Winter!

Can you find the ash bucket in this picture? The wind finally stopped blowing yesterday, but the backyard is buried - along with the ash bucket.

Trying to have a merry merry....

I hate this time of year and I hate when people play games with me. WhenI'm open and upfront with someone, I expect the same and it just chaps my hide when that doesn't happen. When the people involved are hundreds of miles away and I ask for a little honesty from one of the parties involved, am I wrong? I don't think so. Not after words were said and ideas shared, and it was found that feelings were reciprocated, now is not the time to pull the silent card. Nothing will change We're here, they're there, why did he feel the need to lie? I'm just confused and I feel lonesome too. He was my best friend - I could tell him anything. Wish I could tell my husband everything, but he doesn't want to know. He'd prefer to be left alone - and I'm starting to feel that way myself. I wonder how people manage to be married to people and live separate lives, sometimes I think those are the lucky ones. If I could just pick up and go on vacation on my own, head to Ohio, head back to Idaho to see Gloria... Colorado may be a beautiful state, but it holds no attraction for me. Mostly because every thing we do in Colorado is at the whim of Steve - so he can do things with his cousin. - his unmarried cousin. Wow, so much fun for me.

Steve's not even fun for me anymore. He thinks giving the dog liquor is funny. I just want to tell him to grow the hell up. That's NOT funny. He thinks pissing me off is funny. SOOOO not funny. I feel like we have nothing in common. Even now that I'm not working, he comes home from work and he goes his way and I go mine. Boring, boring, boring. And I know him. We will never just take a weekend or a couple of days and do some romantic stuff, just us. Never happen in a a bazillion years. He won't think of it and I won"t ask. As soon as I have to ask, it doesn't have the meaning anymore. It's like if you have to remind your husband to give you a kiss goodnight or a kiss goodbye, you're not a wife anymore, you're a habit. I'm SICK to death of being a habit. He only misses me when he can't find anything - and I can. If I leave home for a night he'd miss me because the things that I would have done won't get done. He never thinks to pick up the slack, it will still be there waiting for me when I come home. Maybe marriage isn't meant to last a long time? Ha ha ha.... I don't believe that. I also just don't believe I've found who I belong with. At this stage of the game I'm apparently going to have to make do and be satisfied with less than perfect. I guess that's okay, he's getting less than perfect too... Wow, great way to spend eternity - wishing you were with the one you were meant to be with, before you got stupid and blew him off. Ouch. This sounds like some drunken mess, and I've only finished a glass of orange juice - believe me.... I'm cold sober!

What an awful day

I watched only 6 minutes or so of the memorial service in Ft. Hood today. Mr. Obama, I refuse to call you by your title as I believe you're not worthy, you are a despicable coward. Do you see what coddling Muslims does? Do you see the aftermath of what trying to be "friends" with the enemy does? I think of the soldier, just returned from active duty in Iraq, 6-weeks pregnant, filling out papers for a new assignemtn due to her pregnancy. What did she do to deserve her fate - other than be a loyal soldier who was willing to die to defend her country. How sad to lose it at home, at a military base, by a "fellow" soldier. I think of the joy of her family on hearing the news that there would soon be a new member of the family; their joy turning to horror and sorrow, and the grief they feel today and will feel every day for the rest of their lives. I think of the widows left behind, the children left with no father, mothers and fathers without their children, nieces and nephews left without aunts and uncles. For what?
Because they weren't muslim. Because they were all "infidels". The coward that killed these people the kind of "people" that you and that idiot Bill Clinton think you can reason with. You can't reason with hate Obama, it doesn't work that way. And does it bother me that you're one of them? Yes, it does.

I'm such a bad Grandma!

Hailey arrived last Tuesday! She weighed 8 pounds 9 ounces and was 21-1/4 inches long! Mom, baby, and dad are doing great! When I get to the computer with the pictures on the hard drive I'll add some. In the meantime, I'll take 20 lashes with a wet noodle!

Meghan and her Ruger

Meg was home from Scout camp for about a week before she had to head on to school for her (yay!) senior year. Ruger was so glad to see her, he practically glued himself to her the entire time. One night mom came over to play Wii and Meg just came downstairs to watch, followed by Ruger... And this is how they spent the evening. Ruger misses his Meghan when she's gone.

Snoozy Kurtz the Squirrel

A squirrel decided laying on the porch for a snooze was a good idea. Cute.

Meghan's mass disaster drill

Ewwwww. This is why I never volunteer for those things. Pretty realistic looking. The scenario was an air show at Offutt and a plane crashed. She ended up all the way out to Immanuel taken by bus. I'm thinking the chest wound would have made her a little more of an urgent status, but what do I know? LOL! Glad it all washed off!