I went to scope out a friends new digs at Gilleys in the Nugget Casino in Sparks, NV.
1. I’m too old for a Country a western nightclub.
2. They really should have better ropes if they don’t want me shenaniganing around in the VIP section. The couch matches my boots. It was meant to be.
3. I’m pretty sure that my beer was served in a mayonnaise jar. Mayo–wait for it—naise. I can’t decide if that’s cool or gross.
The attached photos are from our trip to the memorials in Normandy. The first shows, by the presence of the simple letter, “A” the sheer numbers of the brave. When you are there, standing on the cliffs, it changes your life and every thought that you have ever held about self sacrifice. There is no way to explain it other than this–looking at the cliffs and seeing the scars and weapons that are still here, seventy years later, you KNOW, in your soul, that every man who left a boat knew he was walking into sure death. That so many could look those cliffs in the eye and say, “yes, for the freedom of myself and others, I will” makes you feel both small and infinite at the same moment. The way that this visit changed my capacity to appreciate the sacrifice of others can’t be put into words.
Photo 2–my children in a scar from a bomb
Photo 3–the Army Ranger memorial. Because, everybody needs a laugh after a day like that one and leave it to a crew of Army Rangers to pick a memorial that looks like THAT!
To the men and women of the United States Armed Forces-present, future and past-your service and courage humble me and are the foundation of my belief that we can work to build a country we are proud of. Where we all learn the value of sacrifice for something greater than a selfish whim.
Thank you for who you are every day
Adam- what is the purpose of crystals that people wear on necklaces, Mom? Is it some kind of religious symbol?
Me- Well, it seems as logical a spiritual talisman than any other symbol, I guess.
Adam- It’s annoying, though, Mom. God is just such an unfalsifiable hypothesis. You can’t put your head around it, you know?
Me- when’s your anatomy test?
Adam – Stop trying to change the subject, Mom. I’m onto you.
Aaaah 15. A magical age.
Soooo. I made chocolate chip cookies…
And I had some chocolate frosting…. And I thought,
“hmmmm. I wonder if I……”
And then, MMMMMM happened. My kids might get rolled for their sack lunch this week.
Things that I’ve learned about myself while cleaning the home office:
1. I like keys. Hundreds and hundreds of keys that don’t open any locks. I think that I may have stolen them from jack Johnson.
2. Garage door openers??? I have 19! NONE of them open MY garage door…..
3. My husband was an adorable teenager. I totally would have gone steady with him.
4. I have the installation CD for every piece of electronic equipment I have ever owned. I also have 30 empty Jewell cases for music I love that I can read the jacket and not find the CD.
5. If I stay in the office for too long, my kids will fight with chicken leg bones in the kitchen and get NO homework done.
I woke up early this morning to clean my kitchen only to find that my children had stayed up after I went to bed to clean it for me–and they set up the coffee pot to brew. So I baked them brownies with strawberries and chantilly cream–for breakfast. Because I’m the Mom, that’s why. BREAKFAST IS MADE.
I bought a lotto ticket on my way home from the city. I know that people are starving and dying and stuff, but I have to admit that, if I won, I would pay to have a Garmin 610 custom made with a Star Wars face so that I wouldn’t have to debate with myself every morning which watch to wear.
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