Saturday, June 13, 2009


Well, it finally happened--I am now the proud parent of a high school graduate! Woo-hoo! Hard to believe I am old enough to have a daughter who is almost 18--I am still convinced that I am only 30 something myself! LOL!

What is really neat is that Jordan graduated exactly 29 years to the day from the same school that I received my high school diploma! She even had a couple of the same teachers. Of course, they had stories to tell her about me--oh gee, thanks for bursting THAT particular little bubble for me! And here I thought I would be able to maintain my innocence--I was such an exemplary student!! LOL!

It was a proud moment for me and her dad and the rest of her family as we watched her walk down that aisle in her cap and gown with this huge grin on her face! We looked each other in the eye and then we had to look away or we would have both been bawling. Yeah, yeah, like mother like daughter--it was a Hallmark moment! I got misty several times over the past couple of weeks, but I managed to get through the entire ceremony without breaking down. Come on, folks--I still cry on the girls' first day of school every year! And they are in HIGH SCHOOL!

She spent that evening with all of her classmates at a huge Sober Grad party and then the next couple of days partying with different friends, including her own party on Tuesday.

The best part was when I got her report card on Friday. FIVE "A's"!! Wow! And her sister got solid B's with a couple of A's sprinkled in, including two on her final exams. Can you tell I am proud of my girls?!

So now we are moving into a new phase in our lives. Jordan will be starting at the junior college in the fall to get her pre-req's out of the way before she transfers to a 4 year college to complete her special ed major. Sierra will be going into her junior year at RC. It will be the first time that the girls haven't gone to school together. Ever. Not sure how they feel about it, but it will be very strange for me--still working on getting my mind around it...

I am looking forward to having Jordan spread her wings a little more. Watching her explore her new world, test her independence. She is very much a home-body so she never ventures far from mom, but now that she has her license and a car I have noticed that she is out and about quite a bit. It is so awesome seeing how much she enjoys this new phase in her life! These should be some of the best times of her life and I hope she enjoys every minute of them!

So--one down, one to go! Onward and upward....

Friday, May 01, 2009

Thus begins a new chapter...

My oldest daughter passed her driver's test this morning. She had a lot riding on it, to say the least! Tonight is her Senior Prom, and I told her if she passed her test she could drive herself there in whichever of our cars she wanted--including her dad's 'Vette! She decided to pass on the Corvette, since she is only 5' tall and she can't see out of it very well! Plus, since she will be wearing a long dress tonight, she decided she wants to drive my Tahoe because it sits up high and her dress won't drag when she gets in and out of it. A good choice, actually, since it is big and burly and she can see out of it and it has airbags all over in case something happens...

Can you tell I am a little--apprehensive, I guess you would call it--about my baby driving alone, at night, on Prom night? But I have to let her go--she will be 18 in a few months and she has earned her freedom. I just worry about the other idiots on the road with her and I just want her to be safe...

It is a good thing, truly it is, but along with my happiness for her there is some sadness for me.
Getting her license is just one more step she is taking away from me, of needing me, and I am not sure I am ready for that yet. It seems like just yesterday I was helping her take her first steps, or teaching her to ride her bike. Now here she is, a month away from graduating high school, her license hot off the presses, and I am the one who is trying to hold back a little, to slow things down. For me. She is ready--I know she is going to be fabulous--but I don't think I am!

I was so nervous when the examiner from the DMV came out to the car and told me I could go inside now! I was in tears as she drove away because I knew how much this meant to her and I really wanted her to pass. When they came back about 15 minutes later my heart stopped--she had said the test would take like 45 minutes so I thought she must have failed! I walked around the corner and she got out of the car with a big grin and said "Well, I guess we can go to Huckleberries'" and I knew she had passed (I had told her we would go out to breakfast if she passed)!! And then I cried again! LOL!

So now we move on to a new chapter in our lives. The one where I let go and let her discover who she is and who she wants to be. I'm not really sure how this chapter will end--haven't scripted it out yet, because now I am writing it with someone else and she is going to have a lot of input from now on. Should be interesting. Stick around and see where we go.. It could be A Wild Ride! (*wink* to The Cherries!)

Monday, February 16, 2009

Puppy Love

I have decided that I MUST have Pomeranians in my life always and forever. In fact, I don't know why it has taken me so long to get one. I have loved Poms since I was a kids--I always thought that if I was to ever get a small dog that Poms would be my choice. I just think they are probably one of the cutest dogs in the world with their little foxy faces and fluffy hair!

I have always preferred long-haired dogs. I like being able to bury my hands in it and stroke it and brush it. And up 'til a few years ago I have always preferred BIG dogs--never could understand why someone would waste their time on some little ankle-biter dog when you could have a REAL dog!

When I was a freshman in high school our PE/basketball coach got a puppy from one of the dairy kids. He was a German Shepherd cross and he was HUGE! His name was Moose, and let me tell you--he certainly fit his name! I came across Moose one day while I was over at my sister's fiance's house (just around the corner) training their puppy Shamus. Coach walked out of his house and saw me walking the dog and asked what I was doing. I had been training dogs since I was about ten, starting with my dad's hunting dogs, and he was impressed and asked if I wanted to train Moose.

It was love at first sight. Moose was the most intelligent dog I had ever gotten to be around. He was the perfect dog--and he taught me a thing or two along the way! Needless to say Coach let me do what I wanted with him and we basically shared him for the next several years. I would take Moose with me on the weekends when I got to go camping--he was my companion of choice on my very first trip. I mean, who is going to mess around with a girl who has a 120 pound Shepherd with her, right?!

But Moose spoiled me for other dogs. Every dog I have had since must go up against the Moose Meter--and none of them have ever measured up. Some have come close, but none have been Moose.

But now I have these two small dogs, and I have found that they give me great joy every day. They aren't Moose--far from it. But between the two of them they fulfill that joy and love I had with him better than any one dog ever has before. They make me laugh every day with their antics! Tavi, I have figured out, believes he is a big dog that unfortunately happens to live in a small dog body. So it offends him greatly to be picked up and loved on or carried anywhere. I have taken to putting a leash on him to take him to the truck to go anywhere so that he thinks he is a big boy--gives him a much better attitude! And when he comes into the house and demands my attention by barking and grabbing at my pants I just sit down and pet him on the floor instead of picking him up and snuggling him.

Jazz, on the other hand, believes her feet should never be on the floor and that my job in life is to snuggle her and be as close to her as is humanly possible. If I sit down, you can be guaranteed she is cuddled up against me before I even get comfortable! If I am at the computer she lays under my feet. At night she sleeps between my hubby and my pillows. Tavi prefers his kennel--it is his "man cave" where he can chew on his toys and have some peace and quiet without his sister bugging him.

I am content with these pint-sized morsels of dogdom for my companions. They aren't big, but they are big in love and laughter and joy of living. They protect me from noises outside--Jazz is the barker of the two--and they keep me warm and remind me that I am loved every single day. I look at them and think to myself, "why did it take me so long to find you?!" and they just look up at me with those adorable little bright-eyed faces and I realize that i am a very lucky person. They are mine and I am theirs--life is good!

Rainy Weekend...

It has been raining now for two solid days. I guess I shouldn't complain--we desperately need the rain here. But of COURSE it chooses to rain on my three day weekend! So I am stuck in the house. With the girls. And the dogs.

My hubby took off for his dad's for a couple of days. Dad lives on Lake Shasta. I am not sure why, but whenever we decide to go and visit him, the biggest storm of the year usually blows through the area right about then. We have decided that we can singlehandedly end the drought here in California just be declaring our intentions to visit my father in law! LOL! Absolute guarantee of snow and rain to follow! And since I thought I had to help my friends move this weekend I kept the Tahoe and he had to go up in the Corvette--guess he made it in with about an hour to spare before they closed the highway!!

The girls and I have spent a quiet Valentine's/President's Day weekend together. I re-acquainted myself with the SIMS and got to play the newest expansion pack for the first time. I rather like it, but I have yet to try out any of the new hobbies and activities on the game.

Took my daughter shopping for Valentine's stuff for her bf, but as of yet she hasn't gotten to give it to him. She even wrote him a poem all by herself--and she's the one who doesn't like that stuff--but she hasn't gotten to see him at all nor has she really talked to him. He moved back home a week or so ago and has been acting strange ever since. He says he doesn't have any second thoughts about their engagement, but you would think he would have wanted to spend their first Valentine's Day as an engaged couple with her.... Instead he mumbled something about an interview for a job on Saturday and he hasn't answered her texts or her calls except for rather perfunctory responses here and there. (sigh) She hasn't complained but I know she is very sad...

So we sat and watched chick-flicks all weekend together. One of the stations had all these great movies on it, one after another, so we curled up in the living room with most of the dogs and vegged out. Since hubby isn't here I can make food that we like and he doesn't, so for lunch we had mac n cheese and sausage and for dinner we had taco salad. Then I made us big sundaes later on for dessert and we all decided that we are going to gain at least ten pounds this weekend!!

The little kids are back--again. We got them back what--a week ago already? They were home for a little over a week and their mom got picked up on a warrant for stuff she hasn't done that she was supposed to do. They are over at the mom's bf's this weekend--he offered and I decided that hey, he wants to play daddy so I may as well let him... And it rained. All day. All weekend. So that means they are all stuck in the house. Together. Did I mention the place isn't very big? And he doesn't have a car? And the buses aren't running today? And the kids fight--a LOT!! Better him than me at this point! LOL! So I will go and get them today--later. Much, much later.

Gotta go help my friend pack up the rest of his stuff and get the furniture ready to move next weekend. We were going to rent a trailer and try moving him today, but with the rain and whatnot, and the fact that the place still looks like a cyclone hit it, we decided today would be better spent getting stuff organized, taken apart, and gotten rid of. I am the "get rid of" person--I go through all the papers and whatnot that he has collected over the past 15 years (or more) and I dump it. He is a bigger packrat than I am, if that is at all possible! I have been finding things from previous moves--some stuff dating back to the '70's and '80's!! My God--I was still in junior high when some of this stuff was new!! I have to make sure, however, before I dump something that it isn't sentimental or historically important first. But there is old mail, old newspapers, fliers from recitals and whatnot that I can throw away with nary a qualm! LOL! He says I will know more about him than anyone in our home town by the time we are through--and I had better never breathe a word to anyone either!! LOL!

Well, gotta go take a shower and wash some more clothes before the molehill in the garage becomes a mountain! Can't believe how much laundry just those three extra kids can make!!

Friday, February 06, 2009

Acapella Aria....

Tonight I sang a solo. For the first time. In front of people. Acapella. How scary is THAT?!!

I sing with a worship team for Celebrate Recovery, a church-sponsored group for people recovering from various and sundry addictions and issues--control issues, anger, drugs, alcohol, depression--you name it, they probably have a group for it. It's a great group and I enjoy helping lead the worship every Friday night.

We have a really great team of musicians. Our leader has an actual group that he belongs to that has CD's and everything! Sweet Deliverance is a men's acapella group and Bob sings bass and lead. Each Friday one of the team sings special music during offering. Tonight was my turn. oh joy.

See, I don't mind singing in a group. I always sing harmony, never lead, and that's what I am comfortable with. So asking me to sing a SOLO is scary for me! And then I wasn't even sure I was going to do anything because there was a trio of musicians that were going to play tonight but one of them had a family emergency so at 4 o'clock today I discovered that yep--I'm singing!

It was a little late to try and sing a song from one of my CD's--I have sound track CD's to sing with, sort of like karaoke, but I didn't have time to practice. So after talking with Bob, I decided to sing without any instruments. It gives me a little more freedom of expression with the song, and I didn't think it was fair to try and drag someone else down with me if I bombed! LOL!

So I chose the old hymn "What a Friend We Have in Jesus". OMG! I really didn't think I would be so nervous, since I sing in front of people all the time now. But that's with a group and music and stuff. If I mess up no one notices that much. But standing up there, all by myself, I thought "What in the world was I thinking?! This is going to be TERRIBLE!!!!" ! But I smiled anyway and sang the song--all three verses no less--and stumbled off the stage. I thought I was going to pass out for a minute there! And everyone clapped and cheered and thought I was great....

God blesses, you know? Even when we don't have time to really practice, God just pulls it all together and we end up praising Him no matter what. And that was all I asked--that my song would glorify Him. How could I go wrong with that? I am glad it is over! It turned out okay but next time I think I will use the CD! That acapella stuff isn't for sissies!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Poetry and Puppies and Pensive Thoughts

Apparently January is the month for poetry. I'm not sure why--I would think that the tender blooms of spring would make for better inspiration, but hey--what do I know?

Both of my daughters have hit me up today for help with poetry for their respective English classes. One needs help reading a poem (by Milton--egads!) while the other needs help writing poems--haikus and some other kind I've never heard of.
Okay--we wrote a poem about how she hates writing poems! LOL! I like writing poetry myself--have a bunch that I wrote way back when I was in high school and college.

So I wracked my brain for a few minutes and came up with a haiku about our puppies. I work with what I have, ok?! I was holding my little girl, Jazz, and she was all curled up and napping and so she was on my mind, more or less...

Speaking of Jazz--I have the two CUTEST puppies in the world, I will have you know! Tavi and Jazz are brother and sister Pomeranians and probably two of the cutest balls of fluff you have ever seen! They crack me up most days--Tavi is an excellent little thief and lives up to his name sake, Riki Tiki Tavi, for being clever and sneaky! Jazz, on the other hand, loves to curl up with her favorite person (that would be me!) and take a nap--she's all about the comfort and snuggles! Together they run through the house, growling and fighting like a coupld of Tasmanian Devil cubs. They are constantly on the prowl for a morsel of food someone may have inadvertantly dropped on the floor--they are Einsteins when it comes to food! LOL!

Anyway. So now I have to go read a Milton poem--I don't remember liking him much when I was n school--can't imagine he has improved much with age!!

The little kids went home today with their mother. I don't know how long it will last--they were only with her for a little over a week last time and they had to come back. We'll see how long they stay this time... (sigh) I am sad about letting the littlest one go--I would have liked to keep him. The other two wanted to go home but he wanted to stay. Too bad I can't just put a collar and name tag on him and claim him for my own like I could with a dog or cat (not that I would ever do that, of course, but you know what I am saying!).

The house will be quieter and less busy with the kids gone. Three less people has a way of doing that. Still have all the dogs, however--they more than make up for the noise! And the puppies will keep me busy--ever try house-breaking a Pom? I gave up--they now have a litter box for when they are in the house, and they actually use it!

So life will slowly go back to normal, I guess. The little kids will be here on Wednesdays and Thursdays for church groups--they want to keep going so that is fine with me. I'll just take them home to their mom instead of tucking them into bed here.

This will be strange--they have been here almost an entire year--came to live with us at the end of February last year...And now they are gone.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Mourning for Lost Blogs

I am not sure what happened, but apparently Yahoo! closed down the 360* site. I have been blogging on there since I don't know when and now I cannot access any of my blogs. All my book reviews, my thoughts, my HISTORY--all gone.

Of course, I have tried to ask Yahoo! what happened to the site, but to no avail. No one has answered my emails, and just trying to find the right format in which to ask the question is about mind-boggling! Seems no one wants to field THAT particular question!

It really makes me angry. I mean, I have had a Yahoo ID for absolutely YEARS--the least they could have done is emailed me and let me know they were shutting down the site so I could copy my blogs here or somewhere else safe. Now they are gone forever and it makes me very sad...

They've started up some new thing which I signed up for, hoping it would take me back to my original blogs, just in a new format, but so far no such luck. (sigh)

So I guess Menageriemom's Musings is no more. It was my very first foray into blogging and I will miss it and all the thoughts that are now lost to time and cyberspace.