I decided this time to go pick out the wine. So I decide a Chardonnay this time.
We are at home (not in the motel) so I actually can serve it in real wine glasses. Prior to my first glass of wine, I had already had a couple beers. After two glasses of wine, I was, well...I guess you'd just have to say drunk, my hubby was loving enough to let me lay my head on his lap while the room spun....LOL I know your laughing cause most of you know that my tolerance is way above that, but seriously I was concerned. I asked him, "Did you put something in my drink?" He just laughed. Sometime later that night he woke me up to go to bed.
The next evening after supper we decided to have another glass of wine. Now I add two glasses the night before so I'm expecting we have plenty....NO, that's not the case. I bought a box and a bottle, Obviously Walker likes Chardonnay very much, there is barely enough for two glasses left in the box. There is still a bottle stashed to the back of the frig though. So yes, we finished both that night...I do like that and slept like a baby, I think we've mastered the taste test. :)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Now what?
Well early this morning my husband left to return to his home in North Carolina. If you know us, you know the stint for Oil and Gas is temporarily postponed (at least for me) Hubby says it's over for him... The last two weeks here we have spent getting his business started back up. North Carolina is what he knows and where he wants to be. And though I'm thinking that we are still just newlyweds and shouldn't be spending time apart, it's probably necessary til "we" each individually decide what to do with our futures.
The idea I guess is that I'll somehow run "his" company, and have set it up so that I could do that from Oklahoma or North Carolina. It all sounds good right now and maybe it'll even work, who knows. In the meantime, I have to wonder, what do I do with my time now? Maybe some of you are thinking, well you should of went with...Maybe so, but I have a granddaughter that may possibly have to have heart surgery in a few weeks and I wanted to hang around and make sure things went well. North Carolina is a long way from home, you can't just jump in the car and be here in a few hours.
So though I plan to follow him in about three weeks, that's three weeks, I have nothing to do. I'm not used to not working and I've already been off for a month almost. If you know me, you know this is really tormenting my obsessive/complusiveness. I need to be working, whether that's research, data entry or slinging hash (which is what I'd prefer by the way) I need to be doing it. Hopefully I'll be able to write quiet a bit during this time...Sorry if the subjects aren't fun during this time :)
I want to open a restuarant, it's been my desire since I was about 16 years old. I'm at a point now in my life that I believe I could open a restuarant and be successful. Yes, I know times are not good, but all people go out to eat, whether good or bad economy and I do know this first hand after being in the business after 25+ years. My dilemma would be, that if Hubby's business is succcessful in North Carolina, that's probably where we will end up living the majority of the time. But I have a daughter that I forced the F&B business on, that also has it in her genes and "our" dream was always to joint venture this little diner/cafe etc....We even already have this business named for years and have agreed on the decor and menu, this isn't just a last minute thought. It's a well-laid out plan.
Essentially that means that opening a food place in North Carolina won't fit the bill....
Over the last few weeks, it seems that the doors are just opening for the time to open my own. There are several for lease here in Duncan and this general area. I'm in a position and a time in my life where I'm ready and Jenn is itching as much as me to get started. LOL....
I dont know what I'll do, I suppose I could do both. But the traditional part of me would like to lay down with my husband every night and not make do with a long distance phone call.
Maybe I'll just get it started and let Jenn run it....
The idea I guess is that I'll somehow run "his" company, and have set it up so that I could do that from Oklahoma or North Carolina. It all sounds good right now and maybe it'll even work, who knows. In the meantime, I have to wonder, what do I do with my time now? Maybe some of you are thinking, well you should of went with...Maybe so, but I have a granddaughter that may possibly have to have heart surgery in a few weeks and I wanted to hang around and make sure things went well. North Carolina is a long way from home, you can't just jump in the car and be here in a few hours.
So though I plan to follow him in about three weeks, that's three weeks, I have nothing to do. I'm not used to not working and I've already been off for a month almost. If you know me, you know this is really tormenting my obsessive/complusiveness. I need to be working, whether that's research, data entry or slinging hash (which is what I'd prefer by the way) I need to be doing it. Hopefully I'll be able to write quiet a bit during this time...Sorry if the subjects aren't fun during this time :)
I want to open a restuarant, it's been my desire since I was about 16 years old. I'm at a point now in my life that I believe I could open a restuarant and be successful. Yes, I know times are not good, but all people go out to eat, whether good or bad economy and I do know this first hand after being in the business after 25+ years. My dilemma would be, that if Hubby's business is succcessful in North Carolina, that's probably where we will end up living the majority of the time. But I have a daughter that I forced the F&B business on, that also has it in her genes and "our" dream was always to joint venture this little diner/cafe etc....We even already have this business named for years and have agreed on the decor and menu, this isn't just a last minute thought. It's a well-laid out plan.
Essentially that means that opening a food place in North Carolina won't fit the bill....
Over the last few weeks, it seems that the doors are just opening for the time to open my own. There are several for lease here in Duncan and this general area. I'm in a position and a time in my life where I'm ready and Jenn is itching as much as me to get started. LOL....
I dont know what I'll do, I suppose I could do both. But the traditional part of me would like to lay down with my husband every night and not make do with a long distance phone call.
Maybe I'll just get it started and let Jenn run it....
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Why I hate Valentines day........
In grade school it was fun....you bought valentines cards for everyone and you got one back for every one you gave. There was a little classroom party usually with cupcakes and lots of excitement. This is probably where the expectations started...As you never had to look and wonder why Bob didn't give you a valentines, it was mandatory!
That's what i hate about it today, it's still mandatory! Well, at least it is if you are coupled up. (If you are single on Valentines day, well that's a whole other blog but single ladies, dont forget yourself, go get that belt you've been eyeing that's over a hundred bucks and really treat yourself. It's still your day and you won't have no disappointments if you are treating yourself.)
And if you dont get anything, then the disappointment follows. But here's what I want to say about that. I dont want a damn heart box of chocolate (it's not that great), I dont want flowers that will die next week and remind me that you didn't even put thought into a purchase. I dont want another piece of jewelry that you feel obligated to give me. Dont get me wrong, all women like jewelry to an extent but why do we have to wait for Valentines day to get it?
I want Walmart to remove the Valentines aisle that allows men to walk in and pick something up without giving a second thought to the reason they are even there. That aisle cripples their brain, removes any creativity that might have been there to begin with and enables them to pick and choose as a robot what little distinctive gift shows their love!!!!!! BS!
And I dont even want there to be a day designated to say you love me! How about any day? On a monday that's rainy or snowy or sunny, choose that day to say you love me and show it in some form. Perferrably not in a material way. How can spending money on me show the depth of your love? Money is easy, I want the thought, the motive behind. I want the real depth of your emotions to flow through with just one thoughtful little gesture that day.
All women want something for Valentines day, we've been conditioned to believe that it's an acceptable day for just such a little trinket, but what we really want is for you to think about it. The candy and flowers are acceptable, really they are but to us it's just a settlement because you didn't think about anything else. It'll keep you out of the dog house no doubt but I dont think it'll gain you many more points down the road. A little note expressing your love or appreciation, my first hot cup of coffee that i didn't have to get up and make myself. A new book to read. Or my car washed and maintenanced without me having to ask. An hour of my tv show that holds absolutely no interest to you. Hell, I'd love a foot rub. I'm not much for purchaseable romance, it seems all so unthoughtful. Romance truly isn't about buying me something and to me seems so distant and cold. Maybe the writer in me is just a sucker for nice words. They stay true.
These things I will treasure...these things I will remember when I'm 80. The flowers will be forgotten, the candy will too. I'll save the card but I probably wont remember what gift came with it.
So in preparation for Valentines Day, think of what he/she means to you, and then take the time to tell them in your most sincerest form. Think about one little thing that they would probably like to have done for them on this day and do it for them. Show them in a real way that you love them today and everyday.
That's what i hate about it today, it's still mandatory! Well, at least it is if you are coupled up. (If you are single on Valentines day, well that's a whole other blog but single ladies, dont forget yourself, go get that belt you've been eyeing that's over a hundred bucks and really treat yourself. It's still your day and you won't have no disappointments if you are treating yourself.)
And if you dont get anything, then the disappointment follows. But here's what I want to say about that. I dont want a damn heart box of chocolate (it's not that great), I dont want flowers that will die next week and remind me that you didn't even put thought into a purchase. I dont want another piece of jewelry that you feel obligated to give me. Dont get me wrong, all women like jewelry to an extent but why do we have to wait for Valentines day to get it?
I want Walmart to remove the Valentines aisle that allows men to walk in and pick something up without giving a second thought to the reason they are even there. That aisle cripples their brain, removes any creativity that might have been there to begin with and enables them to pick and choose as a robot what little distinctive gift shows their love!!!!!! BS!
And I dont even want there to be a day designated to say you love me! How about any day? On a monday that's rainy or snowy or sunny, choose that day to say you love me and show it in some form. Perferrably not in a material way. How can spending money on me show the depth of your love? Money is easy, I want the thought, the motive behind. I want the real depth of your emotions to flow through with just one thoughtful little gesture that day.
All women want something for Valentines day, we've been conditioned to believe that it's an acceptable day for just such a little trinket, but what we really want is for you to think about it. The candy and flowers are acceptable, really they are but to us it's just a settlement because you didn't think about anything else. It'll keep you out of the dog house no doubt but I dont think it'll gain you many more points down the road. A little note expressing your love or appreciation, my first hot cup of coffee that i didn't have to get up and make myself. A new book to read. Or my car washed and maintenanced without me having to ask. An hour of my tv show that holds absolutely no interest to you. Hell, I'd love a foot rub. I'm not much for purchaseable romance, it seems all so unthoughtful. Romance truly isn't about buying me something and to me seems so distant and cold. Maybe the writer in me is just a sucker for nice words. They stay true.
These things I will treasure...these things I will remember when I'm 80. The flowers will be forgotten, the candy will too. I'll save the card but I probably wont remember what gift came with it.
So in preparation for Valentines Day, think of what he/she means to you, and then take the time to tell them in your most sincerest form. Think about one little thing that they would probably like to have done for them on this day and do it for them. Show them in a real way that you love them today and everyday.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The call....
Travis and I stopped at Braum;s tonight to have supper. Sitting in the opposite booth of us was an older man. His phone rings....after a few minutes of adamantly trying not to hear his conversation, it's apparent that this man is talking to a child of his recently deceased widow. He's bought a smaller house and wishes them to come get some of the stuff he no longer has room for. By now I can't help but listen, though I've tried not to eaves drop this whole time, as I look at my husband I realize he has also heard the conversation. Fighting tears, I tell Travis, this is the call I hope we never have to take.
Inevitably we both know we will....and I think the reality of that sometimes takes over our daily lives. I've already buried one parent and for that week, I felt as if the world had stopped, I can't imagine doing it again. You want to plan, you want to be thorough, but there's no way to approach the subject. My step-father has been diagnosed for the last 5 years with a terminal illness, now's he's a stubborn man and may outlive all of us but the fact remains that it's there. My parents sometimes force me to have the conversation, I dont like it and I fight it but they give me no alternative. There's no way to prepare yourself for the loss of the those who bore you. And they talk details, nothing is mentioned about how to go on...Maybe they dont know and they are trying to make me come to terms with it but I just dont know where to go AFTER that.
I guess that's all our greastest fears is those that we leave behind. I know it is for me, I often think of my children and family after I'm gone and will they be ok....I dont think we are ever ok, nothing is ever the same again and words not spoken are left there in the memory of those left here.
I think the saddest thing is that parent that leaves the other behind....If you've spent your entire life with someone, having them suddenly not there has the be the loneliest feeling that there could possibly be.
That man sitting there in that booth tonight was totally alone and his call wasn't at all about what was left behind but maybe just about seeing those kids again and having some company. There was nothing we could do for him and prayers seem fruitless now....I do hope those children realize that that call was one of desperation and take some of their time to see to his needs.
Inevitably we both know we will....and I think the reality of that sometimes takes over our daily lives. I've already buried one parent and for that week, I felt as if the world had stopped, I can't imagine doing it again. You want to plan, you want to be thorough, but there's no way to approach the subject. My step-father has been diagnosed for the last 5 years with a terminal illness, now's he's a stubborn man and may outlive all of us but the fact remains that it's there. My parents sometimes force me to have the conversation, I dont like it and I fight it but they give me no alternative. There's no way to prepare yourself for the loss of the those who bore you. And they talk details, nothing is mentioned about how to go on...Maybe they dont know and they are trying to make me come to terms with it but I just dont know where to go AFTER that.
I guess that's all our greastest fears is those that we leave behind. I know it is for me, I often think of my children and family after I'm gone and will they be ok....I dont think we are ever ok, nothing is ever the same again and words not spoken are left there in the memory of those left here.
I think the saddest thing is that parent that leaves the other behind....If you've spent your entire life with someone, having them suddenly not there has the be the loneliest feeling that there could possibly be.
That man sitting there in that booth tonight was totally alone and his call wasn't at all about what was left behind but maybe just about seeing those kids again and having some company. There was nothing we could do for him and prayers seem fruitless now....I do hope those children realize that that call was one of desperation and take some of their time to see to his needs.
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