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{May 1, 2013}   A great idea!

Leaving can be difficult.

It affects so many people and in so many different ways. For the person who is going, it can be bittersweet, they are excited about a new and exciting venture, but they are leaving so much behind. For the people who are staying behind, they are excited for their friend or family, but sad to be left behind.

I don’t know if you’ve experienced this, seems to be mainly with teenagers, especially those going to college, they become incredibly unbearable, hard to deal with and hard to be around. This is common, subconsciously, it’s easier to leave if someone is mad at you, so they make everyone around them miserable and mad at them, they can leave thinking they aren’t wanted there anyway.

For me, Georgia has never been my true home, I was ready to leave about a year after I got here and then I met the wasband and we stayed, we promised the kids we’d stay in Georgia until after they graduated high school. I was excited about the new venture and then that ended and what was I going to do then?

The house went on the market and the possibilities opened up, I was going to move to the beach. I had a lot of friends in Georgia, but none that I was super super close with like I am now and it was going to be great, I was going to move, keep my friends and make new ones, and have a place for people to visit.

Then I started to settle in, made some new friends and got a lot closer with others, you might have noticed through my posts the people who are mentioned a lot. Going will be tough, and I promise not to be a ….and make people mad to make it easier to leave! But we will be back a few times a year for special occasions.

We’ll be back in July for two reasons, DCM’s daughters birthday big 16th! And I am doing the Peachtree Roadrace with CKM, then in September I am running a race and seeing my dentist, there are special birthdays to celebrate (Miss A, SSD, just to name a few), so not to worry fair Georgians, I will be back!

But…here is where my great idea comes in! I have a bunch of friends I get to go out with, brunch, lunch, dinner. Well it’s those times I am really going to miss so I proposed today to many of them that even though we would still talk on the phone a bunch, I want to set up virtual dinner/lunch/brunch dates. We will grab some dinner, Skype or FaceTime and have a meal while sitting across from each other! I thought it was a great idea and I look forward to that time with my friends and family!

That idea makes me smile



{April 28, 2013}   It’s really coming along!

First friends and family, I want to apologize. I know most of my posts lately have been about moving, the move and packing. At the moment, this is my life and that’s what’s on my mind and you are the victim, as the faithful reader of this blog.

Second, I promise this will not be all my posts going forward! It will be for a few more days and then there will be posts peppered here and there when the move finally happens, the unmove/unpacking when I finally get there and then exciting new adventures! I can’t wait to take you with me.

With that being said, it’s really coming along! I am still going crazy with all the chaos and clutter, yes, friends, I, JRS, said clutter! Anyone that knows me knows I like a good mess; the living room is clean and tidy, but there are crafting things on the table or in the corner, my desk is always cluttered, I have no excuse for that, bedroom is put together, but there are some books or yarn laying around, I’m ok with that. This is driving me C R A Z Y! There is stuff EVERYWHERE!!!

When I was a kid, my parents thought the next world disease outbreak was going to start in my room! I was a Messy Marvin and proud of it! When the cleaners would come, everything would go on the bed, after they left, right back on the floor! What is it they say, a messy desk is the sign of a brilliant mind!

The hard thing with packing, for me anyway, is that I get bored of one room after a while; I am packing, packing, packing and then I am so done with that room, I go to another, so every room is in a state of getting done. But…lo and behold, as I pack a little here and a little there, move this over there, I look around and there are boxes stacked in the closets and I can see floor! It’s really coming along!

I can see this room being done soon and I can see that room next, it’s crazy how that happens. Every time I come across a piece of clothing, into the closet it goes, uh oh…I went in there earlier and thought “I am so not looking forward to packing this closet” but then I was just in there pulling out bags to pack [Yes, I said BAGS! I already have 2 boxes – Hi my name is JRS and I am a bagaholic!] and cleared some space and realized that it won’t be too hard to pack the closet, crisis averted!

I am sitting in my office, newly staged, but not quite ready to show you pictures, those will probably come tomorrow, as I am so close, I can taste it and want to be done with it! And I am thinking, ok, it’s almost done, two rooms down, then the bedroom.  It feels good.

I had a great idea today, I asked one of my neighbor’s son’s to move boxes down to the garage, wahoo, how smart am I? He wasn’t available today, so later this week and then when I get a POD, I will hire him to pack the POD, what a huge weight off my shoulders! The garage is almost ready to go!

The best part of all this, I am looking to the future…when all this packing is done and the house is staged, I am looking forward to sitting on “my personality” and doing nothing! I know, those of you that know me are saying, “I just don’t see that happening!” Well, I don’t either, but it sounds good!

Gotta go, another box to pack!



{April 25, 2013}   Falling apart

I may very well be falling apart.

How old am I? Some days I feel like my body has it in for me and some of those days I think, “ok, you win”. Who wins and who am I talking to?

This last year has taken a toll on my body. I am only talking about the external, internal is a treat. I’ve had bunions on both my feet, something I inherited from my mom and grandfather, thanks! Most of the time I can deal with it, but it has hampered my ability to purchase some really cute shoes that might dig into them, I bought some ballet flats and said “the hell with it” and sometimes it’s a good day and sometimes it’s a bad day. There are times that they hurt after a long day, standing for a long time or just for being there, I have even woken up screaming from the pain.

When I went to see Dr Julian for something else, we talked about surgery, he said bunion surgery was his favorite, when I asked why, he told me because it was easy for him, and he didn’t have to deal with the recovery, gee thanks! I’ve considered it off and on for years, but, I found out, it’s 2-4 weeks off your feet completely then about 3 (maybe 6, I could be completely wrong here) months full recovery. That means no walking, no races, what? Nope!

The reason I went to see Dr Julian, and by the way, amazing podiatrist in Atlanta! Was my feet were hurting after I walked a few miles and when I did the Atlanta Women’s 2 Day, 30 miles in 2 days, I had blisters that had blisters, ouch. He told me I had heel spurs, thank goodness I wasn’t the hypochondriac I thought I might be turning into! He gave me some Smart Feet and recommended the sneakers I needed and exercises that I have to do. The Smart Feet are great, I just picked up some new ones, (they need to be replaced every 8 months) I wore them to my last mud run, so now I need new clean ones and a pair of new clean sneakers. I vowed never to run any kind of race without the proper foot-ware and Smart Feet, I learned my lesson, that which I am still paying for over a month later. (I do my exercises most of the time, I really try.)

The next fun thing to happen…I wrenched my knee! I was coming downhill, through the woods, in the mud, at a race and something snapped, great! Oh my word, I don’t know if I’ve been in that kind of pain before, well, maybe kidney stones, but it kept waking me up! Now I am very careful when I run, especially downhill. Luckily, each time it has happened, it was close to the end of a race. Yes, I said each time, I never claimed to be that smart! I saw someone after a race, he wrapped it with Rock Tape http://rocktape.com/products/tape/. I was rockin! And it helped! He told me what the issue was and I would love to tell you, if I could remember! One thing he told me to do was lunges, let me know how that worked out for you! I know, need to make an appointment with an orthopedist and I will, I promise! It’s hard to remember to make an appointment when nothing feels wrong, you know?

Now…I think I have carpel tunnel, really? I know it comes from a lot of typing and using your wrists, well, I have all the symptoms and when I spoke to a pharmacist, he said it sounded like carpel tunnel. So, it wakes me up at night, but when my hand falls asleep while I am asleep, then I don’t feel it, kind of ironic, isn’t it? I am wearing a wrist brace and making an appointment, when it happened the last time, I an to cancel the appointment. I didn’t think anything of it when it first happened, it only lasted a few days, these last few times have been for weeks a a time. I know, I know, make an appointment. I will, tomorrow! What I’m afraid of with the carpel tunnel, they’ll do an X-ray, tell me to take Tylenol and wear a wrist brace, thanks and here’s your copay.

I can tell you that as much pain as I am in, it has not stopped me and I just keep going, but wait, I’m not done. When my feet hurt too much to walk, I do take it easy and don’t do my morning run/walks, like today and yesterday, so there. I am sort of taking care of myself.

How old am I? Some days my body feels ancient, but I am stubborn like a 3year old, I won’t stop moving! Somebody stop me! (Wish me luck in the race tomorrow!)



{April 24, 2013}   My Monopoly Collection

It all started with The Wizard of Oz…

For my birthday, my friend LGR gave me Wizard of Oz Monopoly and it seemed to take off from there. I played Monopoly as a kid, but it wasn’t a great love or fascination for me, but I enjoyed it, I was a passive player. I know people who have marathons, can play for hours and others who don’t like to play, for that reason.

And for that reason, is started hosting Monopoly Marathons, I set up 3-4 games, depending on how many people attend, one in each room, a different version (we’re getting there) and everyone is on a team. One person from each team is at a table, so each table has someone from team 1,2,3,4. We play for 30 minutes, then when the buzzer sounds, or I yell “Time!” everyone moves to another table, you don’t have to go to the next logical table, as long as there is one person from each team at a table. When you sit at the table, you have to sit at your teammate’s seat and play the hand that they left. You may have started at that table with money, property, hotels and come back and find that you are bankrupt!

People seem to like it, it goes quickly and you’re never in one spot for too long. At the end of the tournament, there are prizes for the team with the most money/property. I also ask people to bring specific food, never telling them what the versions we are playing. For example, Kiss-opoly (based on the band) I asked for Hershey’s kisses, we played NY Yankees, I asked for peanuts, pretzels and cracker jacks, get the idea?

My friend AM is uncanny when it comes to Monopoly, he is like Yoda, he plays without looking at the cards, he knows exactly how much each property is worth, what the mortgage is and what it would take to get it out of hock, without even thinking, he’s amazing! He also gave me Waffle-opoly!
I got The Beatles from my dad for Chanukah and my latest? DCM found Klingon! Geek out people!

Before I list out my collection, as people have asked me to do, I want to tell you about my pride and joy. Years ago, and I mean years, I cross stitched an afghan with a Monopoly board, I think one day I a going to cross stitch the properties. I have played on the blanket, kids love it. I hope you enjoy the picture.

I once took a picture with all the monopolies I had at the time, I am 5’1 & 1/2 ” tall, with my hand extended I couldn’t reach the top of the pile and I’ve added more since. I am spoiled! People will buy them for me, I have only purchased a few, and I’ve played many of them, but I love them all!

I have had pictures of my collection on Facebook and I was so tickled when someone I have known since grade school and reconnected with on Facebook, SBS, said she had her mom’s Monopoly from when she was a kid and would I like it? Oh my yes, she dropped it off at my dad’s house and now it is part of my collection! How lucky am I?

How about this…I was in Las Vegas with my dad in October 2009, staying at Caesar’s and what did we find? The World Monopoly Championship! What are the odds? There were players from all over the world! They had team jackets, track suits, coaches, translators, separate judges and bankers! It was awesome! The pot was exactly $20,071, exactly what is in the bank in a game of Monopoly!

I didn’t start out collecting these, but I love each and every one of them, I hope to have more, so if you find a unique one, one that screams YOU, send it my way! I will love it dearly!

Here now, is my collection (some of them are not Parker Bros)
Official
Snow Boarding The Beatles The Muppets Sesame Street
Greenway Packers The Nightmare before Christmas. Whooville
My Marvel Heroes. Nintendo. Justice League of America
Disney Theme Parks. Monopoly Junior Classic Wooden. Harley Davidson
St Louis Rams. NY Yankees. Wizard of Oz. M & Ms
Las Vegas. Pirates of the Caribbean Rudolph
The Simpsons. Simpsons: Treehouse of Terror. Mickey Mouse (75th edition)
Fantastic Four. Scooby Doo: Fright Fest Edition. Pokemon
The Muppets (collectors edition). Lord of the Rings Klingon
Coca Cola Star Wars: Episode I. Millennium (has rice paper money!)
Disney. NFL. Original (1950’s)
Classic 1935 Reproduction. Looney Tunes. Here & Now
Anniversary Edition (mine from when I was a kid!). 2006 edition
Electronic (play with an iPad)
Fancy schmancy wooden box edition I got at Restoration Hardware
I gave DCM USMC ooh rah!

Unofficial (add “opoly”to the end of each one)
Motown. Atlantis. Waffle. Niagra. Earth.
Anti. Kiss. Greatful Dead. Brew. Stitch.
Redneck (thanks twin) Cat. Atlanta. Millennium.
Make your own. Brooklyn Dodgers. Staten – Comes in a pizza box!

Who wants to play?

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{April 23, 2013}   Fortunes

Why are we so fascinated with our fortunes? Isn’t the future something that should be a surprise, so to speak, or at least to a point.

Some people believe in Tarot Cards, some go to psychics, but I always think that if a psychic has something to tell me, they should be calling me, right?

Ok, what inspired my blog is even more basic, fortune cookies. I don’t know why we’re so fascinated with fortune cookies, ok, well I am! I love getting my fortune cookie after a meal, this would be Chinese food specifically, I don’t know another nationailty that gives out fortune cookies with your check. I have a buddah bowl that I painted for my fortunes, I hope to find it in a box some day. I also have “A Fortune Collecting Journal” http://www.amazon.com/Fortune-Collecting-Journa-Potter-Style/dp/0307352331. I had entered a few fortunes then I couldn’t find the book and now I have it again, guess what I’m going to start doing!

Sometimes we have to wonder what the fortune maker was smoking when they wrote the fortunes! My dad’s SO, LD got a fortune “Next time, you leave the house, turn left” what? I had one that said “You are a good man” huh? There was a commerical that someone sent me, and I have been trying to find it for you that showed how fortunes are created, it was very funny [someone in the basement of the restaurant was listening to conversations and wrote accordingly].

There are some cool things about fortune cookies, not only is it a tasty treat, but your lottery numbers are included! I like when you get to learn a new phrase or word, they give you the english and then the chinese, both written in chinese and the phonetic pronunciation.

Do you ever get the feeling that the writer was bored? Or that your fortune was meant for someone else? Scary when some of them sort of come true!

Last night, I went for dinner with CKM, her fortune said [and I am paraphrasing] “You are a good creative writer, you should write a book” she looked at me, huh? I laughed, that should have been mine, I’ve been writing a book for a while, if I had gotten it, it might have been a sign. My fortune said “You will soon be reunited with an old friend” ok, I’ll bite, I wonder who. I don’t usually listen.

But… lo and behold, last night, as I was checking things out on FaceBook, I got a message from someone I haven’t spoken to in about 3 years! What are the odds? We started talking and caught up for about 45 minutes. So, maybe my fortune was true.

Wait, that means I need to play the lottery with the numbers on the back, wish me luck!

And good luck to you!

 



{April 18, 2013}   Making People Laugh

Making someone laugh is great. Hearing a good belly laugh, terrific.

I think you will probably agree, one of the greatest sounds in the world is a child’s laugh. Why else would there be so many videos online,cellphone ringtones.

Are you able to make others laugh? Make yourself laugh? Laugh hard enough to snort? [yeah, the last two are me, more often than not].

I love getting someone to laugh.

I used to make my sister laugh when we were kids with childish body humor, ok, so it was even well into our teens and young adult hood, but we’re sisters, that’s what we do. Now, we share a look, a joke, an inside joke, sometimes, it’s hiding our faces when we don’t want to be seen laughing, is it wrong when a child is having a tantrum and you need to keep a straight face? One of the best laughs my sister and I had in recent years was when her first born was a few months old, and the three of us were in the park, it was wonderful to see her let go and fall apart laughing like that.

My dad has a great sense of humor, he loves to laugh and he can draw the attention of a comic on stage, I guess I take after him. He loves to tell a good joke and to hear one, i know that when I hear a good joke, sometimes I have to call him right away so I don’t forget. I told him one recently that I thought he was going to fall on the floor, even better, we were telling EJ a bedtime story and she made a gesture and said something that reminded us of the joke, and we had a very hard time collecting ourselves, EJ was taken with our laughter and couldn’t help herself, she started giggling and it was hard to stop, just kind of fueled us as well. He and I have laughed at the same things in movies, shared a moment, even a look. Sometimes he’s like my conspirator, it’s fun!

EJ and MG are giggle monsters, just get them in a hug and kiss their necks or snuggle up with them and start to tickle them, it’s non stop laughter and who doesn’t want to hear that! Miss A loves to bounce and have wind blown in her face, tickle her in the right spot, she becomes a snorter, which, in turn, makes me laugh and snort!

I like to make my friends laugh, mostly at my own expense, with dorky stories about myself, but sometimes it’s a shared memory, a look, but mostly…a dorky story about me, who wouldn’t sacrifice themselves for their friends? And shared stories are what we are going to look back on when we’re much much much older, to get us through the tough times and make us smile.

With DCM, we laugh a lot, mostly because we have a similar twisted sense of humor. We might be talking about something and one or the other will make a bad pun, “you had to go there, didn’t you?”. I’ll pull out a movie quote, sometimes at the oddest moments and he will bust out with a good deep belly laugh; while we are in a movie, I will make comments and he can’t help but laugh. Facebook makes us both crack up, his granddaughter LB, makes us laugh, especially when he wants to Facetime with her and she’s looking for me and Elmo, so sad, but also funny. Then, sometimes, when we are sitting together, I realize he’s reading a new post and I know exactly when he’s going to laugh [kind of like he did when he read “you had to go there, didn’t you?]

All I can say is enjoy life and at least once a day, have a laugh!



When I told people I would be moving to Colorado, on several occasions, I was told, by different people, bring a change of clothes for every season when you leave the house in the morning!

Apparently, you can have all four seasons happen in one afternoon!

Well, here it is, the middle of April, when, as they say…”April Showers bring may flowers”. No where in that rhyme did they mention snow, let alone a snowstorm!!

I flew into Denver Friday night, it was in the 70s when I left Atlanta and it was in the 50s when I landed. Not too bad, I had worn long sleeves and had two jacket options in my bag, nothing heavy. Saturday was gorgeous! It was in the low to mid 60s, jeans and short sleeve shirt, maybe a light jacket, there was a breeze. Didn’t even need the jacket I took into the movie theater. Nice.

Sunday was a little chillier, but nice, mid 50s; long sleeves, jeans and a light jacket, still a nice day.

I looked at the weather forecast before I left Atlanta, it said lows of 40 and highs of 58 all week. Where was the snowstorm warning? Avalanche warning? It started snowing Sunday evening, with no signs of stopping. Wait, do I hear some music starting? “Oh, the weather outside is frightening…” The snow keeps coming and coming and coming.

Monday morning, it was time to find out what the traffic might be like from where we are staying to the office. Let’s just say, the 30 minute commute turned into over an hour, due to the snow, icy roads and cautious drivers. It only took me about 30 minutes to get back to the hotel. When it was time to go get DCM, there was at least six inches of snow on the truck, had to clean off the truck, something I haven’t done in a LONG time! Didn’t take too long getting to the office to get DCM, cleaned off the truck some more while I was in the parking deck, confused a few people because there was no snow inside the parking deck!

On the way back to the hotel, had to pull over to clear off the wipers, they started icing as we were driving. We got back to the hotel and ordered pizza, we were in for the night! The snow kept coming down, no sign of letting up and even though DCM left really early to the office, still took 1.45 to get there! Snow, ice, freezing… The snow kept coming, we had a total of 16 inches in Boulder! But what? Schools were still open? No rush on the grocery store? Streets were clear? Where am I?

Dorky, yet cool? There is so much snow in the bed of the truck…we put some ice cream back there to keep it cold!

The oddest thing for me? Aside from the winter storm warnings, there were avalanche warnings! No where near where we are, but still, I have never seen that on the news! Things started clearing up, but as we were driving back to the hotel, guess what started coming down? Who knows what tomorrow holds!

No matter what’s going on out there…I’m excited and what did this inspire? I may have to wait until next year, but…I’m ready to get back on the slopes!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



{April 15, 2013}   Saddened and Encouraged

There is a quote that many people have posted on Facebook today “When I was and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping. ‘To this day, especially in times of disaster, I remember my mother’s words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.” Mister Rogers

That statement has never been more true than today. Look for the helpers, they were there at the first sign of trouble. My sister used to volunteer for the Red Cross, a few times for the Boston Marathon, can you imaging how proud I am of her?

The response to the incident was amazing, there is always a mobile hospital at the finish, everything was mobilized within minutes, ambulance, fire, police.

I received a call from SLD while I was on a conference call, when I texted back that I wasn’t available, was everything ok? She replied that she wanted to check if my family and friends in Boston were ok, why? Then she told me, what? Two bombs went off at the finish for the Boston Marathon. Immediately texted my brother in law, AS, I knew that my sister, GES, had just landed safely in London, happy to say. AS and EJ were on the train going home from a Red Sox game.

RG had been announcing the race, she posted pictures earlier in the morning, she was ok, so said her husband on her Facebook page. She’s been posting today, keeping us posted on how she was doing.

I called JCT, she was working 1/2 a mile away, heard something, but was ok. My friend, CWB, was sitting at Logan airport hoping to get on her flight to go home, it was delayed a bit, but she made it home to Philly finally.

I checked with other friends, they were all present and accounted for and safe, thank goodness. S many people were checking with me that my friends and family in Boston were safe, thank you.

Whoever did this, knew what they were doing. The bombs went off about the four hour mark and at the finish, where there were families and friends waiting, kids, seriously? Hasn’t there been enough violence, can’t people make their points without anyone getting hurt? Anyone else dying?

What terrorists fail to understand is that no matter what they seem to throw at us, The United States of America comes together and comes out stronger than before. We come together as a nation that cannot be torn apart or asunder. That makes me proud.

President Obama said, “Today, we are not republicans, we are not democrats, we are Americans.”

There was a touching story, amid all the tragedy, George and Laura Bush became grandparents for the first time, no matter what your believe or think, we need hope and how much does that scream hope? I wish them luck, what a ride they are in for, there is nothing like it!

Also during all the emails and texts and posts, I got the best text, it was a video, EJ rode her two wheeler all by her self! I called and spoke with her “Hi EJ” “Hi Auntie J! I rode my bike today! No falling no all by myself!” “I’m so proud of you EJ, can’t wait to see you on your bike! I love you!” “I love you too, bye!”

While I am saddened by what happened today as I am by events like this, I am encouraged that we will emerge a stronger nation, that we have to have hope and when I see people helping each other, it restores my faith in humanity, which some days feels like its being tested, oh so many times.

Be good to each other (not just a line from Bill and Ted), it’s important and one thing we are good not and need.

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{April 11, 2013}   Coincidence? Fate?

I’ve thought a lot about coincidences lately and then we were talking about them at dinner the other night. If I hadn’t done…..then I wouldn’t have met….or wouldn’t have experienced….

Do you spend much time doing that? CKM was talking about all the connections to Brookhaven, after a few, I said, you mean like “Six Degrees of Brookhaven (sorry Kevin Bacon!)”? Exactly!

So then I thought some more about it, especially with the group I was with. I met CKM at a Super Bowl party with a friend of ours, but if it wasn’t for the friends friendship with my friend BG’s wife, they never would have been at the Super Bowl party and if that friend hadn’t moved on when she did, we might not be as close as we are today, possibly, but who knows and I’m not taking anything for granted.

BG and his wife, CA and I all worked for the same company, as did TS. What are the odds that we all end up at BG and CA’s house for a party and TS says, “this was my daughter’s baby house!”

SDL and I had met way back in the day at Georgia State University, she was undergrad, I was doing some grad work, we hit it off, then we lost touch after a few years and happened to run into each other at a going away party for my neighbor’s son. It was a nasty rainy night and both of us almost didn’t go, how tragic would that have been. We’ve been thick as thieves ever since!
If I hadn’t moved into this neighborhood, I never would have met those neighbors or the son to go to the party to see SDL.

Also, if I hadn’t moved into this neighborhood, the wasband would never have met his new wife (all I’m going to say on this) which led me to needing to find a job, and if I hadn’t been talking to a friend of ours and told him that I was looking for a job, I wouldn’t have been connected to the company where I realized my true passion, training, as well as meeting RS and JCT, two of my closest friends, then SS and her partner SD, another of my very dear close friends, to whom I am now auntie to their new baby girl SSD! The funny part is what I always like to say, changing jobs and no longer working for SS was one of the greatest things that could have happened, we became friends!

When i got transferred from SS’s group, I ended up working for the same group as DCM two years after PK got me the job there! A friendship formed and then, well, you know the rest.And that’s one of my favorite twists of fate, imagine that!

So, call it what you like, coincidence, fate, I believe most things happen for a reason, we are meant to in that place at that time, not every time, but more often than not, don’t run from it, embrace it and look at each moment as just what it is, a moment, but keep your eyes and mind open, you never know or who what might be waiting around the corner.



{April 10, 2013}   Siblings Day

Did you know that today is National Siblings Day?

I didn’t until I saw a post on Facebook a few hours ago. Well, that solved the “what am I going to blog about today question?” And just for the record, I don’t have to blog towards midnight, it just seems to work out that way, I think about things during the day, then something comes up and I’m off doing something else and then it’s about 10 and I remember, it’s time to blog.

Back to siblings. Siblings are great, some are born together, some are from the same parents, some are from different parents, some aren’t even from the same parents at all, then there’s brother from another mother, ha ha.

I know there are people out there who don’t have siblings and can’t imagine life with one, take away from their time, their relationship with their parents and then there are some who have multiple siblings and wish they were only children! Even kids like myself, with one sibling, at one time or another wished they were only children!

When you’re kids, it’s a hard lesson when you find out, your younger sibling isn’t going anywhere, they at there for the long haul, you can’t give them away, hide them or sell them, oh well. I myself, found out at one point that I despised my sister, I was getting headaches, the rocks were clanging in my head, couldn’t see the blackboard, all at the same time, I needed glasses and she was there to stay, so deal with it!

On the other hand, I remember when my mom was pregnant with my sister, GES, everyone asked what I wanted, a sister I said proudly! Then I used to tell her she should be lucky, I could have asked for a brother! I remember the ride home from the hospital, I say in the back seat of the green beetle bug (see, beetle love started very early for me!) with my mom, holding my new baby sister in my lap all the way home! There is a great picture of me getting to hold her on my parents bed, I look at it now and it’s like it was yesterday. (ok, GES, I am tearing up as we speak, man, we have turned into mommy!)

I was a few months shy of being four years old when she was born and I knew I was in for a treat, my best friend for life. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t all perfect, there were times I tried to leave her behind when friends would come to play, but there were never two more steadfast friends, confidants and conspirators than us. During the summer, there weren’t other kids to play with, so it was us, we shared a room at the summer house and it was great. We’d bike to the library, when we were old enough to go alone, we’d bike to the beach, I still remember holding on to the bike while roller blading, that didn’t end well!

We fought like cats and dogs and we could say horrible things to each other, but no one better say anything against my sister, you have me to deal with. And that’s the way it should be!

My favorite things she would yell at me when she was little…”D, you’re getting on my nervous!”

One of the great things about having a sibling that I wish everyone could experience and realize is that you now have a best friend for life, never take that for granted. I don’t know what my life wold have been like as an only child, glad I never had to find out!

As we got older, I remember my clothes going missing, someone going through my things, borrowing without asking, seeming like she got everything (we all have a flair for the dramatic at that age!)and being annoyed, but inside, so flattered! I left my army jacket when I went to college, I wonder what happened to it! I was at my sister’s house a few weeks ago, the sheets for the bed I was using? My first set of sheets from my college dorm room. I used to type her papers when she was in high school and wrap all the presents. I’m sure she could have done all that, and if she just did it because she wanted her big sister to help, I never complained.

I remember giving her my drivers license when I moved to GA, a friend of hers ended up using it, looked more like me than she did! But people were always telling us we looked alike, our mom had trouble telling our baby photos apart!

I remember little siblings weekend, when she came to stay with me my freshman year, getting to show her off, introduce her to everyone and then visiting her when she was in college, so proud hearing from people how great she was, some things never change!

As we’ve gotten older and grown apart logistically, we still remain steadfast friends and companions and conspirators. We realized we’re maturing, well, sometimes, when we can go more than 4 days without having a fight when we’re together, oh, it used to be 1day, maybe 2 if we were lucky!

We cook together, what feast we put on for Passover! (Shhh…don’t tell the vegans and vegetarians that I will taste most of what we cook, just a taste, I still remember what’s grandma and mommy’s chicken soup tasted like!). We work so well together and then when it’s all said and done, we sit down across from each other, prop our feet in each others laps and rub rub rub!

We laugh together, we cry together, we watch really bad TV together. What more could you want? One of the best things, I am getting to watch my sister become a wife and a mother and we far as mothers go, what a great one! I’m at every birthday, help plan and set them up, when I can, sometimes even channeling her when talking to her kids. I get to read night night books, stifle laughs when there is a tantrum (the kids, not her!) and get to marvel at what a fantastic job she has done with her kids, someone everyone could look up to. And I love those times when she lets go, doesn’t take herself too seriously and laughs at herself, well, I can’t laugh at her alone!

We may not see each other or talk on the phone other very often, but the time we do get is special and I value and treasure it. I know a lot of time when she texts “FaceTime?” It’s because of my nieces, but I still get to see my sister and I love that. She has been there for me through some tough times and I appreciate her so much for that and even better when she gets riled up on my behalf!

So, as it is National Siblings Day, I would like to give a big hello, a giant hug, huge smile and a whole lotta love to my baby sister, GES. I love you.



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