Friday, June 24


It's just me and ding dong here for a couple of days, before I head off to Vegas,
while Bill and Connor are in San Diego, and Hannah heads home from her little vacation.

I haven't really written much about him lately.  Actually haven't written lately period.
So let's see. 
He lost his first tooth.  I didn't realize how loose it was until one night be was chewing on a popsicle stick or corn dog stick or something, and out it popped.  He was a little freaked thinking the stick made it come out.  In fact, that may very well be the reason, but we calmed his nerves and tossed five bucks under his pillow.  So what did he care at that point?

Next.  He swims like a fish.  A fearless fish....I guess that doesn't make sense.  But anyhoo.  Absolutely refuses to "swim" like Hannah and Connor.  Which is fine.  Until later on down the road when I have to drive to Timbuktu to get him to some other activity in the opposite direction of the JCC where Hannah and Connor are every day of their life.  Instead, he is enjoying the pool out back.  Jumping in.  Doing flips.  "Back Swim" as he calls it.  Handstands.  Twists.  You name it.  I'm tired just thinking about being with him in the pool.......
He is starting to test the waters with his brother and sister.  Absolutely NOT putting up with anything they dish out to him, which is plenty - you know - 'cause they think he is 10 and not 5....  He has no problem getting right up in their face.  I turn away and laugh.  Not only can he dish it back well, someday he is going to be bigger and taller than both of them.  I can feel it.... And then they are in trouble.

He has successfully conquered every Playstation 2 game that he is in possession of.  Proudly.  And obsessively.  He asks to be logged on to youtube so he can watch the cheats.  I'm not kidding. A boy on a mission, right?   Unfortunately though, he cannot read.  Still.  Not interested.  And to be perfectly honest, I am not interested in teaching him.  I am too impatient.  And I yell.  Not a good combo for a cute little 5 year old, that I love and don't want to hurt.  So it is what it is.  He'll learn......eventually.

He continues to prove to us that he is a pretty smart kid.  Comes out with shit that Bill and I look at each other and go "WHERE the hell did he learn THAT?".  Loves to write his letters and draws pretty cool pictures.  Sings and dances (for Seinfeld fans - a little like Elaine dances).  And every single day - lives a happy existence.

Although there are moments like, when he crawls up into our bed at 2:00 in the morning, and I wanna kick his butt back into his own bed.  I know that I won't.  A.  Because I'm lazy.  and 2.  Because I love him.  So much.  Even when he punches me in the head with his fist while he's sleeping.
He completely and totally makes having a kid late in life so very worth it.

I say that now. 
Maybe not when I am 66 and he is just graduating college.

Wednesday, June 22

it has been brought to the forefront lately that...

one mistake I made (one of numerous mistakes admittedly) almost 2 years ago,
is one that will never be erased.

Which made me remember this quote - one I've posted before.

"There are no mistakes.  The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant,
are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take,
they're necessary to reach the places we've chosen to go."  Richard Bach
I truly believe this.
But am not stupid enough to see
how a mistake has changed my life forever.

I've made peace with this.
I think.
In the sense of my own well being.
I am not any less angry though.
Your Welcome...for the opportunity of manipulation.

Tuesday, June 21

1st Day of Summer

one thing that means is the official start of swimsuit season.

And while we've all taken a dip in the pool out back
in the privacy of our own yard,
the time will come,
when I will have to brave the uncomfortable-ness
of some sort of public display.

for instance this upcoming weekend's trip to Vegas
to hang out by a pool and sip,
whatever it is I will be sipping...and getting tan.

And I'm thinking a couple things.
Thank God I've lost 25 lbs
I need to get me some "boot camp"
to tone up.
I need to rock being 46.....

So here's to my most favorite season.
I love summer!

Sunday, June 19

I knew I loved Scottsdale...

but I REALLY love Sedona....

We decided we would live there in a heartbeat...
until we remembered it snows there.

Here is a little snapshot into our couple of days there
to celebrate Father's Day.

Sunday, June 12

just to set the record straight....

Driving home from Tucson, left time for a little reflection of the four whole days spent there.
By far the best thing was getting to have lunch with some old friends from Las Vegas! 

The next best thing?

The Ostrich Farm!

Between the crazy ostriches,
the very cute deer ( I want one...)
the Sicilian asses...I mean donkey's,
the Whack-A-Goat display,
and the birds that totally overtake you 'cause "You've got nectar"...

the swim meet was pretty much a distant memory.

I think that's what put that way in the back of my mind -
or maybe it was just the so-so swimming that took place.....

just sayin'

Wednesday, June 8

come on...say it with me....


so sweet



and I am not even talking about Garrin!

Check out this little family.....of quails.

Friday, June 3

Just sitting here

It's about 10:30 pm and there is a very good possibility that the extremely large quantity of
homemade green iced tea I've consumed throughout the day, is what, in fact, keeping me awake
so late.  Though it apparently does NOT have a lot of caffeine in it.  Who knows.

Nonetheless.  I am sitting here after finally finishing reading
the gi-normous book - I Know This Much Is True
by Wally Lamb.
I took me freaking forever.  I even read another book in between.

Bill is sitting on the other couch
COMPLETELY ENGROSSED in Steven Tyler's new book -
Does The Noise In My Head Bother You?
He started tonight and is halfway through the book already.
I think he skips pages.
I've had that argument with him before.
He skims....that's how he finishes so quickly.
I re-read sometimes.  I absorb.
The point is - he snatched up the book before I could get my hands
on it - I will now have to make another choice.

So.  That being said.
I decided to grab my laptop,
update my twitter and my facebook,
stalk a couple new friends I have,
and open up my stinking blog
that I haven't come near in nearly a month.

What the hell?
Hello - Tao of Gini

Lack of time.
Lack of motivation.
Lack of photos.

Certainly NOT for lack of material.
Maybe though, it is the plethora of thoughts that have been
running through my mind.
The clash of good versus evil with my thinking.
The confusion of feelings.
The good stuff mixed with the bad crap.

I just can't get it down in words.

So let's see.
Let's see what happens.

I've missed my blog.
I've missed the catharsis of writing.
We will see....

For now - off to bed.
Kids have an early morning....for the next two months.....


for swimming

that they love

and that I oblige...

It's all good.