Friday, October 30, 2009

I love Halloween

Maybe because we had so many in our family that we could all dress up and go out Trick or Treating. I know Mom loves Halloween. The year she dressed up as Witch with the green face and warts and fake nose then she pushed her way into Roberta's house, Jackie Ponte, and I think Michael too. She got them all good!
Now that I live on a highway, I "hope" no one brings their kids trick or treating because it would be too dangerous.
And folks back North, when I say I live on a highway, it is not like Rt 140 or 195, all the roads down south are some form of Highway number etc. I live more on a divided two lane road that just happens to have a speed limit of 55mph.
Now off to eat my Milk Duds I bought...just in case there are kids tomorrow night.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

What size shoe do you wear?

Michael brought his laptop to the VFW last Saturday night so that we could SKYPE in and see everyone in Tyler's unit who just came back from Iraq. We even saw someone else SKYPE'ing so we were webcam to webcam which was pretty cool.
So if you ever want to SKYPE us, our contact name is rdotyc. We will only answer the call if we are home and if we know you.
During the webcast, no one could hear us because it was so loud. Molly singing her brain out and then doing the Electric Slide. (Whoever sang that dances great by the way) Victor Novo took us all around the place too. I told him he was welcome to come down to visit.
The reason the title of this entry is "What size shoe" is because Janet was thanking me for sending Colleen a pair and I was asking her what size she takes so I can send her a pair.
IF anyone from my family wants to order either Reebok or adidas, give me your size and I will order them for you.
go to shopadidas website and see if you find anything you like. I would rather ship Christmas gifts now that will fit you.
Which is second part of this post...what size clothes do the kids wear? I sent Austin a sweatshirt and it was too small. Not sure about kids sizes since I don't have kids.
So if you get a minute, email me your shoe and clothes size and if you have any suggestions on Christmas gifts.
Luv yah!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

How Mom taught me to drive stick shift.

I just started thinking about my first car I bought. It was summer of 1983 and JP knew this couple who were selling their 1972 Toyota Corolla. It was in working condition but it had some rust, which I soon Rustoleum it same color as my hair.
I think I paid 300 bucks for it.
The couple lived on Peckham Rd and after I bought the car, they called me to baby-sit. Miriam was the wife's name and can't remember the husband's name. They were friends of JP and had a nice house and beautiful children. I want to call the boy Ethan but I am not sure of the little girl's name. I went to Roger Williams Park for the first time that summer. I thought Rhode Island was so far away back then. Little did I know I would end up working 5+ years in Providence commuting everyday there.
That car had so many memories for me. I didn't know how to drive a stick shift when I bought it so Mom took me to Sacred Heart Cemetery to learn. I had to try to drive up the hill where Dad is buried and not make it roll back. It kept rolling back. When she finally thought I was ready, she let me drive it home for the first time. Instead of taking Mt. Pleasant the whole way, she told me to go up to Hathaway Road. The light was red in front of Shawmut Diner and I was turning left. It is on a hill. I tried to let the clutch out slow and give it gas, but every time it would buck and stall. She kept her cool while I was panicking because the light went back to red and everyone behind me was mad. Light turned green and same thing….buck-stall/buck-stall and back to red light. Now people behind me were swerving around me, give me the finger etc..blowing their horns and I was crying at this point. Mom, who never loses her cool, tries to calm me down but then I get so mad that when the light turned green….I made it through.
I don’t know how the older kids were taught to drive, but cemeteries make sense.
I know Mom liked my Corolla because she didn't have to bring me back and forth to band anymore. Mrs. Lyons must of loved it because Bridget and I could carpool to NBHS. And I know Todd loved that car (at least once).