I feel sometimes that I am psychic. Today I was in a certain order working on it when an Outlook emailed popped up from logistics person asking about same exact order/Po that I was working on. I had mentally said to myself that I would have to contact logistics to find out more about this order but he emailed me instead. How ironic or did he pick up my mental note? (which by the way he is 900 miles away so it wasn't like we were in the same building)
I often wonder if the significance of my Mom being born in 1933 (double digits) and me being born in 1966 (again double digits) has any numerology significance. I know that if I had been born four days earlier my birthday would be 6-6-66. And Mom did tell me that I was late coming out of the womb -I had some funky white patina over me. I know this year being a double digit year is suppose to mean something. I imagine if Rick was born one day earlier he would have been 11-11. Weird random thoughts
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Songs that make me think of certain people
I had put on FB that I was listening to 80's music this past weekend and it is funny how certain songs make me think of certain people. First came Madonna and "Lucky Star". I mentally can see Judy on the NBHS 1984 pep squad do her routine and I know the opening cue music to shake my imaginary pom poms to.
Then Van Halen "Jump" came on. I had this pseudo crush on kid that lived next door to my sister. It was more because he was a boy and I was a girl and that he actually spoke to me than a true crush. I remember him playing Van Halen and thinking he was so cool.
Then there is "I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk five hundred more just to be the man to walk a thousand miles and see you at your door...dar-dar-da" along with "Come on Eileen" are songs that once you hear them....you can't get them out of your head. I picture Mike Ventura singing "Fish Heads Fish Heads rolly polly Fish Heads". I also remember kid who danced so good in high school do a Michael Jackson dance to "Beat It" at our Jr. Prom.
I wonder what song people hear and think of me? "When Irish Eyes are Smiling"? Probably but that is okay with me.
Then Van Halen "Jump" came on. I had this pseudo crush on kid that lived next door to my sister. It was more because he was a boy and I was a girl and that he actually spoke to me than a true crush. I remember him playing Van Halen and thinking he was so cool.
Then there is "I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk five hundred more just to be the man to walk a thousand miles and see you at your door...dar-dar-da" along with "Come on Eileen" are songs that once you hear them....you can't get them out of your head. I picture Mike Ventura singing "Fish Heads Fish Heads rolly polly Fish Heads". I also remember kid who danced so good in high school do a Michael Jackson dance to "Beat It" at our Jr. Prom.
I wonder what song people hear and think of me? "When Irish Eyes are Smiling"? Probably but that is okay with me.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Procrastination....not this year
My first sign that I am doing "okay" on my New Year's resolution is that I sent my sister her birthday card early. Not just a day early, but a year early. I thought it was her 50th birthday so I went to Hallmark.com and sent her an e-card. Then I saw how you could attach a gift card and got my birthday shopping done too. This was all completed within ten minutes a day earlier than her birthday.
Now I am renewed to think that Hallmark.com will be my best friend this year for birthday cards. I just have to remember whose, when and how old they are.
Now I am renewed to think that Hallmark.com will be my best friend this year for birthday cards. I just have to remember whose, when and how old they are.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Resolution to blog more -Hahahahahahahaha
I have a few faults. Yes only a few. One of the biggest faults, other than my hefty size, it my procrastination. It leads to a few things falling by the wayside that I should of completed at the moment I thought of it. I also could write it down so that I won't forget to accomplish the task. I did give myself a big slap on the back for getting the family Christmas presents out before Christmas. Of course, it came at a price. I had to stand in line for 45 minutes on "THE BUSIEST DAY" at the post office, December 20th. I did get the packages out and that was my fault (procrastination) for waiting that long. I did order a few gifts online and did not have to pay any "overnight" fees for getting the gifts there quicker.
So my New Year's resolution is to be quicker with my Hallmark birthday cards, get gifts in the mail before nieces and nephew birthday and to try to make sure all my bills get paid before their due dates.
So my New Year's resolution is to be quicker with my Hallmark birthday cards, get gifts in the mail before nieces and nephew birthday and to try to make sure all my bills get paid before their due dates.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Mom's "Horseneck" Lighthouse Painting
Above is Maureen's painting by my Mom (C.O'Malley signed) that is in Van Gogh impressionistic way...short taps of paintbrush.
Mom's Central Park Painting
She knew this painting was unfinished when she gave it to me way back when Todd & I got married. I love this painting because of the cherry blossoms and Navy guy.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Christmas Tree 2010
The story is...
I have a crawl space in attic. My Christmas bins were up there. I pulled the stairs down and know that my weight capacity is probably the maximum that puney little ladder can hold. I climbed the ladder shaking the whole way up there. I shined my flashlight, hoping a mouse-squirrel-chipmunk-raccoon would not come charging at me. (another story for another day) I was upset that the Christmas stuff was up there, while bins that "we" don't use are in the garage. I cursed and said a few choice words under my breathe to relieve "me Irish temper".
I was able to physcially reach only two bins. One of them had all my party stuff in it, just like Mom use to keep her party supplies seperate. The other bin had some JOMIII Irish ornaments and large balls.
I started to decorate and became very sad, depressed and missing my Mom. I only put a few balls on the tree and then used ribbon, instead of tinsle to decorate.
I love the tree stand. It holds quite a bit of water and is very sturdy. I mostly love the smell and look of a live tree.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Mom's Eulogy 10-4-2010
“It is not the breathe you take, but the moments that take your breathe away” -George Strait
I have the privilege to present the eulogy for my Mother-Claudette. I am Christine, the youngest of her seven children. As she would call me “her redheaded baby”
There are many wonderful gifts my mother possessed. I will touch upon a few of those gifts today and hopefully you can relate to one of those gifts either as her child, grandchild, friend, colleague or fellow parishioner.
I mention the word wonderful because for Mother’s Day, I would specifically looked for the word “WONDERFUL” on my Mother’s Day cards so she would know it was from me. Of course important key words inside the card would be underlined and if necessary underlined twice. It’s a family tradition. She always made sure each of us received cards with underlined words with love from Memere
My Mom was a wonderful mother. I don’t have children but often wonder how she could balance her schedule so well. It was with LISTS. She had lists for her lists. The organization and running our house like Staff Sergeant was what made our family run so smoothly. You came in when the street lights came on…out only after dinner and rosary was said. She would drive us to Pauline Parker’s Dance studio, while one of the brother’s was busy playing little league or in Boy Scouts while another one was sneaking out the window to attend a CYO dance.
She was always there for us… even while working full time at the St. Luke’s. Claudette had the gift of compassion. Not only for us… but for the thousands of patients she nursed on old Abbey stroke ward. She was the nurse who held patients hands to ease their pain and suffering. She also taught a few of her co-workers how to care for patients by doing or saying the simplest of things. A word, a prayer, a touch, a back massage that would help the suffering subside a little.
My Mom had a gift of music and singing. I remember her hands playing the piano while hearing her sing ragtime songs and making her voice like Louis Armstrong. Her favorite singer was Barbra Streisand and my last conversation with her was when I called she said, “You just wanted to hear my voice? I said “Yes” and she told me she would sing me a Barbra Streisand song. I asked for “People” but she said…”NO that is too depressing, how about “Second Hand Rose?” We laughed and that was my great lasting memory of Mom. Her laughing on the phone with me.
Her gift of humor got her through life. She had a book near her bed that I think Mother Miriam, one of her Sacred Heart alumni gave her after my Dad died in 1979. "Laughter of God” Right up until the very end she had us laughing in the hospital room. Dee, her nurse was giving her medicine smashed up in her favorite coffee ice cream. Dee said “Claudette don’t eat it too fast you’ll get a brain freeze” Mom said, “You need a brain” (for it to freeze) and Dee said “Your sitting on yours” at which Mom replied with her right index finger wagging at Dee. We all knew the unspoken words of her finger wagging.
Mom also had the gift of art and her paintings will be cherished for future generations. She loved her murder mystery novels and Jeopardy. You never called her between 7:30 to 8 o’clock because she would take Alex Trebek over your phone call.
Claudette had a gift of cooking special recipes such as Pistachio cake that cannot be duplicated, although we’ve tried. Her holiday Beatrice bundt cakes along with special candy will be missed. Claudette loved the holidays, even St. Patrick’s Day!!
She scared a few relatives at Halloween when they opened their doors and she pushed them aside and starting going through their fridge. No one knew that the woman with witch outfit… green face and fake warts was my mother until I giggled and gave it away.
If you were lucky enough to have received one of her Christmas gifts, you might of also seen one of her other talents. She could make her own bows for packages. By standing next to the lady at Star Store gift counter and watching how she did it, Claudette went home and perfected the art of bow making. Sometimes you didn’t even want to open the package because it was too pretty and you could tell she wrapped it all with love.
My Mom’s life was not easy but her love for God helped her through the troubles. Her strong faith is evident as we gather in this church to pray for her. She has plenty of angels that are guiding her to heaven including my father and Tyler. She taught all of us how to be caring and compassionate, that is a reflection of how much God loves us. God gave us three gifts…Faith Hope and Love and the greatest of these is love. I like to think He gave us four…Faith - Hope - Love and Mom.
Thank you….
I have the privilege to present the eulogy for my Mother-Claudette. I am Christine, the youngest of her seven children. As she would call me “her redheaded baby”
There are many wonderful gifts my mother possessed. I will touch upon a few of those gifts today and hopefully you can relate to one of those gifts either as her child, grandchild, friend, colleague or fellow parishioner.
I mention the word wonderful because for Mother’s Day, I would specifically looked for the word “WONDERFUL” on my Mother’s Day cards so she would know it was from me. Of course important key words inside the card would be underlined and if necessary underlined twice. It’s a family tradition. She always made sure each of us received cards with underlined words with love from Memere
My Mom was a wonderful mother. I don’t have children but often wonder how she could balance her schedule so well. It was with LISTS. She had lists for her lists. The organization and running our house like Staff Sergeant was what made our family run so smoothly. You came in when the street lights came on…out only after dinner and rosary was said. She would drive us to Pauline Parker’s Dance studio, while one of the brother’s was busy playing little league or in Boy Scouts while another one was sneaking out the window to attend a CYO dance.
She was always there for us… even while working full time at the St. Luke’s. Claudette had the gift of compassion. Not only for us… but for the thousands of patients she nursed on old Abbey stroke ward. She was the nurse who held patients hands to ease their pain and suffering. She also taught a few of her co-workers how to care for patients by doing or saying the simplest of things. A word, a prayer, a touch, a back massage that would help the suffering subside a little.
My Mom had a gift of music and singing. I remember her hands playing the piano while hearing her sing ragtime songs and making her voice like Louis Armstrong. Her favorite singer was Barbra Streisand and my last conversation with her was when I called she said, “You just wanted to hear my voice? I said “Yes” and she told me she would sing me a Barbra Streisand song. I asked for “People” but she said…”NO that is too depressing, how about “Second Hand Rose?” We laughed and that was my great lasting memory of Mom. Her laughing on the phone with me.
Her gift of humor got her through life. She had a book near her bed that I think Mother Miriam, one of her Sacred Heart alumni gave her after my Dad died in 1979. "Laughter of God” Right up until the very end she had us laughing in the hospital room. Dee, her nurse was giving her medicine smashed up in her favorite coffee ice cream. Dee said “Claudette don’t eat it too fast you’ll get a brain freeze” Mom said, “You need a brain” (for it to freeze) and Dee said “Your sitting on yours” at which Mom replied with her right index finger wagging at Dee. We all knew the unspoken words of her finger wagging.
Mom also had the gift of art and her paintings will be cherished for future generations. She loved her murder mystery novels and Jeopardy. You never called her between 7:30 to 8 o’clock because she would take Alex Trebek over your phone call.
Claudette had a gift of cooking special recipes such as Pistachio cake that cannot be duplicated, although we’ve tried. Her holiday Beatrice bundt cakes along with special candy will be missed. Claudette loved the holidays, even St. Patrick’s Day!!
She scared a few relatives at Halloween when they opened their doors and she pushed them aside and starting going through their fridge. No one knew that the woman with witch outfit… green face and fake warts was my mother until I giggled and gave it away.
If you were lucky enough to have received one of her Christmas gifts, you might of also seen one of her other talents. She could make her own bows for packages. By standing next to the lady at Star Store gift counter and watching how she did it, Claudette went home and perfected the art of bow making. Sometimes you didn’t even want to open the package because it was too pretty and you could tell she wrapped it all with love.
My Mom’s life was not easy but her love for God helped her through the troubles. Her strong faith is evident as we gather in this church to pray for her. She has plenty of angels that are guiding her to heaven including my father and Tyler. She taught all of us how to be caring and compassionate, that is a reflection of how much God loves us. God gave us three gifts…Faith Hope and Love and the greatest of these is love. I like to think He gave us four…Faith - Hope - Love and Mom.
Thank you….
Gastric?
I watched "The Biggest Loser" finale the other night. Yes they all looked awesome with their 150+ pound weight loss. I know it took them a long hard struggle to get healthy and look that good. I don't know if I have it in me to push myself beyond my limits. So there was a seminar for gastric bypass at the local hospital last night. I had come home and first thing I always do, other than put Brier out, is whip the bra off and get comfy. I then remembered the seminar and told Rick that I was going. I mumbled to myself, "I have to do something about this".
The presentation was thorough and concise with explanations and options. I think I am going to look into it further and try to see what my options are. I was on Spark from January through March of this past year and lost 17 pounds. A friend who was in the gym with me had said..."you didn't gain it all in three months so don't expect to loose it in three months." I am lazy and don't want to work my butt off to get healthy. I'm talking basic health such as blood pressure, cholesterol and sleep apnea that I have. But I also have feminine issues and hygiene issues that frankly is too gross to even mention.
I opened my gmail account and found an email from "The Biggest Loser" about applying as a contestant. I am going to try my best and see whatever path leads me to weight loss is the path I am going to take.
The presentation was thorough and concise with explanations and options. I think I am going to look into it further and try to see what my options are. I was on Spark from January through March of this past year and lost 17 pounds. A friend who was in the gym with me had said..."you didn't gain it all in three months so don't expect to loose it in three months." I am lazy and don't want to work my butt off to get healthy. I'm talking basic health such as blood pressure, cholesterol and sleep apnea that I have. But I also have feminine issues and hygiene issues that frankly is too gross to even mention.
I opened my gmail account and found an email from "The Biggest Loser" about applying as a contestant. I am going to try my best and see whatever path leads me to weight loss is the path I am going to take.
3rd Annual Bake-Off at work
Here is another picture:
I decorated one pop as a snowflake and on the piece of paper explaining my recipe, they had asked if there was anything special the judges needed to know. I wrote "No Nuts on my Snowmen". LOL
So overall my inner baker was satisfied and now I know I can make different things like wedding bells, ghosts, santa, or even easter eggs for future blogs.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Credit Security Freeze
I few things led to me request a credit security freeze with the two of major credit bureau's. (I had already put one on it)
I got an offer from American Express Gold card today. I laughed to myself since it was a little over a year and half ago that I was on a debt managment plan to pay off over $25K worth of bills. Now American Express wants me to get a gold card? How ironic!
Just a note to my friends who wish to look into debt management plans...they work! The only problem is you have to check them out to make sure they are legit. Do a check with the Better Business Bureau since there is a lot of bogus companies out there. I used CCCS, Consumer Credit Counseling Service, which is the commercial that has Starsky & Hutch star Paul Michael Glazer in it. It was worth the five years of my life to make sure my debt was paid off. There was a light at the end of tunnel as I now own my own house. I actually tried to go on it when I was getting a divorce years ago, but I was told my debt-income ratio was too high. In otherwords, I didn't have enough to pay my bills.
So not only did I get an offer in the mail from AMEX, but I got a weird letter from HSBC (credit cards) saying I had changed my address. I called on the account and confirmed no one charged anything and there were no changes made by me. He said it was "their way of confirming my address". Okay but close the account since I am very leery of identity theft. So I hopped online and added security freezes (free if you live in SC) to the other two agencies. Now no one can open an account, even me.
True story...was in Best Buy opening a joint account and because I had security freeze on my account, a representative (on phone) from credit bureau had to prove it was me. How weird is answering question about only something you know about your ex-husband, while new husband is standing right there. Weird...but it worked!
I got an offer from American Express Gold card today. I laughed to myself since it was a little over a year and half ago that I was on a debt managment plan to pay off over $25K worth of bills. Now American Express wants me to get a gold card? How ironic!
Just a note to my friends who wish to look into debt management plans...they work! The only problem is you have to check them out to make sure they are legit. Do a check with the Better Business Bureau since there is a lot of bogus companies out there. I used CCCS, Consumer Credit Counseling Service, which is the commercial that has Starsky & Hutch star Paul Michael Glazer in it. It was worth the five years of my life to make sure my debt was paid off. There was a light at the end of tunnel as I now own my own house. I actually tried to go on it when I was getting a divorce years ago, but I was told my debt-income ratio was too high. In otherwords, I didn't have enough to pay my bills.
So not only did I get an offer in the mail from AMEX, but I got a weird letter from HSBC (credit cards) saying I had changed my address. I called on the account and confirmed no one charged anything and there were no changes made by me. He said it was "their way of confirming my address". Okay but close the account since I am very leery of identity theft. So I hopped online and added security freezes (free if you live in SC) to the other two agencies. Now no one can open an account, even me.
True story...was in Best Buy opening a joint account and because I had security freeze on my account, a representative (on phone) from credit bureau had to prove it was me. How weird is answering question about only something you know about your ex-husband, while new husband is standing right there. Weird...but it worked!
Monday, December 6, 2010
Chili Master
I am married to one of the sweetest men I know. Rick came home on Saturday saying how cold it was to be outside all day. He is not use to working on a construction site during the winter months. He said remembered to dress in layers and that he knew would be warm, since that is what keeps him warm while he goes hunting this time of year in New England. I asked him if he could heat something up for lunch. He said he wished the roach coach had something hot to put in his belly around lunchtime. I suggested he make some chili. That started the whole idea. He wanted to bring a batch of chili to work for the guys. He only has about 7 guys working in the yard he is in.
We went to the local dollar store and found a 3 quart Protect Silex crock pot for $15. We could always use it after this chili trial idea. We then went to the grocery store and got all the ingredients. He bought Johnsville New Orleans Andouille sausage to add and to kick it up a notch. When we got home from grocery store last night, he started a huge batch of chili. He has this habit of starting out in this small pan and before it is over…he has to move his concoction to a bigger pan (thus making more dishes!)
It turned out delicious, as always. I had leftover Chinese food for supper but after I smelled the chili cooking, I had to try it. He was figuring out a way to carry a crockpot, the chili, bowls, spoons and his drink all in one backpack. He has to walk quite a way from his truck to the bus, which drops him off across the street from the site.
http://southeast.construction.com/slideshows/TopProject09/01.asp
Just sitting here wondering if the guys enjoyed a warm bowl of chili on a 20degree day in South Carolina
We went to the local dollar store and found a 3 quart Protect Silex crock pot for $15. We could always use it after this chili trial idea. We then went to the grocery store and got all the ingredients. He bought Johnsville New Orleans Andouille sausage to add and to kick it up a notch. When we got home from grocery store last night, he started a huge batch of chili. He has this habit of starting out in this small pan and before it is over…he has to move his concoction to a bigger pan (thus making more dishes!)
It turned out delicious, as always. I had leftover Chinese food for supper but after I smelled the chili cooking, I had to try it. He was figuring out a way to carry a crockpot, the chili, bowls, spoons and his drink all in one backpack. He has to walk quite a way from his truck to the bus, which drops him off across the street from the site.
http://southeast.construction.com/slideshows/TopProject09/01.asp
Just sitting here wondering if the guys enjoyed a warm bowl of chili on a 20degree day in South Carolina
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
My Mom's bedside reading
My Imitation Of Christ by Thomas Kempis
I never read it, nor do I know what the book is about. All I know is that it was always within reach of my Mom. I would assume the book is about how to be more like Christ.
I opened the book this morning. The old elastic broke as I removed it. I opened the little book to find memorial cards inside. Not just any memorial cards, but Tyler from 2009, my Uncle Don from 1999, Dad's from 1979, my Memere from 1978, and even my Pepere from 1975. All the people that she loved so dearly in her family were in the book. I cried knowing that is why the elastic was holding it all together. I took the elastic, and placed it in the book. Then I thought....what better place for Mom's memorial card to be than to be inside the book with all her loved ones...my loved ones.
I found a page on Chapter 10 that says: "It Is Sweet to Serve God". I figured that Mom was always serving God and wanted so much to be a missionary she once said. I just read the page that I picked and found this verse; "O service worthy to be embraced and always wished for, which leads to the supreme good and procures a joy that will never end!" That definitely is my Mom. She was always helping others and doing good. She led by example and taught us to always be kind and caring towards others. To live by the "Golden Rule". I think this was the perfect spot to put her memorial card. I will cherish this little book forever.
Last week was very tough. I went back to Massachusetts to visit and to be there when we buried my Mom's ashes. Fr. Mike Racine came to Sacred Heart Cemetery to say prayers over the grave site. He had the chalice and plate that Mom wanted to give as memorial to the missionaries. We saw her name engraved on the bottom and I think Molly even took a picture. He told us that we were invited to Mass the next day (Thanksgiving Day) when he blesses it.
Maureen, David, Austin and I went to the Mass at St. Bernard's Church in Assonet. Father blessed the chalice and plate during the Mass and said a few beautiful words about Mom. After Mass was over, we walked over to thank him and he smiled and said to me, "you are the spitting image of your Mother". I laughed thinking in the back of my head, I'm a redhead and Mom was a brunette. But then I realized that he just gave me the biggest compliment ever. What a beautiful image to think that I am just like my Mom. During her wake, I would say about six people had said the same thing that I look just like my Mother. I know that there can never be a greater compliment.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
A Biography- The Story of Claudette O'Malley
This was an actual paper I had to write for Mrs. D. Guittarr English class I attended on March 21, 1995 at Burdett Business School.(Mom passed away last month,October 4, 2010)
I want to express my sincere gratitude to Claudette O'Malley for sharing her life story with me for this interview. I have the pleasure of hearing some of these stories often since I am her daughter. Nothing gives me greater feeling than knowing my mother and how she grew up. I could have done my assignment on someone I never met before, but I choose Claudette because I admire the life the has led.I only hope my assignment does her life justice.
On Friday, March 17, 1995, I had the pleasure of interviewing Claudette Mae O'Malley (Allain), my mother. From stories I remmber hearing as a child to new things I just learned about her, I will share with you now.
Claudette was born on November 7, 1933, in Acushnet, Massachusetts She great up in the Greater New Bedford area. Her family lived mostly in a close-knit french neighborhood in the city of New Bedford.
She was born to Amand (Edmond) and Emma Allain as their second child and first daughter. Her older brother is Edmond Donald and he is three years older than her. She also had a younger sister, Doris, but she died after only five hours alive.
Claudette spent her young adulthood growing up at a private girls boarding school named Sacred Hearts Academy. She was a student there from 1942 until 1951. Here religion was instilled in her by the nuns and discipline was too.She was an outstanding student and a high achiever.She was in choir, in orchestra playing the drums and piano, in drama society, and she spoke French and Latin. Her nickname at Sacred Hearts was "DUZ" ( a popular laundry detergent back then), because Claudette "duz" everything.
She went to help some nurses aides during this time and found she enjoyed helping people. She went ahead to pursue a nursing certificate at St. Luke's Hospital School of Nursing in New Bedford.She graduated and was "capped" in 1954. She went on to work at St. Lukes for the next 40+ years.It was while she was nursing, that she met a tall, handsome sailor named John Joseph O'Malley Jr. He had hurt his knee during his service in World War II and was in the hospital with some kind of knee trouble. As he was recovering, Claudette would be at his beside talking and making jokes to take his mind off his troubled knee. Through these talks she told him that she prays, "Dear St. Joseph, Dear St. Anne, please bring me a nice young man." John replied, "That's funny because I pray, Dear St. Joseph, Dear St. Anne, make me Claudette's nice young man". She says that was the moment she knew she would one day marry him.
They were married on November 7, 1955. Although she was nervous on her wedding night, it was also very exciting for the fact that a baby boy was born nine months later. This was only the beginning of the "O'Malley Clan". She bore four boys and three girls within ten years. Her sons are John III, Donald, Michael and David. Her daughters are Maureen, Janet and Christine.
She was not only raising a family, but she was still a nurse at St. Luke's. She worked mostly the all-night shift so she could spend the afternoons being active in her children's lives. She took them to dancing school, Boy/Girl Scouts, football and music lessons. She was the cook of every meal, the laundry cleaner, the maid, the seamstress, the shopper of food and made clothing for seven children. She also acted quite a few times as referee and mediator, not to mention as healer and console. Claudette found herself taking care of the bookkeeping for her husband's business. She went without sleep sometimes just to get things done around the house.
A few of Claudette's memorable moments include having a baby while the first man walked on the moon.She remembers going to the all day movies on Saturday's for only a dime. She remembers the day her brother, a Lieutenant Colonel in the Army, came back from Vietnam.Everyone was so pleased in her family that he was back home in New Bedford after those long months away.
She remembers sitting in a rocking chair feeding her youngest son and watching Harry Reasoner tell everyone that the President (John F. Kennedy) was assassinated. Claudette remembers her husband's heart problems and driving to Boston everyday to see him. She would work all night, sleep a little and then drive up to Boston to be by his side. She remembers being only 46 years old when he passed away and having seven children, aged 12-22 to raise alone She remembers turning to "their" retirement account to help pay for college tuition. Out of all these memorable moments, she says her most memorable was giving birth to each child.
This also was the greatest accomplishment she has done. To raise, seven, beautiful, healthy, educated children to watch them grow into adults, get married and start their own families, is her greatest accomplishment.
Her "Philosophy of Life" you could say, pulled her through all the triumphs and tribulations in her life. She is a deeply religious woman who believe in obeying the laws of God. She also believes in helping those in need, whether it is family, friends, or strangers.This is what she also has passed down to her children.
Over the past six decades, nothing much has changed in Claudette's values or morals. She does have a bright outlook for the future awaiting the arrival of two more grandchildren in August. She spends her time with her family and friends. She can often be found babysitting her three other grandchildren: Molly, Tyler, and Bridget.She travels and enjoys going to the movies or playing Mah-Jong. Although she has lived at the same address for thirty years, she would like to buy a mobile home in Florida and spend half the year in each home.
I wish her all the best!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Laughing at Lowe's
Yesterday we went to Lowe's to look for a charcoal grill. Our Kenmore gas grill has rotted out (more than 10 years old) and my husband really wanted to cook butterfly lamb shoulder on the grill. It is delicous the way he marinates it overnight in good mustard, olive oil, garlic and thyme.
We were looking at this fancy Weber 22.5 Performance grill that has a tuck away lid holder that keeps the lid out of the way while you are putting stuff on the grill. The only problem is Rick is left handed and that is where the lid holder is, making it not "out of the way" but actually in the way for left handers. I mentioned this to him and he agreed it is a stupid design except for right handers. (where the side table is also located.
So we walked down the aisle with the other charcoal Weber grills and there was the normal Weber Kettle grill. I said to him, "will the cover get in your way?" thinking it was going to be like the other grill we just saw. He showed me how this cover has a hook and you can hang it wherever you like. I started to laugh at how ridiculous my thoughts were thinking it was going to get in his way. Then he did a Jeff Dunham's "Peanut" thing to me and I busted out laughing so hard I was crying.
We were looking at this fancy Weber 22.5 Performance grill that has a tuck away lid holder that keeps the lid out of the way while you are putting stuff on the grill. The only problem is Rick is left handed and that is where the lid holder is, making it not "out of the way" but actually in the way for left handers. I mentioned this to him and he agreed it is a stupid design except for right handers. (where the side table is also located.
So we walked down the aisle with the other charcoal Weber grills and there was the normal Weber Kettle grill. I said to him, "will the cover get in your way?" thinking it was going to be like the other grill we just saw. He showed me how this cover has a hook and you can hang it wherever you like. I started to laugh at how ridiculous my thoughts were thinking it was going to get in his way. Then he did a Jeff Dunham's "Peanut" thing to me and I busted out laughing so hard I was crying.
Hysterical Laughing
Yesterday we went to Lowe's to look for a charcoal grill. Our Kenmore gas grill has rotted out (more than 10 years old) and my husband really wanted to cook butterfly lamb shoulder on the grill. It is delicous the way he marinates it overnight in good mustard, olive oil, garlic and thyme.
We were looking at this fancy Weber 22.5 Performance grill that has a tuck away lid holder that keeps the lid out of the way while you are putting stuff on the grill. The only problem is Rick is left handed and that is where the lid holder is, making it not "out of the way" but actually in the way for left handers. I mentioned this to him and he agreed it is a stupid design except for right handers. (where the side table is also located.)
So we walked down the aisle with the other charcoal Weber grills and there was the normal Weber Kettle grill. I said to him, "will the cover get in your way?" thinking it was going to be like the other grill we just saw. He showed me how this cover has a hook and you can hang it wherever you like. I started to laugh at how ridiculous my thoughts were thinking it was going to get in his way. Then he did a Jeff Dunham's "Peanut" thing to me and I busted out laughing so hard I was crying.
We were looking at this fancy Weber 22.5 Performance grill that has a tuck away lid holder that keeps the lid out of the way while you are putting stuff on the grill. The only problem is Rick is left handed and that is where the lid holder is, making it not "out of the way" but actually in the way for left handers. I mentioned this to him and he agreed it is a stupid design except for right handers. (where the side table is also located.)
So we walked down the aisle with the other charcoal Weber grills and there was the normal Weber Kettle grill. I said to him, "will the cover get in your way?" thinking it was going to be like the other grill we just saw. He showed me how this cover has a hook and you can hang it wherever you like. I started to laugh at how ridiculous my thoughts were thinking it was going to get in his way. Then he did a Jeff Dunham's "Peanut" thing to me and I busted out laughing so hard I was crying.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Conversations
I am so shy and scared that I don't open my mouth and have conversations with people. That is why I probably don't have many friends. I trip over my words and draw blanks at what the words are, I sound so stupid. I was trying to say to someone as they were leaving our house for them to "stop by again". I said, "stop my".
I know I have never been diagnosed with dyslexia but I have all the symptoms of it. I am very thankful that my numbers are solid when typing. I had all that experience with entering phone numbers for customers as an operator. Then it switched from phone pad to keypad, which is backwards except (I just typed "expect" see!) for middle like is same 4-5-6
So here I am trying to make new friends in South Carolina and I get all jumbled up on my words. It is hard enough for them to understand my northern accent, but then through the wrong words in there and they are really confused! It is like my brain is mush. I know the word, but just doesn't come out of my mouth right.
OPEN MOUTH - INSERT FOOT
Add my horrible language skills along with my shy and introvert people skills and I am not a good party person. I gravitate towards familiar people instead of meeting new people and trying to have a conversation with them. I rather just sit back and listen!
I know I have never been diagnosed with dyslexia but I have all the symptoms of it. I am very thankful that my numbers are solid when typing. I had all that experience with entering phone numbers for customers as an operator. Then it switched from phone pad to keypad, which is backwards except (I just typed "expect" see!) for middle like is same 4-5-6
So here I am trying to make new friends in South Carolina and I get all jumbled up on my words. It is hard enough for them to understand my northern accent, but then through the wrong words in there and they are really confused! It is like my brain is mush. I know the word, but just doesn't come out of my mouth right.
OPEN MOUTH - INSERT FOOT
Add my horrible language skills along with my shy and introvert people skills and I am not a good party person. I gravitate towards familiar people instead of meeting new people and trying to have a conversation with them. I rather just sit back and listen!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Last Movie I saw....
Rick and I went to movies tonight. The last movie we saw in the theatre was Pirates of Caribbean- the first one! We went to see Avatar-The Last Airbender in 3D. It wasn't bad but could of used more 3D effects. I can't believe the movies cost 28.00 bucks plus he bought a large bottle of water and I bought dips for $9 dollars. No wonder families can't afford entertainment things anymore.
I remember how we would all pack up the station wagon to go to drive-in movie either in Dartmouth where the Wal-Mart is or Fairhaven. Mom would let us go in our pajama's so if we fell asleep, it was easier to carry us up to bed.
Speaking of Mom...she is doing better and should be coming home in the morning. She was admitted to St. Luke's last Thursday night. Janet, Maureen and I went to her doctor's appointment for her regular follow-up from being discharged two weeks ago. She had cellulitis (sp) and it was slowly creeping up her leg making her retain fluid and looked red. She tried bullshitting the doctor by saying, "it is a sunburn". The doctor turned around and said, "Mrs. O'Malley this is no sunburn...this is strep/staph infection that is almost to your torso". He wanted her admitted right away. Stubborn woman who for 45 years nurse would normally know what was wrong, but she is her own worse patient.
Mom use to be such a strong woman who had big shoulders and her hugs were like a bear. After hugging her while I was home, I cried knowing how frail she felt beneath my body hug. She is going to be 77 this November. I had a few moments while visiting last week when I thought to myself..."this might be the last time I see her alive". I hope and pray that God keeps her with us a lot longer, but it is not up to me. It is in God's hands.
I remember how we would all pack up the station wagon to go to drive-in movie either in Dartmouth where the Wal-Mart is or Fairhaven. Mom would let us go in our pajama's so if we fell asleep, it was easier to carry us up to bed.
Speaking of Mom...she is doing better and should be coming home in the morning. She was admitted to St. Luke's last Thursday night. Janet, Maureen and I went to her doctor's appointment for her regular follow-up from being discharged two weeks ago. She had cellulitis (sp) and it was slowly creeping up her leg making her retain fluid and looked red. She tried bullshitting the doctor by saying, "it is a sunburn". The doctor turned around and said, "Mrs. O'Malley this is no sunburn...this is strep/staph infection that is almost to your torso". He wanted her admitted right away. Stubborn woman who for 45 years nurse would normally know what was wrong, but she is her own worse patient.
Mom use to be such a strong woman who had big shoulders and her hugs were like a bear. After hugging her while I was home, I cried knowing how frail she felt beneath my body hug. She is going to be 77 this November. I had a few moments while visiting last week when I thought to myself..."this might be the last time I see her alive". I hope and pray that God keeps her with us a lot longer, but it is not up to me. It is in God's hands.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
God Been Good Lyrics
(Sung by Legacy Five, I believe written by Tim Parton)
Lately I've been looking back, along this winding road
To the old familiar markers of the mercies I have known
I know it may sound simple but it's more than a cliche
There's no better way to tell you, than to say
Chorus
God's been good in my life
I feel blessed beyond my wildest dreams when I go to sleep each night
And though I've had my share of hard times, I wouldn't change them if I could
'Cause through it all, God's been good
Times replay and I can see that I've cried some bitter tears
But I felt His arms around me, as I faced my greatest fears
You see I've had more gains than losses and I've known more joy than hurt
As His grace rolled down upon me undeserved
For God has been my Father, my Savior and my Friend
His love was my beginning, and His love will be my end
I could spend forever trying to tell you everything He is
But the best that I can say it is this
Chorus
God's been good in my life
I feel blessed beyond my wildest dreams when I go to sleep each night
And though I've had my share of hard times, I wouldn't change them if I could
'Cause through it all, God's been good
Lately I've been looking back, along this winding road
To the old familiar markers of the mercies I have known
I know it may sound simple but it's more than a cliche
There's no better way to tell you, than to say
Chorus
God's been good in my life
I feel blessed beyond my wildest dreams when I go to sleep each night
And though I've had my share of hard times, I wouldn't change them if I could
'Cause through it all, God's been good
Times replay and I can see that I've cried some bitter tears
But I felt His arms around me, as I faced my greatest fears
You see I've had more gains than losses and I've known more joy than hurt
As His grace rolled down upon me undeserved
For God has been my Father, my Savior and my Friend
His love was my beginning, and His love will be my end
I could spend forever trying to tell you everything He is
But the best that I can say it is this
Chorus
God's been good in my life
I feel blessed beyond my wildest dreams when I go to sleep each night
And though I've had my share of hard times, I wouldn't change them if I could
'Cause through it all, God's been good
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Fishers of Men
Otherwise known as "fishermen". How do they do it? I know it something that they feel deep down inside them to want to go to the sea and work but how do they physically put up with storms that happen. I think of Jesus walking on the water and calming telling the Apostles "Do not fear" but that scene would be something that would make my mouth drop open.
"O Jesus, divine Shepard of the spirit, you have called the Apostles in order to make them fishers of men, you still attract to you burning spirits and generous young people, in order to render them your followers and ministers to us"- Pope Paul VI, World Day of Prayer for Vocations , 1964
Today is World Day of Prayer for Vocations and I pray that those that feel the spirit, listen to their vocation and follow the word of God. Thank you Jake for listening....I hope to hear you preach one day.
"O Jesus, divine Shepard of the spirit, you have called the Apostles in order to make them fishers of men, you still attract to you burning spirits and generous young people, in order to render them your followers and ministers to us"- Pope Paul VI, World Day of Prayer for Vocations , 1964
Today is World Day of Prayer for Vocations and I pray that those that feel the spirit, listen to their vocation and follow the word of God. Thank you Jake for listening....I hope to hear you preach one day.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Goodbye
That is the hardest thing for me to say right now. I am still holding on to the grief and I need to let it go. It is suppose to subside in time, but it still hurts so much. I know I am suppose to “get over it” but no two people grieve the same.
My nephew, Tyler J. Trahan, was killed in Iraq last year on April 30th. His birthday was two days later. My sister had to sign his death certificate on what would have been his 23rd birthday. She said she never imagined 23 years earlier that she would be doing that. I cannot fathom her pain. My niece lost her only sibling and brother. My brother-in-law lost his only son.
I wasn’t the Aunt I should have been, but that is in the past. I cannot change the past. I can only live in the moment and right now I have been grieving (again). I am heading to Elgin AFB in Florida for his first anniversary in two weeks. It just so happens to be the National EOD Memorial weekend. He was a member of Explosive Ordinance Disposal family and they have embraced us into their family. I need both my blood relatives and EOD family to help me memorialize a terrific kid. He would come right over after he opened his birthday/Christmas gifts from me to give me a kiss. He was very sweet, loving and caring. My husband and I scuba dive and talked him into going for his scuba certificate.. He ended up going into the Navy and would tell us about all his scuba diving adventures/training. (Well not all of them but what he could share…he did)
It wasn’t suppose to happen this way. Tyler was suppose to defend our country and return home. He did make it home, but that casket was not the vessel he was suppose to come home in. He was a hero to me before he was even killed. The last conversation I had with him was hearing how excited he was and sharing how he had just met the President (Bush). I told him to stay safe and God bless. That is what I have to remember…he is safe now with God. A flash of white light that sent him straight to heaven and he is now a bright shining white star looking down on us. “And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”
My nephew, Tyler J. Trahan, was killed in Iraq last year on April 30th. His birthday was two days later. My sister had to sign his death certificate on what would have been his 23rd birthday. She said she never imagined 23 years earlier that she would be doing that. I cannot fathom her pain. My niece lost her only sibling and brother. My brother-in-law lost his only son.
I wasn’t the Aunt I should have been, but that is in the past. I cannot change the past. I can only live in the moment and right now I have been grieving (again). I am heading to Elgin AFB in Florida for his first anniversary in two weeks. It just so happens to be the National EOD Memorial weekend. He was a member of Explosive Ordinance Disposal family and they have embraced us into their family. I need both my blood relatives and EOD family to help me memorialize a terrific kid. He would come right over after he opened his birthday/Christmas gifts from me to give me a kiss. He was very sweet, loving and caring. My husband and I scuba dive and talked him into going for his scuba certificate.. He ended up going into the Navy and would tell us about all his scuba diving adventures/training. (Well not all of them but what he could share…he did)
It wasn’t suppose to happen this way. Tyler was suppose to defend our country and return home. He did make it home, but that casket was not the vessel he was suppose to come home in. He was a hero to me before he was even killed. The last conversation I had with him was hearing how excited he was and sharing how he had just met the President (Bush). I told him to stay safe and God bless. That is what I have to remember…he is safe now with God. A flash of white light that sent him straight to heaven and he is now a bright shining white star looking down on us. “And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”
Friday, April 2, 2010
Kindergarten way back in 1971
Maybe you didn't quite see those huge freckles on my face. That is not the picture, although I would have prefered Fotomat glossy instead of matte finish. This is my kindergarten picture from 1971. Although I was at Sacred Hearts Catholic School, I think they let the kindergarten kids take their pictures without uniforms on. I did wear a uniform everyday for Mrs. Aliscio's (sp) class. It was held in the basement of the school. We had this huge concrete door that the whole class had to get up and practice shutting for "raids". I can't really remember what for but I am sure it was for some kind of drill. I remember my mother was the school secretary back then since she could type very good. Mom went back to St. Lukes after I started school full time. She took a nursing sabatical for 7 years. I think she would have missed out on quite of bite of us growing up had she not stayed home. My favorite memory of kindergarten was when Mom brought us Burger Chef. (I don't think McDonald's was around our city back then). Burger Chef use to give Mom her own ordering pad so she could pre-write all nine of our orders down instead of waiting for each one of us to call out what we wanted. And you never really knew the whole menu...Mom only probably let us choose between two things. I like the kids today who come up to the ice cream window and the parents ask what they want.....ummmm....I dunno.....um...... Okay it is either chocolate, vanilla or coffee. Oh would I love a coffee frappe right now. Poulas Pharmacy on Union Street made the best. But I loved the Starr Store too!
Just walking down memory lane for today.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Mom and poetry
Mom is wonderful singer. She is no Barbra but she does carry a tune very good. I have fond memories of us singing in the car on Sunday drives, when the Red Sox games weren't on the radio. I have this one spring song she taught me...
Though April showers,
Have come your way,
They bring the flowers,
That bloom in May.
So if it's raining have no regrets..
because it isn't raining rain you know,
It's raining violets (here is where she would harmonize with me)
When you see clouds upon the hill,
You soon will see crowds of dafodils
So keep on looking for the bluebird, and listening for his song
whenever April Showers come along.
( I found a link to the song with just piano chords, but that is exactly how I picture Mom right now playing at the piano and singing this song http://www.v-r-a.org/ppp/AprilShs/AprilShs.htm )
The other poem she use to recite with a thick disguised Brooklyn accent ...
Here are a few pictures of my tulips...HAPPY SPRING!
Though April showers,
Have come your way,
They bring the flowers,
That bloom in May.
So if it's raining have no regrets..
because it isn't raining rain you know,
It's raining violets (here is where she would harmonize with me)
When you see clouds upon the hill,
You soon will see crowds of dafodils
So keep on looking for the bluebird, and listening for his song
whenever April Showers come along.
( I found a link to the song with just piano chords, but that is exactly how I picture Mom right now playing at the piano and singing this song http://www.v-r-a.org/ppp/AprilShs/AprilShs.htm )
The other poem she use to recite with a thick disguised Brooklyn accent ...
Spring has sprung
de grass has rizz
I wonder where de flowers iz
boids on wing ain't that absoid
I tawt de wings were on de boid
I just called her because I got stuck on the last part and in normal Claudette fashion...she starts telling me how to spell things. God love her. Here are a few pictures of my tulips...HAPPY SPRING!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Twenty things you might not know about me....
1.) I am a minority yet not one application I fill out can I claim I am a minority. Only 2% of the world's population are Redheads. Yes there should be some kind of reward for having this copper head but as long as it stays on my head...I am happy.
2) I did dye my hair once...and only once. It was during Fall and my friend talked me going into dying it a more deeper auburn color. It came out looking like a deep brown. My pale pukey white skin and deep dark hair and it being Fall, I looked like Elvira. I defiantly looked Goth (before Goth was even considered a clique). My mother yelled at me for doing it and screamed "God gave you that hair color for a reason". I never colored it again.
3) My two front teeth are fake. I was in 5th grade and went to NBHS for summer swim team. The girls had used shampoo to soap up the floors and slide between the dressing rooms. I was using the squeegee to clean up the mess when I slipped and fell (on my teeth). I could feel it and then looked up and saw the broken teeth on the floor in front of me. (Same day my Dad got rushed to Boston for open heart surgery)
4)I got to see (secret) underground at Disney World. During High School we were invited to march down Main Street USA. We were given "ALL DAY PASSES" so we could go on any ride we wanted. (back when they had E tickets)
5.)My mother walked me down the aisle for my first wedding. Just as the music began, her lace dressed got caught in one of my pearl appliqués. The photographer took out his Swiss army knife and cut us free. She turned to me and says, “that was the tie that binded us together that is now broken”. WAAHHHHHH (and then the tears began)
6.)My first French kiss was in the pool closet at the YMCA. I guess turning 13 and claiming to never been kissed made everyone push me into the closet with Peter Cabral. He turned out the light and I had no idea what was going on. I was screaming to get out but he just grabbed me and started to French kiss me. I had no idea what French kissing was so I bite his tongue and he then turned on the light. I am traumatized to this day….
7.)I was also in love with Butch Hobson, ex-Red Sox 3rd basemen. I use to watch every single Red Sox game and wish he was my husband.
8.)My worst sunburn was on the back of my knees. I couldn’t walk or sit down. Every bend of my leg hurt.
9.)I got sun poisoning on my honeymoon in Aruba. Yes was smart enough to put SPF100 on, but I applied it from my arm up and forgot to do my hands. The tops of my hands swelled so bad, I had to go to Aruba Hospital for cortisone shot. You have to get buzzed by security into hospital. I thought you could just walk right in but I was standing outside pleading my case to security before they let us in.
10.)I love clams, oysters, cherrystones or any other bivalve. I would give anything for a plate of Ipswich Fried Clams. I would even work out extra to burn them off.
11.)Although I am a walking tourist ad for Ireland with all these freckles on my face, I am half French. I don’t admit to it though!
12.)Speaking of being half French-Canadian, I also am a post-debutante. It is old custom for single woman to be presented before society as a “coming out” ball. My how that phrase has changed (coming out)! So here I was, dressed in my pretty white gown, doing a long, slow bow before the French dignitaries and the announcer is trying to pronounce my Irish surname with French accent.
13.)My husband’s number on his hockey jersey is 13. We both love Ice hockey but since we have moved to South Carolina, it is not a popular sport down here.
14.)My first car was a 1972 Toyota Corolla that I bought for $400 dollars from my babysitting money. I use to drive my best friend to school everyday. The car would still be running today if I had put oil in it.
15.)We owned a barroom (one word or two?) growing up and I use to pack the glass bottles into the cooler for my Dad. I also use to clean out the ashtrays which were scallop shells. To this day, I claim that is the reason I don’t drink or smoke.
16.)My Catholic confirmation name is Theresa. I took that name for St. Theresa, the little flower. When she answers your pray, you are suppose to smell or see roses. I went to the chapel and prayed to her for a job I wanted. I walked out of chapel and was getting ready to cross the street so I stepped between two parked cars. On the ground in front of my foot was a rose. I then got offered the job with Reebok. My mother cried when I told her this story.
17.)Mom made us kneel down every night after dinner and say the rosary. It was a special treat if you were the one who got to light the candle next to Virgin Mary statue.
18.)I had braces when I was growing up. No big deal but the youngest three in the family all had braces. I still wonder how my Mom could afford that.
19.)I had a miscarriage back in 1998. It was with an ex-boyfriend who was verbally abusive to me. Although my husband and I are childless, I still think that was God showing me the way my life was suppose to go.
20.) My goal is to walk a 5k next month (BFA FCA 5K at Willow Creek) so I need all the motivation I can get.
2) I did dye my hair once...and only once. It was during Fall and my friend talked me going into dying it a more deeper auburn color. It came out looking like a deep brown. My pale pukey white skin and deep dark hair and it being Fall, I looked like Elvira. I defiantly looked Goth (before Goth was even considered a clique). My mother yelled at me for doing it and screamed "God gave you that hair color for a reason". I never colored it again.
3) My two front teeth are fake. I was in 5th grade and went to NBHS for summer swim team. The girls had used shampoo to soap up the floors and slide between the dressing rooms. I was using the squeegee to clean up the mess when I slipped and fell (on my teeth). I could feel it and then looked up and saw the broken teeth on the floor in front of me. (Same day my Dad got rushed to Boston for open heart surgery)
4)I got to see (secret) underground at Disney World. During High School we were invited to march down Main Street USA. We were given "ALL DAY PASSES" so we could go on any ride we wanted. (back when they had E tickets)
5.)My mother walked me down the aisle for my first wedding. Just as the music began, her lace dressed got caught in one of my pearl appliqués. The photographer took out his Swiss army knife and cut us free. She turned to me and says, “that was the tie that binded us together that is now broken”. WAAHHHHHH (and then the tears began)
6.)My first French kiss was in the pool closet at the YMCA. I guess turning 13 and claiming to never been kissed made everyone push me into the closet with Peter Cabral. He turned out the light and I had no idea what was going on. I was screaming to get out but he just grabbed me and started to French kiss me. I had no idea what French kissing was so I bite his tongue and he then turned on the light. I am traumatized to this day….
7.)I was also in love with Butch Hobson, ex-Red Sox 3rd basemen. I use to watch every single Red Sox game and wish he was my husband.
8.)My worst sunburn was on the back of my knees. I couldn’t walk or sit down. Every bend of my leg hurt.
9.)I got sun poisoning on my honeymoon in Aruba. Yes was smart enough to put SPF100 on, but I applied it from my arm up and forgot to do my hands. The tops of my hands swelled so bad, I had to go to Aruba Hospital for cortisone shot. You have to get buzzed by security into hospital. I thought you could just walk right in but I was standing outside pleading my case to security before they let us in.
10.)I love clams, oysters, cherrystones or any other bivalve. I would give anything for a plate of Ipswich Fried Clams. I would even work out extra to burn them off.
11.)Although I am a walking tourist ad for Ireland with all these freckles on my face, I am half French. I don’t admit to it though!
12.)Speaking of being half French-Canadian, I also am a post-debutante. It is old custom for single woman to be presented before society as a “coming out” ball. My how that phrase has changed (coming out)! So here I was, dressed in my pretty white gown, doing a long, slow bow before the French dignitaries and the announcer is trying to pronounce my Irish surname with French accent.
13.)My husband’s number on his hockey jersey is 13. We both love Ice hockey but since we have moved to South Carolina, it is not a popular sport down here.
14.)My first car was a 1972 Toyota Corolla that I bought for $400 dollars from my babysitting money. I use to drive my best friend to school everyday. The car would still be running today if I had put oil in it.
15.)We owned a barroom (one word or two?) growing up and I use to pack the glass bottles into the cooler for my Dad. I also use to clean out the ashtrays which were scallop shells. To this day, I claim that is the reason I don’t drink or smoke.
16.)My Catholic confirmation name is Theresa. I took that name for St. Theresa, the little flower. When she answers your pray, you are suppose to smell or see roses. I went to the chapel and prayed to her for a job I wanted. I walked out of chapel and was getting ready to cross the street so I stepped between two parked cars. On the ground in front of my foot was a rose. I then got offered the job with Reebok. My mother cried when I told her this story.
17.)Mom made us kneel down every night after dinner and say the rosary. It was a special treat if you were the one who got to light the candle next to Virgin Mary statue.
18.)I had braces when I was growing up. No big deal but the youngest three in the family all had braces. I still wonder how my Mom could afford that.
19.)I had a miscarriage back in 1998. It was with an ex-boyfriend who was verbally abusive to me. Although my husband and I are childless, I still think that was God showing me the way my life was suppose to go.
20.) My goal is to walk a 5k next month (BFA FCA 5K at Willow Creek) so I need all the motivation I can get.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Motorcycle License
I've been thinking of getting my motocycle license. It was high 78 degrees on this gorgeous March day. Rick took his bike out riding and I have been getting jealous. I use to love to ride my moped when I was 16-17yrs old. I know it is not the same thing but just feeling the wind blowing through my hair like Fabio commerical would be wonderful. I am not talking about a big HOG (sorry MPOM) but I really like that reverse trike I saw on commercial. (CAN AM BRP but it is $20,000)
I also like the guys that are in Rick's motorcycle club. Since they are all police, fire, ems and ex-military...they always are safe and looking out for one another. I checked online about EOD motorcyle club but that is only for EOD members.
Speaking of which, for Tyler's 1 year anniversary, they are having a EOD ball down in Florida. I guess they are invited for memorial but seeing how Florida is now closer than Massachusetts...I might ask about going. Espeically since it is also in Ft. Walton Beach where my best friend Bridget lives.
I am aching to go camping too. This beautiful weather plus looking at the camper in the backyard has got me wishing I was sitting next to a nice stream, brook or CRICK, listening to the water and watching my husband fly-fish for brownies.
Oh would that be nice. *even better would be a nice trout on the grill with a little lemon, dill and onion....yum.
I also like the guys that are in Rick's motorcycle club. Since they are all police, fire, ems and ex-military...they always are safe and looking out for one another. I checked online about EOD motorcyle club but that is only for EOD members.
Speaking of which, for Tyler's 1 year anniversary, they are having a EOD ball down in Florida. I guess they are invited for memorial but seeing how Florida is now closer than Massachusetts...I might ask about going. Espeically since it is also in Ft. Walton Beach where my best friend Bridget lives.
I am aching to go camping too. This beautiful weather plus looking at the camper in the backyard has got me wishing I was sitting next to a nice stream, brook or CRICK, listening to the water and watching my husband fly-fish for brownies.
Oh would that be nice. *even better would be a nice trout on the grill with a little lemon, dill and onion....yum.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Week 9
I began my new healthy lifestyle change on Jan 11th and it is now week 9. You would think I would feel better but there are only a few things that I notice that has changed.
My goal weight in June was suppose to be down by 44 lbs but it is going slow. I know I have to kick it in high gear at gym. My wallet is slim which makes my fridge slim which hopefully will make my waist slim.
THANK YOU CLAUDIA for your gift! She just bought me "Training for Life" by Debbie Rocker. I want to Rock this book and get healthy but I want it now.
- I am eating healthy but still give in every now and then to Girl Scout cookies.
- I am exercising which I haven't done in about 10 years.
- I am sleeping a little better but not consistantly.
- My clothes still feel the same but then again, I am bloated today.
- I noticed that I am getting my heart rate up to "optimal" workout range.
- My skin is feeling nice I think due to water.
- I haven't had a coca-cola in over two months! (but I did drink a Pepsi yesterday to be polite to my host)
- I passed up two opportunties to eat birthday cake and don't regret it.
My goal weight in June was suppose to be down by 44 lbs but it is going slow. I know I have to kick it in high gear at gym. My wallet is slim which makes my fridge slim which hopefully will make my waist slim.
THANK YOU CLAUDIA for your gift! She just bought me "Training for Life" by Debbie Rocker. I want to Rock this book and get healthy but I want it now.
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