Rambling on and on and on

o I’m home alone now, and for the rest of the night. BB and his boys are heading to the mountains to check on our cabin. There is much news about forest fires in proximity to our cabin. God, it would be just awful for our cabin to burn down after our labor of love building it. We are currently insulating it and after that we will sheetrock it. We have done everything ourselves and when I say WE I mean BB, his kids and me have all had our hands dirty in the making of our lovely, some say “huge”, I say cozy little cabin. Four years now, and were still hard at it. It has been a fun family project. I tell his kids “some day this cabin will be yours and then it will be your childrens. So respect this cabin and the land and she will return great joy to all that enter.”

*insert picture of cabin here*

I’m sitting here in my office using my DESKTOP-wow this computer is purdy nice brand new and hardly used since I fell in love with my new laptop. It’s amazing how things change when you have a lap tap and wireless to bout. It’s really an addiction you know watching tv with your laptop in your lap–well I usually place it on a couch pillow. I understand this is a very bad thing to do. Anyways, I surf through Craigs list while watching news at 5, Google recipes for dinner, check OD way too many times–I must break myself of this habit. Wondering why I’m so intrigued with OD, wondering if I will be on OD when I’m 89?

BB used to complain about me being on the computer but I broke him in and he now has his wireless cheap, slow laptap with windows 95. *insert laughing right here_______! Anyhoo, He sits in the recliner with his puter and I sit on the couch with mine and his son Kev is upstairs on this desktop–all of us on the net!! This is such a sickness. BB sends me instant messages, greeting cards, music videos–Kev who is upstairs IMing me to email pics of him so he can send them to the girls he is chatting with-!! I don’t know how he manages to chat with 6 girls at a time. Ya– we are really sick.

What happened to playing cards after dinner, taking walks, sitting next to each other talking with your voice.

Did some TENT CAMPING last weekend to Staircaise campsite.

Gawd, I really do hate this type of camping with people setting up camp right next to you. Empty slot next to ours, me crossing fingers that normal people will reside next to us. Not! Drunken teenagers and I mean falling down drunk pulled into the site about 8pm. Why does this always happen to us. Why couldn’t we be nestled up close with the Cleaver family 5 lots over to the right with their Ultra cool camping gear. Yes, I walked through the hood checking out how people camp. I’m drooling over camping gear I spoted this in lot #120 Take a look at this!

*insert cool camping get up here*

Must stop the drooling right now!!! Ok, lets write about the bears. A couple of weeks ago My sister’s kids hung out with me at the cabin, I really took the city slick out of her girls. When we were walking through the woods I noticed BB casing the forest with his gun and singaling me to get the girls back into the cabin because there was a huge bear following us. Yikes! The girls and I returned to the cabin with no “bear eats us” incident. Bear took off on it’s own. Did I mention that our cabin is deep in he woods. No more bear sightings on this trip. However, at Staircase, just as I was ready to fall asleep in our tent, Master Tuck, our big doggie, starting to go crazy in the tent. Me told the dog OUT! Tried to go back to sleep but big dog is still barking..I hear some clawing and a THUD! Made myself go back to sleep. Must be a really bad dream. The next morning we saw the evidence of the bear claws in the tree next to our tent. Fast forward to the next day afternoon I’m taking my dog, the little one, for a walk in the middle of nowhere, no people around, just me, my doggie and mother nature. I heard a shuffling of branches and a growl. Holy Chit! It dawned on me I didn’t have my cell phone, well the phone wouldn’t have worked anyways being in the Olympic National Forest, now would it. I just froze and contemplated my fate for a minute and then decided to head back to civilzation so if I was at least mauled by the bear I could at least crawl to the ranger station. This is just how my mind was processing. As you can see by reading this entry it wasn’t my time to meet up with St. Peter.

Ok enough of bear stories

Walking up the drive way to work on Monday morning I noticed a morturary van pull out. My heart stops, wondering who was in the van. People die in 3’s I really do believe in this being a nurse for 20 years. CNA for 10 years and LPN for 10 years. I DO BELIEVE. I’m very attached to all my patients. My heart told me who it was, I just knew, I was prepared for it. The day before my camping trip I saw her sitting on the couch as cozy as could be the minister’s wife. She looked so peaceful, I though she was died. I grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse, watched her chest rise up and down. She was alive.. damn she scared the hell out of me, but she was alive

and now she is not.

Our lives are really just a breath.

Okid dokie

Switching to a lighter note here.

I think my oldest niece is mad at me. I went up to Western Washington University to spend her 2oth birhday with her-I’m her God Mother and so grateful for this honor. I had a wonderful time hanging with her. Side note added here: ( *I love Bellingham* it is such a down to earth town just like me. Fairhaven is to die for–I really would love to live in a little house in this town–think less house cleaning with small house–I’m so in.)

Anyways, I helped buy her a laptop and get this we took it out of the box, hook up Norton, email and AOL and Lo and Behold she has instant internet access. She lives in an apartment complex with 400 college kids who all have wireless laptops. I’m so jealous, yeah I know she is pirating the interent but this was so cool. Anyways again, where was I.

Please excuse me I’m on my second glass of wine–very good wine. A Washington wine

Ok, so I went to Target and bought a pinyetta –I think I’m spelling this wrong. But it’s this thing you hang up and hit it with a stick and candy and toys fall out. I bought $60.00 worth of childrens party toys, whistles, police badges, kiddie sunglasses, everything target had I bought. I really really love my God Daughter–and I thank my sister for allowing me to share her since for some unknown reason I can’t have children.

Taking another sip of wine

My sister and her husband and I had planned to leave before the party started –were just too damn old to hang out with the kiddies. I did meet up with some of her collge age guy friends who offered me a couple of swigs from a peach shnapps bottlehidden in the back of a car trunk.

Later..

So, I had the misfortune of hearing my siter and niece talking through a closed door in the bathroom. My niece is distraught about my behavior.

I think she was jealous–Hell, I’m 41 years old. She has nothing to be jealous about. I would love to be her-and be only 20 years old. I would do so many things differently.

It’s been almost two weeks, no word from her. I’m hoping she is just busy.

Ok, now what. I wont bore you with any wedding details. How about some random stuff just for chits and giggles.

I bite my nails* all my clothes are on the floor-don’t know what is clean and what is dirty* I own two bras, I always put the shopping cart back into the shopping cart holder* I drive in the slow lane* I want to own a new mustang* Convertible of course* I don’t have a Thyroid* Anticipating the new release of AC/DC new Album/CD*I secretly want to be an AC/DC groupie, have to blame this on my parents for forbiding me to play AC/DC –don’t they know by doing this forbiding you just want to love them more*old rockers never die*I speak dognese with my Rotties and they understand me Shuboo bo Sha Bey..*I’m typing this entry because I’m lonely and this house is too big and scary*sometimes I think I drink too much*I don’t get drunk, like being in control*I don’t want to end up in a merry walker, wearing depends and having someone feed me a mechanical soft diet with nectar thick liquds. Wondering what kind of music the caregivers will play for me Sinatra or I’m hoping AC/DC SHOOT TO TRHILL*People at work preceive me as a miss priss*I fear dying alone*Note to self–must go to a lawyer and get a living will–I so don’t want to live my life by mechanical measures–this is so wrong*

Glad the space shuttle made it back in one piece I was a little worried.

Currents:

Book: THE SISTER HOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS

Net flix: Murder one seson one disc 3

TV: Big brother 6, Brat Camp, wondering whap happen to Super Nanny

Music: Faith Hill: New realese FIREFLIES

Beverage: Brutal Fruit Kiwi!!!! yummmmmmmmmmmm

Ok enough rambling I will leave you with a pic of me high up in the mountains of the Olmpic National Park