Hi Wabbit...must see pics of grandbabies!!!!! I just hope exDIL has become somewhat sane to deal with.
DD musta picked up some of yer motherin ways
Poor Peachie you sound scroogish...did I tell you all that one year I put a banner on my front door that said bah humbug? Yes I did.... this year I may stick a wreath on the door , put a snowman out - and call it good...while Im at it I think I'll throw some doilies or table cloths over all these boxes , stick a lamp on them and call that good too. DH has been lighting a fire under my hiney to unpack.. hes been doin most of it... I just dont have the giddyupand go...

i am depressed---a friend died of a heart attack last night---only forty six years old--- and totally in shape---very athletic---no history of heart problems---------i am too sad to write about how great he was but if you want to see why i am so sad go here----http://www.brenansfh.com/Obituaries/32767/

his little boy's birthday is tomorrow and his daughter is an adorable child they adopted from China----- he was a great friend and everyone in the market where i work knew him--he walked through every day on his way to and from work and the whole market was depressed today---------------

My giddyup has been gone for years now.

Kaydy is now 22 months old and she is so beautiful it makes my heart hurt. She has huge brown eyes and when ever you take her places she gets the comments about what a cutie pie she is. She's not quite old enough for cookie baking. She would have a hard time with the concept of "the frosting goes on the cookie, not in your mouth, and not in your hair, and not in your ear.... and not in Grandma's ear."

I'm a scrooge too, although it's hard to do with these sweet kiddies here. There's something so wonderful about having a serious conversation with a 5 year old about how Santa can still get into the house even when you don't have a chimney. I went to a school concert at the Catholic School tonight. Little angels, they were so cute. DS's gf's 5 year old son was singing. It seems only a few years ago that DS was up there in his red sweater, looking so sweet.

Vincent was going for his first professional portrait tonight. I can't wait to see his photos.

One of DD's childhood friends stopped by the house today. She's 27 years old, with a 3 year old daughter and she has stage 3 ovarian cancer. Her sister died at 17 with the same cancer. You have to wonder where is the plan in all of this? Sometimes life is too hard. It sure isn't fair.

Bagzie, I'm so sorry!! We must have been posting at the same time........ Like I said life is too hard and it sure as **** isn't fair. I'll be praying for his family.

I am at a loss as to why I seem scroogish. Perfect 2008 is a Christmas cow tradition. I am quite cheery. Well, not quite cheery but cheeryesque.

Great news though!!! Don Imus is coming on the radio!!!! Yay!!! That makes me cheery even though I never hear or see his show.

So sorry about your friend, Bagz. Wabbo is right about life and fairness.

Thanks girls---my sister is especially in tune with what my friend's wife will be going through---i just hate to see kids do without great parents--there are all kinds of situations where there are no parents due to 'deadbeat' dads,etc,but when someone like Brian or our George dies unexpectedly and their children are so little,and they were wonderful fathers,it just makes it so hard to take----i remember during 911 when they named all those parents who died--they were all parents of young kids--- it is NEVER nice to lose a Dad or a Husband----we know that more than ever here at Cows with our Dear Wabby------------i guess i just am sensitive to little kids losing dads----however,i also know that Wabby's grandbabies are missing out on a Fabulous Granddad,so i guess the pain gets spread around no matter what------------i better shut up ,i am making myself more depressed=---sorry cows---thanks for letting me run off steam..................

Oh Bagzie, I'm so sorry. I went to his obituary and it just doesn't seem possible for people in the prime of life to just go like that. I guess that kind of loss touches pretty much every family, but every time it happens, I just can't get my head around it. I think I've been to more funerals of young to mid-life people than I have of old people. How is that possible? It makes me angry.

I was talking to my sister and my BIL earlier today. She is upset because her dad (my step-dad) has gotten a bad report about his prostate cancer. It was in remission for about 7 or 8 years, but is now at an advanced stage. However he is healthy as an ox, as he almost always has been, and if he can tolerate some medications they want to give him (no radiation or chemo they say), it may not advance any further. This in a 91 year old man! I feel for my sis, but honestly, knowing him, he might still be kickin' in 5 years. My mom seems to be looking at it very matter of fact-ly. They are looking into alternatives in case there is more appropriate treatment for him, but what they won't do is throw up their hands and say So be it! It's not the way they do things, and after all, he is a very vital 91. I had thought after talking to my mom that this wasn't the scariest thing at all, but now after talking to my sister, I don't know.

Peaches, I'm writing up your bio right now, complete with pictures:

Or:



Get me off of this computer. I have done nothing productive all day. Our furnace died this morning and I waited half the day for the repairman, who arrived 20 minutes before I was supposed to be at the high school to help proctor the math meet (I can't seem to stop volunteering...) so I really haven't accomplished anything. I was looking up recipes for dog treats involving wild game livers when I got involved with you darlings.

Ta

Oh thank you for the bios. I love me when I read the first one. I sound like a typical cashier in the second.

News: Remember when I thought I was getting this job teaching but they never hired anyone because their enrollment dropped? That man called today and put me on the phone with another school, a lock up one, that needs a teacher. I told her I'd come talk tomorrow. But do I want to leave the supermarket? I am pretty fed up with being mistreated at work. And today, I solved two problems at work. Not really. That's a euphemism. First, the lottery till has come up short by $50 three times. Two of those times, I had access to it and it really bugged me. But I figured it out. Florida has a Millionaire Lottery that costs $20 and in some cases, pays an immediate $50. Music comes out of the machine and a thingie that says "this is redeemable for $50." We throw all that lottery trash out and this looks like the trash so throw it out and give the people $50.

Second thing is I saw this guy looking like he might be up to no-good at work and I told a manager who said he'd tell the guy's boss. Two days later, I told my own boss who told the guy's boss who was hearing it for the first time. They pulled up videos from that day and saw what I saw.

Bored yet?

Me too.

How about if I turned in this:

Dear Managers: What is your sign? What is your proudest accomplishment? What is your favorite TV show? What in your life do you wish you could do over? Name three things you do every day. What were your dreams when you were a kid? Did any of these come true? What is your favorite food? What was the last book you read and when. Thank you for answering. I would like to get to know you better first.

So ... I am up. I am going to the interview, I guess. I am just torn.

Hoooo boy - I was coming over here to whine about how cranky I am and how messy my house is and then I read all these sad stories that are MUCH more important than my stupid mood. So sorry for all those who are in pain right now. It's just not fair, is it?

Will be back later.

Didn't I post earlier today? Guess not. I was going to whine a bit anyway, so you wouldn't feel bad about being cranky, Sug. Can't remember what I was going to whine about. Pity, eh?

I'll bet I'm the only person in the world who did this today: Make dog treats from moose liver. Yes, indeed. I have baked half of them so far, really should go bake the rest and be done with them. What a mess! But they came out great and I'm going to send them to my little doggie friends. Of course Jet will get some too. Then I can go shopping for some nice containers to put them in.

Tomorrow, my sweet dd gets to hear her Music Theory final project, a string quartet, played by a group of fellow students. Apparently there is a Demo String Quartet group or something, that plays all of the class's compositions. Wish I could go and listen. I think it would be kind of exciting and scary at the same time -- if it really sounded like crap, horrors! On the other hand, having good musicians perform what you composed would be a real kick.

I am researching stuff to do in Boston next week when I drive down to bring her home for vacation. Maybe some downtown shopping and a little Christmas lights viewing.

How Now Blue Cows! I'm so sorry to hear about your friend Bagzz, and your StepDad Kiwi... I think we've all had our share of heartache these passed two years! I sure hope that 2008 is a happy one for us all. I have no words of comfort or wisdom..there is no rationale for taking good people good parents and leaving bad people and baby breeders on earth.
Hate to be a pollyanna, but when I get to feelin carpy I think how lucky I am .. I still have my DH my biggest Xmas present this year.
Kiwi, can someone tape DDs Theory project? she is sooo talented! and look at you go with that moose liver!


Cowpie: Good luck on the interview! Do what your heart tells you to do! It sounds like you made a nice niche fer yerself in the liqour store ... I hate those getting to know you things! If I want you to know me, I'll tell ya -udderwise I prefer to keep em guessing!

gotta git to work! will report in with Bio so you get to know me better later

We got another 3 or 4 inches of fluffy snow last night. Everytime I let the dog out she would come in with giant flakes on her. Do you know how hard it is to play fetch in the new snow? We lost a tennis ball in a snowbank and had to go get a new one. I think we will be going through quite a few this winter; after all, it is her favorite sport. Although I am making good progress on teaching her to fetch my slippers, too

Hey Schatzi, I'm glad you are celebrating a new house and a healthy dh! In fact, I am pretty optimistic about my stepfather's prognosis; he's a tough old feller fer sure.

And in the plus column as well: I know 3 people who are about to give birth. And 2 of them are actually adults! Well, I may be too harsh on the 3rd, she is 19, so she's technically an adult. She is one of DD's old friends and we were impressed that she got through almost an entire year of community college before getting knocked up. Most of us were betting on an early end to her high school years... So far, no other friends of dd are pregnant or talking about getting married. Amazing. I sort of dread that Christmas/NewYear's/Valentine's Day period because of the ring potential but we will deal with what comes, eh?

Well, back to the kitchen and the mess. I hope my "baking" endeavors are not making anyone nauseous. Maybe my next project will be more palatable... I'm thinking of making "Needhams" -- anyone know about those? I have the original recipe. Requires paraffin. Is that really edible?

I have a story to tell about DS just in case you didn't know people did this stuff. He found a bat hanging under his bench at the bus stop at college. It fit in his hand. He carried it CARRIED IT IN HIS HAND to a tree where it climbed up. I asked if it went head first and it did. He wants a bat house now.

My own life is falling apart again. Blah.

Wow. That is a little crazy, you know. Did he at least have gloves on? In any case, he is welcome to all of our bats. I think they like warm weather. Will he be coming to collect them himself? They will be ready in May.

Did you talk to the man about the lockupkids job? Whasshappning?

I talked to DD a little while ago. She went out last night with her roommate and her last year roommate to celebrate being done with some of their exams. They went to Finale, and she had the fantasy for 2 or something, and ate it all herself. Today was the music theory composition performances. She said hers did not sound as good as she would have liked; it was perhaps too complicated to be sight-read (the group had about 30 pieces to do, with only 2 days to look them over), but she thinks it will still get her a decent grade, so that's good.