Moving Day… First, it was later than originally planned, and now it seemed sooner than anticipated. After several weeks (or was it months) of renovations, Al and I moved back into the house last night. Even though we all have talked about it, and planned for it to happen… it will take some time to get used to everyone being under the same roof.
The fact that it was Mother’s day seemed a little “disjointed” as well, particularly since my wife did not feel she was shown enough attention or appreciation by myself or her children. So the day was off to a rocky start. But, you know… life is like that sometimes.
It was a good, productive weekend all in all. We finally got my daughter’s new bed together and found her some new bedding. When we got everything in her room it was really stunning. Now we need to get her room painted. We also got the bed in my wife’s room this weekend and the new bedding on there. We just painted her room and shampooed the carpets and moved in the furniture so that room is completely transformed! It looks fantastic.
There’s still a good bit of work to do throughout the house and garage – but now that we are there, it will be easier to schedule.
I had a hard time getting to sleep last night. Part of it was just being keyed up from working non-stop right up to bed-time. I didn’t do anything to “wind down” first and so my mind was still going a mile-a-minute when I laid down. Then it was getting used to the different sounds of the house. All of them familiar to me, but also different that what I had gotten used to at the apartment. I did finally fall asleep sometime between 2 and 3 am.
A big part of it too is that ’m never really at-ease around clutter. Right now, with us in transition, and the house still being worked on, there are things EVERYWHERE! And that kind of environment for some reason fills me with nervous energy. I guess that makes a good case for Feng Shui. I hope I can get the house in good order before my son’s graduation in two weeks. If not – I might be a nervous wreck by then. That would not be good for ANYONE!
I realize that life is also about making things happen. So, I know to have the type of environment I need in order to feel a sense of peace, I have to make it happen. I’m going to have to put forth whatever effort is required to get the clutter either packed away, thrown away or given away so that it does not have a negative effect on me. Big words coming from a pack-rat like me!
So, in the days and weeks ahead of me, I think I’ve got my work cut out for me. Let’s see… there’s more packing, more moving, more unpacking, more sorting, more tossing, more trashing, more donating, more shuffling, more storing, more painting, more spackling, more hanging, more folding, more sweeping, more more more more… there’s just a bunch to do!
Lucky for me – I’m surrounded by wonderful family, friends, and a soon-to-be peacefully un-cluttered home environment! I wish the same for all of you!
WOOF ya later!
~ bbw
Monday, May 14, 2007
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
05/01/2007 - JIMMY CRACKED CORN...
The following opinion is attributed to an anonymous New Jersey housewife. I tend to agree with her sentiment and thought I would share it here.
Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from our nation's' capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?
And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was "desecrated" when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...Well, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for Incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere possession of which is a crime in Saudi Arabia. I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed throat. I'll care when the cowardly so-called "insurgents" in Iraq come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques. I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow themselves up in search of Nirvana care about the innocent children within range of their suicide bombs. I'll care when the American media stops pretending that their First Amendment liberties are somehow derived from international law instead of the United States Constitution's Bill of Rights.
In the meantime, when I hear a story about a brave marine roughing up an Iraqi terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don't care. When I see a fuzzy photo of a pile of naked Iraqi prisoners who have been humiliated in what amounts to a college-hazing incident, rest assured: I don't care. When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank: I don't care. When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed "special" food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being "mishandled," you can absolutely believe in your heart of hearts: I don't care. And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled "Koran" and other times "Quran." Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and - you guessed it - I don't care ! ! ! ! !
If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your e-mail friends. Sooner or later, it'll get to the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior! If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great country!
A few last thoughts:
"Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Marines don't have that problem." -- Ronald Reagan
"If we ever forget that we're One Nation Under God, then we will be a nation gone under." -- Ronald Reagan
Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you. One is Jesus Christ, the other is the American G. I.. The first died for your soul, the other for your freedom.
In case we find ourselves starting to believe all the anti-American sentiment and negativity, we should remember England's Prime Minister Tony Blair's words during a recent interview. When asked by one of his Parliament members why he believes so much in America, he said: "A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in... And how many want out."
WOOF ya later!
~ bbw
Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from our nation's' capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?
And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was "desecrated" when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...Well, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for Incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere possession of which is a crime in Saudi Arabia. I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed throat. I'll care when the cowardly so-called "insurgents" in Iraq come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques. I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow themselves up in search of Nirvana care about the innocent children within range of their suicide bombs. I'll care when the American media stops pretending that their First Amendment liberties are somehow derived from international law instead of the United States Constitution's Bill of Rights.
In the meantime, when I hear a story about a brave marine roughing up an Iraqi terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don't care. When I see a fuzzy photo of a pile of naked Iraqi prisoners who have been humiliated in what amounts to a college-hazing incident, rest assured: I don't care. When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank: I don't care. When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed "special" food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being "mishandled," you can absolutely believe in your heart of hearts: I don't care. And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled "Koran" and other times "Quran." Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and - you guessed it - I don't care ! ! ! ! !
If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your e-mail friends. Sooner or later, it'll get to the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior! If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great country!
A few last thoughts:
"Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Marines don't have that problem." -- Ronald Reagan
"If we ever forget that we're One Nation Under God, then we will be a nation gone under." -- Ronald Reagan
Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you. One is Jesus Christ, the other is the American G. I.. The first died for your soul, the other for your freedom.
In case we find ourselves starting to believe all the anti-American sentiment and negativity, we should remember England's Prime Minister Tony Blair's words during a recent interview. When asked by one of his Parliament members why he believes so much in America, he said: "A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in... And how many want out."
WOOF ya later!
~ bbw
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