It has been a very busy week at the department coming back from some time off.
1. Catching up on reports. People forget how to write while I am away......lol
2. Maintaining the phone for assistance. Since the cut backs, we each have it longer than usual.
3. Files were lost on some classified info. Lesson learned on who to assign that task to while I am gone.
4. An officer complaint.
5. I have had a head cold complete with migraine...*ick*
6. I sucked at an interview because the head cold turned me into a total dweeb. (or maybe I am a total dweeb..lol)
7. Tons of phone messages to answer. It's amazing how many people call while one is away.

That is the beauty about my job/career. It is busy, demanding and is different each day. Hell, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Today I went for a mild walk. Nothing long and strenuous, just easy and breezy. And guess what I found? I have mentioned the numerous pleasures in my area. The various wild life, the wild apples and fruit trees, the wonderful sea life..etc etc. Right around the corner I found a wild blackberry bush!


You bet I ate them! They were deelish! I used to grow blackberries a while back, so it was nice to discover them right around the corner. I plan on taking a bowl with me next time.

They've come a long way baby!
The evolution of the Lego Woman.



The innocence is gone.

**My Lego comparison blog with the traveling Lego man will continue next week.

I was telling her about the some job offers and how I am looking for departmental lateral transfers and/or promotions closer to my boys.

Me: I turned down a job offer in _____.
Sister T: Isn't that a few cities from the kids?
Me: Yes.
Sister T: If you are looking for jobs closer to them, won't that be a long drive?
Me: T? (I start to giggle) T? (I'm still giggling) I wouldn't commute that far you airhead.
Sister T: Oooooh ya, you could carpool.
Me: T? Remember when we were growing up and all of you kept telling me I was adopted?
Sister T: Ya. Why do you ask?
Me: I think that I was.
Sister T: What?
Me: Never mind.

I think all of my sisters share the same brain.
If not for all of the females in my family having the same hips and round arses, I would actually believe what they kept telling me when I was little......that I was adopted or found in a trash can on the docks.

Memorial Day isn't for sales or for parties. I didn't do and don't do either of them on this day.
I may have been too young to remember much of my life with my brother before he died during Vietnam, but I remember his smile and how he chased me when he pretended to be a monster. I remember the day that he came home during leave and cried behind closed doors about not wanting to go back to Vietnam because he was scared.
I remember him on this day.
This morning I called a friend of mine. I always do on this day. Her hubs was killed during the first wave of Marines who were sent to Iraq. Gunny was a big man with a hearty laugh and a teddy bear personality. I remember her tears when all of us held her during her pain. The memory of her reading his very first letter to me is something I will never forget. He simply wrote "It's begun and I am afraid. Pray for all of us" He was a grown man but he was also human.
I remember him.
Two different wars. Two different men. One teenager and one man in his 30's. They shared the same emotion. Fear.
To my brother and my friends. Their memories live on.
To those I do not know, they are in my thoughts. They sacrificed everything.
I remember them.

YAY! The comfort of my own bed! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah....mmmmm
My own down pillows, my pillow top mattress, my heating blanket that I call 'the monster' and serenity.

My sons, their Dad, one of my sons gf's and I went out for lunch today. It was the first time in a week that all of us were able to be at one table. It didn't matter that we weren't able to be be together on their actual birthdays. They were busy with work and school. Life happens that way. Kids grow, do their own thing and create their own lives. As parents that is the best thing that you can witness and be a part of. The growth, maturity and success of our own bean sprouts.

The food at the cafe was terrible..lol. That didn't matter either. It isn't the food that makes the meal, it's the company you keep and the laughter you gain from such things. We laughed at the face that my youngest made when he realized his potato wasn't cooked....*giggles* or the way his girlfriend E knocked on the table with her bread.....hahahaah. The best part was when the waiter gave us the meals that were meant for the table next to us. The first plate he put down, their Dad said "I didn't order this" And the waiter said "Did you forget what you ordered?" He just continued on putting the wrong meals in front of us. The lady behind my son spoke up with "That is my spaghetti" We had a great time!

Then it was back to the house to open gifts. Their Dad enjoys buying each of them one wacky gift. This time it was a cheap karaoke set up that you plug into your t.v. And yes, they had enough beers in them to sing. I laughed my ass off at how terrible they sounded.....hahahah. Since I wasn't able to be here on Mother's Day, we also celebrated that day. I was given two canvas 16x20 prints that were created from two of my own ocean photographs. I cannot wait to get home and hang them.

I am leaving in the morning to head north. I miss my boys already.

In honor of my sons birthdays, I present you with Lego Pinata. We were talking about all of the different birthday themes they had requested or wanted. Yes, I created three Lego Themed parties as they were growing up.



Think back to how many different themed parties you had to create. All for the sake of the smile on your child's face. It was so worth it, wasn't it?

Yes, I was selfish and took a few hours for myself. Of course the place for me is right on the beach. It was too cold for a bikini, so I enjoyed the walk. Some amazing shells were strewn about the sand, so I collected quite a few for the crystal jar at home.



Just popped in to send a nice message to all of you.
It's time for dinner. I hope all is well with this weird yet wonderful community of NN.
xoxox

The closer it gets to my boys birthdays, the more I am feeling nostalgic about the day they were born and the many years leading up to this Thursday. All of those years have flown by. One day I was hugging two 10 pound bundles of chubby cheeked babies. Their tiny fingers barely able to wrap around my finger....and then poof! It flashed by in no time. Now I am hugging two men who are over 6 feet tall and can grab a basketball with one hand. My boys. I tear up each time I think about how they changed my life. My boys. That is all I keep thinking and saying...my boys
They are grown men and will be 28 and 30 years old. But they are my boys....always will be. I better go. I have some gifts to wrap.
No time to play here with you fine people.
Write some updates down below and I will check them in a few days.....lol.xoxoxo

Unfortunately I am unable to play in the blog challenge. It's been busy here preparing for birthdays, but I will try and visit a few blogs now. I hope that everyone is having fun. Hopefully in a few days I can view all of the entries.

I'm a bad bad hostess.
Please spank me later.


Have fun!