UCLA...I'm REALLY in shock!
UCLA BRUINS at STANFORD CARDINAL"Bruins score 21 points in final seven minutes".Brandon Breazell caught a 23-yard TD pass by Drew Olsen in overtime after NO. 8 UCLA scored 21 points in the final 7:04 of regulation to stun Stanford 30-27 on Saturday.
Drew Olsen and Maurice Drew, I am sooooo glad you woke up and joined the game when you did...and thanks to FSN for airing the game....I REALLY appreciate it!
THIS was an awesome game, on the calibre of USC-Notre Dame a few weeks back. We are still having a perfect season so far with 8-0. KEEP IT UP BOYS!
And You're more important why?
The older I get the one thing I'm sure of is that my memory is fading along with my eye sight and hearing. It's long-term stuff like birthdays, anniversaries, etc... Another thing I know is that I am a loyal friend. I may not send you a gift, but an e-card or something mailed or a phone call is ALWAYS a given on my friends special days and milestones. I have a select group of friends, and TONS of acquaintences, and a HUMUNGOUS family and their extended familes and the list goes on, but I always try and remember these things.
I actually still keep a real paper phone and address book despite the fact that we own two computers and I also have a cell phone and memory speed dial on our land line. It's become easy to keep up with all of these things that I feel are important, but when ONE person out of perhaps thirty or so decides that he's special and doesn't want his "information cast out over the internet" for identity theft purposes or whatever else his excuse may be, then it pisses me off and makes me wonder why this person who calls himself my friend and yet no longer communicates with me after HE looked ME up after years of not speaking, can't just put his friggin' birthdate into a data base for me; not his credit card info or his social security number. He can lie and put a nickname~he doesn't need to use his real name if he doesn't want to! No, this man sends me an e-mail that bothers me to even this day, with a "no thanks". ONE PERSON IN THIRTY!!!!
I understand the need for privacy, but it still pisses me off. We all have these same fears, so DON'T PUT YOUR CREDIT CARD NUMBER OUT OVER THE NET DUMMY! We surf for the stupidest stuff and get all kinds of crazy spam, but maybe this person could call me and I can write it down in my phone book? It will never go out over the net, and I don't even need the birth year, I KNOW how old you are; I just like to be able to wish you a Happy Birthday when your day comes along is all. I'm not applying for a Home Depot card or anything in your name.
I am one of those people that puts others first, even though it's not really a part of my nature being a Leo, and this is sort of a selfish rant, but I really try hard to stay in touch with those that I love or care about because I'm so far away from all of these people, which was my choice to begin with, but even if I were still back home, it would still be the same thing. I just like the reminder of remembering...that's all. If you don't want me to remember these things, then don't be my friend, it's that simple. That's just the way that I am, and my real friends know it.
I can't even begin to explain how happy I am to no longer live in California. My entire family on my mother's side is still there, as well as my siblings and mother. It was a rough decision to leave and move so far away, but sometimes you need to spread your own wings in order to fly.
I once wrote that my sisters were real screw-ups. They are both married and have kids of their own, and yet they keep screwing up their lives because of drugs, bad relationships, the need for constant drama. They live soap opera lives, and my brothers live the reality-based version of life, as do Ken and I. My sisters were a lot happier and better off when I lived in LA, but you can only hold someone's hand for so long before you have to let them go on to live their own lives. To me, dysfunctionality breeds massive contempt.
It's not easy being the rock of the family. It puts enormous pressure on me at times, and I have a younger sister who feel that she needs to compete with my "perfect marriage and family life". This is how I feel; when I was younger I made some serious mistakes. I dated and married the wrong men the first two times, I had a pill and pot problem while raising Deanna and fighting with her father, my credit got ripped apart by bad choices and not paying my bills on time, if at all, I had a nasty, angry temper...in short I was a mess for a while. The desire to be happy and normal was strong, and the need to clean up my act superceeded all else after I met Ken. My husband is a normal, stable, non-drug-taking, even individual, and in order for my marriage to survive and have any chance I made decisions that benefited not only me, but Ken as well. A little bit of stability, a patient, loving, non-judging husband, and some common sense made all the difference in my life, and I managed to turn it all around, without therapy or rehab. Love can make all of the difference sometimes! Don't get me wrong, I still make mistakes but who doesn't? The difference between the mistakes I make now versus back then is that they are clear, non-drugged, honest to goodness, lesson learned, oops-type mistakes.
My sisters are falling apart a little more every day. I used to be like them, and then one day I woke up and decided it was better to not be like them and to get it together if I wanted anything in my life to be good and worth it. I'm a wonderful person, and I found that person one day after a conversation with my husband...now I'm living a content life, filled with love, laughter, some strife, (who doesn't have that???) very few struggles, a wonderful son and daughter, and a partner who not only would die for me, but knows I would do the same for him. I had to be where I was in order to get to where I am now in life. I have no regrets except that I wish I had met Ken much earlier...but you can't go back. It's the experiences, good and bad, that make us who we are. My sisters are going to be dead or in jail inside of two years if they don't get their shit together soon. I was thirty-three when I had my epiphony. Jami's a year older than that now, and Melany is a year away from thirty. You would think they would have watched me go through all of that crap in my life and say "oh hell no", but nope, they remain Dumb and Dumber. It must suck to be them.
I hate watching my sisters fall apart, but for once I'm glad to not be around to see it. They can gripe all they want over the phone, but distance makes all the difference here. I wouldn't want either of them to move to Georgia or else I'd have to move somewhere else just to escape their garbage.
Thank God my brothers pulled out of their problems and got it together...it's nice to have siblings that relate and harbour no ill-will at my happiness. I love my family, but man am I glad I got away when I did. Who know's where I'd be right now?
UCLA...I'm in shock!
I am a UCLA Bruin. I am a supporter no matter what, even if I DID take last football season off because of Jack and because I was tired of seeing my college get stomped on. My jersey hung in the closet all year, and now with the new season halfway over, I've been watching with rapt attention as UCLA has edged it's way to # 12 in the BCS, and # 2 in the Pac-10!
Right now we're having our best season in years, with a perfect record of 6-0, and 2-0 in conference play. I don't know about you, but I'm thinking that USC may have a little bit of a fight on their hands this year come the match-up! My father and my best friend's father are Trojans; I say keep watching behind you boys...we're coming to getcha!
On another note, things here at home are fine. Ken's still loving the not-so-new job, I'm spending a LOT of time with my son, who is starting to walk by himself, and work for me is fine as well. Nothing much to report here in Atlanta.
Oh yes, it IS starting to become jacket weather now. The evenings are finally a bit chilly, and the air conditioner has been turned off. Now it's time to light the pilot on the heater, as it's still cold in the mornings when we get up. With natural gas prices soaring, I'm looking into speace heaters for the bedrooms and living room. Who wants a $300.00 heating bill?
Halloween is coming. I've no idea what Jack's going to be just yet; maybe a dragon, or a frog...something cute and masculine all at the same time.
Thank God Fall is now in full swing...I love the cooler weather and the turning of the leaves. LA is probably expecting a little bit of rain, but they don't experience Fall the way we do here in Georgia. The change in seasons just keeps re-affirming my decision to move here.
That's about it for now. Keep your fingers crossed for UCLA...let's have that perfect season AND kick USC's ass!
Ken needs a nap and I need a nap. We've been working our tushes off lately, and getting up really early in the morning to do it too. Even Jack is napping two and a half to three hours right now!
Too bad I'm busy doing other things when he's sleeping. I'll learn, but I just felt like whining.