Monday, March 30, 2009
Happy Birthday, Kimmy!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Today Ash Came Our Way...
Suzanne and Irene told me what a mess it was getting the kids from school in the ash fall and again I patted myself on the back
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Loosing a Friend
Monday, March 23, 2009
Where are the Greears?
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Spring Break at the Dentist
Friday, March 13, 2009
DeeJay Turns 18!
It is funny when I think back onto the first time I met DeeJay. Willie had been staying after school with me each day to 'practice his English' and in the middle of the second week he whispered to me with his head lowered, "Can my brother join us?". Outside the door to my classroom stood DeeJay. Unlike Willie he was tall and his shoulders were square. DeeJay loved riding in the car and jamming out to music and going on adventures. I cherish those memories.
This is a picture of us at Vince and my wedding. The kids swam through the ceremony. DeeJay was 9 at this time. The same age Falcom is now. DeeJay has never enjoyed having his picture taken as is obvious from his embarrassment in this picture. Wait...is he embarrassed that he is getting his picture taken or that he is holding my hand...hum...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
My First Mammogram!
I photographed my first mammogram! Because of the insurance we receive through Vince's work, I needed to drive to Soldotna for the procedure. It was a lovely drive in the snow and slush.
The Radiology Department got me right in and took care of business quickly. I'm not sure yet why this hospital seems so efficient. Could it be the lack of a union? Or are people from Soldotna just free of the burden of having the artist temperament which can be so intrusive and unproductive?This is the machine that presses the breast down and x-rays the tissue. Contrary to popular belief, it does not hurt and even if it were a bit uncomfortable it is not a long procedure. I know, everyone has different sensitivities. But after this experience, I am thinking that what people are most uncomfortable about is having some strange woman flinging their boobs around.
Yes, there were foreign hands manipulating my boobs. It's strange, but so important! Gosh, now that I am looking at this picture I wish I would have worn a bikini in Saipan...the halibut belly white flesh is blinding!Here is a picture of my boob. I've always had smallish, dense breasts. I think my boob looks good in the x-ray. Much better than it does in real time. I also think that squishing the boob makes it look bigger. Right there are two exceptional reasons to get in and have your annual exam!
They say that 30% of the people who go in for their first scan have to come back for a more thorough examination. I have a strong feeling I will be one of these people. I kind of hope I am because I like seeing my husband at his job. He looks so cute in his button down shirt. No, I am not manifesting a second exam just to check him out. My breasts are dense, like I said, and the images have each breast displaying a different amount of mass inside. This x-ray did a nice job of imaging the muscle behind the breast (edge of picture), but they are going to want to look more closely at that white area inside the breast. 30% chance. We will see.
Marina made Vince this candy lei because she "misses him so much and never gets to see him". He reluctantly made her this cute video. Following is a message from Vince to Marina while standing in the pharmacy at Central Peninsula Hospital.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Regular Tuesday with Irene
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday - Ball in the House
Mema asked us all to come to dinner after going to see the Pink Panther movie. Beware. The Pink Panther is not nearly as good as Slumdog.
Dinner was great. Fun to be sitting with my entire family. After we finished eating we seven raced over to the high school to watch a wonderful Acapella group, Ball in the House. They are fabulous and are not like the groups of a long time ago where they play ancient songs. These guys are fresh, original, and have a member who does the beat box in the background! The little kids loved it, we adults loved it, Willie and DeeJay loved it!
After the show, the had a mini-workshop for people who wanted to sing. This did not start until 10pm and they answered questions first. Falcom was sitting behind me and was passing out, "Mom, I'm really falling asleep..." but finally they invited people onstage to sing My Girl with them and here is a snippet of Falcom learning harmony with Ball in the House.
What is amazing to me is that for being so late at night, after such an active day, Falcom was able to actually sing something being totally exhausted at 10.30 pm and not even knowing this song before this night. The men from Ball in the House had high praise for Falcom. It was worth staying up for, for sure!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Our Week
I wonder if the National Review considers Slumdog Millionaire another vehicle for the liberals of Hollywood to propel their government regulation loving and intuitionist policies agenda into our consciousness or if they would see it as a moralistic tale of two brothers ...a Cane and Able of sorts... whose fate compels us to examine our own values as conservatives? Hum...