to arrive when she was struck by another vehicle and killed, and 30 minutes later men were standing at attention around her. It would be intolerable not to know the name of the woman. Attention must be paid. She trails alongside you as you walk into a bookstore full of art books and you pick up one with pictures of California beach houses, all whites and yellows and pale blues, sun-drenched rooms, bowls of flowers, cotton curtains, and the sea beyond. A beautiful world, Alma, and every day is a gift. I'm sorry you had to leave early.
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By the way, I got a voice mail from Pam about her interview with Caroline Kennedy. In a word, it "sucked".

Caroline Kennedy and Updating the resume

2008-10-01T23:25:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow Pam gets to interview Caroline Kennedy. What a cool opportunity. I'm so happy she asked my opinion on what questions to ask, so even if she asks one I've suggested, a small part of me is there. I have a few signed books by Caroline, in fact one of them was my Christmas present from Pam last year "A Family Christmas" , the others are "A Profile in Courage in Our Time" and "The Best Loved Poems of Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis" I am so proud they are in my bookcase. I can't wait to hear how it goes.

We've been in San Diego for almost 2 years and 2 months. (that actually seems hard to believe - sometimes it feels like we just moved here, and other times it feels like we've been here forever.) Anyway, as I was doing some other work on the computer, I ran across my old resume, and figured it wouldn't hurt to update it. This is my first pass at it, I'll work on it again when it's time to send it out.

Abbie Smith
4860 Vista St.
San Diego, CA 92116 Cell: 619-876-2784

Employment

August 2006- Current

Cox Media, Channel 4, San Diego:
Executive Producer Programming and ARS Content
I have been the “face of change” for Channel 4 since my arrival in August of 2006. While not always easy, I have helped to turn the station from a “non revenue differentiator” on Cox Cable to a place that puts revenue into the content while still maintaining the integrity of its programming. I have worked with and developed three new revenue generating programs “Post Game”, Brainwave”, Shades of San Diego”, produced new programming, all while overseeing current programming. I have been an integral part of developing sales packages for all of our programming, while making sure we are fulfilling our commitments to our clients. I am also very involved in our alternative revenue sources, working with video on demand, text messaging technology and developing our content on a new and growing website http://www.4sd.com/.

August 2002-July 2006

Grace Light Communications:
I was the owner/operator of a freelance production company, which provided broadcast quality programming, stories, fund raising and training videos.
I have a strong and varied background, producing both live and recorded productions for network, cable and local television outlets. My clients depended on me to hire crews and talent, select locations, provide creative ideas, direct, write and produce the projects to meet their deadlines. A short list of clients includes: Lifetime Television, DIY (Do It Yourself Network) Discovery Health, ABC News, NASCAR/Ecolab, KTVK (Phoenix), Jobson Education (a training company for doctors, nurses and pharmacists), the Phoenix Catholic Diocese, Banner Behavioral Health Hospital and the Phoenix Rescue Mission.

April 1986-August 2002

KTVK, Channel 3, Phoenix, Arizona Director of Local Programming, Executive Producer/News & Special Projects:
In my 16 years at Channel 3, I performed many different roles. Producing and/or supervising newscasts, special projects, live programming, documentaries, and a successful (ratings leading) block of local programming. I traveled extensively nationally and internationally to report news events, produce programming and cover special projects. I oversaw a staff of 15 people in our local programming and production department which had a budget of over 2 million dollars a year.

January 1983-April 1986

KARE Channel 11 News, Minneapolis, Minnesota News and special projects producer

March 1982-January 1983

KRDO Channel 13, Colorado Springs, Colorado News producer

Education

BA/Pepperdine University, Malibu, California Journalism & Communications

Other Experience

Associate Professor/Cronkite School of Broadcasting
Arizona State University

Awards

National Iris Award/ documentary

Seven regional Emmy Awards/ writing, documentary, children’s programming, discussion & interview, service story.

Outside training

“The Oz Factor” Cox University/Management

The end of baseball, on to football

2008-09-29T21:39:00.000-07:00

MHUMC Sunday school goes to the ballpark.

We survived another Padre season, and from what I hear, we're thankful we didn't have 100 losses. I guess the appropriate response is woo-hoo! The bad record certainly didn't stop us from having a good time at the final game (lost to the Pirates 5-1)
Alexis, Mikie, Hannah and Luke met up with the real "Padre" to say "see ya next year".

Our Sunday shcool crew had a good time at the game and we ate

everything in sight, hot dogs, nachos, peanuts, cracker jack (yes it's "cracker jack" not "jacks" as I learned after much discussion) and soda's. But the best was Luke's "big dawg." It was GIGANTIC and filled with too much catsup and mustard from a malfunctioning dispenser. Let's just say it took a LOT of napkins to make this right.

For those of you who eventually read this, here is our entire Jr./Sr.High Sunday School (Alexis, Luke and Bill Woo((teacher??)) ).

And, one last picture. Hannah with the Thielacker family (Michael, Mike, Joyce - Han's Sunday School teacher - and Han) our church and school pals.

BTW/ The Chargers beat the Raiders 28-18 A real WOOOO HOOOO!

Old Friends

2008-09-27T21:08:00.000-07:00

The phone rings tonight as I'm making dinner. It's Kathy calling from Estes and the EPHS 30th class reunion being held at the American Legion. What..30 YEARS!! That's 10,950 days, that's 360 months, that's impossible! I talked to the boy who rode up on his horse in front of our house my freshman year and asked me to "Homecoming" ..David Kelly. I don't think we've talked since he went into the Navy our senior year (after he had a big make-out session with Lori Thorpe.) I also talked with a few other classmates, but unfortunately the cell phone connection made it tough for all of us to hear. It was still fun.

Then this evening I got an email from my BFF :) from college, Cindy McCaffery. Her husband is struggling with a form of early dementia, while she's going back to school and raising 2 kids in Calgary. They recently sold their home and moved into a condo to lower expenses and make life a bit easier.

Finally, I've been emailing and talking to my sweet Di - Di who is in the midst of her own huge struggles. She's caring for her father-in-law who has brain cancer, while her husband is being a complete shit on every level.

Here's my question. Why on earth does this all have to be so hard? (OK, I'm having a small pity party here...but it makes me crazy watching and learning about my friends' tough times.)

I'm also spiraling down a bit trying to raise these two kids on my own. Today alone, I drove almost a hundred miles, driving Luke to football in El Cajon, Hannah to cheer in Chula Vista, and Luke to the beach in bumper to bumper traffic for a birthday party, not to mention running errands and grocery shopping. That's on top of a week filled with paying bills, doing laundry, trying to keep the house up, working on the gardens, making meals, picking up prescriptions, going to Dr. appointments, dealing with Luke and his grades and his teachers, selling candy for Hannah's cheer, figuring out my bank account, putting in for insurance reimbursement, and working full time. I'm beat.

Tomorrow is church and I'm the liturgist. I haven't even looked at what I'm supposed to read. Then after church we're taking the Sunday school teachers and their families to the seasons last Padre's baseball game. Monday it all starts again.

OK, pity party over for the time being, but it does feel good to vent.

The debate

2008-09-27T00:52:00.000-07:00

Yes, I'm sure I should be writing about the Presidential debate tonight. Here's my take...it was a tie. I had hoped it would be a huge victory for Obama, but McCain did well. Of course I'm still Obama all the way, but it was an even debate. Maybe that means Obama wins, because there was the thought McCain would cream Obama on foreign policy, and he didn't. Still, I hoped for more.

Debate aside, I read this article tonight and it just breaks my heart. Nine kids on his own! I have two and feel "overwhelmed" most of the time. God bless this man and his kids.

OMAHA, Nebraska - An out-of-work widower who abandoned nine of his children at a hospital under a new law in the state of Nebraska said he was overwhelmed without his wife and just "fell apart."
"I hope they know I love them," Gary Staton told KETV. "I hope their future is better without me around them."
The law allows caregivers to abandon babies and teenagers alike at hospitals without fear of prosecution. Originally intended to protect infants, it was expanded in a legislative compromise to protect any "child." Some have interpreted that to mean anyone under 19.
Staton anonymously left the five boys and four girls - ages 1 to 17 - at Creighton University Medical Center's emergency room on Wednesday night. He has a 10th child, a daughter who is 18 and was not dropped off.
A number of relatives have volunteered to take the siblings, said Kathie Osterman, a spokeswoman for the state department Health and Human Services.
Staff members were doing required background checks Friday in hopes of placing the children in the next few days, she said.
Staton said his wife died early last year, shortly after delivering their youngest child. He said he quit his job because of his family responsibilities but couldn't pay rent or utilities or take care of his kids.
"I was with her for 17 years, and then she was gone," he said of his late wife. "What was I going to do? We raised them together. I didn't think I could do it alone. I fell apart. I couldn't take care of them."
Staton said he surrendered them so they would be safe.
A call Friday to a number listed for Staton went unanswered.
A 2007 interview with Staton's oldest daughter in Omaha North High School's student newspaper said she shouldered some of the parenting duties at home. Despite helping to feed her siblings, check their homework and put them to bed, the teenager managed to graduate a year early.
Once a child is abandoned under the safe haven law, the courts become involved. Parental rights don't end automatically, but parents who change their minds about abandonment may find it difficult to regain custody.
At least 16 children have been abandoned since the law took effect in July.
Hospitals call police when a child is left, and officers will usually place a child in protective custody. Then the county attorney determines whether a child should be allowed to return home and makes a recommendation to a judge.
Now that teenagers are being abandoned, Gov. Dave Heineman, who signed the law, and some other former supporters are saying changes are needed. The Legislature reconvenes in January.

-----Thank God Nebraska has this "out" for a family. At least Mr. Staton did the best he could for his kids, and didn't try to do something he knew he couldn't do, leaving the kids on their own.-----

My letter to the Obama campaign

2008-09-23T22:58:00.000-07:00

Dear Barack/ campaign,

I've bought in from the beginning/even during Hillary, you've been my choice. Now is the time to stand up and say what will you do with our economy. I truly believe in your agenda, but I have to admit, I worry about your understanding of our national economy, and where we are right now in middle America.

From your website in bold:

No Golden Parachutes -- Taxpayer dollars should not be used to reward the irresponsible Wall Street executives who helmed this disaster.
I certainly believe we should never reward these thieves/ Wall Street executives. I hope the FBI investigation will relieve us of that burden. These are clearly people who have taken advantage of the current state of our economy..and watched as we all took a dive. Why would they ever be rewarded for that..especially financially? Please make sure this does not happen, even behind the scenes. (I think we are all so cynical that we believe this could happen, even if it's never put out to the public.)

Main Street, Not Just Wall Street -- Any bailout plan must include a payback strategy for taxpayers who are footing the bill and aid to innocent homeowners who are facing foreclosure.
Ok, now I'm souding Republican, but honsetly I bought a bit over my head too...But I will pay my way..and if I can't then guess what, my bad. I have no one to blame but myself. There is personal responsibility with this and buying beyond your means is not OK. Would you let your girls rack up a charge card, and then find a way to bail them out? I wouldn't, and I hope you wouldn't.

Bipartisan Oversight -- The staggering amount of taxpayer money involved demands a bipartisan board to ensure accountability and oversight.
OK , so who are those people. I hope they are a combination of the middle class people and the best economic minds we have. Our best economic minds are NOT living with the day to day burdens we are. At the same time, those same economic minds do understand our situation from a problematic place.
I will vote for you, and have done my best to convince others that you are the choice. But please lay out a realistic plan (even if it's painful) so we understand where we are all going.

Thank you, Abbie Smith / Obama supporter

Chargers finally win!

2008-09-22T21:30:00.000-07:00

48-29 over the Jets. Following 2 games they should've won, the Chargers finally have a victory this season, and a decisive one.
We watched most of the game at the Spaghetteria (the Busalacchi's) restaurant. Got a call from Lisa this afternoon and she has a temp job with the county for 6 weeks. Good for her! So starting next Thursday, the kids will be in aftercare at school. I'll try to leave work on Friday's at 4, so I can get the girls to cheer, and pick up the boys as well. Somehow we'll make this work.

Also talked to my sweet Pam today. She and Rich have broken up after at least 15 years together. She actually told me about this last week, but I thought it was just a blip in their relationship. Guess not. It sounds like the real thing. She tells me she hasn't been happy for a long time, and they both want 2 different things. (He wants to live the suburban New Jersey life, she wants to live the New York city life.) I give her huge kudos for making such a tough decision. God Love her. I can't wait to see who comes into her life now..because he will.

Girls at the Mall

2008-09-21T21:59:00.000-07:00

Just a quick post, cause I love this picture. Claire, Sara and Hannah trying on hats at the mall today. They went to see the new Batman movie, but left early. Definately not a girl flick.

Michael and Barack

2008-09-21T14:15:00.000-07:00

Check out my boy Michael covering

"my

man" Barack Obama in Grand Junction, Colorado. How cool is that!

Michael Daniels is about to wrap up his first tv job with two years under his belt. He has grown so much as a reporter/anchor/storyteller/person. I am incredibly proud of him. He's looking to move on, and I can't wait to see where he lands. He has the "It" and the work ethic to make it ...now he just needs the right people to see him and hire him.

My Church message

2008-09-21T00:55:00.000-07:00

Pastor Carol asked me to speak to the congregation about "Life Long Learning". Here's what I came up with.

Life Long Learning –

I know Pastor Carol’s message today is about life long learning as a Christian, but I’d like to move beyond that. I believe we can NEVER fully know the bible, nor can we know all that it is to be human and Christian. We can memorize the bible, we can recite page number, chapter and verse. We can listen to Pastor Carol give us our weekly bread with her sermon. We can go to Sunday School and bible study, we can give our checks, we can fill our prayer box. We can sing. But do we do this with the conviction of trying to understand? OR, do we just do our “duty” and show up at church. Do we believe what we hear. Are we really here to learn.? I have to admit, there are times my answer would be NO. I’m here for the peace, I’m here for the friendship, I’m here because I know it’s where my children need to be.

Yet, I also understand there is so much out there to see, to hear, to be involved with. It’s overwhelming. I know I’m eager to understand more about the internet and our future, I want to remember our history and what made us who we are today. I want to read more, I want to travel more, I want to meet new people. I want my children, Luke and Hannah to realize there is so much more beyond the boundaries of San Diego,..beyond California..beyond the United States.

We are in a world of huge opportunity, we can feel the effects of the stock market and our economy day to day, we can see a hurricane 10 days out, we can witness famine in Africa, war in Iraq and Afghanistan … we can hear every stutter, miscue and word of our Presidential candidates. And because of that, maybe we consider ourselves well educated.

Don’t believe it. What really matters is who we are day to day. What did we learn yesterday that makes us better today. What did we do wrong that we need to make right. What did we do right, that we should do again. What have we learned. I think that’s what God asks us everyday…what HAVE WE LEARNED…and what is still out there we need to learn more about?

In Carol's sermon, she ended by quoting someone (Idon't remember who) "There are three things we need to set our sights on. Peace, poverty and our planet". I couldn't agree more. (I might add education, especially the ability to read, because I believe those two components can change everything.)

I had a date tonight

2008-09-20T23:32:00.000-07:00

...with my son. Luke and I went to our annual "Salute to Teachers" together tonight. While I know he was a little bored, it was nice just spending time together with no agenda other than watching the show.

It makes me realize I have to set up "date nights" with my kids. One on one time at least once a month. With both Luke and Han growing up so fast, it's more important than ever.

During the show tonight, students did two songs from the musical "Wicked". I SO want to see it while it's in LA. The tickets are really expensive, and we would have to spend the night up there, but I think I should just suck it up. I loved the song "Defying Gravity" and would love to put something together for Luke's "graduating 8th grade class" with an edited version of it (what the kids sang tonight). Here's the link to the song from the musical. It might also be great for Hannah's cheer team.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nhh4KIk7hqY

Are We OK?

2008-09-19T23:55:00.001-07:00

I listen to the news about the stock market, the economy, housing, our investments, and I feel paralyzed. What do I do? My major holdings are with AIG ( a financial company that is in the dirt) , yet I get an email today that says don't worry. I'm covered. OK - I hope so. How would I know, unless this is my full time job to manage my assets. My investment life is so important to my future, but it has little to do with my day to day survival. I have to ask, why aren't the guys who headed up all of these financial debacles culpable? They are still making millions while we all watch our trust/money go down the drain. I understand we are all responsible for our investments, our choices in companies that may go high or low with current economy. But why should we have to struggle with every bad choice these guys have made. Yes, I understand that when they make good choices, we all profit, and we are gambling money. But what about when they know they're making bad investments, just to make their portfolio/profits look good. What worries me, is that insiders know so much more than we do, and we can't react, and even if we knew enough to react, it wouldn't be in time.

It's just tough

2008-09-15T23:50:00.000-07:00

Tough day, tough night. What do I do? Actually, I have an answer, it's just not the direction I want to go.

It is only September 15th, but it has been an eternity worth of battles with Luke to get his school life together. In the last few/several years, I've begged, threatened, prayed, hoped, researched, given up, renewed hope, talked to teachers, principals, doctors, friends. I've been over involved, under involved, offered sports/taken away sports. Hired tutors, babysitters, enlisted help wherever and whenever I could find it. He just doesn't care. He lies to me all of the time about homework, missed assignments, studying, reading, etc. Yet, I'm paying $7000 a year for his tuition. Who is the stupid one here?

I'm letting go. We had a night of tears, begging and promises from Luke, but I am done. I've paid tuition through September for him, but will ask to put October on hold. I've looked at a ton of schools for him, but either they are not open for another student or the tuition is over 13,000 dollars a year. So pulling him means he will go to our "under achieving" neighborhood public school. Maybe that's OK. Maybe he'll thrive and do well. He's smart, he's quick, he's informed...he just does NOT care.

I wish so much Luke would want to put in the work so he can choose his future. As much as I love Jon Paul and Geoffrey, I want Luke to be the first boy of Patrick Forgeron who succeeds beyond dropping out of school. A kid who actually achieves getting his high school diploma, and moves on to college. A boy/man who builds some sort of work ethic, instead of always finding an easy way out.

I've never believed raising kids on my own (without an active father) is the best way to go. But Pat has made it clear (especially since we've moved to San Diego) that he has his limits...financially (not helping with "Cheer", childcare, or anything beyond tuition and his "child support".) and emotionally .. "I've taken them away from him" so he has no part of their life. He's so "financially hammered" yet he deals all of the time with JP and Geoffrey and their lack of cars, insurance, jail bond, etc. What about his kids who are trying to make it?

OK, pity party needs to end, just had to get it out of my soul.

Killer Chili

2008-09-14T22:29:00.000-07:00

I have to say,I made the most amazing "low fat" great tasting chili today, but I can't find the recipe I worked off of. (Though I did add a few changes) So here it is, to the best of my memory.

1 lb ground turkey
1 whole sweet onion (or any onion) chopped
1 tsp. dried oregano
1 tsp cumin
3 cups chicken stock
1 28 oz can of chopped tomatoes
1 8 oz can of tomato sauce
2 can of white cannelli beans (drained and rinsed)
2 bay leaves
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon baking cocoa
1 tablespoon chili powder
2 pinches of sea salt (optional)
grated cheddar (optional)

In a large pan, cook ground turkey and onions, until there is no pink left in the turkey. Drain. Add oregano and cumin, cook for 1 minute.

Mix in tomatoes, tomato sauce, chili powder, bay leaves, cinnamon, cocoa, chicken stock.

Cover and simmer for 45 minutes. Add beans and warm to temperature. (add salt if needed)

Serve with grated cheese on top (especially Vermont cheddar)

It is so good! The kids had several helpings.

Watched the Bronco/Charger game. Not to be a bad sport, but the Chargers should have won. Bad calls and bad luck. (Plus they should've made it into the end zone a couple of times, and they didn't.) At least it was the Broncos, but still.

It was so nice just to lay around, eat chili and watch the game. Sabrina was here, along with Alexis from church, it was nice. The girls made cupcakes (yum).

Talked to Heidi today - Jaime was in a bad car accident last night. Thankfully no one was badly hurt (one passenger with a broken hand, Jaime with a hurt ankle and back ache.) She ran into a block wall going 36 mph. Totaled her car. Oh, my sweet Heidi, she's dealing with SO much. She just moved again, and is still finalizing it all. The three girls without a whole lot of support from Jim. It's just overwhelming.

It's such a struggle. I get it. I need so much more support from Pat, but know it's unlikely it will ever come. I'm on my own raising Luke and Hannah day to day. I pray all of the time that I'm up to the task.

Sam The Cooking Guy

2008-09-11T21:50:00.000-07:00

I love "Sam the Cooking Guy"...it's a great show Sam started here in San Diego, beginning on local TV news with segments, then moving on to the "county channel" (or maybe it was the other way around) and now at Channel 4. You can see his bio and recipes at http//www.thecookingguy.com Go there, no kidding, his stuff is fabulous and easy.

Above is a picture of a shoot I was at on Tuesday. The show theme was all things "Crab". (In the picture... Sam in his kitchen at home, along with dog Haley and photographer/editor/ Shannon. Most of the shows are shot in his kitchen with one camera, a producer and Sam's assistant...a small crew that turns out a great show.

Sam and I got off to the same rough start as I did with just about everyone else at Channel 4. (Bad "press" from insiders, and my trying too hard to grow him into something else) But 2 years in now, I believe he finally knows I am on his side. I hope so.

That leads me into a "work" victory. After months of trying, working and begging, we have finally hired Michelle Witek as an associate producer. (Though she actually produces the "Sam" show.) She is a Jane Mitchell (reporter/host @ Ch.4) discovery who has been here more than 2 years as a contract employee. I'm so thrilled it finally happened today. Michelle truly deserves this, and it definately proves the power of perseverance and hard work on her part.

The other, and more important marker of the day.. it's been 7 years since the 9/11 attacks. Luke's class did a school assembly reminding and teaching the rest of the school about what happened that day. It made me cry. It seems not so long ago, I was in front of the television at Medlock watching everything unfold with Luke (7) and Hannah (5) watching along. I think I was so stunned, I didn't know what else to do but watch and listen.

My heart just breaks over what has happened since that day. The fact we still haven't captured the REAL terrorists who planned this horror, yet thousands of our young people have died in Iraq because Bush linked the attacks and Iraq together. I know history will show what an awful President he has been, but that doesn't help any of us now.

I pray with all of my being that Barack Obama is our next President. I can't even imagine John McCain and Sara Palin running our country. We need a fresh start, to build respect again around the world, to be looked at as leaders and not bullies. We need to be a country that CARES about it's people..the elderly, the children, the middle/lower middle class, the poor. Education, health care, civil rights.

Dear God, please don't make us go through four more years of Hell. We are the greatest country in the world, and we are so blessed to live here. Let us show the world the people we truly are, and not the angry, unengaged people we appear to be right now.

Back at Work

2008-09-09T22:13:00.000-07:00

Well, the restructuring has begun. Cox is going to centralize it's traffic and business divisions, meaning several people will lose their jobs. As of tomorrow, everyone will know who is going and (sort of) when. Two people I really enjoy and like are among those who will have to leave. (Laura Torres and Joe Doe -yes that's his real name) Cox is giving severence packages, "stay packages"and the advantage of staying employed for 4-9 months. As a corporate entity, I give it/them a huge amount of respect. As a person who is working there, it's hard to comtemplate. Who will be next? Me? I know that sounds selfish, but it's reality, and everyone is thinking the same thing. That makes for a truly difficult work enviroment, where everyone just wants to keep their jobs..this is not team building, it's survival.

So, what would happen if I had a few weeks or months before I lost my job? (It's not like this hasn't been a concern since the beginning) I can't say how many times I've done the math in my head, getting the kids through high school here in San Diego. I will have to make it 7 more years (plus) at Cox (or someplace else with the same kind of income) to get Hannah out of high school. I pray God has a plan, because at this point, I don't.

I know we could go back to Phoenix, and that would be OK, but finding another job there wouldn't be simple either. If I didn't have to worry about Pat's reaction, I'd look at Denver. It's my "home town"(though decades ago), Caroline and Ana are there, and it's a great place to live.

In reality, all I can do is day to day. Do my best at work, encourage the kids to be their best at school, cheer Hannah on with her cheerleading, find a sport for Luke. I learned this with "Gracelight Communications"...God will provide.

A "Kid" Weekend

2008-09-07T21:29:00.001-07:00

Yeah...the weekend! We all slept in until 8ish on Saturday morning. Pure bliss.
Hannah had her first game to cheer, in Otay Ranch. I got totally lost going there and were 3 minutes late, Han was not happy. But we made it. It was so bloody hot. 95 degrees (at least in the sun) for more than 3 hours. As hot as it was for us watching, I have no idea how the girls did it cheering. But, they did a great job. They looked like they've been doing it together for much longer than a few weeks.

This morning we made it to church. Luke and Hannah went to Sunday school, then we all met up at church as usual. Han had to leave early for "Cheer" pictures. Luke and I stayed for church, then Luke went with Bill Woo (one of our youth leaders) to his house for lunch and to watch a documentary . I love Bill. His kids are out of the "youth group" world, but he's still taken it on.

I did my Sunday run to the "farmers market" spending a fortune on veggies. It does pay off throughout the week, I just need to learn to use everything. I truly hate throwing stuff out, but at least what I do toss goes into our composter, so it will have a second life. I'm now trying to figure out what to plant for Fall, since it appears my cucumbers and sunflowers have met their demise. I did have a pumpkin seedling planted, but I think my gardeners tore it out, thinking it was dead. Ugh.

Han stayed with the Busalacchi's after pictures, then I took her for a haircut at the same salon I go to. (I had won a silent auction and got her haircut as part of it.) She looks beautiful.

Luke made himself a gourmet dinner tonight. He was so proud...and I have to say the small bite I took was delicious. He even cleaned up after himself. Woo-hoo!

This will be an interesting week at work. Cox Communications and CMI are going through (yet another) restructuring. We have no less than 3 meetings scheduled for the announcements. Another interesting week ahead.

Today...

2008-09-06T19:48:00.000-07:00

Hey! It's Hannah again today was my first football gome for cheer our team lost by one touchdown! But we put up a good fight. It was alot of fun then my mom my brother and I went to Litlle Italy with my Best Friends and there mom! It was alot of fun! I'll try to put up the picture of today when I get it!

Better Late than Never

2008-09-05T21:16:00.000-07:00

It's been awhile since I've posted. Very busy. School is going full speed ahead. We have cheer practice, games, pictures, etc. Hannah is 2nd from the left (on top) at cheer practice last night. Isn't that a great picture? She is awesome.

Had a wonderful time over Labor Day weekend at Cater's house in La Canada. It is the most kid freindly home you've ever seen. Trampoline, pool, ping pong table, pool table, play room with every video game (wii). Every year I make the kids do a "bath tub shot" because I have the "embarassing" pictures of them as little "guys" in the tub. So here they are today (far left to right)Claire, Erin, Megan, Hannah, Luke.

We also had a great girlfriend weekend. A lot of talking, many laughs, incredibly relaxing. Also hard talks, (work, me) (home, Heidi) (future, Cater). I just love we can all get together (kids and adults) and it's like we've never been apart. We are so blessed. (OK, I have to say this pictures is NOT GREAT. I have a droopy boob, Cater looks great, Heidi's in the dark.) I've tried every way I can to edit it from this blog..but no go. So this is what ya get.

Whoa - September?

2008-09-01T23:16:00.000-07:00

OK, where did the summer go. I know that sounds like an "old" persons voice, but honestly, where did it go? I am actually thankful we made it through with no official camps. Hannah had the amazing opportunity to visit Northern California (San Francisco) then camp with the Busalacchi's for 2 weeks at Burney Falls. Meanwhile, Luke had the wonderful chance to spend time with Lynn and Mike in Manhattan Beach, learning to surf (thank you Uncle Mike/Aunt Lynn!!) hanging with Josie (the dog) and pretty much being spoiled.

They also had time in Phoenix, with Pat both at the beginning and end of summer. Of course hanging with Di and Claire too. (Luke stayed awhile longer since Hannah had the beginning of cheer.)

Anyway, we celebrated the kid's birthdays at the "Spaghetteria", Lisa and Sal Busallacci's restaurant in Little Italy. Sweet Beke joined us (and Sarah B.) too.

Meanwhile all of the "boys" hung out in fornt of the restaurant..just being guys. (It's all good being a Busallacci in Little Italy.)

(Sal, PJ ,Joe, Luke,dont know, Pietro)

Tommorow, the story of our trip up North to La Canada for our "girlfriends" weekend.

OOps, Still Learning

2008-08-27T22:25:00.000-07:00

The blog below should be dated August 27th, cause Han's BD is tomorrow, the 28th. (I worked on it last night and saved it.) We'll have an early morning tomorrow picking up cookies or cupcakes for her class.

It's been a long day and night. Work, then "Back to School" night for the 8th graders (Luke's class). At 8 o'clock tonight, I came home to tears (Hannah) and anger (Luke) after our "babysitter/nanny" quit today via a letter. It's been building for months between Sami and Luke. They are both responsible for this bad turn. I am too, since I kept believing/trying to make it work. I have no control over Sami's actions, but I hope Luke understands his role in this. "It's not my fault" just doesn't work. He has to own his actions, and know they have repercussions. So do I. Now we move on.

As a temporary remedy, Lisa Busalacchi will be taking care of the kids, and I will be paying her for her time and gasoline. I clearly need someone committed to getting Hannah to cheer, as well as Luke if he decides to do sports. I feel blessed to have this as an option. We'll see how long it lasts.

As I said earlier, it was "Back to School" night. Two of Luke's teachers are the same (Mrs. Ludwig and Mrs. Guess) but he has a new (younger) math/science teacher (Ms. Wheatley). I walked out of the meetings knowing this is going to be a very busy year filled with expectations for both me and Luke. The class goes to visit "Saints HS" on October 8th. They have "admission tests" on January 24th. Part of me thinks I should get him tutored for that, yet I want him to concentrate on getting through 8th grade. I think making it through 8th grade is the priority right now. (I reserve the right to change my mind.)

Tomorrow, we have a birthday dinner for both Luke and Han at the Spaghetteria (owned by the Busallacchi's) in Little Italy. Should be fun, but I'm really ready for a quiet night soon.

Hannah's Birthday Eve

2008-08-26T21:54:00.000-07:00

Twelve years. Unbelievable. That's truly how I feel. My sweet baby girl came into my world at one of the worst times of my life. My mom (best friend) had died just 3 days before. I was devastated. But I've said this from the beginning and believe it to this day.. as my mom was going up, Hannah was coming down to us, and they met at some point and had a long discussion. There is NO blood relationship between the two of them (I was adopted) but they are so much alike (strong willed, organized, givers in this world). And their birthday's are just 2 days apart. Hannah was supposed to be named "Hannah Greer" (Greer for my favorite place in Arizona) Mom didn't like the name Hannah and said she would call her "Greer". I said, " You can call her what you want, but her name is Hannah". We never got mad about it, this was just matter of fact. Moments after Han was born, Pat said, "Let's name her Hannah Marian after your mom." It was one of the kindest moments in my life. Thank you, Pat.

So while she never got to see Nana Marian, she loves Grandma Forgeron. And Grandpa too, as well as Aunt Lynn, Uncle Mike, her brothers, Amy, Uncle Dan, Aunt Maryann, Uncle Bodie, Quinton, etc.

She's also devoted to her friends. Below is her confirmation picture at church, along with brother Luke, and friends, Cameron (tall) Alexis (just above Hannah) and Mikie (school classmate, church pal and friend).

I am so proud of my "baby" girl.

Hannah's First Post

2008-08-26T19:18:00.000-07:00

Hey guys! I'm Hannah! This is my first time blogging or what ever. When my mom first told me about this I wasn't really interested but now I think its pretty cool. Well I'm Hannah I've just started 6th grade! My best friend Sarah and I can't wait for this year. In case my mom hasn't told you I love love cheerleading! I'm a flyer and it's a ton of fun i doit with my best friend Sarah Busalacchi :)! I love hanging out with my friends cheering shopping texting talking hanging out with my nanny and going on the computer! Well I think that's all I'll try and do this as much as i can! Bye!

Michelle Obama's amazing speech

2008-08-26T18:13:00.000-07:00

When/if I let other people view this blog many will disagree with with my next sentence. I am NOT a political animal. In fact, I don't even like politics. I've covered them locally in Phoenix (including the impeachment of Governor Evan Mecham ) I've produced hours of local live coverage, I was the producer of our coverage of the DNC in Atlanta, I was at the inauguration of George Bush 1. I mostly felt drained after each event, never invigorated.

In the last several years, I've been a viewer and a citizen in the political world, not a journalist. I've been heartsick watching what the current George has done with our country both here and abroad. But I hate arguing about it all. It seems useless to me. People's bias' are so strong, and it's not my passion to change their minds.

My passion is my family and friends. I will fight for them and support them to the end. Unfortunately, I've seen most of them/us pay a huge price for the Bush administration's policies and the undermining of our freedoms. Now for the first time in a very long time...I am excited about what is happening in our country. I believe Barack Obama will be our next President. And after watching Michelle Obama's speech last night from the DNC, I know we will be incredibly blessed to have her as our First Lady. In case you missed it (or want to see it again) here it is:\\

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTFsB09KhqI

I figure we have one opportunity to get it right. I just hope we do it.

Surfing at La Jolla Shores

2008-08-23T22:32:00.000-07:00

Austin Oliver was 9 years old and living at the St. Vincent De Paul homeless shelter in downtown San Diego. He'd weathered worse, living in cars and moving place to place with his family. For more than 3 years he had no place to call home. Though he was only minutes away from the beach, he lived a world away.

Then came an event called "A Day at the Beach" put together 22 years ago by a group of local surfers looking to help out kids who had never known the joy of riding a wave on a board. Austin was one of the kids invited to the beach one sunny day in 1994. Today he's returned to the place that helped to change his life. But, this time as volunteer, teaching other kids, now homeless and living at St. Vincent de Paul. He talks to them about having choices in life, even when it feels like everything is out of their control. Not only did he learn to surf that day all those years ago, he learned that people really do care. Today, he's the one doing the caring.

I had the opportunity to meet Austin this morning, as he joined dozens of volunteers and 45 homeless kids for their "day at the beach." One of those kids was Forrest, 11 years old (the same age as Hannah) who's been living at SVdP for over a year.

Forrest told me about life at the shelter, sleeping in a room full of bunk beds along with his twin sister, his mom and step dad. He told me about "bug day" the day they have everyone leave their floors so the rooms can be cleared of the bugs that make their way in. He also told me about the cool after care/day care they have, where they can get on a computer, watch movies, and get help with homework. He's such a happy boy. Honestly, if you met him under any other circumstances, you'd never know the life he's living. Forrest loved being in the ocean, but preferred laying on the surf board more than actually riding on it. He also loved the idea of being on TV, but was bummed when he heard his story would only be on cable (they don't get Channel 4 at the shelter). When I finish the story, I'll get a DVD over there.

It was fun being out in the field again, now I hope I'll do the piece justice.

The day got even better with the arrival of Luke, home from Arizona!! Hannah spent the day at cheer camp and is spending the night with the Busalacchis'. Beke hosted a birthday dinner for Luke tonight with pizza on the grill. Tomorrow it's back to "real life" as we prepare for the first day of school on Monday. (The first week is all half days, so at least they're broken in slowly.) So here we go...8th grade for Luke...6th grade for Hannah. It's going by way too fast.

Shopping Day!!

2008-08-22T22:55:00.000-07:00

Quick post tonight because we have to get up early for Hannah's cheer camp. We had a great time SHOPPING at the Spectrum Center in Irvine. Beke, Han and I drove up and met Aunt Lynn. We arrived at 10:45 and left at 6 pm with many bags. Han had her birthday money from Grandpa Forgeron, and did a good job spending it. (Tilly's, perfume, Old Navy) We all had a BIG lunch at PF Changs, where Hannah discovered lettuce wraps. Yum. And "pinkberry" yogurt before we left. (Beke hates yogurt so went for Jamba Juice.) Han was so tired she conked out on the ride home.

Luke is still in Phoenix, and spending the night at Dads house with Claire. Sounds like he had a good birthday. I did have a conversation with Pat, and he hasn't gotten Luke his hair cut. I have to say, Luke's been there for two weeks, and all I asked was that he read his (2) books for school, and get a hair cut. Not happy. Luke's home tomorrow. I will love having him back, but DO NOT want to do battle over the hair. Maybe I'll have before and after pictures.

14th Birthday Eve

2008-08-21T21:02:00.000-07:00

My baby boy will be 14 years old tomorrow. How is that even possible? (By the way, Pat, his dad turned 51 today.) I will never forget laying in bed reading then "something" happened. That something was my "water breaking." We drove to Scottsdale Memorial Hospital...and after much walking the halls, etc. I was induced at 7 in the morning. 11 painful hours later, Luke came into our world..and we were so filled with joy, love, hope..awe. Until that moment I never knew love like this. He's my boy. Always will be.

And, his Nana Marian loved him beyond belief. He was blessed to have her as his caretaker/nana all through his first year of life, and even into his second. We were all so in love with this baby boy. We still are. Now he has to understand, the love is still there, but he's responsible for his future. He has choices to make. He has a life to build. We are right there with him, backing him, praying for him, loving him. His time is now. 14 years later, it's up to him.

OK, No Laughing Now

2008-08-20T17:31:00.000-07:00

Am I the 5K queen or what? Look at the power in those legs, the determination on that face. I am a girl with a goal! I needed to finish the "America's Finest City" 5K (held at Balboa Park) in less than one hour. I'm here to tell you..I did (52:24 to be exact!) That's how I spent my early morning on Sunday, and I actually enjoyed it. Clearly I didn't set any land/speed records, but it was a beautiful day in a beautiful place, and it was good exercise. (so good, I took a two hour nap later that day - but that's what Sunday's are for.

First Night

2008-08-20T00:20:00.000-07:00

Well, it's taken me well over an hour to figure this out..but here I am/we are. Finally blogging. More than anything, I want this to be a record of our lives together, and while I'd like others to see it, this is our place to keep our thoughts, hopes and day to day reality.

Tonight, Luke is in Las Vegas with his dad, staying at his Aunt Maryann and Uncle Dan's house. Hannah is with Sami (the "nanny") spending the night there. Tonight it's just me and Scooby. I am already up to late..I have to be at a sales meeting by 8:30 in the morning. Hope I can figure out how to find this blog again. Good night.