Great Stories from the Past

My mom and I were talking about some things that my grandfather had gotten into when he was younger, and it became one of those moments in life where you recount great stories of those who have passed on. I got pretty teary eyed. I love it when you get to learn new things about loved ones like that.
Today, I learned of quite a heroic effort he made, in World War II. The story is a little loose on details. He is gone, after all, and we can't ask questions anymore, but it goes something like this:

My Grandfather, Earnest, was part of a unit in the Army that was under General Patton. At some point, his unit came under heavy fire, and was pinned down for days. They were out of food, and they were literally starving. So, once He realized that they were to going to be able to get food anytime soon, he told some of the guys in his unit to cover him the best he could. He remembered a bicycle that they had passed on the way in to where ever it was they had been hold up. Hi jumped up, ran, telling no one what he was going to do. He made it to the bike and out of the line of fire. He rode to the nearest town he could find. After some time, he did actually return to his unit with some eggs, and a chicken to eat, the only things he could get.

Yes, he was quite the hero. There are other stories, some that we know are verified and true from the medals that he won, about the things he endured over there. SO many of them would make you cry.

Telling stories about my family, talking to my mom, it is quite clean where she got her senses of justice, right and wrong, and compassion from. It also shows me where I hope I got mine from.

One more try

You know, I keep thinking of things that I need to blog, but life gets in the way, and this is the first thing to get left out. It isn't that I don't like to write things down, I love too, but that often, there are too many things to write. That, or I just can't find the time to take away from something else. Either way, there are so many stories that I want to share, opinions that I should voice, and so on, that I thought maybe I would try again. Again, no promises that I will keep it up, but I can say that I will try harder. Even if no one is reading, I really enjoy hitting the publish button. = )

McDonald's New Coffee

McDonalds now has new "premium" iced coffee drinks. You can get them in vanilla, hazelnut, or regular coffee at my local Mc'Ds.

If you haven't tried them yet....don't!

I had one today and it was terrible!! I may as well have been licking a sugar cube. In fact, that might have been better. I don't know if it is the kind of syrup they are using, or just if the womyn who made mine didn't know what she was doing and used too much, but the drink was not good. Now, don't get me wrong, I did drink it. After all, I hadn't gotten my morning coffee yet, and I had just paid for it. So, I managed to get it all down, but I would have been happier if I had stuck with the plain old coffee there.

Telling my Friends

So, I told a couple of my good friends here that I am moving. This is the beginning of what I know if going to be one of the hardest years of my life. I am not looking forward to all the stress and time away from my husband. Ahhh...whats a military wife to do?

Danny Bonaduce's junk

Oh no!


I just saw Danny Bonaduce's junk.


No, not his trash, I mean, his JUNK. You know, his franks and beans, bits and pieces, his testicles and penis, people!! Seriously. They are on the internet!! Apparently, he let it all hang out a big adulty convention sometime recently, and some quick person got the shot of a lifetime.

I guess he was a little mad about it, but, please. If you are a celeb, and you take your clothes off, you have to expect someone out there to get a pic and it end up on the internet. Wow, though, I have to say it was not pleasing. This has to have been one of the most unpleasant pics I have ever happened upon on the internet. Much like the pic of Brit's va jay jay, I could have lived life and been quite happy never having seen it.


Why? Why, Danny, why did you do this to us? I can never watch the Partidge Family on Nick at night again.

Coming of Age

Ok. I am going to admit something publicly that I really don't care to. I am going to turn 30 soon. I know, I know. It may seem petty to many that I am fretting over turning 30. It isn't a big deal to many people, but it is to me.

For whatever reason, my mind simply can not wrap itself around the fact that I am hitting up another decade. I don't feel what I think 30 is. I don't feel like I should be in the 30 something category. True that I am married with 2 kids, but I just don't feel ready to be 30. Now, before I get snarky comments about 30 not being old; I know it isn't. considering the potential life span of an average female in the US, it is far from old. It is though, that age where you are supposed to be somewhere. There is a place that you should be in within in your own life when you hit 30. It is sort of a settled place. I am not any where near that place. I haven't yet to finish school. I am far from buying a home. We just haven't done all of the 30 year old things that we should have done yet. I suppose it is not the numerical age that is the problem, but the fact that I am simply not where I thought I would be at this age.

So, I have decided not to celebrate this year. Not yet. Perhaps if I come to terms with the age, I will. For now, though, I have instructed my husband not to do anything for my birthday. I don't want a presents or a party. I don't want cake and ice cream....well. Ok, I want cake and ice cream, but not birthday cake and birthday ice cream. = )

The Story of a Husband Not in Trouble

I found some humor in all of this, and thought you all might too.

My husband had a major test yesterday at work. The night before, He brought some things home on his little USB portable drive to put on the computer and study with. He puts the drive into the computer, and has me help him open everything up.

Much later in the evening, I get back on the computer to do a "quick check". I noticed that Photoshop had opened up and was trying to load some new images it found. I start to scroll though the images, and when I get to the top of the list, what do my wandering eyes find? Porn!! Not just any porn, but what looked like about 15 mini clips from movies!!! I was shocked! And pissed!! Now, we aren't prudes, but hiding porn on a portable drive crosses my lines. Not only that, but the stuff was loading with Lilly in the room!!

So, I immediately send Lilly out, minimize the porn, and call Chad into the room. He walks in, and I ask, "What have you been doing with your thumb drive?" He stares at me with a blank look. I respond with a look that says "confess your sins now." I ask again "What have you been doing with your thumb drive?" This time, his look changes from blank to what I can tell is a brain frantically searching for anything that he might possible have done wrong. My look only intensifies. I utter the question once final time with a tone that demands he utter something, anything.
"I have my study stuff on there. You know what I use it for. You help me put it on there." Why?" He is more than a little concerned, apparently not being able to figure out what it might possible be that he has done.

"Do you know what is on your drive?" I ask him.
"Just tell me what it is." He is probably panicking about this time.

I put my hand on the mouse, and bring the porn back onto the screen while looking at him.
His reaction was priceless. Instantly, it was a "WTF?" look that quickly and only for a second changed into a.."hubba hubba, that's porn on my computer" and went away with the immediate realization that he should not have been happy about this.

"I didn't do it." He insisted that he had no idea it was on there.

I just stared at him. It was on his thumb drive. His.

Then, my husband responds with what has to be the best response possible in this situation for him.
"Honey, you know I couldn't have done that. I don't know how to do that. I can't even put my word docs on there with out help."
Believe it or not, he was telling the truth. Now, you and I may know that it isn't really any different than using any other drive on your computer, but he doesn't realize that. He has no idea how to put things on there, and other people really do have to help him out.

Well, somebody else seemed to think they were REALLY helping him out. We narrowed it down to a couple of people. If I ever find out which one it was, you can believe we will be having a little chat.

He is not in trouble, though. He had no idea. In fact, I feel a little bad for him. He was duped a bit, and had even been using that at work. He could have gotten in serious trouble for having that at work.

So, all in all, just a funny story about me finding porn he didn't even know he had. Unless of course I find out who did it. In that case, it will goes from funny to head snapping a heart beat.
; )