Birthday boy

today is Mark's birthday!! woo hoo!!
He's 23 today.
Born at 1:36 a.m. on Sunday.
Sunday's child is full of..... ???

anyway..

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Marcus....
Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!

Lil' Biggie

Before I go any further, I just want to state the fact that Lisa will from here on out be known as "Lil' biggie". LOL She called her own grandma "Biggie" and I think we should carry on this family tradition. :~)

And yes, Lisa is now a grandma!!

"Cohen Alexander Volpicelli" was born at 12:04 a.m.
He weighed in at 8lbs 3oz, and is 21 1/2 inches long.

WOO HOO!!!
Lisa is in Reno, Dennis is on his way, and Brad is supposed to be downloading a picture on the computer for us.

Of course, he is the cutest baby in the hospital!!!
How could he not be? (he's a Friday Friend guy, 2x removed. LOL )

Everybody is doing fine.
Contrats Grandma Lisa... or I mean Lil' Biggie Lisa. :~)

** just to let you know...Cohen shares his birthday with Barbie. and the mustang. And.....Stephani's dog Tater.
Lisa said that Stephani told Amanda (they are sisters, both Lisa's daughters) right after Cohen was born, something about he made it to the 9th and that is Tater's birthdate. (Tater is the boston terrier). Amanda looked at her sister and said, and I quote --- "get away from me" LOL

Sunday Morning

Today, Daylight Savings begins, so we all (except for the rebels in Arizona and Hawaii) lose an hour.
I decided to go to the Methodist Church today. And as usual, I am late when I decide to do this. I mean, I looked at the clock and it was 9:05 and the service began at 10:00. But I think I can do it. I jump in the shower, do all my stuff and grab a pair of nylons (okay they're pantyhose, but nylons sound so much more attractive), and as I'm putting them on, I am my fingernail right thru them. The hole with the beginning of a run, is in the thigh area. So I decide to the old-fashioned remedy and grabbed a bottle of fingernail polish. It was red. I am standing in front of the bathroom mirror, my body contorted so I can see the run and with my left hand try to put a dab of red fingernail polish on it. I put more than a dab. ( a blob of red, dripping blood is what it looks like)
I pull on my skirt...and wonder of wonders it is a bit too big for me. I grab a safety pin (but we only have the small ones) and gather it and pin it, so it fits me better. I walk to the closet, bend over to pick up my shoes and the safety pins goes --- bling!!! poking itself right into my stomach. Now I have a red blood drop on my stomach and a red fingernail polish blob on the back of my thigh.
When I take my cloths off tonight, Rich is going to wonder, what war I have been thru.

AND.... time is running out. It is 10 minutes till 10 o'clock. I pull on my shoes, get another safety pin, grab some earrings and ....and.....THE PHONE RINGS. Do I answer it? Do I ignore it?
Caller ID says it is Dustin. Damn. One cannot ignore their children. But he was just calling to visit and to let me know that they are getting a new apartment, and the best thing about that is there is a pond. With Ducks.

(sigh) he will never let us forget that we didn't get him a duck when he was a kid.
I am happy he finally has his ducks. Such a bad mother I was.

So, this was my morning. How was yours?

I made it to church on time (well...five minutes late). It was nice. And no one noticed the red fingernail polish blob on the back of my thigh that was sticking out from under my skirt a bit. LOL or they were too nice to mention it.

So, today is the birthday of Mickey Spillane, the author Mike Hammer Detective novels. I can't help it, I just love that, Mickey Spillane-ish flow of hard core detective narration.
But....not all of you share my fascination. LOL

from Barb B (who, to be fair, is doped up on medication for her back. Rich talked to her yesterday and said she was pretty "loopy" )
I'm sorry-------but I actually don't care who said it. Besides, I think my medication messes with my brain, too.

from Meghan:
I think you asked that before!! Mike Hammer?

from Sadie:
I have no idea (so I googled it- I'm not familiar with his work)

from Tomi:
That sounds like a Mickey Spillane sort of line from his detective novels. If not, it should be!

me/debbie:
ahhh, Tomi. I knew it would be she (and Meghan too, who's read everything under the sun) to get the quiz of the day right.

Spillane was once asked why detective Mike Hammer is always depicted drinking beer. He said, "Mike Hammer drinks beer, not cognac, because I can't spell cognac."

And, "If you're a singer you lose your voice. A baseball player loses his arm. [But] a writer gets more knowledge, and if he's good, the older he gets, the better he writes."

Quiz for the day

Who said this? Or, who wrote this?

"I shook the rain from my hat and walked into the room. Nobody said a word. They stepped back politely and I could feel their eyes on me."


It's your quiz for the day.

love that song..

Out in the west Texas town of El paso...
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.....

Marty Robbins. It's on the radio right now.
I love that song. :~)

It's been longer now.

okay....It's been a long, long time, this go-round. I will do better....

Everyday I receive a letter or blog from Daybook, which is a (hmmmm, how to explain), a.....it's a newsletter or site that respects and encourages and informs me about all religions.
I like it.
today the first part of it went like this:

We would wish that there were moments in each of our lives when we could say, "Everything is perfect." And many are blessed with such moments from time to time. Most days, though, we are seeing what needs to be done, and trying to make things better for our loved ones, our world, and ourselves. Today's selections explore the challenge of trying to make things better.

me/debbie:
I think what I need to do is to learn to compartmentalize things in my mind and heart.
(uh oh....I'm sure I'm getting a little to "heavy" for some of you.... so I'll lighten it up by pointing out that I probably just used some quotation marks wrong. LOL )

When something is going wrong or not perfect with someone I know or love, or they are having difficulties... I cannot compartmentalize it.
THE WHOLE WORLD SUCKS THEN!!!

I really, need to work on that. :~)

Hopefully most of you are better at that than I am.
I don't think of myself as a pessimist, but here is a funny story......
when I was having gallbladder problems, we lived in California. It hurt SO BAD when that little stone would plug up my gall bladder.... (give me childbirth every Friday instead please).
Before they found out what was wrong, I had to have some tests. One came back inconclusive about the gall stones.
At this time I was walking with Stella every morning and some afternoons ---- (the healthiest I've ever been...where is Stella when I need her???!!)
anyway, one morning, I told Stella that it probably wasn't my gall bladder.
She said, "well that's good" (she's ever the optimist )
I said, "I guess" (while inside I was crying BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS PROBABLY MEANS I AM DYING WITH SOME HIDEOUS DISEASE THEY HAVE YET TO DISCOVER. LIFE AS I KNOW IT IS OVER YOU SEE. OVER!!!!!! ) very melodramatic

As it turned out, I did have gall stones and they took them out and all is well. :~)

but... I still don't see myself as a pessimist. LOL

What can we do to make life better today?

Love, Debbie