My son was here for collegiate reasons over at the University of Santa Cruz and to also see his Ma. He had a choice to head on over to So Cal or to my area. He asked another professor to take the other end of Cali, so he could visit me. Because of what he needed to get done at the university, we spent our time indoors just catching up. I took him out to dinner and then we vegged on the sofa. I am not one to watch television, but for him I did. Even then, we ignored the tv and just watched funny videos on the computer. He showed me some of the speeches that he has been giving to universities and unions. I am so proud. So instead of doing some exploring, we spent time being together and catching up.

That best part of the visit was just looking at him. Since my sons were born I was always staring at them. I wanted to memorize their sounds, their traits, their facial movements and gestures. I know it sounds silly, but I find something different about their appearance each time I look at them. All of us look back at how people change and grow. It isn't so far fetched to stare at someone that you love.

One thing that I did as they grew, was to sit in their rooms each night for about 15 minutes and watch them sleep. Weird? No. It wasn't that I was over protective or afraid they would die in their sleep. I was in awe of life. The creation of it all. Even now, when I visit them and they fall asleep on the couch, I will stare. My how they grow so fast. One day they were in my arms barely able to open their eyes....and now....adults with lives of their own. It doesn't feel like 29 years have passed. It doesn't! They are still the lil ones (in my mind) that I used to dig in the mud with, build legos, race matchbox cars, jump off cliffs with, climb mountains with and or run into the surf.

My sons discovered that I stared at them in their sleep when they were in elementary school. It didn't bother them. They would roll their eyes just like typical kids would do when they discovered that their parents were goofy. One day, years later, they played a joke on me. They were teenagers about this time. I was asleep and when I woke up and there they were...both of them...a few inches from my face. I screamed and they laughed. The oldest brat *snicker* said "If you can do it so can we" Well hell, I didn't get that close........lol

So guess what I did while my son was asleep on the couch? You got it! I woke up to use the bathroom and then walked into the living room and watched him sleep for a little bit. I looked on the wall at his kindergarten plaster hand print and then looked at his hands now....and just smiled. Those hands used to line the hallway walls with paint and dirt. I am glad that I took pictures of those stains and put them in his baby book.

When my son hugged me goodbye this morning he asked
"Ma? Did you stare at me while I was sleeping?"
Yes, I did.
Then he rolled his eyes.

What a peaceful 2 days.

This is me being upset.
I am already starting to get tears in my eyes and it isn't even the morning yet.
I miss my little boy already. My 6'4, 185 pound little boy...lol
God I'm such a Mom.

So I can bring you an update on a moron. Remember the tools who destroyed part of a Jurassic Era stone formation? If you haven't seen the 56 second video 5 blogs down, please do. It's well worth it to see morons in action. Annnnyhoooooo. The boneheads troubles are even bigger now.

Man Who Toppled Ancient Rock Suing for Disability.
ABC News: By Gillian Mohney October 20, 2013 2:37 PM


A Boy Scout leader who came under fire for pushing over an ancient boulder in a national park filed a suit last month claiming he was suffering permanent "disability" and "impairment" from an auto accident four years ago. Glenn Taylor initially faced scrutiny after a video of him pushing over a Jurassic era rock formation in the Goblin Valley State Park in Utah went viral.
However Taylor is now facing additional scrutiny after it was revealed that he filed a suit claiming he has endured "great pain and suffering, disability, impairment, loss of life" stemming from a 2009 car accident, according to ABC News affiliate KTVX-TV in Salt Lake City, Utah.
According to KTVX, Taylor said in the documents he has incurred an estimated $5,000 in medical related expenses. Alan Macdonald, who is being sued by Taylor because it was his daughter who hit Taylor's car, told KTVX that he was "highly offended" by Taylor's actions. "Somebody with a bad back who is disabled who can't enjoy life to me doesn't step up and push a rock right off its base," Macdonald said.
Calls to a number listed in Taylor's name and to his attorney were not immediately returned.
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Well of course the boneheads attorney isn't taking any calls. His client is a fraud. Once he is done being fined for the destruction of a national park, he will need to come up with money for the civil suit when the fraud case is filed.

Line forms to the right.

My son called! He will be here late tonight and will be with me until Monday evening. This Ma is fantistically happy!
**I know fantastically isn't a word....so bite me.

I know that I haven't grown out of them, neither have a few men that I know.


Why does this remind me of some of the status lines?



Smile! It's the weekend.

The saying goes "If you love your job, you will never work a day in your life" I love what I do and have from the beginning. Yes, at times it makes me tired. But it is a wonderful tired. Yes, I pay more attention to it, than myself. It's all good. In the end I will be rewarded. Most of the time I am rewarded during the entire day. Today was one of those days.

This was at work with an employee that I didn't know. I was walking to lunch and saw Bill. He saw me and waved for me to come over. He looked concerned. As I walked up to him, I noticed the surrounding area. There was a young man on the ground sitting against a tree and a another man sitting on a bench. Before I reached the tree Bill and one other Suicide Interventionist (the one on the bench) approached me and told me that they tried to get the young man to open up. He refused and said that he wasn't ready to talk. The other SI's did their best and I applaud them. But there was one thing that they didn't do. They didn't get on the ground and sit with him in the dirt. I sat down and introduced myself. At first he was refusing to talk. So we just sat there listening to the birds. Over thirty minutes went by and then he spoke. He said that I was a good listener. That made me giggle and I smiled at him. I got him to snicker when I replied with "Well you talk too much". So I lightly touched his shoulder and that made him start to cry.

He began to speak and opened up as to why he wanted out. We talked for over an hour and then he gave permission for a counselor to join him. Once the counselor appeared, it was time for me to go. The reward for this? A smile from a young man who trusted me.

I was in the right place at the right time. I was placed there for a reason. My plan was to have lunch in my office, but the day was too beautiful to stay in. This young man had the same thought and felt as if it was too beautiful to stay in. Thank you fate, it was meant to be. The week has been exhausting. But like I said, no worries. At the end of the day I feel great because I try to do my best. We all try to do our best and that is all that matters.

I have a job that I enjoy so let's not call it work.

Ancient rock formations destroyed by Scout Leaders.
By Erin McClam, Staff Writer, NBC News
Authorities in Utah are considering criminal charges against a group of men who gleefully shoved a boulder off its perch in a state park — and disturbed a rock formation that park officials say is 170 million years old.
The men, identified by The Salt Lake Tribune as Boy Scout leaders, recorded the antics, and cheered and high-fived after they toppled the rock. As one of the men was jostling the boulder loose, the cameraman sang a 1990 dance-party hit: “Wiggle it — just a little bit.”
The cameraman shows how the boulder, in Goblin Valley State Park, was perched on a small ledge that appears no more than a foot or two wide. "We have now modified Goblin Valley,” says the cameraman, identified by local news outlets as Dave Hall.

Utah authorities did not see it that way. County and state prosecutors are considering criminal charges, Eugene Swalberg, a spokesman for the Utah state parks, told the Deseret News newspaper.
“This is not behavior that is appreciated or should exist in state parks,” he said. “This has been formed for literally millions of years, and it’s supposed to last for a long time. We don't need individuals doing the work of Mother Nature.” Swalberg said the rock formations, known as goblins for their shape, date to the Jurassic Era.



I hope they never take a trip to Stonehenge.
Watch the video and not only see but also hear morons in action.

Joeytomatoes has a forum thread on this very subject. So do you think they exist and have you had an encounter?
All of my life I questioned this and had heard stories. Did they exist? Would I ever believe? Then one day I did believe. I cannot go into all of the details of it, but I will have to mention a few things in order for this to make sense.

About 26 years ago, my Sister G and her husband died in a tragic motorcycle accident. According to reports: During the fire, paramedic and police response, my sisters body was approached by the paramedic and upon VISUAL inspection the paramedics deemed her 'beyond saving' and covered her with a sheet. I won't graphically describe her injuries. They moved over to my brother in law. He didn't have any visible injuries and they found a pulse and heart beat. But when they lifted him, brain matter seeped out of his helmet. According to the report, 20 minutes had passed when my sisters body was lifted onto the stretcher and that is when the medics heard her take a shallow breath.

It seems G had been under the sheet and alive the entire time they were tending to my brother in law, who was actually dead. According to reports, the paramedics began working on G. Their help was of no use and G died while they were finally trying to save her. Because of the visual inspection that the paramedics performed, the city created a new policy that any victim, no matter how gruesome the injuries, would be checked for a pulse and heart beat. Okay, so let's jump to the ghost encounter.

For months after the funeral, I was still crying uncontrollably. Then suddenly at night I began hearing G's voice when I turned out the lights to go to sleep. I wasn't asleep when I heard G call my name. It was during the quiet time in the dark as I closed my eyes. This went on for days. It would freak me out and I would pull the covers over my head. The hubs at the time, the father of my sons made a comment. He said "It's G, so what are you afraid of? "Tell her you love her and ask if she is okay"

A week or so later, I turned out the lights, R was asleep and I said my prayers and closed my eyes. G called my name. I started to shake and quietly said "I love you G, are you okay?" I could feel a chill and then a warmth over my face. I heard her voice "I'm with Christopher, I love you. Go to sleep and stop crying"

Skip back in time many years during the wedding of G and C. G said her vows and part of her vows to Chris were "During our love and life, if you should leave this world, may I not feel what one minute without you would be like"

G got her wish and her ghost let me know that she was where she was meant to be. Now I don't know if it was my subconscious, a dream or a ghost, but I do know one thing.....I know I wasn't asleep.

G? I love you but I still cry and miss you.

Oh and by the way, it's "he took her for granted" not "he took her for granite"
*sigh*