“Do you want a Dr. Pepper?”

  Jeff is a real character. As I wrote in Friday’s blog, Jeff bought a motorcycle. No he does not hav a license but is sheduled for his class August 4th.  And no insurance till he is licensed.  He was looking at the bike and he say to me I just know I’m not going to be able to stop myself from riding my new bike. And we laughed it off. The next day I can hear him in the garage, but by the time I got out there he was already gone!!! I just shook my head with a smile.
  I went in and got on the computer to look up some good motorcycle runs in Colorado, and Jeff walks in with one bottle of soda in his hands. I asked where he went and he replied with this enormous grin on his face, "I went to get me something to drink." He is still smiling…………"So do you want me to go get you a Dr. Pepper?"  I just started laughing my head off. He is so funny. I just love his sense of humor. So here is a picture of that silly smile that I love. I know I already posted it on the other blog but I love it so much I posted it again! That smile says it all. "I’m a little boy with a new toy!"  When Jeff is happy, I’m happy too.
 
 Pam  

Motercycle Madness

Yahoooooo! Jeff called me this afternoon to tell me about a motercycle he was looking at in Boulder. The dealership called to let him know that they have a bike that he might like. So Jeff in so many words asks my permission to buy it. Well I’ve been trying to get the obsession with buying a plane on hold by suggesting that he get a motercycle.   IT WORKED!!!    I told him I thought it was a great idea and to get it. So he did.
 
  You should have seen the big smile on his face when he pulled into the driveway. He was grinning from ear to ear.  Me too. I ran in to get the camera…of course, and started taking pictures.
 
  Now all he has to do is get his license! He has to wait till the 4th of August. You know he won’t be able to wait. He bought a jacket, a pair of gloves, and a full face helmet. Can you believe that Colorado has NO HELMET LAW? I see people riding all the time without a helmet. Crazy just crazy.
 
  He’s already making plans to drive to Aspen or Durango. We’ll have to find out where all the great motercycle runs are at. One more time, Yahoooooo!!!! I’m excited. One of my goals in life is to travel the United States and Canada on a motercycle. Colorado will do for now.
 
 Pam  

My Mommy is a Captain in the Army

   Colleen, Sharon and Froggy are back in Hawaii.  In just a few days Sharon will be leaving for Irac. She is a Captain in the Army.  Everyones prayers would be appreciated. I can’t get it out of my mind. Its all I think about all day. Froggy’s "Big Mama" has to leave to go fight someone elses war. And I know my daughter, Colleen is a strong gal and will do just fine while Sharon is gone, but she must be feeling a little scared. She would never admit to it, at least not to me.  She would never show her fragile side to me.  Sharon is probably the only one that has seen that side of her. 
 
  So you might have noticed  on the right is a list of websites on the subject of war. Some are very interesting and from a perspective that you may not see on CNN or read in your local Sunday paper.  Some of them you might dissagree with some will make you angry, and some might even make you cry. Its a shame that there has to be so much senseless killing and with no apparrent progress.
 
  All I hear when I listen to the news is "Another bombing…….".  And now to add to the bloodshed  Israel bombs the heck out of Lebanon killing inocent people, including children. A 2000 year old war over some HOLY ROCK. A piece of ground that will be there no matter who lives or dies. Yeah Israel wants their land back. Jeff had a good analogy…It would be like the Native Americans deciding they want their land back. So there’s a knock on our door and an Indian tell us to get out, this is our home now!  I don’t know about you but I would put up a fight!!!!!!!
 
  I am so afraid that President Boob…I mean Bush will decide we need to fight that war too. Which means my daughter Colleen may very well get deployed too. I wake up crying and then I cry myself to sleep. And I don’t sleep much. My head seems to be reeling with horrific thoughts. Thoughts that won’t stop.
 
  Anyhow  I know my vacation will help. I will get to hug and kiss Froggy for 8 days. Now Vallerie if you’re reading this you must be thinking how did they end up with that nickname? Hee Hee…..My grandaughters name is Froggy!!!!! She has a real name…Siena Cole. So I’m looking forward to seeing my mom too. Although that will make me cry too. She is in pretty bad shape. I’ll try to be strong but I am a real wimp as far as my emotions are concerned.
 
  Please check out those websites. Its getting late and I have to get up early, so I am going to try to get some sleep.
 
 Pam
 
 

Jeff and His Toys

  Now I understand how important it is for men to have their toys, but now Jeff is whining because we don’t have the money to buy him an airplane. I never say anything when he buys tools. You know which kind I mean….the ones that sit and take up space in the garage and don’t get used. Then there was the $800 rototiller that we used once in our yard in Reno. Well we won a backyard make over so we don’t need it here. It’s for sale if anyone in Colorado wants to buy it! Oh yes the $800Kayak kit. We….yes WE started to build it in Reno, and now it hangs from the rafters in the garage as a conversation piece. Hanging next to the kayak is the $1000 bicycle that Jeff never rides. And then there is the home beer brewing center that takes up a large portion of space in the garage. Not to mention all the hundreds of dollers put into his rock climbing equipment that just sits in plastic storage tubs.
 
  Well you get the idea and some of you might unfortunately relate! LOL Don’t get me wrong I have my share of procrastinated hobbies and interests. But as far as space and dollars are concerned Jeff wins the boobie prize. 
 
  I want to make it clear that when Jeff has a new interest I am very excited to see him follow through. The thought of building your own kayak and then taking it out to lake Tahoe sounds great. And all the things we could build with those power tools…Wow. When we lived in Reno we made beer all the time but not here in Colorado, the homebrew capital of the United States! And When Jeff got his bike he rode it with our neighbor and I want to get a bike too. Our neighbor here in Colorado is a homebrewer and rides his bike every day! So its not like Jeff wouldn’t have anyone to have fun with. He’s always wanted a BMW motercycle too. I think that would be a blast.
 
  So now the new interest/obsession is buying a plane. He even went as far as to buy plans to build his own plane. That was another $200. I’m a little worried about that. Jeff knows how to swim if something happened to the kayak, but if something happened to the plane…well…you get the picture. He has his pilots license. But can’t afford to fly. I was so excited for him when he flew his first solo. It was the happiest I had ever seen him. That was a dream realized. But now it has turned into a nighmare. He is so depressed because after spending almost $10,000 to get his license,that includes all the times he rented the plane to go for his joy rides, well now we don’t have the money to fly!
 
  One thing that I wanted to do was to get scuba certafied. HAH! Jeff said that cost too much money. That’s what he says when he’s not interested. At least with the motercycle he would be able to ride it!!!!!! And take me for a ride too. Its funny how I fritter away a dollar here and a dollar there. But Jeff…OMG…men and there toys. No wonder we’re broke.  I do love the look on Jeff’s face when he buys himself something he has always wanted. So now I’m trying to figure out how I can pull $$$$ out of thin air so Jeff can build his dream plane.
 
  I posted the boring pictures of our messy garage……oooh…oooh… maybe I’ll start looking for garage makeover contests!!! Wouldn’t that be a hoot if we won? I know if and when we get the plane kit my car will be evicted from the garage.
 
  So does anyone in bloggerville have a plane they want to get rid of? Jeff is on the computer everyday looking at planes for sale. Looking for that great deal. An old friend of mine had a motto…"Why spend $3000 on a car when you can buy a plane." Yep, he bought a plane for $3000 and I’m not sure how much more he put into it, but I flew with him. Lots of fun. But I would love to fly in the plane that Jeff built!!
 
 Pam  
 
 

Wedding Pictures

Ok Vallerie,  You asked for it. Here are those pictures. I made an album in the photo section. I also put some pictures of my daughter. She got her good looks from my mom! But she got her attitude from me!!!
 
 Pam  

The Not So Perfect Wedding

  All of us who got married in a wedding with friends and family probably have a story to tell of what shouldn’t have happened but did. I think the number one thing that was wrong was that there was no booze at our reception, which was held one of the buildings at our church. We were on a tight budget and our friends at church all pitched in and put together our reception for us. It was basically a pot luck party with a wedding theme. Pretty cheesy. I’m not sure why we did not have any real champaigne for the toast, Maybe they didn’t want a bunch of drunk Christians running around screaming out, "Hallalujia, Praise God for wedding nights!!!"
  I think it was all very pretentious and hypocritical now that I look back. I asked two of my friends from the singles group to be my bridemaids. And my best friend Sue to be my maid of honor. Sue’s hubby, Jimbo, walked me down the aisle an gave me away. My daughter was the flower girl. She was beautiful.
  I bought the fabric for their dresses and designed the too. Lucky for me Jeff’s mom is a seamstress and made the dresses for all the gals. My wedding dress was a size 10. I bought it at a steel for $250. It was an $800 dress that was returned from a canceled wedding, and never worn. Well at that 13 years ago I wore a size 6  Now I wear a size 14 EEEEK I don’t want to talk about it. Well Jan altered my dress and even added lots of pearl buttons on the sleeves and on the back. It fit perfect.
  We went to order the flowers…damn they were expensive. I finally told the girl at the counter that we just couldn’t afford the ones that were in the catalog. I told her I need 6 boutinnieres, 5 corsages, my bouquet, and a single rose  for my daughter. I told her what the colors were in the dresses and asked what she could do for us.  I think she just felt sorry for us. She put it all together for only $150 bucks. Our wedding date was May 1st….HAH! May Day, May Day, They’re going down. Lots of jokes about that. In May all the lilacs are in bloom and my friends went around the neighborhood and picked a bunch for the reception. More cheesyness!
  Oops let me back up a bit. Nancy who was very devout and was our mentor and counselor and prayer partner, well she was always having prayer meetings at her house so when I was told to be there at 5:00 for a womens meeting I didn’t think twice. Jeff dropped me off and drove away. I got to the door and it open and cameras started flashing and there were dozens of gals hugging me and giggling. It was a surprize bridal shower!  I had no idea and there were friends there from my other church and from work. Wow, and I just balled my eyes out.
  One of my gifts was a one hour message that I really needed. Lots of fun that night. But I mostly cried. I get so emotional. I cry when I’m mad, sad, and happy. And when I hear the National Anthem!
  Ok back to the wedding. My daughter flew to Reno and stayed for 3 days so she could be in the wedding. We both stayed at Sue and Jimbo’s house. The day of the wedding we Sue made us breakfast and we drove to the church where I and the other bridesmaids got dressed. Mascara was passed around and lipstick. We put blush on each other. Jan put the two girls hair up in a french roll. And….and litterally pinned the dresses on the bridesmaids. Their dresses included a train that attached aroung the waist with a sash that had a bow on the front. Jan for got to sew on the snaps or hooks so the sash was pinned in place. Well, the wedding was suposed to start at 1:00 and it was 1:45. Pastor Rob poked his head in and said, "You can’t make your guests wait like this. You have 15 minutes and we’re going to start with or without you!" We all scattered for last minute make up and hair spray. I walked up to Jimbo and he smiled and told me I look beautiful. With everyone in their place the wedding march began to play. I held on to my boquet so tight that I was shaking, noticebly shaking. Of course the tears were already starting to come. I looked down at my flowers and they were jittering so much that petals and leaves started to fall on the floor. I was not laughing and crying .
  Pastor Rob made a funny comment, he had a good sense of humor. Part of the way through the ceremony he asked me to let go of Jeff’s hand because I was cutting off the circulation!  We took communion, lit candles, said our vows and then we were pronounced man and wife. I was numb. We walked down the isle together and I can hardly remember the rest of the day! Our friends greeted us at the door and we then walked across the parking lot to the building where the reception was held. More cheesyness. We all had a good time. There was about 200 people there. Lots of food  and the cake was a present Toni. The room was filled with ribbons and balloons. It looked like more like a birthday party. More cheesyness. It was time for me to toss my bouquet and the gal that caught it was pregnant and single, we had a good laugh over that.
  Then it was time for the toasting. We raised our plastic cups filled with sparkling cider and one by one nice things were said by all. My daughter stood up and voiced loudly that she had something to say. There was complete silence while everyone listened intently and with couriosity. Colleed then said how much she love me and that she was very happy that I met  a man that made me so happy and wished us happiness for the rest of our lives together. My 12 year old made everyone cry!!
  It was time to go and we drove off to the start of our honeymoon. A gift from Sue and Jimbo was the use of their time share. We went to Winter Park in Colorado. In the off season! More cheesyness. But it was beautiful. I remember Jeff and I talking about how nice it would be to live in Colorado, and here we are 13 years later.
  Well, not much to tell about the honeymoon. But when we got back to what was going to be our first home together there was a nice surprise waiting for us. All our friends had packed all our stuff for us and it was waiting for us stacked neatly in boxes along the walls. We walked into the bedroom and our water bed was all set up for us. And believe me that was the best of all the gifts. All the gifts were in the middle of the floor in the livingroom of our little apartment. We only got 3 toasters!.LOL 
  The night we got back we watched the video of our wedding. A freind of ours sho worked for chanel 34 used his big camera to tape our wedding. Well studio cameras can pick up radio signals. and as we were taking communion you could hear music in the background…..We listened and started rolling on the floor with laughter. It was the "Oldie But Goodie" radio station that the camera pick up. The song that was playing was "Let the good times roll" by Shirley and Lee. Ok that’s the end, hope it wasn’t too boring I am very tired so good night.
 
  Pam

To My Lovely Daughter

  Happy  Birthday 
    COLLEEN   
 
  Today is my daughters birthday and I just want everyone to know that I am soooo proud of my girl. And I love her very very very much. XXXXOOOOXXXX To my lovely daughter I send virtual hugs and kisses. Can’t wait to see you and Froggy!

Will You Marry Me? Part Two

  Ok now you know how we met.  I was the girl/divorcee next door. Jeff and I talked alot about each others past, exchanged secrets, although I am not the type of person that has any secrets to hide. I have had a very, lets say, colorfull life.  I think that’s what attracted Jeff to me. AHH! maybe it was the sex.
  I was married twice. First marraige you can read about in my blog titled," I Love My Kids But……" I lost my kids because I was young and stupid oh yeah, and an alcoholic. My girlfriend had two bus tickets to Reno and she thought it would do me some good to get out and have some fun. Some how I ended up at the poker table with this guy named Fred…"Almost Dead Fred" aka "Horseface Freddie" These professional poker player are a strange bunch. I was totally mesmerized by the life style. My friend Roberta, she took the bus home without me. I stayed with Fred and ended up moving in with him. I was 25 years old, he was 42. We did drugs, mainly basing cocaine. After Fred there was Dick. He showed me how to shoot up heroin. Things just got worse and worse.
  So I went from alcoholic to drug addict, and I did what it took to stay drugged up. Plus I played poker for a living for almost 5 years. Then I met my second husband. I some how got to the point where I did not want to do drugs, drink, or gamble anymore. My second husband worked at Mustang Ranch. Well that marraige disolved after about 5 years. I cheated on him too and he on me.
   I some how ended up talking to a gal about church and thought to myself, "I better go to church and ask for God’s help." I did and that’s how I ended up in prison ministry. I had been in jail before too.I think that’s why I was drawn to it.  I always thought that my mothers prayers kept me alive and out of too much trouble.
  So Jeff had told me that I was the only person he knew to go from being totally messed up to getting straight by going to church. As they say.."Reborn" We dated for almost 2 years. And "fell into sin" ….a lot. And the singles group at church prayed for us every week!   And God forgave us every time.  We went to these marraige classes. You had to go to get the pastors blessing and if he did not approve he would not perform the marraige. They would have us do all kinds of silly stuff and we would have tests. It was rediculous but fun at the same time.
  At one point my car broke down and I borrowed Jeff’s car. On my way to the singles meeting  I  got into a car accident and totaled the car. I was listening to a Christian tape at the time and when I hit the other car I pretty much blacked out. The car came to a stop and I was sitting  there but could not hear or fell anything. All of a sudden I could hear the tape playing…Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me…"  Then an officer knocked on my window and asked if I were alright?  HaHaHa   It was a sign from God! I think He was trying to tell me not to drive so fast in the snow!!!!  The officer drove me to Jeff’s house. I felt just awfull. I walked through the door and everyone looked at me and knew something was wrong. Jeff asked, "What’s wrong?" and I replied,   "I..I  Wr.. wre.. wrecked your car….  "Are you ok?" "Do you need to go to the hospital?"  
  Well now I knew for sure I wanted to marry this man!!! He didn’t even ask once about how his car was.   That’s true love!
  He knew he wanted to marry me too. But he had a hard time understanding the prison ministry. Why did I want to talk to these criminals? So I took him with me to the juvinal hall and he was floored by what these kids talked about. Later that evening we went for a walk in Virginia Park. We went there often. We sat on the park bench and talked a bit and cried a bit for those kids. Then Jeff got down on one knee and looked at me and said those words…"Will you marry me?" Then I said yes and we both embraced and cried and talked some more.
  Now Jeff had been telling me all along that he had a perfect place to propose to me, and we would be sitting at table #10.  So everytime we went out to eat I would excuse myself to go to the restroom and on the way I would ask the hostess if their tables were numbered or I would look at the edge of the table to see if there was a number on it. About one week later we went for another walk at the park and Jeff explained to me that the restaurant he wanted to propose at had burned down!!! So we walked around the park and as we got closer to "our" bench Jeff tells me to close my eyes, he walks me to the bench, I open my eyes and there on the bench was a big #10. The night before Jeff had spray painted the #10 on the front and back of the bench. And it is still there to this day! That is the most romantic thing I have ever experienced or heard of. I still get chills and feel all giddy when I think about that day.
  And that’s the story of our courtship in a nut shell. I miss those days. I miss sitting in the car at the edge of the Reno airport, watching the planes land and take off, while we talked and kissed and…………..Yeah the good old days. Maybe Jeff will read this and surprize me.
 
 Pam