
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Just Stuff. Not much really.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009
End of summer musings.

Thursday, September 3, 2009
Permit me one more post about my family.

While looking for quotes the other day i came across this little story that Troy had written in 1995 for our sister Kelly's funeral. Kelly committed suicide at the age of 35 after many attempts, starting as early as the age of 8. I hadn't read this piece in years. I was thinking about asking Troy if he still has this because of what is going on now.
As i had written here a few days ago, Troy's son committed suicide at the age of 24 on August 20. Unlike our sister, Joshua was not addicted to alcohol or drugs and there were no outward signs, nor were there any earlier attempts.
I don't normally put this kind of family stuff out often, but for some reason i feel a need to not move on quite yet with the blog, pretending that everything is normal. Nothing is normal.
I know with time the rest of us in the family will move beyond what feels so terrible now, but for Troy and Josh's older brother Brian, nothing will ever be normal again for them. In being around them these past two weeks i have found they are both much stronger than i had thought earlier and I take comfort in that.
Anyway, i love this piece that Troy wrote and wanted to share with you all what a special brother I have. He is kind man of simple tastes, an endearing lack of sophistication, and a deep heart and soul. His son Joshua was very much like him.
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When I was young, there was a tree growing near our house in a field across the way. This tree was not ordinary. The difference between ordinary and extraordinary was the life in this tree. The tree was not in good shape, it was split in two. Dry frail branches and wood revealed by the split was brittle and weathered. It was not a big tree, for it never fully matured.
As fragile as the tree was, one branch strived to produce, sucking all the nutrients it could from the earth. The end of this branch revealed its identity - a perfect peach dangled from the branch like an ornament on a Christmas tree.
How could a half dead tree still bear fruit? I stood in awe of that peach. I never wanted to pick the peach for fear it would not produce the next year. I admired its beauty and strength.
Year after year, the rest of the tree was aging and splitting even more. The brush of berry bushes, grass, vine and ivy overwhelmed it. Engulfed by its surroundings made it harder to spot where the peach was, but when your eye would catch it hanging on its last branch . . . . it was still the most perfect peach. I reached to it and touched the fuzz and knew it was firm. This peach was not to be picked by me ... or anyone else.
Years past without me visiting the tree, but I always knew it was producing one perfect peach. The end was inevitable given the tree’s dying trunk.
My last visit to the tree was not surprising, for the earth had finally taken the tree. . .
But God had picked the peach.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Jojo's List of End of Summer Stuff.

Thursday, August 27, 2009
Blog is now open for business for all.
We're making a video for Josh's ceremony. We're using "Above the Bones" by Mishka. If you have a chance, check it out. It's a beautiful reggae song with a very perfect message. For the baby pictures I'm trying to decide on whether or not to use Lennon's version or Ben Harper's version of "Beautiful Boy" . I'm leaning towards Lennon one minute and then Ben Harper the other. The only issue i have with the song is "Life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans." but there is a line in nearly every song that doesn't fit.
Though the Mishka song is perfect. Equeyaya, you little music queen, you might even have this song already.
Thank you for your thoughts and prayers for my family.
I'll be back very soon with a wine musings to replace this one. Maybe tonight.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Rules that I have for myself....What are your rules?

MENU OF THE DAY:
Music playing: http://www.pandora.com/ - have y'all heard of this? it's so great. You log on, plug in your favorite artist and it chooses similar music (like Genius on iTunes). Right now Counting Crows is playing the stripped version of Rain King.
Book: the new Pat Conroy, South of Broad. It started out great, but now it's starting to seem implausible. Especially the dialogue. And i'm having trouble liking some of the characters. But i will definitely finish it.
Photo: I didn't take it, Brian did. It's not recent, it's from that place we like to go on the beach at Vashon Island. But that's my little spot in the window and my book and my glass of chardonnay. (It's 180 degree view of the Puget Sound from that little spot.)
Quote: "God in his goodness sent the grape to cheer both great & small. Little fools will drink too much, big fools not at all."
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Being somewhat of an anal retentive personality, I have certain rules for myself that i follow. I am not saying they are good rules by any means, nor am i saying i am always successful following them. Here they are:
1. I could never not exercise even though i don't love it one bit. So i made a rule: that I never miss more than two days of exercise in a row unless I am on a vacation trip where running just isn't an option. (it's usually a flyfishing trip where going on a run could cause me to run into a critter like a cougar or the access is lousy and unsafe.)
2. If i miss more than two days because of a vacation i make certain i run as many days in a row (and longer) for every day i missed.
3. I try and wash my hair every Wednesday and Sunday. I hate washing my hair more than anything about getting ready.
4. I make it a rule to not shop sales. (it's cause i hate shopping.)
5. If i wear eyeliner i either wear it only on top or only on the bottom. I experiment every so often but usually end up looking like Rocky Raccoon or one of those ugly bitchy looking Vanity Fair models.
6. I don't give compliments that i don't mean.
7. If i say, 'let's do lunch', you can be sure I will be calling you for lunch.
8. If you say 'let's do lunch' but you make it a habit to not follow through, i won't be cancelling even a chance to go to the dentist to make time. (Because going to the dentist every 6 months is one of my other rules.)
9. I have to straighten crooked levelor blinds and pictures on the wall, no matter where i am. Seriously, i would do it in Buckingham Palace if i had to. So If you have crooked stuff in your home, don't be surprised if i get up in the middle of the conversation to fix them. (I do that so i can go back to concentrating on what you are saying.)
10. You can count on me when you need to get a job completed.
11. You can count on me getting pissed off if you don't get your own job completed if it makes more work for me.
12. I balance my checkbook every single month, to the penny. I always know what is in my account. Sometimes i check it twice just to be sure. (Part of this comes with having been more poor in my younger years. And having always worked in accounting, with confidence i felt I could run my checkbook balance down to about 89 cents a few days before payday since i kept such close tabs. It's why i keep separate checkbooks from my past two husband(s)... )
13. Because i love wine when i drink it i try to keep it to one glass per hour. For example, if it's four hours i will have four glasses. A bottle is my limit.
14. What i don't limit is the number of books i buy, nor will i ever. I figure it's my crack cocaine and it's a lot healthier and cheaper. I think honestly i have likely spent about $300 this summer alone on books.
15. I am never late to appointments.
16. I lift free weights (8 lbs) three days a week at the minimum. I won't go over that weight because i don't want my arms to look like Madonna's.
17. I don't pray, but i make sure that i tell God Thank You.
OK, allofyall..... what rules do you have for yourself? I may come back and add some more as i think of them. Now i have to go, cause it's Sunday and i need to wash my hair.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Thought i'd change my blog, lest y'all start thinking i'm whoring for more Comments!
