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become the strong fabric of our faith."
- Janet L. Weaver
I started a long journal entry last Sunday (Superbowl Sunday) and never finished it. I ended up deleting it and starting over again yesterday, and never finished with that one either. So, I am bound and determined to get this one finished and posted today, even if I don't do anything else all day! (I really have too much to do, though, so I'm just going to have to type fast. If you find a lot of spelling and grammer errors, please ignore them.) :)
So, back to last Sunday: Despite being a Bill's fan, I was rooting for the Tampa Bay Bucs last week. Mainly because my sister, Sharon, is a Bucs fan. As everyone knows by now, the Bucs embarrassed the Raiders by a score of 48 to 21. I was in the Superbowl pool at work, so I was more interested in the scores at the ends of each quarter. Toward the end of the game, I was disappointed that I hadn't even won a $10 corner spot from any of my 3 squares. I was glad the Bucs were winning, but I determined that the only way I would even get a $10 prize was if the Bucs scored 2 more touchdowns and the Raiders didn't score again. If you watched the game, you know the Bucs intercepted two passes for touchdowns within the last 2 minutes. It was a miracle, and I won $10!!!! Yeah!!!
Tampa Bay Buccaneers Super Bowl Champions
Monday night, I went to a Party Lite candle party at a friend's (who happens to be my son's girlfriend's mom). I LOVE candles!!!
The prices were steep for my limited budget, but I ordered 2 small gifts for upcoming birthdays. I booked a "Book" party, where I try to sell the Party Lite candles without having the in-home demonstration. So far, I have a couple of tentative buyers, but most people I asked were not interested.
So, if you would like to order anything from Party Lite, or book a party of your own through me, please let me know by 2/7/03! (Yes, this is a desperate plea for help!!!!)
Tuesday, one of the guys at work was telling me about a local craft store in Rochester. It's called Craft Company #6. This local store was voted a Top Ten Retailer of American Craft. I always thought I had inexpensive tastes, but some of these pricey items made me wish I had money to burn! I would probably never spend that kind of money on myself, but I would buy things as gifts, once I become rich, anyhow. :)
Tuesday night, I spent over an hour on the phone with Sharon. She's been through a lot the past few years, and things are starting to turn around for the better for her. She was going to get married a few years ago, when my older brother, Billy, died unexpectedly. They postponed the wedding, and now her dream is to get married in Las Vegas in one of those drive-through chapels. I've never heard of them before, but doesn't that sound neat? This is her second marriage, too, and now I wish John and I had done something crazy like that instead of the Justice of the Peace wedding. Maybe we can renew our vows that way someday.....
She lives in Tampa, and she was telling me how they had a parade and fireworks for the Buccaneer's return on Monday. Former Buffalo Bill quarterback, Rob Johnson, was his usual anti-social self, and just sat in the truck while the other players were more involved with the crowd. I think it's very ironic that he got a Superbowl ring for sitting and falling on his butt all season!
Wednesday night, John and I had dinner at Terry's. She just moved into a very nice place. Without going into a lot of details, she's going through a lot lately, and hopefully everything will turn out for the best. We had one of John's favorites, pot roast. potatoes, vegies, and brownies. We watched bits and pieces of the Divine Secrets Of The Ya-Ya Sisterhood movie with Sandra Bullock while we were visiting. The movie jumps back and forth through time, so it was hard to follow if you weren't paying attention to it. Has anyone seen it? Is it worth renting and watching from start to finish?
Thursday night, we went to see Kevin so he could sign his NY State tax return. My poor baby has a horrible cold. Part of me wants him to move back home so I can make sure he's taken care of, and part of me is saying, "Are you crazy???????" Stephanie wrote a great journal entry on adult children learning to be (or not to be) self-succient. My nuturing side is in conflict with my logical side. Kevin left home when he was 18 and a half, came back for a few months, after learning a few hard lessons, shortly after his 19th birthday, and has been on his own for over a year now. He's taking auto body classes during the day, (which he's paying for by himself), and works nights. He's looking for an auto body job, and is trying to save money to go to Wyoming Tech in Pennsylvania next year. If anyone knows of a local auto body position, please let me know. I think it's best to just help him by pointing him in the right direction for now.
Friday night, I stopped to get groceries, and wrote the check for over, so I would have cash on me. Saturday, I went to look for my cash on the way to the hospital (more on that later) and it was missing!!! Long story short: The cashier forgot to give me my money and I didn't realize it. Fortunately, the store discovered extra money in her drawer that night, so when I called they knew exactly what I was talking about. Whew!
Late Saturday morning, I slipped and fell in the bathroom. Since I startle so easily since the car accident, my husband wasn't too concerned when I let out a blood-curling scream. Fortunately, he came in to check on me and found me sprawled out on the floor. When he went to help me up, I let out another blood curling scream. (Good thing the windows weren't open, or someone might have called the police!!!!) My elbow had taken the brunt of the fall, and even though I could move it, John called my doctor, and the doctor on call wanted me go to FF Thompson emergency for x-rays. (Do doctors get a commission for sending people to emergency rooms?)
Thompson Hospital's Emergency room in Canandaigua was wall to wall people, and I knew I didn't break my arm, so I left. But John wanted it checked anyhow, so we went to Clifton Springs Emergency room, which didn't even have one patient waiting. As I suspected, I didn't break my elbow, but I do have to keep it immobile for 2 days. Today, it feels much better, just the feeling you get when you hit your funny bone. My shoulder and back actually hurt more than my elbow, just differently.
On the way to the hospital, we listened to the news about the Columbia shuttle. Even though I didn't know these people, I felt overwhelmed, similar to how I felt when I heard of the events of 9/11, and the Challenger explosion 17 years ago. People die suddenly every day, so I don't know why these events have overwhelmed me more than others. Maybe it's just the way that they are presented by the media?
Since I started writing this, I've had 3 phone calls, so before the phone rings again, I really have to get this finished and uploaded and send out a notify, so I can other things done today, and get this posted prior to next week!
Thanks for reading!
Take care!
Ann Marie
