Phone call from a non-stranger

Or four of them.  Tiffany got to see the kidlets yesterday, and they called us.  My baby Isaiah talked to me and told me he loved me, and I, of course, told him I love him....the only problem was that he sounded so much like his sister Alicia that I called him by her name, and he didn't correct me!!!!  I told his Mommy to tell him I love Isaiah, too! ;)

Sounds like the emergency siren is going off!  OMG!!!!!  I'll write more if I can later!

 

 

Nifty!

I've just downloaded a desktop blogging client, so that I no longer have to log on to the Blogger site to make these entries.  Well, I don't have to logon or to email, in the usual fashion.  This program, called Ecto, seems to be a different spin on an email client, but that's not a bad thing.

I may just have to blog about this in my other blog....the one where I will be doing reviews, criticisms, etc.

All is well here.  Hope it is there.

Jack

 

Kinda blue today

I slept most of the day away. That's not unusual, these days.

I was listening to "I'm Not Getting Enough" by Yoko Ono. Maybe that's why I'm blue, because the song is all about not getting enough from life, and I wonder if I am. I think I am, but with my handicaps limiting my outer-world exposure, sometimes I wonder exactly what I'm missing.

Maybe nothing.

My latest article on Helium : Alzheimer's and the American Family.

My daughter is a nut - didn't fall far from the trees

Tiffany's mother-in-law, Susan, called and asked her a big bad favor regarding Tiff's husband, James. I don't want to say too much, but it's not a good idea. Tiffany doesn't know what to do. She's tormented by the fact that she's still married to James but doesn't WANT to be.

I want Susan to leave Tiffany alone. I don't know Susan, personally, but I've heard enough about her. So there. Dad says so, so it must be this way, right? I wish!!!!!

New article I wrote on Helium.com

About the relationships of brothers and sisters

American I-'ll be damne-dol

Sanjaya really pulled himself together this week. He went wild with "Girl, You Really Got Me" or whatever it's called.

Blake was excellent, as always.

Otherwise, only Jordin really impressed me.

I'm pleased that it's shaping up, for the most part, into a really tough competition.

On the home front, all is well. Tiffany sounds happy. Elisabeth is frustrated that nobody will hire her 15yo self, but I'm kinda happy that they won't. She's too young to work, but I'm only her Dad, so what do I know? If she lived here, she would definitely NOT be working. Living so far away, what can I do but support her decisions?

Lazy Day

I'm waiting for my payment from MediaDollarz, so we can go get some sugar. Of course, I don't want to be the one who goes to get it....but I probably will be. Mikey's mobility is limited. One of us is terrified of people but can move just fine, and the other isn't intimidated by almost anyone and can't friggin' move! Isn't life grand?

Drinking black coffee when you're not used to it will definitely start your day in an interesting fashion. I don't know how else to say it, except maybe that it's like plugging me into an electric outlet when I don't even have any rubber-coated wires!

Someone checked our mail for us today. I went out to check it, and most of it was on the ground of the porch. Someone had apparently gotten it out of the box, gotten angry or disgusted, and thrown it down, because it wasn't what they wanted to be in there. That's a might big assumption, I know, but it looked that way. I suppose the postman could have been drunk! LOL That's something I didn't think about before now.

Not like anything concerning anyone besides us or our daughters should be out in the mailboxes anyway, though. In fact, we're waiting on one letter for each daughter. Tiffany's husband James should be writing to us, so that we can forward it to her. Elisabeth's boyfriend Benny should be doing the same, except, of course, we'll forward it to Elisabeth, not Tiffany.

It's a long story as to WHY we have to receive and then forward our daughters' personal letters. I'll explain it soon, but not now. This electric socket is about to get grounded.

Talk later!

J

Wedding Bell Blues

Not my wedding bells, obviously. I've got the blues about them, though.

Yesterday, Tiffany called and asked me, "If I get married, do you guys want to be here for it?" Well, of course, the answer is yes. It's not as simple as it seems, for many reasons, though. For starters, because she already IS married.

In the process of talking about things, I told her she was a smartass or something like that. She told me, "It takes one to spawn one!" I thought that was funny. I think sometimes we both conveniently "forget" that I didn't actually "spawn" her, anyway. I'm not much older than she is, but then again, I've helped raise other peoples' kids since I was about ten, anyway....It's nice to have such a close connection with my daughters. I hear all the horror stories (and LIVE one) about step-parents and their step-children. Like my step-father. He hates me, and I'm none too fond of him. I respect him for who and what he is, but I don't really like him. He doesn't even respect me...much, anyway. I keep hoping time will change that, but it's already been 16 years.

I'm one of the luckiest step-parents in the world. Tiffany and Elisabeth accepted me right off the bat, and I treasure our beautiful, wonderful, willful, obnoxious, perfect daughters.

Yes, I want to be there if you get married, sweetheart. I want to say, "Her mother and I do.", the way that Dads typically do.

Most of all, I want you to be happy. And I hope the man you marry next will make you happy. That's why the blues. Just a touch of fear.

American Idol - singling out Sanjaya Malakar

Damnit, I missed it tonight!

I wanted to see Miss Ross perform.  I also hoped to see who went home. 

Sanjaya - now there's a story.  At first, the whole country seemed to root for him.  Now, it seems like so many are pissed that he's still on the show!  I'll tell you what I think.

I think I could coach this kid.  Not that I'm a brilliant entertainer or what have you, but I'm determined in what I do, and I could more or less FORCE the child to realize his potential.  He has it in him to be a DYNAMIC entertainer!  I wish he'd trust himself and have a little more confidence.  Kid has an excellent voice.

I think he sang "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" in far too low a key.  He needed to raise it, perhaps, half an octave.  Then, he could've done it, and done it well.  As it were, he was lackluster, and that just broke my heart.

My hat, as always, goes off to Blake Lewis.  I also liked Chris Sligh's rearrangement of "Endless Love".

That's all for now, I guess.

Jack

Grocery store parking lots are NOT the Indy 500, folks!

We just got back from HEB.  I am steaming, because there were several young people who drove through there with reckless abandon.  I'm not THAT much older, probably (only 31), but these guys and gals are irresponsible jerks who apparently have no ties to real life...like children.  If they do have them, I fear for those children, for they seemingly fail to realize that if anyone imitated their own driving, their children might wind up smashed on a store parking lot. 

What's safe anymore, when you can't go to the store without worrying about getting run down in the lot?

I guarantee you, if I EVER take my grandbabies to the store with me, we better hope they have valet parking or something.  I'm not letting them walk through a parking lot.  Not here, anyway.

To those teen/twenty-something people - grow up and THINK! 

Oh yeah, I meant to say that I know they're irresponsible jerks because I used to be one, too!

Ciao.

Happy Birthday to my BizzyBeph

My "niece" Elizabeth turns 13 today.  They grow up so fast, especially when you're all grown, eh?  She is my cousin Sherry's daughter, that's why "niece" is in quotes.

I love you, BizzyBeph!

MediaDollarz

This site really works.  I've been paid by them five times already.  In a week, I have made over $66.  That's not a lot of money, workwise, but it's kept us having pocket money for daily stuff.

If you are interested, they pay via PayPal or E-gold (or by sending you a check, but that takes out $17.50 for processing....now way, Jose!).

Good luck!

Today has been a lazy day

We didn't get to bed until about 7am.  Boo and hiss all you want.  When you're more-or-less retired (not by choice), it gets difficult to set life to too much routine or else one goes crazy.

 

By the way, it is NOT nice "sitting home all day".  Let me clear this up.  I'm on SSI, and it gets boring as hell sometimes.  I can't keep myself busy enough, and idle hands really ARE the devil's playground (trouble, right here in River City, with a capital B and that rhymes with P and that stands for Pool!).

 

Ok.  The family's doing fairly well.  I'm tired, and we're about to call it a night and start drinking Schmirnoff (sp?) Twisteds.

 

Yo.

 

Boy, I stink at keeping this blog!

It has been a while since I posted. Now, with Google acting like Yahoo, taking over so many services and such, it's kinda nice to have this blog. I have placed adsense on it, so hopefully I can draw readers and make a little money off it. I don't know about that. My story is interesting, I guess, but I also KNOW for a fact that it's confusing as hell!

I'll try to update regularly!