April 29, 2009


I had my yearly mammogram today. It was uneventful....I hope. The results will be sent to me by next week. Anyway, for you ladies that have had these before, you know the room is cold and dim. On the chair was the little gown top and a wipette called MammoWipe. I had to laugh.

"MammoWipe is a premoistened towelette for general wash-up and patient skin cleansing. MammoWipe is effective for removing residual oils, powder and deordorant prior to procedures such as mammography. MammoWipe leaves no residue and dries in seconds."

Always looking for the humor in a stressful situation...

April 26, 2009

A Colorado Photomontage

When Danny's family was here, we did lots of things...depending on the weather! They were lucky because they were able to experience a typical Colorado spring: one day snow, one day rain, one day sunshine, one day cold, one day cool, one day warm. You get the idea. Here is a photomontage, taken by Eileen, of our adventures.
This one of Tony was taken at Pearl Street Mall in the alley of a restaurant, the Rio Grande. Tony has taken up photography. To look the part, he has been collecting the appropriate attire to go with it. The trench is from ARC. The hat is from Estes. And, the camera is a 1978 Cannon, courtesy of his Papa. Eileen ps'ed the photo to give it a "Dick-Tracey-era-cartoon-look".

This one of Marisa is so typical of her mood lately: pensive. We were at the Stanley Hotel awaiting our ghost tour. She was checking her text messages. Give this girl a deck of cards and poker chips. Who can tell what she is really thinking?

This is the front of the Stanley Hotel. It had been snowing, but the sunshine melted enough snow away and we went to Estes Park for the day. We saw lots of history this day, both inanimate and spiritual! I'm too afraid to post pictures of our ghost tour. You will just have to log onto facebook and check out Eileen's posts for those.

This is a wonderful shot of the landscape from the Stanley's front steps. Breathtaking!

Before we got to go to Estes Park, we were homebound due to snow in Broomfield. The snow this time was wet and very heavy. This is our backyard. Makes me feel cold just looking at it.

Another view of the backyard. This was a very cold and wet day. However, we managed to get to JoAnn's Fabrics for yarn on this day!

Two days later, Marisa is out on the golf course. Putting and chipping. Chipping and putting. All afternoon long!

The golf coach invited Eileen and Omar to putt and chip. They preferred to spectate. Thanks, Eileen, for the photos!

This is the pond by our house. With all the rain and snow, the pond was flooding the pathways. Still beautiful!

Another view of the pond on the greenbelt. I will miss this when we moved back to Texas...

April 22, 2009

Tony & Tia

Tony and his Confirmation sponsor, Tia Eileen

April 12, 2009

April 11, 2009

Approaching Events

Soon, very soon, Tony will be Confirmed. He has a suit, tie, and shiny black shoes. Right now, he and Danny went to get the hair "shaped". Tony printed a picture of Patrick Swayze from Point Break. I don't care, it's only hair. I think Tony will actually look good.

We're doing lots and lots of cleaning for our guests. Danny parents are coming and so are Eileen and Omar. We can't hardly wait. Omar is the only one who hasn't been to visit us yet. Anyway, we "live" in our house. It's not a museum and we are not one to try to keep it pristene for show. As a result, well, you've seen posts past of my kids rooms! Surprisingly, we are 70% done with our cleaning spree and we have 4 days left!

Not only do we have Confirmation on our plate, Tony has a track meet and Marisa has a golf tourney next week when everyone is here. I'm doing some independent contract social work services, too! Glutten for punishment?

Danny and I just got back from Supper Solutions and the grocery store. Need to go to the licquor store and we are set! Happy Easter, everyone!

April 6, 2009

Mom Would Have Appreciated This Story

We've all been to the OB/GYN, right? We all had some type of anxiety about going as well, correct? Well, I'm no different. I dislike going to this "annual" event. From the time I book the appointment a month in advance until I pay my co-pay and walk out the office, I completely DREAD the experience.

Today was the "appointment". I've been fairly healthy this past year. Nothing out of the ordinary to report. No major ailings or failings, other than my eyesight. I'm thinking all morning long about the routine blood work, urinalysis, medication reconciliation, blood pressure, weight changes, lifestye issues, and the "examne" itself.

I'm running through all my pains, twinges, aches, reasons for not taking my meds as prescribed from the following year, etc. Not really paying attention to tasks at hand.The nurse takes my blood pressure...a little high, but it always is "a little high". I stand on the medieval apparatus that tortures millions of women on a daily basis. The scales. Okay, not too bad. I've gained 2 pounds in 365 days. Yep....2 pounds. I let my guard down. I'm actually feeling that this appointment is going okay this year.

Now, it's time for the urine sample. Not my fav, but fairly easy to get through. I'm more relaxed, gained only 2 pounds. BP is high, but within normal limits. I'm cruising through this "appointment". I go to the restroom for the urine sample. I see the regular clear plastic Dixie cups that they have this year. I'm thinking that I'm not too fond of this cup. What happened to the more medical-looking-frosted-plastic-cup with the green lid and label? All there was today was clear plastic Dixie and a sharpie to write your name on the side. Felt more like I was labeling my drink at a party. Keepin' it real, remember?

So, I go through the process (I'll leave the details out because we women all know about "the process" of collecting the urine sample). Anyway, right by the toilet is the trashcan. The shelf for the sample is by the door. The shelf is too far to set the sample down to tidy up.I'm thinking, "Awesome, I've gained only 2 pounds!" Not paying any attention, I set the carefully collected urine sample on the trashcan lid. And, plop! There it goes...in the trashcan.

I'm tellin' ya. THAT put a damper on this "annual" appointment. And, true to most of my mishaps, everyone else thought it was a riot!