Showing posts with label Cindy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cindy. Show all posts

Monday, June 06, 2011

Glad for Sunscreen



My mother is getting ready for dying.  How can this be?  Well she is giving me things, like letters, and old photos of myself.  I have begged her to stop giving me things.  "Mom!, my house is tiny, I have been married for 26 years, we have so much stuff;  I don't have room for ANYMORE!"  Well, this is what she gave me.  Yellowed copies of my wedding day photos.  I have taken this one, and fixed the colors and and added the date on Photoshop.

As Jordan and I were looking at this, we both commented on how little I have changed.  Yes,  I am heavier, and I am proud of the gray hair, but I don't think my teeth have yellowed,(no coffee, no smoking) and I have to say I don't have any wrinkles.  (hats, and spf 15)   As I thought about whether or not to post these feelings of my appearance,  I thought "why not"?  Why shouldn't a woman of my years give herself a big old pat on the back?  I don't think it is wrong  to be happy in my own skin.  Skin that is fabulously supple and young... hee hee.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Poison Def Trick

Here are just a few photos from the Def Leppard, Poison, Cheap Trick concert. Camera's were not allowed, but since when have I followed the rules?

Def Leppard
Good Sunset shot, at least I like it.
Dave and one of his best friends Steve, oh and he is also the boss.
I think they were either talking about business, or building their muscles, since they are gym buddies too.
Rachel and Kelly are two of Dave's co workers.
Rachel is just plain silly, for obvious reasons.

Dave and I have been to many concerts this year. This was my least favorite. I did not care for any of the bands. But... I LOVE to people watch. This is dude with
a genuine
Harley Davidson Gray Haired Mullet.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Hijinks and Fun For All at Wal-mart

So we have all seen the Wal-mart Bingo Game right? You can link to a copy by clicking on the name right here. Well, yesterday I was an official game piece of the game;
"obese person using scooter".


Yes, even my well dressed husband, just home from the office was sorta embarrassed to see me in the scooter. I had a bad day and was using Tiny's blanket around myself all day. I had no idea it shed lint like a dog in the spring. I had little white and pink cotton balls all over myself, no make-up and bed-head hair. I had on sweat pants and a "right from the trailer park" scowl of misbegotten fortune. I had never been more proud to be included in the Wal-mart family as I did yesterday! I am only sorry we didn't get a photo. Just close your eyes friends, picture it in your minds as you have just read my vivid description, and maybe, just maybe the picture in your mind will be even better than one I could provide.


Tiny has missed camp this year. Her gum grafts are still miserably painful. She is having a hard time swallowing her spit, standing for any length of time; you know, that old chestnut.

Jordan has done miles better, she was back at the office today.

Malaina wisely chose not to come home to the "Glad Convalescent Home for Losers" this weekend, and holed up in her "choice" dorm room up at the University of Utah.

And I would not blame my darling husband if he somehow forgot his way home from work tonight, or suddenly had to go out of town on a business trip.


Oh-My-Gosh!!...Did anyone watch Jon+Kate =8 last night? I do not watch the show, but I was scrolling down my menu guide and couldn't resist looking at it.
If there is ever a more sad ending to a marriage than this one I hope I never see it.
  • What was Jon doing with two diamond solitaires in his ears?
  • Jon says, "I'm only 32"--translation: "get me the hell out of here".
  • Kate says, "I don't hate Jon"
  • Jon says, "I don't hate Kate."
  • Cindy says, "What kinda crap are you trying to shovel me here?"
  • The dissolution of the marriage was going on for months and months, if they went to marriage counseling, I am sad it wasn't enough for their kid's sakes.
  • Lesson: Do NOT BARK at your husband! And never stop COURTING your wife.

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