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Saturday, September 7, 2024
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Happy birthday to me
Today is my 50th birthday!
That's right, I'm half a century old.
And what happened on my birthday? My girls left! They flew down to California to visit my parents and three brothers.
Our day started at 4:45 am this morning when I hauled everyone out of bed. The girls were so excited (flying is a rare thing; they haven't been on a plane in six years) they could hardly sit still. And this time they would be flying by themselves, too.
We got on the road by 5:15 am, with the soundtrack to Riverdance blasting on the truck speakers to keep us alert. It takes an hour and a half to make the airport, and their flight departed at 8 am.
They flew Southwest.
We had shipped a box of clothes ahead of time, so the kids just had backpacks with books, a lunch (well, breakfast), etc.
They arrived safely in California, where my parents met them at the airport. My brothers have all kinds of fun things planned over the next ten days. More importantly, it's a chance for them to connect with their uncles and cousins, whom they seldom have a chance to see.
Up, up and away! Their first solo slight.
Interestingly, Don also had to be away today, so I had a rare day alone. While this might sound like a dire and depressing way to spend one's fiftieth birthday, solitude is such an unusual commodity that I rather enjoyed it. (And for those who wonder what I did, I spent the day cleaning the house. Oooh, the excitement never ends!)
In the evening some neighbors brought over a piece of pistachio pudding birthday pie and wished me happiness. Thanks!
Some people might feel sorrow upon reaching such a milestone, but I'm very content with where I am in my life. I have a phenomenal husband, two delightful daughters, we all have our health, we have our farm and our home business... yes, God is good and I'm grateful beyond words for these first fifty years He's granted me.
That's right, I'm half a century old.
And what happened on my birthday? My girls left! They flew down to California to visit my parents and three brothers.
Our day started at 4:45 am this morning when I hauled everyone out of bed. The girls were so excited (flying is a rare thing; they haven't been on a plane in six years) they could hardly sit still. And this time they would be flying by themselves, too.
We got on the road by 5:15 am, with the soundtrack to Riverdance blasting on the truck speakers to keep us alert. It takes an hour and a half to make the airport, and their flight departed at 8 am.
They flew Southwest.
We had shipped a box of clothes ahead of time, so the kids just had backpacks with books, a lunch (well, breakfast), etc.
They arrived safely in California, where my parents met them at the airport. My brothers have all kinds of fun things planned over the next ten days. More importantly, it's a chance for them to connect with their uncles and cousins, whom they seldom have a chance to see.
Up, up and away! Their first solo slight.
Interestingly, Don also had to be away today, so I had a rare day alone. While this might sound like a dire and depressing way to spend one's fiftieth birthday, solitude is such an unusual commodity that I rather enjoyed it. (And for those who wonder what I did, I spent the day cleaning the house. Oooh, the excitement never ends!)
In the evening some neighbors brought over a piece of pistachio pudding birthday pie and wished me happiness. Thanks!
Some people might feel sorrow upon reaching such a milestone, but I'm very content with where I am in my life. I have a phenomenal husband, two delightful daughters, we all have our health, we have our farm and our home business... yes, God is good and I'm grateful beyond words for these first fifty years He's granted me.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Big Sis is watching...
I've been following with great interest the furious anger travelers are feeling at the intrusive, indecent, invasive "security" requirements now in place in many airports across the country. Gee, do you opt for a full-body scan that administers large doses of radiation and strips away your clothing and reveals your naked body in front of perfect strangers? Or do you "opt out" and get harassed, humiliated, and sexually fondled by a bunch of TSA employees who (let's face it) may or may not like what they're doing? Do you strip-search Granny in her wheelchair while letting the hajib-wearing Muslim woman pass because searching her would be "against" her religion?
So I came across this article that reports how lawsuits are being prepared against Janet Napolitano for the ugly turn these "security" jokes are taking. Janet Napolitano, if you recall, is also the one behind the Department of Homeland Security’s report on Rightwing Extremism which pretty much classified anyone who is a conservative as a domestic terrorist.
And it suddenly dawned on me...Very simply, Janet Napolitano just doesn't like us, does she?
This woman is responsible for stripping ordinary American people of their dignity, their patriotism, their strength in numbers, their concerns about our government and the economy... in short, she and her ilk think most American citizens are a bunch of dumb sheeple, and the sooner they whip us into shape (meaning, submissive and compliant), the better.
So I came across this article that reports how lawsuits are being prepared against Janet Napolitano for the ugly turn these "security" jokes are taking. Janet Napolitano, if you recall, is also the one behind the Department of Homeland Security’s report on Rightwing Extremism which pretty much classified anyone who is a conservative as a domestic terrorist.
And it suddenly dawned on me...Very simply, Janet Napolitano just doesn't like us, does she?
This woman is responsible for stripping ordinary American people of their dignity, their patriotism, their strength in numbers, their concerns about our government and the economy... in short, she and her ilk think most American citizens are a bunch of dumb sheeple, and the sooner they whip us into shape (meaning, submissive and compliant), the better.
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