My week

First of all – what is it about weddings and funerals that turns families into bumbling masses of angst, frustration and insanity? I was on the phone until about midnight with my cousin, the bride, while we talked out the current mysterious drama surrounding my sister. The drama itself has stressed me out but I am spending my efforts on the only thing I can do which is make things easier for my cousin because the last thing you need the week of your wedding is more stress. My trip has been planned down to the millisecond including potty breaks and I’m going to need a week to recover by the time I get home. Five straight days of nonstop movement. Luckily I get to spend the last 24 hours on the farm with my mom’s sisters relaxing. I told them to have a stiff drink ready for me by the time I arrived at noon.

What? Some 12-year old and her grandparents are suing an elementary school for a substitute teacher showing the movie Brokeback Mountain. They say it was traumatizing and required psychological counseling. Here is my issue.
1. I worked for a school and we had to have approval for any movie and it could only be a “g” rating.
2. What sort of educational value are kids to learn from this movie? It is not like it is a historical drama or something. And before I am slammed for being homophobic I would say the same thing if it was Fast and Furious, Clueless or Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Entertainment – yes. Education – no. I know this is radical thinking but children are at school to be taught and not babysat/entertained.

I finished painting “my craft room” this weekend. I will finish organizing the room when I return and post pictures.

This is also the week that the networks roll out their fall plans. I love this week. It is fun to guess which shows are going to tank immediately (I totally thought Lost was a goner when it was introduced but am so glad I was wrong.) and which shows are going to be great. From the leaks beforehand I don’t have any shows I am dying to hear about and this might be a good year that I am able to cut back even further on my obsession.

News so far from NBC –
Trump’s Apprentice in MIA for now.
Looks good and I might have to try – New drama Journeyman (Mondays, 10 pm/ET), a romantic-mystery from the Emmy Award-winning producers of The West Wing, concerning a San Francisco newspaper reporter (Kevin McKidd, Rome) who inexplicably begins to travel through time and alter people’s lives. Just because I love a good time travel story line. Secretly I always wanted to be able to travel through time.
Attempt to fill the void left in women’s lives everywhere after the end of Sex in the City – The new dramedy Lipstick Jungle, from best-selling author Candace Bushnell (Sex and the City), is set to debut in January 2008 on Sundays (10 pm/ET). Created by Eileen Heisler and DeAnn Heline, (How I Met Your Mother), the series follows the lives of three high-powered friends (Brooke Shields, Suddenly Susan, Kim Raver, 24, and Lindsay Price, Beverly Hills, 90210) who are determined to achieve their dreams and to do it on their own terms.
This could be interesting – NBC “bulks up” with 30 combined episodes of Heroes and Heroes: Origins, an innovative new spin-off that will introduce a new character each week, one of whom will be chosen by viewers through to become a cast regular the following season.
Yeah!!!! – Renewals of The Office (moved to 9), My Name Is Earl, Scrubs and Medium (moved to Sundays).
Bad news – Studio 60 has been axed. Sorry Kytt!
My vote for the first show to tank –
It is a tie because one is going to show up late. Bionic Woman because I tend to hate rehashing. I find that originals can rarely be recaptured or improved upon. Jessica Simpson is NOT Daisy Duke. I know that was movie but it is still a bee in my bonnet. Speaking of bees – What the heck were they thinking with this mid-season offering? THE SINGING BEE — The Singing Bee is a variety-competition show that challenges contestants to accurately sing the lyrics to popular songs — even when the band stops playing. In this karaoke showdown, there’s no middle ground for partially correct answers — contestants must be perfect or they’re out. Family-friendly, broad in appeal and conducive to playing (and singing) along at home, The Singing Bee features popular, recognizable music that inspires hilarious wrong answers and amazing performances by those rare contestants who somehow manage to get every word right.


Today was our first trial of keeping the dogs in the basement while we were out. Our hope is to keep them there while we are out of town and have a pet sitter come over twice a day so they don’t have to be stuck in a kennel. The basement has a long room which is 50 percent cement walls and then drywall along one wall except two open spaces for doors. “Mr. I’m an engineer and can do anything” decided to build two half doors for the openings that had a latch to keep them closed. Well Othello is very determined. This is the same dog that locked me out one day when I went to get the mail. He hit the deadbolt just right to lock me out and I had to stand there ringing the bell until Kevin came and let me in. Plus, we have to lock the ice/water dispensers on the fridge because he figured out how to get his own ice cubes. Knowing all this – Mr. engineer put the latches on the inside of the room with the dogs. I walked up to the house today and the dogs met me at the front door. Othello had spent time scratching the drywall by the makeshift door. Then he somehow managed to push the latch up, over and down again to open the door. Evidence shows (drywall remnants and toys) that they played in the rest of the basement before spending the rest of the day sleeping on the couch up in the great room. Remarkable no one had an accident or made any other type of mess while they enjoyed their “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off”. This dog’s level of determination is astounding!

Good Morning!

Last night I dreamed that I was one of three contestants left in the running for the next top model. Only Tyra didn’t really think I was a model she just kept me around for the entertainment value. When I pointed this out it didn’t make her very happy and she started to go off on me but at that moment the neighbor’s water sprinklers went off and I woke up. I just couldn’t wait to share that I was in the top three!

Got my eyebrows waxed and my hair trimmed and colored yesterday. I was at the salon for two and 1/2 hours. One customer had two glasses of wine (they serve us beverages) and was very chatty. While she still had her foil in for her highlights she left and went over to Ann Taylor’s. My hairdresser and I snickered and said neither of us would ever leave the store in foils. They had told her they were out of wine after her second glass to cut her off. I love it there because when you get your hair washed they take you in the wash room which is candle lit with music playing and you get a blanket over you while they massage your head. So relaxing. This time I got my regular color of a red chestnut brown but I added some soft cream highlights. I love it!

I called it on American Idol this week. LaKisha went home. I’m still trying to catch up on most of my shows. Kevin and I watched a movie last night called “The Proposition”. It was an English made western set in Australia and everyone died except Emily Watson. I didn’t care for it – a real downer. I have had “Ladder 49” laying down there since Jan. I really need to watch it maybe I will get to it this afternoon.

Our computer has been really really slow this week. Kevin is supposed to run a diagnostic soon to find the problem.

Viewer’s Choice

Three days, 20 hours, 11 stores + 1 mall, 4 complete mental breakdowns and too much money later we have narrowed the wedding outfit field down to three mediocre choices. Your opinion may or may not count but is being elicited anyway.
Choice 1 – Brown top with wide leg beige pants with a brown pin stripe
Choice 2 – White top with black slacks
Choice 3 – Brown shirtdress
I have a pair of adorable brown heels that will work with either brown outfit.

Odds & Ends

I have narrowed down my outfits for the wedding and will be taking pictures so that you all can vote on your favorite. Hopefully later today.

We spent Sunday at the Renaissance Festival and had a ball. I’m a little red in places but I laughed so hard at some of the great shows.

I am behind in my TV shows. Not sure how caught up I will get before my vacation because I am about to go from reorganization mode to straight out cleaning mode.

My best friend has taken some pictures of my hometown, which is quickly becoming a giant pond. My old stomping grounds of Salina, Solomon and New Cambria are being hit hard with flooding with more rain on the way. I might have to rent a boat instead of a car next week. Let’s all pray real hard that the rain lets up enough to recede some water. Right now we will have some problems getting from the wedding in Abilene back to Salina because of road closures but I am sure all will be well before next weekend. The groom’s hometown area of Bennington got its own tornado on Sunday and I am happy to report his family is fine. The area lost about 30 homes.

I have to say that even after getting sentenced to jail Paris’s parents are still trying to get her out of it. That is the example of good parenting right there. When I went to college my aunt told me that if I get arrested not to bother calling home because I would be staying there. The few times I was detained for questioning had me sweating bullets because I knew I would have to suffer the consequences of my own actions. IF they succeed they are only going to help perpetuate this horrible trend in society that people don’t have to answer for their own actions. This point blank scares me. I do have hope because they are appealing to Gov. Arnold to intervene. They must not know that Arnold and Marie are extremely strict disciplinarians at home especially Arnold. Anyone who has watched Oprah would know that bit of trivia.

Another Tribute

I had been working on my next installment to my vacation chronicles. Oddly enough that vacation mentioned our brief stop in Greensburg. It always held a special place in my heart because Kevin and I had such a great time in the museum. I still have my souveniors. I was worried about the meteor but am happy to know that it has been found. I only wish I could say the same for every one of the residents. My thoughts and prayers go out to their community.

Vacation Horror Chronicles part 2

We had such good luck camping in Missouri that we decided to try it in Colorado. Kevin and I were still broke college students but this time we had bought a tent so we knew it had all the posts. We headed west straight out of Wichita. In western Kansas we stopped at the world’s largest hand dug well in Greensburg. This stop will forever haunt me. Kevin still laughs and shakes his head – I am a constant source of amusement for him. You go down in this massive well. It is really quite impressive and I told Kevin how I couldn’t believe people actually dug this with their hands. It must have taken forever and been murder on their nails. I can still see the look he gave him. “Honey, they used shovels.” Well, how the heck was I supposed to know that – it is called the world’s largest “hand dug” well not world’s largest “shovel dug” well. Just a little FYI they, also, have a meteor in their little museum. Next, we stopped at this tiny WW II air museum in eastern Colorado. (Kevin says this was a B-29 museum in Western Kansas but I think it was the B-24 museum in Pueblo. When I get around to scrapbooking and find the stub I will be vindicated or the evidence will be destroyed.) We were the only two people there except for the delightful two old men running the place. They had several old planes outside which Kevin enjoyed. Inside they had lots of information especially about the paratroopers. My grandma lost two brothers as paratroopers over Normandy so I found this very interesting. I found that WW II vets are always surprised when young people show an actual interest in history. The thing I remember most about that day is the gentleman told me that in his time when they were trying to come up with all this technology and the bomb. They honestly thought it was the best thing for mankind but he wasn’t sure if all the technology might have caused too much damage to society. He said, “I want to apologize to you but we thought what we were doing was to help.” That always stayed with me. I can see how going from little technology to so much in the short time that our world has how it can be a blessing and a curse. We spent the night in our tent at a reservoir with no problems. Then we decided to hit the Royal Gorge before we finally made it to our destination, a campground in the Rockies west of Colorado Springs called the Kregs. The first thing I remember about the Gorge is that it was a royal rip-off. It cost us like $18 just to get in the area. I remember because we were short on money and an argument ensued about just turning around and not going to save money. I’ve never been a fan of heights so this wasn’t my dream destination. We walked across the bridge over the gorge but then took the overhead “bucket” back to the other side. It was an enclosed bucket but I spent the entire time with my face buried in Kevin’s chest so I might not be completely accurate on all the details. This whole stop put us behind time so we started looking at the map to see if there was a faster way to the Kregs without backtracking all the way to Pueblo going up to Colorado Springs and then back west. I found a road that looked like it might be a good alternative and it started out paved. If this was a movie this is when it starts to get dark and storm clouds start to roll in. Which is exactly what happened by the time the road had turned to dirt and we came upon this “bridge”. Bridge is a loose term for a few boards propped against an embankment that sort of span a gap in the earth. It was so old that it had two boards that ran the length of the bridge that were meant for the wheels of your horse carriage to stay on so you don’t fall to a nasty death. “Oh, hell no!” was my thoughts. I suggested that I get out and walk across and he could drive across. When the dust settled from that heated discussion, I found myself with my head buried in my pillow while Kevin crossed the bridge. At this point it is getting very dark, foggy and starting to rain. The road had several spots barely big enough for one car. We were going about 20 miles per hour and praying when we came upon our second bridge. I thought the first bridge was bad. Of course, it could have been the glimpses I got of the bridge in the fog when it was lit up by the lightening that made it look even eerier. There was no argument because at this point I was between two bridges circa 1812 in the middle of the Rocky Mountains at night in a storm. I didn’t have much hope for survival. Luckily not far after the second bridge we hit pavement again and made it to our campground. Setting up a tent at night is so much more excited then when you can see what your doing.
The next day we headed out on a wonderful hike. It was beautiful and you could see for quite a distance. Every day it rains at 3pm in the Rockies. This may not be a fact but it is pretty darn close. By the time we got back to the tent we were wet. I can’t stand being wet – never have. My mom says I potty trained myself because I could not wear anything wet. I changed and lay in the tent to read but I wasn’t feeling very well. Then the tent started to leak. New Tent! At this point I became a whiny baby. I was wet and getting sicker. After a fun and exciting discussion we finally packed up to head to a hotel. As we started down the mountain I told Kevin I didn’t feel very well and I needed him to pull over. He said I would be fine and kept going. I tried to convince him again and when that didn’t work I just opened the car door and blew chunks. He then pulled over. I was really sick. I moaned and groaned all the way to Colorado Springs. As it turns out it was the weekend of the National Rodeo and there was not a single room available. We ended up driving all the way to Denver to find a hotel room. I crawled into bed and prayed for death to sweep over me quickly. The rest of the trip included a visit to my Aunt and a pretty uneventful trip back to Wichita. As it turns out after 20 years of spending time in the Rockies, I had developed altitude sickness. To this day I get sick every time we reach a certain altitude. It is quite a bother and caused disappointment a couple years ago when we were hiking in the Smoky Mtns. The only animal encounter on this trip was with some chipmunks that I shared my granola bar with on our hike. So the trip was successful in the fact that no animal tried to kill me.


Well, tonight I went to a play. The script was awful but the actors did as good of a job as they good with what they had to work with. The best line of the play was “My momma said if you can’t get a man to do what you want then he’s not worth doing.” Friday Kevin has decided we are taking the dogs up Kennesaw Mtn. in the morning and then working around the house for the rest of the day. I mostly want to work on the house this weekend. I have group therapy Sat. morning and then we need to go to Mass because Sunday we may be going to the Renaissance Festival with our friends. Busy weekend planned. I only have two weekends left before we leave and I really need to get things cleaned and in order. I spent over six more hours shopping today and still don’t have a dress. I went to five stores. Someone might be trying to tell me something because while I was in Belk’s this woman walked up to me and said, “What is with these clothes? I am not ninety.” I laughed and said, “I know. I was just thinking the same thing.” She went on to say someone needs to come out with some clothes marketed towards women in their 20’s, 30’s and 40’s that are our size. I will say if I look at one more floral, no sleeve, one straight lined slip with matching floral jacket I will vomit. Needless to say I might not have much to write this weekend with Kevin home.